Tanner Doesnt Want a Sitter

WARNING! WARNING! WARNING! WARNING!

If you are under 18 years of age, offended by stories which depict sex between boys or live in a jurisdiction where just reading/possessing such materials is illegal, exit now.

This story is fiction; any resemblance to persons living or dead is pure coincidence, nothing more. Since this is fiction, SAFE SEX isn't required; however, in real life there are too many things out there to take that sort of chance.

Also, it should go without saying. This story is a FANTASY and does not CONDONE illegal acts. IT'S a FANTASY!

TANNER DOESN'T WANT A SITTER -- Chapter 6

by jay wiley

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SATURDAY- FUN AND PREPS

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Somehow, all the boys had managed to get some sleep. Not surprisingly, all woke up on Saturday morning with major hard-ons. Well all except Tanner. His cock did try to get hard, but couldn't inside it's little chastity cage.

Tanner was awakened by the sound of a car starting in the driveway. He peeked out his window just in time to see his parents drive off. He remembered his mom explaining their plans for the weekend.

Once again they were headed into the city for a "get-away" at some hotel.

He was just about to get some breakfast when he remembered Eric. His orders were that he was supposed to be totally naked whenever the parents were gone and was to "service" Eric each morning.

He figured he might as well get things out of the way.

To his surprise, Eric was awake and sitting at his computer. He smiled when Tanner entered the room. "Well, now that's a good little slave boy. You remembered your orders. Now get over here and start working on my cock and balls. I've got a big load ready for you."

Eric was right about that part. He hadn't cum in a week.

Tanner started out by licking Eric's ample sized balls. He did a thorough job before starting on his older brother's fully erect shaft.

Eric sat back in his chair, placed his hands on Tanner's head and forced his mouth down over his throbbing cock. He let out a loud moan as Tanner began bobbing up and down.

While Eric might have felt he was humiliating his younger brother, he really wasn't. Tanner liked the smell of Eric's pubes and loved the taste of his cock. One thing he knew how to do really well was to deliver pleasure with his mouth. As he sucked away, he used his tongue to occasionally tickle the tip of Eric's cock. That sent shivers through Eric's body.

"Damn Tanner! You really know how to suck a cock! I've sort I've been missing out on this. Shit you're better than any bitch."

Tanner grinned as he continued sucking away and began rubbing Eric's muscular inner thighs. For someone who was supposedly so "straight", Eric was clearly enjoying the attentions of his gay younger brother.

As worked up as he was, it didn't take long before Eric's cock blasted away in Tanner's warm wet mouth. He cried out as volley after volley of his heavy teen cream slammed into the back of Tanner's throat.

Eric loved not only the physical sensation but also the feeling of power he got. It felt awesome to shoot inside someone else's mouth and to "degrade" them like this.

For the time being, Eric was really enjoying himself. He wasn't even thinking about what would happen once Tanner was totally back in charge.

Eric might not have been thinking about that, but Tanner was. As he swallowed his brother's big load, he thought about some of the things he would make Eric do in the near future.

Soon enough, he would be cumming in Eric's smart mouth on a regular basis. It wouldn't be just him though. If things went the way he had them planned, Eric would lose track of the number of cocks that had been in his mouth by the time he headed off to college.

Who knows, maybe "Mr. Straight Boy" would actually start to love the taste of cocks and cum.

Tanner had assumed that Eric would make him do some other stuff and was surprised when Eric waved him off. His immediate need had been satisfied and he started typing at his computer. He was apparently exchanging instant messages with some girl from school. A very easy mark it seemed. Yes she would be Eric's bitch for the evening, which meant Tanner's ass was probably safe, for at least one night.

With his morning obligation fulfilled, Tanner headed to the kitchen and made himself some breakfast.

His body tingled as he ate at the table. There was something excitingly naughty about sitting in the kitchen totally naked. If it wasn't for the chastity device, he might have jacked off right there. Now that would definitely be "naughty."

With breakfast out of the way, Tanner returned to his room and got on the computer. As usual, his Inbox was full of new Emails. A lot had to do with his Ebay store, but there were a fair number of ones from guys he communicated with in the chat rooms.

Most of the latter emails were begging him to set a time when he could be online, with his Webcam running.

There was also a short one from Dillon, asking him to call him once he got up.

Tanner picked up his cell and called Dillon.

He smiled when he listened to Dillon begin bitching about his life. Apparently it was a major cleaning day at Dillon's house and his father was insisting that Dillon help out. The way things looked, it would take all day and Dillon probably wouldn't be able to get over to Tanner's house.

The one consolation though was that his mom and dad had said it would be okay for Dillon to spend Sunday at Tanner's house. Their assumption being that Tanner would actually be there and not off torturing some 21 year old pervert1

Tanner walked Dillon through his plans for the Webcam thing. Dillon had used it before, and Tanner promised he would have everything set up so that Dillon could watch what was happening at Sparks' place.

"Yea Dude! It will be all set up. Not only that, but I'll have it worked out so that you can actually put the Webcam broadcast from his apartment on the net. It'll go through that anonymous site so no one will be able to know where it's coming from." Tanner said confidently.

That was one of the things that "Daddy-O" had set up for him before he essentially disappeared.

Dillon was very excited. Once again, his slavery arrangement with Tanner seemed to be set aside. Well most of it. Dillon had decided that he would not let Tanner out of the chastity device. He really wanted to see how it would affect him over a long period.

Tanner did ask about it. He was more than willing to do the piss thing or anything else Dillon wanted him to do in return for getting his cock released for the day, but Dillon wouldn't budge.

Though he was disappointed, Tanner was able to shrug it off as he continued discussing his plans. Dillon's cock got super-hard as he listened to Tanner.

While he had some specific things in mind, he would be pretty much making things up as he went along. His primary goal though would be to make Sparks suffer so much that he screamed a lot.

Tanner wanted to feel what it was like to make a grown man scream and beg. Most of his tortures would be focused on Sparks' manhood. Tanner had read a lot about cock and ball torture, and knew it was possible to make a guy suffer a lot, without doing any permanent damage.

He couldn't wait to try out the electro torture setup that Sparks had acquired, along with the rest of the nasty stuff. Dillon was anxious to watch the whole thing. Like Tanner he did want to hear Sparks scream.

"What about Austin?" Dillon asked.

Tanner smiled and said, "Well, he'll be there, of course. I think I will put both of them through a bunch of exercises, you know to get them really sweaty. And there will be punishments too for the guy who messes up in some way."

"While I'm gonna concentrate on Sparks, I'll be tough on Austin too," Tanner said firmly.

Tanner was about to continue, when he suddenly remembered something. Sparks had sent him an email late in the week that had an attachment. He had forgotten to open it and hurried to do it.

He was glad he did, since it was actually a list of all the "toys" and supplies that Sparks had available for Tanner to use. It was very impressive.

Dillon couldn't believe it when Tanner started rattling off the items that were on it. It was a lot more than Tanner had originally told him about.

"Holy Shit Dude! He's like really serious. Do you know what all that stuff is?" Dillon exclaimed.

Tanner chuckled, "Well yea. Most of it seems pretty obvious. I'm gonna read up on a couple of the things though. I think the thing with the "sounds" is for inserting these little metal rods down inside a guy's dick. Then you can shock them and make them vibrate. Better than pine needles I suspect."

Dillon grinned at that last part.

Tanner realized that there wouldn't be enough time to use everything that day, but wasn't concerned, that time would come.

Both boys were pleased to note that Sparks had also apparently acquired some pills that helped to keep you hard for long periods of time. It was something that both had read about, but were difficult for them to obtain on their own.

"So are you gonna make them take those pills?" Dillon asked.

Tanner grinned some more as he said, "Oh yea. I want both of them to be super-boned all day. It makes the tortures that much more fun."

It also did something else that both were beginning to learn. Apparently, for at least some guys, being boned made it a little easier for the subject to handle the pain, maybe even re-channel it in some way.

Dillon reflected on the pill thing for a while longer as Tanner continued reading him the list of toys. Having access to some of those pills might be very handy when it came to dealing with Jeff.

That constantly horny 14 year old got boned quickly. Dillon reasoned that the pills would help keep him painfully boned for longer periods of time and would be useful with the "training" program that Dillon was formulating for young Jeff.

His plan for Jeff was based on a story he had read once while on Tanner's computer. He had been fascinated by it.

At the center of the story was a college aged guy who had gotten to the point that he could only achieve full sexual satisfaction (ie. orgasm) when he was in pain. And most specifically, while his erect cock was being tortured in some manner. He also would cum at times when he was naked and his ass was being spanked hard with others watching.

Dillon had this wild idea that he'd like to get Jeff to that point. Thanks to his dad and his twisted disciplines, Jeff was already just about there as far as the spanking was concerned.

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AT THE CAMPOUT

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And speaking of Jeff, while Dillon and Tanner were talking, things were "heating up" with Jeff and his patrol members. The leaders had come up with an event that would keep all the boys out on the "trails" for most of the day.

Each patrol was given a map with a route to a place where the entire troop would meet up for dinner. Each route was totally different and would take most of the day to complete. The patrols would prepare their own lunch somewhere along the trail.

The situation was perfect for the horny members of Jeff's patrol. They would be out on the trail all day, out from under direct adult supervision.

As soon as Jeff's patrol was far enough away to ensure they were safe, things started happening.

It started off simply enough. The boys ordered their "slave" to strip down to just his socks and hiking boots. He would do the hike naked. Not only that, he was required to stay boned the entire time.

If he lost his hard-on at any point, they would stop and wait while he worked it up again. There would also be a penalty anytime they had to stop.

Maintaining his boner wasn't that difficult for Jeff. The thrill of the situation did most of the work. Being naked outdoors and at the mercy of the other boys was an incredible turn-on for the young jock. The result was he only needed to use his hand periodically to ensure he was fully erect while they hiked.

All the boys were excited about Jeff's plight. However, they began to get a little frustrated by the fact that Jeff had managed to stay boned and there were no penalties.

It was when they stopped for lunch that things started "heating up."

They had found a small clearing beside the trail, which had a campfire circle. As they sat down on the logs and opened their backpacks, the youngest of the group came up with an idea. It was the kid Dillon thought of as "the Blond kid."

"Hey, I think we should make Jeff do something now. Something, you know dirty," Jared said.

Well everyone was up for "something," the question was what.

One of the other boys chuckled, "So what do you have in mind Squirt?"

Jared hated when they called him Squirt. At least it was better than some of the other things they called him.

Now, boys being boys, the members of the patrol did tend to pick on Jared at times. The poor kid was cursed with a "boyish, choirboy" look that would haunt him for years. His bright blond hair seemed to make it even worse.

One of the reasons that Jared managed to fit in with the other guys was the fact that his looks were quite deceiving. He was 13 and small in stature. That was the first deceiving part. The second was that he tended to blush easily and would come across as being somewhat of a wimp, at least initially.

Jared face reddened as he snapped, "Don't call me squirt!"

At other times, things might have escalated into a fight, which Jared would lose, but not because he wasn't willing, it was just because he was too small.

The other boy smiled at Jared and said, "Okay, okay! Don't get your fucking tit in a wringer! So tell us what you have in mind."

Jared thought for a moment as he eyed Jeff sitting on a nearby log. His blush deepened as he said, "Well, how about we make him eat his peanut butter and jelly off of our, uh, you know cocks? We could smear it on and he'd have to lick it all off. Then we could maybe cum on his bread and make him eat that."

There was a long moment of silence as the boys considered his words. Yes indeed, Jared's angelic looks were deceiving.

Jokes and kidding around followed for several minutes before things got organized.

They took Jared's suggestion! Each boy, in turn, pulled down his pants and let Jeff smear some of his peanut butter and jelly on his cock and balls, which Jeff then had to lick off.

By the time he was done, all the boys had major woodies, and were anxious to cum. An impromptu "circle jerk" followed, during which all the boys managed to shoot onto Jeff's pieces of bread.

When they were done, they made Jeff eat his special "cum" sandwich.

Sadly for Jeff, he was not allowed to "relieve" himself before they continued their hike. The boys wanted their patrol leader to be totally horned while they hiked on.

And speaking of getting horned, even though all the members of the patrol had "cum" during their lunch stop, it didn't take long before all of them were totally boned once again.

Watching their naked patrol leader, hiking through the woods, with his erect cock bouncing up and down, seemed to help that along.

They hadn't been hiking very long before Jared came up with an idea. He told the other guys, who jumped right on it.

The plan for the rest of the hike would have Jeff's hands tied behind his back. A long piece of rope would be tied around his cock and balls and would serve as a leash.

Like before, he would be required to stay boned the entire time. If he started to get soft they would stop and he would have to ask one of them to "play" with him until he got fully erect again. For fun, he would have to use a different term for his cock anytime he had to ask. If he did get soft and had to ask, he would receive 5 smacks on his ass from each member of the patrol.

All the boys were pretty excited as they marched along with their captive. The rope tied around his cock and balls actually helped to keep him hard. After an hour though, his cock did start to soften.

They stopped, gave Jeff his smacks on his bare ass, then Jeff asked one of them to "Please play with my penis."

They all grinned and giggled as they watched the boy play with Jeff's penis. It didn't take all that long. As excited as Jeff was by this sort of thing, he did blush the entire time he was being fondled.

The Jeff managed to stay hard for the remaining portion of the hike. When they were getting close to their destination, they decided to stop and finish things off.

At that point, they took turns stroking Jeff's hard shaft. Each got 10 strokes. It was like a contest. The guy who was stroking Jeff when he came, would get to sleep in Jeff's tent that night, and do whatever he wanted. They figured they would be able to arrange it, since they were camping at a new location.

They started in with great enthusiasm. They had untied his hands and ordered him to stand with his hands behind his head, and his legs spread wide.

At the end of the first round, Jeff was breathing hard and sweating like crazy. Because he seemed to be getting close, the boys decided they would get just five strokes each during the next round.

They were about halfway through when young Jared got lucky. He had just wrapped his hand around Jeff's shaft when Jeff gasped and cried out. Jared gave his cock two strokes and gasped too as he felt Jeff's manhood pulsing in his hand.

All eyes widened as they watched several thick ropes of Jeff's white stuff squirt out and splatter on the ground. Jared managed to catch some of it and when it was finally over, to everyone's delight, he rubbed the stuff on Jeff's face and in his hair.

After that, Jeff was allowed to dress and they hiked on.

As they entered the Troop's campsite, no one could have guessed what had gone on during the hike. Jeff led his patrol to the center of the clearing, guided them through their raucous patrol cheer, then directed them to where they should set up their tents.

As they pitched their tents, the most excited member of the patrol was obviously Jared. He kept glancing at Jeff and smiling as he thought about the night ahead. They couldn't make a lot of noise, but that didn't matter all that much. There were plenty of things that a horny, inventive boy could come up with, and Jared was both.

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JOSH AND HIS COUSINS

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Somehow, Josh had managed to get through the night without anything happening. He did suspect that his cousins had thought about trying something, but might have been scared.

They had all slept in just their tight briefs and Josh had slept between the two of them. He could tell that, like him, both had been boned most of the night, which was not surprising for a 12 and 14 year old. Hell Josh was 16 and had been boned too.

Throughout the night, both had kept rubbing up against him and their hands had frequently landed on chest, stomach, thighs and occasionally the bulge in his briefs. It seemed to happen "innocently" and "accidentally" in their sleep, but Josh wasn't convinced.

He had hoped that they just might move to turn things sexual, but it didn't happen, at least during the night.

The morning brought the obligatory family get together. There was a big breakfast followed by the usual chatter. A lot was focused on the boys and how fast they were growing, and so on.

Lunch was a lighter affair. The main meal was a big ass barbeque that evening.

With lunch out of the way, the boys managed to split off. Josh's cousins were anxious to show him some stuff. They lived on what had been a farm at one time and there were still a number of "outbuildings" scattered around the property.

One of them was this big old shed, which had been cleaned out and used as a sort of clubhouse for his cousins and their friends. It was far enough removed from the house to give them plenty of privacy. The perfect spot for mischief.

Josh was actually quite impressed when he saw the layout. It had been awhile since he had been out there, and a lot of cleanup work had been done.

Most of the beat-up old tables were gone, having been replaced by several bunk beds. The fireplace also seemed to be functional. The only downside was that though there was electricity, there was no running water inside. There was a frost-free faucet just outside though, so at least they would have water.

The fact that they used the place frequently was pretty clear. The two boys were sort of freaky when it came to live things and had a row of terrariums along the back wall. There were turtles in some, a few small snakes in another, and a bunch of insects like grasshoppers and crickets in another.

"The bugs are food for the others," one of them chirped as Josh examined the tanks.

The "clubhouse" itself was the first thing the cousins wanted to show him. The next was their "stash" of Playboys and other magazines, and a couple six packs of beer, hidden under the floorboards in a cool spot. Yep, this was a boys' secret clubhouse all right!

One of the crazy things about the situation was that Josh didn't pick up on the signs about what was going on. At 16, he was older than his two cousins, but was actually still rather naïve when it came to certain things.

While the cousins had indeed been a little scared about trying something with Josh during the night, their fear was pretty much gone now. Their hormones had taken care of that. They had an agenda now, and that agenda included some tricks and seduction.

Still they were cautious. They wanted to "fool around" with Josh, but didn't want him freaking out. Both had "checked out" his body the night before and were obsessed with it. He wasn't a muscle bound jock or anything, but his body was lean and firm. They so wanted to see what was hidden under his briefs.

The cousins managed to get a couple of beers into Josh fairly quickly as they looked through the magazines. Josh did his best to seem interested in the pictures. The truth was though, he was more excited by the pictures in some of the magazines that showed guys with hard cocks. They weren't gay magazines, but a cock was a cock.

The three of them continued reading and joking around for a while. Finally, the oldest cousin suggested they do something else, like play some games.

He went to an old footlocker that was in the corner and opened it up. The others joined him. There were a bunch of old and well-used board games inside. They ruled out a couple of them right away.

Monopoly and Risk would take too long. There were some other little kids games that were ruled out as well.

Now it might have been the beers, or just his natural naivety, mixed with his horniness, but somehow Josh managed to miss the fact that he was being carefully manipulated.

His youngest cousin chirped, "Hey I know, how about we play a tie up game? Like a challenge one."

"I don't know if Josh would want to do that bro. It can be a little tough," the other boy said thoughtfully.

"Hey, if you guys can do it, so can I," Josh offered. Hell he was older than the other two and didn't want to sound like some kind of wimp.

"Okay, so how does it work?" he inquired.

The older cousin said, "Okay, well it's pretty simple. You might think it's sort of lame, but basically we take turns getting tied up. We bet on how long it will take to get loose. We pick from a deck of cards to see who goes first. The first guy bets a certain number of minutes. If he gets loose in that amount of time, he's safe for that round. The others then have to meet, or beat his time when it's their turn."

"The thing is though, if the first guy fails, then he is the loser and has to pay the supreme penalty."

Josh had to ask, "So okay. What is the supreme penalty?"

The cousins smiled at each other for a moment, then one said, "Well, it is sort of tough. The loser has to do whatever the others tell him to do for the rest of the day. No matter what! It's okay if you don't want to try it. We can play something else."

And there it was. His younger cousins had thrown down a challenge, which Josh was essentially obligated to take. Based on his recent experiences with Dillon and Tanner, he had a pretty good idea what would happen if he were the one losing.

His cock and balls were really tingling now as he thought about it. It didn't take long before he said, "Yea, okay sure. Why not? I'm in!"

As luck would have it, or maybe a stacked deck, Josh ended up going first. He made a conservative bet that he figured would give him enough time to free himself.

He knew he was on the right track, as far as the full purpose of the game was concerned, when his cousins insisted he be tied up wearing just his briefs.

He went along with that too, and blushed as his cock hardened during the tying process.

Josh had assumed he would be tied up with his hands behind his back. That would have given him the opportunity to use his fingers to pry at the knots.

His cousins were not about to let that happen. They tied him spread-eagled in the middle of the room, between the bunk beds. His bonds were so tight that he had no "play" at all.

After about 15 minutes of struggling it was clear that Josh would lose. It was also becoming perfectly clear the types of things his cousins had in mind for the loser.

They sat on the floor, on either side of Josh's outstretched nearly naked body and patted the bulge in his briefs.

"Looks like you are gonna lose cousin! That means you WILL belong to us for the rest of the day. All of you! Unless you are gonna try and wimp out on us."

Josh continued struggling and worked up quite a sweat. He tried compressing his hands in hopes of being able to slide through his rope bonds, but it didn't work.

The taunting continued and he snapped back that he was no wimp.

Was it the beer? His hormones? Or a combination of both that kept Josh from suggesting that, to be fair, they should have to take turns being tied up too?

In either case, he didn't go there. Like everything that had been happening with Dillon and Tanner, he was extremely turned on and curious about what his cousins would "force" him to do. As tough as it might get, it would be better than playing Monopoly.

He didn't have long to wait after the 30 minutes were up.

"Okay, looks like you did lose, so now you are ours!" One of them taunted.

Josh did feel a surge of excitement as he heard those words. Had he been in closer touch with his cousins for the last couple of years, he might have been more afraid.

Both boys were experimenting with all types of things, including various forms of bondage, torture and humiliation. They played their "games" with each other and some of their friends who were their age, but had yet to have the opportunity to mess with an older teen who was more developed than they were.

The other things about the cousins was that they could be very cruel. They were the ones who came up with the worst penalties for the games they played and just loved making other boys suffer.

While their "techniques" tended to be on the crude side, they were, nevertheless pretty effective. They loved coming up with new ideas for torturing boys.

They had recently come up with a really wild one and were anxious to test it out. It might work, then again, it might not. Still it would be fun to test it out.

Josh watched nervously as his cousins went about their preparations. One of them went outside and returned moments later with a handful of green grass and leaves.

He bunched them up and rubbed them back and forth between his palms as hard as he could. He did it so hard that his palms became covered with a green sheen.

When he was done, he reached inside Josh's tented briefs and rubbed his hands all over Josh's hard cock and balls. While it itched a little, it wasn't hard to deal with. That would change quickly.

It was when the other cousin approached that Josh got his first real indication of what they had planned for him. The guy was carrying a glass jar that had a bunch of crickets inside of it.

The other cousin pulled the waistband of Josh's briefs open far enough, so that the jar could be emptied inside. When the jar was empty, he snapped the waistband back in place, stepped back, and said simply, "You know crickets eat mostly grass and leaves and stuff. I wonder if they might get confused when they smell your cock and balls."

Josh could feel the damn things crawling around on his penis and testicles. It was already starting to drive him crazy. He yanked at his bonds and started to squirm.

It took just about a minute longer before Josh felt another sensation. Apparently the crickets were confused and had started actually biting at his sensitive genital flesh. The bites weren't all that hard, but could definitely be felt.

Josh's cousins really grinned as they watched him start to gyrate and him gasp for air. Both had gotten some little bites when they fed the crickets to the snakes. They were just like a little quick pinprick. They didn't hurt all that much on the fingers or hands, but had to hurt more on a guy's cock and balls.

They let Josh squirm for a while before moving to their next little experiment. It was one designed to create more fear than anything else.

And Josh was starting to get scared. As excited as he was about being forced to do sexual things, this was turning into something more intense. His cousins seemed more interested in just torturing him outright, than fooling around with him sexually, at least for the moment.

Actually they wanted both, and were just getting started.

One of the things that both boys were excited about was the concept of interrogation. A lot of the games they played with each other and their friends featured some form of interrogation.

The victim usually had some secret word or piece of information that the interrogator had to acquire. Invariably, the boy being interrogated was naked and bound.

Though they didn't have anything arranged with Josh, they just sort of decided they would interrogate him "generally" in an attempt to get him to reveal things about himself.

In this case, the sad thing for Josh was that, his cousins had already become quite good at being able to discern when someone was telling the truth or not.

"Okay Josh. We have some questions for you. Answer them truthfully and we just may go a little easier on you. If you lie to us, well, for your sake you'd better not."

The crickets were starting to get to him. It wasn't like they were biting a lot. Just crawling around, inside his briefs was maddening enough.

"Okay, okay! I'll tell you whatever you want to know!" Josh exclaimed.

More blood seemed to rush into Josh's hard cock as he said the words. The more he did this stuff, the more he liked it, well loved it. For Josh, the feeling of being at the mercy of other guys was a major turn-on. Especially when it included some form of humiliation.

The cousins smiled at each other, then began their "interrogation."

They wasted no time getting to the "good" stuff. Their first series of questions focused on masturbation. They loved watching Josh continue to squirm and then blush as he told them when he had first started to masturbate, how often he did it, where he did it, and so on.

His blush deepened when they began pressing for information about his experiences with other guys. It had been next to nothing until the recent events with Dillon and Tanner.

As aroused as he was, and distressed by the crickets, he held back. He was reluctant to admit to the other things. Ever since they had arrived, all the relatives, including his Aunt and Uncle kept going on about how sweet Josh was, and how handsome.

There were plenty of comments about how girls would be chasing after him. His Aunt and Uncle held him in particularly high esteem and told their sons, more than once, that they should try to be more like Josh.

Josh got nearly perfect grades in school, was good at sports and had a nice job at the theater. As soon as he got his driver's license, he would pay for his own gas and part of his insurance.

Yes, Josh was a parent's dream boy.

The cousins continued to press for answers and Josh gave them nothing.

Josh's reluctance to admit to other things actually excited them. It was much more fun forcing the information out of him.

They could have started whipping him, but decided to continue with their original plan.

Josh was already shaking from the crickets, but started to really tremble when he saw his youngest cousin return from across the room, carrying one of the snakes from the terrarium.

It wasn't it very big snake, maybe a foot long at most, but still a snake.

"Okay Josh, now answer our latest questions truthfully, or we will let Igor here got hunting. He loves crickets."

Josh stammered, "Uh, there's really nothing to tell."

They could tell that was a lie, by the way he stammered.

"Okay, well suit yourself. Let us know if you change your mind. Then we'll put Igor and the remaining crickets away."

Josh's muscles tightened dramatically as his cousins slipped the snake inside the front of his briefs.

The crickets were bad enough, now there was a live snake in there, slithering around his most private area. He could feel the snake's little scales rub across his cock and balls.

The thing that really started to drive him crazy was when the snake wrapped itself partially around his cock. That was actually sort of scary.

The crickets seemed increasingly agitated and moved around more, and apparently bit more.

Josh gritted his teeth and held out as long as he could, then finally gasped, "Okay, okay! I'll tell you everything. Just get them off of me."

The cousins smiled in triumph as they removed the snake and as many of the crickets as they could. It took a little while. Some of the crickets remained hidden inside Josh's briefs. The cousins solved that by cutting Josh's briefs off using a little scissors from a Swiss army knife.

The remaining crickets were brushed away and the cousins sat back to take in Josh's now totally naked body. It was the first time they had ever seen the genitals of an older teen and they weren't disappointed.

At 16, Josh was essentially fully developed in the manly parts department. He had a thick patch of pubic hair, two low hanging balls and a cock that was the biggest they had seen yet.

They stopped the interrogation long enough to measure the length of Josh's erect shaft. Yes, at 6.5 inches, it was longest one yet. Measuring penis length was one of the things they did as part of their "games" with their friends.

So, with the measuring aside, they returned to their questioning as they ran their hands all over Josh's body.

The really crazy thing for Josh was, the more he told them about the things that had been happening, the more his cock and balls tingled.

It was embarrassing to admit to them that he was now the slave of two younger guys, and a sex slave at that. He told them about the things he been ordered to do, including the stuff in the theater and at school.

When he was finished, he begged them not to tell anyone else.

They wouldn't have done that anyway, there was that "code of silence" thing between boys. That didn't mean that they wouldn't get something in return for their pledge of silence though.

"Okay, we'll keep your secret as long as you are our slave too," the older one said firmly.

Josh nodded and said, "Okay, it's a deal."

The thing was, Josh had anticipated a boring weekend. If he couldn't be around Tanner and Dillon, at least he could have some fun. Being at the mercy of his two younger cousins was almost as big a thrill as being used by Tanner and Dillon. He couldn't wait to find out what they would do to him.

Hell, whatever it was, had to be better than playing Monopoly or worse, sitting around watching his relative's wedding movies and listening to them comment on how skinny they all looked back then!

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PREPARATIONS

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Back at Tanner's house, Tanner was sitting at his computer reading some stories on his favorite site. He was looking for some more ideas of things to do with Austin and Sparks the next day.

Dillon was stuck at home, Eric had left to hang out with a couple of girls and Austin was at work.

The more Tanner read and thought about the next day, the more excited he got, which was actually like self-torture since he had the damn chastity thing on. Still though, just because he couldn't get hard didn't mean he couldn't get horned And super horned he was!

After reading the stories for a couple of hours, he shifted to looking at pictures and videos. He watched several that featured both public humiliation and some pretty heavy cock and ball torture.

As he watched, his balls really started to tingle as he thought about Austin. Sure his focus on Sunday was gonna be on Sparks primarily, but he also wanted to make Austin really suffer too.

He couldn't get his mind off of Austin's big cock. Sparks and Eric had nice sized shafts, but Austin's was much bigger, and his balls hung lower.

One of the things that Tanner loved most about Austin's penis, besides it's perfect shape, was the way it acted when it got erect.

At first it would stick straight up and brush against Austin's pubic patch. As more blood rushed in, it's sheer weight pulled it down, to the point it was sticking straight out. In that position, it was a perfect target for whips and belts and other devices for causing pain.

The other thing was that it usually stayed hard, no matter how intense the pain was. In fact, cock and ball tortures seemed to make it even harder.

Another thing about Austin was the fact that he was so terribly cute. His body was solid and muscular but not too bulky and he looked like a model in a magazine.

The thought of torturing Austin's perfect body and making him gasp and scream was a major turn-on for the horny young teen, but then again so was humiliation in it's many forms.

Tanner really wanted to come up with some scenarios that would feature Austin being naked and boned out in public. The thought of some total strangers getting to use and abuse Austin's naked body was a super turn-on.

While he figured that Austin didn't have much of a problem with being naked around others, he would almost certainly be embarrassed about being put on display in a public way.

The trick for Tanner would be to find places where people wouldn't get upset and call the police. At some point he would talk to Sparks about some possible places like maybe truck stops or sex shops or clubs, whatever.

He would definitely try to set some things up where Austin and Eric would be tied up naked and blindfolded in places frequented by some kids who could be relied on to keep their mouths shut as well as be cruel.

Once he was totally "worked up", his thoughts shifted to Sparks. The thing he had going with Sparks was even more exciting. He just absolutely loved the feeling of power he got from being in total control of Sparks' body and, well, his life.

Again his thoughts returned to the things he had planned for Sparks. He wanted to make his tortures as intense as possible. Sparks had said he absolutely didn't want to have a way out and that Tanner was to ignore him if he begged in any way.

Had Sparks really thought about it, he might have realized just how dangerous that was. As gifted as Tanner seemed to be, he was still only 15, and not all that experienced. If he went too far, there was the possibility that he could cause some damage. Then again, that was part of the thrill for Sparks.

At the same time that Tanner was thinking and preparing for the next day, Sparks was preparing too.

The shop had closed early that day and he was at home laying out all the toys and devices. His cock was extremely hard as he reflected on what lay ahead. He had gone a little overboard with the stuff he bought, considering the fact that they would be used on him.

He had decided to help things along by hanging some ropes from the railing on the edge of the loft. He tested them to ensure the railing would support his weight and was pleased to note there would be no problem there.

His heart started to beat faster as he envisioned himself, strung up totally naked, being tortured by the gutsy teenager who was now his master.

Tanner's heart was beating faster too. It was barely mid-afternoon and he was getting very anxious. He wanted to do something now. The problem was everyone was out of the picture for the day. Well maybe someone wasn't.

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SOME HOT WARM-UP TIME

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Sparks' heart missed a beat when his cell phone rang. It missed another beat when he saw who was calling. It was Tanner.

"You home from work?" Tanner asked.

"Yes Sir! We closed early today."

"Good! Come and pick me up now! I want to have some `warm-up' time with you today, before our big event tomorrow. Wear a jock under your jeans, take one of those pills and bring me some. I want to see how well they work," Tanner said firmly and then hung up.

Sparks was extremely excited as he changed clothes. His heart was pounding and his cock was throbbing as he took one of the pills, shoved one of the bottles in his pocket and headed out the door.

A big part of the thrill was not knowing what Tanner had in mind for this warm-up session.

Tanner didn't know exactly what he was going to do so he just threw a bunch of "stuff" into his backpack. As he packed, ideas began flowing through his mind. He decided to save most of the really rough stuff for the next day.

This afternoon and evening he would focus more on simple stuff like basic humiliation. His one concern was that Sparks might think some of it was kid stuff. Then again, did it really matter what he thought?

By the time Sparks arrived on his motorcycle, Tanner was standing out front with his backpack. Sparks pulled up to the curb and Tanner climbed on behind him. Then they sped off.

As soon as they were out of the neighborhood, Tanner shouted in Sparks' ear to head to the park where they had first met.

Not surprisingly, both were breathing hard by the time they pulled into the parking area behind the old restroom. Sparks' cock was as hard as a rock, mostly from anticipation, but also from the early effects of the erection pill.

Sparks parked his bike, while Tanner checked out the area.

There was no one in the immediate vicinity. However, there was a small group of what appeared to be boys Tanner's age, playing soccer on the far side of the field.

Tanner's mind started to click as he considered the possibilities. He hoped he could get them to help out at some point. To do that though, he'd have to talk to them for a little bit, to feel them out. Then again maybe not.

With his initial survey of the area out of the way, he turned his attention to Sparks. He directed him over to an old beat up picnic table.

As soon as both were seated on top of the table, Tanner started asking a bunch of questions.

Occasionally he would drop out of his "Master" demeanor and sound like any other teenaged boy. None of his questions related directly to his deal with Sparks.

Sparks knew a lot of things and Tanner wanted to pick his brain as quickly as possible.

His suspicions and hopes had been correct. Sparks knew about all kinds of places where "nasty" stuff took place. He knew where there were some "active" glory holes. He knew where there were some truck stops frequented by truckers who were not only into gay stuff, but liked getting rough. And he knew where there were some "clubs" and bars where guys went for various types of "action", particularly of the BDSM kind.

"So what's the deal with those places? Like did you, you know, use them?" Tanner inquired.

Sparks looked thoughtful for a moment then responded, "Well, sort of yes and no."

Tanner was fascinated by what Sparks told him. He made the rounds to a lot of those places. Most of the time he just watched. In some cases he played the "Top" role and got some blow jobs from "slave boys" who were being used by their Masters.

Everyone assumed he was a total Dom and treated him as such. He still kept looking for a possible "Master", but never found one who fit his bill. Most were older, muscle and leather types. He wanted a younger guy to use him. Actually a much younger guy.

Also, unbeknownst to the guys in his little pseudo-biker gang, he did sometimes set himself up in some of the glory hole places and sucked some cocks. He also let some truckers use him too. Most of those guys liked spanking him and smacking his cock and balls around.

Other than that though, he had never "submitted" himself totally to another guy until now.

Tanner seemed really pleased and couldn't resist asking if there were some clubs or sex shops that he could actually get in to.

"Well now, that's a little tricky. It's not like you were close to being 18. You definitely look your age," Sparks said thoughtfully.

He saw Tanner's disappointed look and continued quickly, "But not to worry though, there are some places you could get in to. Two in particular would have no problem letting you in, especially if you brought some `friends', if you know what I mean."

"You mean like my brother and his best friend?" Tanner exclaimed like a wide-eyed boy.

Sparks smiled and chuckled, "Exactly! One place in particular is frequented by guys who love abusing young jocks. They would go nuts getting to use your brother and anyone like him."

As much as he wanted to get down to specifics, Tanner figured it was time to get things going.

"Okay, look we'll talk about this some more real soon. Right now we're gonna do what we came here for. Got it slave boy?" Tanner exclaimed.

Sparks wanted to get things going too. His cock was super hard and his balls were tingling.

A plan was coming together in Tanner's mind. It was a little risky, but would be fun if it worked.

He led Sparks back to where his motorcycle was parked and ordered him to take off his shirt. As soon as it was off, Tanner tucked it into his backpack and handed Sparks a leather collar.

"Put this on slave boy. Today you're going to earn it!" Tanner smirked.

Sparks hands trembled slightly as he put the collar around his neck. It wasn't from fear, it was pure excitement.

With the collar in place, Tanner gave him a pair of leather wrist restraints and ordered him to put them on. By the time the restraints were in place, Sparks' heart was beating really fast. It beat even faster with Tanner's next orders.

"Okay boy! Now, take off your shoes and socks and set them on the ground beside your bike. When you are done, give me your wallet, keys and cell phone.

Sparks' excitement mounted as he followed Tanner's latest orders and watched him place his valuables in his back pack.

Next he was ordered to stand with his hands behind his head.

Both began breathing harder as Tanner undid Sparks' jeans and slid them down and off his muscular legs. He draped the jeans over the motorcycle seat, then put leather restraints around Sparks' ankles. When he was done, he stepped back to admire his slave boy's body.

It was awesome seeing him standing there in just his jock, with the tip of his erect shaft sticking up through the waistband.

Tanner rubber his hand's over Sparks' body. He slid his finger tip over a couple of scars on Sparks' side.

"Looks like someone doesn't always play well with others. So what are these? Knife scars?"

Sparks nodded and said, "Yes Sir! I was sort of crazy when I 19."

"So did you win?" Tanner teased.

"Always Sir!" Sparks replied proudly.

Sparks reflected on the situation he was now in. Standing out in the open like this, in just his jock and taking orders from a 15 year old boy. It was an absolute thrill. He tingled every time he called Tanner `Sir'.

Like Tanner, he had seen the boys playing soccer across the field. They weren't all that far away and this was the only restroom in the area. He had a feeling that his young master would try to find a way to get them involved.

Tanner noted that the boys had moved a little closer. He considered his options and decided to take a chance.

He grabbed his pack and led Sparks inside the restroom. It was similar to the one he had used with Austin, but a little older. Like that one, the doors to the toilet stalls had been removed. Tanner figured that would be perfect for his plan.

He had Sparks stand in the doorway of one of the stalls facing out and then tied him in a standing spread eagled fashion. By the time Sparks was secured and completely helpless, both were breathing hard and sweating.

Tanner pulled a piece of paper and a marker out of the pack and wrote on it. He showed Sparks what it said. It read, "BAD BOY! PUNISH ME!"

He tacked it to the doorframe, and then put a blindfold on his slave boy.

"Hopefully we won't have too long to wait!" Tanner said firmly.

His plan was dependent on the boys out on the field coming to use the facility. If not he'd have to go and talk to them and convince them to help out. If they were super-straight, it could blow up in his face. Then again, they were teenaged boys.

Tanner peeked outside and smiled as he noticed that the boys were now much closer. They had their shirts off and he could see they sheen of sweat glistening in the afternoon sun.

They were definitely around his age, maybe just a little older and were clearly jocks.

He smiled, slipped back into the restroom and stepped into a small alcove at the back of the room. It had been a closet at one time, but it's door had been removed too.

He crossed his fingers and waited nervously. Dang he hoped they would react the same way guys did in the stories he had read.

Sparks was breathing really hard now. He could hear the voices of the boys out on the field and could tell they were getting closer. The situation he was in was similar to some of the scenes he had seen played out in the clubs.

The difference was these boys were much younger and would be completely surprised when they found him. What if anything would they do to him?

Sparks felt a warmness in his cheeks and realized he was actually started to blush. He had imagined something like this in his fantasies, but the reality was much more intense. As self-confident as he was, he felt a surge of humiliation.

Tanner was getting a little worried that the boys might not use the restroom, but relaxed when the voices from outside grew very loud and he heard one of the boys shout, "Yo Dudes! I'll be right out I gotta piss like a racehorse!"

Tanner and Sparks both held their breaths as they heard foot steps. They stopped suddenly and were followed by, "HOLY FUCK! YO DUDES! GET IN HERE! YOU WON'T BELIEVE THIS."

The boy was right, they didn't.

Tanner listened from his hiding place as they boys entered the restroom, saw Sparks and started to chatter. It was the moment of truth.

What followed couldn't have been more perfect. The boys reacted pretty much the way Tanner hoped they would.

They had seen the motorcycle outside with the jeans draped on it and the socks and shoes beside it and concluded they belonged to this near naked guy.

The boy who appeared to be the un-official leader of the group asked, "Yo Dude! Is that your bike and stuff outside?"

Sparks took a deep breath and said, "Yes Sir!"

One of the others chimed in and asked smartly, "So are you a fag, or what? I hear that fags like to hang out here."

Sparks though for just a moment, took another deep breath and said, "Yes Sir!"

Tanner started to get a little worried as he listened to the next part of the conversation between the boys. They were being typical teenaged boys. They talked trash about fags for a while, but then seemed to shift gears when one of them said, "Oh fuck! Who cares. Why don't we just do what the sign says? It could be fun."

The leader thought for a few moments then stepped closer to Sparks and asked smartly, "So what do you think fag? Should we punish you? Somebody must have put you here for a reason. You couldn't have tied yourself up like this."

Sparks gulped and said, "Yes Sir. Punish me however you want."

Another boy said, "Damn! He doesn't sound or even look like a fag."

Tanner knew what he was talking about. There were some boys at his school who everyone knew were gay. They acted like it.

They debated a little more then finally decided to go with it! Hell, it wasn't like it would turn them into fags or anything.

Tanner smiled as considered what was happening. It was just like some of the stories he had read. These boys seemed pretty straight, and yet were intrigued by the prospect of punishing this older guy.

The first step was predictable.

They pulled Sparks jock down as far as they could then took turns fondling his cock and balls.

"Man, he's really boned good. Looks like he's liking this a lot." One of the boys exclaimed.

The leader wrapped his hand around Sparks cock and asked, "Is that true fag? Do you like this?"

"Yes Sir!" Sparks exclaimed.

He was blushing a lot now and definitely felt humiliated, but he was also turned on like never before. He hoped these boys would be as cruel as adolescents could be.

Tanner did too.

It didn't take long before all four of the boys set aside what reservations they had.

They began slapping Sparks cock around and took turns squeezing his balls. Each moan and gasp encouraged them to get rougher.

One of them started pinching and twisting Sparks' nipples as hard as he could.

Tanner heard the gasps and moans and took a chance to peek from his hiding place.

He tingled all over as he watched Sparks pull against his bonds as his cock was slapped repeatedly.

It was during the cock slapping that one of them asked, "So is your, umm, `master' around anywhere?"

Sparks panted, "I think so sir!"

Tanner retreated into the alcove and continued listening.

"So who is he?"

"Well, his name is Tanner and he's probably about your ages sirs. He's 15." Sparks gasped.

That almost brought "the bus" to a screeching halt. Tanner cringed in his hiding place.

"HOLY SHIT! Wait a fucking minute! Are you serious? Your `master' is just 15? And you have to do whatever he says?" the leader asked.

Sparks nodded and said, "Yes Sir. I do. No matter what it is."

At this point the boys were really intrigued. They pressed to know how it had happened.

Sparks was a little reluctant at first, but they kept pushing. Finally he said, "Okay, well, it's sort of a long story, and all I can say is I have to do whatever he says from now on."

"Dang! We gotta meet this Dude! He's probably around somewhere, maybe we should look for him." The leader said.

Tanner couldn't resist. Before anyone responded, he stepped out of hiding and laughed, "That's okay. `He's' right here!"

All heads turned as Tanner walked over to them. They were sizing him up, as boys are prone to do.

Sparks tried to imagine the looks on their faces as they looked at Tanner. As boys that age go, he had to admit, Tanner was not only good-looking, but also had an air about him that could be very intimidating. It was that cocky, confident "air" that had pretty much ensnared him.

Had he not been strung up as he was, Sparks might have busted out laughing as he listened to the bantering back and forth that followed.

The chatter seemed to reach the moment of truth when the leader asked smartly, "So are you a fag too?"

There was a momentary pause before Tanner snapped back, "So what if I am? Does that fucking matter? I do whatever the fuck I want to do!"

It was like a bolt of electricity had shot through the room. There was a long pause, followed at last by the leader who said nervously, "Well, um no I guess. I was just asking."

The truth was, all the blustering aside, he like his buddies, had at least one friend who he knew was gay and it actually didn't matter to them. It didn't keep them from `acting' the anti-gay part though. Hell it's what most jocks seemed to do.

The ice was clearly broken and Tanner took the high ground.

"Okay, look, here's the fucking deal. This Dude's name is Sparks and it's like he said, he is my slave boy. Has to do whatever I say. It doesn't matter how it happened, it just did. You guys seem pretty cool and would be doing me a favor if you helped out today."

Sparks suppressed a grin as he thought that Tanner seemed like the type of guy who you wanted to do favors for.

"If we stay in touch, who knows, I might be able to do some favors for you." Tanner said.

Without being obvious, Tanner had taken the opportunity to "check out" the front of all four boys' shorts. He had excellent peripheral vision and was certain that at least two of them had boners. Such was apparently the case with boys, straight or gay, being around someone else who was clearly boned seemed to have that effect.

"So, ahh, okay, what would you like us to do?" the leader stammered.

Tanner smiled and said, "Just like on the sign. Punish him however you want. You can be as rough as you like. The rougher the better. You can untied him too and he'll do whatever you guys tell him to do. Isn't that right slave boy?"

Sparks gasped, "YES SIR!"

At that point Tanner got the other boys to start working Sparks cock and balls over again, while he talked to the leader outside.

Once out of earshot of the others he said, "Yo Dude! Thanks for your help."

The leader smiled and said, "Yea, it's all cool I guess. It is sort of fun. Just curious though, about how much you want us to do?"

Tanner smiled back and said, "Hey as much as you want! Hell if you want, you can make him give you all blow jobs or even fuck him if you want. You like blow jobs don't you?"

Tanner could tell by the look on the boy's face that he had yet to experience one. He thought for a moment then said sympathetically, "Hey don't sweat it. It's okay. I can tell you though; it feels a whole lot better than jacking off. A WHOLE lot better. Doesn't matter if it comes from a guy or a girl, a mouth is a mouth."

Okay, so the guy didn't want to admit he hadn't been blown yet. What boy his age would?

In many ways, Tanner was wise beyond his years. He sensed that a bond of trust had been created between him and this guy, and he followed his instincts.

"By the way, you know my name. What's yours?" he asked.

"Uh, it's Shane," he said softly.

"Well okay, Shane. So what about it? Would you like to get a blow job from my slave boy?" Tanner asked as seductively as he could.

Shane trembled slightly, took a deep breath and stammered, "Well, yea, I guess. But umm, I'm not gay."

Tanner laughed, "Hey it's cool. You can still have some fun though."

Now Tanner didn't recognize it yet, but he truly did have a "gift" for discerning certain things about other guys. Things that either they couldn't admit to or see in themselves.

In Shane's case, his words didn't ring entirely true. Maybe he really was completely straight. Tanner's "gut" told him that at the very least he was curious and probably open for some experimentation. As much as he was tempted to test that feeling, he decided to keep his focus on Sparks.

"Okay, so look. Maybe we can talk some more at another time. For now, I just need you guys to help me out with Sparks. Do whatever you want with him for as long as you can stay. Just be rough. Okay?"

Shane thought for a couple of moments then said, "Okay, I guess we can do it. Hell we've all been through some weird initiations. Shouldn't be too hard to make it tougher than them. Can we gag him if he starts screaming?"

That was music to Tanner's ears. "Oh yeah! For sure. In fact, if you guys can make him scream I'll give each of you a nice tip. I mean money."

That seemed to banish any lingering doubts Shane had.

Tanner smiled as he watched Shane head back into the restroom. He had looked in Sparks' wallet and seen a bunch of twenty-dollar bills. He reasoned it wouldn't be like stealing, since all of Sparks' money was supposed to belong to him first. That was part of the deal.

Tanner didn't know if Shane had said anything to his friends. What he did know was that any reservations they might have had about what they were doing seemed to totally disappear. All four really got into things with Sparks.

Tanner was more than content to watch as they tortured and humiliated Sparks in every possible way. Hell, if Tanner didn't know better, they had read some of the same stories he had.

Things escalated quickly.

For the first half hour or so, they seemed content to just slap Sparks' cock and balls around, twist his nipples and smack his ass. They clearly liked the fact that he was so painfully boned.

Their slaps were accompanied by all sorts of taunts like: "Oh you like that, don't you fag boy? We can tell you do! We've got lots more in store for you!" And so on.

They had reached the point when they were talking about releasing him so they could do other things when Shane turned to one of the guys and said, "Dude, go out to his motorcycle and get the belt from his jeans. We can use that to whip his cock."

Tanner liked the sound of that. He had considered giving the guys some of the toys from his backpack, but decided against it. They were doing well without them.

As soon as Shane had the belt, he doubled it over, pulled Sparks' cock down by it's head and started lashing it.

Sparks' gasps turned to screams as the pain shot through his cock and up into his gut. Already things were worse than the few times he had let some truckers mess with him. And these kids had more in store for him.

Shane focused his blows on the middle of Sparks' hard shaft and smiled wickedly each time Sparks cried out. He was sort of surprised that he was enjoying doing this to a fully developed man. What was more surprising was the fact that it seemed his own cock got harder every time Sparks cried out.

The big surprise for all the boys, including Tanner came after the fifth lash with the belt.

Sparks pulled violently at his bonds, screamed loudly, and started to shoot. His first volley of his thick man seed caught one of the boys in the middle of his chest. The ones that followed hit his stomach before he could back away.

Tanner smiled as he watched Sparks' final convulsions. It took awhile before he was drained. Tanner liked that a lot. Yes it would definitely be fun to make him cum.

The next surprise for the boys was that Sparks remained fully erect after he came. They didn't know about the pill, of course, and wouldn't have cared if they did.

It took a few minutes for all to sort of re-group. During that time, Tanner checked out the boys again. Though they were all wearing jocks under their shorts, he had no doubt that every one of them was fully boned. So much for being totally straight.

Tanner's own cock strained inside it's tight little cage. He was excited about what was happening and wished he were able to get hard. The fact that the four other boys were still shirtless, glistening with sweat and boned, just added to his frustration.

At this point, Shane and his buddies went into a sort of perverse auto-pilot mode.

They untied Sparks, removed his blindfold, forced him to get down on his hands and knees and tied a piece of rope to a ring on his collar. Once that was done, they led him outside like a dog.

Sparks had seen this sort of thing done to other guys, but had never experienced it himself. Already he felt like his cock was ready to explode again as they led him onto the open field. He had absolutely never felt this humiliated before, nor this excited.

With the blindfold off, he took the opportunity to check out his teenage masters. They were definitely Tanner's age, or close to it and well into puberty or beyond. All four had hair on their legs; a couple had more than the other two.

The boys led him around the field for a little while then went into the woods behind the restroom building. It was in the same clearing where Sparks and his guys had abused Eric that these boys proceeded to abuse Sparks.

Things started off simply enough. They made Sparks kiss and lick their sneakers. After that, he had to rise up on his knees, kiss their stomachs and lick their navels.

Armpit licking came next. For Sparks it was a mixture of humiliation and wild excitement. They held his hands behind his back as he licked each of their sweaty armpits in turn. And oh they were sweaty, but a different sweat than a chubby old truck driver's.

When they were done and trying to decide what to do next, Tanner stepped in, glared at Sparks who was on his knees with his hands behind his back and snarled, "Dang Boy! I looked in your wallet. You've got a lot of money in there! What have you got to say about that?"

Sparks swallowed hard and stammered, "I'm sorry Sir! I guess I should have told you. You can take it all if you want. It is yours now anyway."

Tanner smiled and said, "Yes it is. I tell you what I'm going to do, since these guys are being so helpful. I'll give them that money when I am satisfied you have been punished enough!"

Sparks gasped, "Whatever you say sir!"

Tanner pulled all four of them to the far side of the clearing so that Sparks couldn't hear.

"So look guys. I know this may still seem pretty strange. It'll be cool if you just go with it. Oh and about the money. If you guys can make him scream, then I'll give each of you twenty bucks. And oh yea, make sure he gives each of you a blowjob too. I promise you'll like it."

At that point, any reservations the boys had just melted away. They huddled up and came up with a plan. Tanner listened and smiled. It was pretty nasty. Tanner was impressed that they were able to devise it so quickly and that it included the blowjobs for each of them.

When they broke their little huddle, two of them headed into the woods. They returned a few minutes later with some birch branches that had been stripped of their leaves and a bunch of small vines that were covered with thorns.

To start things off, they carefully wrapped some of the thorny vines around Sparks' cock and balls. They were fairly loose, but were secured enough that they wouldn't fall off.

Sparks winced and gasped as the vines were wrapped around his manhood. The thorns on the vines were very sharp. Though loosely bound, some had already drawn some little droplets of blood.

Tanner liked the next part of their hurriedly concocted plan a lot, almost as much as the final part.

The boys spread out around the clearing, each holding a birch branch. Sparks was required to crawl to each one in turn. Once there, he would have to ask if he could please suck the guy's cock.

The guy would agree, pull down his shorts and jock, kneel and then order Sparks to assume a pushup position while he sucked his cock. To make it even more intense, the guy would lash Sparks' back and ass with the birch branch while it was going on.

If Sparks' arms gave out and he dropped to the ground, the thorns wrapped around his cock and balls would stab into his sensitive genital flesh.

Tanner watched with wide eyes, and painfully tingling balls as Sparks started his round. It was awesome watching the naked 21-year-old guy crawl to each boy and ask to suck his cock.

Sparks actually thought it was pretty damn exciting. Although the entire process was awfully humiliating he could not deny the fact that he was still more turned on than he had ever been before.

He crawled to the first boy, looked up and asked, "Please sir, may I suck your cock?"

The kid smiled and taunted, "Why should I let you do that fag?"

Sparks' cock throbbed as he gasped, "Well, because I'll suck you real good and you can even cum in my mouth. I'll swallow all of what you shoot."

Tanner grinned as he watched the boy's face. He was sure that this was the kid's first blow job.

The boy thought for just a moment, and then said, "Okay, you can do it. Assume the position we told you about."

Sparks got into a pushup position as the boy lowered his shorts and jock and then knelt in front of Sparks.

More blood rushed into Sparks' cock as he took the young jock's firm piece of manhood into his mouth and began sucking. The sweaty odor of the boy's pubes was strong and helped to drive Sparks on.

Fortunately for Sparks the boy was so worked up that he almost forgot to use his branch on Sparks' back and ass. It also didn't take long for him to start shooting either.

He had just managed to deliver few lashes across Sparks' glistening back when he let out a yell, grabbed the back of Sparks' head and held it firmly as he pumped his full load into Sparks' warm mouth.

Sparks' entire body shook as he felt the young teen's manhood begin pulsing inside his mouth. He sucked harder and kept going until the jock was drained.

The occasional pricks from the thorns wrapped around his own cock and balls didn't bother him all that much. If anything it seemed to make him even harder.

When the boy eventually stopped pulsing, Sparks pulled off and lowered his knees to the ground. He waited to be told to move on to the next boy.

As Sparks waited, Tanner looked at the face of the guy who had just cum. He had a feeling it had been his first blow job and what a great one to have, to be able to cum in someone else's mouth. Tanner still thought that was one of the best feelings ever.

As Sparks crawled to the next boy in the group, more blood rushed into his cock. Crawling around naked like this, in front of these young teens, with a hard-on encased in thorns was humiliating for sure, but continued to be a thrill. That was partly due to the fact that all four still had their shirts off and had nicely defined upper bodies that glistened with sweat.

The second boy had the same strong sweaty pubic odor that Sparks was getting to like a lot. It helped keep him aroused. This guy was a little more proactive than the first and definitely less shy. As soon as he dropped his shorts and jock, and Sparks assumed the pushup position in front of him, he demanded that Sparks start by washing his balls with his tongue and mouth.

Tanner had to admit; the kid had a nice set of manly parts. His guess was that in a couple more years he might be almost as big as Austin was down there.

Sparks seemed impressed too as he ran his tongue over the boy's balls and then sucked them into his mouth. The teen gasped as Sparks gently swished his balls around inside his mouth. His gasps turned to loud moans as Sparks shifted to his cock.

Somehow the boy managed to start lashing Sparks muscular back with his branch. Though Sparks flinched with each blow, Tanner could tell the lashes weren't all that hard. The boy was too distracted by the sensation in his groin.

Sparks was distracted too. The kid's manly scent was really strong and his cock tasted of sweat and perhaps some residual dried cum. He totally ignored the occasional pain from thorn pricks and sucked as hard as he could.

Sure he had sucked some random cocks before when out of desperation, he had dabbled with glory holes and some truck drivers, but this was very different. He was getting a real thrill out of being "forced" to pleasure these young jocks.

As with the first, as soon as the cum started blasting into his mouth he sucked as fast and hard as he could. His body shook violently as he felt that hard teen shaft pulse in his mouth and heard the boy cry out in ecstasy.

The scene was pretty much repeated for the remaining two boys. Both almost forgot about the whipping and only delivered a few inconsistent lashes. Both also cried out as they added their loads to Sparks' afternoon diet.

With the round of sucking over, the boys seemed at a loss of exactly what to do next. They discussed it briefly then went with the next part of their original plan.

They led Sparks to the edge of the clearing, had him assume the pushup position and tied his ankle restraints to a small tree stump, with his feet on either side.

They then stood on either side of him. Each one pressed one leg against Sparks' side or thigh and began whipping his back, ass and thighs with the birch branches.

The plan was simple. With his ankles tied the way they were, and the boys on either side of him, when his arms eventually gave out, he would have to drop straight down. That meant his thorn encased cock and balls would be pressed between his body and the ground.

Tanner smiled as he watched things unfold. The boys took their time with the lashes. They weren't all that hard, but hard enough for Sparks to wince with each one.

Tanner wasn't sure how long it lasted, but it seemed like a long time before Sparks' arms showed signs of beginning to give out. His naked body glistened with sweat and he was shaking. Periodically his body would begin to sag in the middle, but he would catch himself and rise back up.

One of the diabolical things that Tanner noticed was that whenever he raised his ass up too high, the boys lashed it really hard. They realized it was just a little easier to maintain that position when arched up.

About halfway through Sparks' ordeal, Tanner asked the boys if the would mind him taking some pictures. None of them did, so Tanner used his cell phone to capture a few pictures and video clips. He got some nice close-ups of Sparks' face and his aroused cock. He saved some of his memory for the "finale" and was glad he did.

Towards the end, as strong as Sparks was, he couldn't hold out forever. His backside had a substantial number of red marks across it and it seemed every muscle in his body was aching.

When the moment came when he just couldn't maintain the position any longer, he let out a loud cry of anguish as he dropped down.

The cry was followed by an even louder scream of pain as the sharp little thorns bit into the sensitive flesh of his aroused penis and testicles.

"ARRRRRRGHHH! GOD! OH MY GOD! AHHHHHHHH!" he cried out!

Though it wasn't planned, the boys acted instinctively in unison. They dropped their

whips and threw themselves on top of Sparks, from his ankles, up to his upper back, effectively pinning him on the ground.

Sparks continued screaming. The pain emanating from his genitals and pubic area was intense. Tears filled his eyes as he fought to regain control.

After what seemed like an eternity of screams intermingled with gasps for air, Sparks began to settle down. The initial shock was over and the pain was becoming manageable.

Eventually the boys got off of him and rolled him over on his back. Tanner was a little worried that some real damage had been done. He watched as one of the boys carefully removed the thorns from Sparks' tortured manhood.

Sparks wince and gasped a few times, then breathed a sigh of relief once they were completely removed.

With the thorns out of the way, Tanner knelt beside Sparks and examined his midsection.

There had been some bleeding for sure, but not as much as Tanner had feared. The thorns were sharp, but not all that big of long. Some had broken the skin, but had not penetrated very far.

Tanner remembered the pack of "wet-wipes" he had in his backpack and used them to wipe off what blood there was. Most seemed to be on his cock, which Tanner figured was understandable. The dang thing was fully engorged. It took a few minutes for the little spots of bleeding to stop.

By then, Sparks seemed fully recovered, well as recovered as he could be. His cock was still hard. Probably from a combination of the pill and the situation he was in.

His cock and balls tingled as he listened to the boys ask Tanner to take some more pictures of Sparks laying there naked and boned and then email them.

Tanner was more than happy to oblige.

With the picture taking completed, and email addresses exchanged, Tanner gave each of the boys twenty dollars from Sparks' wallet and assured them he would be in touch.

They seemed excited about hooking up for some more "fun" again as they ran off.

Tanner waved as they crossed the field, then turned to Sparks.

"Okay slave boy. That was a good warm up. Now we have some preparations to make before tomorrow."

Sparks was a little weak in the knees and felt light headed as he dressed. By the time he was finished, he was as close to being back to normal as could be expected.

A brief discussion about finances followed.

When they left the park, they would go to an ATM machine. Sparks would use his debit card and let Tanner see the balance in both his checking and savings accounts. He had quite a bit since he was well paid and was pretty frugal.

Tanner liked that. Sparks agreed to give Tanner access to his online banking account so that Tanner could monitor his accounts. He was supposed to be getting an allowance from Tanner. Using the debit card would simplify the process. As needed, since Tanner was now receiving his paychecks, Tanner would simply transfer money as needed using Paypal.

Once Tanner saw the balances, he asked Sparks if there was a "sex shop" nearby where they could go to pick up a few more items.

"Yes Sir. There's one that's not too far. I know the owner pretty well and can probably get him to let you in if there's not too many other customers there."

Tanner was excited about that prospect.

His luck continued to hold when they arrived at the shop. There were only a couple of other customers there and the owner knew them really well, so there was no danger of them complaining about a minor being present in the shop.

The owner had known Sparks for a couple of years and was more than happy to do him a favor by letting his young friend in.

Sparks saw the look on the owner's face when he introduced Tanner. It was the same look the other two guys gave Tanner when they saw him.

Sparks listened with amusement as the owner chatted with Tanner. The chat started with small talk. Things like how old he was, what sports he played, and so on. Gradually it shifted to more personal stuff.

As Sparks continued to listen, it occurred to him that Tanner had a very magnetic personality. There was really something about him that was hard to resist.

He was so self-assured. Cocky, but not overly arrogant like so many jocks. And then there were his looks. The kid was built really well and had a solid, lean body, a very solid compact, lean body. Couple that with his imp-like boyish face and you had a look that turned heads, as it was doing with the two customers in the shop.

To say the owner was "blown away" by Tanner would be an understatement. He was surprised when Tanner admitted readily to the fact that he was gay. Not only that, but he liked trying lots of things. Though he was "open" for all types of experiences he explained that he was pretty sure what he like most was dominating other guys. Especially ones that were older than him.

And that's when it suddenly hit the owner!

He looked at Sparks, saw the leather collar around his neck and the leather restraints on his wrists and exclaimed, "Well I'll be damned! You don't mean?"

Tanner was very quick on the up-take. He grinned, looked at Sparks and said firmly, "Go ahead and tell him!"

The owner's mouth dropped open as he listened to what Sparks said next. While he had always presented himself as being a total top, especially when his biker buddies were around, the owner did have his suspicions that Sparks had some hidden desires. Those suspicions were confirmed as Sparks blushed, lowered his voice, and leaned closer.

"Okay, look. I'd really appreciate it if we could keep this just between us. Okay?" Sparks said softly.

"Hey! Sure thing. I wouldn't be in this business long if I wasn't discreet," the owner whispered back.

Tanner prodded him, "GO AHEAD!"

Sparks swallowed hard and then continued, "Okay, well it's simple see. I'm his slave now. He is my master. It's my choice and I'm sticking with it. So anything you can do to help him out will be appreciated."

The owner was in a state of shock. Nothing quite like this had ever happened in his shop before. His clientele was mostly gay guys, except for some women who were dominatrix's.

While he had some customers who were young "masters", or trying to be so, none were this young. He didn't know how this had come about but knew it really didn't matter. Still, he was very intrigued. Even more so when Sparks continued.

"Look, he has some stuff he wants to buy. I'll pay for whatever he wants."

The owner was totally caught up in the moment, and had been smitten by Tanner's demeanor and plucky charm.

His interest continued to grow when Tanner ordered Sparks to wait outside until he was ready for him to pay for what he bought.

The next hour or so was a thrill for everyone there. Even for Sparks who was waiting outside. Though he don't smoke much, he had some loose bills stuffed in his jeans pocket and bought a pack of smokes and some beer from the liquor store across the road.

Back inside, Tanner was busy shopping.

Sparks didn't know it at the time, but the encounter with the shop owner at this critical moment, would end up saving him from some serious physical harm.

The owner accompanied Tanner through the store, showed him things, and more importantly explained things. He was impressed with the fact that Tanner was so open and honest about his desires and experience, including the lack of the same in so many areas.

If he had one big concern, it was Tanner told him about Sparks' desire to have no way out and no safe word as it was called.

"Well look Tanner. I'll be honest. There are a lot of guys who say that, but don't really mean it. It may sound good and exciting when they are all horned up and just thinking about it, but it's another matter when it's actually happening."

"It's a little different in cases where the Master and Slave have been together for awhile. At that point, the Master should know the signs and not push things to the point that real harm is done."

"In your case, and I mean no offense, you are young and new to this. If Sparks really does want to proceed without that `safety net', then the pressure will be on you to figure out how far you can push. It's not that easy. Especially with a guy like Sparks. He seems pretty strong."

Tanner thought for a moment and said, "Yea. I've seen the scars."

The owner thought for a few more moments then continued, "Okay, look, I'll tell you what, I've got some booklets and some Internet links that should help you out. I've give them to you before you leave. I'll also give you my private cell phone number, in case you have questions about anything."

Tanner liked the guy and thanked him as they moved through the shop.

His first purchases were some enema supplies. The owner helped him pick out two kits that included butt plugs with release valves.

"Okay, see, the thing with these plugs is this. The way they are shaped, once they are inside a guy's butt, there is no way a guy can force them out with his anal muscles. It won't happen! The only way is to pull them out."

"So you put the plug in, attach the hose from the enema bag and fill him up. Then you close the valve and wait for as long as you want before opening the valve. Make sure he's over a toilet or something though."

"The other important thing is that you'll need to clean the nozzle out on the butt plug after each use. It's pretty wide, but some shit debris could get lodged in there. That's what those long wire brushes are for."

Tanner examined the kits and picked up one of the brushes. They were quite long. He thought for a moment, then turned to the owner with a wicked grin and said, "You know, these things are really long. I'm thinking it would be wicked if you pushed one through the valve thing when the butt plug was in place and open and twirled it around."

The owner laughed, "You really are a twisted little dude. I like that and will give you a nasty piece of information. Actually the way the valve is designed in the butt plug, you can push the wire brush through while it is closed. It's sort of a one-way valve. Do it fast enough and nothing will leak out. You can then twirl it around while the guy's ass is still full! You know, to really clean him out!"

"And drive him wild!" Tanner concluded.

The enema discussion concluded with the owner tossing a pamphlet into Tanner's basket. It had some enema tips, including ones about how to safely use alcohol.

"Please read that carefully. You might have heard about beer and wine enemas. They do work, but you have to be careful to avoid alcohol poisoning." The owner added.

As the continued through the shop, Tanner added some more toys to his basket. They included dildos of various sizes, butt plugs, cock rings, vibrating eggs, nipple clamps, a "milking wand" (or shocking rod as Tanner knew it), two chastity devices (different from the one Tanner had on), assorted gags and some whips.

He was just about done when a computer display caught his interest.

It was marketing a device he had read about in some stories.

The owner smiled as he recognized Tanner's interest.

"Ahh, okay. This is something new and pretty wild. It works through the Internet. I'll give you the quick explanation. You buy the software and the equipment. You install the software on your computer and you slave boy's' computer. You subscribe to this special website, then you have the slave boy' plug this little box into his computer using the USB plug."

"Once that is done, he connects any or all of these peripherals to that box. One of them is a sleeve that fits over his cock. Another is a wire mesh bag that goes over his balls, and the last is a plug that goes into his ass."

"The two of you connect through that website and start chatting. Is best if you have a Web Cam running. While you do it."

"The fun part is that, you as the Master' have the control panel access on your computer. He doesn't. By remote, you can trigger vibrations and shocks to all three devices and can control their intensity. With the cock sleeve on, you can actually masturbate' your subject as fast as you want. It works surprisingly well."

The set up wasn't cheap, but Tanner figured it would be worth it. The owner helped things along by giving Tanner (actually Sparks) a nice discount.

As promised, at the checkout counter, the owner gave Tanner the information he had promised along with a substantial discount and a bunch of free items.

Tanner was just about to go get Sparks when the owner took a deep breath, smiled at him and asked, "By the way, it is okay if I call you Tanner right?"

Tanner chuckled, "Well, yea. That's my name, why wouldn't it be?"

The owner smiled, nodded towards the two other customers across the room and said, "Well a lot of guys who shop here don't like to use their real names. They have their reasons. Take those two guys for instance. I don't know if you have noticed the way they have been looking at you since you first came in."

Tanner hadn't noticed. He had been too focused on the items in the store. Now he did notice the way they were looking at him. He looked at them smiled a little nodded and then turned back to the owner.

"That's sort of creepy. Especially the way they sort of winked at me." Tanner said.

As savvy as Tanner was, he was still young and inexperienced and didn't always pick up on the signs.

One sign he did pick up on though was that the owner seemed nervous now. He seemed distant for a moment, lost in thought.

Indeed he was!

He stared at Tanner and tried to control himself but just couldn't. He realized he was taking a big risk but couldn't help himself.

"So Tanner, do you know why they are looking at you like that?" he said softly.

Tanner thought for just a moment, then grinned mischievously and said, "Let me guess! They want my body, right?"

As he said it, Tanner took another look at the guys across the shop. In his estimation, they appeared to be somewhere in their thirties. Maybe older. Both were not in the best shape, but weren't too bad. Still they were a lot older.

The owner waited a moment then said, "Well, yea, they do."

He took another big breath and continued, "You might be surprised at just how many guys are out there who would love to get a crack at someone like you. And would pay really well too."

So all of a sudden, here it was! Tanner's "if you got what they want" philosophy was being put to the test. He had already "given" himself to others on the Internet for personal gain. Was this that much different?

Tanner leaned closer to the owner and snapped, "Dude! I ain't no fucking whore!"

For a moment the owner thought he had gone too far, and tried to back off and soften things by saying, "Well, we just met. I didn't think you were. I just thought you might be interested in, well using what you have, while you have it. It's okay though if not. No harm, no foul."

Tanner had provided the obligatory response of indignation. After that, he thought some more, then asked, again, mischievously, "Okay, so let's say I was sort of interested in something. What's in it for me?"

Once again the owner took a deep breath before continuing.

"Okay, I am taking a big risk. You understand that. Right?"

Tanner giggled, "Yea! Yea! I'm not that young! Still I `am' jailbait though, as they say. But if I was cool with it, what would actually be in it for me?"

"Well, with your looks alone, a fair amount of money. Just how much would depend on what you were willing to do. There are some guys around who would pay quite a bit for someone like you who was willing to do some BDSM scenes. Others would pay for just the chance to watch you jack off. It would be totally up to you," he said softly.

Tanner thought for a few moments then replied, "Well I'll think about it. I'm not promising I'll do it."

He picked up one of the guy's cards and stuffed it in his pocket. "I'll call you if I decide to do it." Tanner concluded.

The owner smiled as he finished ringing up Tanner's purchases.

Tanner went outside and got Sparks to come back inside to pay for the purchases. He didn't flinch a bit when he saw the total.

The ride home was a little tough. Tanner had put as much of the stuff as he could in his backpack. The rest he held between himself and Sparks back.

When they arrived at Tanner's house, Sparks pulled up to the curb and Tanner climbed off the bike. Just before he headed to the house, Tanner turned to Sparks and said, "Okay, you did good today slave boy. You go home now and get some rest. You'll need it for tomorrow and no jacking off until I say you can."

Sparks nodded and said firmly, "Yes Sir!"

Tanner grinned as watched Sparks drive off. He was glad he had done the "warm-up" thing, but his balls were really starting to ache. He wished he could get a hard-on and jack off.

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THOUGHTS AND FINAL PREPARATIONS

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Back in his room, Tanner dumped all his stuff on his bed and sat down at his computer to check his email. He wasn't expecting anything in particular.

There were the usual emails connected with his Ebay store and a bunch from guys he met in chat rooms, begging him to come online for some Web Cam sessions. If he weren't wearing the damn chastity device, he probably would have hooked up with someone. As it was though, doing so would just be like torture.

When he was finished responding to the emails he needed to, he logged off and started working on unwrapping all the stuff he had purchased at the sex shop. He emptied his backpack and then repacked it with the items he planned to use with Austin and Sparks the next day. It was a tight fit getting everything in.

When he was done, he gathered up all the wrappings and packaging and took them to the burn barrel at the back of the yard. He didn't want to chance mom or dad finding any of the telltale packages.

As he watched the stuff burn, he reflected on the afternoon's events. He had a lot to think about. He had lucked out in more ways than one.

Shane and his buddies were a great find. He was certain he could use them again if he needed to. Though he was sure they were primarily straight, they were at least open to having some nasty fun. All had gotten boned well before getting their blowjobs.

They had clearly enjoyed punishing and humiliating Sparks and he was sure they would feel the same way if and when he produced some other guys for them to mess with. Eric and Austin came to mind immediately. But there was also Josh and Jeff.

Yes they had really liked getting sucked off, and would probably love fucking. Who wouldn't!

Then there was the whole sex shop thing. That was really a good break. He had gotten a lot of more toys to use, along with lots of tips about how to do "stuff." The booklets and information sheets the owner had given him had a lot of great stuff in them.

He had glanced through one of them in particular and was amazed there were so many ways to cause pain, without doing permanent damage. He had spent a little more time scanning the sections about the penis and testicles.

As he had read on the Internet, contrary to what many thought, a guy's testicles could take a lot of abuse without being damaged. The trick was to do it certain ways.

His balls tingled a lot as he watched the flames in the burn barrel and thought about Sparks' and Austin's balls. They both had fairly large ones that hung low. Tomorrow he would experiment on both of them.

Dang he had so many things he wanted to try. He'd have to go through the instructions for the electro torture thing again. That had a lot of promise. Likewise, he would review the instructions for the enema stuff.

It promised to be an exciting day.

As he stirred the embers with a big stick, he thought about the last conversation he had with the shop owner. He had mixed feelings about it.

There was no question that he'd like the money. He was also reasonably sure that if he did it, things could be arranged so that he would be safe.

The big question was how badly did he want to do it? This would be different than the Internet stuff. While he knew some older guys had watched him on the net, what the owner had proposed would be live and in person.

Though he would never tell them, Tanner actually did like being abused by Eric and Austin. It turned him on quite a bit. He knew it was a short-term thing with them and would give him a great excuse to be really rough with them for the rest of the school year.

He also didn't mind being Dillon's slave boy. That was exciting too.

This other thing though would mean he would have to "perform" for and be used and abused by guys who were significantly older than Eric and Austin. He was pretty sure some of them would probably be fat old men who would make him suck them and probably fuck him too.

Tanner's stomach churned at the thought.

As he broke up the final glowing embers in the barrel he considered the fact that though he felt a little queasy about it, he was actually excited.

There was something strangely exciting about being able to turn other guys on, no matter what their age was. That gave him a sense of power.

As he walked back to his room, it occurred to Tanner that there might very well be some older guys out there who would "get off" on being used by him. Hell, Sparks seemed really turned on by it.

The more he thought about that part, the more he liked the idea of dominating and torturing some other older guys.

Still though, he wasn't sure if he wanted to do it. Hell, he had enough to do with Sparks and the other guys. Then again, it was, at least worth thinking about.

Once he was back in his room, he logged onto his computer again. He had just started checking his Ebay account when his cell phone rang It was Dillon.

"Yo Dude! What's happening? Mom said I could come over for a little while since everything is done here. Is that cool?"

Tanner chuckled, "Yea Dude. I'm just about done sucking the football team. I'll tell them they have to leave."

Dillon gasped, "No SHIT Dude?"

"Damn Dillon you can be so gullible! I mean SHIT man! Yea, come on over. You won't believe what happened this afternoon. It was wild and will be easier if I tell you hear."

Dillon was off the phone in a flash. He didn't know what had happened, but he knew Tanner, and if said was wild, it was probably very wild!

Tanner laughed when Dillon burst into his room just a few minutes later.

"Damn Dude! You couldn't have gotten here any quicker if you had beamed over. Catch your breath already and chill!" Tanner chuckled.

For the moment, the whole "Master/Slave" thing seemed to be set aside and they were simply best friends.

Dillon listened in awe as Tanner outlined all that had happened that afternoon. His eyes widened when Tanner transmitted the pictures and video clips from his phone to his computer and showed them to him.

"Yea, I know the clips are pretty short, but you can get see what was going on," Tanner said.

"Damn! I wish I could have been there. I mean shit! And they all came in his mouth, right?" Dillon inquired.

"Oh yea. Seemed like they shot a lot too, just by the way he was swallowing."

Dillon was very impressed, even more so when Tanner told him about everything that had happened at the sex shop.

"So Sparks isn't pissed about you giving away his money and then spending so much at that shop? Dillon asked wide-eyed.

"No Dude! He's totally cool with it. Having me control his money too seems to really turn him on. Don't get me wrong though. I'm not gonna take advantage of him though. I already have it figured out. I'll be putting most his money that he doesn't need for rent and stuff in a savings account. He will have to earn his allowance though." Tanner explained.

"Okay, that sounds fair. It's way cool that you got all that new stuff too. But what about the other thing? You know that the owner talked to you about? Are you gonna do it?" Dillon asked.

Tanner reflected for a moment, then grinned and said, "Well I'm not sure. I have to think about it. Then again, if my "master' ordered me to do it, I'd have no choice, now would I?"

Tanner didn't quite understand why he said that. It just sort of came out. Then again, as he said it, his balls and the rest of his body did tingle a lot.

Dillon considered what Tanner had just said. He wasn't sure about this, but couldn't escape the fact that just thinking about making Tanner do "stuff" with a bunch of older guys was making his cock get harder.

Dillon smiled and teased; "Now that's not a bad idea. I'll have to think about that one. I'm sure there are plenty of old perv's out there who would love getting a shot at you."

Tanner was about to tease back when he noticed a small envelope on his pillow. Funny how he hadn't noticed it before. Then again his attention was on unwrapping all the stuff from the sex shop.

He hopped over to his bed, picked up the envelope and smiled as he saw the writing on the envelope. It read, "SHITHEAD."

Tanner chuckled to himself as he opened the envelope, "Eric has a way with words."

The note inside was typical Eric.

"Yo Dick Wad! I'm gonna be out with two bitches tonight. But I'll save some for your ass! Yea! I am gonna fuck your fag ass hard when I get home!"

Tanner smiled as he handed the note to Dillon, "Check it out Dude! Knowing Eric, he means it."

Dillon read the note then said, "Yea, seems like it. Wish I could watch that."

They teased and taunted each other for a little bit before Tanner suggested Dillon should use his computer to check his email and stuff.

"Yea Dude, go ahead and check your email and do whatever else you want. I'm gonna throw a pizza in the oven."

Dillon didn't need to be told twice. His own computer was so closely monitored that he couldn't chance accessing his Hotmail account from there.

He didn't have many emails; probably because most of the guys he was "involved" with understood his situation at home and that there would be delays in him responding.

He was surprised to see an email from Jeff, which had been sent just before he left on the camping trip. It wasn't, just a quick note thanking Dillon for being his master and a promise to call him as soon as he returned from the campout.

Dillon's cock started to harden as he thought about Jeff out in the woods. He wondered if the members of his patrol had the opportunity to have some fun with Jeff.

He really hoped so.

As soon as he was done with his emails, Dillon went to one of his favorite BDSM porn sites. He loved watching the videos there. He had just finished watching a hot one that included a bunch of cock and ball tortures when Tanner returned with a couple plates of pizza, a bag of chips and some sodas.

They sat and watched another video while they ate. Both were totally worked up by the time the video was over and the pizza was gone.

"Okay Dude! You said your parents were gone for the weekend, right?" Dillon asked.

Tanner nodded, "Yea, they're on another one of their getaway weekends in the city. Mom gets them from her clients. It's cool, especially now that they figured I don't need a `sitter' anymore."

Dillon giggled, "Oh I don't know about that last part. I mean look what happened with your last baby-sitter,"

Tanner's smile broadened as he chuckled, "Yea, you're right. I guess that really got things going. I mean shit man, look at all the stuff that happened after that."

Dillon grinned some more and said, "Yea, and it all got started because you were horny."

They would have chatted some more if Dillon had more time. As it was, he only had a few minutes left before he had to head home. He certainly didn't want to get grounded with all the stuff that was happening.

"So anyway," Dillon continued, "I gotta go soon. Before I do though, you need to get naked, and stay naked until it's time to go to Sparks' place tomorrow. And speaking of tomorrow, I know where the key is so I'll just let myself in the morning. I'll call you when I am at the computer."

Tanner pulled off his clothes, tossed them aside, then asked, "So like is there any chance I could have the chastity thing off for just tomorrow?"

Dillon shook his head and said, "No, sorry dude. It hasn't been even a full week yet. You still have more time to go."

Tanner had figured that Dillon would say know. Still it was worth a try. He was getting increasingly desperate. In a couple of days it would be a week since he been able to get an erection. It was becoming sheer hell for the continually horny teen.

Tanner was surprised when Dillon left without making him do anything else. It was probably just as well, since he was expecting Eric to "use" him when he got home. He was certain that Eric wouldn't forget about his promise.

As Dillon had ordered, he remained naked as he went about his business, which was to go over his plans for Sunday. He read through all the information he had gotten at the sex shop and reviewed the instructions that came with the electro torture kit. He was really looking forward to using it on both Sparks and Austin. He just wished there was a way to hook them up to it at the same time. That would really be wild.

Eventually Tanner started getting sleepy so he shut out the lights and climbed into bed. He was hoping to get a few hours sleep before Eric got home.

It didn't take long for him to doze off. It had been a really intense day.

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ALL AROUND THE TOWN AND BEYOND or BOYS NIGHT OUT

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As the saying goes, "Boys Will BE Boys", and all the boys connected with Dillon and Tanner were definitely being boys on Saturday night!

JOSH- As planned, Josh and his two younger cousins slept in the clubhouse. The cousins had fun with Josh. As agreed upon earlier in the day, he was their slave. Things started off simple enough that night. Josh was ordered to strip naked and then to do a bunch of exercises while his cousins watched. Of course he got boned very quickly.

After the exercises, the cousins tied his hands behind his back and his feet together. They had opened their sleeping bags up and laid them out on the floor in front of the fireplace.

Josh was positioned in the middle of the sleeping bags, on his back. The plan was that for the rest of the night, the cousins would take turns doing whatever they wanted to Josh.

They had planned to stay up all night, and made it till the wee hours of the morning before they finally fell asleep.

Their "turns" had involved mostly just feeling Josh up and jacking him off. They tried to keep a record of how many times they had made him cum, but lost track somewhere along the line. Still though, by the time they finally woke up, they were certain it had been at least eight times.

If there was one thing that surprised Josh, it was the fact that neither one of his cousins had made him suck cock. He had expected that.

No matter, he was certain Dillon and Tanner would rectify that once he got back home.

JEFF- The wildly horned 14-year-old patrol leader had a similar night at the campout. Jared, the young, blond haired imp, had won the right to sleep in Jeff's tent and do whatever he wanted with Jeff during the night.

The day long hike had apparently tired out most of the members of the Troop so it wasn't long after lights out that things got really quiet and Jared was able to get down to business.

He made Jeff sleep naked. Well DUH! A no brainer there. Jared poked his head under the top of Jeff's sleeping bag, turned on his little pen light and "examined" Jeff's body closely. It was a thrill for both boys.

Like Josh, Jeff boned up quickly. Jared took his time fondling Jeff's cock and balls. He then jacked him off to the point that Jeff was getting close to shooting. Once there, he slapped Jeff's cock as hard as he could over and over again. He was careful not to make too much noise.

The "jacking/slapping" drill was repeated a number of times during the night. Jared loved playing with Jeff's manhood and bringing him close to the edge over and over again without making him cum.

By around three in the morning, Jeff was getting desperate to cum. Jared had told him he couldn't do it himself and had tied his hands behind his back to make sure.

Jared managed to keep Jeff really worked up by stripping naked himself and slipping inside Jeff's sleeping bag at various times to rub his body against Jeff's.

Needless to say, by morning Jeff was totally desperate to cum. It was just before dawn when Jared had woken up yet again and was jacking Jeff slowly when Jeff whimpered, "Dude, please let me cum this time. I'm begging you man. I'll do whatever you want."

Jared smiled and whispered back, "Okay. It's a deal. Just remember what you said. `Whatever I want.'"

So it was that Jeff was able to "cream" inside his sleeping bag at young Jared's hand. It remained to be seen just what Jared would want at some point.

AUSTIN- So Austin had to work at the theater. He did have a date with a particularly hot cheerleader after he got off work. A friend had dropped her off at the theater, where she waited in the lobby for Austin.

They went out for something to eat as soon as he was done.

As they talked at the restaurant, Austin could tell that she was just as horny as he was. Maybe more so. So many of her comments were laced with sexual innuendos.

By the time they left the restaurant and climbed into the car, Austin was so boned he had to "adjust" himself to avoid the bottom of the steering wheel.

The girl suggested they go to a remote "parking spot." Austin knew of one, and drove there in a sort of daze.

It was the spot where he and Eric had "abused" Tanner earlier in the week.

Once they were parked, things proceeded they way they had on a lot of Austin's previous dates. There was a lot of kissing and eventually fondling.

At one point, Austin found himself sucking her tits, while she reached inside his pants and played with his hard cock.

It might have gone a lot further if Austin hadn't had so many new "experiences." It was while he was sucking her tit, that Austin started remembering sucking Eric's cock.

Without any warning, his cock exploded inside his pants. The girl felt it pulse and finished him off as fast as she could.

The conversation that followed was strained.

Austin apologized for cumming so fast. The girl seemed disappointed, but seemed to accept it. Heck, what girl wouldn't love the chance to make the star quarterback cum at her hand?

The ride home was a quiet one. Try as he might, Austin couldn't get his mind back on the girl sitting in the car beside him. Instead, all he could think about was what would be happening the next day.

The result of those thoughts was, that by the time he dropped his date off, his cock was once again, on it's way back up.

ERIC- Then there was Eric. True to form, Eric had chosen to go out with a girl who was a total slut. Well at least as far as he was concerned. He had hoped for a quick and easy "score."

Unfortunately for Eric, the girl wasn't as "slutty" as he thought. He ended up spending a lot of money on dinner before eventually getting to her place.

The parents were out and Eric figured she would be an easy conquest.

Things to be right on track until the "bitch" started shifting the conversation around to Austin. She knew that Eric and he were best friends and wanted to know more about Austin.

There were times when Eric actually could be a dumb jock, and this was one of them. He had been correct about her "virtue level", but wrong about the fact that she was a total "slut."

She had been excited when Eric asked her out, but mostly because she knew that Austin was Eric's best friend. And Austin was a "dream boy!"

Eric eventually got frustrated about answering all the Austin questions and tried to "move things along."

She put up with some groping and kissing, but ended up shutting things off when Eric began getting more and more physical.

A yelling match ensued, during which Eric called her a "cock-teasing bitch", among other things before he stomped out.

So it was, that, it was an insanely frustrated Eric, who headed home. He had not gotten the relief he had sought so desperately. His only consolation was that he had a warm mouth and tight little ass waiting for him at home.

TANNER- It was a good thing that Tanner had managed to get a couple hours of sleep before his brother stormed into the house and dragged him out of his bed.

Tanner had seen Eric worked up and pissed off before, but never quite like this.

He was dragged into Eric's room, thrown on the bed and then told, "OKAY little brother! Looks like you're gonna have to be my bitch for tonight! I don't give a shit what you do to me in the future. All I know is for now, you are mine you little fag bitch!"

As strong and scrappy as Tanner was, he was no match for his older brother. Eric shouted and blustered as he slapped Tanner around before forcing him down and mounting him like a crazed dog.

Tanner tried to keep from screaming but couldn't. Eric was fucking him to fast and hard.

Fortunately for Tanner, Eric was so "worked up" that it didn't take long before he shot his load inside Tanner's tight muscular ass.

Eric snarled as he slipped out of his younger brother's ass, "Don't go too far dickhead! I'll be needing your tight ass again soon."

Tanner remained where he was as Eric continued shouting and smack-talking. It wasn't long before Eric's words trailed off and started snoring.

Tanner smiled knowingly as he climbed off of Eric's bed and returned to his room.

It was only recently that he had learned that Eric was a lot like Austin, in that he tended to recover quickly after cumming. More importantly though, given the current situation, he knew that once Eric dozed off, he was "out-like-a-light!"

Back in his room, Tanner set his alarm so he'd be able to wake Eric up with just enough time for him to shower and dress before work.

He smiled as he drifted off to sleep. His ass was hurting from Eric's brutal assault, and his balls were aching for lack of release, but his body tingled all over as he thought about the day ahead.

Hard-on or not, he would enjoy himself by making Austin and Sparks suffer as they never had before!

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REFLECTIONS/COMMENTARY:

Thanks to all who have taken the time to email me. Praise and constructive comments and suggestions are most welcome. Destructive comments are ignored. Write your own story and post it if you don't like mine! J

Suggestions & Requests- There is still time to get requests/suggestions in for the next Chapter, although it has already begun to be written. The primary FOCUS is on Tanner and his day with Sparks and Austin at Sparks' townhouse apartment.

Also, I'd appreciate hearing some comments about Tanner's chastity device. How long should the horny teen be forced to wear it before he goes insane? Care to speculate what life would be like for a 15-year-old boy who cannot get totally hard?

For the moment, Tanner is leaning towards "blowing off" the opportunity to essentially "sell" himself or others to some of the clearly older clientele of the sex shop. It remains to be seen if that will happen. For the moment, Tanner has enough going on! Then again, Tanner is Tanner! And Tanner doesn't want, nor need a "Sitter" anymore!

--- THANKS FOR READING ----

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