Ties That Bind

DISCLAIMER: WARNING!! This is a work of homoerotic fiction written by an adult for the purpose of entertainment for other adults. If you are not eighteen years of age or you have any problem with this type of literature then this is a warning to read no further. The author will not be held responsible for any reason if you do.

(Codes: M/M BD/SM Master/slave WS Anal Oral)

Copyright 2003 Waddie Greywolf Mail to: waddiebear@yahoo.com

===================================================== THE TIES THAT BIND By Waddie Greywolf

CHAPTER 28 ~ The Dawning Of Aquarius

Part I ~ Physician, heal thyself.

Will insisted on getting up at the crack of dawn with Chief to go downstairs, have coffee with him, and see him off for the day. There was a mystical bond that was developing between Chief and Will. Chief, being a native American, could sense the special gifts Will possessed and like all of us, was disarmed by his unassuming charm. Chief was touched the young man thought enough of him to want to see him off for the day. Chief left for work with a light heart. Likewise, Will stayed up to wish the Dungeon Master and I a good day and see us off on our morning run.

He made more coffee by the time we got back and helped me with breakfast. He was willing to do anything to help. His appointment with Dr. Tagame and Dr. Bear, as we called Doctor Dan, was not until three in the afternoon. He didn't seem the least concerned. He felt great. No pain anywhere. Neither did I have any for that matter. Maybe he really could do the things he claimed. The Dungeon Master scolded me half way though our run when we stopped to rest.

"Look what you've seen in the last few months if anyone told you what you would witness you would've called them crazy. Let's wait and see before we start passing judgement."

He was right and I apologized. Like always, Big Jim could zero in on a problem and reduce it to its smallest component for an anxious slave. We got through our morning workout and left the gym spotless. We were just leaving as the owner arrived and a few of the early morning regulars came in. The owner took one look at the ring through my nose and whistled.

"Nice, slave, very nice." He had our number and the Dungeon Master winked at me as if to say 'go a head show him the rest.'

"We were in Palm Springs over the weekend and my Master thought I would look good with these." I dropped my overalls below my waist to show him all the piercings. He almost had a heart attack laughing.

"Son of a bitch!" he exclaimed, "Master Jim is one hell of a good Master. He doesn't mess around. When he does something he does it right. Congratulations, Son." He grabbed me and hugged me. He was a good man.

The three regulars almost fainted but not before they took a good long look. Now they knew what Master Jim and my relationship was all about. They smiled knowingly to each other like, "We knew all along." Yeah, sure they did.

It was funny to me, small acts like that, telling the owner I was Big Jim's slave, seemed to bond me to him even closer. To hear myself admit in public that I was the big man's slave and not ashamed of it only cemented months of Master Jeb's, Chief's and the Dungeon Master's training.

I wanted the world to know, I was proud to be seen with and to serve this giant man; that he owned me, I belonged to him, and I was his property was icing on the cake. Three quarters of the queens that came to that gym shared my opinion. They would've killed me in an instant to take my place. That made me feel even closer to him. Maybe what he and Master Earl had agreed to was not gonna' be so bad after all. Master Zack, as uncomplicated as he was, could come up with some gut wrenching truths. I was a lucky slave.

We loaded up Will in Chief's truck. Chief gave the Dungeon Master a second set of keys and insisted we use it to take Will to the hospital today. We left right at two o'clock and were at the hospital, parked and on our way in by two forty-five. Yoshie saw us coming and ushered us into a small examining room. He left to find bear Dan. Big Dan came into the room with a flourish, shook hands with Big Jim and me.

"That's, Dungeon Master," he smiled at Big Jim, "and slave, Beau, right?"

"Yes, Sir, Doctor Dan." My Master replied.

"And you, young man, did you take my advice and mind this fine Master?"

"Yes, Sir, Doctor Dan, he and Beau took me to the desert to meet my new family."

"Did you have a good time? You probably were in a lot of pain? Yes?"

"Oh, No, Sir. The pain went away by Wednesday and I could get around pretty well by Friday evening. I'm healed now. You may remove the bandages."

"Not so fast, Youngster. Let's have a look at you and get some pictures." Big Dan thumped around on Will's chest lightly and got no pain response. He thumped a little harder. Nothing. Will smiled like, "I told you so." Doctor Bear got the message and smiled back.

"You don't mind if we confirm your diagnosis with some pictures do you, slave boy?"

"Oh, no, Sir, you have to be sure." Like, I'm sure but I know you want to be as well.

"Well, thanks, Son." He smiled placating Will. "Can you come with me or do you need me to get a wheel chair?" The Dungeon Master and I broke up laughing.

"He's been running around on his own all weekend, Doc." I told him.

"Okay, then follow me, Will." He and Yohsie left with Will and we waited in the reception area talking. Pretty soon they sent Will to rejoin us. Doc Bear and Yoshie were gone for quite a while and then finally Yoshie came and took us back into the same small room. Yoshie left and soon Doc Bear and another older doctor came in with him.

"This is Dr. Crane, head of orthopedics here at Queen of Angels. He wanted to go over the x-rays with you, us, and Will."

Dr. Crane put the x-rays up on a back-lit clip board and turned on the light. You could see everything in Will's bone structure of his chest and another photo of his arm. I'd seen enough x-rays to know I was looking at a pretty normal healthy bone structure. I nudged the Dungeon Master with my elbow. Dr. Crane also had the x-rays from last Sunday and put them up as well. He turned to look at Will and surveyed us individually over the half rims of his glasses.

"Now, Gentlemen, would someone like to explain to me how this young man's ribs and arm could have gone from this," he pointed to the photos from Sunday, "to this," he pointed to the x-rays taken today, "in one week." He continued, "from major breaks and trauma to almost completely healed? I've seen some miraculous things in my day so I'm gonna' keep an open mind. I just want to know and learn."

"Maybe I can help." I stepped forward. "You can see my nose was pierced over the weekend. I had three other piercings you may examine. Consider, they were all done day before yesterday and they're now completely healed."

All three wanted to see, especially Yoshie and Dan. I dropped my overalls for them to see. Doctor Crane had no shyness in examining my dick and tit piercings. He used a scope to look in my nose.

"Are you telling me these healings are related?"

"Yes, Sir, Doctor Crane, Will healed me. With the help of another gifted man he healed himself." Will smiled at the Doctor. Doctor Crane shook his head.

"Okay, I told you,... you had those piercings, Saturday?" I nodded, "that I would keep an open mind. I'll live up to that statement. I've heard of people who could heal by laying on of hands but never came across anyone who truly could do what he claimed. This is pretty remarkable if it's true. The paradox is, it couldn't be true but there's the proof. Pictures don't lie so I must assume that the two of you aren't lying to me either."

"Will, can you heal anyone?"

"No, Sir, it depends on how sick they are and if they are willing to be healed. Some folks who are dying aren't willing to give up their sickness. My gift is small, Doctor, I'm not a real strong healer. It takes me longer than it does others who can heal. I can do small healings but there are others who are much stronger than I. I found a man in my new family who is far stronger than I am. He held me for about and hour and a half last night and I took what I needed from him to complete my healing."

"You can heal yourself?"

"Yes, Sir, but it takes longer by myself. It would've taken me another three, maybe four days to do what Josh did in an hour and a half."

"And who is this,-- Josh?"

"Josh Cochran, my platoon leader in Vietnam. I just found him again this past weekend after all these years and Beau gave him back his dick." That tripped the doctor's reality switch. He shook his head and turned his back to us to laugh.

"His what?"

"Perhaps I can help with that one, Doctor Crane." Yoshie patiently explained about me being a field corpsman in Nam, saving Lt. Cochran's life and putting his penis in my pocket. He told the whole story but he didn't know I gave it back to him. Doctor Crane looked at us with a blank look on his face and ask quietly.

"I mean no disrespect and I certainly don't mean to be rude but who are you people?" he turned and laughed again. "That has to be one of the most remarkable stories I've ever heard in my life. You actually preserved the man's penis and returned it to him after eight years?"

"Yes, Sir."

"How did he react?"

"He was thrilled I thought enough of him to do it, in hopes of running into him again someday. He said he felt whole again." The doctor mused while the big bear doctor was laughing his ass off, knowing the greater ramifications of the story we weren't sharing with Doctor Crane. He couldn't wait to get rid of him to hear the rest.

"It's weird, but you know, I think I can understand." allowed Dr. Crane. "Can you heal a child who has severe burns on his arms and is in great pain, Will?"

"Yes, Sir, I can blow fire away. I may be able to speed his recovery but can't completely heal him overnight if he's badly burned."

"Blow fire away?" the doctor asked as if he wasn't sure what he heard.

"Yes Sir, blow the fire away from a burn victim, I've seen him do it." I backed Will up.

"So have I." agreed the Dungeon Master.

"Doctor, I can vouch for these men. They wouldn't lie." Yoshie spoke.

"The patient is here in the hospital, Will. I wouldn't consider trying something like this on a regular patient but he happens to be my grandson. He's in severe pain and none of the medications cut through it. Would you try to help him?"

"Sure Doctor, if you take these bandages off and this cast off my arm."

"See to it Doctors and let me know when you've finish. I'm convinced he's healed, aren't you?"

"I was when I saw the x-rays, Doctor. We just needed your support and final approval."

"You did the right thing, fix him up and let me know." He walked out. Big bear Dan slapped his leg and looked at Yoshie.

"What did I tell you about the power of love, Son? Now, I want every detail from you guys and don't leave out a damn thing." he roared a big bear laugh. We told him everything about us, the family, Josh, me, and how Will fit in to all this. We told him about Wes. Yoshie backed us up as God's gospel truth. He laughed and laughed.

"Here's this new intern, a wealth of knowledge,... things I have no idea about, and....me and my slave of eight years must meet your family if we may be invited sometime."

"That would be up the Dungeon Master, Doctor Dan."

"Master Jim is the Dungeon Master, right, and you and Will's Master at this time?"

"Yes, Sir, that's correct."

"We would be honored to have you and your slave visit our family the next get together we have. We're hoping Yoshie and his Master can join us as well. They're all ready members of our family and can sponsor you for membership if you like." said Big Jim.

"Let's take a look at each other first, Dungeon Master." He held out his hand to shake Big Jim's.

"Of course, Doctor Dan, we have a probationary period for membership." he replied as Dungeon Master.

"Wise idea." replied Doctor Dan, "Didn't I tell you last Sunday you got a fine new Master, didn't I,Scamp?" Doctor Dan looked into Will's blue eyes.

"Yes, Sir, Doctor Dan." Will was smiling from ear to ear as the bandages were coming off.

"Doctor Dan 'don't' lie, Son. Think you can help Doc Crane's grandson, Will?"

"With Beau's help, I know I can."

'Me, what do I have to do with it?' I thought to myself.

"Don't worry, Beau, all you have to do is hold my hand. I'll channel your gift through me."

'Gift, what gift was the kid talking about?' I thought. I felt a big hand on my shoulder and a whisper in my ear,

"I've always known about it, Beaver, trust me, trust Will, but most of all, trust yourself!"

"It may drain you, Beau, for a while but you'll feel all right in about an hour. Especially if we get something to eat right after."

"Late lunch, early dinner on me in the cafeteria right after guys, Yoshie?"The big Bear Doc offered.

"Thanks, Doc Dan, we'll take you up on it." replied Big Jim. "We'd be honored."

"No, Dungeon Master, I'll be the one honored to share a meal with you guys."

"Never a dull moment around here." Said Yoshie.

"Here's this new intern," He did a thumb motion towards Yoshie, "Oriental in appearance. I think to myself he would have no idea of my lifestyle and here he knows more about it than I do. Is that a hoot or what? Wait'll I tell my slave, Joe, about this. He's gonna' have a field day laughing at his old hard nosed Master." We all laughed. Yoshie went to tell Doctor Crane we were through. He entered the room again and checked Will's arm rotation and thumped on Will's chest for any sign of pain and shook his head.

"Will you try to help my grandson, Will?"

"Yes, Sir, Beau and I are ready, Sir. I must lightly touch his burn, will that cause him too much pain? I don't want to inflict more pain on him. Once I touch the area I can blow the fire away. Then he won't have pain."

"I'll explain it to him, Son. Please, Gentlemen, follow me."

"May I explain to him exactly what I'm going to do, Doctor Crane."

"Sure, Son, he's a bright boy. Of course any grandfather's gonna' say that about their grandson, right?" He laughed.

We took the elevator to the children's ward, into a private room where the Doctor's beautiful grandson lay in pain from third degree burns to his neck, arm and a third of his upper torso. He was only five years old and was obviously in a lot of pain. Tears came to my eyes immediately. Doctor Crane went to his side and took his good hand and spoke softly to him.

"Lyle, these men are here to visit with you. One of them has a gift of healing burns. We're not sure just how it works but he'd like to try to help you. Will you let him?"

"Yes, gram-paw, anything you say."

"He'll explain what he needs to do, so try to listen carefully to him."

"Aw-right gram-paw, I will."

"Hi, Lyle, my name is Will. This man here with the ring through his nose," Will motioned to me, "is going to assist me. His name is Beau. The very large gentleman behind him is Big Jim. You can see why we call him 'Big.'" Lyle tried to smile and looked into Big Jim's eyes then back to Will's. "I know you're hurting bad and I want to stop that hurt. With your permission I need to lightly touch your burned area and then blow gently on it. You'll feel the fire being blown out of your body, out of your burn."

"Why does Beau have a ring in his nose, Will?"

"Because his Master loves him very much and gave it to him. He wears it proudly as a sign of his Master's love for him." We were all stunned Will told the kid the truth. He told me later if he hadn't the kid would have known in an instant and wouldn't have allowed the healing to take place. It seemed a wise move at any cost.

"Okay, Will, I trust you,-- you can touch me."

"Now, if I hurt you remember it's only going to be for a minute and then I'll take all the pain away, understand?"

"Yes, Will, I understand."

Will gave me his left hand to hold. I took it choking back the tears. Doctor Crane could see I was in distress and I didn't know it but so was my giant. Doctor Crane was moved by our empathy. Will lightly touched several really bad spots on Lyle but he didn't seem to flinch or cry out at all. Will barely touched him. Will blew ever so gently across all of the burned area. Lyle's eyes began to get larger and larger. His grandfather was becoming concerned when Will announced,

"There,--it's gone,---I blew your fire away, didn't I, Lyle?"

The boy began to cry tears of relief, opened his arms to Will, hugged him and wouldn't let him go. His grandfather was in tears. The four of us Doc Dan, Yoshie, Big Jim and I were all in tears. Tears of happiness that this bright, beautiful little boy child was not in pain any more.

"Now you can began to heal properly with your granddad's help. I can come back and visit if you like."

"Oh, please, Will, bring your friends, Beau and Big Jim, I want to know them better, especially the giant. He's such a nice man. He's Beau's Master, isn't he?"

"Yes, he is, Lyle, and he's my Master, too. We think he's pretty terrific. How did you know?"

"I can see they're colors changing together. They love each other and you love them, too. I can see yours changing with them. I've never seen such deep purples, reds and golds like you guys give off before."

"You have a gift, Lyle. You will become a great healer yourself one day. Do you feel better now? Did Will blow away the fire for you?"

"It's all gone, Will, I love you for making the pain go away."

Will couldn't contain it any longer and broke down as he hugged the little tyke again. His grandfather then hugged the boy and ask if he had any pain.

"Not a bit." Lyle replied. Doctor Crane was bananas. He walked us out to the hall.

"What can I give you, Will, for doing this? Name your price, Son, it's yours."

"I can't accept any kind of payment, Doctor Crane, if I did I might loose my gift and I don't want to take that chance." Crane pulled Will to him and sobbed in his arms and thanked him again and again. I was feeling light headed and had to sit down.

"Food!" said the Bear Doc. "Doctor Crane, I promised these gentlemen a late lunch early dinner in our cafeteria, will you join us?"

"I'd be happy, too, can I buy?"

"No, Sir, you can't but Doc. Dan may." We all laughed that Will was so protective of his gift. He was dead serious.

"I understand, completely, Young Man, and will abide by your wishes. Let me tell my grandson I'll be back after I get a bite to eat." We waited and he returned with tears in his eyes again.

"The pain is completely gone, he's hungry, and that's a good sign. Will, you have a six year old boy who is now your number one fan and an old foolish skeptic of a doctor who is forever in your debt. If there's ever any thing I can do for you or your friends you have but to ask. If you ever have so much as a hang nail, my services and this Hospital's are here for you."

"Thanks, Doctor Crane, but your thanks and his face when the pain went away is enough."

We had a wonderful early dinner with the three doctors. It was the first chance Yoshie had to talk with the head of orthopedics and he impressed Doctor Crane. We finished our meal when Doc Crane looked at me and asked,

"Did it hurt when you had those piercings, Beau?"

"It hurt my tits like hell, Doctor Crane. The guy deadened my septum and I didn't even feel my penis being pierced. He announced to me it was done and I couldn't believe it. My tits were pretty sore until Will told me he could take the pain away and they would heal quicker. He did, too."

"I'm amazed, it looks like they were done months ago. Big Jim, here, is your Master?"

"Mine, too, Doctor Crane." Will interjected, "He and Beau adopted me after my other Master beat me pretty badly."

"He's a good man then. My grandson has a way of knowing if people are good or not. He wants you all to come back to visit if you could. I would appreciate it too if you could spare the time. How about it, Master Jim?"

I thought Yoshie and Doc Dan were going to shit their pants trying to contain themselves. Doc Dan kicked Yoshie under the table in jest.

"We'd be honored to come visit him, Doctor Crane. We'll call to make sure you're going to be here when we come. How long will he be here?"

"Probably about a month, Jim. I'd really appreciate it and I know Lyle will be thrilled."

"Excuse me, Doctor Crane, but he'll be out of here in less than two weeks." Will said matter of factly. "He has the gift, too. He can see our auras and by giving him our energy, he's learned how to heal himself. He'll never forget. He'll experience accelerated recovery due to his own gift."

"After what I just witnessed, Will, I'm not gonna' say it won't happen. Lyle wanted me to ask you, Will, when will your Master put a ring through your nose?" Will spoke up like a trooper and told the truth.

"Tell him not for sometime, he just became my Master last Sunday and I have to earn a ring. It isn't just given to a man. Beau had earned the right to wear that ring."

"Indeed he has, Doctor Crane." Yoshie backed Will up.

"Gentlemen, I know I'm treading on ground I know nothing about and know when to bow out gracefully. Just let me say, your goodness of spirit confirms that you all appear happy and comfortable in your lives and I am proud to call you my friends. Now, if you'll excuse me I'd like to get back to Lyle and make sure he eats."

He shook everyone's hands, hugged Will and thanked him again. We sat there in silence for a minute and then Doc Dan and Yoshie started laughing their ass's off. They bonded that day as friends. Doc Dan said he was impressed by the way the old man handled a situation. He knew nothing about us or our lifestyle, could only guess, but communicated with us with respect and dignity.

The Dungeon Master and I were amazed at Will, his talents, his humility, his selflessness, and his ability to handle others with dignity, simplicity and poise. We both swore to him we would never question him again. He smiled sweetly. Doc Dan and Yoshie didn't want us to leave but they got busy with an emergency. We waved goodbye and told them we'd be in touch.

We drove back to Mt Washington and it was getting late. Big Jim called to tell Master Jeb we would be late and not to worry Will had taken over the hospital. He laughed and said,

"Jeb, you think we've seen some shit in our day but this little Will is unbelievable. We'll fill you in on the details later. Make sure Chief waits around for us."

They were having dinner when we arrived. Chief cooked hamburgers for the two of them. Master Jeb bragged on Chief's cooking. I got some ice cream for the Dungeon Master, Will and I. We sat eating with them and Big Jim began to relate the story of how Will took over Queen of Angeles. Will giggled as the Dungeon Master embellished his story. Will and I were like a black, gospel chorus, saying amen to everything. Master Jeb and Chief were surprised to see Will without his bandages and cast.

"He's completely healed." The Dungeon Master said. "We saw the x-rays. The head of orthopedics came in to verify the other two doctor's findings."

"He was pretty open minded and ask Will to help his grandson who'd been badly burned. Will and Beau took the child's pain away. His grandfather was so grateful he had dinner with us."

"I knew you were good for something, Kid. Gonna' bunk it in with the red man again tonight?" Chief asked Will as he took him in his arms and hugged him.

"If you want me to, Chief, I'd love to."

"I don't know, Sprout, you're all well now and that little ass of yours looks mighty tempting." He said razzing Will.

"I'd be honored if you took all you wanted of my slave ass, Master Chief. I haven't been fucked in a long time. Oh, please, Master Chief, would you, Sir?"

"How could I deny a request like that, Gentlemen?"

"I'd say you were a fool if you did, Chief." Master Jeb laughed.

"Amen from this corner, eh, Beaver?" The Dungeon Master passed to me. I gave Chief the thumbs up sign.

"Give 'em a grand opening, Chief."

"Come here, Scamp!" Will sat in Chief's lap. "Feel that thing in my coveralls that's rock hard?"

"Yes, Sir, Chief."

"Every inch of that has your name written on it."

"You mean you have William Leslie Blake in inch high letters on your cock."

"No, silly, you know what I mean."Chief laughed.

"It does feel like it could do the job." Will joked

"I promise there's enough there to make you cry 'Uncle'."

"Certainly is!" I said under my breath but loud enough they could hear it. They all laughed.

"When you slide down Chief's totem pole you'll know you been fucked, Sprout. You'll be one white man that got fucked by the Indians instead of the other way around." We all laughed.

Chief petted him and kissed Will while we finished our ice cream. Chief couldn't get the smile off his face. The phone rang. The Dungeon Master reached to answer it.

"Hey, Josh, how ya'doing?"

"Yeah, he took over the hospital." Big Jim laughed,. "They made him a resident healer. They told two doctors to go home they didn't need 'em anymore, Will was here." We all fell out laughing at Big Jim exaggeration of the days happenings.

"Nurse Beau? Yeah he's here. I'll let him tell you the details."

"Hello, Master Josh, how are you and my Bro?"

"We're fine, sweet baby, and you?"Josh asked.

"Couldn't be better. Just got back from the hospital about thirty minutes ago."

"I told Will I'd call and talk to you about his progress." said Josh.

"What progress? They took his bandages and cast off. Told him to go home he was healed."

"You're kidding?"

"I shit you not, Sir, I saw the x-rays. The two doctors brought the head orthopedic doctor to confirm their findings he was almost completely healed."

"My God, that's amazing. It sends cold shivers down my spine to think I may have had something to do with it."

"He swears and be'damns that you were the main reason he healed that fast. He took away the pain from the chief orthopedic doctor's grandson. The boy had third degree burns on a third of his body. Just blew it away. The Dungeon Master and I were there, we saw it."

"Son of a bitch." Josh laughed. "I guess he did take over the hospital. Can I talk to him?"

"Sure, he's right here."

"Will, it's Master Josh, he wants to talk with you."

"Hello, Master Josh and thanks again. They took those damn bandages and cast off today."

"You really think it was because of me, Son?"

"Yes, Sir, you'll begin to believe in a little while. Beau and I will show you how to use it if you want to. But, you must never accept payment for healing someone. You might lose the gift. What was freely given to you must be freely given unto others."

"Fucking amazing. You're feeling better then?"

"Oh, yes Sir, so good in fact Big Chief promise white boy can sit'um on totem pole tonight." Josh Cochran damn near dropped the phone laughing.

"Oh, fuck, I guess you are feeling better if Chief's gonna' slam that big piece of red-man meat into you. Lucky little save-boy. All right, Sprout, you got my attention. I'm interested. When do you want Breed and I to ride up and help with Master Jeb?"

"Let me check. Master Jeb, Master Josh wants to know when he and Breed can ride up to help me with you?"

"Wednesday evenings fine. Tell them to plan on staying over and we'll have dinner for them."

"I heard him, Will, that'll be fine with us. We'll probably be up there before the sun goes down, around six, see you then, Tiger. You give Chief a good ride Son, ya' hear."

"Oh, I plan to, Sir, thanks for calling, Master Josh. We'll look forward to seeing you and Breed." A few minutes later the phone rang again. I was nearest and picked it up.

"Hello, Mt. Washington!" I said.

"Is this my slave?" I recognized the voice and immediately got hard. I paused for a second.

"You did it again." I spoke in a soft voice into the receiver. Much laughter on the other end of the line.

"Nice to know this old man's still got it, slave."

"You always will, Sir, and you know it. The Dungeon Master didn't have to ask who was on the line he just saw my cock salute. It's like someone put up the pole but forgot the flag." I got laughter from both ends of the line. "But you didn't call to speak to slave number three."

"Yes, I did, I wanted to find out from my new slave's caretaker what the doctors found."

"Nothing, Sir."

"What do you mean 'nothing', slave?"

"No broken arm, no broken ribs, nothing. They took the bandages and the cast off his arm."

"Noooo, you gotta' be shittin' me."

"Indeed, I'm not, we saw the x-rays. The chief of orthopedics had to come and confirm the other two doctors's findings. He's fine, bright eyed, and bushy tailed. Chief promised him a grand opening tonight." Much laugher from Master Zack. "Wanna' talk to him, Sir?"

"Please, if he's handy."

"Oh, he's handy all right, here...." I handed the phone to Will.

"Master Zack?" Will questioned with the receiver to his ear.

"How are you, Son?" Master Zack replied.

"Better now that you've called. I'm so glad they took those bandages off and that itchy cast."

"I'll bet you are, so does that mean the next time we see each other I get to make love to my slave and use him like a Master should?"

"Absolutely, Master Zack. This slave hasn't been used by a real Master in over three years; however, I just may get lucky tonight."

"I heard, you give that man your best and that's an order, Son. He deserves your best."

"I certainly will obey you, Sir, I feel the same way but the thought of YOU using me makes my dick hard, Master Zack."

"Mine, too, Son. I just wanted to call and see how it went. I'm pleased and happy that all went well for you at the hospital. I had no idea you really would heal that fast but you told me you would, didn't you? I should have trusted you, I won't make that mistake again, Son, I promise."

"I understand, Master Zack. It's hard for people to believe some of the truths I tell them but that never changed my love for you for a minute."

"I think you really mean that, Son, and you know how I feel about you. I'll let you go and we'll get together soon, I promise. I really need to see my new slave. I may ask Sarge and Titus to take Button for the weekend and ride up there, would you like that?"

"I would love it, Master Zack, please try, I need you, too, Master"

"I love you, Son."

"I love you, too, Master Zack, remember me to Button."

"I will, Son, good night."

"Why didn't you tell him about helping Lyle today?" I ask him.

"You know how you might brag about something you learn to do well, like throwing a ball, riding a bike, or even learning a piece on the piano. That's something to brag about. What I did for Lyle wasn't something I learned to do. It's a gift. It doesn't seem right to brag about a gift. If you guys wanna' tell him I don't mind but I'd rather not."

"You know, Scamp, as weird as that sounded, I think I just might be able to understand what you mean." I told him as I hugged him. Will ran to his bathroom off the downstairs bedroom, showered and clean himself for Chief. He was all excited and quietly let himself into Chief's room.

Chief showered and they smelled of clean body smells and soap. Will curled up next to Chief as Chief was reading part of my journal. Will lay there quietly allowing Chief to finish what he was reading. Chief lay my journal down after he finished, turned over to hold Will and he was sound asleep. Poor Will missed his window of opportunity.

Chief laughed to himself kissed Will goodnight and turned out the light. He pulled the young man close to his body and thanked God for allowing them to save such a vital human being from a horrible fate.

Chief's alarm went off and he felt this warm little bubble-butt that just fit in his lap against his morning erection and thought, 'I'm caught up at work. I would be forty-five minutes early anyway. I can be thirty minutes early.' Will was awakened by a big stiff Indian dick being slowly worked into his tight little ass. He smiled to himself as he began to respond and push back to Master Redfeather's entry. Chief kissed him behind the ear.

"Good morning, Little Bro., you fell asleep last night so I though you might like a little eye opener this morning."

"Oh, yes Sir, Master Chief, you feel so good. Here......let me help!" Will pushed back pretty hard with his little hungry butt eating more of Chief's rock solid cock that was slowly forcing its way into his hole. "Fuck me good, Master, so you can go through your day with a smile on you face."

"Trust me on this one, slave, you're gonna' get fucked good this morning. Your Master's cock is hungry for some tight little boy-butt " Together they got all of Chief's sizable cock in Will's butt. Chief couldn't believe how tight he was and how good the kid felt.

He was gonna' have to do some powerful mental tricks not to come too quickly. He started loosening Will up with some short deep strokes and felt his boy-butt juices start to flow. He kept that up for a few more strokes and then tried a long deep plunge to hear Will suck in a lung full of air and slowly let it out in a relaxed comfortable sigh.

"Oh, thank you, Master Chief. I really needed this, Sir. You've got me opened up, Sir, take all you need, I'd be honored to catch your seed." With that Chief withdrew completely, flipped Will over on his back, raised Will's legs, positioned his dick on his rosebud, leaned into him and took him hard.

"Oh, Oh God! That was good, Master Chief. Thank you so much for remembering to take me like the slave I am. You'll get the best fuck out of me you've ever had." Will didn't lie. "Before I start fucking you, slave, one small thing for your ease. Call me either Chief or Master. You don't have to call me both. They both mean the same thing. They're both signs of proper respect. One is just as good as the other. Whatever you feel more comfortable with at the moment, understand slave?"

"Yes Chief, and thank you, Sir." Chief started fucking him to get his pleasure. Chief wasn't a quick fucker. He savored his fucking and had a little piece of ass sheathing his big shaft that was like a dream. He was gonna' float a while in that dream and have his fill until his other brain at the end of that shaft screamed for release.

The kid was damn good and met everyone of Chief's strokes. Chief worked him up to receiving some powerful, hard deep strokes and he could tell this kind of fucking was building Will to pop his nut. He told Will he had permission to get it but not until he felt Chief's flow begin in his ass. Chief stopped his onslaught and began some gentle, strong, deep strokes he knew the slave under him would respond to.

Will was in slave-boy heaven to have this big handsome Indian using him as his vessel to catch his seed. This slow deep steady fucking into Will's ass was about to send him around the bend. Chief sensed Will's ecstasy and stopped for a second to give him a kiss. Will told Chief through his kiss that he was ready to receive him. His ass was ripe for the picking. All Chief had to do was walk in and close the door.

"I ordered you not to shoot until you feel me get mine, Son. You don't want to disappoint me slave if you wanna' another ticket to ride my 'totem pole.'"

"Oh, God, Chief, I promise I won't, I'll be clean and ready for you Master when you come home from work today. I'll be laying here in the position waiting for you, I promise. "Don't make a promise you ain't gonna' keep, Son." Chief told him with a steady stroke knowing he was just before shooting a big load in his little ass.

"No, no, Master, you can count on me."

"Okay, Son, I'm gonna' give you my morning load and I'll have another full load for you this afternoon. You be right here, ready and waiting to catch it."

Chief didn't wait for an answer and started his climb up the hill. Will knew he was close and worked his ass hard to meet every stroke to make it the best for the Master that was fucking him so good.

Young Will got the ass fucking of his dreams. He dutifully met every hard stroke Chief threw into him. He could feel Chief peaking and felt Chief's flow began. Chief let out big satisfied groan as his first volley emptied into his little morning slave. Will let go, felt his button switched to the on position and started to shoot. His ass spasmed on Chief's big dick and Chief hit his second volley of come.

"Bite it off, slave, wear it in your ass all day. That's it, bite down hard on my old cock." Will took him at his word and clamped down on Chief's cock as he hit his second volley as well. Will could feel Chief began his last spurt and it turned Will on so much he hit his at the same time.

He was holding on to Chief so tight he groaned loudly against Chief's broad chest. Chief remained in his slave and collapsed on top of him, smothering him with gentle kisses and complements. They rested in the afterglow of their joining with Will kissing Chief all over his chest and thanking him for the wonderful fucking. Chief fucked him really good and Will was so grateful. Best fucking he'd had in three years. He wasn't lying.

Chief pulled up to a sitting position with his arms, his cock still deeply planted in Will's ass. He could feel Will milking him to get the last little bit of his come. He gently pulled Will to him, tenderly kissed him, and with his arms holding him hugged him gently. Will had tears in his eyes as he returned the much needed affection. He broke into sobs as Chief held him close with his cock still deep within him.

"I'm sorry, Master, that was so good I lost it. Thank you again, Chief, from the bottom of my heart."

"You're welcome, sweet slave. You're a great little fuck. I'll think about you being ready all day at work and get my old dick hard on the way home for you. We'll get some more red man dick in that hungry little butt then." Chief slowly pulled out of Will to get ready for work.

"You stay in the position, slave. You don't move until I give you permission." Will obeyed.

Chief went to his dresser and came back to Will. Will felt Chief playing with his ass and something being inserted. It popped in and felt full and tight. It was a medium butt plug Chief picked up for Will. He lay next to Will and took him in his arms. He reached behind him to make sure it was seated properly and Will pushed back against Chief's big hand.

"You don't take that out until you clean yourself this afternoon. Then I better damn well find it back where it belongs when I walk in this room and find you like you promised, understand?"

"Oh, yes Sir, Chief! It will be, I promise. Thank you so much, Chief. I'll feel that and think of you all day. It won't let a drop of your seed out of my butt." "That's the idea, Son. Now, lets get in the shower and you can bathe your Master."

Will bathed Chief and toweled him off. Chief grabbed and hugged him then got dressed for work. He wasn't going to be but about twenty minutes later than his usual forty-five minutes early. Will went down to have coffee with Chief. The rest of the house was up. Will got his Master a cup of coffee and brought it to him. The rest of the household watched in amusement.

"Slave, Will!" The Dungeon Master barked.

"Yes, Sir, Dungeon Master?"

"Bend over and spread 'em!" Will immediately did as ordered so we all got a good look at his new plug.

"Looking good, slave." The Dungeon Master laughed. "Come here, Sprout." Will ran to the Dungeon Master's arms.

"Welcome to the family, slave! Well done, Master Redfeather, looks good Chief." Chief just smiled.

"Tell you one thing, Master Zack's gonna' get a first class fuck when he gets this one. He could give Sarge a lesson or two."

"Pretty high praise, Son." The Dungeon Master looked at Will.

"Thank you, Chief. I'll keep my promise."

"You better, or you'll break this old red man's heart." He kissed Will in Big Jim's lap, said goodbye to all and left for work.

"You gonna' share your promise with us, Son? That's not an order, you have the choice." the Dungeon Master spoke softly to Will. Will told us his promise to Chief and we had a good laugh. The Dungeon Master told him it was good he told us so we would know where he was and wouldn't expect him around for help.

"Best you keep that promise, Son. That man has a big heart and deserves his little slave brother to give up some butt to him. You give that man as much of that little ass as he wants. Now, that's an order, Son." Will smiled.

"That won't be an hard order to obey, Dungeon Master, he fucked me so good and now I have his plug in me to remind me of him all day."

"Looks good, too, Son." The Dungeon Master felt back there and pressed against it as Will hugged his big neck.

"Now, we need to talk about you joining us in our morning workouts. Since you're healed you can start your training. Do you have any running shorts and running shoes?" The Dungeon Master asked.

"No, Sir." Will looked sad.

"No problem, we'll take you this morning after we get back and get you fixed up." Tears came to Will's eyes.

"Why are you guys so good to me?"

"'Cause your good to us and we're your family now. Forget the past, am I not your Master?"

"The best Master I've ever known, Dungeon Master, and I'm proud to call you that."

"In our family a Master takes care of his slaves and sees to their needs. That way he gets more in return."

"I love you, Dungeon Master." He hugged Big Jim.

"We all love you, too, Will. We're gonna' take care of you, trust us."

"I'm learning, Master, it may take a while." He begged Master Jim

"We understand, Sprout, but you're still gonna' start training tomorrow morning. You'll start at the gym tomorrow as well." Will brightened. He was being included.

"I've scheduled us to return to Queen of Angels for a visit with Lyle and his granddad on Thursday afternoon about four-thirty. We promised and we won't let that kid down. It may mean he heals faster to know we care."

"It will indeed, Master Jim. That would be great. I'm sorry I offered before I asked permission, Sir."

"You know better than that, Son. I would have even if you hadn't. You were following your heart and no good Master will ever chastise you for that."

"Thanks, Dungeon Master, Lyle was right, you are a nice man." The Dungeon Master roared with laughter.

That afternoon at four-thirty Will was clean, plugged and waiting on Chief's bed when he heard Chief's big work boots on the stairs. He quickly assumed the position with his arms wrapped around his legs. Chief got a big smile on his face as he walked into his room and closed the door behind him. He didn't say a word to Will, just walked over to him, popped out his plug into a towel Will had set beside him on the bed, unzipped his coveralls all the way from the top, pulled out his all ready rock hard dick and Will's tight little ass welcomed his Master home from a hard days work.

Part II ~ Of Miracles and Mysteries

The week once again was going by at an alarming rate. I wanted it to slow down. I wasn't looking forward to a weekend away from the family whom I had grown to love and cherish as my own.

What if...? Stop that, Beau. It isn't going to happen. Try to have faith as your Master does. Wednesday evening came and Master Josh and Breed rode their Bikes to Mt. Washington for the night. After a good dinner under the Avocado tree in the back yard, Will took Master Jeb inside to prepare him.

Will got into the big shower in the dungeon with Master Jeb. He had him sit on a tall wooden stool as Will lovingly bathed all parts of Master Jeb's body. When Will rinsed Jeb's body he asked Master Jeb if he might show a small amount of gratitude and homage to a man that he had come to respect and love. Jeb granted his request. Will knelt before his Master and gently kissed the head of Jeb's big cock.

"Master Jeb, for healing someone I can't receive payment of any kind. I might lose my gift. I don't want to jeopardize that in any way. It makes me unique. It makes me who I am. Nevertheless, once you're healed and feeling better I would ask you to consider letting this humble, unworthy slave be the first to give himself to you for your pleasure."

Jeb got tears in his eyes at this small, generous young man who just might have a gift to save his life begging him to use him after he healed him. He reached down, pulled Will up to him, put his big arms around him and pulled him snug against his clean body.

"I promise I will use you, Son. I will certainly honor your request. I will allow you to give yourself to this Master for his pleasure. You will be the first I will use as a vessel to catch my seed, then I will plug you and not allow anyone else to enter you until all of me has been absorbed into your body."

Will threw his arms around the big man who less than a dozen days ago held him solidly, unconditionally, until Will let go of his hurt. He would now relieve this handsome older man of his pain. Will kissed Master Jeb gently and Jeb returned his kiss with the love in his heart that he felt for this extraordinary young man.

Will helped Jeb on with his bathrobe and helped him to an adjustable massage table in the dungeon. It was similar to the one Master Zack had in his. He helped his Master remove his robe and carefully laid it aside for later. He helped Master Jeb lay back on the table and covered him with a clean white sheet and blankets to keep him warm after the hot shower.

Will came and to us and asked us to join him in the dungeon. We all followed him down into the dungeon. Will asked Chief to drum and chant while he was healing Master Jeb. Chief brought his drum. Will positioned us behind him and told Chief to be at Master Jeb's feet. Will was nude and so was Breed and me. The Two Masters and Chief were asked to disrobe as well. I helped the Dungeon Master off with his leathers, Breed helped his Master with his and Will helped Chief with his clothes.

Will had Master Josh place his right hand on Will's left shoulder. He had me place my left hand on his right shoulder. He instructed the Dungeon Master to place his right hand on my right shoulder. Breed was to place his left hand on Master Josh's left shoulder and then Breed and the Dungeon Master were to clasp hands completing the circle.

The minute we joined together we felt a surge go through us that delighted and startled us. Chief commented that something was happening because he could see distinct auras of greens and blues surrounding all of us.

"Those are the colors of healing." said Will, "Now, please Chief, start your drumming and give us a chant of courage to remove the demon from our Master. Chief started and Will folded his hands as if to pray and bowed his head.

"Almighty Creator, great spirit Father, of all things in heaven and earth send your angels to us this evening to surround us and this man, this most worthy of men. Help us heal him with our love and with yours. Make your face and spirit to shine upon us in our endeavor. Guide our spirits that we may cause our essence to flow into him and cause him to be healed."

Chief was drumming and chanting a hypnotic chant that we all found ourselves unconsciously swaying to. Will folded back the blankets and placed them at the end of the table. He then pulled down the sheet to below Jeb's feet so his body was completely nude.

We thought nothing of it, except the thought crossed my mind what a fine looking man he was and what an honor it was to be here. Will started from Master Jeb's feet moving his hands around in small circles no more than two to three inches above the surface of his skin.

He slowly moved up Jeb's body moving in a rhythmic movement to Chiefs drumming. He reached Jeb's mid section, his stomach area and ask quietly if Jeb could feel anything.

"Absolutely! Heat, energy flow but mostly a radiant heat." He replied. Will kept moving in the circular motion and came to Jeb's chest. He stopped his movement for just a moment exactly above Jeb's heart then gently placed his hand lightly upon his skin. Jeb went wide eyed and his rear and mid-section lifted off the table like he was going into some kind of spasm.

"Don't take your hands away from me, Gentlemen, what ever you do." he spoke to us. "Hold on we're almost there. He'll be all right, trust me."

Will stated with authority. We all held our positions. Master Jeb settled back and Will continued the circular motions above his body up to and over his face and head. I noticed Josh was getting white and noticed that Breed was rubbing him gently on his shoulder. Finally, Will gathered each of Master Jeb's hands between his and prayed one final time.

"Thank you, Great Creator, our blessed spirit Father of all things for hearing our prayer. We are grateful for your graciousness to allow our gifts help this man, our brother. Guide him into health, father, Amen!"

We didn't need to be told, we all said, "Amen." in unison knowing it was the correct response.

"We're done." Will announced. You may let go now. He reached down and grabbed the sheet and pulled it up over Master Jeb and then the blankets. He leaned over and rubbed Master Jeb's brow and kissed him gently on the cheek.

You must lay here for a few minutes and I'd like you to stay down here tonight, Master. I don't want you climbing the stairs. You'll be fine tomorrow morning but tonight I don't want you exerting yourself in the least. Beau and I will bring blankets and sheets for the futon.

I will stay with you tonight to give you comfort and should you need anything. You must not move more than absolutely necessary. When we get you up, Master Jim and Master Josh will help you over to the leather Futon after Beau and I have made it up for us. Will you abide by my wishes, Master?

"I certainly will, Son, I don't know what you did but I felt a jolt of something go through my body that I thought was my last time on this earth. I'm exhausted. Funny thing though, I'm happy. I haven't felt this happy in years."

"That's the first sign of healing, Master, a glad heart."

"That's exactly it, Son, a glad heart. Those are the words that best describe my feelings." Master Jeb was excited. Breed had to help Josh to one of the overstuffed chairs in the Dungeon. Will went to him.

"I'm so sorry, Master Josh, I had to draw more from you than I thought. Please, forgive me, you'll be all right in about an hour. Until then sit and relax. Breed, can you get him something to snack on and something to drink. No alcohol though. Milk, coffee, a soda, or iced tea. The Dungeon Master and Beau can help me with with Master Jeb."

Josh assured Will he was all right and not to feel bad. He was there to help and learned a lot from the experience.

"Please, Beau, if you'll help me get sheets and blankets for down here."

"They're right over here in this cabinet, Will, I'll get them." I got the sheets and blankets and Will and I made the bed for him and Master Jeb.

"Beau, may I ask you to bring him a glass of cold water? He's gonna' need it when he sits up."

"Sure, Will, I'll be right back." I ran up the stairs to the kitchen and got Master Jeb a cold glass of water from the fridge and brought the pitcher down with me. Will had him setting up when I returned and he was right. Master Jeb drank that glass and another one.

The Dungeon Master got under one arm and I got under the other and together we helped Master Jeb the fifteen feet to the bed. He sat down and then lay down. Will was very attentive and had him under the sheets with blankets over him.

"Are you warm enough, Master?" Will asked.

"Yes, Son, thank you, I feel tired but not a sick tired; more like I'd had a good days hard work and looking forward to a good night's rest."

"Excellent, Master." Will seemed delighted with that description. He seemed to know what he was doing.

"Well, Gentlemen, thank you for your help. I couldn't have done it alone. Especially you, Chief, your drumming and chants guided our way to his healing. You've been slowly preparing him for healing all along with your drumming and chants. You have great gifts, too, Chief.

I guarantee you a new man will walk up those stairs tomorrow morning. I will stay with him tonight. He'll be all right, his body is repairing itself. Master Josh, you have no idea the gift you have. I was wrong about you. Your gift is far greater than I imagined. I've never run into anyone with as much potential as you have. If we can channel your gift properly, you will perform healings that will seem like major miracles to most folks."

We climbed the stairs to the kitchen. We were all emotionally and physically exhausted, including Chief. We had some ice cream and I showed Breed and Master Josh to the bedroom across from the Bear's Lair Will and I had prepared for them earlier. Master Josh was coming around and felt better but he was still ghost white. We all said goodnight and went to bed.

"Do you think I should sit down there with them all night, Master Jim?" I asked.

"No, you stay out of there. Will is fully in control of the situation. Let's let him run with it. I'd trust that little shit with my most valuable possessions, you or Jeb." Then he laughed. "Seriously, Beau, I'm convinced he knows what he's doing. I, for one, have no doubt that he's all ready done it. He's healed my best friend. If he thought he needed us he would've asked. I'll check on them just before we turn in and see if they need anything."

"You know, Master, I agree. I felt something going through us like a freight train. It was an incredible experience, I'm exhausted."

"Me, too, love, let's hit it." My giant held me for a few minutes, we kissed and went into a peaceful sleep. The likes of which neither of us could remember. It was the most restful sleep I've ever had. He did get up during the night and checked on them. The were both sound asleep and he didn't disturb them.

The next day we were up early to have coffee with Chief before he took off. Master Josh and Breed were up as well. We just got our coffee when the door to the dungeon opened and Master Jeb followed by Will came into the kitchen. Jeb wore his bathrobe, looked rosey cheeked and more alive than either Master Jim or I could remember.

"I walked up those stairs unassisted." He beamed. "Come here, Will." He hugged, kissed Will and thanked him.

"Master Jeb, thank Beau, Chief, Master Jim and mostly Master Josh whom I had to draw heavily from."

"I thank you all. Something has happened to me. I have to have faith in Will. He assures me I'm well. Unless this is some kind of cruel joke and I don't think Will is capable of that." He looked at Will and smiled. Jeb went from man to man, hugging, thanking each for their unfailing help in the ceremony last night.

"It will take Master Jeb several weeks to regain his total strength but everyday he'll get better. Now, today is the day we go visit little Lyle in the hospital."

"Can I meet you guys there after work, I'd like to meet him, too?" asked Chief.

"You know where Queen of Angels is, Chief?"

"Yeah, I use to live within walking distance. I can meet you in the parking lot."

"How about Breed and I coming along?" asked Master Josh. I looked at Master Jim and he shook his head no, like "Don't say anything about Yoshie."

"I don't see why not." I said and the Dungeon Master nodded approval. He got me aside.

"You did the right thing but we should warn Yoshie that it just happened. Do you want to call him?"

"Yes Master, I'll call him when we get back from the gym. Talk to Chief. He knows the score. Tell him to tell Sam how this happened. We aren't trying to set this up, it just happened." We returned from the gym and I headed to Master Jeb's study to call Yoshie and the phone rang. It was Yoshie.

"Good morning, Beau. How are you?"

"Fine, Yoshie, I was about to call when the phone rang. I guess Chief told Sam and he called you."

"Yes. Look, you guys don't worry. This is meant to be. I still think Breed has a good heart and he won't cause me any problems. Besides, I'm suppose to run into him here in the ER. Your cards said so." He laughed.

"I know but,..."

"Look, set him down and tell him the truth and then if he wants to come, fine. If not, then it isn't on my conscience. It's time we forgave each other, I don't want to live forever with pain in my heart. I need resolution as I'm sure he does. He has a Master now and has a totally new outlook on things. Tell him I'd love to see him again."

"All right, Yoshie, if you think that's best."

"I do, and you have my blessing and my Master's too."

"Well see you around four-thirty."

"Good, Lyle is driving us nuts. He has improved a hundred percent and the pain never returned. Doctor Crane can't sing your and Will praises enough. I think he's going to have Lyle's parents here this afternoon to meet you guys. Be sure you wear the nose ring. Lyle can't talk about anything else." He laughed as he hung up. Breed and his Master were sitting in the kitchen having another cup of coffee with Will, Master Jeb and the Dungeon Master. The Dungeon Master looked at me questioningly. I shook my head.

"Breed I have something to tell you. I just got off the phone with Will's doctor and he told me to be honest with you and Master Josh."

"About what, Beau?" Breed asked.

"Do you remember what Skip's Japanese name was?"

"Yeah, Yoshie Tagame, why?"

"Well, now it's Doctor Yoshie Tagame and he's Will's doctor." Breed turned white and started crying in his Master's arms. He told Josh how he had tortured and abused Yoshie and love him so deeply at the same time.

"His Master is mine and Chief's boss at work. Yoshie and I are good friends and his father carved the block of acrylic for your cock, Master Josh. It was a labor of love for which he would accept no payment. When Yoshie told him we had returned it to you and you found it beautiful, he cried.

Yoshie harbors no ill will toward you Breed. In fact he said it's time for resolution and to set each other free. He's come a long way Breed and we're all very proud of him. He graduated from med school with top honors. He's in the intern program at Queen of Angels three months earlier than the rest of his classmates because he had such good grades and high recommendations from his teachers.

He loves you Breed and he knows you still love him. You can't turn love off and on unless you're a sociopath. I don't think you're that or you wouldn't hurt so bad at the mention of his name. Go with us and see him again. Say hello. Tell him you love him and you set him free. Tell him what you told me to tell him, that you're sorry. He understands. He said he'd love to see you again."

"I don't think I can, Beau. I'm so embarrassed by what I did to that man. I'm pleased that he has become what he always wanted to be in life, a doctor. Good for Yoshie."

"Unless you put this ghost to rest Breed there's always gonna' be a part of you I can't have. As your Master I won't order you to go, it's something you must decide on your own, but I also don't want just part of you. I want ALL of you to love and serve me. I want you to think about that before four-thirty because whether you go or not, I'm going to meet the man, shake his hand and maybe even give him a big hug, if he'll allow me to.

You've come a long way, my Darlin' slave, but you have to make that final step or you'll never be free. It's the difference between right and wrong. It may rip your Goddamn guts out but it's the right thing to do. If you're so sorry about what you did to him then you need to hear yourself say the words to him whether he accepts them or not.

From what I've heard about the man, I don't think that will be a problem. He sounds like a good man and someone I'd like to know. You think about it. We all love you. Were behind you. These men may not approve of what you did but they see you're trying to change your life and they love you."

I was shocked and delighted at his Master's words. I thought I was gonna' have to shut the Dungeon Master's mouth for him. Will had no idea of the relationship between his doctor and Breed. He listened in fascination. Master Jeb had tears in his eyes.

"Breed, if ever I admonished a slave to hear the words of his wise Master it would be now." Stated the Dungeon Master. "No Master here will order you to face Yoshie but there's really only one Master you have to answer to for your actions on this planet.

If you don't take this opportunity to tell Yoshie it wasn't his fault and beg his forgiveness you will forever be stuck in the here and now. What you and Yoshie had was a special passion that most people fine only once in a lifetime. Some never do.

The relationship that kindled that passion is dead. It had to die for both your sakes. It can never be again; however, the dead must be buried as resolution for the living. Bury this, Son, so you and Yoshie may go on living and salvage the love you had for each other in your hearts."

The Dungeon Master, my giant, my Master, my love, eloquently put to Breed. I was more proud of my Master at that moment than for all the ceremonies, excellent training or any of a hundred things he did well. Breed remained silent looking down at the floor. He didn't say a word but turned, walked out of the room to climb the stairs to the room he and his Master were staying in and closed the door behind him.

He lay across the bed and opened the flood gates of emotions; guilt, hurt, rage, pain, suffering, self pity, deep passionate love for Yoshie, sympathy, and a deep abiding need to find the strength to rebuild an acceptable image of self worth.

He heard the quiet steps of someone's boots enter the room. His Master lay across the bed with him, pulled his slave to him, and let him get the rest out as his Master held him in his big compassionate, forgiving arms. A man who knew how to forgive, who had forgiven much in his life would now help his slave forgive himself.

Part III ~ A Child Shall Lead Them

We got ready to leave for the hospital by three-thirty. Breed had decided to accompany us. He and his Master followed on their bikes. We took Chief's truck. Master Jeb was feeling so much better he wanted to come too but Will talked him into staying home and resting. By this time Jeb was listening to every word Will said and believing in him. Before we left Will came to me and put a small gold chain with a small medallion on it into my hand.

"Bless this for me, Beau."

"What are you talking about?"

"Just do as I ask, please. Close your hand over it. Close your eyes and think the power of healing and goodness that you wish to give it to protect someone else." I did as he asked and felt it grow hot in my hand until I had to drop it to the floor.

"Thank you, Beau, it's now fully loaded." Where did this kid come from? What the hell just happened here?

"What is that and why did you ask me to do that?"

"Oh, it's just my old St. Cecilia medal I won in a piano competition when I was a kid. She's the patron Saint of musicians and burn victims. Now, you have charged it with special healing and protective powers. I plan to give it to Lyle." No wonder Doctor Crane ask us where we came from. This kid knew more than any of us every dreamed.

We got to the hospital parking lot at about four-fifteen and found Chief waiting for us. We parked next to his bike. Master Josh and Breed pulled up next to him. We started to go in and we were missing one person. Breed stayed behind. His Master walked back as we all turned to watch.

"Aren't you coming, slave?" His Master asked.

"No, Sir, I'll stay here and watch the bikes." Master Josh shook his head and rejoined us.

"I'm not going to force him to come." said Josh.

"No, you're right, Josh, it has to be his decision." Reenforced my Master. Yoshie saw us right away and came to greet us. We hugged and kissed him. He wasn't the least shy about it. Then we introduced Josh Cochran to Yoshie. Josh took Yoshie's hand and looked him in the eye.

"Fuck! A handshake ain't gonna' get it, is it, Son?" With that they threw their arms around each other and Josh cried in Yoshie's arms. Yoshie held him tight and shed a few, too.

"And, Chief!" Yoshie exclaimed as he threw his arms around Chief's neck to hug and kiss him. "It's great to see you again, thanks for coming. Lyle has five or six books in his room on American Indians and the different tribes."

"Where is your handsome slave, Master Josh?" Yoshie asked.

"He wouldn't come in. He's out there with the bikes." He apologized.

"Come gentlemen, let me take you up to the children's ward. One entire floor will be grateful you're here. Lyle has driven everyone nuts as to when you were coming.

Every thirty minutes he wanted to know when his giant was coming with Will and Beau-ring? He calls Beau, Beau-ring. I don't find you the least boring, Dear." Everyone laughed at Yoshie's joke. We got off the elevator and approached Lyle's room. Lyle's granddad, Doctor Crane, walked out, saw us and his face lit up like Sunday morning.

"Gentlemen!" he shook our hands and hugged Will, "and these two fine looking gentlemen would be?"

"Doctor, allow me introduce my platoon leader in Vietman, Mr. Joshua Cochran." Doctor Crane immediately made the connection and took Josh's hand.

"Welcome, Mr. Cochran, you are indeed welcome. Thank you so much for coming, Sir."

"Please, Doctor, Josh is fine."

"Thank's, Josh, there's one little boy in that room that is driving us nuts." He and Yoshie laughed.

"Allow me to introduce my fellow corpsman in Nam to you, Doctor Crane. This is Chief James Redfeather. We call him Chief." He shook Chief's hand and was wowed that Chief was a real Indian Chief.

"My grandson has eight books on American Indians. He has all the names of the tribes memorized, Chief. He will fall in love with you immediately. Thanks for coming."

"And you, young man," he spoke to Will, "were quite correct in your prognosis. If all goes well and I don't see why it won't, Lyle will be out of here by the end of next week. I'm no longer skeptic. I know it's because of your intervention and I can't thank you enough. His parents should be here at any moment." The elevator opened and Lyle's mom and dad walked off.

"Ah, Grace and Tom. Tom's my Son, Gentlemen. Grace and Tom Crane I'd like you to meet the two gentlemen responsible for Lyle's speedy recovery. This is Mr. Will Blake and Mr. Beau James. The big gentleman is Mr. Jim Johnson and this is Mr. Josh Cochran. This fine looking tall gentleman is Chief Redfeather." Tom Crane shook all our hands but it wasn't enough for Mrs. Crane she had to hug each of us and cried as she hugged Will and me.

"Dad assures us of your healing gifts and we're most grateful. You're all are welcome in our home anytime, gentlemen." Will took the lead and spoke for all of us.

"We were glad to help Mr. and Mrs. Crane. None of us could stand to see that beautiful little boy in pain. How's he doing?" We heard a little voice behind us screaming,

"Will, Beau, Big Jim!" and tiny little legs running as fast as they would carry him leaped into my Master's big arms. He hugged Big Jim, kissed him on the cheek and Big Jim kissed him back.

"You said you'd come to see me and you did. I told them all you would." said Lyle.

"How's our favorite little person today?" Master Jim asked Lyle. Lyle lowered his voice.

"A lot better since you're here, Big Jim. I love you, Big Jim, I know why Will and Beau love you, too."

"You do? Well, I love you, too, Scamp." Master Jim replied.

"I have to say hello to Beau and Will and who else have you brought to visit me? He next ran to me, hugged and kissed me. Then he ran to Will and whispered,

"I saved the best for last, Will." as he hugged and kissed him. "Now who are these two motorcycle riders that have such a kind faces?"

"Lyle Crane this is a close friend of mine Mr. Josh Cochran." Lyle took his hand and then jumped into Josh's arms, hugged and kissed him, too.

"Any friend of Will's, Beau's and my giant's is a friend of mine."

"I heard so much about you Lyle, I had to come and see for myself if all they said was true and, they were right, you are a charmer." Josh chided him. Everyone laughed.

"Lyle, this gentleman here is a very special friend of ours. His name is Chief Jim Redfeather." Lyle's eyes got enormous as he struggled to get free of Josh's arms. He ran to Chief, jumped in his arms, hugged and kissed him looked him in the eye an spoke to Chief.

"Yavapie, right, Chief?" Our mouths dropped open and his parents looked at us.

"Now, how'd you know that?" Chief barely got out, he was so stunned.

"You mean he was right, Chief?" Dr. Crane asked.

"Dead on, right!"

"Easy!" said Lyle, "You're tall and handsome. Equals Yavapie! One of the finest looking tribe of people there are." Chief picked up on Lyle's use of the word 'people' to mean Indians.

"Why, thank you, Sprout." said Chief as he too kissed Lyle on the cheek. He got down from Chief's arms and ran back to Josh.

"Hold me, Mr. Josh, please!" Josh didn't hesitate to pick him up in his big arms.

"Can we please get back in your room, young man." His grandfather scolded in mock sternness. Josh carried Lyle back into his room and set him on his bed.

"Will, Mr. Josh has the same touch as you only stronger."

"Then you can feel it, Lyle?"

"Oh, sure, I'll never forget your touching me and how it felt as long as I live and he has the same touch but his is bigger."

"Then, will you please tell him, Lyle. I've been trying to tell him for the last week that his gift is stronger than mine."

"Oh, it is, Mr. Josh! Would you please hold me again for a little while?" Josh looked at his grandfather who nodded his approval. Josh sat on the bed and took Lyle in his lap and put his arms around him. Will watched and smiled at Lyle.

"Take what you need and send the rest back to him, Lyle. I think you can do that now. Do you know what I'm talking about?"

"Oh, yes, Will, I can feel it. It's sort of like drinking through my skin and I only have to take as much as I need to stop being thirsty, right?"

"You're exactly right, young man. Now, I have something for you." Will reached in his levis pocket and brought out the chain with the medallion and placed it in Lyle's hand.

"This is an old medal I won years ago in a piano competition. It's a St. Cecilia Medal. The patron Saint of musician's and burn victims. I want you to wear it until you get well. Then I want you to pass it on to another child who is a burn victim for him or her to wear until they are healed and so on. You give it to them with the understanding they must pass it on, too."

"Oh, I will, Will! Can you put it own for me?" Will slipped it gently over Lyle's small neck and it looked quite handsome on him. His mother and father beamed and were wowed by Will's gift.

"Is he getting too heavy to hold, Josh?" Tom Crane asked.

"No, Sir, he's fine! He has a little more he wants and needs to take from me. I can feel it now. I thought these guys were nuts. Didn't believe in this at all. Now, I'm a believer. I can actually feel him 'drinking' from me. He said it best. That's exactly how it feels, right, Buddy?"

"Yes, Sir, Mr. Josh, I'm not gonna' have any scars or anything am I?"

"I don't think so, Son, but you'd better ask Will for sure."

"He knows how he's using it. He's applying it to the right areas and I doubt he'll have very little scaring or none."

Lyle's parents couldn't believe what was happening before their own eyes. Doctor Crane had never seen it in action so easily observed. There was no hocus-pocus to this. It was a real exchange of energy, a healing energy that might, somehow, be measured.

"Will, Mr Cochran, how can we ever thank you? Big Jim, Beau, Chief, Josh? You must come for an afternoon and let us do a barbeque patio thing. We'd love to have you.

"We'd love to if we can find the time, Sir." said Big Jim.

"I've had enough, Mr. Josh. Thank you for holding me and giving to me and I hope your slave feels better." Josh looked at Lyle and smiled. Lyle's parents looked at him and gasped. Doctor Crane caught their eye and shook his head not to respond. He would explain later, if he could.

"Did that come through, little one?"

"Yes, Sir, but don't worry. Doctor Yoshie's out side by your bike right now talking to him. They're gonna' be fine, Master Josh. Promise me something, Sir?"

"What's that, Son!"

"Please don't call yourself Captain Nemo anymore, you're much more than that because I love you. Josh picked up Lyle, hugged and kissed him.

"I promise, I won't and I love you, too, Scamp. Thank you, Lyle, I'll never forget you."

"Take care of yourself and your slave, Master Josh. Get him a ring for his nose, he deserves it. He was right, that's the perfect place for it." Lyle winked at Josh.

"I will get him a ring, Darlin'! I will, I promise." Josh Cochran had tears running down his face and had to get out of the room. We said our goodbyes and left. Lyle didn't want Big Jim to go.

"Big Jim, I love you, I always will."

"I'll always love you, too, Lyle, now you get better quick." Lyle's parents and grandfather walked us to the door.

"I know it's a lot to ask but may I call on you gentlemen from time to time if we have some hopeless case where we can get parental consent to try alternative healing measures."

"I'll try, Doc, but you know me pretty well by now. I'll be honest with what I can do and what I can't."

"I know, Will, and that was one of the first things that made me want you to look at Lyle was your honesty. I noticed you didn't try to lie to him either and you were right not to. He wouldn't have trusted you if you had. Kids know in an instant when they are being given the run around."

"I'd be glad to help, Doctor Crane, if Will and Beau will teach me more about how to use my gift. I'm glad I came today. Your grandson taught me more in thirty minutes than a life time of explaining would ever get through. That's one bright kid, Doc! You should be very proud of him."

Doctor Crane got tears in his eyes, thanked us all, and then excused himself. We walked to the parking lot and there was Breed and Yoshie sitting on the grass their arms around each other's shoulders laughing their heads off. They had closed the gap. They could go on now and become friends. They still loved each other very much. The old Breed died, Yoshie and the new Breed were now friends. Breed's Master couldn't be happier. He hugged Yoshie and thanked him and his dad for the beautiful carving work.

"I only hope to thank him in person one day, Yoshie!" Yoshie and Breed kissed in front of God, everybody and the hospital. Yoshie didn't give a shit and by this time he could do no wrong in the eyes of the staff at the hospital. Not only could he heal he had friends who could heal as well.

Yoshie established himself quickly as one of the foremost authorities on emergency medicine. Doctor Crane and his family sent Christmas Cards for years with photos of Lyle and is little sister Ruth. Doctor Crane continued to use Will and Josh's help on critical patients for years.

They never failed to pull a child from the brink of death and the child would heal almost over night. They never charged a penny for their time or healing. Josh quickly learned to use his gift. It didn't replace his dick but it gave him a new, stronger identity as to who he was and his relationship with his Master who gave him his gift.

We never figured out how little Lyle knew those things about Josh. It didn't matter, Josh took the child's words to heart and understood that God speaks to us in the most wonderful and mysterious of ways. He never again referred to himself as Captain Nemo. Lyle was right, he was much more than nothing.

Breed grew and was his Master's right hand. He and Josh were inseparable. His love and respect for his Master grew over the years. Breed took being a slave to a new level of dignity. He became a model for all would be young slaves to emulate.

He was devoted to his Master and proud to be his slave. He wore his Master's cock in his ass for years and swore, with his Master's permission, he would be buried with it. I never heard a conversation within our family concerning the question how Breed and his Master might have sex. It didn't matter as long as they were happy and they were. They became one of the most successful Master/slave relationships in our family.

Josh Cochran and Will kept our family healthy. If someone was ill they came to a family function and either Will, Josh or both would see to their needs. Doc Dan, who later became a family member, was amazed by their gifts and used them many times to help some person in great need. They never said 'no.' Will, Josh, Breed, Zack, Beryl and Blaine all became the central hub or core of the family. They were forever having a family get together and everybody came. It was party time.

Bull and Charlie adopted an abandoned, little, white haired, blue eyed two year old boy someone left on their doorstep one night. They didn't really adopt him, they just kept him. No one returned for him, and they raised him as their own.

Slow them down? Not a bit! They brought the kid to all the family functions and he ran around nude with his slave dad Charlie. Climbed up into more big, loving men's laps, got petted, loved and played with more than any kid on the west coast.

He grew up straighter than a board, became a noted dentist, had six kids and brought his wife and kids to all the family functions. The kids loved it. The minute they got there their clothes came off. They cried because they had to put them back on to go home.

Their dad couldn't wait to get his clothes off either. He was a fine looking man and love to run around nude with the rest of the family. He grew up that way. He was comfortable. He was well adjusted, happy and his kids were, too. They were well behaved and mannerly. He figured if his slave dad Charlie had good manners it was okay for him and his kids to have a few.

He loved Bull and Charlie with a passion no Son has ever had for his parents. They were pretty fond and proud of him, too. They never knew his real name but they gave him the name Bill. Bull's last name was Dagget. So he became William or Bill Dagget.

The family had other ideas. Big Beryl immediately gave him the nickname 'Whitey' because of his platinum hair and fair skin. No one ever call him Bill except Bull and Charlie. It was always Whitey. He carried that nickname all his life and was proud of it.

On the way back from the hospital I was kind of sad and didn't pay attention to where we were going until we turned up the hill to my Master's house in Silverlake. Nothing was said to me. Big Jim pulled in Master Earl's carport.

My Master came out to greet us in his uniform, to Will's delight. We went in and Will, Breed and I went though the ritual with him. He had dinner for us and Master Jim excused himself and Will to get back to Mt. Washington to see about Master Jeb.

Master Josh, Breed and Chief left with the Dungeon Master and Will. They left me with my Master. He had to work the next day but the Dungeon Master was gonna' pick me up on his way to the gym.

He had arranged this with his brother so we could have one quality night before my weekend away from the family. I loved that big man and knew why little Lyle instantly loved him. He was a good hearted, kind, thoughtful man. He knew I needed my Master that evening and he saw to it that we were together. My Master needed me, too.

I got fucked or rode him five times that night. It was like we couldn't get enough of each other or we were stocking our love up for winter. I will always remember the urgency we both had that night. A fear that went unspoken that maybe, just maybe, our hopes, dreams, and plans for all these months were not going to turn out the way we planned.

Master Earl kept telling me to have faith in Wes. He hadn't trained Wes to become the slave he was to let his Master down at this point. I tried hard but even after all the miraculous things I'd seen happen in the last three months it was difficult. I'd always been led right up to the candy dish, only to be told I couldn't have any. I was use to it. I accepted it. Why should this be any different?

I lay in the arms of a man who had infinite love for me that night. His whole being projected his need and love for me. I didn't dare weep lest he wake and hear me again. I lay there with the soft warm summer breeze drifting in from the patio and I heard the wee small voice I had heard all those months ago in the desert laying next to my giant at Beryl and Blaine's: "Trust your Masters, your faith will be rewarded. Love will show you the way." I slept peaceful in the arms of love, the generous arms of my Master.

End of Chapter 28 The Ties That Bind Copyright 2003 Waddie Greywolf Mail to: waddiebear@yahoo.com