Crucified

By: Randall Austin
(© 2014 by the author)

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(Author's Note: I would, once again, like to thank my editor; the Donny Delk, for his ever-ready help and his hot suggestions for improving this chapter of 'Crucified'.)

Chapter 7

It seemed like an eternity to Darrin before anyone checked in on him in the 'refrigerator'. He was alone in the refrigerator for almost three hours, strapped down on his back, naked, like a slab of meat in a slaughterhouse refrigerated room. He feared he had been forgotten. When finally Spencer entered the room, Darrin felt relief. Spencer appeared to him as a knight in shining armor that had come to liberate him.

Spencer spoke tenderly as he undid the straps binding Darrin to the gurney, "I'm sorry we had to do this to you, little guy. But we are going to do whatever it takes to make you come over to our 'side', because we so desperately want you to be well."

As Spencer helped the shivering Darrin to his feet he asked, "Are you going to start behaving now?"

Darrin nodded in the affirmative.

Spencer smiled, "That is wonderful! Now prove it to me. I want you to close your eyes, and just start talking from your heart, confessing the dark things you have done. You know you have been doing things that are very wrong. Just start confessing to me some of the things you have done. Confession is the first step towards conversion."

Darrin couldn't do it. Spencer warned, "You either go ahead and do what I tell you, or else I am going to have to attach some mighty painful body clamps to various parts of your body, and leave them on for a good long time."

Darrin knew Spencer would do it. He did not want to feel any more pain. Slowly Darrin closed his eyes, and, as painful as it was for him, he started to talk, "I've done bad stuff and I know it. I should not have done some of the things I did."

Spencer whispered, "You need to give me details."

"I was bad."

"No, you have to give me specifics. Did you touch yourself and bring yourself to pleasure?"

"Yes I did."

"I need details for your confession to 'take'. How did you touch yourself? What were you thinking of as you pleasured yourself? Did you shoot a big load and did you get it all over yourself?"

Darrin swallowed, "I was thinking of Adam, who is in the cage next to me."

Spencer gave some information, "I'm not surprised. He is the person who reported your deviant behavior which made it necessary for us to lock you away in a chastity cage. What were you thinking about as you pleasured yourself?"

"I was thinking of his body which I had seen during morning exercises and shower time, and of his big cock."

Spencer was breathless, "Tell me more!"

"I was thinking of how I wanted to touch his cock and hug him."

"How did those thoughts make you feel?"

"Very horny."

"How did it feel as you jacked yourself and finally started to squirt your load?"

"It felt so good. It took away my pain."

"Did you feel guilty afterwards?"

Darrin lied, "Yes, very guilty."

"How guilty?"

"I couldn't face what I had just done. I felt almost as though I had raped Adam."

"That is so great to hear, Darrin. It sounds like we are beginning to break some ground here."

Darrin's phony confession pleased Spencer more than Darrin could ever have expected. Spencer rubbed Darrin vigorously on the back as if he were a little kid, "What a good little boy you are! Let's go put you in a nice warm bath, and get you all warm and soft. I am so proud of you!"

Not only was Spencer proud, he was also hard. Darrin was aware that Spencer was obviously a very conflicted man regarding his sexuality. But as strange as the situation was, Darrin, as a captive with no one else to turn to, felt great comfort in Spencer's words, even though he was being treated by Spencer as if he were a child.

Spencer took Darrin into a large bathroom, filled a tub with warm water, and had Darrin get in. It felt wonderful to Darrin. Spencer sat on the side of the tub, took a washcloth, started to wash Darrin's back, and spoke, "This is what I want for you: to be warm, comfortable, cared for, and loved. But we can only do that if you are willing to throw away your willful nature, which makes you want to live and think as a homosexual. All that you need to do is just trust me. Trust me in everything. Trust everything I say. Trust and obey!"

While Darrin was firm in believing that he did not need to throw away his old nature, he nevertheless was beginning to think that the best course of action for him was to just play along and do whatever Spencer and the program wanted in order to avoid any kind of punishment. He was finally prepared to 'trust and obey' on his own terms.

As Spencer lovingly washed his chest, Darrin smiled on the inside and happily took in the sensual feel of Spencer's tender care, and cooed, "Yes, Mr. Collins, sir. I am going to do whatever you say from now on. I promise. I am determined to trust and obey you, sir, in all things. Thank you for taking care of me, sir."

***

Although Darrin was initially successful at pretending to 'trust and obey' all of the nuts at Rosewood Heights Holistic Reform Center, he was not yet fully skilled at keeping his mouth shut in all situations. One day Camden and Spencer collected him and three other boys in the program, and took them to a large warehouse on the Rosewood Heights complex. Spencer showed the boys a huge inventory of construction supplies, mainly lumber and sheetrock, and ordered the boys to sort and move it all to another part of the warehouse. "It shouldn't take you more than a couple of hours to complete the task."

Darrin was angry and expressed his feelings, "I refuse to do this. I am supposed to be in some kind of recovery program. I am not here to be doing free hard labor for you. I will not do it! If you want to pay me for my work, I might then reconsider."

Spencer said something to Camden who then left the warehouse. Spencer then ordered all of the boys to strip naked, and to remain naked except for their work boots. As the boys got naked and booted, Camden returned with four small neoprene rubber-like sacks, which had a small watch-sized computer controlled servo mechanism attached to the bags small opening.

Spencer and Camden then took the bags and inserted each of the boys' scrotums into the sacks, tightened them so they were secure, and locked them on. Spencer explained, "Having chores to do is part of the character-building aspect of the conversion program. However, because of the complaint from one of you, all of you will now have to pay the consequences. We have just attached elastrators to your scrotums. You have two hours to complete the task. In two hours the little servomotor will kick in and very slowly start tightening the 'ball baggies'. If you haven't completed the task in 2 hours, once you feel the bags start tightening about your nuts, that should get you all scrambling to finish the job in a hurry. Now get to work!"

Camden smiled hugely as the boys learned what the ball bags were for. Bagging the boys and watching them in their frustration turned him on, though he did not know it 'turned him on', since he was too fearful of his sexuality to admit to ever being 'turned on'. Camden just believed that watching the boys get bagged gave him a good feeling inside because the bags were helping the boys to learn more about the importance of shedding their selfish thoughts, and caring more about the well being of community.

Spencer gave the boys instructions on how to reach him if they had any questions, and he and Camden then left the boys to do the chore on their own.

Once Camden and Spencer were out of the warehouse, the other boys let it be known what they thought of Darrin. A fine-featured boy whom Darrin found attractive was the first to speak, "Thanks, numbskull! Don't you have enough brains to keep your mouth shut?"

The two other boys in the warehouse expressed a different frustration; one Darrin was surprised to hear. One, a very muscular boy with an especially attractive cock, spoke first, "I'm hoping this program can really help me get over my homosexual temptation. I really want to get with the program 100%. I find it really sad that you won't even give the program a chance, and that you can't see that our lifestyle has been so very sick and wrong."

The other boy who believed in the program, and spoke with an extreme Southern accent, was especially angry with Darrin, "When I run into guys like you who are cynical all the time, it just sickens me. One day you'll see how foolish you were for passing up on this opportunity to be free of your selfish perversions!"

Darrin had often wondered how many boys in the program really wanted to be healed, and believed that they could be turned into straight men. Up until this point Darrin had simply assumed that most of the boys in the program, like him, had resented being placed into the program. It depressed Darrin to realize that he was wrong in his assessment, and that, probably, a good number of the boys in the program really believed that being gay was evil and seriously wanted to be changed into straight men.

The four homo perverts managed to get the warehouse task accomplished in under two hours, and when Spencer and Camden returned and saw that the job was accomplished before the deadline, they heaped praise on the boys for a job well done.

Spencer was beaming, "What good boys you are!" As Spencer continued to address the boys, praising them almost as if they were little kids, Darrin noticed that the two boys who believed in the program were eating up Spencer's compliments, smiling wide smiles and happy to be getting praise from the lead counselor at Rosewood Heights.

As Camden unlocked the 'ball bags' from their scrotums, Spencer gave the boys advice; "I'm sorry I had to 'bag' all four of you, but that's the way our program works. Now that you are aware that Darrin has something of an attitude problem, I would ask all of you to be on the alert where he is concerned, and please come to me and report anything you see him doing or saying that is not in line with the program."

"Because, remember, what we are trying to do is help him. The only thing that we all want for all of you boys is to be healed, and that includes super rebellious boys like Darrin. So any info that you can give to Camden or me regarding Darrin, will only help us address Darrin's attitude problem. And the reason we care so much, and why it is so important that you share with us anything you see him doing or saying that is suspect, and this is because we just want see Darrin happy and at peace with himself."

Darrin left the warehouse that day knowing he was much more alone than he had previously believed. So it was with great joy that he learned, after being in the program for two months that he would be allowed a visit from his father and brothers on the coming weekend.

***

One evening, after the boys had been sent to their cages to bed down for the evening, and shortly after lights out, Spencer quietly entered the cage room and fetched Darrin.

Silently, Spencer led Darrin to his private training room, ordered him out of his servitor sleepwear, and removed his chastity diaper. Spencer sat in a chair, pulled the naked Darrin to a standing position in front of himself, took a hold of his cock with his left hand, and with his right hand started to examine Darrin's unit with a magnifying glass; "I need to examine your 'best friend'."

After manipulating Darrin's unit into various positions, Spencer set the magnifying glass down and muttered to himself, "Just as I thought!"

With Darrin's tackle already plumped from Spencer's magnifying glass exam, Spencer gently took hold of Darrin's scrotum with his left hand, and his man shaft with his right hand. He began gently kneading and tugging Darrin's unit.

In no time Darrin's long locked-away 'best friend' was hard and hungry for release. When Spencer commented, "I can see that you are a long way off from conquering any of your aberrant inclinations!" Darrin was too lost in the handsome counselor's manipulations to respond.

Spencer voiced his disgust even as he kept up his 'examination' of the young, enslaved, homo boy's, unit. "If you were heading down the path of conversion, your dick would have shriveled up and been repulsed at being touched by another man. But look at yourself! You are still behaving like a full-fledged, clubbing, homo whore! Are you not ashamed of yourself?"

"Your father told me of some the things you did when you were living at home with him, and I have a feeling if you were released today you would hop back to your old ways without a second thought. He told me how when you and your friends would go out you would dress in flamboyant clothes, flaunting your gayness. He said that on occasion you and your friends would even put on lipstick! Have you no dignity?"

Just as Darrin could feel the first beginnings of the rumble of an orgasm, Spencer stopped his ministrations and gave Darrin's big, hard, rod a jiggle, "This clearly proves to me that you are still controlled by animal passions!"

Spencer soberly warned his, lewd, precumming, patient, "I'm sorry to tell you that it looks like you are going to have to be in this program for a very long time! And tougher measures are clearly needed in your case!"

Spencer pulled out a small package from his pocket and opened it showing it to Darrin, "This is a blood-flow monitor patch, or BMP. From now on it will monitor and record, 24 hours a day, your penis's vascular flow. It will give us an accurate record of your erections, and these records will help us in assessing your progress."

Spencer then applied a one-inch square white patch to the base of Darrin's penis, on the underneath side just before the start of the scrotum, "So you need to be aware that anytime you touch yourself or allow yourself to give way to wayward homosexual thoughts, you will most likely be adding 'time' to your stay here at Rosewood Heights."

As Spencer refitted Darrin with his punishment diaper, he clarified, "I was already well aware that you wouldn't be getting out of our treatment center very soon, probably three or four years at the earliest, and that was the best case scenario; but with your erections recorded electronically, we will be able to make a strong legal case to the Massachusetts' Social Services Authority when we seek to extend your term of indenturement!"

With Darrin back in his sleepwear, and his still erect and 'longing for release' throbber safely tucked in and locked back into his chastity diaper, Spencer led the homo back to his cage.

***

Darrin spent many hours thinking about what he wanted to tell his father. His father needed to know that he was being subjected to physical discipline, humiliations, forced labor, enforced chastity, and constantly demeaning treatment. He needed to know that a former gay basher ran the program. And Darrin was certain that once he told his father about their aversion therapy techniques, his father would have him removed immediately from the program.

On the Sunday Darrin's father and brothers arrived to visit, Darrin was escorted into Adam Cann's office. There in Mr. Cann's office was Darrin's father, Charles, and his two brothers, Brett and Mitchell. Darrin hugged his father. But when he tried to hug his two younger brothers, they were not enthusiastic, and seemed put off by Darrin's prison-like jumpsuit, and buzzed head. Darrin felt like they considered him to be a convict.

When Darrin's father asked Darrin how things were going, Darrin asked if he could be alone with his family. Mr. Cann then explained, "I'm sorry, but it's policy for a counselor to be present at all visitations."

Darrin protested, "Dad, I need to speak to you in private."

Mr. Cann commented, "Oh, don't worry about me being here. You can say whatever you want."

Mr. Fuller spoke, "Darrin, I was very disappointed to learn from Mr. Cann that you interrupted a visitation of young students from a local school, made quite a spectacle of yourself, and had to taken out of the assembly and punished. I can't begin to tell you how ashamed I am of you!"

Darrin began feebly, "Dad, what was being said to those students was wrong."

"Son, I don't think someone in your situation is capable of deciding what is right and wrong. Spencer was filling the children with words of hope, spreading the good news that if any of them felt they had homosexual tendencies; they didn't have to give into them. He was spreading good feelings all around, and you had to go and throw a wrench into the assembly, and create a disturbance. That doesn't sound like a very mature way of handling a problem."

Darrin started to respond, but his father continued, "Let me make one thing very clear to you, Darrin. You need to take this program seriously, and give it a chance. Because your brothers and I want you back home and healed. But the only way I can let you back into our home and continue to pay for your college is if you try your best to get with the program, and give it your total commitment!"

"Dad, I really need to talk to you in private."

"Son, we need to follow the guidelines of the program, because Mr. Cann and the folks who run the program know what's best. If they do not want private visitations, then we need to trust them and follow their advice. They are, after all, the ones with the greatest track record in achieving successful conversions. Son, I just want you free of the personal demons, or whatever it is, that is dragging you down!"

Less than five minutes into the meeting with his father, Darrin felt completely defeated. He looked to his brothers, but they appeared to be looking at him as if he were a stranger. They had sneers on their faces.

His father continued, "And son, we also found out from Spencer that you are a compulsive masturbator, and because of that they had to lock away your genitals and attach an electronic monitoring devise to your penis."

Darrin was struck with shame. Brett, age 18, looked at Darrin with contempt. His brother Mitchell, age 15, spoke, "That is so sick! You embarrass us, bro."

The fire was out of Darrin. All the things he had planned to tell his father he now knew would not be heard. And Mr. Cann's presence would insure that anything he said would be passed on to Spencer, and he would then likely have to bear painful consequences if he said anything negative about the program.

Suddenly Darrin felt more alone than he had ever felt in his life. He bowed his head down in shame, almost feeling like the piece of shit that his family and the staff at Rosewood Heights considered homosexuals to be. He wanted to cry.

And the deep depression and shame Darrin was feeling finally made him cry. He just stood there, with his head down, sobbing. Completely defeated.

His father went up to him and hugged him. As he patted his eldest son on the back, Mr. Cann spoke to Mr. Fuller, "We see this a lot, Mr. Fuller. It's a good sign. It means that Darrin is finally beginning to recognize that just maybe he has been heading down the wrong path. Guilt is beginning to hit him. And that is a good thing."

Mr. Fuller was relieved to hear that, for it meant there was hope for Darrin. Mr. Fuller called his two straight sons, "Brett, Mitchell, come here. Gather around. Let's all hold hands and have a little bonding time, a family feel-good session. Mr. Cann, would you join us too?"

Mr. Cann smiled, "I'd be happy to. This is absolutely the best thing that can be done in this situation."

While Brett and Mitchell were embarrassed at having to hold hands with their freak, perverted, brother, Darrin was embarrassed at having to be a part of what he considered to some weird, embarrassing, 'bonding' session. There was nothing to 'feel good' about.

As the men formed a circle holding hands, with Darrin's two free brothers on either side of him, Darrin's father offered guidance, "Let's see if we can all say something nice and hopeful about our family situation. Remember Brett and Mitchell, there's no reason to be glum. We've at least got Darrin into the conversion program, and that's a good start. I have faith that the good folks here at Rosewood Heights will do for Darrin what they have done for so many others!"

Mr. Fuller began, "We are a family, and I want all of you to know that we are going to be a family once again. I have hope, and am so grateful for the great work the dedicated staff here at Rosewood Heights is doing for my dear son, Darrin!"

Mr. Cann offered his bit, speaking in a more crowd-pleasing, hyped-up sort of way. "I am confident that peace will return to the Fuller household. The Fuller household has been torn apart by the stain of perversion. But I have seen perversions destroyed in my work too many times to be tempted to think for a moment that it will not happen with this beautiful family!"

Darrin was thoroughly repulsed by the words of Mr. Cann, but it was even more shocking to hear his brother Brett continue in the same hyped-up manner, "Dad, I am just so grateful that we've got my brother Darrin here at Rosewood Heights, where he needs to be; where he can be watched and observed at all times, be given the guidance he needs, as well as the correction he needs if and when he slips!"

Mitchell found the situation even more awkward than Darrin, but didn't want to destroy the fervor of the moment, "I am just so grateful that Darrin is finally locked up where he can get the help that he needs and the punishment that he deserves. And I am especially happy to learn that they've finally got his private parts locked away, because I used to hear him playing with himself every night."

Mr. Fuller was slightly embarrassed by Mitchell's awkward expression of support, so he sought to close the session on a more positive note, "I know that we all look forward to the day when we can all be united once again, as an upstanding, community-minded, and loving, family."

All the men, except Darrin, nodded in the affirmative, and voiced an affirmative, "Yes!"

As the bonding circle awkwardly broke up, Mr. Fuller took Mr. Cann aside and asked, "Can you give me any sort of idea as to how long Darrin will have to be in this program?"

Mr. Cann lowered his voice, but everyone in the room was able to hear him, "Mr. Fuller, you need to be prepared for a long struggle to win Darrin over to the path of common sense. With some boys, who know and are able to admit that they are on the wrong path, conversion can be accomplished in as short a time span as eight to fourteen months. For most boys it takes anywhere from a year and a half to three years. But I need to be honest with you. I've seen boys like Darrin before, with the same kind of attitude problems stemming from deeply embedded homosexual tendencies. It could take a long time. There may be no visible progress in even two or three years. For stubborn, willful, homosexuals like Darrin, don't be surprised if the conversion process doesn't go faster than we all had hoped."

Mr. Fuller nodded, somewhat understanding, "I see. I was prepared for this. Spencer had told me in one of our initial meetings that if Darrin was indeed as willful as he believed he was from what I had told him about Darrin, then I shouldn't be surprised if there was no visible progress in his behavior even after several years of conversion treatment. But I am committed to helping my son. I'm in this for the long haul. I'm not going after any quick and easy fixes. I intend to do whatever it takes to heal my son Darrin, no matter how long it takes, no matter the cost!"

Darrin was severely humiliated and deeply depressed. After the discouraging meeting with his father, Darrin realized he had no recourse. There was nothing he could do. The system had him 'by the balls'.

To be continued...

Posted: 08/01/14