Guinea Pig Boys

By: Randall Austin
(© 2020-2021 by the author)

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Chapter 30

After days of readying the house for Mikey’s big ‘coming out as a fully trained slave’ party, once the big day finally arrived little Joshua decided to start the day by tasting some wine that was in the decanter on the dining room table. 

Drinking was not something Joshua did.  He was just a kid after all, and kids often don’t understand drinking and can’t stand the taste of what the adults at the table are drinking.

When Rex saw Joshua drinking the wine, he rubbed him on the head, “Hey little guy, you trying to be a big boy now?”

And when Terrence entered and saw Joshua imbibing, he could only smile, “Wow, look at you.  That’ll put some inches on your dick!”

Joshua was and always had been immune to jokes about his dick size, but to Rex and Terrence’s surprise he shot back a retort to the both of them, “Well I don’t need a fancy hair style and lots of cologne to prove my manhood.”

Terrence and Rex smiled and each gave little Joshua a big hug.

As the Finley household prepared to meet the incoming guests, both Terrence and Rex did a final spot check of their hair in the hallway mirror.

***

With the two elder overseers dressed in their hottest and super cool clothes and little Joshua dressed like he was attending the senior prom (with a carnation in his lapel), all three overseers made a good presentation as they greeted the incoming guests.  

And the two household slaves were also standing in line as greeters, with Bradley dressed as a classic butler and Mikey dressed in a garb resembling a low-life early Roman empire style slave, in a short toga with nothing underneath except his mighty EdgePro20 super edger chastity device.

When one of the first guests to arrive, a guy who introduced himself as Gilbert Mahogany, asked why the slaves were dressed in such a style, slightly drunk Joshua jumped in and answered before either of the other two more senior overseers had a chance to respond, “We think of slaves as little baby tykes. Little baby guys like Mikey and Bradley just love being dressed up all cute, and that is the way we dress and treat them.  We think of our slaves as little boys who need to be constantly watched, guided, and disciplined as needed.” 

The two senior overseers were not fully surprised by little Joshua’s somewhat inebriated response to Mr. Mahogany’s question, but once Mr. Mahogany had passed on into the house all three overseers wondered among themselves who Mr. Mahogany was and who had invited him.

As the guests arrived the overseers offered each of them a beer, and told them to freely enter the kitchen area and to avail themselves of as much beer and as many snacks as they needed.

When casual acquaintances such as Joe and Mooch, with their leashed slave Poppie in tow, arrived at door the overseers and both slaves greeted them as if they were the best of friends.

When Gene Carlton, the chastity cage technician, arrived he was hugged as if he was a super long-lost sibling.

When Jason, the hairdresser, arrived, he was not only hugged, but given an affectionate crotch squeeze from both Terrence and Rex.

Wayne the barber arrived, followed soon by Amoro and Paulus.  Heavy hugging was going on.

When an already inebriated Dr. Evans arrived with a bottle of Champaign, he bypassed the overseers and went immediately to Mikey, “How is your dickie doing now that it has been neatly clipped?”

Mikey’s dick hardened at such an untoward and demeaning question, and dressed in nothing but a short toga and chastity cage he responded like a true slave, “I believe it is doing very well sir.  Thanks to your special skill.”

Dr. Evans patted Mikey on the shoulder as he moved on to Bradley, “How you doing, young son?  You think you might be needing a dick clipping?”

Bradley had no idea who Dr. Evans was and gave a quizzical look.  The overseers overheard the doctor’s remarks and listened as he continued his response, “Slave boys often need to get their dicks clipped, and I’m just sort of wondering that you might be carrying around too much foreskin.  I can take care of that little problem.”

Rex jumped in and directed Dr. Evans to the snack bar.

Festivities quickly started to bubble as the beer and champagne flowed.  Former Social Services employees who hated each other at the work place were now hugging, laughing, and drinking, together as if they had been best friends forever.

Gene Carlton asked Terrence how Simon Kettlestick was doing in prison.  “I don’t know but I suspect his ass is getting fucked on a regular basis.”

As the evening continued more guests arrived at the door to celebrate, most of whom neither overseers nor slaves could recognize; but the household nevertheless welcomed them in.

When Joshua discovered Wayne the barber and Jason the hairdresser making out with each other in a closet he alerted Terrence.

Once Terrence was alerted that wanton naughty stuff was beginning to happen, he addressed the room, “Okay everyone, I think it’s time we get down to celebrating the real reason for this party.  It is time for all of us to congratulate our two new beautiful slaves!”

Everyone applauded as Terrence continued, “People, you can all see these two beautiful boys, who happen to be brothers, standing beside me at full attention.”

“But I ask you to take a special look at Mikey, standing at attention.  If you were to pass him in the street you would likely think of him as just another human being, albeit a very handsome human being.”

An audible mumble from Amoro was heard throughout the room, ‘Boy you sure got that right’.

Terrence continued, “But to me, Mikey is like one of those talented people in any field, you see them in the street and think ‘just another guy’.  But once you see them doing the work they were gifted to do, such as designing a skyscraper, masterfully playing a violin, or just being a truly loving parent, you realize that they are not just ‘ordinary’ human beings.”

“And Mikey is like them, an ordinary human being who happens to be an extraordinary slave.  You see him here beside me standing at attention and you might be thinking, ‘Yeah, a handsome guy, but so what?’”

“Well, once Mikey gets into his duties as servitor you will likely be hard put to find a slave that is his equal, for Mikey is always ready to serve, hopping about, always trying to please his masters.  In fact, Rex, Josh, and I, can sometimes find him a little bit annoying like some new puppy, always yipping at our heels, wondering what else he can do to serve us.”

“But it is that special gift of his for which we are now all gathered here; to celebrate, initiate, and baptize, Mikey into his role as a fully trained and super obedient servant!”

The room burst into applause.

Once the applause died Terrence pointed his arm at Bradley, “And standing next to Mikey is his brother. Bradley, who although is relatively new to servitude, he is already doing a most excellent job and we are very proud of him!”

There was more applause and happy hoots from the beer drinking guests as Terrence handed Rex a black cylindrical object, 8 inches tall, and four inches in diameter.

Everyone wondered what the black object was, and Rex explained, “What I hold here in my hand is a gal known as ‘Sylvia’.  But Sylvia is no ordinary gal.”

The beer drinking guests became silent as Rex continued, “Sylvia is a cloud based ‘smart speaker’.  She has been programmed with all of your first names and also with a bit of personal info about each of you.”

“Little Joshua here is going to be taking these two prime specimen slaves and undressing them, removing their chastity cages and then having them lay down naked in the bathtub, side by side, and those two slaves will be the object of the pissing game.”

“When you go into the bathroom to relieve yourselves you will see Sylvia sitting on the vanity, and two naked slaves in the tub.  Push the ‘Sylvia’ button, she will ask who you are, and once you respond with your first name, she will tell you where to aim your piss streams.”

“For fun, Rex has preloaded Sylvia with a few personal tidbits about each one of you.  I hope you have as much fun pissing on the two brother slaves as Rex had programming this thing.”

“Remember, you need to keep refueling yourselves, and to that end we have our refrigerator loaded with beer, so feel free to help yourselves, so drink up and piss away!” 

The beer-drinking crowd laughed and again applauded Rex’s remarks.

***

The first to enter the bathroom for a piss was Amoro.  He pushed the button and Sylvia responded, “Hello party goer, what is your name?”

“Amoro.”

“Hello Amoro, welcome to the slave potty party.  I’ve heard a lot about you.  I know you are a rascal at heart so let your rascaliness show as you now whip out your dick and aim your teen pisser tube at slave Mikey’s hair. He needs a good shampoo job!”

Amoro did as ordered, and as he pissed on Mikey’s hair Mikey scrunched his face and tightly closed his eyes.

Next to enter the bathroom was Gene Carlton, the chastity technician.  He pushed Sylvia’s button, and gave his name per Sylvia’s request. Sylvia responded, “Hi Gene.  I hear you like to keep little boys’ peepees locked up.  So, I think it’s appropriate that you piss bathe Bradley’s tackle to help disinfect him and help prevent him from getting any chastity cage rashes.”

***

As more people continued to arrive who were not known by anyone in the household, Terrence took Rex aside and wondered, “Our guest list consisted of 25 people but now we have almost 40 people here, so where are they all coming from?”

Rex scratched his head, “Yeah I was wondering the same thing. I'll go and see what I can find out.”

Rex approached a young and handsome nerd wearing glasses. “Hello, I’m Rex but I don’t believe I know who you are.  Are you enjoying the party?”

“Hi, my name is Steve, and I am very much enjoying this party. And hell yes, I am very much enjoying this party; I just love pissing on guys.”

“Steve, can I ask you how you got invited here?”

“Oh sure, my Sylvia app notifies me of any parties happening in the neighborhood. There's nothing I love better than pissing on a guy, especially slaves.  When you set up your Sylvia device you have the option of allowing Sylvia to auto invite people within a 50-mile radius.”

Rex quickly went to his computer and rechecked the Sylvia set up system.  Sure enough, there was an option to openly invite others in the area which he had overlooked and which he then quickly clicked off.

The good news was that most of the strangers who Sylvia had auto-invited turned out to be sporty gay guys.

***

Joshua had been drinking throughout the evening and was not used to the effects of alcohol.  By the time he entered the bathroom for the third time to take a piss on the slaves, the slaves happily greeted him.  But Joshua did not whip out his pecker in order to piss on the slaves; instead, he stripped himself naked, got into the bathtub, and reclined himself between Mikey and Bradley.

He then aimed his cock in the air and waved it about as he pissed on himself and the two slaves.  The slaves laughed as he drenched the three of them.

When he had emptied himself, he then asked the slaves to piss on him.  Both slaves happily did so.  They both aimed their rods at the junior overseer and together both peed up and down the entire length of Joshua’s body.

After the soaking the slaves and Joshua kissed and fondled each other’s soaked bodies.

A short time later Paulus entered the bathroom and saw Joshua in the tub with the slaves.  “Joshua, I gotta pee really bad, should I piss on you too?”

Joshua shook his head, “Yes, please Paulus, pee on me all you want too.”

As Paulus aimed his rod at the targets he commented, “Hey Joshua, everyone always said that you have a tiny dick, little guy, but that dick looks almost normal size to me.”

“You should never pay attention to foolish gossip.  But if you aim your stream at my dick, it might just grow a little bit bigger.”

Once Paulus had left the bathroom, Joshua grabbed both slaves’ cocks and started hand jerking them.  He then asked the slaves to sperm on him. It did not take much convincing for the two pee-drenched slaves to take hold of their cocks and start pumping away.  In almost no time they aimed their throbbers and released streams of cum over Joshua’s cheek, chest, and tackle.  For little Joshua their sperm was the bathroom shower gel he had always dreamt about.

When Terrence finally entered the bathroom and took one last piss on all three boys, he told them that the big party was finally over, that the guests had left, that they could do whatever they pleased, but that they had better take a long hot shower together before they dared to exit the bathtub.

As for little Joshua, lying meekly between the two piss-honored slaves, all Terrence could say, “You little rascal; Wash yourself up and let the brothers have some time among themselves”.

Some would call such an evening a night of debauchery; but to the slaves and overseers, and even to the guests of the party, both invited and the auto-invited, the evening at the Finley household would remain as one of the most beautiful events they had ever attended.

***

Several days after the party Bradley received the great good news that he was granted a two-year lease of self-indenturement with no criminal record attached. It was major good news, and Terrence gladly accepted the terms of the extended lease contract.

Needless to say, the entire household was happy to hear that Bradley would be around for another year.

Although the overseers and Mikey were never given any clear reason from Bradley as to why he sought to extend his term of indenturement, in the months that followed Mikey tended to suspect that he and his big older brother would be spending a lot more than just two years’ time together serving their masters.

***

The Finley household was a very happy household because all of its five members eventually realized and accepted the fact that they were, in the end, nothing more or less than guinea pigs, pure and simple. 

They were guinea pigs because they had accepted their feelings and all the realm of ideas that accompanied their feelings.

Terrence Finley, Rex Dalton, and Joshua Milliken, were forced to be ‘guinea pigs’ in the experiment labs of the Kansas City Social Services Agency, but they hated being ‘guinea pigs’ and longed to be free.

Mr. Michael Galyon, although once a highly regarded employee of the federal government, detested slavery, yet he longed to be a slave.

And Mr. Bradley Galyon, who was criminally indentured and hated being enslaved at first, was after a time unsure of what he was feeling.

All five members of the Finley household were nothing more than a band of wandering ‘guinea pigs’.  Yet they all could both relish and laugh at their indictments.

But in the end the four friends and a brother bonded together not as guinea pigs, but as brothers of a more serious kind; brothers in life forever.

For being a ‘guinea pig’, to them, was not a bondage card, but rather a certification that they were indeed among the most wholesome, caring, and loving, beings on the planet.

The End.