Juvenile Detention

By: Rick Masters
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Chapter 66
The Sunday

"Hey, Mr. youngest one here, who elected you as the dictator?" Godfrey asked.

"No one, and I'm not. It's just that someone had to start something off, and this is something I knew a bit about. You have several forfeits to pay before our slave for the day takes over his duties and I just thought you might as well have a chance to do what I and Josh have just done. But if that is not agreeable to you, let's hear it." Sam sounded a little pissed off.

"Okay, sorry. It just seemed like you were giving all the orders and expecting everyone else to obey. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to sound harsh. We are here to have some fun, and actually I would like to try doing that, so can we just forget what I said and move on?"

"Yeah, so long as you start jerking my cock, because I really need to cum, but I am not sure if you need to do the second bit."

"How will you know what it's like if you don't experience it?" Sam asked. "Enjoy yourself, Godfrey. Go for it."

Godfrey moved into position beside Josh. Taking Josh's hard cock in his hand he began the slow and steady jerking that he had just seen. However, not having had much experience, he was not very adept at edging, so Josh's first orgasm occurred in less than fifteen minutes. That same inexperience worked the opposite way with the second orgasm, as Josh did not get a finger on his pucker, let alone inside his butt and on his prostate. As a result Josh was writhing and begging for nearly forty minutes before his second cum blasted out and he was left almost comatose from the strain.

"I know that I am the slave today, but Godfrey has not had a turn at this. Perhaps that could be my first duty as the slave."

"It could also take care of another of Godfrey's forfeits," Sam suggested.

"I don't know if I can take it," Godfrey hedged.

"There's one way to find out," Simon said, echoing Sam's words from earlier.

"It is hard but absolutely fucking awesome," Josh told Godfrey. "You've just got to give it a try."

Godfrey lay down in the paddling pool and Simon tried to begin jerking him but the way he was tied made it too difficult.

"Try to get the rope over your legs to bring the tie to the front." Sam suggested. He moved in close to help Simon, who slipped and landed on his back. Sam grabbed the rope and tugged it over Simon's bum cheeks, then with Simon's legs bent as close to double as he could get them, Sam helped to guide the rope over Simon's feet and bring it the front.

Simon got on his knees between Godfrey's legs and with his hand a lot freer was able to get a hand around Godfrey's slippery cock and begin pumping it in the same slow but steady pace that had been used on him. With his earlier treatments, Simon had some idea of edging and made Godfrey last for a full twenty minutes before his first nut. After that, despite pleading and tears, it took another half hour to produce the second nut.

By that time the others thought it was lunch time. Slave Simon was despatched, naked and oily, to the kitchen, where Godfrey had got the lunch ready before their arrival. Simon picked up the tray and carried it back to the shed along with a roll of kitchen towel so that the four of them could wipe their hands clean of the baby oil. Godfrey had already suggested they stay oily for a bit longer and enjoy some more rolling around in the slickness of the oil.

The four boys did not take long to consume all the sandwiches and crisps, and Simon was sent off to take the tray and wrappers back to the kitchen with the instruction to return with four cans of coke from the fridge. The cold cokes were quickly drunk and the cans put out of the way on the bench.

The four returned to a form of wrestling but the goal was no longer to pin anyone's shoulders. Rather now it was to slide your body against another and get some pleasure as well as give some pleasure as you did it. Josh got himself straddling Sam and began sliding his body back and forth over Sam's hard cock. As he slid forward one time he bent forward as well to get his head down enough to kiss Sam. This allowed the head of Sam's cock to jump up a bit and as Josh slid back he felt Sam's cock press against his pucker. Quickly he put his one hand behind him and grabbed Sam's cock to hold it in place as he pushed back and impaled himself. There was nothing left for him to do then but continue with some slow back and forth shunts as he fucked himself with Sam's cock. Sam brought his hands into play and held Josh's cock down against his stomach so that as Josh moved his cock was getting massaged between Sam's hand and his abs. Sam's other hand was doing a merry dance on Josh's nipples.

Godfrey and Simon stopped their slipping and sliding to watch. They sat against the side of the pool just fondling each other while they watched until first Josh and then Sam had their orgasms.

"Guys, we need to get this washed up and ourselves showered before my parents get home, so maybe we had better get the pool out into the garden and get the hose onto it. I've got some dishwashing liquid to help get the oil out." Godfrey untied Simon's hands and feet as he suggested this which was a good thing considering what Simon would have to do next.

"That will help to get the main oil off us too. Let's get out in the yard and get the hose on and then Simon can wash each of us in turn and then himself and we can watch as he washes the pool," Josh suggested.

It was not hard to fold the pool in half, even with the blown up sides. Laying it out on the lawn, Godfrey showed Simon where the hose was rolled up still connected to the tap and Simon dutifully trotted off and pulled the hose out. Returning to the tap he turned it on and as Godfrey had stepped into the pool he turned the jet of water onto Godfrey. A bit of washing up liquid was then spread across his back and worked down over his glutes and legs. More cold water from the hose and Simon asked Godfrey to turn around. Simon washed Godfrey's front, making sure to get his cock hard again, and then he rinsed him off. Sam and Josh got similar treatment, and then Simon was ordered to wash himself down. The amount of water and soap that was now in the paddling pool made it a relatively easy job to get it cleaned. After letting the air out it was hung up in the shed to dry off.

"Right. I think we need to get inside and have a proper shower. Slave, fetch our clothes and then come and wash us," Godfrey ordered.

Simon returned to the shed while Godfrey led Josh and Sam inside and up to the bathroom, where Simon joined them after a few moments. Godfrey ordered Simon to get the water to the right temperature and then he had the pleasure of washing each boy and giving him a shampoo to clean all the oil off of him. Once he had finished washing each of them he had to dry and help his masters to dress. Finally, he was allowed to wash himself while the other three watched. When he had finished drying himself Simon reached for his boxers.

"No, you don't! Slaves do not need to wear clothing. You stay naked until we tell you," Godfrey ordered.

Down in the lounge the three clothed boys sat down while Simon was despatched to make them some cool drinks and get them some snacks. Godfrey allowed Simon to also have a drink and share in the snacks once he had brought them all through, but he had to sit on the floor while the other three enjoyed the luxury of the settee and arm chairs. Simon was told to position himself in reach of Godfrey, who proceeded to use his sock-clad foot to rub against Simon's cock. Godfrey kept the stroking up but ordered Simon not to cum and to let Godfrey know when he was getting close. All four boys watched some swimming on the television, remarking on the bulges different swimmers presented.

About an hour later the swimming program ended and Simon was told that he had to jerk and suck Godfrey off. Godfrey did help him by lifting his bum so that Simon could pull his jeans and undies down. Simon did not need to do anything to get Godfrey hard. He simply lowered his head onto Godfrey's cock and began to lick and suck. Rubbing Simon's cock had got Godfrey fairly worked up, and it did not take very long for his orgasm to arrive. Josh and Sam had ring-side seats, and Godfrey's movements and noises told them when he tipped over and began to shoot his load. Simon swallowed every drop, continuing on to lick the last remnants off of Godfrey's supersensitive head and under his foreskin.

It was a good thing that Godfrey came quickly, because the boys realised that they needed to get themselves off to get home at the time agreed with Simon's parents, especially as they were walking home. Godfrey told Simon he could get dressed and Simon immediately moved to undo the band that Godfrey had tightened around his cock when he had first arrived that day.

"No! leave that on! Josh or Sam can take it off you just before you go to bed tonight. And I am keeping your underwear. When you arrive at school on Monday have the strap around your wrist and I will let you know what to do with it then," Godfrey commanded.

Keeping the strap around his cock and balls made them stand forward and create an impressive bulge in Simon's jeans. Being commando also helped as his boxers were not trying to push his cock in closer to his body. Simon seemed to be quite proud of this and made no attempt to cover it up as they walked home.

"Si, are you sure you're okay with master/slave stuff?" Josh asked a few minutes into their walk.

"Oh yeah! I don't know why, but just talking about it like now gets me excited. Look." He pointed towards his groin, where already the bulge was slightly bigger. "Just thinking about what Godfrey might tell me to do with the strap tomorrow has got me excited too."

"Even when you have three people telling you what to do?" Sam asked.

"Three people I believe I can trust. I'm not sure I would do it for people who I didn't know."

"But you hardly know me," Sam argued.

"I knew you before I saw you. Don't forget, I have had Josh extolling your virtues, or maybe lack of them, for quite a while, and I know Josh. He would not give time to someone who couldn't be trusted."

"But you will tell us if it goes too far or gets too much?" Josh inquired.

"I will, but I don't think with you guys I will have to."

"I hope not. You'll have to tell us what Godfrey makes you do at school with that strap, because I have no idea," Sam said.

"Actually, I am not sure if Godfrey knows yet. Like us he is still learning the role of master and what to demand of our slave. Sam, do you ever feel like being a slave like this?"

"No, not a slave, although I am that to you already."

"No, you're not!" Josh was quite indignant at the idea of that.

"I am. I will do whatever you ask me to do and that makes me your slave."

"Ahh, but it doesn't necessarily make me your master. In that sense I'm your slave too."

"I think that makes you lovers, not slaves," Simon said. "So when are you going to let me take the strap off?"

"We are not going to let you take the strap off. One of us will do that, and it will be when we feel the time is right. In the meantime, you go commando, even at home today," Sam told him.

"You are really enjoying being the master, aren't you?" Simon suggested to Sam.

"It is kind of cool, but I couldn't do it with someone who didn't want it. And I couldn't do it with someone I love like I do Josh. I mean, sometimes we might do something, but it would not be like this. But I do think I would have to like the guy too. Otherwise I might be tempted to get really mean and nasty."

"I don't believe you can get mean and nasty. That's why I love you so much."

"Hey, remember, my mum did some of this sort of thing, and I saw some things that were really mean and nasty. The poor sod who was getting it might even have been close to using his safe word."

"You've told us some stuff that sounded pretty bad. You mean there was stuff worse than that?"

"Look, if I tell you it goes no further. I don't want people to think worse of my mother. She may not have been a great person, but she did try her best for me most of the time."

"You know me, Sam. My lips are sealed. But can Simon tell Godfrey if Godfrey promises not to talk to anyone?"

"Don't worry, I will not tell Godfrey. Or if I do, I will not tell him where I heard it from."

"Okay. There was this one guy, a pharmacist, who liked real pain. So one time he brought the stuff and told mum what to do, and she had to do it or not get paid. She started by pulling his skin as far forward as she could and then looped a string around the skin past his dick head and tied it tight so that if he pissed it would not have been able to get out. Then she tied a stronger string around his balls, looping it a couple of times to make sure it could not pull off. He then gave her some sutures like they use for stiches after an operation and she sewed the flap of foreskin to his ball bag. Remember he was telling her what he wanted. She took the end of the string that tied around his ball bag and pulled it up his back hard with the string cutting into his crack like a wedgie. That string was tied around his head with his ears and nose holding it up so that every time he moved his head he would give an extra tug on his balls. He kneeled on the floor and mum had to get her fanny right up to his mouth and he ate her out until she had had several orgasms, pulling his head into her groin and rocking it back and forth to give his balls pain. A few times while he was eating mum out, he pushed his hips forward hard against mum's leg, mashing his cock and balls against her shin. The weird thing is that when she stepped back from him you could see his cock straining against the string around his foreskin because he was as hard as he could get like that. But then she was told to cut the string tying the foreskin closed and as she did so his cum dribbled out and his cock pushed up against the stiches that were still holding his cock to his ball bag. The fucker had shot his load without actually getting wanked. She undid the string from around his head but left it tied around his ball bag and the bugger got dressed and went home like that with his cock still stitched to his balls and the string dangling down his trouser leg. Do you want to try that, Simon?"

"No fucking way. That is gross. I mean, I like being ordered around and edged, but not the pain side. Forget that. He's mad, that guy."

"It's also like the guys who want to be pissed and shat on. Fuck, I hate it when my finger breaks through the toilet paper on a wipe, but one of the guys who came to mum liked her to sit over his face and drop a pile straight in his mouth, which he ate and swallowed. When I saw that I was so close to being sick from just seeing it."

"Eewe! Skat and piss are gross! I don't think I could even piss on someone else, let alone let them piss on me. No, my love, we don't want you getting mean or nasty with any of us. The only bodily fluids I want to exchange are spit and cum."

"You mean you wouldn't lick away my tears if I was crying?"

"No, I would kiss those away."

When the three boys got home Esther had some small chores for them to do, and then they had their evening meal. After eating all five sat down in the lounge to watch television together and took their turns at getting a shower. Josh reminded Simon that after his shower he was to stay commando and return to the lounge until it was time to go to bed.

At bed time, the three of them went to Simon's room first, and Simon was ordered to strip. Josh and Sam took turns at fondling him and getting him hard. Then they undid the strap and put it on top of Simon's school bag, so that he would remember to put it around his wrist in the morning to take to school with him. Leaving Simon hard and leaking slightly, Josh and Sam went back to their own room. Dropping their shorts they climbed into bed naked.

To be continued...
 

Posted: 01/20/17