Good Counsul?

By: Rod
(© 2010 by the author)

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Chapter 6

"Phil, Greg, Bill, and George please come into my office."

"What's up Craig?" said Greg as he entered Craig's office followed by the other three.

"We have something to discuss.  There has been a development I feel needs some special attention.  Remember a while back when Evan came to us it had been partly due to the work of a private investigator?  Working with Children and Family Services he had traced you, Phil, and as a result we now are fortunate to have you George and Evan with us."

"So?" said Phil.

"The investigator who did the work has been brought in, picked up on a DWI.  Somehow I don't feel we should treat him exactly the way we would treat someone else.  He still needs the training but I have a feeling he could be more valuable to us in a different way."

"Did you have something in mind?" inquired Bill.

"Bill, have you heard back from the Retrainer in Dahra?"

"Yes, he outlined his steps to quickly break in a new slave or retrain one who needs it.  He also sent me some sample location gear they use to keep track of their slaves."

"Greg, how are the trainees working out that have completed the program and are working for us outside of the facility?"

"For the most part, rather well, I still have some concerns about tracking their whereabouts at all times," answered Greg.

"I think we may have our answers. Phil I know it wasn't your general area but how is the project coming along that I asked you to work on with Research and Development?"

"Better than we expected, they have tested a few of the devices and they seem to be functioning properly."

With a look of curiosity Greg turned to Phil and asked, "What devices, what project? What have you been working on?"

"Pretty simple Dad, you know the implantable devices that we developed a while back to monitor the glucose levels in diabetics?

"Sure, that's been one of our biggest profit centers.  What does that have to do with this operation?"

"We made a modification in the device and now have one that can monitor the alcohol level in the blood.  We have tied that to an alarm type device with a few other functions and we can monitor if any of our trainees are consuming alcohol.  With the alarm we can be notified of the situation.  Add to that the tracking devices that we now have available to us and any of our trainees can be monitored as to their location and their sobriety."

"Exactly, and I'd like to combine all of the new technology and training procedures to get our latest trainee thru a special program, outfitted and in the field working for us. Due to what he did for us in the past I'd like to put him in a special status.  He'll be under our control as any other trainee but he'll enjoy special privileges as we have him join forces with us. Is everyone in agreement?" asked Craig.

All present nodded in agreement.

"Craig, shall we start his training together?" asked Bill.

"Yes, let me see that set of instructions you received from the Retrainer.  While I'm reading it over notify the shower room staff that we'll need them shortly, so they should stand by and get the new training room ready.  Oh, also get the doctor ready to implant the devices."

"Ted Dunbar, you are in a rather precarious position.  I'd like to ask you a few more questions," said Craig as he reentered the interrogation room.

"OK and those questions are?" replied Ted.

"First of all, you normally work in the Albuquerque area don't you?"

"Yes sir, but I had asked for a transfer to the Phoenix office recently.  I have actually been in the process of moving here.  I've been assigned here and was looking for a place to move too.  I wrapped up all my cases through the other office and am supposed to start in the Phoenix office next week."

"You understand that if the officer had arrested you on the DWI there is a good chance that you would not be able to transfer your license to Arizona from New Mexico?"

"I'm afraid so, that's why I agreed to listen to an alternative."

"Our concern here is not only what you could be convicted of now and stand to lose, but what your continued lifestyle could cause: problems not only for you but also for others. The purpose of our program is to prevent what could happen and in your case help you as well.  In order to do that, we need for you to commit yourself to our program.  I have here the contract applicable in your case.  If you would sign it we can get on with things"

Looking over the contract put in front of him Ted with a look of shock on his face, turned to Craig and said, "This is a contract for voluntary servitude, why should I do that? What right do you have?  I'm a free man in a free country, there is no such thing as slavery here.  Are you crazy?  Why should I sign this?"

"Let's just say that if you do not sign you will never work again. For someone in their early thirties I don't think you want to experience that.  Our connections will see to it that you are prosecuted, lose your license and I won't even hint at what else might happen."

"But servitude, for life?"

"Mr. Dunbar, you have thirty seconds to sign the contract or suffer the consequences, starting with I believe, an unfortunate accident."

Picking up the pen Ted hung his head in shame as he signed his name. "What am I going to do about work?"

"Your supervisor will be handled appropriately, for now that is not your concern. Since you have finished signing, it is time to start your training.  The first thing you must remember is in referring to me, though the proper term would be Master, you shall address me as Mr. Bellows outside of a training room.  Within any training room you shall use the term Master.  Anyone else shall be referred to as Sir unless you are instructed otherwise. Next you will speak only when given permission to speak.  Other rules of your action and behavior shall be given to you as needed.  Any failure on your part or hesitation when given an order will be punished.  Your first instruction to follow is to get up from the chair and strip.  Your clothing shall be neatly folded and placed on the table."

"What the ."

"Slap!" resounded through the room as Craig swung his open palm and forced Ted halfway across the room.

"You will obey without comment or hesitation, do I make myself clear?"

"Yeah!"

"Slap!" Ted again was thrown across the room.

"Your response will be in the form of Yes, Master. Do you understand?"

"Yes Master," Ted replied as he began to unbutton his shirt. Removing it he folded and placed it on the table.  Next came his shoes, he placed them next to his shirt then stuffed his socks inside them as they came off.  Unfastening his belt he pulled it from the loops and wrapped the buckle end around his hand.  As he pulled the belt loose he started to turn in an attempt to use it as a weapon.  Before the tip of his belt cleared the final loop he saw stars as a burst of pain shattered through his body and he fell to the floor convulsing.

"Try anything else and the next jolt you receive will be substantially greater.  That was a stun setting of two.  The highest setting is ten.  Would you like to try for another?"

"No Master, No. "

Ted resigned himself to his fate and after picking himself up off the floor and regaining his senses gingerly placed the belt on the table.  Unfastening his pants he let them fall leaving him standing only in his boxers.  He leaned over and picked up his pants folding them carefully and placing them with his other clothes.  With an inquisitive look towards Craig and a nod in return he placed his thumbs inside the waistband of his boxers and pushed them downwards, lifting first one leg and then the other to free himself of them.  As he folded and added them to the pile with one hand he reached down and rearranged his equipment.

"Put your hands behind your back.  From now on you will not touch yourself."

Craig quickly applied a set of handcuffs to Ted's wrists.

Pulling out a tag from the folder in front of him he began to fill in the various lines.

SC, STBS, SP, E, ABL, AM/LD, FBW, NR1, PA1.5,

He then pulled a clip from his pocket and hooking it over the tag reached forward and fastened the clip to Ted's right nipple.  Ted screamed as the clip fastened down on his nipple.

"You will learn to take much more than that by the time I'm finished, but your first lesson is that your body now belongs to me."

The door opened and a burley individual stepped in and without comment took Ted by the arm and led him out of the room and down the hall.  As they entered another room he Ted saw several nude men waiting for him in what seemed to be a locker/shower room. He was taken to the center of the room and one of the attendants approached him and began to read the tag.

"On your knees," came his first instruction.

"The tag says SC that means Slave cut," he said as he began to run a pair of clippers thru Ted's hair.

Ted was looking down at the floor in shame as his hair began to fall around him.  He always kept it very fashionable, somewhat short but always cut by a stylist.  It certainly wasn't going to look like that now.  Quickly finished, the attendant lifted him from under his arms and then taking one wrist at a time removed it from the cuffs and placed it in a cuff suspended overhead.  Once the wrists were secured he pulled two other cuffs attached to chains and placed them on Ted's ankles, fastened, each was pulled to the side and connected to a hook in the floor.  Ted found himself stretched in an X position.  The attendant interpreted the next item STBS, shoulder to toe body shave.  With shaving cream in hand and disposable razors the attendant with an assistant worked their way from his shoulders down his backside and down his legs.  When they had finished the back of the legs one of the men reached up and using both hands pulled apart the cheeks of Ted's rear as the other man with several quick swipes removed any hair that had resided in his butt crack.  Finished with the back, the two started on his front.  Each man worked on one side.  Each arm was completed then they began at the shoulder level and down each pec carefully circling each nipple removing any hair to be found.  Then down the treasure trail denuding the abs and stopping just as they approached the groin area.  Side tracking to the legs nothing soon remained but the private area.  With the same speed they set upon his scrotum and the area behind it.  After trimming with scissors then using the razors nothing was left but half inch long pubic hair in a one inch wide strip above his dick.

Ted had long passed a stage of being red with embarrassment and had now turned so deep a color one would have thought he'd been sun burnt. It seems the SP meant Slave Pubes and that was the description of what he had left in his groin area.

The cuffs were released and he was moved to another area where again he was restrained.  This time some soap was applied to his rosebud and a nozzle was inserted.  He was to experience his first enema (E).  The solution rushed inside and created a level of pressure he had never before felt. After repeating the procedure several times he finally was declared clean and was showered.

No towel being provided he was told to simply use his hand and plane the water off his body.  Two men appeared and each grabbing an arm escorted him out of the room and into another.  This room looked like a doctors examining room. Shortly a white-coated man entered the room and began to examine him.  He drew blood and then strapped him face down to a table.

"I am taking care of several more of the items on your list; FBW is the full blood work that I have already drawn ABL is a new little ditty that we've developed, Alcohol Blood Level.  This little device once I implant it will monitor the alcohol level in your blood. With it's transmitter we will be able to monitor you and be aware of any time you consume any alcohol.  It has a number of functions which we will fill you in on later, but for now let's say I wouldn't advise you to drink.  You may not care for the consequences. The AM/LD is part of that device that the Alarm Module with Location Device.  These will be inserted into your back under the shoulder blade. They have a special feature, if you try to remove them without our special programming first they will release a lethal jolt of electricity.  We have the ability to program the level and institute a jolt at any time so if you try to escape we can incapacitate or even terminate you at any time, anywhere you may be.  Your slave identification number has been programmed into the devices as well."  With the explanation given Ted felt a slight stab below his right shoulder blade.  Moments later the doctor commented that it was all done.  Now it was time for a few visible reminders.  He unfastened Ted from the table and just as quickly turned him on his back and restrained him again.

"These will give you something to see in the mirror and remember your position," the doctor said as he clamped down on Ted's left nipple. Within seconds the doctor pushed through a piercing needle and then followed it with a one inch ring.  Pain emanated from the nipple as his eyes grew wide in disbelief.  The right nipple suffered the same humiliation and pain causing Ted to see bright splotches of white in his minds' eye.  The doctor then reached down and with a strong grip encircled Ted's dick.  Ted started to yell and scream only to be silenced when a phallic shaped gag was thrust into his mouth and secured around his head.

Returning his grip on Ted's dick he began to insert something down the urethra. There was a stab to the underside of his shaft and the needle went into whatever had been inserted into the end of his dick.  That was replaced with an inch and a half ring and it was closed.  Ted was ready to faint but was so overcome with shock that he held on to  his senses wondering what else could possible happen.

The doctor looked over the tag and declared that all had been completed; it was now time for him to be taken to the training room to start his training.

Again he was escorted and soon found himself in another room.  This room was unlike any he had ever witnessed before and waiting for him was the man from the interrogation room and another, a giant who stood at least 6'5".

"Ted, at this point I believe, though you are raising questions in your mind, your compliance is simply for the avoidance of pain. In your mind you have not yet totally allowed yourself to realize that you now belong to me, body and soul, totally and completely.  I can order anything I wish to be done to you, and you can not alter it.  I have the power to even take your life if I would so desire.  What you must learn is that your total goal, your desire must be to please me.  Nothing else should be of any consequence to you.  In pleasing me you will find your pleasure and inner peace.  We will now begin the training to free your mind and bring you to that point.  All is being explained so that you can more quickly understand what is to happen.  But I guarantee, you will reach that point, no matter how long it may take.  But first, get up on the table on all fours with your head down."

Ted without hesitation, moved to the table climbed up and got into position.

"Good, now I will examine the body that now belongs to me." That said Craig began to run his hands over Ted's shoulders and down his back, slowly circling the mounds of his ass and then with one hand on each cheek pulling them apart so he could examine the area in between.  Running his fingers up and down the crack be slowly massaged the rosebud then going lower he ran his fingers through the area behind the scrotum and deftly encircled the scrotum applying a firm degree of pressure.  Ted moaned at the ministrations.  Craig proceeded to move his fingers ever so lightly over the shaft and took notice that it was lengthening as he caressed its surface.  Catching some precum as it leaked from the end of the shaft, Craig returned his fingers to Ted's anus and with the precum began to circle the rosebud slowly applying pressure and using the precum as lubricant.  In a short time his finger invaded the sphincter sinking into Ted's rectum.  As he massaged the walls and stretched the hole he caught more precum and with it started another finger into the hot chute.  Continuing this he soon had three fingers moving in and out and moving around as Ted could only moan and against what his mind was telling him to do, his body was pushing itself back, trying to intensify the feelings stemming from his finger-fuck.  Craig pushed further in and hit the prostate.  A wave of pleasure swept over Ted as Craig began to knead and examine his pleasure nut.  Craig suddenly pulled his hand away and began to make notes in his file.

Ted knew not to speak and was too embarrassed to voice his wish: for Craig to continue. Craig made note of the tightness of Ted's anus and the size of his prostate gland. He then had him sit up, spreading his knees wide apart, his feet together and resting his ass on his feet.  Ted's cock stood tall and hard glistening with his glands a bright red and fully inflated.  Craig measured the length at eight inches and then after noting it on the chart instructed Ted to relieve himself.  Lost in his lust and desire to come, Ted grabbed his pole with his right hand and began to pump.

Harder and harder, faster and faster until he shot, the first volley flew above his head and then fell back onto the table.  Each successive volley went a shorter distance but too landed on the table.  After nine shots he felt as if he were to collapse.  Never before had he felt such an orgasm. His strength had been sucked out of him as each volley of his cum had propelled its way out of his body.

Craig took his finger and putting it into some of the cum, raised it to his lips and tasted it.

"Nutty, strong and good volume," he commented as he again added notes to the file. "Ted, get off the table and lick the table clean."

Ted followed the orders without hesitation but could not understand why he was doing so without disagreement.  In his mind he could not accept this as being right, but somewhere else in his mind, he was being reminded that only through obedience could he avoid punishment.

Once the table was clean Craig turned to Bill and asked him to fasten Ted to the table for training.  Bill backed Ted up to the table and then pressed him back so that his back was lying on the table.  He fastened a strap over his lower stomach holding him fast.  Each wrist was pulled out to the side and strapped down.  Another strap circled his chest leaving his upper body immobile.  Lifting one leg at a time Bill pulled the foot up and with another strap held it tightly a good six to eight inches from his ears.  Once both feet were fastened it was obvious that Ted's ass and testicles were prominently in view and accessible.

Craig reached between Ted's legs and moved the shaft of his cock to lie in the center of his abs.

"Ted I am first going to check your pain tolerance level. After that I am going to begin your training.  There are eighty-seven locations on the body which I can strike, some lightly, some harder which will cause you pain. I will start with one blow to each of these areas.  The next day I will strike each of these areas twice.  The full program of training runs eighty-seven days increasing the number of blows by one each day.  Let's just say that no one has been able to get past day three.  You will break, how soon is up to you, but when you do you will realize totally and completely that I am your Master and your only desire will be to please me."

"We will start with a test of your pain threshold."  With that said Craig swiftly laid a blow of the cane the length of Ted's right foot.  A blood curdling scream came from Ted shocking even him when he realized that he had been the one screaming. "If I had the proper tool a blow would be given between each of your toes, but since I don't this will have to do." Another blow, followed by another scream as the left foot received the fury of the cane."

Putting down the cane Craig picked up a knotted cord.  As he allowed Ted to see the cord he said, "Just a light cord with a knot in it, now for the first area of the eighty-seven." With that said he aimed the knot right for the rosebud on Ted's ass.  As it connected Ted again shrieked in pain, pain greater than he had even dreamed possible. His bladder gave way and Ted pissed all over his chest and face.  "Bill grab a towel and clean him up before we proceed, I don't want a mess of the new table."  Bill did as ordered and Ted could only lie there, crying as his pain and humiliation was to continue.

"And for the second place," With great aim and a powerful flick of the wrist the knot on the cord struck the right testicle.  Ted thought he would vomit; whatever level of pain he had felt before, it had now been surpassed.  His nervous system was in a state of overload. He could not form words, only a scream of pain like a wounded animal could escape from his throat.  He had no more started to gather his senses when another blow fell pushing higher the crescendo of pain, this time his left testicle.

Craig turned to set down the cord and pick up a small tawse. A short handle and six leather strings about eight inches long.  The time it took to exchange the torturous tool was just enough for Ted to regain some speech and he began to beg. "Master please Master, no more, I'm yours to do with as you please, please Master stop." Tears streaked his face as his eyes only implored the training to stop.

"You accept me as your Master? With no reservations?  You understand if I have any suspicion that you are lying to me I will administer all eighty-seven levels of pain?

"YES MASTER, YES  please no more!"

"Very well, Bill unfasten him and lead him to the horse."

With restraints removed Bill helped Ted to get off the table.  He was quite wobbly but with the assistance managed to move to the other side of the room where he brought in front of what he presumed to be the horse.

"Lean over and spread your feet.  If you show any resistance we will resume your training.  Full acceptance here will help to verify your acceptance of your status and position."

Ted leaned forward over the horse and after moving his feet apart reached down with his hands and grasped the handles available.  In his mind he knew that his had to be his choice, he had to want to do this to please this man.  No other alternative was acceptable.

"Are you ready?" Craig asked.

"Yes Maser Yes"

Grabbing some lube Craig once again started to work it into Ted's ass.  One finger at a time slowly massaging, stretching.  When he had worked all three fingers in and been able to spread them considerable he pulled them out and aligning his dick with Ted's hole he slowly pressed forward.

Surprisingly to Ted he felt no pain just a full sensation as the intruder sank deeper and deeper into the recesses of his rectum.

Craig didn't push, he allowed Ted to become accustomed to each inch as he buried himself further and further in.

Once he was entirely in Craig slowly started to pull back out then just as the ridge of his glans would have passed over the sphincter he reversed and thrust back in.  Ted started to feel a wave of pleasure wash over his body and started to move his hips back accentuating each and every thrust.  Soon he could not contain himself and began to shout," Fuck me, give it to me, bury it in me, I need it, please Master fuck me!"

Craig picked up speed and with more and more force pounded away at Craig's ass.  Each thrust was bombarding Ted's prostate and Ted was going wild with desire and lust.  Never before had he felt so alive, so loved, so in need of another to dominate him and take him to a level of ecstasy never before experienced.

As Craig reached his pinnacle he burst forth with shot after shot of cum coating Ted's insides as never before.  The sudden increase in size and hardness of the invader and the release of cum sent Ted over the abyss and he began to shoot volley after volley of cum as his sphincter clamped down and milked all the more out of Craig.  Craig, exhausted, fell forward over Ted and lie with his chest against Ted's back as he regained his strength.

Removing himself from Ted and hearing a "Pop" as his cock became free of Ted's ass, Craig told Ted to remain there. He then turned to Bill and instructed him to prepare to fuck Ted.  Bill removed his clothing and positioning himself behind Ted had no problem popping through and sinking all the way into him in one thrust.

Craig moved around to the front of Ted and instructed him to clean him up.  Moving forward and directing his cock towards Ted's mouth, Ted quickly realized what he was to do and opened his mouth to readily accept that which was offered.

As Ted licked, cleaned and generally lusted over Craig's cock Bill continued his assault.  All too soon Ted was approaching that pinnacle again and beginning to shoot clamped down on Bill's dick sending him over as well.  Bill started to shoot over and over again emptying himself into Ted.

Ted's ministrations had brought Craig again to an orgasm and as the other two traveled over that abyss, Craig unloaded several more volleys of cum down Ted's throat.

It took a little time for each of the men to regain their bearings.  Ted was sent for another shower and then into a cell to sleep the night.  Craig and Bill cleaned up the room and then after a shower also called it a night.

At breakfast the next morning the men reviewed the progress of the previous evening.  It was the consensus of opinion with a week of two of physical training with Bill and a few more sporadic tests Ted would be ready to begin his new position as an investigator for them.  Once the men felt he was ready they would apprise him of his new living conditions and circumstances.  They would also explain who they were and why he was being brought into the fold.  Until then, he would continue to think he was just another slave with limited responsibilities and no rights.

The next several weeks went by quickly.  Ted's training went even better than expected.  Never once did he hesitate or cause any problem.  He was quick to pick up on what he was being taught and completed his tasks without attitude.  He always seemed to try and surpass an expectation given him.

He was soon summoned to Craig's office.

"Master, how I can I be of service?"

"Please be seated, I need to discuss some things with you. Do you remember in our initial interview I asked you if you had worked on a particular case? You may speak freely in this meeting."

"Yes Master Yes, I do remember it."

"Your actions in that case meant very much for me and though I realize you may think your training has been very rough, there was a reason for it."

"Master, it is not for me to question your desires, only to fulfill them to your satisfaction."

"I'm glad you said it that way.  You see my partners are Greg Forester and Phil his son.  Through your actions you brought us Evan, Phil's son and George, Evan's other Grandfather.   We are a team.  Evan is the light of our life.  We wanted you to be properly trained to care for your problem but also to prepare you for what we wanted you to do.  Normally one of our trainees would stay within a number of constraints.  He may work for us outside of this facility but his life is pretty Spartan.  We would like for you to join us in our household.  It will be an unusual position, you will still be under our control, but you will be allowed to return to your type of work.  The only difference is that work will be by our assignment.  In exchange, to the outside world you will appear to be a normal participating member of society.  You will have quarters in our home, your own financial accounts, and possessions.  From what has transpired during your training and the indicators we have sensed we believe that you will enjoy the lifestyle we have to offer.  Is that acceptable to you?"

"You're giving be back my life, improved, with a safety net to keep me from going astray, providing me with my work, and even the fulfillment of my dream sex life? I would be a fool not to jump at the chance.  So long as this is what you want me to do.  You have taught me that I can be happy beyond my wildest dreams if I fulfill your wants and desires.  My desire is to do that which pleases you, Master."

"Well said, I realize there is a potential for problems and for that reason we will not remove any of the implants or change your contractual status.  If you do screw up I will initiate retraining.  I don't think you want to go through any more of that do you?"

"Master, no master but if it would be your desire then I will do so."

"I want you to meet a few people." Speaking into the intercom," Greg and Phil please come into my office for a moment. I want you to welcome Ted."

"Ted welcome to our family, you can't realize how happy we are that you brought Evan to us," said Phil as he strode into the room immediately shaking Ted's hand.

"I'll ditto that statement, I always thought my son was the light of my universe but my grandson makes everyday even brighter and I have you to at least partially thank for it. I'm glad you accepted both our unorthodox method of help and your new position with us.

Over the next month or so Ted was assigned tasks he could complete within the offices of the training center.  During this time he was established in his new quarters, his wardrobe was purchased and he regrew his more stylish hair cut.  He was also introduced to Evan and they became very fond of each other.  He experienced a happiness and peace like never before.

Time continued to march on for the rest of the household. The seasons passed and before any one could realize it the men were drawn into a discussion with Evan concerning what classes he would be taking his freshman year of high school. Evan was maintaining a straight A average.  With his Father and Grandfathers having graduate degrees and his other Grandfather being a graduate of the school of hard knocks nothing less could be expected.  Everyone seemed to know when to push, when to help, and when to make him find his own way.

Included in the discussion were extra-curricular activities. He wanted to go out for football with his buddy Bobby.  It seems that the two had been playing football for the last two years, just not on the school's teams but in a pick-up type setting.  Evan was doing pretty well and chances were that they both could get on the team.

Phil agreed to allow him to go out for football, with of course the usual fatherly concerns; the only surprise was that even thought school wasn't starting for another two weeks practice was starting right away.  The following day was spent outfitting Evan for football.  Bobby tagged along and ended up being outfitted as well.

The practices were a little rough at first, but it was just a matter of getting used to the way the freshman coaches wanted to do things.  Evan and Bobby had the physical stamina; it seems they had managed to get Bill to oversee their body building.  They never knew just what Bill's position was with the family but he was always around and the way he looked he had to know what he was talking about.  Phil was aware of the boys training and he and Bill discussed at length just what could and couldn't be said in front of the boys.  Their program was also discussed and really was quite aggressive for boys their age, but they had responded well to it and along with their normal growth spurts were becoming rather well built handsome young men.

Evan and Bobby had been growing closer and closer over time their experimentation going farther and farther.  They had become quite the jack-off buddies.  They viewed themselves as brothers and didn't feel any hesitation in doing anything they could think of with each other's body.  Their activities were purely of love and had never crossed over to any aspects of pain; it had never crossed their mind.

The fourth week of practice the boys had just come out of the shower.  They had helped to put away equipment and were running rather late.  Besides, with everyone else cleared out, they could have a little fun with each other in the shower.  The risk of getting caught made it all the more exciting.  As they quietly returned to the locker room they noticed the partially open door to the freshman coach's office.  Hearing some unmistakable sounds they decided to investigate.  Quietly they snuck into position so they could see and better hear what was going on in the office.

There in front of them with his eyes closed and head back was their coach.  He was a younger guy just recently out of college and new to the school.  At six foot two inches and about 190 lb. this guy was quite handsome.  His hair was cut short and black in color.  His skin was a dark bronze, partly from his Italian heritage and partly from his exposure to the sun. He had the typical athletic build, wide shoulders, well built chest, a full eight pack of abs, a covering of short black hair all over his chest and the treasure trail that lead to the nine inch Italian sausage he was pumping with his fist. His shorts, jock and shirt were thrown on the floor next to his desk along with his shoes. Socks covered his feet, but the rest of his body was well on display as a fine layer of sweat could be seen from the top of his socks to his forehead. His feet were propped up on his desk and his back was encircled by his desk chair tilted in such a position to bring his groin almost to the edge of the desk.

"AWWWW  Ggggoooooodddd  come on , oh   fuck baby cum, fuck oh fuck!!!!!!!!"

His eyes drew tighter as his hand moved faster and faster up and down on his pole until he shot. Cum flew over his head and painted the wall behind him. The next shot hit him in the forehead, followed by landings on his nose, chin and then chest, abs, and finally the last spewed form his cock running down over his fingers as they milked the final drops.

The boys moved into position on either side of him as his orgasm overtook his body.  As he started to come down off his high his eyes flew open as he felt a tongue on each side of his chest licking at the cum sticking to his hair.

"What the hell are you doing?" he asked in shock.

"Just enjoying your little show coach," replied Evan.

"And tasting a little cream," added Bobby.

"Listen guys, you can't tell any one about this, I could lose my job, why are you still here?"

"We helped put away equipment and then decided to stay around for our own reasons; we like to take a long relaxing shower.  Looks like that's what you need right now don't you? Care to join us?"

"I can't do that.  I'd surely get fired."

"Not if no one knew about it.  Besides if you don't shower with us maybe someone might just find about your little show, then what would happen?" asked Evan.

"You guys aren't trying to blackmail me, are you?"

"Evan, can you believe coach?  We find him putting on a little show that I'm sure the head coach would love to know about and then when we ask him if we can all continue together in the shower he thinks we're trying to blackmail him.  Can you believe that?"

"Bobby I don't know maybe we ought to call my Dad and ask him what we should do.   Think so?"

"Ok guys let's take a shower, just don't say anything to anyone please."

"Sounds good to me, how about with you Bobby?"

"Sure let's go"

"Hey coach, how about a blow job for me and then you can give one to Bobby?"

"Guys, isn't that pushing things a little too far?"

"Evan where did your Father say he was going to be during practice tonight?"

"Ok, but just this once, we can't have this happen again."

"I wouldn't bet on that coach, I think we have plenty of reason to get together a lot this season. Don't you think so Bobby?"

"Seems that way to me Evan.  After all coach what's a little "feel good" between friends.

"James Marcum? This is Officer Tate with the Phoenix police department.  Are you related to a Sandy and Lily Marcum?"

"Yes, why, is there something wrong?  Sandy Marcum is my mother and Lily Marcum is my wife, why are you calling?

"Are you at your office on Washington St. sir?"

"Yes, why are you calling what is the matter?"

"Sir, I'd rather not discuss it over the phone but I can be at your office within a few minutes, may I see you there

sir?

"Yes of course but why are you calling?  What is going on? Tell me something man!"

"I will be there momentarily sir.  Please wait for me.  I will explain then.

To be continued...

Posted: 08/27/10