Good Counsul?

By: Rod
(© 2010 by the author)

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Chapter 23

"Mars, wake up it's time to go handle our fathers," said Glenn as he shook his lover.

"Oh! I was sleeping?  How long have I been asleep?" asked Mars.

"For at least an hour, we were supposed to go over to the center to deal with our fathers, but you evidently were so tired after lunch when you came up to get ready to go over you laid down and took a nap."

"I haven't been with my father already?" asked Mars.

"No, why?  We're supposed to go over now to see them."

"Then I had a dream, Glenn, you wouldn't want to know what I had done to my father!"

"I might, you never know, are you going to tell me about it?  Shall I postpone our sessions with them?" asked Glenn.

"Perhaps we should, at least until I can talk to Craig or Greg.  I guess I dreamt of what you did as well, and I have to tell you it was pretty neat.  To be honest, I'm afraid of what thoughts went through my mind; I don't want to take a chance of doing something I might regret later.  Let's talk to Craig first.  Would you call him and ask if we can talk for a while first?"

"Sure, I have no doubt he would be willing to do that, I know what he has suggested in confronting our fathers is for our benefit more than anything else, get ready and I'll call, then we can talk with him and decide what to do from there."

"Mars that was quite a dream.  I understand why you are so upset.  As short of a time as I have known you I already have realized that you have no desire to actually hurt anyone, and especially not someone you wish could return your love such as your father.  At the same time though, I think your dream just serves to allow your inner feelings to be known that for what he has done, you do have deep resentment.  The fact that it scares you, and you do not in reality wish to do such a thing, shows your humanity. Probably the driving force behind you wanting to be a social worker, would never allow you to do something like that.  You have your own set of checks and balances that will govern your life and keep you on the right track.  From what I understand the difference between a normal person and a psychopath is that ability to draw the line of what he might think about and what he would do.  The problem with the psychopath is he is unable to keep from crossing that line, when he does he becomes sadistic and hurts the ones around him.   Your restraint shows your humanity and makes you the man you are.  I hope nothing will ever change that would make you want to cross over the line.  I only too well realize that in social work you may see things that could make you want to lash out at the inhumanity that man inflicts on his fellow man and in many times on his own helpless offspring.  It could be very difficult to honor that line, but those who can have the potential to do the field a great service," said Craig after calmly listening to Mars' recount of his dream.

"As bad as your scene with your Dad, what you saw for me with mine and Matt was out of this world.  I love it and think I'll follow your script to a tee," interjected Glenn with a look of mischief across his face.

"Actually, I also thought it was pretty good too.  Appropriately humiliating, not sadistic, gets the point across and actually serves as a good lesson," added Craig.

"I'm glad you liked what I thought of for Terrence and Matthew, but I still need to decide on what to do with my Dad," said Mars.

"I may have a suggestion for you there, if you are interested," replied Craig.

"Sure, please tell me, I'm all ears for anything at this point other than what I dreamt," stated Mars.

"Well one of your goals is for your father to never be able to fuck anyone or anything again.  Am I correct?"

"Yes, and so?"

"I recently received a new chastity device that attaches in some interesting ways.  If you like I can have the doctor explain all of the details to you and then perhaps with his assistance you could devise just what you want to do," said Craig.

"That sounds fine with me, would he be available now for me to find out about it?" asked Mars.

"I'm sure he would be, let me give him a call and I'll let him know you are on the way over to see him.  Glenn, did you want to go with Mars and hear about it too?"

"You better believe it, I would like to see this thing too, sounds interesting," answered Glenn.

"OK no problem, but before you two go over to the doctor's office, I have something else that we can take care of.  Don has given me the application for your emancipation Glenn, and I have looked it over. I think it should be a good arrangement so if you would like to examine it and sign it, we will get in working."

"Sure, let me see what Dad put together," said Glenn as Craig pulled the document from his desk and handed it across to Glenn.

For the next twenty minutes Glenn read through the document occasionally asking a few questions for clarifications.  It seems that not only had Don laid out the emancipation and all the supporting reasons but integral to those reasons, was the disposition of his father's distributorship.  The way things were written it seems that Glenn would be set for life, drawing the proper portion that would have been due his father as the profits for the company, but the management would be handled by Craig's management team and Glenn would have the right to become involved if he so desired even to the extent of eventually taking over his father's position as well.   If he never stepped into the position it wouldn't matter, Glenn would still profit from the distributorship anyway.  The only difference was that if it were under management other than Glenn's there would be a management expense levied within the normal cost of operations.  The expense was reasonable and fair and would leave Glenn a healthy income.  His inheritance of all the property previously held by his parents would establish a financial well being quite generously.  Without hesitation he signed the application and along with Craig as a witness and a notary's signature the document was ready for filing.

Mars and Glenn left Craig's office and made their way to the doctor's office.  It was an informative session with the doctor as Mars learnt about the device that his father would soon become all too aware of.  With the planning between the three of them they began to formulate the scene that would have a defining effect on all their lives.  Due to the time of the day and it being Christmas Eve, they decided that the encounters with the father's would become all that more poignant and take place the next day instead, on Christmas day.  It would be some gift the men would receive from their son's that day.

Christmas Eve was spent with the entire group of men working together to decorate the last tree.  This tree in the den would be the one around which they would gather in the morning.  Not subject to inclusion in the contest, this tree would be of and for, the unique family that had formed over the years.   Normal definitions of related did not exist within this household.  These men formed a bond that was closer than blood could make them. Each member was there by choice and wanted to be nowhere else.  This would truly be the best Christmas spent by several, and one to be cherished by all.

The cooks outdid themselves and prepared a feast that enticed each and every one of the men to overindulge.  As they forced their way away from the table each man groaned as the realization overcame them that they had eaten much more than they could comfortably handle.  Greg invited one and all to join him in the den where they could enjoy the sites of the tree and pleasure in the camaraderie of an after dinner brandy.  This was a special occasion, they were finally all together and it was Christmas Eve.  Great obstacles had been overcome and they were all safe.  The staff had been given the evening off after dinner so Greg did the honors of serving the brandy. Each of the men watched with interest as Mars and Glenn had their first taste of brandy.  Their first sips caused them to begin to choke as the fiery liquid made its way down their virgin throats.  The men, once they got control of their laughter, counseled the boys in adjusting to the new experience, informing them that the reaction was normal for a first time to consume the beverage, take small sips and they would soon become accustomed to the brandy.  Within a few minutes they were all quietly enjoying the camaraderie of the new found bond between them.

 All too soon the effects of the evening began to take their toll an each man began to doze.  In pairs they quietly stole away to their bedrooms with thoughts of passing into the oblivion of deep sleep, wondering just what would be in store for them the next morning.  As they headed towards their rooms they seemed to be revitalized with thoughts quite different that those of sleep entering their minds.

It was questionable just how much sleep would be gotten that night as George had left with Bill and headed to George's room.  Ted proceeded to his own room, one that he shared with Jed anyway.   Don had gone with Coach to his room. Craig had followed Greg and went to Greg's room only to be shortly joined by Phil accompanied by James.

The younger men had gone as one would imagine, Mars with Glenn, Bobby with Evan, and Jimmy with Jason.  Rainbow had followed Glenn when Evan's door had closed before he could enter.

As soon as the door had closed behind Bill and George, George had taken command with his voice and ordered Bill to present.  Bill snapped to attention and placing his feet apart, his chest out and his hands behind his neck came to complete attention with his gaze appropriately to the floor slightly in front of him.  His reaction could be duly noted as the front of his jeans jetted forward giving full vision of his endowment.  As he stood unmoving George walked around him looking him up and down as if he were on military inspection.  Calmly George told him, "It's been much too long since we have been able to play as we used too.  Only recently through your help in my rehab, have I approached the fitness I once had.  I think at least for this evening I'll enjoy resuming my position as Master, the position that first brought us together so many years ago.  You have learned well and I am more proud of you than you can possibly believe."

A wet spot began to form on the front of Bill's jeans. As George noticed, he just smiled and refrained for the moment to comment.  After several minutes without any sound but that of their breathing George finally broke the silence by instructing Bill to strip.  Slowly as he had been taught so many years ago he removed one shoe at a time then his sock which he folded and placed within the shoe.  He unfastened his belt and pulled it from the loops and folding it over twice placed it across his shoes.  Next he undid the snap at his waist and slowly lowering the zipper revealing his pubic hair as his cock pushed its way through the opening of the fabric and exposed itself.  With a nudge of each hand on the sides of his hips his jeans fell to the floor.  He stepped out of them and leaning so as to expose his ass to George he bent fully over and picked them up slowly, so that George would have ample time to view the treasure just revealed. Methodically folding his jeans he placed them on top of his belt and turned facing George.  One button at a time, he moved from his neck line to his waist, slightly pulling his shirt open as each button gave way.  Once the front of his shirt was completely undone he unfastened his cuffs with his teeth and then slowly allowed his shirt to slide off of his shoulders, before it could touch the floor his hands snatched it in air and folded it to take its place on top of his jeans.  Standing again at present he had only his tee shirt remaining.  This had always been a peculiarity of George's.  He was to stop when attired only with the tee and wait for permission to continue.  Upon receiving that permission he would cross his arms reaching down and grasping the bottom edge of his tee and slowly, very slowly raise it above his head and remove it.  While doing so his abdomen would stretch and display itself.  Invariably his cock would be standing at attention and offer a stupendous sight while his eyes would be covered and he could not see any expression on his audience's face.  Turning the tee right side out he then folded it, placed it on top of the pile and returned to his proper position for further instructions.

George smiled as Bill had followed each step perfectly, pleased that his former student would remember well what he had been taught.  He then stepped forward and placing his hand around Bill's scrotum asked," and to whom do these belong?"

"Master to you, sir!" replied Bill without hesitation.

"And what shall I do with them?"

"Master it is not for me to decide, it is your will that dictates what is done to this lowly slave.  My purpose is only to please you sir.  My pleasure is only in serving and pleasing you Master."

"Properly answered, you have learnt and remembered well Boi"

Bill wished to respond but he had not been asked a question and it would be incorrect for him to say anything at this time.

"I think it's time you had a little CBT, it's been a long time Boi.  Go to the cabinet and bring back what we need."

Bill approached the cabinet and found a wide assortment of toys applicable.  The decision now was which one was the right one.  He knew his own limits but knew his task was to please his master not himself.  The job was to decide what his master would want; he also knew that he must be speedy in his choice as too long a delay could cause more pain.  Pain which he would endure for his master no matter what, but pain he hoped deep down he could minimize.  He too remembered that if his master did not agree with his choice he would choose another, even worse than what he would have used originally.

He quickly picked up a ball stretcher that would extend even his low hangers and then a set of nut busters which when placed correctly would practically mash his balls to the shape of a coin.

"Wise choice boy, as usual," commented George as he took the apparatus from Bill and Bill replaced his hands behind his neck as the rest of his body moved into the proper position.

George cupped Bill's balls gingerly weighing them and the meatiness of his cock and then he encircled Bill's scrotum pulling down and extending his balls away from his body. With the other hand he fastened the ball stretcher deftly around his prey.  As each of his testicles seemed strained beneath the thin and transparent skin of his sack George took one at a time and placed the nut buster around it. Carefully, while paying due attention to the reaction of his slave he began to tighten the instrument of pain.  Bill fought with all his might to keep from making any sign of reaction but finally the pain hit a crescendo which made even him begin to tear.  At that point George stopped applying additional pressure and moved to imprison the other testicle.  Soon the similar point had been reached and George stepped back to look at his subject.  Bill continued to stand as was expected with a blank stare across his face as he was evidently zoning out to transfer the pain.  George leaned forward and with one hand wrapped tightly around Bill's cock he began to lick then nibble and finally chew on each of Bill's nipples.  As the chewing grew in its intensity Bill began to quietly moan, an expression of the pleasure that was now coursing its way throughout his body.  All too well he remembered fondly how many hours he had stood in just this position while George had played his body all so well. Pleasure was replacing any pain and other areas of his body ached for attention.

George knew his student well and though they were both a number of years older the reactions had not changed.  George was getting harder by the moment, hidden only by the clothing he was still wearing.  Bill had begun to produce pre-cum as he always would and a constant stream could be seen making its way from the head of his dick to the floor. With each beat of his heart his cock was pulsing, it would rise even higher then settle down ever so slightly never moving below horizontal, and more often seemingly attempting to become totally vertical and stand adjacent to his abs.  Once Bill's nips were red and swollen, George stepped back and instructed Bill to disrobe him.  Tenderly and with loving care Bill proceeded to remove each piece of George's clothing and after folding, put them neatly aside.   When he came to George's belt and trousers he lovingly unfastened and removed them with out the aid of his hands.  He deftly unfastened the belt then with his teeth removed it to use his hands only for folding after the item was removed. Between his teeth and tongue he unfastened the top of the trousers then with his teeth lowered the zipper.  Once the zipper had been unfastened they were overtaken by gravity and fell to the floor.   With a step of each foot they were quickly freed to be taken, folded and added to the pile.

His boxers acquiesced to the gentle tug of Bill's teeth once he had grasped the front with his teeth and pulled it out and downward sufficiently to allow clearance from the package within.  Once all items of clothing had been removed Bill remained in front of George on his knees.  He looked up and with the known question in his eyes received a nod of approval.  Keeping his hands behind his back, Bill, following his tongue ventured into the treasure area before him.   Tenderly he kissed the tip of George's dick then with his tongue bathed up and down the shaft.  As George moved his feet apart to allow access Bill began to tongue his balls, lovingly slathering each one then one at a time pulling them into his mouth to gingerly massage them with his tongue.  As George expressed his pleasure through his moans Bill sucked them both in at once and began to carefully work them over pulling them ever so gently farther and farther away from their master’s body.   As he let them go with a plop he moved up onto the shaft slathering up and down each side and the underside careful to catch each precious drop of pre-cum as it made its way off the tip and over the glans to the shaft.  After bathing the area as well as possible he encircled the tip with his lips and as the moans of pleasure increased from George, Bill engorged himself on the straining cock presented him.  As he sank down the tip entered the back of his mouth, a well trained swallow and the glans passed into Bill's throat.  The actions of his throat massaged the end of George's cock and seemed to pull it deeper in.  Occasionally Bill would back off just enough to maintain his breathing, but would swallow the glans right back down, only serving to increase the pleasurable feeling and bringing George closer and closer to the edge.  Just as George was about to go beyond that point of no return Bill knew to back off and allow him to regain control before climaxing.

The pain in Bills groin was still present, but he had transferred it to a warmth and source of pleasure.   George had him stand and then turn and bend over.  With the pre-cum accumulated he moistened Bill's rectum and starting with one finger and then adding one at a time he quickly opened Bill to a comfortable size.   Without hesitation he placed the tip of his cock at Bill's entrance and with one quick thrust impaled himself completely.   Bill was still tight, but over the years had become very adept at taking cock.  He would not have wanted George to have taken him in any other way. This was a man's way to do it, and they were both men, any other way would not have been right.

As George thrust in and out of Bill he reached around and assaulted his nips.  Closer and closer they both came until Bill finally cried out that he was about to come.  George reached down and with his thumb and forefinger flicked Bill's cock and then his balls.  The combination, with the pressure still being applied from the apparatus, along with the sudden halt in thrusting, brought Bill back from the edge.  George rested momentarily to ensure they were both back from the edge before he started to thrust again into Bill's love tunnel.  With the instruction that he should not come it was a fight for Bill to continue dealing with the feelings overcoming his body as George brought himself to climax and shot repeatedly into Bill.  Only the mental self-control he had practiced for so long allowed him to maintain control and not go over the edge.

George pulled out and immediately Bill went to his knees and cleaned off his Master's cock.  Tenderly he did so, so as not to incur the wrath that could come to him with the after orgasm sensitivity that existed.  Bill was then instructed to lie back on the bed.  Restraints appeared and Bill was soon spread-eagle across the bed, each of his arms and legs pulled out at ninety degree angles to each other allowing no movement.  Carefully George leaned over his lover and removed the nut busters.  The ball stretcher he left in place and utilizing the d-clips on either side ran another tether from them to the end of the bed.  The last section to which the rope attached was a bungee cord putting a certain amount of variable tension into play.  As Bill lay, unable to move, George began first with a deep kiss then moving down he began to kiss and nip all over Bill's body.  He did not neglect Bill's arm pits and worked them over thoroughly leaving faint but ever present signs of his presence.  Again he attacked Bill's nips, already sensitized greatly, Bill responded with writhes of pleasure as synapses fired off within his brain.  His cock continued to pulse as his body experienced wave after wave of emotion.  Past his navel George continue to minister to his prey.  When he reached the waist he skipped over and started at Bill's feet.  Even with the restraints he was able to use his tongue over Bill's feet and take each of his toes into his mouth to suck on them and further heighten the feelings washing over Bill.

Up the legs and finally into the groin area, he bathed each area with his saliva and vacuumed it with his lips before he licked away any remaining residue with his tongue.  Once he attacked the groin area he started by pulling at the pubic hair with his teeth, skipping around the area to further confuse his victim.  After teasing long enough be directed his attention to the pulsating cock rising form the neatly trimmed pubic region.  First with a kiss and then a deep thrusting of the tip of his tongue into the piss slit he presence was made all to well known.  Bill tossed his head and forth as the waves of pleasure shot from his groin.  When George had lubricated him well with his saliva and the pre-cum, he moved forward to sit astride him and as he pushed back while directing the pulsating steel battering ram with one hand he enveloped him completely with his own tunnel and impaled himself fully.  Reaching behind him he picked up the small tawse he had placed there in preparation and on each downward movement he tawsed Bill's chest, first one nip area then the other.  With instructions that he could come when he reached the point Bill continued to climb in ecstasy as he approached that abyss.  When he was about to go over he shouted that he was going to come and George rose off of him just in time before he began to ejaculate. Sliding quickly down George engulfed Bill's dick with his mouth and captured the flood of ejaculate firing in volley after volley.   With his mouth full he moved up and planting his lips firmly on his lover, they shared the precious bounty.  As he embraced Bill their kiss continued while his hands moved over Bill's body and caressed where ever they touched.   When he finally broke their embrace he reached up and removed the restraints one by one.  When all had been removed but the ball stretcher, Bill embraced and deeply kissed him while his hands caressed George's body.  As George began to reach to remove the ball stretcher Bill asked if he would leave it till morning as he wanted to be reminded of the pleasure they had shared.  With the flip of a switch the lights were turned off and pulling up the covers, the two intertwined themselves and went into a deep and satisfying sleep.

Other members of the household had acted similarly and a decent amount of time had transpired before anyone actually went to sleep.  Inducement of pain was not a stranger in any of the bedrooms but it existed in varying degrees. Glenn was ever pushing Mars just a little further each time, extending his acceptance and endurance while he begged for much more than his partner could comfortably yet provide. Improvement was being made.  Glenn loved Mars to the extent that he would push, but treasure whatever love Mars gave him.  Mars with the same attitude was attempting to extend his limits of acceptability as Glenn pushed just a little further each time.

Jason and Jimmy profited from their mutual experience and could feel comfortable with each other.  It was almost a contest of who could endure the most and they both took pleasure at how much the other could bear.   They too had ended being totally exhausted and decided that they had to shower before retiring.  Needless to say their shower time extended their lovemaking and each achieved orgasm at the hands, or should it be said mouth of the other.

Coach and Don had often enjoyed each others company and were comfortable with a robust round of mutual spanking, first bare-assed over the lap of the other, alternating with each other as to who could produce the reddest butt, then proceeding to paddles where the temperature really rose. Finally while recovering from the paddling they decided to 69 and after draining each other proceeded to the shower where in the course of their play they took turns fucking each other anally till they both had achieved orgasm again.

Ted and Jed had shared their room for a while and had a normal routine, though Ted was in all senses considered a slave by Greg and Craig and acted accordingly in all occasions Jed often took the character of a slave and put Ted in the role of Master.  This occasional turnabout to his real life gave Ted a balance that brought peace to his life.  He grew to treasure the times he spent with Jed and respected him for his wisdom.  Their sessions sometimes became intense but there was a mutual respect and both men knew they would never ask the other to do something they felt they would be uncomfortable with.  As time went on however, it seemed that they become more and more comfortable with more.  The sessions became more intense and this evening Ted practiced his newly trained skills in the handling of a bull whip.  Jed had been left unfastened and simply standing with his arms braced against the back of a chair.  This was a sign of trust as well as the necessity of the fact that in their room they did not have the facility of tying someone up for a whipping or flogging.  Jed had initially been quite afraid of the whip as he had experienced it before, but as his trust in Ted had grown and his acceptance of that fine line where pain turned to pleasure he had steadily pushed his limits and was ready to try to accept this latest step.

"Are you ready for this?" asked Ted.

"Sir, yes Sir," replied Jed.

"Whoosh, Snap" echoed the whip as it first sailed through the air then snapped as it reached its target.

"One Sir, thank you Sir, May I have another?" said Jed as the intense pain began to radiate from his hip.

"Whoosh,   Snap" echoed the whip again as it landed on Jed's upper back.

"Two Sir, thank you Sir, May I have another?" said Jed with just a little more emotion in his voice as another area of his body began to cry out in the burning stab of pain left by the whip.

"Whoosh,    Snap" echoed the whip once again, as it struck Jed's ass squarely in the center, leaving its mark across both globes.

"Three Sir, thank you Sir, May I have another?" came an even shakier response.

"Whoosh,   Snap" echoed the whip once again, this time striking a little closer to the shoulder area.

"Four Sir, thank you Sir, May I have another?"

"Whoosh, Snap" again the whip left its mark across Jed's ass.

"Five Sir, thank you Sir, May I have another?

"Come here!" instructed Ted as he coiled the whip and laid it too rest on the table beside him.

Jed slowly moved from the chair and with some amount of pain in each step approached Ted.  As he did so he acknowledged the order to turn around and picking up a container of salve Ted began to carefully cover the reddened areas.   He had chosen a whip and a force of stroke that would did not break the skin.  Each of the reddened areas would stay that way for only a short period of time.  His intent had been to inflict the sting and immediate pain but not to leave any lasting effects.  Psychologically there had been an effect but it was not an unwanted one between these two men.  They were building a bond of trust between them and each of their actions, strange as they may seem, where only enforcing that bond.  Each knew that no matter what, they would not be harmed by the other.  Their life would be safe in the other's hands no matter what.  With them working at the center it was somewhat akin to what Jed had experienced with his partner in law enforcement.  They had to trust each other implicitly in order to work well together.

Once the salve had been applied they spent some time in pleasuring each other's body, each one intent on producing more pleasure for the other.  From an outward appearance one would get the impression they were two animals attempting to maul each other but that was not the case, they were simply uninhibited in their attempt to bring the other pleasure. Since in this session Ted was acting as the Master, he soon managed to get Jed into a position of subservience and bending him over the nearest chair impaled him.  His thrusts brought sounds of pleasure from both participants as Jed urged Ted to continue and Ted continued to state his intentions to "give him something he would remember that only a real man could do."

Only too soon Ted began to climax followed closely by Jed.  Both spent they showered, caring for each other lovingly as they washed each other then after re-applying the salve to Jed's body they continued their embrace as they tumbled into bed and went fast asleep in each others arms.

Evan and Bobby had played out their own little scene as well.  A set of keys to various restraint devices had been frozen in a cup of ice and it was placed in a dish next to their bed.  The cuffs and other devices of restraint soon bound them together.  Until the ice melted to give them access to the keys neither of them would be able to free himself from the other.  Their bindings gave them some movement but they could not become unattached.  Considering the fact that Evan wrists were attached to Bobby's ankles and vice versa it left them in a position to service each other in a very intimate way.  They rolled over and over giving each of them time to be on top or on the bottom or side by side as they tried everything they could think of to pleasure each other.  Any surface of their body that could be reached would receive attention.  At first they would back off as soon as they approached orgasm to heighten the experience but after an hour of a constant roller coaster of feelings they shot for that pinnacle and once they went over the edge the first time they continued in their lust to force just one more time, each time they exploded again their lust forced them to try one more time.  After they had each made it more times than they could remember they managed to get hold of the keys still buried in some of the ice.  An onlooker would have found it very hilarious to watch as they maneuvered their way into the bathroom.  Evan stood and walked as Bobby overturned walked on his hands with his legs sticking behind Evan and up with his knees bent over Evan's shoulders to give him the support he needed to stay in position.  Their march to the bathroom was certainly akin to a circus clown act, without the funny costumes.  Once they hit the shower they positioned the ice cup of keys so the water could release the keys but in the meantime as the water cascaded over their bodies they resumed their attention to each other and forced out one more explosion before they were able to get the keys and separate themselves from each other.  Once they had done so it only allowed them to both stand upright.  Lathering each others bodies they each reached behind the other and explored their partner's anal regions.  Evan drew Bobby closer to him and helping to support him by bringing Bobby's legs up around his waist, Evan positioned him against the wall and had him slide down until he was deeply impaled on Evan's cock.  With his hands on the globes of Bobby's ass Evan helped him to rise and lower himself repeatedly stimulating them both to another climax.  As Bobby shot yet again the jets of his semen landed on their chests.  As their orgasm subsided they pulled one another closer to battle with their tongues as the semen spread and glued them together.   Slowly returning his feet to the floor Bobby stood again on his own and proceeded to wash Evan first with his hands then with his tongue.  Evan turned for Bobby to continue where upon Bobby lovingly lathered his crack and inserting his fingers began a slow torture of Evan's anal area.  As one finger was joined by another and then another he soon removed his hand and placing the tip of his cock into position pressed forward to the Evan's delight.  As Evan stood with his hands against the shower wall Bobby thrust his way in and out bringing them both to the abyss once again.  As Bobby shot repeatedly into Evan, Evan shot forth onto the shower wall.  Oh, the strength of youth. They were certainly drained by this point and sleepily toweled each other and found their way to bed and each others arms.

Greg's bedroom had been no less active but certainly there being four participants, things were a little different. They started by undressing themselves for each other as a bit of a striptease, the sons first for the fathers, then the fathers returning the favor.  Partners switched back and forth as the evening progressed.  At times the younger men were each other with the older together then father and son then they switched and James was with Greg and Phil with Craig.  At one point they even tried a daisy chain with father and sons alternating.  At some point each man was with each of the other three and one activity even got them all together as Phil leaned over the bed to be impaled by Craig who in turn was impaled by James who in turn was impaled by Greg.  Their movement brought all but Phil to a climax upon which he moved out and impaled his father to continue the fun.  He too soon went over the top and collapsed briefly on his father.  Showers revived them sufficiently to continue their activities while showering, then deciding not to try sleeping all in one bed; Phil decided to stay with Greg while Craig and James went to Craig's room to retire for the night.

Early morning slipped by all as no one stirred until close to ten o'clock Christmas morning.

As they all met for a late breakfast there seemed to be a special glow between all of them and spirits certainly ran high.  No sooner than they finished breakfast, they moved to the den with the excitement of little boys to see what was under the tree.  Each had placed the wrapped packages their just before dinner.  After they had retired, several more had been added by some staff.  These included some gifts by some staff members as well as some specially arranged items from the men to each other that they had requested staff take care of when no one was around so they would not be seen until Christmas morning.

The younger guys alternated playing Santa and distributed the gifts, each man waiting until everything had been distributed before starting to open them.  Then one at a time they went around the room in order of age from youngest to oldest opening one gift at a time until all had been opened.

Each of the younger men received numerous items of clothing, not that they needed anything, but each item was different that what might already be in their wardrobe and was appreciated.  There were several pieces of various electronics or recordings that had been mentioned at some time.  The older men also found a certain number of items of clothing; it seemed the younger guys felt that perhaps the older needed a slight revamping of their wardrobes to stay in style so they took the opportunity to do so.  Each man had certain favorite hobbies or activities so appropriate items to complement those things were to be found.  Greg was particularly impressed by a rather rare volume, signed by one of his favorite authors presented to him by Glenn.  It seems that Glenn had been very astute in his observations of each of the others and had found something of peculiar interest for each.  Even to the items he had managed to purchase on a return trip to the men's store in Scottsdale. After opening all the gifts Craig made the announcement that the awards for the trees would be made after dinner and the prizes would be announced then.

Lunch was light, sandwiches of all descriptions, several choices of salads, fruits etc. Everyone was in a jovial mood as they each thought about the proper care of the gifts they had received, where they would go and how they would use them.  They also wondered what the evening would bring, who would come out as the best tree designer and what the prizes would be.

As they began to leave from lunch Craig pulled Glenn and Mars aside and asked them if they wished to deal with their fathers.  Both agreed that though they might prefer doing it at some point in time other than Christmas day it might be more meaningful if they did stay with today.  Agreeing upon a time Mars and Glenn went to Glenn's room to discuss just what they were going to do.

After a short but informative discussion Glenn decided that the scene as Mars had described would be perfect for Terrence and Matthew.  He left to meet with Craig and begin the session.

It did progress exactly as Mars had described, with each man responding as predicted and, as predicted each man fell into the trap sprung on him and succumbed to his new lifestyle. Glenn felt happy with himself as he left the center feeling that finally he had overcome what these men had done.  He was now in a position to go on with his life.  They would no longer haunt him.  Besides, with them in the facility he would have the opportunity from time to time to find other ways to humiliate them.  Perhaps he could even establish some kind of a relationship with them but on the other hand why should he; he had a loving relationship with Mars.  He was more concerning how things were going between Mars and his father.

 Mars was apprehensive as he entered the room where his father had been taken.  As he entered his father kneeled down and lowered his head.  As Mars approached his father remained silent and without movement.

"Rise and present," ordered Mars.  Immediately his father rose and placing his feet appropriately apart he put his hands behind his head forcing his chest out and focused his glaze to the floor in front of him.  "You have been taught the proper respect as a slave, haven't you?"

Since he had been asked a question his speech was allowed so he responded, "Sir, yes Sir"

"Good, I am glad to see that someone has gotten through your bullshit, finally. However even though you might not have been aware, you have earned a punishment.  I am to be referred to as Master by you.  For now I will allow you to speak freely, if you overstep in what you say I will terminate that right."

Without comment his father returned to his knees in front of Mars then bowing with his head touching the floor he tenderly reached for Mar's foot and directed it to rest upon his head, showing his acceptance.  When Mars removed his foot his father continued to remain in the same position until instructed to rise once again.

"Master, I am sorry for all I have done and beg your forgiveness, I am here only to serve your every command."

"Very well taught, or is this just another of your lies?  It would be very difficult to forgive all that you have done. I wanted only your love, for you to love me and allow me to love you; my sexuality would not have changed our interaction.  I would never have asked you to do anything with me, just accept that I would have a relationship with another male..  Instead you declared war on not only me, but my mother, and then had the audacity to murder not only mom, but my aunt as well.  I would have never wished what you have gone through on any one, but I see the results have been worth while.   When you were first captured I did not want to ever see you again.  That took seed like a cancer and eats away inside me.  All I ever wanted was your love and all you could do was fuck me and the rest of the family. Originally I requested that after you went through training you were to be sold to some slave owner in Dahra, thus removing you from my life forever.  As I see things now that is not the answer.  Normally a slave is not given an explanation of what is to happen with the life he is going to live.  It is no longer his life; the life belongs to the Master who owns him.  I can only rid myself of this cancer by confronting you and because of the love that I have always wished to give you, but you would not accept, I am telling you just what is going to happen.  It is ironic that today is Christmas, for I have several presents for you today.  Perhaps to you the greatest is the fact that you will not be leaving for Dahra but will remain here where I will be able to monitor the life you will lead.  Secondly since you have fucked others including myself in the past I have a present for you that will physically keep you from every doing it again in the biblical manner as with the loss of your freedom, any other way has already been taken away. Now, so as not to delay, approach the frame so we can proceed."

His father turned and approached the frame standing in position to be fastened.  One cuff at a time Mars attached the four cuffs to his limbs and activating the motors the legs were stretched apart as the hands moved upwards resulting in his suspended position without ability to move. His father continued to cast his focus forward towards the floor.   The training staff had done a good job and this slave had been broken and trained properly.  Not a shred of his previous temper or attitude had exposed itself during the encounter so far.  Actually in his mind he had done a complete about face; those ideas for which he had condemned his son where now the only source of pleasure to him; a height of pleasure he had never known before.  If he could only express to his son all he wanted now was the ability to share that same love with Mars.  He knew that in his position, even with his instructions that he could speak freely this was not the type of statement he could make, he was ashamed of what he had done but would only be further humiliated if he should confess this now to Mars.

"Are we comfortable?" asked Mars as the motors ceased their movement.

"Master, I am only here to serve you, comfort is not of my concern, to serve you is my only goal and I ask only to do what would please you."

"Good, a well thought answer.  I remember receiving your wrath when I displeased you, it is now time that you feel some small taste of the same for what you have done. Because I am not proficient and could cause more permanent harm than I would wish, the Whip Master will deliver this first part of your punishment.  Remember, the only reason I am not doing it myself is that I do not wish to cause you permanent harm.  Even so, as you so often told me this will hurt me more than it will hurt you."

The Whip Master took his position and as each blow landed, Mars counted them for his father.  As they were counted his father thanked him for each one.  In his mind he knew that he had tasted this whip before and after what he had done, was resigned that the news he was going to be sent away and now would not be was more than sufficient reason to endure whatever was given to him.  Unlike his previous session where blood had been drawn there seemed to be no blood drawn this time.  The pain was not lessened, the sharp intense feeling as the whip found it's home followed by the searing pain that radiated from that area was still all to prevalent.  The blows continued one after another until twenty had found their mark.  Mars had the Whip Master pause as he looked straight into his father's eyes, ordering him to also look into his and he told him that each of those blows were to represent each of the years Mars had been his son and how through his actions he had spurned him. Starting again he was given another twenty five blows. These in a similar manner were explained to represent each of the years he had been with his wife and her family who through his actions, he had taken not only his wife but her sister from this world and away from Mars.  Two people who had continued to love and stand by him.  Mars requested the Whip Master leave.  Without hesitation the Whip Master exited with his equipment as sobs could be heard from Mar's father as he hung suspended.

"I always loved you and wished I could show you just how much, but understanding your feelings, I could only hope to do so in other ways than the physical nature that I could share with another man.  You, in your own way fucked me over, and now as odd as it might seem, you have grown to desire such physical attention from other men.  From now on, that is the only type of attention you will receive.  Others will be able to use you but never again will you be able to fuck someone else.  I didn't think I would ever do so and have at times questioned whether I should, but just once I want you to feel what you might have had."

With that said Mars moved into position behind his father and with a jar of salve began to lovingly apply the salve to all the areas that had been subjected to the bite of the whip.  Slowly and sensually he massaged the salve into the skin as the medicinal values of the salve calmed the skin end the massage translated into the feelings of love.  His father began to feel a different type of warmth spread through his body; one of relief and comfort replacing the searing pain that had resided there so shortly before.  Once Mars had covered all the areas, he switched to a lubricant and began to work the area between his father's ass cheeks. Slowly and methodically he worked his way closer to that rosebud which through the recent training was all too willing to give way and accept whatever intruder might present it.   First with one finger and then two, then three, Mars opened his father.  Finally a fourth finger entered and with the addition of plenty of lube the opening was stretched to it's fullest.  Mars moved in front of his father and commanding him to watch, removed his clothing, slowly stroking himself as the head of his glans glistened with the precum copiously being produced.  Then moving back behind him again he lovingly but steadily buried his cock into his father.  No pain was felt as the preparation had been thorough and his father's training had been quite sufficient.  Mars varied not only his stroke but also his speed as he brought himself to a climax.  As he had sensed his father's closeness to climax he had reached around and applied pressure or a flick to his balls so as to keep his father from being able to climax as well. When he completed his orgasm Mars stayed in place for a few more minutes as he continued to tease his father's nipples and alternately run his hands down to caress his dick and balls, eliciting moans of pleasure from him.  All too soon Mars removed his hands and pulled back leaving his father with an empty feeling but so close to orgasm.

The doctor entered pushing a cart with him. As he stopped next to the frame Mars touched the control panel and caused the frame to begin to rotate slightly bringing his father's feet farther off the floor and him closer to a lying position.  With his legs spread as they were there was ample access to his groin area.

"I have another present for you now, this will insure a constant reminder of what you have done and what you will no longer be able to do."

The doctor stepped forward and with one gloved hand he began to explore the sphincter before him while with the other he took hold of the hardened and very erect cock projected upward. As a finger entered through the sphincter it found its mark and began its massage.  With the movement of the other hand a constant pressure was placed on the cock and the milking began.  Soon ejaculate came forth but its source did not feel the ecstasy of relief, in a matter of a short period of time he was drained, left with the wanton desire of an  orgasm but robbed totally of it.  Though spent his cock remained solid.

"I told you that never again will you be able to fuck someone else.  Each day you will be milked without orgasm to relieve your system of your precious fluids, not even with the possibility of a wet dream will give you relief.  Those balls will be harnessed and utilized to remind you of what you have done and in a matter of speaking, as you have taken away from others you will be reminded of things taken away from you."

The doctor pulled a can of spray Novocain and lightly sprayed the scrotum.

"A small amount of Novocain has been applied, enough to slightly lessen, but definitely not remove the pain you are about to endure," said Mars.

Picking up a piercing needle the doctor isolated one testicle in the side of the scrotum and stabbed through the scrotum and the center of the testicle.  Screams could be heard as the needle made its way. Quickly he placed a large ring through the piercing and when finished looked to Mars for his approval.  When Mars nodded his ascent the doctor repeated his actions on the other testicle. Again screams resounded as the flesh was impaled by the needle.  When finished, Mars' father had two large rings, one on each side of his scrotum clearly capturing one each of the balls within.

"Now for the better part," said Mars as the doctor grasped the slightly deflating cock and stroked it back to fullness. With another piercing needle he entered on one side of the shaft about an inch back from the corona, just below the level of the urethra and exited out the opposite side when the needle left it was replaced with a tube threaded on one end and with a turned edge on the other.  A flat collar was turned over the threads and the installation was completed. A tube now existed through his dick with a flange on each end that prevented it from being removed.   A drop of glue had been placed on the threads before applying the final flange to it would not come off.

"You wonder what the purpose of the new ornamentation is, I am sure.  Let me show you," said Mars as he picked up yet another item from the doctor's cart.  The hinged tube in his hands was made of surgical steel and was shaped vary closely to that of a penis.  Opening the tube he placed it over his fathers cock and closed it overlapping a good part of it in such a way that it rested just behind the P.A. protruding from the tip of his cock, and encased about two-thirds of his shaft.  As he began to close it he flicked his fathers scrotum and with the events just having taken place his fathers cock deflated. Reaching down and grasping one ring at a time he hooked the rings on either side of the shaft.  It became readily evident that with a deflated cock a minimum amount of pressure would be applied, however should an erection occur, the rings would apply pressure on the testicles as they were pulled away from the body.  As the apparatus closed, another hook identical to the one below, matched up removing any possibility of the testicular rings from disengaging.  The tip also formed in such a manner to be thwarted in moving over the P.A.  Before the final shift into position a pin was inserted through the side of the device and through the tube in his father's cock.  When it protruded through the other side it was locked in place by the final position of the cage.  A small lock was attached and the cage was no longer removable without the key.  Between his P.A. and the piercing his cock could not deflate to the point of shrinking out of the device, and upon erection it would painfully pull his balls from his body stretching his scrotum without mercy.

"Merry Christmas, your present will be attended to daily, I hope you will enjoy it and think of me!" said Mars as he turned and exited the room.

His father could only weep as the realization came over him of what he had lost.  An ache filled his heart as he wished that someday he might find atonement with his son.  The doctor dressed each of the piercings and removed him from the frame calling for the assistance of several guards to remove him back to his dorm.

Mars left the room with mixed feelings.  He had accomplished what he had intended, it had been hard on him as well, but his father must feel the pain for his actions.  He had not done anything that would cause permanent harm to his father. Should he decide to he could reverse the piercings.  Their removal would require a period of time for healing but it was possible.  The cage could be removed at any time with the use of a key.  The psychological advantage had been established.  In not permanently harming or disfiguring his father he had retained his humanity.  He could live with what he had done.  He only wished that as he had come to an orgasm he could have allowed his father to do so as well. He so wanted to share his love with him but that was not to be, at least not at this juncture.

Dinner was lively, each person feeling in great spirits. Mars seemed somewhat subdued however; it would take a little bit of time for him to completely accept the situation as it now existed.  He did however attempt to join in the festivity of the season, after all the love of his life; Glenn was by his side and gushing with pleasure at how well his meeting had been with his father and Matt.  The script Mars had suggested from his dream had been a very pleasant and rewarding experience for Glenn.  After dinner Craig would announce the winner of the contest and the prizes.  It was a time to look forward too.

Following another feast of magnificent proportions, the men gathered in the Den for the highly anticipated announcements.

"Each team has decorated a tree that is award winning.  The professional decorator has examined each and along with Greg and I concur that it would only be fair to establish a series of categories, each with their own winner. Surprisingly enough we found no duplication of theme between the trees and when the fact is also taken into consideration that several of the trees are actually designed for their components to be utilized by those less fortunate to provide them with activities and pleasure for the following years it became impossible to assign a ranking to any tree over another.  For this reason six categories have been established and a first place trophy created for each.  Each of you will receive one of these trophies.  Now for the prize, seeing that this would be the case, and understanding the proclivities of all involved, a previously unused area of the mansion has been renovated. This area has been created for the entertainment of each and everyone here.  I realize that imagination has never been limited and fantasies have abounded, I only hope that with this surprise everyone will be even more fulfilled.  Gentlemen it you will follow me."

They all rose and followed as Craig and then Greg led the way.  From the Den they followed the halls into the entrance way and then off towards the stairs.  Down the stairs and deep into the area under the West side of the mansion.  As they proceeded along the corridor each wondered just what might lie ahead.  Finally at the end of the hall they came to a massive door.  As Craig opened the door he turned to the men and extended his invitation to enter.

To be continued...

Posted: 11/26/10