Ollie and Gus Get Disciplined by Oliver Meadows

Ollie and Gus Get Disciplined
By: Oliver Meadows
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Editor: Discipline Monitor

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“Ollie! I’m leaving!”

“Sir! Wait, Sir! Sir? May I go to The Pony?”

“Yes you may, boy. Do you want me to drop you off?”

“If you want, Sir. I can walk.”

“It’s up to you, Ollie. I’m leaving in 10 minutes, so if you want to go with me, get ready.”

“Okay, Sir. I’m going to call Gus and see if he wants to meet me there.”

“I’ll call, boy. You go get ready.”

“Hi Seth. It’s Pete. I’m heading to La Rose and dropping Ollie off at The Pony. He wants to know if Gus wants to meet him there.”

“I was just about to call you, Pete. I’m headed to La Rose, also. I’ll meet you there. Gus can walk from there to The Pony.”

“Great! See ya soon, Seth!”

“Five minutes, Ollie!”

“I’m almost ready, Sir”

“I’m leaving, Ollie. Gus will meet you at The Pony.”

“I’m coming, Sir. I’m coming!” (Listen to me, I’m coming. Heck, I’m not even breathing hard!)

I dropped Ollie off at The Pony and went to La Rose. I was sitting there, nursing a drink, when Seth came in. He came over and sat on the stool next to me and ordered a drink. After he’d been served, he said:

“Man, you’re a thousand miles away! What going on? Ollie, again?”

“Do you really need to ask? I don’t know what to do about him, Seth. He’s acting out something fierce! When he was afraid to go anywhere alone, I wished that he would start doing so. It’s been said to be careful what you wish for. He’s either neglecting his chores, or doing a half-assed job. I’ve tried everything I can think of. I’ve even grounded him and taken his computer and phone away. He seems to enjoy his spankings; the harder I spank him, the more he seems to like it. Standing in the corner doesn’t seem to faze him. The pillory excites him. I’m at a loss as to what to do to punish him.”

“That’s a tough one, bud. Have you tried the stocks?”

“Yea, it’s about the same as the corner. It doesn’t faze him at all!”

“How’s it going with Gus?”

“Not bad! He tries to assert himself every now and then, and needs to be swiftly dealt with, but other than that, not bad. He’s going to be trying again, soon. I know that boy! I’m curious as to what he’ll try this time. He’s very creative, you know.”

“He always tries to ensure he’ll get a paddling in the pillory. I usually remove his cage when I do that. His nub gets really hard. He yells and screams and cries, begging me to please stop, he’ll be good, but he always shoots his boy juice while it’s happening. Heck, even polishing the pillory gets him excited. I make him wear a jock when he does, though. He drips his boy juice like a leaky faucet, otherwise.”

“I’ve been thinking about calling Frank and explaining the situation, Seth. He might know of something that will help, or at least point me in the right direction.”

“That’s not a bad idea, Pete. He knows how the boys are, too! Especially, Gus.”

I was fixin to give him a call, when he walked into the bar. When his eyes adjusted, he ordered a drink, then came over to where we were sitting. After exchanging the normal pleasantries, Frank said:

“What brings you guys out? Boy troubles?”

“Of course! But before we get into that; how’s retirement treating you?” I asked.

*******

“I retired from the Police Department. I didn’t retire!” Frank said. “I’m at Last Chance fulltime, now. It makes me angry that these boys’ families kick them out of their homes, just because they’re gay. No use getting into that!”

“There’s finding them, then telling them about Last Chance. Then there’s determining whether they are ‘boys’ or potential ‘Sirs’. Some are obvious. Other’s, aren’t. Gus fell into that category, Seth. I told you that when you asked about him. But after observing him for some time, we determined he was a boy.”

“You did, Frank.” said Seth. “When he decides to assert himself, he’s quite a handful!”

“Anyway, we have a separate “Meet and Greet” for the potential sirs. The Sirs that come to these, who have been vetted and invited, guide those boys on the ‘ins and outs’ of being a sir. Never a dull moment at Last Chance!”

“So, is there something I can help you fellows out with?” Frank asked.

“Maybe there is.” I said. “Seth and I would like to discuss this with you, and to have your input on how to handle this. But not here.”

“Let me know when you want to do this.” Said Frank.

“Are you available now, Frank?” Asked Seth. “We can go to my place. We just need to collect the boys. They are at The Pony.”

“Sounds good to me.” Said Frank.

“I’ll get the boys, and meet you guys there.” I said.

I went down to The Pony and went in.

“Hi, sir Pete! Are you looking for Ollie?”

“I am, Nate. How’s Harrison, boy?”

“Sir is doing well, sir. I’ll let him know you asked about him. Would you like me to get Ollie for you, sir?”

“If you wouldn’t mind, boy. Grab Gus when you do, please.”

He came back a few minutes later, and told me that Ollie said they’d be over when the song ended.

“Where are they? Never mind. I see them. Good seeing you, Nate!”

“It’s always a pleasure seeing you, sir.”

I went over to where Ollie and Gus were dancing and, with a hand on the back of their necks, guided them off the dance floor and out the door.

“What the heck, Sir! Didn’t Nate pass on the message? I said when the song was over. You totally embarrassed us, Sir.”

“I’m going to worse than embarrass you, Ollie. When I say now, I mean now. Not when you decide. Now get in the car!”

There was complete silence when we started out. After a few minutes, Ollie started in complaining. I let him go on for a few minutes, then asked:

“Did you have a good time, Oliver?”

“I was having a great time, Sir, until you interrupted it.”

“That’s good, boy. I’m glad. You won’t be going out for a long time, Ollie. Just remember the good time you had, and how you arranged to be grounded.”

“How about you, Gus? Did you have a good time?”

“I did, sir Pete. Um...sir? Gus asked.

“Yes, Gus?”

“Is there a reason we were collected so early, sir? My Sir said he’d be at La Rose a couple of hours, sir. He told me to be there by midnight, and it’s only 10 o’clock.”

“There is, Gus. We saw sir Frank at La Rose, and your sir and I decided to have a meeting with him at your house.”

“All of us, Sir?” Asked Ollie.

“No, boy. Not you and Gus. You boys will be going down to the family room. Oliver, you will be spending time in the play room, locked in the stocks.”

I looked in the rearview mirror, and saw that Ollie was about to protest.

“Not a word, Ollie. Unless you want to be gagged, also. Understand, boy?” He just nodded his head.

“Sir?”

“Yes, Gus?”

“Is this meeting about us boys, sir?”

“Of course, Gus. No more questions, boy. You and Ollie can talk about whatever you boys talk about. But do so, quietly.”

“Yes, sir. Thank you, sir.”

The rest of the drive to Seth’s was spent in relative quiet. Oh, I could hear them whispering, but still, it was a peaceful drive.

When we got to the house and went in, Gus and Ollie stripped down to their collars and nub cages, and put their folded clothes into the cabinet.

“What took you so long, Pete?” Seth asked. “The boys give you a hard time?”

“Ollie did, Seth.”

“Boys! Come say hello to sir Frank.”

“Hi, sir Frank.” They said together.

“So, what did they do, Pete?” Seth asked.

“I went into The Pony and had Nate go get them. Ollie said when the song was over. I had to go collect them myself!”

“Gus? Did you continue dancing, also?” Asked Seth.

“Yes, Sir. Ollie kept dancing, so I did, too!” Replied Gus.

“Do you mind if I put Ollie in the stocks for awhile, Seth?”

“Not at all, Pete. Gus can join Ollie in the stocks. I got another one just for such occasions as this. Here’s the key to the playroom.”

“Thanks, Seth. Go downstairs, boys. I’ll be there directly.

They did as directed. I said a few words to Seth and Frank, then went down, unlocked the playroom, and locked the boys in the stocks, then went back up.

I told Frank about some of Ollie’s shenanigans, and Seth added things that Gus had done.

“Nothing I do seems to have any impact on Ollie, Frank. I’m hoping you can help, or at least point me in the right direction.”

“There’s a website, Disciplinarians.org.” Frank said. “Fill out the form for a Discipline Monitor. If you want both the boys to be disciplined together, make sure to indicate that on the form. The monitors go over the forms, and make a decision. You will then be contacted. That’s the best I can do for you guys.”

“Thanks, Frank. We’ll check it out. I’m going to let the boys out of the stocks, then Ollie and I are leaving. We both have a busy day, tomorrow.”

After releasing the boys, Ollie and I said our goodbyes, and left.

“Am I in trouble, Sir?”

“What do you think, Oliver?”

“I’m in trouble, Sir.”

“I have one more thing I’m going to try with you, Ollie. But before I do, there is something I want to know. Are you happy being my boy, and do you want to remain my boy? I told you, not long ago, that you are free to leave, whenever you want. Do you remember that, Ollie?”

“Yes, Sir. I remember. If only...”

“No “if only”, Ollie. Either you do, or you don’t. I’ll not bargain with you, boy.”

“Yes, Sir.”

“Yes Sir what, Ollie?”

“Yes, Sir. I want to remain being your boy, Sir.”

“Then I’ll move forward with what I have planned. Get ready for bed, boy. I’ll be up in a bit.”

Meanwhile, over at Seth’s house:

“Why didn’t you stop dancing and go to where Sir Pete was waiting, Gus?”

“You said you’d be at La Rose for a few hours, and that I should be there by midnight. I wasn’t ready to leave. I wanted to keep dancing, so I did, Sir.”

“I see. I’ve been waiting for you to assert yourself, Gus; pretend you’re a man. You didn’t disappoint me, boy. And you are a boy, Gus. The sooner you accept that, the better off you’ll be.”

“Sir Pete and I are checking something out. This will involve both you and Ollie. I have a feeling you are not going to be very happy, boy.”

Seth and I got together, completed the form, and submitted it. It was a few weeks later that we got a response. The email stated that one of their Disciplinarians would be arriving in our town, and would contact us to set up a meeting. Since I was the point of contact, I got the call.

“Long residence, this is Pete. How may I help you?”

“Mr. Long? This is Zac. I’m the disciplinarian who will be handling your request. I’d like to get together with you and Mr. Michaels, at your earliest convenience.”

“May I put you on hold for a moment, Zac?”

“Of course, Mr. Long!”

I called Seth, and we decided on 11 AM, the following day.

“Zac? I spoke to Mr. Michaels. Tomorrow at 11 AM is good for us.”

“Perfect!” Zac said. “That will give me a chance to relax and do a bit of sightseeing. Where is a good place to get a meal, Pete? Do you mind if I call you Pete?”

“Not at all, Zac. In fact, I prefer you did. I recommend “Ed’s Diner” on 10th Street for a meal. It’s a downhome kind of place. The food is good, and there is bound to be something on the menu that will appeal to you. And the prices are reasonable. If you plan on going this evening, you may want to make a reservation.”

“Thanks for letting me know, Pete. I’m staying at the Excelsior Hotel. How far is that from your place?”

Not far, Zac. Ed’s Diner is about a 10-minute walk from the Excelsior, and my place is about 20 minutes by foot. I recommend walking to Ed’s from the hotel. If you’re into the nightlife, The Pony, which is a dance club, is close to Ed’s, and so is La Rose. La Rose is more quiet and sedate. “Anything Goes” is a little farther out, but still within walking distance. As the name implies, anything goes. That place gets really wild!”

“Thanks for the info, Pete. I’ll see you and Mr. Michaels tomorrow morning at 11. Oh, and Pete? Don’t have the boys there. I’ll meet them later.”

“Not a problem, Zac. We’ll make sure they have somewhere to go. See you tomorrow, Zac, and enjoy your evening. So long, Zac!”

“Sir?”

“Yes, Ollie?”

“I’m going to take a walk, if that’s okay.”

“That’s fine, Ollie. Dinner is at 6. Don’t be late, boy!”

“I won’t, Sir. See ya later, Sir.”

“Bye, Ollie.”

“Frank Manfredi. How may I help you? Oh, Pete! I just recognized the number. You usually don’t call from the house phone. What’s up?”

“I just had a call from Zac, one of the disciplinarians from the site you recommended. Seth and I are meeting with him here, tomorrow morning at 11. He asked that the boys not be here. Would you keep Ollie and Gus occupied for a couple hours?”

“Sure, Pete. No problem. I’m going to plant my garden tomorrow, and the boys can help. Have them wear old clothes.”

“I sure will! This will be great! Ollie hates digging in the in the dirt. Ha! Ha! Take pictures, Frank. Or better yet, a video!”

“I will, Pete. I’ll pick them up around 10:30.”

“Thanks, Frank. I’ll let Seth know to have Gus here by then. Goodbye, Frank.”

“Michaels residence, Gus speaking.”

“Hi, Gus. This is sir Pete. Is your Sir available, boy?”

“I think so. Hold on sir.”

Gus yells. “Sir! It’s for you! It’s sir Pete, Sir.”

“How many times have I told you not to yell, Gus? Use the intercom!”

“Sorry, Sir. I forgot.”

“Hey, Pete. What’s up?”

“Zac asked that the boys not be present for the meeting tomorrow. Frank is going to look after the boys. He’ll pick them up here at 10:30. He’s going to get them to help plant his garden, so have Gus wear old clothes.”

“Ollie’s going to help plant a garden? Ollie? Ha! Ha! Wish I could see that!”

“We will. Frank’s going to take a video.”

“Perfect! Can’t wait to see it! Gus and I will be there by 10:30. Later, bud!”

I got dinner started and went to my office and got some work done. I finished making dinner, and since Ollie hadn’t come back, sat down and started to eat. At 6:15, the door opens and Ollie comes in.

“You started eating without me!”

“You’re late, boy! Let’s go get your spanking over with, and then you can eat. You will stand in the corner after you clean up the kitchen.”

“But the food will be cold, Sir!”

“Not my problem, Ollie. Now, let’s go!”

After his spanking, Ollie ate his dinner, cleaned up the kitchen, and stood in the corner.

“You and Gus are going to help sir Frank plant his garden tomorrow, boy. He’s picking you up at 10:30. Wear old clothes, boy.”

“I’m going to be digging in the ground, Sir? Eww! You know I hate doing shi...stuff like that, Sir.”

“Grow a pair, Ollie! You have work gloves; wear them!”

(heavy sigh) “Yes, Sir.”

Ollie gets on his computer, and I do a bit of reading. After a bit, I start shutting things down and tell Ollie to get ready for bed.

The next morning, I start making breakfast while Ollie does his chores. After eating, Ollie gets ready to be picked up and I get ready for the meeting. Seth and Gus arrive just as Frank is pulling into the driveway. Gus and Ollie get in the car with Frank, and they leave. At 11 o’clock, there’s a knock on the door.

“Hi! You must be Zac. Come on in I’m Pete.”

“Hi, Pete. Yea, I’m Zac. Here’s my card. Nice cabinet you have here by the door. For Ollie’s clothes when he comes home?”

“You got it! Boy’s don’t wear clothes in the house.”

“I have the same set up. I’m Seth, Zac. Good to meet you.”

“Good to meet you, too, Seth. Where’s a good place to have this meeting?”

“I made a blackberry cobbler. It’s been out of the oven for about 15 minutes, so it’s still warm. We can meet in the kitchen and have coffee with the cobbler and a scoop of ice cream, if you’d like.”

“That would be great!” Zac said. Nice house, Pete. I assume you have it wired for sound?”

“Oh, yeah! Of course Ollie doesn’t know that. He thinks I have psychic powers! Ha! Ha! Keeps him on his toes. The kitchen’s this way.”

Over coffee and cobbler, Zac asks about the boys.

“Now, you indicated on the form, that nothing seems to have any affect on Ollie. Is that correct?”

“That’s correct. Neither spanking nor paddling; corner time, or spending time in the stocks have any affect. The pillory does, but he also kind of likes it.”

“And Gus likes to assert himself at times. Thinks he’s a man with a cock instead of a boy with a nub, is that correct, Seth?”

“You hit the nail on the head, Zac!” Said Seth.

“Anything else I should know?” Zac asked.

“Not that I can think of, but if I do, I’ll let you know. Let’s go down to the den, that’s where the boys are when they’re together, and you can check out the playroom.”

“Perfect! That’s where I’ll spend some time with them on Friday. I’m looking forward to seeing this playroom.” Said Zac.

We go downstairs to the playroom.

“Nice! Penis gag and a nice solid paddle and a paddle with holes and a pillory and, two stocks?”

“Two naughty boys, two stocks. The boys are often together, so we doubled everything. Seth has the same set up.”

“Excellent!” Zac exclaimed. “Here’s how I work it. I’ll be here for a week. I will be hands-on with the boys. They will know what to expect. After that, they will receive emails, informing them of what to do. Both you and Seth will be blind copied, so you’ll know their orders. I’ll be leaving it to each of you to see that they do. And do let me know if they don’t! I’ll need their email addresses.”

“Another thing; disciplining naughty boys is quite a turn on for me. If they are following the orders given, I like to have some playtime with them, if that’s okay with you.”

“I’m fine with that, Zac.” Said Seth. “Gus’ boy hole is off limits, but he is very adept with his mouth and tongue.”

“The same with Ollie, Zac. He gives an excellent tongue bath!”

“One other thing, guys.” Zac said. Are the boys collared, and are they in chastity?”

“They both are, Zac. Is that a problem?” Seth asked.

“Not at all.” Zac replied. “A boy should never have free access to his nub. However, I’d like you both to release them from their cages. I’m sure they are holding some animosity toward you. I’ll be caging them again on Friday. That way, the resentment will be directed at me. I’ll be leaving a key with each of you. I just need each boy’s email address, and I’ll be on my way.”

Email addresses given, Zac left. As he was getting into his car, Frank pulled up with the boys.

“Who was that, Sir?” Ollie asked.

“You and Gus will find out Friday, Ollie. Just look at you boys! Were you planting a garden, or yourselves?”

“Ha! Ha! Sir. Very funny! I can’t wait to get out of these clothes and take a shower.”

“Go ahead, Ollie; you, too, Gus. Put those dirty clothes in the hamper. You and Gus can shower together in the master bath.”

“Yes, Sir. Come on Gus, let’s go get clean!”

While the boys were showering, Seth and I discussed our meeting with Zac, and decided that we would meet him at Seth’s place on Friday. Seth said that he would call Zac and give him the address.

He and Gus stayed for a bit, then left.

“Did you have a good day, Ollie?”

“Just peachy, Sir.” Ollie said sarcastically. “I got to do my most favorite thing, Sir, dig in the dirt! I can hardly wait to do THAT again! Sir!”

“Attitude, Ollie! Watch it!”

“Yes, Sir. Sorry, Sir.”

“Come here, boy. Let’s get this cage off your nub.” (I remove the cage)

“Oh, wow! Thank you, Sir! Um...why are you doing this, Sir? Not that I’m complaining but, there must be a reason.”

“I just felt like it, Ollie. Maybe you and I will play later. Give your boyhole and nub some attention.”

“Nice, Sir. Have I told you lately that I love you, Sir?”

“I love you, too, Ollie. Let’s go to the diner for dinner tonight, shall we?”

“Yes, Sir. That would be great!”

“Your clothes are in the cabinet, boy. Get dressed, and we can go.”

Over at Seth’s, a similar conversation is taking place, with Gus’s nub being set free.

The next few days went as usual, and then on Friday, Pete and Gus headed over to Seth’s. The boys were in the Family room, when Zac arrived.

“Are the boys ready for me?” He asked.

“We didn’t say anything about you. You will be a complete surprise to them.” Seth said. And we all had a bit of a laugh.

“Well, here goes.” Said Zac.

Zac started down to the playroom. Of course, Seth and I were listening on the intercom.

“Ollie! Who do you think it is? Sir or sir Pete?”

“Probably your sir, Gus.”

Gus jumps up from the sofa.

“Hey! Who the fuck are you? Sir! Sir!”

“Your sir knows I’m here, boy. Sit down!”

(upstairs)

“Seth! Turn on the camera so we can watch!”

“Good idea, Pete. Don’t know why I didn’t think of that!”

(downstairs)

“Boy? Who are you calling a boy you fucker? Sir! Sir!”

“Angus! I suggest you sit down, and stay sitting.”

“I’m outta here! You coming, Ollie?”

Gus heads for the stairs but is grabbed by the upper arm before he gets there, and led back to the sofa.

“I strongly suggest that you not move, boy.”

“Now that I have your attention. My name is Zac. I’m your Discipline Monitor. You will call me DM Zac, or Sir. Is that understood? Just nod your heads.” Both boys nod. “Good!”

“Now, Angus. I know you prefer Gus, but I’ll call you what I want. You get to stick your nub in boyholes on occasion, so you think you’re a man. But you are not! You are a boy. I am going to disavow you of that notion. And you will learn to speak to me with a civil tongue. No swearing, boy.”

“Oliver! You pay close attention, boy. Your Sir doesn’t know what to do with you. Nothing he does seems to affect you. I’m here to tell you, that you are real close to being set free. You could say that I’m your last hope. Am I getting through to you, Oliver?”

Ollie nods his head, and then starts crying. In between sobs he manages to get out: “S-S-Sir’s thinking of s-setting me f-f-free? But I love Sir! I love being his boy. I don’t want to be set free.”

Gus puts his arm around Ollie and holds him as he cries.

“Now look at what you’ve done! I hope you’re happy, you son of a bitch. Why did you tell him that?”

DM Zac let Gus comfort Ollie for a few minutes.

“Okay, Ollie.” DM Zac said. “Go blow your nose, dry your tears, and wash your face, and then come back here. You have 10 minutes, boy.”

Gus starts to follow Ollie into the bathroom, but is stopped by DM Zac.

“Leave him, Angus. He can do this alone.”

“But why? That was just plain mean! Just wait until his sir finds out! I don’t know who you are, or why you’re here, but I’ve had enough!”

“Rest assured, boy, that I’m here at the request of your sirs. For now, and into the foreseeable future, I am your Sir; both yours and Oliver’s.

(upstairs)

“I’m going to go and comfort Ollie. I’ll probably have to make an appointment for him with Mr. Lawson.”

“Let him be for now, Pete.” Seth told him. “That has been on your mind. You said yourself that you didn’t know what to do with Ollie. You can always ask Zac later. After all, isn’t that why we contacted ‘Disciplinarians.org’ in the first place?”

“You’re right, Seth. I’ll wait and see how this works out.”

(downstairs)

“Time’s up, Ollie. Come back out here.”

Ollie returns and DM Zac asks:

“Are you okay, Oliver?” Ollie shakes his head. “You’ll be fine.”

“Angus, come over here.”

Gus goes over, and DM Zac removes a cage, and starts to put it on. Gus makes a fist, and is ready to strike out, but stops when DM Zac says:

“I’ll rip your nub and boyballs right off, boy!”

Gus relaxes his hand, and DM Zac attaches his cage.

“You’re next, Oliver. Come here and let me put your nub in this cage.”

Ollie goes and gets his nub caged.

“I’m just about done for this session, boys. One more thing left to do. Come here, Angus.”

Gus goes over, and DM Zac unwraps a fresh bar of soap.

“Put this in your mouth boy and bite, and then go stand in your corner.” Gus does so. “Oliver, get in your corner.”

After 15 minutes

“Time’s up, Angus. Come here, give me the soap and go rinse out your mouth.” Gus does as he’s told.

“Your time is up, Oliver. Come give me a hug.” Ollie gives DM Zac a hug.

When Gus returns, DM Zac tells the boys that he’s going upstairs.

“I’m going to talk to your sirs. You boys stay here, until you are released. I’ll be back tomorrow. Be good, boys!”

Zac goes back upstairs. Gus takes Ollie’s hand and starts for the stairs.

“Stay where you are boys, until I tell you differently.” Seth tells them.

Back upstairs; Zac goes over the session with Seth and Pete.

“Well, what did you guys think? I know you were listening, heck, you were probably watching. I know I would have been. Let’s start with you, Pete. I’m guessing you were ready to come down and comfort Ollie, and throttle me!”

“You’re right, Zac, on both accounts. Seth talked me out of it. And yea, we were watching and listening. How did you know I’ve been thinking of setting Ollie free, Zac?”

“I have a feel for stuff like that. That first day, when we had the initial meeting without the boys, I could hear it in your voice. I could see the love you have for Ollie in your eyes. He needed to hear it, and it couldn’t come from you. It couldn’t come from Seth, either.”

“What about you, Seth? What is your take on my interactions with Gus?”

“Gus reacted just like I thought he would, being surprised by a stranger in the house. Standing up to you, not quite sure of the situation, and calling for me to save the day. Frankly, I was surprised you didn’t put him over your knees and give him a spanking. That showed a lot of restraint on your part, Zac.”

“That will come later, Seth. Believe me on that. I never spank a boy in anger, Seth. His actions will not be forgotten, until he is punished. Gus still has trouble accepting that, deep down inside, he is a boy. Right there, is his rebellion.”

“Well guys, I’m going to go. I’ll be back tomorrow for another session with the boys. Will it be here, or at Pete’s?”

“Let’s do it here again, Zac.” Seth offered.

“That’s fine with me.” Zac said. “Try not to coddle Ollie too much, Pete. Keep him in the dark. Enjoy the rest of your day, guys,”

After Zac left, we told the boys to come up.

“Who WAS that guy, Sir?” Gus asked. “He sure was mean! You should’ve heard what he said to Ollie, Sir. He’ll pay for that!”

“Was he mean to you, boy?” Seth asked. “I heard what you said to him when he first went downstairs. I’m sure you know you will be punished for that.”

“Yes, Sir, I know.” Gus replied. “I don’t care about that! I’ll not have Ollie hurt like that, Sir. Not by anyone! And that includes sir Pete, even though Ollie’s his boy. I just won’t have it! Sir!”

Seth and Pete just looked at each other and shrugged their shoulders.

“Ollie?” I asked. “What did you think?”

“I’m not sure, Sir.” Ollie replied. “He seemed rather mean. Well, stern would be a better word, Sir. I’d rather not talk about it, if you don’t mind. At least not right now, Sir. Sir? Can we please go home? I would really like to be alone right now.”

“We can, boy. We’ll stop on the way and get something to eat?”

“Okay, Sir. Just get something for yourself, Sir. I’m not hungry.”

“Is he really coming back tomorrow, Sir?” Gus asked.

“Yes, boy, he is. He’ll be here everyday for a week. He’s helping sir Pete and me get you boys in line.”

“Yes, Sir. I’ll try to be nice to him then, Sir, but no promises on that!” Gus replied.

After Ollie gave Gus a hug, he and Pete departed Seth’s and left. Seth gave Gus a sound spanking and sent him to his corner.

When Pete and Ollie got home, Ollie undressed and went upstairs. Awhile later, Ollie came back down and sat next to Pete.

“Sir? Are you really thinking of setting me free?”

“With the way you’ve been acting for the past several months, Ollie, yes I am. You don’t seem to want to be here with me.”

The next day, Pete and Ollie went to Seth’s place. As soon as they entered the house, Ollie stripped and put his clothing in the cabinet.

“Come on, Ollie.” Gus said, putting his arm around Ollie’s shoulder. “We may as well go downstairs and wait for DM Zac to get here. I wonder what will happen today!”

The boys went down to the family room to wait. Zac arrived soon after.

“The boys are downstairs waiting for you, Zac.” Pete said. “Have a look.”

“Hmm. Wonder what they’re talking about.” Zac muttered. “Whatever it is, they’re not talking loud enough for the mic’s to pick up. Be back in a bit, guys. Oh! I’ll need the key to the playroom, Seth” Seth handed him the key.

When Zac got to the bottom of the steps, both boys greeted him.

“Hello, DM Zac.”

“Hello, boys. Now that is the proper way to greet me, boys. We have some unfinished business to take care of, boys, so let’s go into the playroom.”

“That door is locked, DM Zac. You want me to get the key for you?” asked Gus.

“I already have the key boy, but thanks for offering. You can bring that chair in though.”

Gus gets the chair and carries it into the room.

“It looks like your butt is already red, Angus. No matter. I’ll just make it redder!”

“Is that chair for me to sit on, sir?” Ollie asked.

“No, Oliver. There’s already a seat for you in the room. I’m putting you in the stocks, boy. I don’t want you running away or trying to help, but I do want you to watch.”

“Is there going to be a show, DM Zac?”

“Why, yes there is, Oliver! You’re going to watch Angus’ boy butt turn a nice, deep red. Let’s get you into the stocks, boy.”

“But you already punished me for that.”

“No, Angus, you got your mouth washed out for swearing at me. Now you’re getting spanked.”

Zac opens the bottom of the stocks. “Put your feet in Ollie.” Ollie does as told, and his feet are trapped.

“You called me Ollie, Sir!”

“I did, didn’t I?”

“Alright, Gus. Over my knees.”

“I thought you were going to spank me, DM Zac. Why do you have the paddle?”

“Just in case, boy. I have a feeling my hand isn’t going to be enough. Not only did you repeatedly swear at me, you attempted to punch me. I’ll not tolerate either. Now, over my lap! That’s right boy. Just let your nub fall between my knees.”

Gus lays over DM Zac’s lap.

Hands and feet on the floor, boy, and don’t move!

I am your Discipline Monitor, Gus, and you WILL respect me.

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

OW! OW! OW! OUCH! OW!

Yes, DM Zac.

I DO fuck, boy,

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

YE-OW! OUCH! OW! YE-OW! OUCH!

I understand, DM Zac.

But you will not refer to me as a f**ker!

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

YE-OW! OUCH! OW! YE-OW! OUCH!

No, Sir, I mean, yes, Sir! I won’t call you that again.

(DM Zac grabs the paddle)

My mother is NOT a dog, boy!

WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP!

YE-OW! OUCH! OW! YE-OW! OUCH!

No, DM Zac, she is not a dog.

Therefore, boy, I am NOT a son of a bitch!

WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP!

YE-OW! OUCH! OW! YE-OW! OUCH!

No, DM Zac, you are not!

I am your Discipline Monitor, Gus, and you will refer to me as DM Zac!

WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP!

YE-OW! OUCH! OW! YE-OW! OUCH!

Yes, Sir, DM Zac.

DO YOU UNDERSTAND, BOY?

WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP!

YE-OW! OUCH! OW! YE-OW! OUCH!

I understand, DM Zac!

With tears streaming down his cheeks, Gus yells:

“No more, DM Zac! Please! Please, no more, Sir! I won’t say those things again!”

“You can get up now, boy. I’m going to put you in the pillory.”

DM Zac leads Gus to the pillory and opens the top.

“Put your head in the center slot, and your hands on either side.”

The top is put down and locked. Click!

DM Zac goes and unlocks Ollie.

“Come on, boy. You’re next.”

Gus yells from the pillory:

“Be brave, Ollie. You can do it! Be brave! Don’t hurt him, DM Zac! Please, don’t hurt him.”

“Over my lap, boy. Let your silly little nub fall between my knees, boy.

“Are you going to listen to your Sir, Ollie?

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

OW! OW! OW! OW! OW!

“Yes, DM Zac. I’ll listen!”

“Are you going to do your chores, boy?

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

OUCH! OUCH! OUCH! OUCH! OUCH!

“Yes, DM Zac. Everyday, Sir!”

“Are you going to stop giving your Sir a hard time, boy?

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

YE-OW! OUCH! OW! OUCH! YE-OW!

“Yes, DM Zac! I’ll be good, sir!”

“I hope so, boy. Just to make sure:

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

OUCH! OUCH! OUCH! OUCH! OUCH!

I’ll try real hard not to be naughty, DM Zac.

“Alright, Ollie. You can get up now.”

DM Zac lets Gus out of the pillory.

“Okay, boys. In your corners.”

While the boys are in the corner, DM Zac removes all his clothes.

(after 15 minutes)

“Time’s up, boys.”

Gus and Ollie see DM Zac standing there, naked.

“Gus, why is he naked?”

Gus puts his arm around his boymate. “I don’t know, Ollie. I guess we’ll find out.”

“DM Zac, Sir! You’re naked! And you have a boner, Sir!”

“That’s right, Ollie. How astute of you.”

DM Zac puts his hands behind his head.

“Disciplining naughty boys gets me very excited. You boys get to worship me. Isn’t that great! One on either side, boys, start with my pits.”

Ollie and Gus each start licking DM Zac’s pits.

Lap, lap, lap, lap, lap

“Yea, boys, clean my pits. Lap up all my sweat.”

The boys lick down to his pecs, and suck and nip and lightly bite his nips.

“Ooh that feels good, boys. Your Sir’s said you were both adept with your mouths and tongues. Down to my balls, boys. Lick and suck on them, get all the sweat off.”

The boys suck and lick on DM Zac’s balls, rolling them around in their mouths.

“Nice, boys, real nice! Gus, you can suck my cock; Ollie, you can eat my ass.”

“Mmm. Your mouth feels real good on my cock, boy. Clean out my piss slit, Gus. Get all that nectar. Get your tongue in my hole, Ollie. Get it in my hole as far as you can, boy. Your throat feels good, Gus. Suck me, boy, suck me.”

“Okay! Gus and Ollie trade places. You both can get to enjoy me, and get my scent all over your faces. You boys sure know your way around a man’s crotch.”

DM Zac grabs Ollie’s head and starts to face fuck him.

“Yea, Ollie, you’re doing great!”

In and out, in and out

“Ah! Ah! I’m getting close! I’m gonna cum! Ah! Here it comes, Ollie!”

Spurt! Spurt! Spurt! Spurt! Spurt!

“That was wonderful, boys! Thank you! Gus, you can clean my cock.”

DM Zac gets dressed.

“I’m going upstairs. You boys stay here until your Sir’s release you. I’ll see you tomorrow.”

“That was quite a performance, Zac.” Pete said. “Ollie’s going to get more practice when we get home.”

“Like you both said before, both boys are adept with their mouths and tongues.” Zac retorted.

“I took notice of something yesterday, and more so today.” Zac said. “I’m going to test it tomorrow. Then we can talk about it. Here again tomorrow, guys?”

“Might as well.” Seth replied.

“See you tomorrow, then. Bye for now.”

“Later, Zac.”

“Gus and Ollie, you can come up whenever you want” Seth told them.

The boys remained where they were for a while, talking about the latest session with DM Zac. In the meantime, Seth and I were discussing the change in the boy’s behavior.

“Gus seems to have finally begun accepting that he’s a boy.” Seth opined. “He’s always going to have that assertiveness streak from time to time, though. I’m just going to have to accept that, and let him express it.”

“Yea, and Ollie will always be Ollie. Actually, Seth,” I said. “I love him just the way he is. I wouldn’t want him any other way.”

“Let’s go, Ollie. I’ve things to do, and so do you. Like your chores.”

When the boys came up, we commented on their red butts. Both boys blushed as red as their butts. Seth and I just laughed.

“I think we will stop at Ed’s for lunch, Ollie. Does that sound good to you?”

“Will I have to sit on a hard chair, Sir?”

“Not this time, boy. Unless you want to.”

“I think I’ll pass on that, Sir. But I am hungry, so yea, let’s stop there.”

“Seth? Would you and Gus like to join us?”

Gus was nodding his head. “Can we, Sir? I’m kinda hungry, too!”

“Gus and I will meet you there, Pete. I have some things to do in town, anyway.”

Ollie and I left, and reserved a table at the diner. Seth and Gus joined us soon after. We had lunch, and then went home.

The next day, the boys were downstairs waiting when DM Zac arrived.

“I think I’m done here, guys.” DM Zac told us. “I’m just going to tell them how things will go, once I’m gone. About the emails, and how that works. I won’t be long, and I’m going to let their nubs free. I’ll come back up and we can observe them. If what I think is going to happen, happens, I think both your problems will be solved. I’m going down, now.”

“Hello, DM Zac!” Both boys greeted him.

“Hello, boys. My time here is almost over. I have other naughty boys that need my attention. I’m going to explain how things are going to happen, after I’m gone.”

“You will receive instructions, via email, that you will follow to the letter. Is that understood, boys?”

“Yes, Sir.”

“When the instructions tell you to spank each other’s boy butts, that’s what you will do! And it will be a HARD spanking. I expect to see very red boy butts! How will I know? You will send me pictures. When told to stand in your separate corners, that’s exactly what you will do. Your Sir’s will take the pictures. These pictures WILL BE ATTACHED to the email you send me, letting me know that my instructions have been followed. Is this understood?”

“Yes, DM Zac.”

“That’s all I have for today, boys. I’m going upstairs to talk to your Sir’s. I’m going to allow you boys to have some playtime, so I’m removing your cages.” The cages are removed. “Have fun, boys.”

DM Zac goes upstairs and, along with Pete and Seth, watch and listen to Ollie and Gus.

“I’m glad DM Zac is almost done here, aren’t you, Ollie?”

“Yea, I guess. He really wasn’t that bad, Gus. I kinda liked him.”

“I agree, Ollie.”

Ollie starts idly stroking Gus’s nub.

“I’m more concerned about us, Gus. What will we do if Sir sets me free? I love Sir. I don’t know what I’ll do without him. I love you, too, Gus. How will we be able to get together? Would sir Seth still allow me to come over?”

Gus puts his arm around Ollie and pulls him close.

“I don’t know, Ollie. I’ll figure something out. Don’t worry about it.”

“But I am, Gus. When you are in the zone, you are good at being a sir. But you are there less and less. You’re just a boy, Gus, same as me.”

“Let’s take advantage of this time, Ollie. Then I think we should have a talk with our Sir’s. Let them know what’s going on, if they don’t know already.”

“I agree, Gus. Fuck me, big boy. Put your big nub in my boy hole. Make me squeal and shoot my boy juice. We may not have many more chances.”

Meanwhile, upstairs

“There you have it, guys, just as I suspected!” Zac said.

“How did you know, Zac?” Seth asked. “And why didn’t we see that?”

“I have a knack for that, Seth. As for why you and Pete didn’t suspect that Gus and Ollie were in love? I’d say you were too close to it, and really weren’t paying attention when they were together.”

“My job here is done. Unless there’s something else, I’m going to be heading out. I will still be in touch with the boys via email. Let me know if you need me to come back.”

“Thanks, Zac. It’s been a pleasure meeting you.” I said. “We’ll tell the boys you said goodbye and to be on the lookout for your emails. Have a safe trip home.”

“What do we do now, Seth? Confront the boys, or let them come to us.”

“Let them come to us, Pete. I think they will. Look at them. Aren’t they cute together?”

“I have to agree with you there, Seth. Looks like they’re getting ready to come up. Let’s go sit down.”

Holding hands, Gus and Ollie came upstairs, and stood before their Sir’s. Ollie spoke first.

“Sir?”

“Yes, Ollie. What is it, boy?”

“I love you very much, Sir. Please don’t set me free. I don’t want to be free, Sir.”

“I don’t know, Ollie. You haven’t been doing your chores, and nothing I do seems to have any affect on you. Is there something else I should know, Ollie?”

“Yes, Sir. There is. I love Gus also, Sir. Whenever he is feeling assertive, and his nub isn’t caged, I let him fuck my boyhole, Sir.”

“I see. Would you like to be Gus’ boy, Ollie?”

“Oh, no, Sir. Gus is a boy, just like me. He just has trouble accepting it. But we do enjoy playing together, and would like to continue doing so, if that’s alright with you and sir Seth.”

“Gus?” Seth asked. “What about you?”

“I also love you, Sir, and I love being your boy. I wouldn’t trade you for the world. And I also love Ollie, Sir. He’s who I turn to when I get assertive.”

Sir Pete, Sir, is there a way Ollie and I can continue to be together on occasion, and still be your boys, Sir’s?”

Seth and Pete looked at each other, and nodded.

“I think that can be arranged, Gus.” Seth said. “You and Ollie go take a shower. You smell of sex.”

“One more thing. Sir Seth? Would it be possible for Gus’ nub to be free, when he is in his assertive mood, sir?

“That’s a possibility, Ollie.” Seth answered. “And what about your nub, Ollie. Do you want it free, also?”

“That would be nice, sir, and it would feel good for it to stretch, but that isn’t important. My Sir is very cognizant of how long it’s been caged, and when it needs to stretch.”

“Oh, and one other thing. Sir, sir Seth, we are aware that you watch us when we’re together. Would it be possible for both of you to kill the sound? Give us that much privacy, Sir’s?

After a shared look with Seth, I said, “We’ll think about it, boys.” But no promises!

“Yes, Sir! Thank you, Sir! Come on, Gus. Let’s go get cleaned up.”

“Dinner, Seth?”

“Sure! Why not? What about the boys?”

“After locking their nubs up again, take them along! It would be a rather dull meal without boy chatter!”

The end.

Posted: 08/13/2021