Date: Sat, 25 Jan 2014 09:53:01 -0600
From: charles Turner <cbru49@gmail.com>
Subject: Captive 14

				CAPTIVE XIV

	"Boys, we don't really care if you are queer, gay or whatever you
might call yourself.  While you were suspended the teachers met and agreed
that it really wasn't anyone's business what the two of you do when you go
home.  But.  And it is a big but, we don't want to have the other kids
watching you display your sexuality.  So, no holding hands, no kissing and
definitely no sex will be allowed on the school grounds.

	"The punishment you were given was a bit harsh, but for the next
week a teacher will accompany everywhere you go.  And that will include the
restroom.  That is so the two of you don't try meeting and so the other
students don't harass you like they have been harassing Ron Schmitt.  We
are aware that you are not averse to fighting and do not want to infect the
school with the idea fighting solves anything.

	"Do you have any questions?"

	"After the week, are we going to be punished when the bullies
attack us?  You know having the teachers following us around for a week is
just going to make them think of us as sissies they can bully even more.
We have to be allowed to defend ourselves, the students here all know what
we were doing when that sneaky old man peeped through the door knob hole
and watched us.

	"Neither of us wants to start a fight, but speaking for myself I
won't stand quietly while being called names.  You may think fighting
doesn't solve anything but it does teach bullies that there will always be
some one that will stand up to their harassment."

	"Young man, it is not your place to be teaching our students that
lesson, the teachers need to be teaching that.  We agreed that we would be
having discussions about tolerance and bullying this week while you are
being protected.

	"Now join your class and I will take Weldon to his."

	School went as expected that week, the boys were kept apart and
they heard the same taunts that they had heard shouted at Ron.  Both boys
left school at the end of the day desperate to get at each other's body.
There was no way for Donny to pass Weldon his bottle of piss and the boy
was desperately thirsty by the time they got in the Camaro to drive home.
They wouldn't be thirty feet from where they had parked before he had his
mouth between Donny's legs waiting for the elixir he needed so badly.

	For an hour each evening before supper Donny continued to teach
Weldon how to fight and how to defend himself.  He had stopped punishing
the boy when he was knocked down until Thursday evening.  They had been
practicing knocking down their opponent with a simple leg sweep.  "You
aren't concentrating.

	"Mutt come here.  Sit."  The big Wolfhound sat at the side of the
mat begging to join them.

	"You see how anxious he is to get to you?  Look under his belly.
See the pink tip of his dick poking out from the sheath?  If you don't
start concentrating and doing better that tip is going between your lips.
If I don't see some improvement it will be your ass lips.  If you start
doing a little better but not enough you will be sucking his dick."

	Fear didn't help much.  Weldon tried harder but was still hitting
his ass every minute or so.  Around the tenth or eleventh time he was on
his back Donny stepped over him and pissed in his face.  "Mutt come here."
The big dog had his belly over Weldon's face the sharp point of his dick
had emerged further from the furry sheath and was about a foot above him.

	"Weldon, you have been playing when you should be working.  These
afternoons are not a game.

	"Do you like having Mutt's big dick in your face?  It's time that
you lick that tip.  Do you feel that sharp point against your tongue?  If
you don't start doing better it will be working its way down your throat."

	"Are you going to make him suck that dog?"

	"Ron, where did you come from?  Where is the horse?"

	"I left him munching grass on the top of the hill.  I left my
clothes up there too.  What is going on?"

	"I am trying to teach him how to defend himself and possibly you,
too.  For some reason he doesn't seem to be trying hard enough today.  If
he doesn't start working harder Mutt is going to get his mouth or ass."

	"That isn't a punishment.  I'd gladly suck on the dog's dick.  May
I, sir?"

	"Sure you can, after you lick Weldon's face."  Donny stepped back
so Ron could get close enough to get his face and tongue to Weldon.  He
must have been anxious to get to the dog because he said nothing about
licking the piss off his face, chest or the deck when Donny told him to
finish the cleanup.

  	Mutt hadn't moved.  Twice while Ron was busy licking up piss Donny
had told Weldon to lick the drop of liquid from the now fully engorged and
ugly dick hanging from the dog's belly, Buck must have smelled the scent of
sex in the air and appeared on the deck trying to push Mutt out of the way.

	His dick was even longer and thicker.  While Mutt was almost purple
Buck's dick was an enflamed red that hung lower.  The second dog dick poked
at Weldon's head, rubbing along Ron's cheek leaving a trail of liquid that
Donny ordered him to lick off.  He hated what was happening but knew the
first rule and wouldn't do anything to make Donny unhappy.

	Raising his head from the last drops he could reach beside Weldon's
head Ron saw two big dog dicks staring at him.  He looked from one to the
other trying to decide where to start when Donny pushed Mutt alongside
Buck.  "Now you can do both of them."

	As they watched Ron give head to one dog then the other he laughed
that he was just like Ray.  Not only in the ways they had seen before he
volunteered to suck dog dick.

	"Ron, do you want one of those dogs up your ass?  They both love
fucking boy butt."  His mouth was full so it took him a few minutes to work
himself free enough to speak.

	"No.  I am happy, I want to drink dog cum."  Well, maybe not quite
like Ray who would always rather have the dogs up his ass.

	"Weldon, I think that ass sticking in the air looks like it needs
fucked.  Are you ready to try alternating with me?"  Weldon had never heard
anything come from Donny's mouth that he was happier to do.  Weldon was in
his ass when they heard him slurping Mutt's cum and the dog broke away.
Donny was in him a few minutes later when they heard Ron struggling to
swallow the cup of cum from Buck's dick which had been forced to the back
of his throat.

	For a few more minutes they alternated fucking him until Donny
decided that it was time to skewer him between them and moved in front and
slid his shitty dick in the Quaker boy's mouth.  He didn't resist the
taste, greedily working the cock until both Weldon and Donny were shooting
loads of cum into him.

	"Well, I guess you got what you came here for."

	"What about my dick?"

	"Lay down on your back."  Assuming he was going to get a blow job
from one of the boys he readily complied.  Instead Donny motioned for
Weldon to grab a foot and they bent him in two until the monster dick was
forcing its way in its owner's mouth.

	"Let us see you handle that monster.  You can suck a big dog dick;
you should be able to suck your own."  Whether it was from blood rushing to
the lowest point or embarrassment Ron's face had turned red as he had
already begun working the cock head and a couple more inches slid in to his
mouth.  His balls had already shrunk back to his body when Donny called
Mutt over to lick the cum from his ass and the boy gasped at the feeling
and shot cum in his mouth and over his face.  Buck joined Mutt in the feast
of cum, licking the boy's face dry.

	"Is that good enough for you?  You now know you can suck your own
dick and enjoy the cum."

	"Thank you sir.  I was really hoping to fuck Weldon."

	"Weldon belongs to me.  I don't often let anyone else fuck him.
Yes, you and I are going to fuck him together a few times in the next
couple weeks but you do not get to fuck him without me telling you it's
okay,.

	"If I hear that you have tried to get him to let you fuck him I
will be sure the bullies at school know just how much you love dick up your
ass.  I hope you understand that I have no desire to turn your ass over to
them but Weldon is off limits."

	"You don't need to tell anyone about me.  I will ask you first."
Ron had seemed to shrink at the mention of the bullies.  But, Donny wasn't
done teaching him a lesson.

	"Grab your dick.  Point it at your mouth.  Open up.  Now give
yourself a drink."  It took more than five minutes for Ron to allow the
flow to start but he had good aim and didn't miss a single drop.  While he
was pissing himself, Donny gave Weldon a small load.

	"Weldon, you can move to my balls now."

	"Ron, are you happy now?  You got four loads of cum in your mouth,
two human and two dog.  If you are not happy, what do you want?  Did you
come here to eat Weldon and my butts?"

	"I came to tell you about the guys you call the bullies.  My sister
is in their class and they were arguing with the teacher about tolerance.
They said in front of everyone there that you and Weldon will be getting
your asses beat come Friday afternoon, when school is over.  They probably
know that your teacher escorts are finished after lunch tomorrow and have a
plan to attack."

	For one of the few times since Weldon and he had met, Donny dropped
his interest in sex.  "Come up to the house.  We need to hear everything
you know."

	"If you want to know more you should have treated me better,
letting me fuck your boy."

	"Look you fucking asshole, we are in this mess because of you.
Until we helped you and you led us to a hole the teachers knew about we
were totally ignored and happy.  So if you don't want to talk go home and
we won't help if they turn on you first."

	Somewhat abashed Ron sat down at the kitchen table and tried
refusing the large glass of water Donny handed him.  After being told that
his piss needed the dilution of more water he reluctantly drank.  Weldon
was the only one without a drink, but he knew that Donny was preparing the
way to give him his favorite drink.

	Ron didn't really know much more.  He though that there would be
four guys going after the lovers but other than two he wasn't certain who
they might be.

	"Don't give me any more water, I'll piss my pants."  Donny didn't
listen instead handing him another quart size glass full of water telling
him to drink.  He was squirming in his seat when Donny said it was time to
step outside.

	"Weldon, step off the porch and grab your ankle so we can see your
asshole.

	"You like looking at that ass, Ron?  Isn't that the prettiest
little pink rose you've ever have the luck to come across?"

	"Yes, sir.  I have to piss, sir." He was unfastening his old
fashioned pants so he could dig his dick out while answering.

	"That asshole belongs to me.  I told you that earlier but I want
you to understand I can do anything I want with it.  We are going to stand
right here and piss on that asshole until we are both drained and then you
are going to get down there and lick every drop of piss off my sex slave's
body.  Are you ready?"  Ron didn't even answer, he just starting
pissing. They both had filtered the water through their body quickly and
were able to maintain their streams of piss for two minutes before they
slowed down.

	"Now kneel down behind him in that piss mud and get to work.  If I
think you've done a good job I'll let you lick his asshole inside as well.

	"You haven't licked the pissy mud off his feet, boy.  Weldon, step
up on the porch.  Now finish the job, Ron."  Donny held onto Weldon, giving
him a big kiss before stepping back to inspect his feet.  "Take his toes in
your mouth and get every drop from between his toes.  Do you need to be
told every move to make with your tongue?

	"Go home.  When you are lying in bed tonight, stroking your dick
and thinking about what you want remember that you will only ever get what
that is by giving your partners what they want.

	"Yes, sir."

	"The next time you show up here, before you speak to me I want you
on your knees with your mouth on my feet.  When I tell you to sit up I
don't want to see a single hair around your dick, on your balls, on your
chest or around your asshole.  When you come back, you come back as a sex
slave.  Yes?"

	"Yes, sir."

	"You will wear a collar and be treated like the dog that you want
to be.  When I let you, you will take Buck and Mutt up your ass.  When I
tell you to drink piss you won't say a word, you'll drop to your knees and
open your mouth.  If it is dog piss, so be it."

	"What are you going to do?"

	"I am going to obey you, sir."

	"Be back here tomorrow after school; convince your parents to allow
you to stay overnight.  You won't be drinking much of my piss, but you will
drink every drop Ray and Weldon want to give you.  You will clean off every
dick that has been in an asshole, mine, Ray's, Weldon's, Buck' and Mutt's.
So unless you are willing to drink piss and eat shit don't come back."

	"Now kiss my asshole and get out of here."

Ron obeyed the order.

	"So what are we going to do?  Four of those thugs coming after us
in the parking lot where no one can see is a recipe for disaster.  I might
be able to handle one, but that leaves three of them to keep up the fight
and really hurt you."

	"I don't know.  Shit, we have to be ready for them.  What can we
do?  Four farm boy fuckers out for our blood.  We have to do something.  We
need to think about this."

	For the next few hours the boys worked on their lessons with Donny
occasionally walking outside to think about the problem that teachers
hadn't assigned but had made harder.  He couldn't think of a reasonable
solution.  They had no friends to call that could be by their side and
asking for an escort to the car would just delay the attack.  Their new
enemies were not going to be deterred by two old women or the old man that
had laid down the law when they returned to school.

	For one of the few nights in three plus months Donny and Weldon did
not fuck when they went to bed.  Weldon fell asleep with his nose in
Donny's armpit happy to be safe and secure in the bed they had occupied
every night since he had left the hospital.  It was the first night he
could remember that Donny didn't fall to sleep within fifteen or twenty
minutes.  He lay on his back with Weldon softly breathing in and out in his
armpit afraid that he could not keep the promise he'd made to the boy about
protecting him from any further abuse.

	First thing in the morning, before the alarm sounded Donny slipped
into Weldon's ass and vigorously woke him.  "I love you, boy.  Why don't
you stay home today?  If it is just me going to the car they might not be
so eager to attack."

	"What you're going to jump in the car and run?  I don't believe
that...  Even if you did, don't you think they would try to follow you
here?  Sure having the dogs with us would even the odds, but do you really
want them knowing where we live?"

	"They aren't so stupid that they don't know where we live.  They
have known everyone around here since they were kids.  This farm has been
in the family for years and is known by my last name.  Fortunately for us,
Grandpa was known to have big dogs that didn't like strangers.

	"They may have already met Buck and Mutt.  Who knows if they tried
coming by?  I doubt they had a chance but we don't know.

	You are going to have to fight dirty.  I've been thinking about
this all night and there is no way we are going to win let alone survive
unhurt unless you are armed."

	"I'm not going to carry a gun, Donny."

	"I was thinking of something more like a bat.  If you could hit a
knee or an ankle you could disable one or two of them before the fight got
too bad."

	"The teachers aren't going to allow me to carry one around the
school all day and if it's in the car I wouldn't be able to get to it
before they attack us."

	"But if you had something you could carry on you or in your
backpack, something like a piece of pipe or a short piece of rebar you
could grab as soon as we saw them coming you might have a chance to even
the odds.."

	"You think I could stop them with something like that?"

	"Let's see what Grandpa has around, I think there should be
something that will work.

	"If you have to use that, swing as hard as you can.  You will want
to break whatever you hit.  And don't go for a big muscle, it will bruise
them but not do much more than that."

	The morning at school went the same as the rest of the week with no
trouble in front of the teachers but murmured slurs behind their backs.  A
week of discussing tolerance and anti-bullying messages hadn't done
anything to stop it.  The feeling of loneliness that had been with him
every day at lunch was even worse for Weldon when Ron sat fifty feet away
and glared at him like an enemy.  He considered skipping out on the rest of
the day but knowing that would leave Donny to fight alone he couldn't force
himself to go.

	The teacher that had caught Donny and him in the basement escorted
him to the restroom after lunch, went in with him to check he would be okay
and told him he was on his own before leaving him to go in a stall.  He
heard the door open and close a couple times while there; finished, he
stepped out to wash his hands.

	"Look here, it's our favorite little faggot.  Where is your
babysitter, faggot?"

	"Henry, stay by the door and don't let anyone in, we're going to
have some fun with the faggot."

	Not expecting an attack until after school he hadn't carried his
weapon with him.  He was going to be at their mercy, which he doubted they
possessed.  Three guys, each having at least fifty pounds of muscle and fat
on him were about to do he knew not what, was it rape or a beatings he was
in for?  All of Donny's admonitions about it being a fight to hurt not a
wrestling match where he could pin one and move on to the next flew through
his brain.  Careful not to allow himself too close to any wall he tried
estimating his chances of getting out of the restroom in one piece but
forced his mind back to defense.

	Never having been in a fight other than on a wrestling mat he was
nervous.  All sorts of things went through his brain.  'The best defense is
a good offense', 'kick them in the balls', 'fight like a little girl',
'there are no rules' 'bullies are cowards', 'if they are mad they will lose
whatever little disciple they have'.

	"Oh?  Do you think I am going to let you suck my dick, asshole?  I
wouldn't let you lick my ass.  There isn't going to be any fun in here
today so go back to class."  He would have pulled his dick from is pants
and added to the taunt but he had put on a baseball cup that morning to
protect his balls from any stray kicks the bullies aimed at him when down.
Now he knew the cup and the hard shoes he was wearing instead of his usual
sneakers were going to be his only friends in this fight.

	None of the three attacked right away.  Kale, the leader of the
group stood back further than the other two telling Weldon that he wouldn't
be sucking any dicks for a long time after they finished beating in his
face and fucking his ass.  The other two stood like dunces cracking their
knuckles to mimic some fool they had seen in some old movie.

	"Come on, Kale, that's enough talk."

	"You're right for once.  Get him."

	The delay had given Weldon a chance to make a plan that he knew
would fall apart as soon as one of them had their hands on him.  The boy
that had been anxious to start led the charge and Weldon grabbed him by the
head and using his momentum ran the head into the floor urinal cracking the
porcelain, more importantly knocking the boy out.  Weldon had landed in the
way he hoped and using every ounce of strength he possessed, kicked the
second boy on the jaw which left him standing but immobile.

	Kale had grabbed him before he had both feet on the ground running
him into a wall and knocking the breath from him.  Covering the smaller boy
with his body was not the best move, the punches he tried throwing were
hitting him in the side but doing little more than causing some pain.
Weldon's wrestling training helped him to escape the boy's grasp when he
caught his breath and he tried punching back only to have the boy laugh as
his attempts.

	The other boy still on his feet staggered towards the pair to help
his friend only to have Weldon take his feet out from under him with a
sweeping kick that buckled his knees. As he fell his head and shoulder
jammed into Kale, momentarily causing him to fight to stand up straight.
Weldon took the opportunity and attacked, he kneed the boy in the groin,
following up with a flurry of punches to the face hoping to discourage any
further attack, finally knocking Kale backwards on top of the pair on the
ground.  Knowing they weren't finished coming after him, Weldon jumped onto
Kale's stomach hoping to leave him breathless long enough to escape the
restroom.

	  Without looking in the mirror or trying to straighten his
clothing Weldon pulled the door open and calmly told the boy guarding the
door that his friends were asking for him.  As soon as the boy had his hand
on the door Weldon ran.  Not knowing where to go for help he ran into the
classroom where Donny was learning about world history from a woman that
was slight enough that when Weldon ran into the room she fell into her
chair at the slightest bump.

	"They caught me alone in the restroom and attacked."

	"Who attacked you young man?"

	"Kale and his friends.  They said they were going to beat me up
then rape me."  The adrenaline that had helped him escape the three in the
restrooms had left his system and he collapsed to the floor by the desk.

	"Weldon, are you hurt?

	"Talk to me.  What is wrong?'  Donny could see the tears beginning
to form in Weldon's eyes as the boy slumped against the desk breathing so
hard the teacher stuck a paper bag in over his face so he wouldn't
hyperventilate.

	"Lay him down on the floor.  Go ahead and pull up his shirt, we
need to see if he's been cut anywhere."

	Donny didn't want him exposed to all the girls in his class and the
teacher but he did as told raising his t-shirt above his nipples and slowly
went ahead, unbuttoned the boy's pants and pulled them down over the
jockstrap and then below his knees.  Seeing no obvious cuts or blood He ran
from the room to get to the restroom before the attackers could get away.
All he found in the restroom was blood and Weldon's books.

	By the time he returned to his class room Weldon was on his feet
with tears running down his face.  He couldn't obey the restriction the
school had set down on the pair and rushed to hold Weldon as he let the
tears flow.

	"Donny, I was so worried they had attacked you too."  Are you
okay?"

	"Me? You were the one that had to fight them.  They weren't in the
restroom when I got there.  I ran past three teachers coming this way, I
guess you are going to have to answer questions.  Can you make sense?"

	"Sure, as long as I can sit down."

	"Let's go meet them in the hall.  Maybe they can find an empty room
where we can hear the whole story."

	In a small office the teachers questioned Weldon about what
happened.  His story was refuted by the teacher that had left him alone in
the restroom.  He said that he had waited outside for Weldon, even though
he hadn't.  He tried hard to convince the other two teachers that Weldon
was lying about an attack when there hadn't been one.  By the time Donny
convinced one of them to check the restroom for blood the janitor had
cleaned it up but they did see the cracked urinal.

	They were sent back to class, told that the teachers would question
Kale.  When he wasn't found in his class, the teachers came to the
con-clusion that nothing had happened.  Weldon was pulled out of class and
given a stern lecture about disrupting class and lying.  His anger at being
so mistreated caused him to overlook the teacher's lies until he was riding
home.

	"He was in on it wasn't he?"

	"Mr. Weingarten.  That's why he lied about being outside the
restroom.  He helped them out by setting me up.  When Kale and his friends
go back nothing is going to happen because he will defend them with his
lies."

	"You're right.  They will be back in school without any problems
and you will be branded as a liar and trouble maker."

	"At least they know I can defend myself against more than one at a
time.  What about the one whose head was bleeding and lying in the urinal?"

	"He's going to want revenge."

	"If he comes back to school with a bandage on his head people are
going to know I wasn't lying.  And if his parents try to cause problems
everyone will know that there was a fight as much as Weingarten denies it.
What happens then, he sends a couple more of his students after me?"

	"I don't know, hopefully Ron can give us a clue about what the
teachers are thinking."

	"The way he was glaring at me during lunch I'm not sure we will be
seeing him outside school again.  If he wasn't a Quaker he might have been
one of the boys attacking me.  He looked really, really angry.  It must
have been the piss mud on my feet that was one step too far for him.  Or
maybe the idea or having to eat shit when he comes back.  Donny, I think
you may have pushed him too hard."

"Too bad.  That little jackass thought I would give your ass up to him just
because he has a big dick.  You are mine and that is that.  If he doesn't
want to accept that too fucking bad."

	Having his owner acknowledge what was between them returned some of
the pride to the boy who had to fight for his right to exist.  He was happy
when they reached their normal first stop and he shed his clothes in record
time and had his head in Donny's lap before the boy told him to get out of
the car.

	"Bend over the trunk, I want your ass and I am not going to wait
until we get home."

	Weldon hadn't known he was so tense until Donny had trouble
entering him with just spit.  He tried relaxing while Donny decided that
the boy needed a tongue to open him up, he did what was highly unusual and
spread Weldon's butt cheeks and dove into the ass licking, lapping and
probing with his tongue and fingers.  He felt Weldon slowly opening up and
grasping at his tongue with the talented ass ring that wet and extended did
not want to leave go.

	"Donny, don't stop.  You are making me feel so good.  Soooo good!
I love you!  I want the world to know how good you make me feel.  Donny!
Donny! Donny, promise me that Kale won't be getting another chance to rape
me.  I don't want anyone other than you fucking me.  I belong to you, sir!

	"Fuck me, please sir.  I need your cock in me.  I want to know that
I belong to you and no one else.  Fuck me!"  Weldon's voice was not only
pleading, he was shouting his need to the world.  Had anyone been within a
quarter mile they would have heard his plea.  No one came to rescue him
from Donny or had they heard him properly, to assist.

	Donny ignored the begging boy, he continued his assault on his
asshole with his tongue and fingers until three fingers had pushed his
tongue out of the mix.  He knew that if he could get three fingers in
Weldon his cock would enter its home without any trouble.  He enjoyed
giving the boy pleasure with his fingers and hearing his pleas to be
fucked.

	After ten minutes of foreplay he wiped his fingers on his shirt and
plunged into his sex slave with an uncharacteristic acknowledgement of his
love.  But it wasn't love he made with Weldon that afternoon, it was a
reverberating fuck that the boy needed and wanted.  Less than twenty full
shaft thrusts later he turned Weldon to face him and with ankles on his
shoulders continued to let Weldon know there was not a question about who
owned him.  The change in position allowed him to massage the prostrate
with his cock and within minutes had Weldon spraying cum over their chests
and over his own shoulder onto the car's rear window.