Date: Mon, 20 Jan 2014 20:03:36 -0600 From: charles Turner <cbru49@gmail.com> Subject: Captive VII Captive VII Instead of two nights Weldon was kept in the hospital for four days and nights. His doctor visited him every day not just as a doctor but to talk with him about the life he was choosing to lead. The doctor didn't think much of Donny, he knew the boys had feelings for each other but he felt that Weldon should find a boy or man that respected his choices and didn't selfishly order him to do any and everything to please him. "You would easily find someone that wants to have a mutual relationship, Weldon. Guys like Donny are in a small minority. You need someone that wants to service you as much as you service them." He had learned that he needed to put the sexual act that way for Weldon to respond to the idea. "Maybe someday that will be true. Right now I am happy with doing exactly what Donny wants since I know I can please him in so many ways. I would like to have him suck me or let me fuck him more often but time will work that out." Weldon had enjoyed their talks. He especially appreciated that the doctor gave him insight into the world they would inhabit should they leave the farm and create social ties in the town. "The longer you allow him to get away with keeping the relation-ship all about him the harder it will be to convince him that he needs to change his behavior. If you mature at a different rate than him and your needs don't stay exactly what he is willing to fulfill the two of you will have major difficulties." "We are both kids from abusive homes. My parents both beat me so bad that there were days that I couldn't undress in the locker room for gym class because I was ashamed to show the welts and bruises. His father sexually abused him and when he was tire d of screwing him let one their dogs have his ass. So we have a lot of pain in common. "Weldon that is a good reason to figure out who can do what now, you don't want to get stuck in a pattern that will not allow you to express your wants and needs. Donny needs to know that you have desires beyond his particular proclivities. Remember abuse in a family usually follows generations. "Would you talk with a gay therapist? I think you would benefit from having someone to help you figure out what you really want in a relationship and how to get that." "You don't want to continue talking to me?" "I will talk with you when I can, but the medical part of my life keeps me busy and my hours are unpredictable. It would be better for you to have someone that will be there at a set time every week. Plus, I want to be your friend not your therapist. We can still discuss what is bothering you when I'm available." The look he gave Weldon was more appealing than any he had seen from anyone other than Donny at his best. "I can try it. I need to find a different place to go to school and find out when I'll be able to get to the therapist. How much is it going to cost? I don't have any money." "That is not a problem. Since you are underage and don't live with your parents there is a program right down the street where Bill works that is paid to help boys like you." "There are others like me?" Just the idea that there might be other boys who had their parents disown them and tossed them to the streets without clothes and money alarmed him. "I don't know of any that have the wounds you have, but there are quite a few young boys out there whose parents beat them and then tossed them away to be abused on the streets. Some of them are gay, some are transsexual, and others are just sexually active with anyone that will give them a bed for the night. The therapist you'll see has about twenty to twenty-five kids that talk with him on a fairly regular basis. He'll have time for you and you'll like him, he's my younger brother." "You are not trying to set me up are you? Remember Donny is my first and I want to make what we have work." "He has an older lover. I doubt that he would have that kind of interest in you, no matter how cute you are." "Thank you. I think that is the first time I've had anyone comment on my looks in at least a year. It felt good." "Donny needs to learn how to treat you. You really deserve a good lover, not someone you consider as owning you." "Don't lovers always say you are mine and will be forever? How is that different that Donny saying I belong to him and will do as he says?" The conversation was cut short as the doctor was called to the emergency room. Weldon lay alone for a couple hours thinking about how he could talk to Donny about what they had said. "Hey what are you thinking about? Hopefully it isn't making you hard. Do I need to check on you?" "Please, check on me. I feel like I have undergone a dick removal. Is it still there?" "Are you in pain?" "No, I just don't feel anything between my legs. It's like there is a void there." "Well, lookie there, your dick is still attached and in a few weeks we are going to be paying a lot of attention to it for you. For the next six weeks it's going to be about your ass, but after that we need to find a way to make sure you are fully satisfied all the time." "You said you don't like sucking dick and I didn't think I did that well fucking you." "That's something you'll learn as I let you in more and more often. As for sucking, I guess I'll just have to do the same and learn how to enjoy you. It may be a long time before I take your cum, but that doesn't mean you can't enjoy your dick. I'm sorry that I have been so selfish and demanding. "Don't think that means the rules have changed but I will be paying more attention to you once we hit the bed." Donny had left his hand cup Weldon's balls while he was talking; now he removed it and covered the boy back up. "I was busy today. Sorry I didn't call you earlier. On Monday we start school at the farmers' home school out by the cabin. We won't have a wrestling team or any after school activities, what we will have is a school that sends 75% of their students to college. So the time we save from practice we will have to put into studying." "Aren't you going to miss wrestling?" "Hell no, that was for my dad and he is out of the picture. He and Mom are moving to the other farm Grandpa owned four hundred miles away. I'm going to be able to pay more attention to you. If you miss the wrestling I do have a mat at the farm where I can throw you around." "Are we supposed to just forget about Paul and Willie?" He wasn't sure of what answer he wanted from Donny, but he thought he could live with anything that he decided. "I have Ray trying to become smoking buddies with Paul. If that works out, one day after you have healed they'll come out to the farm looking to poach buds from some fictional plants and we will take our revenge." He had changed from a look of loving kindness to one of evil, ready to harm anyone in his way. "We have lots of time to figure out what we will do to him and get any supplies we need. I have thought of so many ways I would like to torture or take revenge that we are going to need to come to an agreement about how much damage we want to do. "I want him castrated. That jerk has ruined my life and he needs to pay for it. " Weldon flashed red with anger and Donny understood that he was serious. "Well grandpa has the tool he used for gelding the horses. We need to figure out if it will work on Paul, but that might get us both thrown in jail for a long time. Are you willing to go to jail just for revenge?" Weldon lay in silence for a few minutes before answering. "I guess that would be pretty stupid. I wouldn't want to be separated from you again. But, he has to pay big time. If we castrate him he is going to come after us until the day we die. How about one ball? We could make him watch Sparky eat it. "I agree, whatever we do it has to have Sparky or Willie involved. "Willie is going to be a bigger problem. He's too strong for either of us to control and generally won't go anywhere without his football buddies." They sat stewing and plotting until visiting hours were over and Donny had to leave. "Pull the curtain closed and give me a kiss before you go." As he leaned down to kiss the boy Weldon groped his crotch and whispered in his ear, "If you could pop a load quick I'd love to be laying here with the taste on my tongue." Without getting in the bed and creating a disturbance Donny could just give Weldon the head of his dick. Having been without for a few days it took him less than a dozen strokes before he was spurting a heavy load between Weldon's lips. He still had his hand on his zipper when a nurse came in to tell him he had to leave. Watching Weldon work the cum around inside his mouth caused him to laugh as he was leaving with the nurse. What that boy wouldn't do for him. Friday afternoon they returned to the farm that was now officially Donny's. Shucking his clothes the minute he had gotten into the Camaro had given Weldon the feeling that all would be well. Hungrily he sank between Donny's thighs and lovingly worked on the balls he knew were his to worship as often as they were exposed. Holding both balls in his mouth had become a favorite joy of his and by the time they were leaving town Weldon's mouth was full. For the first time since they had started having sex Donny made Weldon stop what he was doing and sit up in his seat until after they made the daily mail stop. They weren't up the drive more than one hundred yards when he stopped the car, telling Weldon to get out he went around the rear of the car where he positioned the boy's hands on the trunk and sank to his knees, spread the boy's cheeks and attacked his asshole with his tongue surprising Weldon as the tongue worked its way deep inside. He didn't stay there for long but left as much spit as he could at the entrance and stood to work his dick in his boy. "I've missed this, boy. I hope you are ready to have me fuck you all evening and night. We are going to have to do it standing or laying on our sides. I don't want to pop those stitches. "You feel so good; I don't think I'll ever let you out of fucking distance again." He was caring and slowly brought himself to the point where he was flooding Weldon with his hot cum. Weldon had his first anal orgasm, an explosive spasm that made him fear he was about to lose control of his bowels. Back in the car the smile on his face wouldn't fade even when he thought of the medications that would keep him from fully enjoying sex for the following six weeks. He wanted to tell Donny about what had happened in his ass but he couldn't find the words that explained the sensations. As the car slowly bounced its way to the barn his butt continued to feel new sensations and he felt the need to have Donny back inside of him. The boys did the chores necessary, mostly Donny with Weldon doing the chores that didn't require too much exertion. The bandaging on his balls kept the dogs from licking at him until he walked toward the cabin and Buck was at his butt lapping up the cum that had seeped out. The disgust he had felt at the possibility of Buck jumping his ass was still there but for once he loved the tongue extending the pleasure he had felt when Donny had fucked him. "You sure look like you are enjoying that." "Buck is too, he really seems to like eating your load out of my ass, maybe I should let him have it more often." "If you do he's going to think your ass is his, and I'm not ready to share it with him. That ass belongs to me. Do we need to go through the rules again?" "I thought you promised me that I could have Ray eating out of my ass. You were serious then, won't that happen now? What has changed?" Weldon hoped that Donny would say he had fallen in love but was also afraid of what that might mean for his life. "You liked his tongue that much?" "I liked everything that happened the day you pushed his face into the crack of my ass. I thought you did, also." "I did. I've liked it the few times I let him eat out mine, too. We might have him come out here and work on both of our asses. Does that sound alright?" "With his tongue going from one to the other while we kiss? I'd be in heaven. I just don't know if I could feed him again. What about you?" "Maybe, if we made him beg for it. What are you going to do about this hard-on you gave me making me think about him with his mouth attached to your ass.' "If you get Buck back in his stall I will grab the fence and welcome you into my ass. You were just getting me warmed up on the way up the drive I really need you to take me, hard." "I thought the doctor told you to take it easy." "He told me to take it easy on my balls. He didn't say I couldn't have you take me rough and hard. He does think you are too mean but he told me that as long as you weren't ripping up my asshole we could fuck as hard as we liked. He frowned when I mentioned Buck and Mutt, but he didn't tell me not to do what you want. So when you order me to take one or the other I will follow your order." "Why would you do that? You are so good looking and a big wrestling star; you could leave me and have any of the gay guys you want, probably even that doctor. Is it just that my dick is bigger than any of the guys you know?" "Don't misunderstand, I like the fact you have a big dick and I like the fact you want to fuck my ass. I even enjoy you giving me orders. But I think I fell in love the first time you pissed in my mouth. By the time you pissed up my ass there was nothing I wouldn't have done for you. Absolutely, nothing. Buck, Mutt, the stallion or anything else you might have thought up. I've dreaded the day you tell me to eat shit more than anything else you've said, but I know that I would open my mouth if you ordered me to and take everything you give me. So what am I saying? I fell in love and there is nothing you can do to me that is going to change that. "If you don't seek out revenge for what Paul and Willie made happen I'll be disappointed but I will still love you. I don't want you going to jail again. I need you to be nearby, it is not just for the sex either. You make me feel better about myself, better than I have felt in six or seven years. As long as you don't beat me like my parents we will have a future. My mouth is running. I need to shut up and keep this for another time." After Mutt and Buck were back in the stall Donny led Weldon to the tack room and after a few minutes of kissing told him to lie back on the table. Weldon tried watching him as he walked around the small room pulling items off of shelves and out of drawers. He noticed the quirt and another whip hanging at the side of the door and that the brand had been hung directly over his head. He was getting impatient waiting for Donny, hoping to get his interest aroused he wet his fingers and slid first one then two through the sphincter and groaned to draw attention before he began sliding them in and out. "Getting nasty isn't going to make me move any faster, I may lean against the wall and watch you warm yourself up. Go ahead and put another finger in there, I like what you are doing." Everything he had gathered was on a pushcart generally used to take items to the stalls. After watching Weldon for a few more minutes he began slathering Vaseline on his dick ready to replace the boy's fingers when he no longer wanted to watch. `He fully regretted not taking Weldon to the lawyer's office with him that Monday, the boy wouldn't have suffered as much nor would he have had to drop out of the only sport he liked. It would have caused a problem with his father but that would have been better than the abuse his boy had suffered. "If you keep that up you are going to have your whole hand sliding inside. "Are you enjoying that? If you want we can get you a dildo that you can use to play with yourself when I'm not hard enough to fuck you or worn out." "I was just trying to give you a show. You told me how much you like watching people having sex. This is the best I can do for you, but a dildo seems like it would give you more of a thrill than my fingers." "Oh no, you are doing a Hell of a job. I like watching what you're doing. Can you get your last finger in alongside the others?" He squatted down while he watched Weldon attempt the requested action. It was the first time he wished his hands were not as large as they were, he knew the boy couldn't take more than three of his fingers but the idea of getting more of his hand in and going deeper intrigued him, maybe one day he would try forcing three or four fingers inside. "Here clean your hand. Now grab your ankles." Weldon was hoping that Donny was ready to fuck him. He laid his head back and waited. The flash startled him. When he looked up Donny was holding a phone with a picture of his asshole exposed and legs spread. "Now I'll always have your asshole with me." It was a moment later when Weldon felt the big dick plunging in to take possession of him. He lay back and enjoyed the hard fuck. Donny had to pull him to the edge of the table three times, having plunged into Weldon hard enough to move him from his position at the edge of the table which allowed his ass to take the dick. He pounded Weldon hard and then in an attempt to make the fuck last would slow down, holding the head of his dick just inside, teasing Weldon before sliding in all the way down his eight inch shaft until their bodies slapped together resoundingly. Without a doubt it was the longest they were able to maintain the connection without Donny exploding inside. Not bouncing Weldon's balls was difficult; the pair tried hard, learning small steps they could take to make it easier on the abused skin and testis. When he finally orgasmed inside once more Donny felt it around his dick and joined in the explosion of pleasure. For five minutes he held his position helping Weldon support his legs until he was finally able to release a flow of piss up the ass. "Boy, I am so glad you are still able to take my cock. It feels so great as it bounces back and hits the head of my dick and surrounds the first inches of my shaft that you are not gripping. I would love to be able to do this for much longer but I only have so much piss, are you happy to be home?" "Don't talk, piss. Please don't stop. I love it, I love you. Give me gallons of piss. I need you to piss away the memories of Monday. Your piss is not meant the way everyone else at school meant their piss. You give me piss with love, confirming our intimacy, they wanted to degrade me. I've never felt degraded taking your piss in my mouth or ass. Don't let that happen to me again." Donny had not expected it but Weldon was crying as he gripped harder at his dick trying to nurse more piss than he had already consumed. "Relax, Weldon. You will get all the piss I can give you. You are right about me giving it to you with love. I have never wanted to hurt you with my piss or dick. I have always wanted you to love me, what do we do now, that you do?" "We make sure you give me all the dick, cum and piss you can. In five weeks we'll find out if you really don't like the taste of cum, maybe I'll taste good enough that you'll change your mind." "And are you going to give me your piss?" "If I think you want it, yes. Of course there is still the deal for you to fulfill, I don't really want to wait until I am hard again to do that so maybe we can find a funnel that will let you take the best I can give you." Listening to Weldon, Donny began to smile. "I think there is a new funnel out by the tractor. It has a goose-neck, a smooth tip about four inches long and a reservoir that will hold a couple quarts of your piss. I think that would work perfectly for what you have in mind. So let's go get it." "You go. I'm going to need release a load of piss from my ass." Attempting to sit he reached out to Donny and when their heads came close he locked their lips together and wrapped his arms around his neck with no intent to leave go, until the urge to void his bowels became overwhelming. With the rag he'd used to clean his hand pressed tightly to his ass he ran for the commode in the room beside the tack room. The burning hot piss flushing out his bowels through his sphincter partially overcame the medications and his dick rose to half-mast. "I think I'll need to clean it up. I don't want anything that dirty stuck in my ass." The irony struck Weldon first who sitting on the commode broke out laughing to the odd look on Donny's face until the thought of sticking something dirty into his shit hole hit him. The boys must have been tired; one would stop laughing and then pick up on the other's laughter. Weldon thought he must be empty by the time they stopped laughing only to be struck by a last wave of evacuation as he was trying to stand. "And you need to clean yourself up. Remember you are to keep the stitches dry." "Did you figure out how I was going to do that? The nurses gave me sponge baths while I was in the hospital, are you going to take over for them and give me one tonight?" "No I'm not going to be your nurse-maid. You are going to have to give yourself a whore's bath," seeing that Weldon didn't understand the term he clarified by adding, use a washcloth, hot water and soap to clean yourself up. No shit in the house. "What's that a new rule?" "Common sense and civility." "Civility, from the guy who pisses on me wherever he wants? The only civility we have shown is eating at the table and not having the dogs fuck us in the kitchen." "Weldon, you keep bringing that up, are you starting to want Buck and Mutt to fuck you? Or are you being snide about the fact that my father made me their plaything?" "The idea hasn't left my mind, by that I mean it hasn't traveled down my body making my ass twitch at the thought. I hope I am just kidding you about the threats you made to me last week." "I didn't make any threats concerning the dogs, those were promises that I intended to keep until I fell in love. Now I'm not so sure I want to share you with Buck, you might like him more than me. "I have the funnel cleaned are we going to use it?" "Tomorrow morning, I don't want you shitting the bed. I probably couldn't give you more than a few tablespoons full anyway. We can trade off in the morning, of course that means I'll have to wait an extra day for my breakfast juice." "You'd give that up? I saw you sneaking a glass while you were in the hospital." Weldon blushed so red that Donny couldn't help laughing at his discomfort. "Hey, don't be embarrassed, I like watching you drinking piss even if it's your own. I did talk to your doctor about it, he said there is no chance of any sickness from you drinking piss, but he warned me that too much might cause you to develop serious intestinal issues. So while I love having you as the recipient of my waste, you will not be drinking as much going forward. But, believe me you will still be taking it all, maybe a few more showers or should I say a lot more showers. Our new classmates are going to wonder why you smell like piss all the time." "How do we do that and still keep my stitches dry?" "We're going to order you some rubber underwear. I've seen them on the internet. They should keep your stitches dry and your balls out of the way when we fuck." "How are you going to fuck me if I'm covered in underwear?" "We'll get the butt- less kind, so I have access whenever I want. Maybe sometime this evening I'll go get a donut pillow that the old folks use for hemorrhoids to protect your balls when I want you on your stomach. We will find ways to get around your limitations, neither of us wants to go without. I don't want that for you either. Your ass needs me in it as much as possible, right?" "Yes, sir. You need to keep fucking me if you want me to be happy." "I'm going to go fix supper." "Donny? "Do I need to get a job?" He couldn't look at his owner as he asked the question, he was without money and Donny had brought up buying things. Was life going to interfere with their life? "We'll think about that in a few months, for right now Grandpa left enough money stashed in the cabin for us to get what we need. The lawyer didn't know how much but there was to be some other money that came with the farm. My Grandma had made some type of arrange-ment that started to pay me something when Grandpa died. I'll need to go back into town in a few weeks to find out what all that is, but for now we're okay. If we need to raise money we'll work something out. I don't want you to be thinking about that now. All I want is for you to think about keeping me happy."