Date: Sat, 10 Feb 2001 15:44:25 -0500
From: Phaedrus Fantasies <aytouns@hotmail.com>
Subject: The Chamber

The following was written stictly for your reading pleasure.
It's my intent to build upon this foundation. Storyline and
character development depending only on where my cock may lead.
That's what makes it so simple and fun!


Please enjoy...


THE CHAMBER
Author: Phaedrus


Life's Searches
===============

Your mind is preoccupied and distracted. Events from the past keep forcing
themselves to the forefront of your thoughts as you are driving him to your
home. Although able to hold up your end of the conversation well enough,
your head keeps wandering off, reviewing the circumstances that lead up to
this encounter...

Almost a year ago, he'd found his way to your internet website and the
"meeting" had occurred there. An "acquaintance" was made and over time,
through the course of nurturing emails and chats, a trust grew you both were
comfortable with. Each of you were fulfilling separate needs, but both were
in need each other in order to be successful.

You had sensed something early on...knew the symptoms, what to look
for...and after a time he as much admitted to being "conflicted" - torn
between his sexual longings for cock and what he saw as society's
non-acceptance of such desires. You still recall the jolt of excitement felt
when coyly confessed a wish to be seduced by another man. Teasingly, he'd
gone on to spill out deliciously nasty fantasies of what he'd to do to this
man's cock...until it finally spewed out the warm juices he would eagerly
lap up! You quickly realized that although this young man may be having
difficulties accepting his true nature, you were sure he'd know exactly what
to do once those needs were unleashed!

You'd determined to help him find his way. Some years previous, you'd made
up your mind that the struggles of your life shouldn't be experienced by
another...the sadness they'd wrought, not to be shared.

You were a mature teen when your own world had been opened...

As a growing child, you'd spent a great deal of time at your Grandparent's
mansion and had many happy remembrances as a result of their doting
attention to their only grandchild. As you grew older however, these visits
became more than just a simple family reunions. Entering your sexual self,
you'd realized that the chambermaids could be alluring servants in more ways
than one...and as often as possible they became the recipients of your
growing sexual rage!

Your behavior, though never reprimanded or counseled, did not go unnoticed.

It was sometime in summer is all you could recall now...nothing, save
for the events of it, distinguished the day from any other. The "Head of
House" had asked for your assistance to secure wine from the cellar. The
request was a bit odd given your "position", but you'd grown friendly with
the servants long ago and given it only a moments second thought before
heading off with him in. He'd directed you to the far back of the cellar
before finally pointing to the crate to be taken and it was there, while
straddled over the large crate that your needs were exposed. From behind,
he'd slid his open palm over your ass and down your crack until it stopped
and slowly squeezed your package. You'd jumped away in surprise...but not
too quickly. Making no verbal protest, you'd retreated into a far corner, a
rush as conflicting thoughts and feelings charging through you! Never having
consciously considered having sex with a man, you were confused by your
bodies immediate and needy response...your dick was hard in moments!

Slowly he'd seduced you with his soft, reassuring pleadings...the gentle
strokes of his deep voice washed over you...his hands caressed and
rubbed your hair and shoulders and without protest, he'd slowly exposed the
hardon you were completely unable to control! You recall how your eyes had
closed when he'd grabbed your balls, massaging them expertly
in his big hands. Your surrender was blissfully complete when his warm mouth
wrapped around you...slowly licking and sucking your raging teen cock as it
had never been before...loving you more slowly and deftly than any of your
"playmates" too date. Ultimately, your entire pelvis seemed to convulse and
as you rewarded him with a powerful load of cum,
moans of delight and sweet sucking intermixed and trailed off into the
darkness of the cellar.

Nothing more was said or done at that time, but your acceptance and reaction
to his advances could never be denied. The strength with which your cock had
strained to stay in his mouth was a surprising revelation -one which you
secretly hoped would be repeated! Life seemed to go on as usual, as if this
road to a new self had never been turned upon. You'd mistakenly believed
that your idle threats to have him dismissed had sealed his lips...your dark
secret was safe. However, years later you would laugh at your teenage
brashness when you learned this advance had actually been made on the
instruction of your Grandfather...and that this and some of the other
servants were in fact kept on staff to attend to his and your father's
needs...those that their partners in life knew nothing about or couldn't
possibly relieve.

Eventually, your rendezvous' would occur again...and again. Expanding in a
natural way to include more locations and servant partners. Soon you were
visiting the mansion primarily to satisfy your lust for hard, juicy cock.
Something totally overpowering had been released in you. Something so
irresistible that you gave in to it every time...until it had you spanking,
licking or fucking some servant's hot and willing ass. The power transferred
as you fisted and sucked their hard, red cocks was as addictive as any
drug...and your need for more grew.

Still, the road had many turns for you. Eventually, you would meet a
beautiful lady and fall hopelessly in love, the day of your marriage being
the happiest of your life. She was completely devoted to you and very
talented sexually and although your love for her was very deep, a shadow of
"incompleteness" stalked you...growing as the years passed. Your repressed
desires for male sexual partners...the salty taste of their sweaty bodies,
tightness of their clenching holes, brought on an unhappiness in you that
eventually seeped into the marriage. Until it ended on the fateful winter
night...

She'd followed you...perhaps thinking, but almost certainly not wanting to
believe where and for what reason you'd gone out. When she finally came upon
you, her heart must've broken when she saw you hungrily swallowing the shaft
of the other man laying back in the front seat of your car!

In her distress and confusion she'd sped away before you could reach her and
lost control of the car on a patch of black ice...dieing later as the result
of the crash. You were crushed and guilt was your only companion for years
afterward. Finally, you began to see through it
and accepted that because you'd not been true to yourself - and therefore to
her - you were trying to be something that you could never be. You realized
all too late that people are what the are and the only chance at a full and
happy life was to finally understand and accept yourself.

What had been done was done. Nothing could ever change those dreadful  past
events, but the future need not also have been lost on that dark night. So,
you'd determined a new course for your life. Seeking out and helping others
who were at similar crossroads, struggling with indecision on which path to
take. By possibly helping these individuals find their way to self awareness
and fulfillment, you could find some measure of redemption for your soul.

As the recipient of two large inheritances, you'd become wealthier beyond
your wildest expectations and events would lead up to your returning to your
childhood proving grounds - your Grandparent's mansion. Although you'd never
marry again and the mansion was far larger than any single man could
possibly need, you weren't living alone. There was a new staff of
"multitalented" servants who also resided there and the considerable
construction that you'd done had allowed you the freedom to pursue you new
goals.


Crossing Point
==============

The conversation had trailed off and he'd grown silent as you lead him down
the long, steep stairwell. It had taken over a year and a great deal of
consideration to reach this point, but he was following you willingly and
with increasing excitement towards the uncertain but hopeful destination.

The descent became increasingly cool and he rested one hand on your shoulder
for steadying support and reaffirmation as you walked down the dim
passageway. He had reached out in a different way some time ago...and he'd
cry out for you in the days and weeks ahead.

Finally reaching the bottom landing, he was surprised when you pulled open a
thick, heavy door apparently right out of the wall. A rush of warm air
flowed over his face while he silently peered inside...trying to make out
the dark shapes he was seeing. Finally, without word or command, he slowly
stepped across the threshold and disappeared inside.

The silence was broken when as you told him.."I'm glad you've decided to
stay Scott...." and pulling the door closed from within, it disappeared as
invisibly as before back into the wall, accompanied by a brief
"whoosh" of air.

Ceiling lights were raised in the center where Scott stood, silently peering
around his gymnasium size surroundings to see that the walls of this
completely circular chamber were adorned with numerous iron racks, cages,
shackles and supports...the imagined purpose of which made the pit of his
stomach quiver and his cock begin to grow thicken. His survey stopped cold
and his cock began stiffening considerably when off in the distance he saw a
man, naked save for a codpiece walking around a hanging cage, sponging down
another man who appeared to be chained inside, his arms extended and
apparently shackled up over his head. Water ran down the mans lithe body and
fell from his feet to a large grate beneath him.

Some yards from where the caged man hung, Scott saw a large pool...and his
heart began pounding harder when his eyes took in the naked backside of an
muscular and angular man. Standing at the pools edge, the man was straddling
a young boy who seemed to be kneeling on the pool steps...his wrists
shackled to the side ledge. The man's naked beauty sent a shiver to Scott's
soul...but it was his actions that made Scott's shorts wet with precum.
Standing over the boy, the man was slowly and deliberately working his own
stiff cock while he the boy eagerly fed on his balls! Periodically he would
turn, exposing his wonderfully thick cock and allowing the boy's mouth to
bury itself up his crack!!

Silently you glided up just behind Scott and broke his trance when you
whispered ... "don't fret, you'll have your turn if you like..." and with
that you stroked his back as casually and sensually as if you'd known him
for years...casually continuing..."why don't you undress for me, let me see
that body you've been teasing me about...I'll be back in a just moment".

With that you were off to change, disappearing behind a long floor length
curtain that concealed an adjoining room. Slowly and silently Scott began to
comply, his clothes falling in a pile on the floor. His imagination was
completely captured by the visions before him and his cock throbbed and
yearned for attention. "Mmmmmmm..." was the only sound he made as he began
to massage his manhood thru the sheer briefs he kept on. Feeling the
dampness, his hand delivered some delicious precum to his mouth. "Mmmmmmmm,
oh yes..." a warmth flowing over his body.

Returning after a moment, you step up behind him and your hands begin
running over his thick shoulders. Scott briefly stopped rubbing himself, but
slowly he leaned back into you and continued masturbating when your hands
made their way to his muscular backside. "This is what I promised you
Scott.." you whispered to him, hands slowly rubbing and squeezing his tight
ass...drawing him close you whispered "any need, any fantasy...you can have
it here..." Scott rubbed his cock harder when he felt you in the small of
his back. "Any desire, or passion....you can live it here..."

Your tongue reaches out and you slowly lick his extended neck...looking
down, you can see he's pulled the briefs down under his balls and his
glistening dickhead points up at you through his fingers. Running a hand
down his chest you squeeze his stomach, pulling his hard ass up against your
heated rod. "MMMMM.....you will be a sweet fuck..." you compliment him,
bringing a smile to his face. With a wet kiss on the neck, you release him
and step back. Scott's whole body is on fire! He turns quickly and stares at
the throbbing pole that seconds before he'd longed to have inside him!! His
urgent passions, though never felt to this degree before are completely
natural and he gives no thought to covering his cock that still oozes
precum. He's in need of release...NOW!!...and without a moments hesitation
reaches out and begins manhandling your cock! Recognizing the need, you
allow him his pleasure. He's like a child in a candy story, overpowered by
his freedom to enjoy the sweets he'd do desperately longed for. Cutting him
off finally..."Enough of that now babe..." and with a slight hand gesture,
another naked young man appears out of nowhere to stand beside you.

"You go with Samuel..he'll get you settled in. We'll catch up with each
other...later" You lean forward to kiss him, but he lunges at you and
his hungry tongue quickly jumps into your mouth. "Mmmmmm...." you hum as you
suck each others tongues slowly...methodically. Breaking it off, you gently
rub the side of his face and walk off in the direction you'd come.

Scott and Samuel stand alone now and without request, this stranger's hand
rubs over and squeezes Scott's sensitive dickhead...bringing some of his
precum to his mouth. Scott is suprised and delighted at the sensation of his
hand. Unable and unwilling to protest, Samuel's hands slowly slide down his
body, catching the band of Scott's the briefs and pulling them over his ass
so they'll drop silently to the floor. Scott grins proudly, his stiff cock
throbbing openly and invitingly for his new friend, but to his surprise the
stranger doesn't take it. Instead a hand is offered and Scott quickly slides
his palm into it and they head off towards the pool together.

As they slowly approach, Scott realizes that this isn't a pool at all, but a
large Jacuzzi! Led to a smaller, enclosed section on the side closest to the
encircling wall, Samuel motions him to be seated in a
"chair" that is preformed into its side just below the water's surface.
Slowly but eagerly Scott assumes a reclining position in the warm water, but
his body isn't fully submerged. His hardon sticks up proudly above the water
which only covers his ass and back. A growing sense of relaxed, uninhibited
joy is coming over him and he's delighted at the new treat he's capable to
enjoy...an up close viewpoint of the man and boy as they continue attending
to each other.

The man stands in the Jacuzzi now and up close Scott takes in his disarming
appearance. Tall and lean, his whole body seems a mass of
quivering muscle and sinew topped off by his rugged facial features and
shaved head. With a twinge of jealously, Scott looks to the boy who is
now off his knees and standing in the water...his ass pointed invitingly
upward because his wrists are still shackled to the Jacuzzi's edge.

The boy moans sweet encouragements to the man who is liberally applying
lubricant to the sweet ass that bounces gently to the rhythm of the deep
finger fuck its receiving. Pausing occasionally, the man removes his fingers
and slowly wraps his hand around his beautiful cock and shines it some more.
Noticing Scott's rapt attention, the man stares back while making strong,
slow pulls on his hardon ... and then releases it completely. Standing
motionless for a moment, he lets Scott drool over the size and beauty of his
luscious tool as it sticks out firmly! Although longing to run over and
impale his face on this lance, a broad smile and stiff cock are the only
repayment Scott can offer for a job being very well done! The man shoots
back a bright smile, tweaks his rod playfully and resumes his attentions to
the waiting boy.

Although keeping his "mind's eye" on the goings on before him, Scott
turns to see Samuel slowly strip off his codpiece to reveal a shaved pubic
area and balls, topped off by a lovely, mouth sized cock! Stepping down into
this jacuzzi section and walking to stand beside Scott, he
removes a tube of body lotion from a case on the ledge and begins to unload
gobs of it onto Scott's crotch. The initial shock of cold is quickly offset
by Samuel's warm hands taking hold of Scott's package and working it.
"Oh..yes..." Scott responds, his legs spreading wider "do me
Sammy..please...do me good". One of Samuel's small hands is deftly squeezing
Scott's aching balls, soon getting his pelvis pumping in beat with the pulls
his other hand makes on Scott's ramrod-hard dick. Too long in need of
release and short of breath, Scott is spitting out hushed bursts
"Ohhhhhhhhh..fuck..yeah....MMmmm...ahhh" and as he's
approaching the passion point...his dick its hardest and poised to spew...he
finally goes cascading over the edge of his sweet misery when with a glance
he sees that hot stud's long, stiff, delicious, cock gliding slowly in and
out of that lucky boys ass! POW! Streams of cum explode onto Scott's chest,
as Samuel's now furious jerking propels it from his tortured dick!
"AHHHH...OHHHHH...TAKE IT.....YESSSS!!!...." Samuel throws himself onto his
cock, swallowing the head and madly swirling his tongue around its inflamed
edges!

"AHHHHHHHHHHH....SWEET THING..DO ME......PLEEEASSSS!!...."

Scott is releasing more than just cum. Reality becomes nothing more than
Samuel's blessed tongue and the consuming fire in his crotch. He sees stars
behind his eyelids as in this moment of transference, his two selves are
becoming one and his very essence and soul is poured out!
He can only moan weakly while he's becoming a different, stronger man. What
self-doubts he harbored whatever guilt he carried are being sucked out of
him, the form of his true self taking focus and becoming self-evident.

Emotionally overloaded, he pulls Samuel towards him...his urgent kiss
conveying the emotions raging throughout him. He holds Samuel tightly
as he gives the most needed and meaningfull kiss of his life. A tear running
down his cheek gives the final, silent testimony of his heart.

He breaks their mouth lock, but maintains his hold of Samuel as he
gasps for air. "Did you enjoy that..?" Samuel whispers with a broad smile.
Scott's chest heaves out an abbreviated laugh...as if expelling
the lasts of his old self...he nods and smiles silently just before
clenching Samuel close again and releasing more tears of joy.


To be continued...

Any comments or ideas? You can find me at :: aytouns@hotmail.com