Date: Thu, 1 Jul 2010 15:04:41 -0600
From: dnrock@rock.com
Subject: Of Man & Boy 23

Of Man and Boy
by:  dnrock(dnrock@rock.com)


23: A Small Distraction

Paul boarded his air transport in Billings, this time he flew Delta.  This
was one of those multi station routs: Billings to Denver, to Fort
Lauderdale, to St. Thomas.  Oh well, at least he could read.  Paul was
behind in his reading anyway.  He had read several brief book reviews in
the Boston Globe, while he and Eric traveled to Chicago.  Someone had left
the paper on the plane and the review headline caught his eye.  This was a
bit of serendipity that could not be passed up.

"Authors dive into the gender debate," it said.  Paul read it over quickly
and noted the three books for a closer look when he gets to a book store.
He recognized Leonard Sax's name but not the other two.

`Primal Teen: What New Discoveries About the Human Brain Teach Us About Our
Kids'.  By Barbara Strauch

`Why Gender Matters: What Parents and Teachers Need to Know About the
Emerging Science of Sex Differences'.  By Leonard Sax MD., Ph.D.

`Same, Different, Equal: Rethinking Single-Sex Schooling'.  By Rosemary
C. Salomone" Were entered into his PDA along with publishers and the usual
other information.

(See:
http://www.boston.com/ae/books/articles/2005/04/03/authors_dive_into_the_gender_debate/
for this, no byline article)

While at the book store he also found a new book by Barry Allan Bogin a
university of Michigan Professor.  He was very well aware of Bogin's other
books and articles.  His 2001 book `Growth of Humanity' was also on the
shelf.  He scanned it and purchased it along with Sax's and Strauch's
books.  He gave the Salomone book a pass this time, thinking it was more
appropriate for some of his educator friends than himself.

In general, what all these books talk about, dispels the myth that male and
female brains are exactly alike and they develop the same way and at the
same times.  Paul has know for a long time this was not quite correct and
just observing his new sons for a relatively short time had convinced him.
He thought it a good idea to get himself caught up on the hard and soft
science.  He started the Bogin book on the train but found Eric's company a
bit to distracting for full concentration.  He also felt it unfair for him
to do much else but pay attention to the boy.

By the time he reached Denver he had completed the Bogin book and was
starting on the Sax.  Paul realized this was good stuff for him and his
partners, he would share immediately upon returning.  He was also sure
several of his adolescent patients would benefit from these newly
articulated insights when he translated them to their parents.  Sometimes
it is simpler to refer a parent to something written for a wider audience.
It is hard at times for parents to back up enough to recognize the
difference between an organic problem and one more related to maturity and
family/community structures.

All to often parents and teachers were urging him to prescribe powerful
drugs like Riddlen.  All to often he is seeing adolescents and younger
children being labeled with ADHD when in fact all they need is some
direction, structure and physical activity.  A few are like him and Grant
they need motivation, freedom and challenges.  A few have some underlying
organic problem such as food sensitivities or allergies.  Sometimes he
feels the adults do not fully understand just what is going on in the head
of these kids.  This is more the adolescent age group.  They are right not
to always understand.  The kids don't either.  Paul likes to prescribe
drugs of any kind, as a last resort, not as a first.

As he winged his way southeast, that sounds so cliché doesn't it, since he
spent almost as much time in boarding lounges as in the air.  It sounds so
1920's, as if he were in an open cockpit biplane.  Lets us rephrase that in
21st Century ease, as Paul read his books, his studying was punctuated by
meals, drinks, fasten seat belt announcements and aircraft changes.  Now
that is better, if less poetic, isn't it?

The world seemed not right or wrong but at least quiet and perhaps about as
normal as things get.  In fact, Paul was propelled back in time to his
student days.  Those days when the consequences of your actions were
confined to passing your next exam, handing in a good paper on time and
having lots of fun dates.  He missed that time, okay he missed part of that
time.  Paul did not miss the angst of adolescence and young adultness.  He
did not miss the self doubts and emotional roller coaster of student days.
Least of all he did not miss the 24 hour study sections or the days as an
intern with so little sleep, that weeks at a time are to this day nothing
more than a blur.  Paul once commented to a colleague that sleep
depravation was the only subject every medical student is qualified to
write his/her thesis on.

His boys were happy, his parent and grand parent/mentor were happy, he was
happy and everything was more or less right in his world.  Now our Paul is
an optimistic kind of person.  He does not recognize problems as being
problems.  To him they are solutions desperately searching for a home.

Getting back into the swing to things and being alone again was easy to do
but not all that easy to adjust to.

"Paul Stum Junior, how can I help you?"

"Yes Tim, I just got home a day or so ago and yes I sure miss my boys.  You
must have had some e-mails from Eric ...  Oh that excited was he? ... That
many pictures ... I guess you are privileged.  I never thought I could so
easily be replaced by a horse."

"Paul I got a fax from New Mexico early this morning and I think we should
have a meeting with Toby and Trogier."

"Okay, when and where?"

"How about this evening at Poseidondoro?"

"Love to but I have late hours with patients and won't even get out of here
until about eight.  Why not pizza and beer at my condo, lets say 8:30.
I'll order the pizza for nine if you can call the others.  If I don't hear
different I'll assume its on ... Got to go buddy, see you this evening."

The fax from the Judge was brief and to the point.  It simply said, `state
and federal agencies had raided the ranch and arrested everyone.  The minor
children are now in the care of Child and Protective Services.  A number of
local citizens had been arrested including the Sherif, several of his men,
the District Attorney, the Mayor, several County Councilors, a number of
local state and county civil servants and other prominent citizens.  The
State Police were treating Maney's disappearance as a murder investigation.
If questioned, he would be forced to reveal his knowledge, i.e. the boy was
well, safe and in hiding.

"One interesting point was made at the end suggesting any contact to him
should be through his legal counsel," Tim informed them.  Paul looked
puzzled so Trogier ran down wire tap and e-mail warrants for him and Tim
reviewed lawyer-client privilege.

"I think you should subtly make your copyright law suites known to the
State Attorney's office," Toby suggested.

"Do you think that will help the judge," Paul asked?

"Sure it will," Toby replied.

"Why be subtle, lets just go for the juggler so to speak, preempt anything
they may do to possible delay or harm our civil action," Paul said.

"You could do that to the cops too.  Kind of putting everyone on notice.
That way they will not waist time and resources looking for a missing
person who is not missing," Trogier agreed.

"What if New Mexico Children's Services wants him back in their
jurisdiction," Paul asked?

"I will keep them at bay for years if necessary," Tim replied.

"If you could get the parents to relinquish their rights that would mute
any state desires," Trogier suggested.

"Ah, you are starting to talk like a lawyer, Trogier.  Tim, why don't you
get one of those high powered firms in Alberquirie to meet with his
parents.  The last thing they need now is more legal/judicial trouble like
child abuse charges being filed," Toby added.

"Sounds like black mail at worst and devious at best.  I like devious don't
you." Paul said.

"I can do that, but I will appeal to the "what's best for the child" angle.
In no event will the civil suite go away, however.  I think perhaps you can
get Lucille to suggest to New Mexico the other minor children do the same
thing.  The prospect of those legal fees should be a good incentive for
them and if explained well enough to the parents, may even get their tacit
cooperation," Tim said.

"You mean if the other children join your efforts for copyright and
royalties, fees and so on that may help the parents from a tax and
"proceeds of crime seizure" point of view," Trogier asked?

"I have to be very careful here to avoid a conflict of interest given my
day job," Toby said.

"Yes Toby we understand and don't wish to put you in an awkward position.
Trogier is more or less correct.  It will make our case stronger and
protect Eric's cousins and siblings, the ones under 18, that is.  Toby and
I can work that out between us and get Lucille to assist.  In the mean time
I will find a good firm in New Mexico to act on our behalf," Tim agreed.

"Any news on the child porn and underworld connections.  Should we still be
concerned about the Russian mob or others," Paul asked?

"We can't ask for royalties for illegal actions," Tim added.

"I suspect they, the Feds, will not need him if they have the others and if
they have the master tapes or evidence like that, the children will not be
needed at all," Trogier suggested.

"Do you think we should ask Eric what his thoughts are," Paul asked?

Paul handed out another round of beer.  While they consolidated their
thinking.  Except for the adoption part everything else would be handled
through Maney Mahn Inc.  Paul stalled them a bit wanting to give Montana
time to get the evening chores done.  They polished off the last of the
pizza and inspected Paul's new art.  He brought back Royce Ever's Boy
Series B.  They had not yet been framed.  All the men were most impressed.
Paul was now having a small problem he was running out of wall space in the
condo.  They all offered wall space in their homes for the surplus.

Paul put the speaker phone in the center of the table and asked Eric if he
wanted to find a privet space to hold the conversation.

"No, I think it best if I have all my advisors in on this conversation,"
Eric replied. Everyone in each location introduced themselves.  The only
one who had not met the Montana group was Toby and Trogier did not know PA.
Both Eric and Grant gave full accounts of their time away from St. Thomas.
Paul opened up the serious part of the discussion.

"Son we have been making some plans and want your agreement before we move
on them.  Their are two major issues and in a way they are linked.  First,
what would you say if I adopted you?"  Grant made his feelings known before
anyone else by squealing with glee in the background.

"Eric can't respond yet, Grant keeps kissing him.  We know his vote, it
that counts for anything.  If I wasn't so old I'd probably argue for me as
the adaptor," Jerry informed.

"Well I kind of like this grandfather bit but you have my support son, even
if you didn't ask for it."  PA was smiling and winking at Eric.  Eric was
about to play this game a bit but he figured the real serious stuff was yet
to come, so he gathered himself together.

"I'd like that very much dad.  Tim, I think you should go for it but I want
to keep my new name."

"Consider it done, well almost anyway.  Eric, your biological family was
all taken into custody yesterday.  I think we can get them to agree with
the adoption, which will speed it all up.  You may have to agree not to
push sexual abuse charges against them to get that agreement.  Are you up
for that?"

"Yes, but I wouldn't."

"I know that, you know that, but they don't know that and your New Mexico
lawyer doesn't know that.  He can not use it as a threat but he will
clearly imply you will harbor no ill will if they, "do what's best for the
child," being you in this case," Tim said.

"Will I have to see them?"

"No, not unless you want to.  Your mother may want you to call her or
something, you know mothers."

"I don't really want to talk to them, not yet, but I guess I should at
least write a letter or something."

His Montana support group all jumped in assuring him he would never be
forced to do anything he didn't want to and they would help him as needed.

Tim outlined the civil suite and the plan to involve his cousins and
siblings in a joint effort, using Maney Mahn Inc. which will isolate him
and them from the whole process.  Eric thought that was good.  Trogier
suggested he correspond with his cousins when he gets home.  He would find
out their contact information for him.

All of this left Eric in a bit of an emotional quandary.  He harbored no
ill will toward his cousins and sister.  He had little use for is older
brother and adult cousins, aunts and uncles.  He had real mixed emotions
about his parents.  His father, the clan leader and shaman, probably
believed what he was always preaching.  That did not make it right but at
least his motives were not suspect.  Eric was sure his parents loved him
and he wanted to love them.  His mother was another matter.  She had always
been good to him and his sister.  She always showed them love and affection
not just sex.  He was just a bit mystified that she took in everything his
dad said.  He was disappointed that his parents allowed, and for all he
knew encouraged the prostitution and porn.  He never minded the modeling
nude or with clothing.  In fact, he always liked that part.  In fact, he
always like the sex part too.  Not the sex on demand or being prostrated
but he enjoyed the physical interactions with the others and some of his
clients.  He just thought they should have at least asked him and the other
children.

He puzzled over his reaction to Junior and PA from the sexual side.  He not
only liked it and enjoyed it, he wanted it and appreciated it emotionally.
He figured that resulted from the sex being completely shared and in no way
obligated.  With these men it was an ever strengthening bond between
equals.  Not that he thought of himself as man yet, any more than any other
14 year old, or the men as boys.  It had to do with what Junior calls power
relationships.  In bed they do not exist.  In his old family he always knew
what the power relationships were.  Sex between man and boy here is given,
shared, not demanded or expected, least of all not some obligatory duty.
Most of all the adults treated both boys even handily, fairly but not
exactly equal.  Their needs: intellectual, physical and emotional were
different.  The adults did their best to fill those needs

As to Grant, well he wasn't quite sure what was happening.  Grant just
adored him and he liked Grant.  His being physically larger seemed to be
important to Grant at least it seemed that way since Grant insisted on
being held by him.  At night or even some times during the day Grant would
press his body against him looking for some kind of physical reassurance.
Eric was a bit afraid that Grant would not accept him that he would be a
threat to Grant's position.  That was unfounded.  He realized almost from
the first that Grant was totally secure in who he was, where he stood and
where he was going.  Grant made Eric realize he was not only accepted but
secure in his position or role.  He was the big brother and Grant the
little brother.  He was expected to protect and guide, Grant was expected
to support and assist.  Sex between them was common and fun, most of all it
just happened.

Eric was delighted when Junior told him he wanted to adopt him now, as soon
as possible.  He was relieved that it was his decision.  Most of all he was
relieved and heartened by the knowledge that his decision would be
completely supported by all those important to him no matter what it was.
Their was nothing wrong with the status quo, on the other hand adoption
would mean his future was absolutely secure.

Just before the end of June and Paul's quick trip to Calgary, the summer
storm season came alive.  A number of tropical depressions swept in from
the south Atlantic and across the islands.  This is not yet the high danger
season just the summer storms: rain, wind, lightning and the like.  The
Virgin Islands were not in the direct path yet this year but the associated
rains and strong winds made a minor mess of things.  These things could
last several day.  The Coast Guard/National Weather Service had posted
small craft warnings for the Pillsbury Sound and James Passage areas.

It was during one of those heavy rain storms that Paul got some strange
phone calls on his sat phone.  He answered in his normal way.
"Poseidondoro, how may I help you."  A female or prepubescent boy
apologized for the wrong number and rang off.  This in itself is not all
that unusual but people don't tend to phone to many wrong numbers on the
sat phone, it is quite expensive.  While the rain pelted down and the winds
at force 9 (41-47 knots) whipped up a churning sea into a "sea state" of
Very Rough (2-6 m waves) and the rollers came crashing into the head land
at Bull Point, to receive about 4 such calls several hours apart, was.
Bull Point is not all that high and the waves tended to crash right over
it.

Paul scanned the marine radio channels to see if anything was up.  Radio
traffic was markedly light.  He feathered the props on the wind generators,
just in case the self adjusting pitch failed, in these winds overspeed was
a given not a possibility.  This would be a long and lonely night.  Before
bed he called into his answering service.  Not that his pager had gone off
or that they had tried to call him, he wasn't quite sure why.  The nice but
authority female voice, told him their were no messages, but someone had
called his office and his condo numbers several times, declining to leave a
message.

Paul puzzled over this a bit but not all that much.  He did unlocked his
desk and took his 9 mil out of the bottom drawer and the clip from its home
in the filing cabinet.  He locked the doors and set the alarm on the
security system.  Paul wondered if he was being paranoid.  He probably was.

Paul just could not get to sleep he got up again and starting up his
computer surfed the net looking at the latest in twinks and young ladies
and reading a few stories.  This got his motor running.  Paul climbed back
in bed and masturbated to some real life fanatics of himself and his two
sons.

In the morning the winds had calmed a bit and the rain let up.  The sky was
still lead gray and hung low.  The sea state was still rough.  His Sat
phone rang again.  Paul answered as usual.

"Um, can I speak to Paul Stum, please?"

"This is Paul Stum Junior."

"This is Ozzy Manard do you remember me?"

"Of course I remember you Ozzy.  Sorry I didn't recognize your voice."

"Oh that's Ok, I'm under a bit of stress I guess.  The reason I called is
Corin is in the hospital and he is asking for you."

"If Corin is ill I am sure your under stress.  Is it serious?  Well it must
be serious or he would not be in the hospital but you know what I mean."

"Yes, quite he has a sever case of Ecoli and at his age...  That is not why
he wants you."

"He wants you to come a stay with us for a few days, he figures I am in
over my head alone."

"I will be glad to help if I can but you are now, what 16, you should be
able to handle things until he gets home."

"I can do most but we have two new boys with us, twins and Corin doesn't
think I can train them by myself."

"Two new boys?"

"Yes two, both twelve and some, one for Corin and one for me, twins you
know."

"What is your view, Ozzy?"

"I agree with Corin, if he was not sick, together we could probably do it
but with him so ill and school and all I just can't.  Please come Paul,
please."

"I will be in Cleveland in three days but I will only be able to stay for
two.  I will stop back for a day in about a week's time.  That's the best I
can do with such short notice."  Paul asked more questions and gave Ozzy
some instructions. "Last but not least do the boys know why they are with
you and Corin and what is expected of them, in general terms that is?"

"Yes and they are all right with it.  They speak reasonable English too.
Their native language is Spanish.  Oh, they are legal."  Paul queried about
what Ozzy has already told or shown them.

"That is good, keep up the information flow.  Do they know I am coming and
why?"

"Yes, I told them you trained me and how much I learned, and so on.  They
are looking forward to working with you."

"I almost forgot to ask, what are their names?  ...  Ok, Flavio and Fidel"

Ozzy's task was to begin showing them the general training and porn DVD's
as well as hygiene rules and getting them comfortable with being naked or
just wearing undies.  He ordered all the toys and things needed over the
internet and had them shipped directly.  Ozzy had told Paul that the boys
had both started into puberty and were ejaculating and masturbating
themselves and each other.  He indicated they informed him that one or more
of the priests at the orphanage had seduced them into oral sex, which they
professed to like.

The boys had been with Corin for less than two weeks when he became ill.
Paul knew his client and of course his student.  He knew that Corin had a
underwear faddish.  Much of his income came from designing undies for boys
and young men.  He had a well deserved reputation among the boy lover crowd
for designing the sexiest boy clothing of all kinds.  Much of it custom
fitted and custom designed to the taste of his clients.  His designs and
fittings all shared one common objective, to show off their maleness.
Corin had no time for dressing boys up like little girls.  He only had time
for making his boys so sexy that no man, regardless of his orientation or
desires could not notice and admire; no matter how great or small the lad's
endowments, Corin would make the most of them.

When Paul arrived he began almost immediately.  He was introduced to the
boys and after some general chat began his physical examination.  Ozzy had
sean to it all the bio-tests, x-rays and the like had been done and were
available.  Corin and Ozzy had installed a wonderful leather swing in their
"playroom" which Paul decided could be used as an examination table.  In
addition to the swing the room held several modern looking soft leather
upholstered chairs slung on curved metal frames.  They offered good
stability, a spring like action and a somewhat reclined back with no arms,
along with a sofa of the same design.  Some low wide tables, a massage
platform, lamps, a thick soft white carpet and large black and white art
photos of nude men and boys, completed the accouterments.

The boys were clad only in the sexiest boxer briefs, imaginable.  One in
black the other in white (Flavio in black and Fidel in white).  Paul did
not realize until he got there that the boys were of germanic background
blond and blue eyed.  They had come from Argentina, that's why the Spanish
language and Spanish names.

These were Corin's designs and custom fits for sure.  They were just big
enough to do the job but absolutely not bigger.  The rise was low with the
top just resting on the slim and almost non extent hips, the leg bands
terminating just at the crotch, neatly tucking in under the base of the
buttocks.  The seat was seamed down the middle that pulled the material
tight into the butt cleft, clearly defining each cheek.  The front was
pouched so their boyhoods were comfortably cradled in the soft material
which seemed to cling to the skin clearly outlineing and uplifting at the
same time.  The material was some new micro fiber and spandex blend the
felt as soft and smooth as their boy skin and clung to the body not unlike
a second skin.  The waist bands are wider than normal, decorated with
stylized "C" in the opposite color.  The only other decoration was Corin's
trademark "C" positioned on the pouch and sized so the penis head would sit
in its center.  This trick had the effect of making the genitals look
larger and more impressive.

Paul entered and he immediately embraced Ozzy.  They engaged in several
long passionate kisses, producing looks of wonder and disbelief in the two
new students.  After the kiss Paul was introduced to the boys, giving them
a full eye inspection.  He sure liked what he was seeing.  Paul reached
into his pocket giving each boy a piece of hard candy.  They were delighted
and quickly began sucking on the sweet goody.  This candy was laced with a
small amount of a powerful hypnotic.  Enough to make the boys drowsy but
not enough to make them go to sleep.  Children metabolize some drugs
differently than adults so the dosage was carefully calculated in advance.

Ozzy showed Paul to his room reminding Paul that he and the boys were
dressed only in undies.  Paul smiled and immediately disrobed to the
delight of the three younger males.  Paul like Ozzy was wearing thongs.
Ozzy's were Corin's unique design sculpted and shaped to be both
interesting and uplifting at the same time.

After a brief respite of tea and cookies Paul got busy, he had a lot to do
and and short time to get it done.  He seated the boys, one in each chair.
He opened his case and began his physical examinations.  He flipped a coin
and pointing to Fidel, white is heads you first.  Fidel climbed onto the
massage table sitting where Paul indicated.  Paul listened to his heart and
breathing, gently felt probed and generally let his hands glide over the
lads smooth hairless body.  He looked in his eyes, ears, throat, tested his
reflexes and so on.  He had the lad stand on a low table and carefully
removed his briefs.  His care was accompanied by much touching and slow
gentle patter.  All the time telling the boy how much he liked touching him
and how much Fidel liked being touched and fondled.  The kid's arrow
straight 4.5" penis was rock hard.  He checked for a hernia and examined
his penis, sliding the foreskin back.  Letting his hand slide over the
lad's well formed butt he asked him to climb into the swing for his rectal
examination.  Fidel lay back on the soft leather of the swing and Paul
placed his feet in the stirrups.  He adjusted the stirrups to hold his legs
wide apart and pull his butt up slightly positioning his anus into easy
reach.  Paul touched the lads opening with is finger and leaned to give it
a little tongue action.  Fidel squirmed a bit breathing hard with pleasure
as Paul's tongue forced the sphincter open and pressed in.

Ozzy was explaining things to Flavio, while standing next to his chair and
slowly running his hands over the boy's body.  Flavio's eyes were wide and
he to was excited, his penis straining at the cloth of his briefs.

The boys were now well under the influence of the hypnotic.  Paul pulled
Flavio's chair up next to the swing, which was mounted on a chrome frame.
He began talking in his hypnoses tone of voice making suggestions to them
about how tired they were, how much they wanted to relax and how much they
wanted to cooperate with him by doing exactly as he suggested.  Paul told
them they would drift off into a kind of sleep and when he woke them up
they would be completely relaxed, except their sexual energy would be at a
maximum and ready to cooperate in their lessons.  Their eyes closed and
they went more or less limp.  Paul stepped over to Ozzy and they playfully
removed each others thongs.  Paul had a chance to examine Ozzy more closely
noticing that his body was still hairless even though he was 16.  Ozzy told
him he waxed every few months to keep it that way.  "Corin likes it that
way."  Both Paul and Ozzy were hungry for sex with each other but their
students must come first.  Ozzy retrieved the Fedex box and helped Paul
remove the content.  Paul fitted himself and Ozzy with a specially designed
cock ring that are made in the shape of a triangle and clamped at the base
of the penis behind the scrotum, around the scrotum and then around the
penis itself.  Not that they needed any help at this point in getting hard.
They were both rock solid but Paul assured Ozzy this was necessary as
things would proceed fast very shortly.

He positioned his other paraphernalia close at hand and brought the boys
out of the sleep and back to attention.  He admonished them to pay close
attention to everything that was happening and remember everything he
instructed them in.  Paul continued with Fidel.

Paul greased up his index finger.  "Fidel I am going to check out your
prostate.  To do that I must insert my finger into your anus.  You will not
feel any pain in fact you will only feel pleasure."  Paul pressed his
finger against the boy's closed anus and after teasing it a bit slipped it
in.  He did his medical digital rectal examination but did not remove his
digit.  Instead he began working his finger in an out combined with a
circular motion to expand and titillate at the same time.  Paul bent over
and engulfed the lad's penis in his mouth while concentrating the tip of
his finger on the prostate by crooking his finger and making a "come along"
motion.  Fidel was going wild now.  Paul used his thumb on the premium
pressing against it at the same time.  Fidel began producing precome fast
and hard.  The sweetness coating Paul's tongue as the boy's penis filled
his eager mouth.

Paul withdrew his finger and added more lubricant, his special lubricant
returning two fingers this time.  Fidel quickly ejaculated as the feelings
of pleasure washed over his body.  Now he needed to turn his attention to
Flavio.  Paul withdrew his fingers and inserted a small dildo that had a
tube and bulb extending from its flared end.  He pumped it up until he knew
it would begin to cause pain.  The dildo expanded and pressed against his
prostate and Paul switched on the vibrating action.  All this time he kept
repeating how much he liked the boy's body and how much the boy liked what
was being done to and for him.  The mild drugs in the lube were beginning
to work their magic and Fidel kept asking for more pleasure, more sex, more
attention.  Paul kept reminding him he wanted that from his man more than
anyone else.

He lowered Fidel's head telling him that he had and would overcome his gag
reflex while gently running his hands over the lad's throat.  Paul called
Ozzy over and instructed him to fuck the boy's mouth and suck on his penis.
"You can work the dildo a bit too."  He knew that both boys had some oral
experience.  That became obvious when Ozzy stepped up and Fidel used both
his hands to direct Ozzy's long thick member into his gaping oral cavity
and fondle his low slung, smooth testicles.  "Fidel you do exactly as Ozzy
tells you."

Paul turned his attention to Flavio.  Moving Fidel to the massage table
when it was Flavio's turn in the swing.  While Ozzy serviced Flavio's mouth
and crotch Paul gave Fidel and sensuous massage all the while telling him
how much he liked it, how much he wanted his man to do this for him.  When
it was Flavio's turn for the table Paul switched off the vibrator but left
the plug in place and put Fidel asleep in one of the chairs.  He gave Ozzy
a rest while he gave Flavio his massage.

The next item was their first butt fuck.  He gave Ozzy instructions and
brought the boys back to attention.  Paul removed Fidel's butt plug and sat
in the chair.  Fidel lubed Paul's long penis and following instructions
turned around, presenting his butt to the man.  Paul helped him stand on
chair seat one foot on either side of his legs.  Holding on to Fidel's
hands the lad lowered himself onto the skyward pointing phallus.  Paul
pulled the boy back against his chest and slowly began fucking the virgin
butt.  His hands played with his nipples and his boyhood this combined with
kisses and nibbles of the earlobes and back of the neck sent Fidel into
multiple orgasms.  Ozzy did exactly the same with Flavio in another chair
positioned directly in from of the one Paul occupied, this gave both boys a
good view of each other's action.  With only one boy Paul would use a large
mirror to achieve the same effect.

Ozzy had been giving the boys large amounts of the tree bark herb, and
taking it himself, as Paul had instructed over the phone.  All of these
males were able to make and expel extraordinary large amounts of ejaculate.
A good thing too.

Over the course of the next 48 hours men and boys fucked and sucked each
other too many times to count.  The men frequently switching between the
boys.  They utilized the swing, massage table, chairs, sofa, floor, shower
and bathtub and any other spot that seemed useful.  Paul allowed brief
sleep and meal times, then they were back at it again.  His hypnosis and
the combination of THC and Ecstasy kept everyone going full tilt.  They did
stop briefly to ingest snacks and drinks, cleansing enemas and so on, but
over all when they finished Paul was well in need of a rest and Ozzy was
almost too tender to walk.  The boys having the benefit of hypnosis were
not the least bit sore, so they thought.  If one looked at their butts or
genitals one could see the redness and tenderness brought on by perhaps
just a bit to much sex.

Paul planted a number of suggestions in their minds.  Things like how much
they liked sex with their men and themselves, they were not to have sex
with others save by permission and so on.  Paul had them convinced they did
not like clothing on when in the house and they liked to be dressed and
undressed by their men when ever possible.  He had to trust that Ozzy and
Corin would teach all the other lessons related to being a man's boy and
and boy's man.  He knew Ozzy knew them well and lived them with Corin.  He
trusted his students to teach the way and the lessons they were taught.
Most of all he laid the foundation for a strong love bond to form between
the men and boys.  Of father and sons, brothers, lovers and co-adventures
on the journey of life.  He would get Corin to bring them to Poseidondoro
for a visit with his sons at the earliest possible time.

Ozzy had measured Paul and given him forms for Eric and Grant.  Corin had
some kind of present in mind but that's all Ozzy knew.  Paul knew what ever
it was it would be clothing and would be wonderful.  Paul mused on his two
newest students.  He regretted not having the time to really get to know
them, to know their desires and dreams, to know their smell and their most
sensitive spots, their likes and dislikes and so on.  This would just have
to be set aside until later.  He had wanted to see his sick friend and
client but that was not possible.  Corin had contracted a difficult case of
Ecoli.  He was out of danger and would recover but required complete rest
for at least another week.  Perhaps on his return visit.

In the mean time Ozzy had the added responsibility of two younger brothers
both new to the culture of the United States and to the family where men
and boys share sex.  He had confidence in Ozzy as did Corin.  After all,
had he not trained the lad in the art of being a man's boy and had not
Corin trained him in the art of being a man.  When Croin adopted Ozzy he
was shy, sensitive, frightened and completely withdrawn.  He had been
beaten down by an overbearing up tight maiden aunt and completely
ineffectual biological father.  The father prior to his death was
completely dominated by his mother, his older sister and his wife.  The
wife went in child birth and the sister took over the child just as she had
her younger brother.  Ozzy was not physically mistreated but he was
emasculated from birth until he was 10 when through a series of unfortunate
circumstances he came to live with Corin.  This poor boy was so overly
protected he had no idea even how to ride a bicycle or throw a ball.

Corin is the stereotype of an effeminate gay man.  His voice is soft, his
mannerism are highly effected, he is an unabashed homosexual.  His dress
can be outrageous as well as his behavior.  As a role model for any boy
Corin would be a poor choice, at least at first glance.  Not so in this
case.  He may not be masculine in the common understanding of the term but
he is every bit a man in his accepting of responsibility, business acumen
and so on.  While he quickly lined up Ozzy to be his boy, his sex toy, he
made sure the lad was given strong role models to learn from such as Paul.
Paul figured Ozzy would wind up being firmly bisexual.  He was athletic
with a deep voice when it stopped changing and a firm, take charge,
attitude.  He was sensitive to the feelings of others and made friends of
both sexes easily forming strong ties.  He loved Corin as much as Corin
loved him.  He would be a good big brother to the twins.