Date: Fri, 14 Oct 2016 23:04:18 +0000
From: Matt Smith <matterotica@hotmail.co.uk>
Subject: Benny's House - Chapter 26

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Benny's House

Chapter 26 – Boys and Bets

by Matt

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From the diary of Benny Harrison

Saturday 1st August 2015

Okay, I kinda did it again. I wrote one diary entry and then forgot about
it again for a month (well, 28 days, but who's counting!?) I don't know
whether it's a good thing or a bad thing, but there's not really much to
say. Things have been... nice! No drama, no arguments, no surprise siblings
or shocking appearances, it's just been peaceful and fun too!

Zane's starting to do much better. He spends most nights with either me or
Roger, but the few nights he actually stays in his dorm (usually when Josh
is here!) Quentin tells me he seems to sleep okay. He's still a little
jumpy at times and he tends to avoid being alone, but I don't mind at all
as I always love having him around.

Since Sam turned sixteen, I've started having him round on Monday
nights. He's doing really well already, he's definitely a natural born
Dom. Some of the Boys have been a bit weary of him so far, but they seem to
be warming to him gradually. Who knows, maybe Sam will want to join the
house some day as a full-time Dom. I do have a slot open now, but that's
way off in the distant future!

I suppose the only big development is a new romance in the house. Wesley
and Taro went on a date in early July. By the end of the month, they were
past dating and were officially 'in a relationship'. Wesley's been handling
it really well, keeping me and Roger informed about it, ensuring it doesn't
interfere with his duties, keeping his personal relationship with Taro
separate from their dom/sub roles in the house.

Considering that at one point I actually banned in-house relationships,
there are now three (that I know of lol) and it causes no issues
whatsoever. If anything, it gives us all something to talk about. I can't
tell you the amount of times I've heard the Boys, or even my Generals,
talking about how they would pair up the rest of the house! Not that were
are many people in the house anyway, but that kinda changed today!

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It was obvious something was different at that evening's Saturday night
gathering. Firstly, it was Roger who had been sent off to torture the four
remaining non-resident Boys in chastity rather than Malik. Next, when
everyone else was ordered into the lounge rather than down into the Play
Rooms they knew something was up.

Several conversations were going on around the room as Benny entered,
prompting sudden silence, mostly out of curiosity rather than
obedience. "Okay, I wanted to talk to you all about something, erm... an
idea I've been having. I've already spoken to Roger about it and got his
views, but I thought it was important to run past all of you too," Benny
explained. His tone was positive and he smiled as he spoke, immediately
putting the house at ease.

With such a prolonged period without anything disastrous happening,
everyone was a little on edge waiting for the next problem to pop up, so it
was quite a relief that this appeared to be something good.

"Now, as you know, because some of you started that way, the general rule
is that Boys can only join the house when gainfully employed so as to pay
their keep," Benny explained. "However, it seems the four who are with
Roger at the moment have been having a little trouble finding work. As fun
as it is keeping them locked up and suffering for this long, I'd like to
see if there's something we can do to help."

"Like what?" Wesley asked, looking agreeable but doubtful.

"I was thinking of letting them move in here!" Benny said bluntly.

"What, without paying?" Robert asked in surprise.

"Yeah," Benny nodded. "Well they get paid benefits which they would
contribute, but that's obviously not a full wage. But the whole idea of
having them here is that we could support and help them in finding
something."

There were some murmurings between the residents which Benny allowed for
now.

"So they'd join us and just be, like, your Boys... like us?" David asked
quietly.

Benny thought for a moment, then shook his head. "Err, no, not quite. I
mean, they'd live here as subs but they'd be on a lower level than the rest
of you. I'd likely keep them in chastity if not full time, then at least
for a large majority of the time, just to show their difference in position
and they would be answerable not only to me and the Generals, but to the
rest of you too."

"So you'd be giving your subs their own subs?" Robert asked with a slight
grin.

The question got a slight laugh, even from Benny who shook his head once
again. "Not your own subs. Think of them more as... apprentices! You guys
would be their mentors."

Again the room burst into lively chatter as Boys and Generals discussed the
ideas between them.

Benny quietened them down again after a few minutes and explained, "Now
from what I was thinking, it would require a bit of a move around
again. Dorm Three has been sitting empty for a while, so I thought it would
be best to make use of that. You would all be moved around so that there
are two of you in each Dorm and then one of the apprentices would be
assigned to each pair of you. You would then act as mentors for your own
designated apprentice." Benny elaborated, looking round the Boys before
turning his gaze on Malik and Wesley. "As for you two, each of you, as well
as Roger and myself, would also be designated a Dorm. That way, there's a
clear chain of command for each of the new Boys. So... any thoughts?"

The discussion went on for a while, a few few concerns being raised but
quickly addressed. Overall though, the residents of the house were very
much in support of the idea. The thought of helping the four Boys almost as
appealing as the thought of some fresh meat in the house!

Once the discussions were done, Malik and Wesley were given free reign to
do what they liked with the Boys while Benny went off to see his potential
new subs. He had always kept his distance from the non-residents, intending
to maintain the image of a distant and aloof leader. As such, he didn't
even know the names of the chaste Boys.

Benny stood with Roger outside the Ground Floor playroom where Roger had
been speaking to the four Boys.

"So they all went for it?" Roger asked quietly.

"Yeah, pretty much!" Benny said happily. The idea had come to him a few
weeks ago. He had already been thinking about getting some new recruits
when he thought of the non-resident subs. Since then, the possibility of
having them join full time had played on his mind constantly.

"So how d'you wanna do this?" Roger asked, grinning at Benny's obvious
delight.

Benny looked round at the door to his private lounge, alongside the Play
Room, then back to Roger and said, "Send them in one at a time. I wanna get
to know them all a bit before I formally offer them a place. Plus I kinda
want to get a feel of what they're like so I can plan who they should share
a room with."

"No problem. You head in, I'll send the first one along in just a minute,"
Roger said, then headed back in to the room with the four waiting Boys.

**********

Benny prepared himself for the first arrival, positioning himself facing
the door so that they would find themselves under immediate scrutiny as
soon as they walked in. A minute later, there was a knock at the door.

"Come in," Benny called out firmly.

The door opened but for a moment nobody walked in. Benny assumed that
whoever it was simply need a moment to prepare, which he found both amusing
and endearing.

Eventually, the first of the new Boys walked in. "Hi, I'm..." he started,
but paused immediately as Benny raised a hand to silence him.

"Shut the door, stand there!" Benny ordered, pointing to a spot a few feet
in front of him.

The man complied, coming to stop exactly where Benny had said, looking more
than a little awkward.

Benny stared at him, looking him up and down with narrowed eyes. He didn't
intend to show it, but he was relatively happy with what he saw. "Name and
age?"

"H... Harry. Harry Hardy," the man stuttered. "Thirty-eight."

Benny wondered whether it was Benny's position that had the man so
intimidated, or the fact that he was a thirty-eight-year-old man standing
naked in front of a sixteen-year-old Boy, waiting on his command. Either
way, the man was a pleasant sight to behold. He would be the oldest Boy in
the house, if he joined, a few years older than David, Robert and
Quentin. Benny had never really been into 'older guys' per se, but certain
men definitely caught his eye. This Harry Hardy was one of them.

Standing at about six feet tall, the man didn't look his age facially,
easily passing for a man closer to thirty. His light stubble and neatly
styled light brown hair, swept into a side parting, paired with dark brown
eyes and full lips gave him a somewhat professional appearance. Had Benny
not already know he was unemployed, he would have thought him to be some
kind of doctor or lawyer.

The man very clearly worked out too, with no sign of middle-age spread or
anything even closely resembling it. He wasn't muscled to the extent that
Charlie was, but his torso definitely had a fair amount of definition,
accentuated by neatly trimmed chest hair and a thin trail of hair down his
navel into a tidy bush. The hair was a similar shade to that on his head,
but it looked lighter across his body as it contrasted with his slight
tan. With his cock in the near-permanent chastity device, it was hard to
get an idea of his endowment, but he appeared to be comfortably above
average.

"Turn!" Benny ordered.

The man turned one-hundred-and-eight degrees, facing the door and allowing
the young Master to get a better view of his rear. Benny grinned and nodded
his approval, forcing the smile away as he barked another order to turn
back.

"So, Harry, tell me a little bit about yourself," Benny requested.

"Oh, erm... well... erm..." the man stuttered, nerves clearly getting the
better of him. "S... sorry," he added, seeing the disapproving glare on
Benny's face. He looked down for a moment, took a deep breath and looked
back at the teenager again. "Well like I said, my name's Harry and I'm
thirty-eight. I moved to the area about ten years ago with my partner at
the time. We lived here together for about five years but then
unfortunately he passed away."

"I'm sorry to hear that," Benny said, suddenly feeling a pang of guilt over
deliberately intimidating the man.

"It's okay, it was a long time ago now and I've dealt with it," Harry said
confidently. "Unfortunately I wasn't always so good with it and I kinda let
me life get out of control for a while. That was how I ended up
unemployed. I've been looking for work for about ten months now."

"Okay," Benny said with a nod. Feeling it was remaining a little too
formal, he gestured towards the armchairs opposite his sofa and said, "Take
a seat."

"Thanks," Harry said with a quick smile, then sat gently down into an
armchair, remaining upright rather than relaxing back into it.

"So tell me Harry, how did you end up here?" Benny asked.

"Oh," Harry said, suddenly blushing. "Well I was out one
night... cruising... and I bumped into a young man who was... interested in
having some fun. We... did some things and then he revealed he was only
fifteen and told me I pretty much had to do what he said or he'd report me
to the police!"

Now it was Benny's turn to blush. Back when he was just putting things
together for the house, he had used underage boys, sometimes even going out
himself, to trap and blackmail unwitting men into compliance. It was
something he soon came to regret, thankfully only because of his own guilt
rather than any more serious repercussions, but it was behaviour he soon
put an end to.

"You... do know we don't do that any more, right? I made it clear that
anyone here against their will was permitted to leave, didn't I?" Benny
asked.

Harry nodded. "Yeah, you did and I thought that was a really brave thing to
do!" Harry commented, getting a slight smile from the young Master. "But,
by that point, this place was about the only good thing I had going, or
rather, the possible idea of joining this place, so I stuck around."

"So how about now?" Benny asked, concerned about the man's emotional
well-being as he had clearly been through a lot.

Harry smiled warmly, clearly appreciative of the concern. "Well things
aren't perfect, but they're better than they've been in a long time. Coming
here would just make things even better!"

"Glad to hear it," Benny said with a stern nod. "So do you have much
experience at this sort of thing?"

"Ha, yeah, you could say that!" Harry said with a grin. "I started subbing
when I was about your age, had quite a bit of fun in my youth and then I
met Carl, my long-term partner. He was not only my partner, he was my Dom
too. We spent nearly ten years together with me serving him, sometimes on
my own, sometimes with other subs. I've tried most things you could think
of and I have very few limits."

"Awesome," Benny said with a delighted grin. "Be nice to have some more
experience in the house! Anything in particular get you going then?"

"Well..." Harry said, looking away shyly. "Being dominated by younger guys
is kind of a big thing for me."

"You're definitely in the right place for that!" Benny said with a chuckle.

Harry nodded agreeably then thought for a moment and said, "I'm really into
humiliation and degradation too. Been playing around with sounding lately
too."

Benny nodded his understanding. "Well the humiliation stuff is
easy. Roger's a pro," Benny started.

"Yeah I noticed!" Harry said with a slight snigger.

"As for sounding, I don't think we've ever done any of that here, at least
none that I know of, but I've heard it can be fun. Maybe we'll give you
some experience with it!" Benny explained. This was already going better
than he could have hoped. Not only did Harry seem like a good fit for the
house, but he was already bringing in new possibilities.

"That's awesome!" Harry said excitedly, leaning further forward in his
seat.

"And how do you feel about your position in the house? I believe Roger has
explained how it would work, yes?" Benny asked.

Harry shrugged. "Until we can pay our way, we do all the housework to earn
our keep and until we're full members, we're bottom of the ladder. All
sounds fair to me. Kind of exciting actually!"

"Not too exciting, I hope," Benny said, then pointed to the chastity
device, "Or that might get a little uncomfortable!"

Harry laughed, not the reaction Benny had expected. "I'm kinda used to it
now. I've had it on for about eight months now!"

"And when was the last time you were allowed to cum?" Benny asked, finding
himself strangely aroused at the thought of the man's prolonged
confinement.

"Erm..." Harry hummed, thinking. "I'd say it was around November last
year. I mean, I've had a few wet dreams, but without being able to get hard
even they're pretty rare. So yeah, other than that I've not cum in over
eight months!"

Benny nodded, trying not to sound too keen. "And how do you cope with
that?"

"Well I just kinda focus on other guys instead. If I can't cum myself, then
I get my pleasure from making other guys cum!" Harry explained.

Benny's eyes narrowed. "Really? So if I said that the chastity was
permanent, that you'd never come again and you could only ever make other
guys cum... how would you feel?"

Harry gasped and moaned slightly. "Fuck!" he exclaimed, eyes
widening. "Whoa, just... hearing that made me feel... wow!"

Benny grinned. The man clearly wasn't faking, his brow had covered with a
fine sheen of sweat, while his chastity device was noticeably tighter and
his chest heaved with deep breaths. 'Mental note, never let him cum!' Benny
thought to himself, feeling his own cock swell.

"Okay, I think I've heard enough," Benny said bluntly. "Go back to Roger
and tell him to send the next one in a few minutes."

"Yes Sir!" Harry said politely, immediately heading for the door.

**********

"Come on, you can do it!" Malik yelled at his team. Time on the challenge
was counting down rapidly and the General was determined not to lose.

That evening's activities had started out as a playful joke between Malik
and Wesley, but quickly escalated to a full-on bet. The game that they had
devised consisted of each picking a team of four Boys who would then
compete for the most orgasms in one hour. It didn't matter how they
achieved it, all that mattered was the numbers. There would be a punishment
for the members of the losing team and a small reward for the winners, but
the really high stakes were for the two Generals.

The forfeit for the losing General had started small, relatively speaking,
with a little public humiliation in the form of a streak through the town
centre. Then the escalations had begun. As well as the streaking, there
would be a week of chastity and edging first, to increase the likelihood of
an unwanted erection on the streak. Then came the handcuffs, which would
secure the loser's hands behind their backs ensuring maximum exposure and
humiliation. Then the range of the streak was extended. Instead of simply
running through the town centre for a matter of seconds, the loser would be
dropped off there and forced to make it all the way home naked. Neither of
the Generals wanting to be outdone by the other, as well as being convinced
they would win, it just kept getting worse and worse. First it was going to
be a cock ring to further heighten the chances of an embarrassing erection,
then it moved on to a dose of viagra to guarantee it. On and on it went
until they finally reached the point where they simply couldn't think of
any way to make it worse!

Now though, with the stakes so humiliatingly high, both Generals were
yelling at their selected Boys. For Wesley it was Philip, Josh, Robert and
Taro while Malik had Charlie, Quentin, David and Zane.

"Come on guys, you know you can do this!" Wesley encouraged his team
hopefully. There were less than ten minutes left to go and the score was
tied at eleven.

Philip and Robert had cum twice and were painfully working towards a third,
Taro was one ahead, working on his fourth while Josh had already managed an
incredible four orgasms, but his limp cock showed little sign of managing a
fifth. They all wanted to succeed, not only to get their own rewards, but
to save Wesley from his forfeit. As well as riding the wave of goodwill
from his return, Wesley was also taking a much kinder approach to guiding
his team, as opposed to Malik who seemed to be doing nothing but hurling
abuse and threats as his four Boys.

"I can't do me any more!" Taro moaned. "Someone do me!"

"Okay," Josh agreed, "But you gotta do me. I honestly don't think I ever
wanna touch my cock again!"

The two stood closer, taking hold of each other's cocks and yanking
vigorously. They both almost doubled over from the senitivity, ending up
leaning on each other for support. Their grunts of pleasured pain seemed to
spur Robert on, who grunted with excitement as he released his third load
of the hour.

"Fuck, I'm done!" Robert moaned, letting go of his rapidly softening cock
as a pitifully small load dribbled out.

"Hey, you got us the lead, I'm fine with that!" Wesley said happily before
turning to Malik to announce, "Twelve to eleven!"

"Fuck!" Malik called out. "One of you had better cum RIGHT now or I'm gonna
make you suffer!"

"Ah yes!" David called out, the timing entirely coincidental as he managed
to do what Malik wanted at exactly the right moment.

"Twelve to twelve now, bitch!" Malik taunted.

The two Generals watched the clock as it entered the final minutes. As the
timer went off, signalling the end of the hour, the score was still
tied. The Boys began to stop, realising the game was over, but quickly
started again as Wesley called out, "Okay, tie-breaker, next person to cum
wins it for their team!"

The announcement was mixed with a collective groan as the stroking and
sucking resumed, each team still desperate to win.

"Quick!" Quentin called out. "Tell us again what the loser's gonna have to
do!"

"I'd rather not think about it," Malik said shakily, worried by how close
to cumming some of Wesley's team looked.

"Just tell us!" Quentin snapped furiously as one hand pumped away on his
own cock, the other on Zane's, who had lost the ability to even touch
himself right after his first orgasm. Since then, Quentin had taken charge
of the Boy's cock.

"Fuck, whatever!" Malik snapped. "The loser will be edged and chaste for a
week, then get dropped off in the town centre, dosed up with viagra, stark
naked, hands cuffed behind his back, vibrating butt plug inside him, nipple
clamps on and 'please touch me' written on his chest. From there he will
have to walk home, no running allowed!"

"FUCK!" Quentin yelped excitedly. Hearing about the imminent humiliation of
someone he knew was enough to push the man over the edge.

"Yes!" Malik yelled as Quentin's cock shot the victory spurt. "We win!"

"You've gotta be kidding me!" Wesley moaned, realising what it meant for
him.

Malik rushed up behind his friend and hugged him from behind. "I'm so glad
we made this bet, aren't you?" he taunted, getting an elbow in the ribs in
return.

**********

The door opened following Benny's command and the second Boy walked
in. This one had presumably been warned by Harry, or was just well-trained
as he remained silent, standing to attention as soon as he shut the
door. Benny nodded his approval and pointed at the spot for the young man
to stand.

"Name and age?" Benny asked once he was stood in place.

"Shane Reid, twenty," the man replied confidently.

Benny could barely conceal his glee as he beheld the man. Despite his
attempts not to pay attention to the chaste non-residents previously, this
one had often caught his eye, if only for the size of him. The
twenty-year-old looked like he might be a bodybuilder. He wasn't
particularly tall, standing at an average five foot seven, but the muscles
he had were impressive. Bulging pecs, clearly defined abs all part of a
fairly hefty frame. His biceps were easily bigger than Benny's legs, while
his legs were more like the size of the slight teen's waist. Benny could
just make out the slight hint of stubble across his torso, showing that he
was naturally hairy but presumably chose to remove it himself.

Facially, the young man was quite attractive too, at least the parts he
could see. The man's jawline was covered with a thick, black,
neatly-trimmed beard while his hair was cut short and similarly dark. The
man's heavy eyebrows accentuated his stunning green eyes. Again, the man's
cock was hard to judge in the chastity device, but he would have guessed it
was smaller than Harry's, but average-sized at least. It, like the rest of
his body below the neck, had been shaved. A quick look at the rear revealed
a butt that had obviously been worked on substantially too as it was ample
but impeccably toned. The rear was shockingly white though, contrasting the
rest of his body which had a pleasant tan. Benny smiled at the tan lines
though, which seemed to suggest he wore quite small swimwear.

"Okay Shane, have a seat," Benny invited the man.

The muscled twenty-year-old took the same seat Harry had, but relaxed back
into it, glancing around at the room, exuding confidence until his eyes
fell on the collection of paddles, crops and whips on the wall to one side.

"So, Shane," Benny said, repeating the name again to try and reinforce it
in his mind, "Tell me a bit about yourself."

The man shrugged. "Not much to tell. Worked as a builder, got injured and
ended up not being able to really do it any more and not found anything
else since."

Benny nodded, slightly disappointed that this one was not as forthcoming as
the first with the personal information. "Okay, and are you gay then?"

"Bi!" Shane insisted instantly, looking a little flustered. He sighed and
looked down at the ground for a moment. "I'm not... out."

"That's okay, it's not like we go around shouting about what goes on
here. We can promise discretion," Benny reassured him.

"Thanks. But technically.... aside from the edging stuff you guys do to me
each Saturday... I've not actually... done anything with another guy
before!" Shane stammered, his previous confidence melting away quickly.

"But... you're sure you want to do it?" Benny asked. "You're sure this is
where you want to be?"

Shane looked thoughtful for a moment, then nodded. "Yeah, I am," he said
quietly. "Sex before was really average. Half the time I could barely get
it up cos it was just... dull. The thought of what I'd get to do here
though, it really... erm..." he hesitated.

"Gets you going?" Benny asked with a smirk.

Shane laughed shyly and nodded. "Yeah, I guess it does."

"Okay," Benny said, considering the possibilities. He was the total
opposite of Harry. While the older man brought a lot of experience and
knowledge, which Benny knew would be helpful, Shane was like a lump of
clay, waiting to be moulded into the sort of sub Benny would like him to
be. It would be fun seeing him grow and develop at the house. "Well it's
been nice meeting you. Hopefully we can chat a bit more soon. You can send
in the next one."

"Thanks," Shane replied with a curt nod, suddenly looking more like the
confident man who had walked in.

**********

Wesley had not expected an audience. He knew he was going to be edged and
teased before getting put in the chastity device, but he figured it would
just be him and Malik. Instead, the other General had allowed all the other
Boys to stay and observe.

"Ah you fucker!" Wesley gasped as Malik took him right to the brink of
orgasm yet again, this time with just his thumb and index finger massaging
the top and bottom of his cock head. The complaint got a round of laughs
and taunts from the spectators who had all been on the receiving end of
Malik's expert hands and were now happy to see another of the Generals
subjected to it.

"Oh come on, we've barely been going at this for ten minutes. You've got a
whole week of this to go before the big day!" Malik teased, sliding a
finger along Wesley's shaft and making him wince again.

"You're enjoying this FAR too much!" Wesley groaned.

"I really am. And wow, just thinking about how it's going to end..." Malik
said, sliding a hand down Wesley's chest. He moved behind him, rested his
chin on his friend's shoulder and whispered in his ear as he stroked his
cock. "So many people are gonna see this cock!"

"Ah fuck!" Wesley moaned, his cock twitching from a mix of the stroking and
the thought of his imminent public exposure.

**********

"Ravel Grainger, but call me Rav. I'm twenty-three," the third new Boy said
with a slight smirk.

Benny could tell right off that this Boy was trouble. Not trouble like Alex
and Zack, just the kind of trouble that would make an entertaining
challenge, like Zane. His cockiness was apparent from the moment he
swaggered in. His strong London accent seemed to make him sound even more
cocky as he stood there, arms folded, staring at Benny.

"Okay Ravel," Benny said back wilfully. He knew that ignoring the name the
Boy requested to be called by was petty, but he didn't want to give the
impression that he could be dictated to so easily. "Stand there. Let's see
what you've got to offer!"

The young man walked casually to the spot Benny had indicated, keeping his
arms folded for a few moments until he realised Benny was looking at them
disapprovingly, so he dropped them to his sides.

In the dimly lit room, Rav's dark skin hid the contours of his muscles
quite effectively. It was only when he got closer that Benny saw the
excellent definition the young man had. It looked like natural toning as
opposed to Shane's obviously gym-built musculature. It wouldn't have
surprised Benny if the muscles were entirely natural. That might go part of
the way to explaining his cockiness. Someone with a body that good from
virtually no effort could easily get caught up in themselves. Whether
natural or from effort, Benny liked what he saw. Slender muscle, naturally
smooth and devilishly cute.

The smirk on Rav's face portrayed a hint of arrogance, but the smile was
simply so charming it was hard to be put off by it. His teeth were perfect
too, seeming almost unnaturally white against his dark skin. His head was
completely shaved and he had a small diamond stud in one ear.

Benny wished he had got Roger to remove the chastity devices as it was once
again hard to judge cock size with the device still attached. He decided
not to let this one sit, keeping him standing in the middle of the room as
he began questioning him. "So Ravel, what's your deal?"

"I prefer Rav!" he said bluntly, folding his arms again.

Benny could tell the Boy was trying to get a rise out of him but resisted
doing so. Calmly he just replied, "And I prefer Ravel." He stared the Boy
straight in the eye for several seconds.

Rav finally gave in and looked away with a sigh. "Fine, my 'deal' is that
life sucks. My life sucked before so I moved here and then it sucked even
more. No job, living on a friend's sofa, cock stuck in this fucking thing
and fuck all else going on worth getting out of bed for!"

"Well you do know if that 'fucking thing' is really such a problem, you're
allowed to have it removed and leave at any time!" Benny replied harshly,
sitting back in his seat and staring once again.

Rav pouted slightly, avoiding the teen's gaze.

"But despite the complaints, I think you actually like it, don't you?"
Benny asked.

Nothing but a put in response again.

"Okay... Rav," Benny said, feeling the need to extend an olive branch, "I
can help with a lot of that stuff. We can give you a place to live, we can
do our best to help find you a job and eventually we can take that thing
off. But you gotta save the attitude, okay?"

Rav sighed, shaking his head, but eventually looked at Benny, looking
slightly sheepish. "Okay," he said quietly.

Benny smiled. "Good. It'll get better!" he reassured the young man, getting
a quick flash of the cute smile from him.

**********

The Boys were making their way out of the Play Room, heading for the
showers before going up to the lounge for the usual Saturday night
party. Wesley hung back though.

The disheartened General was looking down at the chastity device now
secured on his cock. He sighed, but suddenly looked up as he felt hands
grasping his face. A second later, there were lips pressed against his own,
it was Taro.

When the kiss finally ended, Wesley smiled at his boyfriend and asked,
"What was that for?"

"Do I really need a reason?" Taro asked with a sweet smile.

Wesley chuckled and shrugged. "I guess not," he said contentedly, giving
his lover another quick peck on the lips.

Taro stood back slightly and reached down, touching the chastity
device. "Well, this ruins my plans for the evening!" he said with a cheeky
grin.

"Ah no, don't say that!" Wesley moaned, still on edge from his treatment at
Malik's hands.

"Oh yeah," Taro sniggered, "I was gonna do some VERY naughty things with
you!"

"Nooo!" Wesley whimpered, leaning forwards and resting his head on his
boyfriend's shoulder. "You're a fucking tease!"

"Yeah," Taro agreed, "But that's why you love me!"

Wesley suddenly pulled away, looking a little shocked.

"Oh, I... erm..." Taro stuttered, "I didn't mean..."

Wesley raised a finger to Taro's lips to silence him, then smiled and said,
"I do... you know. I do love you!"

Taro chuckled with pure delight, his breath a little shaky. "I love you
too!"

The two kissed again, holding each other tightly.

**********

Benny was sat waiting for the fourth new Boy to arrive. It had been much
longer than the wait for the others and he was getting curious about the
cause of the hold-up. He was about to get up and go to find out when there
was a quiet, almost inaudible knock at the door. "Come in!" he called out,
sounding just a little angry from the prolonged wait.

The door didn't open so again Benny waited. A few seconds later he called
out, "I said come in!" Still nothing. With an angry grunt, Benny jumped off
the sofa, stormed across the door and pulled the door open quickly.

"Aargh!" a voice called out in response to the sudden opening. A young man
was standing on the other side of it. He backed away, raising his arms
defensively as he saw Benny.

"I said you could come in!" Benny snapped angrily.

The Boy, who looked barely older than Benny himself, took a step back,
whimpering slightly, visibly shaking.

Benny's eyes narrowed, looking the Boy up and down. He was clearly
terrified. Benny felt a little guilty for his sharp tone now. He took a
deep breath and calmly said, "It's okay, you can come in." When the Boy
didn't move, he reached out a hand towards him.

The Boy looked at the outstretched limb, gulped and slowly raised his own
hand to take it.

"Come on," Benny coaxed him, taking the trembling hand and pulling gently
towards the room. Slowly the Boy followed.

Once they got inside, Benny closed the door and headed back to his seat,
gesturing for the Boy to follow. He had him stand in the same spot as the
others. "So what's your name and how old are you?" Benny asked.

"Err... erm... I'm..." the Boy stuttered, barely able to speak he was
shaking so much.

"Okay, calm down," Benny said, standing back up to face him. "Just take a
few deep breaths and try again."

The Boy nodded, following Benny's instructions. "My name's Kian Doherty
and... and I'm seventeen."

Benny smiled at the progress and couldn't help noticing the unmistakeable
twang of an Irish accent. Sitting back down, he looked at the Boy, trying
not to appear to predatory as he took in every detail.

Kian was extremely pale, possibly natural, but most likely enhanced by his
nerves. The lightness of his skin helped make the smattering of freckles
across his nose and cheeks even more noticeable. The Boy's hair was dark
blonde, perhaps with just the slightest hint of ginger, the front of it
hanging down and slightly obstructing his deep blue eyes. He lips seemed
unusually red, but they may too have simply seemed that way compared to his
pale complexion. His button nose pointed very slightly up at the tip.

His body could best be described as average. No particular muscle
definition, but very little fat either, almost like a blank canvas waiting
to be shaped into the manly body he would have in his twenties. His limbs
were skinny. Had he been any more than average height, he might have looked
gangly, instead he just looked small. His caged cock was topped with a
small patch of strawberry blond hair while the rest of him seemed naturally
smooth.

Benny glanced at the seat Harry and Shane had both taken, but decided
against it, instead shuffling to one end of his sofa and gesturing for the
Boy to sit on the other. As the Boy sat, he seemed to shrink away from the
young Master.

"You..." Benny said, almost smiling, "You look terrified!"

Kian just nodded, avoiding eye contact.

"What are you so scared of?" Benny asked, beginning to frown.

Kian looked up and stared at Benny for a moment but remained silent.

"Me?" Benny asked in surprise. "You're scared of me?"

"Yeah," Kian finally spoke. "And Roger!"

Benny chuckled. "Well... Roger I get, but me? I'm not that scary am I?"

Kian shrugged. "You, it's just... I've heard things... and
you... you're... younger than me and... this place..." he stuttered
nervously, shrinking back more in his seat.

"Oh Kian," Benny said, shaking his head and giggling. He sighed. "Yeah, I'm
the guy in charge. But... I'm not some kind of monster. Sure, misbehave or
do something wrong and I'll be on you in a second, but in general I like to
think I'm not that bad!"

Kian appeared to relax, but only a little. "Oh... okay," he said nervously.

"I mean it. Seriously. I'm not that bad!" Benny insisted. "You can relax!"

"Ugh," Kian moaned, burying his face in his hands. "I always do this!" he
said, his voice muffled until he dropped his hands away again. "I get
myself all worked up over nothing."

Benny nodded, then reached out and stroked the Boy's arm. He felt himself
shudder a little as he touched him. Ignoring it he said, "It's okay,
everyone gets nervous sometimes. Why don't you just tell me a bit about
yourself then."

Kian reached up and placed his hand on Benny's as it stroked his arm, then
smiled, nodding slightly. "Okay, well, I'm Kian... but you already know
that..." he paused, taking another deep breath. "Sorry," he apologised for
getting flustered again.

Benny just smiled and nodded for him to go on.

"So my family moved here a few years ago when my Dad got offered a great
job. I went to school here, but..." he paused, this time looking more upset
than nervous. A gentle squeeze of his arm helped him continue. "School
wasn't a fun experience for me. I got outed and then bullied so I left
right after CGSEs, I couldn't stand the thought of being there any
more. Since then I've just... I dunno, been a bit lost." His eyes were
getting a little watery now.

Benny released his arm and shuffled closer, pulling him into a hug. The Boy
seemed a little shocked, but hugged the young Master back anyway. "It's
okay," Benny whispered. "I'm gonna help you!"

**********

Wesley and Taro were last to arrive, aside from Roger and Benny who were
still busy on the other side of the atrium, so the party was now in full
swing. Wesley was still the target of a lot of teasing and joking, despite
his threats to discipline the next Boy to mention his forfeit. The losing
team weren't even that bothered about whatever punishment they would be
getting for losing the game. No matter what it was, it couldn't be as bad
as what Wesley would have to do.

"So I wonder who's going where?" Quentin asked as he stood talking with
Charlie, Philip and David.

"I don't care, so long as me and Charlie stay in the same Dorm as each
other," Philips said, gripping tightly onto the arm of his lover.

"Hmm, I dunno," Quentin teased. "Maybe they'll think you've got it too
good, spending too much time together. They might split you up just to keep
you apart!"

"They wouldn't, would they?" Philip asked, looking distressed. He looked at
Charlie and asked again, "Would they?"

"I dunno. You did kinda steal the Master's boyfriend. There's gotta be
punishment for that eventually!" David said, keeping a completely straight
face.

"Oh God, oh God, oh God," Philip muttered, now completely panicking. "He's
gonna separate us, isn't he. He'll... he'll put me in isolation... or
worse. Fuck, maybe he'll just kick me out... oh My God!"

Charlie shook his head as he looked at Quentin and David, smirking a
little. "You guys are dicks!" He grabbed hold of Philip's shoulder and
looked him in the eye. "They're just winding you up. Now calm down you
tit!"

Philip glared at his two tormentors who burst into laughter, then leaned
into Charlie, letting his lover hold him. Suddenly, the music stopped and
someone in the doorway cleared their throat.

As one, the entire room looked round and saw Benny standing there. "Hey
everyone, I have some people I'd like you to meet!"

There was excited chattering around the room as Benny looked out of the
doorway and gestured for someone to come in. The four Boys who walked in
were obviously familiar to everyone, having seen them every week at the
Saturday gatherings, but none of them had ever really even interacted. Even
the Boys who had started off in the same position as the new four had never
gotten to know them as there was little chance for interaction at the
gatherings for the chaste Boys.

"Everyone, this is Harry, Shane, Rav and Kian," Benny introduced them as
they walked in in the order he had interviewed them. "They'll be officially
joining us throughout the next couple of weeks as the necessary
arrangements can be made, but I wanted to let you meet them all now."

There was a round of applause from the residents for the four new Boys
whose reactions mixed from smug joy (Rav) to outright fear (Kian).

Once the applause died down, Benny went on. "The new room assignments will
be as follows. Dorm One will be Philip and Charlie with Shane. Guys?" Benny
said, indicating for the two residents to identify themselves.

Philip was so busy sighing with relief at staying with his lover that he
almost forgot to raise his hand. As he and Charlie identified themselves,
Benny directed Shane to go over and join them.

"Dorm Two, will be Taro and Robert with Rav," Benny called out next, again
directing the new arrival to his two room-mates. "Dorm Three will be Zane,
David and Harry. Dorm Four will be Quentin, Josh and Kian."

The new Boys all joined their room-mates, splitting the room into four
trios. Benny let them all talk for a few moments as he gestured for Malik
and Wesley to come over and join himself and Roger. The four doms talked
for a few minutes as Benny filled them in on his plans, checking for any
objections. Once it was all agreed, Roger bellowed for silence.

"Okay, like I said earlier, each Dorm will now have a Dom assigned to
it. Obviously you can still come to any of us about anything and we can all
still issue orders as we see fit, but your designated Dom should be your
first point of contact!" Benny explained.

Roger glanced at the teen in charge, impressed by how professional he
sounded. Hearing him like this often made it easy to forget he was still
just a teenager himself.

"Dorm One, you've got Malik. Wesley has Dorm two. Dorm Three, Roger. I'll
be taking Dorm Four," Benny explained.

Nobody was even slightly surprised by the assignments. Putting Roger and
Wesley in charge of their boyfriends' Dorms seemed quite likely, while
everyone had suspected Benny would want to be in charge of Josh, which left
Malik with Dorm One.

"Okay," Benny said happily. "That's all the formal bullshit out of the
way... let's have some fun!"

The music restarted and the room was instantly abuzz with chatter about all
of the new arrangements. It was exactly the boost Benny had hoped it would
be. Every day the memory of Alex, Benny's father's death, Charlie and
Wesley's feud, Roger's ejection from the house, it all faded just a little
more. This felt like the first step towards leaving it behind completely,
the new start Benny had been craving.

"You did good, kid!" Josh said, nudging Benny gently as they stood
together.

"Thanks," Benny said with a content smile, leaning on his oldest friend
happily. "But call me kid again and you will REALLY regret it!" The two
burst into laughter as the party went on around them.