Date: Sun, 17 Jun 2012 09:06:00 -0700
From: Randall Austin <randallaustin2011@hotmail.com>
Subject: A Brother to Brother Talk

A Brother to Brother Talk

A Rhapsody by Randall Austin

Short Story

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"Josh, why are they sending me to the Total Reform Camp for Young
Offenders?"


"Because dad thought that would be the best option for you, bro. When they
told dad that you would most likely be sentenced to a term of indenturement
for your third drunk driving conviction, he couldn't stand the thought of
you being sent through a slave training program, where they train you with
whips and paddles until you get to the state where you do whatever you're
told to do. So he asked them if there was some other option, and they
suggested the Total Reform Camp for Young Offenders."


"Out at the Total Reform Camp for Young Offenders they never have to whip
or paddle you, because you'll be tethered the entire time. You'll have no
choice but to be at the place you're supposed to be, and doing whatever
they want you to do."


"Dad took me out to the Total Reform Camp, and we got a tour of it,
bro. We've seen it.  Hundreds of guys, just like you, all naked, ringed,
and tethered, with no choice but having to follow the trolley line and the
tether line, and be wherever the guide line pulls them.  Hundreds of boys,
all harnessed like animals and connected by a network of tethers.  Hundreds
of noses, nipples, ears, cocks, and foreskins, all ringed and tethered.


All the guys have a tether line from their nose rings up to the ceiling,
and a tether line going from their cock rings to the floor. They looked
like animals at some processing center.  They can't sit or squat because
the tethers won't let them. Those boys have no choice but to be in the
position their tether lines want them."


"Once they get you out there they are going to mohawk you, ring you, and
band you. You'll be one of the hundreds of naked, mohawked and banded boys
being led by leashes attached to their cock and nose rings. Hundreds of
boys just like you with big rings in their ears, nipples, and
frenums. Hundreds of dicks with a giant, glinting, ring through their
bulbous cockheads. Hundreds of sacks of balls banded at the base of the
cock so they hang low."


"They're all leashed and tethered like animals at a slaughter house. Only
they're not going to be leading you down the assembly line to the slaughter
house. No sir! They want you alive; very much alive so you can work hard in
the quarry. You'll be tethered for life out at the quarry, having to do
what they want you to do. Hard and durable labor for the rest of your
life. No choice but to follow the tether line."


"They know how to keep guys like you hopping and staying on task. They're
good at it. If you slack, the guards activate your tether line so they
tighten, pulling up your nose and tugging down your dick. It's the way they
remind you to keep up to speed, and it works! They know how to control guys
like you, and keep you working and sweating!"


"Hundreds of guys just like you, bro. Guys with too much attitude. Once
they get a guy like you naked, hawked, ringed, banded, and tethered; no one
cares how much attitude you got, because you ain't going anywhere or doing
anything except where you're tether leads you."


"They're going to straighten you out real quick, bro! Those guys out at the
Total Reform Camp for Young Offenders know how to control boys like
you. They're experts at it. They don't take any shit of the kind you're so
good at dishing out. Your wise-ass days are over, bro. From now on dude,
you're going to be controlled; totally!


You ain't going anywhere dude! From now on you're going to be either
working tethered at the quarry, getting exercised and disciplined, or in
bed at night for your six hours of sleep. Your free-range days are over
buddy! They're coming to take you away in just a couple of hours, bro, and
I'm just telling you like it is!"


"Dad and I were out at the Total Reform Camp for Young Offenders, bro, and
it wasn't pretty. I still can't get it out of mind. It gave me the creeps,
bro, but I guess that's what they have to do to guys like you."


"There must have been about a hundred guys working at that part of the
quarry we visited, and none of `em had a smile on their face, I can tell
you that. They were all working hard and fast, and their low-hanging,
banded, balls were swinging like crazy. They kept working because they
didn't want to have to have the guards activate the tether lines and tug at
their nose and cock rings. I saw some of the boys getting tugged for
sluggish behavior, and it sure looked painful, but at least it got them
hopping to get back up to speed."


"I sure wouldn't want to be in your shoes, bro. But dad said it wasn't as
bad as it looked. He said they will keep you well fed, and the guards
masturbate boys who have been on good behavior a couple of times a year. So
at least you got that to look forward to, bro."



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