Date: Sun, 31 Aug 2014 16:19:11 -0700
From: Randall Austin <randallaustin2011@hotmail.com>
Subject: Crucified - Part 12

Crucified
Part Twelve – Conclusion
By Randall Austin

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It was exactly six hours after having been escorted by authorities from the
Servitor Watch Committee to the Hampden County Social Services Complex,
where Darrin was questioned and tested for his addiction levels to various
substances, that he was escorted back to Rosewood Heights by two police
officers.  One of the officers carried with him the results of the tests.

At Rosewood Heights, Darrin and the officers were escorted into the
compound by Adam Cann, and led into Spencer's office.  With Spencer was
Joseph Phelps, the lawyer from the state's Servitor Watch Committee.  The
officer handed the envelope with the test results to Mr. Phelps.

Darrin was surprised at what he saw. Spencer was disheveled and appeared
visibly shaken; his tie was undone, his face was pale.  He was seated at
his desk, and uncharacteristically had his head down and his hand to his
forehead as Mr. Phelps read the documents.

Each of the officers, as they waited for the verdict, grabbed a Rosewood
Heights brochure from a pamphlets table, and read the front page: "Is your
family torn apart by the pain of a loved one's homosexual lifestyle?
Consider Rosewood Heights Conversion Center: a haven for the troubled.  Our
reorientation and reparative therapy conversion sessions are a proven
success, with an almost 80% conversion rate."

"If you have a child you suspect of having fallen into the dangerous trap
of modern hedonism, enroll him today into Dr. Collins reparative therapy
program.  Rosewood Heights' popular "There's nothing gay about being `gay'"
therapy techniques have received nation-wide praise from industry leaders."

"If you believe Rosewood Heights could possibly be an answer to your
concerns, please arrange for a meeting with one of our representatives, and
for a tour of our Conversion Center facilities."

One of the officers standing next to Spencer at his desk was interested,
and asked him, "Wow!  This is interesting.  You mean you can really change
homosexuals?  Because I have a brother who I sure would like to get into a
program like this."

Spencer, too concerned about his situation to respond, merely looked up and
nodded.  Adam Cann, ever eager to gather new clients, responded, "Yes, we
certainly can convert homosexuals.  And we do so every day."

The officer replied, "It sounds great, but I doubt if I could ever get my
brother to enter a program like this."

Adam took the officer aside and spoke in a quiet voice, "There are ways of
getting people into this program involuntarily.  Let me give you my
business card, officer, and we can set up an appointment to discuss
options."

The officer was excited, "This sounds fabulous!  Because my brother is so
disgusting the way he flaunts his gayness that it sure would be great to
have him committed to such a program.  I'd love to see that homo shit
driven out of him.  I have personally always felt that if I could just give
that little faggot a couple of good ass whippings, he'd straighten out.
But anyway, I most definitely will give you a call!"

Adam wondered, "How old is your brother?"

"He is 17 years old, Mr. Cann."

Adam nodded eagerly and smiled, "It's the perfect age to get him into the
program.  At that age a young man can easily be reformed."

The officer wondered, "How do you guys turn them into straight dudes?"

Adam handed the officer his business card, "We do it through `tough love'.
REAL tough love!  I can assure you that what you refer to as `ass
whippings' are indeed a part of our treatment program."

The officer smiled at the business card as if he had found a friend, and
then placed it into his wallet."

Mr. Phelps looked up from the documents he was reading, cleared his throat,
and addressed Darrin, "Mr. Darrin Fuller, this document states that you
have been found to have a non-addictive profile, and this finding
contradicts the terms of your indenturement.  Therefore, as of this moment,
your term of indenturement is rendered null and void.  You are a free man."

Mr. Phelps paused and looked at Spencer, who still had his hand on his
forehead as he listened.  He continued looking at Spencer as she spoke to
Darrin, "Mr. Fuller, your unlawful indenturement is a serious matter, and
Rosewood Heights will be thoroughly investigated for its part in your
wrongful indenturement, as well as the charges you made to the council of
abusive treatment.  All individuals who sought and achieved your
indenturement shall be punished under the full force of the law."

"You should, however, be made aware that while you were away for testing
this afternoon, the director of this facility, Dr. Elliot Collins, was
arrested on charges of entrapment, forcible and violent rape of a minor,
aggravated assault, battery, and robbery.  He has been denied bail, and is
currently being held at the county jail."

"We would normally at this time have brought charges of misconduct,
unlawful indenturement, and physical abuse, to the director of this
facility, Dr. Elliot Collins.  But, because of his current detention by the
state, we shall do so at a future date.  However, because of the
circumstances of Dr. Collins' arrest, the acting director of this facility
is now Dr. Collins' son, Spencer Collins.  Under state law the acting
director of any state certified medical treatment facility is as fully
accountable as the titular director, if charges of misconduct are levied."

"Therefore, Darrin, do you at this time wish to testify against and, or,
file any charges of misconduct against Spencer Collins?"

Spencer dropped his hand from his forehead, and, still seated at his desk,
looked at Darrin.  His face had a deeply sad and troubled look; his eyes
were red from crying and gave a helpless, pleading, gaze.  An overall air
of defeat and resignation swirled about him.  As Spencer stared at Darrin
he half opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but could not.

Darrin stared deeply into Spencer's eyes without responding to the
question.  Mr. Phelps tried to stir Darrin, "Mr. Fuller, again, do you wish
to file any charges of misconduct against Spencer Collins?"

Darrin kept his eyes on Spencer and answered, "No, Mr. Phelps, I do not."

Mr. Phelps looked at the two officers, "Okay, gentlemen, our work here is
finished."  He held out a hand to Spencer, "Mr. Collins, I wish to thank
you for your cooperation."

Spencer shook Mr. Phelps' hand, dazed, nodded, and mouthed a `Thank you'.

Mr. Phelps spoke to Darrin, "Rosewood Heights Incorporated will be required
by law to offer you full restitution.  When you have gathered your things
here, you may contact Social Services, and they will provide you with an
escort to your home or to any other destination of your choice."

Adam Cann escorted Mr. Phelps and the two officers out of Spencer's office.

Alone in the office together, Spencer and Darrin kept staring at each other
in silence.  Tears rolled down Spencer's cheek.  After a while he asked
quietly, "Why did you not seek to prosecute me?"

"Because I came to realize that the way you and Camden have been treated
and raised all of your lives amounts to extreme abuse.  Not only were you
abused non-stop as children, but you are still physically abused by your
father.  It is horrible and I feel so sorry for the both of you."

"I have, until now, always detested Camden for being shallow and
close-minded.  But the way I saw your father treat him earlier today made
me pity him to a profound degree.  And I can only assume, based on what
your father has said, that you were treated in the same way."

"That was the main reason I did not seek to prosecute.  The other reason
was..."  Darrin paused a bit, as he gathered his thoughts, somewhat unsure
of how to express himself, and then jumped in, "The other reason is that I
need more of your `reparative therapy'."

Spencer sighed, and, it appeared as if a great weight had been removed from
his shoulders.  He and Darrin slowly made their way towards each other,
reached out their hands, clasped them, and then embraced.  They hugged each
other long and hard, and soon Spencer broke down and started crying
uncontrollably.  Darrin guided him to a sofa, and they sat down together,
still clinging to each other.

The trauma of his father's arrest was for Spencer a life-changing event;
one which helped to rip the veil of self-delusion from his eyes.
Overwrought, there was no place else for him to turn but to himself; and to
finally accept the self he had been hiding from for his entire life, a self
he had been made to fear, a self he was taught was an abomination, the self
that was an invert.

Darrin listened and offered words of consolation as Spencer revealed
everything to him about his painful upbringing.

When, after two hours, they moved to Spencer's bedroom and removed their
clothing, Spencer was able, for the first time in his life, to hold another
man in an embrace of love; pure, healthy, finally obtainable man love.

***

Legal bills, restitution payments, and terrible publicity from the rape
trial of Dr. Elliot Collins and the charges against the conversion methods
employed by the program, effectively destroyed Rosewood Heights Conversion
Center.  It was a painful day for Adam Cann and all of the other counselors
when they had to release all of the homo boys from their cages and tell
them they were free.

Before that day happened, Spencer had already washed his hands of his
father and Rosewood Heights.  His last act at Rosewood Heights was to
destroy the contents of his secret chest that he kept locked in his office
closet.  In the chest were photos he had taken of the two other boys that
he and Camden had put on the cross and had `crucified'.  It was a chest
whose contents revealed Spencer's forbidden longings.

Spencer realized that his closeted life forced him to do things in a
twisted way.  Now that he finally had accepted his homosexuality, Spencer
no longer needed to hide his desires in a locked box.  Once Spencer had
destroyed the photos, he contacted both of the young men and begged for
their forgiveness.  To his grand surprise and utter joy both boys told him
pretty much the same thing Darrin had revealed to him; that their time on
the cross was the hottest sexual experience of their lives, and thanked him
for their wonderful and `abusive' treatment.

Darrin remained with Spencer on that day he was freed, and never returned
to his father's home.  He and Spencer soon moved into an apartment
together. Darrin returned to his college studies, and Spencer enrolled in a
post-master's studies program in order to broaden his counseling skills.

When little Camden found out that Spencer was moving in with Darrin as his
homosexual lover, it was an even bigger blow to him than learning of his
own father's rape conviction and imprisonment.  He pleaded and cried with
Spencer, "Oh Spence, please do not do this.  You are all that I have, and
what you are doing is so wrong."

Spencer was unable to reason with Camden, and Camden's rejection of him was
a terrible and painful blow to Spencer, despite Darrin's attempts to assure
Spencer that he and Camden would eventually reconnect.

But the re-connection of the two brothers did happen only four weeks after
Spencer and Darrin had moved in together.  Spencer received a call from a
weeping Camden, who told him that he had just visited his father in prison
and had confided to him that he thought that he, like his older brother,
was also gay.  His father cursed him and told him he never wanted to see
him again.

Darrin was as eager as Spencer to offer refuge to the lost young counselor.
They invited Camden to live with them, and Camden was eager to accept.

Camden arrived at Spencer and Darrin's apartment with two suitcases, which
were the last of his belongings after Rosewood Heights was seized by the
state auditors.  He brought the suitcases into the apartment and told
Spencer and Darrin he had one more item to bring in.  He went to the taxi
to fetch it, and both Spencer and Darrin were surprised with what Camden
brought into the house; his father's punishment wheelchair.

No one said a thing, and Camden knew he had to explain, "I grew up with
this chair.  It's the only thing I have from my old life.  For some reason
I can't part with it.  I feel lost.  I guess I realize that this chair is a
part of who I am.  It reminds me of who I was, and it is a way for me to
say to both of you that I think I still have a lot to learn.  I need your
help, your guidance, and this chair."

Camden looked intently at his older brother and Darrin, feeling
embarrassed, "I need your guidance.  I want to be yours and Darrin's boy.
I want to learn true things; I need to be shown what I need to do, because
I have been misguided for so long."

It was hard for Camden to admit such a thing and Spencer went and put an
arm around his shoulder, "I understand bro.  You're trying to tell Darrin
and me that you are confused after all that has happened, and that you are
relying on us to help you follow a proper path, and that you are willing to
trust and submit to our authority."

"Camden, I can tell you that Darrin and I will be more than happy to help
keep you on the right path, regardless of what it takes; the path that
leads to things that are true and good. Things that will make you truly
happy."

Darrin, happy as the cat that ate the canary, looked at Spencer and
motioned his head towards the spare bedroom.  Darrin and Spencer, looking
like naughty boys with a secret, led Camden to the extra bedroom.  They
opened the door and let Camden enter first.  In the middle of the room was
the punishment cross from Rosewood Heights.

Camden, his mouth opened wide in astonishment, was unable to speak.  Darrin
explained, "Camden, I too need guidance of the crucifying kind.  Your
brother nails me on the cross when I am bad, and we can do the same for
you!"

Little Camden's not-so-little teen pricklet boned.  He sweated, joyfully,
at the prospect of being nailed on the cross.

***

The three escapees from the icy grip of Rosewood Heights soon settled in
together in a most harmonious fashion, for gone forever from their lives
were the days of bigoted self-righteousness, hatred of those who were
different, and fear of their very own natures.

The Rosewood Heights Conversion Program was, in the end, in fact successful
for the two counselor brothers and Darrin; for the evil of its methods
imploded and caused Spencer and Camden to look in a new and totally
opposite direction; and it converted Darrin from being a sweet,
vanilla-loving, twinkie boy into a humiliation and discipline-loving
bondage stud.  And all three of the boys were fully pleased with their
conversions.

In the household setup of the three happy homos, it is Spencer, for the
most part, who sets the rules and the daily chore list, and maintains
Darrin's and Camden's demerit list and punishment books. He wisely keeps
both of the younger boys shaved clean, pits and nads, as a reminder of his
dominant authority.

Spencer's overlord jackhammer rules the roost and it nails Darrin as well
as his little brother up the ass whenever he feels that they need it.  He
always makes sure that both Darrin and Camden's cock-pits and throats are
given a healthy dose of his dude sperm on a regular basis.

And generous overseer that Spencer is, whenever Darrin's and Camden's
demerits are either worked off or punished off, then he makes sure that
both Camden's little-boy spike and Darrin's tiger rod are allowed full
release in a manner approved by him.

Spencer, as the dominant male, also decides on the nightly entertainment of
the household; who dances naked, who gets harnessed and hobbled, who gets
their armpits and asshole licked and by whom, who gets their tits worked on
and by whom, who gets a shave and a haircut, who gets splooged with
man-seed, who has to `dress up', who gets spanked and by whom, who gets
tit-clamped, who gets pissed on and by whom, who sucks cock and who gets
sucked; who gets fucked and by whom, and, on the most special occasions,
who gets nailed on the cross.

When Spencer made Darrin get on the punishment wheelchair for the first
time and take the same dildo up his ass that the two brothers had to take
up their ass's for most of their lives, it was such a turn on for Darrin
that no sooner had he been plugged and strapped into the chair, that his
dick started to ejaculate a fountain of dude rod-nectar that gushed for
almost a minute.

The three young men are so happy, and love each other so much, that every
morning when they wake up in bed and give each other their morning wakeup
hugs, all smiling and laughing, with their two man rods and one boy rod
erect, throbbing, and juicing, it is then that they are grateful for all
that has happened in their lives, and find themselves easily able to
forgive their fathers; for it was through their upbringing and their
fathers' odious deeds that the three eventually found each other, their
true natures, and happiness.


THE END


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