Date: Mon, 13 Oct 2003 22:18:41 -0700
From: Bert Carley <bertcarley@goldrush.com>
Subject: Cub Boy Training - Page 12

Practice safe sex guys and beware of chemical and alcohol addicition!


Cub Boy Training #12 - Trooper Jerry's new toys - Drug addition -
rehabilitation - education - true love!

Before I fell asleep, my ass pushed up against Trooper Jerry Gallagher, my
mind started to work overtime thinking about what he had said to me about
being his boy, only his boy. Was this what I wanted? No, it was what he
wanted. I loved the big guy, but no more than I loved Master Jake, the
Major, Skinheads Blake and Ludwig, even Big Black Amos and Hustlers Duke
and Jack. I loved them all equally, well almost equally. Was he going to
start getting possessive of me? Sure sounds like it! All my favorite guys
had big dicks; so, I determined that was the common denominator attracting
me to them. I had heard the term size queen, so I settled on the fact that
that is what I must be too, a Size Queen. Hell, they could be handsome or
ugly, smart or mentally challenged, or rich or poor, I did not care as long
as they had a huge dick on them and it worked. Of course, they had to be
all man. What made me like this? The answer suddenly came to me as clear as
clear can be. Sure, I knew now! As a young boy taking a bath with my dad,
sitting up between his legs in the bathtub. His big dick would always be up
against me, against my back or resting in the crack of my ass. Many a time
he would get hard, rub it against my back, hold me to him tightly, kissing
the top of my head, playing with my little nipples, rubbing my thighs with
warm soapy water with his big hands. I use to treasure those moments being
close to my dad and smelling him before his scent bathed away. His strong
scents I still remember. Those images of him still occupied my mind in
detail after all these years. Have I really been attracted to big men, men
smells and being touched, rubbed by men because of my love for him?

I awoke to the feel of Trooper Jerry slipping the meat to me. He was
slobbering on my neck, slowly pushing into me. His cock snot was lubing me
enough that he just slipped in paving the way to my hot spot.  By now, he
knew exactly where that baby nut lay within me too. Once his dick head
reached that spot I was instantly excited, I began pumping back against
him. He knew what I liked and he was giving it to me. He whispered, "Don't
dare shoot and mess up the bed darling! Squeeze it off if you have to, but
do not dare make a mess. You are going to have to learn control baby or I
will have to keep a rubber on you at night!  Can't be changing bed sheets
every time I fuck you during the night!" I said, "Brilliant idea Sir, hand
me a rubber so I can shoot with you and really twitch my muscles when you
explode!" He reached back, grabbed another rubber and said, "Here, let me
do it!" He slipped it over my hard cock, gave it a couple of strokes and
went right back to rutting me, and could he ever hump! His big fat dick
really fit snuggly and knew exactly how to deliver unbridled pleasure along
the walls of my love canal. He was a real dominant when it came to
pleasuring himself with my body. He always bit, chewed, nipped and sucked,
hands constantly traveling over me. I always ended up just thrusting,
squeezing my ass to get more of his pleasures; as he loved to have me
constantly in lust for him during intercourse. Tonight was no exception. I
gave myself to him, became his submissive wild bitch, and rode him hard and
long before he brought us both to a raging climax. I put a nice load in my
rubber.

No sooner had we recovered from that rutting than he drew from me and said,
"To the playroom Joey, I have some new toys I want to try on you. Leave the
rubber on too full of your spunk. It becomes you dangling between your
legs! We will see if we can fill it up tonight!" He led me into what I knew
as his weight room, study. I stood in amazement how he had converted it
into a weight room play room. He had removed the old carpeting, right down
to the old hardwood floors. The ten-foot cove ceiling nearly touched a
four-posted framework that supported a dungeon harness dangling from ropes
attached to small, chrome, block an tackles attached to the structure. It
was massive, well made with 4x6 and 4x8 lumber, carriage bolts holding it
together. It was free standing and looked to been used. He said, "Well,
this should be fun for us! I purchased it for little or nothing from a
friend that moved out of his apartment into a house! Now wait until you see
what else I bought! He pointed to a big wooden Armoire. He led me over to
the Armoire, opened the door and he had it full of S&M paraphernalia. Most
looked used also; however, some obviously new. I noticed he had an electric
stimulating device in the cabinet, whips, cuffs, leg and wrist
restraints. He had damn near as many devices and items as Master Jake had
in his full-fledged dungeon. There was a gruesome set of nipple clamps,
ball gag, a leather hood, and a cock and ball spreader. Hanging off the
inside of the left door was a Cat-of-nine-tails. A chill ran through me as
I stared at it remembering my first taste of one of those in Master Jake's
dungeon. I noticed he had two bottles of amyl nitrate on one of the
shelves. I asked, "You into S&M too Sir? You have some pretty heavy duty
stuff here!" He smiled! "You are soon to find out Joey!"

He put wrist and leg restraints on me, the ball gag and led me over to the
harness apparatus. He had me lay back into it and hooked up the big D rings
so that I was suspended off the floor, face up, legs and arms spread out
wide. He pulled on a couple of ropes and readjusted me so my legs were
pulled up toward my chest, leaving my ass open and attracting his eye about
in level with his groin. I seemed comfortable in this position, my weight
evenly distributed in the harness. He put the huge nipple clamps on
me. Their bite put tears in my eyes. To make it worse, he yanked on them a
couple of times with the chain that connected them watching me squirm in
pain. He took a long piece of what looked to be leather shoelace, found the
center by holding the two ends together, tied that center on to the center
of the nipple chain. He pulled the chain taunt with the two leather ends
and tied them off in the D rings that held my wrists up over my head.  He
tested his masterpiece by swinging the harness gently. Each revolution
pulled, sending more pain to each nipple. Even after he stopped swinging
me, any movement of my wrists tweaked the nipples. First he stood back with
a big feather and tickled me on the bottom of my feet. I am especially
ticklish there and as I jolted it started me swinging in the ceiling. Each
swing caused the nipples to pull away from my chest with considerable
pain. The ball gag kept me from yelling or screaming four letter words at
him. He just moved that feather all over me, smiling having a good
time. The more I struggled, the greater the pain to my nipples. Secondly he
lined himself up with my bottom, pushed Almighty into me and began to rut
me gently. The rutting was feeling very good, but the action on my nipples
was still very painful. As his excitement increased, so did both my
excitement and pain. I started to hum and hum I did, hoping the pain on my
nipples would stop. As my humming increased, so did his thrusts. Soon my
nipples went from sore and painful to warm and pleasantly erogenous. He
smiled at me and said, "Starting to feel real good huh baby," as he really
put the meat to me. I was humming, eyes glazed over looking up into his
beautiful face when he shouted, "Skeet for me baby - make those ass muscles
pulsate!" I shot another load of Cub Boy Juices into the rubber and he
exploded. He was dripping with sweat as he leaned over me letting the
harness and apparatus support both our weights. My nose twitched as his
aroma filled my head.

"You liked that baby! Really got you going!" He pulled from me, inserted a
huge dildo into me and hooked it up to an electrical cord. When he switched
it on, I just lay spread eagle enjoying the pleasure. He gave me a gentle
push getting me swinging and my nipples warmed right back up. He walked
away saying, "Have fun with it baby, I'll be back shortly!" I found that I
was able to control my swing by either pushing with my ankles or pulling
with my wrists. I could have swung forever with this warmth spreading
through my entire body. I kept putting more cream in my rubber as I had one
climax after the other. My entire body became an erogenous zone. I found
myself swinging as hard as I could to bring myself to another climax. I
have no idea how long he was gone, but it did not matter. I was in a little
world of my own giving myself pleasures I had under my total control. When
he did come back into the room, it wasn't until I felt him licking and
biting on my inner thighs that I opened my eyes and came back to earth just
long enough to enjoy this new sensation. It made me tingle all over, the
constant nipping, his hot tongue stroking and lathering my skin with his
moist saliva. The swinging action had stopped, but I was still able to pull
on my nipples with my wrists. This was paradise indeed! He could see my
pleasure and too was having his slurping on my smooth white thighs. He
eventually sucked and licked on my balls, as he became more excited seeing
me so excited and turned on.

Suddenly he stopped, stepped to the cabinet and returned with additional
pleasure items. When he had it all hooked up he flipped the switch and
electrical stimulation started on my nipples. He took the ball gag out of
my mouth and I moaned and cooed for him, as the pleasure was
unbelievable. He stood to the side so I could again swing myself. He stood
and watched me with the electrical control in his hand increasing and
trying the different settings to give me maximum pleasure. He pushed a
couple of buttons and it began to send different random voltages to my
nipples. When he was satisfied with his settings he sat it down, pulled the
vibrating dildo from my rear and entered me again. He was very excited and
became a rutting animal taking his pleasure with my hot boy pussy
hole. When he came this time, he pulled his rubber off, put the open end to
my lips and squeezed the contents into my mouth. Then he smiled down into
my eyes and gave me his lips to nurse for a spell, darting his tongue in
and out of my wantin mouth. I did not want this pleasure to end as he
started to disengage all the paraphernalia and lower me back on to my
feet. He told me clean up the mess and put the toys back in the cabinet and
meet him in the bathroom when I was done.  He had a hot bath running for me
and told me to soak well or I would be sore later. That Saturday night was
a memorable one as I fell asleep in his fold until early morning Sunday,
only to return home alone and already lonely for my Trooper Jerry
Gallagher's affection, lust and aroma.

I had promised grandma last week I would go to church with her. We went to
the early 7:00am services.  She stayed with her friends and I returned and
went immediately to see if Trooper Jerry was home. I had forgotten to ask
him if he had this weekend off. There was no answer to my eight rings to
his apartment buzzer. It was a beautiful sunny day. I went home up to my
room and changed into casual clothing and decided to walk down to the
Marina and watch the wind surfers that were always there on warm Sundays.
At 8:45am, I hit the sidewalk walking toward the Marina, when an old
Lincoln Sedan pulled up and both Duke and Jack jumped out and pushed me
into the back seat. Duke jumped in next to me, Jack behind the wheel and
sped off. Duke had a power lock on my wrist so I could not jump out until
Jake hit the power locks. I used my other arm to reach for the door lock,
but it would not disengage. Jack had evidently also set the child safety
lock so only the driver could unlock the rear doors. It was not until then
that Duke released his grip. He turned toward me and shouted, "Where the
fuck were you last night bitch! You know how much business you cost me!" He
backhanded me across the face until tears ran from my eyes. I almost felt
my face swelling from the force of the blows. "I thought I made it quite
clear to you that we were to be back at the bar last night. Thank god, both
Shawn and Troy were available when you didn't show up bitch.  You have to
learn that business comes before pleasure. When I get through with you
today, you will know the meaning of business, serious business." I did not
know how to react, other than reminding him that I had told him I would not
be back Saturday night before I left his place. That is not what he wanted
to hear!  He backhanded me a couple more times and said. "You fuckin'
little bitch, leaving us out on a limb like that last night! What's wrong,
wasn't 50/50 split, $675 enough for you one night! Jack, back to the
apartment.  You are far to valuable to me to think you can slip from my
control baby! Your ass belongs to me now!"

When they finally got me up into the apartment, kicking and fighting them
all the way, I was held down by Jack and Duke tightened a rubber hose
around my arm and he put a needle to me. I almost immediately relaxed and
my head began to swim. Hell, what ever was in that syringe was powerful
stuff. I just lay there drooling, hardly able to speak. Duke said, "That
should hold him for awhile! You first Jack, show him what we do with boys
that try to slip from my control." They had me rolled and disrobed in
seconded. Jack pulled the butt plug from me, shoved his dick in me and
fucked me relentlessly as I slipped in and out of reality, almost comatose
at times. Duke kept making me repeat these words, "I'm your fucking bitch
Duke," as Jack fucked me. Every time I would slip away into space I was
jarred awake and Duke would ask, "Who are you bitch. If I failed to answer
him with, "I'm your fucking bitch Duke," he lifted my head up and shouted
the question to me again until I came to and answered. This went on for
what seemed like forever.  The pleasures that Jack was giving my bottom
became so intense. I was lusting with his every thrust. When I would not
answer Duke, Jack would pull from me, leaving me with a void within that I
really craved. He would not put his dick back in me until I responded
properly to Duke. Eventually I just kept repeating, "I'm your fucking bitch
Duke," to keep Jack rutting me. Over an over, time after time, I responded
just to keep that big dick pleasing my need. When Jack was sweating,
dripping wet from the exercise, he rolled off and Duke took over. Hours
later, I was still muttering "I'm your fucking bitch Duke!" They finally
tied and gagged me and left me on the bed, begging for more dick,
screaming, "I'm your fucking bitch Duke, please fuck me! Please fuck me!" I
finally fell asleep! When I awoke, still tied, but now gagged also, I
noticed a digital clock on Duke's nightstand. It read 12:35pm, so I knew I
had been here for well over 3 hours already. I tried to get my bindings
undone unsuccessfully, but did manage to roll off the bed on to the floor
with a thud.

Duke came storming into the room, both Jack and Paul on his heals. Duke
said, "Well how's my little cock slut feeling - all chipper wanting another
shot and some more fun with the boys by the look of you!" He turned to Jack
and Paul and said, "Get him back up on the bed and hold him still!" He
pulled the syringe out again as Jack held me down, Paul tightened the
rubber tubing around my arm, and Duke gave me another shot. As before, I
floated into a state of helplessness, almost comatose, but this time aware
of what was going on around me. They untied and took the gag off me as Duke
gave them orders. "Paul you take a snort dude and fuck our little buddy
here for awhile." He handed Paul a straw and held the glass panel as Paul
snorted a line of white powder. He let out a roar like a lion and was nude
in a flash. Duke continued, "Roll him over and put this plastic under him
or he will be messing my bed up with cock-snot this time around with snow
on his prostrate. OK, that should do it boys! Now dampen your dick head
Paul and dip it into the Coke and we will make a real slut out of Joey Boy!
Have him shooting cock-snot like the pretty little whore he is for sure!"
Jack spat in his hand, then dipped his entire dick into the bowl of Coke
until it covered with white. He crawled up and shoved it up my canal and
rubbed it back and forth over my prostrate and then buried it in me and
went right to work fucking me like a wild man. He was even bigger than Jack
or Duke. Duke started asking me again, "Who am I bitch?" I knew the
response and whispered it correctly. "I'm your fucking bitch Duke!" He
whispered back, "I can't hear you darlin! Who am I boy cunt?" I spoke up;
"I'm your fucking bitch Duke, you fuckin asshole!" He lifted my head,
looked down into my eyes and said, "Yea bitch, asshole maybe, but you're
still my bitch, now say it again correctly!" He backhanded me across the
face again and waited for my amended response. Out it came, "I'm your
fucking bitch Duke!"

It was not long and my ass was aflame with wonderful new feelings I have
never experienced before. Not just my slut button, but my entire shit shoot
was on fire with a need only a man cock can deliver. I would have screamed
anything they wanted to hear to keep that dick plunging inside me. I was
oozing, then started cumin streams of juices having multiple climaxes -
convulsing and rutting my ass back over Paul's huge appendage. Duke lifted
my head and looked down into my eyes and said, "Baby, enjoy the fruits of
your ways darlin. This will keep you coming back for more and more darlin -
Duke's pretty little cock slut in action taking care of us guys and making
money for Big Daddy Duke! Learn your position well baby and make me proud!"
He leaned over and licked my face leaving a trail of his spit to dry up one
side and down the other. He spread my lips with his thumb and forefinger,
stuck his fuck finger in my mouth, dampened it and returned it covered with
Coke to my mouth and let me suck it for awhile. Paul's sweating body
dripping his scent continued rutting, as he were a well tuned machine. Duke
dipped his wet finger in the Coke twice more, poking it up into each of my
nostrils. My head went wild and my body convulsed in sheer ecstasy.  He
looked into my eyes again, smiled and said, "Look at this handsome face
darlin, and tell me who you are again Baby Doll!" I could hardly speak
until he slapped me again! "I'mmm yer fuckinnn," and I went blank for a
moment. He repeated, "YOU'RE WHAT BITCH?" Another slap and I said, "I'mmmmm
er fuckennnn bitttchh Dukieeee!" He smiled, "That's cute - Dukie's little
Bitch indeed!" He dropped my head back down on the sheet and addressed Paul
and Jack. "Don't give him anymore Coke for now boys. That should keep him
up for awhile. Just keep giving him pleasure and having him tell you who he
is. When Paul peters out, Jack you start on him again, make sure you keep
him awake, don't let him doze off boys."  Duke climbed off the edge of the
bed and left the room.

While Duke was out of the room, Jack snorted two lines of Coke, coated his
dick with Coke as Jack had done, pushed Jack off me and mounted me. He went
ballistic humping me and the coke spread inside me again drawing warmth and
pleasure as before. I just floated in paradise dropping load after load of
my spunk between my belly and the plastic, creating a cum-slick that was
spread all over my groin causing even more pleasure for me. Eventually I
ran out of spunk, but I continued to have one organism after the other as
he dumped loads of his warmth into me. They kept me awake, repeating who I
was until I just chanted those five words, "I'm your fuckin bitch Duke!" My
head filled with that beautiful sentence by the time Duke reappeared
holding my head in his hands prying my eyes open with his fingers. "You in
there baby - talk to me Joey Baby - tell me who you are! I came out of my
fantasyland slowly. Another slap across the face brought me back more
quickly. I said, "What??? Oh yes, who am I Duke! No Duke, I'm your fuckin
bitch Duke! Yea, that's what I am, I your fuckin bitch Duke and taking care
of the boys for you." He smiled at me again, kissed me on the forehead and
said, "That's my baby Joey, Dukes little cock slut knows who he is now real
good!" He kissed me again on the forehead and ordered the guys to take a
break and grab something to eat in the other room."

He put one knee on the bed and rolled me over on my back where I could
watch him. He helped me to sit on the side of the bed and wiped his fingers
into my spunk-covered belly with his fingers. He put his fingers to me lips
and told me to lick them clean. He sat down next to me, removed his shirt
and smiled at me. He put is fingers back in my spunk and brought them back
and rubbed then back and forth across my lips and said, "You love me Joey,
smell me, put your nose on me and smell me baby. It's a smell you will
always crave, just inhale deeply and taste of me! Go ahead baby, lick my
taste, the taste you will crave from this day forward baby!" I put my nose
to his shoulder inhaled and licked. His salty taste covered my tongue. He
lifted his arm and said, "Get a good smell and taste of me baby in Duke's
hairy armpit! Lick it nice and dry Joey; remember the smell and taste. It
is going to be what you live for from now on Joey; I will take care of you
and keep you happy forever!" He rose and lifted me, put his arm around my
waist and led me slowly out of the bedroom into the kitchen and fed me
slices of finger food with his fingers until I turned my head away. He led
me to the refrigerator, still holding my wobbly body, pulled out a cold
beer, popped the lid and took a couple of swallows, then put it to my lips
and held it while I drank. He kept looking into my eyes and smiling,
rubbing my back and ass cheeks as I finished off the beer. I didn't realize
just how thirsty I was until I started to drink. He somehow knew I
dehydrated from the session, as he pulled another beer out and put it to my
lips. I gulped it down almost empty before I pushed it away. He finished it
off then led me down the hallway to his bathroom, drew a hot bath and
helped me in. He said, "There are boxes of Fleet Enema in the cabinet Joey,
clean yourself well so Duke can eat some pussy! Soak Joey, bathe and come
back in the living room so I can take you to the bedroom, let you undress
me and make love to my new beauty! Don't be too long, Duke is hungry for
that beautiful body of yours' darlin!" I looked at the clock and it read
3:14pm. I said, "I have to be home for dinner at 5:00 sharp Duke or we are
all fucked!" He looked at his watch and said, "No problem baby, if you
hurry in the bathroom - give us a good hour to fuck around!"

I cleaned out well, jumped in the tub, took a nice hot bath and felt much
better about my position in his eyes. I obviously had not considered what
he was doing to me as I rushed back into his arms and led to his
bedroom. He snorted two lines of Coke and rutted at me before he handed the
straw to me and told me to snort a line. I coughed and almost choked, but I
did it! This shit was powerful and all my defenses came tumbling down again
as I almost ripped his clothing off to get to his body. He smiled and
laughed at my reaction to the drug. "He whispered, "You sure are a hot
little bitch Joey - just looking at you turns me on!  Start with the
armpits baby, then work over the nipples!" I inhaled his pit, licked the
hairy cavity, then the other. I was intoxicated sniffing, licking and
enjoying his beauty. By the time I got to his nipples, I was lusting for
him. He moaned, "Harder baby, I like my nipples nipped and tugged on baby
boy! OH YEA - YOU GOT IT BABY!" His cock sprung to attention and cock-snot
dripped from the end of his umbrella.  He had one of those cocks that the
hood needed pulled back manually even when it was hard. I loved the look of
it all hard and tented. I watched it grow and expand as I licked and
nibbled my way right down to the beautiful hooded monster. I sucked the
juice from beneath the hood, rolling my tongue around tasting his Smegma
buildup. I muttered, "Oh good, head cheese," and buried my tongue back in
and rolled it around and around again. I looked up with my eyes and he was
smiling down at me, hands on his hips enjoying my enthusiasm. While my
tongue was still inside his sheath, I gently pulled it back and the
delicious smell of Limburger filled my nostrils. I lapped up the white
specks and rolled them in my mouth against the roof of my mouth to get the
full flavor. I sucked the head into me mouth and worked it back against my
larynx then swallowed and inhaled the entire shaft down my throat. He began
the motions as my throat muscles pulsated with anticipation. He let out a
big moan and started pumping my throat and quickly dropped his first load
right down into my esophagus on its' journey to my stomach. He pulled from
me and I licked his head skirt clean and dry with my lips.

I had prepared myself in the bathroom with a tube of KY I found in the
drawers. He dipped his cock-head into the bowl of Coke, eased me back onto
the bed, lifted my legs up on his shoulders, slipped right into me and
began the ritual. The Coke took a few minutes to penetrate my anal
membranes, but when it did, I went wild for him. He plowed, spaded and
harrowed, preparing me for his seed. His hands grabbed and lifted my ass
cheeks right up over him when he eventually spread his seed. He wanted me
to stay for another plunge, but I looked over at the clock and it was going
on to 4:30pm. I pointed to the clock and said, "I got to be home by 5:00pm
sharp Duke and have an appointment at 10:00am in the morning. Can someone
drive me home?" He answered, "Sure Joey, but let me give you something to
help you sleep tonight or you will be pacing the floor all night baby!" He
pulled a big leather box out from under his bed and landed me four
pills. He said, "Take one of the white ones tonight baby to sleep and if
you feel like shit in the morning take the white ones with the cross on
them and you should be OK. If not give me a call at this cell telephone
number and I'll pick you up and fix you up with another shot baby! He
handed me the card with both his cell and regular number on it. Just
remember, you are going to be very nervous for a few days until your system
adapts to the shots baby! Come to me when you cannot cope baby! You be back
here tomorrow after your appointment. If not I'll just have to come and get
you again. Understood Joey Boy?" I answered, "Yes Duke!" He said, "Now tell
me who I you are again Joey!" I looked into his beautiful eyes and said,
"I'm your fucking bitch Duke!" He kissed me on the forehead and had Jack
drive me home. I talked with Jack as we drove along. He welcomed me aboard,
told me I was one hot pussy boy and I could be his anytime if Duke didn't
want me as his bed partner. That made me feel special too! I had him let me
out at the end of the block just in case Trooper Jerry was home and
watching for me out his window.

I ate like a kid with two hollow legs at dinner that night, putting away
the food. I made a real pig out of myself shoveling down grandma's beef
stroganoff. I also drank a full quart of milk plus two pieces of apple
pie. I was stuffed, but felt great until about 9:30pm. I came down quickly,
cramps, headache, nausea and the sweats. What was happening to me? I heaved
up my dinner and paced the floor for awhile before I took the pill Duke
told me to take so I could sleep. That pill finally calmed me down and I
fell asleep and slept right through until after 7:00am, only awaking then
because grandma was banging on my bedroom door hollering, "Joey, you OK in
there baby, breakfast is nearly ready?" I answered, "Be right down
grandma!" I felt like hell again, half-asleep, half-awake with a pounding
headache and a very sore bunghole. I was not feeling too well until after I
got some food back in my stomach. I was careful not to overeat; thinking
that must be what made me loose my dinner last night. After breakfast, I
still did not feel too much better. I did as Duke told me and took the two
white pills with the cross on them. Before long, I was feeling great again.
The guy certainly knew his medicines. I thought, maybe he should become a
pharmacist assistant. I warmed right up feeling very good. About quarter to
10:00am I made my way to Master Jake's house. A note was hanging on the
front door indicating he had to rush to a family crisis and would not be
back from Denver until Thursday or Friday afternoon. He would send me an
email when he was back. I went back home feeling great until about
lunchtime, then the cold sweats and the cramps started again. After lunch I
gave Duke a call and told him everything that happened to me, including
loosing my dinner, the cramps, the cold sweats and the nervousness and the
raging headache. He said he would send Jack over to pick me up, he had just
the thing that would make me feel better in his box of pills. By the time
Jack picked me up the cramps, sweats, nervousness and headache were
back. Jack smiled at me and said, "Duke will make you feel fine little guy
as soon as we get to the apartment.

As I entered the apartment Duke was awaiting. He could see I was dripping
with perspiration and bent over with cramps. He led me into his bedroom,
took my shoes and socks off and felt between my toes and said, "Damn boy,
you are indeed a mess today alright! Got just the thing here to make you
feel well again baby."  He continued to press his fingers between my toes
and said, "Think you may have need for another little shot to get you
feeling OK again boy! A couple more shots today should make you all mine
Joey, get you back on the mend, get those horrible cramps, sweats, headache
and nervousness under control too. Good thing you got to me when you did or
you may have lost your lunch too baby!" I asked, "Why you poking around
between my toes for anyway?" He rubbed my back, put my head on his shoulder
and continued.  "Joey, those shots I gave you yesterday were heroin baby!
You are suffering from what is called, 'The Withdrawals!' They get bad,
very bad when you need another fix boy! Now I am going to have to teach you
how to give yourself a shot when you need one. You watch exactly what I do
and next time I will watch you as you give yourself the shot to make sure
you do it right." I leaned over, grabbed my shoes and bolted for the door
calling him four letter words! He yelled, "You will be back Joey when you
really get to hurting boy!"

I only made it as far as the front door. Jack and Paul grabbed me, dragged
me kicking and shouting back into the bedroom and sat me down on the bed
again. Paul chuckled and said, "Look who is back for his shot boss!" Jack
got behind me, held my arms down to my sides with his arms around my
waist. Paul knelt on his knees in front of me, lifted my one foot up on my
knee and held it there as he clamped his thighs around my other leg so I
was pinned in place. Duke returned from the dresser with the syringe in his
one hand and the rubber tubing in the other. Now you watch real close Joey
Boy so you learn how to do this! We do it between the toes so you don't
have little marks or black and blue on you arms or body. That is bad in
this business! Would you want a guy with needle marks all over him fucking
you? I don't think so!" He made sure I was watching as he put the rubber
around my ankle and tightened it up. "This is to stop the blood flow and
make the veins bulge so I can find a good red one crying for a poke with
this needle here. Now you make sure the plunger on the syringe is all the
way to the bottom so there is no air in the syringe.  Otherwise it could
put a bubble in your bloodstream and be instant death when it reached your
heart. Very important - all the way down! You stick the needle in this
little bottle of medicine and pull liquid up into the tube until it get
right to this little red mark I put here for you so you don't get too
much. That could kill you too - understand! Then you push the plunger until
the air bubbles out of the needle part and the bubble stop with a clear
little flow of fluid. You see this nice big juicy vein here between these
two toes. Just watch how I push the needle quickly but gently into that
vein sideways so it does not go all the way through the vein. It must line
up inside the vein or you will get a great big ugly black and blue mark
where the medicine enters skin tissue. Now you squeeze the little plunger
and the medicine makes you feel wonderful again baby. Just like that - a
quick and simple fix for all your' troubles darling. Any questions now!" I
said, "Yea, let me the up so I can get out of here for good!"

He smiled and said, "Oh Joey baby, we aren't finished you yet today! I have
a busy day planned for you pussy boy!" He backslapped my face and said,
"You should be feeling real good again very soon baby so we can give you
another day of pleasures beyond you imagination. Get the clothing off him
boys, looks as though our pretty little, cunt boy Joey is going to fight
this all the way. Seems he needs another day of indoctrination before he
succumbs to his station in life." He looked down into my eyes and said,
"You're hooked on heroin Joey baby, my little slave boy for sale now. Duke
controls the medicines Joey. A couple more shots today and you will crawl
if you have to be here every day begging for your shot! You will soon learn
to do exactly what I tell you to do Joey. When you need a shot Joey, you
will know who owns you baby." Jack and Paul peeled my clothing off and I
spent another four hours servicing both of them as Duke continued with the
same routine as yesterday. When he had me broken he took me and made love
to me again as before, constantly reminding me of his ownership and total
control. He obviously kept my dosages small so I had to keep coming back to
him each day for another shot for the next week. Each time he watched me to
make sure I did it right, then rewarded me by making love to me and telling
me how much I meant to him. After a week of servicing him, Jack and Paul on
a daily basis after my shot he took me back on the corner and taught me how
to approach, negotiate and deliver the goods.

I sneaked out every night and ran to Duke, leaving excuse after excuse to
Master Jake why I could not be in for further training. He finally gave up
on me, but Trooper Jerry Gallagher obviously put a trail on me and realized
what I was doing. Before I knew it, one night as we were all standing on
the corner of California and Polk the police showed up, Trooper Jerry in
the group, ushered us all into the paddy wagon. He acted like he did not
even know me, but he must have pulled some strings, as the next thing I
knew I was in a rehabilitation center going through the torments of
withdrawal. He and Grandma Schmidt visited me regularly for the weeks I was
in rehab. Grandma never did notified mom or dad of my transgression, but
when released, she informed me that Trooper Gallagher saved my butt. She
said he also agreed to take me under his guiding hand to keep my nose
clean. She said in return for his help with me, Trooper Jerry would be
taking his meals with us each day when he was not working. She further
stated I would be living with him in his apartment where he could keep an
eye on me when I was not at college. He put a locator band on my ankle and
monitored my activities until he felt I could be trusted. A year later he
finally removed the belt and we have been living together ever since. When
I graduated from S.F. State, he and Grandma Schmidt were so proud of my
turnaround. I am now going to law school in the city, getting all the love
I need from my one and only Trooper Jerry Gallagher every night, the kind
of love we both like. I love the big guy and he loves me too. He continued
with his dominant ways with me and I just loved him talking dirty to
me. That should give you an idea of our relationship when we were alone
together in the playroom giving each other our special pleasures.

Grandma is a real cool lady. When I finally got around to telling her that
I loved Trooper Gallagher she just shrugged her shoulders and said, "I knew
that Joey - I not stupid you know!" She put her arms around me and hugged
me and added, "I love you Joey, I just want you be alive and happy, but
don't tell your mamma or papa Joey - they no understand now, maybe someday
they do!"

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As you see, I brought this story to a quick, happy ending. My intention is
to show you how a young man's stupidity about drugs and/or alcohol can be
his downfall. Dependency on such dangerous addictions, even prescription
drugs ruins lives. It can happen before he even realizes it has happened to
him. Being gay and horny is one thing, but take care in picking your
friends. Thanks for all the encouragement guys. It makes my day, my only
reward for spending time dreaming up these stories for your enjoyment and
education! I will be taking a vacation now that school is back in and the
screamers are not around driving me crazy everywhere I go. I will start
something again when I return.  Email: bertcarley@goldrush.com
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