Date: Thu, 2 Oct 2003 19:33:48 -0700
From: Bert Carley <bertcarley@goldrush.com>
Subject: Cub Boy Training - Page 8

Sorry guys about giving the false impression that if a person is tested
and found to be HIV negative after practicing unsafe sex that they are
clean. That is not how it works! The virus sometimes take weeks or months
to show up during testing as HIV positive. Please forgive me! Always
practice safe sex, your life depends on it!
email: bertcarley@goldrush.com


Cub Boy Training #8: What have I done to myself? Have I been crazy not
practicing safe sex all this time!

Here it was only 3:00pm Tuesday afternoon. I had already been to the Health
Clinic, gotten the written results for Trooper Jerry Gallagher, received a
buzz haircut, and had wild sex with Blake in the back of his van. To top it
off, he had handed me half the profit from the sale of my ponytail, 150
dollars. I kept pulling up my sweatshirt and putting it to my nose. It had
the wonderful smell of Blake all over it, as did I. Damn he smelled good! I
hated to take a bath. However, I knew I best or later today Trooper Jerry
would really put the belt to me more harshly than he did last night if I
had another man's scent on me. I used 'Big Orange' to clean my shit chute,
then jumped into a hot bath. I must have soaked in the tube for an hour. As
I dried, I looked in the mirror wondering how I was going to camouflage all
the new hickeys and marks down my front side that Blake had added to me
earlier today. I rummaged through the drawers and dressers of the spare
bedroom and bathroom hoping to come up with some of mom's makeup
somewhere. Her skin tone was about the same shade as mine. I lucked out -
found a bottle of liquid makeup base and a bottle of light blush. Mixing a
bit of each bottle, I was able to make a blend that was perfect to do the
job. I only covered the skin damaged by Blake's lips, teeth and strap down
my front side. The others I left alone.

After a short nap, then dinner, I watched TV with grandma for awhile, then
went up to my bedroom and checked for any emails, read a couple of stories
I had been following on Nifty. I kept checking to see if the lights were on
yet in Trooper's windows yet. At 10:30pm the lights were on and his belt
was hanging in the window. That gave me an idea of what to expect from him
tonight! I greased up my bottom well and inserted the butt plug, dressed in
boxers, a very large pair of baggie pants, a XL Lakers' Jersey, a pair of
long sweat socks, and my runners. I checked on sleeping grandma, grabbed my
cap and coat and headed out. I was very careful to look both ways in the
fog before I crossed the street. Trooper Jerry buzzed me in and as I
entered the apartment I found him still dressed in his full uniform. He
looked mouth watering. He put his hand out, "You bring that report Joey?" I
answered, "Yes Sir!" He took the report from me, read it through, then
handed it back.

"Joey I figured the report would show you HIV negative today, but AIDS
doesn't work that way baby! The antibodies can take weeks, even months to
show up in your body, and that is what the HIV testing is all about. Just
because you tested negative today does not mean you are not infected.
Tomorrow, a week, or four months from now testing could prove you HIV
positive. All this damn report does is give you a false sense of hope that
you are not infected. I am surprised you and countless other teens do not
know more about the AIDS virus today and are not always practicing safe
sex. Too many people are still getting sick and dying, simply because they
did not know better! Now that I have explained this to you Joey, you know,
and I do not want you ever again to have sex without protection. That is an
order boy!"

"Now, hang your coat and cap up in the closet and get over here and let me
get a good look at you in that Lakers' Jersey and baggy pants. You are one
living doll Joey - young and beautiful - way too beautiful to die so very
young like countless others like you have these past years! In fact, my
next day off I am taking you to a hospital ward at UC Hospital so you can
get a first hand view of boys your age now with full blown AIDS. That
should cool your whoring around boy!" I took the coat off first and hung it
on a hanger in the closet, watching him watch me. I turned and faced him
and slowly removed the cap to see the expression on his face when he got a
look at my haircut. His eyes lit up into a big smile as he took two giant
steps in his big black boots to me. He threw one arm around my neck in a
headlock and gave me a Burnie-Burnie with his knuckles on the top of my
head. He then turned me around and around a couple of times looking at the
designs cut into the buzz cut. All he said was, "FANTASTIC!" He did
something that surprised me. He laid me out flat on my back on the carpet,
lay flat over me and rutted me until his dick was hard, bulging against
me. We were both fully clothed. He began to lick and slurp all over my
face, my neck and nibble on my ear. Eventually he rose straddle me on his
knees and removed my Lakers' Jersey, leaned back and pulled off both my
runners and socks. He loomed over me, fully clothed in his trooper uniform
yet, pulled his belt off and rubbed it back and forth across my lips for a
moment before setting it off to the side.

He opened his britches, scooped Chubby and danglers out, rubbed them over
my chin, lips and face. He used his fingers to open and explore my mouth,
holding it open as he worked the belt behind my head. He grabbed the belt
by each end and lifted supporting my head. He pumped my head up and down
with that belt, working my mouth over his manhood. My head was in the
leather sling, both his hands clasp on the belt pulling my face into his
groin. He mixed that action with thrusts from his crotch. Chubby was trying
to enter my throat, but too large to enter. He finally lifted my head with
such a force that Chubby opened up the passageway and slid down my throat,
causing me to convulse and gag. He held me as I pounded on his thighs for
release. A few more trips down the hatch, he stiffened and shot his load,
barely giving me a taste as he let me come back up for air. Only a few
dribbles remained to give me a taste over my tongue. My head dropped to the
carpet. He rose to his feet and stared down at me and said, "We got Chubby
down the hatch boy, now we know he fits perfectly! Be easier next time now
that we opened you up a bit. On your feet boy!" My throat was sore, raw and
I was pissed big time! My throat was on fire, throbbing actually.

I tried to shout at him, but my voice box seemed paralyzed. Nothing came
out! This further irritated me, so I kicked out at him with my bare foot,
aiming for his groin. He saw it coming, grabbed my bare foot and I went in
the air, then to my back against the carpet. Laughing, he stepped forward,
put his boot on my bare chest and said, "Get use to it Joey, Chubby liked
your tight throat and will be in there a lot in the future baby! Might even
lower your voice an octave - from a tenor to a baritone!" I lashed out at
him again with my fists, pounding on his leg. "Oh good, Joey's all fired up
and full of spunk tonight. This is my lucky night alright!" He took the
loose belt in his hand, wrapped it around my neck making a collar and
leash. He removed his boot from my chest and lifted me up into the seated
position. "Over on all fours!" The minute I was on all fours, he snapped on
the leash and said. "Heel bitch," tugged on the leash, forced me to keep up
with him as he pranced around the room, his cock and balls bouncing from
his open trousers. Good thing I still had on my Baggies or I would have had
knee burns when he finally came to a stop on the tiled floor of the
bathroom. I was out of breath, heart pounding, and sweating profusely by
now.

"By the looks of you bitch, we better get some liquid into you so you don't
get all dehydrated. Sit girl, sit up and open wide!" He fed Chubby into my
mouth! Soon I felt the flow going over my tongue and down as I gobbled and
swallowed his warm liquid. "Now suck the skin nice and dry! That's a good
girl!" He patted my on the head, and said, "On your feet now Joey," leaving
the collar and leash dangling from my neck.  With some effort, I was able
to get to my feet and stand before him. He leaned forward, licked some
sweat from my nipple and smiled. "My little Joey even tastes good tonight!
Turn around and let me take a good look at your backside and those welts I
put on you last night." He ran his hands over my back. "Lower the pants now
girl." He continued, running his hands over my ass, down the back of my
thighs, calves and again to my ass. He gave them another couple of
squeezes. "You are OK, looking fine girl! Pull up your boxers and britches
now Joey and follow me. I have something to show you babe!"

When he stopped in the bedroom, he pointed to the wall. He had framed the
pictures he took of me in just my boxers and baggie pants, and the two
shots of just my face, hair and shoulders. He had them hanging on the wall
next to a couple of him with his shirt off in his uniform pants and boots,
all in matching black frames. "My little bitch and her big daddy - you
like?" I was impressed, he had them matted and they looked great, in living
color. I answered, "Beautiful job Sir, you are one hot dude in or out of
uniform."

"Well Joey, looks like Chubby is a stirring again! Drop those britches boy!
You are going on the peg again son, just like last night. I'm going to
pound that sweet ass of yours' again boy, until you put another load of cum
down the closet door to match the one dried there already." He cuffed me
and hung me, put his arms around me and removed the plastic tie holding my
pants up and yanked my Baggies and boxers down. He kicked them to the side
and fondled me top to bottom, eventually pulling the butt plug and rubbing
Chubby up and down in the crack of my ass. One lunge and he buried in me
and the door banged against the wall with a thud. He must have liked that
pounding sound, as he pounded out a base drum solo with his continued
thrusts, all in rhythm. He slowed enough to remove some of his gear and
open his shirt so his bare chest rubbed against my back. He then started to
pound out a beat that slowly increased until it was a fast rap beat
accompanying his lustful moans and masculine rutting sounds. When I started
to cream the door, it took him over the edge and he stiffened and enjoyed
my special muscle contractions on Chubby, shooting spasm after spasm of
skeet into me.

He pulled from me, leaving me hang there and left the room for awhile. His
skeet was running down my inner thighs and legs when he returned. He
noticed and smacked me on the ass a couple of times and said, "Tighten up
your ass girl, you are dripping on the carpet." He grabbed the belt again
and started on me - just the ass cheeks this time. He left the room again
and returned with a towel. He wiped up the mess on the carpet, leaving the
towel in place to catch any additional dripping. "Let it drip now girl! You
will just hang there to drip and dry for awhile, wear it tonight for
dripping on my carpet. Your ass sure is pretty all pink like that baby!" He
put his hand on my buns. "Nice and warm too Joey Baby, making Chubby stir a
bit!  Look around here son, what that warm pink ass of yours' is doing to
old Chubby!" I turned my head to the side and Chubby was dancing up and
down with delight. "Looks like play time again Joey! Get back to you in a
minute girl." He went about getting nude, hung his clothing, soon back at
my bottom, rubbing Chubby up and down between my buns in the warm drippy
clef. "Ready or not baby, daddy's back to make another baby for you!" The
drum pounded in my ears, taking a very long time to bring us to the
climatic ending drum roll. I loved it, tossing my head from side to side as
I pounded against the door with his every thrust, leaving another slick
down the door to dry. "I'd have you clean this door with your tongue girl
if I didn't think it could be loaded with paint lead in this old apartment
building. I would not want my baby to get led poisoning." He turned me
facing out on the peg. He switched on the TV and crawled on the bed
watching, every once in awhile looking over to me and smiling.

Before too long he turned off the TV, lifted me off the peg down firmly on
to my feet, wiped my ass well with the towel and ushered me into the
bathroom. He told me to clean up well, shower and come back to bed for the
night. He handed me a bottle of Fleet Enema and left. During the night, he
was all over me, rubbing, sucking and taking his pleasures. He had not
showered, so I had his scent all over me when the alarm went off at
5am. Before I left, he handed me a bag full of prophylactics in assorted
sizes and reminded me to always use them since I had become so sexually
active these last few weeks. He gave me another lecture on the importance
of practicing safe sex with all my sex partners and sent me home before
grandma awoke.

At 10:30am I was standing out on the sidewalk when Blake pulled up and
motioned me into the van.  Handsome as ever, dressed in his Storm Trooper
Uniform, I bounced into the passenger seat, gave him a, "Good Morning
Blake!" He took my hand, put it on his crotch, held it there and said,
"Ready for some more of this baby?" I squeezed him and answered, "With this
little softie?" He responded, "Oh, she has a smart mouth this morning," as
he headed the van down the street. I asked, "Where does someone like you
live Blake?" He answered, "You're about to find out today Joey. Buckle up
baby!" It was not too long and Blake was driving South San Francisco and
into a section of Daily City where I had never been. He pulled up in front
of a beautiful old Victorian property, freshly painted, looking grand. When
he ushered me into the house, I couldn't believe how beautiful the place
looked with all the stained glass windows and ornate moldings and
woodwork. A big swastika was hanging on the wall along with pictures of
Hitler, Mussolini, and even Castro. There were benches set up, indicating
this was a meeting place for the Arian Brotherhood Organization - Flags,
literature on a table, the works. He led me through that room toward the
back and up a flight of stairs leading down a hallway. Doors were open
along the route giving me a glimpse of a large dormitory with cots lined up
for sleeping and a couple of bathrooms. He led me to a closed door at the
end of the hallway. The minute I stepped through that door I realized I was
in for another gang-bang session.  About 12 Arian Brothers were standing
there completely nude at parade rest. They automatically went to attention
as Blake and I entered and gave the Nazi salute, even clicking heals
together. What a surprise!

 I realized Blake had obviously planned this get together. He was
definitely their leader, as he shouted something in German and they all
went to parade rest again. He continued in English giving orders to the
troops. I noticed that all of the guys had a swastika tattooed on their
left arm just like Blake. Some had other similar tattoos all over their
arms and torsos. Most of the guys were average endowed, a few like Blake,
well above average. There were two that looked to be monsters, one a skinny
guy with a groin full of bright red hair, the other guy looked to be a
blond Swede or Norwegian. The blond guy reminded me of a horse with a long
foreskin hanging down inches off the huge head. I just stared at his dick
and he noticed my eyes checking him out, smiling and licking his lips to me
as our eyes met. What really caught my attention were the four beautiful
young men about my age, tied, gagged and suspended from the ceiling in
leather harnesses. They each shaved of all body hair and had buzz cuts
similar to mine. Butch and another stepped forward and undressed me as
Blake announced, "This is Joey, our new bitch boys, a real hot number,
likes blind meat, and rough anal sex among other things you will have to
find out for yourselves.  Hang her up with Jamie, Lenny, Jackie and
Teddy. Remember troopers, "Safe Sex!" I was glad to hear those two words
after what Trooper Jerry Gallagher had told me about the HIV AIDS virus
last night.  Blake spoke in German again giving his flock additional orders
and I was led to the other four, tied, gagged, put in a harness and hoisted
up with another block and tackle.

Blake shouted, "Dismissed," and the troopers headed for us. Hands were all
over me feeling, rubbing, poking and tickling me. One guy lifted my legs up
and hooked them into Velcro ties attached to the harness, leaving me in a
precarious position with my bottom side ready for action. He fondled my
ass, ran his hands up between my buns. When he realized I was wearing a
butt plug, he poked it repeatedly until I was hard, excited and oozing
pre-cum. He removed the plug and dropped it to the floor and his fingers
went to work on me. His dick was hard, standing up almost touching his
stomach as he loosened the knotted rope of the block and tackle and lowered
me right over the lubricated prophylactic covering his manhood. Thank
goodness I had lubed up well that morning and the guy was of average size
or my ass would have been on fire. The guy started out slow, but before
long, he was merciless with his thrusts once he found where my hot zone
lay. He had me drooling with ecstasy when he shot his load. Another guy
mounted me and continued the assault, as two other guys pinched my nipples
and nibbled on me waiting their turn at my love canal. This guy was
especially long, but relatively thin and plowed new territory without a
problem.  As I looked to my right, Jamie, Lenny, Jackie and Teddy were
receiving about the same treatment as me. A few minutes later, I noticed
that they had flipped the harness on both Lenny and Jamie so both their ass
and face were accessible and being filled with man meat. Sure enough,
another adjustment made. They flipped me too and came at me from both
ends. Butch took my face in his hands and held the bottle of Amyl Nitrate
to my nose! He quickly spread my lips open with his thumbs and in he went,
balls slapping against my chin. He seemed large, quite large. After taking
Trooper Gallagher last night as I did, I was able to swallow his appendage
as he worked it in and out over my throat muscles. I was slurping him down
with each stroke as my ass pulsated for the guy in the rear. That guy up my
behind was chewing and biting on the back of my legs and what he could
reach of my thighs as he pounded his meat to me.

I fell into total submission as more amyl put to my nose. This was really
getting good as I felt the need to explode with all this stimulation from
both ends building within. Another guy stepped up and started to nibble and
bite on my inner thighs. That did it for me! I squirmed, I shuttered, and I
squirted all over the floor. He grabbed under me and pinched my nipples
repeatedly. This was wonderful, gloriously stimulating as the amyl kept me
undulating over the thruster in my rear and Blake playing my pipes. I went
out for a spell.

When I awoke to reality, the Big Swede lined up at my bottom eating my
pussy and sucking as if he had a mouth full of candy before him. He kept
running his rough tongue up and down between my pinkie and my nuts, chewing
on them, coming back down to push his tongue inside again. He took that
little head-trip three times before he stepped up to me and started to push
his monster into me. Blake gave me a big hit on the bottle and said, "That
should do it for her Ludwig!" Well Ludwig pushed the head in and my insides
convulsed from the amyl and sucked him right in until his balls were spread
over my butt cheeks. I damn near shot my wad from that one deep plunge. He
began, slowly at first, sliding in and out of me, raking the massive head
over my little walnut, as Blake kept putting the bottle to my nose. I was
so turned on I just jumped, wiggled and squeezed on his meat with my
muscles. I was in whore heaven enjoying the fruits of my current
profession. I found myself begging, "Harder Ludwig! Please fuck me harder
Ludwig! Oh YES!  YES! YES! THAT'S THE WAY I LIKE IT! OH YEEEEAAAA!" My
balls pulled up and delivered another huge fountain of spunk all over the
floor. He just kept pumping as he leaned over and slurped, nibbled and
sucked on my back between plunges. I knew it would not be long and he would
be reaching his climax. Sure enough, my pulsating muscles took him right up
to the top in two more thrusts. As he shot his load he shouted, "HOT
FUCKING CUNT GIRL - WHEEEEE!" He lay over me exhausted, dripping his scent
all over me. After all this activity with sweating men, I smell like a
happy whore. I loved it, inhaled the wonderful scent of spent men all over
me.

Blake shouted, "Shower, clean up and dress guys, the girls are going to
spend some special time now with their Owner Masters, the guy that brought
them to share with you! Now, do you each see the benefits associated with
bringing more young sweet lambs into our flock for pleasure men?" At that,
he had us five lowered and masters stepped forward, lifted the other four
into their arms and carried off to separate what I assumed would be
separate semi-private cubicles somewhere in this huge old house. I had
noticed that Blake did not partake in the gang-bang, just walked around
checking that everyone was meeting his needs.  Now that portion of the
festivities were ended, Blake walked over to Ludwig said something to him.
Ludwig came to me, lifted me into his arms and followed Blake down the
hallway, down the stairs to the first floor. Blake held the door open to a
large bedroom on the back corner of the building, as Ludwig entered and
placed me in the center of a large king size bed covered with a clean
sheet. He stood at the side of the bed and awaited instructions from Blake,
as Blake took off his storm trooper uniform and hung it in a nearby
closet. He pulled a few items from the closet and spoke to Ludwig on his
way to the bathroom.  "Keep Joey entertained Ludwig as usual, but don't cum
again until I get back. Joey, I will be back in just a few minutes and join
you both.

Ludwig took the opportunity to lick, suck, kiss and nibble all over me. He
climbed up over my chest and choked me a few time trying to get his monster
dick down my throat. Even soft, I couldn't even begin to get that monster
down. It was just to fucking big, but it sure tasted and smelled great. I
just nursed on it until I felt Blake's hands running up and down my inner
thighs. I spread my legs wide, closed my eyes and felt his lips and tongue
go up and down over my inner thighs. He said something in German to Ludwig
and Ludwig rolled off me and plopped to my left side. When I opened my eyes
Blake was on his knees between my spread legs looking down into my eyes. I
must have looked surprised indeed! He was dressed in a black lace short
Teddy, his hairy chest hair poking up from the lace bodice and from his
armpits. Below he was wearing a pair of lace crotch-less panties, his hard
cock and balls jetting out to me. He made his dick bounce at me as he said,
"Roll over on your stomach baby! Ludwig, you know where to go big guy!" My
mind flashed, "What the fuck, is this guy a transvestite, a cross dresser,
or just plain weird? I lay over on my stomach and Blake slipped his monster
dick into me. He buried in me, his balls pressed against my buns. Suddenly
I felt more weight upon me, turned my head to one side and realized that
Ludwig was leaned over his back feeding his dick into him. He let out a
huge moan and shouted, "Fuck yes Ludwig, fuck my hot ass trooper."
Needless-to-say, even with both Blake and Ludwig supporting their weight
off me, I was being pounded into the mattress as their lust took over their
actions. I shouted, "You two are suffocating me here guys!" They rolled
over on their sides in one move taking me with them and continued to lunge
and pleasure themselves. Finally I could breath and enjoy this three way
union myself too. I ejaculated first, setting off Blake, in turn bringing
Ludwig to climax. We fell asleep in that position for a while until I felt
Blake pumping his ass back into Ludwig and his dick into me. Very slowly,
this action continued until we all three dropped another load, mine going
all over the sheet.

As Blake drove me home that afternoon, I asked him about what we did. He
was not embarrassed to talk about it at all. He told me he liked it both
ways, and liked to dress up in women's nightwear when he did.  He liked the
feel of silk and lace next to his skin. He told me he especially liked
Ludwig's big dick in him when he wanted a real man. He only did it when
they had three-ways together, so he could fuck a hot ass too. I was not
quite sure if I wanted to do it again, but when I looked over at handsome
Blake my ass twitched with excitement. He said, "Pick you up again at
10:30am next Wednesday Baby!" I went into the house that afternoon shaking
my head, totally amazed at my experience today.

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