Date: Wed, 21 Dec 2005 10:13:49 -0600
From: Rodwl <rodwl@comcast.net>
Subject: Good Counsul?-22

Good Counsul?-22

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>From the last chapter:

Once the door to their room was closed Mars walked up behind
Glenn and putting his arms around him pulled him tight up
against his chest. "I never want to leave you again," he
said as he placed kisses all over Glenn's neck.

Glenn turned and before placing his lips squarely on Mars'
lips said, "And I never want you too!"

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"We shouldn't do this you know," murmured Mars.

"I don't care, after the chance that we could never be
together again I have to have your love and give you mine,
it doesn't matter what my age is or yours, I want you in
every way, I can't be without you.  Please make love to me,"
begged Glenn.

"I understand, the time we've been apart has been rough on
me too, and then to find that you were kidnapped and could
have died, I don't know what I'd do if you weren't in my
life."

"Make love to me Mars, and promise you'll never stop.  I'm
yours, please undress me," said Glenn.

"Only if you'll do the same for me," Mars replied as he
began to unbutton Glenn's shirt before him.  As each button
parted he slid his hand under the edge of the shirt and
caressed the smooth skin beneath.

At the same time Glenn reached his arms around Mars and with
one slow and intentional movement pulled up on the tail of
Mars pullover and lifted it up towards his shoulders.  As
the shirt rose Mars lifted his arms so the garment could
pass over and be thrown to the floor.  Immediately his hands
returned to their task and finished the last buttons on
Glenn's shirt, he lifted the fabric from under the waistband
and slid the shirt back over Glenn's shoulders and let it
drop on the floor behind him.  With one hand he reached out
and caressed a nipple before him while with the other he
pulled Glenn closer to him and began a battle of tongues as
they were lost in each others embrace.

Glenn lifted one foot and with his other toe pushed his shoe
from his foot.  Changing position just slightly he flipped
off the other shoe and stood sock footed before his lover.
Mars had done the same and clothed only in their jeans and
socks they moved towards the bed.  Mars pushed Glenn back
against the bed and gently pressing against his pecs
signaled Glenn to lie back.  Taking one foot at a time he
slowly removed the sock and with his mouth began to kiss
each foot and playfully nip at the bottom of Glenn's foot
before slowly and seductively sucking on each toe.  As he
finished with one foot and turned to the other and repeated
his previous actions.  Glenn lie there writhing in the
feelings awash over him as his jeans felt more and more
restrictive with the pressure and confinement building in
his groin area.  Pulling Mars up to lie beside him on the
bed he turned and engaged in another long and passionate
kiss.  As they broke from the kiss Glenn sat up and scooted
off the bed to take a position where he could now minister
to Mars' feet as his had been done.  Slowly and sensually he
repeated his lover's actions and basked in the moaning form
Mars as each sensitive spot was addressed, each toe caressed
with love.  Mars found himself it the same position; his
jeans showed a very healthy erection bound behind the denim.
Glenn moved up and after teasing Mars with his tongue
licking the front of Mars' jeans and his mouth attempting to
capture the prize beneath he finally grasped the zipper with
his teeth and slowly slid it down.  Mars erection lifted the
area between the zipper and his briefs extended beyond the
fabric of his jeans.  One side at a time Glenn used his
teeth and pulled at the fabric on each side.  As Mars lifted
his body slightly Glenn managed to pull the jeans down to
the top of Mars thighs.  Shifting his body he grasped the
legs of the jeans and pulled them away leaving his lover
clad only in his briefs jutting up and dampening just under
the waistband.  Again he assaulted Mars clothing with his
teeth and began to pull away the briefs.  He rubbed his chin
over Mars manhood as he took the edge of the waistband in
his teeth and pulled it forward then down.  As the cloth
moved out of the way the steely hot dagger before him rose
to touch his forehead then slide upwards towards his hair as
Glenn moved his head downward to uncover his prize.  Wanting
to waste no more time Glenn reached up with his hands and
pulled the briefs quickly down Mars legs and off of him.
Glenn started to dive back into Mars groin to enjoy the
pleasures there but Mars deftly moved and began his assault
to remove the last vestiges of clothing covering Glenn.  He
followed a similar pattern but found that as he opened the
zipper on Glenn's jeans his penis rose out of the separated
fabric.  No briefs or boxers would impede the way as Glenn
had enjoyed being commando this day.

"I've waited so long for this," said Mars as he began to
lick around Glenn's shaft and head for the area below.
Licking and nipping at the area below his balls then gently
swathing each side of the scrotum tenderly and hungrily at
the same time.  He engulfed each testicle, slowly sucking it
in bathing it with his tongue and then lovingly letting it
go to take on the other one.  After both had been tortured
several times he let them go and began his assault up
Glenn's shaft.  His tongue tantalizingly made its way from
the bottom to the top, up and down on the bottom and then
each side and then in between until Glenn felt as if he were
ready to burst.  His shaft pulsed with each beat of his
heart, throbbing in its excitement, straining as the
pressure rose within.  The head was becoming darker as the
blood was trapped causing every centimeter of his skin to
rise ever higher in sensitivity.  Every touch of the tongue
or breath of air was bringing him closer to the edge.
Slowly and lovingly Mars settled on the plum standing so
proudly before him.  His tongue teased the edge making only
the lightest contact before it dug deeply into the slit on
the end then lovingly he swallowed the full shaft embedding
the tender glans in his throat. His muscles massaged as he
swallowed and Glenn was just ready to go over the edge when
Mars reached up and with his hand firmly around Glenn's
scrotum pulled off and pulled him back from the abyss.

"Why did you stop?" asked Glenn.

"Because I don't want you to blow just yet, we have plenty
of time for that, I want you to enjoy it all the more,"
replied Mars.

"Well in that case let me work on you for a while, I'm just
too close, start again and I will blow, and real quick!"

Mars lie down beside Glenn as he started to rise up and take
a position over Mars.  "Do you trust me?" Glenn asked as he
began to kiss Mars around the neck and then slowly started
to work downward towards his chest.

"Of course I do, with all my body and soul!" answered Mars.

"Then you won't mind this then will you?" asked Glenn as he
reached up and pulling out ropes from the head of the bed he
began to tie each of Mars wrists pulling them up and away
from his body.

"No love, I surrender to you.  I know you wouldn't harm me,"
purred Mars as a lust began to deepen in his eyes.

"I want to heighten your feelings; I've learned that there
is a fine line where pain and pleasure compliment each
other.  I want to take you to a place you've never been
before.  If anything I do is too much just say "yellow" and
I will stop immediately and let you loose.  Any thing else
you might say, I will continue.  No matter how many times
you may say stop or no I will keep on, but just say "yellow"
that's your safe word and I promise I will stop.  I've spent
some time with the other men and I can't begin to explain
how I've felt as the pain pushed me to feelings of ecstasy
I've never before experienced.  I want you to feel those
too."

After pulling the wrist bindings tight he began to work
across Mars' chest.  He licked every inch and paid special
attention around each nipple, then kissing each one back and
forth, then nipping at each one, then carefully lightly
chewing on each.  As Mars' writhed in feelings of pleasure
Glenn began to chew on each.  As they grew not only larger
and more engorged with blood it was evident how tender they
were becoming.  Mars' moaned constantly and his cock rose
straighter and harder as it began to push forth pre-cum.
His cock glistened in the soft light as the shiny coating
flowed over the glans and down the shaft.  Glenn worked his
way down the center of Mars' abs and stopped momentarily to
ream out his navel as Mars' began to buck in place on the
bed.  With a hand on each hip Glenn held him down as he
worked his way towards the flowing spigot in front of him.
Slowly, teasingly he ministered to the hot flesh writhing
before him.  Lifting his legs out of the way Glenn attacked
the rosebud before him, forcing his tongue in and out as
Mars' willed his sphincter to open and accept all that he
was receiving.  Glenn backed away for a moment and with his
finger coated with Mars' pre-cum he begin a circular motion
around and into the pink winking rosebud, inviting him in.
A gasp escaped Mars' throat as Glenn's finger found the
prostate and began to lovingly massage it.

"O Gawd, put it in.  Open me up and fuck me, please!"
shouted Mars.

Glenn rose up and took his position behind his lover and
with one quick movement buried himself into him. Mars' eyes
shot open as the sudden invasion burned at his wanting
tunnel, he drew in a long hissing breath. As his pubes
rested against him he held still momentarily waiting for
Mars to overcome any discomfort he might be experiencing.

"Fuck me, oh fuck me, pound me, Glenn I need you so bad
don't stop. Ram me let me feel you in me!" shouted Mars.

Glenn wasted no time and pulled almost out then rammed back
in, the force of his attack moving Mars' entire body.  In
and out, he continued his assault and then in all too short
a time Glenn burst, shooting volley after volley of his
sweet fluid up into his lover.  Mars' was so close but not
quite there when Glenn fell forward and kissed him hungrily
on the mouth with a passion never before felt by either of
them.   As Glenn pulled out he realized that Mars' was still
hanging on that precipice not yet ready to go over.  Lifting
himself off of the bed he found the ropes hidden at the foot
and fastened them first to each ankle pulling it outward and
down towards the end of the bed and then with another length
he circled Mars' scrotum and bringing it up tight pulled his
balls away from his body and fastened the rope in such a way
that any movement of Mars' ankles would put more pressure on
his scrotum.  Without delay Glenn took a position over Mars'
chest laying his tackle in the middle of Mars' face.  No
thought was needed as Mars' licked at the gift being offered
and then moving his head just right he managed to take
Glenn's manhood in one fell swoop.  When Glenn felt he was
just about to blow again he backed off.  Reaching into the
drawer beside him he pulled out a set of clamps and moving
back till he was over Mars' groin he leaned forward and
after a loving kiss applied one then the other clamp to the
still engorged and sensitive nipples.  Reaching back and re-
anointing his fingers with the ever flowing pre-cum he
fingered himself until he felt he was sufficiently open then
holding Mars' shaft with one hand to guide it he sat back
engulfing the entire shaft in one movement.

"I can't fuck you Glenn, what could happen if anyone found
out?" cried Mars.

Don't worry lover you're not.  I'm making love to you and
it's your turn to get off this time.

Glenn began to rock slowly and then as Mars' moans became
more vocal he started to lift and then quickly allow himself
to ram back down on his lover's manhood.  Each lift took him
almost off but each time as he fell back he took his lover
as deep as humanly possible.  Mars' felt the pain in his
chest as the clamps bit at his nipples, the helplessness of
his arms and legs fastened so far apart from his body and
the strain on his scrotum, increasing with each movement.
His head felt as if it were flying off.  His vision was
overcome with flashes of light as he seemed to feel his
entire being rising and then shooting from his cock.  His
total life source seemed to be gushing at a phenomenal
speed, every inch of his body seemed to be focused towards
his groin and it was like a cannon was exploded causing a
vacuum that was pulling away his life.  Shot after shot as
he began to lose consciousness, his body entering that state
of petite mort, the little death.  His breath had escaped
him, after the convulsions trembling through his body he
went perfectly still.  Calmness overtook him as his mind
reached heights unbelievable to any man.  Then with the
tenderness of a kiss he drifted back to earth as he found
Glenn once again waging war with his tongue, searching for
the soul within his lover.  As his consciousness returned he
felt the warmth of Glenn's body on his, the stabbing pain of
the clamps and the wetness up his abdomen and chest where
Glenn had shot at the same time covering him with the fluid
of life.  Glenn rose and as he took one hand to rub the area
he used the other to remove a clamp.  As the blood returned
Glenn massaged the nipple to reduce the pain.  When the
first was done he repeated his actions on the second.
Moving down on the bed he loosened the bindings on Mars'
scrotum and left him bound only at the extremities.  He
began to lick up his semen cleaning off Mars' torso holding
each precious drop in his mouth.  When he completed his task
he again engaged in a deep kiss with his lover sharing the
fluids he had gathered.

After a long kiss, Glenn removed the balance of the
bindings, facing each other with arms and legs wrapped
tightly around each other they pulled the bedding up and
fell deeply asleep in each others arms.

Morning found them still embraced as a knock on the door
woke them.

"Are you guys coming down for breakfast?" yelled Evan from
out in the hall.

"Sure can we have enough time to get cleaned up and dress?"
asked Mars.

"Put a move on it, there's a lot to get done today and it's
already 9:30 sleepy heads!" responded Evan. "By the way
Glenn, Don has something he wants to talk to you about,
sounds important, get moving!"

"All right, all right we've moving," replied both as they
reluctantly rose from bed and headed towards the bath.

Their shower wasn't the fastest ever but between washing
each other and a few kisses here and there they managed to
get out, get everything done as needed get dressed and head
for the kitchen.

"Good morning!" welcomed Don as the two entered the room.
"Everyone else has gone on to finish some part of their prep
for Christmas.  I think a few of the trees are already done.
How are you guys coming with the trees?"

"Good morning to you too! I think they are coming along
should have them done today, Mars will have to see what his
partner is doing and pick up from there, you and I should
have everything under control if the stuff we ordered has
arrived. Evan said you had something you wanted to discuss
with me," said Glenn.

"Yes I do but grab a plate first and I'll explain."

As the two finished filling their plates they seated
themselves next to Don at the table.

"Well shoot Dad, what's up?" asked Glenn.

"First of all I notice a certain glow around both of you
this morning, would I be wrong to imagine you became much
more closely reunited last night?"

"Sir, I know there is a problem with our ages but we truly
love each other, is there any thing you can do to help us?"
asked Mars with a note of heavy concern in his voice.

"As a matter of fact there is, that's what I wanted to
discuss.  Glenn with you being under eighteen that poses a
problem, not only for you as a minor, but for me as your
guardian and for 7(,)I presume Mars as he is over eighteen.
However if the court were petitioned to have you emancipated
then you would no longer be viewed as a minor, but as an
adult."

"Is that possible?" asked Mars.

"In this case I really believe so.  Since technically
Terrence Johnson is no longer alive and Mrs. Johnson most
definitely is not either, with the estate and the situation
leading to the current circumstances I believe that I could
as your attorney petition successfully for your
emancipation.  Greg and Craig thought about it and asked.
After investigation it seems that the benefits might be
worthwhile.  Of course I would no longer be your guardian; I
would just be your attorney."

"Could I still call you Dad?" inquired Glenn with a rather
mischievous look.

"Son you can always call me Dad no matter what, and if you
get out of line I'll still turn you over my knee and blister
your ass!" said Don with a chuckle.

"Oh please, Daddy would you?" begged Glenn.

"I think we have a monster on our hands!" sighed Mars.

"No not on our hands I believe more likely over our knees.
Mars I don't know if you are fully aware of just what this
miscreant desires," said Don.

"I believe I do and I think perhaps it is all the more
reason for his emancipation, it might be easier on everyone
around here," said Mars.

"Very well then as soon as I have the papers ready I'll have
you sign them Glenn and hopefully it won't take too long for
them to be processed."

"Thanks Dad!"

"You're welcome son!"

As soon as breakfast was finished, Mars went hunting for
Coach and Don and Glenn went to check on their delivery.

By noon all the trees had been finished.  Lunch was a free
for all with everyone commenting on how no one else had a
chance, their tree would be the top one.  Craig just laughed
to himself as he thought about the fact that in his mind
they were all winners and craftily along with George and
Greg they had devised six categories and each tree would
take the award for their own category.  All would be first
place winners.

After lunch Craig pulled Mars and Glenn aside and asked them
if they were ready to meet with their fathers and in Glenn's
case with Matt as well.  Each affirmed that they had thought
about what had been said and being no time like the present
agreed it was time to face the three men who had caused such
devastation in their lives.

Mars entered the room occupied only by his father.  Cameras
were trained on each part of the room so that it was under
constant surveillance.  Any action would be seen and with
the collar that Mars father was wearing, he could be halted
in any action instantly.

"Mars, can you forgive me?" asked his father as he entered
the room.

"Forgive you? For killing my Mother and wanting to kill me,
why should I ?"

"Son."

"Don't call me Son, you lost your right to that when you
took your stand against me and then murdered Mom and my
Aunt!"

"I'm sorry, oh I wish I could make you understand just how
sorry I am! I love you and wish that you could love me," he
said as tears  began to fall.

"Craig Bellows felt that I should treat you as the slave you
have become so that I can set in my mind the fact that I no
longer need to answer to you.  I have grown and become the
Master of my own life and perhaps if I treated you as a
Master would treat a slave we would both understand that and
I could go on with my life."

"Please do as you wish with me, I have been taught the type
of love I condemned you for. I wish that you would show me
your love, take me do as you wish, I am here for you to
command. Nothing would please me more than to share that
love I denied you before."

"I believe you, I've seen some of the training and how you
have responded.  You hated me when I told you that I needed
to love another man, I couldn't be happy with a woman.  You
vowed to end my life and when Mom stood up for me you went
after her and took her life.  If I raped you now as a Master
would do a slave it would only be showing you the love I
wished I would be able to give to you.  But now, I can't see
you deserving that love.  I want to love you but if I did, I
would regret for the rest of my life that we could not
remain in a position to exchange our love.  You are now in a
state of mind where you have learned to crave the attention
of another man.  You see what you have done to me and want
my love, the love that you so callously tried to not only
throw away but destroy.  You destroyed that which I loved
most dearly.  If I so much as touched you let alone fucked
you I would only be giving you what you desire.  No, I'm not
going to do that, I'm going to call in the whip master and
have him whip you in my presence and then I am going to ask
that you be removed from here to someplace distant where you
will never be able to see me again nor ever hurt anyone."

`Sir, I understand and await your pleasure - I truly am
sorry - but I understand, Sir.'

Hearing Mars request and second guessing what he would say
and do, Craig had readied the Whip Master and had him enter
the room as Mars had fallen silent with his statement of
intentions.

"Thank you for coming Whip Master, I want you to punish this
man who was supposed to be my father.  With my Mother I was
conceived.  When he found my life's desires he disowned me.
My wish is for you to leave marks for him to remember this
day for the rest of his life.  He has come to enjoy true sex
with other men and if you can, I wish for you to leave him
with disfigured genitals that will never again bring him
pleasure. Should your whip act serve as a knife I would wish
bobbing and the loss of his balls to be his fate."

"Mars, Sir, you don't really mean that do you? You would
have that done to your own father?" pleaded Dan as the Whip
Master looked on without emotion.

"My father is dead to me!  He died totally when my Mother
was laid to rest. If I believed my father still existed I
would run to him and want to share my love with him.  The
being I see before me now is not my father.  A father could
not reject his son as you have done. Whip Master would you
begin."

Mars stepped back against the wall so as to be out of range
as the whip began its punishing path through the air.  The
whoosh of the air suddenly being snapped as the crack
resounded throughout the room followed by the blood curdling
cries as each blow cut through the skin.  As Mars had been
lecturing, the Whip Master had bound Dan Goodrich to a frame
to prepare him for what was coming.  It had only taken
moments for him to be secured to the frame and with a kidney
belt placed to hold the main shaft of his dick upright in
place against his body his glans would still be accessable,
when Mars ordered, the Whip Master had commenced his task.

Each of the blows was sure to leave permanent scars as it
tore though the skin.  Dan would be lucky not to bleed to
death from the ordeal.  As the tip of the whip attacked his
scrotum the screams turned more animalistic in nature until
the hoarseness overcame him and Dan became incapable of
sound.  Any contents of his stomach soon vacated his body.
Urine stained the floor and had he not been thoroughly
cleaned out he would have been sure to have lost any
contents of his bowels by now.  He passed out and the whip
came to a halt until he could be revived.  On the fourth
snap of the whip his eyes glazed over as the tip took with
it his scrotum and contents and they were slung against the
far wall.  The sight and realization of what had happened
caused him to pass out once again. As soon as he was revived
one more skillfully placed blow removed the head of his
dick, never again would he gain pleasure through his useless
appendage.  From now on it could only be used to rid his
body of piss.  Only his rear tunnel remained for other men,
real men to bring them to the height of passion. Again he
passed out only to be revived immediately with another
bucket of salt water.  As he regained consciousness he
sobbed as he realized what had been done.

"Enough!" ordered Mars, the task was completed, it was time
to move on to other things, the man he had known as his
father had been dealt with, he turned and  exited the room.

The doctor, standing by, entered, and with cauterization
equipment ready, cauterized the stub left, to stop the
bleeding.  He quickly used a solution over Dan's entire body
to help stop the bleeding and with the assistance of the
Whip Master, removed Dan from the frame and placed him on a
gurney to take him to another area where he could attend to
his wounds.  Craig entered the doctor's exam room and viewed
the carnage, then checked with the doctor on the amount of
time that would be required for Dan to recover sufficiently
to travel.  With that information in mind he made
preparations for Dan to travel to Dahra.  He knew that Dan
would not be a slave that the Retrainer would want and let
the slave house know that it would be preferable for him to
be sold to the most notorious slave master in Dahra, known
for his ill treatment of slaves.  Whether his life would be
shortened or not, he knew at least, the balance of it would
be as painful as possible. Craig didn't usually wish to be
spiteful but felt that in this way Mars would come to grips
with his father.  He didn't really feel that Mars was
spiteful but instead had subscribed to the biblical "eye for
an eye" administration of justice.

Glenn had a totally different opinion of his desire in
handling both his father and the man he had thought to be a
good friend.

He requested that Matt be brought in first he wished to deal
with him then leave him there as he dealt with his father.
He had requested an assortment of tools to use with the two
men.  As Matt was escorted into the room he verified that a
collar had been attached to his neck and in Glenn's
possession was one of the controllers.  He decided that a
test would be appropriate and set it at about thirty percent
of its possible strength.  When Matt entered the room he
welcomed him and then hit the button to charge the collar.
The burst of energy brought Matt to his knees quickly as
agony was all too apparent on his face.

"You lied to me, and said you were really my father! Then
you tried to kill me.  All of my life I thought you were my
friend but then when my father kicked me out you were no
where to be found.  Why did you do this to me?"

"Your mother wanted it done, I have always loved her,
whatever she wanted I would have done.  It may not have been
right but we don't need any more queers in this world so by
helping her and your father I was trying to help the world."

"Really and you think a queer is someone who takes it up the
ass or sucks on another man's dick don't you."

"Yeah that's most of it!"

"You think so? What if you were to do that? Would that make
you a queer? From what I understand you all ready have done
it," shouted Glenn.

"I've been raped since I've been here, I didn't enjoy it,
I'm not a queer!"

"Really, well we will see about that.  Over the horse!"

"You little shit, you think I'm going to obey you?"

Matt crumpled to the floor as Glenn raised the power by a
notch and zapped him.

"Now would you like to reconsider? Or shall I turn it up a
little more?" asked Glenn as Matt returned to control of his
body.  Lifting himself off the floor he reluctantly headed
for the horse.

"Lie down on your back!" ordered Glenn.  Pulling one arm and
then the other Glenn fastened Matt's wrists to the legs of
the horse.  He then pulled a strap over the abdomen and
pulled it tight. Lifting one leg at a time he pulled it up
and over just out from Matt's ear fastening it in place.
Then the other leg was fastened as the first had been.  With
the legs up Matt's ass was raised and his sphincter was in a
very prominent position.  Glenn dipped his fingers into a
jar of lube and tenderly began a sensual massage of Matt's
rosebud.  As one hand messaged the entrance to his ass the
other hand worked it's way up and down Matt's shaft as it
grew and stood straighter and sturdier under the
ministrations.
Pre-cum started to flow from his piss-slit as sounds of
moaning could be heard.  One finger penetrated the sphincter
and worked its way around, in and out, messaging its way
deeper and deeper into its prey.  Then another finger joined
the first and stretched and massaged.  As the two found that
pleasure button Glenn deftly worked the organ felicitating
more sounds of pleasure to come from Matt.  All the time the
other hand was slowly milking Matt's cock.  It was now
straining as the pleasure was rising within him.
The third finger made its way and now Matt's ass seemed to
pulling the fingers in, each time they began to withdraw the
sphincter seemed to tighten trying desperately to hold them
within.  As the muscles flexed they seemed to be drawing the
fingers deeper and deeper into the cavity.  As the glans
under his ministrations began to flare and pulsate more
Glenn pulled back and grabbed the scrotum with a death-like
grip and brought Matt back from the edge.  He then took his
position and ever so gently positioned his own cock right at
Matt's passageway.  With a little nudge the sphincter opened
like a flower and vacuumed his dick into the velvety passage
within.  A sigh of pleasure escaped from Matt's lips as
Glenn slowly and lovingly started his movement in and out.
Within moments Matt was shouting," Fuck me, ram it in, let
me feel it!"  Glenn continued to piston his body within
Matt.  As Matt continued to yell encouragement Glenn moved
the angle of his thrust ever so slightly.  Each thrust
struck a slightly different area, most of them assaulting
the prostate in same way.  Suddenly Matt clamped down as his
orgasm overtook him and sensing what was happening and his
own impending orgasm Glenn pulled from Matt and as he added
just a further stroke or two with his hand, shot from Matt's
forehead, across his chest with numerous spurts and finally
deposited the last of his shots on Matt's abdomen.  At the
same time Matt had blown off and his volleys had reached
from his chin downward mixing with those of Glenn, with the
last several flooding down over his shaft and he became
totally drained.

Glenn moved around to his head and lowering the support
caused Matt's head to lean backward towards the floor.  "Now
clean me off, queer!" ordered Glenn.

Without hesitation Matt opened his mouth and accepted
Glenn's cock.  He lovingly began to suck and lick removing
any vestiges of that which might have been left behind.

"Now who's the queer?" asked Glenn as his hand moved across
Matt's chest gathering the semen with his fingers and
lifting it let it fall into Matt's mouth.  Matt swallowed
every drop and licked his lips.

Matt could only close his eyes in shame; he realized that he
had done what he had always wanted to do.  He had been
humiliated and topped by the one person he had always lusted
for.  Every since Glenn had started to come of age he had
started to grow into the type of guy that Matt would not
admit he lusted for. His bravado had kept him from admitting
it and now this boy turned man had taken him, totally and
completely without reservation.

Little did he realize that Terrence had been positioned to
have to watch what was happening.  He had continued to
comment on the circumstances as the scene had developed.  He
would not be humiliated this way; no little shit was going
to do that to him.  Matt ended up being just a much of a
pansy as Glenn was.  He'd show them both how a man acted.

Matt was left on the horse as Terrence was shown into the
room.

"So, do you think that proves anything? Matt evidently
wasn't much of a man if a little shit like you could turn
him queer like that."

"Oh, and I guess you think you'll be impossible to break?"
queried Glenn.

"I sure as hell won't be broke by some little queer like
you," he spat at Glenn.

"Really, I guess we'll just have to see about that," said
Glenn as he hit the reset control and zapped Terrence with a
fifty percent setting.

Terrence ended up floundering on the floor like a fish as
his nervous system seemed to explode within himself.

With the assistance of the guard accompanying Terrence he
was soon on a frame, his wrists bound above him stretched to
the limit, his ankles done likewise.

As Glenn opened the cabinet door he pulled out several items
and put them on a cart and rolled it over in front of
Terrence.  First there was a series of weights that fastened
nicely on the PA hanging through his dick.  The weight
pulled his dick towards the floor and started a general ache
in his abdomen.  A ball stretcher found its way encircling
his scrotum and forcing his balls downward a good distance
from his shaft.  Soon bungee cords were attached to the d
rings encircling the leather apparatus and they were
extended downward to a round weight with holes around the
edges to accept the hooks of the cords.  An even greater
pain began through his abdomen; this pain was beginning to
become serious.

The next item Glenn pulled from his collection was a set of
butterfly clamps with a chain between them.  So delicate in
appearance but when the wings took their bite on each side
of the nipples and then the chain was let to drop the weight
forced a very painful level of compression on each nipple.
Terrence let out a yell as each butterfly sank its way into
his nipples.  The chain being not quite long enough Glenn
added a small bungee cord to it and stretched it to the PA.
The additional stress kicked the pain up another notch and
it did nothing to relieve the pressure downward on the PA
and his dick.

Enlarged and unbelieving eyes stared back at Glenn as he
picked a small tawse in his hand an approached Terrence once
more.  With a flick of the wrist the tiny strands of leather
felt like bee stings as Glenn addressed each square inch of
Terrence's body with the tawse.  Little red welts appeared
everywhere as the blows became harder and harder.  Just as
Terrence thought Glenn must surely be done, Glenn fastened a
bar across the frame in front of him right at waist level.
With the flick of a few switches Terrence's body was bent in
half with his upper torso parallel with the floor.  Glenn
moved around behind him and with expert accuracy began to
assault the back of his balls and the crack of his ass. The
dozen or more strands of the tawse changed in feeling from
bees to hornets as Glenn worked his way over the area.  He
laid down the tawse and picked up another instrument, a
single leather strand with a stud placed in the end.  With
an immense amount of power the stud found its way forcefully
on first one of his testicles and then the other.  Terrence
passed out with the pain that emanated from his midsection.
After throwing a bucket of cold water on him to revive him,
Terrence came too only to realize that the cold water had
also contained salt and each and every wound with its tiny
spot of blood now shouted in pain as the salt interacted.
One more flick of the leather strand and it hit dead center
on his rosebud.  His animalistic cry of pain shocked even
him as he could not believe such an unearthly sound could
come from any earthly creature.

Glenn put down his tools of torture and stepping up behind
Terrence began to massage the area most recently accosted.
On his fingers was an anointment that would deaden the pain.
As the pleasure increased, the pain decreased.  Again as he
had done before he worked one finger around and then in.
The first was followed by two fingers, as they went deeper
they assaulted the prostate and caused more pleasurable
feelings to wash over Terrence.  The weights had remained on
his cock and balls, but Glenn found time to remove the
clamps from his tits and once the shock of the returning
blood had subsided the area also received a gentle massage.
The occasional brushing of the hands over the nipples only
heightened the excitement. The shrieks of agony soon were
replaced with the moans of pleasure.  Once Glenn felt he had
successfully opened Terrence's ass he inserted a metal
dildo, well lubricated. He fastened a lead to the PA and
insuring sufficient conductive gel turned on the power
source.   The setting was very gently at first then
increased to a more stimulating level.  At no time did he
wish to approach a discomforting level so it was kept low.

With this approach the pleasure could only increase.  Glenn
kept a cautious eye for any signs that Terrence might be
ready to approach orgasm and saw to it to make any
adjustments needed to avoid that occurrence.  For over an
hour Glenn and the machine continued to stimulate Terrence.
He was becoming delirious in his desire to come to orgasm.
Suddenly Glenn turned off the power supply and pulled off
the lead and then removed the dildo.  Terrence almost cried
as the empty feeling washed over him.  He actually asked for
it to be returned.  Instead Glenn stepped up behind him and
thrust his cock into him.  Allowing just a few moments he
then began first a gentle and then a forceful fuck of his
victim, all the while, he was being begged to continue.
Glenn climaxed before Terrence could and Glenn promptly
pulled back out, allowing his juices to run down Terrence's
legs.

Glenn went over to the horse and unfastened Matt from the
horse.  As Matt had been able to watch all that occurred
with Terrence his cock was standing at full attention.
Glenn reached forward and grabbing him by his cock led him
over behind Terrence.  Without a word he pushed Matt forward
lining him up with his cock still in his hand.  Having
picked up a cane from his cart he removed his hand as Matt's
cock found its way home, a swift flick of his other wrist
and the cane landed solidly across Matt's rump.  The shock
drove him forward and he buried himself in the tunnel before
him.  Glenn pulled him back slightly and struck again with
the cane.  No sooner had he bottomed out Matt pulled back
and without further encouragement thrust back in.   This
continued for several minutes until Terrence's sphincter
clamped down as he hit that orgasm.  The force of the
tunnel's contraction brought Matt over the edge as well and
he exploded sending another ample quantity of his sperm,
this time into Terrence's rectum.  When the two had finished
Glenn pulled Matt away from Terrence and moved him around in
front.  With Terrence still in the bent over position, Glenn
simply moved Matt forward as he also grabbed Terrence's ear
to lift his head.  Terrence knew what was expected and
opened his mouth to receive Matt's dripping cock.

"I guess we have seen how the queers are around here haven't
we?" declared Glenn as he pulled Matt away from Terrence one
last time.


"I think we will have to arrange a few more get togethers
for the two of you since you seem to enjoy each others
company so well!" laughed Glenn.

With a cuff he fastened Matt to the edge of the frame while
he unfastened Terrence.  Then he had them both standing next
to each other he grabbed a couple more sets of handcuffs and
placing one end each through their collars brought their
faces within inches of each other.  The other set of cuffs
got one end each attached and clamped as far closed as
possible around the root of their cocks behind their
ballsacks, with the short chains attached to the cuffs they
were held together quite closely at the neck and the groin.

"I think a little time alone fastened this way should prove
enjoyable for both of you.  Since Matt, you have had a
chance to fuck Dad I think it only right that he should have
the chance to fuck you.  I know it might not be the most
comfortable position but if you try I think you can manage
it.  Besides I think it should be entertaining, so go to it.

They each were afraid to speak but couldn't figure out what
to do.  As they stood there not moving Glenn reset the
controller to activate both of the collars and at about
twenty percent.  A quick zap and they suddenly figured out a
way to do as they were told.  With them on the floor as the
zap had left them Matt lifted his legs and Terrence rotated
the cuff around Matt's balls so that the chain was
underneath.  This position allowed him to line up his cock
and enter Matt.  It took some doing but penetration was
finally achieved and they went at it.  The fact that they
were fastened at the neck didn't make it any easier but as
the passions rose their tongues got busier and they were
soon just as serious on either end.  Sweat covered their
bodies as they labored faster and faster towards a climax.
The meds they had been kept on were certainly working to
their advantage.  Otherwise two men of their ages would
never have been able to climax as often as they had this
afternoon.

After Glenn had left the room, Greg oversaw the transfer of
the two men back to the cell block.  Finding it entertaining
the way Glenn had left them he gave instructions that they
not be separated until the next day.  It seems that the two
would get even more acquainted that evening.

Mars and Glenn met with Craig in his office after the whole
ordeal was over.

"Do you feel any better?" asked Craig.

"I do but I'm just concerned if I was too harsh?" responded
Mars.

"In what way?" asked Craig.

"He was my father, is it right for me to treat him the way
it 10(he) seemed to treat me?" replied Mars.

"You were justified in what you did, it may have been
drastic but he did murder your Mother and your Aunt.  Do you
feel sorry for treating him the way you did?" asked Craig.

"To a certain extent, I guess what I had done to him he
deserved but maybe he shouldn't be sent away."

"That's your decision, just tell me what you want and I'll
arrange it, or unarranged it."

"I know I couldn't have a physical love with him, no matter
what, but maybe it would be better to keep him here if
that's all right with you.  I don't know which would be more
punishment for him, to be here and aware of what I am doing
and the fact that I am alive and thriving or sending him off
where he could die earlier and not have to think about me,
or at least not be reminded of me all the time."

"I think he will be reminded of you all the time no matter
where he is.  Here his life will probably be longer and so
he could suffer more but it would not be on your conscious
that you sent him off to a place where he was worked to
death and probably mistreated.  Here he will suffer pain but
at the same time excellent medical care and not be worked to
death.  Whatever your decision may be I will follow
through."

"Thank you, Just don't send him away quite yet.  Let me
think about it for a day or two, OK?" asked Mars.

"No problem, that I can do.  And you Glenn how do you feel
about things?"

"Great, I found a way to get rid of my anger and let them
know just how I felt while I managed to degrade them totally
and turn them into what they seemed to find so wrong with
me."

"You have started a very delicate but subtle changing of
their psyche.  They will never be the same again.  From this
point they can be restructured to accept their new life and
actually learn to enjoy it or they could be buried in a
quagmire of uncertainty and confusion.  I know at this point
you wanted to cause them pain and that you did but do you
want them to be rebuilt or totally destroyed?"

"Now that you put it that way, I think I understand.  I need
a certain amount of pain to enjoy certain aspects of my
pleasures.  I find uses of pain to heighten my relationships
and show my love because through the pain I can bring
someone I love to a greater level of passion.  Perhaps for
all the hate I have had for both of them I can show them
love if we set about now to realign their mindset and teach
them to accept what we are giving them.  Perhaps with the
right training they could learn to accept and welcome that
love.  Wouldn't it be funny if we caused them to fall in
love with each other after all these years when they were
competing for my Mother's love and she really wasn't willing
to give it to either of them?"

"I think you both may have grown more than you think today.
Mars let me know what you decide."

"Yes sir, I will, and thank you.  I don't think a team of
psychologists could have accomplished today what you have
with both of us."

"I think it's time we get ready for dinner but first, Glenn
stop by Don's office, I think he has some papers for you to
sign and then if you guys are interested we were considering
a work out session this evening for whoever's interested."

"With full "encouragement"?" asked Glenn.

"That is our normal you little imp, now that you've wormed
your way into them."

"Wormed his way into them, what am I missing?" asked Mars.

"Let's just say if you would feel more comfortable asking
your Uncle Bill I believe he can explain but  on the other
hand if you are as serious about Glenn as I think you are,
you will probably be there anyway," answered Craig.

 To be continued

Written by Rod

Copyright 2005 by Rod

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