Date: Mon, 8 Feb 2016 10:11:23 +1100
From: Bastian Ward <meetingfrogs@outlook.com>
Subject: THE HOUSE OF BASTIAN, CHAPTER II, Leading Mitch Astray

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THE HOUSE OF BASTIAN

CHAPTER II

Leading Mitch Astray

     A few of days later, and Leo's crotch has started to get very
itchy, as he hadn't thought to keep his it shaved.  The other guys had
started to notice him itching and wanted to know what was going on.

     "Hey, Leo what's up?  You got crabs or somethin'?" asked Steve.

     "Um, what?"

     "You've been scratching yourself all day, mate.  What's up with
that?"

    "Nothin'"

    "Then stop scratchin' yourself.  Fuck. Ya' makin' me itchy."
Said Steve as he started to scratch his crotch.

    "Sorry, Steve." He said as he walked out of the room.

     Spence glared at him even more menacing than usual when Leo almost
ran into him.  It was at that point that Leo decided he needed some more
advice.

    I looked up at the knock at the door.  "Bastian, I gotta do
somethin' about this damn itch."

    "Well, hello Leo. And how are you on this fine morning?"

    "Um, yeah, sorry Bastian, I guess I'm a little distracted this
morning.  How are you?"

    "I'm fine, thanks for asking.  What seems to be the problem Leo?"

    He stood there scratching his crotch, with an incredulous look all
over his face.  "What haven't you noticed I'm scratching my nuts raw
here?  It seems everyone else has."

    "Why would you want to do that for?" I asked.

    "I don't know.  Maybe it's because they're fuckin' itchy."  He
was starting to raise his voice.

    "Don't take that tone with me, boy" I said quietly.

    "Sorry, Sir," he said as he dropped his gaze.

     I told him that if he had given it any thought, he would have
realised that the reason his crotch was itchy, was for the same reason
his face gets itchy when he doesn't shave for a few days.  It's because
the hair is growing through and they are forcing the pores of his skin to
open, and that was what was making his crotch itchy.

    So I told him to shave, down there.  I opened a draw of my desk and
threw a tube of crème at him and told him to rub it into the skin night
and day.  Just to help keep the skin clean and to stop any irritation.

    He thanked me and went off to attend to his new toilet regime.

    A couple of days later I woke Leo up and told him to meet me in the
garage, I told him to ignore the 'Do Not Disturb' sign on the door.
This time Leo almost bowled me over in his race to get to the shower,
with the biggest grin plastered all over his face.

    I had everything ready by the time he got down to the garage.  Just
like the last time he came down only in his towel, and stood on the metal
bar with his fingers laced behind his neck.

    I put the stool in front of him and took a seat, noting the fact that
his towel was pretty tented.  I undid his towel and let it pool at his
feet and inspected his crotch, there were some hairs that he had missed
around his scrotum.  Which I took care of for him.  Then I worked his
balls and scrotum into the backing ring, and again grabbed the head of
his penis and squeezed harder this time, than I did the last time.

    Leo whimpered a little bit.  After that I had worked it through the
backing ring as well.  I then lubed the sheath and worked it over his
cock, and snapped the lock closed.  Leo lowered his arms.

    I shot up and snapped, "Did I tell you, you could move?"

    "Um, no Sir," he said, as his hands clamped back behind his neck.

    "Right, then from now on. You do not move without my permission.  Is
that understood?" I growled quietly.

  "Um, yes, Sir.  Sorry Sir."

    "Better.  Now we need to run over your hygiene, as you seem totally
incapable of reading the instructions and understanding them.

     When you go to the toilet you will sit down.

     When you have finished you will clean up with toilet paper, and make
sure you wipe all the urine out of the sheath as well.

     When you have a shower you will wash your cock through the slots in
the sheath.

     You will then make sure it is all dry by using the hair dryer.

     Do you understand?"

    "Yes Sir!  Thank you, Sir, for helping me, Sir!  I do appreciate it,
Sir!

     Um, how long am I going to wear it this time, Sir?"

      "Until this time tomorrow, then I will check you over again and if
you have no skin irritation or pressure areas then it will go back on
until I say otherwise.  Understood?"

       "Thank you, Sir."

       "Now, go get dressed and have breakfast.  There is some shopping
I need you to do."

       "Um, today, Sir?"

       "Is that a problem?" I growled.

      "Um, no?  Sir."

      "Good.  That's what I thought too.  You can go now."

      With that Leo grabbed his towel and left.

     I called him into the office about an hour later and gave him a
shopping list, some money and sent him on his way.  I had a little
chuckle to myself when I heard the front door close, and got back to
business.

      I took a break and got myself some lunch, and I noticed that Leo
had come back from shopping and assumed he must be in the house
somewhere.  But I didn't lay eyes on him until dinner time, he was
joining in the usual evening's hustle and bustle.  Although I did think
he looked a little `strained', or was that just my imagination?

       Still he joined in and helped with all the evenings' chores and
had an early night.  Everyone wished him a goodnight, but I did wonder if
he was going to have a good night or not.

       The following morning Leo got himself up and down to the garage
and was waiting for me.  He had even assumed the position without me
having to say anything.

       "Mornin' Leo, sleep well did we?"

      "No, Sir, I did not sleep much at all, Sir!"

      "That's a shame," I said, "and it was such a good night for
sleeping.  I wonder why you didn't sleep so well.  I hope you didn't
disturbed Steve, after all he was the one to help secure your place
here."

      "No, Sir, I did not disturbed Steve.  He was a sleep each time I
looked."

      "That's good to hear.  So, what can I do for you on this fine
morning?"

      "Please, Sir.  If it's Ok with you, Sir.  I would like to get
this chastity device off now, please."

      "Hmmm, Ok.  Seeing as you asked so nicely."

       "I must say you seem to be having some problems making up your
mind about whether you want the device on or not.  I may not put it back
on after today, seeing as you can't seem to make up your mind."

      Wisely Leo remained silent.

      I got my stool and took the keys out of my pocket and undid the
lock.  I set it aside and turned my attention to the sheath, which I
removed from the shaft of his penis.  I set that aside and worked the
ring off his cock and balls.

      I heard Leo sigh audibly, and again his cock sprang to attention.

      I checked him again for any broken skin or signs of any pressure
areas.  I then turned my attention back to the sheath of the chastity
device and was pleased to see that there was no great aroma of piss
emanating from it, like it had the last time.  In fact I couldn't find
any signs of urine at all, so I was pleased with that, and I told him
so.  Again with no real reason for it I slowly rapped my hand around his
cock and began to slowly pump it.

       I mean I'm not gay, and Ok sure, I had fooled around with my
mates when I first reached puberty.  Who didn't? But when I noticed
girls I stopped playing with my mates and hadn't really looked at
another guy like that since.  Until now.  Now here I am teasing this
young buck trying to ensure that this orgasm is really explosive.

       But I can't shake the question, who am I actually doing this for,
him or me?  And I do have a house full of young fit males, but I've
never wanted to do `anything' with them.  So why Leo?  Is it because he
asked for my help.  Can I blame this all on him?

     Anyway, I reminded him to tell me when he was getting close to
cumming, and preceded to slow stroke him.  This time I kept him at it for
almost a dozen times.  After he ejaculated, which I think was even more
explosive for him this time, it was certainly louder; and he lay on the
ground trying to catch his breath.

       I had a pair of handcuffs in my back pocket; I pulled his hands
behind his back and locked them together using the handcuffs.  I roped
his ankles together and tied them to the handcuffs; effectively hog-tying
him.  When I was sure he was all trussed up.  I started to stroke his
cock again, but this time I ran my hand over the head of his cock.  Now
he was begging me to stop, but as I continued to stroke him and his cock
started to stiffen he started to plead with me to stop, and trying to
twist away from me and by trying to closing his legs together over his
cock.  So I couldn't get to it.

     But he really couldn't stop me, and I continued to stroke him until
he cum again.  This time it wasn't as much, but it was every bit as
intense for him.

     I undid his legs and removed the handcuffs.  I told him to make sure
he cleaned up the floor.  I collected the chastity device and his towel
and left the garage.

     It wasn't until I got to the bathroom that I realised what I had
done.  I was going to turn around straight away and take his towel back
to him.  But then I thought about it and all the guys walked around naked
on their way to or from one of the bathrooms.  So it wasn't like it
would be totally unusual and, as I was standing there, trying to remember
if Leo had ever done the nudie walk, and I just for the life of me I
couldn't remember.

      I was broken out of my revere when the bathroom door was pushed
open and there stood Leo in all his glory.  "Sorry mate, I will be
finished here in a minute."

      "That's Ok," he mumbled, "I just remembered I have to get a
clean towel anyway."

      With that he turned and walked down the passage to the linen press
and got himself a clean towel.  I must admit the boy did have a great
bubble butt, and wondered if that was something else I had studied on any
of the other guys.  But I couldn't recall any of their asses to mind so
I didn't think so.

      Anyway Leo was on his way back and I was finished, so I went and
had breakfast, and let Leo have the bathroom.  As we passed each other in
the passage I reached out real quick and tweaked his dick, making him
jump and yelp.

      Later in the day I called Leo into my office and told him it was
high time he went and joined the gym, as all the other boys had and I
really wasn't sure why I hadn't got onto him about it sooner.

     It was always my intention for all of my boys to leave here in the
best possible physical and mental shape they could.  To that end I had an
arrangement with my Personal Trainer that I would send all the boys to
him and he would whip them into shape physically.  The other part of it
was that I would put any of the boys, who wanted to through school, be
that their VCE, college, or TAFE. The boys who didn't want to do that
had to get some kind of a job.  I was trying to have the boys leave here
feeling loved and respected, and in their best possible condition.  So
they could make their way in the world, and make something of themselves
if they wanted to.

      I told Leo he had an appointment at the gym latter that day.  I
also told him that I wanted to know, by the end of the day, what he
wanted to do with himself.  Be that school/college, get an apprenticeship
in something, or a job.  I told him I didn't know why I was dragging my
chain with him, but now it was time for him to get going.  He was the
only one hanging around the house not doing anything.

     He wanted to know when he could wear the chastity device
permanently, and I told him I hadn't decided yet.  I then told him he
had things to do, so he left my office and I didn't see him again until
dinner.

*************

     A week had gone by and Leo had started working out regularly at the
gym, and appeared too really like it.  He had also enrolled in an
Accounting course that he wanted to do, so I was happy he really seemed
to have gotten his life back on track.  He was getting on really well
with the other guys and seemed to have a good handle on life again, so I
decided that it was time to give him the rest of what he felt he needed.

      I went into his room early one morning and told him to meet me
downstairs.  He bolted from his bed, had a shower and found me waiting
for him in the garage.

     "Now, Leo you've started to workout.  Your course starts in a
week.  I feel I have to ask you if you really need this now."  I asked
as I held up his chastity device.

      "Oh, yes Sir.  Please, Sir, I still have to masturbate 6-7 times a
day, Sir.  Even though I am working out at the gym 3 times a week, and
I'm going to increase it to another session a week.  And I know my
course starts in a week, I think I'm just not going to be able to stop
beating my meat, Sir.  So, please, PLEASE, Sir.

       Please can I have my chastity device on now?  Please, Sir.  I
really need it Sir.  Please."

      "OK, but you do know that this time it stays on until I want to
take it off.  You understand that, don't you?"

      "Oh, yes, Sir.  I do know that when you put it on this time, it
could be on forever."

      "And, what happens if you meet someone you really like?"

      "Um, well, Sir.  If they really like me then they would
understand, I hope, Sir.  If not then maybe they aren't the right one
for me, Sir."

     "Ok then.  If this is really what you want.  Then drop the towel
and assume the position."

      Without a moment's hesitation Leo's towel fell to the floor and
he locked his hands together behind his neck.  Eyes straight ahead.  And
his legs spread slightly apart.

      I got the stool and the other paraphernalia that I needed and made
myself comfortable.  When I looked at Leo's cock, there was a thin line
of clear precum leaking from the head of his penis.

      "Do you want to cum once more before I lock you up again?"

      "That's your decision now, Sir, not mine."

      So I went ahead and checked how good he had been keeping himself
shaved, and as I couldn't remember him scratching himself during the
past week, and I couldn't remember anyone else remarking on it.  I could
only assume that he had kept shaving.  As I checked there were only a few
stray hairs that he had missed, and there were no blemishes on the skin,
so he must have been using the crème as well.  So I was pleased with
that.

      I worked his cock and balls into the backing ring, and made sure
the skin of the scrotum wasn't caught up anywhere.  I applied lube to
the sheath and worked it over the shaft of his cock, but this time;
instead of just locking the padlock into place myself.  I held the lock
out to Leo.

      "Sir?" he queried.

      "If this is really what you want, then you have to lock it up
yourself.  But before you do, I feel I have to tell you that this could
turn out to be a PERMANENT arrangement.  I really want you to think about
this, and all the implications."  I said as I looked at him, with the
lock resting in the palm of my hand.

       "You may never get to see your cock again.  Are you prepared for
that?"

      Without another word, Leo took the lock out of my hand and managed
to work it into the device himself and snapped it shut.

      I took out a rubber band and wrapped it around the lock, and I told
him that that was there to stop the lock making any noise as it bounced
against the device.  I then held out my hand for the keys, and Leo gave
them to me.  He picked up the towel and left the garage without another
word, or backwards glance.  I pocketed the keys and went and had
breakfast.

    And that was how Leo began his first day of being a caged cock, and
again I had to wonder if he fully understood all the implications that
went with that.  Oh well, time would tell.

   All week I made sure I was available to Leo if he wanted to talk about
anything, but he seemed not to try and get me on my own. I used the week
to observe him and see how he was going.  The bulge in his pants was a
bit more noticeable than it had been, and I thought it hung a bit lower
than it used to, but then I reasoned it was heavier now than it has ever
been.  He seemed to be sleeping better at night as well, or at least
Steve wasn't complaining of losing any sleep, and neither was Leo for
that matter.  So by week's end I was feeling better about it as well.

     As the week was up, I went into Leo and woke him up.  I told him to
have a shower and meet me downstairs.  As usual he came in wearing
nothing but a towel, and again as per usual he stood on the line, lost
the towel and clasped his hands behind his neck.

     I asked him how he thought he went.  He said he thought he did
really well, but he couldn't wait to get it off.  I took the keys out of
my pocket and unlocked the device.  I worked the sheath off his cock,
which instantly rose to attention, and grabbed the head and held it for a
bit and let it go.  When it deflated I worked the ring over it and got
his balls out, and then proceeded to check his groin for any skin breaks
or pressure areas.  Not finding any, I gave his groin a good wash and
rolled his foreskin back and gave the head of his cock a good wash.  I
shaved the few hairs he couldn't get, and then dried it all thoroughly.
I then turned my attention to his chastity device, which wasn't as bad
as I thought it would be.  I gave it a good wash and dry, and proceeded
to put it back on.

     "But, Sir?" queried Leo.

     "Yes.  What?"

     "Um, but aren't you, um, going to let me, um, cum?  Sir."  He
looked down at me with big eyes and tears started to well up in his eyes.

     "No!"

     "But...."

     "I said.  I am not going to let you cum.  When we put the chastity
device you I told you I would be in control of you cumming, and you said
you were Ok with that.

    Have you changed your mind?"

     "Um, no, Sir.  I haven't changed my mind.  I guess I just assumed
that you enjoyed making me cum after last time."

     "Oh, because I made you come a second time you assumed I was
enjoying myself?"

    "Um, well yes, Sir."

     "Did it never occur to you that that may have been a punishment?
That I was hoping that you may not have wanted me to do this again after
that?  Did neither of these possibilities ever occur to you, or are you
just so wrapped up in your cock and your own pleasure that you don't
care about anyone else's feelings, but your own?  Or do you think your
dick is so big that everyone wants to get their hands on it?  Is that
it?"  I replied contemptuously.

     I looked up at him and saw his chin beginning to quiver.

     "Ya baby.  Here let's take this off and that's the end of it.
Ok!"

     "No, Sir.  Please, Sir.  Please, don't take it off.  Please, Sir,
I'm sorry, Sir.  I just forgot what I wanted for a minute.  Please,
Sir.  Please.  I'll do anything you say, Sir.  I'm sorry, Sir.  Please,
Sir.  I won't forget again.  I promise, Sir.  Please, Sir, please give
me another chance..."  He begged.

     "Ok, I will forget it this time." I said cutting him off, "but
don't let it happen again.  This isn't exactly my cup of tea you
know."

     "Yes, Sir, I do know it isn't want you wanted to do, Sir, but
please believe me when I say how grateful I am for you giving me another
chance.  Thank you, Sir, thank you."

     "Well I was going to let you try the butt plug you wanted, but I
don't feel like it now..."

     "But, Sir, I didn't know, Sir.  Oh, please, Sir.  Please can we
try the butt plug, Sir?  Please, Sir, I promise I'll be good, Sir.  I
won't complain ever again, Sir.  Please can we try it, Sir?"

     "Alright, we will try the butt plug today, but if you complain
about anything, and I do mean ANYTHING again.  Then all of this is
finished.  Understand?"

     I finished putting on the chastity device and gave Leo the padlock
to lock it in place.  I put a new rubber band on and then told him to lay
the bit of board that was leaning against the wall, on the floor.  I then
told him to get one of the off cuts of lino from the other side of the
garage to put on top.  He must have really taken what I'd said to heart,
as he ran there and back, and I did wonder what it felt like with the
chastity device bouncing around on his cock and balls.

     I then told him to get down on his hands and knees, with his head on
the ground and his arse in the air.  When he had assumed the position I
took the nozzle from the enema bag, put a bit of lube on the tip and
worked it into his very tight virgin arse.  When I was happy it was in
far enough, I opened the clip and let the fluid flood into his bowels.  I
put one hand over the top of his abdomen and felt it swell with the force
of the fluid.  When it felt pretty full I shut the fluid off.  I was
surprised to see he had taken almost a litre and a half, his first time.

     I told him to be very careful because I didn't want him to let any
of the fluid out.  He slowly got to his feet.  I then told him to go and
sit on the toilet until he had expelled all of the fluid out of his
bowels, and then to come back to me.

     He was already out the door before I realised that he had forgotten
his towel.  I prayed that all of the other boys had left for the day.

     But unfortunately we weren't that lucky.

     I looked up surprised that the door had opened again so quickly.  I
was just about to tell him that, when I realised that it was Mitch
walking through the door and not Leo.

     "Um, did you not see the `Do Not Disturb' sign on the door?"

     "Ah, yes I did.  But.  Did I just see a naked Leo run out of
here?" he asked with a big smirk plastered all over his face.

     "Yes you did." I said as I turned around and busied myself at the
bench.

     "Um, I can't be too sure but he looked a little `odd' to me.  Is
he Ok"

     "Oh, I'm sure he's fine.  Why do you ask?"

     "Um, it looked like he lost all his junk somehow."

     "What?  Do you think I cut it off?"

     "Ah, no.  It actually looked like it was in a box or something.
And I really can't be sure, but is he pregnant!"

     I couldn't help myself with that one, I laughed, "Yes, I supposed
he did look a little pregnant."

     All conversation stopped at that point as the door opened and in
walked Leo.  Not looking so much pregnant now, and Mitch could clearly
see the chastity device.

     "What the fuck is that?" he blurted out.

     Leo looked down, "Oh, that's my chastity device." He said looking
up smiling, and stoking the chastity device absent-mindedly.

     "It's a what...and what the fuck is it doing there?" Mitch asked.

     I stepped into the conversation and told Mitch about what Leo and I
had talked about him and his `masturbation problem' and the solution he
came up with.  Of course I had to tell him my role in all of this, and I
made sure to stress that I wasn't exactly a willing participant either.

     That was when Leo took over and said that he really wanted to do
this.

     We probably would have been Ok at that point, but then Leo had to
open his big mouth and told Mitch that I was helping him with his butt
plug as well.  Which went over like a `lead balloon'.

     So I had to explained that Leo wanted to try one and that the best
way for him to start was to wash out his bowel and then work the butt
plug into his arse.

     "Can I watch?"  Mitch asked.

     And before I could say that I thought it might be something Leo
might prefer to do in private.  Leo pipes up and says "Sure he could
stay."  As he didn't mind at all.

    "Hey, I'm not running a sex show here!" I exclaimed.

    "I know, Sir," replied Leo, "but I don't mind if he watches.
Really, I don't, Sir."

    "Oh, Ok," I said, "but it's against my better judgement."  With
that I gave Leo the enema bag and told him to fill it with lukewarm
water, I warned him that if it was any hotter than that then it would
burn his hole on the way out.  I also told him to get a chair for Mitch
to sit on, seeing as he was going to be staying.  With that he ran out
the door.

    I turned to Mitch and said, "Look, none of this means that neither
of us are gay, OK.  Not that there is anything wrong with that, I've
always told you boys that I don't care what you are, or what you do,
providing it isn't anything illegal and you're not hurting anyone.  And
Ok with some of this `stuff', yes, technically it is going to cause Leo
pain, but that's not what I'm talking about..."

   Mitch held up his hand with the palm facing me, "Yeah, yeah, I
understand..."

    "And besides, this is what Leo wants to do.  Yes.  I could refuse to
help him, but then he could have found someone else who could have taken
advantage of the situation, and him.  This way, at least I know he's
safe and not being abused."

    I asked Mitch if in any of the conversations the boys had amongst
themselves, about me, did any of them think I was gay.  Did any of them
think that the few boys I had met on the streets, I had wanted to bring
home for sex.

    And Mitch agreed that that had never come up in any of their
conversations, and I had to smile to myself as Mitch just confirmed that
they did have those kinds of conversations about me.

    Besides, I asked Mitch, what the clothing rule I had put in place
was.  He said it was that they had to be covered from `neck to knee' at
all times, and I asked him who it was that changed that rule.  He
admitted that it was the boys themselves who decided that some of them
wanted to wear less in the house.  So I then asked him what the other
rule was that I had to have in place because of the changes they made. He
said that they all had to have a pair of shorts and a t-shirt to put on,
close to hand, as I didn't consider boxers to be street wear.  Having
agreed with him on that I asked him what the other part to that rule was,
and he said it was that they had to use towels when they sat on my
furniture, as I wasn't going to have anyone sit bare arsed on my
furniture.

    So having agreed with all of that, I asked him what rule did I follow
in the house, and he said obviously that I followed the `neck to knee'
rule at all times.  He went on to say that he had never seen me in
anything less, and he did admit that the boys really thought that I might
have been a bit of a prude.  He was totally surprised to discover me
doing this.

    I made Mitch promise me that he would never mention any of this to
the other boys...

    "Besides," said Leo.  I must have jumped because I hadn't heard
the door open.  We both turned towards the door.  "I am the one who
wanted this," he went on to say, "not, Sir.  Sir is only helping me
because I insisted that he helped me.

     I wanted to do this," he said stroking his chastity device, "not
Sir.

     I'm the one who wants to do all of this, and it's not because I'm
gay either!

     I just wanted to try it, and I begged for Sir's help.  All he did
was tell me how I could research it if I wanted to.

     I was the one who found the chastity device," and again he stroked
it, absent-mindedly.  "I was the one who found the shop in Collingwood.

     I was the one who begged Sir to take me.

     I was the one who wanted to try the 12" dildo.  Sir was the one who
talked me out of that, and in hind sight he was probably right.

     I'm the one who `bullied' Sir into helping me.  Not the other way
around.  And besides," he continued in a small voice, "I'd really miss
it now if I had to give it up," he said as he stroked the device again.

    The two boys embraced and slapped each other on the back, Leo seeming
to be at total ease with his nudity, and the fact that he now was a
`caged' male.  "If you two boys have finished your mutual admiration
society, and love in.  Can we get on with this please?"

    Both boys broke apart, Mitch grabbed his chair and sat down, and Leo
came over to me with the enema bag; grinning like a Cheshire Cat.  I
couldn't help but laugh.  I hung the bag up and told Leo to assume the
position, and after applying more lube to the nozzle, I started to work
it into his arse again.  Mitch complained that he couldn't see, so Leo
told him to come over and watch closer.  Which he did.  As I began to
work the nozzle in Mitch asked if he could have a go, and before Leo
could say anything I put my foot down and said absolutely not.

    I explained to both boys that this sort of thing changes people's
relationships and I didn't want the other boys lording it over Leo, I
said that that wouldn't be fair.  That all the boys were here for
different reasons, and had different lessons to learn.  I didn't want
them making Leo into a slave, this isn't about `sex' per se, and this
is just something that Leo wanted to do to stop all that.

    Eventually both boys made me a promise that nothing would be said
outside the three of us.  So then I got back to inserting the nozzle into
Leo's butt and let the water fill him up.  When he had taken a full
2ltrs I shut the catch off and told Leo to go to the toilet, I told him
to see if the water has come out clear or not.  And off he waddled, I
reminded him not to get any of the liquid on my floors, or there'd be
hell to pay.

    While he was gone, Mitch peppered me with all sorts of questions.
Some of which I could answer, but most of them I told him he would have
to ask Leo himself, but I suggested that he should wait for a bit.

    With that, Leo came into the garage and announced that the water was
clear, but he'd refilled to enema bag just in case.

    I took the bag off him, and said that it wouldn't be necessary then,
and hung it back on the hook to keep it out of the way.  Telling Leo he
could empty it again when we were finished.  I told him to come and stand
on his `spot', but this time; instead of clasping his hands behind his
neck.  I wanted him to bend over and grasp his ankles, which he did.

     I went to the bench to get a disposable glove, and while I was doing
that I heard Mitch remark about Leo's hairy arse.  Leo called out to me,
"excuse me, Sir.  Um, do you think you should shave my butt first,
Sir?"

    Mitch let out an involuntary "Yeah."  Then he asked if he could do
it.  Before Leo had a chance to answer.  I said, "No.  I'm the one in
charge here.  If anyone is going to shave anyone's arse, here, it would
be me."

     So I got out the clippers this time and proceeded to run them all
over his butt cheeks, and down into the cleft.  Taking care not to nick
the skin, and paying particular attention to his hole, as I really
didn't want to nick it either.

     When I had finished with the clippers, I emptied the water out of
the enema bag into the bowl I had left down here.  Grabbed the shaving
crème and razor and went back to the boys.

     I gave the towel to Mitch and asked him to hold it for me please,
and I did notice that he either was so entranced with what was going on
that he couldn't speak, or that he couldn't speak for other reasons.
So I just draped the towel over one of his arms.

     I lathered Leo's butt cheeks and proceeded to shave them very
carefully, I told Leo that if he farted in my face then all of this
finished immediately.  He promised he wouldn't, and I continued shaving
his arse.  When I had finished his butt checks, it was time to do the
cleft.  Again I took great care not to nick the skin, particularly when I
did around his hole.  I had to take the towel off Mitch as he wasn't
responding to my requests for the towel, he was just staring glassy eyed
at Leo's upturned butt.

    When I had dried him off and cleaned everything up.  I went back to
the bench, put on a fresh glove and applied some lube to my first finger
and went back to Leo and asked him if he was ready.  He told me he was,
so I started to work my finger into his very tight hole. I eventually
worked my finger in up to the first knuckle, and as I could hear Leo
moaning, I assumed he was Ok with what was going on.

     I pulled my finger out and applied some more lube, and worked it
back into his hole up to the second knuckle.  I then started to work my
finger in a swirling motion around the inside of his sphincter in order
to stretch it open a bit more.

     I got the tube of lube and put the nozzle just inside his hole and
squirted some into his anus.  Having done that I grabbed the dildo,
slathered it in lube as well, and held it against his hole.  I asked Leo,
again if he was ready, and he said he was.  I told him to push back
against me, as I didn't want to displace his sphincter.  As I applied
more pressure to the butt plug, I reminded Leo to push against me, as if
he was going to poo.

     The more butt plug I worked into his arse, the more Leo moaned.  I
was surprised I thought he might have yelled with the pain, but he must
have zoned out because the more I forced into his butt the lower he
moaned.  When I had got the whole thing into his butt, and his sphincter
closed around the neck.  I told him to stand up and asked him how he was
feeling.

     He said he had an uncomfortable full feeling. Like he had to empty
his bowels, and I said it was probably because his butt was stuffed with
a butt plug.  I looked down and noticed that he was leaking copious
amounts of precum, thankfully it was all on the piece of lino.

     It was then that I remembered Mitch standing there.  I could see
that his cock was straining against the material of pants trying to get
out.  I could also see a huge wet patch where he was obviously leaking
precum as well.  I called his name a couple of times and had to snap my
fingers in front of his face to beak him out of his trance.  He came to,
a little embarrassed and asked how Leo felt.  So Leo told him how it made
him feel.

     Leo then asked me how long he should leave it in for.  And looking
at the pool on the floor I told him, probably not too much longer.  It
was then that he begged me to let him cum again.  Because of all the
stuff I had done to him, I agreed.

      I was in the middle of asking Mitch to leave, when both boys cut me
off.

Falling over themselves, one telling me that it was ok for Mitch to stay,
the other telling me that he really wanted to watch.  So it seems I had
no choice but to let him stay.

      I thought about it for a bit, I told the boys that I felt really
uncomfortable with this.  That this wasn't about putting on a show so
they could both get their rocks off.  Both boys said they understood, so
I relented.  I told Leo to assume the position.

      "Yes, sir.  Thank you, sir."  Replied Leo.  As I took the keys
out of my pocket.  I unlocked and removed his chastity device.

     "Oh, my god," said Mitch, "you're fuckin' huge man."  Leo went
red.  "Fuck," continued Mitch, "I wish mine was as big as yours."  As
he proceeded to whip his dick out of his pants.

     "Look, you boys," I butted in, "this is not a pissing contest.
Mitch if you don't put it back in your pants, then you'll just have to
get the fuck out of here.  I'm feeling uncomfortable enough as it is
with you here, without having to look at that thing as well!"

      Mitch dropped his head and apologised as he stuffed his rock hard
cock back into his pants.  I then told him to be quiet as I turned my
attention back to Leo.

      Come on I said as I started to slow stroke him again.  I'm not
sure if it was because of the butt plug, or if it was because we now had
an audience, but it seemed that Leo arrived at the point of wanting to
cum a lot faster.  I don't know if it was because I was pissed at
finding myself in this situation or not, but this time I took Leo just to
the edge 15 times before I allowed him to shoot his cum all over the
garage floor.

     Again I handcuffed him and tied his ankles and secured them the
handcuffs.  And as soon as he had stopped dribbling cum, I grabbed hold
of his cock and started to pump it again.  Again Leo begged me not too,
and he started to buck and thrashed all over the place.  I spanked his
arse and told him to lay still.  Again he complained of the pain in his
dick, but again I ignored him and kept stroking him until he came for a
second time.  This time though, when he had finished I started on trying
to make him cum for a third time.

     Leo screamed at the top of his lungs that he wanted me to stop, but
I ignored him.  I kept stroking his dick.  This time I ran my thumb along
the underside of his cock, and when I got to the head I forced the
beginning of the split of the glans open with the pressure I was exerting
through my thumb.

     I kept this up until Leo came for an absolutely body shuddering
third time.  While he lay shaking on the ground, I took the face washer
and roughly washed his groin, taking particular care to ensure I had
washed his cock completely.  Smoothing the skin out flat to wash in all
of the crevices.  I pulled back his foreskin and washed the head of his
cock, which was supersensitive by now, and I watched as it caused his
body to spasm uncontrollably.

     I worked his cock and balls back into chastity device and snapped
the lock closed, untied his ankles and took off the hand cuffs.  I told
him to clean up the garage, and said he was to come and get me to take
out his butt plug for him.

     It was then that I remembered that Mitch was still there, and
judging by the state of his pants, he'd shot at least one load of cum
into his pants.  I shook his shoulder roughly to get his attention, and
told him to go and have a shower.

     I went back to my office to start my day finally.

    Half hour later there was a knock on my door.  I looked up to see a
somewhat ragged Leo standing there, looking like he was leaning against
the doorframe for support.  "I'm finished cleaning the garage floor,
Sir."

    "Good, then let's get that butt plug out then, shall we?"

    "Yes, Sir.  Thank you, Sir.  That would be great, Sir."

    We went back to the garage and I had Leo grab his ankles again.  And
telling him to push, I pulled the butt plug out of his arse.  When I
looked at his hole, it was certainly very red and sore looking.  It also
looked as if he couldn't close it properly either.

    I told him to stand up.  I then sent him to have a shower, and to
grab something to eat.

    We parted company and got on with our respective days.