Date: Wed, 22 Aug 2012 01:59:42 -0400
From: Chris Johns <chris-johns@hotmail.com>
Subject: Justin Gets Lucky 3

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			     JUSTIN GETS LUCKY
				 Chapter 3

Stood in front of me when I sat at my desk, this boy I had known since he
was nine, looked ridiculous with his bald shiny head and his naked pubic
area.

"I am going to show you the standard slave poses. You will then assume them
as I call them. They are all to look smart so if you get sloppy I'll ginger
your bottom with this," and I drew a small paddle from a drawer.

Rest, display, spread, suck, fuck one, and fuck two, punishment. I showed
him then called for him to demonstrate. When he was at spread I touched his
anus. He jumped about ten feet forward, turned and looked very frightened.

"If you move again without instructions I will thrash you, now resume
spread."

I worried his anus for a little while then I slicked up a finger and fed it
to him. He was sobbing by the time I removed it.

"Good, I'll soon have you opened up enough to take Cam's monster cock."

I then spent about an hour going through basics so that I could use him
domestically straight away. I worked from home in the afternoon telling
Ricky to clean the kitchen thoroughly. I knew he would fail miserably and I
would show him how to do it correctly before punishing him.

My planning was that I would break him quite quickly with punishment before
I broke him sexually, then I would put him together again as a decent human
being, and more importantly, brother for Justin. I don't know how we had
missed what an evil little shit he was becoming as he grew, but his actions
with his brother were beyond the pale as far as I was concerned.

To be honest, the kitchen didn't look too bad, but I found enough to make
him realise it was a poor job.

"Because this will be your first punishment it will be over my knee, future
ones will be restrained and I'll use the paddle."

 I put him in the same position over my knees that he had done with Justin
and then delivered ten serious strokes with my hand. I hurt when I was
finished, he hurt more.

"Now go to your cell and think about your failings."

Stage one, he would be sore on his first night in servitude, he would be
lonely, and uncomfortable. I was going to feed him slave chow as well at
the appropriate time. He would hate it but he would be hungry enough to eat
it.

The next day I took him to school, naked and bald. By the time I picked him
up at the end of the day he was still crying and his butt was blue with
bruising, obviously not a popular boy. I kept the pressure on when we
arrived home. We bathed together with him pampering me and getting me a
monster hard on. All dried off I spread myself on the bed and told him to
pleasure me with his mouth and tongue.

"I want a blowjob and I want you to swallow all my cum, like Justin did
yours."

If he had any doubts before, he certainly didn't now. He was getting his
comeuppance. Piss poor blow job so the paddle this time with him
restrained, he was terrified. Next blow job, much better. I repeated the
routine the next day, only this time I started opening his ass ready to
take my cock. I decided I was going to fuck him on Friday night, take him
to Tom's at the weekend and have Justin fuck him. Then I was going to start
puting him together again. It didn't quite work out that way. Thursday Tom
`phoned me.

"Justin would like a word Jack. I'm allowing it because he is so upset."

Justin came on the line and I could hear the sobs as he spoke.

"Please Sir, please let Ricky wear clothes to school. It is horrible to
watch him being abused, and please let him grow his hair again."

"After what he did to you, you still want to protect him?" I was
incredulous, if it had been me I would have been taking part.

"Please Sir, he is my brother and he is so young to be put through this."

Love quotient for this boy went up tenfold in my mind.

"I love you so much little man, I'll ease up for you, but only for you."

"Thank you Jack, I love you too."

The sobbing had stopped and I wondered if I was being played. Hell, I
cared. I was going to do something to please the boy that I loved.

Friday morning I called Ricky early and sat opposite him at breakfast.

"You are to dress normally for school this morning, which means you need
accept no more abuse from other pupils."

His face was a picture of love, gratitude and relief that his ordeal was
over.

"Do you know why I have changed my mind?"

"No Sir, but thank you so much."

"Save your thanks for Justin. He begged me to end your ordeal, and I can't
refuse your brother anything. God knows why he would want to help a little
shit like you though."

Give the boy his due, he hung his head before whispering to me.

"I'm really sorry, Jack, I know now how awful I was. I promise I'm going to
make it up to Justin when I am next a free man."

He sounded sincere, but I had my reservations, I would wait and see. If he
was genuinely sorry, I would try to have him taken back into his family the
same time Justin was, so he was in for nearly three years of servitude,
much better than he might have expected. I wanted this family to be
together again, Adele and Joe deserved that. I still fully intended that
Ricky would be taking a load of cock in those years mine foremost, and
whatever his reservations I was going to make Justin fuck him and get
blowjobs from him regularly.

"I'll take that apology under advisement. Now get me the punishment paddle
and prostrate yourself over the punishment bench." He looked
frightened. "You are a long way from being acceptable enough to me to be
calling me Jack again. You are, to all intents and purposes, a slave. I'm
going to treat you like one until I'm convinced I've beaten and fucked the
evil out of you."

He scampered off and did my bidding. Over the bench and I didn't restrain
him.

"Ten, but if you move I'll give you another ten."

The look he gave me made me realise he knew what I was doing. He had used
the same words on Justin. The ten I gave him were humdingers. I put my
weight behind each one, when he lost consciousness I waited and resumed
when he came to. I threw the paddle down when I finished and walked out of
the room before I broke down and cried. This was no good, I couldn't do
that again. I wasn't hard enough to get enjoyment out of that level of
punishment. When I had composed myself and covered up the fact that I had
been crying as best I could I went back to Ricky with my soothing cream,
Aloe Vera with added anaesthetic.  Ricky was still prostrated over the
bench crying his eyes out. I picked him up and carried him to my bed where
I lay him down bum upwards. I creamed it, rubbing the cream in very
gently. I used two lots, which took time to be absorbed. By the time I
finished I could hear the boy almost purring.

"Turn over Ricky."

"Oh, please Sir, do I have to?"

I smiled then because I guessed why he was reluctant.

"Yes, you do, now."

He rolled over and immediately covered his groin.

"Put your hands by your side."

He did and I smiled as I stroked one very hard boy cock. I continued
stroking and playing with his balls until he had an orgasm. He sighed with
contentment before looking at my face. He could see that I had been crying
and his eyes showed his confusion.

"I realised after I beat you that it gave me no pleasure. I wanted to hurt
you for what you did to Justin, but after I had done it I hated myself. The
hand job was a small compensation payment."

"Thank you Sir, I will try to be a better person."

I stroked this boy who I had loved for so many years, not in the way I
loved his brother, but with a more paternal love.

"I hope so Ricky, I don't want to have to do that again. I am going to seek
retribution for what you did to your brother so be prepared to give him a
few blowjobs and receive his penis in your ass. Unless you really displease
me again I will only spank you for making mistakes."

He scampered away and got dressed for school. I took him in my car or he
would have been late.

 The next morning I surprised him, I got up earlier than him and made our
breakfast. He was full of thanks when he came downstairs.

"New regime until you annoy me again Ricky. Clothes for school every day,
the same as Justin. Half an hour either side of starting and finishing your
studies. Also, you may stop shaving until you need to shave your face." I
grabbed his chin, smooth as a baby's bottom and grinned, "That could be
some time away if you are lucky."

He looked at me with a shy smile on his face before looking at the floor
again.

"Thank you, Sir. I will apologise to Justin and thank him when I see him at
school on Monday."

I nodded, was I winning this quickly? I was still sceptical, but it was
good to see he knew how to be contrite and apologetic.

I had a monumental amount of work to do that weekend so we didn't do
anything outside the house. Ricky did some gardening for me and I creamed
his ass again. The bruising was bad so he didn't do much sitting over the
weekend.

Monday was good, Ricky made my breakfast and stood in front of me when he
was ready for school. He looked very smart and the first shoots of his hair
were showing. I stroked his head and spoke to him.

"As long as it's only your head that gets prickly this week we might see
that bruising clearing up. He grinned at me and almost bounced out the
door.

He was home before me that day and I was so pleased to see him naked when I
arrived home and him sat at his computer doing his assignment.

"I only have a few more minutes work to do, Sir, and then I'll be ready to
start my chores."

He looked a lot happier than he did on the Thursday.

"Stand up Boy, let me see your backside."

I winced, he was still badly bruised.

"My bed, on your tummy as soon as you are finished here."

Not sure what I wanted, he looked a little scared.

"Punishment will never be carried out in my bedroom," and I turned and
left, I still heard his sigh, and I sniggered.

I showered and changed into sweats, freeballing, grabbed the cream and put
it by my bedside just as Ricky came in.

"Good timing sport, on your tummy," I said pointing at the bed.

I creamed him and yes, he was erect again.

"You could be in servitude until you are nineteen Ricky, five more
years. You may not be with me all of that time so you need to be trained
for a new master if you ever have one. Tonight your first lesson in
blowing. I love to do it so we will go 69 and you will learn by
example. Whatever I do to you, you do to me, ok?"

I stripped off my sweats and settled into a 69 position with him The moment
my tongue licked round his glans all reticence disappeared. What a delight
he was over the next ten or fifteen minutes before we both blew a load. He
loved it and was not upset swallowing my load, as I did his.

"Well, what do you think?"

He grinned, "That was awesome, Sir, you are very good. I hope I pleased you
as well."

I rolled onto my back and laughed until I cried.

"Come here you nut."

He swivelled round and I took him in my arms and stroked him. He had his
head on my chest and a leg thrown over me.

"I know you enjoyed what I did to you, but what about the reverse?"

He lifted his head and looked into my eyes.

"Is it alright to say I enjoyed it?"

I smiled and kissed him lightly on the lips.

"Yes Baby, it's fine. I hope you feel the same way when I slide my penis
into your other end."

He blushed as he replied, "Will it hurt very much, like it did when I
fucked Justin?"

"The great thing about fucking, Ricky, is that it covers the whole spectrum
of feelings. I can take you to Paradise or Hell when I fuck you. I will try
to do it the first way unless you really upset me, and then I'll take you
to hell."

He dropped his head back on my chest and just matter of factly said, "Ok."

He wasn't Justin, but I didn't think I would have a problem loving him like
I did Justin, may be not quite as much though.

We had a few more days of mutual blowjobs and I carried on with his
domestic training. I like cooking so I only taught him the basics so that
he was useful around the kitchen but not doing the major meals.

Tom had invited us for the weekend so I decided to take Ricky's cherry on
the Friday night.  If the boy pleased me I was also going to let him sleep
with me afterwards. A little earlier than I planned to let him live
normally, but his attitude in the two weeks he had been with me was a
revelation. I just couldn't make up my mind whether this was a genuine
change because of the shock he experienced realising how awful he had been
to Justin or whether he was a consummate con artist. I thought tomorrow
would be a good test. I was going to find an excuse for Justin to
administer punishment and fuck him, but before that I wanted Justin to cum
in his mouth. If he accepted that in good grace, knowing it was payback I
would ease up on him completely and work with Tom to bring the brothers
back together again. I also wanted to organise a sex romp with Tom. I liked
him a lot and when this problem with the brothers was over I hoped we might
have a more permanent relationship unless Justin wanted me. I realised
things could get complicated, I wondered how a threesome would work as an
ongoing state of affairs. Wouldn't that be great? I could `have my cake and
eat it' I believe was the expression.

So, the first thing was to put Ricky into a good mood so that he would be
relaxed and accepting of my action, of course, it didn't really matter
whether he was or not, but I wasn't vindictive, I wanted justice for Justin
and then a happy family next door after this was all over.

"Go and get your toothbrush Ricky, you can shower with me before we go to
bed tonight."

First brownie point for me. He beamed at the thought of a hot shower. I
would use it as a training module as well because I would have him
showering me in future if he was a good boy, which would mean him having a
hot shower every day as well.

"I'm going to shower you tonight Boy, and show you how to do it properly to
please me. Then you will do it to me, and every night from now on, if you
are good."

I didn't think there was any chance in the world that he would be less than
perfect. The cold water in his cell wasn't so much cold as iced, and
carbolic soap was horrible, it had the feel of carborundum paste on the
skin.

Justin had been wonderful bathing me and I was going to use him as the
yardstick by which I would judge Ricky. No difference in the event. I
soaked Ricky and then turned off the water so that I could use a heavily
soaped sponge to wash him all over. I spent a long time on his bottom and
entered him with a soaped finger while doing it.

"That little bit you don't do to me," was my comment as I fingered him for
a minute before resuming the sponging down. I also spent more time than was
strictly necessary washing his groin area, during which he got a massive
erection, which I played with, but didn't let him cum. I washed off all the
soap and then dropped to my knees and took him in my mouth. I gave him a
first class blowjob, stopping again before he could cum. He looked so
disappointed.

"I'll allow you to cum tonight if you please me in bed."