Date: Wed, 19 Jul 2006 14:22:29 EDT
From: SANIBELBOYS@aol.com
Subject: north country part17

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North  Country Chapter  Seventeen


As Bill began to slip into a fitful sleep, everyone else was having a
seemingly  good, if not great, time  poolside.

"It looks like Ryan has really started to find his way." Remarked Jeb to his
brother Troy, as they continued sitting around the table, observing the two
men  in the pool.

"Well it certainly seems as such", replied Troy. "It has been such a long
road  for Ryan. How long has it been now; three years, and this is the first time
 we've seen him so happy. I wonder if he's been taking out his frustrations
and  aggravations on the flesh at the club at these years. At least now he's
got  someone who, by all appearances, seems to genuinely like him. And, the best
part  is, that Paul is so submissive and passive when he's around Ryan. It
looks like  a marriage made in heaven if you ask  me."

"I  wouldn't go as far as saying all that", Jeb responded. "You and I both
know how  hard it is to find someone who you care about. Hell, if we hadn't of
both found  Henry, not to mention that we BOTH fell for his demeanor, we'd be
in the same  boat as Ryan is right now. At least Henry serves us well and we
haven't had to  discipline him now for over two years. Ole' Henry just keeps
getting better and  better, and knowing what we want, and need; and when we
expect  it."

"I  suppose you're right Jeb", Troy came back snapping a reply with such a
determination. "I wonder now, just how Paul is going to fit into the picture
now  that Ryan has a firm control over his brother. I suppose having a slave and
a  submissive lover is like having the best of two  worlds."

"Don't think for a minute that Bill is easy to control". Jeb said in a rather
 defensive voice. "Ryan will have a lot of work to do to convert him over to
the  'other side' of living. The kid has been through a lot since he was
picked up  but he has a long way to go. Most of it will be a challenge for both the
master  AND the slave. Ryan will have to spend a great deal of time showing
his love and  caring for his new 'toy'; just as we've seen so many others have
to endure. But  since they are related by blood, it might and I emphasize
'might', not be as bad  as some of the others we've assisted in breaking. Adding
this guy Paul into the  mix might just be the thing Ryan needs to repress a lot
of his frustrations and  anger. Some of the guys at the club are starting to
worry about the way Ryan has  been brutally attacking the volunteer 'slaves'
on whip night and 'piss and shit'  weekends. I think we might just be drawn
into this more so now than either of us  had  thought."

Troy adjusted his position in the chair, spreading his legs and leaning back;
 which didn't go unnoticed by  Henry.

In  the blink of an eye, Henry was between Troy's legs; using his mouth to
slide the  zipper. Troy's cock and balls were expertly extracting by using his
moistened  lips and soon Henry was sucking on Troy's nuts with a renewed sense
of vigor and  respect.

"The only thing that really bothers me though", Troy said while both of his
hands were massaging Henry's scalp, "We've got to make sure that Ryan doesn't
loose any single ounce for his slave. We all know how insensitive he can be
and  lord knows how some of his friends have been retreating from him lately.
But on the other hand, I think I know what has really been fucking with his
brain."

Jeb  sat up straight in his chair, "What do you think it is bro?", he  asked.

"Well, you know how he's gone through one guy after another... well, I think he
 just hasn't found the right one all these years and I for one am hoping that
 Paul just might be the one for Ryan. The only problem is that Ryan will have
to  tell Paul about Bill and that may just put a kick in the relationship.
It's not  easy having a lover AND a slave at the same time. But I also think
that if  continue to help and mentor Ryan through these turbulent times he'll
probably  come out of all of this a better person than ever before." Troy
responded; as  Henry now had one hundred percent of Troy's cock in his mouth and
throat.

"Hey  Ryan, why don't you bring your friend over and get out of the sun for
awhile?"  Troy hollered to the duo still hugging each other in the deep end of
the  pool.

As the  two men climbed limberly from the pool, their erections were not only
noticeable  but both men had some cocks worthy of comments and praise.
Neither of them were  'short changed' when it came to their  penis.

Whether or not it was just now that Paul noticed Henry slurping away; but he
quick stepped over to the table taking advantage of the umbrella which
blocked  the sunlight. Ryan walked somberly toward Jeb and Troy; while watching his
latest 'beau' drop to his knees and await Ryan's stiff  rod.

Ryan  shuffled his chair around so that he ended up in the same position as
Troy;  which precipitated Paul's instant response to lick and suck Ryan's still
wet  cock. Both Jeb and Troy turned and smiled at Ryan, as his face started
to  vaguely show the signs of a content male. Two minutes later Ryan was trying
to  get more of his cock inside of Paul's mouth by pushing the man's head
down,  which brought about several gaging and choking sounds from  Paul.

"Easy  there Ryan, no hurry", Troy exclaimed as he'd turned his head once
again to see  Ryan with a scornful expression on his  face.

There  was a quick jolt to Troy's body and moments later, Henry was crawling
over to  Jeb; who was now positioned like his brother.

While Jeb  and Ryan were getting blowjobs, of different degrees of
experience, Troy stood  up and poured himself another glass of ice tea; after which he
stood behind Ryan  and began to massage Ryan's shoulders, hoping to take away
some of the internal  struggling the man suffered  with.

In  short order Ryan bucked his own hips, as copious amounts of his seed
flooded  Paul's mouth; and probably the most thankful of the two was Paul, as his
cock  sucking lesson was over for  now.

It was  plain to see that Paul, all though gay and submissive, hadn't had
much  experience being with a man, sexually. Ryan pulled Paul's lips to his and
gave  him a rather long and deep kiss; allowing Ryan to taste his own seed as
his  tongue probed Paul's eager  mouth.

Jeb  soon deposited a sizable amount of sperm in Henry's mouth and after
Henry had  returned Jeb's cock to it's proper place; stood up and excused himself,
going  into the  kitchen.

"You know, Ryan", Troy started out; "Rome wasn't built in a day and neither
is a  good slave made or even a great relationship. Just take each minute as a
gift to  treasure and every thing good will come your way. We and all your
pals know that  something is amiss with you and you can count on Jeb and me to
help you with  anything and everything we possibly can. I mean... well we've
already told you  that we'll keep the slave here for two weeks, and we are going to
help you get  the slave's room all set up and your friends are going to help
you move to your  new digs, so slow down and enjoy what life has given  you."

The  expression on Ryan's face showed up not only as being stunned by what
he'd just  been told; but it also began to blush with embarrassment. The only
thing Ryan  could do, or so he thought, was to avoid eye contact with any of the
three males  surrounding  him.

"Ryan  babe", began Paul; hey listen. It's okay if you feel you have to treat
me in a  way that makes you feel superior; but just keep in mind that I
probably have  less actually physical experience than the slave down in the
basement. Give me a  little time and I know that the two of us will bond is some
fashion. I've been  eyeing you ever since I saw you in ''Chains" bar. I've seen
the way you treat  those 'volunteer' slave boys and sometimes it frightens me
and other times it  excites me. All I ask is that you give me some time to fit
in and learn your  ways. I've had a fantastic day so far and I think you know
it. I'd do just about  anything for you, that you ask of me; so there isn't
much sense in pushing  things to far, to fast. I don't want to loose you, being
with you or 'being  yours forever'  but just keep what I've said tucked away
somewhere in your  head."

Ryan  eased Paul back, away from him and stood up; bringing Paul up as he
went. Ryan  gave Paul a big hug and taking his hand the two men walked away from
the table;  neither of them conscious of the fact that what had just
transpired was to be  the beginning of a long, deep, relationship.

Troy and  Jeb watched in silence as Ryan had Paul sit on the edge of the
pool, dangling  his feet in the water. Ryan slide into the pool and quickly
returned Paul's  affection by sucking a fast erecting  cock.
With Henry  observing from one of the kitchen windows, he knew that now might
just be the  time to fire up the grill and fix everyone a scrumptious meal.
He quietly and  quickly made his way poolside and lit the grill and returned
with a plate full  of steaks, ready to  grill.

"I'm  not sure what's gotten in to Henry today, but it's nice to see him
acting this  way. I think our little man has taken a liking to Paul... not to
mention I feel he  is anxiously awaiting his time with the slave in the basement",
Jeb said in a  quiet yet jovial tone of  voice."

Troy  scooted his chair closer to Jeb, saying; "do you remember what Henry
said he  wanted last year for his birthday, and the two of us just laughed it
off. Well,  maybe he'll get his wish, but don't say a word to anyone about what
I'm about to  tell you."

Jeb, now excited to learn something from his brother assured him that his
'lips  were  sealed'.

"Okay... well you know old man Foster from Maine... the guy who we got the slave
 from. Well, he told me that he'd like to either send his kid back to the
kid's  mother or find him a 'well rounded environment' to live in. That my
friend, is  why he is coming down south in a few weeks. Not only does he want to
meet Ryan  and visit with him and the slave, but he wants to check us out and see
if his  boy would be willing to live with us. It's like he's going to ask his
own flesh  and blood if he wants to live here and to become a servant to us.
AND you and I  both know what that fucking means. We'd let Henry train him,
use him and teach  him everything that the fucking brat doesn't already know and
then we'll all be  able to use the twerp as our sex slave for years and years
to come. Let's face  facts bro; the kid has no formal education and couldn't
get a fucking job unless  it was picking up garbage; so living here would seem
a hell of a lot nicer than  what the shithead has  now."

Jeb  was about to say something, as he seemed so damn excited; glowing from
ear to  ear, but Troy put a finger to Jeb's lips and kept him  silent.

"Now  then dear brother, aren't you happy and surprised. I think you should
be; after  all the work I've done just to get Ryan's brother down here, and now
have opened  up the possibility of having a 'playmate' for Henry", Troy
whispered in an  excited, overbearing  voice.

Both  men looked around and discovered that Henry had slipped back into the
kitchen.  Jeb stood up and eased his shorts off and pulled his shirt off; and
not  surprised about his brother's actions, Troy once again spread his legs
wide.

Jeb  wasn't sucking his brother's dick for long, as Troy's cock seemed to
desire  something more than a warm mouth. It took less time for Jeb to pull off
and turn  around, kneeling on all fours than it takes to flip a fucking
pancake.

Troy put a sizeable amount of spit on his hand before coating his own cock
with  it. Gently he eased his cock into Jeb's hole while Jeb moaned quietly.
Troy  could never get over how nice his brothers ass looked all puckered and so
damn  inviting. The actions of the brothers did not go unnoticed; as Ryan told
Paul to  avail his mouth to Jeb's cock.

Quietly,  Paul crept over to stand momentarily in front of Jeb, before he got
down, turned  around and eased himself betweens Jeb's outstretched hands;
placing his mouth  directly under Jeb's massive physical asset. Paul, unless he
raised his own  head, couldn't get much of Jeb's cock in his mouth, but for now
both he and Jeb  seemed satisfied.

Ryan  watched for a minute, maybe two; before he climbed from the pool and
planed the  water from his own body, something that he'd probably be having his
own slave do  one of these  days.

Henry  was coming out the door, just as Ryan was going in. Henry stepped
aside,  lowering his head; while maintaining a firm grip on the large tray of
appetizers  and condiments. "Sorry Master Ryan, excuse me for being un-attentive",
Henry  said with a perky glee to his  voice.

"No  problem Henry, I was just going to go down and check on my new slave",
Ryan said  with a less than enthusiastic tone to his  voice.

Henry  always seemed to have a knack for showing up at all the right times. I
guess he  somehow felt left out, seeing his two Masters engaged in a sexual
activity, with  another guest laying prone beneath Jeb, sucking Jeb's dick.
It was enough for  Henry to become overcome with jealousy as he set the tray
on the table and  quickly spread himself over top of Paul's cock and began a
most excellent, well  established rhythm of cock sucking. Troy could do no more
than smile, as he knew  exactly what Henry was feeling and he always wanted
his Henry to feel a sense of  belonging to him and Jeb. Henry had over the
years, known of Troy fucking Jeb,  but it wasn't something he saw often or heard
either of them talking about. He  just knew, from all the times he dried Jeb's
ass, seeing how round and puckered  Jeb's flesh was, that Jeb was taking cock
more than he, Henry,  was.

The  four men seemed oblivious to the world and even there surroundings, as
Ryan sat  quietly alongside his brothers cage; staring in total awe of his one
and only  true love.

The new slave slept soundly, not aware of Ryan's presence, as Ryan watched
the  rising and falling of the slave's chest.

Ryan  observed every available inch on his slave's body, noting the rings,
the  baldness and the huge anal plug which so prominently stood out. The cuffed
hands  and the scrotum weight seemed to heighten Ryan's awareness to just how
far his  new slave had transformed in such a short time. Ryan wondered how
much more  could his brother withstand, how much longer it would be, how much
more grueling  torment, his brother would endure before coming to believe the
love of one  another. Ryan was in no hurry for his brother to cross over into his
new world;  just as long as Ryan was in control and Ryan retained his
defining love for his  own flesh and  blood.

There  was a slight, but significant movement on the slave's part; as he
moved ever so  close the sides of his cage. Ryan, not anticipating such a move,
was momentarily  shaken; not wanting his brother to even know he was there with
him. However,  before Ryan joined the others; he got down against the bars,
touching them ever  so gently, and placed his hand on his slave's genitals.
"Soon my brother, we'll  be together, for eternity." Ryan slipped out of the
basement with the same  degree of stealth as he'd entered. Bill opened his eyes,
wet with tears, trying  his best to understand everything, wanting to trust
people, needing to trust  people and desiring to trust his brother. Both 'men' had
been raised in a good  home, knowing all to well that brothers are the
sustaining factor in a family's  life. Did Bill think that his brother was the only
way he'd survive and did Ryan  think that without his slave brother in his
life that his own life would remain  one of peril and despair? Both of the
brothers seemed to have much to meditate  on, but as for Bill, sleep once again
overcame his need to think; and as for  Ryan, his night was not even half  over.

Everyone, including Paul, knew the significance of Ryan requiring Paul to sit
 with Henry; while the three men talked amongst themselves. If Ryan was going
to  keep Paul as his lover/submissive, then Ryan would have been correct in
setting  up guidelines and boundaries for the two of them to follow. Confused,
Ryan had  told his confidants that he was going to rely heavily upon them to
help guide  him through this next phase of his life. Troy and Jeb accepted
Ryan's request  with the stipulation that 'advice given IS advice  taken'.

It  seemed as though Henry wasn't objecting to any of the seating
arrangements on  this one particular night. Although Paul had on his shorts and shirt for
dinner,  Henry remained bare butt naked; hoping perhaps to elicit some kind
of remark  from his table companion. The two 'boys' seemed to be getting along
quite well,  as laughing, at times, seemed to distract the topic of
conversation at the main  table.

When  Henry got up to check on the three men, he was taken back by Paul
rising up and  asking to help. Both 'boys' eagerly went about fussing over the
three males as  if they were some kind of Greek Heros.

After the  males had been 'pampered' by the two 'boys' attentiveness, they
quickly got back  into the theme of their ongoing discussion.

Paul even  helped out in the kitchen, preparing the tray of coffee cups and
desserts. Henry  basked in all of the maleness which Paul seemed to emit from
his naïve self;  apparently not even knowing what the three men were saying
about  him.

Paul  delivered the tray of coffee and desserts to the table and was taken
quickly by  the wrist and asked, "why is it that you're wearing clothes when the
other 'boy'  remains properly  dressed?

Paul looked frightened answered Troy very simply, the with the only answer he
 knew to be honest; "I didn't know that I was supposed to be  naked."
"Not naked,  you fucking idiot! I asked you why you weren't dressed properly!
Troy  bellowed.

Caught by surprise, Paul had to conjure up something quick to say and luckily
 for him it was the right answer. A quick look at Ryan and Paul said, "I'm
sorry  Sir, I wasn't aware that I was required to be dressed in such a  manner."

Ryan seemed pleased that Paul was a quick study of the life of a submissive.
Paul stepped back from the table, with Henry watching from behind, and
stepped  out of his shorts and shirt, kicking his flip flops off to one  side.

The  three men seemed rather pleased that Paul shucked his clothes and
presented  himself  naked.

"A  meal or even a beverage is best served by a boy who is properly dressed
and not  carrying the stench of the world with him. There's nothing worse than
to have a  meal or beverage and have to endure the smell of the world on a
'boy'. That  young man is why you should always stay properly dressed when at
home or with  your man or master which ever the case may be", added Jeb with no
less  enthusiasm.

Paul for the very first time seemed to feel humiliated. And I'm sure that the
 purpose of the little sermon was indeed to make him feel rather ashamed; for
at  least not knowing that much about a master/slave  relationship.

Paul quickly turned away, seeking solace from Henry; not to mention that his
own  cock was once again started to rise. Henry motioned him over to the other
table;  but the action was quickly halted by  Troy.

"Henry, damn YOU! How many times have you been told not to motion using your
fucking head like that. Get your fucking ass over here and take this 'thing'
away from our  table."

Moving like his feet were on fire, Henry came up and took a firm grip on
Paul's  cock and pulled him back to where they were a 'safe distance' from the
males.

Time  seemed to stand still for Paul, as he tried to comprehend the error
he'd just  made. Henry stood silently, knowing that his masters were either
really upset or  else they were just demonstrating to Ryan the proper way that they
themselves  trained him.

Finally Ryan stood up and beckoned for Paul to come forward. Paul moved near
the  speed of light; fearing another outburst from one of the  males.

"Paul, you know how much I care about you. You've been a blessing in
disguise;  in the worst time of my life.  Now I want to return your kindness", Ryan
said to his new  beau.

Ryan  stood up and picked Paul up, carrying him like a baby; back to the
table where  he and Henry had eaten their evening meal. As gently as possible,
Ryan laid Paul  on the table, on his back. Ryan quickly and fastidiously arranged
Paul so that  his pucker hole was just beyond the edge of the  table.

As  Ryan got between Paul's legs, pushing the ankles up and back, he saw a
look on  Paul's face that he couldn't discern. He looked caringly into Paul's
eyes trying  to decipher the meaning floating across Paul's  face.

Paul  turned his head, briefly, to see Jeb, Troy and Henry coming  closer.

"Now  Paul, I think you must know what is about to happen. I won't go through
with  this unless you tell me that you really want this to occur. You have
nothing to  fear or be ashamed of. All of us here know that you are still a
virgin. I do not  intend to cause you undue pain and distress; but you know that
taking your  virginity is not a pain free experience", Ryan said in such a way
as to calm any  nervousness of the flesh which lay open before  him.

"You  are so fortunate", Jeb starting in the moment Ryan stopped talking,
"that Ryan  is a loving and caring person. You two have spoken your thoughts over
the weeks  you've known each other and by now I'm guessing that you are ready
to become  Ryan's friend/lover/'boy'. It is a commitment that must be taken
very seriously.  It is a life filled with love and hope. It also is a life
filled whereby many  demands will be placed upon you. Not only will you give up
your virginity here  tonight, but you will also give up most of what you've
accepted in life's  journey, be it physical, mental, emotional and  monetary."
Jeb waited  for a few seconds for his words to sink in before continuing.
Giving up  such freedoms is something that you've decided that you are willing
to do; just  for the simple fact that you've always been at 'Chains' and not
those frilly,  girly, fag bars in the city. You knew what to expect because that
is what your  mind told you that you wanted it, needed it and desired it. I
commend you on  maintaining your virginity up to this point. It is not often
that a man such as  yourself is able, let alone, capable of doing so. There have
been, I'm sure,  many times whereby others would have liked to fuck you and
you rejected those  advances; which shows your personal commitment towards your
own  future."

Paul was all awash with emotions as he processed the words spoken to him by
Jeb  and Ryan. He knew that his life, some what like Ryan's, wouldn't be
complete  unless he made this commitment to his lover. He knew his world was going
to  change drastically and immediately the moment he got impaled on Ryan's
cock.

Troy  was running his fingers through Paul's hair, as Ryan was gently
smoothing the  pubic hairs that spawned abundantly around the man's endowment. Just
from the  excitement of having his fingers so close to Paul's cock, encouraged
Ryan to  begin the deflowering  ceremony.

With the patience of Job and the thoughtfulness of a good master, Ryan slowly
 began pressing his staff against the rose colored entrance of Paul's rectum.


Troy  continued mussing with Paul's hair, as Jeb moved his mouth over one of
Paul's  nipples and began to heighten the sensual experience with his tongue.
What Paul  couldn't see or feel, was the moist lips belonging to Henry
starting to engulf  Troy's cock.

The sparkling eyes of Paul and Ryan merged, as if uniting as one, just as the
 head of Ryan's penis penetrated the outer ring of Paul's ass. No sooner had
Paul  overcome the initial discomfort; the lips left his nipple, the hand left
his  head; leaving only the two love struck men to consummate their
relationship.

Even mother  nature cooperated, not even allowing a single sound from her
earthly creatures  to spoil the time the two men were docked in this wonderful
time in their lives.  It was as if the earth fell silent and still; as the two
men exchanged soft  caring words of their expression of love for one another.

That is one  thing that Ryan knew and highly respected. And he of all people
was not going to  simply ruin Paul by ravaging his asshole. Whipped or gang
fucking some poor kid  at 'Chains' was one thing; but the here and now brought
out only the best of  Ryan, to which his friends and mentors knew all to well
had been buried deep  within Ryan's soul. Yet, his friends and mentors
surrounding him now; also knew  that Ryan had even more tough days ahead of him as he
would also have to dig  deep to discover his feelings for his own flesh and
blood.

Minutes which seemed endless, concluded in a triumphant celebration as Ryan's
 seed found its way into Paul's body. Both men, now covered in sweat, smiled
at  each other; as Ryan lowered himself onto Paul's torso, both men breathing
rapidly, accepting the fact they both had just made a seemingly simple act of
 sex turn into a moment of devotion and  respect.

There were congratulatory high fives, hugs and kisses amongst all of the men,
 including the new 'boy' Paul; as he was helped off of the table top by Ryan
and  Henry.

However wonderful the experience and moment, there was still one breathing
body  in the basement that was in need of its master. Ryan asked Henry to
prepare a  'respectable' meal for the slave; as he continued to fawn over  Paul.

Paul  was well aware of the next step, which sure as heck wasn't going to be
a  'wedding reception'.  Troy, Jeb and Ryan continued to chat away like a
bunch of old hens, including Paul in their talk, who remained rather  silent.

Henry came out with a bowl and scooped up large  amounts of the leftovers
which they hadn't eaten at dinner and gave it to  Ryan.

Ryan took the bowl, and then gave Paul a kiss; assuring him  that everything
was going to be okay and not to worry. As Ryan neared the  kitchen door, Paul
was back on the table, being tied down, and spreadeagled;  with the last
glance through the window showing Henry using a scissor to clip  away the bush of
youth, which once hid the fullness of Paul's  cock.

Filled with emotion, Ryan wasn't concerned about anyone  hearing his
footsteps as he bounced down the stairs. Once the light was turned  on, Ryan could see
his slave moving about, on his side, trying to maintain some  level of
comfort.

Unlocking the cage, Ryan moved quickly to release  his slave's bound legs and
arms. Even with his hands covered in leather mitts,  the slave found comfort
in rubbing the sore and aching limbs on his body.

Ryan sat next to the slave and began helping by rubbing the legs  with vigor.
Ryan's slave, being a male, responded to these actions by showing  signs of
an erection; which seemed to delight Ryan.

Ryan remained  silent, throughout this process; simply observing his brother,
knowing all to  well that soon the two of them were going to have 'the talk'
which had to take  place between the two of them.

As the slave 'boy' began to show  signs that his limbs were back to normal,
Ryan eased the slave back onto the  mat; lifting up the legs, and placing the
ankles on his own shoulders.

Reaching forward Ryan took a firm hold on the butt plug and slowly  began to
extract it from the quivering confines of the slave's ass. Ryan was  quite
amazed at how well the plug had done its job; expanding the sphincter  muscle,
allowing him to see the bright pink innards of the slave's  body.

The slave seemed to have grown used to having the plug up its  ass, as there
appeared not one shred of discomfort or anguish when the plug was  pulled out.
Ryan knew that the two of them would bond soon enough, but for now,  Ryan
would find something else to do with his fist.

Setting the  plug aside, Ryan set about untying the back of the hood and
eased it off of the  slave; watching his brother's eyes blink and get
re-acquainted with the light.  There was a moment when Ryan realized that the slave could
strike out at him and  try to escape the basement chamber; but that thought
faded fast, as soon as Bill  recognized his brother and proceeded to drape his
hands and arms around his  master.

Ryan's emotional level peaked, not knowing what the  significance of the
moment was depicting. Was his brother just glad to see him,  or was there some
underlying cause for the slave to embrace his  master.

To Be Continued...

p.s. I'll get back to longer  chapters now that we're  back



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