Date: Tue, 6 May 2008 02:18:53 -0400
From: Chris Johns <chris-johns@hotmail.com>
Subject: Paradise Lost Chapter 2

			       Paradise Lost

				 Chapter 2

			 My Term of Slavery Begins

Twenty of us arrived on the island from Mombasa in a private jet so we had
no idea where the island was. As soon as we arrived we were led off to our
accommodation. First shock, it was like a barrack room with twenty beds in
it and communal bathroom. Alongside each bed was a chest of drawers and at
the opposite end to the bathroom were a line of wardrobes. The windows had
mosquito screens as did the entrance door, there were overhead fans but no
air-conditioning. Most of us were already beginning to sweat.  We were
pretty well in shock when Mike walked in.

"Gentlemen, this will be your home for the next three months. Your dining
room is next door. On the notice board at the entrance will be posted your
individual routines for each day and numbered outfits similar to what you
had at your auditions. My suggestion is that you shower immediately before
you need to be on duty and don't dress until you are outside where the
breeze will stop you sweating into your clothes. You will effectively be
slaves while you are here and must obey any order without question. If you
baulk at any order you will be punished in public, in front of your peers
and any guests that want to watch. Punishment will be carried out using
this," and he waved a rubber paddle at us. It had a handle and a strip of
thick rubber about four inches wide and fifteen inches long, "or a cane. We
don't like to use the cane because it invariably marks and occasionally
breaks the skin that of course puts you out of action for a week or
more. To prepare you for what is going to happen to you I want you to
follow me to the cinema."

We did and you could have heard a pin drop as we saw twenty young guys like
us being filmed during their stay on this island. They all appeared to
spend their day being fucked in the butt and sucking cock among the more
mundane activities. I saw guys drinking piss, putting on exhibitions of the
kinkiest sex you could imagine and some of them being punished. Mostly that
looked brutal and I was in shock when the lights went up at the end.

Mike came back onto the stage and started to speak.

"You don't have to indulge in any of the sex and kinky activity if you
don't want to but the next film will show you what you will be doing as an
alternative. Of course this activity has no rewards so no 100K at the end,
just your flight home"

The next film showed us the dissenters emptying cesspools wading in it up
to their chests and using their hands to remove the solid bits. I was
almost throwing up and I couldn't smell what those boys smelt.

"They have no washing or shower facilities and do their pissing and
crapping where they work. Don't worry, they sleep in the pig pen at the end
of the island. Now anyone want to change their status?"

There were a few, "You can't do this to us," but when Mike said read your
contract I can do what I like, everyone shut up and that night the
discussion centred on what we were going to do.

Eventual decision, we would all do our best to be co-operative pussy boys
and make the most of a bad job. Adam looked like he was shaping up to be
our leader because he was working the angles already, but in the event he
gave me the strength to carry the crew through our trauma.

"Ok guys listen up. None of us are ever likely to see each other again
after we leave this island so we don't have to be coy with each other. I
know that giving head and taking it up the back require experience and
practice if we are going to do the job well enough to avoid punishment. If
any of you are gay, or simply have experienced gay sex we need your input
to help us get up to speed before we get our arses plastered, so please,
come forward and start to teach us, no recriminations and I personally will
thump anyone that makes derogatory comments about gays."

Total silence.

Adam looked so forlorn I wanted to help him and I was straight, straight.

"Please guys, law of averages says two of you are gay which probably means
another couple of you are bi and have had some gay experience. You have to
help the rest of us, we're a team, we have to be if we are going to survive
this."

The only other black guy stood up.

"My name's Clark and I fuck pussy but I've sucked cock and taken it up my
chute. I can help train some of you guys."

Before any one could say anything the guy that I considered the most
beautiful creature I had ever set eyes on also stood up and looking very
sheepish said, "My name is Triano, I'm eighteen years old but I'm a 1,000
pound a night escort. I thought this might be a fun break for me. I can
teach you guys to give good head and take cock up your love chutes making
your client squeal with the pleasure you give him."

Another boy stood up. "I'm gay as well, I don't have a huge amount of
experience but I can help Triano and Clark. My name is Jet and I'm twenty."

Everyone looked at him with a quizzical expression, obviously at his name.

He laughed a little shyly and I knew I was going to like him.

"My Dad was a great fan of `West Side Story' before I was born, my name was
always going to be Jet or Shark."

Everybody fell about laughing, and it got worse as someone started singing,
Once you're a Jet you're a Jet all the way from - - - - etc.  Jet became
the most popular guy in our group after three months together.

We settled down again then to discuss what we were going to do. Mike came
back in before we had time to put our discussion into practice.

"Triano, Clark, Jet, tomorrow is a free day for all of you, train these
guys all day. If they are good the next day you all get a $10,000 bonus but
you three get double that," and he was gone.

We knew he had to have listening devices in the dorm so we tore the place
apart until we thought we had them all. I took them to Mike and told him if
he bugged us again we would all go on strike and he could do his worst. I
had just clocked up my first black mark and he didn't take long to let me
know I would pay a heavy price every time I crossed him. None the less, we
think he honoured it but we will never know.

Adam was grinning like a Cheshire Cat when he next spoke.

"I'm ready for someone to take my man meat in his mouth and let me feel
what it's like to get a first class blowjob, and then I'll happily
reciprocate while they teach me the finer arts of this illustrious sport."



The howls of mirth sealed our fate as a group on that first night. We
endured some pretty horrendous kinky sex and punishment during the next
three months but we kept it all together by being there for each other. If
we had been in individual luxury suites we would never have made it and
from conversations with Mike on the way home I knew that he was aware of
the psychology of his actions. I went to work for him in London after this
period without ever telling Sam who he was.



Adam got naked, sat in an armchair and invited Triano to blow him. Failure
straight away, Triano couldn't even get Adam's cock head in his mouth.

"Sorry Adam that is one very impressive piece of man meat that I hope no
one in this room ever has to take in his love chute but, Jonah, why don't
you let me blow you?"

He did. Pulling off every so often to tell the other's what he was
doing. By the time I came I was off in orbit somewhere. The guy was
amazing, no one, ever, had made me orgasm like that.

"Ok three of you get between the legs of Jet, Clark and me, show us what
you can do. You two guys, don't get carried away. Remember you are supposed
to be telling everyone in your circle what is going on."

Lots of very embarrassed looks over the next couple of hours and some very
satisfied guys. A boy called Tony summed up that first session for us.

"Hey guys, cum tastes pretty good don't it? High in protein as well."

We hooted. I wondered if our generation made it easier for us to indulge in
gay sex without being revolted.

The next day wasn't as easy. Sucking a guy wasn't too bad but having his
cock up your arse was a whole other ball game. Triano, Jet and Clark were
great, they broke the ice for us. Jet particularly, he let three guys fuck
him to orgasm telling them what they should be doing and how he was making
it better for them by his use of his anal muscles.

"Adam, why don't you fuck Jonah?"

Everyone looked at Adam's monster and then at the shocked expression on my
face before once again everyone fell about laughing.

"Sorry Adam, looks like the opposite. Jonah be careful as you enter him but
open him up first. Pair off guys to do the same, Jet, Clark and I will keep
an eye on you. Every entry will be painful to start with so hold still as
soon as you get over the sphincter until you see the pain ease from your
partner's eyes, so, missionary position for you bottoms."

Christ, the level of embarrassment from the bottoms made me want to cry
when I looked around. These were all straight guys indulging in anal sex to
come through this ordeal whole. For me the worst was Adam. This guy was
100% male and I was about to feed nine inches of meat into his anus. As I
started to open him up with my fingers and lots of lube I kept apologising
to him.

"Take it easy Jonah, if I have to be fucked by anyone I'm glad the first
one is you. I love you buddy, don't be sad, it's only a fuck."

I looked in his eyes and saw his concern for me, I melted, I was going to
fuck him in the arse and he was worried about me.

"I love you too Adam. If I were gay you would be my first choice for a
lover, I'll try not to hurt you."

"Huh, that weenie, just hope no one makes me use this one on you."

He was laughing and I was too but I did something I never imagined I would
do in a million years. I fell forward and kissed him on the lips. I think
we were both in shock until I shot a gallon of cum inside him and fell
forward again with my head in his neck and my mouth spouting apologies. He
stroked me and I cried, stupid bastard, what did I have to cry about?

"Don't cry Baby, we'll be ok. But don't kiss me again, from you I might
begin to want it."

I looked up into his eyes from my tear filled ones, he was smiling.

Jet said he would take my cherry because there was no way Adam was going
to. He opened me up with fingers the same as I had with Adam then he lubed
us both up before pushing his cock head into me. I couldn't believe the
pain. I screamed and Adam, who was close by, stroked my thighs and spoke to
me softly encouraging me to bare down and relax. Jet was apologising saying
the same. Eventually I did relax and Jet then fucked me for about fifteen
minutes before pulling out slowly and telling me I had done well. He hadn't
cum in my arse so he was still hard. I looked at his cock and realised that
for a little guy he was quite well hung so it was not surprising it hurt.

Routines for the next day were posted for us to read after supper on our
second day. Everyone had sucked a couple of cocks and taken and given a
couple up the love tunnel so we felt a little more prepared for gay sex,
but none of us was prepared for what actually happened.

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