Date: Fri, 10 Jun 2005 23:45:43 EDT
From: SANIBELBOYS@aol.com
Subject: Reality CheckUp Part 20

It was only seconds before some of the invited guests returned to my space.
From  the way they were speaking, one could assume that the majority of them
were  employees at the `Center'.  Two of them went right for my body, tugging
on  the rings and twisting and thumping my buttplug.  The one male was really
cute. Well, not  `cute', but more along the lines of a GQ model. Still, to
me, he didn't seem to be the kind of male that would get his jollies off by
such  a party.

I just concentrated on the marvelous feelings I was getting from the gentle
hands and started to close my eyes, so I could `absorb the moment'.  More
voices and a couple added hands did nothing to deter my sexual feelings.
Suddenly I heard a loud scream come from my right and I instantly wondered what
they were doing to the `boy' that would cause such a scream. I couldn't see,
because a male was blocking any view that I may have had. I all know is that it
was like one of my primeval screams, which I had made myself in the recent
weeks.  Pain forced me to open my eyes now. I could look down at my body,  but
I really didn't need to. I knew from the past what was going on. Mr. GQ was
putting clothespins on me. He had started at the bottom of my leg just above
the  ankle, working his way up towards my waist. By the time he had gotten to
the  knee, the other man, who came in with him, started on my other leg. Neither
of  them was any too careful or gentle when they applied the clothespins to
my body.  Another row of pins went down each side of my legs and the crowning
moment was  when both of them put one last row on the top of my legs. There I
be, hanging  horizontal, legs split like a side of beef with a total of 8 rows
of clothespins  on my legs.

>From the conversations, I discovered that the `boy' to my right was getting
force fucked by some extremely large dildos, while he still remained
inverted.  My guess would be that the `boys' master didn't care how fast, hard or
size of  the dildo. Perhaps his master just desired, needed to hear his `boy'
scream. It  was well known that each of us `boys' has been trained in different
ways,  learning different things, and each still needing to be taught a whole
lot more.  For me, I felt mostly humiliated (for now). I mean after all, with
what I had to  learn in two weeks, left little time for Master to find ways
to humiliate and  humble me, other than what He needed to expose me to.

Apparently the two males had had enough fun with just doing my legs, and told
 Master `thank you' and moved on. Master left the legs covered with the
clothespins. Dr. Parker came into view, and looked at my body then looking at
his two boys said, " your mother and I will be outside taking a short break and
trying out some of the great smelling food. Don't get in anybody's way and
DON'T  do anything, JUST observe."
"Ok dad," said Peter. "Yes Sir," came from Billy.  Dr. Parker said no more,
and left. The other male in my space began talking to  Master, asking
question after question. Master fired the answers off, one right  after the other;
not skipping a beat or breath. Most of the questions were just  the kind you
would expect. Questions from someone who had heard about  Master/Slave relations
but never had seen them. Questions about Master and Cody.  Questions about
Master and myself. Questions about Cody and myself.  I  heard Trey tell Master
that he would be right back, but he needed to get  something. The man continued
to ask questions, while another male was beginning  to tickle the bottoms of
my feet. Oh, I forgot to mention. I am extremely  ticklish.  I began to thrash
about, the best I could; considering the  position of the body. It did no good
at all. I was stuck there. I guess Master  noticed my head jerking quite a
bit and that must of concerned him. He reached  up and got the control box. He
pushed a button and that tightened my neck chains  some more. Then I heard Him
get another chain and attach it to the ring on the  very back of my collar. He
fixed that section of chain to a ring in the floor.  Now I couldn't move my
head up or down, right or left; not even an inch. The  sudden movement of my
body caused the scrotum to bounce about wildly. Being  still semi-full of
saline, it hurt like hell, sending more pain into my  gut.

Trey returned, but I couldn't see everything that was going on. I saw two
slaves  with him, apparently carrying something (s). In a moment Trey spoke up. "
There  you go boys, just sit your asses down here on these barrels and you
can still  see everything and you won't be in anybody's way." The slaves had
brought in two  of those blue plastic barrels for them to sit on. Each of the
boys had a good  view of everything, one boy being on each side of me, but out
of the way. My  mind went to thinking about Cody. Where in my space was he? Was
he doing  ok?

The man continued to tickle my feet and I started to become oblivious to the
feelings. Another man began to add more clothespins to my body. He thought I
would look nice with a "Y" displayed from my nipples down to the base of my
dick. Trey decided that by now I must be having a severe case of dry  mouth.

Trey got a step stool and put it by my head. Standing on the stool, he
unzipped  his jeans, producing his cock for all to see. Next he leaned forward a
bit, just  enough to get his cock head close to my open mouth hole. He let lose
with a  torrent of strong piss, getting most of it in my mouth and the
remainder he got  on my face and throat. "Fucking awesome `dude'. How neat is that
Billy?" Peter  bellowed. Not a word was  exchanged.

All the noise in the `stable' had settled down now to just a low moan here
and a  groan there. Quiet enough for me to hear the rumbling of carts being
wheeled  down the center section. A cart had been placed at each `boys' area.
The carts  were kept covered and nobody seemed to ask about  them.

Dr and Mrs. Parker were enjoying themselves outside. They were seated at a
picnic table eating a wonderfully prepared meal. They were joined at their
table  by a couple of the other guests and one of the masters. Asking the master
questions, right and left and getting them answered equally as fast. Ah! To be
a  fly on the table and hearing the Q&A.

Somebody started ringing an old fashion dinner bell. "Sounds like music to my
 ears," said Master. "How about we go out and eat and listen to a couple of
short  talks from some of us `corporate types'. Trey spoke up and suggested
that Master  leave Cody behind to keep watch on me. Master agreed. Silence came
over the  stable within a couple of minutes, yet one could hear the faint
chatter from the  guests and masters outside. Cody took one of the barrels and
sat on it, right  next to my head, so that I could have good eye contact with
him. He must of  known what I was thinking, because he started to describe and
to tell me what  had gone on with the other `boys'. He told me everything that
he had been able  to see. "You could have handled all of that and not have
screamed one bit," he  said. He moved over to the other side of my head, which I
had forgotten about  and standing on that stool from Trey, pushed down his
shorts and pissed in my  mouth without even saying a word. Getting off of the
stool, he returned to his  barrel seat. " Damn I needed that", he said with a
grin. He started flicking the  clothespins on my chest and he fucking well knew
that I would feel every  movement of them. Again with his `shit eating grin'
. Cody told me about the  carts that had been wheeled in, what each contained
and when they would be used.  I wasn't going to enjoy this part of `weekend
training', that's for sure. "Ops,  it's past rinse time", he remarked. He
left and returned with two more syringes.  This time, however, the rinse was ICE
COLD.  Cody had put these two  syringes in the freezer section, just to be
able to give me a " thrill".   When he was done his little bit of torment, he
clamped off my plumbing and  disconnected my piss bag. "Now then, seeing how
your bag is full, how about you  getting some more to drink" he said.  Taking the
bag and showing me that  indeed it was filled to capacity, he hooked in above
my mouth; on a piece of  small chain that had been hanging there. That little
outflow piece of tube was  put into my mouth, barely getting past my lips. He
opened the clamp and allowed  the piss to slowly drip into me. I was
thankful, that by now, I had learned to  swallow with my tongue being held down. He
sat back down, silent, staring and  motionless.

Outside the group of humans was seemingly having a good time. By now, Master
and  Trey had Doctor and Mrs. Parker and their two sons all to themselves at
their  table. One of the masters had just finished speaking to the whole group
and  before he returned to his table he ordered all the slaves that were
outside, to  come forward. He told the group that for the remainder of the evening
these  slaves shall get and remain naked. Instantly the slaves stripped off
their tank  tops, shorts and sandals. The Parkers commented on the appearance of
the slaves,  with Mrs. Parker saying that she felt a slave should be totally
hairless. Dr.  Parker said nothing. Peter agreed with his mother and Billy sat
quietly, head  and eyes focused on his dinner plate. Master continued
speaking with Dr Parker  about the `Center' and what an asset Dr. Parker would be to
the `Center' and the  gay community. The slaves went about collecting the
empty plates from the  tables, with the occasional swat on the butt or cock grab
from the  guests.

NOTE:   This next section is the  summation of the conversation between the
Parkers and Master. It was told to me  by Trey later the following week, BUT I
thought it was very interesting and have  decided to place it in my story.
Maybe some of the readers will be able to  relate to it. I found the conversation
to be in line with this, the real world,  and not something that one would
only wish  for.

Dr. Parker specializes in the care and treatment of the elderly. Mrs. Parker
is  a licensed teacher. And, Mrs. Parker wears the pants in the family. Yikes,
now  that makes me ill. <G> Peter and Billy were a lot older than I had
thought.  Peter was almost twenty years old and Billy had recently turned
eighteen. Both boys had been `home schooled' from the age of six. I suppose  living
way up there in the Dakotas leaves more time for schooling at home versus
spending a lot of time on a school bus, riding for two hours each  way.

Mrs. Parker was raised on a ranch and loved that life while growing up and
then,  too, when married with two small children. Dr.Parker loves his work as
well, but  with the decline in the senior citizens up there, clients were
becoming fewer  and fewer and therefore personal income just wasn't coming in as
fast as Mrs.  Parker wanted (needed) it to. It was Mrs. Parker who discovered the
 advertisement for another doctor in our area. It was Mrs. Parker who decided
on  dragging the whole family down here to check out the city, the "Center"
and now  our  `group'.

And now!  The "Times and Life of the Parkers".  When the two of them  got
married, it was Mrs.Parker who decided to have a small ranch. It was Mrs.
Parker who decided on home schooling the boys. Mrs.Parker decided on what  clothes
Dr Parker would wear at work and at home. It was Mrs.Parker who decided  that `
her' two boys would remain naked at all times, except when the weather
turned cold. It was Mrs.Parker who decided that Peter would tend to all the  chores
in their small stable, the lawn, etc. and it was Mrs.Parker who decided  that
Billy would learn to clean, cook, sew, etc.

So, too, it was Mrs.Parker who caught Peter and Billy. Apparently Peter was
in  the shower, and hadn't pulled the shower curtain completely closed. Billy
saw  the water on the floor, which he had just finished cleaning and said
something  to Peter about it. Peter grabbed Billy and yanked him into the shower
with him.  He made Billy wash his body and when Billy was crying and washing
Peter's  `private area' is when Mrs.Parker walked in on the scene. From this inno
cent  event, Mrs.Parker ASSUMED that both her sons were different from other
male  youths.

She told her husband about it when he got home. She made Dr.Parker take both
boys outside and discipline the both of them with his belt. From that day
forward the boys never had a door on their room or their bathroom. Mrs.Parker
needed to always have visual access to her boys.

I can't imagine growing up in front of my parents, naked and not having any
privacy, especially going through  puberty.

It was Mrs.Parker who molded both boys into what they are today. Every chance
 she had, she reminded poor Billy that he was a lesser male than his brother.
 That Billy should be proud of Peter for all the work he does outside. The
only  time Billy was allowed out of the house was to exercise or to ride his
horse.

What Trey told me next, knocked me for a loop!!!!!
Mrs.Parker, right there,  in front of Dr.Parker and the two boys, told Peter
to tell Master and Trey what  he had been making Billy do for him or to him.
Dr. Parker had lowered his head  and folded his arms.  Poor Billy just put his
head down on the table as  Peter began his dissertation.


Peter began by saying that  twice a day, Billy would help him in the shower.
If by chance, Peter had to  `pee' while showering he made Billy kneel while
his hot piss landed on his head.  If Peter had to piss while out of the shower
he made Billy hold his `willy'  while he pissed. And, after sitting on the
toilet doing a do-do, he made Billy  wipe his butt clean. On the nights it was
cold, Peter made Billy sleep with him,  to help keep him warm. When Peter was
old enough, he made Billy `wank willy' for  him.

Master then asked Peter a question. He asked him where he got  all these nice
ideas. Peter replied, that his mom had told him what to make  Billy do.
Master then asked if Peter enjoyed it and Peter replied that he  thought it was
great. Peter added, that at times, he wished he could have done  more with/to
Billy. Master didn't say another word, just starred at  Mrs.Parker.

Master turned to Billy and asked him to raise his head.  Billy had been
silently crying.  Master asked Billy what he thought of  everything that had been
said. Billy said that his mom taught him to be  submissive to his older
brother. His brother should be treated like a king.  Peter worked so hard for her and
his dad. Billy was happy to be able to please  his older brother, but
sometimes felt embarrassed when his mom was present,  watching the two of them. More
embarrassed when both his parents were watching.  Master said that he should
never feel embarrassed. Master told Billy that to  pleasure Peter was bringing
happiness and harmony into the whole family. Master  asked Billy if he wanted
to do more to pleasure his brother and Billy  replied,  "If mom and dad want
me to I will".

Master then  looked at Dr. Parker and asked him if there were other things
Billy could do to  bring the family closer together. Dr. Parker stated that
everything both boys do  always brings pride and happiness into the family. He
would always want, like to  see, his family stay happy. So, that is one of the
reasons Mrs.Parker brought  the family down.

It was when Master turned to speak with Mrs.  Parker, that Master got a
little uneasy within Himself. Mrs.Parker just began  speaking, as if she was in
total control of everyone at the table. She told  Master that if they relocated
to Florida, she expected more out of her husband,  Peter and Billy. She would
expect her husband to be more of a man, to earn more,  yet to become more
submissive to her. YIKES!  She blurted out that Peter  had to become more of a man,
more assertive towards his brother and not have to  be told what to do, to
make Billy more submissive. As for Billy, she wanted only  the best for him. She
wanted him to learn his purpose in life, which to her, was  being a slave to
Peter and his mom and dad. She wanted her life to be made a lot  easier by
having both her boys around her constantly. She made no bones about  saying that
when SHE wanted sex with her husband, is the only time Dr.Parker got  any
relief. She further stated that she wanted her family so close, that when  her
husband was home, he too would remain naked.

I could only feel  a little sorry for the males in that family. In reality
such a life is possible.  In reality such lives do exist. They exist when all
parties agree to the wants,  needs and desires of each other.  Keyword  "agree".



Mrs. Parker then made a formal request  of Master. She asked Master," should
I decide that the move and income would  benefit my family, would you consider
taking care of the two boys while my  husband and I return home to wrap
things up and make the move. Of course, I  shall pay you for their room and board.
I wouldn't expect them to stay with you  free of charge. Besides, they both
might just learn a thing or two. My husband  will be busy with you for the next
couple of days, while I look at houses; so  perhaps the boys could stay with
you starting tonight, and that would save us  the added expense of the
additional hotel room."

Master made a few  comments and recommendations to Mrs.Parker then agreed to
the arrangement, with  some concern as to what to do with the boys while he
was at work or away from  the house. Mrs. Parker assured Master that she would
stop by the house during  the day to check up on her boys, and stop by
frequently at  that.

Master sealed the agreement by shaking the hand of Dr.Parker,  while he only
smiled at the Mrs. After the arrangements had been made, Mrs.  Parker spoke,"
well Billy, you might as well get naked right this minute." Billy  raised his
head from the table, stood erect and removed all his clothes. Not  once did he
look down at anyone's face. He starred straight ahead, out of  embarrassment
and shame.

So went the conversation at the table. The  more I think about it, the more I
felt happy. For whatever time the two boys had  stayed with us, the whole
house felt like a home.

I heard the  voices get closer and closer. Soon Master and Trey were back,
trailed by Peter  and Billy. Peter sat on the barrel to my right and Billy sat
to my left. It was  when Billy sat down that I could just make out that he was
naked. I couldn't see  all of him but enough to know he didn't have clothes
on. All the others had  returned as well. Cody told Master that he had cleaned
my bladder twice and that  I had swallowed all of my own nectar as well as
his. Master was pleased. Master  was also pleased to see the clothespins still on
my body.

Master  turned to Cody and told him to hurry out with the other bed/house
slaves and get  something to eat, before the food got cold. Cody was out the
stable doors before  the sound of Masters voice had disappeared.

Dr. and  Mrs.Parker stopped in briefly and it was Mrs. Parker who commented
on my body  again and how nice I looked. She said that they were leaving now
and reminded  the boys to remember all their manners and to obey Trey and
Master. Before  turning to go, Dr. Parker gave each boy a hug and kiss and
Mrs.Parker only  said," perhaps when we see you both tomorrow you will each have a
proper hair  cut". They left, and I felt better not being this way in front of a
female  body.

Moans and groans started up immediately across from me, and  Peter made a
comment about it. " Damn, look at that `boy'. I've never seen that  before, but
mom has told me about it." Master and Trey both looked in the  direction of
the sound. The `boy' was getting his mouth and his butt filled at  the same
time. Billy remained silent, staring off into space. "Do you think I  will be
doing that sort of thing?" Peter asked.  No one answered that  question. Several
males came over and chatted with Master while Trey was  pressing on my
stomach, trying to cause discomfort in my bladder. Trey spoke in  general to no one,
" I wonder if `boys' bladder is needing relief? Perhaps we  should re-attach
his plumbing." He took a firm hold of my dick and asked Peter  what he
thought about how it looked with all the decorations, being split and my  own
plumbing. Peter, before answering, got off his seat and joined Trey. "Is it  alright
if I hold it, I've never touched another mans penis before."  Trey
responded that it was a normal thing for a master to touch his slave, so he  released
my dick as Peter's hand was taking over.  Regardless of what  Master was
doing, or whom he was talking with, He never took his eyes off of  me.  I think
Master was enjoying hearing Trey talk to Peter, like Trey was  sort of a teacher
now. Perhaps Master was listening to Trey to see if Trey was  feeling
comfortable with Peter around.  Peter was asking lots of questions  about my rings,
bar and plumbing, and Trey had all the correct answers for  him.

Each of the guests that had been speaking to Master and  watching Trey and
Peter, slowly turned in my direction. One by one, they  elevated themselves on
the stool and pissed torrents of hot nectar into my mouth  and on my body.
Peter turned and looked with an evil grin towards Billy. Billy  sensed what the
look meant.  After the males had pissed they all began to  play with my body
rings. They were twisting and pulling under the watchful eye  of Master. I
figured out that they, too, were just employees here for the party  but not into the
life of master/salve. They just wanted to feel the `power' of  domination
just once in their lives. They bid their farewells to Master, thanked  Him for
the party and left, Hand in Hand.  Slowly, the number of guest had  shrunk to
about 10. Whew!! Breathing room.

A rather large man came  up to Master and chatted briefly. Peter was still
asking Trey question after  question; one hand on my dick and his other hand
twisting the base of my  buttplug. Billy had been squirming on his seat. He
turned to Master and asked  him where the bathroom was. Master asked him if he had
to poop or pee. Billy  said he only had to piss. Master instructed him how and
where to piss, but Billy  said he could `hold it' a bit longer. Peter
hearing this, without releasing me,  told Billy to do as Master had instructed.
Billy looked at me, seeming like he  was melting inside his soul. He stood, rose
up on the stool next to my face. He  took hold of his dick, and just stood
there in silence. I don't think he was  comfortable with all eyes watching him.
Just then a thunderous scream came  from off to my right, and I suppose the
sound scared Billy just enough that he  started his nectar flowing. All eyes
around me, looked into the direction of the  scream. The `boy' to my right was
getting his first, and I might add, forceful  fist fucking. Billy looked down
at me, realizing what he was now doing. He moved  his stream of piss from my
body to my mouth and let the remainder of it go down  my throat. Peter also
turned in time to see Billy finish empting his bladder and  said to Billy, " Good
boy Billy, way to go. I hope someday you will be drinking  my piss instead of
me having to waste it down the toilet. Do you see how well  the master's `boy
' knows his duty." By now the eyes were back to Billy and me.  Billy climbed
off stool and took his position on the barrel seat, saying  nothing. Peter
reminded Billy of his manners. " Thank you Sir for allowing me to  pee, and to
pee in your `boy' Billy said with face hanging down. "That a way  Billy, see
there, you can be such a good boy if only you tell yourself you were  born to
be a slave." Peter piped up.

"Peter, I want you to meet  Mr.Inus." Master said, once again with
authority. "Mr.Inus is the barber who  comes to the `Center' weekly to give residents
hair cuts. In accordance with  your parents wishes, he is going to cut your
hair and your brothers as well."  Peters' mouth dropped to his chest. Billy
remained motionless, still looking  into my eyes. "Yes Sir", said Peter.

About this time one more male  came into my space. He greeted Master with a
pleasant tone to his voice. Trey  remained where he was, Peter moved towards
Mr.Inus; Billy remained `withdrawn'  on his seat. Cody was still away eating (I
guess). The man who had just arrived  went between my split legs and was soon
on his knees. Like, Damn! Whoa Baby,  what's going on here.  Carefully, the
man removed my buttplug and as soon  as it was out, he stuck his face right
there, tonguing my hole like he was a  starved human being. " O my God, Holy
Shit, Fucking Fantastic!" shouted Peter.  Trey giggled at the outburst from Peter
as he saw what the man was doing with  me. Me, on the other hand, was starting
once again to go to that special place  in my mind where all good slaves go;
so we can enjoy such a feeling of being  pleasured in such a way.

Before Peter had gotten to far from his  barrel stool, Master had him bring
it with him. Mr.Inus had Peter sit, with back  straight and head held firmly
looking straight ahead. Master told Mr.Inus that  Peter was learning his place
within his family structure being that of a young  master to his brother Billy.
Peter must have had some tears in his eyes, not  wanting his beautiful hair
cut. Master picked up on this right away, and not  wanting to cause too much
tension told Trey to pull the wall back into place off  to my right. Trey went
and easily slid the wall back, closing off any view they  had of the other `boy'
 and likewise any view they may have had of what was going  on over here. We
were still visible to those across from us though, but from the  sounds of it,
those guys were wrapped up in their own little world already.  <G>

Mr.Inus produced his clippers out of a canvas bag. I  suppose they were of
the cordless variety, as I couldn't see any cord.  So  there was Peter sitting
right next to his brother, fixing to get his hair  cut.  On with the clippers
and in no time, Peter has a `high and tight'  military haircut. Mr.Inus looked
for approval from Master and Master said it  looked great. Mr.Inus then had
Peter place both of his hands behind his head,  which he did. A sharp pair of
scissors was produced and Peters' shirt fell from  his body. Peters' eyes went
wide with shock. An attachment was placed on the  clippers and Peters' armpit
hair was trimmed down to barely over half an inch.  Not bad looking for a
young master, if I say so myself.

The mouth  that was eating out my hole retracted. The man stood up and took
my catheter in  his hand. He leaned forward, removing the clamp and placing his
mouth over the  plumbing. My piss went flowing and I began to feel relief in
a  hurry.

I looked back to see Mr.Inus with a can of shaving cream and  a straight
razor. He proceeded to cover the hair on Peters' chest with the foamy  stuff and
began to swiftly remove any chest hairs that Peter may have had. He  wiped the
razor clean, by pulling it backwards across my own stomach. He  continued to
shave Peter until he was free of any chest hairs and smooth like a  billiard
ball. Master spoke with His approval and told Mr.Inus to  continue.

The male swallowing my piss was done and had re-clamped  my plumbing. It was
now that Cody came back to us, and upon seeing all the  happenings his face
lit up like a police car in high pursuit. Cody went and gave  Master a big huge
hug and kiss then thanked Master for allowing the meal and the  chance to chat
with some of the other slaves at meal. Master looked long at  Cody. Cody
tried to figure out what Master was trying to communicate to him.  Cody looked
around the space, and then looked across the aisle and everywhere  his eyes could
see. DingDong!  HELLO!

Master was  getting upset by the second and an amount of tension and fear
began to fill the  space. "Cody, did you not notice the dress code of the other
slaves when you and  the others went out to meal?" Now we all knew when Master
is upset what His  voice sounds like, and this was one of those moments. Jesus
Cody! LIGHTS ON, BUT  NOBODY HOME OR WHAT?

What ever it was that brought Cody back  to reality was a welcome relief.
Cody immediately removed all of his clothing  and sandals, folding them properly
and setting them by my kit bag.   Whew!!!!!! I didn't need, want nor desire
Cody to get his face whacked or even  worse. Not here, not today, not ever.

The `voice of doom' sounded  in my space. The ringmaster had joined us,
briefly, to see if or when Master  would be ready for him. Master told him to
return later to check and see how  things here were progressing. Thank you lord
above!

I could see  Billy gazing at Cody's body, assuming the worst. I must say that
I still like  that patch of neatly trimmed hair just above Cody's penis and
his head hair.

Mr.Inus then asked Peter to stand up on top of the barrel. Peter  looked a
might bewildered at the request but did as he was asked. Mr.Inus  proceeded to
slip Peters pants down to his ankles. Then he none to politely  yanked his
undies down. Looking up, I could see one hell of a huge penis and  nice scrotum.
Where did he get that penis? Jez! Then the clippers started back  up and began
trimming his pubic hairs and the more the hairs became shorter the  longer the
penis got. Mr.Inus was working fast, I think due to the level of  Peters'
dick to his own face. Peter must be mentally willing his penis to remain  calm.
The pubic hair was trimmed and then Mr.Inus shaved a little from the sides  to
give it some shape. He told Peter not to move or flinch because he was going
to shave off the hair from his `cock' and `balls'. With all the practice he
had  amassed, Mr.Inus made light work of the task. Mr.Inus turned back towards
Master  and as before, Master gave a nod of approval. Peter looked over at
Trey. Trey  gave him a smile and thumbs up. What surprised Peter was Trey
quickly dropping  his shorts to show him that he too had the same hairstyle around
his `privates',  and then pulled them back up. Mr.Inus turned back to Peter
and complimented  himself on doing a good job, then without a word, swallowed
Peters' penis. Trey,  Cody and Master broke out into a loud laughter. Not
laughing at Mr.Inus, nor the  fact of Peter getting a mouth around his dick; but the
look on Peter's face was  `priceless'. Peter couldn't say a word. His face
turned fire engine red with  what one could only assume was embarrassment.
Not once did Billy look to  see neither what the haircut looked like nor what
was now happening with his  older brother.

Master suggested to Peter that since his haircut was  finished that he get
down off the barrel. Peter pulled his hips back, taking his  dick out of Mr.Inus'
s mouth. When Peter had planted his pants covered feet on  the ground Master
spoke to him. " You look quite nice now Peter. I think it  best, for the rest
of the night that you remain naked so that you can get used  to your normal
and most proper look. Besides, I feel that your brother will need  to see you
this way as well. I'm sure that he will have to help keep you looking  this way,
if he is properly instructed to do so."  Peter responded with an  affirmative
answer and kicked off his pants. "Don't forget to remove your  sneakers
Peter," Master reminded him. Peter just sat right down on his butt and  took off
his sneakers and pants, and picking up his cut shirt put all of them  next to
Cody's clothes.

Cody excused himself momentarily but  returned with yet another round of
bladder rinsing syringes. Master was pleased  that Cody had not been forgetful of
his responsibilities. I wondered if they too  had been placed in the freezer
compartment. Master had Cody hold off for now on  the bladder rinse, but told
him the rinse would be coming soon. Cody just kept  the syringes in his hands.
Goody, now if they were ice cold, by the time he used  them, the liquid would
be a lot warmer. <g>

"Alright Billy,  it's your turn for a haircut." Master spoke with a bit of
humor in His voice.  "Sit right there and relax. Mr.Inus is a real pro at
giving `slave cuts and  trims'. Cody stood looking, Peter went back to holding my
dick and Trey was just  standing there beaming with delight. I felt something
on my stomach and it was  warm and trembling. It was the hand of Billy. He was
trying to make contact with  anything that would assure him that all was all
right.

I began to  wonder if Billy was thinking about a haircut like Cody, when my
thought process  was interrupted by the sound of the clippers. I looked into
the eyes of a  frightened little boy. Eighteen and never been kissed. Eighteen
and never  knowing about the outside world; except for what his parents had
taught him.  Billy wept openly. Peter started to laugh at him, when Master
sternly told Peter  to put a lid on it. Peter dropped his head down, released my
dick and stood  there like a puppy that just got scolded for piddling on the
floor. Master told  Mr.Inus to turn off the clippers. "Listen to me Billy,"
Master spoke warmly and  caringly " You need a haircut, and your parents want you
to have it. It is  nothing to be ashamed about. You should feel a sense of
pride about you, once it  is finished. You see how the others look, and look at
your brother. How nice he  looks as a dominant sort of male. And furthermore,
while you are here, with us,  you will always be almost, without fail, right
next to my `boy' and Cody. You  won't be left alone, not for one minute. I
promise."

With that  said, Master looked towards Mr.Inus. Mr.Inus asked if Billy was to
receive a bed  or a pleasure cut. Master then turned his head towards Peter
who was still  holding his head down. "Pleasure!" sounded Master. The clippers
came back on and  Billy was soon void of all the hair on his head and his
eyebrows were gone as  well. Billy was digging his fingers into my stomach out of
fear and shame. I was  helpless to come to his aid and I felt so bad. He had
little chest hair so that  was easy enough. By the time Mr.Inus began running
the clippers down Billy's  arm, there was a nice size group of men and slaves
standing in the aisle  watching the proceedings. When the other arm was
finished, Billy had to raise  his arms so the clippers could continue turning Billy
into a pleasure boy. With  the upper body finished the clippers were turned
off. Master looked towards the  crowd of males and asked "any volunteers?"
Hands went flying into the air.  Master selected two of the guests and asked
Mr.Inus to give each of them a  safety razor and the cream. Master told Billy that
perhaps it would be better if  he were kneeling on the top of the barrel.
While Billy was properly obeying my  Master, Master sternly told Peter to look up,
to watch with pleasure, the pride  Billy had in obeying. Peter looked at
Billy and his face turned an ashen color.  Peter hadn't even thought of his
brother, the one who, all these years was being  `groomed' to become a slave, a `boy
' for him and his family.

A pail  of warm water was brought over to the two `volunteers' and they got
busy wetting  Billy's chest, arms, and head. Billy lowered his head to a
horizontal position  allowing the males better access to his scalp. Shaving cream
and a razor made  short work of any stubble on his head. When Billy raised his
head, the tears  were quite obvious but not a sound did he make. I was proud
of him! Next the two  eyebrows were smoothed like a plate of glass. The arms,
pits and chest were done  in no time as well. I thought Billy was being a real
trooper about the  procedure. <g> and I respected him a lot for that.

By now, I  knew that Billy expected to end up looking as I did. Hairless,
totally fucking  hairless. Mr.Inus collected the used razors and tossed them into
his bag. The  clippers came back on while Billy was still kneeling and like
before, his hair  was gone from his pubes. The clippers moved behind him and
made light work of  the fuzz he had on his butt cheeks. Two more volunteers were
called upon to pull  the cheeks apart and the clippers found the few strands
of hair surrounding the  lovehole

Master stared directly into Peter's eyes. "Now, Peter,  come forward and
smooth out the skin of your brothers gift, to you and your  family." Peter moved
ever so slowly towards his brother, taking the shaving  cream and razor that
were held out for him. Peter wiped the area with warm water  and began to cover
the whole area with the cream. He kept clear of Billy's dick  and scrotum
until Master told him that he must have forgotten the two most  treasured parts.
Peter looked ashamed, but obeyed. Like hell-o, he just had his  paws all over
my penis, and I am not even his brother!!!!!!  Peter started  shaving off the
stubble and was doing a good job of it, when he looked up and  saw his brother
staring at him. Their eyes met and it looked to me as if Peter  wanted to
apologize to Billy. Was Billy accepting this like a real submissive  male and
Peter was hoping that all the fun he had with his brother in the years  past was
just that, FUN.  Peter was then told to likewise smooth out the  butt and
pucker hole. The volunteers pulled the cheeks wide to accommodate the  razor and
hand of Peter, and that part of shaving was finished. Peter handed the  used
razor over to Mr.Inus and started to step away.

"Peter, STOP  RIGHT THERE." Shouted my Master. "You as the aggressive one,
the bully, the  dominating one should have the proper respect for a slave or
even a `pleasure  boy'. You have just taken away all visible signs of your own
brother's manhood,  short of removing his penis and scrotum. You should know
that the least you  should do would be to show your appreciation, your love and
mostly your thanks  to him for giving himself to you and to your family. From
what you have told me,  Billy has given you 110 percent of his life. For what
you have made him do to  you and for you in the past; for what he will be
doing for you in the days,  weeks and years ahead! YOU have the responsibility of
saying thank you, a `thank  you' coming from YOU will re-enforce his love
for you that much more. You must  respect him just as much as you respect
yourself."

Peter looked  around, apparently not knowing what to say or what to do. He
must have made eye  contact with Trey, who somehow indicated what Peter should
be doing. Peter put a  hand on each side of the barrel, touching his brother's
legs. Peter bent over  and kissed the head of Billy's dick.  Expressionless,
Billy didn't move a  muscle. Peter kissed Billy's dick from head to base, and
even kissed the little  scrotum several times. To my surprise, Peter opened
his mouth and swallowed  Billy's dick. Still Billy remained perfectly still.
Peter sucked and slurped  until Billy's dick was stone hard, then he removed his
mouth. The crowd of  onlookers broke out into a loud cheer and applauded.
Master and Trey spoke words  of praise. Tears flowed from Peter's eyes, as they
did from Billy. Peter looked  up at his brother again, this time with a much
different feeling. "Billy, I love  you so much, I always have, I always will. I
just never told you how much, but  now..."  Billy's finger went to Peter's
lips. A deathly silence filled the  whole building as Billy leaned down, way
down and took Peter's head in his hands  and gave his own brother, his master,
their very first passionate, loving,  tender kiss.  I bet there wasn't a dry
eye to be found.

Master then asked for another pair of hands to volunteer to finish  smoothing
Billy. Hands went up, but suddenly Peter spoke. "Master, Sir, I wish  to
finish smoothing, removing my brothers, my slaves maleness." With the group  still
silent, Master approved Peter's wish. The group gathered around both Peter
and Billy and patted Billy on his new head and hugged and kissed Peter. Soon
enough, the group returned to what ever it was they were doing before this  `
initiation' ceremony began. Peter was handed the clippers and he glided them
smoothly over the legs of his brother, and then shaved them smooth; even not
forgetting the little hairs on Billy's toes.  With that completed, Mr.Inus  took
hold of his canvas bag and left our space.

Peter needed to  piss badly, and he jumped right up on the stool getting
ready to flood my mouth  hole, when Billy made a motion to Master. Master put his
hand on Peter's  shoulder and told him to hold off a minute. Peter turned to
see his brother  scoot off of the barrel. Billy went directly to his knees.
Peter looked at  Master with a blank stare. In turn Master nodded to Peter that
Billy wanted to  be the one to swallow his brothers golden nectar. Peter looked
down at Billy and  could tell that what Master said was indeed true. Billy
opened his mouth and  Peter, for the first time ever, placed his penis inside. A
flood of warmth and  love overtook Peter, and then he began to piss. Billy's
gagging startled Peter,  but Master had his hand on the shoulder of Peter,
keeping him in place and  allowing the piss to keep flowing into Billy's mouth. A
good amount of piss  flowed out of his mouth and onto the straw below, but I
remembered my first time  all over again and didn't think bad of Billy at all.
When Peter was done, Billy  remained on his knees until Peter told him to
rise and get back up onto the  barrel and take his seat again. Master was well
pleased with what he had just  seen.

Peter went over to Trey, and they smiled at each other as  they shook hands.
Trey gave him a congratulatory `well done'.

Back  in came the ringmaster. He looked around and could easily ascertain
what had  been going on in our space. He reviewed with Master once again, what
was to be  done today. He placed his bag behind my head and then put a small
package of  `stuff' on my stomach. While he was preparing his wares, he was
explaining to  those present what he was going to do and why. With grommets inside
the holes,  it was near impossible for my ring holes to ever close up. He was
about to mess  with my nose ring, when I felt a hand touching my right hand,
and then a  different smoother hand grasp my left hand. I could see that some
of the males  had returned to watch the proceedings. The ringmaster had an odd
looking set of  pliers in his hand, which he used to remove my nose ring. It
didn't come out all  that easy either but the hands and fingers of others,
easing any discomfort,  were massaging both my hands.   He stuck one of those
taper pins  through the hole and I wanted to scream. The taper pin was followed
by the  grommet thing. Once the metal had passed through my septum, he took an
instrument and flared both ends of it at the same time. I was destined
forever  to have a hole in my nose. He put my snout ring back in and spun it around,
 telling everyone that now the ring had more freedom of movement, and in fact
the  ring could eventually be replaced with a much thicker one. The
ringmaster also  informed the males that such a grommet would allow a person to be seen
in public  without them even knowing a body had such a piercing.   I feared
the  worst when the ringmaster started in on my earrings. My fears were not in
vain.  Each taper pin he pushed through was followed by another one, larger
than the  first. After three tapers were used, he looked at Master and said that
he didn't  think anymore stretching should be done for at least a month or
six weeks, as  the ears are now extremely tender. Master seemed ok with that, so
in went the  grommets and then my earrings were put back in place. The holes
he made in my  ears must be huge. The earrings went round and round, until the
bead got to the  grommet. I wondered if the ear hole would eventually be
bigger than the bead.  Only time would tell, I reckon.  The ringmaster copied his
procedure on my  nipples and then it was over for now. God I hated him now. He
should change his  name to `painmaster'. The two males that were holding my
hands appeared on each  side of my face and they wiped away my tears. The two
were Cody and Billy. They  each gave me a kiss on my cheeks. Peter was
standing there sort of speechless,  well not really speechless. It was more like he
was getting ready to pass out or  something, but behind him was my Trey with
one hand on his shoulder and the  other hand on the back of his neck. <g> I
began to think we were becoming  one big family, of sorts.

The ringmaster confirmed the other  things to be completed later and turned
to leave. It was Master who spoke first,  reminding those present, that the
ringmaster would be here for the rest of the  party, and for a short time
tomorrow. If anybody had some piercing needs, now is  the best time to have it done.
Some of the employees of the "Center" followed  the ringmaster. In short time
we all heard the moans and `ouches' coming from  the area of the ringmaster.
Some guest got ears pierced, one got a prince albert  and all of them got
their nipples done. How swell is that!  I suppose the  ringmaster shouldn't
complain about waiting, He made a bundle of bucks on this  one night. I wondered
what rings Billy would end up with.

One by  one the males that got pierced tonight, came into our space and
pissed down my  throat. Some stayed around as others left for home or went to the
other `boys'.  I should have expected what all happened next, but hell, I was
still caught up  with my own agony from the ringmaster and not least of all,
the bonding between  Billy and Peter. Cody handed my bladder syringes to Trey.
Trey kept one and gave  the other to Peter. Peter looked over to Billy and
motioned for him to get off  the barrel and come down to where they were. Very
quietly, he told Billy to put  his mouth over the end of my catheter and release
the clamp slowly, so that he  could regulate my piss flow, so as not to spill
any. Billy followed his words  exactly, to the letter. I didn't know if I
should be feeling anything for Billy,  so I put it out of my mind for the time
being. When Trey noticed that Billy had  ceased swallowing he shoved the first
syringe into my plumbing followed by the  one Peter pushed in. All the time
under the ever-watching eye of my Master.  Seconds later the rinsing fluid came
out and Billy swallowed all of that as  well. Billy kept his mouth on my
plumbing until his brother stroked him on his  head. Billy returned to his place,
sitting ever so erect.

Since  that one guest had sucked at my hole the plug had not been put back
in, so Trey  suggested to Peter to wipe it off first then put it back inside me.
Peter went  at this with the vigor of a newborn colt trying to stand for the
first time. Of  course the plug went in fairly easy, so there was no danger of
Peter causing me  harm. Again with that big grin of Peter's when he was
finished.

Master approached my head, rising up on the stool  exposing his penis for the
first time in front of the two boys. He pissed a  steady beautiful stream
down my throat, not missing his target. When he was  finished he just shoved it
back in his jeans, without saying a word.

Master excused himself briefly and left our space. Trey and Peter  made small
talk, while Cody and Billy were discussing Billy's new look. Billy  was
accepting it, but said that it would take a day or two to `sink in'. Billy
wondered what his parents were going to say, or do, when they saw their sons
tomorrow. Cody assured him that they would understand AND accept their son's new
looks. Billy felt a lot better about that after hearing  Cody.

Master returned and called Cody out into the aisle and then  Master came in
alone. Master told us that it had been an extremely long day and  was sure the `
boys' were exhausted. The slaves had to get the horses bedded down  for the
night as well. The carts, and `target practice' would have to wait until
tomorrow. Master had Billy get down off the barrel and move the both of them  back
against the wall. Master began removing all of the clothespins from my  body,
and man did that hurt like hell; but I was slowly learning to `tough' my
way through it. Then Master got hold of the control box and began lowering me to
 the floor, while telling Trey and Peter how to assist Him. Once I was
completely  flat on the piss soaked floor, Master showed Trey and Peter how to get
me  unhooked and free from my bonds. Billy stood silently by observing the care
they  took with a pleasure `boy'. Master had me move off of the damp straw.
Billy's  eyes bugged out when he saw the proper method of movement for a `boy'
. This was  the first time, all day, that I had complete control over my
neck, bearing the  weight of my new collar and let me just say that the darn thing
had to weigh  more than five pounds. Master had Billy scoop up the damp straw
with his hands  and put it out front in the wheelbarrow. Trey brought in a
fresh bale and both  he and Peter spread it around.

Cody returned carrying a large  wooden tray. On the tray were four stainless
steel bowls. Two bowls of food, two  bowls of water. Billy looked in awe at
the bowls, not knowing what they were  for. Trey smiled at Peter, but Peter,
too, was clueless.  Master said that  Billy and I would be spending the night
here, in the stables, like the other  `boys'; while they slept up at the main
house. Tears appeared on both Peter and  Billy. This would be the first time
that they had not slept in the same room,  their whole lives. Master allowed
Peter and Billy a couple of minutes to say  their goodnights, while Master had the
others pull the remaining side closed.  Master called to Peter to get a move
on, just as Cody was sliding the main door  to our stall shut. With me in my
proper position, Billy assumed a like posture  just as Master was locking the
door and walls closed. "Both of you `boys' may  speak tonight" Master said.
He said not another word as he walked away.  `LIGHTS OUT IN TWENTY MINUTES'
boomed a voice over the pa  system.

I'm so hungry I could eat a cow, I said to Billy. I moved  `properly' over
to my bowls and looked to see if Billy would follow suite. He  sure did. He
watched me bury my face in my food and eat non-stop, even licking  my bowl clean;
before I consumed my water. When I was finished I looked, and  there was
Billy trying to eat his meal. The notice was given that we had ten  minutes till
lights out. I moved to the center of our stall and lay on my back  just staring
at the ceiling. Billy lay next to me, our bodies touching. He  turned on his
side facing me, just as the lights went out. He now began firing  questions to
me like a runaway machine gun.  He asked about my spiked cinch  ring, my sac
collar, and the other cuffs including my neck collar. I tried my  best to
answer all his questions but I think I fell to sleep just about the time  he was
asking about my plumbing. My mind and body lay motionless on the straw  bed. I
knew I was safe. I knew that Billy was safe. Where in my life of wants,
needs, desires did I ever think, did I ever feel, that I needed to be `best bud'
with such a young man. I give up, for now... Sleep outweighs the thought
process.


End of Chapter 20


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