Date: Mon, 2 Jan 2012 12:02:45 -0800 (PST)
From: story dreamer <storydreamer2006@yahoo.com>
Subject: Tuleman's New Friends  Chapter 15   Authoritarian

 This is an adult fictional story containing male on male sexual
situations. Minors may not read this story. Keep this story and all adult
oriented material out of the hands of minors. Thanks to all my readers for
their emails and comments. I will answer all email, so let me know what you
think.  Oh, before I forget, This story ignores real life situations like
violations of laws and sexual diseases. This story is Fiction!  OK??
Unsafe sex in this day and age is stupid and can cause death, pain and
misery. Don't do it.

    On a more serious note: So you think you're in charge of your life. You
think your little secrets and fantasies are still hidden from your wives
and friends. What if someone has seen you and decided to switch a track or
two up ahead of you. Without you knowing it at the time, the train you're
riding onward to your next destination is going a different way than you
had planned. suddenly you say Wow, I didn't see this coming or I hadn't
planned on this happening. Is it just accidental or is someone else now
driving your life and you've just become a passenger?  Whatever...hang on.


			   Tuleman's New Friends

Chapter 15

    Earlier that day. Bob reached out and shook hands with Thomas Stone who
had entered Starbucks and made his way to Bob's table.  After ordering his
coffee, Stone asked Bob what his call to meet him here was all about.
    "Tom, first of all I wanted to tell you how sorry I was to hear about
you and Tonya splitting up. I suppose that problem at school was too much
for her. Anyway, I wanted to call you but didn't figure you'd feel like
talking at that point." Bob said.
    Bob had gleaned from the stories in the paper that Tom had been fired
from his position as the small college psychologist and guidance counselor
for having multiple sexual contacts with young college girls. Accusations
of trading grades for sex had been the talk in town and the school had
acted quickly by dismissing Stone from the faculty. The notice of emergency
divorce in the paper had followed quickly. Tom had since opened his own
office in Kansas City where he was not quite so well known as in Topeka.

    "I appreciate that Bob. Yeah, well, I got a little greedy for young
pussy and paid the price. It will take some time, but I'll be OK. Tonya and
I were getting tired of each other anyway. Now what's this little meeting
all about?" Tom asked as he sipped the coffee the waitress had sat down.
    Bob talked quietly as he laid out his involvement with a certain high
school student who was virtually assured of playing professional basketball
for big bucks. Bob had known Tom since their college years when they had
been room mates. Together, they had ran a couple of scams on naive
residents in the Kansas City area to fund their drinking and partying. They
had even dallied with the then popular date rape drug and gotten away with
it. Bob knew that if Tom was the same old Tom he knew back in school, that
ethics would not be an impediment to securing his psychological expertise.
He hoped that the promise of a lucrative payday at sometime in the future
would be enough incentive for Tom's participation.
    Bob and Tom went back and forth with questions and answers being freely
discussed.  The planning went forward as the two men moved to Bob's car and
a plan of action began to take form.
    Tom lit a cigarette and held out his hand. "Count me in, my friend, but
I will expect to be paid handsomely for my service."

    "Welcome aboard Tom. You will be. Follow me home."  Bob said, shaking
Tom's hand.
    Later that day, Shannon stood at Bob's door. There was a car in the
driveway he didn't recognize. He felt nervous but yet excited. This door
was all that stood between him and two cocks for him to suck. He had
showered with the other guys and had tried to hide the fact that he was
sneaking quick looks at their swinging cocks. He also had to hide his own
plump semi erect cock. Truth be told, Shannon craved Bob's cock. His hand
brushed the bulge in his pants when the front door opened.
    "Come on in boy, how did practice go today." Bob asked, gently pushing
him into the living room.
    "I had a great practice Bob," Shannon replied excitedly. "I was
draining 3s like I couldn't miss. The coach told me there were going to be
a couple of college scouts here tomorrow night." Suddenly, he saw a
stranger sitting on the couch and quickly shut up.

   "Shannon," Bob said putting his arm around him, "I want you to meet a
friend of mine, Dr. Thomas Stone. He's from Kansas City and I've asked him
to take a look at you for me."
    Shannon looked confused and suddenly scared. He had never liked Doctors
and the last Doctor that his mother had taken him too had put him through a
strenuous workout and a serries of x-rays for some insurance policy she had
taken out on him.
    Shannon took a step back and tried to tell Bob he didn't want to be
examined by another doctor when Bob put his hand around his neck and gently
pushed him into the living room.
    "Who's your daddy, boy?  The doctor is a personal friend of mine and
knows all about you being a faggot cocksucker. He's going to have you sign
a medical form that's just a formality. I'm paying so don't worry about
that. Just sign it and make sure he knows that you love being a cocksucker
and that I'm like a dad to you. You do whatever he wants you to do. I'm
going to be gone for awhile so you two can have a nice visit. Now get in
there." bob said, swatting Shannon's ass.
    Shannon swallowed and walked into the living room and asked the doctor
what this was all about.
    Shaking Shannon's hand, The doctor invited the boy to sit down in a
chair facing the couch.
    "Shannon, Please read and sign this release form for me. It's just
verifying your information."
    Shannon looked briefly at it and signed his name with the pen the
doctor gave him.
    "Now, Shannon, tell me, how do you feel about yourself. Are you doing
OK?"
    "Yes sir, I'm doing fine."
    "Are your grades OK?"
    "Yes sir, I'm carrying a 3.4 grade average."
   "Excellent, and how about your basketball career."
    "It's coming along fine."
    "Any problems at all in school?"
    "No sir."
    "Any girlfriends?"
    "Uhh, nothing steady."
    "Why is that. Do you not like girls?"

    "Yes sir, I like girls a lot."
    "Bob tells me you're a cocksucker. Is that true?"

 Shannon blanched at being referred to as a cocksucker by the doctor. His
face flushed with embarrassment, He lowered his face in shame.
    Tom needed to get inside Shannon's head. Bob had legitimate concerns
about Shannon's mental state. Suicide was his uppermost worry. Some young
men could not handle their abnormal sexual deviancy and attempt to take
their own lives. Some succeeded. Others suffered through their shame as
they continued the deviant behavior. Still, others took to the habit
happily and made it their life's hobby. They needed to find out where
Shannon fit into the mix.
    "I see that you're embarrassed. Your silence tells me that you are
indeed a cocksucker.  Does your mother have any idea that you're a
homosexual?" Tom asked.
    Shannon shook his head sideways and tears came down his cheeks.
    "Look at me Shannon." The doctor said. " Do you enjoy sucking on
cock?. Does it get you excited?  Do you get a hard-on?"
    Still crying, "Yes." Shannon answered.
    Tom handed his handkerchief over to Shannon who took it and held it to
his face as he continued crying.  The thought of his mother finding out
about him was more than he could bear.
    "Dry your eyes and stop crying. You're a big boy now and I want you to
tell me how you started this lifestyle." Tom said.
    As Tom laid bare his life to this stranger, He kept his eyes cast
downward. Tom saw that he was calming down and the tears had stopped.'
    At the end of Shannon's lengthy confession of his life change, Tom
could see that with a little help the boy would easily embrace his
character flaw and in fact already had. He seemed to accept the fact that
he had certain homosexual tendencies and taken the view that it would
always be a part of his life and he would have to fulfill his destiny of
being a cocksucker. This boy was not in danger of suicide. That would hurt
him and Shannon was afraid of pain. That fear was a built in protection for
him and should insulate him from harming himself. Bob would be pleased to
hear that.
   "So Shannon, if there was a naked girl and guy standing here, which
would have your attention?" Tom asked.
    Shannon kept looking down, " I don't know sir."
    "I need some answers from you Shannon and you won't cooperate. Take all
your clothes off, leave them on the floor and stand in front of me." Tom
said firmly.
    Shannon, knowing he had no other option, slowly stripped and stood with
his hands in front of his cock until the doctor told him to keep his hands
to his side.
    Tom opened his briefcase and with his right hand held up a picture of a
naked woman and his left hand held a picture of a man sporting a hard-on.
    "Now Shannon, I want you to look first at the picture of the woman and
imagine you fucking her."  Tom looked at Shannon's semi hard cock as he
looked at the woman.
    "Now Shannon, Look at the man's hard cock and imagine you are inferior
to the man and know your place is to be on your knees sucking his beautiful
cock and bringing him pleasure."  Tom smiled as Shannon focused on the
male. Shannon's cock began rising immediately and pointed upward. Purposely
wording his instructions in such a way as to arouse Shannon was grade
school psychology, but brought out the sought after reaction he was looking
for.
    Shannon felt embarrassed, being naked with his hard cock throbbing in
front of the doctor. He wanted the doctor to leave so he could suck on
Bob's cock. He could feel the Doctor looking at him, and he was naked with
his cock on vulgar display.
    "Take the man's picture and hold it. As you look at it, I want you to
slowly fondle your cock. I have studied many men and boys sexual
orientation and you fit into a specific group. The incidents that happened
which set you on this course you find yourself on was not simply
happenstance. It could have been anything or anyone that would have
triggered your particular sexual deviancy. If it had not been Terry or Bob
who currently satisfy your unnatural sexual cravings, it would have been
someone else."
    "You neglected to tell my about the hours you spent at the adult
bookstore, where you debased yourself for hours sucking on who knows how
many unknown cocks. My studies in sexual deviancy tell me that you are a
true cocksucker. Lay people would refer to you as a faggot, homo or
queer. There is nothing you can do to change your sexual cravings."
    "Stop playing with yourself Shannon. Just gently massage your balls and
listen to me. This is important for you to understand." The doctor said
when he noticed a small amount of cum leaking from Shannon's cock.

    Shannon was embarrassed, ashamed and wanting to cum. He was staring at
a picture of a man's cock while he was naked in front of another man who
was watching him playing with himself.  The doctor was telling him he was
always going to be a cocksucker and he needed to accept the fact that he
needed to suck cocks or he would have many problems in his life.
    Tom continued talking to the young man who despite the humiliation he
was enduring, remained hard and focused on the doctor's words.
     "You have to understand exactly how vulnerable you are. You are like a
baby rabbit out in the world all alone. Picture yourself as that baby
bunny, hiding in the grass and weeds.  All around you are predators wanting
to kill and eat you. You're afraid of hawks who are looking for you. Fox
and coyotes who are searching for you. One false move or mistake as you
move from place to place looking for grass to eat and you're dead. That is
how you must now live your life."
    "It's not grass you're looking for, but cock. You're not just a
homosexual, but a particular kind of homosexual."  The doctor was giving
Shannon undeniable proof that he was gay. He would no longer be able to
debate or question whether he was gay or straight. A real doctor who knew
about these things had examined and diagnosed him.
    "Just as there are hawks, fox and coyotes looking for that baby bunny
so they can kill and eat it, there are many predators outside looking for
you. When you are home, at school, or anywhere, you are hiding from the
predators. Some predators just want to beat you up because you're a
queer. There are some who would kill you because of it. Others would want
to take advantage of you by using you for sex and some would want to
blackmail you for money. I understand you are expecting a full ride
scholarship to a university and possibly a professional basketball career
making lots of money. As you go through life, many predators will see you
and watch for you to come out of hiding. That is when you will crave to
suck someone's cock. That is the predator's opportunity to catch you. Then
you will belong to the predator and he can make you do anything or take
anything from you and you can do nothing, because he can expose you to the
world as a faggot cocksucker, homo, queer."
    "If someone finds out you're a homosexual, and exposes you to the
public, no college or sports team will want you You will have to leave your
family and friends and find a new life somewhere else. Even there, new
predators would be looking to identify you as a cocksucker. In your own
home, there are predators. You say you have a brother and a sister. If they
find out you're a cocksucker they may tell their friends who may tell
someone else who will blackmail you. Your mother is a friendly
predator. That said, she will still harm you by trying to protect you and
change you, which you know is impossible.  She may send you to endless
psychiatrists and doctors in an attempt to change you back to the Shannon
she knew and loved, and word will get out at school that you've turned
homosexual. Once she realizes that you'll always be a cocksucker, she may
just turn away from you in disgust. You must do all you can to hide your
new life from her." Tom said. He could see Shannon was hanging on every
word he said.
    "Now, you know what your friends at school are like. Only you know how
they would react if they knew you were gay. Would they make fun of you?
laugh at you or would they abuse you physically and sexually. I'm afraid
your friends would make your life hell."
    Tom got up and stood beside Shannon putting his arm around him. Tears
were rolling down Shannon's face. Yet, Tom noticed Shannon was still
hard. Tom wanted to stick his own hard cock in the young man's mouth, but
he knew his words would carry more weight if he remained professionally
neutral. Taking the picture from Shannon's hand, He held it low in front of
the boy's cock.
    "Go ahead Shannon. A faggot would want to masturbate onto the
picture. Pump your cum onto the picture and then you can lick it up. That
will confirm to me that you are the fag cocksucker I believe you to be."
Tom said and patted Shannon's shoulder as he began masturbating and sending
his cum splashing onto the picture. His knees grew weak and Tom held him
securely until he had finished debasing himself.
    Bending down, Tom laid the picture on the carpet and gently nudged
Shannon down. He felt the satisfaction that comes when his work produces
the desired effect as Shannon went to all fours and began licking up his
cum from the picture. Tom sat back down and watched, gathering his thoughts
to wrap up his talk with Shannon.
    "When you finish Shannon, come over here and kneel between my legs."
Tom said.
    At the thought of having Dr. Stone's cock in his mouth, Shannon licked
the last of his cum up and crawled over between the doctor's legs. He was
disappointed to hear the doctor say he would not be sucking his cock.
    "You must pay attention to what I'm going to tell you son." The doctor
said as he let his hand pet Shannon's head.
    "Do you understand how precarious your situation is Shannon? Tom asked
    "Yes sir." Shannon answered, looking down.
    "No, I don't think you do boy."  Tom replied.
    "According to what I've seen and heard from you, you are in the
advanced stages of being a submissive faggot.  That means there is no way
back for you to return to being just Shannon."
    "You must understand that you now live in two different worlds. The
world where almost everyone is a sexual predator and you are their
prey. This is the dangerous world where you must do everything you can to
remain hidden.  I see that you're starting to develop cocksucker lips
already. If people start mentioning them, you might suggest that your
family has a little negro blood in it." Tom said, smiling as he saw the
fright in Shannon's face.

     "The safe world you live in also has many predators. These predators
mean you no harm. It will always be best for you to be submissive to them
and do your best to bring them pleasure and keep them happy. You have to
remember, these people are your true friends. They know you're a
cocksucker, a faggot and a perverted sexual deviant. They know you'll do
most anything to be allowed to suck cock and eat cum and yes, even drink
their piss. You'll do all of these things because your brain will make
you. It's the only way for your brain to release the pleasure your body
needs. You'll find yourself submitting to the most degrading and
humiliating acts to receive that pleasure. As long as you do these things
in your safe world, you'll enjoy your life and have lots of special
friends."
    "Bob is the most important friend you have. You're only 18 years old
and very immature. You know little of the world and because of your need to
suck cock, you'll find it harder to concentrate on things you need to be
aware of.  I advise you to stay close to Bob. Listen to what ever he tells
you. You don't want your mom to find out about you. You will be wise to
come to Bob with everything that happens in your life. Your mom is not as
smart as Bob is and since she doesn't know the whole story of what you've
become, the decisions she makes regarding your career may not be best for
you. "Don't let your mother make final decisions for you. You can listen to
her as a son should do, but tell her you have to think about it first. Then
go to Bob and let him tell you what to do. Your mother will be proud of you
and see you're able to handle these things for yourself."  Tom said,
knowing Shannon was listening intently.
    "Yes sir, thank you doctor." Shannon finally said. "Can I get dressed
now?"
    Tom put his arm around Shannon and walked him into the dining
room. "Shannon, when you're in your secret world, and among friends, being
naked would be the nice thing for you to be. It would tell anyone permitted
to see you, that you're not a regular male. In the world out there, you
need to pretend you're a man, but here, you need to show everyone that
you're not. In your secret world, there is no longer any need for you to
pretend you're a man. Instead, you need to display your naked body to real
men and always appear submissive to them.  That is the way you receive
respect from real men. When you're with your real friends, you should
always try to be naked without being asked to.  It's simply the right thing
for a faggot to do."
    Yes sir, doctor. Thank you for helping me." Shannon said, even thought
he was not sure Bob would want him to do that.
    Tom and Shannon sat down at the dining room table with a coke as Bob
continued his perverting of Shannon's receptive young mind.
    "Shannon, I need to ask you how close you and Bob are.." Tom asked.
    "Pretty close, doctor." Shannon replied. "Why sir?"
    "This conversation is strictly between you and I." The doctor lied to
Shannon.If you tell him I told you what I'm about to say, I will deny it,
understand?"
    "Yes sir." Shannon said feeling uncomfortable but curious.
    "Do you have any idea of the mess you would be in if Bob got tired of
you or mad at you and told you he didn't want to see you anymore?" Tom
asked him, looking serious.

 "Yes sir, I mean no sir. I guess I would be in trouble." Shannon
replied. He tried to think of what he would do if that happened.
    "Don't you see that within a week, half of Topeka and your mother too
would know that you're a cocksucker?  Your phone would be ringing off the
hook with kids making fun of you, people cursing you and anyone who
answered the phone. You'd be dismissed from the team and you'd have to
leave school. Your friends would probably beat you up, and you'd get no
college scholarship. Your basketball career would be over." Tom said
sternly.
    Shannon was now shaking and crying. The very thought that this could
and probably would happen to him had shaken him badly. He'd never pictured
such a horrific thing happening to him before.
    "How can I make him not want to do that to me doctor?"  Shannon
cried. "I can't let that happen to me. I love my mother. I don't want her
to find out about me."
    The psychologist looked deep in thought as he listened to Shannon
telling him he needed to know how to keep Bob liking him and helping him.
    "Shannon, have you ever heard of bdsm?" The doctor asked.

    "Yes sir, I joined some yahoo groups that someone had sent to me on my
computer."  Shannon replied.
    "Did it appeal to you at all?" Tom asked.
    "I don't know, I guess." Shannon said.
    "Did you masturbate as you read about it Shannon." Tom said looking
away.
    "Uhh, no, not really." Shannon lied.

    "Well, I do know of another young man in Kansas city that was in a
similar situation as you are. He wasn't good at sports, but he was very
smart and was going to get a scholarship but he got in trouble because he
was arrested for sucking a cock in a restroom.  He was a real faggot slave
and owned by a man who had just become his master. He wasn't supposed to be
sucking cocks in restrooms without his master's permission, but because he
was owned, his master stepped in and paid some people some money and got
him out of jail and no one found out about it." Tom said.
    "The reason I am telling you about this guy is because he was fortunate
that he was owned by his master. When a master owns a slave, it not only
means the slave has to be obedient to his master, but it means the master
is responsible for his slave. It is like the young man was his master's
son. A father is always responsible for his son. A master is responsible
for his slave. Not only because he owns him, but if a master chooses a
slave, it is because he cares for his slave, maybe even loves his slave
like a son. Does Bob love you like a son, Shannon?" Tom asked, looking deep
into Shannon's eyes.
    "Well, was the slave disobeying his master by sucking that cock in the
restroom, or was he doing what he was told?"  Shannon asked
    "Shannon, it didn't make any difference if the boy was being
disobedient or not. What father hasn't had a son who was disobedient at
times. The father still loves the son and does what he can to protect
him. As a matter of fact, the slave boy was being disobedient and although
his master saved him from jail, the master still punished the slave by
spanking him. Just like a father would do to his son. Do you understand?"
Tom asked.
    "Yes sir, I see what you mean. I don' t know if Bob would do that for
me or not." Shannon said softly.
    "Well, have you asked Bob to take you as his slave?" Tom asked.
    "No sir, I guess I never even thought about something like that."
Shannon replied. "I don't know how I would do that.  Should I just ask him
to?"
    Tom had never considered himself gay or even bi, but this was getting
difficult for him to finish his job. He needed release but this was no time
for him to interject himself into the plan. He was however thrilled at how
well his leading of Shannon was going. The 18 year old boy was out of his
league and Tom felt he was actually doing him a favor by leading him into
voluntary slavery.  The boy needed structure in his life. He was going to
become quite wealthy and would become a target of others who would fleece
the boy with his eyes wide shut. He needed a father figure, or master like
Bob who would have absolute authority over him.  They would have to figure
out how to deal with his mother. He obviously loved her so they'd have to
ease her to the sidelines very delicately. The last thing that wanted was
to have an angry mother. For now, they would let her assume she was in
control of Shannon's future.

To be continued comments appreciated storydreamer2006@yahoo.com