Date: Tue, 7 May 2013 20:02:41 -0700 (PDT)
From: Robert <robertx5sf@yahoo.com>
Subject: Conrad Evans Family Legacy - 6

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CONRAD EVANS FAMILY LEGACY
Chapter 6

Colt sat in the small medical examination room that was off the hallway that led
from the waiting room to the elevator downstairs. The last day and a half had
been crazy. Now, it was Monday evening and Roger had dragged him downstairs from
the dining room to sit in the examination room. A few minutes later, Doctor
Jason Hamilton, commonly referred to as 'Doc' by everyone around the Home,
entered the room. Colt recognized the family traits in the man. He was
thirty-five and fit. Light brown hair, his was cut short, no signs of hair loss
or graying yet. He had green eyes and attractive features. He was few inches
taller than Colt having topped out a just under six feet.

"Hello Colt," said the Doctor.

"Hey, what's u.." said Colt, but was interrupted before he could finish the
sentence.


"Don't say it!" barked Doc.

"Fine," sighed Colt. "Care to tell me what's going on? You examined me last
night, you miss something?" asked Colt.


"No Colt, but I did detect that you were suffering from some stress and it was
causing some hypertension. I mentioned this to your father and he instructed me
to give you a relaxant that will help you. He is going to be questioning you
about what happened yesterday, and we need to error on the side of caution.
Can't have you rupturing a blood vessel or something," explained the Doctor as
he pulled a syringe and an unmarked glass vial filled with a clear liquid out of
his small medical bag.


Doctor Jason Hamilton had graduated from both the Conrad Evans Group Home for
Boys and the Conrad Evans Academy almost eighteen years ago. Jason had completed
his undergraduate degree in three years, then spent four years in medical
school, all generously paid for by scholarships from the Conrad Evans Family
Foundation. After medical school he completed a three year residency and
internship in Pediatrics at the city's most prestigious hospital, which also was
a major recipient of funding from the Conrad Evans Family Foundation.


At twenty-eight, Jason had spent one year working with the Pediatrician that had
served as the Doctor for the Boys and Girls Homes, and the Academy. After that
year, the Doctor, an older man that had long ago been compromised and bought by
Conrad Evans III, retired and turned over his practice to Jason. It was at this
point that Conrad IV had started confiding in him the true nature and extent of
his operation. Any moral objections Jason might have had were buried under a
childhood of mental conditioning to obey Conrad, besides, as Jason rationalized
it, if it wasn't him looking after the boys, Conrad would just find someone else
to do it, just as Conrad III had done. It might as well be him. Over the last
six years, he had done Conrad's bidding and he would again this evening, by
injecting Colt with the drug. The dosage would act as an extremely effective
truth serum.

"Doc, can you set that down for a second? I want to talk to you first before you
give me that shot," said Colt.

"I need to give you this shot Colt," said Doc, his voice making it clear that it
wasn't open to negotiation.


"I understand. I promise I'll let you give it to me, but first I need to give it
to you Doc," said Colt standing up and stepping towards Doc.

"Colt, what are you doing?" asked Doctor Hamilton as he took a step back. Even
though Jason was thirty-five and three inches taller than the fourteen year old
Colt, the look on Colt's face started to intimidate him. Colt took another step
forward, driving Doc back into a corner of the room.

"How long has it been Doc? How long since you got what you needed? Sure you get
to fondle little boys and girls, and I know you enjoy shoving your fingers up
teenage boy's asses pretending to give them a prostate exam, but that's not what
you crave is it? How long has it been since father used you? How long since he
treated you like the little bitch you are deep down inside?" asked Colt as he
backed his much older brother back up against the wall.


Doc set the syringe and vial down on the table next to him. He didn't trust
himself to hold them anymore since his hands were shaking. Colt's words were
cutting right through him. It had been seventeen years since his father had last
fucked him. It had been the day before he turned eighteen, and left the Home;
Conrad never used any of his kids once they turned eighteen. Colt's attitude and
aggressiveness reminded Doc so much of their father from back then. Finally Doc
looked down at Colt's feet and answered him, "Too long Sir."


"Bitch, I want a real answer," said Colt as he slapped the man across the face.


"Seventeen years Sir!" answered Doc.

Colt grabbed the man by the neck, pulling him out of the corner, then shoved him
face down across the table while continuing to interrogate him, "That sucks
bitch, that's longer than I've been alive. Do you go out to bars and surf the
internet looking for real men to use abuse you or do you just suffer, playing
with your own pathetic dick and remembering the good old days?"

Doc didn't want to tell Colt the truth, it was too embarrassing.
Colt slapped his ass hard as he continued to pin him to the table by holding his
neck, "Answer me bitch, don't ever make me ask twice again or I'll let you go
and you won't get to feel this cock up your ass."

"Sorry Sir. I hire escorts to fuck me and treat me like the slave I am, Sir,"
said Jason.


Colt laughed. "But it's not the same as being used by a real man is it Doc?
Since your paying them, you're really still the one in charge aren't you?"


"Yes Sir. Please Sir, use me! I need your cock. Please fuck me Sir," begged
Jason. Sure Colt was just fourteen, but he was their father's heir. He would be
the one in charge of the family legacy when Conrad retired. Jason submitted to
Colt's will. The old fashioned methods of grooming and brainwashing the boys at
the Home had been effective even before Conrad IV had started enhancing the
boys' training with experimental drugs produced by a pharmaceutical that was
controlled by various Trusts and Foundations, and Funds affiliated with the
Evan's family.


Still keeping the Doc's neck pinned to the table, Colt reached around and undid
the man's belt and opened his pants, letting them fall to the floor. He grabbed
the back of the man's boxers and pulled them down as well. "I like my bitches
wearing tight underwear not these lame ass baggy boxers. Don't let me catch you
wearing that shit again bitch," said Colt as he delivered a couple hard slaps to
Jason's ass.


"Yes Sir, Sorry Sir!" said Jason. His dick was harder then it had been in years.


"Also if there is a next time, I expect you to have this ass shaved. You can
leave your pubic hair, I don't give a shit what your cock looks like, but I want
this ass hairless, you got that you slut?" ordered Colt.

"Yes Sir!" responded Jason.

Colt pulled down the front of his cargo shorts, freeing his hard fat cock. He
grabbed the medical bag and set it up on the table then fished inside, finally
finding the tube of lubricant he was looking for. He squeezed just a little bit
into the Doctor's ass crack. He then sit down on the table next to the medical
bag, on the side opposite the Doctor. With the Doc's neck still pinned to the
table, Colt ran his finger through the lube, then shoved his finger up his
bitch's ass.

"You're mine now Doc. I'm your Master. Sure, you'll still do things for my Dad,
but you're my bitch now, not his. A Master knows how to keep his bitches in
line. Knows how to make sure they don't go fucking around hiring whores. My
bitches are the whores, not the johns," said Colt as he continued to finger fuck
the doctor, working a second finger up the man's ass. "Oh I'll let you give me
that precious shot, but that's the last time you're going to stick a needle in
me you quack. You want this cock bitch, you tell me who owns you," said Colt as
he slapped his cock against Jason's ass, leaving little pre-cum trails on his
cheeks.


"You Sir, you own me. I belong to you now, not your father. Please Sir, fuck
me," begged Jason. Colt moved his hand from the man's neck and grabbed the top
of his shoulder as he used his other hand to guide his cock as he rammed it up
the Doctor's ass in one quick thrust. Jason bit his lip to keep from crying out
at the sudden intrusion. Colt started thrusting in with long strokes burying his
cock to the hilt then pulling it out till just the tip remained inside, then
ramming it back in.

Jason didn't last long before he experienced one of the most intense orgasms
he'd had in years. He realized what a pale substitute hiring prostitutes was to
having a real Master that would dominate and use him like he needed. As lay limp
on the table in his post orgasm bliss, Colt continued to ride his ass. "That's
right, I know what my bitch needs. Just remember you stay loyal to me and I'll
make sure you get treated like you deserve, but if I hear one word that you're
putting my father's interests above mine, you'll never feel my cock in you again
and I'll certainly never do this again," said Colt, timing the last words so
they came out at the same time his first spurt of cum shot deep into his
brother's ass.

After he finished unloading his teen cum up Jason's well fucked ass, Colt let go
of his shoulder and stepped back. Before he could say anything, Jason slid off
the table and onto his knees, his mouth open and tongue out reaching for Colt's
cock. He sucked the cum and ass off the boy stud's still semi-hard cock.

"Pull up your pants and give me the damn shot, then you can clean up your mess,"
ordered Colt as he pulled his own shorts back up. Doc did as ordered. He
composed himself then picked up the syringe and plain glass vial from the back
of the table where they sat next to the tube of lubricant. He gave the shot to
Colt in his shoulder then put the items back in his bag, along with the lube.


"Now be honest with my Doc, I don't have hypertension, do I?" asked Colt,
testing out the Doctor's loyalties.


"No, Sir, you don't. You're in great health," answered Jason.

*** -x- ***

Conrad sat at his desk and set down the report that Grant and Roger had prepared
for him. The two men in charge of the Home sat on the other side of the desk,
ready to answer his questions. The first one was for Roger, "A power outage? Why
didn't you tell Colt to wait until the power was back on? You know I wanted this
recorded."


"I know Sir. As soon as the emergency power kicked on and I had the main cameras
back online it was too late. Billy had already confronted Colt. I didn't want to
ask him to delay it, as it would give Colt too much time to think about it. As
you can see from the report though, the evidence is overwhelming; Colt obeyed
your orders. Colt and Logan have both been triggered," explained Roger.


"Okay, walk me through what happened Sunday, I'll want to question Colt and make
sure his story matches what we know," said Conrad.


Roger looked over at Grant, waiting for him to start. "Yes, Sir. As you know,
John called me at around five am on Sunday morning local time, which was five pm
in Shanghai. He told me the basics of what happened with Sam. I called Keith and
Jason to arrange the conference call from the law office, then called Roger to
let him know what was happening. We discussed delaying Colt, or letting him go
through with it on Sunday since we knew that was his plan. After giving the boy
a blowjob in bed on Saturday night, he had gotten Logan to agree to dress up for
him on Sunday. I had been interrupting Logan and Jonah trying to fool around for
the last several days, so I was worried that if we delayed it, that Jonah might
trigger Logan before Colt got to him. If that happened, then Logan would readily
agree to getting fucked by Colt while in his sissy drag. So, I told Roger not to
delay, then I headed down to Keith's office," said Grant.

Roger picked up from there, "I got here at six, none of the boys ever get up
before then in the summer. I checked all the cameras, everything was as it
should be. They got up at various times, Jonah first to watch cartoons. They
grabbed breakfast and watched some TV. Nothing out of the normal. The individual
time trackers for the morning are in the report. At 9:45, Logan told Colt he
wanted to try on the clothes Grant had gotten him. The two of them went to
Logan's room where Colt suggested 'Ashley' model the clothes for him like a
little fashion show. At 9:50, Billy entered and asked to speak to Colt
privately. They went next door to Colt's room. I activated the intercom
microphone and started to capture their conversation," said Roger. He reached
over started a video file from the desk's computer. The three turned to watched
the video footage from Colt's room.


"Sir, I know it's not my place to question you and the way you are mentoring
Logan, but he's not ready yet Sir. He needs to start with one of the smaller
boy's first," said Billy.

"You're right, it's not your place to question me. Logan will enjoy it
afterward. He'll be okay," said Colt.


Then the video went black. Grant explained what happened. "This is when the
power went out. Roger called on his cell and let me know what was going on. I
checked with the power company and they informed me that a transformer
malfunctioned and caused some damage to the grid; it effected approximately 500
electricity customers in our area," said Grant.

What Grant didn't know, and what Roger wasn't going to mention, was that this
moment was also when Billy's carefully crafted plan suffered a huge setback. It
was during this phone call, that Grant informed Roger that Conrad was returning
on a commercial flight. Conrad would be coming straight to the Home on Monday
night when his flight arrived in order to confirm that Colt had done what he was
ordered.

"After informing Grant of the situation, I rebooted the main computer. It's
connected to the emergency power system. That gave me access again to the public
cameras but the private cameras are hard wired to the high security server,
which isn't on the EPS. Both Billy and Colt give the same account of what
happened during this time. They argued about if Logan was ready or not. Colt
headed for the door and Billy stepped in front of him. This angered Colt and he
punched Billy. Billy grabbed Colt and the two fought, more wrestling than
punching. Here is the playback from the hallway camera that I did have access
to," said Roger as he started the next video and narrated it.


"At 10:01, Eric enters Colt's room. He heard Billy and Colt yelling, then the
sounds of fighting, so he went to see what was going on. All three boy's
accounts match on what happened in Colt's room. Eric entered and saw Colt on top
of Billy, punching him. Doc says there is no permanent damage to Billy, although
he's got a couple nice shiners, a cut lip and some lingering headaches from a
mild concussion. Eric confronted Colt, and they argued. Colt hit Eric a few
times but Eric put up no resistance, and Colt stopped after just a few blows. At
10:05 Colt exits his room and is approached by Derrick, who like Eric, said he
heard sounds of fighting and went to see what was going on. You can see from the
hallway video that Colt does appear to have been fighting.

"The two boys talk for a little bit and Derrick positions himself between Colt
and Logan's door. Colt pushes Derrick out of the way and enters Logan's room.
Colt called me on his cell phone and told me that I was to come upstairs and
make sure none of the other boys entered Logan's room. I complied and spent the
next two hours outside the door until Colt was done. What I heard, through the
door, is consistent with Colt's account of what happened. There is a full
account of what I heard through the door in the report. But as you can see I was
distracted for a few minutes. Billy and Eric came out of Colt's room; it was
obvious that Billy was in need of first aid. I instructed Eric to go get the
first aid kit and when he returned, I administered aid to Billy," said Roger.

"Why did you do that, rather then pay attention to make sure Colt was doing as
order?" asked Conrad.

"Sir, Colt ordered me to prevent them from entering the room. I was doing as he
instructed. You have also tasked me, Sir, with the safety and security of these
boys and making sure that nothing happens that might lead to an investigation by
the authorities. Billy's condition warranted that I make sure he was not going
to need medical attention as a result of his injuries. Calling Doc wasn't really
a viable option at the time as he was busy with the situation with Sam. I acted
to make sure Billy would not need a visit to the emergency room. Sir," said
Roger, defending his actions.


"Very well, you did the right thing. It is just that I have been planning this
for over twenty years. I need to be certain it's worked," said Conrad.


"I understand Sir, that is why after Colt exited the room, I entered and
immediately interviewed Logan. I also took the boy downstairs to the examination
room and collected samples from his ass and took photographs," said Roger. He
brought up the slideshow on the screen. There were close up photos of Logan's
red, puffy, and slimy asshole. Cum could clearly be seen leaking out of the
boy's angry swollen rectum. "We should have the DNA analysis on the samples back
soon. After I had finished with Logan, I interviewed all of the boys. The
transcript of those interviews are in the report, and all the interviews are
available for your review as well, Sir. Later that afternoon after Grant, Keith,
and Doc were finished with the conference call and making the arrangements for
Sam, Doc arrived and examined and treated Colt, Logan, Billy, and Eric. His
notes are in the report, Sir," said Roger.

"And where was Jonah during all of this? I didn't see him on any of the hallway
footage until around three pm?" asked Conrad.


"He was in his room when he heard Colt fighting with Billy and Eric. Then he
after he heard Colt yelling at Derrick in the hallway, he hid in his closet. I
found him asleep there, when I did a room check after the power came back on,
since I could not see him on the room camera initially," answered Roger.


"Alright, thank you both. Considering the circumstances, you have done an
excellent job investigating and documenting what you could," said Conrad. "You
two can go. Grant, send Colt and Doc in. Doc should have him ready for
questioning by now."

*** -x- ***

Jason had just finished wiping his cum up off the floor when Grant knocked on
the door. "Conrad is ready for Colt now Doctor," said Grant through the door.


"Thank you Grant, I'll bring him in," said Jason. "You ready Sir?" he asked
Colt, waiting for his approval. Colt nodded and Jason opened the door and the
pair walked down the hall, through the waiting room and into Conrad's office.

"Ah, Doctor Hamilton, thank you. Is Colt prepared for the interview? I don't
want to subject him to any extra stress if it would cause the young man any
problems," said Conrad, keeping up the pretense for the shot.

"Yes he is, Sir," replied Jason.

"Are you okay Jason? You look a little worn out," commented Conrad.

"I'm fine Sir, just with the events of the last two days I didn't get much sleep
last night Sir," lied Jason.


"Well, I think you're work here is done for the day. Go home and get some rest
Doctor. Colt please have a seat," said Conrad.


"Yes, Sir," they both said almost in unison. Jason left and Colt took a seat
opposite Conrad at the desk.

Conrad put his hand on the file that was sitting on his desk, "So Colt, I've
read the report Grant and Roger prepared, including the notes from Doctor
Hamilton regard his examination of Logan."

"Ashley, Sir," said Colt interrupting.

"What?" responded Conrad.

"I've renamed the little slut, Sir. Now that the sissy has been properly fucked,
he's accepted my decision to use his middle name, Ashley, since it's a proper
sissy name," said Colt.


"Well done Colt. Now I just have a few questions that I would like you to answer
for me regarding yesterday's events. What did Billy say to you in your room?"
asked Conrad.


"Sir, he said that I should let one of the younger boys fuck Ashley first,
probably Jonah, since he and Ashley seemed to have a bond. Billy thought that I
would be too big for Ashley's first time and that I would hurt the boy. He was
right, but I had my orders, so I couldn't explain that to him. I just told I
knew what I was doing and he should back off. He started arguing with me so I
hit him. He didn't appreciate that. Sir," said Colt with a little chuckle.


"And what happened with Eric?" asked Conrad.

"Sir, he came in cause he heard arguing and fighting. I had that bitch Billy
down on the ground and I was teaching him a lesson about talking back to me,
when Eric came in. He mouthed off saying if I wanted to beat on someone I should
do it to someone my own size and asked what the fight was about. I told him that
Billy was trying to tell me how to 'mentor' Ashley and disrespected me. Eric
said he agreed with Billy, that I was rushing Ashley and should wait. So I hit
him as well. He was smart enough not to fight back, so I just hit him a few
times for mouthing off at me. Sir," said Colt.


"Why didn't you just order them to shut up and get out of your way?" asked
Conrad.


"Sir, I want to talk to you about that. If you would, Sir, I would prefer if you
retracted your order to the boys to obey me," said Colt looking down at the desk
top.

"What? Why?" asked Conrad, concerned that Colt was going soft.

"Well Sir, don't take this the wrong way, but because of your order, they are
still just obeying you, not me. They need to learn to obey me because they fear
me, not because they are just doing what you say. That's why I didn't order them
to get out of my way. They need to know to get out of my way because they will
suffer if they don't. Does that make sense Sir?" asked Colt.


"Actually Colt, that makes perfect sense. That's the type of attitude and
thinking you are going to need when you take over my businesses and the
operation of this Home. That time is still a long way off, probably fifteen
years or so, but I'm pleased with the development you have shown this week,"
said Conrad.

"Thank you, Sir," said Colt.

"Now I've watched your interview and heard the details of your, interaction,
with Logan or Ashley. I have a couple more personal questions regarding that.
How did it make you feel Colt?" asked Conrad, studying Colt's reaction
carefully.

Colt thought for a moment, trying to find the right words to describe what he
had felt. "Powerful, Sir. I felt like if I could do that, I could do anything I
wanted and no one could stop me, Sir," said Colt.


"Thank you, Colt. Did it bring up any forgotten memories or feelings?" asked
Conrad. He needed to know what Colt remembered, and Adam had warned him that
raping Logan could stir up the memory of Colt's own rape.


Colt struggled for a minute, Conrad could see that he didn't want to answer but
finally he succumbed to the drug in his system, compelling him to answer
truthfully. In a very soft and quiet voice he answered, "Yes Sir, it did. Why
Sir, why did you do that to me?"


"It had to be done Colt. You will learn in the years ahead that sometimes you
need to hurt people in order to accomplish your goals. I've tried a couple times
to find a boy that was strong and tough enough to be my heir. After a couple
failures, I decided that I needed to take some drastic measures to toughen you
up. In the end, it's made you stronger. I'm very proud of you Colt. I'm
confident that I've finally found a boy with what it takes to carry on our
family's legacy. I don't expect you to fully understand at this point, Colt, but
I hope you won't let that incident fester and poison you, but instead you will
see how it shaped you and strengthened you," explained Conrad, justify his
actions.

"Yes, Sir, I think I understand," said Colt.

"Good. I know this past week has been stressful and it may have strained your
relationship with your brothers. From what you shown on Sunday, I am sure you
will be able to put them in their place and restore order. I will let Grant,
Roger, and the boys know that you do not have to be obeyed for my sake, and that
whatever relationship they have with you shall be determined by you, although
make no mistake, I still expect them to obey my orders over yours, regardless of
how you feel about it. Is that understood?" asked Conrad. There was no mistaking
his tone, he was still in charge.

"Yes Sir," said Colt dutifully.

"Very well. The adoption will be finalized by the end of next week. You will
have to officially move out of the Home at that point. Although with school
starting in right after Labor Day, I think it would be easiest if you were to
relocate downstairs to the basement for the rest of the summer. I'll have one of
the playrooms converted to a bedroom for you. Grant can fill you in on the other
details. Oh, and welcome to the family Colt," said Conrad.

"Thank you Sir. Sir, do you know when Sam and Mac are expected back?" asked
Colt.


"I believe as soon as Sam is cleared to travel by the hospital. I expect it will
be another couple of days. Why?" asked Conrad.


"Well Sir, I sort of paid Billy and Eric back a bit for their role in what
happened, so I was just curious when Sam would be back. Although now that I
think about it, from what I hear, he will be on painkillers for a bit, so I
guess my revenge on him will have to wait," said Colt.

Conrad smiled at his son. He had turned out exactly as he had hoped, the
transference of the blame to the boys that Conrad had ordered to rape him was a
bonus. "I'm sure you'll be able to wait a little bit longer for your revenge
son. Now, I wish to finish watching all these interviews. You are dismissed,"
said Conrad.

"Yes Sir, thank you father," said Colt as he stood up and exited his father's
office.


The first video he reviewed was the live feed from the examination room. He
pulled it up from when Grant dropped Colt off in the room. He was a bit
concerned when he saw Colt stand up and aggressively confront the Doctor. He
brought up the audio file but it was filled with feedback and static. He would
need to check with Roger to find out how long it had been since they examination
room microphone had been checked. Conrad kept his eye on the vial filled with
the drug. It was on the table, then it was blocked from the camera by the
medical bag that Colt set up on the table. Conrad watched carefully but did not
see any signs of Colt or the Doctor tampering behind the bag. Then when the bag
was picked up the syringe and vial were still on the table although they had
rolled to the back of the table due to the shaking of the table from the rough
fucking Colt had given the Doctor.

Colt dominating and fucking the Doctor did not concern Conrad. He had spent
years having Colt conditioned to need to dominate and control people, so it was
actually expected that in times of stress he would act out in that way. What
Conrad was concerned about was that Doc gave him the shot, which he did. Conrad
was now satisfied that Colt had done as he was ordered and raped Logan.