Date: Sun, 15 Jun 2014 10:21:27 -0700 (PDT)
From: Aihu Fist <aihufist@yahoo.com>
Subject: shackled love in Brazil part 28

SHACKLED LOVE PART Part 28
by AIHU FIST

Finally Rubinho squirted a few threads of male juice in dad's hand who
devoured it like a starved dog.

"Come `ere, my veadinho (little faggot), forget what I called you when I
fucked you, I meant it well."

Dad squeezed Rubinho's butt a little harder than usual.

"It is all in the family now. Mum, you, and I are going to have wonderful
times from now on. Now get dressed and go to sleep."

Weeks after Rubinho got to meet his cousin Ronaldinho, and a a few weeks
after that he met with 666 on the bus. It seemed like yesterday, but
Rubinho had been through a lot. He had had sex morning and night. His arse
was always prepared and at the ready, because dad's wishes were orders. 666
had been brought in for mum and Ronaldinho to play around with, but Rubinho
had nourished bold plans. After the ceremonial initiation of Ronaldinho
into manhood, he was going to free 666 and run away with him. He knew the
other slaves were going to be `shipped' to the Pataxo tribe to work on the
pot fields and serve the cacique as concubines.

At FEBEM he had been fucked by adults, but he had never fucked one of them
but depraved padre. In his eyes 666 was an adult already: he got hard just
thinking of how he controlled 666. The blonde Briton would open up his arse
for him when everyone was asleep. First he would make him smoke pot and
once 666 was stoned out of his head, he proved an easy ride. Rubinho had
started smoking with the help of dad barley three weeks after he had been
adopted. It aroused him enough to think of moments with the padre.

He recalled the dorm was pitch black with no activity, which was strange
for the dorm he ruled. He used to get out of his bed and sneak out of the
dorm into the bathroom, which was huge. There were ten showers and sixty
sinks. At one point he needed to relieve himself, but somehow he had a
feeling that not everything was going to remain quiet. First he heard some
noise coming from a cubicle, then whispers and muffled cries. What was
going on there, Rubinho thought. The door of that cubicle among many at the
end stood ajar. There were ten loos available for the boys. Next, on bare
feet, he tiptoed all the way to that door but found nothing. It was dead
silent again. Hence, he went back to the dorm, to his bed. A silhouette
came in from the other end of the dorm. It was an inmate of Rubinho's dorm
who crawled into bed with one hand on his bum as if he was in deep pain.
"Hey, what happened?" Rubinho whispered from his end. The boy did not
reply, turned to his side and pulled the covers over his head.

Rubinho slid out of his bed once more to go and check out the boy, but he
did not get very far.  "Stop right there", someone said from the door
opening, "and come here." Rubinho froze at the sound of the voice, turned
his heels and walked to the black figure. No one seemed to be awake, more
likely everyone pretended to sound asleep. That is how Rubinho left the
dorm for a second time that night. He had never seen or heard this adult
who had called him. He was not the watchman or a teacher. The man grabbed
him with one hand in the nape of his neck and forced him to walk back to
the loo with the door open.  "Do not say a word or look at me," the man
said. "Get down on on all four."  Rubinho heard the man rid himself of his
trousers and next thing he felt was a penis against his bumhole.  "If you
utter one sound or word after this then you will wish you were never born."
Rubinho felt how his arse cheeks were being pulled apart and tweaked by
adult fingers of this unknown molester. The man coughed a little after
which he inserted a finger enveloped in saliva into Rubinho's small
anus. Rubinho flinched and grit his teeth when something obviously harder
and longer followed the finger´s course. It had slipped out neatly
without pain, but this one was definitely double the finger's size,
although the movement was the same. In and out it went, albeit in steady
pace. He imagined the man grinning from ear to ear while pushing in all he
had.  Rubinho's limp dick began to grow when the adult touched it and began
to play with his smooth ball sac. The man in black lunged forward and
suckled on the boy's ear.  "I like it, boy, the best I had in years in
FEBEM. I think I am going to subscribe to this position. Oh, yeah, I
discovered myself a little gem in this dorm. You are just what I need,
newbie..."

And then he ejaculated in the boy without and without remorse he pushed
even deeper, his pubes sticking to Rubinho's hot flesh.

"Now, go to bed and no talking to anyone."

The following day Rubinho was called into the padre´s office.

"Dear boy, he started, I have not seen you for a week now...anything new on
the matter you talked about last time we saw?"

"No padre," Rubinho answered.

Rubinho did not know where to start with the padre.

"I still feel the same with the rope, padre."

"Oh do you? Come here, sweetie, it seems to puzzle you. Let's unravel this
divine plan step by step."  "Padre?"  "Yes, not so shy, boy. Switch off the
light behind you and so we can be more at ease with one another."

The padre kept the light on behind him and so he had all the beauty in
front of him to relish.

"God, look at you. You are wearing the shorts of a football champion. They
fit you like a glove. You do remind me a bit of Pele when he was your age,
you know. I have known Pele when he was a boy and he was an orphan just
like you."

Rubinho was now within hand reach of the the clergyman. His fingers itching
with anticipation to touch Rubinho again. He did not have to explain to
anyone why he placed his hands between his thighs. His thumb caressed the
boy´s ball sac and the perineum. Rubinho's response was visible to the
naked eye, but he had no idea how visible and how arousing to the padre it
was.

"OK, let's bring the demon out of you, like we did last and first time you
were here. Do you remember what we did, boy?"

"Yes padre," Rubinho said meekly, casting his eyes to the floor.  "OK then,
then do what you think you should do. This time you do not have to turn
around, just ride my hand as hard as you can."

Rubinho imagined riding a horse and rubbed up the broad hairy hand of the
padre.

"That's it, that´s it. Perfecto. Hold on and let my hand work around
your soft little balls."

Evidence of male testorone were building up in both; Rubinho was hard, his
little prick showing signs of rebellion.

"Shush little Pele, I will help you to free that boy there."

The padre embraced the boy´s hips and peeled Rubinho's shorts from his
buttocks.

"Oh, you wear no underwear? That is OK for our Lord, you were born like
that, so no worries, my child. Think of my hands as your underpants."  The
padre clenched the boy´s penis in his fist and pulled the foreskin down,
faster and faster.

"We will milk the demons out of you and I will suck them into my mouth
after which you will suck the good spirits from my gun, here between my
legs. OK?"

"OK padre," Rubinho said.

Rubinho turned all taut when he felt the demons rushing toward his cock's
head. Only God could do such a thing, the thought.

"Ooooh, not so fast, do not shoot it until I got my lips over the head,
boy..."

The padre crouched and swallowed the penis with balls and all.

"Mmm mmmm shh," he murmured.

Rubinho shot relentlessly and filled the entire mouth. The padre gobbled it
up and wasted no time in pulling Rubinho's head under his priest robe.

"Search my divine gun, boy and suck on it hard as if it were your
mother´s tit."

Soon enough, the padre drowned Rubinho gullet with all of his load, but
Rubinho did not swallow it, instead he cleaned his mouth on the padre's
soutane. A huge stain remained for all to see.

"You can go back to your dorm, I have cleansed you once again. You will
become a very good boy, everyone will want to be your friend."