Date: Thu, 12 Sep 2002 16:14:23 -0700
From: someone someday <s_someday@hotmail.com>
Subject: Delayed Puberty Boy--Ch 30

DELAYED PUBERTY BOY -- CHAPTER 30

As with all other chapters of this story: (c) all rights reserved.  This is
a work of fiction and is FOR ADULT READING ONLY!!!
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During the week following his rape, Joey became completely withdrawn from
the other boys in the Camp and did not take part in any activities,
preferring instead to just lay on his bed in the Dorm. Joey wouldn't tell
any more "bed time stories" which sorely disappointed his audience.  Fred,
Andy, Rob, Charlie and especially Taylor, had made every effort to
encourage him to bounce back, but Joey was inconsolable.  Taylor really
liked Joey and felt a strong brotherly attachment to him as opposed to a
sexual one, not that he wouldn't have welcomed the opportunity to sleep
with him.  The boys had also observed Joey crying on several occasions and
they were at a loss to understand what was wrong.  "It can't be the
whipping" Fred said "because he told me about one his old man gave him that
was a lot worse than what Art did."  They concluded that he must just be
depressed because of the radical change in his life style that being locked
up in the Camp represented.

What the boys could not know was that Joey was racked with guilt and
anxiety about the attraction that he was beginning to feel about having sex
with THEM.  Since the monster orgasm that Stevie had given him while
fucking his ass during the rape, Joey had been unable to bring himself to
an orgasm while thinking about girls.  He had always loved girls, but now
when he jerked off every night while the rest of the boys in the Dorm were
doing their thing, his eyes were all over their nocturnal activities
instead of relishing in the memories of his past heterosexual conquests.
When he did cum, he was so consumed with his sexual identity confusion that
his climaxes were uneventful...they were boring and he was scared that he'd
never get those earthquake releases that he so regularly enjoyed in the
past.  Now when he came, it was merely a biological response to
friction...there was NO passion and his modest discharge merely poured into
his stroking hand instead of reach the arching heights of the past. He
needed to orgasm hard again, and the dawning realization that it might not
happen unless he did it with one of the other boys was tearing him up
inside.

Finally, it became too much for Joey as he laid in his bed after all the
boys were long asleep. He slowly rose from his bed and went over to where
Taylor was sleeping.  Joey gently brushed Taylor's cheek until he sleepily
awoke and asked groggily "What's up?"  Joey struggled to speak because he
was scared at what he had set in motion, as Taylor looked up at him. "Can I
talk to you Taylor?" Joey whispered not wanting any of the others to wake
up.  "Sure Joey" Taylor yawned back.  "Can we talk in the Shower Room...I
want it to be private, OK?"  Taylor sat up and stretched before rising to
follow Joey who set off before him.  "Where are you" Taylor whispered
loudly when he entered the room and could not see Joey.  "I'm in here" came
back Joey's whispered reply, and when Taylor followed its sound he found
Joey sitting at the farthest back corner inside the showers themselves.
"What the Hell are you doing in there?" Taylor asked as he stood at the
opening to the showers and saw the seated boy.  "I don't want anyone to
wake up because they can hear us talk...this is the most remote place, I
think."  Taylor entered and slid down next to Joey and again asked "what's
up?"

A forlorned look came across Joey's young face and he began to weep,
burying his head in his hands to muffle the sounds of his crying.  "For
Christ's sake Joey, what the fuck has been wrong with you?" Taylor asked
softly as he put his beefy arm around the shoulders of the shuddering boy.
"None of us can understand why you've been so distant man.  You've gotta
snap out of it or they're gonna put you in a rubber room!"  Joey looked up
from his hands and said "I've been going through something I can't explain
and it's just been eating me up inside...Taylor, I think I might
be...be...be gay...." and Joey buried his face in his hands again and wept
even harder. "Nah, not you man...you're a chick slayer.  I mean with all
those things you've done with girls, what the Hell makes you think you want
to suck some cock?" Taylor said putting it crudely.  Joey looked up again
and with a deadly serious expression said "Because it's all I can think
about lately.  I can't get off without thinking about it and it scares me
so much that when I do get off I might as well be shaking hands...there's
no feeling, do you know what I mean?"  "Can't say that I do Joey" Taylor
replied "I've never cum with out screaming my head off, or at least feeling
like I wanted too.  God it must be terrible, but I'll bet it's just a stage
or something.  Probably 'cause you're cut off from all that pussy and stuck
in a room with a bunch of guys fuckin' each other."

Joey would love to have been able to believe that, but he knew that the
genesis of his problem had occurred in the woods that night and he was not
prepared to share that information with Taylor.  "Maybe you're right
Taylor, but maybe not" Joey responded "so I wanted to know if you...you
would...you would maybe do it with me and we could see what happens.  Would
that be OK and you wouldn't tell right?"  As Joey looked pitifully into
Taylor's eyes, Taylor said "Sure Joey...and I won't tell a soul! But why
did you pick a fat fuck like me.  I would have thought you'd go for Fred or
Andy...you know, one of the cute guys."  Joey quickly replied "Taylor, I
watched you and Rob the other night and you really got into giving him
head, so I thought you'd be a good guy for me to have my first with.  I
don't know if I'll be able to do anything back and I'm hoping that would be
OK.  Besides, I really like you as a friend...you've been very kind to me
and..."  "No problem Joey" Taylor said in an understanding voice "we'll
just play it by ear and take it slow.  If you don't want to do anything to
me that's OK.  I already hooked up with George tonight and that little kid
gave me one great hummer!"  Joey chuckled, which was the first time he'd
laughed or smiled in almost a week.  "How do we start?" Joey asked
pensively.

"The floor's pretty cold in here, but you're right, it's the best place to
not be heard or even seen if someone comes in to take a leak or something.
I'll go get some towels we can lay on...be right back."  During the few
seconds that Taylor was away, Joey thought to himself "Oh God, am I really
going to do this?"  His answer was "Yeah, I sure am!"  Then Taylor returned
with about 5 towels that he spread out in the far right corner of the
shower area floor where they could only be seen if someone actually came
in.  "OK man, come on over" Taylor whispered and Joey rose and walked over
to stand in the middle of the "bed" Taylor had made.  The two boys stood
there looking at each other for a second and then Taylor pulled off his tee
shirt and dropped his shorts.  In the dim light Joey looked at the dark
haired boy who stood a good 5" taller than him...the big round belly and
chubby boy breasts, his wide hips and thankfully, at least for now,
Taylor's limp penis with the dark stubble of hair above it where his
previously shaved crop was growing back in.  Joey felt a twinge of
excitement as he took off his shirt and when he straightened up after
lowering his shorts he saw Taylor looking at his body adoringly.

Taylor scanned Joey's entire body: his tousled light brown hair and
handsome boyish face, his athletic hairless upper body that led to his
smallish 13 year old flacid penis and modest spread of pubic hairs, and his
strong legs. Then Taylor gently reached out and hugged the trembling boy
and held him tightly against his distended front, feeling the warmth of
Joey's body and smelling the hair on the top of his head that was tucked
below Taylor's chin.  Joey felt tears begin to well in his eyes as Taylor
hugged him.  The softness of Taylor's ample body enveloped Joey and
comforted him and, as he relaxed in that tender embrace, he felt his penis
begin to slowly stiffen.  Taylor resisted the urge to kiss Joey, thinking
that it might be too much--too soon, as he became aware of the warm touch
of Joey's erection against the inside of his right thigh.  Without saying a
word, Taylor knelt down and slowly passed his wet mouth onto the hard penis
that stood before him, savoring its boyish taste and feeling the soft
sprinkling of Joey's pubic hairs on the tip of his nose and upper lip as he
descended to its base.

Joey felt an electric charge surge through him as Taylor's mouth passed
across the head of his hard penis, pausing long enough to swirl his tongue
slowly around the head before descending down its base and then rising
again to repeat the process.  Joey was moaning softly as Taylor continued
to softly and gently suck up and down on the length of his shaft. His knees
felt weak and the pleasure Taylor was providing soon drove away the guilt
that had risen in him when Taylor first hugged him.  He placed his hand
lightly on the sides of Taylor's slowly bobbing head as he groaned out a
sigh of relief and ecstasy while his passion began to heighten.  He thought
briefly about laying down with Taylor so he could reciprocate the joy that
was being extended to him, but decided to wait to see if Taylor would
signal for that.  Otherwise, Joey was glad to stay only on the receiving
end during his first consensual experience with someone of the same sex.
For Taylor's part, he didn't want Joey to do anything except enjoy the
pleasure he was providing.  As the length of time that he sucked on Joey's
pulsating penis increased, Taylor's knees began to hurt as they pressed
against the towel that covered the hard tile floor.  Taylor didn't stop his
suckling as he gently pulled down on Joey's hips and Joey instinctively
responded by slowly sitting down as Taylor slid his legs back and pushed
his face up and down in Joy's now seated lap.  Joey gently rubbed the back
of Taylor's shoulders and then decided to lay on his side so that he could
take Taylor into his mouth.  As he slipped to his right side, Taylor knew
what was coming and reached out with his left arm and steadied Joey's
descent, and then pushing harder, restored Joey to his original seated
position.

Joey understood the act of kindness and was content to accept it as the
advent of his orgasm approached. "Oooohhh" he whispered softy "Taylor
you're getting me close. If you don't want me to shoot in your mouth it's
OK."  Taylor raised his hand holding his thumb and index finger in a circle
with his other three fingers extended to signal that everything was
fine. "Aaaaahh, ooohhh yesssss, that feels sooo gooood" Joey sighed as he
felt Taylor's warm wet mouth slide across the bulging veins on his young
organ.  Then first incredible jolt of his orgasm struck him charging his
loins and causing his testicles to spring up tightly. He covered his mouth
tightly with his open hand as he trumpeted his first spray of semen into
Taylor's sliding mouth "AAAAAAHHHHH" Joey's muted yell quietly slipped
out. Taylor felt the first discharge, which reminded him of the feeling of
a squirt gun being shot in his mouth only instead of cool water this tasted
of warm salty fluid that was much more watery than viscous.
"UURRRRROOOOHHHH" and a second wave of ejaculate spewed forth, followed by
a third, fourth and fifth!

With each spasm of ecstasy Joey quietly moaned out his pleasure and Taylor
felt another four thrusts from Joey as his hips bucked up to drive himself
as deeply as he could into Taylor's mouth.  The last waves of Joey's orgasm
had been completely dry, but they delivered incredible feelings to the
young boy and Taylor became amazed at how long Joey's orgasm was lasting.
He'd never had anyone stay this wrapped up in rapture, and Joey himself
wondered if it would ever end as he struggled to stay quiet.  "Taaaylor
keep going pleeeeees!"  Joey softly pleaded asTaylor continued to suck the
boy's ridged penis while Joey crunched and bucked out a last three dry
blasts, his testicles aching at the strain they were under from their many
rises and descents.  Then Joey collapsed to his side panting hard as the
moment passed and left him drained of energy.  Taylor slowly released his
still hard shaft and sat up to watch Joey as his lungs heaved for air.
Joey laid there for several minutes with his forearm across his eyes
reveling in the outrageous sensation that his young body had just
experienced.  NOTHING had ever compared to the strength of that orgasm,
even the one in the woods that had started this whole thing was a distant
second to what Taylor had just made him feel.  As Joey lay there his
emotions came into a terrible conflict of exhilaration at the experience,
relief that he could once again joyously orgasm, and shame and guilt at the
reality of his situation...that this is who he was!

Tears flowed freely from his eyes and rolled out from under the arm that
covered them. "It's all right Joey" Taylor whispered as he stroked Joey's
soft hair "everything's fine, just fine."  Joey got control of himself and
sat up to face Taylor and said "Thanks man, I appreciate it but I half
wanted to not be able to get off...to not like it at all.  But it was
amazing Taylor, the best I've ever had and now I have to learn to deal with
it."  Taylor replied "That was the longest cum I've ever fuckin' seen Joey!
If you hadn't gone dry in the middle of it you would have drowned me."
"Maybe when I get a little older" Joey laughed struggling to control his
volume as Taylor did likewise.  "Man Joey, just thinking about how hard you
went off is giving me a stiffy...I'm just gonna take care of myself for a
second." Taylor said rising.  He walked to the adjacent wall with his back
to Joey and extended one arm out against the wall to brace himself while he
leaned in and began to masturbate the rock hard boner that had taken form.
Taylor got in about 10 strokes and was sighing softly as he felt Joey come
up beside him and replaced Taylor's hand with his own.  Joey had never held
another boy's penis before, let alone one as well endowed as Taylor.  Joey
used a quick full stroke to cover the entirety of Taylor's almost man sized
erection, as Taylor now leaned hard into the wall with both of his arms.
He pushed his feet back a little farther and began to rise up onto his toes
as he thrust his hips through the air keeping pace with the strokes of
Joey's soft hand on his yearning cock.

"Hand me that towel man" Taylor whispered gruffly and Joey kneeled down
with out releasing his grip on Taylor's hot hard rod and fetched a towel
from the floor.  Taylor quickly rolled up an end of it and stuck it in his
mouth and then resumed his leaning position as his orgasm approached
"HHOOOOO SSHHIIIIITTTTTTT, AAAHHHH GGGAAAAADDD, HHHAAA, HHHAAAA
OOOOOOHHHHH" Taylor barked into the towel as a powerful burst of cum jetted
from the head of his stroked penis and splattered into the wall. Taylor
howled into the towel as a second blast, the equal of the first, followed
and then two final shots that fell short on the floor before him.  Joey's
final fist pumps caused a steady flow of white fluid to drip out and roll
down the outside of his hand as he released his grip and used another towel
to wipe off his hand.  Taylor whispered "Thanks...that was as good a hand
job as I've ever had man!"  Joey smiled and said "Least I could do in
return and God you shoot a lot!  I'll work on gettin' up the nerve to do
the other stuff.  God I can't believe this is happening to me though.  I
mean, I just never imagined I was built this way!" Suddenly a flood of
emotion overcame the young boy and he sank to his knees and began to weep
in his hands.  "OH FUCK!" Taylor thought to himself "here we go
again...this kid's gotta learn to deal with it!"  Then putting kinder words
to his thoughts, Taylor knelt down next to Joey and cradled his head in his
arms as the boy sobbed. "Come on Joey, everything's gonna work out...you'll
see...you'll feel better in the morning. Now let's get dressed and go back
to bed, OK?"  "Yeah, OK" Joey said wiping the tears from his eyes before
blowing his running nose in one of the towels.

The boys picked up the other towels and Joey pointed to the deposit of
Taylor's semen that had streaked down the wall and puddled at the base on
the floor and said "Hey, you gonna do something about that?"  Taylor
grinned broadly and replied "Naahh, let one of those fuck heads see it in
the morning and get grossed out...should be good for a laugh!"  "You're a
twisted dude, you know that Taylor?"  "Yeah" Taylor said "fuck 'em if they
can't take a joke!"  The two boys returned to their beds undetected by the
others and Taylor quickly fell fast asleep, while Joey continued to wrestle
with his conflicting emotions and began to quietly cry again until sleep at
last overtook him.  When Art woke them in the morning, Joey was one of the
last to rise, feeling incredibly groggy...almost hung over.  As his head
cleared and he though back on the events of last night, he concluded that
Taylor was wrong...things weren't any better in the morning.  "Hell,
they're fucking worse because now" Joey yelled to himself "I'm a full on
faggot!!!"  Dejectedly he headed to the showers and didn't even smile when
he heard the unwitting discoverer of Taylor's river of cum yell "JESUS
CHRIST!! Who's the fuckin' pig who fired their load in here!"  As everyone
laughed hysterically, Joey entered quietly and rested his forehead against
the wall with hot shower water cascaded down his body while he wished it
could wash away the painful reality of his situation.

After breakfast, during the morning hike, Taylor, Fred and Andy walked with
Joey and Joey seemed to open up more than he had all week.  While he wasn't
exactly conversant, he was responsive to them and didn't politely shoo them
away as he had been doing before.  While Joey was putting on a brave front,
because he was still fighting his state of inner turmoil and becoming more
and more frightened that the "new him" would become known to others.  He
couldn't imagine how his brother, father and friends would react when they
found out he was gay.  He was hoping that he'd at least be bisexual so he
could continue to fuck girls, but at this moment they held no attraction
for him.  That was going to be the give away he thought.  As soon as he
failed to pursue girls or perform with them, the jig would be up.  It would
be up even sooner if word got out through the boys in the Camp or if he got
caught with someone's cock in his mouth when he got home.  Joey fought to
ward off the panic that was setting in as he walked and talked sparingly,
but the panic was winning.  When they got back to the compound, the others
scattered to engage in free time activities while Joey headed back to the
Dorm to be alone.  As he walked he felt short of breath and began to
hyperventilate as a panic attack over took him.  Joey barely made it
through the door as he fell down in the empty Dorm and began sobbing...it
was just too much to deal with...too fucking much!!

As Taylor, Fred and Andy walked to the field to take part in a football
game, Taylor saw Joey walk through the door of the Dorm.  "Fuck man!" he
said "I thought he was coming around and might play with us today."  Fred
replied "Something is really eating at him, I wish I knew how to help."
Taylor of course knew the problem, if not the exact origin, but he was
sworn to secrecy.  "I'll go talk to him" he said as he headed off toward
the Dorm.  On his way there, George asked him if they could "hook up" again
tonight and Taylor stopped long enough to chat with him briefly and say
"Sure, what do you have in mind?"  George said well "I love the way you
give head and you can do whatever you want to me."  "I'm in the mood to
fuck I think" Taylor replied "have you ever had a cock my size inside you?"
George said he thought he could handle it fine as long as Taylor went slow,
which Taylor said was no problem.  Then they smiled at each other as Taylor
continued to the Dorm.

As he walked into the Dorm, Taylor's jaw dropped at the sight of Joey with
his back to him standing on a chair under the whipping pulley with the rope
tied around his neck as he was poised to jump.  "NOOOOOOO!!!" Taylor roared
as he raced toward the boy and grabbed him below his knees before he could
step off the chair.  Taylor hoisted him up across his shoulders as Joey
struggled to free himself crying "Let me go..I want to do it!"  Taylor
reached around Joey's neck and freed him from the noose and them dropped
him solidly on his ass shouting "You stupid little fuck...are you
crazy...you want to fucking off yourself?  Over what you dumb shit!"  Joey
began to cry hysterically so Taylor slapped him hard across his left cheek
which knocked Joey to his side, but helped him regain his composure as the
sting of Taylor's slap replaced the dire sense of hopelessness he was
feeling.

"Listen Joey" Taylor said sternly "I know this maybe being gay thing has
you fucked up, but you'll work through it in time...but you have to give it
time.  Like I said before, it's probably just a phase with you being stuck
her with no pussy and all.  I'll bet when you get home you'll be knee deep
in it again no matter what you do with guys in here. Now, sit up and listen
to me because I've got something to tell you about what you tried to
do...about DEATH and why no matter whatever happens to you, you never want
to go THERE!"  Joey straightened himself up and asked "Just what the fuck
do you know about how I feel..how much pain I'm in...how much I can't deal
with this.  I want some fucking peace is all!"  "Peace my ass" Taylor shot
back "just listen to me for a minute OK.  I may look like a stupid fat
piece of shit, but I know what I'm talking about when it comes to death, so
fucking listen!"  Joey looked at Taylor with a sense of doubt, but he gave
him his full attention.

"I had this friend, his name was Jarrod and he fucking killed himself last
year.  He blew his brains out with his old man's hand gun and he left this
note that things really sucked for him and all, and how he just wanted to
be with God and have fucking 'Peace'.  Well, I was wrecked 'cause he was my
best friend and he'd been talking this God shit for a few months before and
I just blew him off.  He wasn't talking suicide or anything but he was on
this kick about how cool it would be to go to Heaven...no worries and all
that crap.  I guess he'd always been kinda religious but he never tried to
sell it before, and I wasn't in to buying.  Not that I didn't believe in
God at the time, but it was kid belief.  I mean, I just accepted it as a
truth without questioning it or weighing any alternatives.

"Then at school about a week after, this guy we knew who was Catholic
starts saying how Jarrod really fucked up, how he can't go to Heaven 'cause
he killed himself.  And this other guy, who was Protestant or something
said that was just Catholic bull shit and they start going back and forth
about the bible and shit until the Protestant kid shuts him up.  He said it
can't be true because Christ committed suicide.  He says Christ knew that
the Romans would kill him if he kept doing his thing, that God had told
him, that he had his chance to run but he decided to get killed to be with
God and save the world and shit. Then he says, what about soldiers who dive
on a grenade to save others or a parent who pushes his kid out of the way
of a car and then gets hit and killed, and all kinds of stuff like that.
So the Catholic kid fires back that its different because they all died to
save someone else, and the other kid says what about the people who jumped
out of the World Trade Center on 9-11, and so on and so on.  Anyway, now
I'm all worried that Jarrod might be stuck in Hell or Purgatory or
somewhere that's not Heaven and it gets me thinking that the answer, if
there is one, turns on a techi..technicality so I go to the library and
start reading up on this history and interpretation of religion stuff."

"And there are a ton of books of this shit and it's way cool. I asked the
librarian to help me out and he gives me this survey of religion overview
book where I get the once over on Judaism, Hinduism, Buddhism, the ancient
Egyptians, Greek and Roman mythology and a bunch of Indian and Inca and
witch doctor shit.  I was hooked reading about this stuff.  Hell, my
parents thought I'd turned over a new leaf, but all I wanted to know was
that Jarrod was all right.  So now I'm done with the survey stuff and I
start in on the more detailed studies of the sects of Christianity and all
the others.  All of them Joey...EVERY fucking one...promises a life after
death and suicide is only given a major penalty by the Catholics, but even
they let you still be you after your dead...it's just that your in some
shit hole instead of Heaven. And the best one is the Hindus, because these
guys believe that there are only so many souls that exist in the world and
everything had a soul. Dogs, horses and cows, man are they hung up on
fucking cows!  Anyway, you just keep coming back in one form or another and
you get to be something better the next time if you lived a good life
before."

Joey looked impatiently at Taylor and said softly "So what's the point
here, that if the Catholics are right I'd wind up in Purgatory...big deal,
it's better than being here now."  Taylor looked at him angrily and said
"No fuck head that's not the point.  Shut up at let me finish.  The point
is the more I read about this stuff the more I see common threads, so I get
ahold of some more comparative stuff that's more history of how and where
religion grew from and I learn what I truly believe today...it's all a
bunch of crap made up by some guys who used it to gain power and shit.
Look Joey, the only difference between us and an ape or a dolphin or a
whale, which are all real smart animals too, is our ability to verbally
communicate and use our imagination.  So my theory is some guy way back
when is in some tribe or something is maybe not a good hunter and shit, but
he tells good stories.  He's got a great imagination.  So he starts telling
stories about the stars and what they are and answering all these questions
that no one else can figure out 'cause they're all dumb cavemen and shit."

"Then they start asking this guy about their greatest fear: death.  What
the fuck happens when they die and he starts telling them shit about Gods
and Heavens, and the next thing you know he's gettin' fed and protected and
he comes up with rules for them to follow or else they're fucked when they
die...get it?  It's all made up, but people swallow it whole, because no
one wants to believe that there's only nothingness when you die.  Everybody
wants to believe that they're still themselves where ever they might go,
but at least they go somewhere, right.  And then the more these religions
go on the more powerful the Popes and other king shit religious leaders
become.  Hell the God damned Catholic priests today are fuckin' kids like
us in the ass and we're letting them because we believe that God says it
OK!  And with all these religions out there saying they're the 'true' one
and everyone else is fucked, how can that be right?  If there is a God why
would he play favorites?  It doesn't make sense, except when you think that
different regions had different guys making shit up to get people to stop
killing each other and fucking each other's wives and, of course, feeding
and paying these religious fiction writers. And they got believed because
they preyed on the masses greatest fear..fucking dying."

"But Joey, please listen to me man, there's no Heaven just because we want
one.  If dogs could think up Heaven they would and they'd believe it too,
but when one gets greased by a car it's just lights out game over!
Nothingness man, you are no more...no wings, no clouds and no more thought.
So no matter what...you go blind, your dick falls off, family members die
or you're fucking gay...deal with it and survive, fucking live because you
only will for 70 or maybe 80 years if you're lucky and then, like all those
bastards who have been dead for thousands, millions of years...your just
fucking dead. So I learned that my pal Jarrod did fuck up Joey, he turned
his switch off 50 or 60 years before it would have gone off on its own, and
he's not with angles or devils or anywhere in between.  He stopped being
and he'll NEVER be again!"

"Jesus, Taylor" Joey said in amazement "you sound like a teacher or
something.  I had know idea you knew all this stuff and could think like
that."  Taylor smiled "Yeah, well you spend a year reading like crazy and
you learn a thing or two...it's just not cool for me to be smart looking
like I do.  Besides acting like a dumb fuck really pisses my old man off
because I was a straight A student before I went rebel on him!"  Joey
laughed and said he'd given him something to think about, and that he would
think about it.  "I'm sure not certain that I want to die any more Taylor."
Taylor smiled at patted him on the head patronizingly and said "Good!
Class dismissed.  Now get your ass up and come on out and play some
ball...it's about time you rejoined the world!"

__________________________ __________________________

The usual boys and the new recruit En walked through Dr. Carl's back door
at around 2:00 on the Saturday afternoon after Paul and En had enjoyed
their sleep over.  Paul had talked to the Doc who said bring him over and
"initiate" him on video tape and then he'd come down stairs for a
"treatment" session. Paul called En to tell him he was in and that he
should meet him and the other guys outside the Library around 1:30 on
Saturday and they'd take him to meet the Doc.  When Tim and Ollie met En
for the first time as they walked to Dr. Carl's house together, the boys
exchanged cordial greetings and talked sports and stuff.  Ollie thought the
kid looked gross, but Tim took an immediate liking to him and told Paul on
the side that he wanted to be the one to initiate En. Paul said it was fine
with him, and he liked doing stuff with Ollie any way.

When they walked into the doctor's living room, the video recorder was in
its usual position as Paul turned it on and the boys began to undress.  En
was very excited and his was the only erect penis when the boys stood
together and paired off, with Ollie feeling particularly relieved when Paul
took him by the hand and pulled him aside leaving En staring at the thin
boy before him.  "Looks like you're ready to roll Tim said looking down at
En's boner which stood out from under his large rolly belly.  Tim couldn't
see any hair as he reached out and gently grabbed En's dick.  When he
stroked down, Tim pushed into the folded area above En's hard little penis
and brushed his finger back and forth across the soft smooth skin.  Feeling
no hairs at all, he continued to lightly stroke En while En worked up the
courage to touch him in return.  En looked at the limp penis hanging down
in front of Tim and thought is was big for a skinny little 11 year old.  He
saw the many short white hairs that adorned the top of Tim's penis, and in
sharp contrast, the four dark brown curly pubic hairs that grew out of the
white hair base like trees in a snow field.  "I want some of those" En said
to himself as he slowly took Tim's soft penis into his hand and felt the
rush of blood beginning to breath life into it.

Soon the two boys were masturbating each other vigorously, while Paul had
Ollie's uncircumcised cock in his mouth and Ollie was bobbing away at
Paul's big hairy rod.  When Tim knelt down in front of En, it caused En's
grip to release as Tim's penis pulled away.  "Ooohhh Goooddd" En sighed as
Tim's hot mouth slid over his small bulbous head and Tim's tongue worked
around its tip and spread its slit.  Because of the overhang of En's belly,
Tim had to come at him a little sideways in order to slide his mouth down
En's short thin shaft.  Given En's heightened excitement and the excellence
of Tim's mouth, En orgasmed quickly. Because he was feeling a little shy in
the company of these new kids, En stifled his normal cries of erotic joy
and merely snorted a few hard breaths as his small testicle slung up and
then dropped during his four dry spasms.  If Tim hadn't felt the jerking of
En's balls he would not have known En had climaxed.  "Done already?"  Tim
asked as he rose.  "Yeah" En replied "It was real good...thanks.  What
about you, should I suck you now?"  Tim smiled and said "No, the Doc says I
should do you in the butt, ever done that before En?"  En replied that he
had been finger fucked by Paul, but had never been invaded by a penis
before.  "I'll go slow" Tim promised as he positioned En on his hands and
knees and applied some lubricant to En's puckered hole.

Tim pushed En down to his stomach and positioned himself between En's
legs. Tim wedged his knees up inside the top of En's thighs and then spread
them wide exposing his target. Then he lightly touched the tip of his his
penis against En's quivering anus. "Are you ready?" Tim asked. "Yeah, I
guess so" En replied as he closed his eyes and tried to
relax. "ooooooOOOOOOOWWW!!" En's cry erupted as Tim slid all the way inside
of him in one smooth stroke "Pull out...it hurts OOOWWWW it hurts!" En
yelled getting the attention of Ollie and Paul.  Tim laid down on top of
En's back pinning him to the ground as En tried to rise.  "Just relax and
breath deep...the pain goes away quickly and I won't move until it does"
Tim said softly.  "UUUNNNNN aaaaahhh ooo OK, that's feeling better. Man
that hurt at first!" En said as the ripping feeling subsided and he could
feel Tim's hard penis inside him.  "Here goes" Tim said as he a first very
slowly began to hump the fat boys big round butt.

En opened his eyes and watched Paul and Ollie suck each other as Tim slid
in and out of him.  "OOOOHHH, OOOOOO, OOOHHH" Ollie groaned as he pushed
his hips hard up into Paul's face as his orgasm released and flooded him
with pleasure.  "Holy shit Ollie...you came!"  Paul said.  Ollie released
Paul's erection long enough to get a full report.  "Are you sure?" he
asked.  "Yeah, some salty spray definitely came out...not much but
something, congratulation!"  "Cool" Ollie said as he put his face down into
Paul's seated lap and resumed.  Paul watched as Tim was now firing rapidly
in and out of En's backside, causing his fat buttocks to
ripple. "HHHUUUUNNNNNAAAHH, OOOHHHHH, AAAAAHHHH GGGOOOODDD" Tim cried as he
came hard inside of En and the feeling of hot liquid caught En by surprise.
That sight got Paul to the door of his orgasm as he laid on his back and
drew his feet and knees up and prepared to shoot his load into Ollie's
mouth. "UUUHHH ooohhh UUUHHH UUHHHH AARRRRUUUMMMPPPPFFF" Paul garbled out
as his shots of semen flew from him and into Ollie's mouth to be gobbled
up.

The boys lay there resting for a minute as they heard the sound of Dr. Carl
coming down the stairs and then he entered the room.  The boys scrambled to
their feet as the doctor entered and extended his hand to the newcomer
"Hello Enrique, I'm Dr. Carl.  Glad to have you with us.  Tim go wash
yourself off and Ollie and Paul please sit on the couch while I examine
Enrique."  "Please call me En and it's nice to meet you to."  Dr. Carl
smiled and said "Very well En, please come over here so I can look you
over. I understand you are 12 1/2 and a friend of Paul's."  En replied "Yes
sir, and I want to lose weight like him and get some pubes too."  The
doctor smiled "A noble aspiration En. Come on over here and let me get a
look at you. Hold your belly up please, I'd like to start with your
genitals."  As En held himself up the doctor began to look closely at the
boys small offering. Then he felt his boy breasts, belly and love
handles. Then Dr. Carl had En turn around and he kneaded the boys fat
buttocks like they were piles of bread dough.

"Well young man you are severely over weight, but so was Paul when he
started.  And your genitals are very much on the under developed side as
were Ollie's and Tim's brother whom I'm sure you have heard is away from us
for a while.  So if you work hard like they have I see no reason why you
won't make significant progress soon.  I'd hope for you to be seeing some
of this..." as the doctor softly rubbed the hereditary dark hairs above
En's lip "down here soon..." as he softly stroked his bare pubic region.
En smiled and said "I'll try hard Dr. Carl."  "Good" the doctor replied
"then let's get started.  Paul, you first please followed by Tim, Ollie and
En."  Dr. Carl pulled out his three loop whip as Paul assumed the position
and took 5 of the hardest blows the doctor could muster.  Per usual, he did
not make a sound and he rose and turned with a sweaty face, no tears and a
throbbing erection.

Then Tim bent over the top of the desk and bit hard into a gauze roll as he
endured his five lashes with out a sound but clearly in pain as he stiffly
rose and cleared the way for Ollie.  Audible "oooww's" and ""oohhh's"
escaped the gauze in his mouth as the third forth and fifth strikes of the
whip raised their red welts on his while bubble butt.  When he turned,
tears were streaming down his eyes, but he was not sobbing.  "OK En it's
your turn to begin your first treatment."  En walked slowly to the desk,
bent over and put his head down with a roll of gauze clenched in his
teeth. "Because this is your first, you'll need to be restrained...Tim and
Paul please hold down one of his arms."  As En felt his arms being pulled
out tight in front of him pinning him to the desk top, he became very
frightened and started to cry softly.  Then the doctor reared back and
delivered a tremendous lash across the fat dimpled boy butt before him
"OOOOOOWWWWWWWW!!!!!!" En shrieked as the doctor signaled to Ollie to turn
up the volume on the stereo. "AAAAWWWWWW GGGAAAAADDDDDD NNNOOOOOO" En was
yelling as the whistle and crack of the next two blows sent more pain
through him than he knew was possible to feel.
SSSWWWIIIIIIISSSSHHHHH---CCRRRRAAAAAKKK "OOOOUUUUCCHHH OOOHHH OOOHHHH"
SSSWWWIIIIIIISSSSHHHHH---CCRRRRAAAAAKKK "HHHNNNNAAAAAAAAAAAHHAAAHHHAAHH!"
as the boys released him and he slumped to his side crying hard and loud.

En recovered fairly quickly and Dr. Carl had Ollie suck him to an orgasm as
Tim and Paul went 69 on each other and all of them climaxed strongly within
about 15 minutes.  After En orgasmed the Dr. called him over and inspected
his wilting erection. He dapped at the inside of his slit and stretched out
a strand of fluid. "Looks like pre-seminal release to me En.
Congratulations young man!" Dr. Carl lied to him, knowing that the strand
of fluid was only saliva that had become trapped.  En smiled believing that
he had achieved instant results.  "Now for you hormones" Dr. Carl smiled at
him as he dropped his pants and guided the young boys mouth to his wanting
erection.  En had never seen a cock that big and he could only get a few
inches into his mouth with out gagging.  The doctor placed En's chubby
hands on the length of his shaft that En's mouth could not cover and En
stroked and sucked for only a few minutes until the doctor said "Here it
comes En, do be sure to swallow it all down...you need this badly."

The doctor grunted and moaned loudly as he flooded En's mouth with a huge
volume of his semen.  En gulped frantically and managed to get it all as he
continued to suck until Dr. Carl raised his chubby cheeks from his lap."OK
boys, get cleaned up and I'll see you next week...good session."  The boys
cleaned and dressed and said their good-byes as the doctor locked the door
behind them.  Then he logged on to his computer and went to his gay-youth
pay web site to down load a special movie he had ordered at a hefty
premium.  As he started to watch he was in complete awe of the
professionalism, content and quality.  But when the second of 4 scenes was
displayed the doctor was appalled and screamed out "NNNOOOOO YOU FUCKING
BAAAASSTAARDS!!!"