Date: Thu, 28 Dec 2006 11:38:16 -0800 (PST) From: Deep Diver <firstname.lastname@example.org> Subject: Danny's Rehab Program - Chapter 16 This story is copyrighted to the author. You are welcome to download for personal use but not for sale or profit. The series is homoerotic with detailed descriptions of sex between consenting males age eighteen and above including domination, bondage and s/m. If this is not your scene please leave this site NOW. Also if you are underage to read this type of material or it is illegal in your country please leave. This means you if you are younger than 18! Email comments to the author at email@example.com ATTENTION : I have set up a Blog on www.myspace.com called surprisingly Danny's Rehab Program. Please share your thoughts on this story there so all interested readers can enjoy the messages and ideas that I have been receiving. http://blog.myspace.com/130284906 "So how was it?" Sammy asked out of curiosity. "Incredible, simply incredible. Thank you master for sharing me with your friend. Sammy's mouth fell open. He could not imagine what had occurred that left his boy toy so contented. Sammy's New Business - Chapter 16 Sammy opened the latest installment on Danny's Rehab Program and was reading the following.... Slowly the group is finding its way. Bobby has convinced us to purchase more horses so that we could all go riding together. I, Gerson , have assumed somewhat of a leadership role in the group, but it is more Danny's spirit which is directing us. Tom advises me on keeping our investments sound, but did not want to take that job over afraid that it would absorb all his attention and he wants to keep himself attentive to the needs of his new sons. In many ways we all accept him as our symbolic father. Kevin is blossoming as the ranch chef. He continues to take pride in creating the meals which he has learned from watching the food channel. Dean is more or less in charge of the garden which we are constantly expanding with everyone's help except Bobby who is always busy taking care of the horses. Jer, Jimmy and Paco are working out well, but since they did not get to know Danny as well as the rest of us need more direction from the others. We are expecting new arrivals soon and they will be in charge of reeducation. Sammy was glad to see things were working out at the ranch. It was his brother's project and he felt proud that he had set it up so well that it was able to continue without Danny actually running it. He wished he had been more involved. Emmanuel brought him his morning coffee. "So are you going to give me the details of yesterday's visit to my friend?" Sammy asked of Emmanuel. Emmanuel's eyes twinkled as Sammy's question triggered the memories of the intense pleasures to which he had been introduced by Reese. He looked into Sammy's eyes. "There are no words to describe the sensations, but thank you for making that happen." Emmanuel answered. "Damn, I want to know what he did to you. Tell me." Sammy ordered seeing that all traces of depression had disappeared from Emmanuel's facial expressions. Emmanuel narrated the events as they took place, but there was no way that Sammy could understand the feelings to which Emmanuel had been exposed without actually going through the experience himself. Sammy got somewhat horny hearing the descriptions, but the retelling was a far cry from the reality. Sammy remained somewhat frustrated, but he hid this from Emmanuel. "Here take this tape on massage and learn how you can take care of me later." He said to Emmanuel. Then Sammy went out on some of his business. Emmanuel, obediently began studying the tapes. Out at the ranch.... Jer, Paco y Jimmy were working in the garden. Paco picked a cherry tomato off the vine and popped it into his mouth. "I don't think anything in the world tastes better than something that one has produced in their own garden." The others all agreed and each popped nice ripe tomatoes into their mouths. Jer held up one of the tomatoes and held it between his index finger and thumb. "Look its about the size of one of Jimmy's balls!" Jer said mockingly. "Well at least my balls don't shoot blanks." Jimmy shot back at Jer. Paco laughed at both jabs. Jimmy and Jer continued to exchange insults which began to escalate from funny to mean and the two began to get angry as their barbs become more personal and cruel. Paco had stopped laughing and tried to get the others to talk about the horses. "I can't wait til those new horses arrive...." Jer said looking forward to riding all together. But Jimmy cut him off. "Yea, so you'll have nice big nigger lips like yours to kiss!" Jimmy said without thinking. All of a sudden Jer came at Jimmy swinging and the two got into a cowboy braw worthy of any "b" class western. Paco tried to separate them but took a punch in the gut for his efforts. All three began swinging hard not much caring which of the others took their punches. In the fray they damaged several of the plants in the garden. Finally, Gerson, Kevin and Tom came running out of the kitchen and were able to break them apart. Each took one of them in different directions and tried to determine what happened. Later that day Gerson called a meeting and they all sat around the living room in the main house. Look you guys, this shit needs to be sorted out here and now. He looked at each and saw Paco with a black eye, Jimmy was holding his side and Jer had a very swollen lower lip. This was the very first time that the group had experienced domestic violence. Both Jer and Jimmy explained that it was their fault and that Paco's only tried to stop them and got caught in the crossfire. Since Jer and Jimmy had admitted that their jokes got out of hand everyone agreed that Paco had done what he could to help break them up and was not responsible for the mayhem that ensued. But no one was sure if Jer or Jimmy was more responsible and both insisted that it was the others' fault and although both apologised to Paco and to the group neither would apologise to the other. Finally, Gerson said that they both should be taken down to the stables. Gerson himself first went to the kitchen and then followed them down. He told Dean to put the wrist restraints of the two. Then he had them hoisted up by their arms with pulleys in the ceiling. Gerson told Dean to get Jer hard while Paco worked on Jimmy's cock. Then he took a jar of Chinese hot mustard which he had brought down form the kitchen and painted it on each of their penises before he had them bound them together. They were left hanging by their arms with their toes barely touching the floor. Each time one tried to relieve the weight off his arms by standing higher on his toes, the movement caused their penises to rub and as they rubbed the mustard penetrated further into their glands. The sting was not agonizing, but was extremely uncomfortable. As they moved and jerked trying to relieve the sting, the friction only made the sting worse. Thus their only comfort was to learn how to remain as still as possible, hanging face to face. Since they were both still blaming one another remaining silent was beyond them. But as they continued to blame each another, their anger caused them to move. The friction kept their cocks hard, and the more excited they got the more the stinging penetrated into their cocks. Within twenty minutes, they were both admitting to having caused the problem and begging their "buddy" to forgive them and to remain still. After thirty minutes, the others returned to see how they were doing. They were both begging to be let down and were both accusing themselves. "I don't know if they mean it or not, perhaps we should stick some dildos up their butts well lubricated with that mustard." Dean said teasingly. Everyone was laughing even Jer and Jimmy. "Please don't make us laugh, this really hurts!" Jer said almost crying. "Come on, let us down, we've learned our lesson." Jimmy said begging. "And what lesson was that?" Asked Gerson. "That when we fight we hurt everyone, but we hurt ourselves more than anyone else." Jimmy answered. The ropes were lowered and the two bad boys were untied. They both ran for the showers and the rest ran after them. It became one huge water fight as everyone began spraying everyone else. Then it became another community hug. Gerson suggested that Jer and Jimmy sleep together that night and they both nodded assent eagerly. With that Bobby came in and looked at everyone with wide open eyes. "Damn, how come I always miss all the fun?" Bobby protested. In a flash everyone was grabbing at him and dragging him into the shower as well. Bobby was on cloud nine with some many soapy hands rubbing his body until some got the idea of introducing him to Chinese cock torture.. Several days later not only did one of the new recruits arrive, but there was also a summons for Gerson to report to court as a witness. He drove early to the court house in Palmdale knowing were it was on main street since he often passed it on his way to do the shopping. Sometimes Dean hand accompanied him, but today he was glad to have Tom at his side. He as so upset by the summons he hardly noticed anything from the parking lot all the way up to the court room. There was a strange collection of people gathered. The fiscal had a particularly devilish look on his face as he watched Gerson and Tom enter the hall and take seats. The lawyer for the defence was a very well dressed young bearded man of about thirty five. His beard was neatly trimmed and his black hair combed straight back. His eyes penetrated deeply into Gerson. He was dressed in a white suit. Suddenly the bailiff brought in the accused. Gerson and Tom were surprised to see Danny led in wearing cuffs. "All rise! The honourable judge Eloy Theon presiding. All sit and remain silent." The bailiff ordered. In walked the judge, an older man, with what seemed a very large body frame and sporting a neatly trimmed white beard. Gerson wanted to run over to Danny, but was intimidated by the bailiff's orders. "Your honour, that state accuses Mr. Daniel Myers of engaging in the slave trade and kidnapping." The bailiff read from an official document.. The judge then asked, "How does your client plead?" "Good day, your honour. My client pleads innocent as charged." "Good to see you again counsellor. Very well, is the state ready to present any evidence?" The judge said directing himself to the prosecutor. "It is your honour." The prosecutor said sneeringly. Back at Sammy's house, Emmanuel was working on Sammy's lower legs. Sammy was stretched out face down on a massage table with his face snug in the hole provided to allow his body to lay flat. "Many, what's the matter, I noticed that you have been kind of down the last day or so?" Sammy inquired concerned. "Its just that I have been thinking a lot." Emmanuel answered in a monotone. "Thinking about what?" Sammy asked wondering what was going on in Emmanuel's head. "Well, you have been sending me out each night to different friends and I've been learning so much about how to give and receive pleasure, but you never let me show you what I am learning, except for massages." Emmanuel said trying to explain his feelings. "Ok, now I see. You are still thinking like a free man, but your are not free and you need to remember it. You belong to me. I bought your life which was already lost. As my slave your only concern must be to please me. It pleases me that you do what I tell you to do without questioning me. If I wanted sex with a guy, I would tell you, but I don't want sex with a guy, so stop thinking about what I don't want and start looking how to do better what I do want from you. Understand?" "Yes, s ... i.....r.." Emmanuel answered dejectedly. He was growing more and more fond of Sammy. He recognized how well Sammy looked after him and enjoyed what he was learning from Sammy's friends, but was confused as to why Sammy had him learning all these sex techniques if he was not to use them on Sammy. He wanted so much to reach out to this man and embrace him. But if he even tried to make the massage more sensual, Sammy would direct him to another part of his body. Emmanuel was having more sex than he needed but was still feeling very empty.