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Conrad Evans Family Legacy

Chapters 4-8

Chapter 4
Summertime

"Summertime,
And the livin' is easy,
Fish are jumpin'
And the cotton is high

Oh, Your daddy's rich
And your mamma's good lookin'
So hush little baby,
Don't you cry."
– "Summertime" – George Gerswhin

Colt stood outside the school. Today was his second day of kindergarten and he was scared. Yesterday the older boys had called him names and pushed him as he walked across the playground on his way to class. He had told his foster dad about it, and the man had yelled at Colt. He said Colt needed to stand up for himself and not let anyone push him around. Now, he needed to cross the playground to get to his classroom. He felt a hand on his back; his foster brother was next to him, "Don't worry, I'll protect you."

"Promise, Willy?" asked Colt.

"I promise, it's a big brother's job to protect his little brother," said Colt's older brother.

A loud metal banging sound from down the hallway woke Colt up from his dream.

Logan was clutching onto him, obviously scarred by the sound. The banging grew louder, and as it passed by the room they could also hear Derrick's voice yelling "Wake up, time to go to the lake!" Colt jumped up out of bed and rushed to the door. As soon as he opened the door, he saw Eric run by in a pair of basketball shorts, giving chase to Derrick.

Colt laughed and returned to the bed, sitting next to Logan, "Don't worry, looks like Derrick is just a little anxious to get to the lake. Eric's on it." A moment later they heard a metal pan clang as it fell to the floor and Derrick gave a little squeal then started giggling uncontrollably as Eric caught and tickled him.

"Let's go grab something to eat and then we can pack some things for the lake, do you have a swimsuit Logan?" asked Colt.

"No," said Logan in a sad soft voice.

"Don't worry about it, you're about the same size as Jonah, I'm sure he has an extra you can borrow until we get you your own. Come on, let's get up before Derrick decides to pull the fire alarm. We are going to have so much fun at the lake today," said Colt.

***

After the plane took off from Alaska, everyone had gotten a few hours of sleep.

When they woke up, John had served Sam, Mac, and Jenn breakfast, and then gone into the back saying, "I've got maid duties as well, time to change the bedding." He returned in about ten minutes and when he saw that Sam and Mac had finished their fruit and cereal, sent them back to the rear compartment with a tray of food for Conrad. They were wearing fresh underwear, matching light blue briefs, and nothing else.

Inside the rear section of the plane was a small sitting area with two seats on opposite sides of a small table on one side of the plane, and a full size bed on the back wall. One corner of the room had a small lavatory built into it. There was a large flat screen TV on the wall opposite the bed. Their Benefactor was seated at the table reading some corporate reports. He looked up as Sam walked in carrying his food. "Over here," he said as he set the reports aside and cleared space on the table. As soon as Sam set the tray down, the man barked out an order, "Present." Sam and Mac moved to a clear spot in the room, faced the man and presented their bodies to the man, hands behind their heads.

The boys stood there in their underwear for several minutes as Conrad ate his breakfast. "Get onto the bed and amuse yourselves for a bit, but leave your underwear on," instructed Conrad. The two boys got on the bed with Mac climbing on top of Sam. They started making out, kissing, their tongues exploring the each others mouths. Sam grabbed the younger boy's head and started to lick and nibble on his boyfriend's neck, working his way up to his ear.

The boys were interrupted by Conrad, who had disrobed and was now standing next to the bed. "Here boys, I have a treat for you," he said holding his semi-hard dick in his hands. The boys stopped making out and crawled over to the side of the bed and opened their mouths. Conrad grabbed Sam's hair and pulled him onto his cock. Sam wrapped his lips around the cock and waited. He was soon rewarded, as the man released a slow steady stream of piss into his mouth. Conrad let the older boy gulp down a few mouthfuls then pulled out and waved his dick at Mac.

The younger of the black haired brothers crawled over and climbed on his brother's back to get his mouth to the man's cock. There were a couple drops of piss still on the head so he licked those off, then took the head into his mouth. As soon as the head slipped past Mac's lips, Conrad started pissing into the boy's mouth. Mac greedily drank the man's piss. After his bladder was emptied downed the boys' throats, Conrad pushed them out of the way and laid down on the bed.

"Here boy, get my dick ready for your ass," said Conrad as he guided Mac's head to his crotch, "Eat his ass Sam." While the man shoved his cock down his thirteen year old son's throat, his brother got behind Mac and pulled the boy's underwear off. He held it up to his face and smelt the pouch. He noticed a large wet spot from Mac's pre-cum, so he put the underwear in his mouth and sucked on them for a second while Mac was on his knees with his face in Conrad's crotch, getting his throat fucked. After enjoying Mac's pre-cum, Sam shoved his tongue up his up the boy's ass. "Yeah, get that tongue up the little slut's ass. Get it nice and wet for me," said Conrad.

Macaulay was moaning around the cock in his mouth. Sam reached under him and started jacking his cock while rimming him. He scooped up the pre-cum that was dripping out of Mac's cock and then rubbed it into the boy's hole, sliding in a finger. He alternated between using his tongue and a pre-cum coated finger to open up Mac's asshole. "Make him cum and collect it in your hand," order Conrad.

Sam reach back under Mac with both hands, using one to jack him off while holding other ready to collect his load. When the boy started to cum, Conrad held his head down on his dick, choking the boy. After he boy's orgasm finished, he let go of the back of Mac's head and let the boy up off his cock.

Sam knew what to do with the cum, he reached over and started rubbing it on the man's cock, lubing it up. "Okay Macaulay, get your ass up here and sit on my dick, boy," said Conrad, once Sam was finished lubing his cock with Mac's cum.

The younger boy got up and straddled the man's crotch, then slowly started to sit down on his eight inch [20 cm] cock. Mac though was taking too long, so Conrad grabbed Mac's waist with both hands and pulled the boy down while thrusting his hips up, forcing his cock all the way in the boy in one thrust. Sam laid down at the bottom of the bed between Conrad's legs and licked the man's balls where they pressed against Mac's ass checks.

"Yeah, take that dick boy. You're a slut that can't get enough cock," said Conrad as he held the boy down on his dick as he ground his hips into him.

"Yes Sir, I love your cock up my little boy pussy, Sir. I can't get enough cock up my ass Sir," said Mac. As if to prove it, his dick started getting hard again, even though he had cum just a couple minutes ago.

Conrad took his right hand off the boy's waist and used it to grab the boy's neck and pull him forward pinning the boy's head against him as he started thrusting his cock in and out of his ass. Mac moaned and started rocking his hips back and forth in time with the man's thrusts, trying to get the cock deeper while also rubbing his hard cock against the man's stomach. Knowing what was likely to come next, Sam stripped off his white briefs, which had a huge wet spot, and grabbed the tube of lube that was on the small nightstand next to the bed.

Conrad saw Sam lubing up his cock. "Good boy, this slut needs another cock up his ass," he said to Sam.

"Yes Sir," said Sam.

"Thank you, Sir," said Mac.

Conrad wrapped his arms around Mac's back, holding the boy's chest trapped against his own while Sam got into position behind him. He felt Sam's hard dick press against the base of his own cock. Mac groaned as the head of Sam's dick stretched his hole and pushed up inside him. Sam grabbed the sides of Mac's ass and started fucking the boy, making sure to keep both of the dicks inside the boy's ass.

Mac was panting and kept repeating "Oh yeah, fuck me," over and over as the pair of cocks rammed in and out of his stretched out asshole. Getting double fucked brought Mac to his second orgasm. Sam felt Mac cumming and picked up his pace, he shot his own load up his boyfriend's ass a few seconds after Mac finished cumming. Once he was done, Sam pulled out and let Mac ride their Master's cock.

The man pulled his cock out of Mac and shoved the boy face down on the bed. He then got on top of him and shoved his dick back up the boy's loose hole. He pounded the boy's ass hard for a couple more minutes then put all his weight on the boy as he shot his load up his son's well used ass.

After his orgasm was over, Conrad rolled off of Mac and immediately Sam dove into the boy's ass and started licking the cum that was leaking out. After he cleaned Mac's hole, he took the man's dick into his mouth and cleaned it as well. While he was doing that, he felt Mac's warm wet mouth envelop his own cock. After Sam had cleaned the man's cock, Conrad got up off the bed and sat back down at the table and returned to reviewing his reports, while Sam and Mac cuddled and made out on the bed. Eventually Conrad looked up, "You boys can go back up front now and take the breakfast tray with you," he said dismissing them.

***

By nine am, the boys were out in front of the Home ready to climb into the Home's large white passenger van for the trip to the lake. "Who wants to drive?" asked Grant looking over at Billy and Eric.

"You can drive," said Billy, deferring to Eric.

"Thanks," said Eric as he grabbed the keys. Grant and the boys all got into the van, Grant in the passenger seat, Derrick and Jonah in the first row, Colt and Logan in the middle row, and Billy took the back row so he could lie down.

As Eric pulled away, Derrick and Logan immediately pulled their iPads out of their backpack so they could play a game. "Hey Logan, did you bring your iPad? Wanna play a game with us?" asked Jonah.

"Um, I forgot it," said Logan. He had left it in his room because he didn't want any of the other boys to see it.

"I grabbed it and put it in my backpack," said Colt. He dug into his backpack and pulled out Logan's iPad, making sure Jonah and Derrick saw the unicorn and rainbow design on the pink cover as he handed it to Logan.

"Hey, how come he gets one with a cool cover?" whined Derrick.

"He gets a cool one because he doesn't run around banging a pan at seven in the morning, you doofus," said Eric from up front.

"Yeah, that's neat Logan," said Jonah. "Here, hand it to me, I'll set up the game for you," he offered, twisting around in his seat. Logan handed over his pad and a couple minutes later Jonah handed it back. It had a Disney themed board game open and was at the character selection screen. Derrick was player one and had chosen Simba from the Lion King as his character. Logan looked over the choices, Aladdin was his favorite Disney movie, so he flipped through the choices till he found its characters. He was holding his breath as his finger hovered over his choice, he was about to chicken out and switch when he felt Colt give his shoulder a gentle squeeze. Logan looked up and Colt nodded at him.

Letting his breath out Logan made his choice, Princess Jasmine. A couple seconds later the screen flashed Jonah's choice, Aladdin, and the game begun.

"Hey!" protested Derrick. Logan tensed up, he was sure Derrick was upset that he had chosen a girl token. "You guys should have told me we were playing with Aladdin characters, I would have been the Genie," said Derrick pouting. Colt ruffled Derrick's hair; Logan relaxed and even smiled. Despite being the oldest of the trio, Derrick still seemed the most childish.

An hour and a half later, Eric turned the van off the highway and through a gate onto a private road. Once through the gate, he pulled over and stopped the van.

"Hey Colt, want to practice driving?" he offered. Colt quickly agreed and the boys switched places while Grant got out to shut and lock the gate. After a jerky start from hitting the brakes too hard, Colt soon had the van slowly driving down the dirt road through the forest.

The 'camp' was a couple miles into the forest. The dirt road led to a small gravel parking lot where Roger's Jeep was parked next to an empty trailer designed to hold two small watercraft. Next to the lot were a small storage shed and a log cabin style lodge that housed a kitchen, a dining room, and bathrooms.

It also had a long covered porch on the back that overlooked the lake, which was about fifty yards away.

Colt parked the van and everyone piled out. Roger came out from inside the lodge and greeted them. "Listen up boys, everything is ready to go. The jet skis are gassed up and down at the dock, you must wear a life jacket to ride one, only Colt, Billy or Eric can drive them, if you youngsters want to ride, get one of the older boys to give you a ride. Lunch, snacks, and drinks are in the kitchen and ready for whenever you get hungry. If anyone wants to go fishing, there is gear down by the lake. No one goes swimming out in the lake alone. And finally, before anyone sets foot down by the lake, you all need to put on sunscreen and wait at least 15 minutes before getting in the water. So, you might as well change into your swimsuits now and slather up."

Logan followed Roger and the boys into the lodge while Grant headed down towards the lake. Once inside Jonah pulled two pairs of Speedos out of his backpack and handed one to him, "Colt said you didn't have a suit. You can use one of mine."

Logan looked down at the small piece of fabric and blushed. It was white with the logo and initials of the Conrad Evans Academy on the front left. He looked around and saw all the other boys stripping off their clothes and getting ready to put on similar looking Speedos. Logan kept his shirt on as he stripped off his shorts and briefs then pulled on the skimpy white swimsuit.

Once the boys were changed, Roger tossed them each a bottle of sunscreen, "Make sure someone gets your back."

Logan removed his shirt and started putting sunscreen on his arms. Jonah walked up behind him, "I can get your back for you, if you want."

"Um okay," answered Logan. He looked over at the other boys and thought he saw Colt quickly turn away, none of the others seemed to be paying attention as they hurriedly slathered themselves with lotion. Jonah took his time, making sure he did a really thorough job of covering the milky white skin on Logan's back. He even made sure to rub some under the waistband of the Speedos, in case they shifted while Logan was outside.

"Jonah, why don't you do Logan's legs while you're at it," suggested Eric. Jonah agreed and started rubbing the lotion onto the boy's smooth pale legs. Again, Jonah took his time, working slowly and thoroughly. He again made sure to run his finger tips under the edge of Logan's suit around his ass and thighs. Logan let out a little gasp and giggled as Jonah's fingertips brushed his tiny balls when he rubbed the lotion on the inside of his thighs. Logan was vaguely aware that they were being watched by the rest of the boys, but since they weren't saying anything, he let Jonah continue and just closed his eyes and tried to pretend they weren't watching.

While Jonah was rubbing his hands all over Logan's back and legs, the rest of the gang had finished putting on their own lotion, then got in a line with Derrick at the front, then Colt behind him, followed by Eric, then Billy, and Roger at the end. They quickly covered the back of the boy in front of them with lotion, while watching Jonah and Logan. All of their cocks started to plump up from watching their newest resident get rubbed down by Jonah. Colt saw that Derrick appeared to be getting jealous. He wasn't sure if he was jealous of Logan, Jonah or both, but he didn't want him to cause trouble, so when he was done putting lotion on Derrick, he gave Billy a nudge and pointed at Derrick.

Billy looked over Colt's shoulder at Derrick then whispered, "I'm on it, give me at least five minutes before you bring Logan down to the lake."

Billy walked over to Derrick and noticed that the boy's hard little cock was tenting the front of his Speedos. He whispered in his ear, "Let's go down to the lake and I'll take care of that for you." Derrick nodded so Billy grabbed his backpack, then headed out the door towards to the lake with the twelve year old in tow. Once they were outside, they ran down to the lake.

A few moments later, Roger grabbed Eric by the arm and pulled him outside, "I want you to help me test out the jet skis."

"Sure," replied Eric. The pair headed down to the dock, were two jet skis were tied up to a small dock that ran about ten yards into the lake. There were four blue life jackets laid out on the dock, two small child sized ones and two larger ones. Eric and Roger put on the larger ones and climbed onto the jet skis. Eric heard a high pitched squeal over in the trees next to the small beach. When he looked over there, he saw Billy sitting on the ground with his back towards him; Derrick was standing in front of Billy getting his little boy cock sucked. When Eric started the engine on his jet ski, Derrick looked up and waved at him. Eric waved back then took off from the dock and sped off towards the middle of the private lake, followed a moment later by Roger.

Billy had Derrick's four inch [10 cm] dick in his mouth and two of his fingers buried up his twelve year old brother's ass. He was briefly startled by the sounds of the engines on the jet skis roaring to life, but he kept on sucking Derrick's dick and rubbing his prostate with his fingers. While they teased Jonah about being a slut, particularly once he'd been spanked, Derrick was the boy most predisposed to wanting to get fucked all the time, and the harder more degrading the fucking, the more Derrick wanted.

Billy expertly sucked on Derrick while manipulating the boy's prostate in order to quickly bring him to orgasm. He knew, he would have to find some time for Colt to fuck Derrick today. That would mean getting Logan away from Colt for a bit. Getting Derrick and Colt together today would serve two purposes, one it would keep Derrick from getting too jealous over the attention being paid to Logan, and two it would take some of Colt's focus off of Logan. He needed to buy as much time as he could if his plan was going to work.

Derrick let out a moan as he shot his thin watery load into Billy's mouth. When Derrick's orgasm was over, Billy pulled his fingers out of the boy's tight ass and pulled up his white Speedos. "Okay, Derrick, you know we are not supposed to get jealous of the new boys. You went through this before, when Jonah came to live with us, and now you guys are good friends," said Billy.

"Yeah, but Jonah likes Logan more than me. He's never put lotion on me like that," said Derrick.

"Derrick, don't you remember how you acted after you were allowed to start playing around with Jonah? For the first couple of weeks, we always knew where to find you two; you were in your room and you were trying out all the things everyone had shown you on him. Now it's Jonah's turn to learn how to play around with a younger boy," explained Billy.

"I guess," said Derrick, still a little sad.

"You know Derrick, if Jonah is busy with Logan, that means Colt is free to play with you. I want you to play a little game and do Colt a favor, since he is busy mentoring Logan, he isn't going to be able to play as much, so I want you to make sure you get Colt to fuck you whenever Logan isn't around. You can't let Logan know what you are doing, so you can't do or say anything sexy when Logan is around, but if you ever get Colt alone, beg him to fuck you and make sure you call him Sir a lot as that will make Colt horny," said Billy.

"That sounds fun, I like playing games like that," said Derrick.

Inside the lodge, Jonah had finished covering Logan's legs with sunscreen. Colt, sitting at a bench at one of the tables, adjusted his hard cock so that it didn't poke out the top of his Speedos. "Okay, Jonah come here and I'll get your back, then we can head down to the lake," said Colt. Jonah walked over and stood in front of Colt with his back to him.

Logan opened his eyes and noticed all the other boys had left except for Colt and Jonah. Not really sure what to do he now, he just stood there until Colt patted the bench next to him. Logan noticed that the outline of Jonah's hard penis was visible in the front of his Speedos. He also realized that his own dick was hard. He rushed over and sat down next to Colt to hide that fact. When he sat down, he looked over at the older boy's Speedos and was shocked to see the huge bulge in Colt's suit. Colt's hard dick stretched along his pubic bone and it was so hard that it was lifting the fabric at the side of the Speedo away from Colt's skin. Logan was mesmerized by it and just sat there staring at Colt's crotch. He wanted to reach over and touch it, but was too scared; he didn't want them to think he was a fag.

After Colt was finished putting the lotion on Jonah's back, he pulled the younger between his legs and into his lap. Then he reached his arms around him and started rubbing sunscreen into Jonah's chest. "Logan, why don't you get Jonah's legs so we can go join the rest of the boys sooner," said Colt as he held out the bottle of sunscreen. Logan took some of the lotion and got down on his knees in front of the two boys. He was eye level with Jonah's boner which was struggling against the fabric of the swimsuit, it appeared to be twitching in time with Jonah's heartbeat. Logan started rubbing lotion into Jonah's smooth legs. As he ran his hands up and down Jonah's legs, Colt shifted his leg so that the back of Logan's hand would brush against his own leg. Logan noticed that Colt had fine light hairs on his legs while Jonah's were completely hairless.

Once Jonah was covered with sunscreen, Colt pushed him forward a step then gave him a hard slap on the ass. "Okay, let's get down to the lake," he said. Logan realized his dick was still hard and he was afraid Colt or Jonah would make fun of him for it, but he noticed that the two older boys had boners too, but didn't seem to care, or try to hide them. So Logan just tried to act like he didn't have one.

Out on the middle of the lake, Roger gestured for Eric to kill his engine. The beach, dock, and the rest of the group were small blobs off in the distance. "I need to ask you a few questions," said Roger as they both sat bobbing up and down on the floating watercraft.

"Sure, what?" responded Eric.

"Have you noticed Billy acting any differently the last couple of days?" asked Roger as he studied Eric's face carefully.

"No, haven't noticed anything different the last couple days," said Eric. "Why do you ask? Is something up?"

"I don't think so, just making sure. Eric, you know if you believe one of the boys is a doing something that might put the Home in jeopardy, you are supposed to come to me or Grant right?" said Roger.

Eric glanced away briefly, "Yeah, I know and I haven't seen anything. What's going on?" asked Eric, trying to put Roger on the defensive.

"Like I said, I don't think anything is up. I'm just double checking," said Roger. "Now let's get back, I'm sure Colt will want to take Logan for ride."

"Yeah, but if Colt's not careful, Jonah might try to ride Logan first," said Eric, then he started up his jet ski and headed back towards shore. When he got closer to shore he spent a couple minutes doing a few tricks on the jet ski, showing off.

When Eric pulled up to the dock, Billy and Colt were there with Jonah and Logan.

The younger boys already had their life jackets on. Roger and Eric stripped off their jackets and tossed them to Billy and Colt. Once he had his jacket on, Colt knelt down next to Logan to check his. "It's a little loose, here let me tighten it," said Colt giving the strap a sharp tug, which caused the buckle on the strap to break. "Damn," exclaimed Colt.

"Colt, Logan can't ride with a broken a life jacket," said Roger.

Colt looked thoughtful for a moment then said "I know, maybe.."

"Logan can use mine. He should get to go first since he hasn't gone before, I can wait," said Jonah interrupting Colt.

Colt glanced over at Grant, who was struggling not to laugh. "Wait Jonah, Grant can you go check in the storage shed and see if there is an extra jacket that might fit Logan?" said Colt, determined not let Jonah derail the plan.

"Sure, let me go check," said Grant as he quickly walked back up to the storage shed to grab the brand new life jacket that Roger had placed there that morning.

Realizing something was up, Billy put a hand on Jonah's shoulder and held him, interfering with his attempt to take off his jacket just enough to give him the hint to stop. A minute later Grant returned carrying a pink girl's life jacket.

"This was the only one that looked like it might fit," said Grant as he tossed it to Colt.

Logan had a nervous expression on his face, they weren't going to make him wear a girls jacket were they? Jonah shook off Billy's hand and took off his jacket.

"Here Logan, you can wear this one and I'll wear the pink one," he said holding the blue life jacket out to Logan.

"You don't mind wearing the girl's one?" asked Logan not quite believing Jonah's offer as he took the jacket from him.

"No, it's just a jacket. Come on let's go on the jet skis," said Jonah taking the pink jacket from Colt. His original plan defeated by Jonah's chivalry, Colt made sure the blue life jacket was properly fitted on Logan while Billy did the same with then pink one on Jonah. Grant, Roger, and Eric erupted in laughter after Billy and Colt rode off with Jonah and Logan.

Logan was definitely confused by the events of the last twenty-four hours. After waking up this morning in bed with Colt, it finally sunk in that this wasn't all a dream. He really was living in a Home were everyone was being nice to him, no one made fun of him for being girly, and all the boys seemed to be kind of gay.

He'd notice that they were often checking each other out in their Speedos and always brushing against each other when they didn't think he was paying attention. Jonah and Colt also seemed to really like him. He liked them too and thought Jonah was cute and Colt was very sexy, but there was something about Colt that scared him just a little bit. Every now and then he would catch Colt staring at him with a really intense look, like an animal stalking its prey.

"You ready to go a little faster?" yelled Colt over the nose of the engine. He had been cruising out into the lake on the jet ski but hadn't yet really opened it up.

"Okay," answered Logan. He didn't really care how fast they went but he figured Colt wanted to go faster.

"Hold on tight," said Colt. Logan tightened his grip around Colt, pressing into his back and wrapping his arms around his waist. Colt pulled back on the throttle and the jet ski leapt forward. They sped across the lake and caught up with Billy and Jonah. Jonah looked over and waved at Logan. Logan quickly raised a hand and waved back.

When the boys eventually returned to the dock, they found Eric and Derrick dripping wet and standing on the dock. Eric was working with Derrick, coaching the boy as he dove off the dock. Colt and Billy tied the jet skis up on the other side. As soon as Jonah dismounted from the jet ski, Eric grabbed him and sent him flying through the air into the lake. He turned and picked up Logan and tossed him in as well. Billy just laughed and jumped off his jet ski into the lake before Eric could even reach for him.

Eric gave Colt a look, and Colt glared back at him. That didn't stop Eric, when Colt stood up on the jet ski, Eric ran over and tackled him into the lake. Eric and Colt wrestled in the water for a few minutes, slowly making their way towards the shore. They were in chest deep water when Eric managed to get Colt's arms pinned behind his back. Colt was hindered by still having his life jacket on. The other boys were on the opposite side of the dock from Eric and Colt so couldn't hear it when Eric started whispering in Colt's ear, "You know this helpless feeling, where you're struggling to get free but you can't, and you know your at someone's mercy? You may not enjoy it, but just the thought of it gets me hard." While he was saying this, Eric rubbed his crotch against Colt's ass, letting Colt feel how turned on he was. Eric could feel Colt tensing up, "Don't worry Colt, I'm not going to hurt you, you're like a little brother to me and I'll never hurt you, again." Then he released Colt's arm.

Colt stood frozen in the water for a few seconds even after Eric released him.

Eric's words, "I'll never hurt you, again," were playing back over and over in his mind. He had that feeling like he was trying to remember a name or something that is just on the 'tip of his tongue' but remained elusive. A huge splash from Derrick doing a cannonball into the lake right next to him broke Colt out of the spell he was under.

When Derrick surfaced, he grabbed onto Colt and wrapped his legs around Colt's waist. "Will you take me out on the jet ski Sir?" asked Derrick. "We can go over to the cave Sir, and you can fuck me, please Sir," begged Derrick.

Colt put the stuff with Eric out of his mind and slipped a hand into the back of Derrick's suit under the water and pressed his finger against Derrick's pucker.

"Sure Derrick, but it's going to have to wait until after lunch.

"Thanks Colt," said Derrick, hugging the studly fourteen year old. Colt hugged him back then lifted him up and tossed him over his head. He then got to the shore and finally stripped off his life jacket and tossed it on the dock. He saw Logan and Jonah running up towards the lodge.

"They are going to the bathroom," said Billy as he walked out of the lake on the other side of the dock.

"Why didn't they just use the lake?" asked Derrick as he followed Colt.

"Cause they have class, you dook," said Eric as he ran over and grabbed Derrick, then threw him back into the lake.

When Logan had said he needed to go pee, Jonah had immediately volunteered to show him where the bathroom was in the lodge. The two ran up to the lodge and Jonah opened the door and held it open for Logan. It was one of the things Eric suggested he do. He had told Eric last night that whenever he was around Logan he felt all tingly and happy. So Eric had told him to be really nice to Logan, to do things for him and make him feel special.

Once inside the lodge, Jonah showed him were the bathroom was. Mustering his courage, as he opened the door to the bathroom for Logan, Jonah said, "I gotta pee too, do you mind if we go together?"

Logan blushed, but agreed, "yeah, I guess that'd be okay." The two boys entered the bathroom and stood at the toilet. They pulled down the front of their white Speedos and aimed their small hairless dicks at the toilet bowl. Being a little less nervous and having already been introduced to pee play by Sam and Mac, Jonah was the first to be able to unclench and start peeing. Once Jonah was pissing, it helped relax Logan, and he was able to start pissing as well.

"Jonah, do all the boys here do things with each other?" asked Logan. He was really nervous. This was the first time he'd been alone with Jonah and he could tell that Jonah really seemed to like him, so he wanted to find a way to let Jonah know that he maybe sort of wanted to do things with him.

"Yeah, particularly in the summer when the school's closed we all do tons of fun things together. When we are in school they usually hang out with their school friends more," said Jonah, not quite understanding the real meaning of Logan's question.

"Um, what about, um, sex things," asked Jonah, mustering up the courage to be a little more direct.

"Oh," said Jonah softly, "I'm not really supposed to talk to you about that yet. Colt is supposed to talk to you about it when he thinks you're ready." By this time the boys had finished peeing but were still standing there with their swimsuits down and their dicks in their hands. Both of them were checking out the other boy's dick.

"Oh," said Logan. "Jonah, I think I'd like to do somethings with you, if you want that is."

Just then there was a loud knock on the door to the bathroom. "Hey you guys done in there? It's time for lunch," said Grant. The two boys pulled up their Speedos and exited the bathroom. "Here you boys can help me get the food set out for lunch, but first wash your hands, you dirty little boys," said Grant as he walked over to the kitchen area.

Logan and Jonah followed and Jonah leaned over and whispered into Logan's ear, "I'd like to do things with you too."

As Grant, Logan, and Jonah got lunch laid out, mainly fixings to build sandwiches, potato salad, and the usual summer picnic spread, the rest of the boys showed up.

Logan noticed that Derrick spent the entire lunch sitting pressed up against Colt's side and called him 'Sir' a lot. He thought it was a little strange, but it seemed Derrick kept reminding Colt that he promised to take him to some cave after lunch, so he just figured that Derrick was being respectful so that Colt wouldn't change his mind.

After lunch, Roger made all the boys reapply sunscreen. This time Logan and Jonah joined the rest of them in a line-up, youngest to oldest, to get their backs done. Since Colt and Derrick were going to ride one of the jet skis, Eric offered to show Logan and Jonah how to fish. While the rest were figuring out their after lunch plans, Roger tapped Billy on the shoulder, "Hey why don't you join me for a walk in the woods."

"Okay," replied Billy getting up, grabbing his backpack and following Roger out of the lodge. The pair walked down the trial that led off into the woods. They walked for about a half mile, making small talk about the morning, and things like how Jonah seemed to have a crush on Logan. They stopped in a small clearing and Billy pulled a towel out of his backpack and laid it down.

"You better fuck me, just in case Grant followed us," said Billy as he tossed Roger a tube of lube from the backpack.

"Wow, you're such a romantic, but I'm not going to turn down an offer to tap that sweet ass of yours," said Roger. Billy laid down on his back and lifted his legs up. Roger knelt down and started lubing up Billy's asshole. He worked one, two, then three fingers into his teenage brother's ass. Once Billy's ass was ready, Roger jacked his dick a few times to cover it with lube, then slid it slowly into Billy, "I love you brother," he whispered into Billy's ear as he bottomed out in his ass.

"I love you too, brother," whispered Billy before kissing his hunky stud of an older brother. Roger took his time fucking Billy. They had most of the afternoon and weren't in a rush. The two felt free out in the woods away from the secrets and security cameras of the group home. When he felt himself getting close, Roger reached down and started jacking Billy off in time to his thrusts. He fought off his own orgasm until he felt Billy start to reach his, then he let himself go and fucked Billy hard as they both shoot off together. He collapsed on top of his brother, then rolled onto his side and laid there, slowly rubbing Billy's cum into the boy's stomach as the two enjoyed the after glow of a nice long fuck.

"So how did your talk with Eric go this morning?" asked Billy.

"Okay, for the most part. He is willing to lie to Grant and me, but he needs more coaching and some practice at it. Tell him not to break eye contact right before he lies. You have to be careful, you're playing a dangerous game. If Grant gets wind of what we are trying to do and tells our father, the game will be up and our plans will be toast, and even my lies won't save you this time," said Roger.

"We have to try, he's our brother. I have to save him. I can't let him turn into a selfish evil monster like our father. I promised Colt I would always protect him. I failed him once already, I can't fail him again," said Billy.

"Do you really think you can get him to break his conditioning and willing violate a direct order from his father?" asked Roger.

"Yeah, at least, I hope so. We both know that disobeying once is the key to breaking the hold he has over us. Once you realize you actually can disobey, it gets easier and easier," said Billy.

"Well, even if you can get Colt to break his conditioning, I am less certain we can keep our father from finding out. He won't finalize the adoption until he is certain Colt's completely accepted the conditioning, so he'll send him to Doc to confirm he did as he was told. If Doc gives him more of the serum, Colt won't be able to resist them and will tell them everything. Conrad will cancel the adoption if he finds out Colt has disobeyed him. You will have prevented Colt from turning into his father, but we won't be any closer to bringing Conrad down. I thought we agreed to play the long game here, we need Colt free of his father's control at some point, but we absolutely need him officially adopted into the Evan's family," said Roger.

"Any luck on getting that anti-serum your Marine buddy with connections in military Intel told you about?" asked Billy.

"Yes and no, he is getting me some, but it won't be here until the 13th, two days after Conrad gets back. Father's orders to Colt were to do it before he returned from China. He has an appointment to take Colt to Doc the day after he gets back, so we won't have it in time," said Roger.

"Fortunately, I talked to Sam before he left and he is going to buy us a couple extra days. We just need to get Colt to disobey. What are his full instructions?" asked Billy, hoping there might be something in the orders he could use to get Colt to not go through with what their father had planned.

"He has to be the one to trigger Logan by fucking him while the boy is dressed in girl's panties, and he is to do it without asking Logan's permission, just like he fucked you the other night without asking," said Roger.

"Hmm… I think I can work with that, but I'm going to need some help. Can you arrange for some privacy at the Home on Sunday and it needs to be believable so Conrad doesn't get suspicious? If everything is captured on the cameras, then it won't matter if Colt can lie or not," said Billy.

"Yeah, I can take care of that. I've had a contingency set up for that for a while now, just in case. What's your plan?" asked Roger.

***

Lunch finally over, Derrick grabbed Colt's hand and started trying to drag the older boy down to the dock. Colt offered some pretend resistance but ultimately let himself be dragged away. The truth was he couldn't wait to get Derrick alone. Spending the whole morning seeing all his brother's asses in just the skimpy white Speedos, all the wrestling and ass grabbing, had gotten Colt worked up and he needed relief. When they got down to the dock, Colt loaded a couple towels and some lube into the waterproof compartment in the jet ski. Looking around and not seeing Grant or Roger, he decided to give Derrick a treat.

"Hey, how would you like to ride one of the jet skis by yourself? Think you could handle that Derrick?" asked Colt.

"YES!" answered Derrick. He had his life jacket on already, so he climbed onto one of the jet skis and Colt went over all the controls with him. This was Derrick's third summer at the lake, and he'd driven one of the them last year, with Eric sitting behind him, so he had some idea what he was doing, but this would be his first solo ride. After Colt got Derrick up and running, Colt jumped on his jet ski and started it up. They pulled away from the dock and Colt made sure Derrick had the hang of it before they opened up the throttles and speed off across the lake towards the cave.

The cave was across the lake at the bottom of a cliff. It was really more of a large indention in the cliff face that narrowed to a small hole at the back, then a real cave. They pulled up the along the side of the cliff where there were a couple ropes tied to a metal ring mounted on a rock. Colt tied off his jet ski, then got the towels and lube and tossed them into the rocks. Then he jumped into the lake and tied off Derrick's jet ski. Derrick jumped into the lake and they both climbed up out of the lake and onto the rock ledge.

Colt stripped off his life jacket then took off Derrick's life jacket. "Lay the towels out," he ordered Derrick.

"Yes, Sir," said Derrick, instantly recognizing the tone and look Colt was giving him. Derrick's cock started to stiffen just from the tone of Colt's voice. He grabbed the towels and arranged them next to each other on the rock shelf. When he was done he stood in the 'present' position facing Colt, his eyes downcast, waiting. He didn't move when Colt walked around behind him. He felt Colt run his hands down his exposed sides, starting at his pits and stopping at his hips.

"You've been teasing me all day, getting me worked up. Don't think I didn't know what you were doing," said Colt. He then grabbed the bottom of Derrick's Speedos in his hands and pulled them up, wedging them into his butt checks, giving the boy a wedgie and turning the swimsuit into a thong. He slapped Derrick's exposed checks a couple times. He walked back around to the front of the boy and reach around behind him, picking him up by his bare butt checks, and moved him off the towels.

Colt laid down on the towel, "get down here and rub my feet," he ordered.

Derrick knelt down at Colt's feet and started rubbing them. They had little bits of sand and dirt on them from climbing up the rocks. He knew where this was headed, so he did his best to scrap off the sand and dirt while giving Colt a foot massage. Colt did a lot of running and often walked around bare foot, so he had thick callouses on the soles of his feet. After giving Derrick a few minutes to rub his feet, Colt reached down and grabbed Derrick's ankle, dragging the boy around so that he was sprawled over his legs.

"Go on, baby boy, suck my toes, show me how you'll do anything for me," said Colt.

"Yes Sir," replied Derrick. He took Colt's big toe into his mouth and ran his tongue around it. It tasted of dirt, lake, and sweat, but more importantly, it tasted like Colt. He spent at least a minute on each of Colt's toes, sucking and licking and giving them little nibbles. Meanwhile, Colt pulled down his brother's Speedos and started kissing and licking the young boy's ass. He worked his tongue up inside Derrick's tight little pucker.

Colt kept taking little breaks from tonguing Derrick's hole to humiliate the young boy. "That's it bitch, suck those dirty toes, you little slut. You can't get enough can you slut," said Colt. He knew from past times playing with Derrick that the more he insulted the boy and the more dirty nasty things he made the boy do, the hornier it made the boy. "Yeah, you were born to serve real men, weren't you, you little whore," said Colt. Derrick just moaned in agreement. Once Derrick was done sucking the dirt off all his toes, Colt stood up and grabbed Derrick's short brown hair and pulled the boy to his knees. As soon as Colt started to hock up a mouthful of spit, Derrick opened his mouth to receive it. The older boy spit down at Derrick, getting most of it in his mouth but spraying some spittle over the boy's face.

Derrick swallowed Colt's spit then said, "Thank you, Sir."

"You want this cock boy?" asked Colt grabbing his hard dick through his Speedos and shaking it. "Beg for it."

"Please Sir, I need your cock. Please I need your hard cock in me Sir," begged Derrick. Colt pulled his hard dick out his swimsuit and slapped it against Derrick's face. Derrick moved his face around trying to get Colt's cock into his mouth as the older boy slapped him with it.

Colt grabbed Derrick's hair and held the boy's head still then shoved his dick into his mouth. He held Derrick's head as he started fucking the boy's throat.

Derrick gagged as Colt's cock hit the back of his throat. Colt forced more of his dick down Derrick's throat, then pulled back, not wanting the boy to vomit up his lunch. Derrick coughed up phlegm and spittle as Colt's dick popped out of his throat. Once Derrick had gotten some air, Colt shoved his dick back down the boy's throat and thrust in and out a few times. He couldn't hold out long and didn't want to waste his load down Derrick's throat, so he pulled out and pushed Derrick down to his hands and knees.

Colt spit on Derrick's hole as he lubed up his cock. "Yeah, can't wait to fuck your ass little bro, gonna give you the cock you've been begging for all day," said Colt.

"Please Sir breed my ass, I neeeeed your cock so badly Sir," begged Derrick.

This was where he knew he belonged, his ass up in the air begging to be used by a dominant male. He got a rush out of it, his body tingled and he felt euphoric.

He remembered the first time when about two weeks after coming to the Home, he had begged Eric to fuck him. Eric had been his mentor and had been teasing him.

They had exchanged blow jobs and fooled around but Eric hadn't tried to fuck him. Once evening Eric had held him in his lap while they watched John, Sam, and Mac all fuck. Derrick had been so turned on, and he hoped that Eric would fuck him, but Eric had just held him. Finally, Derrick asked Eric why he didn't want to fuck him and Eric had told him that he had to beg for it. He said that Derrick needed to humiliate himself in order to get fucked. It took another couple days of watching the other boys all playing with each other until Derrick had finally begged Eric to fuck him.

Derrick had been at Eric's feet begging to get fucked when Eric spit on him and started calling him names. Then instead of fucking him, he said he wasn't ready for a real man's cock yet, so instead he had Mac, who as eleven at the time, come in and fuck Derrick. Once Mac's small cock had entered his ass, Derrick felt alive for the first time, it was like he had been sleep walking through his life until that point in time. Ever since that night when he had first been humiliated and fucked, Derrick couldn't get enough of it. After Mac had fucked him, then Eric had taken Mac's place and sunk his cock into him. It had hurt at first but Derrick had been so turned on that he didn't mind the pain.

The memory of his first real fuck combined with Colt pounding away at his ass sent Derrick over the edge. As he started to cum, he felt Colt grab the head of his dick and capture his load in his hand. Once Derrick's orgasm was over, Colt took his cum covered hand and started rubbing it into Derrick's hair. This brought Colt to his own orgasm and he pressed Derrick down against the rocks, flattening the boy as he shoved his dick in as far as it would go and shot his load up the boy's ass. Colt lay on top of him for a few minutes then pulled his softening cock out. He knelt over the prone boy, then pissed all over his back and head, getting his piss mixed into the boy's cummy hair.

"I don't want you getting into the lake until we get back to the camp and you get a chance to hug Billy or Eric," instructed Colt.

"Yes Sir," said Derrick, knowing he would be humiliated. He would reek of Colt's piss, and the other boy would see his cum coated hair. Colt pulled his Speedo back up then dove into the lake. He untied Derrick's jet ski and positioned it so the boy could climb on without having to get into the lake. Derrick's cock was hard again by the time he even got his swimsuit back on.

When they got back to the dock, Eric, Jonah, and Logan had all just returned from fishing. Colt was laughing as Derrick ran up and hugged Eric. "Phew Derrick, you stink. Did you piss yourself?" asked Eric as he smiled at Colt.

"No," said Derrick blushing. He hoped he wouldn't have to explain what happened in front of Logan. The new boy would think he was a freak if he knew he was covered in Colt's piss and his own cum.

"Nice one Colt," said Eric as he picked Derrick up and then jumped off the end of the dock with the dirty boy wrapped in his arms.

"Hey boys, time to get ready to get back home," called Grant from up at the lodge.

They all eventually, with some reluctance, packed up their stuff and loaded back into the van for the trip back home. Roger stayed behind to clean up and sanitize the campsite. He knew that Conrad's estate staff would be by in a couple hours to pick up the jet ski's and do a regular cleaning of the campsite, so he just made sure there was no incriminating evidence for them to find before heading back to the home.

Chapter 5

The first day in Shanghai was spent hanging around the hotel. John, Sam, and Mac shared a room, which was adjacent to Conrad's suite. They visited the pool and walked around the shops that were near the hotel, but spent a lot of the day napping. On Thursday, the three of them spent the day at the skatepark.

After dinner Thursday evening, Sam and Mac were summoned to Conrad's suite. They noticed that there was a very large Chinese man standing guard outside the door.

Inside, they found their Benefactor sitting at a table with another Chinese man.

He appeared to be a business man as he was dressed in a suit. It was a little hard to guess his age, but Sam suspected he was in his sixties. He was on the short side at 5'6" [1.68 m] and slender. His hair was mostly gray with just a few black streaks left.

Their Master was also dressed in a suit, and was talking quietly with the other man in Mandarin. Sam and Mac stopped after taking a step into the room, standing there silently, waiting for instructions. Sam could make out a few words, enough to get the general sense that their Benefactor was explaining how obedient and submissive the boys were, and that he would give the man a demonstration. With that, the Conrad turned to the boys, "Strip."

Sam and Mac obeyed, stripping off all their clothes and stacking them in neat piles against the wall. "Present," commanded their Master after they were naked.

Again Sam and Mac obeyed, and assumed the position. The Chinese man just watched, and gave a slight nod. Then the two men made small talk, talking about the status of a joint business venture the details of which were lost on Sam.

Occasionally the Chinese man would glance over at the boys to check on them.

Conrad made the boys stay in that position for a half hour. Even though the boy's legs and arms were aching, they didn't move except to subtly flex there muscles and shift very slightly to help relieve the strain. "Okay boys, get over here. Mac give our guest a blowjob, Sam take care of me," ordered the man. The boys were happy to comply as it gave them an opportunity to stretch. Sam got on his knees and reached up to undo their Master's pants.

Mac got on his knees in front of the stranger and kept his eyes focused on the man's crotch as he politely asked, "Sir, may I please touch you in order to obey my Master's order?"

"Yes," the Chinese man said in heavy accented English.

"Thank you Sir," said Mac as he carefully undid the man's belt and opened up his trousers. The man's average sized cock lay half hard in a thick bush patch of gray pubic hair. Using one hand to steady himself and the other to hold the man's dick, Mac begun swirling his tongue around the head while softly milking the cock with his hand.

The stranger turned to Conrad and said in Chinese, "Very polite and obedient boys, rare for teenagers. I wish my grandson was this polite. Perhaps in addition to sharing the drug formula you might be persuaded to share some of your training techniques?" Sam listened to their conversation while sucking on Conrad's dick.

"Let us discuss that particular business later, in private. The older boy has been taught some Mandarin," replied Conrad. The two boys dutifully sucked off the men and swallowed their loads when they came. After they had cleaned the men's cocks, Conrad dismissed them. As they were dressing, Sam heard the two men talking quietly again, the only thing he could really make out though was their Benefactor saying the Chinese word for urine.

***

The next few days settled into a more normal routine around the Home. Logan was introduced to Ms. Johnston, the tutor, who would be meeting with him for a couple hours a day, four times a week, over the summer to help the boy be prepared for the more rigorous curriculum that he would encounter when he begun middle school at the Conrad Evans Academy in the fall. She would also be spending an hour, twice a week, with the rest of the boys, except Billy, to give them some things to work on over the summer and review their foreign language practice. Jonah, Derrick, Mac, and Eric were learning French, with Eric being nearly fluent at this point. Meanwhile Colt, Sam, and Billy had been taking Mandarin.

Besides the tutoring, the boys generally hung out playing video games, and doing some physical activities. Jonah, Colt, and Eric spent time in the gym lifting weights. Logan joined them, mainly watching but doing a few exercises. They also got outside and played some basketball and soccer. At night they would watch movies in the media room.

There was nothing too blatantly sexual going on, although Logan did notice that occasionally Derrick would almost drag Colt into Derrick's bedroom for an hour or so to supposedly talk about something. A couple of times Jonah and Logan had started playing around, first by showing each other their dicks and then starting to masturbate each other, but Grant always showed up a couple minutes later and interrupted them. Colt and Jonah both would frequently touch and rub Logan, and at night in Colt's bed, the two would cuddle and Logan would lie with Colt spooned up against his back, and the younger boy could feel Colt's hard cock press against his ass through their underwear.

On Friday night, Eric suggested that they watch a French language movie so that he, Jonah, and Derrick could practice their French. The movie that they chose was Ma Vie en Rose (My Life in Pink). Eric made them watch it without subtitles, that way Derrick and Jonah couldn't cheat by reading instead of listening to the French. Eric sat with Colt and Logan to give them a summary translation of the dialogue. The movie was about a young boy, Ludovic, that felt he was a girl and when he gets caught dressing up as a girl it causes problems for him and his family. After some conflict that family comes to accept Ludovic and allow him to dress as a girl.

Later that night, Colt and Logan were lying in bed, and Logan started to cry.

Colt reached over and stroked the boy's hair, "What's wrong?" he asked.

"I'm a freak," cried Logan.

"Shh, you aren't a freak Logan. You are just a little different than other boys.

We're all a little bit different here, and that's a good thing. It would be boring if we were all the same. Do you think you are like the boy from the movie? Is that why you think you are different?" asked Colt as gently used his finger to wipe the tears off Logan's face.

"Maybe, I'm not sure. I like being a boy and I really like having a penis, but when I was little I used to play dress up with my sisters and it always made me feel all tingly inside and really happy. Sometimes when Logan or you are holding me, I imagine I'm dressed up like a girl and you're my boyfriend. I think I might be gay," said Logan.

"Yeah, you probably are. I said this was a place for special boys like us. I think all the boys here are at least a little bit gay, including Eric and myself. Even Grant and Roger are gay. So don't worry about anyone here making fun of you for being gay. I think you are really pretty and I think you would look really cute dressed up. I'm sure the rest of the boys, particularly Jonah, would like to have a pretend sister to play around with every now and then. Do you think you would be willing to play dress up for us?" asked Colt.

"I think so. I've been so happy here this week. It's so different than the other home. But Colt, I'm scared about sex. I saw and heard a couple of the older boys fucking the younger boys back in my old home and it sounded like it hurt. You won't hurt me will you Colt?" asked Logan.

Colt wanted to tell Logan he wouldn't hurt him, but he knew that carrying out his father's orders meant he was going to hurt the boy. Since he didn't want to think about that right now, he put it out of his mind and deflected the question. "There are some things we can do that don't hurt," said Colt as he pulled back the covers. He leaned over and kissed the boy on the lips while he ran his hand over Logan's chest and stomach. He planted a couple of light kisses on the boy's lips then stuck his tongue out and pressed it into Logan's mouth.

Logan was surprised at first, and resisted for just a second, before opening his mouth and accepting Colt's tongue.

Colt spent a few minutes exploring Logan's mouth with his tongue as his hand roamed all over the boy's body. He focused on the boy's chest, stomach, and legs while occasionally brushing lightly across the small bulge in Logan's tight white briefs. Logan was tense at first, but gradually relaxed. Colt pulled his tongue out of Logan's mouth but kept his mouth pressed against his lips, open, waiting. Logan tentatively stuck out his tongue and poked it into the older boy's mouth. Colt immediately wrapped his lips around Logan's tongue and sucked on it. After battling with their tongues for a bit, Colt finally broke the kiss.

"See, Ashley, that didn't hurt, and this won't hurt either," said Colt. He then leaned down and started kissing and licking Logan's tiny nipples. Logan let out a little moan when Colt started sucking on the little knobs. "You like having your titties sucked Ashley?" asked Colt, taking his mouth off the sissy's little tits for a second. The boy just nodded his head in agreement. "Come on Ashley, you need to say it out loud, tell me what you like. Do you want me to continue?" asked Colt as he teased the boy by lightly pinching his right nipple as he spoke.

"Yes, I like having my titties sucked," said Ashley, as he started giving in to his sissy nature. Colt returned to sucking on the sissy's tits and used his hands to remove the boy's white briefs so he could rub the boy's small but very hard cock.

Colt kept sucking on Ashley's nipples while he jacked the boy's cock until the boy started shaking and thrashing around on the bed as he experienced his first dry orgasm. While the boy lay there gasping, Colt kissed his way up the boy's chest and neck then kissed him on the lips again. This time Ashley immediately opened his mouth and accepted Colt's tongue, sucking on it like Colt had done to his.

"Now Ashley, unless you want my hard cock digging into your back all night, how about you help me out by jacking me off. Will you do that for me?" asked Colt.

"Okay," said Ashley in his soft girly voice.

Colt turned on the reading lamp that was attached to his bed so that Ashley could get a good look at Colt's muscular young body and, after stripping off his boxer briefs, his hard cock. The head was half way out of its hood, and it was leaking pre-cum. "Go ahead, take your fingers and spread the pre-cum over the head, then wrap your hand around it, just under the head, and start stroking it," instructed Colt.

Ashley was fascinated by Colt's dick, it was so much bigger then his own or Jonah's. Colt also had some soft brown pubic hair at the base of his cock.

Ashley slowly did as Colt instructed. Colt's dick felt so hot and hard in his hand. As he was gently jacking Colt, he felt the older boy's hand started rubbing all over his body again, working its way to his butt, where one of Colt's finger ended up pressed into his crack, the fingertip drawing little circles around his asshole.

Between the stimulation of Ashley's hand on his cock and his finger playing with ten year's virgin hole, it didn't take long until Colt started shooting his teen load all over his stomach and chest. Ashley kept stroking him throughout his orgasm, only stopping when Colt reached down and pulled the boy's hand off his cock, when it got too sensitive. "Oh wow, thank you Ashley, that was awesome," said Colt, "Now it's time to enjoy your tasty reward." Colt reached down and collected some of his cum on his fingers and brought them to his own mouth and licked them clean. Then he reached down and collected more. This time he brought his cum covered fingers to Ashley's mouth. "Go on, it doesn't taste bad, its a little weird at first but eventually you'll discover that you love the taste and can't get enough cum," said Colt.

Ashley tentatively opened his mouth and let Colt rub some cum onto his tongue.

Colt was right, it tasted really different from anything else he had tasted, but it wasn't bad, just different. "It's okay I guess," he said. Colt continued to scrape the cum off his body and alternate between the two of them until they had eaten it all.

After they were finished, Colt turned the light back off and pulled the covers back up. He pulled Ashley into him and spooned with the boy. "That was fun wasn't it Ashley? Do you think you would like doing stuff like that again?" asked Colt.

"Yeah, I think so, if it always feels that good, I'd like to do that a lot," said Ashley.

"Well you'll be able to it a lot. But you know what would make me really happy Ashley?" asked Colt.

"What?" asked a very nervous Ashley, afraid that Colt wanted to shove his big cock up his tiny little ass.

"If we could do that while you were dressed up like a little girl, wearing panties, and maybe some sexy girl clothes," said Colt.

"But I don't have any girl clothes, I always just wore my sister's clothes when we played dress up," said Ashley.

"Well, since we are scheduled to go shopping tomorrow to pick you up new clothes, how about we pick you up a couple girly things while we are at the store, so you can see if you like wearing them when we play around like this," suggested Colt.

Ashley paused, he wanted to say yes, but the thought of shopping for girl's clothes in the store frightened him. He thought for a moment how to tell Colt then realized he should try just saying how he felt, "I'm scared that people will see me buying girl's clothes and make fun of me."

"Don't worry about that Ashley. I'll have Grant take your measurements, then while we are in the boy's section, he can go pick out things for you and buy them. That way, no one will see you shopping for girl clothes," said Colt.

"But won't Grant know?" asked Ashley.

Colt hugged Ashley tight, "Yes, but he won't say anything and he won't mind that you want girl clothes. He is one of us, and he accepts us all for who we are, including you. Also, Grant really likes me and he will do anything I say, including keeping it a secret. Okay?"

"Okay," said Ashley, smiling as he thought about wearing panties as Colt played with him.

***

Sam, Mac, and John again spent the day at the skatepark on Friday. That night Conrad did not require the boys, as he was busy making sure Jenn's fertile womb was filled with his babymakers. The boys played with John in their room.

On Saturday, they were back at the skatepark again. In the morning, Mac took a break to go to the bathroom. He took off his helmet and left it with his board.

He made sure to leave them near Sam, so he could keep an eye on them for him. As Mac went into the park's toilet, he was followed in by a teenage Chinese boy that was kitted up for BMX riding. The boy was fourteen, about 5'6" [1.68 m] and 110 pounds [50 kg], with a slim tight build. He had short black hair and brown eyes so dark, they appeared black.

Mac went over to the urinal while the Chinese boy scoped out the restroom. There was another boy in one of the stalls, and the BMX boy barked out something which caused the boy in the stall to hurriedly pull up his pants, flush, and then flee the restroom. Mac started to worry as the boy walked up to the urinal next to him and pulled the front of his shorts down, exposing a semi-hard circumcised cock.

"English or (some words in Mandarin that Mac couldn't understand)?" asked the Chinese teenager as he stared over at Mac.

"Um no, American," answered Mac.

The Chinese boy laughed, "I am sorry, I was asking if you speak just English or if you knew any Mandarin." He spoke English fluently with a hint of an English accent. "You have a nice cock," he said.

"Thank you," said Mac as he finished pissing but didn't put his dick away. He looked over and the Chinese boy still hadn't started pissing and was instead holding his plump dick, and shaking it at him. "You have a nice one too. I don't speak Mandarin, just English and French," said Mac.

"You want it, don't you. You want my urine," said the boy.

"Um, what if someone comes in?" asked Mac. He was starting to get horny but was afraid of getting caught having sex in a public bathroom in a foreign country.

"Don't worry, I have someone guarding the door. No one will enter until I leave.

My name is Dou. So do you want my urine?" asked Dou again.

"My name is Macaulay, and yes, I want your piss," answered Mac.

"Good, get on your knees, now," said Dou. As soon as Mac dropped to his knees, Dou stepped forward and grabbed Mac by his shaggy dyed black hair and immediately started pissing on the thirteen year old boy's face. Mac quickly got the head of the older boy's penis into his mouth to keep more piss from spraying on him, and soaking into his clothes. In between gulping down mouthfuls of piss, Mac moaned. He couldn't describe it, there was just something about piss that lit up all Mac's erogenous zones, his body tingled, his cock got hard, his nipples got erect, and his asshole ached to be played with.

After Dou was done pissing, he rubbed the Mac's nose into his patch of black pubic hair, then fucked Mac's throat until his cock grew to its full five inches [12½ cm]. He released his hold on the boy's hair and stepped back. "Get up and go bend over the sink," ordered Dou. Mac obeyed. "Beg for what you want," said Dou.

"Please fuck me, shove that cock up my ass and pound me with it. I want your load up my ass," said Mac as he bent over the sink and wiggled his smooth pale ass at Dou. The older boy got behind Mac, pulled his smooth butt checks apart, and spat on the boy's small pink pucker. He then spat into his hand and used it to get his cock slick. He shoved his spit slicked cock up the boy's ass. Mac was used to getting fucked and opened his ass up to let in the boy's dick. It hurt a little bit due to the lack of lube but Mac didn't care if it hurt, he never did when the smell and taste of piss was still fresh in his nostrils and mouth.

Dou fucked the boy hard, banging his head into the wall and grinding the thirteen year emo boy's hips into the sink. Mac reached his orgasm first, spraying his load on the floor of the bathroom. Dou pulled the boy back from the sink and forced him to the floor. "Lick that up," order Dou as he held Mac's head down to the dirty bathroom floor and made Mac lick up his own cum while he continued to fuck the boy's ass. The sight of this submissive boy licking his own cum up off the bathroom floor was enough to put Dou over the edge. He slammed his cock home as he shot his load up the white boy's ass.

"Good fuck boy. I hope I get to see you again sometime," said Dou as he stood up. Mac immediately got up on his knees and took Dou's cock into his mouth and licked it clean. Once his cock was clean, Dou stuffed it back into his pants and left the restroom.

Sam was pacing out in front of the restroom. The door was blocked by the same large Chinese bodyguard that had been out in front of the hotel suite the night before last. He had demanded the man let him in so he could check on Mac, but the man had laughed at him and said that the bathroom was closed and if Sam tried to go in, he would be arrested for trespassing. Eventually a young Chinese teenager exited the men's room, walking right past the bodyguard. He smiled at Sam and said, "I'm done. He's fine and quite happy, you can go in now." Then he walked off, and the bodyguard followed him.

Sam saw Mac washing up at the sink. "You okay Mac?" he asked his boyfriend.

"Yeah, of course I'm fine, I just had some really hot sex with a cute boy. Come on, I'll tell you all about it and who knows, maybe tonight we can recreate the scene in our hotel bathroom," replied Mac.

***

After breakfast on Saturday morning, Grant left with Colt and Logan to take Logan shopping for some new clothes. As soon as they were out the door, Billy grabbed a soccer ball and rounded up Eric, Derrick, and Jonah. He let them know that the four of them were going to play some soccer out on the school's field and that attendance wasn't optional. Once the boy's were dressed for soccer and had made their way to the distant field, Billy started filling them in on what was going on.

"Eric knows some of this already. But I'm going to need everyone's help if we are going to save Colt and protect Logan," said Billy to Derrick and Jonah.

"Protect Logan? What's going on?" asked Jonah.

"I can't tell you everything. The less you know, the better, just in case we fail. If Grant, Roger, or the man downstairs finds out about this, we could all be in big trouble, and it could get us kicked out of the Home. I just want you guys to know the danger before I say anything. If you aren't willing to take the risk of getting kicked out in order to help Colt and Logan, you need to let me know now," said Billy.

It was Eric that answered first, "You know I'm in Billy. We owe it to Colt to try to save him."

"I'm in, I love Colt and I really like Logan too," said Jonah.

"Me too," answered Derrick.

"Okay, thanks guys. This means a lot to me. Our Benefactor is a very wealthy man, and he has been using his resources to condition us to be his personal playthings. Part of that conditioning is sexual and part of it is to obey him.

"He has conditioned Colt to obey him, just like all of us, but he has also been trying to condition Colt to be like him. I think you can all remember your first time here; Derrick, when Eric made you beg to get fucked and then Mac and him fucked you; Jonah, the first time Sam spanked you then fucked you; and Eric, the first time Dylan tied you up and fucked you. You all felt something change in you. That's part of the conditioning. Colt's conditioning is different. He's been conditioned to be dominate, to get off on being in control and using people. But it hasn't fully triggered like you guys yet," said Billy.

"Colt is supposed to rape Logan isn't he? That will be his trigger won't it?" asked Eric as pieced together the bits and pieces of what Billy had already told him, along with what he had seen from Colt the last few days.

"Yes. And it will change Colt. As it is now, Colt is dominate, he uses you two as hard and as rough as our Benefactor does, but it isn't the same is it?" asked Billy looking at Jonah and Derrick.

"No, it's better," said Jonah. "The sex with the man is good, but it's just sex, I can tell he doesn't care about me. He doesn't care about anything but himself. With Colt, it's better. He's one of us, I know he loves me and that I can trust him," said Jonah. Derrick was silent, but nodded his head in agreement with Jonah.

"How do you know all this Billy? And what is your kink? I used to think you were totally submissive, but you kind of tipped your hand the last couple weeks that you've been faking that," asked Eric.

"I have a source, I can't tell you who. In case we fail, I don't want to get him in trouble. As for me, well, our Benefactor's training methods have been getting better. I'm a bit of a failure. I was supposed to be like Colt, but I failed my first test, a test which Colt passed last week. Passing that test was what got him that 'mentorship' position with the Foundation. After I failed my test, our Benefactor decided that he needed to adjust his training methods with Colt. He had all the older boys in the Home rape Colt. He then had Doc drug up Colt, so that Colt doesn't consciously remember that night, but it's part of his conditioning now," explained Billy.

Eric had a panicked look on his face, "Billy! He ordered us never to mention that to anyone!"

"I've broken my conditioning that forces me to obey him Eric. All it takes is intentionally disobeying a direct order for the first time. Once you actually force yourself to do it, your brain starts to rewire a bit and it gets easier and easier the more you do it. The first time I disobeyed was the night of Colt's rape. I just pretended to fuck him, I never actually stuck it in him though. And now I need your help to get Colt to basically do the same thing, we need to get him to not rape Logan and then lie about it. This is going to be hard because subconsciously you guys will know that you are disobeying the man's standing orders. But you can do it, I know you can, and it will also help each of you in breaking free of the man's control," said Billy.

Eric looked over at Jonah and Derrick, they both nodded at him. He turned back to Billy, "Okay. What's the plan?"

***

Sunday was their last full day in Shanghai and the entire Conference was at the skatepark for their closing party. Sam had enjoyed the day, his riding had really improved after spending four days doing tricks and getting tips from other skaters. He was glad he had gotten to spend so much time at the park, he was the one that pushed to come here every day rather than stay at the hotel. He was growing increasingly melancholy though as the day wore on. Finally at four-thirty he picked up his board and headed towards one of the cement bowls.

He took a deep breath then launched himself down the bowl and back up the other side. He flew high above the top rim of the bowl and twisted around, coming off his board. As he came down, he held out his arm and it hit the top edge of the cement bowl, right in the middle of his forearm. He heard a load snap and pain shot through his entire arm. As he came to a rest at the bottom, he could see his left arm looked like a 'z' with an extra bend now between his elbow and his wrist. Huh, what is that red stuff on the ground? he wondered, right before he passed out.

***

It was five am when Grant woke up to the sound of his cellphone ringing. He didn't get to it before it went to voice-mail, so he picked it up to see who had tried to call when the phone rang again. He didn't recognize the number but the caller ID gave the location as Shanghai, China. Oh shit, this can't be good, he thought as he answered the call, "Hello?"

"Grant, thank god you picked up. It's John. Sam has had an accident and has been rushed to the hospital," said John, panic in his voice.

"Okay. John, take a deep breath and try to relax, everything will be fine. Now tell me what happened if it's safe to do so," said Grant wanting to make sure the young man didn't say anything incriminating on an unsecured international call.

"Sam was skateboarding at the park and took a bad fall. His arm is broken, I think it's a compound fracture; there was a lot of blood. He was rushed away in an ambulance. I'm trying to get details but it's all a bit chaotic here right now," said John.

"Okay, just hang tight. I am going to head down to the law firm where we can get a secure line and I can assemble a crisis response team. Try to get what information you can and call me back in an hour. I'll have some instructions for you then," said Grant.

As soon as he was off the phone with John, he called the Home's lawyer, Keith, and it's doctor, Jason, both trusted 'special' graduates of the Home. He arranged to meet them down at the law firm's offices asap, then he called Roger and briefed him on the situation.

After hearing what had happened, Roger agreed with Grant's response. "Since this isn't a security threat, you stay as lead on this. I'll keep an eye on the boys at the Home for the time being. Oh, Colt is likely to trigger Logan today, should I put that on hold or let him go ahead," asked Roger.

"Go ahead with it, just make sure to get it recorded, he will want confirmation that Colt did exactly as he was ordered," said Grant.

"Got it. Good luck, I hope Sam's alright. He's a good kid," said Roger. Roger reached into his dresser and pulled out a prepaid cellphone. He punched in the number for one of his former Marine buddies that now worked for the power company. When his friend answered, Roger was direct and to the point, "Hey, it's Roger. That favor I asked you for, I need it to happen today. What time can I expect it? Okay got, thanks again. Heh, yeah okay see you Friday night."

He then sent a text to another prepaid cellphone which was registered to the same fake owner as his own. The text read: "It's a go. Today, just before 10am. Good luck bro."

Chapter 6

WARNING: This chapter involves discussions of rape although there are no depictions of rape.

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 [1.80 m].

"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 [8 cm] 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.

***

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."

***

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.

Chapter 7

Also this chapter is basically a 'flashback' to the events of Sunday told from the boys' perspectives with just the very first and last parts taking place Monday evening just after Colt's interview with Conrad.

WARNING: This chapter involves discussions of rape although there are no depictions of rape.

Billy lay in his bed Monday evening, waiting for the Vicodin to kick in. Doc had given him a prescription for the painkiller after he had shown up to examine all the boys in the wake of the Sunday's events. Fortunately for Billy, Colt didn't break anything or do any permanent damage, just a minor concussion, but Doc felt sorry for Billy, so he gave him something to take the edge off the pain.

Sunday had started off according to plan. Billy saw Roger's text when he had gotten up to empty his bladder at seven am. He realized he didn't have much time to set the plan in motion. So, rather than going back to sleep for a couple more hours, Billy got dressed and headed to find Jonah. The eleven year old Jonah was already awake, and was in the media room watching cartoons.

"Jonah, the power's going to go out at a couple minutes before ten am. You need to be in your room before then, and ready to go as soon as the power goes out. You remember what to do and say?" asked Billy. Jonah's was probably the most important part, he was their last chance to stop Colt.

"Yeah, but I'm nervous. I don't know if I can stand up to Colt," said Jonah.

"You can do it Jonah. The best thing to do isn't to think about yourself but to think about Colt and Logan, and what will happen to them," advised Billy. "Also, can you tell Derrick the timing for today. I don't want it to look like I went around contacting all you guys."

"Okay, I'll tell Derrick. Are you sure this is going to work Billy?" asked Jonah.

"Honestly Jonah, no, I'm not sure, but we have to try," said Billy.

After talking with Jonah, Billy went back to the kitchen. He made himself a couple eggs and ate them with some fruit and his daily glass of pineapple juice.

Mainly, he was waiting for Colt and Logan to wake up and come down for breakfast. About eight-thirty, Colt and Logan finally arrived. Billy offered to make them breakfast, making sure it appeared to Colt that he was doing it because he wanted to serve the dominant boy.

As he was about to head into the adjacent kitchen, he turned back and looked at Logan, "Hey, Logan, you want to learn how to fry eggs?"

"Sure," replied Logan. He got up and followed Billy into the kitchen.

Billy picked up the small boy and set him down on the countertop next to the stove. He talked Logan through the steps as he prepared breakfast. While the eggs were frying he got to the real point, "Logan, I know you are planning to give Colt a fashion show this afternoon, I need you to do that at nine forty-five this morning instead. Seeing you dressed up is going to make Colt go a little crazy and in order to try to make sure you and he are both safe, you need to do it this morning. Can you do that for me?" asked Billy as he flipped the eggs.

Logan was still a bit overwhelmed by the thought of modeling girl clothes for Colt, and Billy's request confused it all a bit more. "Um, how about I just wait until tomorrow?" asked Logan.

"Unfortunately, Colt won't let you push it back, but he will go with you if tell him you are ready to do it earlier than he planned. I know this is a lot for you and moving it forward isn't something you really want to do, but Logan, it is really important that ask Colt to do the fashion show this morning. Please Logan, I wouldn't ask you to do this unless it was absolutely necessary," said Billy.

Logan thought for a bit, he knew that Colt would make him try on the girl's clothes that Grant bought him eventually, Billy was just asking him to do it this morning rather than this afternoon. It seemed really important to Billy, so Logan agreed, "Okay."

Billy leaned over and kissed Logan on the cheek, "Thank you Logan, I owe you.

Anytime you need a favor let me know." Billy plated the eggs then picked Logan up off the counter and set him down on the ground. "Here you can take these to Colt. Remember you need to ask him to go to your room to try on the clothes at nine forty-five. Thanks sweetie," said Billy.

After he had prepared Colt and Logan's breakfast, Billy cleaned up the kitchen then headed back to his room. On his way up the stairs, he passed Eric who was on his way down to grab his breakfast. The boys greeted each other in passing and Billy simply said "ten am" as he continued up the stairs. The only thing left to do was wait.

The time to put his plan into action finally arrived. Billy got up and went to Logan's room. He knocked softly on the door before opening it. Inside the room, Colt was sitting in the desk chair while Logan was laying out his clothes on the bed. "Sir, can I speak to you privately?" asked Billy, "It will just take a minute, Sir."

Since Colt hadn't expected Logan to do this fashion show for him until this afternoon, he wasn't in any particular rush at that moment, so he decided to indulge Billy. "Logan, why don't you finish laying out all your new clothes and then pick out an outfit you want to put on first. I'll be right back," said Colt. He got up and led Billy into his room next door.

Billy sat down at Colt's desk while Colt took a seat on his bed. Billy looked at the clock and stalled for time, he knew Roger would be recording this conversation, so he had to chose his words carefully until the power went out.

Colt had a corner room with two large windows, there were no lights on in the room, so Billy was keeping an eye on the power strip on the floor next to Colt's desk. He took a deep breath and tried to look as uncomfortable as possible.

Colt could tell that there was something Billy was struggling with so he gave his brother some time to gather his thoughts, even though he was anxious to get back to Logan's room. Just seeing Logan handling the girl's clothes that Grant had bought the boy had given him an erection.

Finally Billy spoke, "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."

"You're right, it's not your place to question me. Logan will enjoy it afterward. He'll be okay," said Colt, a bit agitated. He knew what he had to do to Logan was wrong, but he didn't have a choice. He certainly didn't need Billy pointing it out to him.

Billy paused before responding, looking down at his feet. Finally the little red status light on the power strip went dark. Billy's demeanor changed instantly, he stood up and walked over to Colt and sat down on the bed next to him and looked him in the eye. "Look Colt, I know what our father has asked you to do. Wait, don't interrupt. Yes, I know he is our father, I know a lot more of what is going on right now than you do. None of the other boy's know that we all have the same father or who he really is, I wouldn't risk their safety by telling them that.

"Colt, what he is telling you to do is wrong, even by the fucked up standards of this place. He's got you all messed up in your head. He's been doing it for years. Even before that night, do you remember that night, it was just a couple weeks after your twelfth birthday?" asked Billy.

Colt tensed up. He'd been thinking about what Eric said to him the other day and knew there was night a little over two years ago where he was summoned to the basement, the man was sitting in a chair, and all the older boys were there, naked and waiting. But he couldn't remember anything more about it. "No, I know there is a night I can't remember down in the basement. Our father was there along with you, Eric, and the rest of the older boys. But that's all I can remember about it," said Colt.

Tears were starting to roll down Billy's cheeks but his voice didn't waiver, "He's trying to turn you into him, Colt. A fucking bastard that cares for no one but himself. When you got down to the basement, he had Eric put you in restraints, then chain you face down to the bed. You were already crying in fear when he ordered us all to do to you, what he's order you to do to Logan.

"Colt, when we were growing up at the Matthews, I promised I would protect you, since you were my little brother. I didn't realize at that time that we were actually brothers, I just knew we were family and I had to protect you. I'm so sorry Colt, I failed, I couldn't stop him but I have to stop you from going through with it. You have a choice Colt, you can disobey him. When it was my turn and he order me to rape you, I couldn't. I lay on top of you and went through the motions and pretended I was fucking you, but I didn't stick it in, that was when I learned that we don't have to do what he says," said Billy.

"Wait, Willy?" asked Colt, a bit of anger creeping into his voice.

"Yes, Colt. You had trouble pronouncing your B's when you were little. You were five when I was sent to the ARG Home. When you came to live here at ten, I remembered you, but you didn't recognize me. Our father ordered me not to tell you, he didn't want you becoming too attached to me. After that night when you were twelve, I was so ashamed that I let that happen to you that I didn't want you remembering who I was after that, even though I knew I could disobey him then," said Billy.

While Colt still couldn't remember the details of that night, an anger spurred by the trauma of the night and all the lies that comprised his life, overcame him. His right hand clenched up forming a fist and he lashed out, and punched Billy in the face. Billy spun off the bed and landed on the floor. Colt leapt on top of him and continued to punch his older brother in the head as Billy sought to grab Colt to prevent him from punching him.

"Colt, STOP!" yelled Eric from the doorway as he entered the room. "It wasn't his fault. That man is to blame, not Billy, not me, not you. But now we know better, you have a choice, Colt. We all have a choice. We've chosen to disobey and do what we can to convince you to do the same," said Eric trying to calm Colt down.

Colt got up off of Billy and confronted Eric, "I have a choice but you didn't? You fucking raped me!" yelled Colt as he took a swing at Eric and hit him in the jaw. Colt took another couple swings before Eric fell to the ground, not defending himself.

"Go ahead Colt, hit me. I deserve it. I've lived with my regret for a long time now," said Eric from the ground.

"Colt, I have a plan to get revenge, but it won't work if you are still doing that man's bidding," pleaded Billy.

"Fuck you both," said Colt as rushed out of the room and into the hallway.

Derrick was out in the hallway and got between Colt and Logan's room.

"Colt, please, don't. He's not ready for you. Don't let his first time be one he hates. Fuck me instead; I can take it," said Derrick.

Colt shoved Derrick out of his way. "I'm sorry Derrick, I have to do this," he said as he stepped past the boy and entered Logan's room.

***

Jonah lay on his bed playing with his iPad. He had the reading light attached to his bed turned on and angled down to shine on the screen. The glare was annoying, but he didn't want to miss when the power went out. Finally, there was a power surge causing the light to glow brighter for a second before it went out.

Jonah set his pad down and quickly exited his room then ran down the hall to Logan's room. He quietly entered the room and shut the door behind him. The room was very dimly lit, there was just a little bit of light leaking in around the closed blinds that covered the window. Logan was sitting on the bed wearing just a pair of pink cotton panties surrounded by various feminine clothes.

"Jonah, what's going on?" asked Logan. The sounds of Billy and Colt arguing could be heard through the wall that separated the bedrooms.

"It's a long confusing story you probably wouldn't believe anyway," said Jonah as he sat down on the bed next to Logan. "You look really sexy in those."

"Thanks," replied Logan blushing. "What are Colt and Billy fighting about?" he asked.

"I'm sorry Logan, but there is a man that runs this place and he is trying to force Colt to rape you today. You are going to get fucked today, I am hoping that I get to do it first, but if Colt doesn't let me fuck you first, you are going to have to beg Colt to fuck you, if he thinks he raped you, it will really fuck him up," said Jonah.

"I'm scared. I know you guys all fool around with each other, and I even heard Colt fucking Derrick yesterday. The last couple days, I've been thinking about it, and I was hoping that my first time would be with you. I like Colt and want to play with him sometime, it's just that he is so big and I'm scared it will hurt," said Logan.

"I know Logan, I'm sorry this has to happen, but Billy has a plan," said Jonah.

After Jonah had explained what Billy's plan was but before Logan could respond, the two boys were interrupted when the door opened and Colt stepped into the room.

***

Downstairs Roger hung up his phone. He had just finished his call with Grant and been informed that Conrad would be returning pretty much on schedule. There wouldn't be enough time to get the anti-serum. If Colt didn't go through with it, Conrad would find out when he interrogated him. Roger looked up at the monitor and saw Colt enter the hallway and get confronted by Derrick, then push Derrick out of the way and enter Logan's room. Roger was wondering how he could talk to Billy, when his phone rang. The caller id showed it as being from Colt.

"Colt?" asked Roger as he answered.

"No, it's Eric, Colt left his phone in his room. Roger you need to get up here now. Colt messed Billy up pretty badly," said Eric.

Roger thought for just a second before responding, "Okay, I'll be right up. Stay in Colt's room until I get up there, then bring Billy out into the hallway."

***

"Jonah, what are you doing in here?" asked Colt as he entered the room.

Jonah jumped up and stood in front Logan, "Colt, don't do this. Logan's scared and he's not ready for you."

"Jonah, you don't understand, I have to do it. Logan will be okay, he'll probably enjoy it by the time I'm done," said Colt as he took a cautious step forward. The anger from his confrontation with Billy and Eric was starting to leave him. As the anger subsided, a mix of other emotions were causing him turmoil. While he still didn't remember the details of the night the man had the older boys rape him, the fear and the trauma of that night were welling up inside him.

"You're right, I don't understand Colt, but I have to stop you. I can't let you do it," said Jonah. His entire body was shaking from fear and the strain of going against the wishes of their Benefactor.

"Jonah, please, back off and let me do this. Don't make me order you to do it," said Colt.

"No," said Jonah with a bit more confidence.

"Fine, Jonah, I'm ordering you to leave this room right now," said Colt.

"No," repeated Jonah. Then he said the line Billy had prepped him with, "If you aren't going to protect him, I will. That's what big brothers do." Logan got up from the bed and stood behind Jonah. He took his hand and reached forward, grabbing Jonah's hand in his own.

"Please Colt, I want Jonah to be my first," said Logan from where he now stood pressed up against Jonah's back, peering over his shoulder at Colt.

Colt stood there staring at the boys for several minutes as his adolescent mind worked through all the feelings and memories that had been dredge up. As he struggled with his emotions, his eyes were drawn to Logan and Jonah holding hands and the way Jonah was standing there protectively in front of Logan. Colt was suddenly back on the playground walking to his kindergarten class, holding Willy's hand. His older foster brother was leading the way as they crossed the playground, none of the boys, that had bullied him the day before, said a thing as they passed.

Colt walked over to where Jonah stood guarding the panty clad Logan. Jonah was still trembling, but he didn't budge from his spot. Colt reached down and wrapped his arms around both of the boys and pulled them into a hug. Fuck my father, I'm not going to be like him, thought Colt as he hugged his little brothers. He knew Billy was right, he could defy his father, he wanted to defy his father, and his anger having turned to hate, he wanted revenge on his father.

***

Outside in the hallway, Roger arrived and pretended to take up position outside Logan's room. Eric helped Billy out into the hallway. Billy was in pretty bad shape. Colt had landed some solid blows to Billy's face. Eric was a little bruised but it wasn't that serious. Knowing he needed to talk to Billy without Eric present, Grant told Eric to go down to the supply room on the first floor and bring up the first aid kit. Roger examined Billy, and as soon as Eric was out of ear shot, he said, "We have a problem. Conrad will be here tomorrow evening. We won't have the anti-serum to the drug. Doc will shoot Colt up and he won't be able to lie to Conrad."

"Huh, that's not good is it?" asked Billy, his speech a little slurred. Roger looked at Billy's eyes; the boy's pupils were dilated. Shit, was the first thought that went through Roger's mind. The second thought was to start planning how to make the day piece together so that they could convince Conrad that Colt carried out his orders. The hardest part would be finding a way to prevent Colt from getting injected with the drug because regardless of how much they could frame everything in a way to make it look like Colt raped Logan, the drug would make Colt reveal the truth.

***

Colt released the two boys from his hug then sat down on the bed. "So Logan, you want Jonah to be your first? Do you think you are ready?" asked Colt. Logan just nodded. "Okay, Jonah, go sit down over there, it's time for Ashley to give us a little fashion show," said Colt. Jonah went and sat down in the desk chair, while Colt started picking out some clothes for the boy. They started with the couple outfits of street clothes, a pair of pink denim shorts and some t-shirts.

The shirts were light green, pink, and purple. There was also a red and black plaid skirt and a white blouse that made Ashley look like a young school girl.

Logan was in heaven, the stress and tension of the confrontation with Colt slowly gave way to happiness. Colt was helping him dress and undress, all the while giving him light caresses and an occasional kiss on the cheek. Once he had an outfit on, he would parade around the room showing off to Jonah, doing his imitation of a model on a runway. After Ashley had modeled all the outfits, Colt reached under the bed and pulled out a Victoria's Secret box. "Okay, one last thing for you to model for us. But we are going to surprise Jonah with this one," said Colt. He grabbed Ashley's hand and led him into the bathroom.

A couple minutes later, Colt emerged from the bathroom and closed the door behind him. "Okay Jonah, go sit on the bed," said Colt. He then took Jonah's place in the chair and rolled it over next to the bed. "Okay, Ashley, we're ready you can come out now," said Colt.

Ashley came out wearing a hot pink satin baby doll over a pair of matching cheeky panties. Ashley's dark brown hair was brushed back and his green eyes were almost sparkling the boy was so happy. Jonah sat on the bed, his mouth hanging open. "I always thought girls were kind of yucky but you're pretty," said Jonah. Ashley blushed.

"Wow, you sure know how to charm 'em don't you Jonah," teased Colt. "But he is right Ashley, you are very pretty. Come here," said Colt, calling the ten year old girly boy over to him. Ashley walked over and stood in front of Colt. The fourteen year old reached out and ran his hands down Ashley's back and cupped the bare butt cheeks that were hanging out of the high cut panties. He then dragged his right hand around to the front of the panties and felt Ashley's hard little cock through the smooth material. Ashley gave a little moan. "You like this don't you Ashley?" asked Colt.

"Yes," said Ashley, struggling to overcome the embarrassment he always felt about being feminine. Something just felt so right and rather than teasing him, Jonah and Colt were practically drooling over him. Colt gently pushed on his hip, urging him over towards Jonah. Ashley walked over and stood in front of Jonah. The small blonde boy just sat there staring at Ashley, not quite sure what to do.

Colt's cock was had and straining against his shorts. "Okay Jonah, you know how you get when you've been spanked, even though you claim you don't like it, and you know how Derrick gets when we humiliate him? That's how Ashley gets when he dresses up like this. He'll do anything you want in order to please you, cause Ashley likes being a sissy. Don't you Ashley?" asked Colt.

Ashley nodded, again being forced by Colt to admit that he liked being a sissy.

"Now Jonah, a sissy boy needs a strong man to tell him what to do. Can you do that? Can you be the strong man that Ashley needs to teach him how to be a proper sissy boy?" asked Colt.

Jonah was nervous. Over the last year he'd had a lot of sex, but he had always been submissive. He sort of knew what to do but didn't have any confidence in himself being a top. So he decided to ask for Colt's help, "I'm not sure I know what to do, can you maybe sort of guide us, Sir?"

"Okay, Jonah, I'll get you started. Ashley, I want you to strip Jonah," said Colt. Jonah stood up in front of Ashley. The two boys were about the same size even though Jonah was a year older. Ashley started by pulling off Jonah's t-shirt, then reached down and pulled down the boy's basketball shorts. He didn't have any shoes or socks on, so Jonah was soon standing there in just a pair of tight white briefs. His three and half inch [9 cm] cock was hard, making a little bulge in the front of his briefs. The head was pressed against the waste band, pointing up at his belly button. Ashley knelt down in front of Jonah and slowly pulled down his underwear; when the briefs were at his feet, Jonah stepped out them.

"Doesn't Jonah have a cute dick Ashley?" asked Colt. He was rubbing his own erection through his shorts as he watched the two boys.

"Yes," replied Ashley as he knelt in front of Jonah, his eyes glued to the boy's hairless crotch as he watched Jonah's cock start twitching. Jonah was showing off a bit, clinching his pelvic muscles. All the boy's at the home knew the value of doing lots of Kegel exercises.

"Suck my cock Ashley," said Jonah, his horniness giving him confidence. "Lick it then take it into your mouth," said the horny eleven year old, getting to top for the first time. Ashley leaned forward and stuck out his tongue, he gave it a tentative lick, expecting to find out what pee tasted like. Instead he found Jonah's cock didn't have much taste, it was just like regular skin, a little salty from Jonah's boy sweat. Jonah moaned as Ashley took his cock in his mouth.

He then yelped as Ashley's teeth scrapped along the side of his penis.

"Careful with your teeth Ashley. Make sure your lips cover them for now. You only use them when you want to intentionally cause a little bit of pain to tease a boy," instructed Colt. He then got up and moved over to the bed. Sitting down next to where Jonah was standing. He watched Ashley giving Jonah a blowjob up close while also giving Jonah an occasional slap on his ass. Between Ashley's mouth on his dick and Colt's hand slapping his ass, it wasn't long before Jonah shook as came. After he was done with his dry orgasm, he collapsed back into Colt's arms.

"Okay, Ashley come on up and lie on the bed. It's your turn," said Colt. He set Jonah down on one side and helped Ashley climb up and lie down on the other side. While Jonah was catching his breath, Colt kept Ashley occupied. He stroked the little sissy boy through the satin babydoll. He lightly pinched and pulled on the boy's nipples. "You got nice titties Ashley. We are going to make sure they get played with a lot and even make them bigger. Sissy boys like you should have big puffy titties," said Colt. Ashley was making little contented sighs as Colt tugged and pinched his nipples, he never knew that having his nipples played with could feel so good.

Colt then turned and got onto the bed, lying on his back. He reached over and pulled Ashley on top of him. "Jonah, go ahead and take his panties off, then I want you to show Ashley how much you liked your blowjob by eating his pussy," instructed Colt. "Little sissies like Ashley don't have assholes, they have pussies. And you're in for a treat Ashley, as Jonah has a talented little tongue," said Colt. He then started kissing Ashley as he ran his hands through the boy's thick and lush brown hair.

Jonah straddled Colt's legs as he reached up and pulled Ashley's panties off.

Then he pushed and pulled Ashley until the boy's knees were on the bed and his ass up in the air. Once Ashley was properly positioned, he leaned in and drove his tongue into the boy's small rosebud. Ashley gasped as Jonah's tongue found its mark. Ashley's time at the Alternate Resources Group Home had taught him to fear sex as it always seemed to involve the older boys hurting the younger boys, but this was nothing like that, this was fun. He moaned again as Jonah started swirling his tongue around the inside of his pucker. Meanwhile he could feel Colt's huge hard cock pressing against his own much smaller erection.

After about fifteen minutes of working over Ashley's boy pussy, Jonah's tongue was getting tired. He broke off and sat up, "Colt my tongue's tired."

Colt reached down and fished around in one of the pockets of his cargo shorts and pulled out a tube of lube. "Okay, then start using your fingers. Once you can get three fingers up Ashley's cunt, you can fuck him," said Colt.

Jonah grabbed the lube and squirted a large glob directly onto Ashley's hole. He then slid a small slender finger up inside and started spreading the lube around Ashley's ass. Jonah thought back to the first time he had gotten fucked and tried to remember what he was told by Sam before Derrick fucked him. "Ash, push out, kind of like you are taking a dump," said Jonah as he slipped a second finger up the sissy boy's pussy. Meanwhile Colt was pulling off his own clothes.

Jonah helped him get his pants off without having to displace Ashley from on top of him.

It wasn't long before Jonah had three fingers shoved up Ashley's pussy. The young boy was totally relaxed lying with his head on Colt's muscular chest as the fourteen year old held his head in one hand and kept running his other hand up and down Ashley's back. Jonah pulled his fingers out and added a bit more lube to his hand. He then jacked his hard little cock to coat it. "You ready Ash?" he asked.

Ashley was more than ready. The sensation of having Jonah's fingers up his 'pussy' had awakened feelings he didn't know where possible. His body was tingling and his asshole felt like an itch that needed scratching. "Yes, please fuck me Jonah," begged Ashley.

As Jonah lined up his cock, Colt grabbed Ashley's head in his hands and kissed the sissy, shoving his tongue inside his mouth. Jonah's small dick slid in easily. As soon as the cock entered him, Ashley knew that he had been needing this his whole life. A whole new world opened up before him and he knew his place was here, dressed in girly clothes, being used by boys and eventually men.

Being pressed between Colt and Jonah as Jonah fucked him made him feel safe, loved, and accepted for being a sissy. Sure he'd still probably be embarrassed if he had to walk down the street dressed like a girl, but he no longer felt any shame about wanting this. It only took two thrusts before Ashley experienced his first orgasm from being fucked.

Jonah had occasionally gotten to fuck Derrick and Mac, but fucking one of the more experienced older boys was nothing compared to having his dick up Ashley's virgin ass. He was not a patient lover, he was too young and inexperienced to want to draw out the pleasure. He thrust as quickly as he could and experienced another dry orgasm within two minutes of fucking Ashley. As his orgasm overwhelmed him, he collapsed on top of Ashley and Colt.

"You like that Logan?" asked Colt as he rolled the three of them all over onto their sides.

"Oh yes! Thank you Colt for letting Jonah be my first. It felt so good," said Ashley. Then he looked down into Colt's eyes and let his mentor know that he accepted that he was a sissy boy, "Ashley, call me Ashley. I think being Ashley is more fun than being Logan," said Ashley.

Jonah lay panting, recovering from his orgasm but also trying to figure out how to remind Ashley that there was still one more thing they needed to do. Billy had been most insistent that it had to be done as part of the plan to save Colt.

"Ashley, I hate to ask you this, but there is something you need to do," said Jonah, reminding him of what they had discussed before Colt entered the room.

"It's okay Jonah, I'm ready," said Ashley. He then brought a hand up and put it on Colt's chest, "Colt, Sir, you need to fuck me."

"No, it can wait Ashley. We'll take our time, I'm going to get you a butt plug that will help stretch out your pussy so that it will be ready for me," said Colt.

Jonah propped himself up on his side and looked over at Colt. "No Sir. You need to fuck him and you need to be rough Sir. Doc will be coming over this afternoon to check Ashley and make sure you did as you were told. Billy says that Roger is going to have take pictures of Ashley's ass and get a sample of your sperm. If he doesn't, then the man will know you didn't do as you were told. And Billy said that once Ashley was fucked, he would be one of us. You know we can all take it, even if it hurts a little at first Sir," explained Jonah.

"Colt, Sir, please. Let me help protect you. I'm ready Colt, I can take it," said Ashley.

Colt didn't want to hurt the boy, but he knew they were right. His father would want proof that he did as he was told. Part of Colt wondered if he was letting himself be talked into this so easily because he was still really horny, and the thought of fucking Ashley's still almost virginal ass, was so appealing. "You sure Ashley?" asked Colt, trying to alleviate the last traces of the guilt he had over the thought of shoving his seven plus inches [18 cm] of thick cock up the little ten year old's ass.

Instead of answering, Ashley reached over and grabbed the tube of lube from where Jonah had dropped it on the bed. He opened it up and squeezed some out onto Colt's hard dick. Once he had Colt's cock lubed up, Ashley rolled onto his stomach and lifted the bottom of his pink satin lingerie up, exposing his ass.

"You need to be rough Sir, you need to make it look like you raped me," said Ashley. Jonah had explained what was needed, and Ashley was determined to do his part to save Colt.

Colt knew the boys were right; He'd need to be rough. He knew he could do that, but he also needed to do something to appease the guilt he was going to feel about it. He climbed on top of Ashley and reached up and put his left forearm to the boy's mouth. "Open up," he instructed. A little confused but bred and raised to obey, Ashley opened his mouth. "This is going to hurt. I want you to bit down when you're in pain. We are doing this together, and we are going to share in the pain," explained Colt. Ashley gave Colt's arm a little kiss then took some of his flesh into his mouth.

Without any further instructions or warning Colt buried his cock up Ashley's ass in one hard thrust. Ashley screamed around Colt's arm then bit down hard.

Despite his extensive sexual experience, Colt was still a fourteen year old boy that had spent the last hour watching the ten year old Ashley change into and out of clothes, then have sex with Jonah, all while Colt had been hard and edging himself. It did not take him very long of pounding in and out of Ashley's ass before with one final hard thrust, he started cumming. The first couple of blasts were shot deep up the boy's rectum, before Colt eased his cock back and made sure to deposit the rest of his load closer to the entrance of the sissy boy's pussy. He didn't want Roger and Doc to have to go hunting far for his semen.

***

Colt left Conrad's office on Monday evening and headed back upstairs. His first stop was his room, where he changed out of his cargo shorts and dressed to go workout in the weight room. He made sure to leave the small unmarked glass vial in the pocket of the cargo shorts when he placed them in his dirty clothes basket. Eric had laundry duty this week, and he knew to collect the vial and bring it to Roger before he put Colt's clothes in the washing machine; there were no cameras in the laundry room. Colt had switched vials when he had fucked Doc. Roger had explained where he needed to have everything positioned so that the medical bag would block the view Colt switching the vials from the hidden camera. Instead of getting a dose of the drug, Colt had been given a tetanus booster shot before his meeting with Conrad.

It had also been Eric that had gone into Ashley's room on Sunday, a short time after Colt had finished fucking the boy, and collected all of sheets and dirty laundry. Then carrying a very heavy laundry basket that included Jonah covered by the sheets, he proceeded to Jonah's room to collect his laundry as well, and while the bedroom cameras were still off due to the power outage, deposited Jonah where he would be officially found later, asleep in his closet.

Chapter 8

Over the course of the week, Conrad had all the boys that were there on Sunday, except Colt and Ashley, down to the basement for a play session. He got each of them alone and in the course of having sex with the boy, he would interrogate him about the events of Sunday. All the boys stuck to the story they had told Grant and Roger during their interviews on Sunday evening. Billy had been right, the more they disobeyed the man, the easier it was got.

With Colt about to be officially adopted, he wouldn't be able to live at the Home anymore. So they converted one of the basement playrooms into a makeshift bedroom for Colt. It would do until he moved into a dorm room at the Academy when early arrivals were allowed the last week of August. He was cleared and approved to be a 'volunteer' during regular hours. As Grant explained, as long as all the paperwork was done, you could get away with almost anything. It was when there was missing paperwork that people started asking questions.

Sam and Mac arrived back on Friday. Sam's arm was in a cast and he had pins inserted into the arm as he'd broken both bones in his left forearm. On Saturday, Doc came to visit to check on Sam, and Colt arranged a little play date down in the basement for all the boys, except Ashley. Ashley wasn't allowed into the basement until his initiation, which was scheduled for Tuesday. After Doc had checked on Sam, and also made sure Billy was recovering from his concussion, he did as Colt ordered and reported to the basement.

Once everyone was there, Colt had Doc, Billy, and Eric strip down to their underwear and stand at attention. Eric immediately started getting hard, so Colt pulled out a chemical ice pack, crushed the insides, and had Eric hold it against his crotch. "Okay, I don't want you to enjoy this," said Colt. He went to the toy cabinet, pulled out a metal chastity device, and put it on Eric's soft and cold dick. Eric let out a little disappointed sigh. A cock cage was his least favorite form of bondage, since being restrained caused him to get hard, which caused his cock to be a constant state of discomfort when bound.

After Eric's cock was contained, Colt had Mac, Derrick, and Jonah put leather ankle and wrist restraints on Doc, Billy, and Eric. While the boys were busy doing that, Colt had Sam sit down in a chair at the foot of the bed, then he tied the injured boy's legs, waist, chest, and free arm to the chair. He left the boy's broken arm in its sling.

Next, Colt had Doc, Billy, and Eric stand by the side of the bed as he used chains to secure their legs to sunken d-rings in the floor and their arms to eye bolts in the ceiling. They were lined up next to each other, with their legs and arms slightly overlapping, so their torsos were less than a foot apart. Billy was in the middle, flanked by Doc and Eric. "Okay, time to start getting a little revenge," said Colt. He went over to the toy cabinet and picked up a small wooden paddle, and handed it to Jonah. "Start with Eric, make him cry," Colt ordered.

Jonah was used to being on the receiving end of a spanking, but being the one giving the spanking was something he had only done a couple times. He took the paddle and started with some soft slaps to Eric's muscular ass. Eric immediately started groaning and struggling against the chains. Colt had positioned the three bound guys, so that the room's hidden cameras didn't have a good angle on their faces. Eric was positioned closest to the intercom and its microphone, so that the noise he was making would mask any whispered conversation. They were hiding in plain sight from Conrad.

Colt walked up behind Doc and Billy. "You two will be next," he said loudly. He whispered in Doc's ear, "You be a good bitch and answer all of Billy's questions. Like I said, I take care of my bitches and good bitches get rewarded." As he said that, he rubbed his finger against the man's asshole. "If I ever find out you lied to him or you withheld information, well, you'll be a very lonely bitch," he said as he removed his hand from Doc's ass.

As Billy started questioning Doc in whispers, Colt walked over to the bed and laid down. "Mac come over here and drink my piss. Derrick, I want you to go piss all over Sam, but avoid getting it on or in his cast. After that I want you to degrade and insult him. He needs to be punished for fucking me without my permission when I was your age. Sure, he was only thirteen and I had blacked out by the time it was his turn, but he needs to be punished. I want him to be really horny as he watches me fuck his boyfriend. He's going to get to see a lot of that over the next couple of weeks, cause he won't be allowed to tap Mac's hot little ass. But don't worry Mac, I'll make sure you get lots of attention. I know you'll miss having sex with Sam, but he needs to learn a lesson. He's not going to get to cum until I feel he's suffered enough for what he's done," said Colt, playing for the camera and also adding more audio cover for Billy and Doc's conversation.

While Derrick was pissing on and insulting Sam, Mac crawled across the bed to Colt, and took his cock into his mouth. Colt didn't have much piss to give Mac, but he knew that it would turn Mac on, and also make Sam jealous. Mac transitioned into giving Colt a blowjob after his bladder had been emptied. Once he was hard, Colt pushed Mac's head off of his dick and grabbed the lube. He coated his cock, then had Mac sit down on it, facing Sam. Colt grabbed his skinny black haired brother's waist and started guiding him up and down on his thick cock. Colt lasted about ten minutes before he shot his load up Mac's ass.

Mac looked back over his shoulder at Colt. "May I cum, Sir?" he asked.

"Yes. You aren't being punished," replied Colt. Still seated on Colt's cock, Mac ground his ass down on Colt, rubbing Colt's still slightly hard cock against his prostate as he quickly jacked himself to an orgasm, spraying his boy juice all over Colt's legs. "Derrick, get over here and help Mac clean me up," ordered Colt. Still recovering from his orgasm, Mac dismounted and took Colt's cock into his mouth to clean it off, while Derrick started kicking Mac's cum off Colt's legs.

"Jonah, move over and start on Billy now," said Colt. Jonah nodded and walked over behind Billy and started with the soft quick slaps, slowly building up their intensity, just as he had done with Eric. Colt grabbed a pillow and scooted back on the bed till his back was against the headboard. He pulled Mac up next to him and called Derrick over to sit on the other side of him. He sat flanked by the two younger boys, their hands roaming all over each other as they watched eleven year old Jonah working over the almost eighteen year old Billy's ass. Colt let Jonah paddle Billy for almost ten minutes before having Jonah join them on the bed.

Colt took Jonah and tossed him onto his back, then bent over the boy and took his small cock into his mouth. Jonah was already close to cumming from having paddled Eric and Billy. It didn't take long till his body shook from his dry orgasm. By this time, Colt's cock was rock hard again. "Okay, you three can have fun with each other while I finish punishing Eric and Billy, just make sure that Sam gets a good look at whatever you are doing," said Colt.

The three youngest boys arranged themselves into a triangle of mutual blowjobs, Jonah sucking Derrick, who sucked Mac, who sucked Jonah. Colt got off the bed, grabbed the bottle of lube and walked over behind Doc. He poured a small amount of lube directly onto his cock, then rubbed his cock against Doc's ass. Once a little bit of lube was on the man's asshole, Colt thrust in, shoving his cock balls deep. "Yeah, bitch, here's the cock you've been craving. Gonna fuck a load out of you and into you," said Colt. He also started spanking the nearby asses of Billy and Eric who were bound next to Doc. It took about fifteen minutes of getting his ass roughly fucked by Colt for Doc's untouched dick to start shooting cum out onto the floor. Colt picked up his pace after seeing and feeling Doc orgasm. A few minutes later, he was firing his teen cum up Doc's ass.

Colt pulled his spent dick out of the man's ass and went over to where Sam was tied to the chair. He undid the ropes binding Sam to the chair, then forced the boy to his knees and made him clean off his dick for him. After it was clean, he reached down and grabbed Sam's chin and forced his head up to look at him,

"Remember, you aren't to cum until I say so. If you do, you'll get a beating worse than I gave Billy. If you have a wet dream you come to me as soon as you wake up so I can spank you for it. You understand?"

"Yes Sir," said Sam. "Good, now you can free Billy, he can free the other two.

Then the four of you need to clean up the room," ordered Colt. He turned to the three youngest boys who were sitting on the bed, taking a break from their blowjobs and were looking over at Colt. "You three are free to stay and help clean up, or you can come with me and we'll play some video games. Your choice," said Colt as he started putting his clothes back on. The three boys jumped up to go get their clothes, playing video games sounded a lot more fun than cleaning up piss and cum off the playroom floor.

***

On Sunday, Billy and Colt went for a run together. Once away from the Home, Billy filled him in on the information he had gotten from Doc on Saturday, "Doc didn't know too much about the specific chemical composition of the drug but he knew its effects and history. It is a derivative of a top secret experimental drug developed for the military. The initial research had been done back in the late sixties and early seventies when other mind effecting drugs like LSD and MDMA were being tested. The goal was to create a drug that could be used to implant thoughts and feelings directly into the subconscious and condition people to obey orders. They had hoped to use it to create and control spies.

Conrad got a hold of it through a drug company the family owns that worked on the military contract. It didn't prove useful as intended by the military because it required too many doses, over too many years, delivered in a controlled setting, but the original did prove useful as a potent truth serum for debriefing and interrogating enemy agents.

"Conrad though was able to refine it and use it to on his kids. The processes starts when we are very young. They use a mix of drugs, usually delivered under the guise of a vaccination. One of the drugs administered is similar to a roofie, to cause us to black out and not remember the conditioning session.

Apparently during these drug sessions is when they imprint on our subconsciousness the desire to obey and please Conrad, and also our specific sexual triggers. There is also a competent of old fashioned psychological conditioning, like remember how our foster father was always going on about how we would be wimps if we let others push us around, or how Ashley told you that the sisters in his foster family used to play dress up with him," said Billy.

"There was also one other really important thing he told me. On Friday Conrad stopped by Doc's office and picked up a vial of the drug. Doc thinks he is going to use it on Ashley when he has Ashley downstairs for his initiation on Tuesday.

Doc expects that Conrad will use it to interrogate Ashley about you raping him.

I've already talked with Roger about it. He's going to spend some time each day between now and Tuesday with Ashley, and help Ash to be able to handle the questioning. Fortunately Roger's military intelligence friend delivered a couple doses of the anti-serum on Wednesday," said Billy.

"About that, I'm not sure if I trust some stranger that just happens to know Roger and also knows about this drug. If Conrad is using a top secret drug that was originally designed for the military, I'm sure he still has his own contacts inside the military," said Colt.

"Yeah, good point, but Roger swears that we can trust this guy, and honestly, we don't have much choice," replied Billy.

***

On Tuesday evening, just after dinner, a sixteen year old girl showed up at the Home. Her name was Kate, and she was from the Girl's Home. She brought along a cosmetic bag and spent a couple hours teaching Ashley how to apply makeup so he could look more like a girl when he dressed up. When she was done, she left the bag of makeup for Ashley.

After Ashley was made up, Roger arrived and gave him the anti-serum. Then Colt helped Ashley dress in his school girl outfit over a pair of plain white cotton panties. "Don't worry baby, you'll be fine. Just remember what you rehearsed with Roger," said Colt. With everything ready, Colt lead Ashley downstairs to the elevator to the basement. He loaded Ashley into the elevator, gave him a kiss on the top of the head then stepped out. The elevator doors closed and the elevator descended down to the basement, delivering Ashley for his initiation.

The doors to the elevator opened and Ashley stepped out into the main basement playroom. There was an older man, probably in his early fifties, sitting in a chair. He was about six feet [1.80 m] tall, average build with some lean muscle but a small belly from spending too much of each day sitting. His hair was light brown streaked with some gray hair. He was wearing just a blue satin robe. "Hello Logan, or is it Ashley? Which do you prefer?" asked the man.

"Ashley," responded the boy who currently looked exactly like a little school girl, with a bit of make-up, red lips, eyeliner, and a hint of blush on his cheeks.

"Welcome Ashley. You can call me Sir or Master. I'm the one that has rescued you from your previous group home and brought you here. Do you like living here so far?" asked Conrad.

"Yes, Sir, for the most part, except well, um, yeah, I guess I like living here," said Ashley softly.

"Is something wrong? Did something happen that makes you not want to live her Ashley?" asked the man.

"No, nothing's wrong Sir," said Ashley.

"Ashley, you sound like you are hiding something from me. If I am going to help you, you need to be completely honest with me. Come over here," he instructed.

Ashley walked over and stood in front of him. Ashley noticed there was a syringe with a needle in it sitting on the table next to the man. "Now if you had just been honest with me from the start and not tried to hide something, this wouldn't be necessary, but you have to learn that one way or another you will always tell me the truth," said Conrad as he reached over and picked up the syringe. "Hold out your arm," he ordered. Ashley looked down at his feet and held out his arm. Conrad removed the cap from the needle and made sure the air was out, then slipped the needle into the boy's arm. Ashley let out a gasp, but remained still.

"Let's just give this a minute to take effect, then I will know you are telling me the truth," said Conrad.

"Yes, Sir," replied Ashley as he grabbed his arm and rubbed the spot where he had received the injection.

"Now, come here and sit on my lap," said the man as he picked up the small ten year old boy and pulled him up into his lap. He ran his hand through the boy's long hair. "I like little boys and little girls. You, my pet, are the best of both worlds. A pretty little girly boy. If you do what I say, and please me, you will have a life of comfort. I will shower you with presents, you will be able to do whatever you want in life, go to college, start your own business, or just be a little slut. Whatever you desire, you will get, if you do as I say. Disobey me, and you will be put back into that horrible home for juvenile delinquents that nobody wants. There you will be a play thing of the older boys, you'll likely ended up addicted to drugs and when you turn eighteen you will be out on the streets with minimal education, no skills, and no future. You will probably end up having to whore yourself out to men who will abuse and beat you. You don't want to end up like that do you Ashley?" asked the man as he gently stroked the boy's hair with one hand while rubbing his thigh with the other.

Ashley could feel the man's erection pressing against his ass.

"No Sir," said Ashley, fighting back tears at the thought of going back to the other group home and ending up on the streets.

"No, you don't. But fortunately you are here. I brought you a little present to show you that if you are a good little sissy boy, I will take care of you," said Conrad. He reached into a pocket of the robe and pulled out a small jewelry case. He held it out for Ashley. "Good little girls get presents from me when they do as I say," said Conrad as he handed the case to Ashley.

Ashley opened the case, inside was a shiny white gold bracelet. He pulled it out of the case and was surprised by its weight. It had a nice solid feel to it despite its small size. "Here, let me help you with that," offered Conrad as he took the bracelet out of Ashley's hand and fitted it on his wrist. "I've never given any of the other boy's such an expensive gift Ashley. I'm giving it to you because you are special. I can tell already that you are going to be my favorite, and I like to spoil my favorite. Would you like to be a spoiled little sissy?" asked Conrad.

The boy nodded slowly. He was trying to remember the instructions Roger had given him on how to act after the man gave him the shot; react slowly, give physical answers to questions before verbal answers, and when speaking, be as direct and short spoken as possible. "Yes," said Ashley.

"Yes what Ashley?" asked Conrad giving the boy's arm a squeeze.

"Yes Sir," said Ashley, giving the proper response.

"Good boy. Now, earlier I asked you if you liked living here and your answer was a bit hesitant. I think there is something you don't like about living here that you are hiding from me Ashley. Good little girls don't hide things from me. What's wrong Ashley?" asked Conrad.

Ashley leaned over and buried his face in the man's shoulders. He let out a couple sobs. "One of the older boy's Sir, he hurt me," said Ashley.

"Which boy?" asked Conrad, pretending he didn't know.

"Colt, Sir. Please don't tell him I told you. I'm afraid he'll do it again," said Ashley as his body shook with his sobs.

"How did he hurt you baby? You can tell me, it's okay, it wasn't your fault," said Conrad. He was holding Ashley against him now and running his hand up and down the boy's back.

"Sir, I was showing him my girl clothes when he grabbed me and wrestled me down on the bed, pinned me on my stomach, pulled my panties down and stuck his thing up my butt. It hurt. I screamed and begged him to stop but he wouldn't. He kept saying I was a slut and that I liked it," said Ashley.

"He shouldn't have done that to you Ashley. One of my rules here is that all the boy's have to treat each other with respect and all play has to be consensual. Colt went against my orders and violated that rule," said Conrad trying to comfort the boy. Ashley sobbed a couple times as he tried to keep from laughing at the man's blatant lie.

"Now Ashley, I want you to be honest with me. I'm not going to judge you, but was Colt right, even though it hurt, did you like it?" asked Conrad.

"Not at first. His thing is so big, it felt like I was being ripped apart. The pain didn't go away but after awhile I did start to get this tingly feeling throughout my entire body. I didn't want to like it Sir, but I couldn't help myself," said Ashley. This part wasn't much of a lie, when Colt had first shoved his dick up his ass, it had hurt and continued to hurt for the brief fuck, but Ashley did enjoy it by the end.

"Well, even though Colt shouldn't have raped you Ashley, he is right, you are a little slut, aren't you? You want your sissy cunt stuffed with cock. You want to please a man, especially me, don't you? You were meant to obey me, you can feel it can't you?" asked Conrad as he moved his hand down to Ashley's ass, under his skirt, and into the back of his panties. He shifted the boy on his lap so that his hand had access to the sissy's rosebud. He started running his finger around the lips of Ashley's boy cunt. "So Ashley, are you going to do what I say and please me?" asked Conrad.

Ashley moaned and pushed outward with his ass, trying to open his hole for the man's finger, "Yes Sir, I want to please you, I'll do whatever you say. I'm yours Master." Conrad stood up, lifting the small boy in his arms. He carried him over to the bed and laid him down on his back. He pushed the boy's knees up to his chest then pulled the boy's panties off his ass and down his legs, stopping at his knees. Using one hand and the boy's panties to hold his legs against his chest, he started to tongue the sissy's ass pussy. Ashley gasped as the man's tongue entered his ass, his dick instantly sprung to its full three inches [9 cm].

Conrad used his mouth on Ashley's ass and dick to bring the boy to three orgasms before he finally lubed up his dick and fucked the sissy boy. Ashley felt a bit of pain as Conrad's cock entered his ass, but a week of practicing with the butt plug Colt had given him helped. It was only a matter of a few minutes before the pain of entry was gone and Ashley was enjoying a long hard fuck. The entire time Conrad was alternating between praise for how good a boy he was and degrading him by calling him a sissy, a slut, a whore, and a toy to be used by men.

After Conrad had shot his load up Ashley's ass, he made the sissy clean his cock and keep sucking him until he was hard. He fucked Ashley again and came a second time deep up the boy's ass. Once he was done, he told Ashley he could go. By that time, it was after ten pm and Ashley was very tired. He went upstairs, undressed and climbed into bed with Jonah. Jonah pulled Ashley into his arms and the two fell asleep spooned against each other.

On Wednesday, Conrad called Keith, one of his 'boys' that also served as his lawyer. He let Keith know that he was now completely satisfied that Colt was the one, and to go ahead and finalize the adoption. On Friday, Victoria stopped by and delivered a copy of the finalized adoption paperwork to Colt.

Things settled back into their normal routine again after that. The boys passed their time working out, playing video games, having lessons with the tutor, and hanging out with each other. Colt disabled all the security cameras that were in the converted playroom that served as his bedroom. Grant informed Conrad of what Colt had done and Conrad summoned him into the office one day to discuss the matter.

"Colt, I do not appreciate you interfering with the security cameras in your room," said Conrad.

"I bet, but I don't appreciate having people spying on me in my bedroom. I understand you wanting to have nice videos you can jack off to of the play sessions downstairs. Hell if I were in charge I'd be recording what happens in the basement too, which was why I knew to look for cameras in my new room. But I'm not your plaything anymore and what I do in my room is my business now, not yours," said Colt standing his ground.

"Very well. You are my son now, you deserve a bit more freedom than your brothers. I guess I should expect you to try to exert some independence now that I have placed you above the rest of them," said Conrad. He was not really concerned about Colt disabling the cameras, he just wanted to hear Colt's justification and size up the boy's spirit.

"Tomorrow I want you to dress nicely and be outside the Home at ten am. We have an appointment for you to meet Robbie. He is the family's Trust Officer and Private Banker. He is a graduate of the Home, so can be trusted to a certain extent, although he doesn't know the true nature of our relationship. He will set you up with your own checking account and give you a monthly allowance," said Conrad.

"How did you manage to get one of your boys set up at a bank and in charge of the family's money?" asked Colt.

"It was very easy, we are the majority owners of the bank," explained Conrad.

"Oh, yeah, of course," laughed Colt, embarrassed at his naivety.

The next day, Colt was standing outside the Home dressed in khakis and a polo shirt when Conrad pulled up driving a 2012 black Ferrari Spider with the top down. "Hop in son," said Conrad. Colt jumped in and as soon as his seat belt was fastened, Conrad hit the gas and peeled away from the Home. He took Colt for a drive around the edge of the city where the Home was located before heading downtown to the bank.

The bank headquarters was a small five story building. They pulled into the building's parking lot and Conrad parked in a reserved space near the entrance.

The pair went inside to the lobby; there was a bank of two elevators on one side and an entrance into the retail space on the other. Conrad led Colt to the elevators, past a security guard in the lobby, who waved and said "Morning Mr. Evans," as they passed. Once in the elevator, they headed up to the fourth floor.

The elevator opened on the fourth floor to a very ornate lobby with marble floors and a receptionist station staffed by a very pretty young woman in her early twenties. When she saw Conrad step out of the elevator, she immediately stood up. "Good morning Mister and Master Evans," she said. She stepped out from behind her desk and led the pair to a small conference room. "I'll let Robert know you have arrived. He is expecting you. Can I get you anything, coffee, tea, water, a soda?" she asked.

"I'm fine Julie," said Conrad as he sat down in one of the four chairs that were evenly spaced about a small round table.

"Um, I'll take some water," said Colt. He wasn't quite sure what was happening but figured something to drink would be good. He then sat down in one of the chairs next to Conrad. Julie left and returned a couple minutes later with a pitcher of water and three empty glasses. She set it down on the table and poured a glass for Colt. She smiled at the boy and squeezed his shoulder, then left the room. Colt wasn't quite sure if she was just being friendly or if she was flirting with him.

As Colt was pondering the friendliness of the receptionist, a man in his early thirties entered the room. Colt immediately noticed the usual family features, approximately six feet [1.80 m] in height, brown hair, blue eyes, slim build. The biggest difference between Robbie and the rest of the family was that the man had a beard. He was dressed in a gray suit with a white shirt and red tie. He had a manilla legal folder in his left hand which he immediately set down on the table.

"Good morning Sir," said Robbie to Conrad as he entered the room. He reached out and shook hands with Conrad. He then turned to Colt, "Hello Colt, I am Robert Jones, although everyone usually just calls me Robbie," said the man as he extended his hand to Colt.

"Hello," said Colt as he reached out and shook hands with the man.

"So do you have all the paperwork ready?" asked Conrad, cutting to the chase.

"Yes, Sir," replied Robbie as he sat down. He opened the folder and slid a piece of paper across the table to Conrad. "So Colt, we are opening you up a teen checking account. Conrad is a co-signer on the account until you are eighteen. Inside here is your copy of the disclosures as well as a debit card. The daily cash limit is $400 and the purchase limit is $600. If you need to purchase anything more expensive than that, give me a call. I can handle things like getting you a new laptop or things like that," said Robbie.

Conrad finished signing the account documents and slide them over to Colt, "I'm starting you off with a thousand dollar a month allowance." Colt glanced over the paperwork and pretend he understand what it meant. He very carefully signed his new name for the first time, Colt Evans.

It took Colt three days to clean out the first thousand of the account at the ATM. He get a couple hundred in cash but converted the rest into gift cards he bought at the local supermarket. He did not want his father tracking his spending. He would make a habit of doing this every month as soon as his monthly allowance was deposited.

On July 24th, Mac had his fourteenth birthday. The boys had a birthday party for Mac out at the lake. Colt put some of that money to good use and got Mac a new board with top of the line trucks and wheels. He also had given some money to the other boys so that they could get Mac gifts. There was cake and ice cream at the lodge and the boys spent the day just being teenage boys, playing in the water, and riding the jet skis. There were lots of sex games as well of course.

The highlight of the day for Mac was when he laid down on the dock and the rest of the boys plus Grant and Roger stood around him in a circle and drenched the birthday boy with their piss. That was followed by Sam fucking him for the first time since his accident. Colt had decided that Sam's punishment was finally over.

Billy was the only other boy with a summer birthday. His was August 19th. The boys also spent his birthday out at the lake. Since he was turning eighteen, Billy would no longer be a ward of the state. Fortunately he had been accepted at Harvard. His schooling would be paid for by a combination of grants and financial aid from the government and Harvard, with the remainder picked up by a Conrad Evans Family Foundation scholarship. It was Billy's intention to get a double major in Biochemistry and Psychiatry.

There was a one week gap between Billy's eighteenth birthday and when he moved into his dorm room. He had received permission to remain at the Home during that week. Colt would also be moving into the dorms at the Conrad Evans Academy at the same time. The official move in date for the students of the Academy was the Tuesday after Labor Day, but the dorms opened for early arrivals on the Sunday before the holiday weekend.

It was on that Saturday that Colt decided to give Billy a belated birthday present. It was after midnight when Colt gently woke Billy up and told him to come downstairs to his room. Billy was confused at first but followed Colt. Once they were in Colt's room and the door was closed, Colt pulled Billy into a hug and gave him a quick kiss on the lips. He broke the hug and pushed Billy down onto the bed. "Consider this your birthday present and a thank you as well," said Colt.

"Huh?" replied Billy. Colt was done talking though and knew Billy would eventually figure out what he intended. He knelt down between Billy's legs, which were hanging off the side of the bed, and pulled down the young man's boxer briefs. Colt noticed that there was a little bit of stubble starting to grow on Billy's crotch. Now that he was eighteen and moving out, he had stopped keeping himself totally shaved. Colt grabbed Billy's dick; it was already starting to harden. He gave it a couple soft tugs, then licked the head, running his tongue around it a few times before taking his brother's cock into his mouth.

Once Billy was fully erect, Colt stood up and stripped off his clothes. He then climbed on top of Billy and guided his brother's cock into his ass. "Colt, what are you doing?" asked Billy.

"Saying thank you, and besides, what are little brothers for, if not for fucking," said Colt as he slowly sank down on Billy's dick. It slide in easily since Colt had lubed his ass and opened it up with a dildo before heading upstairs to get Billy. While it wasn't Colt's favorite way to have sex, he found that he didn't completely hate it anymore, and seeing how much Billy was enjoying it helped. After a few minutes, Colt rolled them over so he was on his back and Billy was on top. Billy was gentle and did his best to make love to Colt rather than to just fuck him. When Colt could tell Billy was getting close, he kissed Billy and whispered in his ear, "Give me your cum Billy, I want it inside me."

Billy started to cum and hugged Colt as he held his cock up inside of him. "I love you Colt," he said as he came. He then pulled out of Colt and took Colt's cock into his mouth and sucked him off. After Colt shoot his load down Billy's throat, the two boys laid on the bed holding each other.

"Remember Colt, we need to be patient. We aren't going to overthrow our father in a day. It's going to take years and you need to turn eighteen before we can really get things rolling. Until then, just gather as much information as you can without arousing suspicion. And most importantly Colt, try to spend some time just being a kid. You'll never be normal but you can pretend occasionally," said Billy.

"I will. You have fun a college, don't spend all your time trying to obsessing on how to bring down father," joked Colt.

The next morning the boys of the Home said goodbye to Billy. Everything he owned was loaded up in Roger's car and then Roger and Billy left for the long drive to Cambridge. After he left, the boys then said a little less emotional farewell to Colt as they helped Colt carry his bags up out of the basement and across the school grounds to his new dorm room at the Conrad Evans Academy.

The End