"Why here?" Alyson Flynn asked the realtor. "This looks way out of my price range."

"I have an agreement with the owner to show it to interested clients even if it is not in their price range," she said. "It is a beautiful house, but if you don't want to see it we can go on."

Alyson gave it a moment's thought. None of the houses they had looked at had been anything like what she wanted. She knew it was going to be a problem with the budget she had but didn't expect it to be this bad. She looked at Collin, her son. He was thirteen and a half and was clearly bored with house hunting. Next to him was Bart. Bart had been her sister's son who she adopted after her sister, her sister's husband, and her husband had all been killed in a storm. Bart was thirteen, a few months younger than Collin, but they never seemed to get along. And Bart always seemed a little odd, something Alyson couldn't quite figure out. Collin just said he was dark and wouldn't explain what he meant by that.

"Okay, we'll look, but don't expect me to make an offer."

The realtor didn't tell her that the owner's family had left suddenly and wanted the house to be shown to families with teen boys, and the Flynn's met that criteria. The realtor never asked why.

The house was old, but well-built and recently modernized. It was cozy and big at the same time, with large rooms. The master bedroom was beyond anything Alyson thought she'd ever have, even before the sudden death of her husband. It was located on the main level, which she liked. Upstairs there were three bedrooms, but one had been converted into an office.

The moment Collin walked into 'his' room, his disinterest in everything evaporated. The walls were a very light blue, and it had a private bathroom, meaning he wouldn't have to share with Bart. Also, it was the largest of the three upstairs rooms.

Seeing that Collin had already picked out the big room as his, Bart went to the other bedroom. It was an odd room, but he immediately felt relaxed as soon as he entered it. Three of the walls were painted a deep shade of blue, but the most interesting feature was the wall with the mural painted on it. So well done it looked real, it showed a forest scene with deer and rabbits and a path in the middle with houses and streets on the right-hand edge.

Alyson looked in and immediately thought she would change the color of the three painted walls, and then realized that this house was bound to be well beyond what she could afford. She noticed that Bart was standing in front of the mural and was staring at it, trying to see every bit of detail.

She and the realtor moved on to the next room. Painted with a very light shade of grey, it featured a large storage area on one wall and marks on the floor where a desk and chair had been.

"This was once a third bedroom, but someone removed the door and turned it into an office" the realtor said. "With just the two boys you could leave it like that or put a door back in and use it for guests."

"I like this house," Collin said from the open doorway. His mom turned around and saw that he was smiling for the first time that day.

"Well, don't get your hopes up, the price is bound to be way too high."

"You haven't seen the kitchen and garage yet," the realtor said as she led Alyson and Collin downstairs, leaving Bart behind.

"You like it?" a voice said to Bart from the door. It broke Bart out of the near trance he was in as he tried to take in all of the details of the mural.

Bart turned, and saw a boy who was perhaps slightly older than him standing at the door. "I, uh, yeah, I like it," he said. He looked at the boy, thinking, as he so often did, about what danger this boy presented. Unlike most other boys, Bart didn't get any sense of danger from him.

"I'm Sean, and this used to be my room." Sean smiled, knowing that the boy in front of him was just what the room needed. "I used to spend a lot of time in here, spying on my brother and the neighbor boys."

"Uh, I'm Bart Kemp," Bart said. He saw that Sean had the deepest blue eyes he'd ever seen. Eyes that matched the color of the walls. Eyes that didn't mind his stare. "You, uh, spied on them?"

"Yes," Sean said. "The mural is magic. Let me show you." He moved next to Bart and put his arm on Bart's shoulder and turned him around. "How about if we have a look at the room your brother liked?"

"Collin's actually my cousin," Bart said. "His mom adopted me a few months ago when, uh…" Bart trailed off, unable to discuss the death of his parents.

"That's fine, don't worry, you don't need to tell me anything you aren't comfortable with," Sean said. "See this house here?" he asked, pointing at one closest to the forest. "That's this house. Now I picture the house and focus my attention on the room next door."

Sean paused for just a second, and then said, "Open portal, Kevin's room." Instantly the entire wall disappeared and Bart was standing looking into the empty room beyond where the wall had been.

"Uh, that's neat, but not good for spying," Bart said. "Who's Kevin?"

"Ah, you don't understand. Portal close," Sean said and the wall with the mural returned. "Kevin is my brother. He and I didn't get along well together. How about if we look somewhere else, like this house." Sean pointed at another house and said, "Open portal, Matthew's room." Again, the wall disappeared, and this time he was looking at a room with furniture in it. And a boy.

"That's Matthew McCall," Sean said. "He and my brother were friends, as I'm sure he and your cousin will be."

As they watched, the boy opened his closet doors and pulled out a shirt and long pants. Then, without ever seeming to notice that Sean and Bart were standing in his room watching him, Matthew removed his shirt and shorts and stood there in just a pair of briefs and socks before dressing in the clothes he had gotten out.

"His fourteenth birthday is in two weeks," Sean said. "He just moved in a month ago and my brother was about the only boy he spent time with. Many of the other boys have been here for years, but they are slowly moving out and being replaced with younger boys. Boys your age."

"But how…?" Bart whispered. He was amazed.

"You don't need to whisper. He can't see or hear you. I told you, the mural is magic. It opens portals to places. You can see in, but they can't see you. But there is much more than just that. Matthew didn't know he was going to change clothes, and he'll be confused as to why he did. But the reason is because I used my mind to command him to change."

"You used your mind?" Bart asked. This was all very strange.

"You try it. What would you like to see? Think about it, and when you've pictured it in your mind, direct it through the portal."

It was the craziest idea Bart had ever heard. Magic portals, mind control, all stuff for children. But still, the boy had changed clothes for no apparent reason. Bart wasn't gay, but he did have a casual interest in other boys. For some reason though, he had an urge to see this boy naked. He pictured it in his mind and to his surprise, Matthew removed the clothes he had just put on, only this time the briefs came off too. It was just exactly what Bart had imagined. He also noted that Matthew's dick was bigger than his and he had more hair. Like his cousin.

"See?" Sean said. "It's easy. But it does come with a danger. You can't use it too much, and only one or two commands per person, after that you need to let the boys forget. Don't show the portal to others. Only I can do that and get away with it." Sean closed the portal. "Matthew will be confused for the rest of the day. Tonight, he will dream that you and I were watching. Tomorrow the dream will gradually fade away, and by the next day it will be forgotten completely."

"This is so cool," Bart said. "Weird, though. I feel, I don't know, a bit upset? I'm not sure I'm making any sense. But it doesn't matter, my aunt said we can't afford this house."

"What you feel is the energy of the magic. Like the boys you manipulate, it will pass with time. As for buying the house, as you leave, look closely at the ground next to where the car is parked. You might find something there that will help."

What Sean didn't say is that the feeling he had was fed into him by the tree. The tree that provides the magic. And he knew that there would be tough times ahead for poor Bart. The tree had demands, and this room had always been occupied by boys like Bart. Boys who were picked on. Boys who had suffered. Boys who could be manipulated in ways the tree enjoyed. Once the right thoughts were pushed into him, he would return the favor and feed the tree. And Sean.

"The others are done, and your cousin is about to be sent to get you," Sean said. "Before he gets here, there is one more place I want to show you."

Instead of activating the portal, Sean pointed at the path on the mural. "Follow this path until you come to a large black walnut tree. If you need help, you'll find me there. But my help always comes at a price. Don't forget to look for the ticket on the ground."

Bart was transfixed on following the path on the mural with his eyes. It went around a bend, and he could almost feel the tree's power, but he couldn't see it. He tried to will his mind to go around the bend and…"

"What the hell is wrong with you?" Collin asked. "How did you get a boner staring at that painting? Come on, mom is waiting for us. This house is priced way beyond what she can afford. It's time to go."

Bart looked around the room. Sean was gone, only he and Collin were there.

Collin looked again at the tent in Bart's pants and shook his head. His cousin was strange, there was no doubt about that. Collin had tried to accept him, but Bart pushed back. Then he had tried to force Bart to change, to be normal. That hadn't worked, although it had been very enjoyable. It was a miracle Bart hadn't told his mother what he and Joshua had made him do.

The realtor and Alyson were waiting in the driveway next to the car. As Bart and Collin came towards them they got in the car. Just before he got to the driveway, he noticed something on the grass. He bent and picked it up. He'd never actually seen one, but he'd heard of them. It was a lottery ticket.

"Come on Bart, get in the car. It's time to go. We have two more houses to look at. We can't afford this."

As the realtor drove them to the next house, Bart showed his aunt the ticket and asked, "Look what I found Alyson. Can we stop and see if the ticket is a winner?"

Alyson had given up trying to get Bart to address her as aunt, or even mom. She knew that Collin loathed Bart when he called her by her first name as if they were equals, but she had failed to stop it.

"Oh, dear, the odds of winning are so poor," Alyson said. But she saw the pleading look in Bart's eye. "I guess, maybe after we see the next house. Unless…"

"I don't mind," the realtor said. "I need some gas anyway and the cheapest gas in town is just down the road. I can fill up while you go in and check."

"Is this a joke?" Alyson asked the clerk after looking at the ticket three times and comparing it to the winners list.

"Why?" the clerk asked.

"I mean, is this one of those fake tickets?" Alyson asked, holding it out for the clerk to look at.

"You can check," he said. "Just hold your ticket under this light and let it scan the bar code at the bottom. It will tell me if it is a real ticket or not."

Alyson did as the clerk said, and a moment later he said, "No, it is not fake. The bar code matches. It says you just won $750,000. You need to present the ticket at a state lottery office for validation. Don't lose it, and don't let people know you have it. If it gets stolen before it is validated, you'll have a hard time proving it was your ticket."

That day the family drove to the nearest lottery office, an hour's drive, but once there it didn't take long for the ticket to be validated and a claim form filled out. She had to decide on a single payout or payments over twenty years, and she chose the single. Taxes would be deducted, and she had the remaining balance sent to her bank account. It took fifteen days before her bank notified her of the deposit.

She'd already put $20,000 down on the house, and she had to wait two days for the check from the lottery to clear, but then they closed on the house. The owner was not at the closing, a lawyer was there to represent him, and since it was now a cash sale, the closing went smoothly and quickly. And since the house was already empty, they were able to move in the next day.

Once the closing was done she hired a local moving company to move the few things they had. Her rental lease had one month left, which they waived as they had a new renter waiting for an available apartment, and they drove out to the house behind the moving van.

That afternoon, the house was full of boxes. The furniture was set up by the movers, and Collin and Bart were sent to start unpacking the boxes in their rooms. But Bart had another idea, one he'd longed to see for too long. He looked at the mural and found the right house.

"Open portal, Collin's room," he said. From Bart's point of view, the wall between his room and Collin's disappeared. Collin was taking stuff out of a box and putting it away. Bart wanted to push the limit but decided a simple test would be better. He thought about his cousin working in just his boxers instead of fully dressed.

Collin paused emptying the box to remove his shirt, shorts, shoes and socks. As Bart watched, Collin returned to putting stuff away in his room, dressed only in boxers. Bart was about to close the portal when the door to Collin's room opened, and his mother walked in. Collin put his hands over his groin and said, "Mom!" She put another box on his bed and left. But Bart could see a slight smile on her face.

Suddenly the door to Bart's room opened and he said, "Close portal" as softly as he could.

Alyson had thought for a second that she could see into Collin's room as she opened the door. She blinked, and only saw Bart standing in front of the mural.

"If that mural is that distracting I'll paint over it," she said to Bart. "You haven't finished even one box yet and you need to get to work."

Bart turned to protest, but he realized that watching his cousin had given him another boner. He had no idea why. He didn't like boys, especially not Collin. He didn't want Alyson to see it so he moved behind one of the boxes on his bed. "Sorry," he said, "I'll get it done."

On the other side of the wall, Collin no longer felt compelled to be dressed in nothing but his boxers and quickly put his clothes back on. His mother had seen him! He thanked god that he hadn't been naked, though he didn't have any idea why he even took off his clothes in the first place.

That night Bart sat in front of the open portal after his aunt had gone to her room. Collin had finished setting up his games system to the small TV he had and then closed and locked the door to his room. He went into his bathroom and moments later Bart could tell he was taking a shower from the bits of steam blowing past his bathroom door. He finished and came out wearing only a towel and pulled open the drawer where he kept his boxers. He dropped the towel, and for a moment Bart could see all of him–his penis, his balls, which were in a tight sack under the base of his penis, and the bits of hair he had just above his penis.

Bart had seen it before. More of it than he ever wanted. Collin had made fun of Bart's modesty. He kept getting more and more aggressive, so Bart started calling Aunt Alyson by just her first name. This worked, in that it made Collin even madder at him, but it also backfired. One day when Collin's best friend was visiting they pantsed him and his secret was out. Bart's tool was just under four inches [c. 10 cm] long, and thin. And he had no hair at all.

"He's just a little baby," Collin had said. "And he's going to call my mom either mom or Aunt Alyson, or else."

In his room, Collin pulled a clean pair of boxers on and went to his door and checked it was still locked. He turned off the overhead light, leaving just the light by his bed on.

Bart was just about to close the portal when Collin got into bed and only pulled his sheet up to his knees. Bart saw he had a tissue in his hand. Collin pulled down the front of his boxers, showing that he had a boner.

Bart had seen that before too. It was somewhere between four and a half and five inches [c. 10.8 and 12 cm] long. And Bart had sucked it. While Joshua held him down, they threatened to fuck him if he didn't. When he was done and had a mouthful of Collin's cum to swallow, Collin and Joshua switched places and made him do the same to Joshua.

As he watched, Collin began rubbing it with his left hand. After a few moments, he tensed, and held the tissue over the top of his penis and resumed stroking it.

Bart could hear him softly moaning and the sounds his bed made as he moved up and down, and then without warning he grunted and raised his back.

"Oh, fuck, that's what I needed," Collin said out loud as he finished what he was doing.

"Damn," Bart said out loud as one of his hands went inside his pajamas to grab his own dick. Collin's light went out, leaving the room dark.

"Portal close," Bart said, and got up to get his own tissue. He left his pajamas on the floor as he got back into bed to do what Collin had just done.

The next morning, the first thing Bart did upon waking was to open the portal, only to find that Collin's bed was empty and the door to his room open. He'd gotten up before him. He closed the portal looked for his pajamas. They were folded on his dresser. Bart didn't remember putting them there, but he must have. He put them on and ran to the bathroom in the hall since unlike his brother he didn't have one in his room.

His aunt was in the hall as he came out.

"Oh, morning Bart," his aunt said as he came out of the bathroom. "I was going to wake you earlier, but, uh, you were sleeping too soundly. Glad to see you're up. Get dressed, breakfast will be ready soon."

"Okay Alyson," Bart said, wondering what she really meant instead of sleeping too soundly. He was about to leave after getting dressed and then he saw the tissue he had dropped on the floor before going to sleep. It was now in his trash can. His aunt had seen it, and she must have known what it meant.

His aunt barely looked at him as he came into the kitchen. After breakfast, Collin announced he would work on his room later, he wanted to go and explore the yard. Bart asked him to wait for him, but he hurried out without him. He decided he needed to really start on his room since he'd hardly put anything away yesterday and his room was filled with boxes.

"Bart, can we talk for a minute?" his aunt asked. The next forty minutes were the most embarrassing of his life except for giving his cousin and Joshua blowjobs. His aunt talked about how boys grow up and the changes that come with that, as if he hadn't learned all about it in health class in school. When she got to masturbation, it was all he could do to not run away. Then she mentioned that he was hairless but promised that puberty would come to him soon.

Bart wondered how the hell she could have known he was hairless. At first, he thought Collin had told her. But then he remembered she hadn't woken him the first time she was in his room. And he'd kicked his sheet off during the night. She'd seen him. Naked. It was too much.

At lunch, Collin asked, "Mom, if my room is done, can Joshua come and spend the night?" Joshua Turner was his best friend from where they lived before. He was half a year younger than Collin, having just turned thirteen a month ago. "His mom already gave permission, but Jim has to come too. But Jim can sleep in Bart's room."

Jim was Joshua's twelve-year-old brother, and Bart had only met him once and didn't like him.

"No Alyson, I don't want him in my room," Bart said.

"Bart, I've been very patient with you. I know it's been hard. But Jim is a good boy, and just a little younger than you.

"No. He's Collin's friend, let him stay in Collin's room. He's not staying in mine."

"Bart. I know your mother spanked you, and I punished Collin the same way. I don't tolerate that kind of back talk. Speak to me like that again and I will spank you."

Collin burst out laughing until his mother looked at him and said, "Don't think you are too old to get spanked. And remember how upset you were to have me see you in your underpants yesterday. Keep in mind that spankings are done on a bare butt."

"Sorry mom," Collin said. But he still was smirking. "But maybe Bart's right. Maybe Jim is too grown up to spend time with the little baby."

"I'm only three months younger than you," Bart yelled. "And I know it was you who told your mom that I don't have pubic hair yet."

Collin burst out laughing again.

"And how would Collin know that?" Alyson asked.

Bart looked at Collin and read his lips. "Don't you dare answer that." Bart wasn't about to, it was too embarrassing to admit anyway. Besides, he was scared of Collin. But before he could answer his aunt, she continued.

"If you want to sleep naked, that's your business Bart. But when I came in the sheet was in bunches around your knees and your pajamas were on the floor. That's why we had that little talk this morning. Collin said nothing to me. I doubt that he even knew until you blurted it out."

She turned her attention to Collin. "And you had better stop laughing this instant or you'll be over my knee and I won't ask Bart to leave."

It was difficult, but Collin did finally get himself under control. "So can he mom?" Collin asked. "I mean Joshua. And Jim. Can they come over?"

"I guess," she said. "And Bart, Jim will be sharing your room and unless you want to feel my hand on your behind I won't hear another word about it. And you will wear your pajamas while he's here."

Collin got up and left before he got into trouble for continuous laughter. Later, when they were alone, Collin went into Bart's room where Bart was still emptying boxes.

"You had better not tell my mom what we did. And you will start calling her mom, or at least Aunt. Or maybe next time we'll make you give Jim a blowjob." He started to leave but then turned. "Oh, and you will sleep naked when Jim is here. We'll ask him afterwards. Don't make me mad at you."

The boys were dropped off soon after. Collin met them both in the yard and told them of the lunchtime discussion between his mother and Bart. Collin brought them inside, where they politely greeted Collin's mother, and Collin told Joshua to follow him to his room and directed Jim to Bart's room. "Don't take any shit from him," Collin whispered to Jim outside the door. "If you can't deal with him, let us know. We'll make him very sorry."

Jim entered Bart's room as his brother followed Collin down the hall.

"We'll put a cot in here for you," Bart said after acknowledging Jim. They carried the cot in and set it up, but Jim said, "I'm taking the bed and you get the cot."

The abruptness and tone surprised Bart. Jim was younger, but just as big as Bart. And Bart knew he'd be backed up by Joshua and Collin. He had no choice but to give in.

"Collin said you still don't have hair on your balls," Jim said. "I think he's lying. Prove it. Drop your pants and let me see."

"Are you kidding?" Bart said. "No way, I'm not doing that. Unless you're gay and want to suck it."

"I don't, but even if I did I'll bet you don't shoot yet," Jim said. "But I do. Maybe you'll get to taste it before Joshua and I have to go home." Jim left the room and headed for the room next door.

Bart immediately opened the portal to Collin's room, just in time to hear Jim say that he politely asked Bart to prove that he had hair and that Bart told him to fuck off. Joshua and Collin didn't say a word but headed for the door with Jim right behind them. Bart knew where they were headed and closed the portal.

"Strip," Collin said as soon as they entered Bart's room. "Do it, or it'll be a lot worse. My mom can't protect you all the time. Besides, she's getting tired of you too."

"I'm not going to, and you can't…"

Bart didn't get to finish as Collin and Joshua grabbed him. Collin put his hand over Bart's mouth. "Strip him," he said to Jim, who eagerly moved forward.

Bart struggled, but he was no match for either Collin or Joshua, and in minutes his pants and underwear were being pulled over his feet leaving him naked from the waist down.

"You weren't lying," Jim said. "He is a baby. And he likes this, he must, because he's getting a stifle."

"We're going to let you go," Collin said to his cousin. "You can tell my mom if you want, but we'll get back at you later." He and Joshua let loose of Bart, who covered his privates with his hands.

"Pull out your dick Jim," Collin said. "Show it to him."

Jim seemed a bit embarrassed, but he wanted to know just how far Collin would take this. He soon found out.

"Get on your knees, and kiss Jim's dick," Collin said. Bart didn't move. "Do it or I swear to god you will suck it and we'll all find out if he really can cum yet."

Bart dropped to his knees and leaned forward and touched his lips to the tip of Jim's dick, which was growing harder.

"Not like that. Give it a good kiss. French it. Put the head in your mouth and wipe it with your tongue and then you can get up."

Bart knew that Collin and Joshua would make him do it anyway, so he took the top half inch [c. 1 cm] of Jim's dick into his mouth. Only, as soon as he did, Jim grabbed the back of Bart's head and pushed forward, inserting all four inches [c. 9.6 cm] of it into Bart's mouth. He held it there and said, "You know you want to, so go ahead and suck it."

Collin and Joshua did nothing except to laugh. Bart tried to pull back, but Jim's grip changed from behind his head to his ears and he couldn't move. He had no choice but to allow Jim to begin pumping in and out slightly.

"Here it comes," Jim said. "Swallow it all."

Moments later three quick bursts of watery cum shot into the back of Bart's mouth. Jim still had hold of his ears and Bart had to swallow it.

"How'd it taste?" Jim asked with a smile as he pulled back to free his dick from Bart's mouth.

"Horrible," Bart said. "Let go of me."

"Maybe it's an acquired taste," Jim said. "Let's do it again and see if you change your mind." He tried to drive his dick back into Bart's mouth, but Bart refused to open until Collin reached down and pinched his nose.

"If you bite him I'll crush your balls," Joshua said.

Bart was forced to give another blowjob to Jim, and since he'd just shot, this one took longer.

"How'd it taste?" he asked again.

"Good," Bart mumbled.

Jim let go of Bart's ears and backed up. "Good, glad you like it. I'll feed you more tonight. Keep me from having wet dreams in your bed." He picked up Bart's boxers. "I'll hang these in the park down the road," he said. Then he laughed and followed Joshua and Collin as they left.

Once again, Bart felt dirty. Degraded. It was even worse this time because he'd done it to a boy younger than him. And he knew he was a coward and he'd do it again at night. He opened the portal, hoping he could use it to get some revenge, but they weren't in Collin's room.

He closed the portal and looked closely at the mural. As before, it seemed to calm him. He saw the park and said, "Open portal, the park."

It was as though he were there. He could still hear the sounds from his house behind him, but the whole wall was gone and all he could see in its place was the park. There were a few kids around, including the boy he knew only as Matthew, who was with another boy and two girls.

He turned to the right just in time to see Collin, Joshua, and Jim entering the park. Jim still had his boxers in his hand. The idea of how to get revenge quickly entered his mind. In his mind he formed the image of the three of them removing all of their clothing and walking naked over to the Matthew and the other three kids.

Moments later, surprised at how easy it was, he watched as Collin, Joshua, and Jim removed their shirts, kicked off their shoes and socks, and pushed down their shorts and boxers. Bart was surprised that he could hear them swearing, asking each other what was going on, as though he were right next to them. They covered up their nudity until Bart pictured them with their arms to their sides.

Once naked, the three boys all got boners. They walked directly to where the two boys and two girls were standing and staring. And smiling, particularly the girls. Then Bart hit upon the ultimate punishment he could give his cousin for all that Collin had done to him. He pictured him dropping down in front of Joshua and sucking his dick. He no more than thought it before it happened.

Joshua was embarrassed but unable to pull back as Collin grabbed his butt. It wasn't a great blowjob, but it was only the second one Joshua had ever gotten. The first of course had come from Bart. But it was good enough for him to fill Collin's mouth with cum.

Now that he knew how to do it, Bart wasted no time in getting back at Jim. He made Jim remove the laces from his shoes and ask the girls to use them to tie his hands to the top bar on the swings. The girls were shocked, but willing to do as the boy asked.

Next it was Joshua's turn. Bart made him ask the two boys to follow him behind the toilets where he offered to give Matthew and the other boy blowjobs. Not having any idea what was going on, the boys looked at each other. But the desire to see what it would be like overrode their sense of modesty, and they exposed their dicks for Joshua.

Bart watched as Joshua first did Matthew and then the other boy. Bart had been told by Sean that Matthew had just turned fourteen, from what he could see of the other boy he guessed him to be a little younger. However, the balls on both of the boys had dropped and the hair they had showed that they would be able to fill Joshua's mouth with cum.

As he watched, Bart realized he had a boner, and he dropped his pants and began jerking off, not wanting to miss any of the action.

Once Joshua had finished both boys, Bart made them start the walk home naked, leaving Jim tied to the swings. Bart completed his own climax and then had to get a towel to clean the mess he'd made on the portal after he closed it. He dressed again and headed out.

As soon as the portal closed, Joshua and Collin turned and looked at each other as if to see if they had imagined it. Both saw the look of pure horror and disgust on each other's face, plus the fact that they were still naked.

They turned to recover their clothes, only to see the two boys and two girls looking their way. They decided instead to hurry back to Collin's house and get other clothes before going back for the clothes still laying on the grass. They were half way there before Joshua even thought about his brother but decided it was his brother's problem.

"Shit, here comes my weird cousin," Collin said as he saw Bart coming from home.

"Who's the weird one now?" Bart said as he walked past them.

"You'd better be gone before we get back," Collin said.

Bart ignored them and continued on to the park.

Jim's pleas to untie him were finally answered, and he was just freed as Bart entered the park. Seeing Bart made Jim feel even worse, but he found his clothes and dressed as Bart stood in front of him smiling.

"Did you have a good time in the park?" Bart asked him.

"Fuck off Bart," Jim said. "I'll deal with you tonight."

Jim ran off to follow his brother, disappointed but not surprised that Joshua had left him.

Bart went to the four kids and introduced himself. He knew Matthew and found that one of the girls was Matthew's sister Gwen, who said she was thirteen when he asked.

The other boy was Jerry Miller, who like Matthew, had just moved in to the neighborhood. He said he was thirteen. The other girl was Jerry's sister, Jessica, who was twelve.

"Is it always this weird here?" Matthew asked as he described what had happened just before Bart arrived.

"I don't know, but I hope so," Bart said. "I think it will be. Maybe a lot more often."

Bart looked at the two girls and asked if they'd ever seen their brother's naked.

"No," Jessica answered for both her and Gwen. "And yuck, he's my brother."

"You mean if Jerry was naked you wouldn't look?" Bart asked. He could see that Matthew and Jerry were both thinking this conversation was going too far.

"That's a mighty big if, but yeah, I'd look. Out of interest if nothing else," Jessica said.

"Maybe," Gwen added, "but I'd rather see Jerry than my brother."

"Yeah, me too. I'd rather see Matthew than Jerry," Jessica said. "But yeah, I'd still look. Especially if he'd been mean to me."

"Why, do you have some magic device to make it happen?" Gwen asked. "Wait a second–those other boys, did you do that?"

"What if I did?" Bart asked. "You had fun looking at them. Would you think it was wrong if I did do it?"

At that point Matthew and Jerry took their sister's arms and pulled them away. "He's weird. And maybe dangerous. Nobody has magic devices. There's no such thing as magic. Those other boys were either gay or lost a bet. Come on, let's go home."

Their sisters reluctantly went with their brothers.

So, you think I'm weird and maybe dangerous, Bart said to himself. You might find out just how dangerous I can be. Bart found where Jim had dropped his boxers and picked them up and put them in a pocket. He then gathered up Collin and Joshua's clothes and put them in a dumpster. Let them find them or explain how they got lost, he thought.

That evening, as Alyson was thinking about what to get for dinner for four boys, the doorbell rang.

"I'll get it," Bart said from the top of the steps. He opened the door and was surprised to see Gwen and Jessica there, along with two adults.

"Hi, we're as close as it gets to the welcome wagon," the woman said. "I'm Marge King, and this is my husband Tom, and my daughter Gwen and her friend Jessica."

"Alyson, we have company," Bart turned and yelled to the kitchen. "Neighbors here to welcome us." He turned back to the door and held it open and said, "Please step in, Alyson, uh, my aunt, will be here in a minute."

"I'm here now, Bart," his aunt said from behind him. "Hi, I'm Alyson Flynn, and this is Bart Kemp, my nephew."

"Can I show Gwen and Jessica the mural in my room?" Bart asked. He looked upstairs and saw Collin, but when Collin saw the two girls he quickly retreated to his room.

"Yes, but maybe everyone would like to see it," his aunt said as introductions were made. "It really is a beautiful painting. Bart really likes it. Please, right upstairs."

"Wow," the adult Kings both said as they stepped into Bart's room and saw the mural.

"Sorry about the mess," Bart said, "I'm still kind of getting unpacked."

"Oh, you're moving in too?" Mrs. King asked.

"He's, uh, it's complicated," his aunt said after seeing his reaction. "Come, let me show you the rest of the house. My son has company, but his room is right next door."

Bart stayed behind at his door as they headed to Collin's room. His aunt knocked and then opened the door a crack and made sure everyone was decent before opening it the rest of the way.

"This is my son Collin, and his best friend from where we lived before, Joshua. And Joshua's brother Jim."

Bart wished he could see his brother's reaction to having the two girls who had just seen him naked a few hours ago at his door, but he could see the smiles on the girls' faces.

As they went to see the rest of the house, Bart invited the girls back into his room. He closed the door behind them.

"You're not going to be weird and get undressed, are you?" Gwen asked.

"Wasn't planning on it," Bart said. "But I was wondering, would you really like to see your brothers naked?"

"I answered that question in the park," Jessica said. Then she paused, and added, "Wait a minute, you've really got a way to do that? What is it, a telescope? Or is there a camera in their rooms??"

"Better than that, but you can never tell anyone, especially your brothers, about this. Which houses are yours?"

The girls' found their houses on the mural and pointed to them. Bart already knew where Matthew's room was, so he started there. "Portal open, Matthew's room."

Matthew hadn't wanted to go with his parents to the strange boy's house. He wasn't disappointed when he heard that his sister and Jessica were going. When they left, he called Jerry and they went to his room. With everyone gone, he figured it would be a very good time to share the magazines he'd managed to buy just before he moved here.

When the portal opened, Matthew and Jerry were sitting side-by-side on Matthew's bed and each of them had an open magazine in their hands. From where they stood, Bart the girls could tell that the cover showed naked women.

"How does that work? Is there a camera in there? Is that really Matthew's room?" Jessica had seen good images, but this one looked life-like. Better than anything she'd ever seen on TV or the computer. "Is this for real, or did you just take a picture and somehow make it appear here?"

"It's my brother's room," Gwen said. "But this has to be a trick. Something you and our brothers agreed to in order to trick us into believing in magic."

"It's real," Bart said, "I don't know how it works. The boy who had this room before me showed it to me. He said it was magic. And there is more. Much more. You think this is a trick? How far would your brothers go just to trick you? Do you really want to see them naked?"

"I guess," Gwen said. She wasn't really guessing. She'd spent considerable time getting past the firewall her parents had on the computer she and Matthew had to share and was amazed at what she found. "I've seen pictures of men, but not boys. Is there a difference?" She had a mild interest in her brother, but a bigger interest in seeing Jerry.

Bart was about to have the boys strip naked when suddenly Matthew showed his magazine to Jerry. "Shit, I really enjoyed having that boy suck me off, but look at this! Man, what I'd give to have a girl like that sucking on my dick."

"Oh shit, where did you get these?" Jerry asked. "I'm gonna need to jerk off again."

"I bought them from a boy I knew before I moved. He had about ten of them. Cost me forty dollars for four of them. I've got two more under my mattress for tonight."

"I hope you don't mind if I use your bathroom for a minute," Jerry said as he stood.

"Knock before you come back, I may be busy in here."

But Bart had a better idea. He thought it and instead of leaving Jerry said, "Hell, might as well do it together." He took off his shirt as Matthew stood next to him. While Bart and the girls watched, they both stripped completely naked, just as Bart had pictured. Then they sat down on the bed, which from the point of view of the girls was just five feet [c. 1.44 metres] away.

"I can't believe we're seeing this," Gwen said. "This isn't a show to trick us, that's for sure."

The now naked boys each took their rock-hard dicks into their hand and began to jack off, and both were able to quickly cum. Then Bart had another thought to put into their heads.

"I want to see what it tastes like," Jerry said. "Your cum. Slide over."

Matthew slid over as far as he could and Jerry got on his knees next to him and bent over, taking Matthew's dick into his mouth.

"Shit, I can't watch this," Jessica said.

"Do you want me to stop it?" Bart asked.

"No way!" Gwen said. "But when Jerry is done I want to see my brother do the same thing to him."

Jessica pretended to cover her eyes, but there was no way she was going to miss the scene playing out right in front of her.

Bart heard Gwen's parents call her just as Matthew finished sucking off Jerry. He closed the portal and turned to his guests. "Magic," was all he said. He opened the door and went downstairs with the girls until they left.

"How about fried chicken tonight," his aunt said as she closed the door.

But Bart's mind was on what he had planned for his brother. "I'm not a chicken," he said. "Don't listen to everything Collin says about me."

"Bart, he didn't say anything. I asked if you wanted fried chicken for dinner."

"Oh, sorry," Bart said. "Yeah, sounds good. How long will it take?"

"I should be back in forty-five minutes depending on traffic," his aunt said. "Are you fine staying here with the boys? I know they aren't including you in anything. You can come with me if you want."

"No, I'm good. I think I can convince them to do stuff with me. I'm going to try anyway." Bart turned and headed for the stairs.

"Okay, lots of luck. I'll be back as quick as I can."

"I'll be fine," Bart said over his shoulder. "I've got stuff to do anyway." He looked at the clock and decided that thirty minutes would be fine. He watched in silent agony as the minutes slowly ticked by. When at last thirty minutes had passed, he headed upstairs.

There was one thing Bart wanted to know the answer to, and now was the time. He went to his room and opened the portal to Collin's room, then left with the portal still open. He went to Collins room and opened the door and walked in without knocking. Collin and Joshua were playing a video game and Jim was reading a comic.

"You got a lot of nerve walking in here," Collin said.

"Did you guys have fun in the park?" Bart asked. "Matthew and Jerry sure liked one part of it."

"That does it," Colin said. "I heard mom leave, and now you're going to pay for that."

Bart thought about where some rope was in the garage and pictured Joshua going out to get it. He hoped it worked, because if it didn't he was in a lot of trouble.

"Where are you going?" Jim asked his brother. With another thought from Bart, Jim forgot about his brother and dropped the comic he had been reading and got up. Without another word, he began removing his clothing.

"What the hell," Collin said. "You two aren't afraid of what I'm going to do to him, are you?"

And then with another thought from Bart, Collin went to the bathroom and got a pair of scissors.

And now Bart knew one of the two things he needed to know–he could give mental commands without being at the portal, it just had to be open.

For his next concern, he went back to his room. He didn't know if his commands would fail if he moved the point the portal was open to, but he was about to find out. He pictured his house and said, "Portal, my garage."

He was greeted by a full-wall scene of what was taking place in the garage. Jim was standing there fully naked while his brother tied his arms and legs to exposed posts on either side, leaving Jim spread-eagled and unable to move. At this point, Jim seemed to be in a daze.

Collin showed up with the scissors and immediately began to cut off Jim's pubic hair. Bart was sorry he had to miss the show, but he needed to know when his aunt got back so he went to the computer room where he could see the front of the house. About ten minutes later he saw her car coming down the street. He calmly walked back to his room until he could hear the sound of the engine in the background, and then he closed the portal.

The moment the portal closed, Jim realized he was in the garage, tied up naked, with Collin cutting the tiny hairs around his dick. At the same moment, Collin realized what he was doing, and Joshua also became aware of the situation.

Bart reopened the portal, just to see how it would play out.

"What the hell are you two doing to him," his aunt yelled as she got out of the car.

"Uh, mom, I, uh, honestly don't know. We were in my room, and the next minute we were here." Collin was totally confused, much as he had been in the park.

"Untie him at once," Bart's aunt yelled even though Joshua was already doing that. "Collin, were you cutting off his pubic hair?"

"I, uh, I guess so mom. I honestly don't have any idea what I was doing."

"None of us know what happened Mrs. Flynn," Jim said. "I can't explain it; it just kind of happened. Don't be mad at Collin or Joshua, we really don't know what happened."

"I don't have time for foolishness from any of you," Alyson said. 'Especially you Collin. If I find Bart tied up or naked you will get the worst spanking of your life."

It was at that time that Bart closed the portal and went downstairs and out the back door.

"Jim, how come you're naked? What did Collin and Joshua do to you?"

Instead of answering, Jim just ran to the house hoping to find his clothes somewhere inside.

"Leave them be," his aunt said. "Did they do anything to you?"

"No," Bart said. "I was just in my room. They didn't bother me." He opened the car and got the barrel of fried chicken out.

"Anyone want some chicken?" He asked, giving a sly smile to his cousin and Joshua as they passed him heading for the house.

That night Jim was quieter than normal, clearly embarrassed about what had happened and more so that Bart had seen him. He had been serious about demanding a blowjob from Bart, but now he just didn't feel up to it.

Jim got into the bed, eyeing Bart nervously. He had the feeling that something was up. Bart turned off the light and Jim could hear the cot make a noise as Bart got on it.

"Open portal, my room," Bart said, speaking as softly as he could. The portal opened, showing a darkened copy of his room on the wall where the mural was.

"What'd you say?" Jim asked. Then he noticed something strange. "Hey, what happened to the painting?"

Bart thought about Jim getting completely naked and making room for him on the bed before sucking on his dick. Jim immediately got up and took off his pajamas. While he was undressing, Bart moved to the bed. He pulled down the front of his pajamas and waited.

It was worth the wait. It was the first time his dick had ever felt anything other than his hand, and Jim's mouth was moist and warm. He tried to avoid shooting for as long as he could, but it felt so good he just had to let it go.

"Lick my dick clean," he said, but Jim instead started giving him another blowjob. And Bart realized that Jim would keep on doing it until given another command. He let Jim continue until he shot a second time. The he pictured Jim licking all around his dick to get every last drop of cum. Once that was done, he pictured Jim laying down naked on the cot.

"Portal close," he said.

"What the fuck?" Jim said.

"You sleep there tonight naked," Bart said. "Or I will give you a what the fuck. Now go to sleep."

"I have to go brush my teeth again," Jim said, getting up. He headed for his pajamas, but Bart said, "If you pick those up I'll make you blow me a third time."

He saw Jim thinking, knowing he was putting ideas together. He waited until Jim left the room to go across the hall to the bathroom and got up and tossed Jim's pajamas under the cot. He wasn't worried about what Jim thought or saw; once he slept through the night he'd think it was a dream and by the next day he would forget it completely. Except that Bart had other plans for him tomorrow. Him and his brother and Collin.

The next morning when Bart woke he saw that Jim was still sleeping, which allowed him to dress without being seen by Jim. Once he was dressed, he pulled the sheet off of Jim and woke him.

Jim's hands flew to his middle to hide his morning wood. "How did you make me give you two blowjobs last night?"

"I didn't. You were having a dream. Probably a nightmare. You got up and took off your pajamas and went to the bathroom and I took the bed."

"No, it wasn't a dream," Jim said. I sucked you off, and you said if I picked up my pajamas you'd make me blow you a third time."

"It was a dream Jim."

"I suppose letting Joshua tie me up naked in the garage was a dream too," Jim said. "Or asking the girls in the park to tie me to the swing. And I remember seeing what looked like a second room open where the wall with the mural is."

Bart didn't understand, Jim was supposed to think he dreamed all that, not remember it in detail.

"Open portal," Jim said. Bart almost panicked until he saw that nothing happened. He realized that Jim hadn't given a location.

"What was that?" he asked, trying to sound innocent.

"That's what you said. Last night. I know it was you. Where's my pajamas?"

"I think you kicked them under the cot." Bart got a good look at Jim's ass hole as he bent over to retrieve them. Once he had them on, he left the room.

"Open portal, Collin's room," Bart said, and was relieved when it worked. He closed it and went downstairs for breakfast.

Jim came down with his brother and Collin. They had all dressed, and other than a few stares, they ignored Bart. Just as they finished breakfast the doorbell rang, and Bart's aunt left to see who was calling this early in the morning.

"We're going to find out how you're doing it," Colin said. "As soon as mom is gone. You'll tell us. Everything."

"Bart, some boys are here to see you," his aunt said as she came into the kitchen. "Have you boys had breakfast yet?"

Behind her was Matthew King and Jerry Miller.

"Yeah, kind of," Matthew said, sounding angry. "Thanks though. We just want to talk to Bart." He looked at Bart and asked, "That's you, right? Gwen said to tell you she said hi. Come outside, we want to talk to you."

Bart followed them outside, hoping his brother and his aunt didn't join them.

"Our sisters watched us jack off yesterday, and they said you let them watch," Matthew said.

"Come on, how could I do that? You sure it wasn't a dream?"

"We're sure. They knew what we were looking at. They knew which side each of us sat on. And they knew that Jerry sucked me off first. I figure you've got a camera hidden somewhere in my room, but I can't find it. You're going to come home with me and show me where it is. Or we're going to beat it out of you until you do."

"Okay, okay, I can do it. I just have to tell my aunt I'm leaving." Bart was terrified. These guys were pissed, and who could blame them. So was Jim. They were supposed to forget. And besides, he told the girls they couldn't tell anyone yet first thing they did was tell the two people they most needed to keep it from.

"Thirty seconds, and then we're coming in after you," Jerry said.

Bart went into the house and quietly locked the front door. Then he passed though the kitchen and out the back door, ignoring her as his aunt wanted to know what they wanted. The minute he was in the backyard he ran into the woods as fast as he could go.

He found the trail easily enough and followed it around the bend. It was cool and dark and he felt uneasy. He continued down the trail.

The thing that had called himself Sean sensed him coming and changed into human form. This kid was one of the best he'd ever recruited into the house. Five boys, all pissed at him, and now he was coming, scared. Sean knew he wouldn't follow the rules. None of the boys he recruited did. But he had supplied all that energy, and on his first day. The tree was as big as it had ever been, and Sean was as close to sated after feeding from the anger Bart had caused. This kid was going to be feeding him and the tree for three or four years for sure.

Bart was growing more and more uneasy as he followed the path. Then finally he spotted what had to be the tree. It was huge, dominating the woods for dozens of yards in all directions from its trunk. As he slowed to a walk and approached it, Seth came out from behind the tree.

"I, uh, wasn't sure you'd really be here," Bart said.

"I told you, follow the path to the tree and I would be there if you needed help. And I assume that's why you are here?"

"Uh, yeah, everyone is super pissed at me," Bart said. "You said they'd think it was a dream, and then they would forget it, but they didn't.

"I said a lot of things," Seth said. "I suspect the problem is that you didn't do what I told you. I can make them forget, but the price is high. Are you willing to pay it?"

"I, uh, don't have much money," Bart said.

"I don't want or need your money," the thing called Seth said. "My price is in a different currency. And once you tell me you want me to make them forget, there is no turning back."

"Uh, can you tell me what the price is? I mean, if it isn't money, then what?"

"I could," it said. "But I won't. You have the option now to turn back and solve the problems you created on your own, or to ask me to help you and thereby declare that you accept the price. Which is it to be?"

"I, uh, I need to think." Bart looked back down the trail to see if any of them had followed him, but he couldn't even clearly see the trail. Everything was hidden behind the low hanging branches of the walnut tree.

"They won't find you here, but of course, you can't stay here. This is my home, and you are not invited. So, make up your mind. Leave, or ask for help. Those are your only two options."

"I, uh, I need your help," Bart said.

"So be it," Seth said.

Bart must have dozed off. He was laying on the ground with odd thoughts running through his head. He sat up, feeling the tightness around his dick. Then he remembered. He reached into his pocket for the key. And he knew what he had to do. He found that he was at the beginning of the trail. He could even see his house in the distance. And he heard Collin, Joshua, and Jim shooting baskets.

"Where the hell have you been," Collin said.

"I want to play strip horse with you," Bart said. "And the winner gets two things. One, this key." Bart reached into his pocket and showed them a small key.

"What does that go to?" Jim asked.

"If Collin loses, it won't matter, I get to keep it. And if he wins, you'll see what it goes to."

"You said two things," Collin said. "What's the other?"

"The loser is a total slave to the winner. There are a few restrictions, I made a list." He pulled a hand-written paper out of a pocket and handed it his cousin.

"Can't do things intending to cause pain or injury. Can't order slave to do things likely to involve police like stealing, pubic nudity where adults are present. Alyson shouldn't know about the device, key, or slavery, blah, blah, blah. Yea, I can live with these restrictions." Collin put the paper in his own pocket. "You really think you can beat me?"

"I'm tired of your shit and your threats, and yeah, I think I have a chance. You aren't that good." Bart paused for a second before continuing.

"You didn't read the back. There are two more terms. And you have to sign the paper." He pulled a pen out of his pocket.

Collin pulled the paper back out. "Let's see, oh, yeah, here. The slave period lasts until the owner releases the slave or two months, whichever is longer, extra time can be added if the slave misbehaves or refuses to follow orders."

"The back isn't your handwriting, who wrote it?" Collin asked.

"Some boy named Sean. I met him in the woods and told him about you and me. And Joshua and Jim. He said he could fix it if I made a bet with him. I lost a bet, which is why I have to offer you this bet."

"Sounds good loser," Collin said. He signed the paper. "I'll even let you go first," he said. He picked up the ball and passed it to Bart.

Collin was confident. He had seen Bart shoot and knew he was better. He started making a mental list of what his slave was going to do for the next two months. But he should have been concentrating on his shooting, as he quickly found himself without shoes, socks, and shirt. And he didn't have boxers on, so his shorts became his last item of clothing.

Meanwhile, Bart almost couldn't miss. He'd lost shoes and socks, but still had his shirt, shorts, and boxers on. His confidence grew.

"Come on Collin, what the hell is wrong with you? Get your head in the game." Joshua had mixed feelings. He liked Collin, but maybe if Bart won Bart would use him to humiliate Collin, and that could be fun. A lot more fun than doing stuff to Bart would be.

Collin did get it together. He made two shots he knew Bart struggled with and Bart missed them both, leaving Bart in his boxers. Then he moved out for a long shot. He missed, but Bart missed his next shot too. Collin again tried a long one and this time made it. Bart did not.

Bart pouted for a few seconds, until Collin said, "Under the terms of the agreement we both signed, I'm adding an extra day to the limit because my slave still hasn't taken off his boxers."

There were two reasons Bart did not want to remove his boxers. The first was the obvious one, he'd be naked in front of Collin, Joshua, and Jim. But the second was the worst. They would see what he lost in his bet with Sean. But he knew that Collin would just keep adding days if he didn't do it, and that was fair. And they were going to see him anyway, delaying only increased the time of his suffering. He pushed down his boxers and stepped out of them and forced himself to keep his hands to his sides.

"Fuck, what is that," Jim said, looking at the clear plastic thing encasing Bart's dick. It was only three inches [c. 7.2 cm] long, and bent downward, and was the exact same size as Bart's flaccid dick.

"It's a whatchmacallit," Collin said. "It prevents him from getting hard. He can't even touch his dick."

"A chastity device," Joshua said. "Man, that's going to really suck after just a few days."

Collin picked up Bart's shorts and found the key. "Does my slave jack off?" he asked as he put the key in his own pocket.

"Yes sir," Bart said.

"How often?"

"Mostly every night. Sometimes I skip a night."

"Oh, shit, and now he can't do it at all until you let him," Joshua said to Collin. "That thing is only as long as his soft dick. He can't even get a boner."

"Slave, pick your clothes up and put them in your room. Then come back out here. Naked." Collin was putting his own clothing back on.

"Can I do something?" Jim asked. He leaned over and whispered into Collin's ear.

"Slave, invite Jim to come with you, and once in your room you will politely ask Jim to fuck you and allow him to do it a couple of times. When he's done, you will thank him, and tell him he can do it to my slave whenever he wants."

Bart had figured on giving blowjobs, lots of blowjobs, but he hadn't expected this. This was to be a new low. Getting fucked by Jim was about as degrading as it could be. But he was bound by the terms of the agreement if he ever wanted to get that thing off his dick.

"Jim, would you please come to my room with me?" Bart let a couple of tears drip down his cheeks. He couldn't miss the smile that seemed to cover all of Jim's face.

Back at the Black Walnut tree, the thing that called himself Sean smiled as he and the tree that gave him life both drew in the energy from Bart's humiliation. As they fed off of Bart's feelings, they grew bigger and stronger. And there were some energies given off by Collin and his feelings that were useful too, but right now they didn't need them. Bart's despair gave them all they needed.

As Bart bent over and allowed Jim's four inches [c. 9.6 cm] of hard flesh to penetrate his ass, he felt worse than he had ever felt before. There was a brief moment of pain as the mushroom head passed his sphincter, and then just the humiliating feel of his dick inside his ass. Jim rocked into him several times, and then it got worse as Bart could even feel it as Jim's balls emptied themselves through his dick.

As bad as it was, Jim was nearly singing about how good it felt. He didn't even go soft after shooting, and as his dick was still hard, he just started fucking Bart again.

Bart could feel Jim's tiny balls slapping him as Jim drove in, pulled back a bit, and drove in again. He repeated countless times until Jim had his second climax and shot even more of his cum into Bart.

But the ultimate humiliation was when Jim withdrew and Bart turned to find that Collin and Joshua were standing at the door and had witnessed it.

"Next time, use this," Collin said, holding a small jar of Vaseline. "In fact, keep it with you. You never know when someone else will want to penetrate that tight little ass of yours."

Bart found himself unable to stop the responses that came into his head. "Thank you for doing that Jim, and of course, you can do it as often as you like while I'm a slave." He turned and looked at his cousin. "And thank you for giving me a gift Collin. Would you like to be the first one to use it?"

Sean howled like a dog as even more energy came to him, compliments of Bart. This feeding was one of the best one he and the tree had experienced in years. It gave him even more control over Bart than before, and his control was now spreading to others around Bart. And as good as it was, he wanted more.

"Okay slave, since you asked," Collin said. He removed his shorts, showing how close he had come to losing to Bart outside. His dick was erect and twitching as he stuck his fingers into the jar and came out with a gob of Vaseline.

"Joshua, would you mind lubing his ass for me? Maybe when I'm done he'll ask you if you want to try it."

Joshua couldn't believe it was happening. He gladly took the jar and began sticking first one finger up Bart's ass to lube it, but then added a second. He felt Bart flinch as the second finger joined the first.

Collin's entry was fast and brutal. Even with the lube and the stretching Joshua had provided, it caused a searing pain for Bart, but there was nothing he could do to stop it. His cousin was already all the way inside him, four and a half inches [c. 10.8 cm] of sensitive flesh, and he instinctively knew what to do.

Holding Bart's hips, he drove and pulled back, drove and pulled back, and kept going until he felt like he was going to explode. "Here it comes," he said in a high-pitched voice as burst after burst of his cum shot into Bart. And like Jim, once was not enough. He remained hard and just started fucking Bart again.

When at last he withdrew, Bart was forced to turn and say, "Thank you Collin, I hope you enjoyed it."

And then he turned to Joshua, "Would you please fuck me?"

Joshua's entry was slower, and his dick was a little shorter and more important, thinner than Collin's, so his entry was not as painful. But he quickly added his cum to what was already there. He stopped after just one fuck, feeling fantastic.

"Thank you, Joshua," Bart said, doing his best to keep his true feelings from coming out in his voice.

"I want to do it again," Jim said.

The thing called Sean wanted it, but he knew he couldn't allow them to damage Bart, so he had to create other thoughts. And he had an idea.

"Not today," Collin said. "I don't think his ass can take any more today. Sorry, it was truly fun. But that doesn't mean we can't have fun. After all, he still has a mouth. Although, I don't think I can cum again anytime soon."

Bart knew what he had to say. "Jim, do you want a blowjob from me?"

"Hell yes," Jim said with unbridled excitement. "Turn around and get on your hands and knees."

"Could he wash it please?" Bart asked. "After it was in my, uh, you know, it might be dirty."

"Yeah, okay," Collin said. "I've get a better idea. You wash it. And then you suck it."

"Yes sir," Bart said. "Let's go to the bathroom." Bart took him and Jim across the hall just as the doorbell rang.

"Shit," Collin said. He started dressing quickly, as did Joshua. They were just on the steps heading down when it rang again.

"Hello," he said when he saw the crowd on the front porch. There were seven kids, five boys and three girls, all around his age, and two adult women.

"Hi," one woman said. "I'm Marge King, and this is Becky Miller. Are your parents' home?"

"No," Collin said. He wondered if he was in trouble for something. Most of the kids looked familiar, but he couldn't remember ever meeting them. "She's out at the store and said she wouldn't be home until close to dinner time. And my dad, is, uh…" Collin couldn't say it.

"His dad died recently," Joshua said from behind him. "He doesn't want to talk about it. I'm Joshua Turner. Collin and I are best friends. We lived next door to them until they moved here."

"Then we won't discuss it, that's fine Collin," Mrs. King said. "These are my two, Matthew and Gwen."

"And these are mine, "Jerry and Jessica," Mr. Miller added. And those are Chris, Peter, and Donna Taft. Their parents are both working. We're the three families that have just recently moved in and wanted to meet your family. And to allow everyone to get to know each other, we're having a party. It's tomorrow at five. Here's our phone numbers, please ask her to call us, okay?"

"Yeah, thanks," Collin said. "Uh, sorry for not introducing myself. Joshua's better with adults than me. There's just my mother, Alyson Flynn, me, and my cousin Bart living here. And I'll ask her to call you as soon as she gets home."

"Good, I'm looking forward to meeting her." Collin was relieved he didn't have to explain why Bart was living there.

"Uh, do you guys," he pointed at the kids, "Have to go? Or can you stay and meet my cousin and Joshua's brother? They're upstairs, taking a shower I think."

"Sure," Matthew said. "It's okay, isn't it mom? We can take them to the park and show them around."

"Sure," his mother said. "Just be back for dinner." The two women left, but all seven kids stayed.

"Would you like to see the house?" Collin asked. "My brother has a kind of cool painting on one wall of his room."

"Okay," Matthew said, but his tone suggested that looking at houses wasn't high on list of things to do on a bright and sunny day.

Once they were all inside, Collin said, "Look, this is going to sound really weird, but you'll probably find out anyway. My cousin, his name is Bart, thought he was good at basketball."

"We like basketball," Matthew said, pointing at Jerry and himself.

"Uh, yeah, we can do that, but there is more to that story. Bart challenged me to a game of horse, and he was real sure he would win. So sure, he made a really stupid bet, and I'm holding him to it."

Now he had Matthew's attention, and that of the other kids.

"He's my slave, and there is almost nothing I can't make him do," Collin said. He looked at the three girls and said, "Bart's thirteen, and really shy, and probably the worst thing in the world I can do to him is to make him come down here naked. Would that bother any of you?"

"Really?" Gwen asked. "You want to let me see a boy my age, one who will be in my grade in school, naked? And you seriously have to ask if I mind? Donna's thirteen too, and Jessica's twelve, but I don't think they would be offended."

"Sounds good to me," Donna said with a smile. Her feelings were echoed by Jessica.

"Uh, how about you guys? You can wait outside if seeing a boy naked would bother you."

"I don't mind," Matthew said.

Jerry also agreed, and asked, "Does being a slave involve anything, uh, beneficial to boys?"

"Oh, gross," Jessica said. "Leave it to my brother to be thinking about sex with a boy."

"I didn't say anything about sex," Jerry said. But he had been, and the bulge in his shorts proved it.

"I'd like to see it," Chris Taft said. "But Peter is only eleven."

"Eleven and a half," Peter said. "Just because your twelve doesn't make you any better than me."

"I'm almost thirteen. In three months I'll be a teenager. Like his cousin."

"Uh, just so you don't get the wrong idea," Collin said. "Even though Bart is thirteen, he looks more like eleven or twelve. He's not that impressive. Besides, his dick is, uh; oh hell, let me just bring him down."

Bart had just started sucking on Jim's dick when Collin came in. "Save that for later," Collin said. "Bart, we have company. Go down and introduce yourself to them. Jim, you might want to get dressed first before you go down, but it's up to you."

"Can't I get dressed?" Bart asked, thinking of how it would feel to meet someone for the first time while naked.

"Poor attitude slave," Collin said. "That's another extra day before I offer you the key."

"Yes sir, I'm sorry," Bart said. He left the bathroom and turned towards the steps. He had to walk with his legs spread after his ass had been plowed by Collin, Joshua, and Jim. Down below he could hear Joshua talking with the guests. As he reached the edge of the stairs, he saw that there were seven kids, and that three of them were girls.

"No, please Collin, not in front of girls," he begged.

"That's two more days. Let's just round it up to a week. And unless you want me to make it a month, you'll go down there without covering anything up and introduce yourself."

Bart looked closer. He knew four of them–Matthew, Jerry, Gwen, and Jessica. And he remembered how he knew them. But as they watched him come down the steps, none of them seemed to have any remembrance of him at all.

Jessica came forward and met him at the bottom of the stairs. "He doesn't even have any hair yet. And what's this thing?" she said, touching the device over Bart's dick.

Bart had to bend over as his dick tried to stiffen and was unable to in the confines of the chastity device.

"That's to keep him from playing with himself," Collin said from behind his cousin. "Do you girls know what an erection is?"

"We've all had health class," Gwen said.

"Well, he can't get one with that on. And I'm guessing it is trying to get hard right now, but it can't, and that is probably a bit uncomfortable for him. But the real pain will be when his brain wants him to play with it and he can't."

"He can't jack off?" Peter said with excitement. "Man, I'd go crazy if I couldn't."

He had forgotten that his sister was standing right next to him until she said, "Gross."

"I think poor Bart is going to be my slave for a while, so any time you girls want to come and see him, just stop on over," Collin said. "But for now, I know it is kind of gross, but I think he wants to entertain the boys."

"Uhgg," Gwen said. "You boys are so gross. Do you really want to do this Bart?"

"No," he answered honestly. "But the bet was my idea. I signed it, same as Collin and I lost. I'm his slave, and this is all part of what I agreed to. There are rules and he's not violating any of them."

"Then have fun," Gwen said. "We'll leave you boys with him."

"Uh, will he be at the party?" Donna asked.

"Oh, yeah, I'm sure my mom will say yes," Collin said. "But don't worry, he'll come wearing clothing. But it doesn't mean he'll stay that way. You just need a place where the adults won't see him and he'll still be my slave."

Bart was shocked. A party? He was gong to have to do even more stuff at a party? His life was sinking fast. And his cousin had added a week to the two months he might have to wear the thing on his dick. He couldn't go on like this for months.

Once the girls were gone, the boys wanted to meet with Bart privately, but Collin worried one of them might do something that would break the contract, so he said they would do it here or not at all. To show them it was okay, he stripped off, and Joshua and Jim followed suit.

"He was just about to suck me upstairs but we got interrupted," Jim said. "So I get to go first."

"No, our guests get first privileges," Collin said. "Besides, you've already fucked him twice and gotten one blowjob from him."

"He got to stick his dick up Bart's ass?" Peter asked with surprise. "Can I do that?"

"He's pretty sore back there after taking mine and Joshua's dicks too, but maybe. Let's see how big you are."

With the potential of doing something he'd never even dreamed of doing, Peter quickly lost his shyness at undressing in front of others and for the first time was glad his dick wasn't all that large.

"Yeah, I don't think that will hurt him," Collin said. He looked at Bart and asked, "Do you have the Vaseline with you?"

"Uh, no sir.

"Didn't I tell you to carry it with you in case you need it?" Collin asked.

"But you made me come right down here," Bart said.

"Did you bring it to the bathroom with you?"

"No sir," Bart said with reluctance. Suddenly he remembered something Sean had told him at the tree. Sean had promised him that if he gave Collin ideas for degrading tasks for him to do, it would help to shorten the time he would have to spend as a slave.

"I screwed up again," Bart said, "And I'm sorry. For my punishment, I think you should let Peter use me anyway. And tomorrow maybe I could spend the day and night at his house, and he and Chris could own me. I'd make sure they followed the rules, and if they had doubts they could call you."

"I like that," Collin said. "I like your attitude. In fact, I'll even take back some of the time I added. You will do that, only you are still going to give our guests what they want here."

"Yes sir," Bart said. He looked at the Taft brothers and saw that both of them had huge smiles.

"Go and get the Vaseline and show Peter and Chris how to use it."

Bart returned and applied the lubricant to Peter's dick for him, making him squirm as he massaged the boy's small dick. Peter's dick might have been three inches [c. 7.2 cm] long, but not more than that. And his lack of hair gave him hope that he might not shoot yet. Then he explained to Peter how to lubricate his ass.

"You mean stick my finger up your butt?" Peter said. "I don't want to do that."

"I'll do it, if I get to fuck him too," Chris said. He dropped his shorts and boxers to show his dick. It was bigger than Jim's, but not as big as Collin or Joshua's.

"It will be okay sir, I can take it, as long as he goes slow," Bart said to Collin.

"Okay, but remember, it was your idea," Collin said. "And remember that you are going to spend the day tomorrow at their house and they are probably going to want to do this again."

"Yes sir. If it hurts too much, can I ask to give them a blowjob instead?"

"Yeah, I guess. I'll think about if I want to give them the choice or just decide to let them fuck you as much as they want. I'll let them know before they leave."

"Yes sir, I understand," Bart said. "It was my decision to allow it. Also, sir, they are getting an advantage by having me at their house overnight because I screwed up. I guess it would only be fair to give the same advantage to Jerry and Matthew for other nights."

Collin nodded, his smile spread from ear-to-ear. He couldn't believe how far his cousin was willing to go to get this done sooner. He decided that as long as Bart kept coming up with good ideas that this might not go the whole two months.

Bart got down on his hands and knees and spread his legs apart, giving access to Chris' fingers. When that embarrassment was over, he remained in position while Peter eagerly got behind and drove all his dick in. Since his dick was small and there was plenty of lubrication, it slipped right in. Jim gave him instruction on what to do, and in seconds Peter was having the time of his young life.

He did cum, but just a tiny amount, and from his reaction Bart guessed it might have been the first time he'd actually shot. It made him feel even worse to know the boy would remember it.

Then it was Chris' turn. He did go slow, and it didn't hurt nearly as much as when Collin had fucked him. Chris only lasted a few thrusts before he started shooting.

Then, finally, Jim had another go. By the time he was done, Bart was worn out. But Collin wouldn't let it end there.

"Matthew and Jerry will have to wait their turn to fuck you, but your mouth is still available. Ask them if you can blow them."

Having to ask them if he could do it was almost worse than doing it. Bart would much rather he be ordered to do it instead of asking if he could. It made him feel worse; it was as if he liked doing it. But he asked, and of course, got permission.

He could remember what their dicks looked like from watching them jack off yesterday. Clearly, Sean had done as he said and made them forget. If only he could forget what had been done to him. And this was just day one of maybe as many as sixty.

Collin let him be for the rest of the day, and even told Jim no fucking and only one blow job, which Bart gave just before going to bed. He slept on the cot, naked.

The next morning, he was allowed to put on a shirt, a pair of shorts and shoes to go to the Taft house. Chris told him his parents were gone but his brother and sister were both home.

"How's your ass?" Chris asked.

"Better," Bart said truthfully. "I know what you want, and it should be okay."

"Good. But first I want to make sure you're clean. Wait here until I find my sister."

Bart didn't want to have anything to do with any of them, but that wasn't a possibility. But what role would Donna play? Certainly, she wasn't going to be there while the boys had their fun with him. Chris returned with Donna and Peter behind him.

"She knows how to give an enema," Chris said. "Have you ever had one before?"

"Yeah, when I was little," Bart said, feeling very apprehensive.

"Get undressed," Donna said with a smile. She watched, enjoying every second as Bart undressed. He didn't dare stop or delay, but getting naked took some getting used to, especially when a girl was watching. His dick tried to get hard, but the device kept it from happening.

"I sure hope I get to see you without that thing on your dick," Donna said. She reached out and pushed a fingernail into the piss hole at the tip, causing Bart to gasp as his dick tried to respond. He squirmed, and she laughed.

"Makes you uncomfortable I guess," she said. "Maybe I should get two of these for my brothers. I'd like to see how nice they could be to me if they were trapped in one of those. I'll bet they be a lot nicer than they are now."

Bart looked and saw that Peter looked frightened that his older sister was thinking about that. They all went to the bathroom and Donna got out the supplies necessary.

"Lay on your side," she told him. When he was down, she had Chris insert the tip of the hose into his ass while she filled the bag with warm, soapy water. Once connected, she hung it on the shower curtain rod and she and her brothers watched as it emptied into Bart's bowels.

It was horribly embarrassing for Bart, especially when he had to take a dump to empty it all out when it was done. But then Donna made him feel even worse. "I think we should do it again, just to make sure. And this time I'll fill the bag completely and let him hold it in longer."

The first time had been very uncomfortable for Bart. The second time was much worse. When she finally pulled the tube out he had to get to the toilet as quickly as possible.

"He should shower before you boys start doing gross stuff to him," she said as she cleaned the enema equipment and put it away.

"You're being a very good slave," Chris said when they got to the room he and Peter shared. "You haven't complained once. I hope it continues because if you don't your cousin gave us a few ways to punish you."

"Are we going to do that thing we talked about?" Peter asked. There was no missing the excitement in his voice.

"You know, that would be a good starting point," Chris said. "Peter is going to fuck you, and at the same time, you are going to suck me off. And I want you to try to make me cum the same time my brother does."

They undressed and had Bart get on his hands and knees. This time Peter used the Vaseline to lubricate Bart's ass, but he still seemed reluctant to stick his fingers in there. But Bart was glad it was him and not Chris, who had bigger fingers and a bigger dick.

When Peter was ready, Chris moved to Bart's face as his brother stepped up at Bart's rear. Peter put his hands on Bart's hips and drove his dick in without hesitation. At the same time, Chris grabbed the back of Bart's head and held it steady as he drove his dick into that warm place. He used his hands to control the speed at which he drove in and back, and Bart was careful to use his tongue and not to bite.

They didn't cum at the same time, but neither of them complained. Bart wondered what was next and found out quicker than he wanted.

"Don't get up," Chris said. "We're going to switch places."

They did, and it took longer for both of them to shoot the second time. Then Peter had a new request.

"Lick my balls," he said. Bart hated it, even more when Chris laughed as he did it, but Peter enjoyed it.

Meanwhile, their sister had called Gwen and Jessica and invited them over. They waited in the family room until Chris and Peter, who were dressed, and Bart, who was not, appeared. They announced that Bart was dirty, and needed a bath, and took him to the bathroom and had him get into the tub. They took great care in washing him, especially places they never got to see on boys. Of course, all of their attention made Bart miserable because he longed to get an erection and couldn't.

Around three in the afternoon Chris sent Bart to the bedroom to get dressed before his parents got home. Once he was dressed, they left a note for their mom and went to the Miller's house, where the party was going to be. They ended up having to help Jerry set up tables and chairs while the girls were sent inside to help with some of the cooking.

At the party they were introduced to the newest family to move in, the Edwards. The Edwards had one boy, Blake, who was twelve, and one daughter, Sam, short for Samantha, who was fourteen. At the first opportunity, Jerry and Jessica invited them to come inside and meet Bart. They explained the bet. Sam didn't believe it until they ordered Bart to strip, which he did without hesitation, which was enough to satisfy her. Jerry secretly told Blake about some of the other benefits the boys got, once the girls were gone.

Chris and Peter had noticed that their temporary slave was missing and went searching for him. The found him just as the two girls were headed back outside giggling.

As they entered the room where the girls said Bart was, they saw that Bart was on his hands and knees and Blake was using the lubricant under the supervision of Jerry. Both Jerry and Blake jumped when the door opened, and after inviting Chris and Peter inside, Jerry figured he'd better lock the door.

Blake was shy about undressing in front of three other boys but wanted to try fucking Bart so he gradually overcame his reluctance. Once his dick was inside Bart's ass, he was in heaven.

Chris made sure that Jerry and Matthew didn't miss out on a blowjob from Bart before the party was over. It was getting dark when Mrs. Taft told them it was time to head on home. That night, the two boys again teamed up on Bart. One from the back, one from the front, and then they switched.

Bart was given a day of rest by his cousin. Joshua and Jim had gone back home, which pleased Bart, until Collin told him that the next day they were going to spend a day at the Turner house, and as a special present for Bart, he had found a neighbor of Bart from the house he had lived in before his parents had died and he would be there too.

"Please tell me it isn't Billy Smith," Bart said.

"I knew you'd be pleased," Collin said. "I heard how much you hated him. And he knows that you are my slave and will do anything I tell you to do. He sounded very excited."

Billy was two weeks older than Bart, but Bart had seen him without a shirt. He had wide shoulders, but more important was the black hair that had been filling in under his arm pits. Billy might be just thirteen, but from the waist up he could easily pass for fourteen or maybe even fifteen. And he loved picking on Bart.

Bart had been depantsed four times in his life. Once was at a boy scout camp when he was eleven, and it was no big deal, it was just his pants and nearly every other boy in the troop was also pantsed. The other three times were at the hand of Billy Smith. And two of those had been pants and boxers. And once it was on the street corner while waiting for the school bus, and a dozen kids, boys and girls, had seen him.

"Please Collin, I've been good," he begged. "Billy is big. And he's mean. I don't want…"

"Until just now, you have been good," Collin said. "But he is coming. When you say big, have you seen his dick? Or do you just mean he's tall?"

"I haven't seen his dick, but his body is huge. Please don't let him fuck me. Please, I'll serve another month, anything, just please, not by him."

"No promises," Collin said. "I'll check him out. I can't let him hurt you back there. Plus, I don't want him wearing you out so that Joshua and I can't have fun. Chris and Peter told me what you did with them, and Joshua and I want to try it. The only good news for you is that Jim is away somewhere."

When his aunt dropped him and Collin off, Joshua stopped them in the driveway.

"Did you know anything about this Billy Smith kid?" he asked.

"Not a lot, except he doesn't like Bart. Why, what's the problem?"

"He's big, a lot bigger than us. Like football lineman big. He doesn't look thirteen. And he seems very eager to have what he called fun with Bart. He's only here for a few hours, but I don't think you should leave him alone with Bart."

"Okay, let's go meet him," Collin said, hoping he hadn't made a mistake.

Billy was not tall, but he was solidly built. He was wearing a sleeve-less shirt, and Collin saw right away the pit hair that Bart had described.

"Hi ya Bartie," he said as he saw Bart. "I hear I get to have some fun with you."

"Maybe," Collin said, hoping he wasn't going to piss this kid off. "But you uh, look maybe too big for some stuff."

"You mean my dick?" Billy asked. "Yeah, I'm right proud of it. Biggest dick on the football team, and some of the players were a year older than me. Wanna see it?" He didn't wait for an answer but simply pushed his pants and boxers down to his knees.

Bart almost puked. Billy was soft, but even soft it was at least five inches [c. 12 cm] long and thicker than two of his fingers. He had long black hair that covered most of his groin. And his balls were hanging down three inches [c. 7.2 cm]. Big and round, in a dark-colored pouch covered with hair.

"Yeah," Collin said, feeling a bit sick himself. "It's way too big for you to get into his ass. And he hasn't had anything that big in his mouth. He even gags if I stick mine all the way inside."

"He'll be fine sucking it. I've gotten blown by kids his size and they do just fine. He should be good for one, and then I'll be happy."

"Strip first," Collin said to Brad. "Then suck him. One time, and that's all."

"What the fuck," Billy said when Bart was naked. "He's got a little dicky stuffed into a tiny tube. He can't get it up at all, can he. I like that, you're treating him right. Get over here Bartie and suck me." Billy began stroking his dick, getting it hard.

Bart looked at Collin, his fear showing, but Collin just pointed at Billy. Bart got down in front of him, his now 5.5 inch [c. 13.2 cm] long dick sticking straight out towards his face. Billy let Bart work on it for a bit, but as he began to get more and more excited he took control away from Bart.

Billy held Bart's face against his crotch and starting to pump into Bart's mouth. It wasn't long before the stimulation of Bart's mouth and the presence of an audience gave Billy the last step to shooting. He held Bart's head in both hands, burying the boy's nose in his pubic hairs; his dick completely inside of Bart's mouth. Bart was struggling, trying to get free, but Billy held on to him as he gave the young boy the sweet and salty tang of his cum.

Bart came up, breathing deep as he did and swallowing hard, but Billy pulled him back down for another volley and arched his own hips to bury as much and more than he had in Bart's mouth. This was heaven for Billy. After several rounds of this, he began to come down from his high, leaving Bart to continue a few more sucks and slurps before coming off.

Bart coughed, but somehow managed to swallow the huge volume of cum Billy had shot into his mouth. He looked at the wet semi-engorged remains of Billy's dick. He still couldn't believe that that had been fully buried in his mouth.

Bart looked at Billy's balls. Billy was still just thirteen years old, but those balls had made a man's sperm. Sperm that had just been fired into his mouth. And he felt sick.

"I guess that's good enough," Billy said as he pulled his clothing back up. "I sure do appreciate you letting me come. It ain't the best blowjob I've every gotten, but it might be in the top five."

The thing that named itself Sean was overwhelmed with the emotions coming from Bart. Even though Bart was far from the forest, his revulsion was still strong, and it fed him and the tree. It would be hard to get more out of the boy, for now, so Sean was considering how much longer to let this play out. He was full, the tree was as bright and thick as it had ever been. Maybe a few more days, and then he'd allow it to end. When Joshua and Collin used Bart that night the thing called Sean didn't even pay attention.

It also barely noticed when Bart and Collin returned to the house two days later. When Bart was 'given' to Blake for a day, it finally decided to feed a bit longer.

Two days later Bart was 'given' to Matthew for a day. Sean was aware of Bart's shame as Gwen and Jessica embarrassed him, and the three fucks and a blow job that Matthew collected, and Sean and the tree ate some of that energy. But that night Matthew invited Jerry over. The three of them sat side-by-side on the bed, with Bart in the middle. All three were naked. Matthew got out one of the magazines he had and gave it to Bart. Bart remembered seeing Matthew and Jerry jerking off while looking at the magazine. It seemed like forever long ago. They made him describe the pictures, forcing him to look at them. And Bart's dick made its best attempt to get hard, causing him considerable grief. Plus, each time one of them got hard it was up to Bart to use his mouth to make it go soft again. It went on for hours, late into the night, and the thing called Sean sang and sang as it fed off of Bart's total frustration.

The next day Bart was given to Jerry and it was just like the day before. After dark, the three boys next to each other, and a different magazine. Sean was intensely proud of the boys he had drawn into the neighborhood to replace the older boys. Matthew and Jerry were two of the best.

At that point the thing called Sean was so full it could barely even feed. It was time to end it. And it knew just how to get the most out of it that it could. A final feeding. It decided to make it a worthy one.

The next morning Collin woke Bart up. "Get up, you've got a very busy day ahead of you. Joshua and Jim are already on their way here, so you'd better get some breakfast. Mom has already left, so you don't need to get dressed."

Collin left as Bart sat up in bed. Bart looked at the mural on his wall. It helped to sooth him, and he remembered it had some purpose, but he couldn't remember what.

"If you aren't down here in one minute you'll regret it," Collin yelled from downstairs.

Bart broke out of his trance and looked at the clock. It had been seven minutes since Collin woke him. He got up and went to the bathroom first to empty his bladder.

"Since we're going to have a lot of company today, I want to get my needs taken care of," Collin said. "I think we'll start with a blowjob, and then I will fuck you. Did you bring the Vaseline?"

Bart held up his hand, showing Collin he hadn't forgotten it. He got down on his knees in front of Collin and unsnapped and unzippered his cousin's pants and let them fall. He pushed Collin's boxers down and took his dick into his mouth.

As his cousin got hard in his mouth, Collin said, "Hey, you're really getting good at this. Maybe I'm too hasty with my plans for today."

Bart never wanted to know that he was getting good at giving blowjobs. He did want to know what was special about today, but with his mouth full of Collin's dick he couldn't ask.

Colin had purposefully not jacked off the last two days nor used Bart's mouth or ass just to prepare for today. When he did cum, he filled Bart's mouth as burst after burst exploded from his dick into Bart's mouth. As soon as Collin filled his mouth with cum, he pulled out.

"You grease it up. Then finger fuck yourself. Do a good job, I think you're going to have a lot of dicks up your ass today and I don't want you to complain about being sore because you didn't lubricate it good enough."

"Is something different planned for today master?" Bart asked, hoping Collin would tell him. He hated surprises. As a slave, surprises were never good.

"Maybe, if you are good," Collin said. "I'm still thinking about it."

Collin watched with interest as Bart struggled to get two of his fingers into his ass to spread Vaseline up there. Having Collin do it was bad. Having to do it himself while Collin watched was worse. Doing it because Collin was going to fuck him when he was done was horrible.

Bart had taken a lot of dicks up his ass in the last week and a half, but Collin's dick still stretched him and hurt the first time in. He endured the pain, and let his cousin fuck him. Collin was working slowly, enjoying the ride, and since he'd started with a blowjob he was able to enjoy the feeling of having his dick inside Bart's ass for a longer time before he shot again.

He had just finished getting dressed when the doorbell rang.

"Go answer it and invite whoever is there in," Collin said.

"What if it's an adult?" Bart asked.

"Then you'd better have a reason for why you answered the door naked with that thing on your dick."

It wasn't an adult, it was Joshua and Jim. Coming up the walk behind them was Matthew and Jerry. Bart held the door and let the four boys in.

"Hey guys," Collin said. "You can get ready for some fun if you want, but so you know, other kids from the neighborhood, Chris, Peter, and Blake, should be here soon."

As usual, Jim didn't care. He'd missed out on Bart when Bart spent a night at his house with Joshua and he wanted to make sure he didn't miss anything today. He saw the Vaseline and started spreading it on his dick as soon as he was undressed.

Jim had just entered Bart's ass when the doorbell rang again. Collin answered it, and the Taft boys, Chris and Peter, were greeted with the sight of twelve-year-old Jim pressed against Bart's back, his dick completely inserted into Bart's ass.

"Hey, blow me while he fucks you," Peter said and quickly undressed. His older brother Chris joined the other boys by stripping and waiting his turn.

Joshua was in Bart's ass while Bart sucked Chris when the doorbell rang again. It was the last guest, Blake Edwards. He saw everyone else was naked and joined suit.

Two hours later, Bart couldn't even hold himself up on his hands and knees. He'd lost count of how many times he'd been fucked and how many blowjobs he'd given. Nearly every time it was one dick in his ass and one in his mouth.

"Let's rest a bit," Collin said. "We've got a couple of hours before the next guests arrive."

Bart almost fainted. There were more boys coming. He couldn't do it much longer. Collin and Joshua picked him up and deposited him on the couch. "Rest," Collin said. "We'll start again in a little while."

Forty-five minutes was barely enough time for Bart to recover, and the worst part was the boys had shot so many times already that every fuck and blowjob seemed to take forever before they climaxed. They were out of energy too.

"Do you think he's done enough?" Collin asked the other boys.

"Doesn't matter, I can't shoot again, at least not for hours," Joshua said. "You going to do it?"

"Yeah, that's why the girls are coming. I'm going to let them do it. We have one more thing to do before they get here."

"Get dressed?" Blake asked as he started looking for where he'd dropped his clothes.

"Yeah, I suppose we should be dressed before they get here," Collin said. "Get up Bart, you've got work to do. There's a package in your closet. Go open it and follow the directions to set it up. We'll be up there in fifteen minutes and you'd better be done."

Bart could hardly move, but he pulled himself up the stairs. The box in his closet did not have any writing on the outside. He used a small knife from his desk to cut the tape that sealed it and opened it. Inside was a flat piece of strong, web-type material with four straps coming out from it at each of the four corners. He found the directions and it didn't take much to set up.

He struggled to lift his mattress and slide it off his bed, then placed the flat piece in the middle of the box spring and pulled the four straps to each corner of the box springs. Then he put the mattress back in place.

Next, he found the four soft cuffs that attached to the ends of the straps. That was all. He knew exactly what it was for. He figured he may as well get a head start and got on his bed.

He put his ankles into the two bottom cuffs and pulled them tight. Then he put his right hand into the one of the top straps and pulled it tight. It was hard, but he did manage to get his hand through the last strap. Of course, he couldn't pull that one tight. But he didn't have to wait long.

The five boys entered his room. They had all dressed.

"Excellent job, slave," Collin said. He walked around and tightened the cuff on Bart's left wrist, and then pulled the adjustments on the four straps to shorten them until Bart's hands and feet were stretched in the direction of the four corners of his bed. Bart was completely immobilized.

"The day you have been praying for has arrived," Collin said. He held the small key Bart had given him the day he lost the game of horse. "The moment that thing on your dick comes off, you are no longer my slave."

Bart's eyes followed him as he walked to Bart's desk and put the key down. "But I'm not going to unlock it. In a few minutes the girls will be here. I'm sure you can come to some sort of agreement for them to take it off. If not, well, I guess you'll remain my slave until I decide to do this again. Have fun."

The five boys left. Soon after Bart heard the doorbell ring. A few minutes later the four girls entered his room. The youngest at twelve Jerry's sister Jessica entered first. Next was Matthew's sister Gwen, and right behind her the other thirteen-year-old girl, Donna Taft. The last was the oldest, Blakes' sister Sam, who was fourteen. They gathered around the bed and stared at the naked boy dressed only in a chastity device. And they could see that his dick was trying to get hard.

Jessica once again had that feeling going that would eventually leave her panties wet. She wasn't the only one who had the feeling. Gwen had been trying to sneak peeks at Matthew for over a year now; she had seen him hard through his pants at church. But Bart was completely naked. She didn't have to imagine anything.

Apparently, Sam was expecting something different. She had actually seen her brother Blake, and even though Blake was a year younger than Bart, he was more developed. Perhaps once they removed the device and allowed him to get an erection it would be better. She had not seen Blake, or any other boy, with an erection and was actually looking forward to seeing Bart with one.

Like Sam, Donna had seen one of her brother's naked. Well, not quite naked. Peter was eleven and a half when she was sent to wake him and his brother Chris. She saw that the two buttons on his pajama crotch were unbuttoned and his dick was sticking out the hole. She wanted to see if maybe Bart's would be bigger once it was set free.

"I'll bet you would really like to get that off, wouldn't you?" Jessica asked.

"Yes ma'am, I really would," Bart said. Since he still wore the device, he was still a slave.

"We'll take it off, but of course, you'll still be tied to the bed. Do you still want it off?"

Bart couldn't see a trap. He longed to be able to beat off. Even to just get a boner would be better. "Yes, I do want it off."

"Okay then," Jessica said. She got up and found the key right where Collin had said it would be. She bent over Bart and found the key hole and unlocked it. The chastity device was free, and she pulled it off and put it and the key on the desk.

Bart's dick was now free. It grew to its full size for the first time in a long time. But now he had a new problem. His dick was free but he had no way to jack off. And four girls were looking at him and giggling.

"I thought boys were bigger by this age," Jessica asked.

Sam and Donna told her about seeing their brothers' dicks. Bart already knew he was less developed than them, but hearing the girls say it was worse.

"Let's measure it," Gwen said. She dug through Blake's desk until she found a ruler and brought it over to the bed. "Let's see," she said as she held it against Bart's dick. "Three and five-eighths inches [c. 8.7 cm]. I think that's very small for a thirteen-year-old boy."

"You know, we all thought he was bald down there, but now that we're looking so closely, I can see some hairs just starting to grow," Donna said. "Maybe we should shave them off. Would you like us to do that Bart?"

"No, please don't," Bart said, almost crying. "I'm not a slave anymore."

"That's true," Donna said. "However, you are still secured to that bed, and we want to have some fun. I think the boys will probably want some too when they return."

"No, that's not fair," Bart said. But it didn't matter. Donna searched his aunt's room and found what she used to shave her legs and brought it back along with a damp towel. Five minutes later the newly grown hairs were gone.

While Donna was putting the stuff away, the five boys returned.

"Are you enjoying yourself Bart?" Collin asked.

"No, I'm not. I'm not a slave. Please let me go."

"We want to see if your balls work," Jim said. "See if you can actually cum, or if you're just a little boy."

"Okay, I'll do it and let you guys watch, but not the girls," Bart said. "Release me and…"
"Who said anything about releasing you?" Collin said.

"Peter seems to think that he is a big boy now and that he can cum," Donna said. "We made a bet. You are going to decide which of us loses."

Bart didn't like this.

"You are going to determine if my youngest brother really does make semen," Donna said. "Don't make him cum. The bet is pretty gross and I really don't want to lose."

Peter turned red but removed his shorts. He kept his boxers on and climbed on the bed and worked his way up Bart's torso until his knees were right next to Bart's neck. Bart could see where Peter's dick was tenting out the front of his boxers.

"Don't swallow," he said to Bart. "If you swallow, you'll have to do it again. When I'm done, you will open your mouth and show them my cum. Then you can swallow it."

"I'm not a slave, you can't make me do this," Bart said. But Collin moved and reached over and grabbed Bart's ball sack.

"Want to make another bet as to whether or not we can make you do this?" he asked as he gave a very gentle squeeze. He didn't want to make his cousin puke.

Bart gave in. He didn't want to make another bet. He knew that as long as Collin had his hand wrapped around his balls they could make him do most anything.

Peter leaned forward and tried to pretend he couldn't see the girls move to the sides where they could see his dick. He hid it inside Bart's mouth.

"Take as long as you want," he said. "I've got all day. And not a lot of cum, you've already gotten most of it. But I've got enough to win this bet."

Bart didn't want to take any longer doing this than necessary. Four girls were watching him give a boy a blowjob. A younger boy. He'd never be able to get a girl to go out with him after this.

But it did take a while. All the stuff he'd done downstairs was keeping Peter from shooting.

And Peter was getting scared. He'd been so sure he could cum. If he couldn't, his own sister would put the chastity thing on him. After he gave Bart a blowjob. Right here, with the other three girls watching. The thought of that made him go soft.

The thing named Sean was enjoying this. It was all taking place right in front of his portal. It was tempting to let Peter wear the device for a while. But his tree, and his own needs, were full, and besides, he needed to let all of them forget. And he had to replace a few more families with one's who had age-appropriate kids for Bart to play with. He decided to end it after one more experience. He'd never had a girl's energy before.

Just as fast as he'd almost gone soft, Bart's tongue brought him back. What Bart was doing was so good, so intense that….

"Aaaaaaaah," he yelled as he shot three bursts of cum into Bart's mouth.

"Don't you dare swallow," he yelled as he pulled back and quickly put his dick back inside his boxers. He knew the girl had seen it, but it was too late now to worry about that. As Bart opened his mouth and showed the almost clear, watery cum, he knew he had won the bet.

"The bet was between us," Donna said. "Not Bart. Cover his eyes."

Collin had no problem with that rule and put a pillow over Bart's face.

"Do it," Peter said, his eagerness clear in his voice. "Everything off. The bet was naked when you do it."

Bart suddenly realized that Donna was about to strip naked in his room. And he couldn't see a thing. He needed to jack off and couldn't do that either. This was the worse day of his life.

Donna lowered her shorts. Now she knew exactly how Bart must have felt.

"Come on, you made the bet, now show us how a girl does it," Blake said. He was about to see a naked girl for the first time ever. One a year older than him.

Fighting her embarrassment, she took her shirt off, followed by her bra. Dressed now in just panties, she saw the boys all staring at her. Each of them had a tent in their pants. Even Bart's dick was twitching up and down. Knowing she had to do this, she pushed her panties down.

"Hands to your sides," Peter commanded. "Let them have a look at you before you do it." Peter was in heaven. He'd been sucked dry by Bart and realized now how close he'd come to having to do what his sister was doing.

Donna paused for a few seconds, letting the five boys drool. Then, not wanting to prolong this, she bent over the bed and took Bart's dick in her mouth. She was giving a boy a blowjob for the first time. The only good thing was that it was Bart, the boy with the tiny penis. But three girls and five boys were all watching her do it.

Bart couldn't believe what he was feeling. It had been so long since the last time anything had touched his dick he nearly shot the moment her mouth closed around it. Then he felt her tongue on the tip of his dick and that was all it took. He shot, again and again, more than he had ever shot before.

"Show us before you swallow," Jerry said. He wished it had been him getting the blow job. Peter had wasted it on Bart. But still, seeing a naked girl was the happiest moment of his life. He didn't even feel it when his sister punched him hard in the arm.

Donna dressed as fast as she could and she and the other three girls left.

"Oh, man, I thought I was spent but I gotta do this," Collin said. He stripped off his shorts and boxers and got on Bart's bed and took advantage of Bart's mouth. When he was done, Matthew, Jerry, Chris, and Blake all did the same. Peter knew he wouldn't be able to cum again for days now.

All thoughts of doing more with Bart ended the moment Blake shot into Bart's mouth. They released him from the cuffs and left, Collin returning to his room and the others going home. The girls had already left.

Bart jerked off. He still needed it. A girl had been naked in his room and all the boys except him had gotten to see her. But she'd given him a blow job.

"Open portal," he said. "Donna's room." But the portal didn't open. Bart sighed. He needed rest. Still naked, with the straps from the restraints hanging down from between the mattress and box springs, he fell asleep.

Bart suddenly woke up from the strangest dream he'd ever had. Sunlight poured into his room. There was a knock at his door and he looked down, thankful he had pajamas on. "Yeah, come in Collin," he said. Only it wasn't Collin who entered.

Bart turned, and saw a boy who was perhaps slightly older than him standing at the door. He looked at the boy, thinking, as he so often did, about what danger this boy presented. Unlike most other boys, Bart didn't get any sense of danger from him.

"I'm Sean, and this used to be my room. Your aunt said I could come up. She wants you up anyway." Sean smiled, knowing that Bart would soon be feeding him again. "I used to spend a lot of time in here, spying on my brother and neighbor boys."

"Uh, I'm Bart Kemp," Bart said. He saw that Sean had the deepest blue eyes he'd ever seen. Eyes that matched the color of the walls. Eyes that didn't mind his stare. "You, uh, spied on them?"

"Yes," Sean said. "The mural is magic. Let me show you." He moved next to Bart and put his arm on Bart's shoulder and turned him around. "How about if we have a look at the room your Cousin liked?"

"See this house here?" Sean asked, pointing at a house on the mural. "That's this house. Now I picture the house and focus my attention on the room next door."

Sean paused for just a second, and then said, "Open portal, Collin's room." Instantly the entire wall disappeared and Bart was standing looking into the empty room beyond where the wall had been.

"Uh, that's neat, but not good for spying," Bart said.

"Ah, you don't understand. Portal close," Sean said and the wall with the mural returned. "How about if we look somewhere else, like this house." Sean pointed at another house and said, "Open portal, Matthew's room." Again, the wall disappeared, and this time he was looking at a room with furniture in it. And a boy.

"I know him," Bart said. That's Matthew McCall.

Sean explained how to use the magic of the portal.

It was the craziest idea Bart had ever heard. Magic portals, mind control, all stuff for children. For some reason though, he had an urge to see this Matthew naked. He pictured it in his mind and to his surprise, Matthew removed his clothing. It was just exactly what Bart had imagined. He also noted that Matthew's dick was bigger than his and he had more hair. Like his cousin.

"See?" Sean said. 'It's easy. But it does come with a danger. You can't use it too much, and only one or two commands per person, after that you need to let the boys forget. Don't show the portal to others. Only I can do that and get away with it." Sean closed the portal. "Matthew will be confused for the rest of the day. Tonight, he will dream that you and I were watching. Tomorrow the dream will gradually fade away, and by the next day will be forgotten."

"This is so cool," Bart said. "Weird, though. I feel, I don't know, a bit upset? I'm not sure I'm making any sense."

"What you feel is the energy of the magic. Like the boys you manipulate, it will pass with time," Sean said. "Your aunt is expecting you, but first there is one more place I want to show you."

Instead of activating the portal, Sean pointed at the path on the mural. "Follow this path until you come to a large black walnut tree. If you need help, you'll find me there. But my help always comes at a price."

Bart was transfixed on following the path on the mural with his eyes. It went around a bend, and he could almost feel the tree's power, but he couldn't see it. He tried to will his mind to go around the bend, and…"

"What the hell is wrong with you," Collin asked. "How did you get a boner staring at that painting? Come on, mom is waiting for us. Breakfast is on the table."

Bart looked around the room. Sean was gone, as if it had been a dream. Only he and Collin were in the room.

The End