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From Two Slaves To Four

PZA 5th Anniversary 2007-2012 Story

The Cause

"Why did you do that?" Richie shouted.

"Sorry. I couldn't help it. It suddenly jumped up a few inches."

"Yeah, right. Well, we'd better get it back."

The boys go into the dense shrubbery. They look around and quickly find the ball. But then they discover two collars next to the ball. They're two slave collars.

"Wow, let's play slave and master!"

"I don't know," Mike says.

"Ah, come on!"

"Okay."

Both boys take a collar and put it around their necks.

"Okay, slave, you're not allowed to wear clothes. Strip!"

"Then you too!" Mike replies.

"Okay."

Both boys strip down and soon they are standing opposite of each other, completely naked. Both boys are fascinated by the other boy's genitals and the small boy-member in particular. Suddenly Mike steps forward and takes hold of his friend's cute dicky. Richie doesn't want to stay behind and starts to fondle Mike's privates. The boys love the feeling of someone else's hand on their sensitive parts. They enjoy it so much that soon they get so excited that they both reach a wonderful dry orgasm. Once the feeling subsides, they collapse and sit on the ground catching their breath.

In the meanwhile, Jake Steward and Jeff Anderson, the older brothers of the two boys had seen what happened in the garden. The two teenagers looked at each other. This was THE opportunity to play the ultimate prank on their little brothers. They called the police and reported some runaway slaves. Immediately a police-car was sent to the spot where the runaway slaves were located.

The boys were still not aware of their fault. So when the police car arrived to the scene, the boys where excited to see what was going on. But when they got out of the bushes they remembered what had happened. They were naked, with slave collars around their necks. Immediately the officers came after them and grabbed hold of the boys. They screamed out of pain. The grip of the policemen hurt their arms.

"Please, let go."

"Be quiet, you filthy runaway slaves!" said the officer as he scanned the collars.

"No, please, we're not slaves. Ask our brothers, they're inside."

"Right," said the officer. He looked puzzled. He showed his partner the scan. It came up empty.

"Let's take them to the station and we'll sort things out there."

"No! Please! Ask our brothers!"

"Okay, I'll humor you, but it better not be a lie."

The officers rang the doorbell and Jake and Jeff opened the door.

"You reported the runaway slaves?"

"Yes. Thank you for returning them."

"Sorry, Sir, can't do that. Something's wrong, we have to take them downtown to sort things out."

"What!? No! Jeff, please, don't let them do this."

"Shut up!" the officer said and smacked Mike in the face.

The officers took the boys to the car and threw them in the back. It was a special slave-transport vehicle. It looked like the cars used by the k9-swat, but slightly bigger. Richie and Mike were completely in shock. Jeff and Jake were just too surprised by the way their plan back fired on them to do anything.

Once the boys were at the police HQ, they were put in separate rooms. In the rooms there were some devices that scared the boys. Chains and racks.

Mike still had his hands bound behind him when suddenly two men entered. It was a man in normal clothes and an uniformed policeman.

"Okay, there are two ways to do this. The easy way or the hard way."

Mike was still in shock and just couldn't react. The officer mistook it for disobedience and slapped him.

"The easy way is that you tell us your number and the name of your master. The hard way is that we beat it out of you."

"But I'm not a slave! Please, believe me."

"Right, I should believe, that, although you're stripped naked and waring a slave collar, you're a free boy?"

"Yes! My friend and I found these and we tried them on to play with. We didn't know they still worked."

The two policemen didn't believe the story. The uniformed man grabbed hold of Mike and strapped him in the rack. He was now spreadeagled and couldn't move a muscle. The uniformed man now had picked up a whip and let it go down on the boy's back. An agonizing scream filled the room. The next blow went across his ass-cheeks. The third across his shoulders.

"Are you willing to change your story yet?"

"Why?" Mike said in a whining voice. "I'm telling you the truth."

The men in civilian clothes now walked up to Mike and took hold of the boy's privates. "Last chance."

"But I'm telling you the truth!"

Immediately the poor boy's balls were feeling the strength of the officer's hand. Mike gave a big scream that was heard by Richie in the cell next door and then Mike lost consciousness.

"Hmm. Let's see what his mate has to say."

The two officers left the boy hanging on the rack and went to the other kid. When they entered the room the boy already looked scared.

"What have you done with Mike? Why was he screaming like that? You killed him, didn't you? You bastards!"

Richie ran to the men head first, planting it in the officer's stomach.

"You little brat!" the uniformed man said.

He picked Richie up by his hair and as he pulled the boy's head back, the knee of the policeman hit the unprotected privates of Richie. The boy collapsed. Coughing. But that wasn't all. The man then gave a kick to the boy's side. Richie lay down on the floor, all curled up.

"Are you okay, Sir?"

"Yeah, I'll live."

They left the room, leaving Richie in pain on the floor, thinking his best mate was dead.

"I kept thinking, Sir, what if the boys are telling the truth?"

"You really think they are that stupid? To dress up as slaves? No, I don't believe that."

Upstairs they had tracked down the owner of the collars and he was on his way over. In the meanwhile, officer Goodman was sent down to give the boys some water. As he came up he saw completely white. At the same time the owner had arrived and was standing at the desk, along with two teenagers: Jeff and Jake.

"I believe you have picked up my son and his friend?"

Goodman quickly walked over to the sergeant and filled him in about the two boys. He knew them. They lived on his beat. One was the son of a well known lawyer, the other of a doctor. The sergeant looked at the man at the desk and then quickly took him down to the cells.

"We're very sorry, Sir, but we got a report of two runaways and found these two."

Mr. Anderson was lead into the cell where Mike had been hung in the chains. "Get him down!" Mr. Anderson said. The uniformed officer immediately obliged and Mike was put down on a chair.

"Mr. Anderson, please tell them. I'm not a slave."

"Don't worry, Mike, just stay here for a sec."

Then the man went to the other cell and Richie flew into his dad's arms.

"I'm so sorry, dad, we didn't know."

Mr. Anderson was left alone with his son, while the others went back upstairs. He sat down and took Richie in his lap. And while Richie was crying his heart out, Mr. Anderson stroked the boy's shaking back. Bit by bit Mr. Anderson got the story out of him. Mr. Anderson admired his son's beautiful boy features. He had never noticed them before. He was away a lot for work. When he thought back, Mike wasn't ugly either. Suddenly a plan dawned on Mr. Anderson's mind.

"You stay here, while I get things sorted out, okay?"

Richie, still trembling, just nodded. Then Mr. Anderson went back upstairs. There he found his friend Mr. Steward, Jake and Mike's dad. After telling him what had happened, Mr. Anderson also informed Mr. Steward of his plan. Mr. Steward found it a splendid idea. He took the sergeant a side and after their conversation the relieve was shown on the man's face. Mr. Steward wouldn't press charges. Instead he insisted that Jake and Jeff were to be arrested as well. Fifteen minutes later all of them were at the courthouse and a judge, who was a friend of the Stewards, gave the verdict.

The accusation was abuse of police time. Richie and Jeff were sentenced to slavery for the rest of the Holidays and had to serve at the Stewards, while Mike and Jake got the same verdict, but serving at the Andersons. Then the boys were taken by their new masters to their new homes for the coming three weeks.

At The Andersons

In the meanwhile, Mike was taken to a small room at the back of the house. Mr. Anderson let him lie on the table in the middle of the room and started to put some ointment on the welts on the boy's back.

"Okay. When the three weeks are over you should be healed without a scar."

"Thank you, Sir."

Immediately Mike received a smack on his bare buttocks.

"Ouch!"

"From now on you are my slave. You will call me 'Master' and Sarah will be called 'Ma'am'. Understood?"

"Yes, Master."

The first day was used to show Mike and Jake how things were run in the Anderson household. By the end of the day the two exhausted boys went to their separate bedrooms.

"Good night, Jake," Mike said.

But instead of returning the wish, Jake went inside and closed the door. He felt as if it was Mike and Richie's fault they were here. Mike sensed his brother's feelings and with watery eyes he went to his room. He crawled into bed, but instead of sleeping Mike just couldn't stop crying.

About fifteen minutes later Mr. Anderson silently entered the room, walked up to the bed and picked up Mike. Mike wasn't sure what was going to happen. "I'm sorry. Please don't spank me."

Suddenly Mike was laid into another bed. "Don't worry. I won't hurt you," Mr. Anderson said. Now Mike looked up at his master and saw the friendly face he knew from his friend's father. Mr. Anderson was now undressing and then climbed into bed next to Mike. Mike looked at the naked man in surprise. He had never seen an adult dick before. Not in real life. "You can touch it if you like," Mr Anderson said.

Still a bit hesitant Mike started to touch and stroke that big piece of meat. It seemed to grow as his hands went over the warm snake. "Why don't you just do what I do?" And as he said that, Mr. Anderson took hold of Mike's small boy-member and started to stroke it. He started to massage the foreskin over Mike's little glans.

Mike wanted to please his master, so he quickly copied the actions. Soon both were very horny and excited. They were now moaning loudly. Mike suddenly felt a warm feeling coming over him and he recognized it from the time he and Richie were fondling each other in the garden. Mike wanted to give his master the same feeling and continued the stroking. Soon Mr. Anderson gave a deep moan and Mike felt something shooting out of the adult member onto his face.

Suddenly Mr. Anderson grabbed Mike by his arms. Mike was scared he had done something wrong. But then Mr. Anderson started to kiss and lick him clean. And when he was done, Mr. Anderson pulled Mike close and held him tight, with the boy's back towards him. Mike felt the now limp dick resting against his crack. "Good night, precious, you did wonderful." Mr. Anderson whispered. Mike felt a warm feeling. Partly he felt loved by this man, partly he felt proud of getting a compliment.

Luckily for Mike this wouldn't be the last compliment from Mr. Anderson. And the coming days he was growing very well in his new role as young slave. The 16yo Sarah however seemed not too much interested in the services of Mike. She was more interested in Jake. She had had an eye on him for a long time now. And now this hunk was in her household, naked, as a servant. This was a dream come true for her.

From the other side, Jake also had a crush on Sarah. It was even so bad that whenever he felt his skin touching hers, he felt his blood rushing to his third leg. And being a slave, he didn't have that much clothing to hide his situation. But all the others thought it was cute to see the teenager struggling with this, for him, so embarrassing state in front of everyone. Sometimes Sarah just stroked him on purpose, just to get a reaction. Luckily for Jake this would be over after three weeks. Although, luckily, they both liked it. So maybe…

At The Stewards

"What is it?" Mr. Steward asked the crying boy.

"Jeff hates me. Mike and I were the reason we're in this mess."

"No, you're not." Mr. Steward said. "Okay, you have put on those collars, but if they hadn't called the authorities nothing would have happened. Besides, they didn't step up and say you were brothers. So if someone is to blame it's them."

"But if they are to blame, then why are Mike and I punished as well?"

"Are you? I don't think Mike and you will get it as hard as Jeff and Jake. Mr. Anderson and I discussed this. You know why we did this? Why we had all four of you enslaved?"

"No."

"Well, actually your dad and I really like you two boys. And since you guys are now slaves, we can do anything with you. As free boys you have certain protections that you don't have as slave."

Suddenly Mr. Steward noticed the scared look on Richie's face.

"Oh no, don't worry. I told you. We love you guys. We would never do something to hurt you, but we would love to play with you and give you a nice time. And with you as free boys we're not allowed. But by law we are allowed to do so with slaves. And that's why we wanted you two to be enslaved."

"And Jeff and Jake?"

"They should have known better and are now being punished for being such bad brothers."

Mr. Steward could sense that Richie was calming down and getting more relaxed.

"Come here. I want to teach you something. Just to what I do."

Mr. Steward moved Richie in such a position that the boy had a wonderful view of the adult member. Suddenly the boy felt the man's hands on his privates and how they were licked and sucked by his tongue and mouth. Richie remembered what Mr. Steward had said and quickly did the same to the now growing dick in his small hands.

The two started slow but soon they found their rhythm. After a while Mr. Steward gave a loud moan and started to shoot his load. To his surprise Richie kept the dick in his mouth and swallowed everything. Mr. Steward found it so hot. But he also was pleasantly surprised when Richie started to moan louder and his body stiffened. Mr. Steward kept swirling the stiff little boy-member around in his mouth. His tongue pushed the dicklet all around. He felt the boy spasming and after a final, deep moan Richie relaxed.

A few minutes later Richie looked at his master. "Thank you, master."

"You're welcome. And thank you. It was wonderful."

Richie gave Mr. Steward a kiss on the lips and then snuggled with his back up to the man. Mr. Steward wrapped his arms around the boy and after a kiss on the boys head they went to sleep.

The next day, after breakfast, Mr. Steward called Jeff to him into the office.

"Jeff, do you hate Richie?"

"What? No! No, master, he's my brother, I love him."

"That's not what Richie thinks. He thinks you hate him. Tell me, did you ignore him yesterday?"

Jeff immediately bowed his head. "I'm sorry, Master. I was confused. I hated myself, for getting us in this mess, but I projected that hate on Richie. It was an easy target I guess. I'm sorry, Master"

"Don't apologize to me, apologize to Richie. If I'm right he's doing some work in the garden right now."

"Thank you, Master."

Jeff immediately dashed off to meet Richie and make a mends. Mr. Steward watched from his office and, after a short conversation, he saw the two brothers in the most tight, loving hug he had witnessed in years.

The Big Finale

At the Anderson's Sarah had done something sneaky. She knew Laura had a crush on her brother Jeff. The 16yo girl next door often came over to play with Sarah and every time Jeff was over Sarah noticed the changes in her appearance. The last weeks the two girls had had a wonderful time playing with Jake and his situation.

After the first week Mr. Anderson had told Sarah what she could and couldn't do. That night she had ordered Jake into her room and then told him to jerk off in front of her. Jake didn't want to. He hated this. He felt humiliated. Sarah knew her mistake and then took another approach. She had him sit on her bed and started to talk and calm him down. In the end it was Sarah, who was playing with Jake's hard dick. She comforted him by telling him what she felt for him. Jake bowed his head and, completely shy, told her his feelings for her. Sarah was thrilled to hear her feelings were answered.

Then she let go of Jake. Instead she knelt down between Jake's legs and took his dick into her mouth. Jake was going crazy. He had never imagined this could happen. He loved it. It didn't take long for Jake to have his orgasm and shoot his load down Sarah's throat.

After a few minutes of recuperation Sarah instructed Jake how he could please her. She taught him how to use his tongue and soon she too was getting her climax.

From then on they did something similar every night. Masturbating themselves or each other or oral pleasure.

By the time the party was there, Jeff and Richie were in for a surprise. Mike greeted his friend with a big hug. As they felt their naked bodies against each other, they were getting aroused.

"Your father is wonderful in bed," Mike said.

"So is yours," Richie replied.

Jeff was thrilled to see his friend again. But then he noticed the two girls.

"How was Sarah? Did she gave you a hard time?"

Jake chuckled. "Several times. But I didn't mind," he said with a meaningful wink.

After the greetings the two slave-groups went off to their chores and soon everything was going well. The girls were splashing around in the outdoor swimming pool. They exchanged a look of understanding and then called Jeff and Jake. They wanted them to join in in the swimming pool. After the approval of their Masters the boys climbed in and soon were teaming up with the girls. In the end Jeff had Laura on his shoulders and Jake was carrying Sarah while they played a game of pushing each other off.

In the meanwhile, Mike and Richie served their Masters.

"You know, John, you have a wonderful son here."

Richie immediately started to blush.

"Well, Mike isn't bad either."

The two boys exchanged a look of pride. But then they felt an arm around their bodies and soon they were pulled on top of the men and were being lovely kissed and stroked. The boys loved the attention of their fathers. Soon their naked bodies showed the proof of their excitement.

Just a little later the four swimmers joined the hot group. They were getting hungry and wanted to have something from the BBQ. The four temporary slaves all had a person they could take care off. When everyone had his/her plate, Mr. Anderson stood up to say something.

"Okay, guys. And girls. I hope that you have learned something from this situation. That you will no longer joke about being a slave. Tomorrow this will be over and everything will be as it was before. So I hope all of you will be wise enough not to bring this into the open. Okay?"

Mr. Anderson had expected a bit more joy and relief, but the youngsters stayed remarkably calm.

"What is it? Why the long faces?"

"Actually…" Jeff said.

"Thing is," Jake helped out, "the situation has its benefits. I would have never known about Sarah's feelings. And I would have never dared to open up to her. And I just like the way we're open to each other."

"And that has to change?"

"Why not? I'm no longer a slave."

"What would you rather be? A slave that is near her a few times, or her boyfriend?"

Jake's eyes became wide. He never looked at it that way. He looked at Sarah and she smiled at him in the most beautiful way. Jake was thrilled and hugged her as tight as he could. Next to them Jeff and Laura did the same. The two fathers chuckled about the two love-couples.

But next to the men there were two sad boys.

"Does it mean we no longer can…you know?" Mike asked timidly.

"Don't worry. The evening is young. We can do a lot in the coming time. And besides, if you really like it that much, our doors will always be open." Mr. Anderson said, giving Mike a kiss on his head.

"Yes!" Mike said, hugging his Master, "I really liked it and so did Richie. We would love to keep doing it."

The two men loved the reaction of their sons.

As the evening went on the party slowly ended. And while the four teenagers were still enjoying the pool and each other, the two men took the boys inside. They were already very tired. It had been a long day for the both of them. But they didn't know their fathers had something in mind that would make this evening go out with a bang. The boys were taken to Mr. Anderson's bedroom. There the two boys were but on the king-size bed on all fours. The men played with the boys privates and also put a large lump of KY-gel on their holes. Then they started to finger the boys and tried to stretch the boys. When they were wide enough the men lubed their own cocks and aligned them behind the boys.

With a big gasp both boys received their intruders. The men slowly and carefully started to move, trying to find their rhythm. When they had found it the boys were already heavily breathing and moaning. Suddenly Richie moved to the side and while their dads kept on fucking their asses, Richie started to lovingly kiss his friend Mike. Mike was completely willing to answer the hot gesture of his mate. Soon the two young boys were French kissing and moaning into each others mouth.

This sight was too hot for the men. They now really got into it and started to fuck the boys even harder. Soon both boys felt something… a warm fluid… being shot into their bowels. The men pulled back and the boys collapsed. Now the boys clung to each other and kept kissing. But slowly it went slower and soon both youngsters were off to sleep.

The two men went out to the garden to get the others. They should get to bed. Tomorrow school began again. As the came up to the pool, it was clear that they were not the only two who had had a hot time. The teenagers were lying next to the pool. Sleeping. By the way they were positioned it was clear that they had been in a very passionate 69. With both Laura and Sarah, there was a small drizzle of a mix of saliva and cum coming out of the corner of their mouth. And the boys had something on their faces that was clearly something else than pool water. The men discussed the situation and decided to carry the four teenagers into the garden cabin, where there were some long chairs. They tried to make the teenagers as comfortable as possible and then went in themselves. They crawled in with their young sons and, while spooning with the young boys, the men also quickly went to sleep.

Epilogue

The two young friends Mike and Richie became closer to their dads. And to each other. They gradually formed a couple and by the time they went off to university, the boys had fallen in love so much that they married. Their dads couldn't have been more proud.

The End