Chapter 1
Arrival

Ryan looked up from his tablet to gaze out the window. The stars were zipping by, which with their speed looked like streaking lights. He would be on the new planet soon. He looked up just to see his mother sit next to him.

His mother smiled gently at him. "Hey Ryan. It's that time where you tell me all about the planet. I hope you've been studying hard. We will be living there for years as a cultural exchange program. As you know your father and I will be very busy, and may not see you much. So, tell me the basics."

Ryan took a deep breath. He knew he had to understand the culture to fit in. He was an outsider and had to try to conform to the planet's society. "Well, the planet is called Dannibar. I have a microchip embedded behind my right ear so I can hear their language, and my speech will also be in their native language. It also translates written words. The population is mostly boys. Most adults don't live past the age of 40, and it's ten times more likely to have a male child than a female one."

He looked up at his mother. "Females can have jobs and positions, but their main purpose is to produce offspring." He smiled. "And you just found out you're pregnant. So, you'll fit right in even though you are an adult. But all girls are free. There are no slave girls."

He paused. "Mom, you have to go to the breeding center immediately, won't you? The inhabitants believe that a pregnant girl needs to be fucked on a daily basis to ensure good health for the baby. So, that means for the next nine months you will be fucked my horny teenager and even the occasional adult. Girls over ten stay in the breeding centers all over their world and we won't see you unless we visit, or you visit us. I'm going to miss you."

Ryan's mother patted his leg. "I'm going to miss you and your father as well." She gave him a kiss on the forehead. Her heart was heavy, but she was prepared to embrace the culture. And she would have a job even though she's staying at the breeding center. And after the baby is born, she will be expected to have another, but this time with a random person, most likely a teenager. The center was filled with boys and visiting boys wanting to try sex with a girl. There was even a lottery for citizens to expand the gene pool.

Ryan hugged his mother and went back to his narrative. "Well, after a male is born they are treated much the same way as human males except boys can produce milk at the age of 13, or when puberty kicks in, to help with feeding the growing male population. Boys take classes by the age of ten or eleven on how to raise kids. How to feed them, and take care of them.

During that first year, babies are not sexually played with. But as soon as they are weaned off of breast milk by the first cycle – or year in our terms – they begin to introduce them to sexual play and the taste of, um, semen." He blushed when he said this.

"At the age of one, sexual play for both boys and girls is only oral, both giving and receiving, and fondling to the point of orgasm." His face turned a darker red. "They don't get anal play until they turn two cycles old and then it's only with a single finger until they are four cycles old. This is also the age in which a girl's hymen is broken if it had not been broken before this from fondling" His redness faded.

"Girls are adopted and raised free in the home and don't usually get a slave like boys do. When a girl turns ten, she is able to produce a baby and continues her education at a breeder camp where she is encouraged to try to have as many babies as she can produce. They have babies all the way up to age 16, which their eggs usually dry up and they start to find a job which their education helps them with. Also, live sperm die off at 16 for boys, so they shoot blanks after they turn 16 or 17. But many visitors from other planets also frequent the breeding facility."

He thought for a moment. "Babies take only four of their months to be born instead of our nine months, and our months are very similar. Girls can keep the first born and raise it herself if she wants. But almost all other births are adopted and raised by boys who can produce milk. I'll never get a baby, since I can't make milk. Most families don't have moms in them. In fact, most families don't have marriages and it's not uncommon for fathers to trade kids. This means over 85 percent of the population is adopted and the kids shared."

Ryan took a deep breath. "When a boy turn four, the government comes out to test if they are a true submissive or not. It is an extra gene in their body that only half the boys produce. If a boy is a true submissive they are sent away and trained to be a boy slave. Thus, there are two classes of people. Boy slaves, or free individuals. I am 13, and have not had any slave training and don't carry that gene, so I am a free individual."

He paused for a moment. "It takes a year or … I mean a cycle or two before they are ready to be given to a new master. So they are six or seven when they get fitted to a free boy. When a free boy turns ten, he can have his first slave boy. They are in charge of his education, his feeding, lifestyle and so on. Some parents don't allow a free boy to have a slave until they feel he's is responsible enough to have one. But it is unheard of for a boy 13 or older, not to have his own personal boy slave."

He swallowed hard. "So when we arrive, I will be given my own personal boy slave. I will be responsible for his education, feeding, and lifestyle. I will determine if he sleeps, pees, when he bathes, and when he…" he closed his eyes and turned red again. "…and when he has sexual interaction. The inhabitants of the planet don't believe in withholding sexual education, and believe sex should be embraces even at the young age of one. So it is not uncommon for a male, adult or child, to be, um, orally pleased, by a very young boy, or girl for that matter."

Ryan regained his composure and the redness faded. "Clothing is not worn by slave boys, except collars, or sexual gear, or, um, um, bonding devices." He said the last part with shame. "Slave boys are to be bound at least once a day to remind them of their status. It is not uncommon for slave boys to be bound in public, but they can be released for a short time to play with them."

"Clothing for free boys are optional, but most prefer to be naked as the days are more tropical in more places on that planet. Which means I may have to get used to being naked." He said almost distantly. "Slave boys are for sex… They are to please their masters orally, anally, and with jerking; most sexual contact is done openly, but some do prefer private sexual interaction."

He didn't blush that time. "Dannibarians, differ from humans physically in several ways. The most obvious trait is that they have pointed elf like ears slightly larger than our ears. Their hair does not usually grow past their shoulders, and brown or blonde hair is the most common color of hair. Their eyes are almost always blue or green. It is very, very rare to see red, gold, or even brown eyes. Their irises and eyes are a little bit larger, which gives them an 'innocent' look. Their balls, when they do start producing semen, do tend to be a little larger, and can produce more semen than humans, and can produce it more often – which I have been given a shot in my nuts to help with that as well and have already noticed my balls getting heavier."

He looked out the window for a moment. "All of their solid food is transformed into liquid waste which is why I've been given that shot in my stomach also. Yesterday was the last day I should have pooped. The butt, on their planet, is for sexual gratification only, and they are more sexually active than humans – if you can believe that. Plus their rectum can produce a sweet tasting lubricant. I heard that Earth guys use lube called KY, but you wouldn't need it on this planet."

"They don't have as many animals on that planet as Earth does. They have zoos and stuff, but it was only after meeting our planet that they discovered that some animals can be pets. That they would be more than just for food. Since the introduction of Earth culture, some slave boys have started training as pet slaves. If they are taught at the age of four, they very well could forget that they were anything else but pets. I will have a job there teaching the family we are living with, our culture and I'm going to help him train his slave to be act like a pet. I will get an account for that, but money is not a main focus in their society and it's not uncommon for things to be free or shared."

"Almost all sports have some sort of erotic element to it, and those that don't often have punishments, which may include free boy bondage, spankings, and forced sex. Spankings are very common and many also believe that slaves should be spanked daily to remind them of their status. "

"Despite the fact that slaves are spanked and bound, they are usually treated lovingly, and almost a member of the family unit. But some individuals differ on this, and each opinion is respected as long as the slave isn't killed or tortured. The government sends out random checks to make sure slaves are not treated too badly. Slaves often wear collars that can sense when an owner is too rough with them, which is also a crime there. The emphasis is on loving discipline, not torture and kids as young as seven take classes on the treatment of a slave."

"Despite there being fifteen continents, wars are almost unheard of. Dispute of often handled quickly and efficiently. The crime rate is very, very low. Most inhabitants will share whatever they have willingly, but there are some items that are very personal." He looked up at his mother. "Well those are the basics. I have a question."

***

His mother smiled figuring Ryan would do fine. "Go ahead. You need to know everything."

"Well, um, first… Do I have to, you know… do dad orally?" He sounded disgusted.

His mother thought for a moment. "It wouldn't hurt. But you could have your slave do it for you, until you get used to their culture that is. I'm not thrilled with it either, but we have to at least try. Maybe you could start with mutual masturbation."

Ryan turned very red. "I guess we could go into the sleeping quarters and try it. I'm not looking forward to it. I'll tell you that. I've only been jerking for about two years, and only just started to spurt just a month ago. Sorry, mom for the crudeness, but it's the way the planet talks. I'll be the only boy with a circumcised wiener."

His mother hugged Ryan. "Sexual words won't be off limit anymore and you'll be free to say them whenever you want. And you may not know this, but many members of the society are trying the circumcised look, so you never know. You may see more circumcised wieners. What was your other question?"

He looks at his mothers stomach. "When the baby is born and turns one… will they, um, have to learn to eat and swallow cum? Will he or she have to get a shot so they don't poop? Will they have to learn to suck cock?"

It was his mother's turn to sigh. "I'm afraid yes on every question. They are a very loving culture, and we have to conform to it if we want to live there. But I won't force you to do anything with your sibling, and I only hope he's not a true submissive. I don't know if humans can even get that gene. I guess I'll have to teach him to be forceful if it's a boy. Why don't you go into the sleeping quarters and I'll send your father in there so you can try masturbation with him. If I wouldn't know any better, I'd say he's looking forward to all of this."

Ryan hung his head. "Okay, mom. I'll try. I'll wait for him in our cabin." Ryan walked down the halls to his room. He had a room all to himself which was rare for such a small ship. But it just worked out that way. The room had a bed, nightstand, dresser,3D entertainment and video center, but did not have much room for much else. The bed was a simple double bed.

Ryan closed the door behind him and began to wonder how he should approach this. He didn't think he was ready to just jump in and start jerking off his dad. Damn that was so weird to say in his head. Jerking off his dad. It was still view as wrong by many people and a guy could get teased if anyone found out he jerked himself, let along his father.

Ryan stood there for a moment and opened up the view port so he could see the stars whizzing by. He still couldn't fathom how he saw light flickering by like streaks, when they were going faster than light. He never understood that, and it never made sense to him, but it didn't seem important enough to ask anyone.

He took a long cleansing breath and took off his shoes and socks. He got a room with a nice carpet on the floor at least, and it was warm and soft on his naked feet. He was getting nervous, and slowly took off his shirt. He had only very few, fine hairs on his chest. He was an athletic boy and his muscles were just starting to develop.

He looked down at his nipples wondering what it would feel like to make milk or to nurse a baby. Whenever he jerked off, he never touched his nipples while doing so, and now he was considering it. He relented at the last moment deciding to try it later. He pushed down his shorts and left only his white briefs on. He wasn't ready to do more than that. He was almost shaking with apprehension.

A knock came to the door making him jerk. He didn't think his dad would be there that fast. He opened the door and his father came in. His father was a good two feet [60 cm] taller than he was, as he had not got his growth spurt yet. At least now, he could stare at the man's neck when looking straight ahead. He was already taller than his father when he was that age.

"Son, you look scared to death. I promise you, I won't hurt you." Ryan didn't say anything for a moment. "I won't go too fast for you. We can take our time. We have almost two more hours before we reach the planet and have to get all our stuff packed." He looked down at his son with a slight smile. "I tell you what. I'll just get into my briefs too and then we will start out by just talking. You look like you have a lot on your mind. " Bill took his shirt off and Ryan's eyes bugged out.

"Dad! What happened to your chest hair?" Bill was always a little hairy on the chest and back, but now he was as smooth as silk. The only hair he could see at the moment, besides his head, seemed to be under the arms, and they were trimmed short.

Bill chuckled "Well, son; as you know, the Dannibarians don't have much body hair. Even the adults are not hairy. Some only get hair on their crotch and underarms and on their head. There are even a few that only get hair on their heads. So, I thought it would be best to fit in; so I had most of my body waxed or trimmed."

Ryan shrugged. "Okay dad. Please don't expect me to wax." he joked.

There was an uncomfortable silence, as Bill continued to strip to his briefs. "Okay, do you know what your mother and I will be doing on the planet?"

Ryan sat on the bed. "Yeah, Mom's going to be live at the breeding center and her job will be tackling the age problem, trying to get the Dannibarians to live over 40, and you are going to be tackling the breeding problem, trying to make it possible for those over 16 to have kids."

Bill nodded as he sat next to his son. "That's right. Now, what do you know of the family that we will be living with?"

Ryan smiled at the attempt to distract his nervousness. "Well, Tar is the adult in the family, He is 24 cycles old and has one adopted son, named Dell. Dell is eleven and has a eight year old slave named Cannon. Tar is a slave trainer and trains five and six year olds how to be proper slaves. So, I'll be at the house alone at lot with just Dell and Cannon and my slave. Dad, have they told you anything about my slave yet?"

Bill shook his head. "No, they want to keep it a secret. I do know his name it Toby. I don't know his age, or what he looks like. At least you know his name now." He saw his son looking at the floor. "Are you afraid of first meeting your new slave?"

"More like nervous. I know that traditionally, the new slave orally pleases his new master upon meeting him." He shifted his feet. "Even if it's out in public." he looked up at his father. "Dad, I'm not sure if I'm ready to be on a planet full of gay boys."

Bill laughed and covered his mouth to stifle it. "Son. They don't think of it as gay, even though there is nothing wrong with being gay. They think of it as curiosity and pleasure, and most of the planet is males. When you rub your cock, it feels good. When they rub their cock, it feels good. So why not rub each others cock? No one gets hurt. Try to just live in the moment. That is their philosophy. It's experimentation and pleasure and they see it as a type of love, not lust. Yes, it can be intense, and humans think of it as lust, but the people on the planet see it as normal. Something to be shared."

Ryan looked into his father's eyes. "Dad, humans still think that boys and adults shouldn't do those things. Why hasn't our government tried to change them?"

Bill touched the top of Ryan's hand and patted it. "A very long time ago, when we first set out to explore space, we adopted the Prime Directive, which was based on a very old television show. We are not to interfere with the customs of a planet, no matter how much we disagree with those customs."

He took a breath. "A lot of humans avoid the planet because of their views. Most trade routes even go around the whole area of space. But, because of their unique commodity – slave boys – other humans go out of their way to trade with them. Sex with boys and slaves are the planet's largest trade commodity, and the Dannibarians are more than happy to trade sex and slaves for other goods or even credits."

"Well," Ryan started. "It still feel weird to even think of doing things with other boys and men. I'm not sure if I can even get it up with you here."

Bill thought for a moment."Hmmm, let me ask you this. I know you have been studying the planet's history and customs. Is there anything that gets you aroused that you have seen?"

Ryan blushed a deep red. "Yeah. um. I, um, jerk off at their wrestling competitions."

Bill smiled softly. "I actually don't know a thing about that. Tell me about it, but let's take off our underwear first." Bill didn't wait on his son. Soon he was standing and his fingers were in the elastic and easing the fabric down until his cock sprung into view. His crotch was nice and trim, his balls were low. His full 9 inches [23 cm] were standing at attention before he sat back down.

Ryan stood up slowly and eased his own briefs down. His crotch had only the beginning of fuzz like hair, a lighter shade than his darker brown hair on his head. His cock was not erect, but it did look like a smaller version of Bill's. When erect, it would only be 5 inches [13 cm] and his growth spurt hadn't hit yet. His balls also looked like two pendulums thanks to the shot he was given.

Ryan looked at his father's erection. "How can you be big? I'm so nervous, I can't concentrate to make it get up."

Bill's voice was calm and loving. "Son, all I'm thinking about it how good you are going to feel and how handsome you are. That's enough for me." Ryan blushed and the two sat back down. "Okay son, tell me, with lots of details, about their wrestling. Try to just think of it and not me or you. Just go with the feelings and I'm sure it will come to life."

Ryan smiled slightly. "Well, first off they pair up kids about the same age and size so it's fair. And, of course, they are all naked. They put a ring gag in each player's mouth to keep it in an 'o' shape, and do the same with the asshole. So, as they are wiggling around, you always see in their mouth or in their ass."

Ryan's cock started to rise to half mast. "You can win a point or two, one of two way. You can get your cock in the mouth or ass for one point; or you can try to get the other guy to have an orgasm for two. The officials get the boy's cock hard by usually sucking it, then put an a special penis band on it so it won't go down, and so it can detect if they have an dry orgasm."

Ryan's cock was full staff now jutting up from his body. Bill reached over and caressed the young teenager's cock in his hand. "Tell me about the one you jerk off to the most." Bill suggested. Ryan leaned back a little on the bed and kept his eyes closed. His breathing became deeper.

"Well, my favorite one so far was these two eight year old boys. Dad, I didn't think that Dannibarians could have twins, but that's what these two were. They were alike in every detail. They both had beach sand colored hair, that was cut short in the same bowl style. Both had very round, large eyes that made them look more like animated characters. The color of their eyes were a Navy blue color and their iris took up half their eyes. Their ears were pointed to a tip and that tip was slightly curved forward and pointing slightly upward."

"Dad their skin was completely tanned. It was even, and not a trace of tan line anywhere. Even their tiny cocklets were tanned and when they touched, it was hard to tell where one kid started and the other kid ended. And, dad, their cocks were uncut with foreskin still intact and the extra skin came to a point. They must have been wrestling a while because you could see the start of some muscles in their arms and legs. They looked like clones, bur I found out they are brothers."

Bill started to ease the skin on Ryan's shaft up and down a little. He pushed back his son's skin, but without the extra foreskin, it was more difficult to get a good rhythm going, So, Bill stopped for a moment and picked up his pants and got out some KY jelly and lubed up his right hand. Ryan held out his hand, and Bill applied it as well. Ryan touched his father's erection for the very first time. It was warm and spongy, just like his. Hard and soft at the same time. It felt good in his hand as he started to jerk off his father. "Keep going." Bill suggested.

Ryan took long strokes of Bill's 9 inches [23 cm] while Bill stroked Ryan's 5 inches [13 cm]. The hands pulled over the head and all the way down to the base. "Um, well the two boys were facing off. Their robin egg sized balls were bound with some sort of string which made them look bigger and wouldn't allow them to shrink into the body, but wouldn't stop the cocks from twitching. Oh, dad that feels good."

"Um, the boys' mouths were in a permanent circular shape do to the ring gag wrapped around their faces. The hole would be perfect for the cock to enter. Their butt cheeks were pried open towards the opening and a anal ring was in that hole as well. Because they don't poop, it was the same tan color as the rest of their body when the light hit it just right. Ahhhh!"

"Keep going son. You are doing well too." His father matched Ryan's slower pace. The hand of each person slid up the shaft, until it covered the mushroom head and only a little was left in the hand. Then the hand slid back down again to the base, pushing the swollen nuts. Normally they would shrink by now, but kept the fuller shape. Bill's cock still had some hairs on the balls, but Ryan's was still hairless on his wrinkled sacks.

"Well, um, they started off when one boy, let's call him 'A', knocked the other boy down, let's call him 'B'. It was a surprise move that you could tell B was not expecting. A came very close to getting that cock right into his mouth in less than five seconds. A was poised with his cock just inches from B's ring gag. His legs pressing forward with all his might. His hands trying to pin the other boy's hands to the mat. B's hands were on A's thighs, pushing back with all his might. Their faces were contorted with effort and sweat was forming on their brows. They were pretty even in strength being twins and all. It was a test of endurance. Ohhh! I like that."

Bill had concentrated on the head of his son's penis using his fingers to roll the flesh between them. Ryan was trying his best to copy his father feeling the edge of the mushroom head in his fingers, working that flesh back and forth, now using both hands. His eyes were still shut. His father groaned with lust. Precum started to ooze out of Bill's cock and dribbled on the outside of Ryan's talented hands as did Ryan's cock started to ooze pre also.

Ryan continued. "Anyways, B lifted is legs off the mat, his anal ring was open and you could see deep inside. He used his leg to get around A's neck and flopped his back on the floor. B twisted his body with grace and flipped A over onto his back. Before the boy could recover, B was on top of A and he started to rub cock to cock. B had A pinned down… ooohhhh! By, by… by his arms. He didn't go for the quick one point to the mouth, but was going for the two points, uuuuhhhh, trying to get A to cum first."

Bill groaned loudly this time, Ryan was now jerking fast like a piston of a classic automobile. His hand was jutting up and down with a fast speed. Bill mirrored his son's movements. Bill understood that it was also a contest between him and his son to see who would cum first, and the game was on

"A took that as a challenge and humped B back with gusto. They…they, ummmm, were trying, Ohhhh! To… to get each other. Uhhhh! To cum first for two points instead of one. Eight year old humping the cock of another eight year old, mashing their cocks together like sticks trying to start a fire.. Their bound balls clacking together like castanets. When one pushed forward, the skin pulled back while the other boy's skin pushed upward. Then when one pulled back, it was just… just the… the opposite… Then…"

Ryan and Bill both let out a long moan, and cum spurted up in the air from both father and son. The adjustment to their balls, made the cum spurt out slowly rather than forceful spurts. The experience last almost 30 whole seconds of orgasmic bliss, the spurts were slow, like a waterfall flowing over each others hand. Ryan grunted with his father as the pleasure lasted so much longer than they were used to.

They were both leaning back a little and cum oozed out over their cocks, balls, and onto their stomachs. Ryan took a long sigh, his mouth had a large smile. "Um, long story short, it was a tie. Dad, that felt so cool pulsing in my hand. It was so neat. I would not mind doing that again sometime."

Bill was still breathing a little hard himself. "Oh, my pleasure son. See, no harm done. We both made each other feel good. I wish all humans would see it this way. Just innocent fun, even tough is made quite a mess."

Ryan looked at his hand all covered in his father's cum. He closed his eyes and sucked it off, making a slurping sound. He opened his eyes. "Not as bad as I thought. It feels a little weird in my mouth, but it's not gross."

Bill took his own hand and slurped his son's semen off of his hand. "I like the taste of it. Dannibarians have a popular sweet fruit they turn into candy that they eat a lot. So I heard their cum is sweeter than ours. But that might just be rumor. Do you still feel nervous?"

Ryan shrugged. "I think I'll always be a little nervous until we settle in. But I do feel better. Thanks dad."

"No problem son. Let's get cleaned up." Bill replied.

***

After Ryan and his father cleaned up and redressed, they packed their suitcases. During this time, Ryan kept thinking back to that wonderful jerking session with his father and found himself getting an occasional erection. He may have tried more things if the ship wasn't landing on the surface.

Ryan and Bill took the suitcases to the departure area where Ryan's mother was waiting on them. The section was full of people, almost all were men and boys waiting to depart also. There was one human boy, about the age of seven, who was naked with his hands tied with twine behind his back. He was smiling.

There was a large window to look outside and Ryan took his eyes off the young human boy and decided it would be best to look there instead. He watched the view as they descended. He could see other ships landing in the distance. The place was busy and reminded of a shuttle port back on Earth.

Once the ship landed and it would be a moment before they could disembark. Ryan's eyes widened at the scenes outside. There were native, naked boys everywhere, and only a hand full of native adults. But there were plenty of tourist adults and even tourist boys wondering around.

Over in one section, was a young boy in stocks with a sign saying Fuck my slave boy's ass for trade goods or credits. A tourist from another ship was walking up to the boy in the stocks, examining his ass, and talking to an older boy who was standing next to the boy in stocks. The boy in stocks looked to be about eight and the older boy about eleven. Their pointed elf ears and large eyes were very attractive on the two naked citizens.

Ryan decided not to watch that exchange, as his eyes wondered over to a naked native boy, about the age of five or six, had his lips surrounding the cock of tourist. The little elf eased more and more of the penis until he had the thing all the way in down his throat, and sucking greedily. The boy with him looked to be 17 and naked as well (not to mention, very well endowed), and had several crates of Earth fruits before him. There was a line of tourists ready to take their turn on the very young lad. Each tourist in line had a crate of Earth fruits ready to be traded for a cocksucking session with the boy. The 17 year old's slave was moving the crates to a hovercart and inspecting the contents of each crate very carefully.

Ryan's eyes drifted again to a slave boy being spanked with a paddle from one male and sucking the cock of another, while his owner had a pile of Earth action figures stacked in front of him. The owner was playing with the action figure as the adults took turns spanking the slave and getting sucked. The owner hardly looked up to make sure his slave was okay.

There was not a place Ryan could not look that did not show some sort of the same thing. Each owner trying their best to sell their slave boy's services, and even the free boys seemed to get into the act on several occasions or very young boys. There was even one Earth woman clad in black leather, who was trying to buy a slave boy from one of the owners. She had a riding crop in her hand.

The whole thing was a little strange and unnerving to Ryan. He knew this thing happened, but to see it in real life instead of 3D images just made it too real. He felt a little sick to his stomach, but was starting to sport a woody at the same time. He did not understand his arousal.

His mother patted him on the leg. "It's hard to get used to. I've accepted their culture and it's going to be strange letting teenagers have sex with me on a daily basis. I'm going to miss the both of you." She hugged Ryan and then Bill giving them both kisses on the cheeks. Bill got a long sexual french kiss with his hug.

Over the intercom, it announced it was time to disembark. Ryan took a deep breath, and followed his parents and other passengers out of the small ship. His mother went one way giving them both another hug first, and Bill and Ryan went another way. Ryan gazed over to see the human boy, who was on the ship, and what looked like his father, meeting up with a eleven year old slave boy and his eight year old slave.

The adult hugged the human boy and said something to him which had him nodding. Before Ryan could even get very far, the adult had the native slave boy by the shackled hand and was already heading back to the ship. Ryan couldn't believe it; but it just seemed like a father just traded his son for a local slave. He didn't know how to feel about that. It was like some bizarre dream.

His father called to him to snap him out of his daze. He followed his parents down the crowded space port. Vendors were shouting at them from all angles trying to get them to try out their slaves. What Ryan thought was the most bizarre, was that all the slaves seemed happy. They seemed happy to sell their bodies and be spanked, and be bound, and so on.

***

Ryan had seen pictures of Dell, Tar, and Cannon, so he tried to keep a lookout for the trio and his new slave. Finally, he spotted them in the distance, but another boy was behind Tar. Ryan suspected the was told to stand behind him so the surprise of what he looked like would be missed. Tar was not naked, which was rare, but he was easy to spot because of this.

Tar was about 5 foot 8 inches [1.73 m] tall. A lot of the race was slightly smaller than humans, making his father's 6 foot [1.80 m] frame to loom above everyone we passed. Tar had milk chocolate brown hair, that was very short like most of the citizens of the planet. His ears were sort compared to some of the others, and pointed straight up, and his very circular eyes were sea blue. He was the only one wearing clothing and only boxers.

Tar's adopted eleven year old son Dell, stood about four foot [1.20 cm] tall. He had darker brown hair than Tar. His ears were more rounded than most of the natives, and had barely a point to it at all. His skin was very evenly tanned all over, as was most of the boys on the planet since they spend most of their days outside. His eyes were closer to human sized, but still round, and an azure blue.

Dell's slave was eight years old and named Cannon. He was three and a half foot [1.05 m] tall, with his hands bound behind his back with rope that was tight enough to make an indention in the skin. His hair was almost the exact color of Dell's, but his eyes were gold in color. His ears were very pointed to a sharp looking tip and was pointing forward, making them look like horns. Cannon had and earring in each ear by the uppermost tip.

Ryan could not see the boy behind Tar very well, and he could tell they were doing this on purpose for some sort of reveal. Tar stepped forward, and before he could speak Cannon sank to his knees. "Master Dell, May I suck Bill's cock and swallow his seed as a show of welcome?"

There was a tiny lag time in what he said, and when the translator translated his words to English. After a while that lag time would go away as the translator behind the right earlobe got used to the language spoken most often. Dell smiled. "Yes, you may slave, but make sure it's okay with the human first. They have different customs."

Bill nodded his approval and Ryan was straining to see behind Tar. His mind wondered where Tar's slave was. Surely he didn't just disappear just because he was an adult. But as he walked by all of the people in the space port, he didn't see any adult slaves, only boy slaves. But his mind was more on his new slave Toby.

Tar turned around and spoke to the boy, and he stepped out into view. He looked to be only seven years old. He had auburn hair, and emerald green eyes that were the most human like in shape and size of the group, His ears were the most elf like that Ryan had seen in pictures and drawing. They were thick and had a slight point to them. He had large, heavy looking iron shackles on his wrists and ankles. There was a thick, long, chain connecting the wrists, and another one connecting the ankles. His shackled arms were in front of him.

As Ryan looked over the slave boy, he noticed one main thing. The boy was circumcised. Ryan's eyes opened wide in disbelief. Had he had a circumcision for him? The tiny flaccid cock was only about an inch and a half [4 cm] long and rested on robin egg sized balls. The boy had an apricot colored skin, and was not tanned like most of the boys.

The slave sank to his knees getting on the ground quickly. "You are my new master. I will obey your every command. I hope to make you happy and please you as often as you see fit. Would you prefer a human greeting of a hug, or a Dannibarian greeting of a cock suck?"

There was no lag time in his speech. He was talking English. Ryan knew that Tar trained slaves, some were specially trained for clients. Some could take pain better, others would embarrass easily, and still others could fuck for hours on end without ever climaxing. Tar must have trained him to speak English to make Ryan feel better. Ryan would not be the only one with untanned skin and an uncut penis. This made him smile.

But it also made his heart quicken. Here was a choice. He could take a simple hug and be done with it. To his left, Cannon was already licking on his father's cock, having taken down his shorts to his knees. Cannon was still on his knees. His face was the perfect height to reach Bill's erection. His young tongue was presently licking the piss slit and the mushroom head.

Ryan kept telling himself he had to embrace the culture. He read up on every major cultural exchange, and reread the ones that included teenagers or kids. The best way to approach a cultural exchange is to dive in and show respect for the customs of the planet. He blushed.. "I… I would very much like to have my cock sucked please. I do kinda want to try it."

Dell turned his attention away from his slave and to Ryan. His mind was in disbelief. It was almost inconceivable that the boy had not had oral sex before this. "Want to try it? You mean you've never had it sucked before? Ever? I can't remember a time that I hadn't been sucked. That is so weird," he said a little disrespectfully.

Tar gave Dell a dirty look as Ryan turned a darker red color from embarrassment. He had been trying to keep his son up on Earth culture, but Dell found a lot of it boring. There were so many rules, and a lot of them didn't make sense to the eleven cycle old native boy. Tar said very calmly, "You know their customs are different than ours. They don't get sucked daily like we often do."

Bill moaned loudly and the young boy now taking his cock tip in his mouth. The eight cycle old boy was easing a little more and a little more cock down his throat. He was taking his time and making sure Bill was loving every second of it.

Meanwhile, Toby scooted up to Ryan. He cupped his hand over Ryan's zipper and unzipped his pants. Toby took out just the cock, leaving the balls inside the fabric. He wrapped his hands around the rising cock so no one else would watch him be sucked. Even Ryan could see anything, and could only feel it. The seven cycle old boy wrapped the whole thing in his mouth. Ryan could feel the warmth of his mouth. Toby's tongue drifted along the bottom of the cock. Ryan could see his cheeks sink in as the boy sucked.

Cannon still had his hands bound behind his back. Bill held his 10 inches [25 cm] of manhood and the boy would take a little bit in his mouth at a time. He eased more and more down his throat, then he backed off a bit, He pushed the cock in and eased it back out. Bill got the message and started to fuck the boy's tender mouth as he moaned loudly. His hips rocked back and forth as he held the boy's head in place with his hands. He started out slow and bottomed out each time he thrust forward.

Toby kept the cock covered as Ryan gained confidence. His 5 inches [13 cm] were in full force now. Toby kept the whole thing in his mouth and Ryan could feel him trace the outline of his cock. Toby even circled the and made slurping noises. Because no one could see the action, it was more like a soft porno. Dell and Tar were watching Bill and Cannon more than Toby and Ryan because they could see the action.

Dell looked up at his adopted father and smiled. He walked over and lifted his arms up, expecting to be picked up. Tar grabbed his adopted son and flipped him over so his cock was at his mouth and his crotch would be at Dell's mouth. It was a standing 69. Dell opened the flap of the boxers, and took out Tar's cock. Being upside down did not bother the boy at all. It was obvious they have done this before.

As Tar's cock came into view, his was also uncircumcised, and only 8 inches [20 cm] long, but already sporting an erection. The eleven cycle old took the cock and started to lick it with long licks under it, much like a Popsicle. His legs wrapped around Tar's neck so he wouldn't have to hold the boy up. Tar took the young boy's cock into his own mouth, his hands on the boys butt cheeks and squishing them.

Ryan looked around and saw so many boys and men, naked and in various acts of sex. "Oh what the hell." He took off his shirt and flung it on the ground, then he let his shorts and undies fall. Toby looked up at Ryan. "Did you need help taking those off Master?"

It felt so strange to be called Master, and all Ryan could do was nod. With one hand still covering Ryan's cock, Toby took the other hand and helped Ryan out of his clothes, leaving only sandals, as was the fashion of most. Even though both slaves didn't even wear those.

When Toby went back to sucking the 13 year old's cock. Ryan reached down and tapped his hands. Toby understood, and put his hands down. It was time to embrace the culture. He would allow anyone to see the action, and that made his stomach flutter.

Bill saw his son undressed and soon followed and Dell took off Tar's boxers as well, so everyone was naked if you don't count the ropes and shackles and sandals. Toby was sucking Ryan's cock. Cannon was sucking Bill's, and Tar and Dell were sucking each other.

It was too much for Ryan. He grunted and shot his hot seed into his slave's mouth. Toby opened his mouth as if proud and displaying it. This seemed to cause a chain reaction, as Bill followed suit, then Dell, then Tar felt Dell's cock twitch in his mouth. Dell swallowed.

Dell was flipped right side up and let down, so his feet would be on the floor. "You have to give the slaves permission to swallow. You never know when you want them to play with it, or keep it in there as long as possible. Cannon, you may swallow." Cannon gulped and showed his empty mouth.

Ryan took a deep breath. "Um… Toby… you can swallow if you want." He swallowed and displayed his empty mouth.

"Okay, let's grab a hover shuttle," Tar called out.

Ryan looked at the two slaves and saw they were both erect. "Um… Just a sec… Aren't we going to, you know… Let them feel good too?"

Dell laughed. "They are slaves. It doesn't matter if they cum or not. We can play with them when we get home. There is no hurry."

Ryan felt bad that the slaves didn't get to do anything themselves. "Well… I have a question before we leave… Can, I, um command somebody else's slave?"

Dell gave Ryan a big smiled. "Okay, Slave owning 101. You command your slave to do anything. You can tell him to obey me, ignore me and so on and your slave will follow your command first. They even learn quickly how to identify your voice, just in case they are blindfolded. Next, you can command my slave, and he will look at me first to make sure it's okay. I'll either nod or shake my head. If I say yes, he obeys you."

He glanced over at his slave. "If I wasn't here, and you commanded my slave, they would do as you ask as long as you don't command them to seriously hurt themselves, or that it doesn't contradict anything else I have commanded. Why do you ask."

Ryan blushed. "Well, I… I've never seen a, um, butt fucking up close… and I was curious, and I thought I could use the practice commanding them. That's all." It was a partial lie, as he did want the slaves to feel good as they did. But there was some truth in what he had said.

Dell gestured to the slaves. "Practice away."

Ryan cleared his throat. "Toby! I command you to butt fuck and jerk off Cannon until you both orgasm." Toby called out. "Yes Master. Thank you Master." Cannon looked up at Dell who nodded that it was okay. Cannon bent over and Toby lined up. Cannon's ass was already starting to make its natural lube, a trait that all males had on the planet. No jelly, lotion, grease, or anything else would be needed.

Cannon relaxed his anal muscles and Toby pushed his cock in the dark passageway. Toby reached around Cannon and grabbed hold of his cock and started to jerk him off at the same time. It didn't take long before Toby was cramming that cock in and out of that nice tanned ass.

Ryan couldn't look away. "So, um what would have happened if I ordered Toby to fuck, and you ordered Cannon not to be fucked. Who would win?"

Dell patted Ryan on the back. "Toby would try his best and not stop trying until he was told to stop or he achieved his goal. The same goes for Cannon. He wouldn't stop trying to keep away from Toby. We do that all the time, because its fun to watch two submissive slaves trying to be forceful. After a while, a winner is obvious, and the looser gets punished for not obeying his Master. It doesn't matter how hard he tried."

Ryan was starting to get hard again watching the two young boys fuck. Toby grunted first, but didn't stop fucking that ass because Cannon had not had an orgasm yet. He was wanking away like a madman. A moment later, Cannon finished, the Toby withdrew. "I hope that pleased you Master."

Ryan just nodded. He just wanted to let the slaves feel an orgasm too. But he had to admit. He liked giving the order that Toby had to follow. Tar hailed a hover shuttle and soon Ryan would be off to his new home.

Chapter 2
Home

Ryan couldn't believe all the sex around him. No matter where he looked, he saw some sort of sex, bondage, or discipline action. It was a little hard to take in, and he had just made his slave fuck another slave's ass. Tar whistled for a hover shuttle and it made its way over, as he was still trying to take it all in.

Ryan was about to pick up his suitcases., but quickly Toby, his slave, bowed his head low. His wrists and ankles were still shackled with that thick iron shackles that Ryan would have thought would look right for some sort of medieval setting. "Please Master. " Toby said. "This is what I am here for. Please allow me to load your luggage for you."

Ryan packed a lot of toys and Earth memories, plus there was a case full of clothing he was sure he would never wear. "Thank you Toby," Ryan said politely. Dell laughed and shook his head. "You don't have to thank them. Cannon, help Toby with Bill's and Ryan's stuff." His voice was firm and assured.

Cannon bowed his head. "Yes Master," Ryan was wondering how in the world Cannon would be able to help with his hands bound by rope behind his back. Ryan didn't have to wait long for an answer. He simply turned with his naked butt to the suitcases , bent his knees, and picked the luggage up with no problem behind his back. The hover shuttle landed straight down, and the wind blew from under it, kicking up a little dust.

The shuttle looked more like a small hover bus, than a hover taxi. Ryan took a double look at the driver. He was younger than he was, perhaps as young as 10 years old, The only thing he wore was a cap that said "Shuttle Inc." And Ryan could tell by the lag time that the words were translated into English.

The top had a luggage rack, and it had enough seats for two in the front, and four in the back. Plus there was a wire cage on the back with a sign saying. "All slaves must ride in the cages. No exceptions please." The cage looked like it would be a cramped ride with both slaves back there. Cannon swayed his body rocking his arms left and right, then with an easy twist, he let go, landing the luggage right on the top of the shuttle. The driver stood on top of the shuttle and put the luggage in place, waiting for each piece.

Dell patted the cage's side bringing Ryan's attention back to reality. "Believe it or not, you can fit four or five slaves in there. My friends from school and I got our slaves together and tried to cram five of them in. We got four and a half in." He chuckled. "The fifth had to keep his head out of the cage. It was so funny."

Ryan gave a nervous chuckle, but he didn't really find it funny at all. Forcing five humans in a cage that looked too small for even two. But such was the society of this planet. He wasn't sure what to say so just said. "Okay." Cannon was able to bend his knees and grab things from behind his back to pick it up. He looked almost nonchalant about the whole thing.

The driver latched all the suitcases down. Bill and Tar got into the front seat next to the driver, and the Ryan watched Cannon and Toby cram into the cage with only a little room to spare. Ryan found himself watching Toby's butt as he wiggled his way into the cage. He blushed just a little when he saw Dell staring at him with a smirk on his face. "Cute butt isn't it?" Dell asked. Ryan nodded still blushing.

Dell and Ryan got into the back seat, and Ryan had almost forgotten he was still naked. It wasn't until he was sitting there and he didn't know where to put his hands. Should he try to cover his willy? Or should he try to keep them to the side? Dell didn't even seem to notice Ryan's slight discomfort.

Ryan could talk to Dell while they traveled. He looked over the docking scene one more time. Kids as young as six were doing many different sex scene. Then a thought crossed his mind. "So, um. I noticed that there are no four year olds or younger kids. I thought some were taught to suck cock at a very young age."

Dell laughed as he felt the shuttle start to drift upward. "Most of the younger stuff is a private affair until they turn about six. I doubt you'll actually see any kids younger than that doing things outside of a home. Most kids don't even start oral or anal stuff until then. I think I was five when I sucked my first cock, but never had anal until I was six."

Ryan looked confused because that's not what the brochures suggested. But then they were designed to bring in all sorts of visitors. "Don't slaves learn sex stuff that early? "

Dell leaned back with a big grin on his face, his hands behind his head. "My dad is a slave trainer. And I want to be one when I get older – like 13 or 14. So, I know a lot about it. Even though four year olds are tested by our government to see if they are slaves, many train at home, or don't go to a slave trainer until they are at least five.

As for those that do join at four years old… Well, you see, the first year – when they are just four; is learning the basics. Like how to pass the time when locked alone. How to handle blindfolds, and bindings. The object is to teach them to think of bindings like a comfortable blanket to keep them warm and safe at night. And that first month is just to get them comfortable being away from their fathers for the first time, as some never see them again after that."

Dell stretched his legs out. The sun was setting in the horizon, causing a multicolored display that was breathtaking. Dell continued. "In fact, most owners want their slaves to be anal virgins when they get them. They like the thought of being the first to penetrate that fine slave ass. And many even want an oral virgin as well. So, most don't even get sucked or have sucked another when they first meet their Master."

He patted the back of the shuttle. "I know for a fact that Toby is a true virgin. He's seen everything, and has learned all sorts of ways to do oral, but yours was his first real cock. He only practiced on dildos. Plus, my slave was his first ass he fucked, and his own ass is primed for you to be the first one to take him – or whomever you choose to fuck it."

This surprised Ryan. If he had known that Toby was a virgin, he may have played it out slower. He just wanted the slaves to have an orgasm as it didn't seem right that Masters got them, but slaves did not. But he did feel privileged to be Toby's first oral experience. And he did such a good job, that it he would have never had suspected that Toby had never had a cock in his mouth before. "I did like the fact that Toby covered my willy at first when sucking me."

Dell burst out into a hard laugh. "Willy? " then laughed some more. "Oh, that's a funny nickname for your cock. I don't think I heard that one before." Ryan blushed as Dell's laughter slowly subsided. "Sorry about that. But my father often gets requests for certain types of slaves. Some of those request come years in advance. We have a boy who's being trained to look like a girl and act like a girl. I believe humans call it a trap."

Ryan looked out the window again, and saw the heart of the city fade into the distance as, now, the sun had officially set. Dell continued his narrative. "My father goes out of his way to match the right personality to the right slave. He's known for over a year that you were coming here, and asked your dad all sorts of questions, from your favorite sport, to what you like to do when you relax. From what makes you angry, to what helps you get over that anger. Toby knows all of this. This is why he speaks English, and your translator doesn't have to translate like it does for me."

It was true, there was still a slight lag in the way Dell's mouth moved and what Ryan had heard. There was no lag when Toby spoke. He didn't even hear and accent. Ryan's hands had finally settled on his stomach, folded in each other. He still couldn't believe how much like a fictional elf all the inhabitant reminded him of. The larger eyes seemed so caring and innocent.

Then his mind drifted to Toby in particular. He was a handsome boy, not that Ryan ever considered those things before. He was so gentle and loving when he was sucking his cock. His emerald eyes seemed to make him feel so calm and loved. His auburn hair made his elf face look even more elf like. His tummy fluttered again, but could not understand why he didn't feel the same way with Dell, or Cannon, or even his father. He just ignored the thoughts. Then another thought popped into Ryan's head. "Hey, I have a question. Why don't I see more adult slaves? Even at the docking bay, there seemed to be more boys than men. Like, where is your father's slave?"

Dell answered promptly. "When a slave turns 17, they are taught how to live like free men – well semi free. They get jobs that most don't like; like sewer work, or construction work. By the time they turn 18, they get their own house and live their own life. Most don't get a slave of their own, or kids of their own. I know Bradley, my father's slave, often visits and they go to my dad's bedroom and fuck for hours." Then he chuckled. "Well those rare times that they actually wait to go into the bedroom. I swear last time, they went out of their way to fuck each other in front of me."

Dell gestured back towards where they just came from. "The docking bay is not the normal place. It is set up for those you call pedophiles to elicit their credits and goods. I know many come here as a quick layover to their real destination. Where else can you find a willing 7 cycle old to fuck or suck you and then be on your way?"

Dell looked out the window again. "Oh, we're here." Ryan looked out and saw a huge house. It was like a mansion. It was three stories tall, and could fit his small house in there ten times over. It had golf course lawns, three huge outdoor pools, and had many triangle shapes imbedded in most of the stone work. Dell saw the look in Ryan's eyes. "My father makes good money selling slaves."

Ryan felt the descent of the shuttle as it landed. "I can see that," he said with his eyes wide, trying to take in every pillar and object. They even had a hedge maze at the side of the house. "Cool. Why are there so many triangle shapes?"

Dell never thought that question before. "I don't know. Almost all the houses have some sort of geometrical shapes carved in them. My father just so happens to prefer triangles. It' s the most common theme. Rectangles are popular too. I guess it's art."

Ryan just nodded, his mother liked flowers, he liked space ships, and his father liked fishing pictures. He supposed it was much like that. The driver got out and the group stated to file out of the shuttle. The slaves were the last ones out, since their cage was locked and they had to wait for it to be unlocked. Tar patted Ryan on his bare back. "It is traditional to wait until you are inside before unbinding your slave. Most slaves have to be bound in some way if they are not on your property, unless they are performing some task which makes it impossible to do restrained. Once they are unbound, they are free to roam around the place until bedtime.

Ryan looked around at the immense building and grounds before him. He looked around and saw that their yard was larger than any golf course he had ever seen on Earth. He had to strain his eyes to see any neighboring houses. His trance was broken as he saw Toby and Cannon taking in his and his father's luggage inside, with Cannon's hands still behind his back, but not even slowing him down.

Ryan entered the entryway. It opened up with rooms in every direction and a marble staircase right ahead spiraling upward. The walls and pictures, and even the stairs were adorned with triangular patterns. It almost felt like they were leading them in a direction. "Don't worry," Dell said, "Your room is not all triangles and they blend into the background after a while."

The slaves started to take the luggage upstairs. "Wait!" Ryan called out. "Can we please have them unbound first?" It was a simple request and Ryan still wasn't used to seeing boys tied and shackled all the time. "D–does anyone have a key to Toby's shackles?"

Tar answered his question. "Ryan is right, you want Cannon to stretch before binding him for bed time don't you Dell? All you have to do Ryan, is to announce that you are Toby's Master and that you command them to let him loose. They won't come off from anyone else who is not his Master."

It was one thing to have a slave, and yet another thing to admit vocally that he Toby was his Slave. Ryan got a little nervous, but knew he would have to do it if he wanted Toby to be free, even for a while. He knew that slaves slept bound in some fashion. He approached Toby who was descended to his knees as soon as Ryan approached him.

"I am Toby's Master. Shackles release him." The shackles made a small beep sound and started to open slowly. A small whirling sound could be heard if listened closely. The shackles on his arms fell to the floor with a clang, and his ankle ones came off as well, but since Toby was kneeling, hardly any sound could be heard. While the shackles were coming off, Dell started to untie Cannon's rope.

This was the first time Ryan would see his slave fully naked. Even though they didn't wear clothing, he still felt like Toby was wearing something because of his shackles. His slave was very handsome little boy, with apricot colored skin, that auburn hair, those elf ears, and especially those dreamy emerald eyes. Ryan knew it was customary to examine your slave when you first got them. "S–stand up please Toby, I mean slave, I wish to examine you."

Toby rose to his feet. "Yes Master." As Toby got up. Ryan did get to see Cannon naked for the first time as well. His wrists and arms had indentations in them where the rope had been. He rubbed his arms but was smiling. "Nice indent Master. That should take a while to wear off. I will wear it proudly for you."

Ryan's attention as drawn back to Toby who was standing naked before him with his head bowed in respect. Ryan's stomach fluttered again. He didn't fully understand why he felt strange with Toby, but not with Cannon. There were differences between the two boys, of course, but not enough to explain his feelings. And he wasn't even sure what feelings he was feeling. But his mind wondered what it would be like to kiss the boy or just touch him

Ryan could make Toby kiss him, and the power of control just made him more confused. His eyes were staring right at that flaccid little boy cock. He could not seem to look away. His own cock started to get semi erect. Why would he get even semi erect if he was just looking at his slave? Being 13 was confusing enough in the emotion department, but this was so much more confusing.

He took a deep breath as he realized everyone was watching him. He felt like he should cover his partial erection, and blushed but did not cover himself. He got closer and tilted Toby's head to look him right in the eye as Ryan was taller than Toby. Those large, emerald green eyes were looking right back at his own blue eyes. It melted his heart and all he felt was caring towards his slave.

He felt like he wanted to see what it was kissing was like, but with everyone watching, he wasn't sure. His breathing picked up just a little. He tried his best not to show anything was out of sorts, and turned Toby's head and looked over his pointed little ears and wondered what Toby would do if he nibbled on it. Ryan shook the feelings from his mind.

He walked behind Toby and ran his hand along the shoulder blades and down his spine. He was staring at the cute little bubble butt before him. He felt the nether cheeks, one globe in each hand an squeezed just slightly. It was so damn smooth, and he wondered if he was the first to feel the boy's ass. Ryan felt his own cock harden as the urge to taste his ass out swelled in his mind. "B–bend over please, slave Toby."

Toby bent over and asked politely. "Would you like me to open my butt cheeks for you Master so you may examine my hole?' There did seem to be a little want in his voice. Ryan seemed mesmerized by Toby's bent figure as he let go of the cheeks. "Y–yes please." His voice wavered. Toby took a ass globe in each hand and pried his cheeks apart for his Master.

Toby flexed his sphincter and some translucent liquid oozed out. It almost looked like he was kissing with his ass hole as the boy flexed his anal muscles for his new Master. There would be no tangy taste. There would be no shit to contend with, so it would not taste bad. Ryan blushed a little and bent over himself so his face was right at the pucker.

He didn't like being watched as he was about to taste a boy's ass hole, but such was the society of the planet. Sexual acts were often open for anyone to see. Some did do these things in private, but Ryan remembered he liked it when he pushed Toby's hands aside at the docking port allowing everyone to see him suck his cock. He just had to get over the initial shock of being watched.

He stuck out his tongue and licked across the lubed pucker with a sour face. He expected it to taste bitter, but it was sweet. Ironically, it was much like a cherry flavor. Toby moaned when Ryan licked across his pucker, and his young cock stood at attention. Ryan leaned further in and started to lick some more of that cherry flavored ass, even sucking up some of that natural lube. Then he pressed his tongue against the sphincter and pushed the tip in.

Toby moaned with joy, louder this time, and Ryan felt happy that he made Toby feel good. Ryan began to lick in and out of the hole, licking the insides, probing as deep as he could. The more Toby moaned, the more Ryan licked. The pucker yielded to his tongue a lot faster than he expected.

In and out, round and round Ryan's tongue went. His peripheral vision caught that everyone was erect watching him lick the boy's anus. This just made him go faster and harder with his tongue, as part of him was enjoying being watched now. Toby was gasping and moaning only after a few moments. "P–permission to cum…" It was too late. Ryan felt the anus flex on his tongue. The boy's erection was twitching with each pulse.

Toby hung his young head in shame. "I am so sorry Master. Please punish me as you see fit. A slave needs permission to have an orgasm." Ryan didn't want to punish his slave, but when a slave makes a mistake, they must be punished so they learn from them.

Ryan swallowed hard. "Your punishment will be that I will not fuck your ass as I was planning on doing. Nothing else will enter your ass until I see fit to change my mind." He looked right into those eyes. "Toby, I was planning on giving you your first blow job right here in front of everyone. But because you had an orgasm without permission, that will have to wait. Just knowing I was going to fuck you and suck you should be more than an appropriate punishment. Do you understand?"

Toby looked like he was about to cry. Even though he was a slave, he was still only 7 cycles old. He had crossed the line that a slave should never cross. This was a very severe punishment for a society that had sex so often. "Y–yes Master." Ryan felt so bad for dishing out the strange punishment, but at the same time, he felt powerful. He did not fully understand how this made Toby feel. He didn't understand that slaves often went without sexual gratification as their Masters relieved their urges. And to know that he would be denied a rare treat, was very heavy in his heart.

But in reality, Ryan just wasn't ready to do those things in front of everyone. He was unsure of his feeling of being watched as one moment he hated it and another moment he liked it. He didn't even continue to examine Toby, or even touch his little cock. Ryan thought he might lift the punishment when there weren't so many people around to watch. It still felt really strange to have sex in front of other. Plus, he was still trying to process exactly what he was feeling when he was with Toby.

Toby smiled weakly and Ryan felt horrible for punishing him. But Toby's smile widened and he didn't seem as sad anymore. "Thank you Master. Slaves are taught to cum only when their Master allows it. Your punishment was perfect for my 'crime'." Ryan gave Toby a quick hug, since the punishment didn't include that, but released quickly.

The two moons were casting their moonlights into the rooms from outside. Ryan took a deep breath. "I don't know about you, but I am starving. That little bit of ass cream did not fill me up," he said jokingly. The others laughed, breaking the tension in the room.

After dinner, which the slaves cooked and served, Dell suggested playing outside. Ryan had to admit, he was expecting a non stop orgy, and non stop sex. But, such was not the case. The slaves cleaned up the dishes, washed them, and put them away. It almost seemed normal, like a nudist family having a nice meal.

"Wait until you see Cannon kick that Earth soccer ball," Dell said. "He does a great job without shoes, and has been practicing playing with your Soccer balls for a while now." The adults stayed inside and talked and Ryan changed into his tennis shoes without socks.

The back yard was well lit with large lamps, and the slaves set up the goal nets. Ryan felt weird not helping with everything. When he was on Earth, he would always groan when he had to clear the table to clean the dishes. Here, he would never have to do that.

The kids played Soccer for about two hours. It was Cannon and Dell against, Ryan and Toby. Ryan was the largest of the four, but Cannon was the fastest., so it was pretty evenly matched. But they didn't keep score. They were just playing. And somehow, Ryan had forgotten that he was nude except his shoes. The soccer play helped him forget all about his strange feelings about Toby. Even though, he did catch himself watching that cute butt on occasion.

But the larger moon was almost straight overhead, and Dell called out that it was time to go in. Ryan needed a shower (as did the others), and wondered if Toby was supposed to wash him. Just before the group got to the door, Ryan was feeling a little bold and said. "Stop! It is time for me to finish examining my slave. Toby, you do not have my permission to cum. No matter what I do to you. Do you understand?"

Toby bowed his head feeling the shame again from cumming when he wasn't given permission earlier. "Yes, Master." Ryan had Toby stand under one of the lights outside, and it was a little easier doing this just in front of just Dell and Cannon. He felt a little more comfortable with just them and had gotten over his shyness of being nude all the time. Ryan examined Toby's ears first this time, and tweaked the pointed end. Toby smiled and his cock started to get hard.

Ryan was feeling a little naughty and bold. He got his face ever so close to Toby's face. His lips were almost touching the slave's lips. But he backed off suddenly. Then his lips brushed against Toby's neck and then ears. Toby's 7 cycle old cock was rock hard now. Ryan could feel the boy's breath on his nude body.

Ryan slowly worked his way down Toby, keeping his lips close to his body, but never touching him. Ryan got on his knees so his lips would be right next to Toby's cock. Toby could feel his hot breath on it. "Slave Toby," Ryan began, "have you ever been given a blow job before?"

"N… No Master. I have jerked many times though to teach myself how to control my orgasms." His 3 and a half erect inches [9 cm] was almost touching Ryan's lips as it was jutting straight out. His voice was full of anticipation.

"Oh, so you did teach yourself control?" Ryan said in a slightly mocking tone. "So, if I did this," he rubbed his lips along the shaft of Toby's cock, but not taking it inside the mouth, "you could control your cum?" Ryan felt a surge of control, teasing his slave, and it was a little fun. Dell and Cannon were smirking at the display and humiliation treatment of Toby.

Toby blushed a little. "I… I would do my best to control myself, Master." Ryan looked up at the other two boys. Dell was used to this type of 'test'. It was one of his favorite games to play with your new slave, and he had played it with Cannon many times, sometimes pushing him too far on purpose, so he could punish the boy.

Ryan was starting to have fun, even though he did feel a little like a bully. "So, if I kissed it right on the cock head, you'd be okay with that." Without waiting for a response, Ryan did a long kiss right on Toby's piss slit, making a big kiss smacking sound. The spongy gland pressed against his teen lips.

"Uh. Y… yes M… master. I would be able to control myself." Toby figured out he had a long way to go and was concentrating hard not to have an orgasm, and was glad Ryan started out on things easy to control. He liked the game as well. He was a true submissive and bringing others joy was in his DNA.

"Well, if I had Cannon tweak your nipples and Dell nibble on your ears while I kissed all along the shaft. You could control yourself?" He quickly turned to the other two boys. "If you don't mind that is. Oh by the way, I want to be the first in his ass. His ass is mine." Toby swallowed hard. He was only 7 and still had a ways to go to be totally under control.

Cannon went over and started to play with Toby's nipples, pinching them and pulling them. Dell started to kiss and nibble his pointed ears, which was an erogenous zone on the inhabitants of the planet. Ryan kissed along the uncut cock shaft working his way to the very tip of his cock down to his balls, in which Ryan ten sucked each robin egg sized ball in his mouth separately, and then taking both in his mouth and sucking them a little hard.

Toby moaned loudly. He had to just stand there and take the unusual abuse. But he did love it, as such was his nature. He wanted to make his master proud, so he was determined not to cum. "Yes, Master! I must do it for you Master!" he said through clenched teeth. But Ryan had not taken the cock into his mouth yet, and he knew Toby was a virgin at this.

Ryan stopped kissing the cock and started to lick the shaft, but not put it inside his mouth. He felt the member along his tongue as he slid it up and down. Toby moaned again, as Dell and Cannon continued their work on his nipples and ears. After a minute of sexual torture with Toby moaning the whole time, Ryan stopped.

"Not bad slave. I am going to suck your cock while Dell and Cannon continue to tease you. If you cum before I give you permission, I will not fuck your ass. This may last a day. This may last a week. This may be forever, you never know. My cock is very hard, and I've never fucked an ass before, and you've never had your ass fucked before." Here was the ultimatum. Toby had to buckle down to please his Master. He had to rely on every bit of his training.

Ryan then looked right at Toby's eyes with a stern look. "Listen to me carefully, slave. I want your ass to be the first ass I fuck. I'm fucking somebody's ass before we go inside." He moved Toby's chin to look him in the eye, trying to look serious. Ryan felt a surge of power he never felt before. "Don't disappoint me slave!"

Ryan felt a mixture of control and guilt. But the control was stronger. He was now starting to dive into the culture head first. He just had to loosen up a bit. Toby had a very serious look on his face as well. "Yes Master!" It was all he could say at the moment. Deep in his mind, he was worried.

Ryan, of course, had never given anyone a blow job before, but he felt that twist in his stomach again that Toby was going to be his first oral experience. He didn't know what these feelings meant, so he was using the feeling of control to mask them. Ryan nodded to the two other boys. Dell started to lick and nibble that point on Toby's ear. Cannon, took one of the nipples in his mouth and started to suck, while the other hand pulled and tweaked the other nipple. Toby was straining not to even moan.

Ryan took the 3 and a half inches [9 cm] into his mouth in one motion, and felt it for the first time on his tongue. He tasted the sweat from Toby's body. He sucked a little, keeping his teeth out of the way, not wanting to bite it. He was working his tongue along the underside of the shaft. He felt the mushroom shape at the back of his tongue, but thankfully it wasn't too long as to gag him.

Ryan sucked a little harder and started to bob up and down the shaft as he had seen Toby do to him. Toby's hands were in tight fists, and his toes were curled under. He was biting his bottom lip hard enough to make an indention. Ryan sucked on the cock, while Dell and Cannon nibbled on ears and nipples for about a whole five minutes. Ryan was rock hard himself. His 5 incher [13 cm] was harder than it ever had been.

Without warning, Ryan stopped and stopped the others. "Bend over slave. You may cum any time now. You have deserved this." The embarrassment of fucking a 7 year old boy was no longer present. It was more like fucking in front of good friends. Toby bent over for Ryan. His anus was already lubed and Ryan was already hard.

In fact, it was rather exhilarating being watched by his new friends. He was starting to realize that and embrace the new feeling. Ryan pressed his 13 year old cock head at the entrance of Toby's pucker for the very first time. He felt in control and powerful making Toby do this, and Toby seemed to enjoy it as well. Ryan pushed forward and Toby relaxed his ass for his Master. Ryan felt around Toby's body to get that hard little cock in his hand. It fits almost perfectly in his palm.

Ryan lets go of Toby's cocklet long enough to get some of that ass lube coated on it. Then he returns his hand to the rigid 7 year old and begins to work his fist back and forth on that cock. "You can only cum after I cum," Ryan adds to his instructions. Toby nods, and starts to tense up again, not wanting to orgasm first. He can feel that 5 inches [13 cm] start to ease back and forth. Ryan's large balls were tapping the ass.

Dell and Cannon are watching the display closely. Dell has never seen a circumcised cock in action before. He looked down and saw his own erection. "Slave! Copy them!" Toby nodded. "Yes Master." With a smile on his lips and bent over for Dell. They had been doing this for over a year and knew what to expect. Dell lines his cock against the boy's pucker and pushed in easily. It was still tight, and the lube helped it ease in. Dell grabbed Cannon's uncut cocklet and began to pull the skin back and forth.

Ryan didn't think he would last long. After all he was only 13 and this was his first fuck, Besides that 7 year old ass was so damn tight. He was trying to hold back. But lunged forward after only a few strokes and let his cum start to ooze out. It was so much slower and more quantity than before his shot in the balls. It was like a trickle waterfall in the boy's ass. As soon as Toby felt the first surge of warmth inside his ass, his cock twitched and his anus pulsed with his dry orgasm. "Thank you Master."

Dell lasted a lot longer. Ryan was even pulling out while Dell was still pounding Cannon's ass rather roughly. After a few minutes of hard fucking, Dell pushed his cock all the way in and pulsed his dry climax into Cannon. Cannon wasn't far behind as his own cock started to twitch. He didn't need permission to cum as Dell had told him to copy Ryan and Toby. After the euphoria stopped, Ryan gave Toby a quick hug, feeling those strange flutters in his stomach again. "Okay, let's go in. You still haven't given me the grand tour yet."

They went up the terrace and back into the den they had crossed over to get outside. Dell motioned around him. The room was relaxing and had several chairs and a few computer desks. "This is one of my favorite places to relax. Next door is a library, and I often have Cannon fetch a book for me. Recently, I got a bunch of Earth books that have recently been translated into our language. And, yes, I know nobody reads real books anymore. They all have tablets. But my father had insisted on a real Earth type, old school – as he calls it – library. It has thousands of books.

Ryan peeked through the window of the door separating the two rooms. The library was two stories tall, and filled with the older style books made of paper and bindings. Most of the titles of the books took a second or two to translate into English. He couldn't remember the last time he read a 'real' book, and not one on a tablet, or computer, or have read to him. They even use tablets at school to save on paper. "Wow. Have you read all of these?"

Dell laughed. "No silly. I doubt I will ever read all of them, and I haven't read a book in a while. I'm sure dad's going to get me started again. He likes seeing a book in my hand. Cannon often reads with me, or we share a book. I love taking turns reading while his head in on my shoulder. I usually hesitate picking a new one up, but then really enjoy it after I start to read it. My dad says a lot of them are Earth classics. He's been fascinated with Earth as long as he can remember. So far my favorite book is about boys getting pregnant with the help of some sort of gargoyle statue. But more on that later, let's continue the tour," he said gesturing towards the entrance to the next section.

Dell lead the boys down a very long hallway with all sorts of pictures with triangles on them. It was like a gallery, and Ryan thought it was odd having so many triangle pictures, but didn't worry about it. Cannon and Toby followed but stayed quiet so Dell would not be interrupted on his tour. Straight ahead was a garden, and if you looked up, you could see outside the ceiling past a glass dome.

Inside the garden were many plants, flowers, and edible plants. Most of the plants Ryan had never seen before and were obviously not Earth plants. A large section was devoted to a pink looking plant on a green stem in various shades of pink. The label said simply "Sweetfruit." Or at least that's what it translated to.

"My dad has servants come in here about once a week to clean and tend the garden. The are all former slaves and adults over 16. He doesn't like a lot of servants, and usually has Cannon, and now Toby, do little things for him. But you'll like them when you meet them. I like Tiger the best. He's such a gentle fuck, and I like the way he caresses my chest when he fucks me."

Ryan tried not to shot shock or surprise. It wasn't so much the fact a servant, who was a former slave, fucked Dell, but it was the way Dell described it. It seemed almost dreamy, like he looked forward to it, in more than just a physical way. But soon he shrugged it off not wanting to deal with his own unusual feeling for his slave.

He began to think. He had never owned a slave before. Maybe all these feelings were common in getting a new slave, or at least coming from a planet that doesn't have slaves, and suddenly being in charge of one. Ryan began to determine that's what all these feeling meant. It shouldn't feel natural to him to own a person and control what they can and can't do. So, he would have to embrace the culture, and suck down those feeling and ignore them. He simply cared for Toby, and just had to get used to ordering a slave around.

To the right was the entrance they had entered and Dell lead the group to the other direction. The next room was filled with musical instruments and was large enough to hold it's own orchestra. Before Ryan could ask questions, Dell went into narrative. "Both Cannon and I know how to play the piano, trumpet, and drums. Cannon is just now learning how to play the saxophone. Do you know how to play anything?"

Ryan nodded reluctantly. "I know the trumpet and piano, but I'm not very good at either one. How about you Toby?" Toby shook his head. "No Master, I don't know how to play anything, but the harmonica, and I've only messed around with that." At least there could be something they could learn together, and maybe they could start their own band.

Ryan looked around and also saw unusual instruments as well, which he suspected were either native of the planet or a copy from another world as well, but most of the instruments were Earth ones. He eyed the guitar, always curious how hard that would be to play. Dell led them to the next room.

It was a sitting room, where you could just gaze out the window or just relax. The next room after that was where they ate not long ago. "This is actually called the breakfast nook, or breakfast room; but we eat here most often," Dell said. He pointed straight ahead. "That's where the kitchen and pantry are if you need Toby to whip up something. All slaves have cooking lessons. They have to provide for their Master's every need."

"Beyond that is some bathrooms. Does anyone need to go?" Dell asked. Toby raised his hand the same time as Ryan did. The group filed in and took turns relieving themselves and washing up after. Dell continued. "You have to make sure that your slaves are empty of pee before sending putting them to bed. Trust me on this. You will have to clean up their pee if they wet the bed. That is one of your responsibilities."

Ryan nodded. "Toby, let me know if you ever need to go pee, and remind me before you go to bed every night." Toby smiled "yes Master." Ryan began to wonder if he ever forgot, what would happen. Most likely the boy would hold it until he no longer could.

Dell turned left and headed straight. The garden was now on their left, and Dell gestured to his left. "Through there is the formal dining hall. I've think it's only been used about a half dozen times since I've been alive." He didn't go, in to show them around. Ryan peeked in and saw the longest table he's ever seen. It was very fancy looking, and it looked like a whole lot of people could dine there.

Ryan continued straight ahead. "This is the billiards's room. It has a pool table, and some games from Earth my father calls Retro. Cannon and I play in there a lot. But it's the next room, you need to see." He lead to the next room which was very large and hex grids were all along the walls, floors, and ceiling.

Dell spoke up. "Computer! Run Pirate Cove One!" The scene changed, and they were on a pirate ship. Ryan could feel the waves under him. It was a Holo-grid room! Ryan had never been in one, but heard they were great fun, and the only limitation was your imagination.

"This program, you fight pirates – no blood when you kill them -, find treasure and sail on our seas. This is Cannon's and my favorite room. There is one rule. You MUST be in here, playing with your slave. That's a rule my dad and I made up." He sounded suddenly sad.

Dell sighed. "A year ago, I first got Cannon. I played with him for a solid month, and we had fun. Then this was installed. I forgot all about him for three days. I forgot to feed him, bathe him, and so on. He was locked up in his room in the basement for those three days, bound and gagged the entire time."

He put his hand on Cannon's shoulder, looking like he might cry. "I was fixated with this Holo-grid. I played from the time I got up, to the time, I got too tired and had to go to bed. My dad found out I was ignoring Cannon and he called the government on me. They gave me a choice. Loose Cannon or suffer the same thing he just endured."

He hugged his slave. "I… I felt so bad. I was only 10, and sometimes you have to learn your lesson the hard way. So, I opted to live those three days as Cannon did. I had no food, water, or bathroom break, and I was bound and gagged the entire time. I thought I was going to die. It made me appreciate my slave just a little as they are designed to take this type of treatment and ask for more. The government only made me live out a day and a half since I wasn't used to being bound and gagged and had no training, but I thought they were going to do the entire three days."

He gave Cannon a kiss on the lips, his tongue dipping into Cannon's. "The only time I leave him now, is when he goes to bed. That little incident made me thinks things differently. I appreciate my lovely slave a lot more now. I've never felt more alone and hopeless during that punishment, and slaves take it in stride. It took me a week to do more than just handcuff him to the bed after that. I'm just glad my dad alerted the authorities. Cannon's got a chip under his left ear for extreme cruelty to alert authorities, but he still may have died.

Ryan yawned. He has had a very long day and still had ship lag from traveling so far. He stretched, and Dell ended the program. "The next two floors are mostly bedrooms. Let's find our fathers and tell them we're going to put our slaves to bed. Then we can go to bed too."

Ryan took a whiff of the air. "What about our shower?" They were still sweaty and stinky from playing outside. Ryan probably more so, since he was starting to get more hair under his arms and his body was changing.

Dell waved the air. "Yeah, you are pretty ripe," he joked. "The slaves have a shower in the basement. We can get cleaned up there. Let's find our dads first, okay?" Ryan nodded. His head was heavy, as were his eyes. Dell lead the group up the stairs to the master bedroom to see if their fathers were there. Bill was on top of Tar in the classic 69 position. Their mouths were sucking each others cocks. They were both moaning loudly.

Tar was an old pro at this taking Bill's cock to the hilt every stroke. While Bill had to ease the cock further and further back into his mouth. They both saw the kids enter but did not stop. Little did they know that this would be their third cum. Bill was enjoying the fact that the shot that gave him larger balls and a slower cum flow, also refilled his cum much faster and he had no recoil even now after the second shot of cum.

Ryan's eyes were wide and looked away with a little embarrassment. Dell laughed. "You're funny Ryan, getting all embarrassed at something as simple as a 69. I keep forgetting you're not used to all of this, especially what you just did outside to Toby in front of Cannon and me." Ryan blushed redder, as he saw his father look up at him with Tar's cock still in his mouth. Bill slowly withdrew, sucking the foreskin upward and letting it go to slunk back in place. "Hey Ryan, you have GOT to try this cum. It is so much sweeter than ours. It's like candy." Precum was oozing out along the slit and dribbling down the extra foreskin.

Ryan knew he really should embrace the scene, but it was harder to put into practice, especially since it was still only his first day. Tar spoke up. "I'm about to cum. If you hurry, I can get you a nice mouthful." Ryan looked hesitantly at the uncut, rigid cock before him. Part of him was curious and he didn't mind tasting his father's cum.

Ryan tried to squash his embarrassment as he walked closer to the bed. Tar had not slowed down on sucking his dad, who looked like he wanted to watch his son suck on another man's cock. Ryan leaned forward and put the top of the cock into his mouth. It was so much wider than Toby's.

Tar moaned as Ryan felt the tapered tip of the foreskin with his tongue. He pushed it down with his lips so, he could feel the rounded cock head in his inexperienced mouth. Bill grunted hard, filling Tar's mouth with cum. The flow was like a slow water fountain trickle. The euphoria would last over 30 seconds as the slow oozed into Tar's mouth. Bill's thick heavy balls were pressed against the man's nose.

Tar swallowed and Bill got off as Ryan kept licking and feeling the cock with his tongue. He was procrastinating putting more in. But he wanted to get over with it, since he was still embarrassed. So, he started to push about half that impressive rod in and out of his mouth. His eyes caught everyone looking at him, and part of him liked being watched, while another part was trying to ignore that fact.

Tar was almost ready to cum even before Ryan had started to suck. He grunted out. "I'm cumming." Ryan had only half the shaft in his mouth and started to swallow. He felt the warm gooey slime coat his throat. It wasn't nearly as salty as his dad's cum, and it was sweet. It was like a mixture of pineapple and maybe raspberry. It was good.

Ryan began to drink up the flowing cum like a straw. Each soft spurt coated the back of his throat. His own cock was starting to get rigid from being watched and giving Tar joy. He would definitely do this again if Tar ever asked him. It took almost a full minute for Tar to stop cumming in his mouth. And when he was finished , Ryan pulled off, giving it one more suck for the road – so to speak.

Ryan looked up and smiled at his father and Tar. "That tasted a lot better than I thought it would. Thanks Tar." He just nodded and Ryan continued. "Dad, just wanted you to know, we're going to take a quick shower, put the slaves to bed, then head off to bed ourselves. I am so tired from our trip here."

Bill rubbed Ryan's head. "I might go to bed here too son. I might not be here when you wake up. I have to start work in the morning. Bill yawned which started a chain reaction through the room. Ryan gave his dad a kiss on the cheek and Dell did the same to his adopted father. Ryan did notice that the slave didn't get a kiss. Dell lead Ryan, Cannon, and Toby down the stairs into the basement.

Chapter 3
Sleepover

After Ryan, Dell, Cannon, and Toby said their good nights, Dell lead the group down the marble stairs to the basement. Ryan felt an odd twang of guilt that he would have to tie up his slave for the entire night. But this was on requirement of the society. It was designed so every slave would remember their place in the world. Several questions and concerns popped in Ryan's head, but didn't feel like asking them with Dell there.

The trek down the stairs seemed to take forever. Ryan was a little surprised that they didn't have an elevator, but didn't worry about it. Dell opened the double door to the basement. Ryan's eyes widened in astonishment. He wasn't sure what to expect. But it looked like a medieval torture chamber. The walls were adorned with many restraining devices and looked cold and uninviting.

The room was larger than his entire house back on Earth. It was dimly lit by nightlights scattered around the huge room. His eyes were drawn immediately to a medieval wooden rack. It was the kind you could latch their hands and feet into and stretch them out. There were wooden stocks in the room where one could have their hands and head locked into holes in a bent over position, where the height of the stocks were adjustable. Then his attention was turned towards the large cage with a mat on the floor at the far end of the room. It was larger than the travel cage the slaves arrived in.

It was so hard to take all the stuff from the room in. There was a large king sized bed with restraints already on each post. There was a large marble ball where one could be hooked to that also looked rather uncomfortable. There were other large objects in the room to fasten a slave to for the night and Ryan's heart quickened as he felt bad for his slave.

There were restraints everywhere, and not just on the walls. There were gags, chastity belts, rope, twine, chains, shackles, locks, and blindfolds. There were paddles, whips, and riding crops. The only thing that wasn't some sort of device to restrain, or punish was the showers in the corner of the room. There was no doors to the showers or privacy for the urinal. Since they didn't poop, they didn't need a toilet, and probably never had seen one before.

Ryan was still taking it all in. There were treasure type chests all around. Some were open and had dildos, clamps, face gags, and other sexual devices in them. There was a rocking horse to the left that had a dildo attached to it. It looked mechanical and the poor boy would be ass fucked all night long, helpless, strapped to it.

Ryan just felt uneasy, and a bit sick to his stomach. It was easy to read up on these things, but to see them in person was another level. He just felt sad for the slaves. He was worried that they would hurt themselves and not be able to call for help. How could they stand this torture all night?

Toby saw Ryan's unhappy face and held his hand gently. "Don't worry Master. We are used to it, and love it. Even masters sometimes bind themselves. The devices are mostly electronic and connect with our hidden chips imbedded behind our ears. We won't get permanently hurt. We may be sore in the morning, but we are slaves. We don't deserve more than that."

Ryan grabbed onto Toby and hugged him hard. He didn't want to do this anymore. He didn't want to tie up a 7 cycle old boy for the night. At least Cannon had a cycle of practice to get used to everything in the room. He didn't think Toby had cycles to get used to all of this, not considering he may have been trained to do this for a while.

Dell just scoffed. "You'll get used to it. It's really no big deal." He dismissed his new friend's feelings like shooing away a fly. Dell probably has seen this sort of thing since the day he was born. Ryan had 13 years of Earth life, where no one was bound or a slave. Before was just fun. It was experimenting and testing his own (and his slave's) limits. But this would be all night long.

Toby hugged back. "Let's get our shower and you can start with something small for tonight until you get used to binding me." Ryan nodded, but the whole room felt unnatural to him. Dell, again, lead the way. This time he went to the showers. The room had a full sized bathtub, complete with hooks to clasp a slave to all night long if one wanted to. It also had two shower stalls. Ryan let go of Toby, and the group followed Dell.

Dell just shook his head. "Look, you'll feel better after the shower. It's Cannon's favorite time. This is the point of the day I'm most likely to let him climax, and I simply can't go to sleep without a good blow job. And it's fun thinking of new ways to bind your slave. About once a month I try something new, or hook him up to another thing. I still remember hooking him up to the rocking horse and putting a milker on his cock all night long. Damn I had to check on him several times and get another blow job. I was horny all night long."

Cannon blushed. "It was my favorite night as well Master. My cock twitched so many times that night, I lost count. I think it was over 8 or 9. My little cock was nice and sensitive and sore in the morning. It'll be okay Ryan." The boy was still not sure about all of this.

But Ryan was very tired, and hoped he would not have troubles sleeping that night with Toby on his mind. Dell hopped in the shower and started it up, getting the water warm for everyone. It looked like it would be a group thing, and now, Ryan was much more comfortable being naked in front of his new friends. Dell and Ryan took off their sneakers.

Cannon took the shower hose and wet down Dell, and began to get a nice lather from the soap and washcloth. Dell's cock was hard as a rock. But Ryan didn't have much time to think about Cannon and Dell, as Toby took their own shower head and started to get Ryan wet. Ryan had to bow low, so the shorter, younger boy could reach his head to wash it.

Ryan felt odd having someone else bathe him. Toby was gentle and loving with his washing, and was very thorough., getting the few lithe hairs under his arms and on his crotch. He looked over at Cannon to see him soaping up his finger and plunging it in and out of Dell's ass, getting him clean inside and out.

Ryan bent over for Toby, and soon he felt his own ass being probed and cleaned. Cannon and Toby were soon using the soap to basically jerk the other two boys to a nice hard cock. Ryan found himself moaning along with Dell. It felt so good to be jerked off by another person. It just seemed so much better than doing it himself. And he looked down at Toby, and Toby smiled up at him as he understood he was doing a good job.

Neither slave got the boys to orgasm. They began to wash themselves next. But Ryan took a hold of the shower head and got Toby wet, and started to bathe him. "Master. You do not have to bathe me. I am just a slave," Toby protested.

Ryan smirked at his slave. "Hey, I like a nice clean slave, and if I'm the one to wash you; I know you will be clean." He began to wash Toby, but Dell sill allowed Cannon to clean himself. Ryan felt an attachment to his slave. He felt close and that he truly cared for Toby. He was like a little brother he never had before, but began to wonder if there was more than this to his feelings.

It didn't take long before the boys were all clean and dried. Every cock was hard in the room. Dell pointed to the medieval looking rack "Cannon get spread eagle on your back. It's time for your nightly blow job." Ryan liked this idea. At least the slaves would get some sort of pleasure with their bondage. But a part of him didn't understand what was happening fully. He knew the slaves didn't mind being bound, but it was a lot harder to bring himself to do that to Toby than he thought it would be.

Ryan decided to watch Cannon and Dell first to see what they were going to do. Dell and Cannon have been doing this for over a cycle now, and the 11 cycle old and 8 cycle old seemed to already get into a rhythm. Cannon got on the hard wooden rack and spread his arms and legs wide apart as he had been instructed. Dell tugged on Cannon's pointed, elf-like ear, which Ryan seemed to understand was an arousal tool.

Dell went over to a large treasure chest and opened it. Inside were different types of bindings and blindfolds. There was coarse ropes, prickly twine, and smooth cords, and a variety of different items. Dell looked like a kid in a candy store with free samples. There were so many choices, but it made Ryan feel a little sick to his stomach. Would he have to choose items to bind his own slave? That was the law after all, but he didn't like it at the moment.

Dell chose a solid black domino type mask, that would cover Cannon's gold colored eyes. It had an elastic band around the back of the mask, and if it had eye holes, it would almost look like a superhero mask. Cannon smiled wide at Dell's choice. He felt like a superhero when he had that on. He was only 8 cycles old after all, and was still a kid.

Cannon lifted his head enough for Dell to put the mask on and cover Cannon's eyes. Dell spoke in an instructive tone. "I like blindfolding Cannon. He never knows what I'm going to do to him. See how hard his cock is?" Sure enough the little 4 inch [10 cm] erection was sticking straight up in the air. Dell put his head on Cannon's chest.

"Come over here and hear his heartbeat. He is excited. This is such a thrill for him and this is his favorite time as I always give him some sort of sexual release. I can jerk him, suck him, butt fuck him, or even hook him up to a milking device. He'll never know what I'll do until I do it." The excitement and anticipation in Dell's voice was obvious.

Ryan walked very slowly over to Cannon and listened to his chest. It was beating so hard and fast. He remembered his own heart sounding like that the first time he tried an upside down roller coaster. There was anticipation, excitement, and a healthy dose of fear. But he knew how much he loved those coasters now, and he still got that feeling whenever he went on one.

Ryan backed off and Dell quickly pinched one of Cannon's nipples hard, and gave it a slight twist. Cannon wiggled in pain, but did not stop Dell from hurting him. He didn't even lower his arms from being outstretched. Ryan wanted to stop Dell, but just held back. And Toby just watched.

Dell went back to the treasure chest and started to look through it. He picked out a harness looking thing, that had a rubber looking ball on middle of it. The device had a thick leather strap that could easily fit around the head. Dell went back to Cannon. "Open your mouth Cannon!"

Cannon opened his mouth as soon as he heard the command and Dell lifted his head and forced the ball gag in the boy's mouth. The boy would not be able to fully close his mouth for the entire night. He would not be able to speak. Dell began to latch the leather straps behind Cannon's head.

Ryan had mixed feelings about all of this. Granted, he liked making Toby doing things, but this added another level he wasn't sure he was ready for. He looked around the room and only got sick to his stomach. Toby was nice. He didn't deserve to be all tied up all night long.

As if understanding his feelings, Toby put a hand on Ryan's shoulder. "It really is okay. We liked being tied up," he whispered into his ear as Dell got some red colored bindings. They looked like flexible cords you might tack down a camping tent with. Even though Ryan wanted to look away, he didn't.

Dell took Cannon's hands and brought them quickly from the outstretched position to over his head. He quickly and efficiently wrapped the cords around each hand, and then bound them together. "Now, when tying up your slave, you want your bindings to be loose enough for them to wiggle just a little and not cut into the skin. Yet, you want it tight enough to leave a nice indention into the skin when you get them in the morning."

Dell was incredibly fast tying up Cannon. Then he tied his bound arms to a wooden bar at the top of the medieval looking rack. The boy's legs were still far apart and Cannon was smiling wide behind the gag, and his 8 cycle old cock was still standing at attention. Ryan could not believe that the boy could keep his enticement while being tied up. He looked back at Toby and saw that his cock was erect as well. In fact, Ryan was the only one without an erection in the room as he had lost it the moment Cannon laid on the rack.

Ryan felt Toby's hand touch his and he grabbed onto it. Ryan's heart was racing as Dell picked up more bindings to do Cannon's feet and legs. Dell grabbed each leg and pulled them together and tied them to each other with about a hand with space between the two feet. Then he pulled on the cord that was between the two feet and hoisted them up, lifting Cannons feet up in the air. Dell went up to the top of the rack again and tied them to the bar as well.

Cannon was blindfolded, gagged, and bound. His ass was high up in the air. His knees were about the same level as his underarms And his cock was still hard as a rock, but now pointed to his navel. Without warning, Dell came back to the bottom of the rack and smacked Cannon's butt rather hard three times, making Ryan jump each time.

Dell went back to the chest and took out a rubbery looking black ring. He stretched out the ring to show it was pliable. Dell got on the rack and sucked on Cannon's cock a few times, moving slowly from his tip of his cock to the base. Once the cock was as hard as it could be, Dell put the rubber ring on the cock and moved it to the base of his cock. Then he pried open the ring more and forced each tiny, young, undeveloped ball past the ring.

"Did you want to fuck his ass?" Dell asked Ryan. Ryan just shook his head no, and Toby also shook his head. Dell shrugged. "Oh, well, more fun for me."

He knelt on the wooden rack. He put his index and middle finger, both, inside of the boy's ass hole, and coating the boy's cock with the natural lube. Cannon moaned behind the gag. That was the best part of this world. No, lube would be needed to fuck the pucker. And lube would always be available to jerk someone with. Plus, it tasted sweet and wonderful. There was no disgusting shit to worry about.

Once Dell got Cannon's cock all greased up, he pushed his young cock into the bound boy's hole. One of Dell's hands was on the rack, while the other was wanking the helpless boy, using the lube for a faster pace. Dell smiled at the other two, establishing a good rhythm. He was fucking Cannon's ass pretty hard and fast when he lifted his hand off the rack and smacked the naked butt hard.

Despite being bound, gagged, and tied; Cannon was moaning and seemed to be enjoying the fucking and jerking action. He didn't even seem to be bothered in the least that his ass was getting a nice spanking. In fact, Cannon let out a long muffled 'Oomph." and Ryan believed the boy had a dry orgasm. But Dell did not stop jerking the boy. In fact, he sped up a little.

Dell loved being watched, especially doing this to his slave. It has added a lot of thrill ever since Toby joined them. He has watched every night as Dell fucked Cannon in various positions and bound in different ways. So, after about 10 minutes of hard fucking action, Dell held his 5 inches [12½ cm] still in Cannon's ass, grunting a few times. He finally stopped the jerking action as well.

Dell dismounted the boy and gave him a kiss right on the ass. "Sweet dreams." He was going to leave Cannon in that uncomfortable looking position all night long. Dell then looked at the other two boys. "Okay, Toby is yours now. I can't bind him unless you tell me I can, or when you are not here. So, how are you going to tie him up tonight?"

Ryan felt positively sick to his stomach with that question. He even wanted to gets the shackles off the moment they arrived. His face turned pale and Toby rubbed his arm. "It really is okay Master. I have been bound in one way or another since I was 5 cycles old. I'm not even sure if I would sleep if I wasn't bound in some way."

Even though Toby has been bound for the last two cycles, it was different doing it himself. Plus it would be for the entire night. It seemed so barbaric to tie up a little boy. And that's the way Ryan saw Toby at the moment. He didn't see him as a slave that needed to be bound, but more of a little boy who was practically half his age, being tied up. Plus, he would have to be the one that did it.

Toby could see the reluctance and hesitation in his Master. He quickly gestured to the stocks. It was a wooden device to hold the hands and head in place. It could be adjusted to any height that was needed. "How about the stocks Master? You could adjust it so I'm in a comfortable position. Trust me, I have been in much worse positions all night and slept just fine.

Ryan looked over at the stocks. They didn't seem quite as bad as what Cannon was going to be doing all night long. Dell had his hands on his naked hips and gave him a disbelieving look. Dell could not understand the fuss about tying a slave up for the night. It didn't mean he thought less of Cannon because of what he did to him.

Ryan just nodded even though his heart was not into it. He went over to the stocks and adjusted it to a height he thought may not hurt Toby's back. The boy could lean on the stocks if needed. He opened it up with a creaking sound, and he winced. Toby put his head and wrists in the stocks, and Ryan, very slowly, closed it.

"Can I spank him?" Dell blurted out with a large smile. Toby would be helpless and Dell could spank him raw if he wanted to. But Ryan just shook his head no. "Well, your gonna at least jerk him off right? You should reward him for being such a good slave," Dell asked.

Ryan may not have liked putting Toby in stocks, but jerking would be a nice thing to do. But instead, Ryan got on his knees and wiggled his way in front of Dell. He took the already hard boy cock into his mouth, and began to suck. He remembered that he did like the sensation of being fucked in the ass. "D… Dell. If you want… you can fuck his butt."

Ryan blushed at that thought, and wasn't even sure if Dell could fuck again so soon after his dry orgasm in Cannon. But his concerns were soon answered as Dell quickly stepped up and shoved his cock in that already lubed hole. The lube seemed to be produced the moment arousal started. Cannon was helpless and could not stop either boy from doing what they wanted.

"Toby, you may cum if you need to," Ryan instructed before going back to sucking on the boy's cock. Ryan could tell that Dell may have wanted to smack Toby's ass while fucking him, but restrained himself. Ryan could feel every time that Dell lunged forward as it pushed the cock into his mouth more.

Soon Toby and Dell were moaning, in obvious pleasure. Toby was first with his grunt of joy as Ryan felt the cock leap into his mouth, signifying a dry orgasm. This was followed by Dell, who grunted as well finishing his dry orgasm in the boy.

"Master?" Toby started. "You haven't came in a while. Would you like me to please you before you go to bed? I heard it's the best way to fall asleep." Ryan wasn't in the mood to fuck Toby's ass. He looked around the room and found a step ladder to stand on. He suspected the ladder was to help hook the slaves to the ceiling, as many hooks were dangling from it.

Ryan scooted the ladder to Toby and got on the top step, which was just tall enough for Toby to reach his cock. It was a strange feeling of having a boy in stocks suck on his cock with Dell watching him. He was slightly distracted from his stance when he heard snoring from Cannon. How in the world could the boy sleep in such a position?

Ryan closed his eyes, so he could not see Toby in the stocks. He was trying to imagine the boy willingly bending over and sucking it. This helped him get a full erection. He wasn't sure if he could do that with watching Toby in those stocks. He felt the talented tongue dart over his cock. He felt the wonderful feeling of the sucking action. Toby was a natural, and seemed to hone on every feeling Ryan had.

Ryan began to hump his hips, fucking the boy's mouth. He held onto the stocks for support and began to fuck the face harder. His hips rocked back and forth with vibrant speed now. Then Ryan remembered that the messing with the ears would enhance Toby's pleasure as well. So, he let go of the stocks and tweaked and rubbed on his slightly pointed ears. Then he grunted and held Toby in place as Toby moaned from the ear tugging action. He spurted in the boy's mouth and filling his mouth with young cum.

He opened his eyes, and Toby opened his mouth to show the cum. Ryan gathered himself for a moment. "Toby, you have permission to swallow," he instructed.

Toby quickly swallowed the semen and opened his mouth for his Master to see. Ryan kissed him on the forehead. "Sweet dreams Toby."

***

Ryan trudged up the stairs, still feeling horrible for locking Toby in that medieval looking thing. His steps were slow, and he kept glancing back even when they started to ascend the stairs. Dell sighed as he passed Ryan on the stairs. "Oh, come one. He'll be fine." But Ryan could not get his mind off of his slave.

It took a while to go up those stairs, as Ryan and Dell had to go up two flights to reach their bedrooms. Ryan hasn't even seen his bedroom yet and wondered if it had triangle patterns on the wall. Dell pointed to one door. "That's my room. Come in anytime that you want." The open invitation was friendly and upbeat.

Dell did not open the door, but rather went to another bedroom. He opened the door and Ryan's eyes widened. The whole room seemed bigger than his old house. Well – it may not have been that big, but it felt like it. The walls had Earth pictures of dragons, space ships, and other sci-fi and fantasy depictions. They looked like things he may have put up himself.

It had a bed almost twice the size of a king sized bed. Why couldn't Toby stay in the room? It was large enough for a whole family. Dell began to gesture to a chest on the floor. "You have your own selection of sex toys in there. You have your own bathroom and everything. Ryan didn't see his suitcase, and thought, perhaps, Toby or his father put his stuff away, but he wanted to try sleeping naked anyways as that seemed to be the custom of the planet.

"Well, good night Dell. I'll see you in the morning." Ryan's voice was not upbeat or even happy at the moment. His mind was on the little boy in the stocks, in the basement. Dell apparently didn't even notice Ryan's discomfort as he just nodded his head and said. "Yup, see you in the morning."

When Dell left, he felt alone and scared. The place was too big, too unfamiliar. He laid on the bed, which was very soft and comfortable, and forced his eyes shut. And despite being very tired from his trip and the day's actions; he could not fall asleep.

His mind was filled with thoughts of his slave being hurt or even dying in the basement, where no one could help him or hear him if he called out. Cannon may have heard him, but he was bound, and helpless. So, Ryan tossed and tuned for a solid hour. He just had to check on his slave. His worry would keep him awake all night, otherwise.

***

Ryan sneaked out of his room. It was quiet and creepy. There was nightlights down the hallway so one could see their way to another room if needed. Ryan tiptoed past all the rooms, and silently descended the marble staircase. He opened the double doors slowly, but the loud creek startled him.

It was very dim lit in the room, and Ryan didn't want to turn on a brighter light as he still heard Cannon snoring. Ryan went closer to Toby, and the boy was slumped down in the stocks. Immediately, fear filled Ryan as he had thought the boy had somehow hurt himself, or even possibly died in the stocks. Tears welled up in his eyes as he hugged Toby hard.

Toby opened his tired eyes. He was simply asleep. Ryan hugged him harder when he realized the boy was okay. "Master?" the tired slave whispered. Ryan, as quick as he could, released Toby from the stocks.

Ryan was still crying a little, and feeling embarrassed doing it. 13 year old boys don't cry. "I… I was… " He paused to sniff deeply. "I… I was worried about you." He really did care about the boy, and wasn't even sure of his full feelings towards him. Ryan unhooked the stocks and helped Toby out. "I… I don't know if I can do this."

Toby wiped his master's tears off his face. "It's okay Master." He hugged the older boy. "I know Earth kids are not used to this and there is always an adjustment period. But I do need to be bound in some way." He paused for Ryan to take this in. "But it doesn't have to be much."

Toby looked around the room with his very round emerald eyes. "How about we go over to the bed and you can stay with me all night long?" I can be simply handcuffed to you or the bed if you want Master. I just want you to sleep good tonight." Ryan stopped crying and looked over at the comfy looking bed.

He nodded, as he thought if he could be cuffed to Toby, then he would know Toby could handle it. Or better yet, he would know that he could handle it, and it was a way around the law that was acceptable. So, he nodded. Ryan walked over to the treasure chest and picked out a pair of cuffs, making sure the key in them worked first.

Ryan made sure the double doors leading into the room were closed before returning to the bed. His eyes were droopy and he yawned. He felt a lot better simply being cuffed along with Toby, even though the thought of being next to the boy started up those odd feelings again. But, again, he shrugged them off. He wasn't sure how one was supposed to feel about their slave.

He looked over at Toby and wondered what was the best way to cuff themselves to each other. Should he be facing Toby's back or Toby's face? "Get on the bed Toby." Toby laid on the right side of the bed with his face facing to the wall. His back would be towards Ryan. At least Ryan would not have to think which way they should be cuffed.

Ryan got on the bed and cuffed his left arm to Toby's left arm. He snuggled close and felt his limp cock touch the boy's bubble butt. Luckily, Ryan was too tired to do anything else at the moment. He pulled up the sheet over their lower bodies. The odd feelings seemed to be stronger with him pressing up against the boy. Whatever he was feeling, did not seem to be fully sexual as he could stay like this forever.

Ryan just thought that, perhaps, he just cared for Toby. Toby glanced over his shoulder as he felt Ryan's breath on his neck. "You are a very nice Master. Thank you for worrying about me. I hope you sleep well."

Ryan gave Toby a hug. "Well, you are welcome Toby." Then he yawned again. "Let's try to get some sleep." With Toby in his arms, knowing he wasn't being hurt, helped Ryan let go of the day. Soon he was asleep with Toby in his arms, and Toby quickly followed with a smile on his young lips.

***

Ryan had dreams of him and Toby being attached at the wrist like a conjoined twin. Then his dream turned a little more bizarre as he was in some sort of church , no longer attached, wearing just a bow tie and a top hat. The church was crowded, but he could only make out Dell's, Cannon's, Tar's and his father's face. He heard a wedding march and a boy wearing a bridal veil (and nothing else) walked down the center of the church.

When the boy reached the front where Ryan was; he lifted his veil. It was Toby. He heard a man talk, but did not turn to see who was talking as his eyes never left Toby. "Dearly beloved. We are gathered today to unite these two horny boys in holy matrimony. "

Ryan backed up. His dream started to cloud up as he was running for the exit in his dream. The exit seemed to get further and further away instead of closer. He had to dart around faceless naked boys as they seemed to try and pull him back to the front. He looked back at the alter and Toby was bound and gagged like Cannon was. Dell mumbled something he could not make out. Ryan was trying to pull away, but couldn't decide to go to Toby or the exit.

Then he started to wake up as he heard the doors creek open. The tiny, dim lights in the room made it feel extra creepy. He strained his eyes and saw somebody at the double doors. It looked like an adult. His heart raced as he did not know who it was at the moment. He was naked, as such was the culture.

He started to look around the bed to see if he could find something to defend himself. The man came closer and closer when Ryan heard. "Ryan?" It was his father's voice. He looked back up to see his father looking down at the duo in the bed. "What are you doing here?"

"Dad! You scared me half to death!" Ryan said a little louder than he wanted to. He quickly lowered his voice as both Toby and Cannon were still asleep. "I… I couldn't sleep knowing Toby was all tied up down here alone. Why are you here?"

Bill looked around the dim lit room. "Well, I was checking on the slaves before I left for work. And to be honest, I was hoping to fuck one of their asses before I left. The thought of fucking a helpless boy appeals to me. Are you okay down here?"

Ryan sat up, trying not to tug too hard on the cuffs. "I… I'm glad you're here. I need to talk to you." He hung his last word up in the air. "I… I'm having weird feelings about Toby. " He looked his father in the eye. "I can't stop thinking about him or stop worrying about him."

Bill put his hand on Ryan's shoulder. "That just makes you a good slave owner."

Ryan shook his head. "No, dad… That's not it. I get butterflies in my tummy when I'm with him. I just want to cuddle and hug him all the time. I don't feel that way about Cannon or Dell. And… . and… . and I had a dream that we were getting married." He blushed a deep red color.

Bill chuckled a little. "It could one of two things. First, it could be the simple fact that he's your slave and he's only 7 cycles old. You've never owned a slave before. You've never had a little brother before. And you do care for him. Or second; you could be falling in love with him."

Ryan shook his head hard. "No. It can't be the second thing. He's only 7, and we're both boys."

Bill sat there with a big grin on his face. "You forget where you are. On this planet, a 7 cycle old boy can get married, and there is no age limit on love. Everyone can feel love and affection. It's only humans that limit it to those older than 13. Even in human history, there are accounts of boys having sex and finding love with other boys. Hell, once upon a time, a girl was married off at the age of 13 or 14 in arranged marriages." Bill paused as he looked upon the face of his worried son. "Don't worry about it so much. Just keep an open mind and you'll figure it out if you really love him like a lover, or just want to have a causal sexual relationship with him. You are only a 13 year old human, so, you are not used to this. Just have fun for now."

Bill paused for a moment. "Besides falling in love with a slave is not easy in this society. There are not many slave – owner relationships or marriages. It's actually looked down upon because most think you will stop treating them as a slave." He glances at the single handcuff and points to it. "If you really do believe it's love, you will have to learn to bind him much better than that. Plus, you will still have to share him and treat him as a slave even though you are married. It's one of their few laws."

Ryan felt a little better about his relationship with his slave, but didn't like the thought of binding him worse and treating him like a slave. He wasn't sure if he truly loved Toby, or if he just cared for him. He looked over at his slave who was waking up from all the talking around him. "Is it time to wake up Master?" Toby asked, opening his emerald eyes.

Ryan gave Toby a hug, not even thinking about it. "Sort of. Dad and I were just discussing which one of us gets to fuck your ass, and which gets to fuck your mouth. I was thinking of doing a 69 with you while dad fucks your ass." He glanced up at the shocked look on his father. "You forget, dad, I've been reading up on this stuff on the way to the planet."

Bill chuckled. "So it seems." He was down there to fuck one of the slaves anyways. It was only an added bonus that his son would be involved as well. On Earth, he had to hide his obsessions and kinks about young boys. But here, on Dannibar, he could fuck a boy out in public, and no one would think anything about it.

Toby was fully awake now, and his cock started to get semi erect. He loved sex and loved the idea of sex. He may only be seven, but he did love his new, very kind, master and would do anything to please him. And he really liked it when his cock was tended to as well, and his master seemed to like making sure that he was tended to.

"Let's take this handcuff off first." Ryan suggested, but Bill put his hand on top of Ryan's, stopping him for a moment.

"It's still nighttime. He can be unbound for a little while, but that chip in Toby's neck will warn if he is unbound for too long. You should find a way to bind him, while we have sex with him. You need to get used to it if you want to stay on the planet and keep Toby. A slave can be taken away if they are unbound too long."

Ryan had not known that Toby could be taken away, and the shock showed on his face. The realization that he would have to bind Toby up more disturbed him a little. But, he'd rather tie him up than loose him. "Okay dad, I'll get on the bed, on my back. You get Toby on me in the 69 position and then tie his legs and wrists to the bed posts. Then you can fuck that fine boy ass while we suck each other."

Ryan caressed one of Toby's ear points. "And you can only orgasm after dad and I do. I'm not going to make it easy on you, and with dad fucking your ass; you will have to concentrate hard not to dry cum." Toby nodded, showing the determination in his face. "Yes Master. I will try to make you proud. You are a very kind Master."

Ryan blushed a little, but it didn't seem so bad binding his slave up if he was there if things went wrong. There were already straps on the four corners of the bed, but Bill wanted to choose his bindings. Ryan waited until he saw his father get some cords to tie Toby's arms and legs to the bed posts. It was only at that moment that he undid the cuffs and laid on his back. His young 5 inches [12½ cm] cock was sticking straight up.

The young, healthy 13 year old laid on his back with his head on a pillow. He still looked almost as smooth as Toby with his few lithe hairs on his crotch and underarms. Toby crawled on top of Ryan. His erect 3 inches [9 cm] were very close to Ryan's mouth. Ryan gave it a quick peck right on the pee slit.

Ryan felt a warm quick kiss, as Toby returned the affection to his erection. He saw his father stretch out each arm and attach it to the bed posts. They were long, red cords; the same kind that bound Cannon, who was still sleeping on the rack. His father took his time to latch each limb so Toby would look like the letter X.

Then Bill stretched the cords so Toby was elevated a little, but still had enough elasticity to maneuver. I was snug under Toby. Ryan could get out from under the boy if he wanted. And, for some reason, this didn't seem so bad. It felt more like sexual play than harmful bondage. Ryan started to rub Toby's butt cheeks, not waiting for his father to join the trio.

Ryan felt his father's weight sink the bed in. He could see his father position himself on his knees to fuck Toby's ass. Ryan couldn't wait any longer. He took the entire length of Toby's boyhood in one gulp, sucking hard so his cheeks would touch the sides of his cock. His hands were caressing the boy's ass, and he felt his father lean forward.

Toby took the oral stimulation as a cue to begin his own sucking action. Ryan felt that warm wet mouth around the head of his 13 year old cock. He felt the tongue trace the top of it. Ryan pulled Toby's ass apart so his father could enter his ass. His hands were close enough to the entrance to feel the natural ooze seeping out of it. He felt his father's cock press against the hole.

Toby was moaning softly already. He felt the adult's cock against his anal ring. He felt the tender caresses of his wonderful, kind Master. He reveled in the blow job, but knew he could not have a dry cum. He began to bob up and down on Ryan's cock length. This time it was Ryan's turn to moan.

Bill was living his dream. He had always been a closet pedophile before this. Ever since he found out about the planet, he went out of his way to become a member of it. And now, his hard cock was pressing into a little slave boy, only 7 cycles old – about the same age as an Earth 7 year old. Plus, his son was sucking the boy's cock.

Toby's ass was starting to yield more and more to the invading cock. The natural lube would make this possible. It was still a nice tight fit, and his body would spring back after they were through. It would feel like fucking a virgin each and every time. Such was the nature of a slave. Toby moaned again and tried to quicken his sucking action.

Ryan was using his tongue to feel the hard boy cock in his mouth. He was nursing on it like a pacifier. He felt his father push forward and he reached up. He smeared some lube on his hand, and began to jerk his father's remaining shaft that had not entered Toby. It was hard to concentrate with his cock being expertly cared for.

Bill managed to get about half of his cock inside that tight ass, when he felt Ryan reach up and help out. His young son was jerking him off while he was fucking a little boy's ass. He started to pump faster as he was grunting with each stroke. The sucking and fucking action lasted for about 10 minutes before Bill could not hold out any longer.

He pushed it in as far as he could without smashing Ryan's hand, and Ryan felt his father's cock pulse as he let his cum fill the boy's ass. He grunted hard with each pulse and squirt. He slowly removed his cock, and backed off so he could watch his son and his slave suck each other.

Ryan wanted so badly to see if he could make Toby cum first. It was the only reason he had not shot seed into the boy's mouth yet. But Toby was really good at giving a blow job. He seemed to know when to suck, lick, and bob. Ryan was still not used to oral pleasure, and his hormones didn't help. So, Ryan let loose string after string of teen cum in Toby's mouth.

Toby did his best not to let any seed leak on his Master, as that was not what he was supposed to do. He had to have permission to swallow, and he was not instructed yet. But, meantime, his own cock started to pulse a dry cum a fraction of a second after Ryan spent his seed.

Ryan laid there with the boy's cock in his mouth, and he continued to suck a few sucks until he was sure Toby was done. Toby may have thanked his master, but his mouth was still full of boy cum. Ryan gave Toby a hug. What he didn't know is that slaves don't usually get hugged. And Toby felt so loved and wanted.

After a moment Ryan let the cock slip form his mouth, and he felt his own cock start to get limp from being spent. His father spoke up. "Hey Ryan, you forgot to tell Toby it's okay to swallow. "

Ryan had forgotten, but he wanted a little more from his slave at the moment. "Oh, I didn't forget dad." Toby was taught since he was 5 cycles old, not to swallow semen. Of course, before he had met Ryan, he had practiced with water and could even sleep with the stuff in his mouth now.

Ryan shifted his body so he would be face to face with his slave. Part of him was already considering being in love with Toby would not be so bad. Even if the society looked down on it; he could sneak down to the basement and have fun with his new slave. "I want to share my cum with Toby."

Bill was about to leave until he heard that. Ryan draped his arms around the boy's neck and rubbed up and down his back, as the helpless boy, tied boy stayed put. Bill got closer so he could see the action better.

Ryan lifted his head so both boys' mouths were touching. He pushed his tongue to Toby's lips, making him part them. He felt the warm ooze of his own cum being pushed into his mouth by Toby. Ryan began to think maybe it wouldn't be so bad if they fell in love.

The cum was played with back and forth. Ryan did all the swallowing, since Toby wasn't instructed to swallow yet. When most of the cum was gone, Ryan was able to speak. "Okay Toby, you can swallow what's left."

Toby swallowed hard, thinking he had just made his master proud. Bill had to admit he liked seeing his son so happy. "Hey dad, I think I'm going to go back to sleep here under Toby." Bill headed for the exit. "Okay son. See you later."

Toby could not have been any happier. His master was kind, and loving, and gentile. Plus he was going to stay with him all night long. Ryan kissed him quickly. "Goodnight Toby."

"Goodnight Master," Toby replied as they both slowly drifted back to sleep.

Chapter 4
Puppy-boys

Ryan didn't know how long he had slept after his father left him and Toby there alone in the basement. Well, not exactly alone, Cannon was still tied with his feet by his head and his ass still in the air. Ryan woke up to see Toby's sleeping face hovering above him. The boy was still tied to the bed with him underneath. Their faces were close together. He just loved the point of his ears.

Ryan was just looking up at his slave still confused by his emotions. He did know that he cared and loved Toby and that it wasn't the same care or love as he had for anybody else. He understood that his emotions would be out of whack because of hormones as most 13 years olds start to have. And his father did tell him not to rush it and just have fun for now.

But he could not help but think about it. If he did love Toby in a marriage type of way; that would mean he was gay. He's never considered his outlook on sex or love. He didn't know if he was straight, gay, or bi. Before coming to the planet, he didn't think about such things. But would it be so bad if he was? Society has opened up quite a bit back on Earth on things like homosexuality.

And if he was gay, was he in love with his slave? Toby was such a handsome little boy and his stomach fluttered every time he thought about just being with him. He didn't was just sex. He wanted more. Maybe he wanted a relationship. But with Toby? Was that just crazy?

Then something dawned on him. He's never actually kissed Toby. Sure, he swapped cum with the boy, and came close several times, but he's never actually kissed him like a lover. Surely, if he tried it and it felt weird, gross, or wrong; then he could prove to himself that it was just hormones and learning how to deal with his slave.

And why shouldn't he kiss Toby? It wouldn't hurt to try it. So he leaned his head forward and gave the sleeping boy a peck on the lips. Toby didn't wake up. So he gave him several more pecks on the lips. The boy still didn't wake up. So, he gave Toby a long, closed-mouth kiss, even holding the back of the boy's head.

Toby's round, green, eyes fluttered open. "Morning Master.." Then Ryan kissed him again and Toby blushed. He's never seen the boy blush before. He was very red. "M..master? Kissing is usually reserved for couples and lovers or to enhance sex acts. "

"So, I can't kiss my slave if I want to? Besides, on Earth, kissing can be helpful in getting aroused. I wanted to try it." Ryan balked rather gruffly.

"I am so sorry Master. Please feel free to punish me as you see fit. I should have never had questioned you. I was just worried what others might think of you." Toby responded a little nervously.

"I won't punish you Toby. You had your heart in the right place and I do need to learn more about your culture. You were just informing me." He hugged his slave, which he really liked doing. "I want to see if I like real adult kissing that I've seen on Earth.

"As you wish master." He puckered his lips waiting for another kiss. But Ryan wanted more than a kind, closed-mouth kiss. He wanted a french kiss he's seen lovers do. If that didn't gross him out, maybe there is something to what his father had said.

So, Ryan pushed his lips to Toby's. His tongue pushed past his lips and onto Toby's lips. Toby understood and opened his mouth enough for the tongue to enter. At first Toby just had his mouth open for Ryan. He did not push is own tongue forward in response. So, Ryan forced his tongue in further, trying to coax Toby's tongue to do the same.

Toby caught on, and pushed is own tongue into Ryan's mouth. Ryan sucked it a little before pushing his tongue back in again. As Ryan experimented with his first french kiss, Toby copied him. Soon they were kissing like newlyweds. Each kiss seemed to become more and more passionate.

Ryan had to admit he liked kissing Toby. He began to feel those flutters in his tummy again, but decided to just have fun with it. Maybe he was gay. Maybe he was in love with Toby. But that didn't mean that he had to announce it. He could keep his feelings to himself.

Ryan stopped kissing for a moment and Toby did a few more before realizing that Ryan had stopped. It was time to fib so he could keep doing this with Toby. "Okay, since it's not a welcome custom on your planet to kiss that way. I'll have to practice it in private. One day I hope to find a true love and I want to be really good at kissing when I do."

Toby frowned just a little. "Okay Master. I did like it and I would love to help you continue to practice." So, Ryan went back to kissing Toby. As he did this, he did start to get aroused, but it did feel slightly different to the arousal brought on by hormones or lust. And no one needed to know.

***

Ryan and Toby kissed for a solid hour. Their cocks were hard as rocks, and Ryan could feel Toby's cock touch his off and on. It was like a little sword fight. When he heard the door creek, he stopped kissing immediately, but was still under his slave.

He heard Dell's voice. "Oh, so that's where you are. What are you doing under your slave?"

"My dad was helping me tie him up. We had some fun, and I fell asleep under here. I was thinking of doing another 69 with Toby."

Dell. "Okay, look. I'm here to teach you our ways. But you're not supposed to be 'under' a slave. You are supposed to be on top. It's very rare to be under a slave. It's just not…. natural." he said the last word like he had to search for it.

"Oh." he said as he started to crawl out. "Good to know. I guess I'll fuck his ass instead."

Dell swatted Cannon on the butt hard before checking to see if the boy still had an erection because of the ring in place. "Good, that will make your cock nice and long when you get older Cannon. I see a nice indention in your skin in several places. "

He got up on the rack and got behind the boy and shoved his cock in rather hard into his pucker. It slid in effortlessly. Ryan knelt on the bed and did the same to Toby. But Ryan was also jerking Toby with his hand, unlike Dell. Dell shook his head. "Look, I told you before. You don't have to give them an orgasm every time you fuck them or have them suck you. They should appreciate the times when you do it. Otherwise they get too used to it and expect it all the time. That's not treating them like the slaves they are."

As much as Ryan loved making Toby climax, he knew he had to treat him like an ordinary slave or else he could be taken away. He let go of Toby's cock immediately. "Oh, I just wanted to tease him. You know how fun that is, right?"

Dell nodded his head as he kept fucking Cannon's ass. "Oh, you got that right. Some times I get Cannon close several times throughout the day." The two boys continued to fuck their slave's asses until they both came.

Ryan kept his cock in for a moment. "Hey Dell, where do you keep the butt plugs? I don't want Toby to lose any of my cum."

Dell got off of the rack and went to one of the many treasure chests in the room and opened it up. It was filled with all kinds of butt plugs. It had big ones, small ones, smooth ones, bumpy ones, and the list went on and on. "Toby don't let any spill out." Ryan said as he pulled his cock out.

Toby clenched his ass muscles tightly. His ass was up in the air, so loosing any was unlikely. Dell began to untie Cannon as Ryan examined several plugs. "I'm going to need your help today Del if I want to fit in your society."

"Sure, anything I can help you with?" Ryan chose a medium sized plug, went back to Toby and inserted it into his ass.

"I could use some help learning to tie and untie knots." He began to try and untie Toby from his position hovering above the bed in an 'X' formation but was having troubles. Dell was already done untying Cannon.

"I see what you mean. Cannon, you may get up and stretch." Dell went over to watch Ryan. "Try pushing on that rope to ease the tension, then you should be able to untie it easier."

Cannon grunted as he stretched his muscles. Ryan figures he would be sore for a while having to sleep like that all night long. But Cannon didn't seem to mind it at all. "Thank you Master." He said, as now his mouth gag was off as well.

With a little practice, Ryan was able to untie Toby, until he was on the bed, still on his stomach. Without warning, Ryan grabbed his left leg and brought it upward to touch his butt, Then he lowered the boy's left arm and then he started to tie them together. He just had to keep his slave.

"Which knot would you recommend to keep his leg tied to his hand for at least an hour or two."

"Now you're getting into the spirit of things! I think I'll do the same with Cannon." He began teaching Ryan different knots and Ryan practiced each one on the leg and arm, until he found the one he liked the best. It took him almost 5 minutes to get it tied right.

Dell smiled and did the same knot on Cannon with his leg and arm in under 10 seconds. "Practice my friend. Practice each and every day."

Ryan swatted Toby's butt with a loud smack "Okay, Toby, make me an omelet. I want ham and lots of cheese. "

Toby hopped wiggled off the bed quickly. "Yes Master." the boy would have to hop to do anything and only be able to use one hand or arm. Dell swatted Cannon's butt and ordered him to do the same. Toby and Cannon bounced up the stairs with Ryan and Dell following.

***

Dell and Ryan started out just giggling occasionally at the antics of the two slaves hopping around, trying to get breakfast ready. But once the slaves realized that their Masters were having fun, they really started to make more near falls which made the owners laugh harder.

But the laughter finally subsided and the slaves got so some serious cooking. Dell leaned back. "So, I know you have lots of questions. Where do you want to start?"

He did have a lot of questions. He had studied a lot, but there was so much information that he skimmed over a lot of it. "I'm not even sure where to start. I guess I'm a little confused about school. Do you not go to school anymore? "

Dell looked over and watched the two slaves continue to fix breakfast, keeping his smile wide. "Like humans, we start school at about 4 or 5 cycles old. Of course, school for slaves is different than school for free kids. That is why you are responsible for Toby's education. Slaves know how to read, write, and do most basic math; but if you want them to learn more, you need to teach them."

"As for free boys. Well, I started school at the age of 4, and I've heard that we lean a lot faster than humans do. But by the time you are 6, the government already takes strides in finding what job you would like to have. They test your personality, likes, dislikes, and a whole bunch of other factors. By the time you are 9, they already have you trying out several things to see what you like and won't get bored with. I haven't been back to a school house since I was 9. I do miss the orgies though…. You know, I was a hover taxi driver for 4 months, but didn't like it after a while. The thought is; that if you like your job and are happy; you won't cause trouble.

"Right after my taxi thing, I visited my father and saw what he did, and now I know I want to be a slave trainer. Which is one of the reasons I'm teaching you about our society. One of the things a slave trainer does it gets to know his clients and tries to figure out what slave boy would make them the most happy. "

"That's one of the reasons Toby knows so much of Earth. He knows your likes and dislikes and can speak English. Most of our education is related to our chosen jobs. I know how to balance a credit book, and how to determine what will help a slave try to please his master the most. We can learn more if we want to."

Toby bowed low. "Please forgive me for bothering you master. What would you like to drink?"

"Sweet fruit juice please." Ryan answered.

Dell shook his head. "Same for me Cannon. Ryan, you really need to stop the please and thank you stuff to your slave, or people will start to think you are too soft on him and will try and take him away. Since you are new to our culture and just arrived, you will be given a lot of leniency, But that won't last forever."

"Sorry, it was just the way I was raised. I was raised to say please and thank you to everyone. We don't have slaves on Earth you know. If anyone complains, I'll just explain that to them. But I will try and do my best. I really want to fit in. Meanwhile, next question." He gestures around. "If your culture shares everything, why do you have such a nicer house and stuff than other people?"

Dell smirked "Our society is based on credits, much like humans do now. But, if I see someone who really needs something, I'd give it to them. I don't understand how you humans can allow people to be homeless and on street corners. That's just crazy to me. Our government goes out of their way to find every free boy a job. If I saw someone at the grocery store needing a few bucks to pay for their stuff, I'd give it to them."

"Yes, some of us make more than others. But we don't have anyone who's poor and destitute. Even the former slaves have jobs and can make credits. If you want Toby to have a job when he gets older, you will be responsible for his education in that area. But it won't be as grand as a free boy's job. Toby might never be a surgeon, but he might hand the doctor his medical equipment and clean up afterward."

Dell noticed that the two slaves were almost done with making their meal. Dell leaned over and whispered to Ryan. "No matter what, you need to start treating Toby like a slave and not a person if you want to keep him. Binding his leg to his arm won't be enough in a lot of eyes. You need to take charge and show them that you are the boss. "

Ryan didn't like it, but Dell had a point. Right now he was in a grace period because he was just learning the culture. But Toby could be taken away if he wasn't showing his ability to be a master. The two plates were set down. Cannon's plate was perfection. The omelet were lightly brown, and almost overflowing with cheese and ham.

But Toby's omelet was a little runny in a few spots, and wasn't nearly as large as Cannon's. Ryan looked up at Toby. "Is this what you call an omelet slave? I thought they taught you how to cook. Can you not see the difference between your omelet and Cannon's? Are you blind? "

Ryan felt horrible saying all of this but he had to if he wanted to keep the slave. Toby hung his head and looked like he was ready to cry. "Don't you dare shed a tear slave! Or your punishment will be 10 times worse." Ryan had no clue how he was going to punish Toby. He could simply spank him, but didn't think that would be quite enough in Dell's eyes. But then an idea hit him.

"Cannon, if it's okay with your master, I need you to make me a decent omelet and make yourself one too. This one doesn't even have hardly any cheese. Slave? Didn't I tell you I liked it cheesy?" Slave, you will go fetch me a paddle and bring it back up here, but first; get out two bowls. Fill one with water and put it on the ground and hand me the other one."

Toby kept his head down. "Yes Master. I'm sorry Master. I will cook better for you from now on." He said all of this without hesitating getting the two bowls down. He filled one with water and set it on the floor, hopping around but managing not to spill a drop. He gave Ryan the other bowl and started his way down the stairs to fetch the paddle.

As soon as Toby was out of hearing range, Ryan spoke up. "I'm giving you both permission to spank Toby. I will announce this when he gets back. But he will also be treated like an Earth dog. I'm going to make him eat and drink out of bowls all day. He will not be allowed to get up off his hands and knees until a couple of hours have past. If it's okay with you Dell, I'd like to treat Cannon with the kindness I was giving Toby. I'm going to offer him a place at the table to eat with us. I think this will make the punishment seem more severe to Toby."

Dell nodded as Cannon prepared the other meals. "I'm impressed. That's not a bad punishment. You might make a good slave owner after all."

Ryan smiled at the comment. "Do you have any extra rope nearby?"

"Almost in every room my friend, almost every room."

***

Toby returned, hopping back up the stairs, and had a paddle in one hand. He no longer looked like he was going to cry. He knew that he messed up. He didn't try as hard as he could have. The paddle looked like it was solid wood with holes drilled in it for less resistance in the swing.

"Toby," Ryan began. "Cannon and Dell have permission to spank you off and on before noon. But first I need you to come here." Toby hopped to Ryan, and Ryan untied the ropes. "Get on your knees and elbows. Bend the legs and arms."

As soon as Toby did as he was commanded, Ryan took each leg and bound each one separately, so his feet were almost touching his naked butt. Then Ryan tied the arms separately as well, so the hand was touching the shoulder. Ryan tied each limb with a different knot.

"For the next hour or two, you will walk on your elbows and knees. It will be awkward. It will be painful after a while. But you will act happy and carefree. Do you understand?"

Toby nodded "Yes Master."

"Good." He set the bowl of runny eggs that Toby had made on the floor next to the bowl of water. "For the rest of the day, you will eat and drink out of a bowl or off the floor. You may eat any time there is food in the bowl, or on the floor, and drink any time you are thirsty. Do you understand?"

Toby nodded "Yes Master."

"Good, It looks like Cannon is done making us a decent omelet. You may eat now Toby." As soon as Toby approached his bowl of food, Ryan took the paddle and swatted the boy on the butt. Then he gave it to Dell, who did the same, followed by Cannon.

Dell and Cannon watched in curiosity as Toby had to contort his body to eat from the bowl. Plus he could only eat with his mouth. It would get all over his face. The three older boys sat at the table and ate their food while watching Toby. Toby dropped a small piece of extra runny egg on the floor.

He looked up at Ryan, hoping for praise. Ryan took the paddle and popped Toby on the butt, and gave Cannon and Dell both a turn at smacking him. "Toby, be a good puppy-boy and lick the food off the floor."

"Yes, Master." He licked the floor clean, until there was no food in the bowl or on the floor.

Ryan got up and wiped the boy's face. Then he caressed the boy's little cock until it got hard. "Good puppy-boy. Now, you will not talk, but make only the sounds I tell you. If I ask you a question, you bark once for yes and twice for no." Then he demonstrated with a sharp bark.

"If you don't understand something, or need something like to go pee. You will whine." Then Ryan whined like a dog 3 times. "I will inform you when you may stop. Do you understand slave?"

"Bark!" Toby replied.

"Good, now practice walking, sitting, laying down, getting back up and so forth." Ryan turned to Cannon. "Cannon would you get me some sort of knee pads or pillows for Toby's elbows and knees, and also a collar." Dell nodded to Cannon that it was okay to fetch those items. He hopped down the stairs, as his leg was still tied to his arm while Toby tried to figure out how to even sit with his legs and arms all tied up..

"Okay, you've got my attention." Dell said. "But what is a puppy-boy? I don't think it translated correctly."

Ryan chuckled briefly. "As you know, my job will be to show your world about pet play. A puppy is a young earth animal, – a pet, and I know my dad ordered some stuff for me to work with, but it hasn't arrived yet. I'm going to teach Toby how to be an Earth puppy, so I have something to demonstrate to potential clients. I will teach him what puppies do. If he messes up, he gets a little pop on the butt."

"So Earth puppies wear ropes on them and get popped on the butt?"

This time Ryan laughed harder. "No silly. Just a second." He pulled up an image of a puppy. "This is a puppy. See how their front legs are just as long as their back ones? The only way a human – or Dannibarian – can do that is if they walk on their elbows and knees. It's better with sleeves than rope, and I'll show you what that means when the stuff comes in. The popping on the butt is just for Toby to learn quicker. Most people don't hit dogs or puppies."

Dell heard Cannon return. "I think I'll let Cannon be a puppy-boy as well. It can't hurt having two display models. Cannon, go back downstairs and get yourself the same items and follow Ryan's instructions."

"Bark!" Cannon called out as he headed back down the stairs

"Thanks Dell." Ryan said. "By the way, how did I do with my knots?"

Dell inspected each one. "This one is a little loose, and this one it a little tight, but he should be okay if you are only doing this for an hour or two."

***

Cannon returned not much later with more elbow and knee pads. Ryan had a chance to put his pairs on Ryan before Cannon returned. Toby had a little chance to figure out how to sit and lay down and walk a little, which was harder than he thought. Dell untied and retied Cannon and put on the pads.

Dell looked to Ryan for instructions. This felt weird to the boy. Someone was looking to him on how to make a slave boy act like a puppy dog. Ryan holds up the collar. "Okay, this represents when you have to act like an Earth dog; preferably a puppy. Whenever the collar is on, you must bark, yip, whine, or yelp. You must not talk. Earth dogs do not talk."

He placed a black leather collar on Toby and Dell put a brass collar on Cannon. Ryan continued. "Okay, um, since we have 2 training puppies; Toby, you say 'Arf", and Cannon you say "Woof." Remember it's once for yes and twice for no, and a whine sound if you are confused or need something. Do you both understand?"

"Arf!" said Toby.

"Woof!" said Cannon.

"Good, now puppies and dogs go potty outside. So, if you have to go, you go to either the front door or the back door and whine at it and touch the door with your elbow." Ryan demonstrated the whine.

Toby and Cannon looked at each other and both headed to the back door, Cannon was a little slower since Toby had a bit more practice walking on his elbows and knees. Once they got there, they both whined.

Dell laughed, followed by Ryan. Ryan opened the back door and followed the duo puppy-boys out the door. "Now, lift your knee to the side to pee. It may takes some practice not to stumble or fall over. Some puppies squat with their cocks almost touching the ground, until they learn to lift their leg."

Both puppy-boys tried to lift their knees, but had troubles keeping balance and they both ended up squatting. "As long as you wear the collar, you must go pee outside. Let's go back in. I have more to teach you."

The quartet went back into the mansion . "Okay," Ryan began, "Puppies are very energetic and playful. When they want to play, they often get their chests close to the ground, and lift their butt up. If you had a tail, you'd wag it. Once my stuff arrives, I'll teach you how to wag your tails. But for now, just try to wiggle your butts."

Both puppy-boys started to practice wiggling their butts in the air, causing both Ryan and Dell to laugh hard. "Okay. Um, puppies play two main types of games, but they learn quickly how to play more. One game it tug of war. You get a rope or washcloth, and you pull one end – with your teeth – and somebody else pulls the other end. And yes, you can each have an end and pull against each other. When you pull, you make a small playful growling sound." Ryan demonstrated.

Ryan got an old rag from the kitchen drawer and wound it up so both puppy-boys could pull on each end. Then he handed and end to each puppy-boy. They were tugging and Dell and Ryan laughed again. "D…don't forget to, giggle, wiggle, your butts and play growl a lot. You are just playing after all."

The two puppy-boys started to pull on the rag and wiggle their bubble, naked butts in the air, making both slave owner laugh even harder.

"Okay, okay, okay." Ryan said as he got the rag away from the duo. He took a deep breath from laughing so hard. "Now, the other game puppies play is fetch. Somebody throws either a stick or a ball and the puppy-boys go get it bring it back. Now, it is okay to play tug of war with the the item thrown, until the person says 'release', or you can just give it back. I suggest we play that outside, so you don't knock over anything."

The doorbell rang and Ryan smiled. "Well, get all excited of a new visitor! Jump up and down if you can, Run around and go to the door and bark. Remember, you want to play, so let's see if we can make whoever is at the door to smile. Oh, and puppies love to lick, and not just cocks. They don't know how to suck. So be sure and lick whoever is at the door. "

The two puppy-boys raced, as fast as their knees and elbows would take them and started to bark at the door. They were wiggling their cute little bubble butts, trying their best to jump up and down, which Ryan could see was hurting them a little.

Dell opened the door. At the door was a boy about 14 cycles old. He had very pointed ears, and very round, blue, eyes. He was wearing only a "Planet Delivery" cap, and comfortable shoes. "Delivery for Ryan Cooper." Said the teen. He paused a bit and saw the two slave boys jump up and down with excitement. He had to smile.

"Come in." said Dell, and as soon as he entered Toby and Cannon started to lick whatever part they could reach. Toby was licking the teen's hand and Cannon was only reaching the knee. The teen looked like he didn't know what to do, but seemed to like it.

"Down, down." Ryan told the two puppy-boys. "SIT!" Both boys sat as commanded. "Sorry about that, we're only on the first day of training them."

At the door was a boy who looked to be 11 cycles old. He had a very large box on a dolly. He wore a solid brass collar on his neck and had no shoes on as most slaves were not allowed to wear them. He eyes were more oval and green, and his ears were curved to look a little like horns and were pierced 7 times each, with a small gold ring in each pierce . "Oh, I'm Pen and that's Mars." The older boy said. "He has permission to wear only a collar as he may drop or break packages if he was bound." Pen stared at the two puppy-boys "They can keep licking if they want. What's going on here anyways.?"

Ryan called out to the slaves. "Go ahead and lick. "They began to lick immediately, both on Pen. "You may sit down if you like." This was the part that Pen liked the most. Not only did he get to deliver stuff, but almost every house, he'd get to be sucked, fucked, or get to do that to someone he hasn't met before. It was his best part of the job.

Pen kept taking glances at Ryan. Ryan's blue eyes were almond shaped. He didn't have a full tan yet. Plus he had no point to his ears. Ryan smiled as the puppy-boys licked Pen in different spots and not just his cock. Mars set the box down. Another aspect of the job they loved was watching folks open up their deliveries. It was like watching a person open up gifts.

"I'm from the planet Earth. I'm on a exchange program to help learn about other cultures as my parents work here now. On Earth, we have pet dogs. Very young dogs are called puppies. So, these are puppy-boys. I'm training them to act like Earth puppies, because that will be my job. Now, puppies don't know the difference between slaves and owners and often lick whoever comes to the door."

Cannon was the first to catch the clue as he bounded, as best as he could on his elbows and knees, over to Mars and started to lick his leg. Toby stayed with Pen. "You have to direct puppy-boys over to your cocks, and a lot of times you have to put some sort of food on it or they loose interest and go to something else. But you can command them to lick something. You pet their head and call them 'good boy'."

Pen directed Toby's head to his cock. "Good boy. Lick my cock." He paused. "But what if I want him to suck it?" His cock was starting to get hard and wan 6 inches (15.24 cm) in length, and uncut.

Ryan smiled at Dell. This is what he wanted. The more people who asked questions, would mean more clients and more credits. Ryan rubbed his right wrist, knowing there was a credit chip embedded in his skin to accept payment when the time came.

"Well, they are just learning and don't know how yet. But they often see the extra skin at the top of a cock as a nipple. And puppies can suckle on nipples." Toby caught on quickly to the subtle command and started to suck on the extra skin still draping over the top of Pen's cock. "You can also hold their head in place and you'll have to do more of the work if you want to fuck their mouth."

Cannon copied Toby, but Mars was standing instead of sitting. His cock was 4 inches long. (10.16 cm) when fully erect. Pen took a hold of Toby's head and started to force his mouth up and down on his rigid cock. Mars only stood there as his master had not given him permission to do anything else.

Pen seemed to be enjoying himself. "Hey, Pen, I was wondering, since we are training our puppy-boys if you'd be so kind as to allow your slave to enjoy them as well."

"Oh, yeah, yeah, sure, sure. Mars you have my permission to cum, have the puppy-boys suck you, or you may fuck them… They can be fucked, right?" He asked.

"Well, Toby here has a butt plug in his butt to prepare his ass for a tail later, but puppy-boys do love to have their ass fucked. So, you'll have to take the plug out of Toby first. "

Pen smiled. "Oh, I prefer being sucked, It's Mars who likes to fuck butts, as I do love my butt fucked. Do puppy-boys know how to fuck butts?"

"Oh yes. It's natural for all dogs to be horny at a moment's notice. Just rub their cock, and then present your butt. Now, they are quite clumsy at hitting their target at first and so often you have to direct their cocks inside the hole. But before you do, I'd like to open my package now, and I may trade out some of their gear. The ropes may get in the way with fucking"

"Go for it. I'm curious." Pen said, allowing Toby to continue to lick. Mars also waited as he wanted to know what was inside the very large package as well.

When Ryan opened the box, inside were several compartments. One section had a variety of collars, several colors, styles, and sizes. Another section had dog ears the would slip over real ears. Again, the ears went from small pointed fox ears, to big floppy beagle ears. Another section had tail plugs. It has everything from short and stubby, bushy and hairy, and long and lean. It looked like almost every dog was represented in the tails.

Another section had sleeves. They would be able to pull over legs, or arms. They had pads on the middle where the elbow or knee would be. They also came in various sizes and styles. In yet another section, was ring and ball gags, that looked like dog muzzles. And there was even a separate section for full costume, but those were very few. Yet another section, had popular dog toys like squeak toys, tug-of war toys, balls of various sizes, as well as treats that both humans or real dogs could eat, and it also held several silver bowls for a dog to drink or eat from. And the last section held a dog tag maker with tags.

"Toby, come!" Ryan commanded. Toby trotted over as best as he could. Ryan had troubles choosing which sets he wanted. Ryan chose some simple brown sleeves, small ears that folded over, and a brown, smooth fur, skinny tail. Ryan started to untie the legs and arms and put the sleeves on instead.

It was a much snugger fit, and the pads were better than the knee pads that Cannon brought. Ryan fished the butt plug out of Toby, and inserted the tail plug. Then he worked on getting the dog ears over Toby's real ears. He kept the collar on, and didn't choose the muzzle gag. "Isn't he cute?" he said tussling the boys hair. "Arf! Said Toby.

Dell chose white with black spots for his sleeves and tail. When Cannon was done, he looked a lot like a Dalmatian, and Toby looked more like a Terrier. "Toby, flex your ass muscles." Toby squeezed and relaxed his anus, and each time he did, the tail would wag much like a dog. "When you are excited or happy, you wag your tail. When you are sad, or not excited, you let it stay limp. If you are scared, you try and tuck the tail between your back legs."

Toby and Cannon practiced their tail wags. "Now if you want to fuck a butt, you have to remove the tail plug. And as long as they are in a dog collar, they have to make dog sounds instead of talking, like 'arf', 'woof' or 'bark'. There are other sounds dogs make as well. They have to be taught how not to swallow cum. Dogs don't know how to keep it in their mouth without swallowing – which is the opposite of what slaves have been taught. But they can be taught that and other things as well."

Pen seemed really curious. "What other things?"

"Well, puppy-boys are very playful and some of them are very naughty, knocking over stuff because they are so energetic and playful. It depends if you WANT a naughty puppy-boy. Our puppy-boys are not naughty all the time. But all puppy-boys need to be taught how to sit, stay, come, beg, heal, and roll over on command. Real dogs on Earth get rewards like tasty treats if they do a command right. Here on Dannibar, I suspect some of the rewards could be jerking them off, or letting them fuck something since they can't jerk themselves off. But, as puppy-boys, they always have permission to cum."

"But that's not all. They can also be taught how to be in competitions. Most competition have to do with speed. Some dogs catch a Frisbee with their mouth. Other are show dogs and know how to stand straight, walk strait, and stand still while a person feels all over them.. Just a second…"

Ryan left the room to get his holovid player out. He started to play something he had saved. It was showing a real earth dog going through a weave pole, up and down hills, and a teeter-totter, going through sleeve tunnels, over height bars, until stopping and sitting on a small table. This was all in real style 3D right in the middle of the living room.

"This is a famous obstacle course that humans put some dogs through,. Each course can be set up differently as to what the dogs do and when they do it. It takes a lot of training to get the dogs to do it not only right, but fast as well. If you knock a pole down, miss one of the weave poles, or miss an obstacle, you get a time penalty. But I suggest letting the slaves get used to the sleeves first. You don't want the government to knock on your door accusing you of torturing your slave. It's supposed to be fun and challenging for both slave and owner."

"I was just teaching Dell some of the things puppy-boys like to do. They like to play tug-of-war and fetch." Ryan took out one of the tug-of-war toys and waved it in front of Toby. Toby crouched down his chest, sticking up his butt, and was wagging his tail as fast as he could. Ryan gave one end to Toby and puled on the other, giving a play growl. Pen laughed.

Dell took out a ball and tossed it carefully. Cannon bounded after it and brought it back to Dell with his tail wagging, giving him a playful growl when he tried to take it away. "That growl is not disobedience. That is playfulness. Yes, some Earth dogs can be taught how to be mean or protective. But, I'm showing customers only the fun playful side of dogs."

Pen's eyes were wide and curious. He's never seen anything like this before. Ryan continued. "The price of one complete set, which includes, ears, tail, collar, 4 sleeves, and a dog toy, is usually about 200 credits." Pen looked up at Ryan at the high price. "But… for a limited time only, I'm selling each set for only 100 credits. I'm supposed to be getting another delivery later this week for the obstacle course, and I will have to set that up when it gets here. "

Toby was still tugging on his toy, while Dell was still rolling the ball for Cannon to return. Pen seemed to be interested but was pausing because of the price. Ryan knew he had to up the ante. "Now, if you do buy the set, you get the first 3 training sessions free. Plus, if you refer another customer to us, you get 10 credits off the purchase of additional dog toys or additional lessons." Ryan left out how much each lesson would cost after the original 3 on purpose.

Ryan had seen a lot of Earth commercials where they did this. They would mention a 'normal' higher price only to cut it down drastically; and then at the end they would add something. Dannibar didn't have these commercials, so it would sound like a great deal to Pen. "Deal!" Pen said.

Ryan knew each Dannibarian was injected with a chip in their wrist that they contained credits in. He was injected himself back before they left Earth. Pen lifted his wrist to his mouth. "Send 100 credits." Where Ryan would do the same to his wrist. "Receive 100 credits." They touched wrists together and a small beep sound could be heard. Ryan was excited having earned his first Dannibarian credit.

Pen started to search the box for the perfect set. He was making more mess than Ryan was expecting. Ryan gestured to Toby to continue his licking session with Pen. This time he went right to his crotch, and Mars was already starting to fuck Cannon's butt. The 11 cycle old was cramming his cock in and out quickly in the tight 8 cycle old ass.

Pen chose a longer hair set. The set reminded of a German Shepherd style of hair and sleeves with a mixture of brown and black hair. "Now, remember, only put the collar on him when you want him to act like a puppy. You might also want to put on the sleeves and ears first. But that's up to you. And it's advisable to start out with short sessions and gradually go to longer ones so the slave gets used to it." Ryan reminded his client.

"No problem." He was now sitting in a recliner with Toby between his legs. Toby was still licking the 14 cycle's cock. Pen held Toby's head in place and started to fuck his mouth. Mars made a grunting sound as he was allowed to cum in the boy's ass. He made less than a teaspoon full of cum as he had just started making it earlier that week. Cannon just stood there and took it, but did seem to enjoy it.

Ryan was getting an erection himself as he was watching his puppy-boy's mouth on the much larger cock than his own. Pen was saying "Mmmm, mmmm, mmmm" with each gyration. He held the puppy-boy's head still and shot out a lot of cum. Like most Dannibarians, it came out like a slow fountain, squirting over and over again. Toby swallowed each squirt without loosing a drop. Pen sighed and let Toby's head go.

Ryan quickly got out the name tag making kit and stamped out the name "Mars." He handed it to Pen. "I almost forgot. He needs a name tag." Pen looked excited to play with his new things.

"I'll try these out right after work. I may be over later tonight for Mar's first lesson. But I really have to go. Lots of deliveries you know." Ryan transferred over the amount for the delivery, plus a nice tip over to Pen. Pen and Mars left.

"Hey, Dell, let's take the puppy-boys out back and play fetch with them. They have to learn how to run on their elbows and knees, you know." The slave owners took their puppy-boys outside.

To Be Continued