PZA: A Happy Family

It was Friday morning, about 8am and I had just finished my daily workout routine. As I entered the apartment complex and started to climb the stairs to my unit, I started to get hard, remembering what would be inside waiting for me.

Sure enough I was not disappointed by the view of young Finn wearing only his small black swim briefs, on his knees with his hands tied behind his back, gagged, plugged and ready to serve me. I was wearing nothing but some black running shorts (shoes stayed outside), hands on my waist and looking down at him as I contemplated my options. It was a school day, so I had decided to go for a face fuck (It would also serve as his breakfast today). So I sat on my armchair, freed my cock and grabbed his blonde hair and ears.

His blue eyes were looking up at me from his kneeling position trying to predict what I would force him to do today, but my eyes only showed him my lust. I noticed he lost a bit of his focus as he probably accepted I wouldn't give him the answers he so desperately wanted.

But I could see that he was still thinking about something else. Now it was my time to try and guess the little boy's thoughts, and he was much easier to read! Was he scared? Yeah, of course, I admit I am a bit scary, and the kid is constantly fearful! But it was something else. I guess he was hoping that, if he did a good job today, I would maybe allow him to go to school unplugged? Sorry to disappoint you kid, I thought, actually it would be quite the opposite! He was ready for an upgrade, both on size and thickness. Instead of his normal training plug, he would go to school stuffed with a cock shaped plastic dildo that would need to be taped to his ass to avoid any early and unnecessary release.

And as I removed the tape holding the makeshift gag that was stuffed into his slutty little mouth since I sent him to sleep yesterday (this time it was a pair of smelly socks), he parted his boyish lips to allow me to remove the gag and receive my shaft and quickly closed them around it as he knew he was supposed to.

I promptly forced myself as deep as I could in one go. He coughed and choked, not yet ready to take my full 20 cm [8"] down his small throat. But, I must say, he was improving! I couldn't feel any teeth, and in general it felt much better than 8 months ago, when it all started. And as I got serviced, forcing myself in and out of his small and constricting throat, getting deeper and deeper with each thrust, I started to remember that first day.

But before that, lets go back even further, 17 months ago. My name is Erik, and at that time I was 26, with short brown hair, 1.92 m [6'4"]tall and weighed 92 kg [203lb], not too hairy, toned body from running and doing calisthenics 6 times a week. I worked as an economist, mostly from home. His mother and I started dating about that time, she was a doctor and a single mom, and was 31 when we met.

We were introduced by a common friend and we discovered that we went to the same university, in the northern part of the country (not very usual here, you might be thinking). She is blonde with blue eyes, slim body, nice boobs and ass. My first impression: she was hot, with a nice body, a bit surprising if you consider that she was a mom! And the sex turned out to be great too. I should say that she likes it a bit rough sometimes, but who am I to complain, right? In fact, I always liked when I could be rough with a girl in bed, it pleases me to be in control and able to unleash some aggression.

We enjoyed being with each other apart from the sex, so our relationship evolved quite rapidly. Initially I saw her at weekends when her kid stayed with his father. As we got more serious I visited her at her place even staying overnight occasionally, and so she introduced me to the kid. Finn was a 7 year old boy, I would say average height for his age, slim body starting to get some muscle definition, flat stomach and chest, with tanned skin from his surf practice, short blonde hair, a proportional boyish face, slightly freckled due to sun exposure, with the same blue eyes as his mom. He also had the most perfectly round bubble butt, the shape clearly visible beneath his boy shorts.

His stunning looks didn't match his personality at all. The kid was very shy and didn't appear to have any friends, but he was very obedient and polite always addressing me as sir and doing as he was told without complaints. Anna explained to me that it was the way he was taught by his father to treat his elders. She said Mathias could be quite hard on the boy, spanking his bare bottom for any small transgression, sometimes with a belt. As she explained it to me, she said it was not her approach as a parent, but she accepted it as a valid practice.

At that time I thought this kind of stuff was abolished already, something from the past, and from what she had said I thought he was a bit brutal with the kid, but I kept those thoughts to myself. Also, I was not a parent, so who was I to judge them on how they took care of their own kid? Maybe this harsh approach would be good for the kid, help to toughen him up. At least he was polite, different from most kids these days. Another thing I noticed over time was that Anna was not very close to the kid. She was not completely absent, but she didn't appear a very affectionate mom, there wasn't as much contact between them as I remembered having with my mom as a kid for instance.

She had some crazy work schedules, which she later confided to me was the main reason why the boy's father broke up with her as they were not having sex as frequently as he needed, but I worked from home and this was not an issue for me. I felt sympathetic to her ex, cause I also have a strong powerful sex drive and need it often.

A few months after we started dating the boy's father, Mathias (they broke up when the kid turned seven and I never got to meet the guy) had been offered a job opportunity abroad, and decided to go for it, leaving the kid behind with Anna

About 6 months after we met they had moved in to my apartment which was closer to the kid's school and also more spacious. Their previous apartment was closer to her job at the time, but she was contemplating a new job that would allow her to get back to the specialization studies that she stopped when the kid was born, and my apartment was also closer to this other place.

As I said, she was not very close to the kid, and I thought this might have some connection with the career opportunities she might have lost as she interrupted her medical studies. Don't get me wrong, although they were not very close, it appears to me that she loved the kid (kind of). But sometimes I had the impression she would rather not have had him at all.

They moved in, and with her new job and all, I needed to be more present in the kid's education and take care of him when she was not available (which turned out to be most of the time), but I was ok with that. The kid was no trouble at all and I already worked from home anyway. Also, she gave me freedom to correct the kid as I pleased, stressing that she was comfortable with corporal punishment.

Myself and the kid were getting on well, he craved for male company and the attention of a father figure, his needs only being increased by the behavior of his often absent mother. Eventually I started to slap his bottom to correct some small wrongdoings. He would appear very sorry after those corrections, he would also say that he didn't want to be a bad boy and would ask me to forgive him, sometimes he would even cry. Anyway, as I said, he was shy and very obedient, and those occasions were very rare, specially because, as we grew closer, he started to be afraid that I would eventually abandon him as his father did, so he would do everything he could to please me.

Six days a week my routine started with either a one hour run by the beach or one hour of calisthenics in a park nearby, After that, I would get back home and prepare breakfast for myself and the kid (also for Anna if she was home). Two days a week I would walk him to his surf classes early in the morning and use the time for my morning run. I would then bring him back home so his mom could get him ready to go to school while I took a quick shower and went to work.

Previously he had caught the school bus which picked up pupils from outside their homes so there had been no roads for him to cross. Now because the school was closer. there was no special service. There were several major roads to cross, so one of us would walk the kid to school at around 9am, as the school started at 9:30. It was a later start than I remembered from my schooldays, but Anna told me that the school had changed their time schedule recently based on research indicating that kids and teenagers needed more time to sleep in the mornings to be at their full potential during the day. School finished at 4:30 and one of us would pick him up shortly after that but he knew to wait if we were a bit late.

One would think that the fact that Finn was a shy kid and didn't have friends combined with the brutal discipline his father used to give him would raise some concerns among the school staff, but he studied at a very traditional private school. Their focus was on academic work, giving lots of homework and keeping the kids occupied in all of their free time. I also think some of the old teachers believed in corporal punishment for kids as well. So, as long as he got good grades and behaved well, the school couldn't care less about his happiness. And he was a very dedicated student, among the best in his class, due to his constant obsession with pleasing the adults around him.

My normal workday had been from 8 to 5, Monday to Friday, some days I had to adjust this schedule to spend more time with Anna due to her working hours, or taking to or collecting the kid from school if she was not available, but I tried to respect this time allocation as much as possible. After school Finn would take a shower and do some homework. Sometimes the two of us would go to the swimming pool in our apartment complex. We used the locker room showers afterwards, that's when we started to see each other naked. He was always nervous in the beginning and appeared afraid of me touching his body. I put this down to being one of the consequences of his father's severe discipline.

After his shower (and homework), we would have a light meal, and either watch some tv, read books or he would play with his toys. When it was time for him to sleep, either me or Anna would put him to bed, always before 9pm. He never complained, but sometimes his face showed that he was unhappy at having to stop his play-time. I paid close attention to this behavior, and made sure he went to sleep with a sore butt on these rare occasions – yes, I was really getting into this being a daddy. It seems that I was not only rough in sex. I guess correcting his transgressions enhanced my position of control, as the alpha male in the house.

Thinking about that, this was maybe the reason why Anna started to date me so soon after Mathias left, in the first place. From Instagram I could see that her ex looked quite fit as well, and from the sparse descriptions she gave me of his behavior with her and the kid I guessed he also liked to be in control, perhaps in bed as well? Yeah, maybe the reason why we got together so quickly and settled in nicely was linked to my similarities to her ex-husband, making the replacement less traumatic. But this is only a guess as we have never discussed those questions.

Finally, on weekends, we would normally go out to the beach or to a park, do some trekking, cycling, a family picnic, or sometimes we just chilled by the pool. After a couple of months we found a local teenage boy to babysit Finn so we could go out with our friends. Anna had never mingled with the other school kids' parents, and remained mostly with childless friends (which contributed to Finn's loneliness and isolation). Neither of us had siblings and our parents lived far from us. From Anna's frequent complaints I would guess that Finn's grandparents from his father side didn't even know about his existence!

From my side, I had no complaints. It turned out to be a nice life! Frequent (and good) sex with Anna, and the kid was no problem at all, he even helped me to clean the house on weekends. In fact he did cleaning by himself, even without me asking him to, as he wanted to please me. I think he was used to doing it with his father, so he knew how to clean stuff properly. He was a really good boy, I always made sure to say that to him when I thought he deserved it. Whenever I complimented him for his good behavior he was euphoric, and once he told me that those moments were the best part of his day.

As I was happy to take on more responsibility for the kid, Anna was able to dedicate more time to her new job and studies. After three months there was a medical conference abroad followed by a short seminar she needed to (and also wanted to, although she was reluctant in the beginning to admit it) attend. So for seven days it would be just us boys at home.

Arrangements would need to be made for her absence. First, I was appointed as the kid's primary legal guardian in his mother's absence, we even got Mathias to sign the papers in our country's embassy, close to where he lived. The whole process was fast (three weeks in total) which was a positive surprise! I also needed to slightly modify my working routine to be able to properly take care of Finn, specially in the mornings as I would need to start working a bit later to be able to get him to school everyday.

As I contemplated the situation, I started to think It would be hard for me to be without any proper sex for 7 days (and from Anna's expressions she had similar thoughts). Actually I believe this was the only reason she was initially a bit reluctant to travel.

She flew on Thursday morning, we (the boys) skipped our workout routines (running and surfing), to take Anna to the airport, and from there I drove Finn directly to his school. But apart from that, it was a normal Thursday for me. I picked him up from school at the usual time. We went to the swimming pool for a while and after showering together I sent him to do his homework while I finished some work stuff. I quickly prepared a salad for us to eat and then he went to play with his toys. Shortly after it was time for him to sleep. I tucked him in, kissed his forehead, went back into my room and waited for Anna to call me.

It was our first night apart, and after a long call I was very horny but left to my own hands (she revealed to me that she had bought a travel vibrator to help her cope with the lack of sex). I was in my boxers only, getting ready to watch some porn and jerk off as I heard a timid knock on my door.

"Hmm, Hi," he said. I could see from his body and facial expressions that he was uncomfortable with the situation.

He told me he had had a nightmare where his mother did not come back home, and wanted to know if he could please sleep with me tonight. He had pleading and watering eyes. I could tell he was really afraid as he waited for my reply. I gave him a sheepish grin and patted the bed on Anna's side. He jumped in smiling, softly embraced and thanked me. And I accepted it would be another night with no ejaculation for me.

Friday was a bit unusual. I woke up spooning Finn, arms wrapped around his small torso and with my hard cock in-between his ass cheeks and lower back. If he was a girl, his bubble butt would be a real success with boys in the near future, I thought, as I gently patted his small butt, just for fun. I got up, threw on some shorts and went outside to do my workout sequence, which turned out to be quite intense that day, with all of my accumulated pent-up energy.

Then I went back home and tried to wake him up. He was a bit lazy that day and I needed to poke him several times before he left my bed, which was a bit annoying. He went to his room and started to get ready for school while I took a quick shower and went to cook our breakfast. As soon as I had taken him to school and got back I had to start working. It was a full day with lots of video meetings and, due to some political corruption breaking news at lunchtime (which impacted on the stock market), the number of meetings I needed to attend doubled and there was no time for anything but going to collect Finn. By the time we arrived home I was exhausted. I sent him to shower and was going to do the same in my bathroom.

He went to his room, undressed, got his towel and came back straight into my bedroom, wanting to take a shower with me (I guess he was still afraid of his mother abandoning him). I welcomed him and we showered together, it was no big deal, we had already done that before loads of times in the locker room shower after swimming. But I was still horny and once again could not get my release (luckily I didn't get an erection in front of the kid, this would have been difficult to explain). While showering I noticed that he was checking me out, my toned muscles, my cock and balls, my body hair, even my ass attracted his attention. The kid is just being curious, I thought, no big deal.

As we finished I asked him if he had homework to do and if so told him he needed to take care of it.

"But, today is Friday, and I don't have classes tomorrow, not until Monday!" he complained.

"Ok, sir" he said as he accepted my order, although he looked and sounded unhappy.

It was a lot of homework, as the school generally gave the kids extra activities for the weekends. I thought it would be a good punishment to make him do it all that evening Hopefully it would teach him to obey me without complaint in future. I also remembered the difficulties I had had getting him ready for school earlier that morning, which served as an additional reason for his punishment.

It took him a long time to finish his homework, forty minutes past his bedtime. He looked at his watch and thought a little bit before he plucked up courage to ask:

"You know it's already past your bedtime. Go to your room and get ready for bed, ok?" I said gently.

"Enough with that Finn! What's got into you today? Why are you complaining about everything? I already told you no! Go to your room and get yourself ready for bed, now! Then wait for me before you get into your bed" I said in a grave tone.

He would be sleeping tonight with a sore, red bottom. As I entered his bedroom, he was standing close to his bed, with his pjs on, feet awkwardly placed, rubbing his own left arm and shoulder with his right hand and looking at me with sorrowful eyes and a nervous and uncomfortable expression.

"Ok boy, come here now. Lower your shorts and briefs to your knees. Yeah, like that. Now come here and get in position, I need to punish you for your bad behavior today," I said, patting my thighs to indicate what was expected of him. He bent himself over my knees and I gave him eight hard smacks on each of his small soft globes, hitting him harder than I ever had before.

I admit that I went hard on the kid that night, but with justified reason! He had been a brat all day and also had blocked my jerk off opportunities since yesterday, so I was kind of pissed with him. By the third smack he had started crying.

"I am sorry! I am sorry, sir!" he was blubbering continuously in-between his sobs.

"Stop moving, be quiet boy!" I commanded. He complied although I could still hear his whispering pleas for forgiveness.

As I was spanking his boy ass, the resemblance to a girl's bubble butt was becoming quite pronounced in my mind. Combined with my current lack of sex, the touch of his soft skin and the power surge I was getting from the spanking, I started to become a bit aroused (that is the reason why I stopped at sixteen instead of my initially planned twenty whacks in total). Well, it was good he was more focused on the pain I was giving him, as he did not appear to have noticed my half mast pressing against his firm belly and left arm.

When the job was done, he was silently crying, with the marks of my right hand and fingers deeply imprinted on his dark red mounds.

"Now, I want you to be quiet boy. Stand up. Put your briefs and shorts back on. Yeah, that's ok, I know its hurting a little, go slow. Go to the corner and get on your knees facing the wall, hands behind your head. Stay there like that until I get back here and use this time to think about what you have done today." I felt he needed a bit more punishment considering that I stopped the spanking earlier than planned because of my hard-on.

As I walked to my room I was feeling a bit more relaxed. I laid down on my bed and read a book for a while before returning to his bedroom after some ten to fifteen minutes.

"You can get into your bed now," I said to the still moaning child. "You stay there and sleep in your own room tonight. And try not to be a bad boy tomorrow, ok?" He gave a little nod as I tucked him in. I then gently kissed his forehead before turning off the lights and left his room.

I went back into my room once more and waited for a few minutes until Anna called me. We had decided to try some phone sex tonight and as I had restricted the kid to his room we wouldn't have any interruption. But the video kept cutting out due to poor internet quality from her side, and she sounded quite funny. I ended up laughing at the situation (which totally killed the mood) and left us both frustrated.

I was still very horny as I went to sleep, naked as usual (well, except for yesterday as the kid was in my bed and I had to sleep in my boxers). Due to the technical problems, the call had been quite long, and I was already very tired before it started so no sexual release for me. Again!

Oh, I forgot to say that, although I am conditioned to wake up early due to my workout routine, I am a heavy sleeper and this night, as usual, I was soon sleeping like a log.

At some point during the night I started to dream about Anna, she started giving me a hand job, only her hands felt much smaller and softer.

She then started licking my shaft, and this rapidly progressed to a blowjob. In the dream, it was not the best I have had from her, and I sometimes felt her teeth on my cock but, still, it was hot maybe due to my lack of sex! Her mouth felt tighter around my hard-on, which kind of compensated for the teeth.

I couldn't get it all inside her, but I was really trying! It was such a nice feeling, holding her head in my hands as I repeatedly forced my shaft into her mouth and down her throat, listening to her gagging and choking sounds (hey, I said she liked it rough! Ok, I admit I was a bit more aggressive than usual, but come on, it was only a dream!).

She continued to work on my cock and as I was approaching my orgasm, I started to wake up, and I was fully awake as I pumped my seed down her throat but with my eyes still closed, hands holding her head down and just enjoying the moment.

"What a wonderful way to wake up, thanks babe!" I said to her, as she was forced to swallow my cum.

But as I started to get back to my senses, I remembered that she was supposed to be on the other side of the world at a medical conference. It was then that I opened my eyes, only to see young Finn's tearful blue eyes and red face with more than half of my cock forced deep inside his small mouth and throat, gagging and coughing, with my cum running from the sides of his mouth and snorting out of his nose. His small hands were pushing against my abs, desperately trying to break free, perhaps to get some air.

Recomposing myself from the orgasm, but with my hands still forcing his head and throat down on my shaft, I heard myself asking:

Chapter 2

It was a rhetorical question, of course. I was fully aware that the kid would not be able to answer it with his mouth and throat impaled on my cock. I don't even know if he heard my question, as I believe he was fully focused on the more pressing matter of trying to get some air into those small lungs. I relieved some of the pressure and removed the tip of my cock from the boy's throat, so he could breath, but still kept myself deep inside his mouth, his lips sealed around my shaft.

He started breathing while still coughing, trying to move away. That's when he noticed I would not release his head, and he looked into my eyes, a bit confused.

"Hey, you started it and now you have to finish the job. Keep swallowing, I don't want any mess in my bed"

He complied with my orders, and when he finished I collected the cum that had escaped through his mouth and nose and fed it to his unhappy but compliant mouth. I then ordered him to lick what had dropped into my pubes before I would let him answer my question.

He was crying when he started to explain how he started swallowing his dad's piss for him whenever the guy wanted. He eventually started to suck on the guy's dick, and quickly learned to get it as deep as possible to drink his cum while avoiding any spillage. He would do it for his father to make him happy and calm when he was being a bad boy, and he wanted to do the same to me because of his bad behavior on the previous day.

And he told me that although my cock was only slightly longer than his daddy's, I was significantly thicker, specially my cock head.

So that was the reason why I could not get it past the first wall of his small throat, I thought. It would also explain why I felt some teeth in the beginning, when my cock head started to enter his mouth.

Fuck, it was too much to process. I kept looking at the frightened, crying kid, and one thing was clear to me: the kid was a confirmed slut. He tricked his father and seduced him, by sucking his cock, drinking his piss and eating his cum. That was the reason why the guy was so brutal with the kid! He deserved the spankings, he actually needed to be corrected with brute force. I was being too soft on the kid, I thought. Not satisfied in tricking and seducing his own father, the little slut used his mouth to rape me while I was sleeping!

It was a difficult time for me, with my girlfriend gone and without opportunities for sex. He had been actively blocking my jerk-off opportunities with some lame excuses to trick me so he could get to suck my dick for his own twisted and perverted reasons. I remembered all the signals, him checking me out while we showered together, when I woke up spooning his bubble but (yeah, the slut was probably awake the whole time). It also explained why he started to behave like a brat the day before: he wanted to get spanked, he probably got some sort of sick pleasure from it.

At this moment, I was the man responsible for the kid's education, and his upbringing. The only man after his obviously disgusted father decided to leave him. I would need to stop being soft on the kid from now on. The punishments would need to be more severe, and the consequences long standing, otherwise he would soon start to try and corrupt other men and even other boys on the street! And this new approach needed to start now!

"Be quiet boy! What were you thinking, forcing your mouth on my cock while I was asleep? Aren't you ashamed of your behavior? Stop crying slut! You want my cock? Come here now! On your knees, and I better not feel any teeth on my cock boy," I said and I forcefully grabbed him by the hair, forcing my shaft into his little mouth until the head was sealing his little throat. He would have to drink my morning piss for me, and I didn't want a single drop to escape.

"Drink it down, I don't want any excuses, if one drop escapes from your mouth you will be very sorry boy."

The still trembling and crying slut was red faced, gagging and choking around my shaft, desperately drinking my steaming piss and trying to avoid the promised punishment, or so I thought. But I discovered that I was wrong, I saw some of my piss gurgling out from his nostrils. The fucker was testing me! I said that he could not let my piss escape from his mouth, which he didn't, but he let some escape from this other orifice. When I had finished and removed my cock from his mouth he was coughing and breathing deeply with tears streaming out of his eyes, but I was furious with the boy.

"Hey, you think you are being clever boy? Letting my piss drop from your dirty little nose, and trying to make a mess in my bedroom? You strip down right now and come here!" I shouted to the frightened kid. He quickly complied, bending over my knees to receive his deserved punishment. I could still see the imprints of my right hand and fingers on his mounds from the spanking he had received yesterday, but I couldn't be soft on the kid. He would need to suffer, and I spanked him even harder than on the previous day. He was crying from the start. Good, I thought, he is not supposed to get pleasure from his punishments. When I finished his ass was completely dark red with some purple spots.

He was quietly moaning and crying when I lifted him from my thighs. One of his hands went straight to his ass, rubbing his cheeks and trying to lessen the pain. The other arm was trying to wipe his crying eyes. I couldn't allow this as his punishment was not over yet.

"Go over there, in the corner. Get on your knees, facing the wall. Now, put your hands behind your head. You will stay like that, keeping the position. I will be coming back here from time to time to check, and you better be exactly like that. And keep your mouth shut, I don't want to hear any noise coming from there, do you hear me?"

I left the kid there while I went for my Saturday morning run. When I returned I tried to be very quiet and entered my room without him noticing. He was still in position, but his posture was a bit more relaxed.

"Shoulders up," I shouted and the kid quickly corrected his position. I took a shower, put on some shorts and left my room leaving the kid there in the same position. I knew I had to be stricter with him from now on, and while running I had come up with a plan. I'd decided to assign more chores to the kid, and I needed to remove any distractions he might have if I wanted him to be able to complete those tasks.

First, I went into the kid's bedroom and removed his tv from the wall. I transferred it to my office/guest bedroom. I picked up a framed picture from the office and placed it on the kid's bedroom wall, to hide the holes from where the tv used to be. I then started to collect all of his toys, brought them back into my office and locked them inside the cabinet. A quick re-check of his bedroom to see if I had missed something, then I picked up a pair of his shorts and I went back into my bedroom to release the kid from his punishment position.

"You can stand up now. Take off your pjs and put these shorts on. Keep your mouth shut!" I snapped at the kid, as he started to say that he was sorry while undressing.

"Come here and listen to me. Your behavior is unacceptable, and I will have to punish you for that. You are no longer allowed to watch tv or play with your toys, I have already removed them from your room. I am also taking you out of your surf lessons."

"And from now on you will be cleaning the whole apartment all by yourself. I will prepare a schedule with daily cleaning tasks for you and you better do a good job if you don't want me to spank you again!" I said to the frightened kid.

"Today you start here and clean my bedroom and bathroom. Once you finish you will be allowed to eat, and then you can clean the living room and my office. Tomorrow you will clean the kitchen, the other bathroom and you can do your bedroom at the end," I said, leaving the room that he would be soon cleaning. I went to my office to prepare and print his daily task list and went to watch some tv afterwards.

Once he finished cleaning my bedroom and bathroom I went to inspect it and I was satisfied with the results. "Ok, you have done a good job," I said patting his head lightly. "I have prepared some lunch for us, let's go to the kitchen and eat"

As we entered the kitchen he sat in his chair while I started to set the table. I served a thick beef steak with sautéed green beans to myself and a bowl of dry oats with some sliced fruits to the kid. He had a quizzical look while pondering if he should say something, but eventually decided to ask.

"Oh yeah, I forgot about that," I said, standing up and moving his bowl to the corner of the table. "I thought that since you seem to like to drink piss so much, I would start to add some to your meals. So from now on you will have my piss instead of milk with your oats," I said to the startled little kid, that was looking at me, wondering if he dared say something.

"I thought not," I replied while freeing my cock from my shorts and aiming my piss stream straight into his bowl.

"Come here and lick the piss droplets from my cock, I don't want to get my piss on the floor."

"Also, in this house no food goes to waste, so you better eat it all," I said to the kid when he started to eat his food. I could see that he was going to have some trouble eating it all, the taste didn't seem to be to his liking after all. It took him much longer than normal, but he finally managed to eat it all. I ordered him to lick the bowl clean and to thank me for preparing the food for him. I then let him drink some water and ordered him to clean my office while I chilled in the tv room. When he finished I turned the tv off and went to check his work, while he started to clean the tv room. When the smaller couch was cleared, I picked up a book and stayed there reading while he finished cleaning the rest of the room, but when he started to used the vacuum cleaner it was a bit loud, so I went onto the balcony and stayed there reading for a while.

I inspected his work when he finished and I was again satisfied with the results.

"You did well today boy! Now go take a shower and make sure to brush you teeth. You forgot to do it after lunch today," I said.

"Ok sir," he said with a sad expression and went silently to the bathroom, rubbing his buttocks obviously still in pain from the spanking I had given him earlier in the day. And about his teeth, we both knew he didn't normally brush them after lunch. I was just testing to see if he would contradict me. But he didn't, and I decided it was time for a little reward.

When he finished taking his shower he put on the shorts I had chosen for him and met me in the tv room, waiting for further orders.

"Come here Finn. You did well today boy, I am proud of you! How is your butt feeling? Are you still in pain? Come here, let me check," I said, patting my thighs. He got in position and I removed his shorts to see his dark red and purple globes.

While he had been showering I had been to my bathroom and picked up one of his mother's soothing creams. I now started to gently apply it to his bubble butt. We stayed like that for some time, with his chest on my thighs while I was watching tv and rubbing the cream into his checks. At some point I started to be aroused by this, I guess the smell of Anna's cream combined with the smooth feeling of his mounds did the trick, and my cock started to get hard.

"Hey Finn, are you hungry? Do you want a quick snack now? I think I can have something ready for you soon. Ok, get on your knees in front of me," I said to the kid, who looked worried thinking he was going to be punished again.

"Don't worry, I am not going to punish you now," I said gently. "I am going to let you drink my cum as your afternoon snack, ok?"

He silently nodded his head. I gently placed my right hand behind his small head bringing it closer to my cock and he opened his mouth as wide as he could to receive my cock head. I still felt his teeth gently scraping my cock, but I recognized his effort. He was really trying to please me.

I soon started to move his head up and down my shaft, trying to get deeper with each thrust, but I could not pass through that first wall of his throat. We stayed like that for a while, sometimes with me forcing my cock deep in his mouth and throat but with some pauses when I would let him suck my cock on his own, just keeping it in his mouth. But after about 30 minutes at this pace, I used both of my hands and started to try and force it to go deeper into his throat. He started to hum and gag around my shaft, and I could see tears streaming from his eyes down his red face and onto my thighs. I guess he was having some trouble breathing, but I soon settled into a rhythm that would allow him to get some air into his lungs every once in a while.

At some point I decided to move the action to the kid's bedroom. I told him to lay down on his back with his head dangling from the mattress while I forced myself once again deep into his mouth against his throat. Eventually I managed to force my cock deep into his throat, and now I had about ⅔ of my manhood forced into his constricting mouth and throat. I looked down and was surprised I could see the outline of my cock move in and out of his throat, so I put one of my hands there and I could feel my cock going in and out of the warm and inviting hole. I then put both of my hands there and applied a bit of force closing his windpipe around my shaft and started to jerk myself off in his even more constricted throat. I couldn't hold it any longer and started to cum into his throat and directly into his stomach, while still feeling my cock in my hands. When I finished I removed my cock head from his throat but kept it into his mouth to let him clean it for me before taking it out.

The kid was a mess. He had spit all over his face and some of it even got onto my thighs. He was red faced and with teary eyes, his voice was a little hoarse after the throat rape. He asked if he could please drink some water.

"Sure" I said. "But first, clean my thighs for me, there is a lot of spit there. Yeah lick it clean for me kid. Ok, lets go to the kitchen and you can have some water. In fact I think I need to have some water as well."

"Now you go wash your face and pick a book to read. Then you come back into the living room and you can read your book while I read mine, ok?" He nodded and complied quickly while I went back to the living room, sat on the couch and started to read my book. I heard his footsteps approaching and he glanced in my direction, waiting for instructions on where to sit.

"Come here with me. Lay down on the couch and put your head in my lap" I said. He started reading and I eventually put one of my hands in his hair, gently massaging his scalp as we silently read our books. We stayed like that for two hours, until I said I needed to prepare our dinner.

"Lets go to the kitchen. We can talk while I prepare the food." He sat in his chair as I prepared the food, and we started to talk about his book and some of the things he did at school. Soon the food was ready. I got him to set the table and served up the food, some carrot purée with chicken and sautéed green beens (I hadn't managed to eat them all at lunch). I got myself a glass of water and brought an empty glass to the table for the kid. I took my cock out and started to piss in his glass, while he looked at me silently. I presented my cock for him to lick clean and he thanked me when I gave him his glass of warm piss. We ate in silence, he took some time to finish drinking his glass of piss but I waited patiently. I sent him to clean up the dishes while I sat there waiting for him to finish, and soon it was close to his bed time.

He was tired from the day's activities, and fell asleep quickly as I tucked him in. I went to take a shower and waited for Anna to call me.

We discussed a bit about the medical congress, and I told her about Finn's behavior. I explained that I was going to increase his punishments, taking his toys away and his tv. I would also take him out of the surf classes and increase his chores. And I would need to spank him harder. She was surprisingly ok with it, saying that his father did the same in the past and it worked quite well. To be completely honest she showed indifference to the way I would be correcting the kid.

The next day I woke up at around seven as usual, but today was Sunday. Nude as I was, I went into the kid's bedroom ready to release my morning piss into his inviting mouth. Still a bit sleepy myself, I poked my cock into the sleeping kid's mouth before waking him up and ordering him to drink my piss. He took a bit of time to wake up and to understand what he was supposed to do, but finally he followed my orders, took his pjs off, sat on his bed and took my manhood inside of his mouth and drank my morning piss. I then told him that he could put on some shorts, brush his teeth and start cleaning his room and the bathroom now, instead of the kitchen as I had planned previously. I went to the kitchen and prepared our breakfast. I ate my breakfast and I left his piss soaked breakfast waiting for him. It took him close to three hours to finish his tasks, so his cold oatmeal was well soaked by the time he got to eat it. Then he had to clean the kitchen.

When he finished I offered him his afternoon snack, but this time I settled for a more traditional face fuck, with him on his knees and me forcing my cock down his mouth and throat. At the end he asked if he could drink a glass of water, but I said he could drink my piss instead, so he went back onto my cock to satisfy his thirst.

I told him to go into his room and put on a shirt and shoes so that we could go to a park. He was very excited to be allowed outside! We stayed in the park for a couple of hours, me reading a book while he was playing and running around, as kids usually do. We went back home, took our showers separately and I let him watch some tv while I went to prepare our dinner. I had selected a channel with cartoons for babies, and the boy was unhappy. He almost said something, but then he thought better of it and stayed silently watching the stupid baby cartoons. Dinner was ready and we ate our food quietly, me with some water and a glass of warm piss for the kid. He cleaned the dishes and we went back to the living room to read for a while before I put him to bed, waited for Anna to call me and finally went to sleep myself.

The rest of the week was surprisingly uneventful. I would wake up early, piss in his bowl to get his oatmeal ready for when he got up and go out for my workout routine. I didn't wake him up early just to drink my piss as I didn't want his slutty behavior to affect his school performance.

He would tidy up our bedrooms, eat his breakfast and get ready to go to school. I walked him to and from school and when we arrived home I would fuck his face and give him my cum and piss for his afternoon snack. He would then do his homework, check his house cleaning duty list, take a shower and have dinner with me before going to bed. He continued to be well behaved on Monday, but on Tuesday I could sense that he had not been fully dedicated to cleaning my office, so I had to spank him and put him in his standard punishment position (on his knees facing a wall with hands behind his head) for about 30 minutes. I also gave him a punishment throat rape on Wednesday for this transgression, but apart from that, he was well behaved.

Chapter 3

Anna was traveling home overnight Wednesday and arriving on Thursday morning. As Anna would be home on Thursday, earlier that week I had arranged for Finn's babysitter, a 14 year old neighbor named Christian to stay with him for the night so we could go out. The teen had sat Finn a couple of times before and there had been no problems. He lived in another building in our apartment complex, and he went to the same school as Finn (quite a few of the boys living here went to the same school, as it was in walking distance). He was quite sports oriented, with short black hair, tall for his age, tanned skin from the sun, and with a quite strong and defined body, apparently with very little body fat. He would usually go for a run before school, so we would often meet on our way back to the apartment complex, although he generally took a different entrance that was closer to their building. We would be both shirtless on those occasions, and that's how I noticed his body.

We chatted a bit and Christian told me that he had recently discovered that his little brother and Finn used to take the same bus to and from school before their family moved here, and he thought that Finn was not yet aware of this coincidence. We also discussed some more practical questions, such as how much he would receive to watch the boy until we got back home. And with the boy's recent behavior in mind, I casually informed Christian that he was free to spank the kid if he started to behave like a brat, before we went our separate ways.

And that's when I started to think deeply about the implications of having this stud taking care of Finn for the night. I was deeply concerned that the boy would try to seduce and corrupt Christian. With this in mind, I decided to install a hidden camera in the boy's bedroom to be able to monitor his behavior. The camera faced his bed from the side, and I set it to record the night enabling me to see and hear everything that happened in his bedroom.

On Thursday morning we woke up very early in the morning, around 5am, to go to the airport and welcome Anna back home. I went to prepare our breakfast and forced a zombie like Finn to come and lick my cock clean after I used it to stir his piss soaked oatmeal. We quickly ate our allotted meals and he went to his room to get ready for school, while I quickly went to my room to take a shower and get dressed.

We didn't have to wait for long, it took less than 30 minutes for us to meet her and be back in my car heading home. She brought us each a shirt as a gift from the trip, as she knew Finn was not allowed to play with toys anymore. On our way back home I stopped at his school to leave him there, so me and Anna could go back home and stay there by ourselves. I took the morning off from work and we had sex until lunch time. After lunch she went to sleep while I started working. She was still sleeping when I brought Finn home. I didn't face fuck him for his afternoon snack, as I needed to save my cum for Anna, but I gave him a banana instead, and allowed him to drink my piss from the source. He didn't have much to do as I had decided to give him a break from his housecleaning duties for today. My plan was that he could get to spend some time with his mommy, but apparently she wasn't interested, and he went to read a book in his room instead.

I woke her up at six so she could get ready to leave at seven. Christian arrived ten minutes before we were supposed to leave, and I told him that we would be back by midnight, which was ok with him. We took an Uber and left the boys for the night. We partied hard with our friends, although we were not drinking heavily as we both had to work the next day. But it turned out that we stayed there longer than anticipated, and we weren't home until 1am.

The house was quiet, and Anna went straight to bed as she had to leave for work in only four hours. I went to check on the boys, and they were both sleeping in Finn's bed. I could see that Christian had only his boxers on while Finn was in his usual attire. They were both partly covered just by a thin bed sheet. Christian was spooning young Finn with his arms wrapped around the boy's torso, and they were both sleeping peacefully. I stopped the camera and picked up the SD card that hopefully had recorded their night together, left their bedroom without disturbing them, put the card in my office and went back to my bedroom to get some sleep.

When I woke up Anna had already left for work. I remembered that Christian was still here so I went into the kitchen to take my morning piss into Finn's cereal bowl and went back into my room to put on some shorts. Then, I silently entered Finn's room to find them still partially covered by the bed sheets, still asleep and in the same spooning position. I imagined Christian's morning hard-on tightly pressed in-between those perfect mounds, and Finn had his arms strangely twisted behind his back.

I gently patted Christian on his shoulder and whispered into his ear, "Hey Christian, wake up, it's early morning already. Come on into my office so I can pay you and you can get home, your parents might be worried."

The teen was fully awake and apparently embarrassed by his hard-on poking the kid's butt. I smirked remembering that I'd been in the same position recently, and went into my office leaving him alone with the boy so he could get dressed in peace. He met me shortly after, with a worried expression, but I didn't give him any opportunity to speak.

"Hey man, sorry for that! We were partying hard last night and I didn't seem to notice how late it was. Thanks for staying here with Finn. There's some extra to compensate for that."

I then asked him about his parents, thinking that they would be worried, but he told me he sent them a text message yesterday saying that he was staying over. I wrote him a letter addressed to his parents saying that I was sorry for keeping their boy late and praising him for his commitment. I also mentioned that I gave him some extra money to pay for his effort.

The stud promptly accepted, he borrowed a pair of my running shorts and socks, as it seemed that he had lost his, and we went for a run. We quickly discussed the night and he told me that Finn was mostly well behaved and that he didn't need to spank the kid. He was a bit uncomfortable talking about the night, so I changed the subject. I would be able to see what happened from the video recording anyway. We talked a bit about this girl that he had started dating.

He was a bit embarrassed with my comment, but he said she gave him hand jobs, which was something already. I gave him some tips on how to try and persuade her to open her legs for him or to suck his dick. By the end of our run he was no longer embarrassed while talking about sex with me, he even started to make some jokes when I mentioned the lack of sex while Anna was not home. When I arrived home Finn was already eating his cold breakfast and I went for a quick shower. I was horny as I didn't have sex with Anna last night. I got my breakfast, found him back in his room and settled for a quick face fuck before taking him to school.

I took the morning off again, with the excuse that I needed to satisfy my 'wife' in bed after her trip abroad (of course I didn't say it in those words, but the guys that I work with understood the message behind the lines and fully supported me). It wasn't true, as she had gone to work but they didn't know that. The reason for taking the morning off was to check the video of the night's events.

Just a few minutes after the two of us left home last night, I could see from the video that the boys were in Finn's room, Christian was already shirtless and Finn was dressed as we left him, with a t-shirt and shorts. Christian took a seat on the boy's bed and motioned for him to take a seat by his side. I could see clearly both of them from the camera strategically hidden in front of them. Christian put his arm around Finn's shoulder and started to talk.

"So, I don't think you know but I have a little brother, and he knows you from school. Some days ago he told me that, before we moved here, he used to take the school bus with you. He also told me some funny stories about you, you know? He showed me some videos that he and his buddy Ben made with you. Let me show them to you"

Finn was trembling and I was curious. What were those videos about? Well, unfortunately I could not see the videos as he was showing them to Finn on his phone, but it turned out I didn't need to see the videos, as Christian described the scenes in details.

"Look! Why didn't you tell me that you liked to be tied up like that? I could have helped you with that if I knew before!" the teenager said in a gentle voice. "Oh, and now you are licking my brother's feet! Jonas told me that you begged him to lick and suck on his toes. Finn, why didn't you tell me that before? I would happily let you lick my toes for me whenever you wanted!"

With a frightened expression and on the verge of starting to cry, Finn tried to say something but Christian interrupted him in a fiercer tone:

"Hey, lets be quiet and watch the videos, ok? I do the talking and you just listen and watch."

"Oh Finn, come on, you don't need to cry! I am not angry with you because you're a fag! Yeah, that's right. My brother told me what you did to him and his buddy, all of it! I couldn't believe it at first but then he showed me the videos, you know. Look here" and he started to show the crying boy another video.

"Wow, you really like to be tied up don't you boy? Here, in this video you asked him to put his smelly socks in your mouth on the way back home after school, remember? Look! You even asked his buddy to give you one of his shoes so you could keep smelling his scent while having my brother's funky socks in your mouth! And look here, another video, this one really surprised me. My brother told me how you begged to be allowed to drink their piss! And it seems that you really liked that, look, you thanked both of them after they allowed you to drink their piss! And it's not the only video of you asking to drink their piss, there are several of them!"

"Oh, come on Finn, I told you there is no need to cry. In fact I want you to be quiet right now!" He pressed his arm more forcefully into Finn's young shoulder. The boy continued to cry, but now silently.

"Ok, that's way better. I told you that I am not mad at you for being a faggot, but I think you didn't believe me, so I will prove it to you. Get on your knees in front of me and I will let you suck my cock for me. Oh, and put your arms here in front of you. Let me tie them together the way I know you like," Christian said as he took some shoestrings from his pocket.

Fuck! The little slut lured another boy into giving him his dick! Now I understood why Christian was acting a bit awkward earlier when I mentioned his night with Finn. He was ashamed that he had succumbed to the little whore's lies. In fact, I have discovered today that the whore seduced not only one but three boys! And from the sounds of it, he started early, he would be around six or seven when they took the bus together. I had seen Jonas with Christian once before, and the boy must be about two years younger than his big bro. So the poor boys would be around ten or eleven when the slut used his mouth to rape their cocks!

Oh the poor boys! And watching this video, someone without the full background could be fooled by little Finn's tears and fearful expression to think that Christian was the one forcing the boy onto his cock. But I knew he was the innocent boy in this video, and Finn was the slut that lured Christian into giving him his cock!

He proceeded to firmly tie the boy's hands in front of him and then freed his cock. It was a respectable sized dick for a boy his age, looked to be around 13 cm [5"] long and the thickness seemed to be ok as well. He grabbed the boy's hair and started to force the slutty mouth onto his cock, and said using the same threatening tone for the second time that night:

"Hey fag, I don't want to feel your teeth on my cock or I will have to beat you up, got it?"

Finn nodded his head to demonstrate his compliance and parted his lips to receive the teenager's cock. The cocksucker was already used to my dick, so it would be no problem for him to take his babysitter's one, deep and hard. And that was the way Christian wanted it to be: deep and hard!

He forced his cock in an out of Finn's mouth and throat, getting it deeper and deeper with every thrust until he bottomed out and started to slap his balls against the boy's chin.

"Shit fag, you're good at this! Suck me slut, suck me and I will give you my cum. And after that I will let you keep sucking me and will give you my piss!" he said while forcing the slut's head onto his shaft. With his hands tied and under the control of Christian's hands, Finn could do nothing but accept the forceful face fucking he was receiving. Christian on the other hand appeared to be in ecstasy as he was being deep-throated by the slut.

"Oh fuck, I'm cumming kid! You better drink it all down" he said. As if the kid had any chance to avoid it with the cock placed so deep in his throat, I thought. When he finished, Christian removed his cock from the boy's throat and let it be nursed by Finn's slutty mouth and tongue.

"Hey that was good little fag! Keep sucking and I will let you drink my piss for me." He forced the cock deeper into the slut's mouth and throat as he started to piss, making sure that nothing could escape through the boy's sealed lips.

"Hmm, nice! Now let me rearrange this" he removed his cock out of the slut's mouth, untied his hands and retied them behind his back. He then picked the loose end of the shoestring and attached it to one of the bed's feet, in a way that the boy was forced on his knees and facing the camera now.

"You stay there as you are until I am back if you know what is good for you. I will order a pizza for me and watch some tv. You don't seem to be hungry, your stomach looks quite full now, so no dinner for you," he laughed hard as he felt the boy's belly with his big toe and walked towards the living room leaving the crying kid on his knees and with his hands tightly tied.

A few minutes later he was back in the kid's room with something in his hands. "Oh, I almost forgot. Did you know that lots of mornings I go for a run like your daddy?"

"Really? Well, those are my smelly socks from yesterday and today's runs. I also wore them all day yesterday and today, so they are nice and funky for you! Open your mouth."

"Hey, you do as you're told fag. Open this slutty mouth now!" but the kid didn't obey. "Okey boy, you asked for it" and he punched him hard in the stomach.

The boy opened his mouth to cry out and at that moment Christian inserted the socks into the slut's mouth. "There, now you are ready for the night! And you better keep them in place until I am back. The next time you disobey me I will punch you really hard faggot!" he then spat on the slut's face and left the room grinning.

The kid was a mess, he was crying harder and breathing deeply after taking the punch from the stud. But this only made things worse, as he was salivating more and being forced to swallow more of his babysitter's sweat from the musky socks. He stayed there holding this position and keeping the socks inside of his mouth for about two hours before Christian was back.

"Hey Finn, how are you? Oh, I see that you cannot answer me with those socks in your mouth. You can spit them out now boy. Good, I hope you liked the taste!"

The boy was in clear distress, but obviously pondering if he should say something or not.

"I like the 'sir' boy! You know what, I think I may let you. But you didn't obey me earlier, so I think you will need to work for it a little. Let me think… Ok, I got it boy! Can you see the alarm clock just in front of us?" He said pointing to the place where the camera was hidden. "I think I will give you… Half an hour. Yeah, that should be enough," said the stud. "You have thirty minutes to make me cum down your throat, but I will not help you his time. You will need to do it all by yourself! Oh, and your hands stay tied behind your back, just like they are now. Ok, let me sit here and take the shoestring from the bed." The teen sat facing the camera and placed the slut on the floor facing him, in-between his open legs.

"Great, now you take my shorts and boxers down. Use your mouth stupid bitch! Yeah, like that boy! You're learning fast, good for you fag! Now this is the difficult part because I'm not going to help you with my hands, like I did earlier. You will have to work on my cock all by yourself, and with your hands tied behind your back, it will be a little bit difficult. Ok your time starts counting from now!"

The kid was desperate as he looked into his babysitter's eyes and saw that he was holding his big hands comfortably behind his own head, and wasn't intending to force his cock into the kid's mouth. He had to act, and fast, so he opened his lips to attack the cock in front of him and went in as deep as possible, using his body balance and neck muscles to force the shaft in and out of his mouth, always keeping the head inside his mouth as I had taught him (well, maybe as his daddy taught him). He set up a good rhythm but after fifteen minutes he appeared to be far from achieving the desired results.

"Hey fag, if you really want to piss you will need to work harder on my cock. Go faster and deeper boy, otherwise I will not cum," he said, to the increasingly desperate boy. The kid knew what he had to do and with an additional effort he forced the cock deeper into his throat, bobbing his head up and down even faster than before, using his tongue to lick the cock and sucking on it more forcefully.

"Oh yeah, like that boy. I am going to cum. Fuuuuck!" And the kid went forward to take the cock deep down his throat as the teen started to cum, four minutes before the expiration of the deadline.

"Shit kid, I thought you would forget to keep it deep down your throat, but you remembered it all. Now, let me untie your hands, you deserve it. Go on, you can go pee-pee now. Use the time to take a shit if you want to and a shower afterwards. You have thirty minutes boy. Go."

The boy went quickly into the bathroom and did as ordered. He also brushed his teeth in preparation for his sleep time (it was already past his usual sleeping time). He went back into his room to find Christian on his bed, with only his boxers on.

"Hey Finn are you ready to sleep? Yeah, go on come here, I will stay here with you until you fall asleep"

"Hmm, I need to put on my pjs sir," he said adding the "sir" as Christian seem to have liked it earlier.

"Oh yeah, I forgot you are a fag, and your kind needs to be fully clothed to go to sleep. Go on, dress up then!" He said to the embarrassed kid, who quickly complied and got into bed with him.

"Just a moment, I have an idea. Turn on your side. Let me tie your hands for you as I know you like that. Yeah behind your back. Don't worry boy, after you fall asleep I will untie them as soon as I hear them coming, ok? Good! Now, stay here like that with your back facing me. Yeah, let me spoon you boy." He said, forcing the boy's bubble butt against his hard-on.

"Fuck boy your butt feels nice! Are you getting fucked in the butt already?" The boy shook his head firmly. "No? Well, let me check it first." He positioned the boy lying on his belly, taking his pjs and briefs down to his knees.

"Fuck boy" he laughed. "The old man was not kidding when he mentioned I could spank you if you didn't behave well. You've been a bad bad boy! Your buttocks are dark red from your last spanking!"

He was obviously right and I could see it in the video as well. "Oh wow boy, you have the most perfect butt ever! If my girlfriend saw those globes she would be really jealous of you. In fact I think most girls would be jealous of this butt, look at this, so smooth and perfectly round. Oh, you see how hard I am?" Christian asked the boy while forcing his covered shaft in-between those perfect mounds.

"Ok, let me check it" he said and grabbed the cheeks pulling them apart and exposing the little kid's arsehole. He sucked on his own pinky preparing it to enter the hole in front of him and quickly pushed it in there.

"Ouch, ouch! Please take it out. It's hurting me, please!" The kid started to scream.

The teen complied, "All right, all right, I am taking it out. Yeah you are really tight so I guess you were telling the truth. You know what? I will arrange for my little bro to come with me next time. His dick is smaller as he is only twelve, so I think he can be the one to take your cherry, don't you think?"

The teenager removed his own boxers and started to hump the kid's bare ass. "Oh yeah kid, it feels good. I will cum soon on your ass boy. O shit, I'm cumming again."

He squirted his semen in-between the boy's cheeks and over his lower back. He used his forefinger to push some of the cum into the little boy's asshole with some grunts and complaints from the boy's side. Next he collected more of it with two fingers and dipped them into the boy's mouth, making him lick the fingers clean. Then he saw his dirty socks on the floor. He picked them up and used them to collect the rest of the cum at the same time spreading some of it all over those perfect butt cheeks.

"Open your mouth. Yeah, let me give you my socks back, so you can chew on them all night long. You can keep them, and they will be used the next time I am here. You better not try to clean them up, ok?" he said and proceeded to force the smelly cum rags into the boy's mouth.

He put his boxers back on and also the kids pjs but not the briefs before returning to their previous spooning position, covering them both with a thin bed sheet.

The boy fell asleep at around 11pm, and the teen kept checking his phone possibly for indications from us, or chatting with either his friends, parents or the girlfriend. He fell asleep soon after midnight, forgetting to untie the boy's hands. And that is the reason why the boy's arms looked so strange this morning, I thought. I fast forwarded the video until the end, there was nothing more to see, only two kids sleeping. And as I removed the micro SD card from my computer I started to think on what I had to do next.

Supplement

I thought some of you might be interested in reading the slut's account of those videos Christian showed him, and his early life with his dad so I had him write an essay about it.

I should say that this was his seventh attempt at completing the task. His earlier attempts all failed to meet the required standard as they were too brief and very poorly written, but be assured that he was severely punished for his poor work. This one is more detailed than the previous versions with most of the mistakes (but not all as you will see) having been corrected. Everything is in the slut's own words and totally his account.

He is not allowed to use rude words (with one exception, and the reason for that will be disclosed in the near future), so the language here might seem a bit childish considering that it was written by an eleven year old boy. I hope this text will help to clarify some of the events from his past, before I really got to know him when he and his mum came to live with me.

Chapter 4

While clearly the slut needed to be punished for seducing Christian, that would have to wait as there were more pressing matters to address. He was trying to get fucked, and now that he had offered himself to those boys, I didn't think it would be fair to deprive the teens of their sexual release. The bitch would need to learn how to properly clean his ass inside and out before Jonas or Christian fucked him, and from the look of things the act could well be consummated very soon. So I quickly ordered an enema kit from a nearby pharmacy and it was delivered in less than 30 minutes.

It turns out that Anna had changed her plans at work, and would be back home early, by 3:30. She wanted to go out with her friends that night, and asked me if I could stay home with the kid. I said I would take the opportunity to hang out with some of my friends instead, and get Christian to take care of the kid tonight again.

It had taken me less than 2 hours to watch the video as there were long periods I had fast forwarded through, when there was no action taking place apart from Finn kneeling there crying. This meant I went back to work several hours earlier than I had anticipated, and I traded those extra morning hours for time in the afternoon to be able to fuck Anna. I sent Christian a message (since he was in school and unable to answer his phone) asking him to please call me back when he had some free time. And he called me around midday.

"Hi there, how are you, everything ok? Oh the boy is fine, I guess. At least he was fine this morning before I dropped him off at school. Hey listen, sorry for the short notice but my girlfriend is going out with some of her friends tonight, and I want to use the opportunity to hang out with some of my friends as well, so I wonder if you could babysit Finn this evening and stay overnight again?"

"Hmm, I am sorry sir. I would love to, but my parents are going out for the night as well, so I will need to stay home with my little brother."

"I see. Hmmm, maybe you could bring your little bro with you, that way you could watch them both here? Think about it!" And I could hear from his reaction that something had clicked inside the boy's head.

"Oh yeah, that could work! I just need to talk with my parents though, my bro will be cool for sure," said the now eager-sounding teenager.

"Great, it would help me a lot man! In fact I'll send your father a message and see if I can help to persuade him. I have his number."

"That would be great sir! Let me try to contact them and I will send you a message as soon as they reply, ok?"

Twenty minutes later having sent the message I was working when I heard my phone buzzing. It was a short, and straight to the point, text from Christian.

Christian

They say it's ok.

Be there tonight with my bro.

Same time as yesterday?

Erik

Great news! I will set up a bed

so the three of you can sleep comfortably.

Oh, I want it to be a surprise for Finn, ok?

I'll see you guys at 7.

With it all settled I went back to work until Anna's arrival home. We had some wild (but quick) sex so we could both take a nap as we would both be out late tonight. Close to 4:30 I put on some shorts and a t-shirt and went to pick up the kid from his school, leaving Anna in our room so she could sleep longer. As we arrived home I gave him his instructions.

"Ok, your mother is sleeping, so be quiet. We're going to take a shower together today, I want to see if you know how to clean yourself properly," I said after we entered the apartment.

We undressed together and went straight to the shower stall in the main bathroom. I noticed the red mark from the punch he had received from Christian last night, but I didn't say anything. Then I told him to clean himself up so I could see if he was doing it properly. While I observed him, I used the time to quickly wash my body clean. After we both finished I was ready to evaluate his performance.

"Yeah, just as I thought. You are not cleaning your butt as you should." He tried to scrub his ass a bit harder after my comment, still experiencing some pain from his recent spankings.

"No boy, not like that. I guess you already know how to clean the outside of it, but you need to learn how to clean it on the inside as well," I said.

"Oh, ok…" he said, but I could see that he was clearly confused by my comment.

I turned off the shower and we dried ourselves before I picked up the enema bulb.

"Ok, today I will help you out, but in future you will need to be able to do it all by yourself, so pay attention. You need to do it everyday from now on, ok? Now watch, first you need to fill this bulb with preferably warm water, remember to add some soap as well. Then you spread some soap around the nozzle, to make it go in easier. This goes into your butthole and you then squeeze this bulb to send the water inside your butt. Look in the mirror so you can see me doing it to you," I explained to the now horrified kid.

"Ouch", he squealed when I jabbed the nozzle into his little hole. I slapped the back of his head.

"Hey, I told you to be quiet boy, your mom is sleeping! That's better. Now, I am going to press the bulb to squirt all the water into your body, and you need to hold it in there."

I pressed the bulb and made the water shoot out. This was not comfortable for the kid from his reaction, but he kept quiet to avoid being punished.

"Ok, now the water is inside your ass. Let me remove the nozzle from there. But remember to tighten your asshole and hold the liquid inside, don't you dare let any drip out."

After I finished removing the nozzle from his ass, I stayed still watching the kid squirm. He was clearly uncomfortable, pressing his hands to his buttocks to keep the water in. He looked pleadingly at me and finally I continued with his instructions.

"Now, walk to the toilet and sit down. Ok, you can let it go now. Good! All you have to do is repeat it some more times. You try it yourself now, go on!"

The slut didn't like the experience at all. But he was the one who wanted to be fucked. He was practically begging for it! And he had to learn to live with the consequences of his depravity. If he didn't learn how to clean his ass, his shit would be all over the boys' dicks, and this would be unacceptable! I forced him to do it himself five more times, holding the water a bit longer each time before I was satisfied with the results. Six was the magic number that he would need to repeat every day from now on. He turned the shower back on to clean his butt cheeks once again, and we were both ready by 5:40.

"Ok, I have a surprise for you today. Come with me, let's put the camp bed in your bedroom. Yeah, like that just beside your bed and let me add an extra mattress here so it's at the same height as your bed. Good! Now let me push the two together, and that way it will look like one big bed. That looks all right! Ok, you go into my office, get some of the double sheets, some extra pillows and bring them here." I waited until the boy came back with the bed sheets and ordered him to make the bed.

"That's good! Now come here and drink some of my piss for me, then you put on some clothes and you can stay here reading one of your books. And remember to be quiet, as your mom is still sleeping. You will get your surprise at 7."

After I finished unloading in his mouth, I went back to my bedroom, put on some boxers and woke Anna up so she could start to get ready for her night out. While she was getting ready I took a power nap, as I knew that I only needed to throw on a pair of jeans and a black t-shirt to be ready.

We were both ready to leave by the time the boys arrived, five minutes to seven. I greeted the brothers and took them straight up to Finn's room, where we found him lying on his belly reading a book.

"Ok Finn, surprise! Me and your mom are going out tonight and we arranged to have Christian and his brother Jonas to stay overnight with you!"

The kid was clearly frightened as he looked from me to the boys without knowing what to do or to say.

"So, boys, you choose what you want to do. You can either sleep here all together or one of you can sleep in my office. I think this bed will be comfortable for the three of you, but you are free to choose what you prefer, ok? I left some money on the dining table so you can order something to eat. We will be back home late, so you don't need to wait up for us. Bye kids! Have fun."

Anna and I took separate rides and went to party with our respective friends. It was around 2am when I got home. My office was empty, so the kids had clearly decided to sleep together. I went to check on the boys, but the bedroom door was locked. Good thing I decided to activate the wireless streaming from the camera this evening, I thought. But I decided to save watching it until the next morning, I needed some sleep now. Anna got home just 20 minutes later and didn't even try the kid's door and we both fell asleep very quickly.

I woke up at 7am, as usual. The kids didn't have school as it was Saturday, and it was more than two hours before I heard sounds of them starting to wake up. Anna slept until past lunchtime as she was not working today, but she still had to attend some of her university activities in the afternoon. I'd decided to postpone my workout this morning and went straight into my office, to check the video of the night activities in the boys' room.

It started with me leaving their bedroom. I could see that a frightened Finn had left his book unattended and cowered in the corner as far away from the brothers as possible. Both were grinning while checking out the slut they would be sharing that night. As they heard the front door shutting, indicating our departure, Christian closed Finn's bedroom door, took his shirt off and started talking to the kid.

"Hey fag, did you miss me? Look, I brought my little bro here today to play, aren't you happy?" Christian said, gently.

Jonas followed his brother's example and was quickly shirtless as well. The boy was an almost perfect copy of his big bro, just a little smaller and two years younger. He was grinning as he asked the kid, "Hey little Finn, do you remember me from the school bus? Have you missed me? No worries, we will have plenty of time to catch up, starting tonight!"

The kid was visibly trembling. I think he understood what he would have to do for the boys that night. And although I knew that deep down he wanted it badly, he was still pretty inexperienced. In fact, I was now watching the recording of what I suspected would be the first time he was going to be properly fucked in the ass, his deflowering.

"All right boys, I think we can start the fun now! Let me lock the door to make sure we won't be interrupted. Let's keep it this way all night long. And bro, if they ask why the door was locked, I will tell them that you are a bit shy about your body ok? Just to be on the safe side," Christian said.

"Fuck you bro, that's not true. I have a great body, nothing to be ashamed of. Why don't you say the fag asked us to lock it? Tell them he is the one that is ashamed."

"Hey bro, calm down, I know you are not a faggot, it's just a little lie. Don't you want to fuck this ass tonight? It's a small price to pay, come on. They will not trust me if I tell them that I am shy, because yesterday Mr. Shoemaker (that would be me!) found me asleep in just my boxers and spooning the little fag, so he already knows that I am not ashamed of my body. Also, the faggot never locks his bedroom door. Sorry bro, but I see no other option here. I don't want Mr S. to get suspicious, he might discover that his stepson is a slut. He is a great guy, and doesn't deserve that kind of disappointment. In fact, we should keep this night to ourselves. If others don't know about this little slut, no one will have reasons to get suspicious," Christian said to both kids.

I was touched by his words. I always thought bad of this new emasculated generation of boys, but hearing and seeing those brothers in action gave me hope that the world could still be saved.

Jonas was not very happy, but agreed to confirm the plot created by his brother, if they were asked about the locked door. With that finally settled they turned their attention to their slut.

"Look what I have here in my pocket, fag, a shoestring. Do you still love to be tied up, like on the bus? I can still help you with that! Come here, give me your hands, let me tie them together," said Jonas. The kid stayed in the same position, seated on his bed, with his back against the far corner, still trembling and in silence.

Christian grabbed the kid by his neck, pulling him towards them and forcing the slut's head slightly backwards.

"Did you hear what my bro said to you fag? Then obey him you ungrateful slut!" he shouted. The little fag nodded his head and presented his hands to be tied up by Jonas.

"Yeah, let me prepare you for the night, but we need to take off your shirt first. Yeah, that's it fag. Put you hands here now, let me tie them together for you," said Jonas, clearly copying his big bro's gentle and condescending tone from earlier, while removing the slut's shirt.

"Ok fag, now you get here on the floor. Let the two of us have a seat on the bed and you can start to please us. Get on your knees between my brother's legs. Take his shorts and boxers down, the same way I taught you yesterday, using only your mouth. That's it fag, good job! Now put his cock in your mouth and start sucking on it for him," said Christian. The slut finally accepted his fate and started to suck on the little stud as ordered by Christian.

"Hey bro, put your hands on the fag's head, and help him out. Go on, make him suck you deeper and faster bro, yeah, that's the way you should treat a fag. With girls you need to be gentle, but with fags there's no need for that bro. Keep your cock in his throat for a while, let him get used to it, for a bit. Now go back to fucking his mouth." Christian instructed his brother.

"Suck me harder fag! Oh fuck bro, this is nice. I can feel my dick touching his throat. His tongue on my dick feels great. I think I'm about to cum bro. Should I keep it in his mouth?"

"Of course bro, and he better swallow it all down for you if he knows what is good for him. Yeah, that's it bro, nut inside his mouth! Nice job man! Make him swallow it all."

Jonas kept unloading in silence under the vigilant eyes of his brother. "How did you like your first bj bro?"

The brothers high-fived, Jonas was smirking after cumming, keeping his cock still forced in the slut's mouth.

"Yeah bro, keep your cock in there and give him something else to drink. This will be his dinner, you know? We can keep him stuffed with both of our dicks, and he won't get no other food or refreshments apart from our piss and cum tonight, what you think?" Jonas kept his cock in there for a while before starting to give the kid his piss.

"Now, pull it back but leave the head in bro. He needs to suck the last droplets to avoid any mess on the floor." Christian instructed.

"Good! Now, I've ordered some pizzas for us and I see here on my phone that the delivery guy is almost here. I'll need to go down to pick them up, so you just stay here and keep him company, ok? Maybe you can let him suck on your toes for you, wouldn't you like that bro? Just to remember the good old bus days! Ok, I'll be back in a minute. You keep the door locked just in case bro." Christian laughed before putting his shirt back on, leaving the boys to play together.

After locking the door behind him, Jonas stood in front of the kneeling slut and said, "Hey, you heard what he said fag. Get your mouth to my feet, now!"

Finn went to the boy's left foot and tried to suck his big toe only to be reprimanded by the little stud.

"No, fag, not like that! First you have to kiss both of my feet, don't you remember? Go on, give them some of your love, and you better put some effort into it, I want to be convinced that you are in love with both of them. Ok, that's better. Now you can start to lick my left sole. Ok, go to my right one. And NOW you can start sucking on my big toes. Yeah, I like that! Keep going, fag, don't lose your focus." As Jonas enjoyed the slutty mouth on his feet, there was a soft knocking on the bedroom door.

"It's me bro," Christian said. Jonas left the slut kneeling there and went to unlock the door. Christian entered the bedroom holding the pizza boxes, probably to let the slut smell what he would not be allowed to have that night. I had to smile at the thought that for the second day running all Finn would have to eat was his 'special' oatmeal and whatever he got at school. I hoped his rumbling tummy wouldn't disturb the brothers during the night.

"Hey bro, I have the pizzas here, let's eat them while they are still warm. Where did you put the socks I gave you fag? Show them to my bro."

When Jonas saw the socks he got a revolted look on his face. "Fuck bro, those are disgusting. I am not touching them."

Christian laughed hard at that reaction. "You are right bro. Hey fag, go and pick them up. No, you don't need to stand up to do it. Stay on your knees, I think you can reach the second shelf from that position."

"Don't be stupid fag, your hands are tied in front of you. You still can use them. Now, pick up the socks and put them in your mouth. Ok, now you come back here. Hold these pizzas for me bro, let me fix the fag's hands."

"Hey bro, don't be a pussy," Jonas said. He put the pizza boxes on the bed and took the shoestring from his surprised big bro's hands. He then proceeded to roughly tie them much more tightly, while the slut grunted through his gag.

"All right bro", Christian laughed and ruffled his little brother's hair. "Now take the loose end and tie it to the foot of the bed. Cool! Grab the pizzas and lets go eat and watch some TV! I think they have that fight channel here bro."

Jonas took the pizza boxes and Christian put his left arm around his brother's shoulders while they walked to the living room.

The kid's hands were knotted really tightly, I could see and hear that he was experiencing some real discomfort from that, he even started to cry, which like on the previous day, didn't help him with the socks in his mouth. Well, maybe he liked the taste, so he cried on purpose on both occasions to be able to swallow more of Christian's sweat and old cum from the socks, who knows? It was around 40 minutes until the boys re-entered Finn's room. The kid looked more composed by then, I guess his hands had gone a bit numb, so he was no longer in such pain, but some tears could still be seen around his eyes.

"Oh, you were crying fag. I think he missed us bro. Don't worry, we are back! Come here, let me untie your hands from the cot. Hold on, I think this is too tight around the fag's hands." Christian mentioned, and Jonas bent down to check.

"Move your fingers fag? Jonas said, and Finn did as requested. "Nah it's ok for now bro," Jonas said to his brother.

"All right then, you can spit my socks out on the floor now. Let me sit here and you can crawl in-between my legs. That's it. Do you want to say something fag?" Christian asked.

"Oh, hmmm, could you… could you please untie my hands sirs?" he said hopefully.

"Sorry fag, my bro checked already and he said you're ok for now. But since you were so polite, I'll let you ask us one more question. Do you have anything more to say?"

"Do you really need to go or do you think you can hold it until later? Remember, you will only get to go once tonight boy!" Christian said.

The slut thought for a bit before answering. "I think… I think I can hold it a little more sir."

"Ok then, you can get back to work now. Here, suck on my big toe for me," Christian lifted his left foot to the level of the slut's mouth, and while he enjoyed getting his toe sucked, the brothers chatted about the fight that they just saw, obviously continuing a conversation that started in the TV room. Christian suddenly picked something from his pocket and handed it to his bro.

"It's lube bro, you will need it later. Ok fag, now it's cock-sucking time; take my shorts and boxers down with your mouth. Now start sucking on my cock for me, all by yourself. No need to hurry, go slowly. Yeah, that's it fag, use your neck muscles to move your mouth up and down my shaft. Hey bro, take your clothes off."

Christian then held the fag's hair and pulled his face off of his cock leaving just the head inside. "Hey fag, how are you knees? I think they might be hurting a bit right? All of this time kneeling on this hard floor… Would you prefer to be kneeling on your bed? No talking bitch, nod your head if you like the idea," Christian said, and the fag nodded his head. "I thought so. Let me sit there first and then you can get back to sucking my cock, ok?"

Christian undressed and moved so he was sitting with his back against the headboard and asked his bro to help the fag to get up on the bed. Jonas dragged the kid roughly up and slapped him hard on his short-covered butt. The fag then crawled across the expanded bed, still on his knees, with hands tightly tied behind his back and faced his babysitter.

"Yeah, I think it will be difficult for you to suck me all by yourself in this position with your hands tied behind your back. Let me help you." But instead of untying the slut, the stud grabbed his cock with his right hand and the fag's hair with the left one forcing the childish mouth onto his shaft. "Yeah, that's nice." He then placed the hand that had been holding his cock on the fag's head, using them both to face fuck the slut.

Jonas quickly jumped on the bed behind the fag and stripped of his shorts and briefs as his brother had requested.

"Wow bro, did you spank the fag yesterday?" Jonas asked, adding another slap to the inviting, soft red butt cheeks. The slut moaned around Christian's cock in reaction.

"Hmmm. No bro, that was Mr. Shoemaker, he spanked the kid to punish him, for something he did. I don't know what and I don't care. He has the right to spank the fag, for whatever reason he thinks is right or for no reason as far I am concerned. Ok, let's start bro. First you take the lube and put some on your finger. Use your other hand and stretch his buttocks apart. Do you see the asshole? Rub your finger on there, the one with the lube. Is your finger still lubed? Great. Now you start to press your finger inside the asshole. Go gently bro, I don't want the fag to bite me."

As the finger entered into his hole, I could see and hear that the kid was in real distress. He was crying but with the stud's cock down his throat only some muffled whines could be heard. This clearly felt amazing on Christian's cock as I saw him closing his eyes and forcing the kid's head even deeper onto his cock.

"Move your finger around bro, try to go in deeper and move it sideways. Yeah, keep doing that for a while."

After a bit he must have felt from the sounds around his cock that the kid was not in so much distress, so he continued to instruct his brother. "Add some more lube in there bro, and now you can add your middle finger as well, yeah keep them both in his ass, and move them around a bit."

Again the increased muffled squeals around Christian's cock induced more pleasure. "Oh yeah slut, keep humming around my cock."

The kid continued to cry, which intensified the pleasure for the stud even more. "Oh yeah. Now take out your fingers and put some lube on your dick. It's time to fuck the fag."

Jonas lubed his dick, which looked to be around 9-10cm [3½-4"] long and started to force it inside the slut's ass. "Yeah, I'm in bro! Shit, this is so good! It's really tight in here bro. Oh yeah. And this ass bro, looks like a girl's ass, so round and soft." Jonas slapped one of those red cheeks, forcing more of his dick inside the slut's ass and slowly started to fuck him.

"Hey, keep sucking me, fag" Christian slapped the slut behind his head. "Oh yeah slut, keep humming around my cock. That's ok, you cry, it feels better for me when you cry."

As the time passed Christian was obviously nearing his orgasm and instructed his brother to become more aggressive.

"Bro, you can fuck him harder now. Just move in and out a bit faster but keep the head always in, ok? Oh I'm gonna cum soon bro, are you ready? Let's unload together. Oh yeah, I'm cumming inside the fag. That's so good bro."

They both ejaculated at the same time with the slut crying hard while impaled by their cocks at both ends. Christian kept his cock in the still wailing mouth to give the kid his piss, but Jonas removed his from the fuck hole, but let it rest between the well-spanked mounds.

He then commented, "Shit bro, I can see some blood on my cock. Do you think I broke the fag? It's not much, just a little, I think."

"Oh! No bro, that's normal. When you fuck a pussy for the first time, there is always some blood. He will eventually get used to it. He'll be in real pain when I fuck his ass with my big cock. Stop crying bitch, here drink my piss for me." After having the slut lick his cock clean, Christian removed it from the mouth and started to untie be kid's hands.

"Ok bro, sit there on the bed. You go down on your knees in front of my brother and suck his cock clean slut. Wow, there's no shit on your cock bro, I expected to see some. Good job slut, keep your ass always clean like that for us. Otherwise you will have to eat your own shit from our cocks after we fuck you"

The still crying kid licked and sucked on the bloody cock until it was clean and the boys stood up looking down on him.

"Ok slut, you did good! Now you go piss and have a bath. You can stay there for a whole hour, what do you say?"

The kid was still sobbing but he thanked his babysitter and went to take a bath as ordered. He was limping, which worried Jonas a little bit, and after the slut left the room he asked his brother.

"Fuck bro, did you see that? The fag can't even walk properly anymore! Someone will notice, that for sure. And what if he tells someone? We could be in deep shit. Fuck, I would be in deep shit, you didn't fuck his ass. Oh shit!" The kid was losing it.

"Hey, calm down bro! The fag won't tell anyone, he doesn't want people to discover his secret. And after a hot bath he will feel much better, you'll see. Wait here, let me show you something, it's in my backpack."

"You see this cream here? It's the same kind that they use on babies to sooth their little asses. I did some research online you know? I will squeeze it inside his ass and he will be fine, you'll see. In fact, I am still going to fuck him tonight, bro."

"Come on bro, cheer up! You know what? We stink. Let's go and have a shower together while he is taking his bath. Just try to be a bit nicer to him ok? But not too nice. Remember that he is only a fag."

The boys left and were gone for some time. The slut probably didn't lock the bathroom door, I thought. I fast forwarded the video until they came back into Finn's bedroom. The brothers were in their shorts and the slut was naked.

Christian quickly locked the door and started to talk, "Ok Finn, how is your ass now? Feeling a bit better after the bubble bath?"

"Well of course it does, my bro here fucked you for the first time, it's supposed to hurt. You know what, I have this cream here that I think will help to ease the pain. Let's get back on the bed."

The brothers sat side by side with their backs against the headboard and Christian ordered Finn to get in-between them, facing their feet and on all fours.

"Ok, lick on my bro's feet for a while and I will put the cream in your ass for you." He squeezed the tube with the ointment in that tight crevice.

"I need to put it inside now kid. Force your hole open like if you were going to take a shit." He gently entered the hole with his forefinger. I could hear gasps from the boy.

He went in to the second knuckle then removed the finger to get some more of the cream and forced it inside, repeating this for a while, pushing a load of cream in. He then forced his finger deeper pulled it out and examined it. He showed his brother that there was no blood.

The kid was calmer now, it seems that the cream was working as Christian predicted, so he continued to dip his finger until it reached the third knuckle. Then he started to finger fuck the boy more forcefully.

After some time, he removed his finger from the kid's ass and said, "Hey fag, let's change positions a little bit. Turn around and start to suck on my brother's dick for him. I will get behind you and continue to work the ointment inside your ass, ok?"

They rearranged their positions and the kid prepared to start sucking on Jonas' cock, holding it in his little hands.

"Don't worry Finn, just do it like you did earlier, with your mouth only. Don't use your hands, ok?" Christian said gently.

The stud looked into his little bro's eyes, wanting to know why he had shouted and scared their fag, but Jonas silently gestured that he didn't care, while grabbing the fag by his ears and hair.

Christian smirked, probably thinking that his bro was right, and they both stayed there, working on the slut's holes. At some point, the babysitter decided it was time to try and insert his middle finger as well, so he added some more ointment and started to dip a second finger into the hole. The slut grunted over Jonas' cock, which apparently pleased the boy being sucked.

This continued for a while, now with two fingers in the slut's ass and a lot of ointment being pushed inside. Christian managed to get both fingers all the way in, moving and twisting them inside. He clearly decided it was time to add a third finger. He added even more of the cream as he inserted the third finger. Finn tried to move away from Christian's hand, only to have his mouth further stuffed by Jonas' dick. He kept grunting as he was really uncomfortable with the three teenage-sized fingers being pushed in his hole.

"Hey, stop moving fag. I won't be able to help you if you don't keep still!" ordered Christian while slapping the kid's mounds with his free hand. The slut complied, probably afraid of the consequences for disobeying his babysitter and remembering the punch he had received the day before. Eventually he appeared to relax a bit so Christian increased the pace of his finger fucking, continuously plunging his three fingers roughly in and out.

The older teen withdrew his fingers from the slut and quickly rearranged his position placing his knees on each side of the boy's mounds and placing his cock against the child's ass. He used his hands to spread the rest of the ointment over his cock and signaled to his bro to hold the slut's head deep on his cock.

"Hey fag, I think I will need to go a bit deeper now to be able to help you properly. I will try going in with my cock and we can see if it's enough, ok? Here I go!"

The slut looked desperate, he apparently didn't want to have Christian's cock in his little hole. But the teen had decided he needed to fuck someone tonight, and the little fag was to be on the receiving end. He started to cry and scream as the cock started to stretch his hole even wider than Jonas' dick or Christian's fingers, but luckily his mouth and throat were filled by the other boy's dick and this helped to muffle the squeals.

"Fuck bro, my cock feels so good when he screams like that. Keep screaming fag, that's fucking great."

Jonas was skull fucking the boy hard, and was on the verge of spilling his cum after his bro started to fuck the fag. After cumming down the whore's throat he kept his cock in there to use it as a urinal. Christian didn't take much longer to cum, he started jetting with about 2/3 of his cock inside, soon after his bro had finished spilling his piss.

Jonas had already pushed the fag off his cock and was putting his boxers back on, but Christian kept his cock in place. And the fag was sobbing.

"Oh, that was good fag, well done. Tell me, which cock did you like the best? Mine or my brother's?"

Finn was just sobbing, I guess not even paying attention to his babysitter's comments, and didn't answer the question. The stud was rightly annoyed by the fag's behavior, he had made a real effort to be nice to him since they came back into his bedroom after his bath, and the fag had no reason to be treating him like that.

He forcefully pulled the fag's hair and said again, "I asked you a question fag, answer me! Whose cock was the best?"

"Ouch. I didn't… I mean, it's… Yours? Sir!" the fag answered, hoping that this was the correct answer.

"Is that so?" Christian laughed. "Don't worry bro, I guess the fag likes my dick better because it's bigger. You just need to fuck him harder next time."

Jonas was not really paying attention to his brother anymore, he was playing on his phone, but he nodded his head indicating his agreement.

"Ok, let me take my cock out now. Good, almost no blood! And once again, no shit! You were made for this fag! Normally you will be licking my cock clean for me but it's completely covered by this fucking cream, and I'm not sure it would be good for you to eat that. We don't want our fag getting sick."

He left the bedroom and presumably went to the bathroom to clean his cock but was back in less than two minutes.

"Ok, let me tie your hands behind your back for the night, we don't want you touching us while we sleep. Can you go outside to the shoe rack and get your socks for the fag bro? And tape as well, I think you will find some in the office. He needs to start getting used to your taste and smell again."

"Great, thanks bro! Put your socks in the fag's mouth, and tape it shut just in case. Now fag, I will put my cock back inside your hole and keep it there all night long, you'll like that? What time is it now? Shit, it's almost midnight already. Ok, you stay in the middle fag, let me put my cock back inside. Hey, you don't need to grunt, you took much more than that earlier. Can you just turn off the lights bro? Now, lay down with your feet towards the headboard bro, that way you can keep them close to the fag's nose. Perfect. Sleep tight fag! Love you bro!"

"Love you bro", Jonas replied and they all laid there, the boys still checking their phones. Even though the fag was gagged, with his hands tied behind his back, impaled by his babysitter's cock and with Jonas teasing him by putting his feet on his face, he fell asleep pretty quickly. Well, he was probably a little tired. But if he wants to be a slut he will need to get used to it, I guess!

Chapter 5

Even though Jonas had turned the bedroom lights off I still could see the shapes of their bodies thanks to the glow of the city lights coming through the window. As I fast forwarded the video, I noticed that as the dawn broke Finn started to wake up clearly feeling uncomfortable. It took me a while to realize what had woken him. I couldn't help laughing. He had been awakened by Christian's cock, as the jock got his teenage morning hard-on, inside the fag's small ass. While Finn was awake, Christian was still asleep, oblivious to the kid's clear distress. I watched this situation for sometime while Finn unsuccessfully tried to ease his pain without waking his babysitter. But Christian was awake when he started to fuck the slut, thrusting in deep and fast. It was just a quickie, but it left Finn in tears by the time his babysitter filled him once more.

After cumming Christian fell back asleep immediately, but Finn stayed awake, silently crying for almost an hour, still plugged with his babysitter's cock, before he eventually managed to get a bit more sleep. Jonas remained oblivious to what was happening and continued to sleep throughout the fag's ordeal. Soon I was caught up to the live streaming, and saw the boys starting to wake up. Christian fucked the kid again, while his bro ungagged him for a quick face fuck. Soon they both came in their little tart and Christian removed his cock from the kid's stretched hole for the first time since they had settled down for the night

Finn scrabbled around on the bed, still tied up but managed to get into position and latched onto Jonas like a baby on his mother's tit. He was being obedient to the boys but also I think was really scared about spilling any. His dad's training had certainly left an impression on him.

The brothers got dressed after relieving themselves and Christian finally started to untie the boy's bound wrists. Finn stood there naked rubbing his arms and his ass while the boys got ready.

"Right you stay here and when we have gone you can put your fag pjs on and get some more sleep. Now, thank us both for fucking your ass and giving you our cum and piss to drink."

"Hmmm, t-thanks for f-fucking my ass… and for letting me s-suck your wieners."

"Add "sirs" to that fag! And we don't have wieners, we have cocks," Christian barked as he slapped the boy's face.

"Ouch, sorry sir! Thank you for f-fucking my ass and letting me suck your c-cocks sirs."

"That's better. I told you yesterday that I would give you my smelly socks as a gift, but I've changed my mind. You will clean both our socks and deliver them back to us on Monday at school. Don't worry, we will make sure to provide you with new dirty and smelly ones so you will always be able to sniff our scents, ok? If your mommy or daddy asks anything, you just tell them that you found our socks in your room and you wanted to clean them for us."

They left the slut's room and I turned off the monitor and met them in the living room, all of us in our shorts, and the boys carrying their t-shirts in their hands.

"Hey boys, did you sleep well? Is Finn still asleep? Do you want to eat something?

"Oh, yeah, we played a lot but managed to get some sleep. Finn is still asleep, I guess we kept him awake a bit late yesterday, sorry for that!" (the boys smirked) "And about the breakfast, thanks sir but we better get going to our apartment, our parents might be wanting us."

"Ok, come to my office with me and I will pay you. Here you go, thanks again Christian, you are a lifesaver! Oh, and just one more question boys. I noticed that yesterday you guys locked the bedroom door. What was that for?"

"Hmm, well sir," Christian steered me a bit further away from Jonas and whispered, "It's just that my little bro is a bit shy about his body, you see."

"Oh I see." The fact that the kid was shirtless didn't really support that lie. And, of course, I knew the real reason, but I wanted to tease the smaller stud a little bit.

"Hey boy, there is no reason to be shy, you have a great body! We are all men here, and you have to learn to be comfortable around men. Also, Anna is a doctor and she sees naked people all of the time, so no need to be shy around her either."

The kid's face went completely red as I teased him for their 'little lie'. "Come here, let me give you some money as well. Thanks for the help with Finn, little guy," I said as I ruffled his hair.

"Ok, thanks again sir, but we better get going," said Christian, sounding slightly uncomfortable with the teasing his little brother was receiving. He was probably worried Jonas might react and give the game away. I followed them to the front door and after letting them out I stayed behind it looking through the peephole and listening to their conversation.

"Come on bro, you don't need to be pissed off. He is not thinking that you are a fag or something! But, you know what bro? Don't worry about what he thinks, you've just fucked his boy last night. And I can tell you, that you have no reason to be ashamed bro, you are a stud, just like me, and you sure know how to treat a fag. Plus you are no longer a virgin bro!"

The smaller kid grinned, remembering his performance and then they bro-hugged. "Let's celebrate!" I heard Christian say. They both put their shirts on as they entered the elevator, their voices fading to nothing.

I quickly went to check on Finn, and he was dressed in his pjs and asleep as the boys said. I decided to let him have a lie-in, a morning off from his housecleaning tasks. I had already prepared his breakfast when I got up with my morning piss, and left it hidden in the oven, so Anna wouldn't see or smell it. Then I went for a short run, about 30 minutes, and when I came back I took a shower and went to prepare breakfast for myself and Anna.

She seemed fine with that and we chatted while eating, and then she asked where the brothers were.

"They are not here anymore, they left early this morning." We continued to chat about our respective evenings and what we had got up to while we had our breakfast. It was a lot better than the one that was waiting in the oven for Finn, at least for my taste. She went and got ready, not bothering to look in on her son and then it was time for her to leave and go to the university.

After she left I went to check on the fag. He was already awake, tidying up his room and trying to remove any indication of his slutty performance. I helped him to fold the camp bed and noticed that he was limping.

"You can leave the cleaning for later boy, let's go to the kitchen and you can have your breakfast." I gave him the cold piss-soaked oatmeal that he ate quickly without complaint or making his usual funny faces. Maybe he was getting used to the flavor of piss with the amount he was getting? Or maybe he was just hungry.

He reeked of cum, and probably felt really dirty, so when he had licked his bowl clean and washed it, and Anna and my breakfast stuff as well, he asked me, "Hmmm, Is it ok if I take a shower now sir?"

"No point, kid. After you finish cleaning the apartment you can take a shower ok? Just put on the shorts you were wearing yesterday, you're running late because you stayed up having fun with the boys I hear," was my answer as I ruffled his hair, and the boy went back to his room to take off his pjs, still limping. I followed him.

"Hey kid, why are you walking that way? Is it still from the smacks I gave you earlier this week? Come here, let me check it."

"Oh, sir you… You don't need to I… I am ok sir, you don't need to worry." The boy looked and sounded uneasy.

"Nonsense, come here boy and let me check." He froze, reluctant to come to me, but he didn't dare to defy me, specially after his rough night. He removed his shorts and briefs, and got in position, probably hoping that I wouldn't notice that he had been fucked all night long.

"The marks are not that red anymore, but… What is that? I see some sort of cream all over your ass and there is something oozing out of you butt-hole. It's all red and sore boy, what is this? Is it… Is it cum? Boy, I will ask you one question and you better not even consider lying to me. Are you getting fucked in the ass?"

The kid was really sobbing now. I had discovered his slutty secret. What was he going to tell me? Perhaps he would lie, but luckily (for him), he decided to tell me the 'truth'.

"I… I am sorry sir!!! I didn't want it, they forced me sir. Please believe me!"

"Oh, fuck you slut! Christian? And even Jonas! Christ, Jonas is just a small kid! You can't just start begging boys and men to fuck your slutty ass whenever you want! And what will the boys be thinking of me? Fuck kid, how could you do that? They even go to the same school as you! And Christian is your fucking babysitter. And your arms, what are those red marks? Did you ask them to tie you up? You are a fucking pervert, kid!"

"But sir, it was not my fault! I didn't want it to happen, I didn't like it. Please believe me sir!!!" he pleaded. It was hard to understand him as he was blubbering so hard.

"Shut up kid. Listen to me right now. How do you expect me to believe what you are saying when just a week ago you came into my bedroom while I was asleep, and you started to use your dirty cock-sucking mouth to rape my cock? You waited for a time when your mom was traveling, so you could be sure she would not be here to interrupt, so you could rape me in peace. You are a slut, and now you've raped those two boys with your filthy ass!" I gave his butt the hardest slap I could.

"Be quiet slut! Ok, now you listen to me. I am mad at you for having started to offer your ass to men and even worse boys. But at least you told me the truth, so I am not going to punish you for last night, at least not right now. But you need to stop telling these lies about the boys, saying that they forced you, or I will need to spank your ass really hard, do you hear me boy?"

"Come on boy, stop your crying. At least now I know that you are a fag for sure. And I am going to help you with your problem. I'm not going to abandon you like your dad because he was so disgusted with you and your sick ways.

"Now, listen to me, this is very important. I don't want you to tell the boys that I know you are getting them to fuck you, they would be really embarrassed. But you see, they are teenagers, and now they have had sex with you, they will want it all the time. And since you started to fuck their cocks with your ass, it's now your duty to keep them satisfied. You know, boys can be pretty cruel and violent if you stop them from getting their sexual release, and those boys look pretty strong to me, so you better do as they say, ok?

"Now, as for your wrists, it seems that you are also a masochist. You like to be tied up and controlled, and I think you like to feel pain as well. You will need to start wearing your watch at all times, specially when leaving home. This will help you to hide those marks. Also, I will buy you some wristbands today, nothing too girly, boy, just some leather and steel ones. And you will need to wear one of them on the other arm.

"Ok, great! You can start to clean the apartment, have some water if you want. I will go out to buy your cuffs, I hope they have some models that will fit your wrist size…"

I went out to buy his new adornments and remembered to buy some food as well. Also, I bought some of the same ointment that Christian had used on the kid's ass, as it seemed to have worked quite well. I returned home to find the kid cleaning the living room.

"All right boy, you keep cleaning the house until five and then you stop and take a quick shower before your mom gets home from the uni. We will have dinner together with her and after that you will start on your homework."

I know I had said I wouldn't punish him for his slutty behavior with the boys, but while I was out I'd decided he should have a minor punishment for his attempt to blame the brothers for what happened. I had decided to make him go without lunch. This meant his piss-soaked oatmeal would be the only food that he got to eat in over 30 hours since his school lunch yesterday. His only other sustenance was the boys' cum, and our piss of course. He was lucky they had been so generous in the amount they had fed him.

"Here, let's try your new bracelets. All right, they look fine. You can choose the one you want to wear each day. Make sure you keep your wrist marks covered at all times. Well, you can uncover them when you have a shower or sex, but apart from that, they better be permanently covered from now on, do you hear me?"

He nodded his head in acquiescence and continued cleaning the house while I had a quick light lunch and went to read a book. By 5pm when it was time for his shower, the slut had finished most of the housecleaning.

I escorted him to the main bathroom as I wanted to make sure he remembered how to properly clean his ass out.

"Oh boy, I know that you want to keep Jonas' and Christian's cum deep inside your ass for as long as you can. I personally think that is disgusting and depraved, but I will not judge you. The problem is that you need to keep your ass clean, and the best time to do that is during your shower. So the answer is no."

The boy didn't dare try to correct my assumptions about the reasons why he wanted to skip his ass cleaning, and appeared to be resigned to his fate. I left while he took a shit and came back to observe his cleaning technique. He started by squeezing the soapy warm water into his hole, repeating the process five more times, with some grunting from the obvious pain he was feeling every time he reintroduced something into his ravaged hole. But he didn't argue or plead which was lucky for him.

I made him use pretty hot water for the fifth rinse and totally cold water for the sixth. I told him the contrast would help the healing. I had heard something like that and I thought it might help, but I must admit that it was amusing to see his facial reactions as first he felt he was burning his ass and then freezing it. After he emptied the cold rinse, which I made him hold for double the time, he took a long shower with me still watching. He was scrubbing his skin really hard, to the point that he was making it red in places. I think he must have been feeling really dirty from his night of depravity, which served him right, so I decided not to interfere.

First I spread it over his buttocks and in-between his mounds and over his bruised hole. Next I dropped a large dollop on his hole and used one of my fingers to force the ointment inside him. He grunted a bit but no word of objection came out of his mouth during the procedure. I would repeat this treatment for the next week.

And the rest of the week was mostly uneventful. On Monday we waited for the boys in front of the school so the slut could deliver his fuckers' clean socks back. He did the house cleaning as required (well, he could have put a bit more effort into the task on Wednesday, but I let him off with another minor punishment, only a quick spanking, making him sleep with his hands tied behind his back and a punishment throat fuck the next morning before leaving for my workout.

On Friday I bumped into Christian while running and we talked for some time. The interesting thing was he offered to take Finn to and from school everyday. He said he always walked together with his brother so it was no problem and it would give me some more free time. He also suggested that Finn could go with them to their place after school some days, so they could 'play' together.

I was delighted with these offers and told him, "That would be fine. But he needs to be home by 6:30 to start doing his homework. He also has some housecleaning chores to do, but I guess we can find an alternative time for him to do those. Oh, and the boy is being punished for bad behavior, so I don't want you to let him go playing on your video games or with any of your toys. And no TV either. Also no food or treats. What he needs is lots of physical activities, so sports, exercises, running around or play-fighting like I know boys like to do is fine."

The boy smirked. "Don't worry sir, I think we will get physical all the time. In a nice way though! I mean, we will just play together, like boys do."

And that was true. I knew that he and his bro would be raping the kid whenever they could. Or so they thought. In reality the slut was tricking them into thinking he was being forced. Better if they didn't find that out yet, or they would be pissed and could get really nasty with their slut, potentially causing some permanent damage. Well, it was too early for that, so I went along with this 'little lie', but only for the slut's sake!

Chapter 6

"Did the boys give you your afternoon snack? What about your ass, did they fuck you? And did they re-plug your ass afterwards? Good!"

It is some months since the boys started to fuck him. The kid was 9 years old now. The new school year had started and it was his second week of school after the summer vacation. The brothers had gone abroad with their parents for virtually the whole of the summer holidays. A few weeks before they went, they had given him a butt plug as a gift. They required him to keep his ass stuffed with it at all times, only removing it to be fucked, clean his ass or to take a shit.

Once he started visiting the boys, I had had to adapt his routine to accommodate the boys fucking him in the afternoon, almost every day, after school. It meant he had to stay up later, usually until about 10pm so he could do his homework and some of the housecleaning tasks before going to bed. He wasn't allowed to take a shower or shit in the evenings, as the boys wanted him to keep their cum in his ass all night long. For that reason he needed to get up earlier, at 7am, to shit and shower. As we were waking up at the same time, I could now face fuck and give him my morning piss before his shower. On days when he had been a bad boy (which was becoming increasingly frequent), this was his only breakfast. The rest of his time in the mornings would be spent cleaning the apartment, before he would meet the boys downstairs and they would walk together to school.

As soon as the boys thought I couldn't see them anymore, they would force the slut to carry their backpacks for them. They usually took a longer route through the park that was near our apartment complex. This path was very rough and bumpy and not many people used it. I guess this allowed them to keep teasing and tormenting their slut all the way to and from their school. They apparently would often put rocks in the backpacks and make him run, carrying them, hitting him with sticks to make him go faster.

The three of them always came back together although this meant Finn had to wait around for them as their lessons finished after his. Nearly every day, the three of them would go straight to the boys' apartment. Sometimes Jonas' friend Ben would join them for the afternoon activities. They obviously felt safe involving him in their secret, as he already knew slutty Finn from when they used to take the school bus together. I made Finn tell me in great detail everything the boys did to him as this was my only way of trying to keep his sluttyness under control.

I didn't allow him to complain about what the boys did but I got the impression that Ben was even more aggressive than the other two while using him, and it appeared to me that the slut didn't like when he had to serve him, but maybe I was wrong and the slut just found it a little difficult to serve all three boys at the same time?

I decided he needed better manners and instructed him to always thank the boys for fucking, spanking and keep his hands tied for him. It turns out they were already making him thank them every time for fucking him, so no big change there.

I told him that I would know if he was complying with my orders or trying to trick me from the way he looked and spoke, and I guess he was too afraid of me to even risk telling me lies!

Well, of course I had the videos of their activities in his room, but he didn't know that! In fact, all of the involved were oblivious to the fact that I kept recording those events each time Christian babysat him. This is, of course, the real reason why I knew the boy was following my orders. And since he had to give me a daily report when he got home, I knew what he was ordered to do by the boys when the interactions didn't happen at my place as well.

For our summer vacation we made a trip to visit Anna's parents in their tropical retreat. The trip was his mom's birthday gift to him, and for my part, I gave him a new queen size bed, as his smaller childish bed was no longer big enough to accommodate his slutty activities.

At his grandparents' place he spent most of the time on the beach in his swimming briefs. This was a happy summer break for the kid, and it would probably rank among the happiest times of his tortured life. The gramps were not particularly affectionate to him but they appeared to kind of like him, and they gave him a lot more attention than his mother did. So apart from making him wear his butt plug, I didn't have any real chance to discipline the kid during the trip or even to face fuck him, but I still managed to give him the odd glass of my warm piss to drink. Didn't want him to lose the taste.

I also managed to keep control of his diet. I had always eaten fairly healthily as did his mother but once I found out about his sluttish ways I put him on an appropriate diet. I didn't want him to have access to any unhealthy, ultra-processed or sugary food and was very strict on what and how much he could eat. Over time the diet made him thinner, probably helped by the large number of times he had to miss a meal as punishment, or every time Christian babysat him and he got no dinner. Nothing abnormal, he didn't look malnourished. Actually, he had a great body, much better than most of the kids his age. He looked really sleek, lost all of his baby fat and got a bit of definition, which was interesting, considering that I had forced him to stop his surf classes. I suppose in addition to his dietary restrictions, all the hard housecleaning work and the daily walks to and from school carrying the boys' backpacks helped to keep him in good shape.

So I was glad to get back home from the trip and get back full control of the slut. The last week of the school vacation, his mom was off traveling again. That's when I started to fuck his ass. It felt really tight on my cock that first time and he cried so much that I had to plug his mouth shut. It has been almost three weeks of continuous effort but it appears to me that he is finally getting used to it.

So to get back to what I was telling you. He had been back at school for two weeks. The kid arrived home and gave me his report of what the boys did to him. He had had to service all three of them, and his tone gave me the impression that he didn't like it that much. Well, he would have to learn to have a better attitude about it, I thought, as I prepared to add another load of cum to his already filled arsehole. His mom was abroad at another seminar. I had noticed that her absences were becoming increasingly frequent, and even when she was home, she was noticeably trying to avoid any kind of interaction with the kid!

Today I decided I would do him on the kitchen counter. I ordered him to undress, climb up and lie on his belly, with his feet dangling over the edge and I also tied his hands tightly behind his back. I yanked his cum-covered butt plug out, quickly inserting it into his mouth to give him something to suck on and to muffle any sounds coming out of that hole.

His slutty ass crack was covered in lube, and I could see some of the boys' cum oozing out of his abused hole, so no extra lube would be needed today. I tried to collect some of the escaping cum with my cock, effectively making it slippery enough to enter him. And as I forced my shaft inside he started to moan, probably in pain from the unexpected dryness, but I didn't stop until I could feel my crotch touching his small globes.

I fucked him building to a crescendo, in the end I was pounding his ass really hard, pulling on his hair and twisting his head backwards with one hand while keeping the other one on his lower back (when it wasn't smacking his ass cheeks) and snarling obscenities at him. We were both sweating profusely and I could see that the kid was also crying. Well, it sucks to be him, I thought. I could just go and take a quick shower after the fuck, but to comply with the boys' orders, he would have to be re-plugged and go to sleep just like that, dirty and fucked.

After ejaculating and re-plugging his ass, I had him clean my shaft with his mouth before telling him to go and start doing his homework. He limped back to his bedroom, with his backpack to get on with it. So a typical day nowadays but today he came back to me and with trembling hands he handed me a report card from school. It said that the kid failed to hand in his homework assignment that day and my signature was required if he wanted to enter the school premises on the following day. I was furious!

"You told me yesterday that you had finished your homework kid. What does this mean? Why did you lie to me boy?"

"I… I'm sorry sir, I forgot that I had to write an essay about my holidays sir. Please, I am sorry sir!"

"Shut up. I have accepted your slutty behavior and let you keep getting fucked by the boys, I have even started to help by using my free time to fuck you, and this is how you repay me? You see what you did? Now I will have to spank you. Come with me to your room, now."

A bedroom is generally a safe haven, the place where a boy gets his inner peace. Not in the case of slutty Finn! His bedroom was full of painful memories, as it was the place where much of his abuse occurred. And his bed, that was supposed to provide him with rest, just brought the memories of his repeated sucking and fucking, as well as uncountable spankings and tortures. Luckily for him, this was what he liked!

"Ok boy, clothes off. Come here, let's start." He hadn't even fully stopped crying after the forceful fuck I gave him, and as I spanked him hard, he just kept weeping all the while. When I had finished spanking him I picked up a pair of his old swimming briefs from a couple of years ago and made him put them on. He might be looking thinner but they were very tight on him, really squeezing his now extremely sore butt cheeks.

"Ok, now go and get some of your boyfriends' dirty socks. Let me tape them into your mouth. Enough with the crying, be quiet boy! You can start cleaning the kitchen now, after that you can do your homework, and you will go straight to bed afterwards. There will be no dinner for you tonight."

The kid did as ordered, and cleaned the kitchen while I ate my dinner in full view of him. As I said I generally eat healthily and like to cook my own food, but that night I decided to order a pizza, as I had spent longer than expected disciplining the slut. He finished his homework near his bedtime, at about 10pm.

As he got ready for bed I gave him his instructions,"Your hands will be tied behind your back for the night. And tomorrow, when I get back from my run, I expect you to be on your knees beside my armchair in the living room."

So this brings us back to the point I started this tale, coming back from my morning workout. The kid knelt there in those tiny, tight, black swimming briefs taking my cock in his mouth and trying to please me and avoid extra punishments. I fucked his face hard and fast, as it was a school day.

After giving him my cum and piss for breakfast, I untied his hands and we went to have our morning washes. Me to take my warm, luxurious morning shower, the kid to do his enemas and have a cold strip wash. While I dried myself with my big fluffy towels he quickly wiped himself down with a small old rough bit of cloth and went and tidied up our bedrooms.

Then as he stood there, waiting for permission to put on his school uniform in preparation to leave for school, I informed him that he was not going to wear his butt plug to school today. As his spirits rose at the thought he was going to be allowed to go to school unplugged, although, I guess he might have wondered what the brothers would say, I casually dashed his hopes by explaining I would be replacing his butt plug today. I showed him his new and improved cock-shaped butt plug, ordering him to get in position so I could install this thicker and longer model. It still had a flared base to prevent complete insertion but as it was cock shaped, the notch that used to hold the old plug in place was missing, and I had to tape it in his crack to avoid any early release.

"If your boyfriends say something about your new plug, you just tell them that you ordered it online, using your mom's credit card."

He was a bit uncomfortable with the size of his new toy. But it was way smaller than my cock or even Christian's. It was perhaps bigger than Jonas' dick, but not by much, so the slut would soon get used to it. I slapped his butt told him to get dressed and sent him off to meet his 'school friends'. I watched from the balcony as he reached the boys, still trying to adapt to the new toy stuffing his ass. He was limping a bit, but this could be a combination from the hard fuck and the spanking I gave him the previous night, not just the new plug. And the boys were already used to his limping, and to be honest they simply didn't care.

That evening he arrived back home at six thirty coming from the boys' apartment. I was expecting that he would be already used to his new toy after wearing it for most of the day, but he apparently still had some difficulties in walking. But this was probably more from being fucked by the boys, I thought.

After making him strip I ordered him to get on his knees in front of me in the living room so he could start to provide his report of his afternoon experiences with them.

"…They saw my new plug, and I told them I bought it online as you said sir. They laughed at that in the beginning, but after some time Jonas was not happy. He said that I disrespected the gift they gave me and he would have to spank me for that, which he did. Then Christian spanked me for stealing my mom's credit card to buy it."

"Excellent, it's good that the boys are taking care of your discipline. Did you thank them for spanking you? Did they fuck you? Did you get your afternoon snack from their cocks?

"Good. Let me see how your ass-cheeks are then. Good thing that they were kind enough to keep your ass plugged after they fucked you, even though they were mad at you for disrespecting their gift! Oh, it seems that they were quite hard on you boy. I can see the imprint of their hands on your ass-cheeks. They are deep red now, and there is even some blood on this side here! Look, your undies have some red droplets from your blood. Come here, let me put some soothing cream to speed up your recovery."

"T-thank you sir," he said when I finished applying the ointment all over his buttocks.

Today I had got a bit inspired. I put all of his food in the blender, adding my piss to it. The end product looked like a soup, but with a strong piss smell. I poured the cold content into his breakfast bowl while he gently and carefully sat down, clearly in a great deal of pain from the boys' spankings. From his expression I could see that he didn't like the taste or the smell of his food, but apart from whatever he ate at school, this would be his first 'proper' meal since breakfast the day before. This time, I didn't even have to remind him to lick his bowl clean after he had slurped down his soup, as he took the initiative all by himself!

When the bowl was spotless, I gave him his instructions. "You can do the dishes now and your homework for the weekend after that. Leave the rest of the cleaning for tomorrow."

The next morning I woke up and went straight to take a leak in my personal urinal and I ordered the kid to lie on his back with his head hanging down over the edge of his mattress so I could throat fuck him, still punishing him for the homework problem.

One thing I forgot to say (but some of you have probably noticed it already) is that the kid has a high pain threshold. Nevertheless he would sometimes faint when being throat fucked this way, due to lack of oxygen. I tried to avoid this from happening by letting him breathe from time to time while repeatedly plunging my cock in his windpipe. You see, the throat fucks were intended as punishments! And if he kept fainting all the time, he would not feel the necessary level of pain, and it would not serve as an effective discipline method.

I left the sobbing child in his room, instructing him to start cleaning it while I went out for a run. He would spend the whole Saturday cleaning the apartment, I decided. I met Christian while running, and told him about the issue with the homework explaining that I needed to punish the kid. I told him Finn would be grounded for the next week, having to come straight home from school so would not be able to go play with them at their place.

When I arrived back home I gave him his oatmeal for brunch, adding an extra scoop of oats as this would be his only meal until dinner. I'm such a softy I know. I also informed him that he would be allowed to relieve his bowels and wash while cleaning the main bathroom later. I spent the rest of the day chilling in the living room, watching some TV or reading a book. The kid continued to clean the whole apartment until nighttime, wearing nothing but his plug, a pair of old shorts, his watch and wristband.

After his wash I fucked his ass, (a bit more gently, this time) had him lick my cock clean and gave him some piss to drink from the source. I coated his new butt plug with some ointment before inserting it in his bruised hole and let him finish cleaning the apartment until dinner time. After he had cleared up the dinner stuff, I sent him to bed. Since he didn't have much to do on Sunday and he was grounded, he had to stay in his room, but I had him in a punishment position for a couple of hours in the morning, repeating that in the afternoon. As always he was on his knees, hands behind his head, nose touching the wall, and I checked regularly that he was keeping the position.

Throughout the following week the boys brought him straight back home after school, as I had instructed. I knew the boys would be getting frustrated because of that, but it was the slut's fault for not doing his homework. From his reports they were even rougher than usual on him on the journeys. I made sure to rub plenty of the ointment in his butt each day. By the end of the week he was feeling a bit better. On the negative side, I could see and feel that the marks on his butt were quite pronounced, it was certainly not as smooth as it used to be. But I didn't think it was anything permanent. It was just normal wear and tear as a result of the repeated fucking and beatings he was receiving from me and the three teenagers.

On Friday I asked Christian to babysit him, as my best friend, Lukas, was in town and we wanted to catch up. He was going through some rough shit with his wife (she was sick with cancer), and he had to stop his veterinarian work and travel all the way from the countryside, where they live, for her treatment. Of course Christian said he 'had' to bring Jonas with him, which was not a problem for me at all.

Anna didn't even bother to ask me to stay with the kid anymore, when she was going out. That afternoon she just left with her friends after I fucked her. I think she didn't even want to talk to or about the kid anymore, so she was delighted to give me absolute control over the slut's life.

I arrived home at four in the morning, and went straight to bed. I did test that the bedroom door was locked as always when the boys stayed. I woke up at seven (as usual), and went to check on the video recordings.

I must say the brothers had been particularly hard on their fuck toy. I suppose it was due to all their accumulated energy, having been denied their pleasures for a whole week. From the footage, I could tell that, fortunately, they didn't blame me for their frustrating week. They knew it was the slut's fault for not delivering his homework, so they were extra hard with the punishments they gave him as well. Finn promised them as fervently as he had me that he wouldn't fail again. Although they were severe I think not as hard as the previous week, as although they spanked his ass deep red, they didn't cause the kid to bleed this time. Well, at least not externally, but they were clearly trying to readjust his internal organs from the hard ass pounding they gave him!

After fucking his mouth and giving him cum and piss for dinner, they tied the kid's hands behind his back and also his ankles to his thighs, (it seems that the boys are really getting into the slut's kinks) taped the cock shaped butt plug into his mouth, adding one of each of their socks to keep with their 'tradition' and fucked him all night long.

The kid didn't manage to sleep much, and kept crying and sobbing most of the time. Christian had tried to quieten him down by smacking his ass again, but the only thing that stopped him from disturbing their sleep was when Christian punched him several times in the stomach. Luckily he had an empty stomach, otherwise he would have certainly puked from being so savagely thumped by the older teen. The brothers went back to their apartment at nine, after getting paid, leaving the slut asleep in his bedroom.

By the time I had finished watching the rest of the video, the lazy slut was still fast asleep in his bed. I knew he was tired after his sleepless night but he already would have to make up for his late start with fewer breaks and working later and the longer he stayed in bed, the harder it would be to get everything done.

I was annoyed as I knew this would mean more work for me later, as he would need more supervising and driving to make sure he worked hard and completed everything. So I went to his room and dragged him roughly out of bed to get on with the house cleaning. The kid hit the floor and I soon had him out of his pjs and into his shorts, looking sad and in a bit of a daze. He was moving like a zombie but the kid needed to learn to live with the consequences of his actions. Just because he wanted to be a slut, didn't mean he could skive off his chores.

Once I had got him moving and starting on his work, I took stock. As I had not got to bed until after 4 I didn't feel like doing my usual exercise routine. In fact, I was feeling tired. So very unusually for me, apart from when sex was involved, I decided to go back to bed for a bit. I heard the boy working as I dropped off for a much needed nap.

I was rudely awoken, out of a pleasant doze, by a loud and annoying noise near my room. The slut, with no consideration for my tiredness, had started up the vacuum cleaner. He knew how disturbing it was because I often had to go and sit on the balcony and read to get away from the noise when he was hoovering the lounge. I was really angry at his lack of regard for my needs and considered getting up and giving him a severe beating but then thought of a more appropriate punishment.

I got out of bed and followed the noise. He was hoovering the hallway. I yanked the plug out and as the machine died, he looked around to see why and saw me. I berated him angrily for his total selfishness and as I moved towards him he cowered, trying to form words, obviously expecting more pain.

I took the machine off him, grabbed him by the neck and dragged him to the cleaning cupboard where I thrust a small hand brush and dustpan into his hands. I explained that from now on he was forbidden to use the vacuum as he had been so uncaring in choosing to use it when I was resting. In future all his floor cleaning would be done with this small brush and pan. I made him get on his hands and knees and start brushing. He looked almost relieved he had not got hit but I knew that later that day his knees and back would be paying for his lack of thought for me and that he was going to have to work much harder and longer to accomplish the task in future.

I watched for a while, yelling at him to put more effort into it, his little shorts-covered butt in the air as he scurried around sweeping the floor hard to try and make up for his crime. I realized how foolish I had been to indulge him by moving around my home so he could clean. I vowed not to ever inconvenience myself again, to make things easier for the slut. I was too awake now, thanks to his selfish behavior, to go back to bed so I made myself a drink and considered what was to be done with the slut.

It was the fact that he was being a slut that had originally caused me to assign him the housecleaning tasks in the first place, to keep him busy, with less time to develop his slutty thoughts. Apparently it hadn't worked as I had intended. I had to admit to myself that I had gone soft on him, conniving with his depravity and letting him get fucked as frequently as he (secretly) wanted, even putting in some effort myself to try to appease his hunger.

But the failure to deliver his homework essay and now his lack of concern for my well-being showed me that I needed to get him back on track. To accomplish that I needed to make sure he would work on all of his tasks with complete dedication, not just his slut activities.

As he wanted to continue being a slut, he would need to find a way to reconcile his sluttishness with his school and household commitments. And from now on I would accept nothing but an excellent performance in every area from him. I would no longer go easy on him. My scrutiny of his housecleaning work and the standard required would become even more rigorous. He would need to achieve at least 80% in all his school subjects if he wanted to avoid extra punishments. I also would need to make sure he learned to think of others before himself.

Even though he was no longer allowed to play with his toys, the fact that they were locked in my office cabinet, I thought might still be giving him some hope that he would eventually get them back, sometime in the future. Such thoughts could act as a distraction, so I decided to get rid of the toys permanently. He would be forced to donate all of them to charity. This would give him the opportunity to help others, giving some poor and better behaved kids the chance to have happier lives.

I also went through his closet and selected clothes and shoes that he would have to donate as well (about 60% of the total). These were mainly the new ones and the things he had been given as presents and anything I knew he really liked or felt proud wearing. Well we wanted the charity kids to be proud of their new clothing and not feel embarrassed by getting old stuff that had seen better days.

He would need to take good care of, and make the remaining, older, stuff last, otherwise he would be punished. I would also start to grade his cock-sucking skills, and he would need to keep improving his performance to avoid punishments. All in all I had the feeling that while he might have thought his eighth year had not been an easy one, he would come to remember it as like being at a holiday camp, compared to his ninth year of life.

Chapter 7

I was seated on his bed, looking down at the kid. He was on his knees, in-between my legs, naked, with his hands securely tied behind his back. He was forcing my cock into his mouth and throat. Today he was being evaluated on his deep-throating technique. The task was to push his nose into my crotch and make me cum deep down his throat. To pass this test and avoid being punished he had to achieve both in 30 minutes or less. He had to do all the work on his own today, no help from me. So as I watched him struggling, I held my hands comfortably behind my head. Even before he had got to this stage of drooling on my pole and balls, he had spent several of his precious 30 minutes removing my shorts and boxers using only his mouth and teeth. Does this sound familiar? Yeah, I got the idea from Christian, well from the video, of that first evening I'd recorded, of their interactions.

I had decided to play a little bit with his slutty mind, and see if the similarities with that first time would jog any memories. He was, of course, totally unaware of my recordings and we had never discussed his first evening with Christian, so as far as he was concerned I didn't know about the thirty minute test he had been given that evening. He thought the first thing I was aware of was his 'seduction' of Christian and Jonas the next night as I had forced him to confess the following day. The boys' habit of making him take off their shorts and undies with his mouth had never come up in his reports, probably he thought it was too minor to mention. So even if he made the connection, he'd think it was just a nasty coincidence.

He had managed to deep throat me in the past, and he had improved a lot after I started to test his cock-sucking abilities and introduced punishments for poor performances. However up until today I had always helped him by using my hands to force my cock deep down his throat. Today I had decided to stop being so supportive, it wouldn't be good for the slut to get lazy and rely on others.

Unfortunately for him, even though he did appear to try, he didn't manage to get his nose pressed against my crotch. He did manage to get it into my pubes and I might have felt a slight touch but definitely nothing I would call a proper press. I was also disappointed in his tongue and lip action and although not explicitly part of the test he knows he has to give a high quality blowjob whenever he does one.

He also totally failed to make me cum within the thirty minute deadline. If only he had worked a bit harder or not taken so long to pull my shorts and boxers down but it was a good 30 minutes 20 seconds before I felt the first spurt of cum leave my cock. I know some of you will say but Christian didn't start the clock until the slut had removed his shorts and underwear. Some of the real softies amongst you might even consider I was being unfair but you are forgetting he has had over a year of intense cock-sucking practice since then so surely we would all agree he should be able to do better by now.

I think the boys have contributed to his lack of improvement. While they still fucked both his holes every week, it was nowhere near as often as when they started about a year ago. They still collect him every day and walk him to school and at least one of them brings him back but they only take him back to their apartment two or three times a week. He also spends less time there, a quick face or butt fuck for up to the three of them. In fact I reckon he spends almost as much time there now doing the boys' chores, cleaning their rooms and bathroom, as he does acting as their slut. All three of them had girlfriends now and for that reason they couldn't dedicate as much time as was clearly necessary to improve his cock-sucking education. But of course they are boys, and I cannot blame them for wanting to do normal teenage things. The slut should be grateful for the help they are still prepared to give him. The lack of improvement was the slut's fault and once again he would need to be punished for failing his cock-sucking test today.

"Yeah, that was not good. I keep telling you, you need to put more effort into your tasks, little slut. I was pleased to see you got very good grades at school last month, and I am proud of you for that! Also, I have only needed to punish you a few times for faults while cleaning the apartment this month; so even though there is still room for improvement, you are getting better at your housework. But your cock-sucking skills are not improving as they should. You get to practice a lot with me and the boys, but you are not putting your soul into it. So, boy, you failed the test and you need to be punished for that."

The boy had been looking at me hopefully after I came because of course he had had no way of knowing how much time had elapsed. As he heard the news of my assessment of his poor performance and I patted my lap for him to get in position, the boy started to silently cry. After all these months, he had learned not to plead, argue or refuse, so he struggled to his feet. By now with all the practice he had got he was able to get off his knees with his hands tied behind him without too much of a problem.

I prefer to spank him with my hand, as I believe the message is more clearly 'imprinted' this way, but I was spanking him so forcefully and frequently now that I had had to start alternating the hand I used. I mostly use my right hand, but it was a bit sore from the last two days, and as the crying child approached my right side as usual, I motioned him to switch sides, so I could spank him with my left hand. His ass was already red and sore, as today would be the ninth day in a row that I had found it necessary to spank him, but I knew I had to drive the message home, and for that I needed to spank his ass as hard as always. I couldn't have him thinking that failing this test wasn't serious or his blowjob tasks weren't just as important as his schoolwork or his cleaning duties. So despite the discomfort it caused my hand I gave his butt the spanking his poor performance had earned it.

After I finished, I had him put on his tight swimming briefs and hold an uncomfortable punishment position for two hours before I finally allowed him to go to bed. To make sure he was in no doubt how displeased I was with his failure, I hogtied his hands and feet together behind his back for the night, and laid him on his front, in just his swimming trunks, on a strip of rough coconut matting I had acquired just to make his night's rest a little more uncomfortable for the fag. I also informed him that I would throat-fuck his bound body early in the morning as an extra punishment.

Nowadays he barely speaks to anyone but when he needs to say anything it was very noticeable that he had a permanently hoarse voice. Some people might think that this was related to puberty, but he wasn't there yet. This was actually due to the constant throat rapes he received, in my opinion. Well, if he wanted to avoid them he just needed to learn to be a better behaved little slut and improve on his cock-sucking technique!

And even though I had been selflessly, exhaustively and repeatedly trying to help him with that he had still failed! During his mother's almost constant travels, any moment I had to spare I would have him on his knees continuously sucking on my cock while I watched TV or read a book for instance. I even was prepared to let him practice while I ate my meals. Of course it meant he couldn't eat with me but I gave him the leftovers when his practice was over and he had completed his chores. Of course this might be several hours later and the food was cold and congealed but the practice was to help him and it couldn't just be me who made the sacrifices. Cock-sucking is a basic slut-skill and to be a good slut he needed to be a good cocksucker.

Unfortunately with my commitments and his housecleaning and school activities, I would say usually we still were only able to find not much more than an extra hour per day on schooldays and between 4 and 6 hours per day on weekends and holidays. His failed test showed it obviously wasn't enough? With the boys help included, I thought the frequency was not the biggest problem but what he really needed was access to more man-sized cocks. As they say it is quality as much as quantity that counts. I didn't think my cock could do any more to help but I thought if he got access to more adult cocks he would be able to improve faster. I racked my brains how to achieve this and realized that my best friend Lukas might be the answer to the slut's needs.

He was virtually having no sex due to his wife's situation so it would not only serve as a training opportunity for the slut, but Lukie would also get some much needed relief from the arrangement. I started to concoct my plan. It seems appropriate that I came up with most of it while the slut was sucking me, my brain seemed to work better at those times. I then had to explain the plan to the slut and get him to practice his role which was fundamental if my plan was to succeed. I impressed on him how angry I would be if it didn't work. He earned several punishments during rehearsals when I felt his acting was not convincing enough. I was very 'method' in my approach and wanted him to 'live' his part and make the audience believe in his character. It didn't matter there was only going to be an audience of one, I wanted total commitment to his portrayal of himself as a complete slut.

Finally I was satisfied that we had rehearsed enough and although the slut's acting skills still were not very good I thought given the right circumstances he could carry it off. So the next Friday evening, while my friend was in town for his wife's treatment, I arranged for Christian to keep the kid in his apartment for a couple of extra hours after school so Lukie and myself could go to a bar and have some drinks. His wife was in the hospital for the night and couldn't have visitors until the next morning.

After a few drinks I explained to him as Anna was away, I had to get home to look after the kid. I invited him to come back to my place and we would continue to chat and drink there. He was more than happy with the idea, especially as the alternative would be a night on his own in a lonely hotel room. We made a quick stop at Christian's place to pickup slutty Finn. As we walked home I could smell his babysitter's cum freshly deposited in his plugged hole and wondered if Lukas would notice, and if he did, realize what it was. A few minutes later we were all back at my apartment ready to continue the evening.

I sent the kid off to take a shower while I got Lukas and myself a drink. I had given the slut his instructions. As you know the boys ordered him to stop taking showers in the evenings, they wanted him going to bed smelling of his fuckings with their cum sealed inside him with a butt plug. As it made it easier for him to remember I made that the general rule, no washing in the evening, whether he had been fucked by them or not. So for the last year he only got to wash in the mornings and not always then at weekends or during the holidays.

On one memorable occasion, I didn't let him have a wash for the whole weekend, no enemas either. He was really ripe by the time Monday morning came round and desperate to have a crap. It was because when I went in on the Saturday morning to give him a face-fuck, I noticed there were cum stains on his sheet. The only place they could have come from was his butt which meant his plug had come out during the night, releasing the cum, the brothers wanted him to keep inside himself.

Perhaps he hadn't secured it properly when he went to bed? As I told you before, this dildo didn't have a notch to hold it in place so he always had to tape the flat base to his ass. But I suspected he might have deliberately removed it during the night as he was still finding the new larger model hard to cope with. He, of course, denied it, and swore that he had not touched it during the night. I worked him even harder than usual over that weekend and, to teach him a lesson, only removed the butt plug when I wanted to deposit another load in him, plugging him again as soon as I had cum. That was why he was so desperate to have a crap by the time Monday came around.

I did notice after that episode, that every night before he went to bed he was always very careful to wipe around the butt plug and push it firmly in, he then stuck it down with plenty of tape; so perhaps he was telling the truth about not pulling it out. Anyway whatever the truth I was satisfied my punishment had taught him a lasting lesson.

When he is allowed to wash in the morning there are two options and of course I am the one who chooses. If I have time I supervise his shower. I give him a 45 second blast of cold water and let me tell you the cold water in the apartment is really cold. He then has to soap himself up all over and really scrub his skin. He has learned to pay particular attention to his butt and his little wiener. It only took a few times of me scrubbing them with a scrubbing pad when I told him he hadn't done a good enough job. He then gets another 45 second icy blast, where he has to try and remove the soap. After that I inspect him and decide whether he has got rid of all traces of the soap and is clean enough. If I don't think so, we repeat the process. I use this method because the body soon adapts to the cold water if it is continuous. So doing it this way, keeps the experience fresh.

As I am sure you have guessed, how many times we repeat is mainly down to what time I have and how I'm feeling. Even though we have been doing it several times a week for about a year he still squeals every time the water hits him and his desperation, is obvious, as he scrubs himself, hoping this time he will have done it well enough to satisfy me. I never get bored with seeing those pleading, puppy-dog eyes.

When I don't have time to supervise, as I don't want to risk him wasting water, he, as I mentioned before, has a strip-wash. He is completely naked and I fill the basin with water, cold usually of course. He, then, is required to soap himself up completely and rub himself clean like in the shower. It is impossible for him not to make a mess on the floor as he does it. The water gets less and it gets soapier so he finds it harder to make sure his body is spotless, which of course is the requirement. When he thinks he is clean he must stand at attention and wait for me to come and inspect him. He only made the mistake once of calling out to me that he had finished. I certainly taught him that day that he did not hassle me but waited patiently until I was ready to do my inspection. Well he has never done it again.

Not even the day in the holidays when I had an early work start so told him to have a strip-wash. The work went crazy and I was so busy I had no time to even make myself a coffee. It was only when things calmed down around lunchtime and I went to the kitchen to get myself a drink that I remembered the slut. I found him standing at attention by the basin with a wet floor. He stood there shivering, one very cold boy but he had completely dried off so after he had cleaned up the bathroom he didn't need to use his towel. I put him to work so he soon warmed up.

As I mentioned he has his own special towel and is not allowed to use any of the others. It is a coarse bit of material I found and while I admit it is not very absorbent as he always has to clean up the bathroom before I rub him down with it, it works fine as he has mainly dried by then. The rough nature of the cloth is good for getting his circulation going.

So it was a real treat for the kid to be allowed to shower in the evening and I had even told him he could use some warm water for a change. I did this every so often, to remind him of what he was missing and so he doesn't become too accustomed to the cold water he usually has to use. I had given him instructions earlier in the day to make sure he cleaned his hole thoroughly and to leave his butt plug out. I would make him confess to Christian and Jonas that he slept without the plug, but he could worry about that next week. Tonight I wanted his focus to be solely on giving the best slut performance he could. I knew I had managed to convince him how much rested on him getting it right. While to say his life depended on it would be an exaggeration, he certainly knew the consequences would be severe if he let me down.

After his shower, as instructed, the slut put on his favorite shorts. These were a pair he had had since before I knew him. It turns out they were the last thing his dad had given him. I guess before he lost all his better clothes they weren't so important to him, so I had thought they were just another old pair of shorts. Nowadays those shorts have real sentimental value for him, and I was interested to see what happened when he could no longer wear them. I wasn't sure which would happen first, whether they would become too small for him to get on or whether the would split as they were getting worn and very thin in places. They were wide legged but by now starting to get rather short and a bit tight across his 9 year old butt. As I told you his new diet had kept him thin but his ass cheeks had remained plump. I think it was the first place the food, he did get, went to.

He never wore them for cleaning unless I told him to and then he was always extra careful to try and make sure they didn't get dirty. If we were going out and I let him select what to wear, he always chose to put them on. My guess is he now saw them as his lucky shorts and knew he was going to need all the luck he could get if he was going to save himself from a serious punishment. As I had instructed, he wore no undies under them and no top. He then started to do some light housecleaning work while the grownups continued to drink.

Well, it was mostly Lukie that kept drinking, I didn't want to get too drunk, so without making it obvious I kept topping his drink up while nursing my own. Tonight would be the next part of the kid's slut sex education, and I needed to stay sober to be able to properly evaluate his performance. When I felt Lukas was at the correct stage of inebriation I invited Finn to join us on the living room couch while we watched something on the TV. He was clearly nervous but my drunken friend didn't notice! The kid knew this was the moment he had to start giving the performance I had so meticulously rehearsed him in.

"M-may I sit with you sir?" he asked with the cute little smile we had practiced.

The boy immediately accepted the invitation and clambered on my friend's legs with his thinly covered ass strategically positioned over my friend's, for the moment, soft cock. The slut glanced nervously at me to check for my approval. We all talked for a bit, Lukie even showing some interest in Finn's tales about his school. The kid was a bit awkward as he was so unused to talking about himself, apart from giving me his reports on his activities with the boys but responded to Lukas's interest. As practiced the kid shifted his position from time to time, rubbing his round ass over my friend's lonely cock. Lukie started to gently and I think unconsciously massage the kid's bare torso, arms and shoulders as we continued to talk. He also occasionally stroked the slut's bare thighs when he reached for his drink. As I had hoped, all the teasing of his cock by that bubble butt triggered an erection. That was my cue to leave them alone, so I excused myself saying I needed to take a shower, and asked Lukie to look after the kid in my absence.

I wasn't surprised to find out later that the kid did exactly as I had coached him to. He started asking Lukie about the cock, poking his butthole. Next the plan required him to start touching it, get on his knees, unveil his prize and start to jerk my best mate off. He was at that stage when I came back from my quick shower but I didn't show myself, just listened to their interactions from my concealed position.

"Oh kid, you shouldn't do that. This is wrong you know." But, of course, needy as he was, he didn't actually try to prevent the slut's actions. "Who taught you how to do that, kid?"

"Hmmm, I do it with my f-friends all the time sir, but my p-parents don't know anything about it. C-could you please keep it a secret?"

"Oh fuck, Erik could come back from his shower any moment now!" Lukie said and even made a few ineffectual attempts to get the kid away from his cock.

"N-no sir, he always t-takes a real long time when he showers when mommy is not here and we would hear him coming." The slut was word perfect with the script and he tightened his grip on my friend's cock. I thought he could be pressing too hard. He looked frightened, scared because he knew he would be severely punished by me if he failed to seduce Lukie.

"C-can I do with you what I do with my friends sir?" His fear gave his words a breathless tone which from a woman might be considered seductive. Without waiting for Lukie to answer his question, the slut started to suck on the engorged cock.

"Oh fuck kid, this is so wrong," my best buddy groaned. "But your mouth feels sooo good around my cock! Oh fuck, and it's been so long since I had anyone taking care of it for me!"

Finn started to suck deeper, and Lukie placed one of his hands on the kid's head. Then he started to slightly force his cock further into the kid's apparently willing mouth.

Lukie's cock was now partly obscured by the slut's mouth, but as you know we were best friends, from college. And we'd shared some girls in the past. I knew from back then, that his cock was slightly shorter than mine, but what it lacked in length was compensated by its increased girth.

Finn was clearly having some difficulties, but he continued to desperately suck on the cock in front of him. The problem was that my friend was really horny, and so didn't hold it for long enough to properly throat-fuck the slut. He came in just a couple of minutes, and the kid swallowed it all down as he knew he was required to.

"Hmmm, thank you sir, that tasted g-good." The kid parroted the lines I had given him as he licked my friend's wilting cock clean. I have to say despite all my efforts the slut was not a good actor at all. I could hear the fear in his voice, and he was really uncomfortable from the start. Despite this I was hopeful that my tipsy friend's memory of tonight, would only be of a willing slut asking to the used. So I slipped away from my hiding place and started to make some noise, banging the bathroom door to indicate that I was coming back to the living room. I made sure I did it slowly enough to give Lukas enough time to quickly recompose himself.

"Wow, it was good to take a shower but I think we all need some sleep now. Do you want to take a shower man?"

"Ok, and I think it's better if you sleep here tonight. I will sort out the camp bed and you can bunk down in the office. Afraid it's our only guest bedroom."

I looked directly at the slut. This was his next cue. He was clearly even more uncomfortable now, rubbing one of his arms and with his feet awkwardly placed. When he noticed that I was staring at him, he jumped and diverted his eyes to the floor. But he knew what he had to do now, and he got my message that he'd better do it quickly, otherwise he would be a very sorry slut. So while still trying to avoid my gaze he started to address me in a low and childish tone.

"Hmmm, your friend…c c could sleep in my bedroom with me? I have that nice big bed you gave me. It's big enough for both of us. That camp bed isn't very comfortable and it would save you having to get it out and make it up. P-please sir, would you let your friend sleep with me tonight?"

"Well, I don't see any problem kid. If that's ok with you Lukie, of course. He's right that camp bed isn't the most comfortable. I keep meaning to get a new one."

My friend was clearly in shock with the proposition, and I didn't want to give him any time to think about it, so I acted as if he had agreed. "Ok, it's settled then! You can take a shower and Finn will show you to his room and make sure you have everything you need for the night."

I gave Lukas a friendly hug, kissed the kid and wished them both a goodnight. I locked up and turned the lights off. As I made my way to my room Lukie was in the shower while Finn stood at attention outside the bathroom door. I went up to him, thrust my hand up one of the shorts' legs and grasped his little balls and wiener and squeezed. He rose up on his toes at the pain but made no move to prevent my hand from twisting his delicate parts. He had learned in the past such actions only led to much greater pain for him. I whispered in his ear, reminding him of what he still needed to do and the dire consequences there would be for him if he failed. Releasing him, I called out goodnight to Lukas again and went and closed my bedroom door and got into bed.

Next morning I silently opened the kid's bedroom door and checked that they were still sleeping. They were fully naked, and Lukie was spooning the slut with his soft cock touching the small buns. I silently closed the door and quickly went to my office to watch the video of their night together. Act Two of my play "The Slut and My Best Friend."

Lukie entered the child's room wearing only his boxers obviously ready for sleep, Finn was still in his shorts. As soon as the door was closed the boy started to talk.

"Oh, it was so wrong kid, we should not have done that. Let's keep it as our secret ok? But I have to admit that I enjoyed it."

"Hmm, that's good sir," the kid replied. "I wanted to ask you a favor sir. Since I did a good thing to you, could you, hmmm, could you do a g-good thing for me t-too? Could you please massage my b-back? I have this oil here you can use."

"P-please sir, it would help me a lot." The slut started really pleading. I knew it was driven by his fear of displeasing me, as this was the next part of my plan. But to Lukas, I am sure it sounded as if the kid really wanted the massage and my horny friend was apparently moved enough by this desperate begging and gave in.

While my friend is a nice guy and probably was moved by the kid's apparent desire, I suspect there was also a hope that by doing what the kid wanted it would get him to keep their earlier interaction a secret.

Finn pulled his shorts down and carefully folded them before putting them away. Although Lukas looked shocked at the naked boy he didn't say anything. The slut laid down on his belly, handing the lotion to Lukas so he could spread it on his back. I was pleased to see that my friend was once again starting to get hard. He kept taking glances at the kid's perfect ass. He started to spread the oil on the boy's back but very noticeably only worked on the skin well above the kid's waist. I had suspected that he might be reluctant to touch the kid's butt which is why the boy had only asked for a back massage first. Now the kid knew it was time to say his next line.

"Th-this feels nice sir. C-could you do my b-buttocks now please sir? T-thank you sir."

Lukas gave in to the kid's entreaty and started spreading the oil over the boy's cheeks although I noticed he still stayed away from the inviting valley that divided the soft mounds. Finn was clearly getting more uncomfortable as he knew what came next in the script. I don't think Lukie noticed anything, but I knew the signs, the way he was nibbling at his lower lip and the slightly increased breathing and widening of his eyes. Of course over the months I had seen these signs many times and by now knew the slut so well. Lukie didn't, so obliviously continued to massage those buttocks.

I had made a point of not spanking the slut since I had arranged to meet up with Lukas, that had been on Tuesday. This morning when I had given him his shower, his cheeks had returned to their natural pristine white. To be honest, between the boys and I, they had rarely been that color in the last year.

So I was a bit worried when I heard Lukie ask the kid why his butt was red and sore. As the bedroom lights were dimmed, I think he hadn't noticed that the kid had been spanked until he had actually started to massage those cheeks. Of course I should have known the slut wouldn't be able to behave even for one evening without earning himself a spanking, even though I had told him to be on his best behavior. Luckily it appeared as if the boys had not been as brutal as they sometimes were and it would be nothing to what Finn would get, if it ruined his seduction of Lukas.

I listened carefully but the slut knew he mustn't complain about the boys so he just said he was naughty when he was with his babysitter earlier and got spanked. Lukie asked him if he deserved it and the kid admitted he did. Lukie seemed happy with the answers and returned to his massaging role. My friend appeared to be really taken with those enchanting features and I guess he thought the massage would be soothing the punished cheeks. I assume it probably was which might explain why the slut took so long to make his next request. If I hadn't seen the result this morning, I would have been getting worried that the kid was going to blow it by taking too long. But finally he delivered his next line.

"Hmm, sir. I have another request to make, but please don't be mad at me. C-could you please massage my b-butthole for me with your finger?"

My friend was clearly really horny by now, I could see his cock tenting out his boxers. So with that and the alcohol he had consumed, his normal sense of what was right and wrong had disappeared and he couldn't stop himself. Well who could resist a willing slut like that. The kid had got me when I was asleep and now he was getting my friend when he was under the influence of alcohol. What a wily slut he was. Lukas added some lotion to his forefinger and after a quick rub down the boy's crack he started to enter the boy's hole.

"Ouch. T-thank you sir. Could… Could you please add another… another finger inside? And also could you go a bi hmmm… a bit deeper? And faster?" The kid was clearly asking to be finger fucked. From time to time he would thank my friend for 'helping him'. Lukie was completely hard now and had his covered cock resting against the kid's ass, while finger fucking him. I could see from the kid's facial contortions that he was in clear distress, but luckily Lukie couldn't see his face, so was unaware of that. He was completely concentrating on the kid's amazing ass and giving the boy what he had asked, no begged for.

"Sir I… I need something that could go deeper… deeper inside me. I think you should use something else instead of your fingers… could you use your… thingy… use your thingy in my butt-hole?"

"Oh kid don't tease me like that. Are you sure you can handle it? Well, you do feel a bit loose on my fingers, so I guess you've already had your friends fuck you in the past. Ok, let's try it." My drunk, sex-starved, best friend had totally surrendered to the slut's cunning subterfuge.

He poured some of the oily cream on his cock and started to force the head in. The kid grunted and whined but did nothing else to try and stop the penetration. My friend stopped with about ⅓ of his cock inside, probably the kid's increasingly clear distress sounds had finally penetrated his befuddled brain, but the well-trained slut, despite his suffering, immediately asked to be fucked.

"Please k-keep moving it inside sir. And is it possible to do it faster and go… a bit d-deeper?"

That must have been the final straw that broke my friend. "Oh fuck, you have been fucked before kid! You are a little slut aren't you? Yeah, I will fuck you as hard as you want."

And he started to pound the kid hard while snarling obscenities at him. The boy started to bite his forearm then plunged his head into the pillow to muffle his distress grunts and also to hide the fact that he was really crying now. Having achieved what I had tasked him with, the last thing he wanted to do was put my friend off and risk him stopping before he had cum in his ass. He knew the pain and shame he was feeling now was nothing to the pain he would feel if he failed me. Even with his attempt to hide it from Lukas, he clearly was feeling pain despite having been a slut for all this time. This was, after all, the thickest cock that had ever entered his fuck hole. Lukie continued to pound the abused hole deep and hard while the kid had his crying face hidden in a pillow. And after a bit under fifteen minutes he managed to get balls deep in the slut, just in time to cum deep inside the kid's bowels.

"Oh yeah, that's great. Take my cum kid. Take all of it. Oh fuck, I really needed that!"

When he had finished, he even thanked the slut, I told you he was a nice guy! He started to pull his cock out when in panic the boy turned his face from the pillow and begged Lukie to keep his cock inside his slutty ass for the night. My friend was really surprised by that request, but I guess felt he had no objection to doing it, perhaps even intrigued what it would feel like. As I say he is a nice guy so might even have felt he owed the slut something.

"Ok, I think I can do that" Lukie replied while laughing. He spooned the naked kid with his thick cock securely locked inside the inviting ass, one of his arms surrounding the kid's torso and forcing the slut's back against his chest, legs intertwined and his free hand gently stroking the kid's hair and naked torso. In this position Lukas crashed out in seconds, despite the lack of coverings and the lights still being on but the boy stayed awake for hours silently crying and in pain but unable to move. As I had noticed in their bedroom earlier this morning, the cock slipped out of the abused hole at some point during the night, but as I saw from the video, at that time, both were sleeping and as the slut had done what I had directed I decided not to punish him for that.

I caught back up with the live streaming only a few minutes before Lukas started to wake up. I realized he was worried, as he came too and the position he was in reminded him of what he had done to the kid.

"Oh fuck, are you all right kid? Oh shit, I am so sorry kid, I didn't mean to…" but Finn interrupted his babbling with the final words of the script I had made him memorize.

"Mister, please don't tell anyone what I… what I did to you. I'm sorry sir, p-please could you keep it a secret? P-please sir, I b-beg you!" He was crying as he got on his knees at Lukie's feet. As I said, he is not a good actor but he cries easily and his fear of me and the need to finish his part, all gave conviction to his performance. I am sure Lukas thought the kid was scared of his parents finding out.

"I ca-can do it for you again sir, if you want. But please don't tell anyone, I… I beg you." The slut grabbed my friend's cock and Lukie must have been convinced that he was doing everything at his own volition. He would have remembered how the whore took the initiative all night long from the moment he clambered onto his lap. I could almost physically see the weight being lifted from him as he realized it was not his fault after all. The kid wasn't going to tell anyone, so it could remain a secret.

So while the kid was massaging his already growing cock, he stroked the kid's hair and spoke to him, "Ok kid, let's just keep it between the two of us. Nothing happened last night, right? And yes you can suck it for me now if you really want to."

"Hmmm, t-thank you sir. Could you…. P-please sit on my bed? That way… it would be easier for me."

Lazy slut! I must add that to his training, he is never to try and make it easier for himself but pleasure others in whatever position they choose. Obviously I can't mention this crime but it was a lesson I would find a way to teach him.

But nice Lukie just complied, so the kid knelt before him and started to suck on my friend's cock again. Lukie rested his hands on the slut's head, but he let the kid take the cock at his own pace, without forcing it. This continued for some more minutes and the slut was plainly trying to get it as deep as he could, as I was always exhorting him to do, to increase the pleasure of the person he was blowing. Despite his efforts and all the training he still didn't manage to get the engorged cock head past the entrance of his small throat. This time Lukie managed to make it last longer, and it took him twenty minutes to cum inside the kid's mouth, still with only about half of his thick cock inside and probably the head plugging the kid's throat entrance. I saw no sign of pain from Lukas, so assumed the slut had at least managed to keep his teeth off that bulky pole. Once again the kid swallowed it all down, as a good and well-trained slut should.

"Thanks for that little kid. But now I think its best if you get dressed. I'm going to take a shower," he said as he ruffled the kid's hair.

Finn was clearly relieved at Lukas's reaction and that it was over. I knew he would be hoping that I would be satisfied with his work. I could see in his head, he was going through the instructions I had given him, checking to see he had done everything I had ordered him to do. It was quite cute to see him counting on his fingers, the worried look on his little face and the way he bit his lip, as he went through the night's events. He remembered to re-plug his ass, trapping what was left of Lukas's sperm that hadn't leaked out during the night. He gave the damp patch on his sheet a worried look, clearly remembering he was supposed to keep the cock in his butt all night. He put on the tight briefs to hold his plug in place and did a quick tidy up of his bedroom before putting on a different pair of shorts and coming out of his room to report to me, Lukie was still taking his morning shower so I made the kid get on his knees.

"Hmm, I am sorry sir, but I think it slipped out during the night. But I didn't take it out on purpose, I swear! In the morning when I noticed that it was out I tried to put it back in, but he started to wake up when I tried to do that!"

The kid was clearly afraid of the consequences for this crime, probably still remembering his plugged up weekend, after he let his dildo slip out of his hole and released the cum that night. I knew from the video that he was telling me the truth, but I kept a suspicious face, and said I would wait to talk with Lukie to see if he was being honest, just to mess with the kid's head a little bit more. As Lukas would be out of the shower soon I needed to get on so I made him follow me to the kitchen.

"Ok, take this glass of piss and gulp it down quickly. I will prepare your oatmeal with milk today as I don't want my friend to find out about all your perverted ways at once."

It was only shortly after he had gulped down my piss that a seemingly happy Lukie walked into the kitchen.

"Hey man, morning!" I greeted him. "I hope Finn didn't keep you awake all night long with all of his kid stuff. Did you manage to get some rest?"

"Oh yeah, no worries man, he is a good kid. I had a really good night actually. The kid was right, his bed is a lot more comfortable than any camp bed. I have to thank you, mate you can't know how great it has been to have some fun and a complete break from all the crap."

He ruffled the kid's hair once more while winking at him. The shy kid's cheeks blushed and he quickly tried to avoid Lukie's gaze. We ate breakfast together and you should have seen the look on the slut's face as he ate his oatmeal. You would have thought he was eating the finest food known to man. Soon after we had all finished our food Lukie said his goodbyes, ruffling the kid's hair again and telling me we should do it again soon. I wondered if he meant the drinks or the slut but just agreed and waved as he left to reunite with his wife in the hospital.

"You did a good job last night boy, I am really proud of you. You helped my buddy. He's going through a lot at the moment and he really needed to fuck a slut like you. I am so pleased, I think I will give you a reward. Well, actually I will give you two rewards! Let me tell you the first one: I was going to tell you that you would need to confess to Christian and Jonas about showering last evening and not sleeping with your butt plug last night. Well, since you got Lukie to fuck your ass and asked him to keep your ass stuffed with his cock, I think we can say you didn't break the butt plug rule, so you don't need to tell them that, ok? You can also remain quiet about the showering but since you already took two showers yesterday, I don't think you will need another one this weekend, we need to save water to help the planet right? So no washing until Monday morning."

I wanted him to have the smell of Lukas on him, for as long as possible, to remind him of his sluttish behavior.

"Oh, and for your second reward I think I am going to buy you a gift later today. I won't say any more now don't want to spoil the surprise. Ok, you can start cleaning the apartment now and I need to go out for a bit. I hope I can trust you to be here all by yourself for a couple of hours. You behave, ok?"

The kid's face had lit up while I was talking to him. He was clearly happy (and relieved) with the compliments he received although I think there was also still an element of shame at what he had done. He was clearly intrigued about the idea of a gift. On the one hand, delighted to be being given something but also worried as it was so strange for him nowadays. I have to confess I have often pretended that something that was going to happen was nice, then it turned out to be something he really didn't like. Nevertheless I always made him thank me for it as if it was something he was really happy about. He had quickly learned I didn't like little boys to show ingratitude.

So after he had thanked me he went off to do his housecleaning work. I could almost see his brain working, wondering what the gift would be. Imagining things he would really like, hoping it would be one of those but fearing it would be something he wouldn't like, something that would cause him more misery.

I left him to his work and his thoughts while I went off to pick up his new phone. It had nothing to do with his performance last night but I thought it would do no harm for him to think he had been rewarded for last night. That way the phone would constantly remind him of what a slut he had been. I had actually decided that I wanted the kid to have a phone some time ago, so I had ordered a special one from the deepweb. It had arrived three days ago, but I hadn't had an opportunity to pick it up from the delivery location.

It had taken me some time to get this specific model, as this was no standard phone. First, the kid wouldn't have any kind of control over it, I would be the only one with privileges to install or remove apps or access the internet on it. I didn't even need to have the phone in my possession to do all of this, as my control could be exerted remotely. The kid would be able to use the phone only to make and receive calls or text messages but even for those his options would be severely limited. The only numbers he would be able to interact with were those I had setup on the phone's contact list. I, of course, had no intention of installing any games or apps that might distract him from his tasks, but there were some special hidden features that I planned to be using a lot.

This was a spy phone, and one of its hidden functions allowed it to record and transmit sound without anyone being aware it was doing so. So I would now be able to properly monitor the slut when he was away from me and not have to rely on him telling me the truth when he gave me his reports. While I was pretty sure he wouldn't dare lie to me, he obviously could not report on every minor thing that happened. While the boys had to turn off their phones when they were at school I could activate this feature even when the phone appeared to be switched off. While I had little interest in what went on at at school, I thought it might come in useful one day. What I was looking forward to was being able to exert a much greater level of surveillance of the slut when he was servicing the boys away from my apartment.

Even though the phone appeared severely limited, and for him it was, the kid was exhilarated with the gift when I gave it to him. It was easily the most expensive thing he now possessed, actually it was virtually the only thing, apart from a few books and his very limited choice of clothes and shoes. I had noticed since I had made him donate his preferred ones and all his toys he was a changed boy. When I first knew him he had been rather blasé about the frequent things he was given. Now on the very rare occasions he received anything, he was almost pathetically grateful, the smallest thing tended to make his day. It was another way I had helped him, not only teaching him that it was more blessed to give than receive but also how to appreciate the small things in life.

I had set it up before I gave it to him but had to wait until the boys took him to the their home the following week to really check it worked. At first they were amused by his phone as it was so different from theirs, but they soon lost any interest as there was nothing they could do with it, not even take photos. But I recorded their interactions and could see (well actually hear) that the kid had been telling me the truth about his time with the boys. I was pleased with the test of his phone's hidden features and looked forward to the additional control of the slut, it would give me. And it was not many weeks before I got further proof that I had made a wise investment in getting him the phone.

Chapter 8

By a strange coincidence, although Jonas was 2 years younger than Christian, the brothers were born on the same day. Their birthday was in the spring, just over three months before Finn's birthday. This year there was going to be a joint party to celebrate their 14th and 16th year of life. Naturally they were asking their friends but some of the neighbors had also been invited for part of the celebrations. I had been a bit surprised when Christian asked me if it was okay to invite Finn, not just for the neighbor part but for the whole day. They wanted him to come and stay after the party. While I guessed they wanted him to help with clearing up afterwards, I was amazed they wanted him there for the party with their friends. As I said, they had been using him less as a slut recently and of course they wouldn't be able to with their friends around, so couldn't think what use he would be to them. I was happy to agree as I thought this would be the perfect opportunity to see how the kid's new phone worked over a whole day.

"Hello Mr. Shoemaker, good morning." It was Jonas calling me early in the morning of the party.

"Hey kid, happy birthday! Listen, I am sorry but we will not be able to get to your birthday party."

"Yeah, sorry for that kid. But Finn will still represent us, and we will let him deliver our gift to you guys ok?"

"Oh, ok then. I wondered if you would let him come to our place a bit earlier today. Just so he could help us to prepare for the party."

"Yeah, that's ok. You just make sure he keeps his phone with him in case I need to call him anytime. I will send him over as soon as he has finished his chores, is that okay with you?"

The slut was cleaning the house as always on a Saturday morning when I delivered him the news.

"Ok kid, one of your boyfriends just called me. Jonas wants you to go and help them with the party preparations, so you just speed up with your work now. Don't worry, I will not be too hard on your evaluation today, I know you won't have time to do a perfect job."

The kid continued to beaver away and a couple of hours later came and asked me to do my inspection. It was just before lunch. He seemed eager to get to the boys' party, probably thinking about the candies and other treats he would be able to eat there. After I had checked his work I took him to the bathroom and made him empty and clean his bowels before giving him his freezing cold shower. I gave him a light lunch, because although he would be having more food during the party he had not had time for breakfast. Just some salad leaves which he wasn't keen on, with a fresh batch of cum for dressing and a glass of warm piss so he wouldn't dehydrate.

"Ok, did you remember to put your plug back in? Good. Now go to your bedroom and change into some better clothes. The boys are waiting for you, those are the books I bought for them. And remember to keep your phone with you at all times, ok? I will call you later."

The kid put on a pair of his old and tight swimming briefs. As I told you, this dildo didn't have a notch to hold it in place, but we had discovered that if he wore those smaller briefs and made sure he kept pulling them up really tightly, the plug would be kept in place all by itself, and we didn't need to tape it to his ass. He then chose his least battered top and his favorite shorts to dress up for the party and was ready to go and help the boys! I watched him walk towards their apartment, rushed to my computer and opened the sound app that was connected to his phone. I heard him knock on the door and when Christian opened it give him the gifts I had got the boys.

"Hey Finn, thanks for the gifts. Let's go to my room and you can give Jonas his gift as well, ok?" I wondered why Christian was being so nice to the kid but then I heard his mother's voice close-by, as she also greeted the kid. The two of them went to Christian's bedroom and Jonas was there already. Apparently both boys were shirtless as they often were. After the slut gave the younger teen his book, Christian soon got down to business.

"You know what fag, we invited you to our party, but we got worried that you would start offering yourself to our friends. Luckily we have come up with a solution, which we are sure you will like. But first, come here and have a drink, I need to take a leak."

I knew he would be on his knees in front of Christian by now as he had told me often enough and I had seen it on the videos. Then it was clear Jonas wanted his turn. They clearly had both been holding it for some time so they could piss in his mouth as there were big sighs and expressions of how much they need it. From the sound of it, the slut swallowed all of their piss like it was the most natural thing in the world.

"Good. Now take off your clothes and let me take your plug out. Open your mouth, let me put it in there with some of our socks."

"You just stay like you are, on your knees. I want you to put your hands behind you head, but with your elbows spread out. Good let me tie them together."

The kid later explained to me that they tied his wrists together, and pushed a broom handle behind his neck and through his elbows. They then bound his forearms and elbows to it which kept his elbows forced back and spread out. They also tied his ankles to his thighs, then used another piece of wood to keep his legs separated, This kept him in an uncomfortable and unstable kneeling position, with his feet touching his buttocks.

Look to save all this he told me, I heard crap just understand that I either learned what happened from the sound recording or what the slut told me when he gave me his report.

So when Christian opened his closet door the slut saw a large traffic cone with a cock shaped dildo attached to the top of it. He also noticed that there was a large pulley screwed into the ceiling, with a thick, long rope hanging from it.

Once Jonas had carried out his task, Christian tied the rope to the broom handle that was holding his arms in place and then picked the kid up by his armpits, while Jonas started to pull on the other end of the rope threaded through the pulley. Between them they lifted the kid above the dildo attached to the traffic cone. When they were satisfied with his position, they lowered him until the already lubed dong touched his ass and then they forced the kid to impale himself. His muffled grunts got more distressed as the boys kept forcing the plastic cock further into the his hole.

"Hey bro, add some more weights to the cone, its moving around. Yeah, that's better. Ok, I think that is enough bro he has most of the cock in his hole," Jonas said.

"Ok bro, keep the rope taut while I get it tied to that wall. Now I am sure he wants that cock a bit deeper, you know what a slut he is. Let me help him."

Christian had a pair of his dumbbells which he suspended by rope from the kid's knees. So the pull on his twisted legs forced the dildo further into his anus while the rope from the ceiling kept his torso stretched upwards.

"Ok, that's perfect! Right slut we are leaving now but we will be back before the real party starts, don't worry. I hope you like the arrangements! Oh, and let me take your phone with me. If Mr. S calls I can tell him that you are playing with the other kids and I took your phone just so you wouldn't loose it. Bye fag!" They closed the closet with the sobbing kid inside, and soon after that the boys left Christian's room and went and found their mum in the living room.

"Oh, I think he went back home, he just came here to give us our gifts mom," answered Christian.

"Oh, ok boys, he might have left when I was in the kitchen. It's a bit rude of him to leave without saying goodbye if you ask me. Well, I have to go down to the party room and make sure everything is ready for later. What are you going to do boys?"

The kids went to play football and hang out with their friends before heading for the swimming pool. I don't think they gave a thought to their slut, back in their apartment, bound and impaled by a plastic cock. About four hours after leaving the slut with his new toy, they returned to their apartment and went to shower and get dressed for the party. They were talking about their girlfriends and friends, but still didn't mention the fag at all! When Christian had finished showering and was about to start getting dressed, his brother's friend Ben arrived at their apartment. Jonas brought him along to Christian's bedroom. They were chatting about stuff when finally Ben mentioned the fag.

"Oh, let us show you what we did to him!" They opened the closet door and the fag was still there impaled by the dong. Ben started to laugh at the situation, especially when the brothers explained that he had been in this position for over four hours.

"He is in the perfect position for me to practice my boxing skills guys!" Ben said and started to use the fag as a punch bag. He was punching his body for a few minutes. As a result of the brutal treatment he was receiving from Ben, the kid soon started crying again.

Christian said, "Oh, don't be sad fag. We came back to give you our cocks, that will make you happy, right? There is no need to cry. Ok guys, let's get him down. You must be hungry and thirsty, right fag? Let's help him with that guys!"

The boys lifted the fag from the traffic cone and I heard the pop sound when the dildo came out of his ass. They put him on the floor and removed his gag but kept his limbs tied as they were and started to take turns skull fucking him, until all three of them unloaded into his faggy throat, adding their piss to quench his thirst.

"Do you need to pee-pee fag?" Christian asked while the kid was sucking his cock clean and he must have let him know he did.

"I have an idea. Bro, can you get my old sports squeezy water bottle for me? I know it's our birthday but I feel that we should give the slut a gift. How do you like it fag? Let me open the cap and you can piss in it. We will keep it here so you can have a drink later if you get thirsty. And you better not get a drop of your piss on my hand, or you will be really, really sorry fag!"

"Just open the small opening. As his wiener is so small bro, you can just jam it in and keep your hand dry"

The kid squealed as his little cock was stuffed into the narrow opening but it seemed to do the trick as the kid managed to fill up his new water bottle without earning further punishment. He was even complimented by his babysitter. "That's a good fag, you almost filled it to the top!

"But you can use the fag if you want, both holes are unplugged and you know how much he loves to be stuffed?"

Jonas decided he needed another shower as well, but Ben decided to stay and fuck their slut. So as the brothers left, he grabbed the kid from the floor and roughly dropped him onto Christian's bed, ordering the bound fag to get in position to be fucked.

"Get your ass up, slut!" he said as he gave a forceful slap to the kid's ass. The slut struggled in his bonds to comply, obviously wanting to avoid further slaps. While he managed to get in a satisfactory position for Ben as soon as the stud started to insert his dry cock into the hole the kid let him know he wasn't happy with that.

Ben was not surprisingly displeased with the complaining, knowing that the slut had been lubed earlier from the dildo that had been plugging his ass. He forcefully slapped the slut's ass several times. "Shut up fag!" he hissed as he forced his dry rod into the resisting hole.

The kid continued to cry, and I could hear it, so he wasn't being really silent about it. But he didn't say any actual words, so I suppose technically he was complying with Ben's orders. The teen was fucking him pretty hard and fast, but as he had just come in his throat, it took him over twenty minutes to finish and to unload inside the slut's ass.

"Keep your ass tightened fag! Don't you make a mess in Christian's room. And lick my cock clean!" ordered Ben, making the slut keep his seed inside. While the fag was cleaning the teen's cock and desperately squeezing his sore butt shut, frightened of making a mess, Christian arrived back from his shower. Ben decided he now needed a quick shower, so went and got one. Christian concentrated on getting dressed and completely ignored the fag, until Ben and Jonas returned to his bedroom together, both dressed for the party. The three looked at their whimpering slut, kneeling, still bound by Christian's bed just as Ben had left him.

"Now, open up your mouth and let me tape your old plug back in with our socks. Ok boys, it's party time. But first let's get the fag back in position for the evening!" Christian said, and the boys dragged the slut back into the closet.

"Stop struggling fag, do you want me to spank you?" That was Ben, and he added another sharp slap to the slut's asscheeks to help him decide.

"That's better, you keep quiet now." Christian complimented. "Hey Jonas, could you add some more lube to his ass? I think it's a bit dry now."

"Nah, it's cool I just came inside him, that will make it slippy enough," Ben replied.

The boys accepted Ben's opinion and impaled the crying kid back onto the new dildo. They did not take nearly as long to lower him down this time, just let him go, added the dumbbells to his legs and only then pulled on the rope to force him to be stretched and closed the closet door. Just as they were leaving the room Christian decided to change his t-shirt. He opened the closet door and the fag's moaning was really quite loud, but the 16 year old stud just ignored him and closed the door after he chose his new top.

They went and joined their friends and neighbors for the party and seemed to have a great time. I could hear from the phone that Christian was mostly talking with his friends, but also spent time kissing and making out with his girlfriend. At eight I decided it would be a good time to call. As it was his birthday I did wait until he had finished with his girlfriend. He answered the phone and when I asked to talk to Finn he gave me the bullshit he had planned.

"Oh, I picked up his phone as he went to play with the other smaller kids Mr. Shoemaker, just to make sure he wouldn't lose it. I can't see him right now, but I can go look for him if you want me to go and find him?" he offered.

"No, that won't be necessary Christian. As long as you are all having fun. Just make sure he is back home tomorrow morning, ok? And happy birthday man! Bye."

The party went on until about 10pm, and then the brothers had to say goodbye to their friends. The girlfriend got a particularly warm send off. Soon all the guests had gone except Ben who was staying over. Jonas had got permission on the basis that Ben lived quite far from them but I knew the real reason was tied up in the closet. Their mom told them some of the neighbors had offered to finish off the clearing up so there wasn't any need for them to stay. It wouldn't take long and they would see them back at home.

"Oh man, she kept teasing me but wouldn't even give me a blowjob," Jonas complained.

The boys laughed at their own misery, and Christian whispered not wanting to be overheard by anyone,

"Well, at least we got ourselves a fag we can use. Let's go back home and when our parents fall asleep you guys can come to my room and we will take turns fucking him."

And that's what they did! Christian went back to his room undressed and waited for the boys. Half an hour after his mom had put her head in to say goodnight Jonas and Ben came in and said their parents were asleep.

Christian opened the closet and there was their slut. He was still awake and crying. Apparently the rope hadn't been tied as tightly to the wall this time and it had slipped a bit, lowering the slut. This meant his ass had engulfed the whole dildo, and if it wasn't for the large end he would probably have started to get the traffic cone inside him as well!

"Look at that bro, he got the full thing in his ass! What a fag!" They all laughed at the comment, and started to remove the fag from his position, but this time detached the dildo from the cone, leaving it in the slut's butt.

"Ok fag, do you want to pee-pee again? I told you that I would let you drink the piss from your bottle, but let me throw this old piss in the toilet and you can fill your present with some fresh piss. I promise that I will let you drink it tomorrow, ok? Tonight I am sure we will have more than enough for you."

After the kid finished his piss in the water bottle, Christian removed the broom handle from his back, untied the fag's legs and repositioned his wrists behind his back before retying them in their normal position. He was kept on his knees while the boys sat on the edge of the bed so the fag would be able to suck on their cocks.

"Let me remove this gag out of your mouth so you can suck on our cocks for us. You can start now boy, go on."

All three of them face and throat fucked him and pissed in his mouth making him swallow it all. It seemed to go on forever but as they said they had all had plenty to drink at the party and once again had all saved it until they could give it to their slut. They then put him all on fours on Christian's bed and took the new larger plug out of his ass.

"Look at that, this thing destroyed the fag's ass. Its so loose now man, I hope he's still a good fuck." Jonas joked.

"Ok, we have to be quiet with my parents in the other room. Even though I just came in his throat I'm so horny from the party that I'm ready to fuck him again."

With that, Christian started to fuck the fag and after some twenty more minutes he deposited his load deep inside the kid's ass. The stud had lubed his cock, probably to ensure that the fag would remain silent, and it seem to have worked fine as I didn't hear any noises apart from the occasional moan.

While Christian got the slut to lick his cock clean, his bro started to fuck the kid with his also lubed cock. Next it was Ben's turn and once again he refused any lube which resulted in some more painful moans escaping around Jonas' dick. It seemed Ben liked to do it dry but as the hole was already lubed by the other two, I guess this was not a big issue. It was nearly two by the time they finally finished and they all needed to get some deserved rest. Jonas reinserted and taped the dildo into the fag's ass for the night, before he and Ben left the room. The fag's hands were kept tied behind his back, he was re-gagged and made to crawl back into the closet to sleep, but at least they let him lie on the floor rather than impaled on the traffic cone! Apparently sluts don't merit bedding so he slept naked on the closet floor, which was bare concrete. Of course he didn't dare touch any of Christian's clothes to try and make it a bit more comfortable for himself.

There were no more sounds during the night, or not that the phone picked up so I knew Christian at least managed to sleep well, all night long. Early in the morning he roughly prodded the kid with his feet to wake him up. He ungagged the slut and took a leak in his mouth before he made the slut drink his own piss from the bottle he had filled last night. He then took the older butt plug and inserted it in the kid's now empty new water bottle before dragging the slut and his clothes into his brother's bedroom. The two younger teens woke up to the sound of the fag hitting the floor, and Christian instructed them.

"Ok boys, I'm going out for a run. You can do what you want with the fag, but be quick and get him out of the place before our parents wake up. His old butt plug is in his present, make sure he puts his clothes on and takes the phone with him."

The boys knew they had to be quick, but they kept switching their toy between themselves for approximately thirty minutes, as they face fucked the bound fag and finally gave him their cum and piss just to give him an extra taste of their cocks before he left.

"Hmm, could I go and pee sirs?" The hopeful slut asked, but Jonas denied his request.

Well it was not like he needed to walk for hours to get here, it was probably less than ten minutes, so I wasn't happy to hear him whine and beg. They of course ignored his moaning, just untied the fag and let him put on his clothes and wristbands. While he did that Jonas continued to talk.

"Ok, we bought you this new butt plug as a gift, so you better keep it in your ass all the time from now on. You see, it's the size of Ben's cock, and we thought that would be a good way for you to remember him, as he can't fuck you as often as we do. Don't worry, we're letting you keep the older one as well as we know you went to a lot of trouble to buy it, even stealing your mom's credit card. So we understand that you are 'attached' to it. Ok, go home now, and don't forget the bottle my bro gave you fag. Oh, and your phone."

He came home and tried to go straight to the bathroom to have a piss but I stopped him and I told him I wanted to talk to him first. He did ask if he could go wee first but I refused as I was annoyed about his arguing with Jonas and while I couldn't let him know he was being punished, I thought it was more important to make him suffer for it. His mom was at one of her friend's houses, so I made him strip and get on his knees in the office and told him I wanted his report before he could use the bathroom. I made him tell me how he had spent yesterday and all he had done.

When he mentioned the new plastic cock I made him pull it out and show it to me. I took my time examining it after I had made him lick it clean for me. In fact it was only a few centimeters longer and just a bit thicker than the one I had got him. I made him put it back in and walk up and down and it didn't seem to bother him at all. I guess the almost 24 hours he spent impaled on it helped him to adjust quickly! He seemed much more in pain from his need to pee than he did from the new butt plug. He did walk a bit strangely but I assumed that was as a result of his legs being tied up for all those hours yesterday.

When he told me about the squeeze water bottle Christian gave him and how he used it for drinking his own pee I, of course, decided I should christen it. I had to take the whole lid off to take out the old butt plug and fit my cock in. I made him kneel and hold the bottle while I pissed. Like the boys, I had saved my morning piss for him and was more than ready to go. In fact the bottle was too small to take it all. I grabbed the slut's hair and forced his mouth on to my cock to take the overflow but while I was doing that, he allowed some of it to splash out of the bottle. When I had finished and he had licked my cock clean I rubbed his nose in the mess and made him lick the floor until I was satisfied he had got it all; berating him for spilling the piss and warning him of the dire consequences if he ever let any pee wet my floors again.

When I had made him finish telling me everything about his time there I made him drink everything in the bottle and watched him squirm as he kept grasping his little wiener obviously not only from the discomfort but the fear he was about to have an accident. Even without my recent warning he would have known that would not be good for him. I ignored his antics and his pleading face and was pleased to note that he remembered he was not allowed to ask again. Another lesson I had had to painfully drill into him, I can't stand kids who badger adults. Finn knows I do not repeat myself, I only tell him once. No means no in my home.

"Hmmm, I couldn't thank them at the time they gave me the gifts sir because I had a gag in my mouth."

"That's ok boy, I will let you call them and thank them later. But you will need to be punished for your lack of respect so I will give you a spanking just before you call them."

I would like to have seen how long he could stop himself from asking again to be allowed to pee and when I refused how long before he would have pissed himself but his mother was due back for breakfast before she went of to university. While she had no interest in her son I didn't want to do this while she was around. Perhaps I will experiment when she is away.

So reluctantly I dismissed him and told him to empty his bowels and have a wash and then get on with his housecleaning tasks. Today I warned him I would not be as easy going as yesterday, I expected everything to be spot on. He scurried to the bathroom with a death grip on his little cock.

After I had had breakfast with Anna and she had gone off to the university, not acknowledging the boy's existence in any way; I went and inspected him and after he had cleaned up the bathroom I spanked him. It was not as hard as he deserved, if you consider that in addition to not thanking the boys for their gifts, he was impolite to their mother by not saying goodbye and thanking her for having him. He had also disobeyed me by letting Christian take his phone, he hadn't kept it close-by him at all times as I'd ordered. I guess I was merciful as he had at least told me the truth, which this time I actually knew. But by the end of his punishment his butt was red and sore (I guess it would be more accurate to say that his butt was redder and sorer).

I made him ring Christian straightaway still naked and thank him for his present and apologize for not thanking him at the time. He was still crying as he spoke to him and his little red butt twitched as he told him that I had been cross for him being so rude and ungrateful and had spanked him and he was really sorry. Christian apparently had a moment when he thought the slut was talking about his new butt plug and was scared I knew about it. The slut quickly reassured him it was the water bottle I had told him to thank him for.

I decided by the time he got off the phone that it was too late for Finn to have breakfast. As I had had a late large breakfast with Anna I didn't bother with lunch. Anna was out for the rest of the day, not expected back until late. I spent a lazy day reading and listening to music. It was only after I had my dinner and the slut had cleaned the dishes and the kitchen, I realized he had only had the cum covered salad leaves since Friday as he had not got any of those goodies we both imagined he would at the party. As I had assumed he would have been overindulged at the party and broken his strict diet, I hadn't brought any food for him thinking I would need to start undoing the harm those sugary things do. Luckily there were some leftovers so I quickly whipped him up one of my special vegetable piss smoothies and he gulped it down like a starving man.

After he had cleared up again, I escorted him to his bedroom and had him undress to his swimming briefs and get on his knees while I sat on his bed so he could suck my cock. It wasn't a test today, so I just decided to face fuck him hard and deep, unloading my cum and piss in his throat and stomach. And after he thanked me, before he put on his pajamas, he asked me if he could switch back to his older plug.

"I don't know kid. What did the boys tell you? Did they tell you to keep this one?" I tapped the plug currently inside his ass.

"Hmmm, I… Jonas told me to keep the new one sir. But he told me I could have my old one as well!"

"I see. I think he wanted you to keep the old one just so you could remember all the fun you've had with it. But I imagine he would want you to use the new one in your ass from now on, don't you think?"

He put his pjs on clearly worried he might be in trouble and climbed into his bed.

"That's ok son, you were just a little bit confused." It was the first time I had ever addressed him as "son". It just sort of slipped out. I kissed his forehead and turned to walk out of the room but as I got to the door I barely heard the kid whispering under his breath.

Chapter 9

The school's summer vacation had just started. This year we were going to be visiting another tropical island. This one was further away from our country and with no grandparents on it. Anna had wanted to revisit this country since that first medical conference she went to shortly after we started to live together. That was when her son raped me for the first time, while I was asleep. But when I say 'we' were going, I was referring just to myself and Anna. She had said that she wanted it to be just the two of us on this holiday and asked me to find somewhere for the kid to stay for the two weeks.

The idea of the romantic holiday was just an excuse, the reality was that she couldn't stand the little slut anymore. Her indifference and avoidance of him had apparently grown since we lived together. I really didn't understand the reason for that, as she had had hardly anything to do with him and I was sure she was still unaware of the kid's slutty behavior, but at some point her contempt for the kid had turned into hatred.

Unfortunately although we had talked about the holiday for months it was only when I was actually going to make the arrangements, a couple of weeks before our intended departure, she finally told me that she didn't want the boy to accompany us. At such short notice it would be hard to find a place for any almost ten year old but it was going to be even more difficult to find a place that would be able to cope with the slut. A summer camp would be the choice for a normal boy, but I wouldn't have a moment's peace knowing that the slut would be spending his time corrupting and getting fucked by the other boys.

My first thought was of course Christian, but the boys and their parents would be traveling for the whole vacation as last year. I asked our babysitter if he had any friends he could suggest but he said that he didn't think any of his friends would be up to the task. I'm sure he just wanted to protect his friends from the slut as he had never invited any of them to the slut's after-school activities.

I even considered asking Lukas if he could have the boy but the ongoing situation with his wife made me decide that would be unfair on my buddy. I had reluctantly accepted the idea of sending the kid to a summer camp and was trying to identify one that suggested it might be strict enough to manage him.

The slut was still completely unaware he was not going on holiday with us. I had felt there was no point in worrying him, as I didn't have a plan for him yet and his mother hadn't spoken to him for weeks. It was Friday evening, I'd had a stressful day at work and time was running out. I faced a weekend of tediously searching the internet for somewhere that I would feel safe leaving the kid so I was not in a good mood. I was forcefully fucking the slut, but getting no pleasure from it as I was too distracted with the looming problem when I heard my phone buzz. I picked the phone up with my right hand, and started to thrust my cock in deeper and slap his now permanently red ass cheeks with my left hand. That's when I saw that I had received a new text message, from Christian.

Christian

Hi Mr. Shoemaker,

I've checked with Ben, my brother's friend

and he is willing to look after Finn while you are away.

As you know he spends a lot of time with Jonas,

so knows Finn well.

I am sure he would

be able to take care of him.

The only thing is that his parents

are going on holiday at that time

but Ben didn't want to go with them.

He says they are happy

for him to have a friend to stay

while they are away as they weren't

that keen on him staying on his own.

Would that be ok sir?

The whimpering slut probably picked up on my excitement as I started to pound him even harder. I thought it was a bit strange that they would leave their 14 year old son all by himself for two weeks, but the kid did seem to be really grown-up and responsible for his age. And I guess this was an advantage of living in a condo, the boy could just go down to the playground and play with his friends in a perfectly safe environment.

It sounded as if this could be the perfect solution to my problem. Ben already knew Finn so I didn't have to worry about him being corrupted by the slut. His parents seemed to have already agreed for the kid to go and stay with Ben and as they would be away at the same time there was no danger of them finding out about his true nature. I was well aware that Ben knew how to control the slut already and I didn't think there was any danger of him spoiling him while I was away.

It felt like a great weight had been lifted off my shoulders so with a sense of relief I finally unloaded in his ass and replugged it, and while he was sucking my cock clean I started to work out what I needed to do. There was still a couple of weeks before our departure, so we continued with our 'normal routine', and I settled everything in secret, keeping the boy totally in the dark about his situation.

I arranged to go round and see Ben and his parents and as Christian had said they were pleased Ben was not going to be staying there on his own. They were clearly under the impression that Finn was close to Ben in age, and real friends, something neither Ben nor I disabused them of. And I think they were under the impression that it was Finn's decision, likes Ben's, not to go on holiday with us. They kept talking about how kids grew up too quickly and didn't need or want to be around their parents.

Well, I was in shock when they revealed their destination, as it turned out we were heading to the same country! Hey, what a coincidence! In addition to traveling to the same destination, we had the exact same departure date, and would be flying on the same plane as well!

Finally the day before traveling, as I was face fucking him in his room after dinner, I informed him that he wasn't coming with us this time. I noticed some tears dropping from his eyes, but I was not sure if those were from the forceful skull fucking he was receiving or from my news.

"You see son, it's not my fault. Your mom doesn't want you to come. What did you do to make her so mad at you?"

Of course he couldn't answer with my cock lodged inside his throat, but I wanted to give him some time to think before answering me. And soon after I unloaded I repeated the question.

"I.. I don't know what I did daddy. I think… I think she doesn't like me anymore sir, but I don't know why! Could you please talk to her?"

The boy was still crying, so I guessed the reason for his sad mood was indeed his mom's decision!

"Sorry kid, I tried but she is adamant. She wouldn't say why and though neither of you will tell me why I think you deserve some punishment. It has got to be something really bad for her not to want you to come on holiday with us and I have always told you, you need to respect your mom boy! You drove your dad away by your behavior. Do you want to make her abandon you as well? Get in position."

I spanked him hard and he continued to cry throughout the process. He seemed more upset than usual during the spanking so I think that he knew he deserved to be spanked, even though he wasn't sure what he had done wrong. After finishing I tied his hands behind his back in preparation for the night and allowed him to get back on his knees in front of me and nurse on my soft cock while filling him in on the arrangements I had made for his care.

"I spoke to Christian, because although as you know his family is away for nearly the whole holiday but I wondered if he knew someone else who babysat. Luckily one of their buddies is free! He is willing to babysit you at his place. And the good thing is that you already know him, it's Ben! Why did you stop boy? Continue to suck me, you know you are not allowed to stop sucking, do you want another spanking. So it's all arranged for you to stay with him at his place ok? I think it will be good for you to remember your old neighborhood. His parents are happy for you to come and stay although they won't be there as they will be traveling as well. They are going to the same place as your mum and I, so you will be all alone with Ben for 2 whole weeks. Won't that be fun for you both but I need you to be on your best behavior, ok? I don't want you giving him any trouble. He's doing us all a big favor, I don't know what we would have done if he hadn't offered to help so I will expect you to show him how grateful we all are. I will be seriously angry with you if I get a bad report from him."

The boy nodded his impaled head in agreement although I could tell from his face he was really anxious about the idea of staying for two weeks with Ben. He was always more scared of Ben than the other two.

As I have mentioned before Ben seemed to enjoy fucking him dry and more roughly than the other two. I knew that the teen was in general more aggressive than Christian and Jonas. Even though their interactions were not as frequent, the kid always came home limping more when Ben was involved. He also liked to use the kid as a punchbag, nothing too extreme, just for a bit of fun as he would say. But the kid's torso would show the punch marks for a day or two after one of his workouts. Even I was a little concerned that without the brothers around to restrain him, he might let his aggressiveness get out of control and do some permanent damage. I wouldn't want the kid landing up in hospital while we were away but I didn't have any other options.

Luckily since the brothers' birthdays I had explored all the phone's capabilities to keep an eye on the boys and to monitor if they were playing safely. I obviously had known about the full range of special hidden features the phone I gave Finn had, which is why I bought it for him. However it had taken time to work out how to operate and utilize them fully in helping me to achieve my goal of exerting total control over the slut.

Now I could use it to infiltrate any wireless network that I got the password for and take control of all the other devices connected to said network. I tested it at home first, and found out that the easiest devices to invade were the tv's, and was startled to discover that all of my apartment's tv's had hidden cameras and/or microphones. And I could live stream from those tv's even with the screens turned off. I tested it in Christian's room as well and it was the same! Fuck, those tv makers are spying on us without our knowledge, I thought.

So when I had been to speak to Ben and his parents I managed to get their wi-fi password. Like most folk they had never changed the one provided by the supplier. I spent the next few days testing out their devices. Unfortunately they only had old TVs, without cameras and the only one with wi-fi was the one in the living room, so I could access the audio from the hidden microphone, but not any video. I had got into their computer which stood in the lounge so had hoped to use its webcam but unfortunately they completely disconnected it from the mains and net before they left. As it turned out, it didn't really matter as Finn only went in there to clean. After some difficulties I managed to get a video stream using the video game camera in Ben's room. The good thing was it gave a good picture of nearly the whole room including part of his bathroom.

I was pleased because although I would have liked more video I felt I had enough to be able to keep checking on the boys and make a call to Finn to interrupt anything that sounded like it was becoming too dangerous. Well, that was my idea but it turned out not to be realistic due to the timezone difference and me being busy with other things on holiday. While the devices allowed me to record most of what went on in the apartment, most of it I only heard when I listened back to the recordings rather than listening to live action. Fortunately it turned out that this wasn't a problem as the stud managed to keep his aggressiveness sort of under control (at least by his standards). The only time I called the boys was to wish Finn a happy birthday. But I have to say, unfortunately for him, he didn't have a happy one. Not at all.

I had arranged with Ben's parents to drop Finn off in a taxi and they would join me in the trip to the airport. I also arranged with Ben that he would come down when I arrived and take Finn straight off telling his parents they were going to do something. We had both thought it was for the best, given their ignorance of Finn's actual age. Anna went straight to the airport with our luggage while I took the kid to Ben's. He met us as arranged and after a quick goodbye and further warnings to Finn to be on his best behavior, to do everything Ben told him and not cause him any trouble or else; they disappeared out of sight. I dropped the kid's bag off in the apartment, and the three of us (the adults) got the taxi to the airport. We chatted on the way, the parents apologizing for Ben rushing off like that but he had been really keen to take Finn to see his friends. They said they were sorry not to have met Finn but how we must all get together after we got back.

Without having to pay for the kid, myself and Anna had indulged ourselves with business class seats and Ben's parents were flying economy, so once we got to the airport we separated as the two of us went to the business class lounge. Anna decided she had to do some last minute shopping so I took the opportunity to use the superior wifi in the lounge to check my spy system was working. I just had time to ascertain that the boys were back in the apartment and everything seemed to be working before Anna came back. While we enjoyed the complimentary drinks, chatted and planned what we were going to do; I downloaded the active audio feeds and videos so I would have something to listen to on the plane.

We were among the first to be seated and stayed there waiting on the other passengers to board the plane. I used this extra time to continue to transfer the info from the apartment's devices and from Finn's phone while the plane doors were still open. After the takeoff and dinner, we adjusted the seats horizontally to get some sleep and I lifted my privacy screens. Anna was in dreamland quickly but I was too keen to check on what had happened so far to fall asleep. I had several hours of audio and video recordings already and knew more would be being stored at home for me to collect when I could reconnect to my home system.

I decided to start with the audio files and switch to the video when the cabin staff stopped wandering around as much and I was sure Anna was settled.

I ran through the first part of the audio as it was just Ben and his parents talking as I had started the recording just before I left my apartment with Finn and then I heard myself and Ben's parents leaving their place. A few minutes after we left, Ben and the slut entered the apartment. They had clearly just been waiting around the corner until we were out of sight. It soon became clear Ben had no intention of being seen by any of his friends with Finn.

"Come with me." he ordered. "Take off your clothes and put them in your backpack. Give me that phone."

"Get on your knees now fag!" the teen said even more aggressively. "Listen to me and listen carefully as I will not repeat myself. This is your standard position now, on your knees. You are not allowed to stand on your feet unless I give you permission. Do you see that corner over there? That is your spot. When I am not using you, that's where you live. As for speaking, you are not allowed to speak, unless I give you my express permission or if I ask you a question. But when I ask you something you can only answer my question. Do you understand fag?"

The kid was silent, and I could hear the sound of Ben slapping his face. "Answer my question fag!"

"Be quiet fag! Ok, now I will ask you some questions and you better answer them quickly boy. Do you know how to clean a house?"

"Good. You will be responsible for cleaning my apartment, I will give you a schedule for what and when to do it but once I have told you it is your job to make sure you remember and do it. You are here for two weeks so you will need to do it all regularly. Now, do you know how to cook?

"I don't care if you are sorry fag, just answer my questions! Useless fag, you don't even know how to cook! Oh well, I guess I will have to order food for me. Luckily Mr. Shoemaker gave me money so that's alright. And what do you eat for breakfast?"

"You really are a useless fag you know that? Well, pay attention to me now, I will teach you how to do it. You just put ¾ of a liter [1.5 pt US] of milk and four scoops of oats in a big bowl, mix it up and put it in the microwave. It's ready in four minutes. Can you do that fag?"

Well, I knew it was too much to hope for that the kid would follow his diet for the fourteen days while he was away without my supervision. I couldn't expect a teen to have the same appreciation of the importance of moderating intake but I was pleased at least Ben was interested in sticking to the kid's regular breakfast! However he was giving him over one and half times what I gave the kid for breakfast, but hopefully he would see that it was too much and re-calibrate it later? Especially as he was letting him use milk.

Ben was, of course, unaware of Finn's special formula and the slut didn't enlighten him. I wasn't sure if that was because he knew he was not allowed to discuss with anyone what happened at home or because he wanted the treat of having milk for two whole weeks. I remembered how much he had enjoyed it when Lukas had stayed overnight. I of course, like with Christian and Jonas, had not thought it appropriate to inform Ben of any of it as well. Well I consoled myself I could put him on an extra strict diet if he put on weight while we were away.

"Good, now let me explain your routine. I see that you have a watch. Does it have an alarm on it?

"Ok, you will have to set it for six thirty in the morning, that's the time you'll need to wake up to start on your tasks. But I don't want to be disturbed, so put it on silent mode. At six thirty you will quietly crawl to the main bathroom. Once there you will do what you have to do. You can take your butt plug out if you need. You will also have to wash yourself. I turned off the hot water in the main bathroom, so you will have to take cold showers. There is a rag on the floor that you can use as a towel. Leave it there when you have finished."

Well, I am sure you would agree with my reaction that Finn was going to be a very lucky fag! Unsupervised showers and with unlimited (cold) water? I hoped all my training would not go to waste and he would remember to be eco-friendly, and keep to his normal shower routine. I had told him that I expected him to behave at Ben's as he was expected to do at home unless Ben told him explicitly to do something else. I would certainly be discussing showers with him when we were back from vacation. I hoped that the audio would tell me if he told me the truth.

"Apart from sitting on the toilet you don't get off your knees. Did you bring the water bottle Christian gave you?"

Luckily I had made sure that it was in the backpack as I had thought Ben might want to carry on the routine started on the brothers' birthdays so the slut was able to confirm he had.

Ben continued with his instructions. "You will only pee in that bottle. I expect to see it always at least three quarters full and you will drink it, only to make room when you need to pee again. It stays in the main bathroom at all times and if I even suspect you of peeing anywhere else such as the toilet or shower you will no longer be able to use the toilet for getting rid of the stuff out of your butt, so be warned."

"I also want you to wash your ass inside and out as I don't want any shit on my cock. Do you know how to do that fag?"

"All right, I imagined that you would know." I could hear the teen smirking. "Do you need something to do it?"

"You go and get it and the water bottle now and take them down to the bathroom, you sicko!"

I could hear the kid crawling towards his backpack where he obviously got out his enema kit and water bottle and crawled out of the room. A few minutes later I heard him crawl back into the room and waited for further instructions.

"Ok, you need to replug your ass after showering, there is some petroleum jelly you can use in the cabinet under the wash basin but don't use much. It is only a small tub and there isn't much left and once it is gone it's gone and you won't be getting any more. And then you crawl to the kitchen.

I will put the stuff you will need to prepare the oatmeal in the cupboard under the sink. A mixing bowl, the oatmeal, the milk and two small bowls. I will make sure that the oatmeal is measured out, so don't give yourself more than I said or you will run out before you go home. Same with the milk, there will be 10 liters [21 pt US] and you are not getting anymore. You better hope it doesn't get too hot in there cos you don't want the milk going off, but nothing of yours is going to contaminate the rest of my house. So mix it like I told you and put it in the microwave. You will them separate it into the two smaller bowls and leave them both inside the oven and lick the big bowl clean ready for you to use it the next day. After that you crawl back here and wait until it's nine thirty. At that time you will uncover me and start to suck on my cock. That's the way I want you to wake me up every morning, unless your mouth is plugged from the previous night. On those days you just wait in your spot and I will decide what to do with you when I wake up. Is that clear fag?"

"Now come here and drink my piss." After a short while he ordered the fag to go to his corner and he left the room.

Holy shit! I was impressed. This kid really knew how to treat a faggot. I thought I might even end up learning things from the audio and videos recordings. Even though he was young he seemed to know how to look after the slut. I guess he must have a natural talent unless he had had some other experiences. At this time I had not got Finn to write his essay, that I shared with you, where he wrote about the activities on the school bus with Jonas and Ben. So I didn't know about Ben seeming reluctant in those days to really use the kid, apart from when he was with Jonas. When I read that, it intrigued me that in a few years how much he had changed.

So I had expected from the after-school activities that Ben would be tough with the slut which was why I had been so relieved when Christian had mentioned he would look after him. Although I still thought he was going to be overfeeding the slut, at least he wasn't making it pleasant for him. I wondered if Finn might not start preferring piss on his oatmeal if he had to use sour milk. The last thing I heard on the audio I had managed to download before we took off was the teen watching tv in the living room.

I switched to the video then, as the cabin was quiet and I felt safe watching it. It was just a repeat of what I had just listened to but at least I could see the kid's reactions. I must say Ben doesn't hold back when he slaps the slut in the face. The cheeks on his face turned red, almost matching his butt ones and remained so for several hours.

The corner Ben had allotted the slut was uncarpeted and I found out later Ben used that area for his boxing training, so was the original untreated concrete. It was like the floor of Christian's closet so I guess Finn had had experience of sleeping on it. For much of the video it was only him in his designated spot, on his knees and wearing nothing but his watch and butt plug, while Ben had his shorts on. The only thing the slut had to do was to keep pushing the escaping butt plug back into his ass. Ben hadn't allowed him to keep his briefs on or to tape it in place, so he had to keep forcing it in every time it started slipping out which it did a lot.

I had reached the end of the video and would have to wait until I got to our holiday destination to be able to download more of the recordings or watch the live stream so I settled down to get some sleep. I had a good rest and enjoyed the rest of the flight but must admit was keen to get to our holiday accommodation so I could see what happened next with the slut.

Chapter 10

Although Ben's parents were flying to the same airport as us, we were then headed to completely different islands. So our interaction was restricted, as we collected our luggage, to wishing each other a good holiday with a vague promise to get together when we were all back home. The mum did mention she hoped that the boys wouldn't make too much of a mess in the apartment as apparently Ben wasn't very good at tidying up after himself. I didn't feel I could tell her the slut was very good at housework and hopefully would keep the place tidy for her. Our return flight was a couple of days earlier than theirs, so we wouldn't meet again on our way back home.

When we got to our accommodation, after a quick look around, as it was late, local time, Anna announced she was going to bed. She said it would help her to adjust to the time change and said she hadn't slept well on the plane, I have to say I hadn't noticed but was happy for her to go off on her own as it meant I could start downloading the files so I could catch up with what was happening at Chez Ben. I felt fine and knew there would be plenty of time to rest on this holiday.

Anna had told me when we discussed the holiday that she wanted to enroll in all sorts of therapeutic programs and classes that were offered in our resort (different types of massages, skin care, etc). She had asked if I would mind that she would be leaving me on my own so much but I reassured her I was certain I would be able to occupy myself and that I felt I needed a really good rest as it had been a hard year. I told her I had lots to listen to and to do whatever she wanted. Her activities consumed at least 4 hours of her time every afternoon often more. From my side, I used this time alone to relax in our bungalow and to watch the boys on video. I would also listen to the audio files throughout the day even in the presence of others, including Anna. To be fair it just looked like I was listening to an audiobook or a podcast!

Fortunately the resort more than met its promised high standard of broadband so I was able to download files easily and quickly and even a few times watch some live streaming but as I said the time difference meant my afternoon sessions coincided with when Ben, at least, was mainly asleep. I have to say after listening and watching so much of the slut 'enjoying' his holiday I missed not having his face or butt to relieve me as he did at home. Luckily Anna was as keen as I was on using the time we did spend together in the bungalow for lots of sex.

So as soon as she had taken herself off to bed I downloaded the files that had recorded on my computer at home since we took off. I started up the video picking up from where it had run out on the plane. I think it will be more enjoyable for you if I just give you an account of the slut's holiday. Understand the information I will give you was gathered from the videos, the audios and from the reports I made Finn give me when we were back at home together but I am sure you are not bothered about how I know things, you just want to hear the detail of what happened. So that is what I will tell you.

As I am sure you remember the new files started with Finn in his corner and Ben in the lounge watching TV. He was obviously into what he was watching and after a couple of hours ordered himself a pizza takeaway which was delivered. While of no great interest in itself I was pleased to confirm that I could hear almost everything that happened in the apartment including when Ben went to the door to collect the pizza and the pizza boy apologized for it taking more than the advertised thirty minutes to arrive.

After watching the rest of the episode Ben finally returned to his bedroom eating the last slice of pizza.

"Ok fag. Tonight you will not be allowed out of this room. You will get to eat my cum and drink some of my piss for dinner. Do you want to take a leak?"

From his expression I could tell that he wasn't desperate to go, but he had learned it was best to take any chance he was given to go as he knew how bad it could get when he was made to hold it. I think Ben must have realized the same.

"That's too bad fag, you will only be allowed to leave this room tomorrow morning for your wash, so you will need to hold it. I will make you a very, very sorry, little fag if you let one drop of piss come out in my room. Now come here and let me fuck your face."

The slut crawled over to Ben while the stud pulled his shorts and boxer briefs down. When the kid was kneeling in front of Ben, the teen roughly grabbed his head and started to forcefully skull fuck him, and for no apparent reason the fag started to cry again! Ben had a respectable sized cock, that was both longer and thicker than Jonas's but still a bit smaller than Christian's. And the slut was very used to mine which was much thicker and larger. He hadn't made this much fuss when he was sucking Lukas or even when he was being fucked by him so I could see no physical reason for him to cry like that!

I guess his crying was probably not really about the face fucking at all. I guess his situation just got to him at that moment. Us going on holiday without him. I hadn't realized at the time but this was the first time in his life, except for the night of the brothers' party, that he had not been with at least one of his father, mother or me. He was scared of being abandoned which added to his fear of Ben and realizing he was with him for two whole weeks with no one to protect him, made him a very frightened little slut.

He quickly realized as did I that Ben was not happy with his increased noise level, and I could see him desperately trying to get his crying under control, obviously terrified of Ben's reaction. After cumming the teen kept his cock down the kid's throat and started to piss to give the slut another batch of his refreshment drink, this time after his yummy dinner. And the slut received it straight into his (un)willing stomach.

"Go back to your spot. Stay on your knees and face that wall, I am going to watch tv now and I need some privacy."

This order apparently triggered Finn's slutty memory, and to Ben's surprise the slut took up his standard home punishment position, still on his knees, hands behind his head and nose touching the wall. After his initial surprise, Ben appeared to be amused by the novel position. As you will have noticed, this was much more restricting than what he had ordered. And it seemed that he liked it, so much so, that he insisted on it throughout the two weeks. Ben watched the TV wearing headphones. I guess he didn't even want the kid to get the pleasure of hearing the sound from the programs.

The well trained slut remained in that position staring at the wall but every so often he would lower one of his hands to push the escaping plug back into place. He tensed every time he did it, jerking his hand back into position as quickly as he could, correctly guessing that letting the plug escape would be a worse crime than moving his hand. Well, at least he knew his priorities, right?

"Ok, you can look this way every so often now fag, but keep your hands behind your head. When you notice that I am asleep you can lie down and get some sleep yourself. You will sleep on the floor, exactly where you are. And you better find a way to keep that plug in your ass all night long fag!"

So the stud also noticed that the fag was struggling to keep his ass filled by the plug, a copy of Ben's cock as Jonas had explained during his birthday celebration. Without any assistance with his task, he would have to learn to keep his ass constantly tightened, but although it might be feasible during the day, at night it would be a much harder challenge. Ben got into bed but stayed on his phone for a while, spoke with his girlfriend (she was also traveling on vacation) and with some friends but eventually he went to sleep.

When the little slut was sure Ben was asleep and I reckon it must have been a good half hour after he first noticed, he also settled down to try to get some sleep, It took him quite a bit of experimenting, but finally he managed to find a way to keep his ass plugged, by laying down on his back and forcing his hands against the base of the plug under his ass. It was not a comfortable position, but if he managed to keep it for the night there was a good chance he would succeed. I felt almost proud of him, the way he had worked out how to do as he had been told. There was then a few hours of them both sleeping each in their own designated area, although Ben had a much more peaceful and undisturbed night, than Finn did.

Although as I said, the slut did manage to finally fall asleep after he was sure that he was allowed to, he had a restless night. He didn't manage to sleep much, probably for a combination of reasons. First, the cold, hard rough flooring was very uncomfortable to lie on. Second he had to remain on his back with his arms under him the whole time, using his hands to keep the plug in place. He woke up several times, probably afraid of it slipping out of his hole. Third, I got the impression that the slut was getting desperate to take a leak. But from Ben's instructions, he knew he had to wait until 6:30 before he was allowed out of the room. He last woke up at four and didn't get back to sleep. But I could see that the plug had remained in place, which was good!

At five he got up on his knees and I could see that his naked form was in clear distress now. He started to hold his little willy tightly to avoid any liquid escaping and was looking desperately at his watch. On a positive note, it probably helped that he was keeping his muscles so constricted down there, so he didn't have to adjust his plug, not even once, during the whole one and a half hours he was waiting there on his knees. And at 6:30 I saw the relief on his face as he silently but swiftly started to crawl out of Ben's bedroom towards the main bathroom to piss, shit, wash himself, and then go to the kitchen to prepare his breakfast.

He crawled back to his spot a little after seven, so had to stay there for over two hours before he would be able to continue with his next task. During those hours he kept constantly checking his watch, clearly afraid of being late for his blowjob alarm call duty. I guess he was bored and probably would have liked to curl up even on that uncomfortable floor to get some more sleep. However he clearly wasn't going to risk disobeying Ben which I was pleased to see.

Two minutes before 9:30 he crawled towards Ben's bed and uncovered the boy's naked and muscular body. Jonas and Christian were fit teens, but the brothers were more oriented towards outdoors and collective sports, and as a result they had what I would call lean bodies. Ben was different. The boy was a fighter, with a typical wrestler/boxer body type, bulky, broad shouldered and muscular. The look was complemented by his short brown hair. His long, thick cock (for his age) was standing upright like teenagers' did everywhere in the morning.

From his position on the floor, Finn couldn't reach Ben's cock with his mouth. He made a few attempts but failed miserably. He knew that he was not allowed to stand up on his feet in the apartment and I could see him getting worried as the time reached 9:30. He thought more about the problem and a look of relief showed on his face as he came up with a solution. Nothing had been said about not being allowed to climb on Ben's bed. So the slut crawled to the foot of the queen size bed, clambered up and gently crawled up between Ben's spread legs and reached his goal, still standing proudly from the teen's naked body. He settled in place between his tormentor's thighs and gently started to suck on the sleeping teenager's cock.

"Hmmm, morning fag." Ben said, as the fag's gentle ministrations woke him up. But even though the slut was sucking as he had been ordered, the stud clearly wasn't a relaxed morning person at all, and he started to force more of his cock into the kid's mouth and throat, grabbing the kid's hair, forcefully throat fucking him, and the slut soon started to whimper, only to be reprimanded by Ben with slaps to his head. He had to endure the abuse for more than fifteen minutes until the teen was ready to unload his cum and then his piss, all the time threatening the slut with dire consequences if he let one drop spill in his bed. Once he had finished he lay back and with his cock still lodged in the fag's mouth he started to ask him about his early morning activities.

The kid started to cry again and after sometime nodded his head once more, taking responsibility for his crime.

"What the fuck fag!" He pushed the slut off of his cock and the bed with full force. Finn landed on the floor in apparent pain and desperation. He quickly got to his knees as he knew he had to be and looked at Ben but he didn't dare to say a word, as he knew he wasn't allowed to. The stud stood up and stated to kick the fag, cursing him and yelling obscenities at the crying kid.

"Did I tell you to eat your breakfast? I told you to lick the big bowl clean that was all. You can only eat after I allow you to eat, you idiot! And you need to wait until I finish my breakfast before you can eat yours. Why do you think I told you to put it in two bowls, you moron."

The boy was crying desperately and trying to protect his face and groin from Ben's rage as the stud kept kicking him in his ribs, stomach, groin, belly, ass, legs and arms.

"Hands behind your head fag!" he barked, and continued to kick the now unprotected slut. But after sometime the stud calmed down a bit and spoke to the crying kid again.

"Be quiet now fag! Get back on your knees. Keep your hands behind your head and look at me! You see what you did? Why did you have to disobey me? I said that you needed to pay attention to what I was saying." And he delivered one more kick just below the slut's ribs.

"I hope for your own sake that you obey me from now on. And I already told you to be quiet, fag!" He grabbed the kid's hair and forced his head backwards. The kid continued to cry but silently now.

"Ok, even though you didn't do as I ordered, you will need to come with me to learn the correct way. Once there you will have to stay on your knees by the kitchen table and I will put one of your bowls on the floor. When I finish having my breakfast that's when I normally will allow you to start eating yours, and you will need to eat like a dog, without using your hands. You will need to eat everything as we don't like to waste any food in this house. Did you lick your bowls clean after you ate bitch?"

"Yes sir." The boy said still in panic, unclear if this was something else that would get him into trouble.

"Good that is the rule, your bowls must always be licked clean and returned to the cupboard under the sink. You just follow me back to the kitchen so I can keep an eye on you, and I will let you lick your bowl again so you can practice what to do in future. But first come here I don't want to see that pathetic little worm of yours boy."

The teen put on the boxers and shorts he had been wearing yesterday and then picked up a parcel tape dispenser from his desk. He made the kid lie on his back and spread his legs. He then pressed the dispenser against the fag's little pubes and dragged the wide sticky tape down across the little dickie and small balls and thrust it between the kid's wide spread legs. He ordered the slut to press the tape in place and repeated the process with a second strip. Ben then left the room with the fag crawling behind him. Thirty minutes later the boys were back, Ben walking and Finn crawling behind him.

"Ok, the house is still clean as my mum did it before she went away, so you don't need to do much housecleaning today, except for my room. You will tidy up my room now. Fuck I forgot to tell you something. You need to thank me when I give you my cum or piss, and since I don't want to hear your voice, apart from when it's absolutely necessary, the correct way to thank me is by kissing and licking my feet. You can start now. Don't use your hands stupid!"

The boy started to kiss Ben's feet and the stud instructed him on how to do it properly, ordering him to focus in-between his toes and the bottom of his feet.

"Ok fag, stop that now. Start cleaning my room and you better do a good job. I'm, going down to the gym and I expect you to be on your spot when I get back. Remember you don't get off your knees at anytime. You crawl like the maggot you are."

The kid cleaned the boy's room on his knees, working hard, doing a thorough job, clearly terrified of the consequences if he failed to meet Ben's standards. He was of course used to getting punishments for failing to meet my standards but I think not knowing how particular Ben would be, or what exactly the punishment might be, if anything it made him even more nervous and painstaking in his work. He rechecked everything twice before he was satisfied with the results and went back to his spot to wait for Ben's return.

It had taken him nearly two hours so it was only a few minutes later the stud arrived back in his room. He totally ignored the fag as he undressed, although he did throw his sweaty clothes over him as walked to his bathroom to take a shower. The fag started at this, but didn't dare to move or try avoiding any of Ben's dirty clothes. He just stayed kneeling in his spot with the sweaty clothes draped over him. After the teen finished showering he put on some clean boxers and sat in the armchair that was just beside the fag's spot and started to read a book.

The slut was a bit confused but started to carry the clothes while crawling, with some difficulties.

"You put the clothes in your mouth, you idiot! But leave the boxers and socks here. Go on fag."

The kid put the stud's sweaty shorts and t-shirt in his mouth and I must say, this way it was much easier for him to carry them to the laundry area! Thanks to Ben's insight he was soon able to crawl back to his spot.

"Listen to me fag," Ben said after some time, while still concentrating on his book. "Whenever you hear me snapping my fingers I want you to crawl to me, lower my boxers with your mouth and teeth only and start to suck on my cock. I don't want to feel your disgusting fingers touching me is that clear?"

The boy crawled and quickly placed himself between Ben's thighs, freed the boy's soft cock with his mouth and started to suck on it while Ben continued to read his book. This continued for more than an hour, from time to time the fag would start to slow down only to be reprimanded by Ben.

"I didn't say you could stop fag! Go on, keep sucking me, faster you lazy bitch!"

At some point Ben ordered the fag to go back to his spot (Alright, that's enough. Go back to your spot, stupid!) and every so often gave him more instructions for how he was to behave for the time they would be living together.

"Ok fag, you are not allowed to drink any water while staying here at my place. The only drink you can have is mine and your piss. You can have the milk with your oats. By the way this is the only food you will get while here, one bowl that you will eat in the morning and the other one you can have after I have my dinner. But this morning you were stupid and greedy enough to eat both bowls at once, so no dinner for you tonight. I will feed you my cum and perhaps one day if you are a really good fag, maybe some scraps from my plate if I can't eat everything."

That would explain the excessive amount of oats he was giving the boy for breakfast! It turns out that it was not a recipe for Finn's breakfast, but for all the food he would get for the entire day! I didn't think I needed to worry anymore about the slut getting fat on his holiday.

"I am going to have my lunch now, but you won't be eating during the day even when you don't pig out in the morning.. So you just stay here on your spot. Take my socks and boxers from the morning run and put them in your mouth. You keep chewing on them until I tell you otherwise. Now, let me tie your hands. Behind your back you idiot! Ok, go back to your spot and face the wall like you did yesterday. Fuck are you retarded kid? You cannot put your hands behind your head 'cause of the way they are tied, stupid. Stay on your knees and keep your body straight. And keep touching the wall with your nose until I am back."

Ben got dressed and went to eat his lunch. He didn't come back to his room for approximately five hours. Apparently he went out to hang out with his friends, leaving the fag alone. From what I saw, the boxers and socks were really stuffing his mouth, and his lips and cheeks were protruding with the excess volume. It was actually a bit difficult for the kid to touch the wall with his nose for this reason. From time to time he would use his bound hands to stuff the slipping dildo back into his ass, but as the time passed he started also to lower his ass towards his heels to achieve similar results, while using the opportunity to rest. When Ben returned the kid was still kneeling facing the wall, but he hadn't manage to hold the position for the whole time, and was now sitting on his heels.

The kid complied quickly and Ben took his book again and went back to reading it, ignoring the fag once more. When I looked at it more carefully, I noticed that this looked like the book I gave Jonas as a birthday gift, Don Quixote. I guess he must have lent it to Ben when he had finished it. I had bought the same book for Finn recently, although his copy was not new like the one I gave Jonas, and unfortunately it had some missing pages. Oh well, I thought this would be a good opportunity to stimulate the kid's imagination, right?

Snap! The slut started crawling on his knees towards Ben. When he was in position he looked up unsure what he should do as his mouth was still stuffed by the boxers and socks.

"Go back to your spot and spit your gag out stupid. Then you can come back here and start to suck me."

Ben was hard and probably wanted to unload his cum in the fag this time. He quickly took control of the fag's head and stated to force his almost 15 cm [6"] dick down into his mouth and throat, forcefully fucking him for some time before he unloaded his cum again followed shortly after by his piss.

Finn remembered he had to thank Ben for his treats by kissing and licking his feet, and spent more than 10 minutes being grateful before the stud sent him back to his spot. They continued in their places until Ben stopped reading and left the bedroom. He returned half an hour later and addressed the fag.

"Ok, its dinner time. I ordered some food for myself and you can come and watch me eat. If you hadn't been such a glutton this morning after I had finished you could have had your second bowl of oatmeal. I will keep your hands tied until after 'we' eat when you will clean the kitchen and when you finish you can take a piss so you will need to make room in your bottle for it. I will make sure to give you another batch of my piss before going to sleep tonight, so you will have lots of fluid to fill up your stomach. Come fag."

There was no doubt Ben was brutal. He was much colder and harsher than Christian, or even Jonas, towards the slut. The brothers liked to explain their reasons and motivation to the fag. Admittedly mostly by using irony and mockery, but there was always some sort of dialogue involved. And sure they also punished him when he misbehaved, but did commend him for his occasional good work.

Ben had none of that. No chit chatting with the fag, he just told him what to do and accepted nothing but complete obedience, brutally beating him for the slightest mistakes. And when the fag did manage to do as ordered, Ben would just ignore him! He saw no reason to congratulate good behavior, this is what he expected of him. His control was totally based on fear, and it was very effective, I must say.

The teen came back one hour later, laid down on his bed and went checking on his smartphone. The fag cleaned the kitchen for an extra hour before he entered the room crawling back to his spot. Snap! Ben noticed the slut coming back and sat on the edge of his bed. The slut heard the snapping and desperately crawled towards the stud, using his mouth and teeth to lower the shorts and boxers that were covering the object of his desires, just so he could start sucking on it. Ben grabbed the fag by the hair and forced his cock deep, as he just wanted to take a leak. After having his 'post dinner' drink, the slut started to kiss and lick Ben's feet to thank him for his kindness.

I thought it was a bit strange that Ben was so mad when the fag just even slightly touched other parts of his body, but enjoyed so much having his feet licked and sucked by him. I guess this was just a pleasant memory from their past, on the school bus. But now, as the slut kept licking his feet, he must have started to feel a bit uncomfortable on his bed, so he moved to his armchair and resumed reading his book. He made the fag continue to lick his feet as he walked from his bed to the armchair, giving the kid several blows for not keeping his mouth on his feet at all times.

I have to say it looked rather funny as Finn tried to move with Ben, while still licking and sucking at his feet. At one point Ben even stepped on the kid's tongue. Ben had the fag continue worshiping his feet for the next hour or so. After this time he 'gently' kicked the slut's face, wordlessly indicating in the direction of his designated spot what was required of him. And sometime later, when he stopped reading, he remembered that there was another thing he needed to inform his slut of.

"I forgot to tell you fag. I did some research online and you need vitamin C, as this is not being provided by your current diet. So just before you go to 'bed', you will have to eat a lemon."

The teen then took a small lemon from a pocket in his shorts and threw it to the fag.

"Take this and eat. What are you waiting for slut? Start eating! All of it, including the peel! And the pips! What are you making that face for fag? It's not bad for you, it's organic, stupid bitch!"

I had to laugh at that, it was really funny how the teen sounded really annoyed that the slut was not comprehending or appreciating how he was doing it for his well-being. And it was really touching to see that he was so considerate about the slut's health that he even cared enough to provide him with organic food!

The horrified slut complied with his orders and started to slowly eat the whole lemon.

The slut sped up and I could see tears streaming from his eyes, probably from not being used to the strong acidic taste. While I knew he had been given lots of piss to drink I guessed he was going to be going to sleep with a very dry mouth after that lemon. Once he had finished, Ben undressed and went back to his bed. The fag had to remain on his knees and with his hands behind his head while waiting for Ben to fall asleep, but it didn't take that long, and soon he dared to lay down and try and get some sleep himself, still keeping the same uncomfortable position from the previous night, to hold his butt plug in place

Next day started almost as the previous one but this time the fag managed to sleep slightly better. Although it was summer, Ben had the AC on, so the naked slut was shivering from cold. Unfortunately for him, in addition to the cold flooring, he didn't have anything to cover himself, and due to the fact that he had to keep the plug in his ass, he was rather restricted in the positions he could choose to sleep in. He looked uncomfortable, and woke up several times during the night. But he managed to keep the plug in his ass for another night, which was an important achievement. And as I said, he did manage to have a slightly better night of sleep, at least he slept continuously after five, but at 6:30 he was rudely awakened by his watch vibrating over his pulse and against his plugged ass.

This time the fag didn't commit the same mistake of eating without the stud's orders, which was lucky for him. He did what he was ordered to do and returned to Ben's room in due time to start sucking on his cock at nine thirty. But the wrestler wanted to fuck his slut this morning. After the fag woke him up by sucking his cock, Ben pushed him off and ordered him to get in position.

"Get on all fours, ass facing my cock fag. Pull your plug out and stuff it in your mouth."

The kid rushed to obey and once his hole was empty and pointing in the right direction and his mouth was full Ben forced his un-lubed cock in and started to fuck the kid hard, using one hand on the fag's hips and the other pulling his hair and twisting his head up. Luckily, as you know, the slut had been given permission to lube his ass to insert the dildo after showering so although Ben's cock had no lube on it it shouldn't have felt too dry. And the fag had also had an opportunity to drool over it while sucking him awake. But the stud was fucking him hard and forcefully that despite all this spoiling the kid started to cry.

"Be quiet." Ben slapped the ungrateful slutty ass, and although the kid continued to cry, he did manage to keep the noise down. When the teen had come in Finn's ass and replugged him, the slut was kicked off of the bed and ordered to suck the cock clean. Fortunately the kid remembered to thank Ben by kissing his feet. He was still crying at that time, so Ben had to order him, while still worshiping his feet, to lick the tears that were streaming from his faggy eyes onto the stud's lower limbs and to the floor. Snap! The kid had to immediately stop the feet work and go straight to Ben's cock, as the teen wanted him to have his morning drink. After eagerly gulping down the piss the slut went back to Ben's feet, this time to thank him for keeping him hydrated.

It was at this moment that Ben noticed that the kid's diminutive genitals were no longer covered by the tape he had applied. He yelled at the fag asking him why he was flaunting his pathetic bits when he had clearly told him he didn't want to see them. The slut tried to explain that it had come off when he was showering and wouldn't stick again. Ben was not appeased and made him kneel up and kicked him between the legs. The kid doubled over. Ben made him lie on his back and he applied two new strips over the offending parts and the kid squealed as the tape was roughly pressed down. This seemed to satisfy Ben and he told Finn in future he could apply new tape after his morning shower before he woke him. However he warned the slut there would be trouble if he exposed his pathetic little worm to him again while he was staying there.

Ben put his shorts on and went to the kitchen to have his breakfast followed by the crawling fag. After thirty minutes they came back and the slut went to his spot. After that morning, the routine was the slut scurried in on his knees ten minutes later than Ben. This was because Ben gave him ten minutes to eat his morning oatmeal, lick his bowl clean and put it back under the sink for the next day but the first time he had watched him to make sure he knew how to do it exactly as Ben required, no hands when eating, he even had to carry the bowl in his mouth over to the cupboard, sticking his head in to leave it behind. I guess the kid was always hungry which must have helped but he certainly never took more than the ten minutes allowed.

"Today you have to clean the house fag. You will start with my bathroom, and then you tidy up my room then the living room, kitchen and halls and they better all be spotless when you finish. Plug your mouth with my socks and boxers from yesterday and get started."

He did as ordered and crawled to the bathroom. The kid stayed on his knees to clean the floor, the toilet and the shower booth but couldn't reach to clean the basin properly or all the higher parts of the shower. He obviously didn't dare stand as he had been forbidden to get off his knees but was clearly worried about doing a poor job. Finally he crawled back to where Ben was reading and stared at the stud for some time, until the teen acknowledged his presence.

"Hmm, good question fag. Ok, since I want you to clean it properly I will allow you to stand up in there while cleaning the upper parts. But this is just for today and just for my bathroom. You will need to ask my permission every time you wish to get off your knees. Now the proper way to ask for permission to do things is to suck on my big right toe until I give you permission to speak, then you can ask me your question. But I only want to hear your voice when it is really necessary so as you will need to ask to get off your knees a lot to clean the apartment, for that you will suck on my left big toe. That way I will know what you want without you having to speak so I won't have to hear your annoying whine. Now you be quiet, I don't want to hear your voice anymore today. And put the gag back in your mouth."

When he finished (and probably rechecked everything thrice) he started to tidy up Ben's bedroom. Ben was no longer there. I guess he had gone to hang out with his friends or to enjoy the condo's swimming pool, but of course he never said anything to his slave so I didn't know. The fag when he had tidied the bedroom crawled off to clean the rest of the apartment. When Ben came back, in the afternoon, the fag was already back on his spot.

He took his time to check on the fag's work. He came back in the room and starting yelling about him standing up in the kitchen without permission. I could tell immediately from the way the kid reacted this was true. I think I have said that Finn is if anything slightly above average height for his age. Apparently this meant in the kitchen while he could see over the work tops while on his knees he couldn't reach the back of them. He had noticed something spilled at the back. As Ben wasn't there to ask for permission to stand and he was worried about getting into trouble if he didn't clean up the mess, he had stood for a few seconds to reach the back. He said he thought about it for ages but didn't think Ben would know. He hadn't realized it was a trap Ben had set.

So Ben was furious he had disobeyed and got a belt and beat the bottom of the slut's feet telling him that he should have waited until he got back to ask permission. The kid told me his feet hurt for a couple of days after that especially when he had to stand on them to clean up high. He certainly never made that mistake again and crawled to Ben several times a day to suck on his left toe to be given permission to stand to clean. As Ben was often not there during his cleaning times it meant he had to it in stages waiting until he was back to be able to do the high parts. I suppose it got him out of his corner a bit more often, so it wasn't all bad for the slut. Of course it also made him even more scared about doing something wrong when Ben wasn't there.

Apparently Ben didn't have any other complaints, and was satisfied with the slut's work. Or maybe not! He didn't say anything apart from to order the fag to get into his punishment position while he went back into the living room to watch some TV, completely ignoring the fag for the next few hours.

Snap! I could hear Ben snapping his fingers and so could the fag! It sounded a bit far, so I think he was in the kitchen having a late lunch, but I could not be sure. The fag promptly crawled out of the bedroom, from his spot, and from the distant sounds I had the impression that he started to suck on Ben's cock. He would stay there for more than two hours before Ben ordered him to clean the dishes, and then I knew they were in the kitchen indeed! After that he was allowed to crawl back to his spot. The kid finally appeared to have accepted the fact that he would need to stay on his knees for most of his time during those two weeks. It might have been a bit boring, I thought, to stay all this time in the same place, same spot and same position, without any distractions and in constant fear. Well, luckily I was in a tropical paradise and didn't have to think about that!

But like I said, he appeared to be resigned to his fate and did mostly as ordered. Well, there was another occasion, on their third night together, when the fag needed to be punished again. It was just before sleeping time, when Ben gave him a particularly juicy lemon, and while eating it, the slut perhaps unintentionally let some of the lemon juice drip on the floor. The problem was that Ben saw it happening and was not happy about it. He rushed over to the fag and started to berate him.

"Finish it fag, now! Lick up what you have dropped. Now put your hands behind your head. You think you're being funny do you? Trying to stain my bedroom floor with lemon juice? Look at me fag! And keep quiet!"

The stud knelt before the fag and punched him in the stomach. It was not as hard as he was capable of, I guess he was afraid of having the kid puking his dinner in the bedroom, but the slut doubled up in pain and started to remove his hands from behind his head, only to be reprimanded by the teen.

"Get back in position fag! Keep your hands right there. And look at me!" the kid was crying silently but complied with his orders, and now the stud punched him with his left hand this time, just below the ribcage. The crying kid did manage to hold the position this time, and received two more punches, one from each fist before the stud ordered him to remain like that until his sleeping time.

For the next couple of days Ben didn't find any reason to punish his fag, so their interactions were limited to the sucking of cock or feet and the occasional fuck. The kid carried out his tasks. The only thing I noticed was not only did the kid still have to keep shoving his butt-plug back into his asshole but also now had to keep making sure the tape stayed stuck down over his little dicklet and balls. He had obviously taken to heart Ben's threat to do serious damage to them if he saw them again.

The only other event was one night the stud woke up in the middle of the night and yelled for the fag to get on his knees and drink his piss. When he finished he just kicked the kid away and turned over and went back to sleep. It took the slut much longer to get back to sleep in his less comfortable night abode.

Chapter 11

Their sixth day together was Finn's special one, his birthday. And on that date some changes in their routine were about to happen. I had intended calling Finn early in the morning on his birthday to give him my birthday greetings (well, here it was night time, but I guess you understand what I mean).

Having watched the last few days I decided on a better time to avoid any disturbance to their routine. I realized the best time would be after Ben returned from the gym in the morning and Finn had done his morning cleaning. I also thought there might be a chance to have a word with Ben without raising any suspicions or cause him to think I was criticizing him. I admired Ben for his strong attitude, but sometimes I worried that he might go too far and damage the kid permanently. And due to the timezone difference my idea that I would be able to step in if things got really dangerous wasn't really practicable.

So when I phoned, the slut, as usual, was in his punishment position, his mouth plugged by Ben's socks and boxers but this time with his hands tied behind his back. Ben was sat reading, so when the phone started to ring, Ben picked it up, and walked to the living room where he answered it.

"Hi Ben, it's Erik here. I just wanted to check on you guys, how are you doing so far?"

"Oh, hi Mr. Shoemaker. We are fine here, I hope you are enjoying your vacation."

He muted the phone and went back to his bedroom, but due to the phone's features I could still hear clearly everything he said.

"Now fag, Mr. Shoemaker wants to speak to you. You better convince him that you are happy here with me, or I will have to really beat you up. You can spit the gag out and I will put the phone on speaker. You better convince him that you are happy for your own sake, fag!"

"Hi son! I am just calling to wish you a happy birthday! Are you having fun with Ben?"

I saw the slut look at his master for what answer to give. Ben nodded and I heard.

"Ok, that's good. Your mom is not here now, but she… she also wishes you a happy birthday ok? Can you pass the phone back to Ben now? I want to speak with him for a bit. You carry on being a good boy for him. I will be very cross if I get a bad report when I get back. I hope you appreciate what a lucky boy you are having a nice boy like Ben to look after you."

"Hey Ben. I wanted to talk with you in private. Can you get away from Finn for a while?"

"Oh, yeah sir." He walked out of his room to talk with me more privately. "You can speak now sir, he is in my room and I am in the living room."

The boy sounded a bit nervous, perhaps he thought I'd noticed Finn's frightened tone? But he wasn't prepared for what I had coming.

"Oh fuck! I don't know what's happening with him! He recently started to defy me and he did something to his mom, I still haven't found out exactly what, but she doesn't want to speak to him anymore. She is very hurt," I lied.

"I have been trying to correct his behavior, and discipline him, but recently he has started to get worse and worse. Now, I know today is his birthday and stuff but you can't let him defy you man. You are in charge of his discipline and he needs to do whatever you tell him to do. You know, I don't want to put you in an uncomfortable position, but I find the only thing that works is to spank his ass when he is not behaving, and… well, I want you to know that it's ok if you need to spank him when he is not behaving. I know Christian does sometimes, it seems to be the only thing the kid understands. Much better to punish the kid properly rather than losing your temper and going wild and I know how annoying the kid can be sometimes."

"I am sorry Ben, I don't want to impose anything on you. If you are not comfortable with this, just forget what I said."

"Oh, no sir, that's fine. It was just a bit… unexpected. But I can do it! If I feel he needs some… discipline."

"Oh man, that's great to hear, thank you so much! Now, I've noticed that you are a real strong young man, and I know that sometimes when we men get nervous or are upset we can… lose control and be a bit more… more aggressive than we meant. It has happened to me sometimes in the past when I was disciplining Finn, you know? So, try and keep in control but if you need to punish the kid and afterwards he is a bit marked up, there is an ointment in his backpack that you could apply to his bruises, just to avoid any infection and help them go down quicker ok? You would just need to make sure he cleans the bruises properly while he takes a shower and then you would need to reapply the ointment every day until the bruises are healed ok?"

"Great! So, just one more thing. Please don't mention anything to him that we have just discussed ok? Let's just keep it between us men… Well, it's nighttime here, I think I should get going! It was nice talking with you Ben! Thanks for looking after Finn and I am so sorry he has been misbehaving, don't stand any more nonsense from him. You have to be firm with him. Bye."

As I told Ben, it was really getting late here, and I needed to give some attention to Anna, otherwise she would hate the kid even more! So, it wasn't until the following afternoon that I could check the video and audio files of the rest of the kid's birthday, but I hoped that the stud got the message. After our call, Ben returned to his bedroom and started to talk to the kid.

"I didn't know it was your birthday today fag. Why didn't you tell me? I would wish you a happy birthday but that would just be a lie, as I don't wish you a happy anything. You're just a disgusting wimpy faggot Well, how old are you today?"

"Oh well, at least I gave you a present already. You know, your new butt plug? Christian went to buy it in a sex shop but all three of us contributed to it." Ben said as the frightened slut remained on his spot.

How touching to hear that Ben had been involved with the brothers in thinking about their slut, and had contributed some of his money to help Finn to become a happier slut! But why was the slut still on his spot? Didn't he just discover that Ben helped to buy his new and improved butt plug? He had thanked Christian and Jonas after I punished him for not thanking them, surely he must realize he needed to thank Ben now!

The stud picked up his book and went to his armchair to continue reading it. The only excuse I could find for his rudeness was that young Finn was in shock with the revelation, or maybe he was in shock at being addressed by Ben. I think this was their longest dialogue, ever! Well, you could argue that it was not really a dialogue, as the slut remained mostly silent, but he said two words! And there are other non verbal ways for him to express his feelings.

Finally he must have got himself together, he gently crawled towards Ben and started to kiss and lick his feet to show the gratitude he was feeling. The stud smirked, and while he kept reading his book, he allowed the kid to stay there worshiping his feet for the next hour, sending him back to his spot when he'd had enough. They both remained in silence until it got close to lunch time. I could see that the slut wanted to say something, but was clearly scared, not sure if he should. Finally he plucked up his courage and crawled back to Ben's feet and started to suck on his right big toe. This continued for more than five minutes until Ben acknowledged his presence.

"As it's my birthday I… I wonder if you c-could allow me to have s-something to eat at lunch today s-sir?"

"Didn't I tell you already that you will only eat twice a day fag? Well, I will also give you my cum in-between and a lemon before you go to sleep, but… never mind, I told you no already, and I don't like to keep repeating myself." Despite what he was saying his voice sounded less harsh than usual, possibly because today was the kid's birthday. Finn also appeared to notice that and pushed his luck by pleading.

"Shut up fag, I told you no already. Did you think I would change the rules just because it's your birthday? You should know better. Specially now that you are older, you should know that you have to obey me! Get back on your spot, and face the wall, now!"

The kid quickly crawled back to his spot, and held his punishment position, but the stud couldn't focus on his book anymore.

"Fuck, now I will have to punish you again, you see? But it's your own fault slut, for disobeying me! I told you to pay attention and that I don't like to keep repeating myself. Why did you have to do that fag? I will need to spank you now, but I don't want to do it with my hands. You need to be spanked hard and my hands might get hurt. Have you ever been belted boy?"

"I… Yes, sir," the kid answered while still holding his punishment position. From his tone of voice I think he also had started to cry.

"Well it is something I read about somewhere. Seems families in some places give the birthday boy a spanking on their birthday, one smack for each year and one to grow on. Seems most of the time it is just for fun but some get serious slaps and in some families each person gets a turn. Well slut because you need to be punished I am going to give you a birthday beating and because I am the only one here I will have to give them on behalf of all the people who I am sure would like to have a turn."

Ben opened the closet door and I could see a rope hanging from a pulley in the ceiling. The kid was petrified, probably remembering his ordeal at Jonas' and Christian's apartment during their birthday party, two months ago.

"Ok, let me readjust your hands. Put them in front of you, now!" He tightly tied the fag's hands together with the rope that was passing through the pulley, and afterwards attached the other end of this rope to one of his bed's feet. The kid was lifted and his body stretched a bit, while facing the back of the closet. Ben tied the fag's ankles together with another rope and attached his tightened lower limbs to a dumbbell that kept the fag in place and fully stretched.

"Ok, I will start now. After I am finished you will stay in here and think of what you did."

He wrapped the belt around his hand and fist in preparation for the thrashing he was going to give the slut and started to forcefully deliver it to his back and butt, whipping him eleven times, using his full force.

He sounded a bit breathless and stopped for a short break after the eleventh swat. He also took a photo of the slut's sore back with his phone and then sent a message I guessed to Jonas. He then started laughing when he got a response?

Well, if I wanted to see the picture and others, with the help of Finn's phone I could, in theory, infiltrate the boys' phones! If I was lucky enough I could even get the old videos, from their time on the bus! I added a mental note to try and do that in the near future, as invading a phone was not as simple as it was for the tv's and would need more of my time. But for now I needed to concentrate on the video I was currently watching.

Ben put his phone back in one of his shorts pockets and went back to the kid. Turned him around, so they were now facing each other and the stud delivered eleven more forceful swats to the kid's chest, groin and thighs. If it wasn't for the gag the slut would have been screaming the place down by now, but I could only hear some muffled sounds of discomfort. And I could see more clearly now that he had started bleeding. I hoped Ben would remember to apply the ointment, as it would be difficult to explain those belt marks to a doctor, if they got infected and he needed medical attention.

"Fuck kid, your blood is all over my clothes! You will have to clean them afterwards do you hear me? Stupid bitch! Those are from Christian, don't forget to thank him when next you speak."

He took another picture and sent it off but whether it was to Christian this time or again to Jonas I don't know but I am sure the brothers would share. They seemed to have a very good relationship. Ben then went into his bathroom, coming back carrying a small flask. He started to spray its contents all over the kid's back and front, and the kid growled in pain behind his gag. I later learned that this flask contained a 70% ethanol solution, so it must have been really painful for the slut, but the ungrateful bitch should have been thankful that Ben was thinking about his health! This would help prevent any nasty infections.

He left the kid hanging in the closet, ordering him to keep quiet, and started to play some video games until his lunch time. After enjoying his food he came back only to put on some clothes, using this time to curse the hanging slut again for the blood on some of his garments. He then left, I would guess to hang out with his friends by the way he was dressed. He stayed out for ages, only coming back several hours later.

When he finally came back in his bedroom he removed his top and picked up his belt. He stood facing the fag, still stretched in his closet, and stared at him.

"These are from your mum, she must be so ashamed having a pathetic fag like you for a son."

He started whipping the kid once more, clearly he wanted to be sure his message would be clearly imprinted in the slut's mind and body. He thrashed the fag's front eleven more times, and I think if anything he was hitting harder than the before. He took another picture and sent it off getting another response which amused him again.

He asked the kid if he thought his mum would like a copy of the picture. Although of course he couldn't answer I did wonder if he might think that perhaps she would. I certainly wasn't sure. Ben twisted him around and applied another eleven slashes to his back announcing they were from me. I will admit I was getting a bit worried at the severity of the beating but Ben certainly didn't stint on my contribution.

He turned the fag round to face him again and applied what turned out to be the final eleven strokes to the kid's front announcing they were from himself. The kid was too out of it to notice but I saw and then did Ben that he had literally whipped the tape of the kid's dick and balls. When the kid heard him yelling and looked down I thought he was going to wet himself. Luckily for him Ben said he would let him off this time.

The stud was caring enough to reapply more ethanol to the now clearly open wounds, spraying the exposed genitals several times and left the kid, still hanging from the ceiling, to contemplate his wrongdoings while he went to the living room to watch TV so he wouldn't be disturbed by the moaning slut. Three hours later he came back and removed the kid from the rope, ordering him to remain on his knees and go to his spot. The bloody slut appeared to be in a great deal of pain while crawling to his spot, but managed to do as ordered.

"Tomorrow is Sunday and I had planned to give you a break, but now you will need to clean my closet and any of my clothes you have made dirty with your blood. You stop crying now bitch. Let me take this gag out and you can come with me."

Once he had pulled the tape off and the gag was removed, the still whimpering kid quickly and desperately started to kiss his tormentor's feet, remembering how I told him to always thank the boys for disciplining him. Ben laughed at that.

"Alright slut, you can stop now. Your oatmeal is waiting on the kitchen floor for you, and I filled your other bowl with my piss for you to drink."

Ben walked out of the room and the kid crawled behind him. His chest and back were covered by large dark red welts, the bleeding had stopped, but not before leaving vertical blood stripes all over his body. He was also shivering, and I started to wonder if he would be ok.

I didn't see the slut for more than two hours, although I heard a lot of crying and screams later from the main bathroom. Apparently when Ben finished his takeaway, he allowed the kid to finally have what Ben called his birthday oatmeal, washed down with Ben's piss. Ben then forced the kid to take a cold shower. He was concerned enough to forcefully brush his open wounds, in order to ensure they would be properly cleaned. He then compelled him to get on all fours over the old towel he used by the bathroom door until he had completely dried off. Ben told him he didn't want him getting any more blood on stuff. He then sprayed another generous layer of ethanol over the fag's skin, and as he was un-gagged now I could hear his ungrateful growls while his carer was sincerely trying to help him.

Ben came back into his room a good forty minutes before the slut crawled in and finally managed to finish reading his book! When the slut came in, Ben told him to get his ointment out of his backpack. For a moment the frightened slut looked a bit suspicious. How did Ben know about the ointment in his backpack? Well, the stud didn't tell him and he didn't dare to ask, so he probably just forgot about it, and went back to focus on his pain and fear. Ben made him rub it in all over and he even sacrificed his comfort to generously apply some of it where the fag couldn't reach. He even said the fag didn't need to cover his wiener for a few days to let the air get to it to help it heal.

"Right, eat your lemon now. You can either kneel up or go back on all fours like you did after your shower, it's up to you. When you see that I have fallen asleep you can lay down on the floor and get some sleep yourself. But you better be quiet, I don't want to hear you moaning all night long. One more thing, from now on when you prepare your oatmeal you can add one extra scoop of oats. You can thank me for my kindness tomorrow after you eat your breakfast."

Well, after his brutal treatment, it seems that Ben was getting a bit softer with his fag! But after delivering this warm and tender message, he just went back to his standard 'ignore the fag' mode and fell asleep in about two hours.

It turned out that the kid was fine, the shivering was probably just from fear and cold, which is of course nothing to worry about. The cuts were not as extensive as it had looked. I guess the antiseptic and the several hours the kid stayed hanging from the ceiling gave the impression of massive bleeding, which was an exaggeration.

On the following day he had to scrub Ben's closet of any blood spots, and also find all the clothes with blood stains and thoroughly clean them. Ben did help him by doing some research online, and instructed the fag on methods to remove blood stains from different types of clothes. It was a massive job, specially when you consider that the slut didn't want to take any chances and decided to wash almost every item of Ben's clothes that were in the closet, as his young master had made clear he expected nothing but a perfect job from him. And warned him if he later found the smallest drop of blood on any of his clothes the slut would be sure to suffer serious consequences. So it took him the whole day to finish everything.

The fag appeared to recover quickly from his birthday thrashing, well, at least physically! By the day after he had done all the laundry, although he still was clearly in pain, Ben was once again fucking his ass, although he was no longer allowed to be on Ben's bed as he was still experiencing some minor bleeding from time to time. On the third day after the birthday 'party' the slut was required to tape over his genitals again. They were still extremely sore but Ben didn't care apparently. His ass cheeks were not as severely affected by the belting. They were deep red, for sure, but at least I couldn't see any open wounds there. Those were clearly distinguishable across his chest and tummy but especially all over his back. I guess that is why the buttocks are considered the most suitable place to punish children.

The rest of their time together was uneventful as far as I could see or hear, as the kid complied with all orders without second thoughts, desperate to avoid further punishments. And I think he didn't speak a single word the whole time, as Ben certainly wasn't interested in hearing his voice and the slut was too scared of angering him by saying the wrong thing. He knew the routine by now so didn't have to ask anything and so just regularly sucked that big left toe to get permission to stand to clean things he couldn't reach. Ben also hardly spoke a word to him as the fag was doing all he wanted without the need for commands

When we returned from our trip Anna wanted another night on our own so it wasn't until the next day I went to pick up the kid. At the moment he saw me entering the door, he ran in my direction and hugged me hard and started to weep. Apparently when I didn't come the day before, the day he knew we were getting back, he thought we had abandoned him and was leaving him alone with his buddy. I had rung Ben to check if it was alright to leave him for another day but of course he hadn't thought it was necessary to tell Finn.

The kid was pale from lack of sun, although Ben did force him to stay on the balcony for a few hours on the last couple of days to get some sun exposure. He also had huge dark circles around his eyes, from the extensive sleep deprivation he'd experienced. But I have to say, I was really proud of him, as even with all the challenges and by sacrificing a bit on his comfort and total sleeping time, he had managed to keep his ass plugged for the whole period! I noticed that his clothes looked a bit bigger on his body, and when I weighed him he had lost almost five kilos [11 lbs] while staying with Ben! I don't think he was really starving, but for sure his new diet wasn't enough to satisfy his growing body needs (or his hunger). On the other hand Anna and I had both put on some weight on our holiday so perhaps his was the healthier one.

"He is very attached to me, you know? And this was the first time he has stayed away from home apart from the night of Jonas and Christian's birthday party," I explained his reaction to Ben, who looked a bit nervous.

"His mum and I are very grateful for you looking after him. I do hope he was not too much trouble," I said and then gave Ben the gift I had brought him and some more money.

"Thanks very much. No he's welcome anytime," Ben replied clearly pleased with everything.

I told Finn to go and thank Ben for looking after him so well and I think the kid, out of habit, nearly went down on his knees to kiss Ben's feet but the teen was quick enough to grab him and give him an awkward hug saying how he would see him around as the boy stuttered the required appreciation.

"Your mom is waiting at home, so we better get going. Come on son, bye Ben and thanks again."

I picked up his backpack and embraced him hearing some grunts of discomfort as I squeezed his shoulder. He was wearing shorts and a t-shirt and I couldn't see any marks from the belting he had received. It seems that the stud aimed at the strategic areas that could be hidden with clothes, and was very accurate in doing so. His knees were a bit bruised and red, but I guess that was just from the movement limitations Ben imposed on him for the two weeks, so nothing serious.

When we got home, Anna, still being tired from the jet-leg, was still in bed. I had managed to sleep well on the plane so was feeling good. I prepared some lunch for myself and Finn's special breakfast formula, that I decided would do for his lunch today. He looked really grateful to be getting anything, and he started eating it so quickly that he almost choked, so I had to instruct him to chew each mouthful fifteen times before swallowing, and at the end he licked both the bowl and the spoon clean!

We went to his bedroom, both undressed to our underwear and I ordered him to get on his knees so he could relive those two weeks with Ben with me. He didn't remember it all and there were some parts missing, but it was a good summary. And as I told you, he is not allowed to lie or complain about the way the boys treat him, so he told me about all of the times he misbehaved, practically forcing the teen to spank him and correct his faults. After he finished, I allowed him to nurse on my cock, but it quickly progressed to a face fuck and in the end he eagerly received my cum and some extra piss I still had in me. And as he thanked me, I asked him to do it the way he did for Ben, and he started to lick my sweaty feet clean.

As I mentioned Ben had made him cover his genitals with tape as he didn't like seeing them. The slut told me that it hurt each time he had to peel it off when he had to have a pee and then it didn't stick back properly and he got scared and had to keep pushing it back hard to keep covered. He also asked me if his wiener was really little, like the boys said. I just said he should know as he has sucked plenty of dicks. He looked rather sad when I said that. As a matter of fact, although I am no expert in prepubescent genitalia, it looked perfectly normal to me but I didn't want him to think he could argue with the boys.

I noticed that he had a nasty rash on his wiener and little balls which I guessed was due to the tape. I kept noticing he was constantly touching and scratching at himself, despite my instructions not to, saying how much they itched. He didn't seem to be able to stop himself and when I examined him a couple of days later he had made the rash worse with all his scratching.

Luckily it was still holidays and his mother had gone off on another work trip so I was able to keep his hands tied behind him most of the time. I supervised him closely when he needed his hands free for his housecleaning and made him lie on his back when he went to bed and tied his wrists and ankles to the corner of the bed so he was stretched out wide.

He remained naked during the 10 days of treatment and slept without covers. I did catch him a couple of times rubbing his front against things so after having to give him two hard spankings for it, I kept him tied to his bed when he wasn't working or under my direct supervision. It was a lot of work for me as not only did I have to supervise more closely but I also had to take over washing him. I also applied ointment every six hours and made him sit in a bowl of iced water three times a day to soak his genitals. If the boys had seen them after the soakings they would have had good reason to call them little. But thanks to my good care, ten days later his little wiener and balls were back to normal.

What I can say is that that two week period was a major turning point for all of us. The paradisaical vacation turned out to be the last holiday Anna and I shared. And the way Ben treated the fag and how he responded to it had me thinking for a long time. And of course, it left some deep marks on the slut. And I am not only speaking about the permanent scarring on his body, but also how the experience affected his mind, and it did have extensive repercussions in his later life. On a positive note, he started to behave much better after this 'event'. I think he realized that his life could get muchy, much worse than it was, so I guess he started to value me even more after it! Looking back, I think that his tenth birthday was a sort of rite of passage, the start of a transition that served as a good preparation for the slut's future life.

Chapter 12

When the kid got back from his babysitter's apartment I already knew he had had all thee of them that afternoon. Not only was he limping, but I had watched the afternoon activities and all three boys had been particularly rough and hard with their little toy. They often seemed to need to let off steam at the end of the week or perhaps it was because they usually wouldn't see their fag over the weekend. With the help of his phone I had previously been able to get access to Jonas's phone and his bedroom tv as well as his brother's phone, so I was now able to hear all of their interactions and now watch many of them. Also through the brothers' phones I had access to all the old videos and photos of young Finn pleasing his boyfriends' feet and drinking their piss on the school bus as well as lots of other stuff since they had started to help look after him. I had it all downloaded and saved securely on my computer system and have to admit I often spent time just looking back at how things had developed over the last couple of years even though there was constant new stuff to watch. I also infiltrated the chat group the three boys had set up to share info, images and videos of their slut. This also meant that Ben got to have more input into the fag's treatment even when he wasn't there in person.

The two brothers, I think not wanting to be outdone by Ben, had started to become more aggressive with the fag, but still, nothing compared with the power Ben exerted over him. It was not an actual competition, at least not for Ben. In fact, he seemed pleased when his buddies started to be stricter with the kid. I think he just wanted the fag to be completely obedient whether it was to his friends' orders and desires or his own! It even seemed to extend to me. He was the one who most often made comments to the slut about how disappointed I must be in him. He stressed the need to do as he was told although of course he had no idea of all the things I required him to do.

But today was Friday, and the day was far from being over for the little fag. He was still going to have some extra opportunities to exercise his sluttishness. Anna was abroad for six weeks on a sort of work exchange scheme. There were two further of these placements planned, one during the winter and the other at the end of spring/beginning of next summer.

"Ok kid, as we have already discussed, my friend Lukas is back in town for his wife's treatment, and asked me if he could come over here tonight. I suspect he wants to fuck you, so you will get to please him tonight, the way we've rehearsed. As I told you, this time there's no need to shower or to take out your plug as he already knows what a little slut you are. Now let's review your instructions before he arrives. This is really important, so pay attention slut."

I carefully reviewed with the child his role. This night, as I had told him, was going to be much easier than his previous time with Lukie, as my buddy now knew what he was like. I was pretty certain there wasn't going to be any need to entice or entrap him into using the little slut. So there was going to be much less acting for the kid to do, which is lucky as he still wasn't the best of actors. He had learned to perform well enough during most of the practices we'd had, earning only the occasional minor punishments whenever his lack of enthusiasm becoming apparent at times.

When I was satisfied he had remembered all I had told him, I had him eat a bowl of his oatmeal formula for dinner and sent him do some of his housecleaning work as he waited for his new lover's arrival. After his time with Ben, I still gave him normal food occasionally, but his piss soaked breakfast oatmeal became the norm for his dinners as well. Ok, it might be misleading to say that I still allowed him to eat normal food as it was pretty rare, but on some occasions he could drink a glass of water or, even more rarely, juice if he was really lucky! I also sometimes if he had been very good gave him the scraps from my plate. Unfortunately for him I had been brought up to eat everything I was given so usually I didn't leave anything unless it tasted bad. But it is true that apart from those rare occasions, his drinks and food always involved some of his pee or mine or his babysitters' piss and/or cum or a mixture of ours. I had completely stopped using the toilet to piss, and now I used a 2 liters thermos to collect it when I couldn't provide it direct from the source to the slut. The collection was necessary as, in addition to his breakfast and dinner, I'd changed his lunch arrangements and added an extra 'meal' just before the time he was supposed to go to sleep.

For lunch I would prepare him some sliced fruits and a pissy whey protein smoothy that he would carry in his backpack to school. I had taken him out of school lunches as I didn't want him to eat the wrong things there. I now could verify with the help of his phone that he didn't get anything else to eat there. This monitoring was specially important in the beginning, when he needed to adapt to his new diet.

After a couple of severe punishments for breaking the new rule he learned when I said he was to have nothing apart from what I gave him, I meant absolutely nothing. Although he had no idea how I knew, he still was incapable of lying to me, so when I questioned him, he had to confess. Once it had been a small sweet. What happened was the teacher caught one of the class eating a sweet and as a punishment had made the boy give a sweet to each of the other children in the class. Normally none of the other kids would have shared with the weird Finn but the teacher insisted he was included. I certainly impressed on the kid that day that while he was generally expected to do what his teachers said at school there had been no need to eat the sweet as he knew they were forbidden. He could have just put it in his pocket and thrown it away later. The spanking and hot chili sauce I spread around his mouth was the last time I had to punish him for any unacceptable eating at school.

The whey protein was without added sugar (or any artificial flavor for that matter), enabling him to get the vital proteins a growing body needs without the harm that sugary foods can do. I provided him with a runnier version of this pissy whey protein smoothy just before his bed time as his last meal of the day, this time with only one tablespoon of whey protein and no fruit. But I would smash up a multivitamin pill in it, just to ensure that he was getting all the vitamins he needed with this very restrictive diet. He had to keep his squeeze water bottle with him at all times, and at least one of the boys would always fill it up for him on their way to and from school. This meant he had to drink their piss during the day in school so there was room in the afternoon for them to have a piss on the way back home. Also he would get thirsty during the day, particularly when he had to exercise with his class but he knew water or any other drinks were also forbidden at school so he was lucky the brothers kept him so well supplied with fluid.

For tonight, due to Lukas' visit I had reduced his schedule of cleaning, he would have to make up the time on Saturday to make sure the apartment was properly cleaned before Monday. When it got close to the time I was expecting my buddy to arrive, I sent the kid to his bedroom to do his homework. The slut would need to stop his homework when I 'invited' him to join us in the living room but, as with the housecleaning, he would have to find time to finish it over the weekend, as well.

When Lukie arrived the first thing he asked, after our greeting, was where Finn was, I explained to him that the kid was doing his homework. I think he was a bit disappointed by that, but we soon started to watch a fight on TV while drinking and chatting about various topics. He soon got a bit tipsy, and when I complained about Anna's frequent absences and lack of sex, he grumbled that since his wife started to be sick they had had barely any sex at all. He told me he hated the idea of cheating on her with another girl, he truly loved his wife. So he was left with only his own hand and how that was a poor substitute for proper sex so he was constantly horny. Well, I was sure he would get some relief tonight!

When all the fights had ended I summoned Finn to the living room. He came barefoot and dressed in shorts and a light blue battered old t-shirt. The kid stayed in the doorway and greeted Lukie with his hoarse voice, waiting for further instructions. I could see the lust in my drunken friend's eyes. He was clearly imagining already forcing his cock down the slut's throat and pounding the little kid's ass hard. You see, since no women were involved, I think he had convinced himself that he could use the boy to get his relief, and it wouldn't be as if he was cheating on his wife. So, tonight his deep and secret desires would come to fruition, I thought.

After just a few seconds of staring at the kid, I could see that my friend was getting hard. And that was the time I chose to start the third Act of 'The Slut and My Best Friend.'

This was his cue. He approached us, got on his knees in front of Lukie's, slid between his opened legs and quickly undid his belt, opening the jeans and with some, probably unconscious, help from Lukie lowered them along with the boxers to his knees. The slut grabbed the cock and started to lick it all over, before engulfing and forcing it as deep as possible, taking hold of Lukie's hands and putting them on his own head, as if instructing him to force his cock deeper into the willing mouth and throat.

"That's ok bro, the kid is a slut," I said, as he looked at me with shock and concern on his face, although I noted he had done nothing to try and stop the kid.

"I used to try to control him in the past, but now I have simply given up," I explained.

I told Lukie all about how he started to beg other kids to drink their piss when he was six or seven and how I woke up to him sucking my cock that first time. Also I filled my buddy in about how he was always pleading with his babysitters to fuck him all of the time, how he stole his mom's card to buy a butt plug and then his babysitters had given him another bigger one as his birthday gift because he had told them the one he had bought was too small.

"It's inside his ass right now, he likes to keep stuffed at all times. And it's currently holding their cum in there, as the boys fucked him this afternoon after school at his request."

Lukie was soon forcing his cock even deeper in the kid's throat, now that he was reassured that the boy was doing it 'willingly'.

The kid continued to suck my friend, as well as following the script we had exhaustively rehearsed. This time his performance was mostly based on his body language, without so much dialogue, so it was much easier for the little slut to appear convincing.

"You see what he's doing with his arms now, putting them behind his back? He likes to be tied up while being used. See those red marks there, on his wrists? He constantly asks the boys to tie him up, begging them to do it tighter. Ok, take off your top now kid."

As I ordered him to do it I took off my own shirt, with Lukie promptly copying us.

The slut released the cock from his mouth to comply with my order, quickly getting it back as deeply as he could in one go. Without the top, my friend could see the marks on the child's back, and gave me a bit of an accusing look.

"Those are not from me, man," I explained. "He does need to be disciplined fairly often but I only use my hands on his ass. He is a real masochist and gets pleasure from all of this shit. He keeps asking his babysitters, no he begs them to spank him, and last summer he had one of them whipping him with a belt. And he continued pleading with him to do it harder, so I guess the boy went a bit too far. It was not his fault really, as apparently the slut kept begging for more."

"That's sick man!" Lukie started to show his disgust at the slut's depravity. The child's head was now completely impaled on his cock, and Lukie kept increasing the pace of the throat fucking he was giving.

"Yeah. I am still trying to limit his sluttishness as much as possible, you know? I tried to occupy his thoughts with other things, by putting him on a tight schedule with housecleaning and school activities but it wasn't enough. So I keep him stuffed while at home, and I also allow him to get fucked by his three 'boyfriends', in a fairly safe and controlled environment. I am really scared he will go on the street and start offering his ass to more men or corrupting other boys, you see? So when I noticed how he was around you last time and the way he talked about you after you had gone, I started to think perhaps it could help us all out? He is desperate for it and you clearly need some relief, so this could be a mutually beneficial arrangement. He gets what he wants in a safe environment and you get some sex without cheating on your wife."

"Well man, since you are being so honest with me I have a confession to make, about last time I was here. When you went to have a shower the kid sort of… started to suck on my cock, like he is doing right now. And, uhhhh, that's nice kid… well, he somehow managed to swallow my whole load."

My horny friend sounded a bit ashamed, but he had finally admitted it was not his first time with the slut.

"Oh yeah, good job kid, hmmm… And when we went to sleep… well, the kid kind of asked me to fuck him in the ass. You know how horny I am all of the time since my wife's disease… and he was really pleading with me so, I kind of… did it."

I moved across to the pair and pulled Lukas' belt out of his trousers and used it to tie the boy's hands behind his back. When I finished tying the slut's hands behind his back I spoke angrily for my buddy's benefit.

I started to smack his asscheeks hard. He grunted over Lukie's cock and the extra vibrations did it for Lukie. In his horny state he couldn't hold it anymore and started to unload down the kid's plugged throat and directly into his stomach. The boy stayed there passively receiving his prize, with more of the cock down his throat than in his mouth and me continuing to smack his ass hard. He had lost his gag reflex ages ago it seemed to me, but it was in fact only after I had started to grade his cocksucking skills a few months ago.

The kid nodded his head but was careful not to pull off the cock lodged in his throat. My friend laughed at that, and soon started to piss down the kid's throat and directly towards his soon to be bloated stomach. When he finally released the boy's head, the slut sucked his cock clean before taking it out and thanking him for giving him those two precious liquids. He stayed there on his knees until I gave him the signal, without Lukie seeing it, that he could start to suck on my cock. I wanted my friend to see what a true slut he was, so I let him do all the work tonight, giving Lukie a look of see what I mean. As I had ordered, the well trained slut started by removing my shorts and boxers with his mouth and sucked on my cock all by himself, while I relaxed with my hands held behind my head.

"Wow man, he is really gifted! Look, he can deep throat your cock all by himself, and with his hands still tied behind his back!"

"Well, I guess it is because he is so keen and has had lots of opportunities to practice between me and his three babysitters. And now you as well. That is if you are willing to keep using him, of course."

"That's nice of you to offer man. You know about my situation, so I sure could use an offer like that. If you say I can, I would love to keep using him, whenever I'm in the city! Especially as it will help you both out as well."

"Sure man! You know what? Why don't you stay over tonight and fuck him in the ass like you did last time? But you need to promise me to either replug him or to keep your cock stuffing his ass all night long, 'cause he likes to keep the boys' cum in there for as long as he can."

"Cool! Yeah I will keep my cock in that way, I can keep fucking his ass throughout the night. I guess you won't get to sleep that much tonight buddy!"

Lukie ruffled the kid's hair, while he continued to suck my cock down his still small and constricting throat for twenty more minutes. With all the practice he had had, he did manage to keep pressing his nose in my crotch. I could see my hairs going up his nostrils, and when I was finally ready I used both of my hands to press his head as deep on my cock as it could go and unloaded my cum and then piss straight to his stomach. After licking my dick clean, the kid promptly thanked me.

I left for my room while Lukie helped the bound kid to his feet, put his arm around his shoulders and walked with him to his bedroom. Although I went to my room, it was still early so I decided to watch the video currently being streamed from the kid's room before going to sleep.

"I think it's better if you take off your shorts and briefs. Can you do that with your hands tied like that?"

"Perfect! Then you can come to bed with me kid. Let's cuddle," he instructed the kid while taking off his own remaining clothes.

"What is that covering your wiener and balls, boy? Is that tape over them? They look rather squashed. Do you want me to take it off?"

"Hmmm, my friends put it on umm because umm I asked them to. I… I would like to keep it on, if… if that's ok with you, sir?"

After his stay with Ben I hadn't been surprised when the brothers started to insist on him taping over his little dick and balls to hide them from their view whenever they were using him. None of them, like myself, had any interest in that part of his body, they were no use to us apart from as another site to punish the little slut when he was bad. The concept that he would have to piss in his water bottle only and keep drinking his pee to open space for more was also implemented by the boys. Over time they came up with an even more restrictive rule for the tape than they had for the butt plug. They decided that during the school week they should be covered virtually twenty four hours a day. He could lift part of the tape (but not completely remove it) when he needed to take a leak. He had to peel it from one corner at the top and raise just one side until he could pull his little head clear so he could pee. He then had to press the tape back down hard. The next time he had to peel the other side away and repeat the process. He was restricted to two pees a day because if he peeled the same side twice then the tape didn't stick back properly.. He was only allowed to fully remove the tape when he washed himself in the morning. Immediately after drying when I had done my inspection he had to immediately re-tape his privates. I could tell he was very frightened of the boys' threats as he chose to use several layers to ensure his little privates remained covered the whole day and did not earn him punishments for any unwanted exposure.

My morning inspections allowed me to monitor the effect of the tape and initially he did again start to develop rashes and bruises on his little dicklet and the skin of his scrotum. Fortunately with plenty of ointment and iced water treatment I was able to stop them developing to the serious state they had when he had stayed with Ben. Initially I let his privates dangle freely at weekends when he wasn't seeing the boys.

After a while his little genitals stopped reacting badly to the tape, so, alongside his water bottle rule, I decided to include this 'tape the worm' practice in his daily routine even when the boys were not taking him. I believe this made things much easier for the slut as he would never get confused and break the boys' rules by accident. So even when he wasn't being used by them, he had to keep pissing in his water bottle every day and had to permanently keep his privates taped and covered.

As I said before despite the boys' ridicule of his circumcised genitals they appeared to me average sized for a ten year old boy. I never did anything like measure him at that time, although the boys' description of it being like a worm was an exaggeration. His balls were pea sized and had not dropped at this stage and were still in a tight little sac. To help prevent confusion in his head I also started to remark, when I was treating them, on how small and disappointing they were and it was best to keep them covered. I can also say, despite being covered in tape, it didn't stop them being an easy, silent, painful way to get the boy's attention.

Lukie had been surprised to see the tape but like me and the boys had no interest in that particular area so was more than happy to leave them covered. He was clearly only interested in the other of the slut's attributes that he hadn't used so far this evening. So as they got in bed, my friend started to feel up the little fag's backside.

"Oh wow, your ass feels amazing. But there are lots of marks on your body kid. Are those from when you are a bad boy and need to be punished?

"Do you feel that I need to punish you for being a bad boy, kid?" Lukie asked while caressing the small globes which I had warmed up less than an hour ago.

"I… If… If you t-think I deserve it sir?" quavered the little boy, which was as far as he dared go to try and avoid further punishment but he was out of luck with nice Lukie tonight.

"Oh yeah, I think you've been a bad, bad boy. You keep teasing me with that ass of yours, and now I think you need to be spanked."

My drunken friend apparently wanted to give the kid the pain his young twisted mind so deeply desired, just so the slut would also enjoy their night together. I was pleased my mate had clearly been convinced by what I had told him about the slut's desires during our earlier conversation. Even though the kid hadn't actually ever said anything about this need and desire to be hurt, I knew that deep down he really enjoyed his punishments.

"I… I am sorry sir," the contrite sounding kid whimpered at the declaration that he was being a bad boy.

Lukie positioned the kid on his chest and belly on the bed, adding a pillow below his waist to lift the ass that would soon be receiving another well deserved spanking. He placed himself on his knees, just in-between the slut's own knees, in a perfect position to spank him, and then he began. The slut started to cry, but quietly, as he knew the correct way to take his punishments was in silence. Lukie was spanking the kid using a lot more force than I expected, perhaps he hadn't managed to calibrate his own strength, being drunk and horny as he was. Once he was satisfied, he pressed his hard-on over the kid's plugged ass and started to address him.

"Oh boy, my hand is killing me. Do you see how red my palm is now? Well, I can guarantee that your butt is even redder. But I think that should keep you happy for now."

"You're welcome buddy! Let me take this plug out of your ass now." Plop! "Oh yeah kid, your asshole is already lubed up! And your friends' cum is leaking out of there. Hold on, let me push it back inside so you don't lose it."

He started to collect the leaking cum with his dick and forced it back inside the kid's hole. And as I also frequently do, he used the boys's cum as lube to insert his cock into the slut's hole.

"I see some of their cum is on the plug, I expect you wanna lick it clean so you don't lose any? Or would you prefer to suck on it?"

"Yeah I bet you would rather suck on it. I know that you will be able to take it to the root, as I know you are used to sucking on bigger cocks than this, including mine."

He then forced the whole dirty plastic cock into the kid's mouth, leaving only the enlarged base outside.

"Well, I promised your daddy that I would keep your ass stuffed with my cock all night long, and I always try to keep my promises."

He then started to force his cock deeper into the inviting hole. Now he was again spooning the kid with them both facing the hidden camera, so I could see on their faces the different expressions of their feelings: the absolute pleasure on one contrasting with the grimaces of pain on the other. He continued to drive his cock in, only stopping when it was fully embedded in the slut's body. And then he started to fuck him, gently in the beginning but progressively faster and harder.

Eventually he readjusted their positions to be able to go in deeper, and had the kid on his knees with his ass up and head buried in a pillow. Lukie placed one of his hands between the kid's shoulder blades and forced him downwards while the other hand was holding the slut's hip, until he started slapping that gorgeous red ass. He also used his knees to force the kid's legs to open wider, and this allowed him to pound the small ass even deeper, I imagine much more forcefully than he would ever have had the guts to do with his wife, or with any girl for that matter. Lukie obviously wanted to enjoy this for as long as he could, so whenever he felt he was about to cum he would just slow down or even rest for a few minutes, but always keeping his cock inside the crying child.

And finally, after more than forty minutes, he came deep inside the bound slut's ass and readjusted their positions so the kid was once again the small spoon, both facing the camera while they went to sleep. The boy continued to silently cry, but did remember to thank his man for giving him some extra cum although it was hard to make out the words due to the butt plug gag.

Lukie fell asleep almost immediately still keeping his cock inside the kid's ass, as promised. The kid remained awake and crying in pain. I went to sleep soon after Lukie and it was not until the next morning I saw that the kid had stayed awake and kept crying for more than another two hours, until he did finally manage to get some sleep. Unfortunately for him, approximately half an hour after he dropped off Lukie's cock started to grow in his ass and he was awoken by the painful sensation. My mate was aware enough of it to start fucking him again although he didn't really seem to wake up. This time he took it a lot more gently, probably dreaming he was having sex with his wife and the need to be considerate of his lover. There were no pauses this time so despite the more gentle rhythm after about 20 minutes he came once again inside the slut. Don't ask me how, but Lukie never opened his eyes and could well have been asleep throughout the fuck, even with the kid's bound hands repeatedly touching his abs. I guess he was still in a pretty inebriated condition?

Even asleep he didn't remove his cock from its new home as promised. This time the kid managed to get to sleep quicker and enjoyed almost two hours of uninterrupted rest before being once again awoken by what was clearly another hard-on. Luckily for him my buddy wasn't aroused by it this time so he wasn't fucked, just had to lie there impaled by Lukie's sword until the erection subsided. The slut was disturbed another couple of times but it wasn't until almost three hours later that Lukie woke up to the amazing feeling of his cock engulfed by the kid's ass. He started to get hard and decided to fuck the kid awake, but went for a quickie this time. He jetted his cum in no more than ten minutes, still keeping the slut plugged.

"Oh, how silly of me, let me take the plug out of your mouth so you can answer me."

"Oh well, it's time to wake up. But I really need to take a leak now. And since my cock is still in there, I wonder if you would like me to pee inside your ass?"

If this took you by surprise (as it certainly did me), you should have seen the kid's face! I immediately thought this unusual request would serve as a good test to see how far the slut was willing to go to comply with my orders.

"Really? No I've never done it to anyone else either. I just read about it somewhere, so it will be a first for us both. Ok, let's see how it goes but I bet a depraved slut like you will love it."

His voluminous morning piss went on for a long time, straight into the kid's bowels. I hoped there wasn't too much alcohol still in it, I didn't want the little fag doing his chores under the influence this morning.

"Keep your ass shut until I get your butt plug back in place? After that, can you do me a favor and clean my cock for me?"

The boy was quickly replugged and started to lick Lukie's cock clean. After licking and sucking the cock dry he thanked the man once again and they both appeared to be ready for breakfast! The boy started to look a bit uncomfortable, perhaps from the excess of piss in his ass.

I think you will already have guessed from all of the slut's answers that he was instructed not to contradict or deny our visitor in any way.

"So tied up it is! Let me put your briefs and shorts back on, just to help keep your plug in place, I see it's trying to escape. And I can help you with your breakfast, don't worry."

He then put on his own boxers and once again with his arm around the kid's shoulders they started to walk together to the kitchen, but the kid suddenly stalled. He was pressing his tied hands hard on his butt plug and twisting his feet awkwardly. Lukie noticed that as well.

The kid remained silent, clearly unable to think what to say that wouldn't go against my instructions, but I could see that Lukie knew what the matter was. He looked a bit disappointed, but he continue to address the kid in his tender fashion.

"It's ok, I just thought you would be able to hold it for longer but… Never mind, I'll help you with that now. And don't worry, I see that you can't clean yourself with your hands that way but I'll help you with that as well, after you finish. Just come with me."

They walked together to the main bathroom. I was not happy with that, the kid had clear orders to do anything Lukie wanted and keep him happy, so why was he asking to get rid of the piss in his ass so soon? He obviously knew it was wrong. I would have to find a suitable way to punish him for this fault later, I thought. As I was thinking about that I heard them flushing the toilet, and they soon resumed their walk to the kitchen, for breakfast.

"What do you want to eat today Finn?" He asked the kid, but I joined them at that moment and answered the question before the kid could.

I took his bowl, added two scoops of oats and started to piss on it, stirring it with my cock before putting it in front of the kid, and he licked my cock clean and thanked me as usual.

"Oh, I see that your arms are still tied up kid. How are you going to eat this way?" I asked, but Lukie smirked.

"Well, I kind of promised that I would help him eat his breakfast. It's the least I can do, you know. He did everything I wanted all night long. And never complained! Open up kid, let me spoon-feed it to you."

"Yeah, he can be a good boy when he tries and remembers to do what he is told," I said with an emphasis on the last few words.

The kid looked guilty clearly thinking about what had just happened. I let him stew for a bit before I let him off the hook.

"You know if he really was good last night and you want to give him a real treat he would much prefer to eat his oatmeal off your dick rather than off a spoon."

I half-smiled in the slut's direction and winked at him. Luke asked him if he would like that. Finn would have agreed to my suggestion anyway but obviously felt so relieved to think I was satisfied with his performance so he quickly agreed that he would really like that. So while I prepared some eggs and bacon for myself and Lukie, he got on his knees while my mate used his cock to scoop up the oatmeal and shove it in the slut's eager mouth. While feeding the kid, my mate relived their night in detail (at least as much as he could remember) and continued his tale even while we ate our own breakfast. He hadn't finished feeding all the oatmeal before he was hard and decided he needed the kid to get him off again. By the time he had deposited another load of cum in the slut's stomach our breakfast was ready so he settled down to eat his own breakfast while the kid suckled on his cock. I was sure I heard a hint of disappointment when Lukie briefly mentioned their pissing experience.

The kid, of course, stayed there watching us eating and waiting for us to finish. His face was a real mess with dried oatmeal on it which had also dripped down onto his chest and the floor. Cocks are not as suitable for feeding as spoons. I berated the kid for being such a messy eater and made him lick up the oatmeal that had dropped on the floor. Lukie and I smiled as he struggled to lick it up with his hands tied behind him.

Finally Lukie looked at his watch and said, "Well, I think I should get going. I just need to take a shower first do you mind?" He clearly had no interest in feeding the slut the rest of his oatmeal. Perhaps the way the fag had let him down had finally got to him.

"Not at all, go ahead. While you shower I will get Finn started on the rest of the housecleaning."

"Ok kid, it sounds as if you did good overnight," I half lied. "You can go and clean the apartment now, start with the living room. Do you have something to say?"

"I don't think so son, you can take your shower while cleaning the main bathroom ok? Oh, but you can have a pee if you want. Here's your water bottle for you. Hold on, it's already full, you'll have to drink it up first."

I held the bottle up to his lips and tipped it up and squeezed, forcing him to swallow quickly if he was not to make a mess which he had learned previously was a very bad idea. When he had gulped the contents down as he had peeled down both sides from the top yesterday, this time I ripped the tape from the bottom upwards. He squealed as it tore over his little scrotum and I pushed his little dicklet into the hole. After he had his pee I closed the bottle and pressed the tape hard against his crotch once again, squeezing his balls in the process. Once I was satisfied it should stay stuck I pulled up his briefs and shorts and he was ready to go!

As you might have noticed, he still had his hands tied behind his back. When I asked him if he had something to say, I was expecting the kid to ask me to untie his hands so he could do his housework, but I guess he was feeling really dirty, probably still with some piss inside his ass, so this had taken precedent in his childish mind. After I had put his once again full water bottle back in his room and rejoined him in the living room, he had realized he should have asked me to untie him, and he was trying to get my attention, but I just ignored him. And as I didn't give him permission to speak, he didn't. I wondered if he would try and suck on my toe as he did for Ben and now the brothers. It was not something I had implemented at home although I did get him to thank me sometimes by licking my feet. Anyway, I was wearing slippers this morning so he wouldn't have managed to suck on my toe, even if he had tried.

The little fag was starting to get a bit desperate, as he knew he needed to start working soon not only because I had told him to but he knew he would need to finish if he was to have any hope of receiving something for lunch even if it was only the half finished bowl of oatmeal from breakfast. He should have realized it was very unlikely that he would have time to have lunch today. That was one of the things that was really cute about the kid, his perpetual optimism despite all his experience. He was starting work later than usual, so the chances that he would manage to catch up in time for lunch were remote. And I wasn't in the mood to prepare a late lunch just for him. It would feel wrong to reward him when he was clearly being lazy, and I was still secretly mad at him for his earlier reaction to my friend's piss in his ass.

I was about to let him speak, but then he appeared to get an idea, He quickly scooted to the cleaning cabinet and came back with a feather duster in his mouth! The rubbery handle was not that big, so he managed to keep more than half of it inside his mouth, and was biting on the thing to avoid letting it get too deep and push against his throat. It was really amusing to see him dusting the living room this way, so I decided to let him continue on this task for a while.

He was still dusting the space when Lukie came out of the bathroom in his boxers carrying the rest of his clothes. My friend started to get hard again at the view of the little slut bending his only short clad body to clean the tv cabinet, with the duster handle stuffed his mouth. He then moved over to the kid and grasping him by the hips, pressed his covered hard-on against the plugged ass. He stood there rubbing his cock in-between those mounds. The kid started when he was grabbed swallowing more of the handle in his mouth, but otherwise managed to stay put.

"Well kid, it was really nice to stay with you last night, and I hope you liked it too. But now I need to leave, so I will need to take my belt back."

With that Lukie untied the slut's hands and slapped his covered ass once more before putting his jeans and shirt back on and finally leaving, with promises to return soon. Of course the slut thanked Lukie for the slap, but it was difficult to understand it perfectly with the duster still protruding from his mouth. Later he continued to clean the house, now on his knees and with his standard brush and dustpan. From time to time his expressions indicated that he was suffering from cramps, probably due to the remaining liquid stored in his bowels. But he would have to clean my bedroom, bathroom and office before he would be allowed to release whatever was filling his hole and he would then be allowed to have his strip-wash to clean his dirty and slutty body.

Chapter 13

This year the brothers would be celebrating their 17th and 15th birthday with an even bigger party than last year. As Christian was graduating from high school and was going to college in the autumn, this would likely be the last birthday the two brothers would celebrate together. And Christian had plans to travel with a couple of his closest school mates at the start of the summer break, so it was seen as a sort of going-away party as well. Their birthday was actually on the Wednesday but the party would be happening on the following Saturday evening.

I released Finn from most of his housecleaning tasks over that weekend (but he would need to work harder the following week to compensate), as he was going to be spending twenty four hours with them. At the boys' request I made him set his alarm so he could get up early and after a strip wash he came to my room for his inspection and to give me a blowjob and drink my morning piss without me having to get out of bed. Well he was the one going to a party not me. He then ate his usual breakfast which I had prepared the night before and left the apartment early Saturday morning to meet them.

He arrived at their place just before seven, the apartment was in silence, indicating that they were all still asleep, but the boys had left the front door unlocked so their slut could let himself in. He entered and silently crept into Christian's bedroom where I could see the naked body of the toned stud sleeping under just a thin bedsheet.

Following his previous orders, he took off his own shirt, gently got on the bed and started to suck on the now definitely man-sized cock in front of him. Nowadays the boy's dick must have been 18 cm [7"] long, but the slut was used to deep-throating mine and Lukie's thicker and longer cocks, so this was no real challenge to him by now.

"Uhhh, it's you fag. Morning," Christian said, and soon started to force his cock deep inside the slut's mouth and throat, skull fucking him and eventually making him drink his cum and morning piss.

"Go and wake up my bro, and be quick, I want you back here before my parents wake up."

The bare chested slut crossed the corridor quietly and opened the door to Jonas' bedroom. The 15 year old stud was sleeping in the same way as his bro, naked and covered only by a thin bedsheet. The slut climbed on the bed and started to suck the only slightly shorter cock. As he was sucking, the boy woke up and forced it deeper into the slutty throat. Jonas was also quick to release his cum and piss in the fag's stomach, so the slut thanked his man, excused himself and went back to Christian's room to start his ordeal. This year despite his perpetual optimism I don't think he could have had any illusions that he was there to enjoy the party and partake in the goodies.

The kid nodded his head, knowing that the brothers hated hearing his voice now almost as much as Ben did.

"Good because you won't be getting any more to eat or drink before you go home. Well, we will keep giving you our cum and piss, of course."

The kid started to shiver but didn't dare to speak without being allowed to. He now knew for certain that his oatmeal was the last bit of food he was going to be getting for the next twenty four hours at least.

"Ok fag, take the dirty socks out of my sneakers over there, yeah the smelly ones. Put them in your mouth and tape it shut. Now, come here and massage my back and neck for me."

Christian and Jonas had started to have the slut massaging their bodies occasionally, a few months ago (but Ben was still not interested in having the fag touching his body). He had been massaging the stud for over twenty minutes when his brother entered the bedroom.

"All right, get off of me fag. Take off the rest of your clothes and put them in your backpack, your shoes and socks as well. Right, now let's get you ready for the day! Open my closet door, fag."

The trembling kid must have remembered his previous year's ordeal but still opened the closet door immediately as ordered. There in the middle he saw a traffic cone, probably the same one that was there last year but now it had a larger silicone cock-shaped butt plug attached to it. This plug had a wired control linked to it, so I guessed it was probably a vibrator as well. I could see the pulley on the ceiling with the rope hanging from it. The kid started to sob, despite the gag plugging his mouth.

The teen picked up some ropes and started to tie the kid's arms behind his head, using once again a wooden broom handle to keep the slut's elbows spread wide open.

Christian removed the plug and motioned for the kid to get on his knees. He complied swiftly and Christian started to tie the kneeling child's ankles to his thighs, and added another piece of wood to keep his knees apart. They tied the rope hanging from the pulley to the slut's wrists and the broom handle. Then Jonas picked him up by his armpits and Christian started to lube his hole before moving to the new dildo.

While Jonas continued to hold the bound kid Christian took the loose end of the rope and started to pull, lifting the child above the dildo. Jonas oriented it under the kid's hole and Christian started to slowly impale the slut. He was crying hard now, but, again, it was not the end of the world, my cock was both longer and thicker than this one. It was perhaps just slightly longer than Christian's one, so the kid had no real reason to cry like that. Maybe the position was a bit uncomfortable to take the plastic cock to the root? But still, it sounded rather exaggerated to me. Once the cock was almost fully in, Christian tied the rope like last year and then, as before, attached dumbbells to the kid's bound legs. It was like this had become part of the boys' birthday tradition. I thought it was really nice of them to include the slut in their celebration in such a personal way.

Once finished, they stood back and admired their work as the extra weight caused the rest of the dildo to slowly impale the fag's ass fully. They laughed at the view while the slut continued to cry the whole time. Jonas also took a photo of the fag with his cellphone but soon got annoyed by the noise level.

"Ok fag, I already told you to be quiet but it seems that you don't want to listen to me. I cannot punish you right now as our parents are still sleeping but you will get what you deserve later today. So I suggest that you stop with the noise right now or it will be even worse for you."

"That's better," said Christian. "Let me select my clothes for the party so I don't need to see your face during the day. Right! I think I will sleep some more, I could use an extra hour as I was woken so early. What about you, bro?" Christian turned off the closet's lights and closed the door while talking to Jonas.

"Same here bro. See ya!" Jonas said and exited his brother's room. Before going back to sleep, Jonas sent the photo of their fag to the group they shared with Ben, who later replied with the devil emoji, and Christian replied with the LOL emoji after waking up. And that was it. The kid remained there for most of the day in complete darkness and in silence.

The boys woke up again an hour or so later, put on some shorts and went shirtless to have breakfast with their parents. They then went back into their rooms and chilled while checking on their phones and watching TV. Still shirtless they had lunch with their parents, took a quick nap after lunch and went downstairs to hang out with friends by the pool. It was not only in appearance and personality that those brothers were similar, their habits were almost exactly the same, as I could compare by the footage from both of their bedrooms.

They came back home together at four, having taken a shower in the locker room, and were soon chilling again while texting in their secret group.

Ben

Did you turn that

thing on already?

Christian

Oh shit, we forgot that!

Hang on, let me do it now.

He opened the closet door and turned on the light. The fag blinked his eyes at the sudden light and looked frightened but was no longer crying. Christian didn't make eye contact with him and just quickly turned the dildo on, turning off the light and shutting the door quickly. But the slut started to moan again and this irritated Christian. He once more opened the door to the closet and turned the lights on, slapped the fag's face hard and put his face close to the slut's, stared into his eyes and spoke in a very threatening manner.

"My brother already told you twice, so this is the last time I will say this to you fag. Shut your fucking mouth, now!"

He turned off the lights and closed the now silent fag inside the closet once again. Their parents left to organize things at six, but the boys only needed to be at the party by seven. Jonas mentioned on the group that he had to punish the fag for making too much noise earlier and asked for some ideas. They reasoned that he was a fag, and was never going to use his little dickie as a man, so they settled for a belting, focusing on the fag's abs, taped groin and thighs.

"Ok fag, earlier I told you to be quiet but you kept making those faggy noises. Now I will give you a reason to really cry."

The boy then thrashed the fag who started to cry even louder than before. Even though he was well gagged I could hear why the boy had waited until his parents had left the apartment. The slut had become very proficient at taping himself over the last nine months and even after this severe belting he received, his privates were still covered, although the lower part of the arrangement had come a bit loose.

Before leaving, Christian asked the fag if he wanted to pee, and he signaled he did.

He nodded his head again. Christian went to the kid's backpack, unscrewed the top, pulled the tape back and forced the fag's sore dick in and he started to piss. I had made the kid empty it before he went over as I wasn't sure what the brothers would want and reckoned they would have plenty of piss if they wanted it filled.

The boys dressed up for their party and left at seven. As the party went on Christian got a bit tipsy, his friends had been giving him alcohol and he wasn't yet used to drinking that much. I was idly keeping an eye on the party as there was nothing to see or hear from the fag. His high school friend Derek, who was one of the boys he was going traveling with, asked him if he had found his watch, as he thought he had left it at Christian's home the last time he visited, for one of their school projects.

"Oh yeah bro, it's on my nightstand, I keep forgetting to bring it to school for you. Go and pick it up, the door is unlocked."

Stupid boy, I thought. He was running a real risk of revealing their well kept secret to another boy. But what I was mainly worried about was that the slut would try and seduce Derek, if he got the opportunity. Derek was a muscular short haired blond stud, and he was almost a year older than Christian as were most of the boys in their class. The stud did exactly as Christian had said, entering the unlocked apartment and going straight to Christian's bedroom to pick up his watch. But as he found the watch on the nightstand, he heard a muffled sound coming from the closet. He was curious, no-one should be there, the house was supposed to be empty. Perhaps a hidden thief? The stud grabbed Christian's skateboard to hit the potential thief with and cautiously opened the closet door. He was initially shocked with what he saw, but the drunken fellow soon started to laugh at the view of a naked, bound small boy mounted on the top of a traffic cone.

"I think I know you fag, from school. Don't you go to our school? Well, let's see what Chris has to say about this." He started to write a text message to Christian.

Derek

Hey man, you didn't tell me

you had a pet fag (photo)

Christian

Wait for me. Coming to you.

"Hey bro, relax. You said my watch was here so I came to pick it up. But then I heard some noises from the closet and found your fag. I think I know him from school…"

"Fuck man, I forgot that the fag was here. You have to swear to me that you will not tell the others about him, or I could be in deep shit."

"Relax man, I'm not gonna rat you out. We are bros, remember? But you know, I could use a fag right now, after that bitch broke up with me. Would you consider sharing?"

"Right bro, sorry about that. Well, sure you can fuck him. Just, don't be gentle with him ok, we've put a lot of effort in training him to be afraid of us."

"Shit, why can't I keep my big mouth shut? Ok, it's my brother and one of his mates, the three of us have been sharing the fag for nearly two years now. Hold on, I think I need to tell the others that you found him."

Christian

Hey guys, this is URGENT.

Derek came to my room to pick up

something that he forgot here last week

and found the fag in the closet.

Now he wants to fuck him.

What do you say?###

Ben

Fuck man, I say he HAS to use

the fag. This way we

will be sure he will keep

his mouth shut.###

Jonas

Agree. Let him fuck the fag.

We were about to take him

out of there anyway, right?.###

Christian

The stupid fag was moaning in the

closet, and that's how Derek discovered

him there.

I will take him out just so we

can fuck him but I think I will

put him back there all night

long to punish him. Agree?###

Ben

Fucking faggot. Agree.

Coming to fuck him 2.###

Jonas

Agree. With the gf now.

Coming 2u quick as I can get away.###

Christian opened the closet door, turned on the lights and started to pull on the rope, lifting the fag from his plug, that was still buzzing away. He just let go of the rope which dropped the kid on the floor hard, turned the dildo off and connected it to a power cable to recharge.

"Shit bro, that thing is the size of my cock. And he had it in him like it was nothing."

"Yeah bro, he is a total fag. We've had that thing in him since eight in the morning, more than twelve hours already." Christian said as he pulled the tape off the fag's mouth.

The sad little boy opened his mouth which must have been really dry as he hadn't had anything to drink since my piss early in the morning. His little tongue poked out and wiped across his lips but there was no sign of moisture. But I was sure this problem would be solved very soon! They carried the bound fag to Christian's bed and placed him over it face down.

"You fuck his ass bro, he's already lubed up. I'll skull fuck him." Christian grabbed the fag's hair as he knelt on his bed and lifted the kid's head toward his cock, forcefully inserting it as deep as he could go, causing the boy to surprisingly gag on it. His friend was impressed by the aggressiveness and not wanting to be outdone went in the ass with a similar force.

Christian removed his cock and slapped the slut's face with it. And than he tightened his grip on the kid's hair with his right hand and pulled it hard, forcing the head back, making the slut arch his back painfully. They kept eye contact for some seconds as the stud barked his order.

The kid promptly opened his mouth, and the stud started to hawk up a big mouthful of saliva and mucus that he then spat inside the slut's mouth, quickly reinserting his cock in the now more inviting hole.

The two older teens quickly got into a quick pace fucking the fag, synchronizing their thrusts so that the kid's body was compressed as it was impaled by their knobs from both ends at the same time. Just a few minutes later Ben joined them.

The duo continued to fuck the fag with full force even during this short introduction.

"Shit bro, his back has all of those marks, like he was whipped or something. And his butt is deep red. Oh, but it feels so nice around my shaft, bro."

"Yeah, the fag keeps disobeying us, so we have to spank him to show him who is in charge."

Derek continued to forcefully fuck the kid, and as he was probably hornier, he unloaded first, being quickly replaced by Ben. Christian was only a few seconds later, but as always he had the fag drink his piss and clean his cock before he released the slut's hair. His friend was amused by that.

"Nice touch bro! Is it okay to get him to clean my cock for me? And can I piss down his throat too?"

Christian and Derek swapped places on the bed and the new boy forced the slut to clean his cock, that had only two minutes before been fucking his sluttish ass. As he finished with a piss down the fag's throat, Ben started to spank the child's red ass while aggressively fucking it and this produced some moans from the fag. But, as you know, Ben didn't like to hear the fag's voice or sounds.

The slut tried to comply but with Ben's forceful fuck and the continuing hard spanks on his really sore cheeks happening at the same time, he would occasionally let some squeaks and moans escape from his now empty mouth. As if in answer to Ben's wish, Jonas arrived at that moment to solve the problem.

"Sure bro." And Jonas climbed on the bed, grabbed the slut's hair and started to face fuck the fag. The younger teens unloaded at the same time. The slightly tipsy Ben, not wanting to wait, decided to piss in the fag's ass, as the mouth was occupied cleaning Jonas' cock and swallowing his piss.

All the boys laughed hard at Ben's comment. As he was dragged off the bed so he could clean Ben's cock, he clenched his bum muscles hard, clearly terrified of disobeying Ben and making a mess in Christian's room. Once Ben was satisfied with the cleanliness of his cock, Christian took control of the situation.

They picked the fag up between them and carried him back into the closet, this time lining his ass up over the cone and just dropping him down stuffing his ass on the plug, trapping Ben's piss even deeper in his bowels. It clearly hurt as he had been squeezing his hole shut to stop making a mess and it was forced open sharply by his fall.

I'm sure you will remember he didn't cope well when Lukie had pissed in his butt on his second visit right? Luckily for the slut, in his present situation, this had not been the only occasion he got to enjoy that experience! My mate kept his promise and had been coming back at least twice a month since that visit to use the fag, always repeating this morning pissy enema. As I told you, I was very unhappy by the little slut's reaction on that first time, so even before Lukie came back I'd started to train him to do better, so he wouldn't disappoint my buddy again, specially after seeing how much pleasure the kid got from it.

Initially as he had for Lukie, the slut barely managed to keep my piss in his ass for five minutes before getting a desperate urge to relieve his bowels. In those early days of his endurance training, the maximum I could force him to hold my morning piss (by taping his plug in place and ordering him to stop complaining) was eleven minutes. After that I would start to notice some liquid escaping from the sides of his plug particularly when he had to move. Of course I had to punish him for his lack of commitment, but I must confess I had very limited knowledge on the subject. So after a couple of weeks of having to punish him every day and with only minimal improvement in his performance, I went online to check what to do, and what I discovered is that the urge to expel the liquid is an automatic body reflex. And it appears that the amount of time that it can be held inside is inversely proportional to the volume of liquid pumped in. My morning piss was certainly a huge volume compared with his daily enemas. I did some tests using his enema kit, with different volumes, and found out that for lower amounts, like 10 cl [3.4 fl oz(US)], within a couple of weeks he was able to keep the liquid inside for almost one hour! Of course, those extended periods had some consequences, like the cramps he felt from the residual liquid left inside after his first experience with Lukie. As I am sure you would expect from me, I was not satisfied with that and have continued, with Lukie's help, to extend the time and amount of piss while encouraging the slut to carry on with his other duties while plugged.

But this was the first time, at least to my knowledge, that one of the boys did it to him, probably due to the fact that they were all a bit drunk. What a lucky slut, I thought that we had trained him beforehand. I hate to think what the teens' reaction might have been if he had reacted like he used to in those early days. I hoped the slut was finally appreciative of all my hard work but I had my doubts. As the other boys held him in place with the plug rooted in his ass, avoiding any spillage, Christian picked up an extra pair of funky socks to gag his mouth alongside the previous pair. I guess following on the slut's failure to obey their commands to keep quiet he was trying to stuff his mouth even more to muffle any possible noises and to ensure he wasn't disturbed during the night. Ben started to adjust the rope and Jonas adjusted the weights on his legs. Team work, I thought. After Christian taped the gag in place I was pleased to see he was taping around the new butt plug as well. Hopefully that would ensure there would be no leakage. I was sure any mess in his closet would not be acceptable to him.

"Right fag, we were going to be nice to you and let you sleep on the floor like last year but you really fucked up big this time. Derek found out about you from the noises you were making in here after we had ordered you several times to keep your mouth shut. And now we need to punish you for your disobedience. You will have to stay like that all night long. I will only release you when I wake up in the morning. And you better be quiet this time, or we will have to add some extra punishments. Ok, guys let's go back to the party."

Christian turned the dildo on, the lights off, closed the closet door and the boys finally went back for the end of their party. I saw that they had added Derek to their fag chat group, and the newbie had replied with an eggplant emoji. Jonas sent some GIFs with Finn being fucked at both ends, some showing his red plump ass and his facial contortions in pain, but apart from some other emojis that came as replies, there were no further interactions on the group chat.

The boy managed to stay silent for a bit, but I could soon hear sobs despite the supergag. Luckily there were no boys there to hear his forbidden complaints. But I knew he was not complying with their orders, so I made a mental note to punish him on their behalf.

The brothers and Ben got back around 1am, undressed and went straight to bed, ignoring the fag bound securely in his place. By that time he had grown silent, and apart from the occasional moan, the only sounds coming from the closet were from his stomach (or maybe his bowels) which growled and gurgled on and off throughout the night.

Around seven the growls had got louder and more frequent, and this woke up his babysitter. The boy looked really annoyed at this and climbed out of bed clearly ready to go and punish the fag, but when he opened the closet door he looked shocked by what he saw.

The slut was as white as a sheet and although his eyes were open, appeared not to be focusing. Fortunately there hadn't been any leakage, probably due to the new much longer and thicker plug so deeply inserted in his immobilized body and the extra tape. Christian removed the new plug from the traffic cone and then the fag from the harness, untied his limbs and un-gagged his mouth before ensuring the plug and the tape were still in place. He sounded concerned when he addressed the slut.

"T-toilet," was the only word the barely conscious slut managed to stutter. Christian quickly carried the child's floppy body to the bathroom, sat him on the toilet before he removed the plug, letting loose a torrent of liquid from the kid's bowels. After a further ten minutes of just sitting there, every minute or so involuntarily squirting out another blast of the dirty solution, the kid appeared to recover his senses a bit and started to cry, really loudly. Christian hissed at him to be quiet, and even slapped his face to try and bring him back under control but it didn't have the desired effect. The kid was completely unresponsive just continuing to wail. The teen had to think fast, otherwise the fag might wake his parents, so he shoved the new larger dirty plug into the kid's mouth and down his throat. The wails were now at least muffled and he picked the slut up, put him in the shower and turned the water on. I am not sure how aware the slut was but this must have been his first warm shower in over a year. This appeared to have the desired effect and the fag got his noise under control. Once the kid became calmer, the stud replugged him wiped him down with a towel, another treat, and brought him back to his bedroom. He then proceeded to give him, paraphrasing Derek, the standard 'pet fag' treatment.

"Right, drink your piss from the bottle and get on your knees to suck me. Then you take your bag, go to my bro's bedroom, suck both of them dry and get out of here, before my parents wake up."

When he remembered to thank Christian, Ben and Jonas for his new butt plug after slurping down all of their morning cum and piss I knew he was alright. Sadly, from Christian's scared reaction, I suspected that he was sure to talk with the other boys to avoid something like that happening again. So as I feared the boys would be no further help in training the slut to receive piss in his ass anymore. It's a shame I couldn't explain they had just left it in too long and that was the only reason he had reacted like that but it wasn't the sort of conversation I could have with Christian.

When he arrived home I had him tell me all about his day and night with the boys before allowing him to finally go and take a piss in his bottle. As he had already showered at Christian's, there was no need to waste extra water on him that day. The kid told me that he didn't manage to sleep at all after Ben pissed in his ass. The extra liquid provoked bad cramps all night long, and he couldn't even moan from the added pain, as he was instructed to remain silent. But as you know, this order was not followed strictly, as just some minutes after the boys had left he had started to plead for someone to help him through his gag. In addition to his sleep deprivation, the kid was starving. So after I showered and he had done some of the cleaning he had got out of the day before I fed him his usual breakfast.

I decided that although he hadn't follow their orders to the letter, he had shown some strength, as he had managed to keep the liquid in his ass all night long. And I was really surprised he didn't piss himself while there. From his weakened look, added to what I had heard and watched I could clearly see how much he had suffered at the boys' hands, so I felt a bit sorry for him and was not too strict during my inspection of his house cleaning. I even let him have a break from it at lunchtime, so he could suck on my cock as part of his training. I only sent him back to cleaning the apartment after I finished eating and he had cleaned up my dishes.

As the lazy bitch had started late, he didn't manage to finish the house cleaning until about four. My sympathy for him got the better of me again and feeling extra generous that day, even though he didn't really deserve it, I spoiled him with a late lunch composed of some salad leaves with four cashew nuts. I had him on his knees wanking me off, with his lunch bowl on the floor, just in front of us, so I could provide him with some of my warm spunk as a dressing, because I knew how much he loved it.

After cumming over the bowl I gave him some piss from my cock as an appetizer and an extra glass of cold piss that I fetched from the fridge for him to drink while eating. After making him lick up some of my cum which had missed his bowl I let him eat his delicious lunch. He had to keep his hands behind his back and stay on his knees as he followed his bowl around the floor.

Afterwards I even allowed him to sit on the toilet to piss. I let him have this privilege occasionally at weekends when I decided there was too much piss building up for him to drink. I always thought it was more important for him to drink all of mine and waste some of his at those times. I even was kind enough to let him have a nap on his bedroom floor (I didn't feel it would be appropriate to let him sleep on his bed during the day), and he slept continuously until I gently kicked him awake after I had eaten my dinner so he could clear up. There were no leftovers and as he had only had his lunch a few hours earlier I reckoned his usual night-time cold piss smoothy was all he needed but I did given him a lemon for the vitamin C and to remind him of his special time with Ben last summer. After he ate it all he managed to sleep continuously (this time on his bed) until I had to wake him up Monday morning to skull fuck and then get him ready for school.

Chapter 14

A month after the brothers' birthday party I woke up feeling groggy and very disoriented. What happened yesterday? I couldn't remember. I picked up my phone and it was already past 9am, which was strange as I had always woken up at seven for years, no matter how late I went to bed. I suddenly remembered that today I was supposed to drive Anna to the airport. Her flight was at eight, so I had set the alarm for five. I sat up and called for her but there was no answer, so I guessed she had made her own way to the airport. But why didn't she wake me up? This was very strange! I heard the vacuum cleaner going which could only mean the kid was hoovering the apartment. That's right, from time to time, when he was a really good boy, I allowed him to use it and I remember telling him he could this week. It was useful to ensure it was still working fine. Well, I needed to get up, I thought. I went to wash my face but as I stood up I felt dizzy. I staggered towards my bathroom, but noticed something strange. Fuck! Almost all of Anna's clothes were gone! Also her shoes and as I checked more, her jewelry was missing as well. What the fuck was happening here? I looked round the bedroom and noticed a letter on my nightstand. I opened it.

It was a handwritten note from Anna. She started by telling me that she had grown to love her life and work abroad, and wanted to stay there, permanently. But she didn't want to take the kid with her. She finally admitted that she didn't like him (well, I had known for some time that she actually hated him). She didn't give any reasons, but as you know I suspected it had to do with her resentment that the kid delayed her career progression and possible partly blamed him for the break up with Matthias. She said that the boy was clearly very attached to me and I was so good at looking after him, so she wanted me to keep him! She had actually written that she would 'leave him to my care'. Then the bitch reminded me that I had been his legal guardian in her absence for over two years now. She mentioned that she was about to sell the properties her deceased parents had left her. She had already secretly liquidized all her assets in our country and transferred them to a new bank account based in the country she was moving to. She said she had not touched our joint account that we used for living expenses and she assured me that she would soon send me more funds to pay for the kid's education and upbringing. Fuck!

To be honest I had noticed that she had been acting strangely recently, more distant, during the short periods she had been here but I thought this was just a consequence of her parents' recent tragic death in a car accident. It had happened a month before the boys' birthday party. So with her work commitments, the funeral, which she had persuaded me that it would be better if the boy and I didn't attend, and dealing with their estate she had hardly been at home. Still I never had the slightest suspicion that the real reason was that she had found another dick to fuck her! That had to be the real reason right?

We still had a good sex life when she was here, at least from my point of view, so this was a bit hard for me to accept. Although when I thought about it I guess I should have been suspicious. She had always been as interested as me in sex, one of the things that had attracted her to me. I remembered how quickly she had linked up with me when Matthias had moved out. I had had the slut to take care of my needs during her many absences but I had never considered the possibility she would have found another source of satisfaction. Like Lukas I didn't consider it cheating, but sex with an adult was clearly different. I believed that the only reason she traveled was for work and to finish her studies. Well, today I had discovered that this was not the case.

I now remembered that she had insisted on us going to bed yesterday afternoon for sex which of course I had no objection to and afterwards she had got a drink for us both. I think the bitch must have drugged me, so I wouldn't notice that she was ditching me. And even worse, had left the little slut behind! Fuck, what was I going to do with him? Should I tell him? How? When? I decided to keep it to myself for the moment.

He was about to start his last month at school, before the summer vacation, and he had finally, fully recovered from his ordeal at the boys' birthday 'party'. It was already well past the time I usually gave him his breakfast, and it wasn't him that was responsible for it being late for a change. I decided it might be safer not to give him my piss today, as his bitchy mom had drugged me and some of it would surely still be in my body. Of course there was other piss around the place I could have used but I guess I might have been feeling a bit of sympathy for the slut, after all, his mother had deserted him as well as me.

"Hey kid, morning. Come here, let me get you something to eat. Would you like to have milk with your oats instead of my piss today boy?"

Nice reasoning kid, I thought, and went to prepare a more traditional oatmeal instead of his special formula. As it was late already, I decided to skip lunch and prepared more substantial breakfasts for both of us, adding an extra scoop of oats in his case.

The bare chested slut sat on his chair while waiting, obviously confused at this turn of events but seeming a bit too excited, I thought, at the prospect of receiving some different food today. I went to the fridge to pick up a glass of old piss, just so he would not be completely without the taste of me in this meal. On the way back to the stove I heard clearly the buzzing sound coming from the new dildo that was shaking his insides.

The boys had ordered him to make sure his dildo's battery was fully charged every morning and on weekdays they would turn it on while walking him to and from school. Apart from in school he had to keep it vibrating until the battery ran down. It was his responsibility to turn it on when he woke up at weekends. Since he wasn't allowed to take it out except for shitting, washing, cleaning it which he usually did with his mouth while being fucked, he needed to recharge the thing at night, while still being plugged by it. If you bother to read the user's manual, it was not really the recommended practice but unfortunately there was no other way. Therefore he had to sleep on his stomach with a power cord attached to it, as the battery was internal. He found this very hard to do, to start with, so I took pity on the boy, and helped him by keeping his hands and feet tied to his bed posts for the first week or so. It was the same as I did when he was recovering from the rashes on his dick (but this time he slept on his belly) until he got used to sleeping in this new position. The charging process did also heat up his insides all night long, nothing too serious that caused actual burns, but from what he told me, despite of course not being able to complain, I got the impression that the heat sensation got quite unpleasant at times. One of the penalties for being a slut, I thought.

After the breakfast I got us both back into our usual routine although as you can imagine I spent most of the day thinking about what this bombshell meant for the future, what I felt about the bitch leaving me and what I was going to do about the slut. I had said nothing to him and apparently when Jonas brought him back from school she had sent him straight to his room, saying I was tired and resting and told him he was not to come out until the next morning. This was I think the first time she had spoken to him for ages. She obviously wanted to have free run of the apartment as she packed up her stuff. The little fag had finished all his cleaning chores on Saturday, so I kept him in his standard punishment position on Sunday morning just to occupy his time and allow me the peace to make my plans.

I was still deep in thought when Christian called me, asking if Finn could come to a party. Well, from my spying on the boys I had known that they were planning another get together at the end of term, and the slut was to be the major attraction. He explained, although I already knew, that it was going to happen at his friend's house. It would be a last opportunity to say goodbye before he set off on his travels.

"On the Friday after school, and I can bring him back on Saturday after lunch. Is that ok?"

"Yeah, that's ok. I am sure Finn will love it! You have been so good to him and he is really going to miss you. It will mean so much that you want him at your last party. But listen, I am going to have a lot to do that weekend, so if you or your brother have time, could you please keep him till Sunday afternoon? I can pay you guys some extra for the babysitting job."

"Sure we can and there won't be any charge! So, we'll pick him up next Friday after school, ok? Oh, and could you please keep it a secret sir? I want to surprise him."

I certainly was going to be busy, in fact I would need to be away that weekend and for the whole of the subsequent week. You see, late on Saturday I had received a call to inform me that Anna's plane had crashed. She had taken a smaller plane to get to her final destination, the place where she was working and intended to make her new home. It seems that this was an old and poorly maintained plane, so the bitch died on the same day she had left us. Although we weren't married, we had signed a cohabitation agreement when I was legally made the kid's guardian in her absences. With no will, this was the only legal document in existence apart from the terms of her divorce settlement with Matthias, where he had legally renounced all ties to them both. This combined with the fact that we had been living together for over three years and I had been the main caregiver to her son who was the sole beneficiary meant I would be responsible for protecting his inheritance until he reached eighteen years of age.

As the fag's legal guardian, I would be able to use his money for his benefit. Not that I needed any of it, I had a very comfortable life and got more than enough money from my work and his keep certainly didn't cost much. However in the heat of the moment I did contact Mathias to know if he would be interested in having the kid back with all of this money, but he refused. He had another family now, with two boys and wanted absolutely no contact with the little slut. I guess he was concerned about protecting his new sons from their half brother's depravity. For a moment I almost pitied the slut and I knew that, in reality, I didn't want to get rid of him.

As you might remember, when I first discovered that he had molested Christian and Jonas, I had promised him that 'I was going to help him with his problem', adding that 'I was not going to abandon him like his dad because he was so disgusted with him and his sick ways'; and now that his mother had done the same After the initial shock I quickly realized I was even more determined to stick to my word so was thankful for Matthias' reaction. I must admit I had always found the level of power I had over him really arousing, and this new situation if anything increased that power. I think I was already truly addicted to it! No way could I imagine giving it up.

I had wanted to move to a quieter location for years, but had accepted it would not possible due to my relationship with Anna and her work. This had not stopped me from exploring options for the last couple of years. Six months ago I had found this property, a country cottage, that was my ideal and at a price I could afford without having to sell the apartment. I had spoken to Anna about it, talking about me and Finn spending time there at weekends and during the school holidays when she was away. She had of course had no objection as it wouldn't affect her and encouraged me to do it as she knew of my dreams. So I had purchased it.

It was very secluded, with no nearby neighbors, not even connected to the power grid. As part of the renovation work, I had already managed to have installed a gas generator with a huge storage tank to solve the electricity problem, that would only need to filled up yearly. In the future I planned to install an extra tank, as a backup. I had also had a fairly good quality wireless internet connection installed, as there was a tower in one of the surrounding mountains, in line of sight from my property. This was all I would need to be able to do my work. Another bonus was it was less than 2 hours from Lukie's house. He had been managing everything for me, visiting the property keeping an eye on the extensive renovation work. I had only visited the property once, just before finalizing the deal, leaving the slut with his babysitter for a night. Lukie regularly sent me photos and videos of the work and liaised with the contractors so I could check on everything. This was his way of thanking me for sharing the slut with him, in a way. Nah just kidding, he did it because he has a good heart. Bros before hoes, right? The slut was just a little bonus of our friendship.

His wife's treatment meant she stayed in the hospital at least twice a month and now he always stayed with me so he could use the fag. During these times he kept me updated about my new property and I made certain the kid continued to be compliant, making sure to satisfy all of Lukie's desires. We were now able to be much more open with each other about the pleasure we got from it. The good news was my friend's wife was getting better, the treatment seemed to be working and it seemed likely she would not need to make so many trips to the hospital in the near future. While of course he was delighted at her improvement, he admitted he really enjoyed his experiences with the slut, and I guess that he was also getting addicted to the feeling of total control he had over the small child and the aggressiveness he could unleash while fucking him. So even now that he was having sex with his wife again, he kept coming back to rape the slut. He admitted he was worried about how he would be able to get here often enough when she stopped coming for treatment. As his wife was feeling a bit better, I decided to call him for help, telling him about Anna's fate, and asking him to please stay with the kid for the week I was going to be traveling around dealing with things. The change in circumstances meant that what had been a long term project now required some urgent action.

He discussed with his wife if she felt able to stay alone while he helped me out following the death of Anna. She agreed happily knowing how much I had helped him, although not exactly how, so he told me that he would arrive here on the Saturday around lunchtime, staying for exactly one week, until the following Saturday.

I explained about the party Christian was having, explaining that I was a bit worried something could happen. I told him there would be other boys at the party and since it was Christian's last event before going away, I was concerned the slut might request his babysitter to be rougher than usual with him as a sort of going away present, or even have the other boys use him. I suggested it might be a good idea if he could bring some of his veterinary emergency tools and drugs so that he would be able to help the kid, if he needed some 'extra care' after the party. He obviously understood why it wouldn't be possible to take the kid to get normal medical assistance.

I didn't disclose to Lukie how much I actually knew about the party, as this would reveal the full extent of my spying on the boys. Derek had started with private messages to Christian just a couple of days after the birthday party, when he had first got to use the slut. He had immediately tried to persuade him to have another selective, get together with four or five of their closest friends, guys they could trust to keep all that was to happen a secret.

He explained he lived in a house, with plenty of space and privacy so they could really be brutal with the fag. Derek's parents were going away on their second honeymoon, just as the school broke up. His college brother would be at home, but Derek said his brother was a horndog and would gladly take part in their celebration. The plan was to get a bunch of guys to gangbang the slut for a last time before they moved on with their lives. Christian insisted that they would need to invite Ben and Jonas, as Finn was their slut as well. Derek had no problem with that and convinced Christian it would be a great send off before they went traveling, and Christian easily convinced Ben and Jonas.

So, it was agreed Derek and his brother Magnus would host the gang rape, with Jonas, Ben, Christian, and four of his most trusted high school friends and the slut as invitees. Apart from Jonas and Magnus all of the boys were currently without girlfriends. For Magnus it would not be a problem, as his girlfriend was going to be away that weekend visiting her parents. Jonas would need to leave for some hours to visit his girl but would still be able to attend the rest of the party. Now with my request they would have access to the slut not for just the one night they had initially planned but for two nights and a full day. The chat group had really lit up with excitement after I had agreed to Finn going and had asked Christian to keep him until Sunday.

I had a lot to do before that weekend. Fortunately the bodies had been badly burnt in the crash and although there was enough to identify Anna and so confirm her death the authorities accepted my wish for her remains to be buried there without ceremony. I explained I could not get away and told them we would hold the appropriate ceremony here without the remains.

I then made all the other arrangements I needed while keeping the kid in the dark about his mother and my plans. As far as he was concerned his life didn't change as he finished his school year. I had the slut working extra hard on his house cleaning tasks the week before the party so the place would be perfect for Lukie. I was concerned that potentially he wouldn't be able to do much the following week, as by then Lukie had got used to him waiting on him and doing chores while he was around.

The boys didn't take him back to their place after school during that week, so apart from me the kid was left untouched. I tried to compensate for the lack of attention he was getting from the boys by being more forceful and aggressive while fucking his orifices, taking care to tie his hands behind his back whenever he was sucking me and also hogtying and placing him on his coconut mat when I let him go to sleep. I didn't want him to get soft especially as I knew what was planned for him at the party thanks to the chat group.

By the end of the week, at the prospect of the upcoming vacation period, the slut looked almost happy. When I allowed him to speak, he even enquired about the vacation plans, were we going on holiday and when was his mom coming back. I think any external observer would have thought our chats looked strange. The little whore was nearly always bare chested and often had his hands securely tied behind his back, but he was so used to it that he was not at all bothered by it.

"Well, I have nearly sorted our vacation plans kid. They are a secret for now, but this time don't worry you are coming too!"

He looked really pleased at that comment. He had clearly been remembering his stay with Ben last year and dreading a repeat.

I felt annoyed by his answer, but kept it to myself. In retrospect I could see that after his mom ditched me, I unconsciously stopped considering myself as a stepfather, and had stopped addressing him as 'son'. Without his mom around, the whole family thing had gone. With his mom dead, I was now only his legal guardian, a role that could be done by anyone, even someone who had never met the kid. I had the formal obligation to manage his affairs for him until he turned eighteen. I realized I also had a duty to society to protect it from his sluttish ways. But I admit that the view of the slut dusting the house with the duster stuck in his mouth, wearing just those old, by now tiny and very tight swimming trunks was arousing, and I managed to put aside my earlier annoyance especially when I replaced the duster with my cock.

Friday came and an unusually happy Finn left for school. Not even his morning skull fuck or the long and thick dildo that would soon start to vibrate inside his ass could take away his happiness on that day. The thought there were just two more school journeys for over two months, his knowledge that the brothers were going to be away for the whole of the summer holidays and my assurance that he was going on the family holiday I think all contributed to his sense of joy. From his phone, I could hear that apart from pissing in his bottle, making him carry their backpacks to and from school, occasionally spanking his covered ass and making him crawl like a dog for part of the trail, the boys weren't really focusing on him. But when he came back from school escorted by all three of his babysitters he had a completely different look on his face. He looked anxious and confused, as he didn't know what was going on as never before had the brothers and Ben accompanied him into my apartment.

"Well, not yet Mr. Shoemaker, we decided to wait until the last minute. He seemed very happy today, and I guess he will be even happier when he discovers what we have planned!" Christian said while ruffling the kid's hair. The teen then knelt in front of him, this way managing to stay at his eye level so he could address him while staring into the kid's eyes.

"Well little guy, as you know this was my last week of school and this will be my last weekend here, before I move out to college. So we all decided to throw a small going-away party at one of my high school friend's house, and you are going to be our guest of honor! Also your daddy has some plans over the weekend so we will be looking after you until Sunday after lunch! Isn't that wonderful?"

"Ok guys, why don't you take him to his room and help him pack his stuff for the weekend? I'm sure you know best what he will need. Oh, Ben, could you wait here for a minute please?"

"Sure sir." The stud didn't know what I wanted but stayed with me while the trio went to Finn's bedroom to pack for the weekend.

"Ok man, Finn has been behaving very well recently but, you can never know when he will start to be a bad boy again. That time you had him for two weeks I saw that you had to use the belt on him. No don't worry man, I remember how badly he was behaving back then, so I am sure he deserved it. I gave you authorization to spank him at that time, remember? Well, I just wanted to make sure that you knew you still have the same authorization but if you need to spank him again, I'd be grateful if you would use that same ointment to avoid any infections. Just in case I bought these two tubes for you guys to take and use in case they're needed. I wouldn't want you running out and I know how bad the kid gets sometime."

"Hmm, thanks sir." The boy was not comfortable with the situation as I revealed at least part of what happened when Finn had stayed at him, something he thought was their secret, but he sounded relieved that I seemed to understand his side. As we continued to talk I was able to make him more at ease as he realized not only was he not in trouble but he had carte blanche to keep being brutal while disciplining the slut.

The brothers stripped the slut out of his his school uniform, and dressed him in a pair of his old swimming briefs, some old shorts and a t-shirt. They packed his enema kit, the tape as well as his phone and butt plug charger inside his backpack, and brought him back into the living room where I had some last words, which were addressed to young Finn but I hoped they would get the message.

"Right kid, I know that you are going to a party, but the guys are responsible for you there, ok? So you have to be totally obedient to them and do whatever they tell you to do. They are all in charge of you and you need to respect them, and do what they say without question or complaint, is that clear? If I get a bad report from them I am going to be very cross with you and you will be severely punished."

When the slut nodded his head in acquiescence, the boys smirked and we said our last goodbyes. Finn didn't speak but as they left he looked at me and at first I thought he was trying to plead with me. I could see that some tears had started to form in his eyes as the boys escorted him towards the elevators. Then I realized those were probably tears of joy at the prospect of being allowed to go to another of the boys' parties.

Chapter 15

Christian drove the boys to Derek's place in his car. It took them over thirty minutes to get there due to traffic, and on the way they kept talking with each other, but completely ignoring their fag. They obviously didn't want him to know anything about the party so Ben texted the other boys explaining why I asked to talk to him separately in the apartment. He clearly had got the message and all discussed it by text so the fag heard nothing. The truth is, even though Christian was older and the slut's official babysitter, I felt that in matters related to their slut Ben had started to take the leading role after their two week bonding experience. In that period of time when he handled the slut, the teen taught me the level of control you can exert on others by instilling fear. After the first two or three days, the kid didn't even think before obeying the stud's orders, no matter how difficult or unpleasant were the tasks. Immediate obedience! It was clear to me that Ben became the slut's first true master at that time, and for that I deeply respected him. I think the brothers, probably unconsciously, also noticed the difference and while they continued to use the fag extensively were inclined to defer to Ben over matters to do with him even though he was there less often. They certainly didn't comment on the fact I had spoken to Ben rather than Christian, it just seemed natural to them all.

As I told you already, the boy's attitude changed drastically after that event. He behaved more accordingly to his true submissive nature, and made much more of an effort to always obey me and the boys. I initially thought I was pleased by that but, as I have told you, I craved the control and aggressiveness I could only properly unleash on the slut, and this new more compliant behavior hadn't helped. How could I keep punishing him when he was behaving so well? That's why, I think, I started to be harder on him, as you probably have noticed from my accounts.

They were the first of the guests to get to the party, which was appropriate as they were bringing the bitch. As previously agreed they took off their t-shirts and shoes before proceeding to the basement where the gang rape would take place. They had also agreed between themselves that there would be no recording of events, as I think Magnus, in particular, didn't want any video evidence of what went on. Well they forgot to include me in their pact! I used the opportunity before the party got started to take control of the wi-fi (I had got a program that could crack most wi-fi routers' passwords in a couple of minutes) and got access to a number of gadgets throughout the place, including the other boys' cellphones. The basement was set up as a games room with a large sectional sofa that separated into parts. The room had a gigantic TV, an impressive music center, a couple of games systems with their own flat smart screens and a pool table among other recreational amenities.

The room was a rectangular box with the TV as the centerpiece, so I could see most of the space from the hidden TV camera. In addition I could use the cameras from the video gaming boxes, and flat screens. All the cameras gave good quality pictures, even allowing me to zoom in to the pool table from different sides. It turned out that this was a location that would host one of the activities the boys had planned for the weekend. There was also a small bathroom down there, which was very useful and it meant the slut never had to leave the basement until the boys brought him home.

The slut was kept in a bare corner while waiting for the other guests to arrive which was well covered by one of the screen's cameras. Ben ordered him to strip off his remaining clothing and connected a power cable to his butt plug to recharge its battery.

"This is your corner when we are not using you. Get on your knees, nose touching the wall and hands behind your head. And stay quiet."

The slut complied immediately and waited for his ordeal to start in silence, while the boys chatted to Derek and Magnus and waited for the other guests to arrive. They all were there within the next hour, and after greeting each other, 21 year old Magnus, welcomed them all to the party.

"Gentleman, may I have your attention please? You are all here together to celebrate your friendship, your brotherhood. Six of you here are now adults! You have finished your schooling and with this major step in life, there are many changes ahead. You guys will be leaving your homes as boys to start your new life as men. And there is nothing more appropriate to mark this momentous step than to share a slut with your brothers!"

"So let's make this a celebration to remember, and make sure we use the slut in every way possible. We have all generously contributed all week to ensure there is enough substance for the meals that he will have over the weekend and I am sure he will be very grateful for our combined effort."

"But if not, we will be sure to teach him good manners the hard way. Until Sunday lunchtime he will be ours to use and to do with as we see fit! So let's start boys!"

"Yeaaaaah!" They shouted in unison, and walked angry-faced towards the frightened slut. Christian and Jonas would be the first duo to fuck him. Besides being brothers, they were, together with Ben, the 'owners' of the fag. Also, Jonas had to leave soon to meet his girlfriend, so this arrangement fitted well with his plans. They both undressed and had the slut crawl to one end of the sofa and bend over the high side, so that his ass and legs were hanging free. Jonas took the ass and Christian the mouth. Christian sat comfortably with his legs opened and used one of his hands to force the fag's face to his crotch. The kid gagged at the forceful and deep intrusion but Christian continued to force his cock in and out of the mouth, ignoring the fag's reactions.

Jonas started by removing the buzzing butt plug, which caused a general laugh. He then forced his dry cock deep into the abused hole, using only what little lube remained from when the dildo was inserted that morning. Although his dick was smaller than the dildo, this still caused the fag to moan in pain and discomfort and the boys to cheer and applaud. Christian was particularly delighted with the moaning around his cock and started to use both hands on the fag's head. At some point it looked like the fag lost his balance a bit and he tried to readjust his position by using his hands, but one of them accidentally touched Christian's thigh.

"Bad fag! Didn't you hear your daddy telling you to do whatever we tell you without complaining? And now you are using your hands to try and remove my cock from your mouth? Big mistake fag! Hey man, could you please get something to tie his hands behind his back? And bro, would you please spank the fag's ass for his misbehavior?"

A couple of the high school guys took off their belts and tied the child's forearms together behind his back and Jonas started to spank his ass while still deep fucking him. The spanking caused some involuntary ass contractions and moans that only served to increase the pleasure the brothers were experiencing. They continued in this way, but after about ten minutes more both boys started to cum. After removing their cocks and having the slut sucking Jonas' one clean, they were replaced by the hosts.

"Don't forget to piss in the jug, man," Derek said. There was an empty 20 liter [42 pt(US)] water jug on the corner and both brothers went to release their piss in it. I guessed they would be feeding it to the fag later.

The brothers that were now fucking the fag were also naked. Again the younger brother, Derek this time, took the kid's ass while Magnus took his mouth. He had the biggest cock of them all, almost as big and thick as mine while Derek was slightly bigger than Christian's and looked as thick as his brother's. He only used Jonas' cum as lube and forced his dry cock into the fag's hole, while his brother forced the fag's mouth on his pole with both hands. This combination was too much, and the fag started to cry harder, and even tried to move his feet.

But the child didn't obey Derek, so Ben came up to him, and after Magnus quickly removed his cock from the slut's mouth, the teen forcefully slapped his face and said:

Derek playfully slapped the fag's asscheeks after thanking Ben, and recommenced to fuck the kid's ass while his bro reinserted his cock in the now very compliant mouth. They went extra hard now, I think deservedly punishing the fag for his bad behavior. But soon they too both unloaded and were replaced by two of the other high school kids, and they both fucked the fag deep and hard, only to be replaced by the last two that repeated the pattern and soon unloaded. All the cocks fucking his ass went in dry, using only the build up of the previous guys' cum as lube, and after having the fag licking their cocks clean, every guy would go to the jug and take a leak. There was only Ben left now, so he picked up the plug, shoved it hard into the fag's ass and turned it on. He then sat on the sofa with open legs and had the fag on his knees in front of him start to blow him.

"Go on, do it by yourself. You have two minutes to get all of my cock down your throat, otherwise you will be a sorry fag."

The desperate bound boy started to force his head down on Ben's cock. At fifteen the stud had the most promising cock of all boys in the room, it was almost as thick as Magnus' and nearly as long as Christian's, respectively six and two years his seniors. Of course the well trained slut managed to get the full cock in his mouth within the required time, so Ben could start to skull fuck him. All of the boys had their shorts back on and were now drinking and playing some of the other games in the room, leaving the fag to fully concentrate on his master. It took Ben twenty more minutes to unload in the fag's throat and he lifted his right foot putting it in front of the fag's face. Finn promptly and eagerly started to lick and kiss his master's foot, remembering that this was the correct way to thank him for his cum. Then Ben left him there and added his piss to the jug, just like the other boys had. The fag waited for a couple of minutes for instructions, and had just started to crawl back to his spot when Ben spoke.

"Come here fag. You will kneel here and drink all of our piss. When you finish you can go back to your spot. And you will stay on your knees at all times, till we take you back home on Sunday, if you make it."

Of course the fag was used to drinking piss so this shouldn't be a huge challenge for our slut, I thought, although it was a larger quantity than he had ever been given in one go before. I also wondered whether it would taste different being a cocktail of nine people's piss over half of whom he had never met before. The teen put a long straw in the jug so the bound fag could start to drink their piss as his forearms were still tightly tied behind his back. Ben went to play with his bros as they set up tournaments on the consoles. Occasionally when waiting their turn one of the kids would go across and slap or finger the slut's plugged and red ass, urging him to drink their piss faster but apart from that, they completely ignored him. When he finally finished drinking the huge amount of piss he looked as if he might be sick and was clearly starting to be desperate to be allowed to pee himself, but he did as ordered and silently crawled back to his spot. When he got in the correct punishment position Magnus went over there with a bowl in his hand and explained what I already knew from spying on them.

"So, over the last week each of us collected all of our cum and stored it. This will be your only food while you are here, and tonight you can start with mine. We have put it in bowls and mine is the biggest individual load, so I hope this will be enough to keep you filled until breakfast."

Magnus put the bowl in front of the slut and stood there, obviously expecting the fag to start eating but the desperate boy twisted round and bent over pressing his face to his host's foot and started to suck on the stud's right big toe. Magnus started to laugh at that.

"Oh yeah guys, I forgot to tell you about that. Last year I had to watch the slut for two whole weeks. I was soon sick of hearing his faggy voice, so I forbade him to speak at all. But if he needed to ask permission to do something, he would have to suck on my right big toe until I gave him permission to speak."

The kid struggled to get back on his knees with his forearms still restrained and started to talk.

"Well, I didn't think about that fag. What should we do guys, do we allow him to go and pee? His belly does look a bit full now."

He prodded the kid's belly with the toe that had just been sucked, just to be sure he was being truthful, I thought.

"Better if you let him bro, otherwise he might leave a piss stain on the floor," Derek replied.

"Ok fag, crawl to the bathroom and you can sit on the toilet to pee. I guess it will be easier for us if we remove the tape from your nasty little worm. Come here."

The slut crawled across to him and Ben ripped the tape off causing him to start to squeal but the look he got from Ben made him stifle his protest.

"Ok, go on, and you can crawl back to your spot after you finish, make sure to eat all of your dinner and lick your bowl clean. We will put it on a stool to help you eat it."

Lucky fag! He would enjoy two days and nights without any tape covering his small dick and balls, and even being allowed to piss in a toilet! He was even being allowed to eat off a stool rather than from the floor which is where I usually served his meals to him nowadays. I had hoped he would remember to properly thank Ben for all this generosity, but the ungrateful slut simply ignored his young master!

Don't worry guys, I decided to make a list of all the things he did wrong that the boys didn't pick up on and make sure to punish him for this unacceptable behavior in the future. I suppose I had to be thankful, at least the bound kid did as ordered and crawled on his knees to the bathroom, relieved his bladder, came back to his spot and started to lick the cream deposited in the bowl. I could see from his face that he didn't like the taste at all, perhaps a mixture of week old cum wasn't as much to his taste as the fresh and warm spunk he usually got and liked so much. On the other hand perhaps it was Magnus' flavor he didn't like and I thought I should pay attention to see how he reacted to the other boys'. At least he lapped up all the content, careful to avoid knocking the bowl from the stool and finished by licking the bowl clean as ordered by the studs, and of course thanking the donor.

The boys continued their tournaments but their seemed to be more visits to the fag's corner. As is common in situations like this, they soon were showing some signs of herd behavior and started to copy each other starting to playfully prod the kid with their toes or make him lick their smelly feet. This continued to build up and soon it was clear they were ready for the next activity, so Christian started to talk.

"Ok guys, I think it's time for the second round. Now we're gonna use him over the pool table. Come fag, follow me."

They all went over to the pool table and two of the guys lifted the fag off his knees positioning him on his stomach with his arms still tied behind his back. He was bent over the cushion with his feet hanging over one of the long sides of the table. They tied a rope to one of the legs of the pool table, and took the loose end threaded it through one of the fag's armpit, across his back and down through the other armpit, stretching and tying it to the other leg on that side of the table. At the same time two of the other boys attached a rope to each of the slut's ankles, tying them separately to each of the legs on that side, stretching and spreading them wide open. They forced a rolled up piece of old matting under the fag's groin that pushed his ass up more. Now he was completely stretched and grunted from the discomfort he was feeling in this bound position. I was disappointed that he should complain over such a minor matter and added it to my list of misbehavior. You'd have thought he would be grateful for the chance to stretch his lower limbs after having been kneeling for such a time, right? I really hoped he was going to improve his embarrassing attitude soon, otherwise what would the boys be thinking of his upbringing and ultimately about me?

"Ok slut, we are going to take the plug out of your ass, but you better keep it shut, we don't want you to loose any of our cum that is already deposited in there."

Ben yanked the plug out and Finn squeezed his ass closed to avoid any spillage. The stud then went in front of the kid and forced the silicone cock into his mouth and throat, taping it in place and effectively gagging the slut. And at that moment Magnus started to talk.

"All right guys, now we will all fuck his ass. Try to be as forceful as you can, but when you feel you are about to cum, you just let another brother take your place, we want everyone to last for at least two hours. And feel free to spank his ass while fucking him. Right, who wants to start?"

The boys established an order of fucking and while the first one started to fuck, the next two in line would be waiting and chatting and encouraging the fucker to go hard. The remainder would be drinking and playing other stuff while waiting for their turn with the fag. The boys started fucking him hard and deep indeed, despite not wanting to cum too quickly; it must have helped that they each had already had an orgasm in one of his holes only an hour or so earlier and they had a break while the seven other guys took their turn at the fag's ass, so they managed to keep pounding him continuously at full force. Apart from the forceful rape the guys were spanking his ass really hard, and the slut was constantly crying and moaning around the gag, deeply inserted in his throat. But with the 18 cm [7"] silicone cock blocking his mouth and throat I could barely hear it over the music playing in the background.

Jonas arrived back from his date and greeted the guys who had been forcefully fucking the slut for nearly two hours by now. I think he probably had cut his date short as he didn't want to miss what was going on at the party. He joined the line of boys waiting their next turn to fuck Finn and the boys explained to him the plan while he waited for his turn. They kept fucking him without a break apart from the time it took one boy to withdraw his dick and the next one to ram his in, which they got very skilled at, like a well drilled team.

It was just short of three hours when the first boy finally came in his ass. After this, the gaps got smaller as one by one they were cumming and dropping out until only Magnus was left. He managed, with no drop off in the speed or force, to keep going for almost ten minutes on his own at the end which meant the slut's fuck had lasted for an incredible three hours and fifty eight minutes. I thought it was a real shame they hadn't managed to break the four hour barrier. As his brother finally unloaded and withdrew, Derek was waiting with a nightstick and forced it deep into the bruised hole, causing a yelp of pain from the fag but most effectively plugging his slutty ass. For the rest of the night the boys would tease him from time to time, by rotating the stick or fucking him with it, some of them would even try to force the thing deeper into his bowels, which appeared to be very painful for the fag.

By 2am a couple of the guys had fallen asleep on the sofa which they had moved apart to provide individual beds. Derek and Magnus had gone upstairs along with Christian, Jonas and Ben. As the suppliers of the slut they were given the reward of a bed for the night. The other two continued to tease the fag. One took his belt off and started to whip the fag, not as hard as Ben had in the past but still adding new stripes to his back. They unfolded the old bit of matting to protect the cloth of the pool table and I thought it probably reminded the slut of his nights lying on the coconut matting I had got for his bed. One of them then settled down so there was only the boy who had been using the belt still awake and he was clearly a little sadist.

Luckily for the fag he was also the smallest dicked of them all (including Jonas) but as he was now alone with the fag, he decided to force his dick in alongside the nightstick that was already more than adequately filling the kid's ass, perhaps wanting to feel a tight hole engulfing his cock for a change. He was caring enough to use some some spit as lube, but managed to get only about ⅔ of what looked like a fairly thin 12 cm [5"] dick inside. Even with such a small weapon, from the look of things, Finn was in intense pain from the extra insertion. As the boy unloaded and withdrew, I could see some blood on his cock (I told you one of the cameras had a pretty good zoom), but he obviously didn't care and looked very pleased with himself, and remained there rotating and moving the stick before he finally settled to sleep at 3:30am.

Finn stayed there in extreme discomfort, bound and stretched, probably feeling cramps and with his mouth and ass deeply stuffed. Apart from the little drops of blood from earlier there were no visible open wounds over his body, but his back and ass were deep red from the spankings and the repeated abuse.

He didn't manage to get much sleep if any. By eight, the boys who had crashed first started to wake up and went to play with the stick inside his ass. They added their morning piss to the jug and climbed upstairs to have their breakfast and chill by the pool. This practice was followed by each boy as he woke up. Even all the brothers and Ben came down to piss in the jug before going back up for their breakfast,

At 10 several of the boys came down to give the kid his own breakfast. They had apparently decided he would have two bowls of cum, so the guys took off the tape and pulled out the fag's cock gag. Two of them spoon-fed their own week old cum to him. After making him lick the bowls clean they even kindly put their feet on the table to allow the fag to show his grateful thanks before reinserting the gag. They folded the matting back when they put their feet on it as they complained how rough it felt on their feet. They all then went back upstairs to relax by the pool to recharge their batteries as one or two complained about not having had a particularly restful night.

The slut remained in this position for another hour, before some boys came by and untied him from the pool table, picked him up, retied his hands in front of him and allowed him crawl to the toilet, still with the stick plugging his ass. Once there, they removed the stick and allowed him to shit, clean his hole and take a quick shower. He was reminded to stay on his knees while there, and when he crawled back I could see that not only had he bruises all over his back, legs and butt from the spanking and continuous fuck but also over his chest, thighs and particularly his crotch that had been pressed against the matting the boys used initially to raise his ass, and then had spread out to protect the pool table. The constant rubbing against the matting while being fucked and spanked and then lying on all night had given him a very irritated and sore looking front almost matching his back.

He crawled over to the piss jug and the boys instructed him to start drinking their piss, the jug was about 3/4 filled at that time with the previous night's piss and the boys' morning piss. When some of boys came back to check on his progress and to re-plug his ass he was already half way through it. They kept adding to the jug while he was trying to empty it, not letting him stop sucking as fresh piss mixed with the old, their cocks brushing his face as they relieved themselves in the large jug, wiping their cocks on his face and hair when they had finished.

Finally though none of them needed to piss anymore and he managed to swallow the last drops of piss from the container. By this time the fag clearly needed desperately to piss himself. He sucked one of the boy's toes but was told to try one of the others. He ended up sucking each of their right toes but it wasn't until he returned to the toe of the boy he had tried first, he was finally allowed to ask his question. He plaintively begged for permission to take a leak, and the boys kindly gave him authorization.

By the time he had finished his pee, all the boys (except Jonas, who had gone off to see his girlfriend again, a long standing arrangement that he had not been able to think of an excuse to get out of) had gathered in the basement for the next activity. The slut crawled back to his corner, looking nervously at the shirtless jocks who were all side by side, grinning, staring at their whore in the opposite corner, like a pack of wolves looking at a sacrificial lamb. I could see the kneeling and bound fag shaking in fear.

Chapter 16

Lukie arrived as expected, just after noon so I had to stop watching what was happening at the party. I did make sure all the feeds were being recorded although I would have to forgo any close ups of the action. This was a pity but as I said there were enough angles being recorded that I was fairly confident I wouldn't miss anything of importance or fun. I finished getting ready to leave, while giving him some last instructions about the house and the kid.

"I haven't told him about his mom yet, you know. I want to keep it a secret for now, as he appears to be fairly happy at the moment. Oh, and please don't mention the fact that I know the boys are fucking the slut, they would be very embarrassed if they thought I knew."

He assured me he wouldn't say anything and would look after Finn while I was away.

He knew I wouldn't be back until Friday evening but I said I would call him to make sure everything was going okay. He knew nothing about my spying so had no idea I would be monitoring the situation from a distance. I was first going to check on my new property for the first time since I purchased it. Until Anna's disappearance I had intended to give the builders longer to complete the work although I had hoped to take Finn there for part of the school holiday. Now she was permanently out of the picture, my plans had changed and I had requested them to complete the work as a matter of urgency. The house and barn, were now both in good shape due to the extensive repair/reconstruction that had been done since my acquisition. But there were still some small issues to address, so I had decided to stay in a small hotel in the closest town until the team I had hired completed the outstanding changes I wanted to the house.

As I relaxed in my hotel room, I decided to check up on the boys, continuing from when I had reluctantly had to leave it. At this time the slut was on his spot, trembling, on his knees and with his hands tied in front of him, facing the boys in the far corner. Magnus started to bark orders.

The slut crawled to the jock who was beside a large ottoman stool, as this piece of furniture was the perfect size for what the boys had in mind. The slut was instructed to lay down on it, and he moaned in pain as his bruised back touched the soft surface. His head was hanging down one side and his legs on the other, and the boys moved him so he was in the exact place they wanted. They ordered him to lift his tied hands and started to tie his whole body down. First they wrapped a rope across his chest and belly looping it under the ottoman pulling each turn tight. They left a couple of inch gap between each loop of rope, Next they forced his elbows to his side and folded his arms so that his hands were placed on the rope pressing his chest down, and tied the whole thing together, forcing his constricted arms to touch the ottoman sides and his body. His head was forced backwards (his standard throat fuck position) and they tied his forehead in place, making it impossible for him to move his head up, down or sideways.

While they were working on this other of the boys took care of his lower body. They forced the kid's knees to the side of his roped belly where his elbows would normally be, and fixed them there. This kept his ass fully exposed, but his feet were still free, so the boys tied his ankles to thighs and added a spreader bar to make sure his legs were kept well separated. With this arrangement, the only thing the kid could move were his fingers and toes! But the boys didn't want to give him even that degree of freedom. They ordered him to close his hands into fists, with the fingers over the thumbs and taped them together. They then taped his feet squashing his toes down until it looked like he just had stumps.

When they were happy with their now totally immobilized slut, one of the studs positioned himself in front of the fag and started to force his cock in for a hard throat fuck. At the same time, Magnus removed the fag's plug, inserted his cock in and started to forcefully fuck the child. He also spanked the kid's thighs probably seeking the extra pleasure he would get from the involuntary ass contractions.

The boys continued to fuck their crying fag for the rest of the afternoon, always remembering to re-plug his ass whenever there was no-one in line to fuck it. And with his mouth at this perfect angle, they just came back to piss straight in his stomach whenever they needed. Christian was sat on the couch near the fag when he heard his hoarse voice pleading.

"Sir, please sir. I… I can't hold it anymore. Please sir would you let me pee?"

"Shut up fag, we didn't say you could speak. Hey boys, I think the fag needs to 'pee', can one of you just help me carry him to the toilet?"

One of the jocks helped Christian to lift the ottoman and carry it (and the fag) to the toilet. I could hear them reasoning the best way to proceed, and they finally decided to turn the ottoman upside-down with the kid's willy aiming at the toilet, allowing him to relieve himself without being released from his bound position before dragging him back to his place.

"Ok fag, you know you're not supposed to speak, so now we'll have to punish you. Next time you need to ask us something just put your tongue out and lick our cocks, and then we might let you speak. But I suggest that you hold the piss as much as you can. You will only be allowed to pee once more until tomorrow morning. Right boys, I need someone to fuck the fag while I punish him. Any volunteers?"

"Right, I will throat fuck him while belting his chest and abs. Could you do the same to his balls and dick while fucking him? He screwed up big time, speaking without permission."

"Oh fuck, his moaning around my dick is the best. And look man, I can see my cock in his throat! And I can even feel it!" Christian stopped the whipping to tighten his hands around the child's throat but Magnus continued to fuck and belt the slut.

"Oh fuck man, when I whip his little dick and balls his ass keeps squeezing my cock. Fuck, that's nice fag, keep squeezing my dick with your ass! Oh man, it's even tighter now that you are choking him… Keep doing that man, please!"

Soon they both unloaded, and Magnus quickly replugged the fag. Christian removed his hands from the kid's throat and resumed the belting, but kept his cock in place to give the slut his piss. He finished pissing and stopped the belting, removing his cock from the child's throat and lifting one of his feet so the fag could thank him by licking on it, and left him there alone, secured and silently crying. It was getting late already, so I decided to go to sleep and check the rest of the video on Sunday.

Next day I woke up and went for a quick run and had my breakfast before restarting the video from where I had left it the night before. The boys were out by the pool, and left the fag mostly alone in the basement. Well, some boys would come back from time to time to take a leak in his stomach or fuck his mouth, and he received a couple of facials. The boy with the small dick forced the kid's eyes open and came in both of them, holding them open stopping him from blinking to try and get rid of it. He later persuaded one of his mates to shoot his load up the fag's nostrils. Everyone left his plugged ass untouched since the last punishment fuck. Soon it was dinner time for the fag, and two of the boys came back with their week old cum in bowls and spoon fed the contents to him, leaving to join the other guys after finishing. The kid had a bit of trouble breathing as he was fed as his nostrils were blocked with cum.

Jonas arrived back from his date at about 10pm, but he stayed with the boys by the pool for over an hour before he decided to go downstairs to check the fag out. He laughed out loud when he saw the kid and continued to chuckle to himself as he fucked his face, giving him his cum and piss. Again the fag struggled to breathe with his partly blocked nose. By the time he finished most of the boys were back in the basement, watching the fag desperately licking Jonas' cock after he removed it from his willing mouth. After an explanation from the boys of what that meant he had the fag lick his cock for five more minutes before allowing him to speak.

"I'll help you with that bro" Christian spoke to Jonas. They carried the ottoman to the toilet and let the fag release his piss before bringing his restrained body back. After they set the ottoman down Ben approached the fag and started to untie him (except for his tied and taped hands and his taped feet), ordering the fag to get on his knees by his side. He soon started to kiss his master's feet to show him his gratitude, and Ben ordered him to lick some cum that had dropped to the floor, mostly from his facials, but also from the repeated ass fucks, and then he was allowed to crawl back to his spot. Two of the boys went to fix his legs. They had him sit on his heels and re-tied the ankles to thighs, with his feet touching once again his dark red asscheeks.

For the next couple hours the fag was mostly ignored by the studs although Derek and Ben fed him their week's cum as a night time snack. By the time he had licked the bowls clean it was already late, and the boys needed some rest, but I knew that there was another activity planned for the fag. This one was Derek's idea, so he was the one to communicate it to the slut. He approached the fag holding something in his hands, but hiding it behind his back.

"Hey fag, why don't you come here and show your appreciation to my cock? Just to let me know how happy you are to be invited to the party!"

With even more difficulty than usual, caused by the position of his bound legs, he obeyed Derek's order and crawled over to him, using his mouth to take the cock out of the stud's shorts and started to really make love to it. The boys laughed at him, but Derek only grinned and continued to speak.

"Well, from the way you are licking and sucking on my cock, it seems that you are enjoying the party even more than I thought. But it's not over yet, you know? Well, sure we're going up to get some sleep now, but you get to stay here and have some more fun! Do you see this? It's your new best friend, and I guess you two will become very friendly tonight! Go on, lick and kiss all of it to show us your gratitude, slut!"

Derek revealed to the horrified slut his new gift from the boys. It was a huge 30 cm [12"] long black dildo. The fucking thing was much thicker and longer than anything the slut had ever stuffed in his holes, and I was sure it would destroy his ass, if he decided to force that monstrosity inside himself. I was curious to see what had happened, but I didn't have to wait long to discover what the slut decided to do.

Derek probably felt inspired by the way the slut was impaled in Christian's closet, but he was more ingenious, and devised a pulley system with three ropes, to help keep the kid really fully stretched. They mounted the cock on a traffic cone, actually the same one that was used at Christian's place during the birthday celebrations, they had brought it with them. The kid was lifted by his bound hands while a rope was attached independently to each of his bound legs. With the help of the pulley system the boys started to stretch the slut in an inverted Y position. They continued to stretch his bound limbs apart until the kid started to cry from the pain. They left him like that while the boys started to lube the black dildo with a full tube of KY jelly, and Christian was the one to give the fag his new instructions, after he slapped his face ordering him to be quiet.

"Shut up slut! I will take your plug out and you better keep your ass shut, I don't want you leaving a stain on the guys' floor."

They quickly switched the old plug for the gigantic new one, just putting the tip in but without forcing it inside yet, and then plugged the slut's mouth with the now old dildo that had been just removed from his ass. After the kid was silenced, the teens mounted the new dildo on the traffic cone and started to use the pulley system to loosen the rope holding the fag's arms, and while this resulted in some relief for the stretched arms, but, due to the law of gravity, soon the kid simply started to get impaled by the new plug, and that redoubled his crying, although the sounds were now muffled by the silicone cock blocking the fag's mouth and throat. As he slowly started sinking down on the massive object, the boys started to stretch the ropes attached to the kid's bound legs, forcing the dildo slightly deeper but also uncomfortably stretching his body once again.

"Ok little fag, sweet dreams! Some of us will come back downstairs during the night to readjust the ropes and let you enjoy your present to the full. Right, lets go upstairs guys! You can all find a place to sleep up there."

All the boys moved to the stairs and they left the sobbing child there, gagged, bound, completely stretched and slowly being impaled by the gigantic black dildo. The kid was struggling for breath until he manged to blow the cum and snot from his nostrils. He could at least breathe better but he looked even more of a mess with that gunge over his face and chest.

He stayed awake the whole time, and every hour one of the boys would come downstairs for five to ten minutes to lower the rope tied to the kid's hands an inch or so, watch as his ass would slowly sink lower as well, getting more deeply penetrated by the dildo and finally tightening the ropes tied to his legs taking up the slack making the plastic cock sink even deeper inside the fully stretched body. By 6am the kid had been readjusted four times, and he had almost half of the thick and long dildo inside his ass. He continued to produce those distressed muffled sounds all night long, but no-one was there to hear them.

The last guy that came to adjust the ropes was the small dicked sadistic one, and instead of just simply moving the ropes and going back to sleep like the other boys had, he stayed there for the next two and a half hours torturing the kid, and forcing his ass deeper and deeper onto the dong. He kept readjusting the ropes, five times in total. He also belted the kid's abs and chest in that fully stretched position to complement the work that he had done on his backside earlier. This time I could see some drops of blood. Not from the belting, but from the thing impaling the child's ass. Just half an hour after he finally left the kid alone in his misery, some of the other boys started to wake up and came back downstairs to check on the slut. They were amused to find out that he had only about 5 cm [2"] to go! Some of them were a bit concerned about the blood dripping from the kid's ass, so they left him untouched until the arrival of one of his owners.

Ben was the first, and he evaluated the situation a bit before he started to playfully use the stretched fag as a punchbag for a couple of minutes. He then started to lower the slut's hands and this forced his body down, but even with the extra help of gravity the dildo wouldn't keep going in, it seems that it was stuck! He then loosened the child's legs and took him off the cone, but taped the dildo in his ass as it was, with 5 cm [2"] still sticking out. He then untied the fag's arms, hands and legs and ordered him to get on his knees.

"Ok fag, you start cleaning this room and when you finish you go to your spot and wait for us." He gave the boy a small brush and pan like he had at home but insisted the slut first licked the blood spots that had dropped from his ass onto the floor throughout the night. It was only fair, as the liquid was coming from him, I thought, and it would also serve as a lesson, to teach him responsibility for his actions (and body fluids). With that the boys all left the slut there. He started to clean the place as ordered, but was clearly in severe pain, and it took him much longer than it would normally take as he is a very experienced cleaner by now. He also had to occasionally interrupt the cleaning to go back and lick up the odd drop of blood still coming out of his ass, but I think the main reason for this delay was the fact that he was sobbing while working and had to frequently stop to recompose himself. Also, he was moving very slowly, most likely due to the fact he had not fully adapted to his new plug, or perhaps he was just being lazy. Nevertheless in three and a half hours he had finished cleaning the basement, including the bathroom.

Ben came back to find him sobbing on his spot, ordered him to be quiet and follow him to the shower where he removed the plugs in his ass and mouth before forcefully scrubbing the fag clean. I could hear the moans escaping from his mouth, as well as Ben's reprimands for him being too loud. Once finished, the stud ordered him to force his ass shut, crawl back to his spot and stay there, on all fours, until he was dry. He left the slut there coming back half an hour later and started to spread the ointment all over his sore skin and gaping arsehole. He also covered the boy's old dildo with a thick layer of the ointment, swiftly reinserting and taping it inside his loose and bleeding hole, in the hope that it would help heal his insides as well. Even in the short time his butt was left unplugged more drops of blood fell on the floor, so he naturally ordered the kid to lick it clean.

The boys came back and some of them let the slut suck them dry for a last time. His brunch today would be a single bowl containing both Christian's and Jonas' cum. As the younger brother had had to save some for his girlfriend, his contribution was not as voluminous as the ones from the other guys, so they'd decided to combine it and gave their slut the remaining bowl of rancid cum before all the guests started to leave.

The fag was then ordered to dress in his clothes and they made sure to put his new dildo inside his backpack. After licking both Magnus' and Derek's feet to thank them for letting him come to the party he was allowed to leave with Christian, Jonas and Ben. He had to crawl all the way to the car, which was lucky for him, as I don't think he would have been able to walk, but he did manage to stop crying, probably afraid of Ben's reaction. The three boys would be the ones delivering the slut back home and they had worked on a story about how the slut tripped and for that reason he was experiencing some difficulties in walking properly, and the kid was supposed to confirm their story.

"That won't work! How the fuck do we explain the red welts all over his chest and back?" Jonas asked.

"We don't need to explain them dumb ass, his daddy gave us permission to spank him if he didn't behave, which was clearly the case," was Ben's reply.

As they got to the car, Christian didn't want Finn to sit down as his ass was still bleeding a bit and he rightfully didn't want to get blood stains on his backseat! I would have thought the dildo would exert enough pressure on his wounds and would manage to stanch the bleeding, but it apparently was not completely the case, as there was still some blood seepage. So Ben got in the front seat while Jonas stayed in the back with the kid, and forced the slut to stay on his knees on the floor for the duration of the trip. This appeared to trigger some old memories for Jonas, from the time he and Finn used to travel on the school bus together, and he playfully allowed the slut to worship his feet while he kept talking with his brother and friend on the way home.

They arrived back home and 'helped' the slut walk to my apartment, but all four of them were surprised when Lukas answered the door instead of me. He let the boys in and explained that I had to travel and would be back at the end of the week. The boys tried to give their story of why the slut was limping but were soon interrupted by Lukas.

"What the fuck guys, you really fucked him hard this time!" Lukie grinned at the startled and frightened teenagers. "Come on, don't worry boys, I can fix him. You see, I am a vet! And I know it was not your fault guys, the kid is a total slut! The first time I was here he just started to suck on my cock when his daddy was taking a shower and later he begged me to fuck his ass."

The kids relaxed at that revelation, but Ben looked rather angry and betrayed at the realization he had been fooled by the slut all this time, only now discovering that the fag had been enjoying doing it all! The boys ordered the fag to get on his knees while they chatted with Lukas for some time, laughing at the slut's expense as they recounted tales of his sluttish behavior before they had to go.

"All right boys, thanks for delivering him safe and sound, I need to have a good look at those bruises now. Take care guys! Bye!"

Lukie told the kid to strip out of his clothes and to crawl to his bedroom, where he was instructed to lay down on his bed (the vet first covered it with a plastic sheet to avoid any mess). He then started to evaluate the kid's body condition and decided to immediately put him on an IV drip, adding some animal anti-inflammatory and antibiotics to the re-hydration solution, but no pain killers, as that would spoil the fun for the kid. After that, he removed the dildo plugging the kid's orifice, deciding that he would have to stitch his ruptured asshole. Although his body was very battered, he assessed there was no need for other stitches. He carefully cleaned the rest of the boy's body parts before gagging and tying the fag to his bed and stitching up his little asshole. From the kid's reaction I guess this whole process must have been really painful for the little slut without any anesthesia or painkillers. It was a good job he was tightly restrained as Lukie certainly took his time stitching him, putting a large number of stitches in that small area but I guess he was keen to try and make sure his future pleasure wouldn't be impaired. Not many doctors get the chance to test our their handiwork but I knew the vet would get his chance.

I stopped watching the video as Lukie left the boy tied to the bed but continued to check in over the week from time to time and was pleased to see that the kid was making a fast recovery. I called Lukie a couple of times to check in and get his report. By Wednesday I was delighted to hear that Lukie had started to have the slut nursing on his cock to complement his diet, watching him progressing to a face fuck on the following day. The ass took more time to heal and the minor bleeding didn't completely stop for ten days.

On Monday I woke up at 7 as usual and went out to see how the team was getting on finishing my new house. It was all minor work, and they promised it would be finished in two weeks. Looking at what still needed to be done I was confident they would deliver, specially with the bonus I offered if they met the new deadline. They agreed to set up the new furniture after finishing the renovation, leaving the old stuff in the basement.

On Wednesday I traveled to Anna's solicitor to settle the details of the inheritance. He agreed with my parenting and financial plan for the kid. While there was probably no need for one I thought it would be a safeguard to have a legal agreement in case anyone in the future started to ask questions. I asked him to set up a new trust fund for the kid and proposed that I would take $50,000 per month from it, to take good care of him and pay for his education and all extra expenses. I hadn't realized how wealthy Anna's parents had been so with that money, the assets Anna had liquidized when planning her move and the insurance money from the air company as compensation for the accident and future investment income on the capital there would be plenty to cover the monthly payments for some time to come. I would still have to sell some of the properties in the future to cover all the payments until he turned 18, but when I had, there would be a reasonable sum for him to start his adult life with. The solicitor agreed to draw up the plans and get them swiftly approved by the authorities the following day. It was all sorted by Friday when I had to go back home. I felt very pleased with myself and all I had accomplished when my plane landed close to 7pm.

"Hey guys, I'm back! How was your week Finn? Lukie told me the boys were really hard on you, and I see he was telling me the truth! Your skin is all blue and yellow boy, just the way we all know you like. Well, I'm really tired from the trip, but I think my favorite cocksucker could make me feel better."

I presented it to him so he could suck from his bed and I got to unload my cum and piss down his small throat. I let the kid nurse on my soft cock while I chatted with Lukie and got some instructions on how to continue the fag's rehabilitation until he fully recovered as my mate would be leaving the following morning.

The kid had been put on a liquid diet, and this seemed to have helped a bit, but it appears that he was in excruciating pain whenever he needed to take a crap. I soon noticed that he was extremely anxious whenever he needed to go to the toilet, and he went a couple of days without relieving his bowels, probably due to the pain he was feeling. But this was not good for his recovery, so I started to secretly add some powerful laxatives to his piss smoothies. And to avoid having his screams drawing the neighbors' attention, I ordered him to choose a dildo from his collection to plug his mouth and muffle his noise whenever he needed to shit.

"You are getting much better boy, I think you will be completely recovered before we travel on vacation, in two weeks time," I said trying to encourage him on Sunday.

By the Wednesday I felt he had healed almost completely. I didn't use his ass immediately but I did start keeping his ass plugged with his silicone dildo (the vibrator). It was not until the Sunday that I had my first fuck going very easy on him but a couple of days before traveling I was back to fucking his ass as hard as before. I have to say Lukie had done a great job and it felt as good as before on my dick and the kid still squealed at times but there was no blood.

I had terminated his school enrollment, informing them that we would be moving to another location. I had decided to homeschool him from now on, as this would be a better fit to our new lifestyle. Also it would pose less risks for other kids as they would not have to share their space with this depraved slut. In addition to being his guardian I would also become his tutor, and this would take much of my time. I would have to reduce my work time, by at least half, which was ok as I would be getting more money from his trust fund than I used to get working my normal 40 hours per week.

He was, of course, unaware of any of this. Also, that when we drove off it would be the last time he saw my apartment, his old school, this city or even the sea! I was keeping the 'vacation' trip as a surprise, he did ask me where we were heading to and when his mom would join us, but I refused to give him any information. He did try his luck one more time.

"Daddy, could you please tell me what should I pack? I don't know if I should take some clothes for cold weather, as you haven't told me where we are going."

He probably thought we were heading to a tropical location, similar to that time when we visited his deceased grandparents two years ago, and he packed only some shorts, t-shirts and his swimming briefs. Oh, and while healing I had arranged his collection of butt plugs on a shelf so he could see them when he was lying in his bed, including the 30cm [12"] black dildo that had ruptured his hole. Before traveling I told him to go and grab all of them. We were leaving the day before his birthday and I told him it would be a long drive.

I had the car full with stuff, including the clothes I intended to keep and the kid's new toys hidden in boxes. He looked intrigued by the excessive cargo, but managed to remain silent. I had arranged for a company to come to my apartment on the next day and pack the remaining stuff I would be keeping so they could transport it to the new location, but most of the furniture would be left, as I had already sold the apartment to a work colleague and he wanted it fully furnished. I had also donated my surplus clothes and shoes, as I was becoming a minimalist. And of course, apart from what he was transporting in his backpack, all of the fag's few remaining clothes would be donated as well, as his life was going to become even more austere.

During the trip I stopped twice to eat the meals I had prepared at home for both of us, and I used these opportunities to allow the kid to piss in his water bottle. In addition to them, I had to stop once more to fill the tank with gas. I didn't need to stop to piss, as I used the kid as my urinal and had him drink it whenever I felt necessary. As a curiosity, we managed to keep his vibrator on for the entirety of the car trip, as the thing came with a car charging cable! Now you tell me, who would think about charging a dildo in the car?

It was well past 6pm when we arrived at my secluded property, but there was still some sunlight as we were in the summer. This place was a lot cooler than the city we had come from, but as it was still summer, it was warm (around 24ºC [75ºF]). In winter the temperatures here would stay below 10ºC [50ºF]. And during that season we would be able to see the snowy mountains in the far background but at our altitude the temperature rarely dropped below 0ºC [32ºF] during the day.

This was my first view of the place after all the renovations had been completed with the new furniture, and I must say that I was pleased with all the work that had been done. The kid was confused, but equally tired. I showered and even allowed him to have an unsupervised (cold) shower himself, although I insisted he kept his butt plugged although of course not charging. We had a light dinner before I quickly fucked his face in the guest bedroom and put him to bed, letting him enjoy one last night of his old life.

Tomorrow would be a new day, his eleventh birthday in fact. I dare to say this was going to be the most important day of his young life, even more important than his previous birthday with Ben. And although I was tired, I couldn't sleep properly from my excitement. I woke up at four, and this allowed me to contemplate the dawn. And as the sun rose up in the sky I thought about all the novelties that this new life, starting from today, would bring to both of us.

b-side A Happy Family

Edited by Dave

Category & Story codes

Summary

Characters

Non-Consensual Story Disclaimer

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Supplement

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Chapter 11

Chapter 12

Chapter 13

Chapter 14

Chapter 15

Chapter 16