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Team Effort Chapter 19 OF 68

This  story is C Copyright 2005, by TM. All World Wide Rights Reserved.
This story  may not be sold or made part of any collection without prior  
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Time seemed to be moving slowly for Dan. He was  blocking out, or trying to 
block out the pain, all of it.

The  surgical work done on his cock and bladder were now causing him great  
discomfort. The 'doc' didn't spray any numbing agent on it this morning and now 
 the pain from the few stitches and the fresh cut muscle was taking its toll 
on  Dan.

His ass was so sore; he couldn't sit down even if he was  allowed to. He 
wasn't even sure what his nuts looked like, even if they were  still functioning; 
as the pain in his balls was the worst of all the  pain.

He began, again, to think of his family and friends. He was  concerned mostly 
about his fellow teammates. For all he knew, they could have  been shipped 
out and he was all alone. 

There remained an unnatural  silence that surrounded him like a warm blanket. 
He prayed for answers, any  answer now would do. Why was he being deprived of 
sight and sound? What purpose  is gained by it? When will these insane humans 
stop all this tormenting and  torturous acts upon him?

Surely all this was a dream, no perhaps a  nightmare? How he was missing the 
odor of the salt air, and the sandy beaches;  always on Sunday.

Dan kept thinking about Mike, knowing from a good  reliable source that he 
was gay. Would Mike like it here? Would he thrive here?  Is this part of the 
darker side of gay life in the world, surely it can't  be?  I know they indenture 
females, so this can't just be a man  thing.

What about Shaun, he thought? He had caught his younger  brother staring at 
him every chance he could; since all three boys had to share  a bathroom. Maybe 
he was looking, just because his own body was changing. Maybe  staring to see 
if I had a stiffy. Certainly Shaun wasn't like that, or was he?  Had his 
brothers ever got it on with each other? No, that would be disgusting.  Gay, ok, 
but together not to cool.

Just maybe. Dan thought if I'd  stop fighting all of this, then time won't 
seem to be standing still. Maybe if I  stop being so righteous, what these men 
are doing to me won't hurt so much.  Maybe, if I act like I'm learning to obey, 
the men will go easier with me. I can  only do and take so much, but I know I 
can take and do more. Do more to please  my caregivers, my instructors. Maybe 
here, like a real prison, they credit me  with good behavior and I'd get out 
sooner; but no, didn't the judge say no  parole?

Damn it all, why can't I get some  sleep?

********
Lucas  was feeling his own pains. His humiliations from yesterday appeared 
only to be  the 'tip of the iceberg'.  His body was now a flaming mass of red 
marks and  blistering welts. His body piercings were constantly making him aware 
that he  wasn't a free man any longer. The obscenely large ring hanging from 
his cock  would always remind him of his new life as a slave. How could any 
man fuck  another, and make it sound enjoyable? How does pissing in another 
mans' mouth  make you superior? Does watching a torture session make you hard and 
horny? Why  do these men constantly whip me? What have done to them to piss 
them  off?

Since early morning Lucas, had been hosed clean, and placed  face down in a 
sling. His hands and arms secured and his legs and feet spread  and bound 
tightly. A naked trainer was at his mouth, with another at his love  hole.  They 
had him near delirium, getting a cock rammed down his throat,  constantly making 
his gag reflex engage; while his ass was being brutally  invaded. His body 
swung on the sling, so that the cock in his mouth would  naturally travel down 
to the bone and the cock up his hole would slam in and  then slide out. The 
instructors could be seen pushing him one direction or the  other. Lucas couldn't 
tell by now, but he lost count of all the cock up his ass  after six of them 
had spunked either in him or on him. From his limited view  point, he could 
still see that the walls of his room were lined with naked  servants, banded in 
a variety of colors.

*********

John in like manner to the others had his early morning  enema and his soupy 
breakfast. His new whale of a tongue ring was still keeping  his tongue 
swollen. Every time he had to open his mouth, the sheer size and  weight of the ring 
pulled his tongue out and down. He still was in a quandary  about the need 
for a ring like this.

Even hairless, his grey eyes  and beautiful complexion made him look like an 
Adonis. 

His  personal service training was going well; or as well as it could for day 
 two.  He was once again bathing male bodies, doing man servant work and  
today he was even learning the proper way to use 'wet wipes' immediately after  
any of his instructors finished sitting on the toilet. For the slightest of  
errors or lack of attention he was getting zapped by a moderate charge of  
electricity.

The only man sex he has been learning today is the  proper method of rimming 
and sucking. They both took a hefty toll on John. For  each cock or ass 
rimming, John couldn't keep from vomiting. The instructors,  wise with experience, 
expected it. Such reactions from males, new to their new  life often reacted in 
such a  way.

******

Freckled face Billy was learning the  joys of uncontrollable feelings and 
emotions. He was still receiving tainted  food, drugged to aid in his training. 
He lay on his back, with his feet wrapped  around the instructor's neck, 
begging for 'more and 'harder'. He was learning  that passionate kissing between to 
men is a normal and wonderful expression of  love and kindness. He never in 
his twenty years of living thought such great sex  had ever existed. His neck 
was covered in 'hickies' as his instructors, some  gently others roughly, sucked 
his neck during the sex training. It mattered not  to Billy, as he had no 
real control over his thoughts or prior upbringing. All  the words he heard from 
his instructors seemed normal and proper. Man sex is  good and as proof of 
that, Billy's' cock had already spunked four rounds of  semen; and it wasn't even 
noon yet.

*******

Logan was  still in the early stages of his day. He was still fighting off 
the advances by  his male instructors. He continued in every way he knew how, to 
maintain his  former life's beliefs. He was hanging by his wrists, his body 
worsening by the  hour, as not to much of his skin had been left unmarked by 
the whip. He couldn't  cry out, his voice long gone, his eyes drained of tears. 
Countless anal assaults  by dildos still kept him rampant. 

The instructors knew by now,  that the one tough cookie in the bunch would be 
Logan. They have never failed in  their assigned tasks and Logan was not to 
be the first. Instructors, the good  ones, have so many 'weapons' at their 
disposal that surely one of them would be  the 'straw that broke the camels back'. 
 Surely, by now, Logan would have  figured that out.

*******

Out at the flea market,  everything seemed to be going just great. Lot's of 
people there for a Sunday.  The sights and sounds were endless. The smell of 
open air cooking filled the  entire place. 

A few times, Shauns' parents spotted something that  they thought their son's 
might like, until the visions of the bare bedroom came  to mind. Even some 
great deals on clothing, but that too went by the  wayside.

There was, as always, the one building marked "Adults  Only". Neither of them 
had ever given the building any thought until today. With  non-verbal 
agreement, holding each others hand they ventured  inside.

Row after row of previously viewed movies were everywhere.  It was the walls, 
adorned with so much that caught their attention. Trying not  to make eye 
contact with the 'market crowd' they eased around and between the  others until 
they got to the wall. Looking at all the items, some now familiar,  enforced 
their new understanding; that the 'home leather crowd' was alive and  well. 
After a short thirty minutes they exited the building, empty handed; but  with a 
much more comprehensive understanding.

They left the market  empty handed as well. Nothing seemed to catch their eye 
other than the things  they knew couldn't be used by their sons.

Leaving early they  decided to stop for lunch at a nice, casual dining spot 
that always advertised  home cooking. Being a Sunday, and around the meal hour 
they knew the place would  be crowded.  The southern Baptist always ate out 
after their Sunday  preaching. Entering the small, but clean establishment, they 
found themselves  waiting in a line, for seating. 

All of a sudden, they could hear  their names being called out, over the 
clashing of plates and clanking of  glassware. It was the Millers.

The Millers had been seated at a  table and had two empty chairs. Going over, 
they thanked Mr. and Mrs. Miller for  the offer, which they gladly accepted.

Mrs. Miller wasted no time  in questioning the couple about what happened 
after they left last night and  what was going on today. They got a good earful 
from Shauns' dad, as his wife  sat in silence. After all, he was the one 
downstairs this morning. They told of  their venture to the flea market and of their 
first ever visit to the 'Adults  Only' building. 

After a long leisurely lunch, amongst the church  goers, they all left 
together. In the parking lot a short discussion on whether  it would be to 
presumptuous of the Millers inviting themselves over ensued, but  they were welcome any 
time in the afternoon they wanted to stop over.  Mrs.  Miller said she wanted 
to get home and cook up a big meal for everyone's dinner  tonight, which was 
a kind gesture on her part. 

Approaching their  home, nearing the driveway, they noticed that as promised, 
Carlos was still  there. A van was parked to the rear of Carlos' vehicle, 
indicating that one or  more of his friends were there as well.

Pulling up to the garage  door, waiting for it to open, they saw two bikes, 
resting neatly on the side  nearest the gate leading into the back yard.

Carlos heard the  garage door opening and made a quick run up the stairs to 
greet Mikes' and the  'pups' parents.

Carlos, almost as family, ushered them into the  kitchen and said he needed 
to speak with them both privately.  

*******

Carlos knew of no other way to tell them what  he has learned and discovered, 
other than being his normal forthcoming self and  saying it.

The look of their two faces told Carlos that he had  gotten their complete 
attention, so he began.

"Well, sir, mama,  ever since yesterday I had this feeling, a gut feeling, 
about Mike. Had one  about the 'pup' as well but that's another story. 

I don't know of  any other way to say this to you both, but Mike is not 'new' 
to male to male  sex. It's been happening at least since his sophomore year. 
I had an idea that  he was, from the beginning, but now I'm sure. 

Last night and again  this morning, two classmates of Mikes' noticed certain 
activities in the yard. I  approached them and spoke with them about their 
seeming interest in seeing Mike  naked in the yard. They began telling me of the 
trio's first sexual encounter  and the subsequent ones as well.

The gist of their comments was  that they had befriended Mike at the 
beginning of the school year and as the  year progressed Mike let them know of his 
inner desires to have man sex.  

The two boys have, themselves, been 'out' only to their families.  When Mike 
figured it out, on his own, they had no choice but to be honest and  tell him 
that they were a 'couple' ever since junior high  school.

They are the first and only males that Mike has had sex  with. They told me 
of Mikes' desire to feel accepted for who he is, and that  Mike always was the 
'bottom' boy, or as we know it in our world, the slave. They  'experimented' 
with Mikes desires and needs for several months.  

They discovered that Mike had more desires and wants than they  could or 
would entertain; so they began seeing him less and less. As you may  have 
discovered, by the bikes outside, they are downstairs at present. I invited  them 
over, this afternoon; in hopes to get to the whole truth and to urge Mike  to 'let 
go' of his inhibitions.

I don't want you two to feel bad,  to feel like you failed somewhere along 
the way. You didn't! There are many  families, truth be told, that have one or 
more gay sons or daughters. What you  need to do, I feel, is to assure your 
son's that they have your support and  love. Sure, some things you hear and 
witness are not to your liking, let alone  meet with your approval, but you must 
accept them if you want to keep the love  of your sons alive. I'm not trying to 
be harsh here, just open about their world  and feelings toward it, and you. I 
think some of Mikes' emotions go so deep, and  that he is afraid you won't 
love him anymore. Just being naked around you and  others was enough to almost 
put him over the edge. You both, and society, have  taught him that being free 
to express himself visually is not  acceptable.

I can't tell you what to say to your sons. I can't tell  you how to act 
around them. But I can say that your actions and your speech will  impact them 
both, from this weekend all the way through the rest of their  lives."

Carlos quietly moved his chair back and stood up. "I have  to get back 
downstairs, so if you'd like, when you're ready come down and visit  with us. I'm 
sure everyone will be pleased to see you, including  Mike."

Carlos descended the stairs without saying another  word.

The parents remained seated, continuing the discussion. After  a cup of 
coffee and a bathroom pit stop, they headed downstairs. Mikes' mom  hadn't seen 
either of her sons since last night and was eager to do just  that.

By the time they arrived in the basement, Carlos had spoken  to everyone, 
letting them know to expect the visit. They were greeted by Will  and by the two 
teens. The teens very politely introduced themselves, while  maintaining their 
current dress code of being naked, with hardons. Neither of  the teens was 
embarrassed about being naked in front of  'parents'.

Noticeable a lot cleaner, Shauns' mom praised the group  for their efforts in 
cleaning the basement. 

They had seen both  their sons as they came down the stairs, but wanted to 
meet the two teens and  Will first.

First they moved to the 'pup'. Will hadn't stop working  with 'pup' since he 
arrived. "Pups" cock cage had temporarily been replaced by  another one of 
those acrylic cylinders. The cylinder was attached to another  form of pump. The 
whole cylinder was automatically masturbating the  pup.

'Pups' parents didn't seem surprised to find him still on all  fours. His mom 
knelt down and took a closer look. She could immediately tell  that 'pups' 
nipples had really been stretched. She softly stroked the bare skin  surrounding 
the nipples, silently letting her son know she was there.  

Looking at the 'pups' cock arrangement she noticed an additional  tube which 
wasn't visible on the initial view. It was explained to her, by Will,  that 
the tube she was holding in her hand, was the collection tube for the  'pups' 
cum. The tube had a fairly large amount of manseed in it already, and  Will 
indicated he planned on leaving the pump on until the 'pup' was in agony  from 
'dry orgasms'. 

She continued looking at her fair skin son.  Now running both hands down his 
back and over his buttocks; This being the first  time she'd seen the huge 
butt plug, she questioned Carlos on the reasoning  behind it, which he dutifully 
explained in great detail. She seemed satisfied  with his answer.

Mike hadn't known of his parent's arrival. Will  and Carlos had wrapped his 
eyes with Ace bandages and inserted tiny foam  earplugs long before the two 
teens arrived.  His ass was oozing grease,  combined with manseed. His lips 
looked redder and a bit swollen.  

Mike was on his knees. His ankles attached to a steel spreader  bar, while 
his wrist were attached to a wooden spreader bar which had been  placed behind 
his neck.  Mike either had to kneel upright, or bend at the  waist; hands 
unable to reach the floor.

Carlos explained that Mike  was put in this situation due to his not being 
open with him or himself. Both  parents nodded their understanding. The next bit 
of explaining came from one of  the two teens.

He told of his school experiences with Mike. He also  mentioned that he had 
'come out' to his parents just after he and Mike had sex.  He said his parents 
were "Super Cool" with his sexual orientation and even allow  him the freedom 
of being naked around them. He went on to explain the  relationship between 
him and his boyfriend, how they met and everything in  between.

When he had run out of biography about himself, he finally  tackled the 
current situation; telling them that he and his lover have been  fucking their son 
constantly for the last hour or so. Both also have been  getting 
gratifications from Mikes' mouth, as well as a clean cock from  it.

The whirlwind of emotions, the struggle to understand and  accept their sons, 
didn't compare to the same range of feelings that Mike and  Shaun were going 
through as well, mostly Mike.

Carlos was about to  remove Mikes' eye covering, but decided against it. He 
wanted to see if Mike  would receive the same sort of attention from his 
mother, as she had given the  'pup'. He wasn't disappointed.

She, like in 'pup's case began with  a slow hand down his back. Mike 
stiffened right up. He knew who it was that was  touching him. His mom took her hand 
and began lifting his head up, until she had  Mike kneeling erect. She stroked 
her sons' chest and abdomen, followed by a slow  and cautious fondling of his 
cock and balls. The attention she was giving him  caused an erection. Her free 
hand was massaging his most glorious butt  cheeks.

Mikes' dad noticed that the tip of his cock was moist with  the ever present 
'pre-cum' and gently moved his wife's' hand away; replacing it  with his own. 
Again the sudden jerk by Mike, indicating he was aware of the  change.

His dad began stroking the cock which had now become the  focal point of 
everybody's attention. Will scurried to the duffle bag and  proceeded then to hand 
Mikes' dad a large squeeze bottle of  lubricant.

Caught up in the moment, he applied the cool lube to his  son's cock and 
continued stroking until Mike let out a blood curdling yell,  exploding manseed on 
to the floor below. If this much attention didn't get Mike  to come to grips 
with himself, perhaps nothing would.

The shorter  of the two teens, who along with the others had been watching, 
said, "Now that's  awesome. At my house, I'm not allowed to cum unless dad or 
mom does it for me.  Of course it's a different story when I'm with my 
boyfriend. Mike should be  pleased that you helped him to release like that. I'm glad 
to see that my folks  are just like you guys, AWESOME!"

Both mom and dad could be seen  with a light blushing effect on their faces. 

to be  continued...  

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marcus, trey and billy  

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