Face In The Mirror

Day 5Part 2Scott and James


After several minutes of lascivious foot play Scott opened his eyes and found James staring up at him.  He smiled down at the boy lapping at his ankle and James said, Master it would be a pleasure to serve as your pussyboy; to have you fuck my worthless asscunt; anything to please you sir.

Scott looked to C for guidance.  C responded, You heard the boy.  Hell be crushed if you deny him.  Hell feel like an utter failure.

Scott blustered, This is all your doing.  You love to meddle in my life.

C returned the sentiment, Remember what I told you as your superior.  You need to heal your body sexually.  Take that boy, who will probably be your boss someday, and make him happy by fucking him senseless.  The next time you see him, HE could be giving YOU orders.

That made Scott smile, Ya know David, sometimes I forget that once upon a time you were a candidate just like this boy down here on his belly.. asking to be fucked.  But you just reminded me.

C smiled a knowing smile, We all start out crawling on our bellies.  Remembering that keeps us humble.  Of course I was a candidate.  I only hope I made my master as proud as this cunthole, cumdump makes me.  Now go fuck him.

Scott got up from the chair, took James by the arm and pulled him into one of the adjoining bedrooms.

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James knelt by the bed and waited for his masters instructions.  

Poor Scott was more than a little nervous.  After Mexico there were months of surgery and rehab to heal his body and repair his badly damaged cock.  It had been almost a year since hed had sex and the fact was he had no idea if his equipment would perform properly.  On the other hand James had been able to suck two good loads out of his balls in the limo. that was encouraging.  Scott needed to take hold of himself.  For heavens sake hed been fucking like a mad man for decades; hed plugged dozens of great looking guys and nailed his share of candidates along the way.  He knew hed be OK if he could just get the ball rolling.  He walked over, sat on the bed and looked at James.

Boy can you release yourself from hypnotic control?  Have you reached that level yet?

James was puzzled, No sir.  Only my master has that power.

It had been several years since Scott had any involvement in candidate training.  He tried to remember what hed learned, but his memory was foggy.  Scott felt tight, all wound up.  He wanted to talk to James the person, not the pussyboy. Right now Scott needed a friend; someone he could really speak to.. open up with.  James could be that perfect person, almost a stranger, someone who would absolutely keep his confidence, a man Scott could trust, and it didnt hurt that James was extremely masculine and very handsome.. or that he was making Scott sweat.

Do you have to call me master?

James felt rather uncomfortable, What else would I call you sir?

Cant you just call me Scott?

James wondered if this was a test, No sir, I could never be that disrespectful.  Have I offended you master?  I am very stupid sir, have I said something wrong?

Christ no boy, you havent done anything wrong.  Cant you take off some of your hypnotic restraint?  I know that eventually youll be able to lift yourself out of trance.

James tried to think around the barriers of hypnotic restraint, Sir, if you wish I could shift my perception to the observer level.  Then I will be consciously aware of everything going on.  Certain limits are relaxed in that state.

Good Boy, do that, do that now.

James blinked a few times, Its accomplished sir.

So whats different?

James considered the question and his answer, Well sir, I guess you could say that more of my mind is here. more of my senses acting together.  In this state I have full use of logic, intelligence, and my ability to analyze whats going on around me.  At this level I can hear all the conversations around me, understand them, and integrate them into my reality.

And whats still constrained?

James almost laughed, Oh sir, a lots missing.. most of my long term memory, my history.  But sir, except for the things my master has ordered me to lock away, I can tell you with some accuracy everything thats transpired from the day my candidacy began, but nothing before that.

Do you know who you are?

James wasnt certain he understood the question, Im a cuntboy sir.  I live to serve my master I worship my master.  I am a candidate in the Organization.  If I ever complete my training Ill become a junior controller. but I dont think thats ever going to happen.

Why not?

James voice dropped and he lowered his eyes, I keep disappointing my master.  I try my best, but theres a stubborn, strong willed part to my personality and I cant seem to will it away or break it.  Its a terrible weakness.. my greatest flaw.  My master has tried many things and it hurts me deeply that I cant seem to accomplish this for him.  Sir, I would do anything for my master.  I pray that someday I can present him with this success, as my special gift to him.  I am consumed with my inadequacy.  I cannot bear to frustrate my master, and yet, its all I seem to do.

James, thats not true, your master is quite proud of you.  He speaks very highly of you.

James was incredulous, I think you are mistaken sir.  You must be thinking of some other candidate, a different cuntboy.  I bring my master nothing but dissatisfaction.

You just answered to your name.  Is it OK for me to call you James?

James was a bit startled, No one ever calls me that name. James. it sounds so odd.  And yet, I hear it echo in my head from long ago.  So sir, if it pleases you to call me James.. I will assume its allowed.

Isnt there some way you can call me Scott?

James got very nervous, Sir, it would be a breech of protocol.  I could force myself sir, to please you sir, but it would make me very embarrassed and ashamed.  It would be like compelling me to blaspheme, to be intentionally disrespectful.  Its done sometimes in training when a candidate is made to bring about his own castigation.  One master will order me to disobey another so that I will intentionally bring down my own punishment.  It is done to teach us humility.  If its your wish sir, naturally I will obey.

Nevermind.

James could sense the sadness in Scott and a certain reticence to begin any sexual activity.  James was not the least reserved about sex, so he got up, climbed on the bed, got behind Scott, and began to massage his shoulders, Does this please you sir?

Yes James, that feels great.

James stopped for a moment; helped Scott out of his jacket; folded it neatly; and set it aside.  As he continued to rub Scotts upper arms James leaned in and began to nibble on Scotts neck.  A couple minutes later while James kissed, bit, and licked Scotts ear he opened his tie and slowly slid it out of his collar.  When James had kissed down to Scotts shoulders he reached around; gradually unbuttoned his shirt; and snaked his hand inside to lightly graze the sandy hair on Scotts chest.  James stiff prick bounced against his stomach and thumped Scotts back like a big bass drum. boom, boom, boom.  

James had never gotten sexually involved as an observer, and he felt like he was seeing, smelling, hearing, feeling, and even tasting things for the first time.  Unbeknown to him other changes were taking place in his psyche; dominoes were falling; doors were opening; walls were tumbling down.

Scotts heart began to pound, his pits got damp, and his jock got way too small to contain his energetic fat, hard cock.  James continued to focus on Scotts neck and ears and chin and shoulders and chest. and then using both hands he began to finger and tease Scotts rubbery erect nipples.. The controllers troubles seemed to float away.  Scott was a believer; this kid could do EVERYTHING; he was gifted at every fucking thing.  The boy was a marvel.. No, more like a wizard, a skillful magician there was no doubt he had a magic tongue and magic fingers. in addition to his magic body and his magic cock.  Scott relaxed into James expert arms.

James slid Scotts shirt out of his pants and tossed it away; he moved to the side, gently pushed Scott back on the bed, undid his belt, opened his zipper, and as Scott raised his hips James pulled off his trousers.  Without thinking James hopped off the bed and went to work attending to Scotts clothing.  He arranged the pants and jacket on a wooden hanger, the shirt and tie on another, and hung them both in the closet.

When James returned to the bed, Scott, still in his jock was propped up on his elbow, You didnt have to do that.  Look James, I know Im a controller and youre a candidate.  That was fine for the blow job in the car, but just now I need a friend Im feeling pretty weird. awkward. You probably cant understand any of this. but if youre here to please my brother; if youre here on Davids orders; if youre looking to be slavepussy for my cock; well then, Id rather we just take a nap together.  I dont want to fuck a cuntboy Jesus James, I really need a friend.  Do you comprehend anything Ive said... what I mean?

James felt disoriented, You are his brother.. Youre my master. youre Davids brother.. It just fell into place.. the relationship.  WOW, youre Davids brother.

Now Scott was puzzled, Yes, Im Davids brother.  You know that.  Youve known that all day.. and even before this.  Ive seen you previously; at the beginning of your candidacy.  Maybe you dont remember.

James smiled, Of course I remember; I could give you the date and time I first laid eyes on you.  Thats not it Scott.  It just made sense.  Everything fell into place.  Its like seeing things properly for the very first time.  Jesus Christ, youre Scott; youre Davids brother.

Scott wondered what was happening, Um James, I dont want to alarm you but youre calling me Scott.

James was startled, Oh shit!  Hey, Im really sorry about that.  I should be calling you sir it feels so damned strange. everything feels so weird.. like I just woke up after a very long sleep. no, more like a very long coma.. and I know I should be frightened. I should be terrified. but. but. its kind of exciting Man O Man is my dick ever hard. I think Id shoot if I sneezed Damn!!  I feel gooood.  James reached out his arms and stretched, Jeeeze, I just remembered, David fucked me blind on the flight out here.  Your brother is one hell of a great fuck.  Ooops! I know I shouldnt have said that.

Scott started to laugh, David, my brother David, is a great lay?  I mean I love him and admire him and Id do absolutely anything FOR him, but trying to imagine him as a great lover. How the hell do you get the stick out of his ass?

James started to laugh, and then stopped, Oh man Scott, you are so wrong.  David is the sweetest, kindest, most gentle man Ive ever known, inside or outside the Organization.  Hes also the smartest, strongest, wisest, and most loyal person.  If you dont know that then you dont know your brother very well.

Scott has been sarcastic, and he knew it. No James, youre right.  I just like to ride his ass about being so reserved and presentable all the time.  When he was younger he used to cut loose. get into trouble.. break the rulesin his twenties he was wild.. really wild.  Hes changed since he took on all this responsibility.

James understood more and more, You have no idea how hard he works.  I get to see parts of him that no one else sees.  When Im his cuntboy, sitting at his feet, I see and hear everything that goes on, the pressure hes under.  Scott he takes on everyones problems as his own.  He worries night and day about every person in his command.  He carries around the weight of the world, and Scott in 16 months Ive never once heard him complain, or ask for a single thing for himself. not a single thing.  Jesus, hed kill me if he heard me talking.  Most of this, this information, is supposed to be locked away in my subconscious.

Scott asked, What the fuck is going on with you James. your language, your speech patterns, theyre all different.  What happened?

James thought for a second, Hmmm I think something you said together with something I did released me from hypnotic control.  Hmmm Im trying to dig around in my consciousness to see whats there and whats missing From what I can tell most of the constraints are gone.  There are definitely some things missing, things David ordered me to lock away, but everything else yes, pretty much everything else is there.  Did you know I went to Cornell?.... majored in drama.  And Ive been engaged, TO A GIRL!  Actually before I started my candidacy I was a raving heterosexual.  I had noting against men.  They were OK, but I had plans for marriage and a family.  Looking back now, I realize I was pretty lost.  My life was going nowhere fast.  I think thats why I took the leap and agreed to enter candidacy.  Fuck, if I had known what was involved I would never.. NEVER have agreed to any of it.

Scott interjected, Thats probably true for everyone in our little club.  None of us would have enlisted if they told us the hell we were about to endure, but James, its worth every blowjob and nasty fuck;  even the bondage and horrible discipline.  This is the best group of men in the universe.  Id do it all again.  Hell, if they said it was necessary Id begin as a day one candidate tomorrow to keep my place here.

James was just as eager, You dont have to sell me.  Im still just a pussy on legs, but I know how valuable this training is.  Besides there are larger issues. other reasons.

Scott grinned, Yes, I know, you love my brother.  Thats one secret you cant seem to keep.  My god James, you fawn all over him.  Its very cute, and kind of funny.

James turned beet red, Oh shit, is it that obvious.  Im always trying to please him and god knows Id do absolutely anything he asked, but does it seem different from the way the other boys treat their masters?......... Oh hell, how obvious is it?

Scott didnt want to humiliate the guy, Its not tooooo bad.  Its just that you say how much you love his voice, and his face, and everything he says, and how it kills you to disappoint him.

James shook his head, I know, I know, it seems like Im always failing him.  He must think Im a big pain in the ass.  I guess hell be glad when and if I ever make it to junior controller.

Scott narrowed his eyes, Now I think youre being disingenuous.  I think youre doing some fishing of your own.  Youre around him ALL THE TIME.  You must have some sense of how he feels about you.

James sat on the edge of the bed, Unfortunately, thats one of the areas in my mind thats blocked.  Davids put some things under lock and key in my brain.  That includes anything he says about me in my presence.  I do remember YOU telling HIM that love would do him good and that you believed he loved this kid.  I was the kid wasnt I?

Scott turned toward the younger man, Yup, youre the kid in question.  So how do you feel about that?

James didnt have to think, I love him.  Its as simple as that.  If he doesnt feel the same it will hurt like hell.  I guess Id have to live with it; I just dont know how.  Scott over all these months my respect and admiration for David has grown; so has my affection, till he fills my thoughts.  Even when Im under tight control Im obsessed with pleasing him.  Im not sure how people on the outside fall in love.  When I look back at my affection for my girlfriend I realize it was nothing, not an atom of what I feel for David.  If its possible I want to spend my life in his service.  The idea of being with him, sleeping in the same bed is like a pipe dream. utterly impossible.  Scott, Id settle for whatever crumbs I could get. Ill do anything I can just to be around him.  Hell, if he wont love me back Ill get the job as his personal assistant or his valet or his driver or his secretary.  Frankly, I dont care, but I need to be around him.  And thats how I feel about your brother.  Its so fucking cool that youre his brother.

Scott found himself wanting to make James feel better.  Suddenly his own problems seemed smaller, more manageable.  He reached over and put his hand on James warm shoulder.  James tilted his head to the side and rested it on Scotts hand. 

 Hey Scott, youve got troubles of your own.  I know the basic facts about Mexico.  I flew down with David, but he refused to take me along on the raid..too dangerous They called him from Juarez the night you were kidnapped.  He was on the jet twenty minutes after he hung up the phone.  Besides barking out orders he didnt say five words all the way there.  I honestly think I know him better than anyone, and I have never seen him frightened. never but that night. Ive never seen him more concerned.  It scared the piss out of me. seeing Control One troubled. that just doesnt happen. Scott, he nearly lost his mind looking for you.  It took about 20 hours to travel there and get a fix on your location; then another 4 hours to plan the attack; 8 hours to complete the raid; and almost 18 hours to evacuate and get everyone where they belonged.  Scott he got that first emergency call at the end of a hard 16 hour day.  All in all he was awake, alert, and managing every detail for almost three days.  When we got back he had a full days work waiting and no one else who could do it Scott, I have never heard him complain, or even say that he was exhausted.  Its easy to see why everyone who knows him loves him.  You should hear what they say when hes not around.  Not only do they all adore working for him, shit they all lust after his ass.. is it any wonder that I love him too; that I want to belong to him any way that hell have me?

Scott laughed, Dont get the wrong idea, I love him too.  Hes my favorite brother and I have a whole bunch to choose from.   I just like to ride his ass about being management you know, the man.  And I never get to see him anymore.  It seems like my family has been blown to the four corners of the earth.  And then theres Jack..

James turned to face Scott, I am sorry.  Im going on about David when hes right in the next room and James shivered head to foot, ooooh sorry about that, the thought that David is on the other side of that wall took my breath away for a second.  Scott I think that David is right; that you should go and see your friend.. lover. sorry, what do you call him?

Scott raised his eyebrows and frowned, I call him missing.  Its hard for me to understand James.  They mistreated Jack; they raped him; but they kept him high and completely out of it.  They beat the snot out of me; raped me with everything in the room; drugged me with hormones, hallucinogens, toxins and irritants; tortured me non stop for more than forty-eight hours straight, and I was ready to dance as soon as I got out of the hospital.  Its over now. all that horrible stuff. If I can get over it, I dont understand why Jack cant especially because I love him and Im here for him. and Christ knows I want him And James. It feels reeeelly odd sitting here, talking to you about this; when were naked.

James got up, waved Scott over, pulled down the bedclothes, and motioned for Scott to climb under.  A minute later the pair were under the sheets propped up on pillows, Is that better?

Scott nodded, Much.  James, am I being an insensitive asshole?  You can tell me.  Is there something Im not seeing?  Is there a reason it was so much harder for Jack than for me?

James considered his answer, I dont think youre being insensitive, but you need to put yourself in Jacks shoes.  Youre the. um alpha male the top dog.  Hes the.. giving partner. more submissive.   He thinks he got you tortured.  He believes its his fault.  I heard what you told David. that Jack remembers you begging to take his place, to be tortured instead of him.  Scott he feels responsible for what happened to you.  He didnt get the short end of the stick, and his suffering wasnt worse than yours, but he probably wishes it had been.  He saw how much more they hurt you.  He got narcotics and relaxants while they made you feel every punch and kick.  Id bet he wishes theyd hurt him more and you less.  If anything he thinks they pampered him and then forced him to watch what his easy treatment was costing you.  Think about it.  They made him feel like shit.  They made him feel good at your expense.  Its got to be eating him alive.

Scott finally got it, Well kid, I guess you can add yet another skill to your list.  Youre a fucking psychology wiz along with everything else.  Do you know how smart you are? 

James blushed crimson, It has nothing to do with intelligence.  Scott, all I had to do was substitute David and me for you and Jack.  It would kill me to see someone hurting David.  Then to think it was my fault.  And on top of all that, to have them drug me so that I felt hot, horny and euphoric while it was happening.  Id wind up thinking I could never look David in the eye again.  Its actually pretty simple.  In that situation Id much rather be the one getting hurt.  Any two people who loved each other would feel that way.

Scott lowered his head, Christ, I am stupid. And insensitive.  Why didnt I see it?  Jack did get the rotten end of the deal.  Its easy for me to feel good because I survived all that miserable shit, and Jack wasnt badly hurt.  Im ashamed to say that while I was in the hospital I felt like Jacks hero for surviving and shielding him.  It turns out Im even more responsible for his pain.  You know how this all started?  It was my fault that rotten prick, Fat Sam, came after us.  He was pissed off because I messed with his slave business.  Sam swore hed get even.  If it hadnt been for me Jack would never have been kidnapped in the first place.  They grabbed him because they knew he mattered to me.

James answered, I only know bits and pieces.  David told the story once, in a lecture to junior controllers; about a rescue mission you put together to save some young guys being held against their will by that man, Fat Sam.  He told them how heroic you guys were.  He said controllers should aspire to the same qualities as that group.... your group.  He said you showed unusual bravery against the odds and that your only incentive was helping those kidnapped young men and their families.

Scott wondered, I dont suppose he mentioned that he had to bail out our asses.

James was not surprised, David wouldnt do that.  Its not his style.

Scott felt much better, Well James, youve help immensely.  I know what I have to do.  Im going to board my dogs for a few more days, pack my bags again, and head for a certain clinic in the Alps.  Jack doesnt realize it yet, but hes coming home with me even if I have to hog tie him and carry him here kicking and screaming.

James grinned, Im so happy I could help.

Scott had some things to say, Look James, I probably should keep my mouth shut.  I know thats what David would say, but kid, I think youre the best thing that could possibly happen for him.  You could make my brother a very happy man.  James, Ive seen the way he looks at you; how he watches you and how much you excite him.  Ive never seen him like that before.  So kid, my advice to you is; dont take no for an answer.  My big brother will do whatever he thinks is best for YOU.  If he gets it into his head that youd be better off without him, or that he might block your progress, or in any way impede your ambitions, hell remove himself from the picture AND hell say whatever he must to convince you to go away.  If you really love him youre going to have to stand your ground.  Control One is the original Alpha male, but he doesnt always know whats in his own personal best interests.  Hell opt for your future every time.

James felt the lump rising in his throat, And you really think hes capable of loving me; that I could be.. enough. sufficient for him to meet his needs?

Scott got serious, Awww cmon boy.  The two of you are a perfect fit.  He likes looking out for you and you seem to enjoy taking care of him.  God knows he needs someone to think about him for a change.  On top of all that you seem perfectly matched in intellect, physical strength, agility, and temperament.  You couldnt have been better matched by all of IBMs computers.  And now I need to say thanks for the advice..

As Scott took hold of the covers and began to get up James smiled broadly and put his hand on top of Scotts, Where the fuck do you think youre going. uh sailor-boy is it?

Scott furrowed his brow, What do..

Before he could say more James moved out from under the covers and straddled Scotts legs.  He looked down into Scotts eyes, I seem to remember your boss giving us a couple orders.  If I dont do what my master commands hell whip my ass till I cant sit down.  Now cant you think of a more productive way to use this solid, well trained ass? and James took Scotts right hand and brought it down firmly on his left glute.

Scott was shocked, Look you dont have to do this.  I wont say a word.  Its not necessary.  Youve done so much for me and Im very grateful, but James you love my brother..

James put his finger to Scotts lips, Its because I love your brother that I WANT to do this.  Hell, if I hadnt seen David first, and you didnt have Jack. well, you never know.  Now Id just as soon you stopped talking.  Your stiff prick is rubbing up against my balls and its driving me crazy.  We can talk more. after. if you have any strength left.

Scott took James finger away from his mouth, I see you and David have something else in common; you both suffer from delusions of grandeur.  Kid, lets see if your ass can deliver what you lips promise.  

In one swift move Scott slid his legs from under James, brought them around, came up on his knees, leaned forward, and pushed till he was looking down at James lying on his back.  Scott brought his lips down slowly.  The first kiss was soft and hot.  They kept their mouths closed and moved around a bit.  Scott pulled away for a moment and came back for the full monty.  He was hungry; it seemed like he hadnt eaten in eleven months; like he was starving; and James mouth was just the sustenance he was looking for.  Scott was ravenous; he used his tongue to plumb the depths of James mouth, his throat; as if he were searching for his soul.  Suddenly James caught the hunger and they were trading spit and lips and tongues and the very oxygen they needed to survive.  And the kiss went on.  James straightened his legs and kicked the sheets from between them.  And the kiss got more urgent, more passionate.  Both men began to perspire and their cocks slipped and slid along side each other.  James reached up and took hold of Scotts brown hair with both hands; he wanted to pull him closer, deeper.  And the kiss became more fierce.  Scott brought his hands up to pet James platinum curls, but found himself holding the young mans head for leverage, to keep from flying away.   James felt dizzy and heavy like he was sinking into soft warm mud.  Scott felt wild and light as a feather.  And the one crushed the others face to his own and their breathing became long gasps peppered with soft moans.  Their lips were locked, glued together; their mouths always moving but never separating.

Scott felt his need rising.. James felt his balls vibrating. boiling and the kiss maintained a kind of wild inertia.  Neither man felt able to stop.. to end it. To break this kiss would be sacrilege, a sin against god and man, so it went on.  The breath they passed back and forth got hotter and hotter.. There was danger they could burn their tongues. that their mouths could ignite.. that both men could burst into flame. And the danger grew with every second.. but the kiss went on. They were having trouble breathing.. their bodies began to slip and slide more as the sweat between them lubricated their hot skin so much sweat. it leaked out of Scotts pits and drained down his arms. it soaked James head and dripped off his balls. their turgid pricks continued to beat and pulse and swell. and the kiss went on. they moaned; they growled; they made noises neither man recognized

James arched his back; the groan rose from the pit of his stomach and echoed inside Scotts mouth; and his cock began to jettison a long thick rope of white creamy jizz between their sopping chests.  Scotts cock, along side James, felt the boys spasms, signaled Scotts spinal cord, and followed suit with several volleys of translucent milky ballbutter.  And still the kiss continued.. five, ten, twenty seconds later, when their minds came out of the heavens the two men gently slowly relaxed and the kiss gradually became two smiles.

A moment later Scott rolled onto his side next to James.  They were drenched and out of breath.  Scott reached over and began to finger paint James chest with the two huge loads of cum that covered it. Well kid that was a hell of a kiss.

James smiled, How long did you say its been since you had sex?

Scott absentmindedly took a finger full of the spooge and brought it to his lips.  After hed sucked it clean he said, Too long James, waaaaaay too long.

James rolled onto his elbow, So whos supposed to fuck whom?

Scott furrowed his brow, I guess I figured that since you were a candidate youd be a bottom.

James answered, All candidates are bottoms; thats part of the deal.  Shit, David was a candidate, do you think of him as a bottom?

Scott grinned, My brother David, Control One, a bottom. and both men began to laugh.  Their laughter grew until they were both crying and holding their sides.  They couldnt stop.

Scott tried to keep a straight face, No really, I suppose David could be a bot. and he started to convulse again.

James stopped laughing first, Christ, if I get David to keep me around Ill be taking it up the ass for the rest of my life.

Scott looked him in the eye, You dont know kid.  It must be difficult for David to have to be the alpha dog of the alpha dogs twenty-four-seven.  You never know.  Besides youre assuming that youre going to have some kind of exclusive relationship.  I dont think David will ever stop mastering.  You realize better than anyone; hes the best.   Any candidate lucky enough to have him as their controller is going to get a hell of a training.

James shook his head, Youre right.  Besides I think Id like to be a control master someday.  Do you think a relationship like that could work?

Scott thought for a minute, James I dont know anyone in the Organization who has a normal relationship.  There are lots of pairings, but some guys are only together for a month here and there.  As much as I love Jack, the way I see it wed be lucky to spend one week a month in the same bed.  I still think we could be a hell of a couple; just as committed as any married couple and probably a lot more happy.  Ill tell you this; every man in the Organization, even the ones in their seventies and eighties, and there are a few eighty-somethings still working full time, every one has a very active sex life.  You can take that to the bank.  This company keeps tabs on its own; they make sure we all stay healthy and you know how important they think sex is to health.  Ive been getting grief from every controller above me for months.  They all keep telling me to get back in the saddle OR to get some sex therapy.  You heard what my brother told me in the car.. fuck, he ordered me.

James looked into Scotts eyes, And wed better follow Cs orders.  Besides he will debrief me in a day or two and everything; all of this will come spilling out.  Thats the biggest problem with candidacy; we rat ourselves out.  I dont have to worry about my behavior; that someone might see me doing something wrong, disobeying an order, being disrespectful, jerking off, having a wet dream, goofing around in the gym, spitting on the goddamned sidewalk; nope I dont have to worry about someone else because every three or four days David puts me under and I tell him everything, every single move Ive made.  I even go to great lengths to point out my infractions; its part of the process.  And Scott, after my next debriefing, when I tell David about all of this, Ill be lucky if he doesnt beat my ass clean off my body.  He is going to be soooo pissed.  I think Ive broken just about every rule that exists.  But, what can you do?  Now lets shut up and fuck.

This time Scott took the lead.  He flipped over and dove for James mouth.  He parted the younger mans lips with his tongue and fucked his throat.  Scott felt hot and ready.  James had managed to hit all the right buttons and Scott was raring to go.  For his part James was more than happy to oblige.  The kiss didnt last too long; Scott wanted more; he wanted to light a fire under James balls; give the kid a hell of a fuck; so he went for James nipples.  While he pinched and twisted one he licked and nipped at the other.  James felt his own passion growing and arched his back to push his tit further into Scotts face.  Scott alternated back and forth, from right nipple to left, pinching and biting till James was making all the noises Scott was waiting to hear.  He stuck his tongue all the way out and began to paint James belly with wet slimy spit; he got the boys stomach saturated with slick ooze and used it to lube his hands as he slid them around James midsection grabbing handfuls of the boys flesh and sinew and squeezing.  A minute later Scott was soaking James beautiful blond bush.  He firmly pressed his mouth into the boys groin, sucking and then blowing his hot, hot breath against James sensitive skin.  Scott backed off a few inches and went for the kids balls.  Using his fingers Scott stuffed both balls and most of the scrotum into his mouth; then he tongued them up and down back and forth.  He let one nut pop out from between his lips while he carefully used his teeth to tease and threaten the other.  Scott stuck his tongue out and traced James midline up the back of his sack onto his perineum and then Scott was probing James asshole.  He could barely reach it so he savagely grabbed the backs of James knees and flipped the kid up almost onto his shoulders.  And there it was; that rosy ring of fire, smooth and hairless.  He didnt wait for requests or instructions he plunged his tongue past the gate and James let out and noisy Yelp! of surprise and then a loooooong low groan of sheer pleasure as Scott rimmed James into Kingdom Cum.

Five sensual, sexual, gradual minutes later James southern gate was nice and sloppy wet; his dick was threatening to explode, and his face was on fire.  Scott dropped the young mans legs.  He looked James in the eye dropped his head ten degrees and swung it side to side.  James got the message and shot his legs apart.  Scott climbed between them and grabbed James knees like the handles of a wheel barrow.  He smiled down at the gorgeous blond god and just as he was ready to rut, the light struck his wounded prick and Scott felt a sudden wave of panic.. James read it in his eyes. it was obvious he was having some kind of episode, perhaps a flashback.

James had to think fast.  What should he do?  End the tryst and offer comfort?  Push ahead and hope for the best?  James did his best to analyze his observations; a miscalculation would wound Scott further.  James applied everything C had taught him.  Suddenly it seemed clear.

James pulled his legs out of Scotts grip and sat up.  He took the dazed controller by the shoulders and softly laid him down.  When Scott was settled on his back James moved close by his side; he looked down into Scotts eyes and slowly brought his mouth down till the two were gently kissing.  As James massaged Scotts lips with his own he used his palm to graze the hair on Scotts chest.  James never penetrated the controllers mouth instead he applied dozens of soft kisses to his face while he continued to pet his body.  This went on for several minutes till Scott seemed back inside his skin; till he returned James gaze and smiled.  As soon as James saw life he picked up his movements.  He continued gentle as a pup all over Scotts warm fuzzy body, till the supine man began to gently moan.  When James saw Scotts dick bouncing on his belly he felt terribly relieved.  This just might work.  James straddled Scotts torso careful not to place his full weight on the guys chest.  He did however, make sure to tickle Scotts stomach with his ball sack, and he made a point of moving his warm dangling balls all over and around the area.  James slid both his hands up and down the sides of Scotts chest, then brought them up to pet and caress his pecs.  As he shifted to lightly massage Scotts shoulders James leaned in for another warm kiss.  This time he moved his tongue back and forth over the controllers lips, then gradually between them.  As they continued to kiss James rubbed the underside of Scotts arms; then moved his hands up till they were touching, petting, and fingering the brown curls that swirled around in Scotts armpits.

From time to time James lowered his ass to caress Scotts pulsing rod with his ball sack James felt the moisture accumulating on the controllers prick head and dripping into his bellybutton.  After moving his tongue side to side along Scotts gums and teeth James met him chin to chin and pushing down a bit he further opened the mans mouth.  It was time to lick and search the controllers hot wet oral cavity.  Scott began to groan from the pit of his stomach and rock side to side, so James braced himself on his hands and laid his body down on top of Scotts.  Their dicks were sliding next to each other again.

James knew the situation called for more than simple frottage.  Scott needed an experience.  James knew what he was going to do.  It was a calculated risk BUT this was Davids brother, and a pretty terrific guy to boot.  James gently ended the kiss, caressed Scotts lips with his own back and forth, back and forth then he slid down and knelt between Scotts legs.  James reached over and grabbed a pillow.  He lifted Scotts legs and put them on his shoulders; he leaned forward elevating Scott enough to push the pillow under his ass. James spit into his palm and applied it to his stiff prick.  He drew more saliva into his mouth and carefully let it drip down directly onto his slimy prong.  He drooled into his hand, turned it ninety degrees and wiped it liberally up and down Scotts crack.  James took his time toying with the hole, touching it, teasing it, tickling it.  He fingered the brown curls that surrounded it.  He traced over it side to side, up and down, then round and round.  Scotts rosy ring pulsed and winked.  The intense excitement was having an effect.  At the other end Scott was moaning from his guts and feeling an intense need to come.

James gingerly pushed his index finger past the opening.  It offered little resistance.  Two fingers was a tougher sell.  James had to finesse the entrance with patience.  Eventually it surrendered and Scott whispered, James, Ive never been more ready.  If you keep playing with me Im going to cum.  Id rather shoot with you inside me.

James brought his torso down till he was pressing on Scott.  He positioned his prick so that the mighty Cyclops was staring into a dark damp cave.  James began to gently push as he licked and sucked around Scotts neck.  Ten seconds later James knob popped effortless through the rubbery ring, and the fuck was underway.  Scott arched his back.  James responded by lifting his stomach off Scotts overheated cock. it was too early to cum.  James pulled his dick head out of Scotts hole and pushed it back in, then out; in and out, in and out, in and out; till Scotts muscular gate was literally kissing James glans; till there was no real point of breach, only a pushing and stretching, more like deep kissing than penetration.  Next James slid his prick all the way home in one long sweet move.  Scott felt his core fill with James flesh. It was as though the young mans cock belonged there, had been missing, and was back home.  When James pulled back Scott found himself feeling empty; he reached up, put his hands on James sides and forcefully pulled him back, pulled his cock back inside.  A rhythm developed, James withdrew and Scott tugged him back in, out and in, give and take, back and forth.  And the passion grew along with the need.  Scott felt warm and comfortable with James dick rammed up his ass.  It felt sooooo intensely good, and any time bad thoughts or evil memories tried to interfere Scott looked up into James perfect face and saw him looking down with the kindest, warmest eyes Scott had ever seen; there was nothing but good in those eyes.  

And for the first time in a long time Scott felt safe, comfortable and protected.  This young Adonis above him, over him, sheltering him and the heat in Scotts balls burst into flame.  On the next in-stroke Scott reached around James back and pulled him down onto his chest; he lifted his head and as Scott gave his grateful lips to his platinum rescuer his dick fired a one gun salute; he came and he came and he came and he came.  James pressed his mouth to Scotts and, holding his body in place, he let his cock shoot wildly into Scotts gut again and again and again and again.

One minute they were gulping for air; sweaty, and hot, and happy and the next James felt Scotts body begin to heave.  He lifted himself and realized the controller was sobbing.  

James started to withdraw his spent prick, but Scott grabbed his waist and said, No, please stay inside me.  It feels good. and he lost it again and wept.

Scott, please tell me whats wrong.  Youre scaring me.  Are you all right?

It took him a few seconds to answer, No, not really.. but I need to tell you how much that meant.  You are a hell of a guy James.  I dont know how the hell you did that. put me at ease. calmed me down.. Christ, you fucked me and I loved it. It actually made me feel better

James eased his body down onto Scotts and turned his head so it rested on Scotts shoulder. Then why are you crying?

Scott tried to smile, Oh James, I dont know exactly.  Im scared, worried, grateful, happy. before Mexico I hadnt bottomed since candidacy.  Ive always been an alpha guy; its one of my greatest weaknesses.  My time as a pussyboy really went against the grain; my resistance to transition came from that stubborn need to dominate..

James had to interject, You think I enjoy getting fucked by ever cock that swings through the door?  If someone had told me two years ago Id be taking it in the ass on a daily basis, Id have put them into the hospital.  But Scott, I realize now, thats what makes it such a terrific gift.  When I give myself to David, Im presenting his something I do not like offering to ANYONE but, I love giving it to David.  Its not a sacrifice with him; its a great pleasure.  In any other free will situation Id be the one pitching.

Scott smiled, Yes, Im a witness.

And they both laughed.

But Scott, Id give it to you.. if you want.. my gift to you maybe as your brother in law.

Scott stopped laughing, God James, thats whats got me so damned scared.  Since Mexico the torture. the rapes I dont think I..

James reached up and put his fingers over Scotts mouth, Dont say it Scott.  You dont realize it but youre giving yourself a conscious suggestion.  The more you say what youre thinking the more it will become a self fulfilling prophecy.

Scott turned his head away, You saw what happened.  I choked.  I..

Again James stopped him, Scott, I can fix all that.  I can fix it in a few minutes if youll let me help.  David has taught me control over my body and dominion over my life.  Youre so close to him Im not sure you realize who his is; what he can do. Scott, hes a wizard, hes Merlin in an Armani suit; and hes my teacher.  Ill never be half the man David is, but Id like to spend the rest of my life trying.

 James, youre too hard on yourself.  Ive seen what you can do, and its fucking amazing.  You really think you can help me?

James placed his hand on Scotts neck and felt around; he put each finger on a different point and applied varying amount of pressure.

Scott said, Is there any.

James snapped, SLEEP!  And Scott was gone. under.. in full trance.

James pushed himself up; withdrew his still firm dick from Scotts tight warm asshole; and settled next to the tranced subject.

Scott, I know you can hear me.  I want you to imagine youre on an elevator..  Five minutes later Scott was at depth.  James regressed him five years, ten years, fifteen years; back, before Mexico, before his candidacy, back to his happy, secure, carefree, self-assured twenties.  Scott was strong, tall, lean, hungry and feeling no pain.

So James set the scene.  Scott was in his favorite dance club.  Hed just been cruised by a younger, 62, platinum blond, with a tight body.  Problem was the kid was arrogant and quite conceited; he was definitely jockeying for top dog.  Scott decided to change all that; take the kid home and teach him the joys of cock riding.  Scott had the edge, the kid was overeager and green as grass; chances were the younger man hadnt ever tried bottoming.  Now they were naked in Scotts bed.  James snapped his fingers.  Scott sat bolt upright, blinked a couple times and looked at him.

So whats your name BOY?

James smiled, Umm my names Jimmy.

Well Jimmy, why dont you come and suck on my dick.

James eyes sparkled, Mister, I dont suck, I get sucked.

Scott put his arm around James neck and yanked his head down into his groin.  James offered a couple seconds resistance and then went to work.  He deep throated Scotts scarred prick.  It was hot and full and every bit as hard as it had ever been.  And Scott felt soooooooo  GOO  OOD!  James whined a bit for effect.  He made some effort to pull his head away, but Scott took hold of his platinum curls and firmly held him there.  James sucked and slurped and really, really Hoovered that swollen prong.

Oh yes Jimmy, youre doing reeeeel good.  Thats it boy, suck it all the way down. way into your throat. Oh yeah, now swallow and swallow on my deck head so it feels like Im fucking your throat. Jimmy, Im gonna teach you to love sucking dick turn you into my own little cocksucking whore.. make you hungry for the taste of pricks and balls and cum.  Shit boy, twenty minutes from now youre gonna be begging to nurse on my cock all over again.

With his other hand Scott reached down and roughly jerked James bouncing tool.  The boy whined some more, but converted the plaintive noise into one of growing pleasure; his breath whooshing in and out of his nose.  Scott pulled the boys head away and then returned it.. away and returned it.. away.. till James whined for him to put it back.  Scott finally relaxed his grip and the kid held fast using his own hands to grab Scotts hairy thighs for leverage.  Finally Scott slid down so he could join in the activity and suck James throbbing cock.  They slurped and sucked for several minutes.  James got creative and tickled Scotts balls while he tongued his dick.

Scott lifted James leg and tossed it over his own shoulder.  While he continued to mouth the boys thick prick he began to rub around the muscular pucker.  James purred and moaned without any thought.  It really felt good.  Scott released James cock and worked his tongue under the kids balls.  He tongued James lateral line all the way down to his smooth pink asshole and then he went wild, rimming that pucker and poking it with his finger.  When James tried the same thing Scott reached down, grabbed James hair and put him back to work on his cock and balls.  He wanted Jimmy to know that his ass was off limits.  James was more than a little pleased, and naturally obliged. 

However, Jimmy didnt like it, groaned. then raised his head. um, Mister, aint no way youre gonna fuck my ass.  Play all ya want, but.

Scott shot back, Shut the fuck up and get on my balls or Ill put you over my knee and spank you like the snotty punk you are.  James smiled, Jimmy grumbled, but they both obliged.  James, the consummate professional, knew exactly where to lick, push, tweak, and tickle.  It wasnt long till thoughts of fucking the kid senseless filled Scotts mind.  He pulled his balls out of James mouth, forcefully turned the younger man around, and threw his legs over his shoulders.

Jimmy was quick to take offense, No way man. keep your fuckin prick away from my asshole.

Scott smiled a very knowing smile, Jimmy, Im not going to fuck you unless you beg me. Youre gonna have to beg me like the whore you are. and boy, we both know youre just a horny slut.

Jimmy answered, Mister, you should jerk off cause aint no way youre screwing me, aint no way Id beg you for shit.

Scott went to work.  He pulled James butt higher and higher till he could have total access to the boys hole. And he began to lick and suck and graze it.  After a minute the boy was moaning.  Scott tongue fucked the pucker, then quickly replaced his tongue with his finger.  He pushed and prodded till he found Jimmys prostate.  He knew just what to do.  Meanwhile both James and Jimmy were having the time of their lives.  James was especially savoring the fruits of his efforts, watching Scott reclaim his natural masculinity.

Scott replaced one finger with two and madly worked the kids prostate.  Jimmy didnt complain; he groaned and began to writhe.  Scott reached around with his other hand and fingered James cock and balls.  It was pushing the boys limits.

After several minutes of intense activity Jimmy was half out of his mind with lust and desire.  He was arching his back, writhing and bouncing all over the bed.  Finally, when he couldnt take another second, Jimmy spoke, Umm. OK mister. I guess you can put your dick in me if you really want to.

Scott increased his efforts, No way kid.  Ive decided NOT to fuck you.  I dont feel like it any more.  He let go of Jimmys dick, and focused all his efforts on his turgid, pulsing cum gland.

James thrust his hips up as far as they could go, relaxed for a second; then repeated the action, faster and faster, up and down, up and down, up and down, insanely fucking the air, but he got no relief.  The need in his belly and balls grew and grew and grew, Come on mister. you win Im ready. its OK honest You can fuck me.

Scott added another finger and squeezed harder.  James cock was drooling like a leaky faucet.  The prejizz ran down his belly and between his pecs.  When he arched his back the crystal goo dripped from the tip of his prick directly onto his lips and chin.

Jimmy was getting desperate, Cmon mister I said it.. You win I want you to fuck me Fuck me now!  Dont be an asshole.  FUCK ME!

Scott looked up, Beg me. nicely. politely convince me of your sincerity BEG ME BOY, BEG ME!. like the whore you are like a big pussy!

Jimmy surrendered, Aw mister please fuck me. please, pleeeeeze PLEEEEEEEZE FUCK ME..Mister. Sir....

Scott grinned, MORE!..... ask me sweetly, like a hot, horny, slut.

Jimmy batted his eyes, Mister, I would appreciate it a lot if you could please fuck my ass.  I am greatly sorry if I was a snotty prick before.  Im a whore, mister a horny slut WHATEVER YOU SAY!!  IM BEGGING YOU MISTER!  Please, please, please, please, please fuck me with your big cock.. SIR

Scott pulled his fingers out of the boys ass, Thats better.  Now boy, Im gonna fuck you like the punk you are.  He lowered Jimmys hips and without any finesse at all he plowed the entire length of his dick straight in.  Scotts balls slapped Jimmys ass and both men moaned.  They were both breathing hard; they were drenched, bathed in sweat.  Hot salty perspiration was dripping, trickling, and pooling everywhere.  The room filled with the heady smell of men and come and wild animal sex.

Scott began to pile drive James ass.  The younger man closed his eyes and swung his head back and forth.  The fuck was transporting them both deeper and deeper into the dark humid regions of the jungle.  The rhythm increased till Scott was pounding Jimmy FULL FORCE; the sound of his sweaty balls slapping the boys wet slippery ass echoed in the room once, then twice, then three times a second.

Scott said, Boy, kiss me. Rise up and give me your lips.

Without thinking Jimmy said, I dont kiss dudes.

Scott barked, WRONG ANSWER! and stopped dead.  Youve got two seconds to kiss me and thank me for the best fuck youve ever had, or Im going to get off the bed and toss your ass out of here.

Inside James was yelling, Yes!  Yes!  Yes!

Jimmy simply threw his arms around Scotts neck and offered the soggy chested conqueror his thick, moist lips.  James opened his mouth wide to give Scott full access and total dominion over the kiss and anything else he might demand or desire.  Scott staked his claim with his tongue and reamed Jimmys face.  As Scott dominated every inch of the boys body he slammed his prick home again and again and again.

Scott held his position as he shot his load deep inside of James, who returned the action volley for volley, glob for glob, streamer for streamer, and pearl for pearl.

When both their pricks were spent and Scott seemed ready to relax James took his hand; carefully placed his fingers along the controllers neck; and applied some pressure.  Scott softly crumbled onto James chest and James spoke. Scott, when I let go youre going to come back to this place and this time.  You will remember everything; every word, every move, every feeling. Youre going to recall how hard your cock was; and it was hard as cement, as full and thick and firm as it EVER was, as full and thick and firm as it every was hard as stone Scott, it was hard as stone.  Youll remember it all and realize that nothings changed; nothings changed; nothings changed.  Youre the strong, virile man youve always been; the strong virile man youve always been; the strong virile man; strong man; strong man; strong man.  REMEMBER!  And James took his fingers away.

Scotts eyes fluttered, then opened, Jesus Christ, that was fucking wild.  He pushed himself up with his arms; gently got off of James, rolled onto his side; and propped himself up on his elbow.

James. or should I call you Jimmy?  What can I say?  I wish there was some cool way to show you how grateful I am.

James pointed to Scotts prick.  It was still solid granite, That my friend, is all the thanks I need.

Scott thought of something, Its not exactly a thank you, but James; Im going to be rooting for you and my brother.  I will do everything I can to encourage him to follow his heart.  I want you to be together; to make each other happy.

James said, I appreciate that I do have question

Scott answered, Ask, what is it you want to know?

James had noticed something, I was just wondering Youre a senior control and you dont have the scar. the Organization icon on your arm

Scott laughed, Oh that.  First, dont ever let them hear you refer to it as a scar or a brand. theyre very sensitive.  Its the Organization icon.

James chimed in Oh sorry, I know the drill.  Its the icon, burned into you, till its an indelible part of your body, your heart, and your soul.  It is permanent, and can never be removed.

Scott continued, Thats right, but youre used to seeing my brother and his Control buddies.  They all had the icon seared onto their left biceps very ostentatious.  Its fine for the guys who spend all their time around Organization men, but for the rest of us, it would be a pain in the ass every time we used a public gym, went into a locker room, or onto a beach.  Everybody would want to see it, touch it, and know what it means.  So I had mine placed on the inside of my left thigh.  That way only the guys I want to impress get to see it. Here look for yourself. Scott bent back his left leg, grabbed his ankle, and exposed the inside surface of his thigh.  

James bent over for a closer inspection.  He had to move Scotts balls out of the way to get a good look, which caused the controllers dick to jump and stiffen a bit more.  And there it was; a three inch triangle with the symbols for man and infinity in the center.  James saw how intricate the design really was.  Each point of the triangle was an individual V-shaped burn that abutted the others; the symbol for man had three separate pieces; and infinity was actually two loops joined together.

James sat back and finished the company creed,  and even though you smell your flesh burning all you feel is pride. because there is no pain once you know control So Scott who did yours?

Scott remembered like it was yesterday, Pax applied my icon, freehand, with a set of small irons.  It took almost an hour and was probably the happiest day of my life.

James was impressed beyond words.  It was very unusual for the head of the Organization to affix the icon.  It was an enormous honor given to only a handful of super achieving senior controllers, and meant that Scott had distinguished himself above and beyond the call of duty.

James had a thought in mind, Scott there is something.

Scott was eager, Name it.  Whatever it is, its yours.

James said, I want you to show me what youre going to do the next time you and Jack are alone together. Act it out with me.. here.. now. your love. how much youve missed him.. that you cannot; will not live without him.  Thats what I want.  

Scott was a little dazed, You want me to pretend youre Jack and have sex again?

James explained, Not just sex Scott; I want you to make love to me as yourself, the person you are now. healed.  And I want you to imagine Im Jack.

Scotts respect for James kept growing.  The kid had been operating at full throttle all morning, always at his masters beck and call.  Hed given a flawless performance of gymnastic agility and super sexual control; after which hed acted out his crawling seduction ritual, and since theyd come into the bedroom hed done the lions share of physical exertion.  James should have been exhausted and sexually spent.  Instead he wanted to do more; to help Scott further; to insure his sexual healing.

Scott did a little reconnoiter; hed come twice in the limo and twice in the bedroom.  (Thank you James times four.)  He wondered if hed be able to cum a fifth time in less than four hours.  He decided: what the fuck, it was worth a shot.

Scott said, After everything weve shared today Ill do whatever you ask.

James smiled, Now that youre back to your old self, I want you to fuck me with wild abandon.  Show me how it will be when youre back with Jack passionate Scott. hungry. full of feeling. and need.

Scott replied, But James, whats in it for you?

James got very serious, While youre making love to Jack through me Ill be making love to David through you.  Ill be your Jack; youll be my David.

Scott nodded, Man O man, thats a tall order, but Ill sure as shit try.  Ill try my best.

James lowered his eyes and whispered, But Scott, dont talk, show me all of it with your body.  Tell me with your cock, your cock, your cock.  Show me with your cock.  

And thats exactly what he did.  It took the better part of an hour.  The love, the sex, the passion were intense.  The fervor smoldered and ignited; the heat threatened to roast them both alive.. and it grew and grew. till they felt the flames lapping at their balls.

Their bodies slid one across the other; their flesh pressed; their muscles flexed; and their skin touched and rubbed and generated a sexual static electrical charge that drove them on.

They necked and sucked and kissed; then they fucked like animals, wild rutting beasts.  They stopped and climbed into the shower.  While the hot water battered their bodies Scott pushed James up against the wall and penetrated him with so much force that he almost drove them both through the ceramic wall.  As much as Scott battered James hot ass, James assaulted Scott by grabbing fistfuls of his fleshy sinew and holding on.

They didnt bother toweling dry as they left the shower stall; their excitement was too heated, too intense.  They found themselves at the window; James sitting on the sill, holding onto Scotts thick muscular neck for dear life, while the controller fucked him hard against the glass. Pounding.  Pounding.  Pounding.  Pounding.

On top of the coffee table James ass kept sliding north then south to meet the slam-bang of Scotts hard cock reaming, pile-driving his pulsing hole.  James bit Scotts lip drawing blood and a cry of joy-pain-pleasure.  Their mouths locked in a sealed kiss and Scotts exhaled breath became James inhaled air.  And they never missed a beat; cock thrusts, balls slap ass; cock withdraws; prostate quivers; cock thrusts, balls slap ass; cock withdraws; prostate quivers; cock thrusts, balls slap ass; cock withdraws; prostate quivers.

James felt his head slamming into the wall inside the closet, his legs wrapped around Scotts beefy, sweaty, hairy hips, while Scott drove his prick home, over, and over, and over, and over; their eyes locked, frozen in a stare.  Neither man had any idea how they got there.  By now they were one giant powerful fucking machine; so they fucked and they fucked and they fucked and they fucked.

A moment later they were rolling on the carpet; every revolution push-pulled Scotts cock into-out-of the younger mans hole, into-out-of, into-out-of, into-out-of.  They roared and snorted and growled, and rolled and rolled and rolled.  When Scott was on top he threw back his head and howled; when James was on top he threw back his head and howled; when Scott was on top he threw back his head and howled; when James was on top he threw back his head and howled..

James standing, Scott standing; they fucked.  Scott sitting, James straddling; they fucked.  James in front, Scott behind; they fucked.  James bending, Scott crouching; they fucked.  James on top, James on the bottom; they fucked.  Scott bucking and vaulting, James biting and sucking; they fucked.

Then they were on the bed; under the covers, face to face, front to back, groin to groin, crotch to butt, around and around and around; they fucked and fucked and fucked.

Each licked and sucked and kissed every inch of the others face and chest and neck; they fucked and fucked and fucked.

James came once, twice, three more times between the bed and the closet and the roll on the floor.

At first Scott had been concerned about how often hed come, squirted, ejaculated, shot his load.  It proved foolish.  He came once in the shower, again in the closet and finally as the insane coupling, the wild ride, the hurricane/ tornado/ tsunami/ tidal wave/ volcano/ earthquake moved toward calmer ardor they blew one more batch of ball sauce at the same time, in perfect harmony, exactly together in the very last moment; as they melted into one soft gentle angels kiss.

The two shared more in those few hours together than many valiant lovers share in a lifetime.  They traded their most intimate secrets and exposed their gravest doubts and fears.  And as odd as it may seem, although they didnt become lifetime lovers, it was as if they had.  They were inextricably joined for life by a bond as strong as any ever was between two people.

Scott spoke first, So were you able to close your eyes and imagine I was David?

James looked into the distance, Scott, when we came into this room and I.. woke up; well, I was myself, here with you, and it was pretty great, but before today. It was always David.  Even before he let me remember his face or his voice; it was his smell, his skin, his cock.  The day after I was inducted, David did my first debriefing and I felt a huge pull.  I was incredibly drawn to him.  By the time I was assigned to David, to be his boy, I knew that I was bonded to him; that I loved him.  So, howd you do?  Were you able to see me as Jack?

Scott smiled, Maybe a little, but I kept coming back to this room and you.  Youre one hot kid; you nearly drove me out of my mind.  At least Im ready for Jack now.  I know what Im going to say, and I wont take no for an answer.  I think well be OK.  Do me a favor and dont tell my brother how little faith I had in our methods it was my depression talking not me.

James turned toward the controller, Scott, I have to tell your brother everything.  Theres no way around it.  In a day or two, at my regular debriefing, hell ask me for a self-report and Ill tell him every tiny detail my mind deems important.  I couldnt block it if I tried but dont worry, David will understand your part.  Im in for a hell of a dressing down and punishment.  I dont think anyones ever screwed up this bad.  Ive broken lots of rules and every one is a major infraction.

Scott reached over and rubbed James chest, I promise to talk with my brother.  Did you see the way he handled Roberto; how genial he was; how forgiving.  James he has a lot more feeling for you than Roberto.  I think hell understand.

James shook his head, It would be different if I were a controller, but Scott I know the rule book backwards and forwards; my violations are pretty serious.  Davids going to have to make an example of me.  Otherwise it will look like hes showing favoritism.  Im in for the mother of all sanctions.  He might even throw my ass out.  Its my own fault.  Its all my fault.

Scott was getting annoyed, Why is it you have such empathy for everyone but yourself?  Listen up.  You leave it to me.  If anyone can handle this problem I can.  Kid, you forget Davids my big brother.   I know how to prevail on all his weaknesses.  Besides, if he gives me too much shit, Ill call our mom and tell on his ass.  I want you to shut the fuck up and have some faith.  Let Scottie handle everything.

Scott opened his arms and signaled with his flapping hands that he wanted James to move closer.  A minute later James arms were wrapped around Scott and he was resting his head on the older mans furry chest.  Scott ran his fingers through the boys platinum curls with one hand and patted his back with the other.  

They stayed in each others arms for several minutes.  Scott dozed briefly and when he awoke the man he knew as James had gone and left his alter ego, the cuntboy, in his stead.

Scott realized the necessity and was grateful there hadnt been a sad, tearful parting.  Instead James had retreated and his magnificent boy had come to take his place.

The candidate helped Scott dress.  The pair looked as if theyd just finished several triathlons, totally spent but glowing, warm and rosy.

When they were both in better order and it was time to return to the sitting room, James went down on all fours prepared to crawl into the room.  Thats where Scott drew the line.

Boy, I absolutely insist that you walk beside me.  I promise you it is all right.  It is what I wish and I want you to understand that Im doing it out of gratitude for your service and NOT to embarrass you.  Now walk beside me.  If it scares you, then hold my hand.

And thats exactly what James did.  He felt more than a little apprehensive, a pussyboy walking on two legs into a room full of controllers.  Hed be lucky if he wasnt beaten bloody, but a senior control insisted and that took precedence.  

C was startled to see his boy walk into the room; then he noticed that Scott was holding his hand.  As soon as both men had entered C made a single rapid hand gesture and James was kneeling at his side.  The boy began to feel safe once again, back under his one true masters aegis.

C spoke first, Scott I heard some very unusual sounds emanating from that room.  I would swear I heard my boy, this boy, talking and laughing, and even crying out.  Can you explain that?  Does he need correction?  What the hell happened in there?

Scott was absolutely firm, David Im going to ask you a favor as your brother.  If you love me; if you have any affection for me at all; I want you to indulge me in this matter.  Please David, let the boy erase what transpired between us in that room; let him put it out of his mind.  Please David, dont force him to reveal it. even to you.  Im really begging you.

C wasnt sure how to answer, Why Scott?  What happened that he needs to forget?

Scott wasnt deterred, Look David, dont make this difficult.  Lets just say that if he reveals what happened in there it would be horribly.. permanently terribly embarrassing for ME.  So thats why Im asking.  Please let him forget what happened between us in that room.  Will you do that for me?

C was in a quandary, Its not that simple.  His brain isnt a hard drive with a delete button.  I cant make him forget anything.  Some things, important secrets and suggestions that are potentially damaging to him, I can lock them away from his consciousness temporarily, but Scott, its all there, AND it all remains available to me.  It has to be that way.

Scott wouldnt budge, Then figure something out.  Im not taking no for an answer.

C reached over and patted James on the head, Perhaps there is something..  James, look at me.

The boy turned and stared into his masters eyes.  The sound of his name put him into a highly suggestible state.  Anything C said now would have maximum effect.

C began, James, I want you to focus on everything that just transpired between you and Scott in the bedroom.  Do you have it all in your mind?

James said, Yes, master all of it.

C continued, James, Scott has asked that you be allowed to put these events, all the details, away from examination for a while.  Your programming wont allow you to forget it or to block it permanently, but if you are agreeable you may store it away, even from me, your controller, until after you are no longer a candidate.  At that time you will be free to expose the information, or if you like, you can keep it to yourself.  Do you understand?  It is your choice boy.  Tell me what you wish.

James hesitated for a minute, Master, it disturbs me to keep things from you.  Will this further disappoint you with my behavior sir?

Scott shook his head.  This kid was so head over heels he wouldnt even protect himself.  Hed rather suffer the wrath of god than disappoint his controller.  

C moved ahead, James, it will not disappoint me.  Scott would like you to lock the information away.  I want you to do what you think is best.

James thought for a moment and responded, Master, as long as it will not disappoint you or displease you, then I would like to block what happened until my candidacy is completed.  However master, if at any time you want me to divulge the information you only have to ask.

C concluded, Return to observer James, and get back to my feet.

James was quick to act.  At some point C had replaced his shoes so James had the pleasure of starting one of his favorite activities from the very beginning.  He gently took hold of Cs right foot and began to remove the soft leather loafer.

As C settled back into his chair, Scott grabbed the newspaper, and Dr John reentered the room looking relaxed and refreshed.

John looked around, I dozed off in the tub.  I feel like I slept for days.  Did I miss anything?

As Scott and C smiled at each other there was a knock at the door.  John was up so he answered it.  Almost as soon as he turned the knob, four more senior controllers piled into the room.  C had been expecting them.  He turned slightly in his chair and said, Gentlemen come in please.  I know you all remember my brother Scott.  Scott, these guys were part of the team I brought to Mexico.  Youve met them before, over the years.  Please guys introduce yourselves.

Scott did remember every face.  He knew Joel and Simon by name and was reintroduced to Cal and Tony.  The men all took seats and began to talk.

Simon was curious, Well C, why did you call us here?

C remained cryptic, Youll understand everything shortly.  For now heres what you need to know.  Im expecting the arrival of a young reporter, Kenneth Fitzpatrick.  He works for the Hollywood Sentinel, and a couple weeks ago he took a picture of one of our seniors in a compromising position with his candidate, a well know celebrity.  This punk newspaper man is trying to use this photograph as leverage for some kind of extortion.  Hell be here any minute and.. lets just say that Im ready for him.

The other men smiled and were happy they werent in the reporters shoes.  Whatever C had planned for the punk wasnt going to be pleasant.  It would probably be instructive and educational for the young man.. edifying, but no doubt the kind of lesson that came at a high price.. and a good deal of punishment.  They all wondered what C had in mind and how theyd be involved.  They knew it had to be an elaborate scheme because C had called in the troops for its execution.  They were certain there was a great adventure brewing and knew that by the time it was finished theyd have another fantastic C story to carry home with them.  A certain giddy anticipation began to build in the room.

Twenty minutes later there was another knock at the door.  This one was more restrained, perhaps a little timid.  C sent most of the men into one of the anterooms and told them to watch by way of closed circuit television.  He had John and James remain behind.  While C sat in his chair with James at his feet, he asked John to answer the door.  The trap was set.

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Well guys, Im off to write a chapter or two for How I Got Under Your Skin.  Then Ill bounce back for the next part of Face.  There are only five more chapters till the end of this book.  What remains is mostly fun and games and lots of sex.

Let me know what you think and perhaps what final thoughts you might have.
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