Even the Modest Must Serve Chapter 8 
By Steam Train

copyright 2006 by Steam Train, all rights reserved 
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Chapter 8: No time for being modest
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I had loved Raymond but my feelings for Marcus were
different. To me Marcus was a festering desire that I
couldn't have, but which I desired intensely. I could come
up with no way of opening an opportunity to satisfy that
desire, until completely out of my control the opportunity
presented itself.

Marcus was to stay back at school this Wednesday after
classes finished and come back to Mr Norris's residence with
me so we could complete a history assignment together. Mr
Norris had agreed and Marcus's dad was picking him up on the
way home from work at 6.30pm.

It was during the lunch break when Mr Norris found me
sitting with Marcus eating our lunches. He explained to
Marcus that his dad had been called into a late meeting
tonight and had rung up too see if Marcus could stay the
night with Mr Norris and me. He told Marcus he had agreed to
his father's request, but that after we had finished our
study together Marcus was not to interfere with my houseboy
duties. He would be free to watch TV or study as he choose.
I had a flush of annoyance at Marcus's freedom, being able
to choose what he would do and not do. No such freedoms for
a slave I seethed to myself.

Marcus sensed my annoyance and sullen disposition and to my
surprise chastised me for non-servant like behaviour. I
nearly hit him, the hide of him to treat me like this. Then
I remembered Inspector Blackmoore's words "Don't look back
on the past it will only embitter you, look forward and
serve your masters" and I began to calm back down. Marcus
was no fool he could see and feel what I was feeling.

"Good" he said, "You wanted to belt me up just then didn't
you"

"No Marcus, no I didn't" I lied but my voice conveyed a
sense of panic I could not disguise.

'Your lying Tom and that's not allowed of a servant either"
Marcus replied.

"Ok, ok, I lied all right. Yes I wanted to belt the crap out
of you, I'm sorry ok. It's just that when Mr Norris gave you
the choice of doing what you wanted tonight whilst I have to
do my service, I got really annoyed. I get no freedom
anymore, no choice in what I want or don't want to do. I
hate it Marcus, I hate it ok!"

"Yes Tom I can understand that, but hey it's not my fault,
so don't take it out on me right?"

"Yeah, ok, sorry Marcus" I replied. 

"Right, but as your friend Tom, I owe it to you to make sure
you're a good servant, so I'm going to tell you if you're
forgetting your place ok. Better I tell you than Mr Norris
or Mr Lindrum. I'm sure Mr Norris would rule my actions a
reasonable one.

I ended the lunch break that day in a somewhat reduced
status to Marcus, I felt he had subtly asserted his "free"
status over me and I had been forced to give way. Just how
much he had asserted his power over me I was to find out
that night.

Our study session went along as normal and then to my
surprise Marcus assisted me with my chores. Mr Norris chided
me for allowing this to happen and threatened a punishment,
but Marcus replied that he had chosen to do this himself as
a friend and that I had not asked or even hinted at him
helping me out. I was grateful for the help and for Marcus
taking full responsibility for his actions, it made me
realise how childish I had been at lunchtime and I
apologised to Marcus again when we were alone working.

Later that night my desires were answered. Mr Norris told
Marcus and me that we should begin preparing for bed. Marcus
asked Mr Norris if it would be a reasonable request of me
for me to wash him down in the shower like his servant at
home did every night.

My heart raced when I heard this, my penis instantly tented
my track pants and I turned slightly away so it was not so
obvious.

Mr Norris looked taken aback by Marcus's request. As he
thought about the request, I was worried about Marcus asking
this of him, as Mr Norris was a very Christian man and this
request could easily end in Marcus being banned from seeing
me. After thinking through the request Mr Norris calmly said
"Yes that sounds reasonable, if that's what your used too at
home then I see no reason why Thomas can't fulfil that
service tonight for you. Thomas go run a shower for Marcus
and do as he instructs, it will be good training for you in
a new skill."

I had died and gone to heaven, praise the lord for miracles.
Without even trying my wildest desire was coming true.

Marcus had no spare clothes as he was not originally
planning on staying the night so I got him a spare set of my
track pants, tee shirt and undies and bought them into the
bathroom along with my clothes. 

After the door was closed I asked Marcus would he like me to
undress him. 

"Shit no Tom, I'm undressing you first. Come here"

I blushed, and walked over and stood in front of him. Not
exactly the way my fantasy had worked this out but anyways……

Marcus removed my socks, track top, tee and track pants
before his fingers grabbed the rim of my undies and lowered
them. For the first time my hairless, small genitals came
into view for Marcus.

"Man your small! I always wondered what you had down there.
Your not very tall and your voice hasn't broken, I guessed
you might me still a little boy, know I know for sure"

Well what can you say when your best friend says that about
you? 

Well I said "Fuck you!!!!!"

"Oh don't be like that, I really hoped you were still
immature Tom, I wanted you so much to be like that, I find
it a real turn on Tom, does my feelings for you shock you?"

Yes I was shocked but not for the reasons he was thinking.
Here I had been, too shy about raising the subject of
anything sexual, and all the long Marcus was thinking of me
as a sexual object.

No time for being a modest servant now I thought, tell him
how you feel whilst the opportunity is there, so I did.

I told him how I had wondered what he would look like naked,
how I was pretty certain I was bi and hoped that he was bi
or gay too. How I was too shy to ask. How I wanted to make
love to him. Then I paused and asked him was he shocked?

He was, I could tell.

"Make love to me Tom, shit man, I was sort of hoping maybe
to jerk you off, but make love to you, you mean ……. fuck?"

"Yeah that and other things, but not all now Marcus" I
quickly added. "I have a little experience with sex, I don't
think you have had much at all and truthfully I have never
fucked or been fucked so I need to take my time with that
too. If we do that it will be because we both want it, but
not now, ok Marcus". 

You could see the look of relief on Marcus's face.

"Great now you can undress me slave" he said with a big
smile. 'It's shower time!"

Marcus was younger than me having turned 14 soon after I was
indentured in late March, whereas I had turned 15 some
months after that in July. When I stripped him naked I found
a much more developed body than my own. His legs were still
hairless though perhaps the first signs of his hairs growing
and darkening were beginning to occur on his lower legs. His
chest was hairless but under his armpits were small patches
of short hair. There was no happy trail but there was a nice
thick bush of black pubic hair surmounting an erect penis
that was about five inches long but still reasonably thin,
as most young teen penis's are. Below his penis his ball
sack was hanging but still hairless.

It took all my effort to stop myself hugging his naked body
as he stood there but I kept the thought of Mr Norris being
just out in the lounge room in the back of my mind and
ushered Marcus quickly into the shower. 

There with the water deadening our voices I whispered into
his ear that he was beautiful and began soaping his body as
ordered. Of course I paid special attention to his nips and
arse before soaping up his penis and balls. A few strokes
with my hand and Marcus was groaning so much that I had to
cover his mouth with my other hand. I had thought of giving
him a blowjob but he was too trigger-happy. He shot his load
after only a couple more stokes, masses of cum shooting over
my chest and stomach.

I had to grab him at this point as he seemed to momentarily
pass out.

It was obviously a totally overwhelming experience for him
and I had done well it seemed. I had after all, been
trained, if ever so quickly, back at the auction house on
how to service my masters.

Marcus was not so skilled in returning the favour but it was
still his hand jerking me off and when I shot a small load
of near clear cum, Marcus looked surprised.

"Not as immature as you thought, hey?" I said with some
pride.

"No" was his almost speechless reply as he stood looking at
my penis.

We couldn't stay in the shower too long because I didn't
want to arouse Mr Norris's suspicions. We dressed and went
out into the lounge room where Mr Norris was watching TV to
say goodnight.

"Your dressed Thomas, you know you get inspected after
showering, strip off now" Mr Norris ordered.

How humiliating and it just served to emphasise how
different my slave status was to Marcus's free status. I
know I had just had an erotic naked moment with Marcus but
standing naked before him as Mr Norris inspected my body for
cleanliness was something else. I passed the inspection
thank heavens and I was soon dressed again but I could feel
the heat in my blushing cheeks for minutes after Marcus had
seen how I was treated.

Ed showered after us and Marcus made sure he was handy to
see Ed's inspection, a fact that did not go unnoticed by Mr
Norris or by Ed.

Half way through the inspection Mr Norris stopped and
looking at Marcus standing in the doorway to our bedroom and
said "You like looking at naked boys Marcus?"

Marcus turned beet red blurted out a quick "No" and turned
and hoped into Ed's bed. I'm sure I saw a smile appear on Mr
Norris' face before I too hoped into bed. Mr Norris had
decided that tonight Marcus could sleep in the room with me
and Ed could have the guest room bed.

Ed came into our room to get dressed and quietly said to
Marcus, "Here want a closer look fag?"

"Piss off " Marcus replied.

Ed just chuckled as he pulled on his boxers and tee and
repeated as he walked out "Fag!"

"Ignore him Marcus" I said. "He calls me a fag every second
day, it's like his favourite put down, he means nothing by
it".

I think being caught out, embarrassed Marcus, still after Mr
Norris went to bed it didn't stop me from creeping over to
his bed and snuggling up to him, he didn't resist. I didn't
plan on sleeping with him all night but the next thing I
knew Mr Norris was standing over the bed ordering me out.

"What the hell do you think you are doing in Marcus's bed"
he yelled at me.

Before I could answer Marcus answered. "I asked him too sir,
I was missing my bed and asked if he would cuddle me to put
me to sleep as I was restless. Tom was going to ask your
opinion on my request but I told him not to be so stupid, if
he woke you up to ask you, I said you would be mad at both
of us sir. I'm sorry if you don't approve, it's all my doing
sir".

Mr Norris looked very sceptical but said that in this case
he would approve of the request retrospectively, however he
went on, it was still my duty to be up and have the
breakfast ready. I guess I had in all the sexual excitement
of the night before forgotten to set the alarm. Marcus could
not save me from this mistake.

"Sir sorry Sir, my mistake sir, I forgot to set the alarm
sir"

"Obviously Thomas and for a servant that is a bad mistake.
Go get the breakfast ready quickly and I will have Mr
Lindrum over here at 7.30 this morning for your punishment.
Your friend here can watch and see what happens to servants
who don't do their duties correctly. 

Then turning to Marcus he said "And If I ever catch you
lying to me and I can prove it, young man, it will be six of
the best on your young hands do you understand."

Marcus's face turned ash white as he replied "Yes sir."

Mr Norris knew Marcus had lied about why I was in his bed
but he left it. I guess he was going to get his satisfaction
anyway over my punishment for the alarm failure.

After breakfast I tidied up and Ed went over to the
headmasters house to do his morning duties. Marcus helped me
again, which enabled me to catch up the lost time. I was
already heavily in his debt and becoming heavily infatuated
with him.

At exactly 7.30am Mr Lindrum knocked on the back door, cane
in hand. Mr Norris showed him into the lounge room and I was
pantsed and bent over the arm of one of the lounge chairs.
Marcus sat in another, I guess you could say getting an
armchair view. 

I can tell you at that time there was no place for merriment
or jokes. Mr Norris had just informed Mr Lindrum that he was
tiring of my attitude and that I needed to be taught a
lesson once and for all, that I was a servant, not a free
boy, so he ordered the maximum punishment, ten strokes with
the cane. 

In front of Marcus and Mr Norris I was caned. Never before
had I received this many strokes at one time. After five I
was begging it to stop after eight I collapsed and Mr Norris
and Marcus had to hold me in position. I soiled the carpet
when my bowls gave way after the eight strokes as well and
by the tenth stroke I was not capable of standing or
screaming, I had screamed my voice hoarse. 

Marcus was asked to take me for a shower to recover and
again he undressed himself and then me and stood with me in
the shower. Unlike last night however neither of us was
having any erotic thoughts. Both our penises were erect. It
happens for some reason when your severely caned and it
happens when you watch some one caned. Marcus apologised for
his and assured me it just happened, it wasn't because he
enjoyed what happened to me. 

The warm water stung something fierce on my back and I cried
out hoarsely in pain. Marcus held me carefully against his
body and we stood there embracing for ten minutes as I
gradually recovered my strength. That was just how we were
still standing when Mr Norris walked in.

Marcus instantly stepped back and covered his genitals. Mr
Norris noting the position he had just found us in asked
Marcus to lower his hands. Blushing profusely Marcus did as
he was told exposing his still erect penis.

"Ten minutes and your still erect, I need to have a very
serious talk to you two boys" Mr Norris said

Changing the topic deliberately he looked at me and asked
"How I was". I tensed, bitter at the caning I had just been
given and I think Marcus sensed I was about to say something
I would regret so he spoke up." He'll be fine sir, sore but
he will recover. He's regained a lot of strength already.
Ten minutes more under the shower and he will be ok I'm sure
sir"

Looking at me Mr Norris said "I hope you realise just what a
treasure you have here in Marcus. I am loosing count of the
number of times he's saved your hide already. I saw in your
face what you were about to say Thomas, Marcus stopped you
from opening your mouth and you having to front up again
tomorrow for another ten strokes."

When I said nothing he said "You hate me right now don't
you?"

When I still said nothing he said "You know the rules of a
servant, when asked a question by their master, now do you
hate me Thomas?"

Slowly I replied "Yes sir" with all the bitterness I could
muster. Marco elbowed me in the ribs as a warning.

Ignoring my reaction Mr Norris said "Good I was hoping you
did. You have to learn that your not the privileged spoilt
kid you were. When you accept that your life has changed and
you come to realise that your life here has many positive
benefits and could be a lot worse, then hopefully you will
in time come to respect me Thomas. I don't hate you or your
brother. I want you to grow up model citizens and though I
personally don't agree with indentured servitude there is
nothing I can do to prevent it, but I can make it, in this
school, a system that benefits its captives".

"Thomas there is a lot of disquiet within the Parent
Association and the wider parent body of this school about
your presence here at PHS as both students and servants.
Many are urging and some are even trying to have you
removed. I don't want to loose you and your brother. I want
to protect you from the worst of the Indentured Servitude
system. You must help me in this by proving to the whole
school that you do have human dignity, that you are not an
animal or an item. I need every parent and student to see
that you are fulfilling all the requirements asked of an
Indentured Servant, so they can have no grounds for
complaint".

"Maybe you can't be friends with a slave Thomas, but I
firmly believe you can respect a slave's human dignity. You
may think after that caning I just ordered that I don't
respect your human dignity, but I ordered it so that you
will remember what it's like to be a slave in the wider
world and so that you will strive to do your best the first
time without question or pause. Learn that lesson and you
will be a great servant Thomas and take that lesson back
into your free life after your fifteen years is up. Already
I can see that potential in you, already you are progressing
more than your brother, let this morning be a lesson to you
and Marcus. Don't let human foibles interfere with your
duties what ever they may be". Don't give the bigoted, the
uncaring, the prejudiced a reason to send you away".

With that he turned and on his way out said, "Don't be more
than ten minutes boys, but I will leave the door open this
time so I can ensure that all that is happening is that
Marcus is helping sooth the pain".

"I will see you both at Recess in my office about what I
observed here in the shower this morning and I suspect last
night. Homosexual acts are an affront to my Christian
beliefs boys, you are not stupid either of you, you surly
knew I would observe your behaviour. I'm really disappointed
in you both and to add to that disappointment I was just
talking to your father, Marcus, when he rang to say he is
dropping some clean clothes around for you to wear this
morning. Why Marcus did you lie to me last night about your
servant washing you each night? Better have a good story
boys or there is more punishment on its way and this time
for both of you."

When Mr Norris had gone I looked over at Marcus and said
'You lied?  Your servant doesn't wash you each night?"

"We don't even have a servant Thomas" Marcus chuckled.

"Shit were in big trouble then"

"Yeah big shit" replied Marcus, the amusement gone totally
out of his voice.


End Chapter 8


  
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