Scott Westwood

Boys Love Torture

Chapters 3-4

Chapter 3
The Brother's Dark Secret

A New Boy Fact:

Mark's eyes widened and his mouth dropped open as he remembered his instructions for the challenges. To say he was taken by surprise would be an understatement. He had, of course assumed that the guys in the club were all pretty much his age. And now here was this really cool guy, Chip, who was 15, asking him the first secret question which meant he was going to have to let him feel him up.

Mark started breathing faster as his cock began to harden.

For a moment Chip thought that he had gone too far, or that Mark had forgotten, or changed his mind. He knew there really was no club, of course, but he just couldn't help himself. He was just ready to say something when Mark stammered, "Ummm 3; uh 3; where should we go 3; to um 3; you know 3; do it?"

Chip felt that familiar feeling in his groin as he considered what was apparently going to happen. He smiled and said, "How about back over there in the woods?"

Mark nodded.

Chip smiled broadly and said, okay follow me.

Mark followed Chip into the words. He got more excited with every step he took and by the time they stopped in a little clearing he had a major hard-on. He was really excited. But also a little scared that when Chip saw his boner he would think he was gay, or something and not like him. But in the end he figured it probably would be okay.

Chip whispered, "Okay this looks like a good spot."

He looked at Mark standing there shirtless and trembling slightly. The bulge in the front of Mark's shorts confirmed the fact that Mark was okay with it. Still Chip did like to push things, and of course, he did like to interject some element of humiliation.

Chip looked at Mark and said as formally as he could, "So Mark, do you know why we are here?"

Mark nodded and responded nervously, "Uh 3; yes 3; to do one of the challenges!"

Chip asked, "And you are willing to do that and anything else I tell you? And you understand that the initiation will be long and tough correct?"

Mark nodded again and said, "Yes, I'll do it and anything else you say, no matter what! You name it I'll do it. And I promise I'll be a good member of the club."

Chip could tell Mark was getting more and more excited. Though he felt a little guilty about doing this, he was too excited to stop now. Mark seemed like a really great kid, and Chip already liked him a lot. His enthusiasm and excitement about the whole secret club thing was contagious. And Chip started thinking, "Oh hell, Stevie started this damn thing, and maybe having a secret club isn't such a bad idea." Using horny teenage boy logic he concluded that the best way to make things right was to ensure that there really was a 'club.' And that got him thinking even more.

He started circling Mark, looking him up and down. "So Mark, what is the first challenge?"

Mark took a really deep breath and said, "Uh 3; you get to feel me up for as long as you want?"

Chip smiled and said ominously as he patted Mark's cute little butt, "That's right!"

He stopped in front of Mark and stared at him. Mark was sweating and breathing hard. Finally Mark stammered, "Uh what do you want me to do?"

Chip smiled back and said, "Well, start by putting your hands behind your head."

Mark did as he was told and waited. His heart was pounding as Chip stepped closer and began running his hands over his bare chest and stomach.

"Looks like you have a really nice body here Mark. One that we're gonna have a lot of fun with you for the next month. Yea a lot of fun! At least for us anyway."

Mark sucked in a lot of air as Chip's hands found the waistband of his soccer shorts. Chip was pretty much on auto-pilot now. He knew instinctively how to increase the level of humiliation and excitement. He grabbed hold of Mark's shorts, gave them a really hard yank and pulled them all the way down to his ankles. Then he stepped back and looked Mark up and down.

Mark trembled as he saw Chip checking him out. Standing there in his jockstrap, with his shorts at his ankles his hands behind his head, and sporting a full hard-on was as embarrassing as it was exciting.

He thought about his shorts down around his ankles and asked tenuously, "Uh, did you want my shorts all the way off?"

Chip smiled and asked matter-of-factly, "What do you think?"

Mark thought for just a moment, stepped out of them and kicked them aside.

Chip walked around Mark again, checking out every inch of his tight trim body. He had just the right amount of muscle tone for a boy his age, maybe just a little more. And he had a really nice bubble butt. Chip couldn't resist. He snarled at Mark as he gave his ass a hard slap, "You're going to do every thing I say, no matter what, RIGHT little Dude?"

Mark took a deep breath and half shouted, "Yes Sir! No matter what!"

If there was anything that Chip was sure of, it was that. He knew that now was the time to give Mark a special little challenge so that he could 'prove himself.' One that wasn't too tough, but also exciting.

He patted Mark on the back and said, "Okay, you're going to start proving that right now. Is anyone else home at your house?"

Mark trembled slightly as he shook his head.

Chip smiled and thought, 'Perfect.'

"Okay, here's what I want you to do. When I say go, you will run across your back yard then all the way around your house and come back. Wearing just your jockstrap and sneakers. Understood?"

Mark nodded.

Chip laughed and snapped, "GO!"

Mark was off in a flash. Chip peeked through the trees and watched Mark run towards the house with his bare ass pounding. There had been absolutely no hesitation on his part about following Chip's order, which Chip figured was a really good sign.

It didn't take long before Mark dashed back into the clearing, stopped and bent over slightly to catch his breath.

"How was your run little Dude?" Chip asked.

Mark took a few moments to catch his breath, then panted "Ahhh, well it was okay. Kind of scary, but also kind of exciting. There was this guy right across the street who was out watering his lawn with a hose. He almost saw me. I was really scared."

Chip knew the neighborhood very well. If the guy was using a hose it was probably Mr. Andrews, cause he was the only one who did it that way, everyone else used sprinklers. Chip knew Mr. Andrews so well, that even if he had seen Mark, he was certain he wouldn't have said or done anything. He was cool about everything. And was one of Chip's best customers for the never-ending stream of school and youth group fund-raisers. Chip also got along really well with Mr. Andrews' nephew Aaron, who was living with him while he went to college. Of course, Mark had no way of knowing any of this, to him the guy was just another older guy.

Chip patted Mark on the back and said, "You did really well. Maybe I should have you do it again, totally naked, and have you do jumping jacks on your front lawn."

Mark's eyes widened, his mouth dropped open and he took a deep breath. Then to Chip's total surprise, he reached down, pulled his jockstrap totally off, stood back up and said, "Tell me when to go 3; and um, how many jumping jacks do you want me to do?"

Chip felt a lump in his throat as he thought, 'Damn, this kid is incredible.'

He looked at Mark's exposed crotch and was pleased to see that he really did have a nice sized cock for a boy his age. He was even more pleased to note it was standing straight up in front of a nice little patch of pubic hair. Not a lot, but enough.

Chip chuckled, "Okay, we may get to that in a little bit, for now we'll take care of something else."

Mark said, "Okay. I'll do whatever you say!"

"Great! Now put your hands behind your head and spread your legs wide," Chip commanded.

Mark responded instantly. His heart began to pound faster and faster. He was really scared of having to run around the house naked, and do the jumping jacks with that guy across the street and wondered what the guy would do, if he saw him which he probably would. Still it was pretty exciting.

His excitement grew as he felt Chip's hands on his cock and balls.

"Nice equipment you got here little Dude! Do you play with it a lot?" Chip asked softly. He was, of course, getting back into humiliation mode.

Mark stammered, "Um 3; ahh 3; I don't know what 3; um." He of course knew what Chip was talking about and it was really difficult for him to admit to it. According to his father, it was a dirty sin and after that night when he had been caught and been given the 'TALK', actually more like a LECTURE, it was never spoken of again. At least not with his father. His older brother was another story.

Meanwhile Chip smiled as he saw the look of panic on Mark's face. He was blushing like crazy and breathing hard. He could tell this was apparently very difficult for Mark to talk about. He didn't seem to be shy at all though, so it must be something else. Chip started stroking Mark's painfully hard erection and continued, "Oh come on little Dude, you know what I'm talking about!"

Mark moaned as Chip stroked him faster. He was trying hard to respond, and in spite of all the things that had been happening with his brother, he was having a tough time opening up about his dirtiest little secret to someone else.

Then Chip snapped him out of it when he said, "I'll make it easy for you, how often do you masturbate Mark 3; you know jack-off 3; pound your pud 3; spank the monkey 3; choke the chicken 3; tease the weasel 3; I KNOW you do it! SO just admit it! How often do you do it little Dude?"

Mark struggled for a few moments and then stammered, "Ummm 3; ahhh 3; like maybe twice a day 3; sometimes a little more."

Chip gave his balls a hard squeeze and snapped, "Are you sure? Don't be lying to me now!"

Mark's face turned bright red as he thought for a moment and then blurted out, "Well, okay, ummm, sometimes a lot more."

There, he had said it. He had admitted his dirtiest, most private act to a guy he had just met. He felt totally humiliated, but also extremely excited. He didn't even realize that he was now pumping his groin back and forth and was essentially masturbating himself in Chip's now still hand.

Eventually he realized what he was doing, he stopped and started to apologize. "Oh God, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to do that 3; sorry."

Chip kept his hand wrapped around Mark's cock and whispered, "That's okay Dude, go for it. I'm proud of you."

Mark's level of arousal was very high now. Too high to stop. Though he felt some embarrassment, the other feelings were just too strong. Standing here naked as he was, in front of a fully clothed Chip, whose hand was wrapped around his cock, was just too much. Nature took its course and he was soon pumping his hard piece of pre-teen meat in and out of Chip's hand.

Chip was just as turned on. While he wanted to stroke his own throbbing pole, there was something else he wanted to do even more. He licked his index finger, reached around and worked his finger between the cheeks of Mark's bubble butt.

Mark moaned as he felt the searching finger sliding into his crack. He stopped pumping long enough for Chip to find his hole and work his finger deep inside. Then he started pumping again.

It didn't take long for Chip to realize that Mark was getting awfully close to cumming. As much as he wanted to see that, he decided it would be more fun string him a long a bit, so he took his hand off of Marks's cock and pulled his finger out of Mark's tight little ass.

Mark moaned in frustration. The two stood there for several moments catching their breaths. Mark was obviously anxious to do more, which was going to be no problem for Chip, since he was totally turned on now. Though he was a little young, Chip really liked Mark's tight, compact little body. And he was totally enamored with his personality. He seemed to be a very gutsy kid, just like Chip was at that age. And he thought it was kind of cute the way he got so embarrassed about the whole masturbation thing.

It was Mark, who broke the silence as he chirped hopefully, "So are you going to initiate me some more?"

"Do you really want me to?" Chip asked.

Mark smiled broadly, "Oh yea! You can make me do stuff for as long as you want, I have nothing going on today."

Chip smiled back and said, "Okay, I'll give you a tough one."

Chip went on to describe the various trails in the woods that he ran on. He chose a route that was fairly secluded. One that would take Mark a while to run and which would bring him back around in what was essentially a large circle. He made sure Mark understood the directions and then added.

"And of course you will be running in the nude. So keep an eye out, for anyone else. With the exception of that one field you have to cross there are plenty of places to hide along the way. Got it?"

Mark nodded. He was scared again, but thought this whole thing was really exciting. He couldn't wait to get back from his naughty run to find out what else Chip would order him to do.

And then he was off!

Chip waited for him to get out of sight, then ran out of the woods, across Mark's backyard and out the front. He hoped Mr. Andrews was still there because he had this crazy little idea brewing to blow Mark's mind that he was sure he could get Mr. Andrews to play along with. As they say the best laid plans 3;

He looked across the street. Sure enough there was a guy there watering the lawn, but it wasn't Mr. Andrews, it was Aaron, his 21 year old nephew. 'Dang!' He thought! Then it occurred to him that this just might work out even better.

He ran across the street and waved as he called out, "Hey Aaron, how's it going?"

Aaron looked up and smiled as he saw Chip running towards him. Of course they had known each other for some time. Two years earlier, Aaron had moved in with his Uncle Mike when he started attending the local university. It made sense, in return for room and board; he helped his Uncle around the house, and saved himself and his parents a ton of money while he was going to school.

Chip lived just down the street from Mr. Andrews. The two first met when Chip was 13 and Aaron was 19. Chip was going door to door selling candy for a school fundraiser. Aaron was there when his Uncle invited Chip inside and got a kick out of listening to the hokey little sales pitch Chip delivered to his Uncle. Which was actually quite effective, as evidenced by the amount of stuff his Uncle bought.

During the course of Aaron's freshman year, he and Chip struck up a relationship. Aaron was a Phys Ed major, which meant he was high on young Chip's book of potential idols. Even more so, since Aaron was an exceptional soccer player, which was Chip's main sport. Aaron also worked as an assistant coach for Chip's summer soccer team.

Aaron was 21 now and had just started Grad School, majoring in sports medicine and therapy. As a Phys Ed major, he, of course, kept himself in exceptional shape.

"So how are you doing Chipster? Almost ready for school?" Aaron chuckled.

Chip actually liked it when Aaron called him that.

"Oh pretty good, I am kinda sorry that school is starting, but also excited. The way things are looking our soccer team is gonna be awesome. We might go all the way to states!" Chip responded enthusiastically.

Aaron nodded and said, "Make sure I get a schedule. You know how much I like watching you play!"

Chip smiled and said, "No problem!" He knew it too. In fact, he couldn't remember the last time Aaron missed one of his soccer games, or even wrestling matches for that matter. Their small talk continued for a couple of minutes until Aaron recognized the fact that Chip had gone into his chatter mode. He knew Chip well enough to know that something was up.

"Okay Chipster, what's up? I don't see you carrying anything so you're not selling anything. So what's on your mind?"

Chip blushed, "Damn, how could he tell?" he wondered.

"Well um, I was just wondering if you could do me this really big favor. I know it will be a huge amount to ask, and I don't have a lot of time to explain 3; But I would really, really appreciate it if you could do this. It would be awesome!"

Aaron could tell Chip was nervous and excited. He looked at Chip, smiled and said, "Sure Chip, so, umm who do you want me to kill?"

Chip picked up on the joke and chuckled, "Well, no one, at least not right now. It's not like that, but it is a little tricky, and a little dangerous."

Aaron was both intrigued and concerned. He also recognized the signs. "What have you gotten yourself into my little Chipster?" he wondered.

"And I take it, this is the kind of favor that is going to have to be strictly between us. The kind that your parents can't know about?"

Chip blushed and whispered, "Yea, that kind."

Aaron thought for a moment. He really liked this damn kid. Aside from the fights in and out of school, he also knew that Chip was definitely not the type to get involved in anything that was really criminal.

"Okay, I'll bite, what do you want me to do?"

Aaron listened intently as Chip ran through a devious little plan. It was definitely a lot to ask. And it would be particularly dangerous. Not as much for Chip as it would be for him since he was now legally an adult. Still he was fascinated the way Chip's mind worked and intrigued by the intricacies of his nefarious little scheme.

Aaron smiled and said, "Okay, I'll help you out, but we only have a couple of hours, because I have to go to the airport and pick up my asshole cousin Justyn. I have to 'baby sit' his smart ass for three weeks cause his parents are going on some cruise and they don't trust him to be home alone for that long!"

Chip could care less about this Justyn dude. All he could think about now was the fact Aaron had agreed to help!

The only way to understand why Aaron would even consider taking part in Chip's little adventure would be to go back two years, to something that happened when Chip was actually thirteen.

Two Years Earlier

[this is the flashback – this is the flashback]

The door opened. But it wasn't Mr. Andrews. It was Aaron. He was shirtless and wearing just a small pair of gym shorts. Chip figured he must have been working out by the way he was sweating. Of course he took the time to quickly check out Aaron's body. It was lean and muscular, and very well sculpted. The type Chip wanted to have one day.

Smiles and greetings were exchanged and soon the two were sitting in the living room looking through Chip's catalogue. Mr. Andrews had apparently already heard about the sale, and the type of things in it, and had left instructions with Aaron to order some stuff from Chip.

"They say they are really good baskets too. Not like the cheapie ones you get your Easter candy in. These are top quality hand-made with only the best materials 3;" Chip prattled.

Aaron smiled as he listened to Chip jabber on. It was one of the things he loved about him. Chip was a natural little 'huckster' and had a fairly refined sales talk. It was like a quote he had heard in a movie a little while a go, "This kid could sell bubblegum to the patients in the lockjaw ward of the hospital!" Or something like that.

Chip watched with delight as Aaron checked off a whole bunch of stuff on the order form. Of course he was pleased, but then he felt a little guilty. He didn't want to take advantage of their friendship.

"Umm, hey Aaron, that's really cool of you to order all that stuff from me, but that's an awful lot. You really don't have to order that much."

Aaron laughed and said, "Little Dude, are you trying to talk yourself out of your biggest sale?"

For once, Chip was at a loss for words.

Aaron chuckled, "You know my Uncle's always happy to help you out Chip, and just so you know, he gave me an idea of what to order. He's planning on sending most of the gift baskets to relatives. So don't worry."

Chip smiled and said sheepishly, "Okay, and um thanks!"

He handed the order back to Chip and said, "Okay wanna check my math?"

Chip ran down the order from, did some quick calculations and said, "It looks okay. And thanks again!"

Aaron nodded and asked, "So should I pay you now or later?"

Chip said, "Well, um, actually it would really help if you paid now. And if you do, you get a 10 per cent discount."

Aaron smiled and announced, "That sounds good to me. My Uncle left a signed blank check upstairs. I'll go get it."

He jumped up and headed upstairs. Chip picked up the order form and double checked the total. He had just finished when he heard the phone ring. After a moment, Aaron shouted down that he had to take the call and asked Chip to wait a few minutes.

Chip jumped up, ran over to the bottom of the stairs and hollered back, "That's Okay Aaron I'll wait."

He turned from the stairs and was about to return to the sofa when he heard 'IT' coming from the rec room. Aaron had apparently left the TV on. It took Chip just a few seconds to recognize the sounds. Some guy was moaning and groaning the way he did when having sex with a woman, like on some of the movies on the internet porn sites he had managed get into.

Chip's interest was piqued. 'Damn', he thought, 'Aaron was watching porn before I got here.' He tiptoed across the room and poked his head into the rec room. He was right! There it was on the big screen TV 3; real porn! Chip stood transfixed for several moments then his eyes widened as he realized he was watching two college guys doing some really nasty stuff.

Both were naked. One was tied to this cross that was in the shape of a big X. The other guy was stroking the guy on the cross's cock. He stopped, picked up a whip and started lashing him.

Chip had never seen anything like this before. This was really wrong he thought, but he couldn't take his eyes off the screen.

Chip felt his own cock hardening, but didn't care. This was really exciting. He had forgotten about Aaron completely and that wasn't all he forgot about. He had been in such a hurry to get out selling that he had neglected to put a jock or underwear on beneath his soccer shorts. Another minute passed and those shorts were tented to the max.

Chip drifted into a daze as he stared at the screen. The guy on the cross started to scream. The other guy laughed and started whipping his hard cock.

He snapped out of his daze as he heard an impassioned voice behind him, "OH MY GOD!" Aaron shouted as he rushed into the room and switched off the TV.

"Oh God Chip, I'm so sorry 3; I totally forgot 3; Ummm 3; you shouldn't have had to see that! Sorry about that."

He shuffled Chip back into the living room and sat down. Chip seemed to be in a state of shock. Which, of course, he was. His mind was racing all over the map and his sensors were overloading. This was further complicated by the fact his young hormones had kicked in to high gear and given him a monster hard-on.

Aaron was in a similar state of confusion 3; minus the hard-on. He was scared as hell about what had just happened. He knew how smart Chip was, and after what Chip had just seen, knew what he was probably thinking. And that scared him. He tried to think of what to say as he watched Chip's face, which was totally blank.

Though Chip's face was blank, his thoughts weren't. In fact they were moving fast 3; 'SHIT 3; that was so gay 3; hell that was gay porn 3; Aaron was watching gay porn 3; shit 3; he must be gay 3; SHIT 3; I have to get out of here fast 3; damn he's some kind of pervert 3; a fucking fag 3; SHIT he might try to perv me 3; DAMN 3;what should I do?' he thought.

Chip could not recognize the simple fact that his initial thoughts had been slowly hard wired into his mind. From Bible teachings to locker room talk, a guy who is gay is weird and must be hated and feared.

The mental overload continued. Both were at a loss for words. Chip's wild thoughts continued 3; 'Damn, why were you watching that Aaron 3; the stuff those guys were doing was 3; was 3; uhhh 3;'

And so it began. Chip struggled to be mad at Aaron. But somehow he couldn't. Instead, all he could seem to think about was what the guys were doing on the screen. He could not get his mind off of it 3; and the reality hit like a freight train 3; Chip realized he had a major hard-on which had to be showing and he snapped out of it.

"Oh my God, Aaron, I am really sorry, I shouldn't have been sneaking around, I'm really sorry!" he sounded like he was ready to cry.

Aaron was a little disoriented himself. He had not anticipated this response at all. "That's okay Chip, it's all my fault for leaving it on. I am really sorry you had to see that!"

They sat in silence for several moments.

Chip had regained his composure and started to reason more clearly. His most immediate problem was the fact that he was sitting there with a huge boner that was obvious. Aaron had apparently not seen it yet, but what would happen if he did.

The craziest thing though was the fact that following his initial wild 'homophobe' thoughts, Chip really wasn't at all concerned about the fact that Aaron, his idol, might be gay. In fact, in spite of everything that had been pounded into his head, he didn't care if anyone was gay.

The silence continued for awhile longer then Chip finally spoke, "Ummm, Aaron, can I ask you a question?"

Aaron smiled nervously and muttered, "You know you can Chip."

Chip thought for a moment and then asked cautiously, "So, like are you gay or what? I mean I've seen you with a lot of different girls?"

Aaron remembered what it was like to be that age. Things seemed so black and white back then.

He took his time formulating a response and decided that in Chip's case total honesty would be the best course 3; probably his only course. And so he shared the summary of his life's story 3; about how it took so long to accept the fact he was gay 3; about how he really did like dating girls 3; but suppressed his other feelings 3; and so on. Chip seemed to absorb it all. When he was finished, he looked at Chip sadly and said, "Anyway, I hope we can still be friends, and, umm, I would appreciate it if you wouldn't tell anyone about this, you know just the fact that you were here and saw what you did could 3; umm cause me trouble."

Chip seemed confused for a moment. He crossed his eyes and thought. For a thirteen year old he really was VERY QUICK ON THE UPTAKE. He had totally absorbed everything Aaron had said and accepted it. All except the last part. Then it hit him.

"OH, ahh, I get it now 3; you mean the fact that I'm a minor and all. Hell don't worry about that Aaron 3; I'm totally cool. I would never tell anyone. And yea we are still TOTAL FRIENDS 3; even with 3; you know the other part 3; it doesn't matter."

Chip had processed all the revelations very quickly. It was one of his strengths. In this case though, the process happened really quick, because Chip had a more immediate problem to deal with. As mature as he could be, Chip was still an easily confused thirteen year old boy. And he was getting more and more confused.

Now he focused all his energies on the big problem!

He was sitting there, in Aaron's Uncle's living room with a massive hard-on. One that had his shorts tented out obscenely. Though Aaron had apparently not noticed yet, it was only a matter of time before he did. Chip blushed as he thought about Aaron noticing the fact he had a boner.

He considered possible courses of action.

He could reach down into his shorts and just pull the damn thing up against his pubes so it wouldn't be so obvious. Then he reasoned that would be too dangerous, Aaron would notice the movement and see what he was doing 3; Chip imagined Aaron catching him reaching into his shorts 3; and that just made it worse 3; the mere thought of that happening made him that much harder.

Or, he could ask to use the bathroom 3; once there he could jack off and rid himself of the problem. Then he reasoned that won't work, cause I'll have to stand up, and then it will be really obvious!

He considered other options but could not come up with any that would work. What made things worse was the fact he could not stop thinking about that little bit of the video he had seen.

If things weren't weird enough, they got even weirder every time he thought about Aaron noticing he had a hard-on. He started to sweat and breath hard the more he thought about it. And the more he thought about it, the more he started to want it to happen. To have Aaron see his boner. And that was the weird part.

Meanwhile, Aaron was taking one last look at the order form to distract himself. Chip was acting strange. Stranger than normal. He began to worry that Chip might not be as 'okay' with things as he thought.

And then he finally saw it 3; Chip's shorts were tented out fully 3; and then it came to him 3; the strange looks 3; the heavy breathing 3; the babble 3; Chip was totally aroused, which at his age could mean any number of things.

He stared at Chip's groin for awhile and started to get concerned. Thoughts began to enter his mind that he knew were inappropriate. He realized he had to get this damn kid out of here fast, before he did something that was wrong.

Chip snapped out of his latest daze and realized his greatest fear had come true, Aaron was staring at his crotch, and knew he had a massive hard-on. That made more blood rush into his cock which seemed to have its own agenda.

He looked at Aaron and muttered, "Oh, ah, sorry, that happens a lot 3; ahhh."

Aaron laughed and said, "Don't worry about it Chip, hell when I was your age, I'd get that way if I rubbed too close to a tree. It's perfectly natural. Happened to me all the time when I was your age. Still does."

Chip's eyes widened as he blurted out the typical thirteen year old's response, "What 3;I mean you still 3; um 3; you know 3; um get 3;"

Aaron laughed even harder as he chuckled, "Yea that's right little Chip I still getem 3; yea I get boners 3; I still sport wood 3; pop a fresh one 3; and I still 3;"

He gave Chip a dirty wink and then said teasingly, "you know jack-off 3; pound my pud 3; spank my monkey 3; choke my chicken 3; or tease my weasel!"

Aaron was starting to feel a little more at ease. He was actually getting a real kick out of young Chip's reactions which were so typical. For some strange reason, most boys that age seem to assume that all that 'stuff' only happens to them and not guys that are older.

That aside, his primary concern continued to rise, as he considered the fact that he was beginning to walk a very dangerous tightrope with this conversation.

Meanwhile Chip was once again on sensory overload. Unlike the first, this one clearly centered totally on Chip's emerging sexual desires 3;

He thought about the video he had seen and got more excited 3; he thought about the internet porn he had seen with guys licking pussy and tits and got more excited 3; then he thought about the guy that was tied up getting whipped and got more excited 3; then he thought about Aaron seeing his tented shorts, knowing he had a hard-on 3;

Round and round it went! And somewhere in the midst of it all there was a strange 'cross-circuit' 3; all of a sudden Chip started remembering the strip poker games 3; he remembered the penalties for losing 3; he remembered having to stand naked in the center of the room with your hands behind your head while everyone looked at you 3; or felt you up 3; or made you exercise 3; or jack off while they watched 3; all that and more 3; he remembered making other guys do it 3; he remembered having to do a lot of the penalties as well 3; stand naked in the center of the room with his hands behind his head 3; and so on 3;

And then the final 'cross-connect' happened 3; he emerged from his daze to hear Aaron talking, "Chip 3; are you okay? DO you need me to take you home?" etc.

Chip's thoughts turned another corner. He knew he had a major hard-on. He started to wonder what it would be like if Aaron saw him naked and with a big boner. And even more exciting, if Aaron made him do a bunch of the strip poker penalties.

Aaron was starting to really worry. He didn't know if Chip was totally freaking out, or what. He saw the tent in his shorts, of course, which seemed to indicate something else. He was getting closer to his own panic mode, when Chip whimpered, "Ummm 3; Aaron, I hope you won't hate me 3; but I was just wondering something 3;"

Aaron smiled and asked, "What's that Chip?"

Chip swallowed hard and then asked softly, "Well, um do you 3; um you know like to look at naked guys and do bad things to them?" He blushed as he said it.

Aaron smiled and said, "Well, you already saw some of that video I have so that should pretty much answer your question Chip."

Chip nodded. Then Aaron followed with a question of his own, "So what about you Chip, do you like looking at naked boys and doing bad things to them?"

Chip's eyes widened and his face flushed. He thought for a moment and then nodded sheepishly. Aaron smiled some more and said, "That's okay Chip, that is really normal for your age and I'm guessing you are probably finding ways to do it a lot."

An impish smile crossed Chip's face as he nodded and then went on to say, "Yea, you know sometimes at the pool, in the showers and all, but mostly when we play these games."

Aaron chuckled, "Let me guess, um strip poker?"

Chip sat straight up with his eyes wide open and stammered, "Uh, how did you know?"

Aaron laughed again and said, "Dude most boys your age do it. So you want to tell me about it?" He knew it was wrong to keep this conversation going, but he couldn't resist. And of course, he had no way of knowing what Chip had just started to fantasize about.

And so the flood gates opened. Chip started chattering on and on, he told Aaron all about the strip games they played almost every other day. And about all the penalties they used. And about the ones he had to do. And about the ones he came up with for the other boys. Aaron had to admit theses boys were as creative as they were horny. He could also tell that Chip was getting more and more aroused as he talked and figured he should probably let the poor kid go, so he could go home and take care of business.

He was about to speak, when Chip mentioned that he had played some special games with one kid that were really pretty bad. "Want to hear about them too, Aaron?" Chip asked excitedly.

Aaron just nodded and Chip went on.

"Well, there was one kid I knew who was on the soccer team with me. One day after practice he asked me if I wanted to come over to play a special strip game. So I did. It was just him and me. He got out some dice and the rule was anytime you rolled a 7 or an 11 you had to take off a piece of clothes."

Aaron chuckled, "That doesn't sound that special."

Chip said, "It was the penalty part that was special. I lost the first game we played. He still had his pants on and said we could continue to play to see if he would get naked too, put if I lost again I had to do a special punishment. And I couldn't know what it was beforehand. And I had to promise to do it, no matter what. Well, it sounded scary, but I said okay."

"He got down to his boxers and then I lost again. Then he told me my penalty was to be his torture slave for an hour."

Aaron's eyes widened as he imagined Chip being naked and tortured by this other kid. "So, did you do it Chip?"

Chip nodded and said proudly, "Yea, it was pretty tough, but I did it for a full hour."

Aaron really wanted to hear what happened, but was afraid to ask. Meanwhile Chip was thinking about the things that had happened that afternoon and started to fantasize about Aaron doing those things to him right now. He imagined Aaron yelling at him, telling him he had been very bad and had to be punished by being tortured right away. He started breathing really hard as he thought about having to strip totally naked and then run around outside the house or through the neighborhood, so everyone would see his boner. And then coming back to be tortured by Aaron.

He thought about how he had been tied up and whipped. And then was forced to lick the other kid's feet. And then how he had been tied down on his back on the coffee table and had all kinds of things done to his cock and balls.

They both sat there in silence as Chip breathed heavier and heavier. Aaron assumed Chip was fantasizing about that day. Little did he know that Chip's fantasy had taken a more current direction.

Finally he asked again, "Chip are you sure you are okay? You don't have to tell me more!"

Chip looked at the concerned look on Aaron's face and suddenly felt really guilty about his thoughts. But he just couldn't stop them. He was desperate for them to become a reality. He started to cry and then threw himself onto Aaron, boner and all, wrapped his arms around him and sobbed, "Oh God, please don't hate me 3; please don't hate 3; I am so, so bad!"

Aaron started to speak, but Chip cut him off. "You see, the stuff he did to me 3; the tortures and all 3; I really liked it 3; it was hard, but exciting 3; and when we played another time, I liked making him do the same stuff, and more. I know that sounds really bad."

Aaron nodded and said, "Well some people might think so, but if both of you were okay with it, that's okay. Ummm 3; Did you want to tell me what those things were? "

Chipped nodded and told Aaron about everything the other kid had down to him and what he had done to the other kid. And the fact they had done it a number of times. To say Aaron was shocked would be an understatement. The two boys had played pretty rough with each other. He didn't know what to say.

Chip looked up at him with watery eyes and stammered, "And, well, then he moved away and I haven't been able do play the special game with anyone. But I really want to 3; the worst part is I want to lose and be the one who get's tortured. I know that's weird 3; so please don't hate me."

Aaron tried to sound as reassuring as possible. "Listen Chip, first of all, I don't think it's that weird. You saw that video, so that should tell you something about how I feel. Secondly, I don't hate you and never will. And finally, I'm sure you'll find someone eventually who'll do that to you, I just want you to promise that when you do it will be someone you know you can trust."

Chip looked up at Aaron again and sobbed, "That's just it, I found someone I am sure I can trust but I'm afraid to ask him. He's really cool, but he's older than me 3; but I really want him to make me do all that bad stuff. So I guess that makes me pretty weird."

Aaron thought this was getting heavier and heavier. He explained to Chip about how some guys like to give and some like to receive. Either way it was okay 3; and so on. He thought he was doing really well and had no idea he was about to step into a bear trap.

"Okay Chip let me ask you this, is this guy a close friend? One you can really trust?"

Chip nodded.

Aaron smiled and continued, "And does he know that you like to do this stuff?"

Chip nodded again and said, "Now he does." Aaron missed the impish smile that crossed Chip's face.

"Has he ever done this stuff with other guys?"

Chip sniffled, "Yea, I'm pretty sure."

"Well, then if this guy is really a good friend, my advice is to be honest with him and just ask him. If you two are that close, and he likes to do these things, then my guess is he'll probably help you out and say yes."

Chip seemed to relax, "Really?"

Aaron nodded, "I'm pretty sure, especially if he is that good of a friend. So why don't you just ask him? So are you going to tell me who this guy is?"

And there it was! Aaron's foot was in the bear trap.

Chip smiled and said, "Well he is older than me 3; but he is one of my absolute best friends in the world 3; and he is really cool 3; and ummm he is 3; umm 3;."

Aaron was getting a little exasperated. He knew who a lot of Chip's friends were and was running down a list of the older boys.

"Come on Chip, you can trust me, you know that, and I promise I won't hate you."

TWANG!!!!! The trap closed.

Chip chuckled and said, "Cool, well, it's you Aaron. I want you to make me do that stuff."

Aaron's mouth dropped open. He was in shock. "Why hadn't he been able to see this coming. The look on Chip's face said it all. He was absolutely serious, and worse, totally determined.

"WOAH, hold on their Tiger!" Aaron stammered, "You know I can't do that 3; you're only 13 3; and I'm, umm, 19, whish makes me an adult 3; besides it's just not right 3; and you know about the minor thing 3; and um 3;"

Chip pounced on his every word, "Oh come on Aaron, you are my bestest friend in the whole world 3; and who cares about how old you are 3; why isn't it right, I mean like you said if we are both okay with it 3; and I know I can trust you 3; I promise I won't tell anyone ever, and you know I always keep my promises 3; PLEASE, just do this one favor for me 3; I'll do whatever you want 3; I'll wash your car 3; cut the grass 3; anything."

And on and on it went. He was like a runaway freight train. Every protest was tossed aside as Chip used a combination of his natural salesmanship abilities and boyish charm to wear Aaron down.

Finally, Aaron decided he had to put a stop to the whole crazy thing. He leaned over, put his hand behind Chip's neck and said softly, "Chip, listen, I understand what you are saying, I really do. And I understand your desires. But this is just not right, and I think you know it. We can still be friends 3; good friends 3; and as much as I like you 3; this is something I just can't do 3; okay?"

He took a deep breath, sat back and waited. Chip seemed to have gotten the message.

Silence followed for several minutes, and then Chip said something that scared the hell out of him.

"That's okay, Aaron, I understand, and don't worry about it, I know how to use the Internet 3; and I'm sure it won't take me long to find someone older to do it 3; so don't worry 3; okay? I gotta go!"

And with that, Chip grabbed his order forms, stood up and headed towards the door.

Time would tell if this was yet another ploy of Chip's to get what he wanted. If it was, it worked! Aaron jumped up and ran after Chip. He knew what dangers lurked on the net. He also knew Chip and how determined he could be to the point of putting himself in real danger.

He grabbed Chip's neck just as he reached the door, spun him around, waved his fingers in his face and shouted, "Listen to me Chip and listen good! I want you to promise me that you will NEVER 3; and I REPEAT NEVER 3; go on the net and try to set up a meeting with anyone to do this kind of stuff 3; I mean it!"

Chip was stunned momentarily, but quickly regained his devilish and cocky composure as he pouted, "Why should I? You don't want me! I am sure I can find some real perv's who do, so let me go 3; I never want to see you again 3; ever!"

Chip glared defiantly at Aaron. His lips quivered and his eyes filled with water. And that is what did it!

Aaron nodded his head and said softly, "Okay, okay, little Dude, I'll do it! But you're gonna have to really promise me that you will not try to meet up with anyone on the net, and you can't tell anyone about this at all!"

Chip perked up instantly and started yammering, "Oh WOW! Yea I promise 3; no one from the net 3; and I won't tell anyone. I swear!"

Aaron had a sinking feeling in his stomach. He hoped he wouldn't live to regret this. He looked at the excitement in Chip's face and could tell that this was clearly something that was important to Chip. He continued, "Okay, I'm going to need to talk to you about a few things first, so let's go sit down."

They returned to the living room and sat down on opposite sides of the coffee table.

Aaron looked at Chip and asked, "Before I ask you anything else, do you have any questions for me?"

Chip thought for a moment then started a series of questions.

"So then you really are gay and all, huh? I mean you like guys, and all 3; and you have sex with them and stuff."

Aaron nodded and said, "Yes I am. And yes I do have. And yes I have had sex and stuff. I hope you are okay with that!"

Chip smiled and chirped, "Yea, totally, I was just surprised and all. You don't act 3; you know gay and all."

Aaron laughed, "Well the truth of the matter is this Chip, despite what you may have heard and even seen, most gay guys don't really act like women. Some do. But not most."

"And, um what about the stuff on that video I saw? Do you do that too?" Chip asked all wide eyed.

Aaron chuckled, "Yes, I do, actually. It's called BDSM. And I'll let you look that up on the net, as a sort of homework assignment."

Chip smiled and continued, "So um do like it when guys do that to you? I mean, make you get naked, tie you up and then torture you?"

Again Aaron smiled, "Well, I have had guys do some of that stuff to me over the years, and I liked it some. But to tell you the truth, I like doing that kind of stuff to other guys a lot more. And I especially like humiliating them while doing it. You understand what humiliation is, right dude?"

Chip rolled his eyes and said, "Yea, I'm not some stupid little kid you know!"

Aaron laughed and asked, "So what about you. You seem to have done a bunch of stuff already. What do you like best?"

Chip thought for a moment and then said, "Well, I kinda like making other guys do some things, that make them scream, and beg, and I really like making them do stuff that is like you said, umm, humiliating, especially in front of other guys. But I sort of like it more when I am the one being tortured and made to do stuff."

Aaron nodded knowingly and said, "Well, I was pretty much like that when I was your age, but I changed after awhile. Which is okay. Your feelings might change to as you get older, but they might not. Time will tell."

"So umm 3; Aaron, have you ever, like um tortured someone my age?" Chip asked hopefully.

Aaron shook his head, "No, not since I was about that age myself. I prefer guys around my own age, or older myself."

Chip looked disappointed.

Aaron saw the look on Chip's face and added, "But, look Dude, I said I'd do it and I will, okay, so don't worry."

Chip looked at Aaron and said, "But I don't want you to do it, if you really don't like it 3; and aren't okay with it and all 3;"

Aaron thought to himself, "What is up with the damn KID! He's making me crazy!"

"Look, just because I said I preferred doing it to older guys doesn't mean I wouldn't enjoy doing it to you. The truth is I probably would like it."

Chip perked up instantly, "So you really would like to make me get naked 3; and punish me 3; and torture me 3; and humiliate me 3; and make me do all kinds of dirty things?"

It was at that moment that Aaron realized, although his primary interest involved older guys, he probably could get excited about doing things to Chip, as evidenced by the sudden warmth in his own groin. He looked at the big tent in Chip's little shorts and then at his slender legs and started to get more excited.

Aaron nodded and said, "Yea, I think so, Chip. The big question is, could you really handle it? Cause the truth is, I like to play pretty rough. It's just the way I am. And it's the only way I do things anymore."

Although he was starting to get excited, he had a glimmer of hope that this might make Chip think twice. Brutal honesty might just scare him off.

"So actually, if we are going to really do this, you will absolutely have to understand, once we start, you will have to do everything I say, no matter what. And I can do whatever I want to you. Period! And I mean that! That is what you will have to agree to.

You will be like a slave boy serving his master. You will be naked. You will be tortured really hard and be humiliated in all sorts of ways for as long as I want. If, and only if, you will agree to that, I will do it. If you can't, we can just forget this every happened. And if you like I can help you find someone you can do this sort of stuff with that would go a little easier on you."

Aaron sat back and stared at Chip.

Chip's face was flushed. He was breathing very hard and appeared totally lost in thought.

Aaron was starting to breath easier now. Although there was a small part of him that was getting excited about using Chip, he figured it would be better for both if this did not actually happen.

He figured that his little speech had scared Chip and that Chip was having second thoughts.

He was only partially right.

Chip was pretty scared, but was not having second thoughts thanks to the very last thing Aaron had said 3; "I can help you find someone you can do this sort of stuff with that would go a little easier on you 3;" There it was! A statement intended to provide an easy out, but which Chip perceived as a challenge to his strength.

Aaron continued staring at Chip. He thought Chip looked like a scared rabbit and figured he was trying to find the right words that he could say to Aaron, to sort of save face when he backed out. Little did he know, Chip was actually fantasizing about the things that Aaron might do to him and getting more and more excited.

Finally Aaron decided to force the issue, "So, umm what do you say Chip? A truce, okay 3; no harm no foul 3; I promise I will find someone for you 3;"

Chip snapped out of his daze and said, "What do you mean? I don't want anyone else. I want you. I want you to make me do that stuff 3; all of it!"

Aaron stammered, "Chip did you hear what I said? I mean really hear?"

Chip snickered and mimicked Aaron's words sarcastically, " 3;you will have to do everything I say, no matter what. And I can do whatever I want to you. Period! And I mean that! That is what you will have to agree to 3; yada yada yada 3;"

"Okay, I agree Dude, to it all! No problem! So let's do it!"

Again Aaron stammered, "Are you really sure?"

Chip was getting a little frustrated. And a frustrated Chip was never a good thing. "Yea, I'm really sure!" he snapped sarcastically.

Aaron thought for a moment, and then decided to just do it! "Hell, it might be fun after all!" he mused.

So now the question was how to proceed. He looked at Chip, sitting there, breathing hard, and sweating, with his tented out shorts. And then it came to him, in one huge burst of total inspiration.

He stood up glared at Chip and shouted, "WHAT THE FUCK! YOU LITTLE SHIT! As if it wasn't bad enough that you were sneaking around 3; But now here you are sitting in my Uncle's living room with a big FUCKING boner 3; you little pervert! How dare you!"

Chip's eyes widened in horror as he stammered, "Oh God, I'm sorry 3; but um 3; dang 3; I'm sorry!"

For the moment, Chip had no clue that he was beginning his first 'role-play' BDSM experience. He was genuinely terrified. A moment ago Aaron seemed to be leaning his way, and now this!

Aaron grabbed Chip by the neck, pulled him to his feet, and snapped, "MAN I should throw you out of the house right now 3; but on second thought, that would be too damn easy 3; you deserve to be punished for this 3; so get your pale white ass into the rec room now!"

Chip trembled for a moment then ran to the rec room. He was so scared. 'Damn, why is Aaron this mad at me all of a sudden?' he thought. And then it came to him! And he got really excited. Aaron was doing it!

Aaron followed him into the rec room and snarled, "Take off your fucking shoes and socks you little shit!"

Chip pulled his sneakers and socks off and tossed them aside.

"Okay, now stay right where you are you dirty little shit. I'll be back in a minute!" Aaron snapped.

Chip watched as Aaron left the room. He could hear him walking around upstairs and started breathing heavier. He wondered how soon Aaron would make him strip naked.

Finally, Aaron returned carrying a backpack. He rummaged through it, pulled out several items and approached Chip.

"Okay Shit head, now don't move!" Aaron snapped, as he put padded leather restraints on Chip's wrists and ankles. Which, of course, added to Chip's level of excitement. He figured he would be stripped at any moment, but was surprised when Aaron forced him to sit in a chair facing the TV screen, with his arms shackled behind him.

Aaron put a new DVD in the player and turned it on.

"Okay Little Dude, watch this for awhile, it will give you a better idea of what is in store for you." Aaron laughed.

He had chosen a really brutal gay BDSM video. Aaron knew the acting was terrible, the story line really hokey, but figured it would be very real for young Chip. As phony as the acting was, the pain and humiliation were totally real!

Chip watched as a 'classic' gay BDSM story unfolded on the screen 3; two boyish looking Marines had been captured in a war zone 3; they were stripped naked and turned over to an interrogator 3; the first Marine was bound on a table on his back 3; a thin metal rod was forced into his piss slit as he screamed 3; then two small metal plates were attached to his balls 3; clamps were pinched onto his nipples 3; and all were connected by wires to some sort of electrical device 3; dials were turned 3; switches thrown and the screaming began 3; and on and on it went 3; whips 3; hot wax 3; shaving 3; sucking 3; dildo's 3; forced milking 3; a ball press 3; you name it 3; all were brought into play with this young Marine!

Aaron knew this was a really brutal video. He thought it might scare the shit out of Chip. Once again he was partially right. Chip was scared. But not enough to want out! In fact, Chip was imagining he was the suffering young Marine and loving it!

When the video was over, Aaron looked at Chip sitting in the chair, drenched in young teen sweat, breathing heavily, and still sporting a massive hard on in his shorts.

Aaron grabbed the back of Chip's neck and whispered as 'sadistically' as he could 3; "Last chance to get out little Dude 3; say please and I'll let you go 3; say anything else and your body is totally mine for the rest of the day 3; just like in the video! You will be tortured for real little Dude!"

"Give it your best shot, Dude!" Chip snapped.

Aaron snapped right back, "Okay Dude, I gave you your last chance so here we go!"

He grabbed Chip by the neck, pulled him to his feet and manhandled him through the house and out into the garage. As scared as he was, Chip remained totally hard.

Aaron seemed to shift into automatic pilot. He moved a step stool into the center of the garage, re-shackled Chip's wrists in front of him and had him stand on the step stool.

He pulled Chip's wrists up high over his head, attached them to a hook on a beam, and then kicked the stool out from under him. Chip groaned as his arms were pulled tight and he found himself hanging by his wrists, with his feet dangling about a foot off the floor.

His eyes widened as he saw Aaron pick up a pair of scissors from the work bench.

"What are you doing Aaron?" Chip stammered.

Aaron laughed, "You'll see soon enough shit-head!"

Aaron pulled the bottom of Chip's T-shirt out and started cutting. He worked his way all the way up to the shoulder on one side, and repeated it on the other. Then he ripped it totally off.

Chip gasped as he watched the pieces of his shirt drop to the floor. 'Dang, I'm going home shirtless tonight,' he thought.

Aaron stepped back and examined his young victim. Though Chip's 13 year old body was not showing a whole lot of muscle tone, he was lean and smooth. And looking more and more desirable, sweating and hanging there in his tented out gym shorts.

Chip sucked in more air as Aaron grabbed the bottom of one of the legs of his shorts and raised the scissors.

"Oh SHIT! NO! Come on Aaron, how will I get home?" Chip pleaded.

Aaron laughed as he quickly cut Chip's shorts into two pieces and ripped them off, "Is not my problem little dude!"

He stared at Chip's suspended naked body and of course his oversized hard-on which was now framed by a nice little patch of freshly grown pubic hairs.

Now, if there was any one thing that Aaron was good at in the world of BDSM, it would have to be humiliation. Chip would learn a lot from Aaron, and would master them very quickly.

He picked up a piece of Chip's torn T-shirt, twisted it around and used it to blindfold Chip.

"You know Chip, I've been thinking, punishment is more effective when there are witnesses 3; and I really think we need some witnesses to watch yours."

Chip started breathing a lot harder.

"And I think I know the perfect ones for you!" Aaron chuckled.

He ran out of the garage for just a moment, then returned with a cell phone to his ear.

Chip's mouth dropped open and he started to whimper as he heard Aaron's side of the conversation 3;

"Oh, Hi Dennis, yea this is Aaron 3; yea 3; I helped coach Chip's soccer team 3; uh huh 3; yea 3; that's right 3; anyway, you know I am staying with my uncle just down the street 3; yea 3; I was wondering if you could give me a hand with something 3; for like an hour or so 3; Chip is here, but I could use some more help 3; uh huh 3; cool 3; and umm 3; what about your little brother 3; Can he help too? 3; oh yea 3; Stevie 3; I forgot his name 3; okay 3; I'll hang on 3;"

Chip was totally terrified!

"OH GOD, Aaron, please don't do this 3; SHIT! Don't let my brothers see me like this 3; PLEASE!!!!" he begged.

"What's the matter Chip, you afraid they might tell on us?" Aaron asked.

Chip stammered, "No 3; it's not that, I know they would never tell, it's just that this is, umm, really, really embarrassing 3; this is killing me. Please don't do this!"

Aaron laughed, "Too late Dude!"

He pressed the phone back to his ear and continued, "Ahhh 3; okay, cool, you guys come right over 3; no, you don't need any work clothes 3; shorts and T-shirts are fine 3; okay, yea 3; see you in a few minutes!" He hung up and smiled at Chip.

"They are on their way!"

Chip was ready to cry. The thought of his younger brothers, Dennis and Stevie seeing him hanging there naked, with a huge boner and then watching him be punished and tortured was too much to handle.

"Oh please Aaron, don't do this 3; please, I'll do anything at all 3; for as long as you want 3; just don't let them see me like this!" he begged.

Aaron stepped closer and began running his hands over Chip's chest and stomach, "Oh Chip, I am sure they would love to watch this, and maybe even help!"

Chip blushed deeply and continued to beg, "Oh please Aaron, I promise 3; anything you want I'll do! Just send them home, okay?"

Aaron chuckled some more and said, "I'll think about it."

And then the door bell rang.

Chip moaned as Aaron said, "Be right back."

Chip started shaking as he heard the front door being opened and the sounds of a muffled conversation. Try as he might he could not understand what was being said. He was scared as hell now. He had been a real jerk with Dennis and Stevie lately, and knew they would probably love a chance to get even with him.

Meanwhile Aaron was at the front door, talking to Chip's two younger brothers. As they talked, he considered how much little 9 year old Stevie looked like Chip.

The two boys seemed anxious to help. Or at least to get out of the house and away from doing their own chores. Funny how boys are about that.

Dennis asked, "So where's Chip?"

Aaron smiled and said, "Oh he's hanging out in the garage right now."

Then Stevie chimed in, "So what do you need us to do?"

Aaron had them follow him into the rec room. Once there, he had them both sit on the couch, while he pulled up a chair, sat down in front of them, leaned in close and started speaking in hushed tones.

"Well, first of all, I need to ask if you two can keep a secret. I mean really keep one and never tell anyone?"

[Boy Fact #2-Boys are natural conspirators. They are intrigued by secrecy.]

Needless to say, they were instantly excited.

Dennis responded first, "Don't worry, we won't tell anyone, no matter what, we promise. Right Stevie?" He had noticed Chip's socks and shoes lying on the floor and was already beginning to wonder.

Stevie nodded and said excitedly, "Yea!"

Aaron smiled and said, "Okay, I think I can trust you guys. So I might as well tell you what is going on. You see I'm afraid your brother Chip has been bad and is going to have to be punished."

Dennis's mouth dropped open and he said, "Wow, so like what did he do?"

Aaron responded in hushed tone, "I'll tell you later, meanwhile I wanted to know if you two would like to help with his punishment?"

Like he had to ask! The two sat there stunned for a moment, then their eyes squinted slightly as the same devilish look crossed their faces.

Stevie blurted out, "Wow, holy crap. REALLY?"

Aaron nodded and asked, "So it looks like the answer is yes. Huh?"

They seemed speechless as they both nodded vigorously.

Once again Aaron smiled broadly. He leaned closer and whispered, "Okay listen carefully as I explain what we're going to do. In just a few minutes, you are both gonna follow me out into the garage. I'll need both of you to take off your shoes and tiptoe behind me, so Chip can't hear you okay?"

They both nodded and quickly pulled off their shoes.

Aaron continued, "Chip is blindfolded, so he won't see you. I want him to think you guys went home when we first start, so you can't make a sound. Got it?"

They both were tingling with excitement as they nodded.

"After that, just follow my lead. It will be easy, and should be fun for you guys. Before that though, we're going to go back to the front door and start talking louder. I'll thank you guys for coming over, and then say good bye. Then you guys will say good bye back, and make it sound like you went out the door. Got the picture?"

Aaron could tell they understood completely by the looks on their faces.

"Oh, and one last thing, so you guys don't accidentally blurt out anything when you first see Chip, as we enter the garage. He's hanging by his wrists right now and is totally naked," Aaron winked.

Both of their eyes widened and Stevie blurted out loudly, "WOW!"

Chip strained to hear what was being said, but could make out nothing. He was starting to really get worried until he finally heard Aaron's voice echoing loudly from the front hallway, "Okay, well, anyway, thanks for coming over, but, yeah, I think Chip and I can handle it 3; so see you guys!"

"See you around," Dennis called out.

"YEA SEE YOU!" Stevie shouted a little too loudly.

Chip breathed a sigh of relief as he heard the front door slam.

Moments later, Aaron entered the garage followed by Dennis and Stevie. He was glad he had forewarned them about Chip, and smiled as he saw them pointing at Chip's huge boner.

"Okay Chip, so I guess we're ready to start now!" Aaron announced.

Chip took a deep breath and said, "Yea, and thank you for sending them home, that would have been awful!"

"Pretty humiliating too, huh?" Aaron asked.

"Yea, totally!" Chip yelped.

"Okay Chip, now once again, why are you being punished?" Aaron asked formally.

"Well, uh I was sneaking around the house 3; and uh I also got a boner in the house." Chip whimpered.

Aaron continued, "And boys who are guests in my uncle's house and get boners deserve to be punished for being so rude don't they Chip?"

He suppressed a smile as he noticed Dennis and Stevie glancing in horror at the front of their own shorts, which were predictably tented.

"Uh, yea, that's right," Chip said.

Aaron picked up a leather belt from the work bench, doubled it over and started slapping the palm of his hand, "Okay, we'll start with the leather belt on that nice little ass of yours Chip. So what do you say Dennis, how many lashes with the belt do you think your brother should get?"

Chip started shaking and muttered, "Oh God!" as he heard Dennis reply.

"Um, well, 10, I guess,"

"What do you think Stevie, is 10 okay?" Aaron laughed.

Stevie squeaked, "Yea, 10 is okay."

Chip was going crazy. He started to sweat even more and was blushing like crazy. Just a moment before he was fantasizing about all the things Aaron was about to do to him, and now he realized that his brothers would get to see the whole thing. His humiliation was complete and he wanted to cry as he thought about them looking at his boner.

Aaron pulled Chip's blindfold off and tossed it aside.

"Okay, 10 it is 3; 10 for Dennis and 10 for Stevie, that makes 20 all together, we'll start with Dennis's and by the way Chip I want you look at Dennis, count them out and thank Dennis after each one."

Yes, Aaron really knew how to humiliate!

"CRACK!!!!!" The first smack with the belt hit Chip hard across both cheeks.

"AGHHHHHHHHH! 3; SHIT! Um 3; uh 3; Thank you Dennis!"

Dennis and Stevie smiled at each other and watched, totally fascinated and excited as Aaron continued punishing Chip's poor little ass.

By the time Chip whimpered a final thank you to Stevie, his ass was bright red and tears were running down his face. What made matters worse was hearing Stevie say, "Wow, holy crap, Chip still has a boner, and it looks like he started to piss himself 3; look at the tip of his cock 3; WOW!"

Then it got even worse when Dennis laughed, "You dumb ass Stevie, that's not piss, that's what's called pre-cum. And it means Chip is getting close to shooting!"

Stevie looked confused.

Dennis looked at Aaron and said apologetically, "Sorry Aaron, Stevie doesn't understand. Want me to explain it to him?"

Aaron thought, "This should be good," and said, "Yea, explain it to him but do it fast, cause we have a lot to do to Chip."

Dennis smiled and launched into a 'fact's of life and puberty' lecture as only a young boy could do. He used Chip's body as a visual aid, pointing at his cock and balls as well as his arm pits, which were also showing hair growth.

Chip was totally embarrassed and Aaron was wishing he had taped the whole thing. It was as accurate as it was funny.

Finally Dennis concluded by pointing at Chip's glistening cock head and saying, "And that's pre-cum, it starts oozing out just before a guy ejaculates like I said."

Stevie was totally fascinated. He stared at Chip's hard cock and asked, "But 3; but what's shooting?"

Dennis laughed, "You dumb little shit, when a guy ejaculates, it's called shooting 3; or cumming! Right Aaron?"

Aaron chuckled, "That's right. And that brings up an interesting point. So um, Chip, you are 13 now, so are you shooting yet?"

Chip blushed even more, rolled his eyes and said meekly, "Yea 3; I am."

Aaron saw the surprised look on the two brother's faces, "So I take it you two have never seen Chip 'shoot' before huh?"

They shook their heads.

"Well, don't worry, I'll make sure you get to see that happen today, and if you guys are real good, I just may let you help!"

Yes, Aaron was extremely good at humiliation!

"We'll get to that later though, meanwhile, it's time for some special stuff."

He grabbed the step stool, stood on it and carefully lowered Chip to the floor.

It took him a few minutes to prep chip for the next portion of his ordeal. When he was finished, Chip's wrists were shackled behind his back and he had a long piece of thin rope tied around his balls. He handed the rope to Dennis.

"Okay boys, time for you two to start helping, go ahead and take your brother to the back porch and wait for me, I'll be there in a minute. Oh and go ahead and do what you want to him while you wait."

They didn't have to be told twice.

Aaron watched as they dragged poor Chip out of the garage by his balls. He picked up his cell, phone, punched in a number just as he heard a loud slap from the hallway, followed immediately by Chip shouting, "Fuck you Dennis!"

"Yea, Chip, it's gonna be a long afternoon for you Dude!' he thought as the voices faded and he heard an answer on his cell.

"Yo Dude 3; yea fuck you too! Yeah, right! Listen, I need a favor! 3; yea another one 3; yea 3; yea 3; okay shut the fuck up and just listen 3; okay 3; good 3; so anyway do you still go running about the same time on that trail? 3; cool, when then listen, here's what I want you to do 3; remember that big tree on the trail by the big bend behind my Uncle's house 3; yea 3; that's the one 3; hahahaha 3; sorry about that, but you deserved it 3; so anyway 3; here it is 3;"

Meanwhile the brothers had arrived on the back porch. Chip was cussing Dennis out as Dennis continued to slap his hard cock. With his arms bound behind him, he was of course in no position to do anything about it.

"Fuck you Dennis, knock it off!"

Dennis laughed, "No Fuck you Chip! Aaron said we could do what we wanted to you while we waited. So keep it up and we just might spank your ass some more. Damn Chip, it is really red! And besides, judging by your bone, it looks like you are pretty much getting off on this whole thing."

Chip thought about that for a moment. In spite of the fact that he felt totally humiliated by having Dennis and Stevie here, there was no escaping the simple fact that he was remaining hard. And it was actually getting worse! The more he actually thought about Dennis and Stevie watching and helping, the harder he seemed to get.

He was just about to say something when Aaron appeared.

"So are you guys ready for a little fun?"

Dennis and Stevie nodded.

"Okay, Chip, I have a little challenge for you. When I say GO, I want you to run around the back yard two times. And each time you do, when you reach that little statue of the jockey, by the bird bath, you will kneel down, and kiss his crotch 10 times, then get up and continue running! Got it?"

Dennis and Stevie both stifled laughs.

Chip could only manage a nod as he thought of himself running around the yard, naked, with his hands behind his back.

Aaron smiled and said, "Okay GO!"

The three watched as Chip took off running. The yard was somewhat secluded, but there was still a chance someone might see what was happening. It took less than a minute before Chip was on his knees kissing the jockey statue's crotch.

Stevie chirped, "WOW, this is so cool! So, um Aaron are we really gonna help you punish Chip all afternoon?"

Aaron smiled as he watched Chip struggle back to his feet and continue his run. It really was fun watching a naked guy (of any age) run with his arms shackled behind his back. Especially when he had a hard-on.

"Yea Stevie, that's right, you can. Of course, I may have to punish both of you a little for getting boners too 3; don't worry, it won't be as bad as Chip's though!"

He watched as their eyes widened for just a moment, then continued, "So is that okay? You guys still want to hang around and help?"

Both swallowed and said, "YEA!"

Chip completed his second round and returned to the porch. As excited as he was, his cock had softened slightly and he panted, "Um Aaron, I got a problem 3; um 3; I gotta pee like a racehorse dude!"

Aaron, said, "Okay, we'll take care of that in a minute." Then he snarled, "Boys, take the prisoner back to the torture chamber!"

He figured Dennis and Stevie would like that. Which they did!

They grabbed Chip, dragged him off the porch and back to the garage.

When Aaron arrived, Chip started begging, "No Shit Dude I have to pee really bad!"

Aaron smiled and said, "No problem, we can take care of that right now!"

Chip turned around and waited for Aaron to unshackle his wrists so he could go the bathroom. To his surprise, Aaron put his hands on his shoulders, forced him to his knees and then down on his back on the garage floor.

Chip was confused. He was lying on the cool garage floor, on his back with his wrists shackled under him. He pleaded, "Dude. I'm not kidding, I really have to take a leak bad!"

Aaron chuckled, "Yea, I know, so just do it, and get it over with!"

Finally Chip figured it out!

He looked up and Aaron, Dennis and Stevie staring down at him and blushed yet again.

"You mean piss now 3; here 3; like this 3; all over myself?" he blubbered.

Aaron knelt, slapped Chip's face hard and shouted, "Yea all over yourself like the little shit you are! Now stop whining and DO IT!"

Chip's eyes watered as he looked into Dennis's and Stevie's eyes. Could there be anything worse he thought 3;

Dennis jumped in and shouted, "Come on Chip, do it! Piss on yourself!"

And that did it!

Aaron jumped to his feet as Chip let loose. His cock was still pointing up, so the first part of the stream made it all the way to his face. It seemed to go on forever as he emptied his bladder all over his chest, stomach and little pubic patch.

Chip lay there for several moments as the realization of what had just happened sank in. As it did, he felt his cock rising to full erection again, and the next thing he knew, there he was lying there covered in his own piss, with a boner that seemed even harder than before.

Aaron let it sink in for a bit then told Dennis and Stevie to wipe Chip off using the remnants of his t-shirt and shorts.

When they were done he pulled Chip to his feet and whispered in his ear, "Remember Dude, you said you wanted this! Final last chance 3; say the word and I'll let you go! Think about it! It is gonna get a lot worse! So are you staying or what?"

Chip thought for just a moment and whispered back, "I'm staying."

Aaron smiled, picked up a piss soaked piece of Chip's t-shirt and forced it into his mouth.

"Sorry boys, I had to gag him, cause it's time for him to ride the 'Jaws of Terror' and we can't have the neighbors hear his screams.

As it turned out, the 'Jaws of Terror' thing would make a lasting impression on Chip. It would take awhile for him to understand just how good Aaron was at fucking with his mind, but once he did, he would use what he learned on other guys relentlessly.

Aaron dragged Chip to the end of the table and had him watch as he opened the jaws of a large metal vice that was mounted on the end. The outside of the jaws were rounded, and the insides were covered with a bunch of tiny little points.

He picked Chip up and had him straddle the vice with his balls hanging down between the jaw plates.

Chip's terror began to mount as he realized his plight. His wrists were bound behind his back, a rope still dangled from his balls, which were hanging in the steel vice.

Aaron increased his level of terror as he bent Chips knees and pulled his ankles up painfully high on either side of the workbench leg and shackled them off.

He stepped back and examined his work. Chip was now, officially, 'Riding the Jaws of Terror'! No matter how hard he struggled, his balls would remain where they were as the steel jaws closed on them. Aaron, knew it all too well! He had 'ridden the jaws' himself, and experienced the terror!

He knew that he would have to be very careful, due to Chip's age. The danger of permanent damage was there, so he would have to watch.

He blindfolded Chip once again. Then he picked up a small metal bucket which his uncle used for cigarette butts and tied it to the rope hanging from Chip's balls.

Chip felt the pressure and winced.

Aaron chuckled, "Dude, that's just a little bucket hanging there 3; to catch the blood when your balls are totally crushed. They bleed a lot, and I don't want a lot of cleanup!"

Aaron knew he would not go that far, but also knew he could make Chip think he had. All three brothers were in a state of total shock and Aaron was loving it!

He looked at Dennis and Stevie standing petrified and snarled, "Okay little Dudes, don't think I haven't noticed the fact that both of you have gotten boners in my uncles house today! That means that both of you will need to be punished, right?"

They were too shocked and caught up in Aaron's spell to do anything other than nod.

"Good answer! So we are going to play what I call the 'Punishment Game' and here is how it works. See this lever on the Jaws of Terror?"

They both nodded.

"Okay, every time I turn it, the jaws close tighter on Chip's balls, see?"

He gave the lever one full turn and the jaws inched a little closer to Chip's hanging balls.

They nodded.

Aaron smiled and continued, "So here is how the punishment game works. Both of you will be punished for getting boners by having your bare asses smacked with the belt. We will start with Dennis, since you are older. I will say how many? And you will respond with how many smacks you will get. Right after that, I will turn the lever on the 'jaws' that many times. So if you say 'two', I turn the lever two whole times around. The more smacks you take, the more turns I do on the jaws, and the sooner Chip's balls start feeling the pain."

He waited a couple of minutes for it to sink in more and then snapped, "Okay, Dennis and Stevie, STRIP! NOW! And then bend over with your hands on your knees!"

For Aaron, it was a moment of truth. He crossed his fingers and waited. Then tingled as Dennis and Stevie, quickly pulled off their clothes, bent over and waited. He knew that it would take a lot of turns for the 'jaws' to close down on Chip's poor balls, because of the way the vice was threaded.

"Okay, Dennis, how many?"

Dennis gritted his teeth and grumbled, "FOUR!"

Aaron smiled and gave Dennis's butt four hard smacks with the belt.

Dennis winced with every one, but then stared excitedly as Aaron gave the lever on the vice (aka Jaws of Terror) four slow turns. Sadly, he realized the jaws still had a ways to go before they started crushing Chip's balls.

Stevie figured it out too. And so he said 'Six' before Aaron asked. He was one crazy ass little dude.

And So Aaron lay in with a will! He gave Stevie's tiny little butt six hard smacks with the belt. Stevie yelped with each one but kept his eyes glued on Chip's dangling balls.

Aaron turned the lever six times and the jaws moved closer to Chip's balls.

And so it went.

Two more rounds followed 3; Dennis said 'four' 3; then Stevie 'four' 3; then Dennis 'five' 3; then Stevie 'five'!

Both of their asses were really starting to hurt.

But so were Chip's balls!

Stevie's last 'five' had done it! The rough surface of the 'jaws' made contact with his tender, painfully full balls and started to press hard. It doesn't take much pressure on a guy's balls to produce results.

Aaron knew the moment had arrived when he heard Chip scream into his gag. It would be tricky from here on.

"Okay, Dudes, here's the deal, from this moment on, Chip is gonna be in a lot of pain and the slow pain is the absolute worst. And this is how things will work 3; the fewer smacks you take, the harder they will be on you. The more you take, the softer they will be.

Take more, and they will be softer, Chip will receive more turns, and his balls will be crushed that much faster, and he won't suffer as long 3; take less and Chip's pain will be extended that much longer."

He let them think for a moment, then said, "So Dennis, how many now?"

Dennis looked at Chip who was covered with sweat and quivering. He had yet to figure out how to love his own brother, and could only focus on getting even, so in spite of his own ensuing pain, he whispered, "One."

Aaron raised the belt and delivered a nasty lash across, Dennis's exposed butt.

He waited for Dennis to recover, then slowly turned the lever on the vice.

Chip screamed into his gag as that indescribable pain shot through his balls.

Aaron waited patiently for Chip to recover. Eventually Chip's balls adjusted to the pressure and he started breathing normally.

'Time for some more humiliation and terror,' Aaron thought.

"Okay Stevie, come over here!" he chuckled.

Stevie hurried over.

"You haven't seen Chip shoot yet right?"

Stevie shook his head and stammered, "Uh no."

Aaron smiled and said, "Well I guess we should let you see that before his balls are totally crushed. It will take awhile for them to grow back after that, so go ahead and make him shoot now!"

Stevie looked confused, Chip was terrified and Dennis started laughing, "Dude, grab Chip's bone and start stroking it!"

Finally Stevie got the picture. He put his hand around Chip's boner and slowly started to stroke. Chip moaned. His balls were really hurting and he felt totally humiliated as his youngest brother stroked him.

It didn't take long before he started to pant 3; "Oh GOD 3; OH FUCK 3; SHIT 3;"

Stevie pulled his hand off of Chip's cock, afraid he had done something wrong 3;

Chip thought, 'GOD DAMN IT STEVIE, STOP TEASING ME AND FINISH IT, YOU FUCKING LITTLE DIP SHIT! HAVE YOUR FUN AND DO IT!'

Stevie was still confused.

Dennis laughed, pushed Stevie aside and grabbed Chip's aching cock, "Here I'll do it 3; watch and learn little brother!"

And so he did it! He grabbed Chip's cock and stroked furiously! It didn't take long!

Stevie's eyes widened as he watched Chip 'shoot'! For Aaron, it didn't seem like all that much. But for Stevie it looked like a geyser of white cream! There was Chip, bound naked, on the 'jaws' as white stuff spurted out of his hard cock. It actually was fun to see.

Aaron watched the three brothers recover. All were sweating and all were still worked up.

As much as he would have liked to continue the 'Jaws of Terror' thing, Aaron realized it was time to move on. He had something else set up which he didn't want to miss. As a thirteen year old, he knew it wouldn't take long for Chip to be totally boned again.

And he was right! By the time he had released Chip from the jaws, dragged him out of the house, across the back yard to the edge of the woods, Chip was boned yet again.

He had told Dennis and Stevie to get dressed and meet him at the back of the yard. And so they did.

As soon as they arrived, Aaron looked at Dennis and Stevie, tossed them some pieces of rope and chuckled, "Okay little Dudes, I have a special job for you. Take Chip into the woods over there. When you find the trail, turn left and you'll see a big tree right by a big bend. Tie him to it and then hide in the bushes and watch for 30 minutes. Then bring him back to the garage!"

They didn't need to be told twice!

It took less than five minutes for them to find the tree, tie Chip up with his back against the tree, facing down the trail, and hide in the bushes.

They waited impatiently for about ten minutes and finally heard voices and footsteps on the trail they peeked out just as they heard a guy say 3;

"What the FUCK!"

And there they were, they looked like a couple of high school jocks out for a run.

Dennis smiled as he watched them approach Chip. He gestured to Stevie to stay quiet.

One of the jocks chuckled, "Check it out, the little dude is really boned!"

The other one laughed as he grabbed Chip's hard cock, "Dude what's up? Besides this and why are you here like this?"

Chip blushed and mumbled into his piss soaked gag.

"What's that, I don't understand?" the Jock laughed.

His buddy laughed and said, "Oh hell Bro, just leave the little dude alone Okay 3; some of his buds are probably messing with him 3; so let's go 3;we're gonna be late!"

The Jock laughed as he let go of Chip's cock, "Too bad we have to go 3; might have been fun!"

And with that, both were gone!

Dennis whispered, "SHIT, that might have been a lot of fun seeing them mess with Chip. It would blow his mind."

They peeked through the bushes and looked at Chip. He was breathing really hard and his cock looked like it was ready to explode. They waited for another 10 minutes, and were just about ready to leave, when they heard footsteps on the trail.

They watched as a young guy came running around the bend and stopped. He was shirtless, and judging by the amount of sweat, had clearly been running hard. Dennis figured he was probably around Aaron's age, and based on his build, might also be a soccer player.

The guy walked up to Chip, looked around, and then started to fondle Chip's balls. Chip moaned loud enough for his brothers to hear. The guy continued to play with Chip for a couple of minutes. He looked around again, and then much to Dennis and Stevie's delight he dropped his shorts and jock to his ankles and leaned up against Chip. He reached down, laid his own hard cock up against Chip's and started to slide it up and down. Both moaned loudly.

It didn't take long before he started pumping like wild. Finally he leaned back. The brothers watched wide eyed as rope after rope of his hot jock cum, shot up across Chip's chest and stomach.

When he was done shooting, he stepped back, pulled his jock and shorts back, up, patted Chip on the head and then continued his run.

"Holy SHIT, that was awesome!" Stevie whispered.

Dennis smile and said, "Yea, and check out, his cock looks like it's ready to explode."

Chip was totally desperate to shoot his little load now. The smell of the guy's fresh cum was overpowering and he wanted to grab his own cock and finish himself off.

Dennis looked as his watch and told Stevie their rime was up.

The check to see that the coast was clear, then quickly untied Chip from the tree and dragged him back to the house.

Aaron was sitting on the back porch, sipping a glass of iced tea as the boys manhandled Chip through the door. He directed them to return Chip to the garage and lay him down on the floor on his back once again, with his arms tied behind him.

When he got to the garage, Chip was laying on the floor as instructed. His cock was as hard as ever, maybe even harder. Aaron smiled as he noticed the cum splashes on Chip's chest, stomach and pubes.

"So what happened Dudes, he didn't shoot again did he?" Aaron demanded.

Stevie and Dennis shook their heads in unison, and then proceeded to give Aaron a complete rundown of what had happened on the trail. Aaron grinned, knelt beside Chip and carefully removed the blindfold and gag.

"So Chip, is that pretty much how it all happened?"

Chip took a deep breath and muttered, "Yea. Some guy rubbed up and down me then shot his stuff all over me."

Aaron gestured to Chip's cum spattered stomach and laughed, "Looks like he had a pretty big load."

Chip could only manage a nod.

"Well, boys, looks like we're going to have to clean your brother up. I mean we can't have him leave here all covered in cum like this can we?" Aaron snickered.

Dennis and Stevie started picking up the pieces of Chip's t-shirt.

"Yo Dudes, hang on! We have to wash him off first, then wipe him, okay?" Aaron chuckled.

Aaron stepped between Chip's legs and forced them apart with his feet.

Dennis and Stevie looked a little confused. Then, their eyes widened as Aaron pulled down the front of his own shorts, grabbed his cock and waved it over Chip's groin.

"So are you guy's gonna help rinse him off or what?" he laughed.

And then, he let loose with a major blast of piss which hit Chip in the groin. Dennis and Stevie reacted as if they were in a trance as they pulled out their own cocks and pissed all over their helpless brother.

And so it went! For the rest of the afternoon, Chip experienced one humiliation and torture after another. He lost track of the number of times his brothers saw him 'shoot' or made him 'shoot'.

When it was finally over, and Dennis and Stevie were gone, a naked Chip sat in the rec room talking with Aaron as he put on his only surviving clothes 3; his socks and shoes.

"So um, I guess this is all I get to wear going home, huh?" he said nervously.

Aaron laughed, "Yea, sorry Sport! It is, what it is! But you did good! You were a real Trooper and did a hell of a lot better than guys I've known who are a lot older than you!"

Aaron looked at Chip's cock, which, in spite of everything was once again rising.

"So anyway, think about everything that happened today. Really think about it! As you make your way back home 3; you just had a major dose of receiving 3; and I suspect you are gonna want to be on the other end very shortly! It will be up to you to decide, which you like best!"

Aaron smacked Chip on the butt hard and shouted, "Now get your naked ass home as best you can!"

He grabbed Chip by the neck, dragged him to the front door, shoved him outside, and slammed the door 3; 3; 3;

Back to the Present

[this ends the flashback - this ends the flashback]

Aaron smiled and said, "Okay, I'll help you out, but we only have a couple of hours, because I have to go to the airport and pick up my asshole cousin Justyn. I have to 'baby sit' his smart ass for three weeks cause his parents are going on some cruise and they don't trust him to be home alone for that long! But I'll play along, as long as I know the dude can be trusted!"

Chip smiled, "Don't worry, he can be trusted totally, just scare the shit out of him 3; okay? Like you did me! Or worse!"

Chip could care less about this Justyn dude. All he could think about now was the fact Aaron had agreed to help!

Aaron watched as Chip ran back across the street. 'Dang, that is one twisted little Dude,' he thought as he reviewed his part of the plan.

Chip was ecstatic as he ran back to the woods. He made it into the clearing just a few minutes before Mark returned from his run and listened intently as Mark described his little adventure. There were a few other people on the trails, but he had managed to see them in time and hide. He thought someone saw him running across the field but wasn't sure 3; and so on.

"Okay, Dude, so are you ready for a really tough one now?" Chip said a ominously as he could.

Mark caught his breath and said, "Oh yeah! Whatever you say! This is awesome!"

Chip smiled and said, "Okay, this is what I want you to do. When I say go, you will run back to your front yard, face the street, close your eyes and do 25 jumping jacks 3; as soon as you are done and with your eyes still closed, you will lay down on the grass, on your back and play with yourself for about five minutes 3; then you will jack-off! But your eyes will be closed the whole time once you start the jumping jacks. Got it?"

Mark stammered, "Holy shit 3; wow 3; but what if that guy is still there and sees me 3; dang!"

Chip smiled, "Just figure it out. Just remember, this is a secret club! And no member has EVER revealed it's existence to any one outside." If Chip was right about anything, it definitely was that.

Mark nodded and said, "I Got It!" He was scared as hell, but also extremely excited.

Chip patted Mark on the head and whispered, "Go!"

Predictably Mark was off in a flash, running at full speed towards the front of his house. Chip waited long enough for Mark to turn the corner then took off running himself. No way he was gonna miss the drama that was about to unfold.

As luck would have it, he arrived just in time to see Mark finish his jumping jacks. Hiding in the bushes, he could see Mark and Aaron. Aaron had dropped the hose and was watching Mark do his thing.

True to his instructions, Mark's eyes were locked closed as he lay down and started playing with himself on his front lawn.

Chip smiled as he watched Aaron silently cross the street and approach Mark.

Aaron saw Chip hiding in the bushes and gave him a 'thumbs up' sign as he reached Mark. He looked down at Mark, laying there naked, with his eyes locked closed, playing with himself, and thought, 'Dang, Chip really has an eye for hot little dudes!' Though he was definitely into older guys, he had to admit, there was something intoxicating about watching a kid like Mark getting off. It was like a major flashback to when he was that age!

Mark moaned as he started stroking himself wildly.

Aaron realized it was time for the 'Main Event' to begin.

"What the FUCK are you doing?" he shouted.

Mark's eyes flew open. He looked up and saw Aaron staring down at him.

"Ahhh 3; ummm 3; ahhh 3;" was the best he could manage as he panicked.

Aaron glanced at Chip, then glared at Mark and snarled, "STAND UP you little freak 3; NOW!"

Mark jumped to his feet and quickly covered his genitals with his hands. He was clearly scared as hell.

"What the fuck were you doing?" Aaron demanded.

Mark stuttered, "I was 3; um 3; just 3; um 3; you know 3;"

"Yea, I know what you were doing! The real question is why? Well?" Aaron continued.

Mark struggled to find the words, but couldn't figure out what to say.

At this point Aaron started scanning the street to see if anyone was around. The next minute or so would be the most dangerous part of Chip's little scheme, because if anyone saw what was happening, there was the definite possibility that they would call the police.

"Are your parents home? Or are you home alone?" Aaron snapped.

Mark stammered, "I'm home alone 3; and uh 3; I'm really sorry 3; and 3; um 3; could I please 3; um 3; you know get dressed, or something?'"

Aaron laughed, "Yea right! Seems like you can't be trusted when you are home alone. I don't know what it was like where you used to live, but this is a respectable neighborhood, and in case you hadn't noticed a couple of your neighbors have little kids who could have seen you!"

Mark started to tremble and blubber, "Oh God 3; I really am sorry 3; I um 3; so 3; um what are you gonna do?"

Aaron looked around the street one last time and made his move. He grabbed Mark roughly by the back of the neck and physically dragged him across the street and into his Uncle's house as he snarled, "Well, I need a little time to decide just what to do with you! Right now I am gonna get your little pervert ass off the street!"

Chip watched as Aaron manhandled the naked Mark down the front lawn, across the street and into his Uncle's house. He looked up and down the street, and was relieved to see that no one else was around. As soon as Aaron and Mark disappeared inside, Chip ran across the street and positioned himself under the open rec room window. From where he was he could hear and see everything that was going on.

Aaron tossed Mark a bathrobe and said, "Put that on you little pervert and now tell me why you were doing that on your front lawn."

Mark pulled the oversized robe on and started sniffling, "I was just 3; um 3; oh, I don't know why 3; I just sort of felt like it I guess 3;"

Chip was pleased. Mark was obviously not about to rat on him or the 'club.'

Meanwhile, Aaron was trying hard to keep from smiling as he looked at Mark quivering on the couch. The next part of Chip's plan was right out of the pages of Internet porn 3; "Guy catches boy doing something wrong 3; Guy threatens to call police 3; Boy begs 3; Guy threatens to call parents 3; Boy cries and begs 3; Guy says boy must be punished for what he did 3; Boy agrees 3; Guy says boy's father should decide on his punishment 3; Boy gets terrified 3; Guy asks what boy thinks he should do 3; boy asks if Guy could just punish him and not tell his parents 3; boy says he'll do anything 3; and so on."

Some how Aaron managed to keep a straight face as the classic dialogue unfolded. He did almost lose it right near the end as Mark begged, "Please sir, you can punish me anyway you want, I'll do anything you say 3; anything! Just don't tell me parents, okay? Please sir!"

Aaron knelt down, looked sternly into Mark's pleading watery eyes and said as ominously as he could, "Anything? Are you sure little dude? Do you have any idea what that could mean?"

Mark trembled and shook his head.

Aaron glared at Mark and snapped, "So what do you think I should do to you for your punishment?"

Mark's eyes filled with tears as he sobbed, "Whatever you want 3; you could, um you know 3; spank me 3; or whip me 3; or, um torture me 3; anything 3; just don't tell my parents 3; and I promise I won't do it again!"

Chip was beside himself. 'This is working out great!' he thought.

Aaron smiled, patted Mark on the knee and said, "Okay little dude, if that's how you want it, that's what we'll do. You will take whatever punishment I give you and neither of us will say anything about what happened or your punishment. Deal?"

Mark breathed a sigh of relief and blabbered, "Oh MAN, thank you 3; dang 3; I promise I won't do it again 3; and I'll take whatever punishment you want 3;"

Mark was very relieved. He knew that his father would have gone crazy if he had found out and maybe even thrown him out of the house. Though he was a little scared about how this guy would punish him, he figured it couldn't be much worse than the things Matt was already doing to him. So what the heck.

Aaron stood up and walked over to the window. He looked down at Chip kneeling outside and winked. Chip smiled and gave him the thumbs up sign.

Aaron turned and looked at Mark, "Okay little dude, before we start, tell me your name, mine is Aaron, by the way, but you can call me Sir."

Mark stammered, "My name is Mark, Sir Aaron."

Chip almost fell over and Aaron almost choked, "Um yes, well, just plain 'Sir', got it?"

Mark nodded and chirped, "Yes sir!"

"Okay, wait here Mark, I'll be back in just a minute," Aaron said as he rushed out. Mark had just started looking around the room when Aaron returned.

He handed a pair of leather wrist and ankle restraints to Mark and said softly, "Okay, put them on your wrists and ankles. The larger ones are for your ankles."

Mark started to shake as he carefully attached the restraints to his wrists and then his ankles. It was, of course, one thing to talk bravely about being punished; it was another, once it became reality.

Aaron checked the restraints when he was done and told Mark to stand up and take off the robe.

Mark rose to his feet and let the robe drop to the floor. His heart started to pound as he saw Aaron looking him over and he started to blush as nature took it's course and his cock began to rise again. Like it or not, there was something exciting about being naked in front of this college dude, and being punished by him. He just wished his new friend Chip could be watching, because that would make it even more exciting.

Meanwhile, Aaron decided it was time to give Chip a little show. He grabbed some rags and blindfolded Mark. Then he guided him over to the window and had him bend over with his hands on the sill.

"Okay Mark, time to start the first part of your punishment. You are going to get ten hard smacks on this cute little ass of yours, so what should it be, the paddle or the belt?"

Mark thought for just a moment and said, "Um, whatever you want sir 3; um both I guess."

Aaron smiled and chuckled, "Okay, in that case it will be ten with each!"

And so it began 3;

Chapter 4
The Tunnel of Terror

Aaron looked at Mark, bent over and quivering. Though he really was a little too young for his tastes, he had to admit he had a really nice, tight muscular little body and he would enjoy seeing just how much abuse he could handle. Especially in view of the fact he was already into puberty!

He picked up the paddle and lay into Mark's cute little bubble butt with a vengeance.

"WHHHHHHAP!"

"AGGGGGHHHHHH!"

He delivered the ten blows with the paddle in quick succession. Then repeated the process with the leather belt. By the time he was finished, Mark was sobbing and his little white butt was bright red.

Aaron was impressed by the fact that, he kept his hands locked on the window sill the entire time, and never broke his stance. Aaron patted Mark on the back and said softly, "You did good boy. You took it like a real man, maybe even better."

Mark seemed to perk up as he answered proudly, "Yes Sir, thank you!"

"Okay, stand back up, put your hands behind your head and turn around," Aaron commanded.

Aaron and Chip both suppressed gasps, with their new view of Mark's body. For Chip it was seeing how red Mark's ass was. For Aaron it was seeing how incredibly hard Mark was.

Aaron peaked out the window and smiled at Chip. He pointed towards the back of the house and 'mouthed' the words 3; "BACK DOOR!" Chip smiled, jumped up and ran towards the back of the house.

Meanwhile Aaron guided Mark to the center of the room and forced him to kneel.

"Okay Mark, I have to get a few things ready, you will wait right here until I come back for you. And, um, I take it you were serious when you suggested that torture should be part of your punishment? I might be pretty tough on you."

Mark took a deep breath and said, "Yes Sir! You can torture me hard for as long as you want 3; er 3; well at least until dinner time, cause I have to be home by then."

Aaron saw Mark's impressive hard cock twitch. 'Dang!' he thought, 'This little dude is just as crazy and gutsy as Chip was when he was that age!' He patted Mark on the head, and then rushed out of the room.

He reached the back door just as Chip was about to open it. A quick wave of the hand silenced Chip as he stepped outside and closed the door behind him.

"So, how am I doing dude?" Aaron chuckled.

"Dude this is really cool. Better than I expected, so are you really gonna torture him or what?" Chip asked wide-eyed.

"Do you want me too? I mean he's your little friend and all. Funny thing is he is starting to remind me of another crazy ass little dude I once tortured!" Aaron laughed.

Chip blushed and chuckled back, "Don't you mean humiliated and tortured? Um 3; Sir Aaron?"

They both laughed for a bit, then Aaron said, "Well, anyway dude, whatever else I am gonna do, I have to do it soon, cause I still have to pick up my jerk-off cousin at the airport."

Chip thought for a moment and then said, "Yea, go ahead and torture him for as long as you can, and then let him go."

Aaron was about to respond when Chip uttered the 'immortal words,' "Um, wait a sec, I have an idea dude!"

Aaron saw the look on Chip's face, rolled his eyes and waited.

"I was just thinking, maybe you could see if you can torture some information out of him. I mean really torture him to get it! I am pretty sure he's done this kind of stuff before 3; he has an older brother named Matt 3; and I would like to know if he is doing it with him, or what 3; so like um, could you try that?" Chip asked hopefully.

Little did Chip know (or did he?), this was exactly the type of little twisted scene that was a major part of one of Aaron's deepest fantasies 3; torturing a naked prisoner for information.

And, of course, neither one knew, that being tortured for information was young Mark's absolute, number one fantasy! Right after that was being punished and humiliated.

For Mark, it pretty much began when he was around 10 years old. He saw a movie called Lord of the Flies and one of the scenes really got to him. It was where some naked boys were being whipped by some other boys who were dressed in loin cloths.

That night Mark started having these dreams, in which, he was one of the naked boys being whipped. He got extremely excited by the whole thing. Eventually he started to experiment with whipping himself whenever he was alone. It was fun, but he realized it would be even more exciting if some other boy was doing it to him.

As luck would have it, he saw another movie that added even more fuel to the fire. This one was set in the days of sailing ships. One of the scenes that got him worked up was where this young sailor was stripped to the waist, tied up and then was flogged. The other involved a young cabin boy, who had been bad and for his punishment, he was bent over a cannon and whipped hard on his ass with a stick.

After that, Mark's nightly fantasies became more and more intense. He saw himself as the cabin boy, but in this case, he was stripped totally naked, dragged up on deck, tied up and flogged, while the whole crew watched.

His experimentation with self whipping and tying himself up also became more intense. And then Matt entered the picture. As much as he wanted to do things to Matt, he really liked it when Matt tortured him and made him do nasty stuff. 3;

Aaron thought for a moment and then said, "Okay Chip, here's the deal, go ahead and get up into the garage loft, you should be able to see everything that is going on. Just be real quiet, so he doesn't know you are there. He won't be blindfolded all the time, so watch out 3; and 3; um 3; pay attention 3; this should be VERY EDUCATIONAL for you dude!"

Chip followed Aaron into the house and quietly made his way to the garage. He was excited as he climbed into the garage loft. Aaron was right, he had a perfect view of the entire garage floor. He moved a few boxes around to ensure he had cover, and then waited.

Meanwhile Aaron was lost in thought as he walked back to the rec room. Once again, he found himself tortured by his own thoughts and desires 3; "Mark was like 12 years old 3; or so 3; but he had hair growing in all the right places 3; his balls had dropped 3; his cock seemed abnormally large, which was somewhat understandable 3; he was clearly into puberty in some key areas and would turn 13 in about a week 3; and his little body was SO damn tight!!!" What's more, he appeared to enjoy being punished and tortured.

Aaron was very good at judging guys' desires and he was already sure that young Mark was the type who also liked to be humiliated. He figured that it wouldn't take Mark long to figure out that Aaron was gay, and really into this type of stuff, so he might as well not even try to hide it.

When he entered the rec room, one look at Mark, pretty much confirmed his thoughts. Mark was still kneeling in the center of the room, with his hands behind his head. His body was covered with a light coating of sweat and his cock was painfully erect.

He walked over, grabbed Mark by neck and pulled him to his feet as he snarled, "Okay Little Dude, your time has come."

He pulled Mark's hands behind his back and marched him forcefully out to the garage. He looked up at the loft, saw Chip peeking from behind a large box and winked. Then he looked at Mark's groin again. "Yes," he concluded, "His cock is large enough for the 'tunnel'. And it's time to test the waters a little more."

He took Mark's blindfold off and walked him over to the corner of the garage where his large footlocker was.

"Okay Mark, before we really get started I'm going to show you some stuff and explain a few things to you. First of all, I am actually happy I caught you doing what you were doing. Because I like looking at naked guys, so you seem like a smart kid, so do you know that makes me?" Aaron said softly.

Mark swallowed and stuttered, "I guess it means you are um 3; you know 3; um gay."

Aaron laughed as he ran his hand down Mark's back, "That's right, I am, but there's more. You see, I also like making naked guys do all kinds of things, nasty things. I like humiliating them, I like punishing them, and I especially like torturing them. Because I am also what is called a sadist. Do you know what that means?"

Mark trembled as he searched for the right words. Though Aaron could tell Mark was getting more and more excited, he had no idea just how excited he was. For Mark, this was like a crazy dream come true.

"Umm 3; it means you like to hurt and umm humiliate people." He stammered.

"Well, not people in general, just guys," Aaron chuckled. "And even though you may be a little young, I am definitely going to enjoy making you suffer."

He looked Mark straight in the eyes as he grabbed his balls and squeezed hard, "And that is what you really want isn't it little dude? Come on, let's just skip the bull shit and admit it! This is what you want isn't it?" Aaron snarled.

Mark started breathing faster and faster, his mind was running wild, and his cock was getting even harder. Just a little while ago, he was scared shitless about being caught. Now he was so turned on, he could hardly stand it.

Mark could only manage a nod.

Aaron gave Mark's cock a really hard slap and forced him to his knees in front of the chest as he laughed, "Oh yea, you are one brave horny little dude 3; ready to be punished and tortured 3; sounds exciting to a lot of horned little dudes just like you 3; but I'll tell you what 3; you have been spanked, and I'll consider that enough punishment for what you did 3; and let you go 3; case closed 3;"

Chip was ready to pass out! Aaron was gonna let Mark go!

"Unless you really do want to stay and see what's in this chest," Aaron chuckled as he gently stroked Mark's hair.

"Ummm, uh 3; what's in the chest?" Mark stuttered.

Aaron laughed, "Well it is full of all the toys and devices I use to torture guys 3; and besides myself, the only guys who have seen them, are guys I have or will torture 3; especially ones that become a slave for me."

Aaron waited as Mark thought. This was really getting very intense. He definitely wanted to see inside the chest. Matt had been joking about going out and buying some real torture devices, but so far all he had used on Mark were things found around the house. And the thought of being tortured by this really hot college jock, was very exciting.

Aaron ran his finger down Mark's chest, across his stomach and patted his little patch of pubic hair. "So little dude, what do you think? Do you want to see what's inside the chest?"

Mark nodded and stammered, "Yea 3; I mean, yes sir."

Aaron smiled and continued, "You know what that means if I let you see this stuff, don't you, little dude?"

Mark thought for a moment, swallowed hard and said, "Um, well, I guess you'd get to torture me 3; and, I don't know, ummm 3; maybe I'd have to be your slave."

"Do you think you'd like to be my slave boy, little dude?" Aaron chuckled.

Mark thought some more and said, "Uh, I'm not sure 3; um 3; about how it 3; I mean like what would I have to do?"

Aaron smiled knowingly. Mark's cock was pretty much saying it all. It seemed even harder now, and the head glistened with a nice amount of precum.

"Well, it's just what the name implies. As my slave boy, you would have to do whatever I say, no matter what 3; well, within reason, of course, seeing as how you have your parents to deal with 3; your body would become mine to use whenever I wanted 3; and however I wanted. You would be tortured on a regular basis and you would be used sexually, in many ways. That is a major part of being a slave boy. So what do you think?"

Chip listened with increasing excitement. This was moving well beyond his own little scheme. Aaron was just supposed to punish Mark and then let him go. And now there was this whole slave thing, and the trunk with all the stuff in it that Chip also wanted to see. He leaned closer and listened for Mark's answer.

"I think I would like to be your slave boy 3; um 3; Sir," Mark squeaked.

Aaron patted Mark on the back of the head and said softly, "Just think? Or would you really like to be my slave boy for real?"

He grabbed Mark's hard cock and squeezed, "Because if you do become my slave boy, then THIS is mine to use and abuse, along with the rest of your tight little body!"

Mark 'drifted' off into deep space as he imagined what lay ahead. He saw himself being whipped in public 3; being stretched out on a rack 3; being forced to masturbate in front of Aaron's friends 3; having hot wax dropped all over his body 3; being forced to do every conceivable 'nasty' sex act 3; and so on 3; It was too much 3; Way too much 3; BUT 3; it is what he craved."

"OH GOD 3; please sir, let me be your slave boy! I promise I will be the best slave boy you ever had!"

Aaron stroked the back of Mark's head and said softly, "Very well boy, you have convinced me. From this moment on, you are my slave boy. And as a reward, I will show you what's inside the trunk."

Boys, being boys, Chip and Mark could have shouted "YES!" Their eyes were glued on the trunk as Aaron unlocked it and slowly raised the lid.

Aaron took a quick glance up at the loft. Chip was doing a good job remaining silent and hidden from Mark's view.

There was a loud "CLICK" as the trunk lid snapped totally open. Both boys stared in awe at the collection of items, arranged neatly in the trunk's top tray. Chip recognized most of them almost immediately. He had seen pictures of most on the Internet. Mark, on the other hand, was fairly clueless.

Aaron smiled, and said, "Okay Slave Boy! Take a good look, I'll be using most of this stuff on you in the weeks ahead 3; if there are any items you are unsure about just ask 3; and I'll explain them to you!"

Mark was like a kid in a perverse candy store. While he could pretty much surmise what a lot of the items were for, he still had to ask, to be sure 3;

"Ahhh, okay 3; um what are those for?" he said sheepishly as he pointed.

"Those are cock rings. Basically I put them on the bottom of a dude's cock to help keep him hard for a long period of time 3; it also makes it really hard for him to cum 3;"

Mark's eyes widened as the 'show and tell' continued through ball gags, tit clamps, ball stretchers, ball separators, parachutes, ball presses, penis whips, ball paddles and so on.

"And 3; what are those things?" Mark asked softly.

Aaron smiled and said, "Well, those are chastity devices. You lock them on a guy's cock and it will keep him from being able to masturbate and cum. Most can be kept locked on for long periods of time, because the guy can still wash himself and pee, it's just that he won't be able to get hard."

Mark gulped and stammered, "So, I mean like how long a period of time?"

Aaron laughed some more, "Well, little dude, the longest I've ever had one locked on a guy was for 45 days. Was trying to make it longer, but he was getting really crazy, and he made a great deal with me to be released 3; a really great deal!"

Mark wanted to ask what the deal was, but he was a little scared. He kept staring at the chastity devices and wondering if Aaron would make him wear one, and if he did, how could he explain it to Matt.

Aaron let Mark think for a moment, then continued, "Well let's see, there's a few items left I haven't explained yet, and I'm sure you're anxious to see what's in the bottom of the chest. Checkout these cock rings over here. Notice they each have what looks like a tiny barrel attached. These are actually vibrating cock rings. They all have remote controls. One of them has quite a long range too."

Mark and Chip were both totally caught up now.

"Oh, and see those two small boxes? They are catheter kits. I'm not going to open them, cause they are sterile. Don't want to be shoving anything into a boy's piss slit and down inside his cock that isn't sterile."

Mark gasped, "You mean you push stuff inside a guy's cock?"

Aaron laughed, "Oh yea, and not just the catheter's either, but enough on that for now, let me show you what else is in the trunk. He lifted the tray out of the trunk. Mark peered inside, as did Chip from his position in the loft. Both of their mouths dropped open at what they saw.

Arranged neatly, in another compartmentalized tray was a wide assortment of dildo's, butt plugs, anal beads, egg and bullet vibrators, along with handcuffs, leather restraints, ankle shackles, whips, and a fairly sizable curious wooden chest, with the letters, "O.P.M.A." engraved on the top.

Aaron quickly explained everything to Mark 3; the difference between dildo's and butt plugs 3; the uses for the egg and bullet vibrators (especially the remote control aspects) 3; and so on. Mark was totally fascinated, as was Chip, who had no doubt he could get Aaron to let him use some of this stuff at some point, even if he had to 'wheel and deal.'

Aaron was just about ready to move on when Mark blurted out, "Um 3; but what's in that chest? The one with the letters on top?"

Aaron thought for a moment, then lifted the chest out of the trunk and placed it, almost reverently on the garage floor. Mark and Chip could tell it was pretty heavy.

"Well, this is actually my pride and joy. Something that is very rare. There are only a select number of them in existence, and I am lucky to have one. This chest contains what is called the 'Tunnel of Terror Disciplinary System.' It was used for punishment at the military boarding school I went to. The guy who designed it, liked me, and gave me one, as a graduation present. We'll get to that in just a moment, cause I think I'm going to train you on how to use it, the same way he trained me."

Mark stared at the chest, which now seemed a little ominous.

"Time for a dose of humiliation," Aaron thought. He glanced at his watch and figured there was enough time to do what he had in mind. He would 'train' Mark on how to use the Tunnel of Terror, but what he would actually be doing was training Chip who would be listening and watching. But first things first.

"Okay Mark, I have a little challenge for you," Aaron laughed.

Mark snapped out of his daze and chirped, "I'll do whatever you say sir."

Aaron chuckled as he shackled Mark's hands behind his back, "I know you will Sport! So here's the deal, see that laundry basket over in the corner?"

Mark looked and nodded, "Yes sir."

"Good boy. Now in just a minute, I'm going to blind fold you and have you find your way to the laundry basket. When you get there, you will kneel down and search through the basket. You will not be able to use your hands though 3; just your nose and mouth. There at least three of my used jocks in the basket. I want you to find the one I wore this morning when I lifted weights. It is pretty sweaty, and is also soaked with cum. I like jacking off in my jock right after I am done working out. So go ahead and get it for me."

He blindfolded Mark and then smacked him on the butt, and then Mark was off.

Chip watched as Mark made his way across the room, found the laundry basket, kneeled and stuck his face inside. This was really exciting to watch 3; Mark naked with a nasty hard-on 3; with his hands shackled behind him 3; sniffing through the laundry basket.

It was actually even more exciting for Mark. Aaron's sweaty smell permeated the basket. It took awhile for him to find the first jock 3; he sniffed it 3; moved it around with his teeth 3; and licked the pouch all over 3; it tasted of sweat, and maybe a little dried cum, 'Dang, no fresh cum!' he thought, so he moved on. As he searched, he smelled and tasted a number of Aaron's socks and t-shirts. Finally his cheek brushed against something really damp. He sniffed it. It smelled of sweat, and that heavy musk odor that Matt emitted every time he was hard. Even better, it smelled of fresh cum. He lifted it with his teeth and dropped it on top of the pile 3; he found the pouch and started licking 3; and there it was 3; fresh wet cum 3; he knew the taste from Matt 3; he picked it up with his teeth, turned around and headed back across the garage.

Aaron smiled as Mark approached with his cum soaked jock hanging from his mouth, "You did good Sport, real good."

Mark bristled with pride as Aaron took the jock out of his mouth and removed the blindfold, but kept his arms shackled. He set the jock aside and forced Mark to his knees as he snarled, "Okay, Slave Boy it's time for you to smell and taste the real thing. I haven't showered yet, so this should be a real thrill for you!"

Aaron tugged at the waistband of his shorts and let them drop to his ankles. He wasn't wearing any underwear. Mark's eyes widened as he saw Aaron's huge hard cock snap up against his thick bush of pubic hair. The smell of sweat and total manliness was overpowering.

Aaron paused a moment, then grabbed the back of Mark's head and forced his face into his groin, "Okay Boy, show me how much you love your new master, lick my balls clean!"

Chip watched totally mesmerized as Aaron made young Mark lick his balls 3; then his cock 3; and finally his asshole. He was stroking his own cock through his shorts and almost lost it when he saw Mark stick his tongue in the center of Aaron's hole.

Mark was getting desperate himself. He hated it when Matt made him lick his ass, but this was different somehow. The more he smelled and tasted Aaron, the more excited he got. Each time Aaron moaned, he tried to stick his tongue deeper into his ass, all that he could think about was making Aaron moan again.

Aaron was becoming overwhelmed with lust. He thought about turning around, grabbing Mark, forcing him to bend over, and then fucking his little bubble butt really hard. Didn't matter if Chip was watching or not. Right now all he could think about was Mark screaming as he rammed his cock all the way into his tight little ass. He loved it when guys screamed 3; he loved to make them suffer for long periods of time 3; and that was what did it 3; 'long periods of time' 3; this was happening way to fast 3; he had taken a big chance with Mark 3; and didn't want to waste it with a quickie. Yea, if Mark wanted to be his little slave boy 3; to be tortured 3; so be it! Besides, it had been awhile since he had used the 'Tunnel', and it was about time it saw some real use!

Finally he got hold of himself and regained control.

Aaron stepped away from Mark, pulled up his shorts, took a deep breath and turned to Mark, "Okay Slave Boy, it's time for the main event!"

He grabbed Mark, unhooked the shackle from his wrist restraints and snapped, "Now get your hot little ass over to the work bench, climb on it, and lay on your back 3; NOW!"

Mark did as he had been told. He was scared as all hell, but totally turned on 3; and was hoping that Aaron would make him cum soon.

As soon as he was on the bench, Aaron pulled his hands up over his head and attached his wrist restraints to some sort of winch that was attached to the wall. Aaron laughed, "Yea, that's right little dude, you are now on my home made rack 3; and I'll be using that winch in just a little while to stretch your body really tight. And yea, it is gonna hurt like hell 3; but first we need to deal with the Tunnel of Terror."

Mark watched as Aaron placed the chest on a stool beside the work bench. He unlocked the chest, lifted a large electronic control box out of the chest and placed it on the back of the work bench beside Mark's stomach. He played around for a bit, tilting it up, and supporting it, so Mark could see the face of the box. He bundled up a bunch of laundry and stuck it under Mark's head so it would be less of a struggle for him to see the box. When he was done Mark had an unobstructed view of the control box face.

It had a bunch of dials, switches and slider bars (like DJ's use). Mark (and Chip) watched as Aaron plugged the box into a wall outlet and smiled.

"Okay, Little Dude, you are looking at the very heart of the 'Tunnel of Terror Disciplinary System' or TTDS for short. It has been used for years to punish cadets at the military school I attended. I learned how to use it, and so will you." His words were not really meant for Mark, but rather Chip, who was about to receive his first TTDS training through observation.

Aaron chanced a quick glance at the loft. Chip was peaking around a box, wide eyed. He, of course, knew how much of a sadist Chip was. Yes, Chip had spilled the beans when he was pressing Aaron for torture ideas. So Aaron knew about most of the stuff Chip was into 3; including the whole Torture House thing with Bill 3; and figured Chip could make use of the Tunnel, if he really knew how to use it.

"Now, first and foremost, you have to ensure the subject is totally erect, which is not a problem in your case!" he chuckled as he gave Mark's hard cock a gentle slap.

Mark started breathing harder.

Aaron pulled a small mesh pouch out of the chest and showed it to Mark. It looked like it was made of nylon and had a couple of wires hanging out of it with small plugs on the ends.

"This is the testicle stimulator or ball sack as most of us call it!"

Aaron pulled the wire out of the sack and showed it to Mark. There were two small round metal plates at the end of the wires.

"And these are the actual testicular exciters, you start the whole set up by smearing some of this special gel on the plates and then pressing them up against the subject's balls 3; the gel is both an adhesive and an electrical conductor. Though it is pretty effective at keeping the plates in place, the pouch assures that they won't be shaken loose, no matter how hard the subject thrashes about."

Chip watched as Aaron smeared the two small plates with the gel, carefully positioned them so that one was on each of Mark's balls, maneuvered the mesh pouch over Mark's ball sack, pulled the drawstring tight and finally plugged the other end of the wires into the control box.

Mark watched as Aaron started turning one of the dials on the control box.

"Okay, this dial controls the amount of electrical current being sent to the testicular exciters, you should be feeling something right about now," Aaron chuckled.

Mark felt it 3; a tingling, itching sensation on both of his balls. It was, actually pretty exciting, and felt like someone was gently massaging his balls.

"Do you feel it?" Aaron asked.

Mark nodded, and said, "Uh, yes sir 3; it feels a little weird, but is okay. Almost like someone was rubbing me down there."

Aaron smiled and said, "Don't worry, it will get a lot worse. And just so you know, if I turn this dial up really high, it will feel like your balls are being hit with hundreds of tiny electrical hammers. So remember that."

He looked up at Chip and winked.

Aaron continued, "Anyway, at this level of testicular stimulation, if the subject isn't erect, I can guarantee he will be in about a minute."

Aaron looked at Mark's cock, which was painfully erect and leaking pre-cum, 'Damn, this really is going to be fun!' he thought.

"Okay, and now to the heart of the TTDS!" Aaron snickered as he reached into the chest, grabbed an item, raised it up, and held it in front of Mark's face.

"Dude, I present to you, the actual 'Tunnel of Terror'."

Mark and Chip stared in total fascination at the thing in Aaron's hand.

It was essentially a cylindrical, tube like metal cage, about seven inches [18 cm] long. On the outside, there were six, thick, raised metal rings spaced evenly from one end to the other. Two leather straps with snaps dangled from one end, and a wire, with a plug dangled from the other.

Aaron smiled and said, "Okay Dude, to start with check out the six metal rings 3; I should say housings 3; because that is what they are. Each one houses twelve small metal electrodes 3; six have flat points 3; six have sharp points 3; they are arranged alternately around the inside of each ring."

Mark stared at the 'Tunnel' which was starting to look a little bit scary. He already had a suspicion about how the thing would work.

Aaron went on to explain the workings of the Tunnel and its controls in detail. He told Mark, that it was actually fairly easy to understand.

He started by squeezing some ointment out of a different tube and smearing it all over Mark's cock. He explained that this served multiple purposes. Like the gel on his balls, it was a great electrical conductor. But it also helped to keep the subject totally erect.

When he was done he carefully slipped the Tunnel over Mark's cock and secured it to his balls with the two small leather straps. He also explained that there actually were several other Tunnel's in the chest. The one being used would depend on the length of the subject's penis. The most important aspect being that the ring on the end be positioned so that it was centered around the subject's cock head.

Mark was getting a little more scared, but also, hornier.

"Okay, now once the tunnel is in place, and you are sure ring number six is centered around his cockhead 3; umm 3; by the way, the rings are numbered one through six 3; number one is at the base of the cock and number six is the one at the head. You'll understand why you need to know that shortly," Aaron continued.

Chip was totally caught up in the process. He hung on Aaron's every word, and it didn't take him long to recognize the torture potential of this devious piece of equipment.

Aaron tilted the control box up a little more so that Mark could see the top clearly, then continued his explanation. At first glance, the control box appeared a little intimidating with all its dials, switches and buttons. But as both boys soon discovered it was really fairly simple.

The top of the box was divided up into clearly marked sections. The three main ones each had two turn dials, a small toggle switch, and a slider bar like the ones used to fade music between two different sources.

The first section was labeled 'Penis Flats' 3; the second 'Penis Spikes' 3; and the third 'Rectal.'

Aaron started by explaining the controls for the 'Penis Flats' 3; the flat headed electrodes.

"Turn the first dial, and the electrodes slowly inch their way into the tunnel until all 36 (Six on each ring) are pressed firmly up against the subject's hard cock. They are spring-loaded, so there is no concern about them going in too far.

The second dial controls the amount of electrical current being sent to the electrodes."

Aaron did a quick demonstration.

He turned dial one slowly until he saw Mark flinch as he felt the 36 electrodes pressing up against his cock. Then he turned dial two up slowly and smiled as he watched Mark tremble.

The tingling Mark felt, up and down his cock was very similar to what he was feeling on his balls. It was a little weird, but very stimulating.

Aaron next went on to explain the slider bar. He started by sliding it all the way to the bottom, so that it was lined up with the #1.

"Okay, now this is where it gets really interesting. You see how I moved the slider bar down to the Number One position?"

Mark managed a quick nod. Chip nodded too, but no one saw it.

"Good, now note there is a small toggle switch right under the Slider bar."

They nodded again.

"Okay, now pay attention, cause the system works pretty much the same for all three of the main components. Right now the electrical current is being sent to all six rings and you are feeling a tingling all over your cock 3; right?"

Mark nodded and stammered, "Oh yea!"

Aaron smiled and continued, "Okay, when I flip this switch, the slider bar will be activated and the electrical current will go to whichever ring the bar is currently at 3; which in this case will be ring number one at the base of your cock 3; got it?"

Mark said, "I think so."

"Okay here we go!" Aaron chuckled as he flipped the toggle switch.

Mark jerked as he felt the change. The tingling sensation that had covered his cock was now focused totally at its base. "Oh wow," he muttered.

Aaron smiled and said, "Okay, check this out. I am gonna slide the bar up to Position two, which will move the electrical charge up to the next ring."

Another "Wow" followed as Mark felt the tingling move up his cock a little and stop. Aaron chuckled and then said, "Okay, I think you are smart enough to figure out how this is gonna go from here, but I'll demonstrate anyway."

And with that he began to move the slider bar slowly up and down 3; from one to six 3; then back down to one 3; then back up to six 3; and so on 3; it didn't take long for Mark to start panting and moaning 3; "OH MY GOD!"

Aaron chuckled, "So 3; um 3; Mark 3; how would you describe what you are feeling?"

He chanced a quick glance at Chip, up in the loft and winked.

Mark thought for a moment, then started to blush as he said, "Umm 3; well 3; it's sort of like 3; you know 3; um 3; I am 3; um being 3; ahhh 3; okay 3; ahhh 3; being masturbated with electricity or something."

Aaron laughed some more, "A perfect analogy little dude, that is exactly how I would describe it myself."

To Mark's dismay, he stopped moving the slider bar, deactivated it and then turned the electrical control all the way down.

"Oops, almost forgot to do this! It is really important. You may not have noticed that there is actually a seventh ring on the tunnel. It looks different than the rest and is all the way at the bottom. This is a constriction ring. It has a small turn screw on it, which I am adjusting now. As soon as you put the tunnel on your subject, and he is totally erect, you turn this little screw until he starts to gasp."

He turned it until Mark, did indeed, start to gasp.

"This ring functions just like a cock ring. You want it fairly tight. Do it right and it will keep him totally hard, no matter what you do to him and it will be almost impossible for him to cum."

Aaron pointed at the section of the control panel labeled 'Penis Spikes,' "Okay, now in this section, when you turn the first dial, the spikes slowly inch their way into the tunnel until all 36 (Six on each ring) are pressed firmly up against the subject's hard cock. They are not spring loaded like the electrodes, so if you keep turning the dial up, they will eventually puncture the skin.

The second dial controls the amount of electrical current being sent to the spikes."

Aaron smiled as he watched Mark's eyes widen.

"Now you'll notice there is a slider bar setup here too, labeled the same way with numbers one thru six. It works slightly differently than the one for the flat headed electrodes. In this case, with the slider bar in position one and activated, when you turn the first dial, the spikes on ring one will inch their way into the tunnel and press up against the base of the subject's cock. Keep turning the dial, and they will press harder."

Aaron moved the slider bar for the spikes to position number one, activated it, and slowly began to turn the control dial. Mark started breathing harder in anticipation. He didn't have to wait very long for the six sharp points to make contact with the base of his cock.

"HOLY SHIT! DAMN!" he shouted as he felt the pricks.

Aaron smiled and continued, "Okay, we'll leave them set at that level for the moment, now feel what happens as I slide the bar up to position two."

Mark felt the sharp points retract from the base of his cock, then moments later felt six more begin to press up against his cock skin, a little further up.

"'SHIT!" he yelped

Aaron laughed as he retracted the spikes and switched it off, "Okay, you get the 3; um point 3; hahaha! Anyway, it is fairly simple, and of course, by using the second dial, you can electrify the spikes for even more 3; um fun."

"Okay, now we'll deal with the final component."

He sorted through the chest and pulled out an object that looked like a slender dildo. It was slightly curved and appeared to be made of black rubber. The tip was slightly larger than the rest of the thing, and had a metallic gold covering. Six wide gold bands were arranged evenly along the shaft. Two wires were attached to the opposite end along with a sharply curved metal bar.

Aaron held it up in front of Mark's face and chuckled, "Pretty impressive isn't it little dude? And of course you know where this thing goes!"

Mark managed a slightly smart ass replay, "Well DUH!"

He watched as Aaron applied another special lubricant to it and explained, "Okay, it has its own lube as well. There are also several sizes. I think this one should work for you. Just so you know, the key thing about it is to ensure that the tip is pressed firmly against the subject's prostrate. It is actually fairly easy to tell, which you'll see in a moment."

He directed Mark to lift his knees to his chest, then slowly worked the rectal probe into his tight little ass. Mark moaned during the whole process, then let out a sudden "YELP" as the tip made contact with his prostrate.

Aaron said, "Okay dude, you see how you reacted?"

Mark could only manage a nod. The feeling was that intense!

"Yea, and see, that tells me that the probe is seated properly and I've also checked to make sure all six of the gold bands are inside your ass. That is also important, because if one is sticking out, then you need to use a shorter one," Aaron said, before continuing.

"I think you are probably smart enough to figure out how the controls in this section work. Dial one controls the electrical current that is sent to the gold bands on the probe. Dial two controls how fast each of the gold bands vibrate. And, like the other slider bars, this slider bar can be used to shift the electrical charges and vibrations from one gold band to the other. Can you guess what that would feel like?"

Mark nodded and managed another smart ass reply, "YEA, probably like I am being fucked electrically!"

Aaron laughed loudly, "Another great analogy, you do catch on quick!"

"Okay, now the final thing, besides plugging it into the control box, is to secure it to the base of the Tunnel. You remember that curved metal bar at one end of the probe?"

Mark said, "Yes sir."

"Good, because at your angle you can't see where it is, so I'll tell you. It is curved around your balls right now. In a moment you will feel a little pressure as I attach the probe. There is a little catch at the end of the bar, that will snap into place on the tunnel."

Mark felt a little pressure on his balls, as Aaron took hold of the bar, pulled it up and quickly snapped it into place.

"And there we have it. The system is ready to go. By the way, the purpose of attaching it like that is to ensure that it doesn't slip out. Go ahead and see if you can force it out!"

Mark grunted and groaned as he tried to 'Shit it out', but he couldn't. The infernal thing remained in place.

Aaron laughed, "See what I mean? Okay, go ahead and lower your legs, so I can complete your preparations."

Chip watched as Aaron quickly fastened Mark's ankles to the bottom corners of the work bench and then started pumping the winch handle of his makeshift rack. Each turn of the winch spindle stretched Mark out a little more, and it wasn't long before his muscular little body was stretched really tight. Mark moaned loudly as pain shot through his arms and legs.

When he was done, Aaron rechecked all the electrical connections for the tunnel and the rectal probe, along with Mark's wrist and ankle cuffs, to make sure they weren't too tight.

He pulled up a stool sat down and then began running his hand up and down Mark's taut stomach.

"Okay little dude, looks like we are ready to begin. OOPS, I did forget something. Take another look at the rectal part of the control panel. You're gonna love this. Notice there are two other controls that are not in the other sections. One is a small yellow dial and the other a red button. The yellow dial controls a separate vibrator that is at the very tip of the probe. And when the red button is pressed and locked down, the box immediately starts sending strong electrical pulses to the gold band at the tip. You know, the one that is pressed up against the prostrate. It has a wild effect when used at the right moment, as you will see."

As excited as he was, Mark was getting a little more scared as the capabilities of the Tunnel started to sink in. Meanwhile, Chip was ecstatic, "This fucking thing is awesome!" he thought. He couldn't wait to watch Aaron start using it on Mark.

"Oh, and the final thing, which I won't explain fully right now are these three rows of buttons at the bottom of the control panel. There are five buttons in each row. The top row is labeled 'Stimulate'. The middle row is labeled 'Pain'. And the bottom row is labeled 'Combo.' They are used to put the box into various Automatic modes of operation and are explained fully on the instruction card inside the chest. But just so you have a hint, if I were to press Button one on the first row right now, the box would immediately start running the mildest form of a stimulation program using all three elements of the system. Yea I'll explain that more fully another time."

Aaron smiled, leaned closer to Mark and said, "Okay little dude, I have a feeling we need to make this whole experience a little more 'challenging' for you, so here's what I'm gonna do."

Mark wasn't sure he liked the sound of this.

"I remember when I was your age. It wasn't that long ago! And I'll bet you are pretty much really getting into all sorts of 'nasty' little games 3; like strip poker 3; truth or dare 3; and probably tie up and torture games 3; am I right?" Aaron snapped.

Mark was taken totally by surprise. He trembled and nodded.

Aaron smiled and continued, "Yea I figured as much. Now I think you have a pretty good idea of the nasty things I can do to you with the Tunnel and stuff. It could get really painful, and you need to understand, I really do enjoy hearing guys scream.

Mark began to sweat more.

"But, on the other hand I could use it to make you feel really good too. Now, because we just met, I'm going to give you a chance to spare yourself a lot of suffering. All you need to do is provide me with some information, and I'll make it easier on you."

Mark thought for a moment then asked, "Umm 3; like what kind of information?"

Aaron said, "Oh nothing too tough, all you need to do is to tell me about all the nasty games you have been playing, how often you play them, who you've played them with, and especially who you are playing them with now. That's it."

Mark's eyes opened wide in shock. He had, of course, promised that he would never tell any one outside his circle of friends who were involved, about that stuff. And he could never tell anyone about what he and Matt were doing. No Way!

"Umm 3; sorry, but I don't think I can really do that Sir. Ask me about anything else, and I'll tell you. I just can't tell you about that stuff, at least not the names."

Aaron patted Mark's balls and chuckled, "Oh don't worry, you will little dude 3; you will. Now just remember, when you want me to stop, all you have to do is say, 'I'll talk!' and your suffering will be over. Understood?"

Mark trembled as he said as defiantly as he could, "Yea, I understand! But I won't tell you no matter what you do to me!"

"Okay, suit yourself!" Aaron smirked. "So let's see if we can get you even more in the mood."

He picked up his sweaty, cum soaked jock strap and stretched it over Mark's face, with the pouch covering his mouth and nose.

Chip watched in awe as Aaron's hands began moving over the control panel. Mark's eyes were locked on the panel as well.

He trembled as he felt all 36 of the electrodes press against his cock. The tingling on his balls grew just a little stronger as Aaron turned a dial. Then the same tingling feeling covered his cock from top to bottom as Aaron began sending electrical charges to the electrodes. Mark started breathing faster as Aaron increased the voltage.

If Aaron had one skill, it was being able to judge when a guy was getting really close to cumming. He had achieved high marks in 'The Administration of Punishment' class at his military school for his effective use of the TTDS. Unlike his fellow senior cadets, he seemed to have a gift for disciplining the younger cadets. The ones in their early teens. They had 'hair triggers' and could cum way too soon, if you weren't careful. But if you watched for the signs, you could keep a boy 'at the edge' for a pretty long period of time. And that, in itself, could be an extremely effective punishment.

Mark began to become concerned that he was 'losing it'. Aaron had barely begun and already he was feeling hornier than he could remember. He wanted to cum so bad 3; he wanted Aaron to make him cum!

Aaron leaned closer to Mark and whispered, "So are you ready to talk yet?"

Mark shook his head violently from side to side, "NO SIR!" he shouted.

Aaron smiled again as he reached for the rectal probe controls.

Mark shuddered as he felt the same tingling sensation fill his ass from one end to the other. His cock, his balls and his ass were all feeling the same tingling sensation which continued to grow stronger. And that sensation was making him increasingly desperate to cum.

He tried contracting the muscles in his rectum and pumping his groin to try to force himself to cum. But that just seemed to make it worse. More blood seemed to work its way into his cock and make it even harder!

Aaron smiled as he saw the signs. He knew exactly what Mark was doing. He reached down, and tightened the constriction ring a little more.

"You know I can pretty much keep you like this for a long period of time, little dude 3; a very long period of time! Unless, of course you are ready to talk?"

Mark took a deep breath, clenched his teeth and snapped, "I'll never talk! No matter what you do to me."

Aaron and Chip both smiled. The little dude was really getting into this. They were right! For the moment, this was Mark's major fantasy come true! It was like he was living one of those movies! His cock had never been this hard before 3; and his wasn't the only one! In fact there wasn't a soft cock, anywhere in the building!

Aaron looked at the tip of Mark's hard cock that was peeking out of the top of the tunnel. It was throbbing, and glistened with precum. 'Oh yeah, little dude!' he thought, 'You really are one fucking horny shit!' He tightened the constriction ring some more and then reached for the slider controls.

Suddenly, in the midst of all the 'excitement', Chip had a revelation. Up until that moment, he had been focusing on Mark's sweating body 3; and specifically on his pubic area. But now he started to focus on the bigger picture!

He watched as Aaron's hands moved over the controls, took hold of the slider bars and proceeded to 'masturbate and fuck' Mark electrically.

Aaron moved the bars up and down 3; up and down 3; up and down 3; as he kept asking the same question, over and over 3; "Are you ready to talk?"

Mark panted 3; over and over 3; "No Sir 3; No Sir 3; No Sir!" For Mark, it was getting really tough! He squeezed his butt cheeks, he pumped his groin as much as he could, stretched out as taut as he was it was not an easy task, and tried to cum 3; but he couldn't 3; the constriction ring at the base of his cock was just too damn tight!

Aaron saw the signs 3; Mark was definitely 'primed and ready!' He tilted Mark's head up with his right hand, poised his left hand over the 'Spike' control and snarled, "Are you ready to talk?"

Chip's eyes widened, as it suddenly sank in! While Mark and Aaron 'played' their little torture game 3; Aaron had methodically worked Mark up to a point where he was horned to the max 3; his cock was clearly painfully hard 3; its head glistened with precum 3; Chip cringed at the thought of what was about to happen. One side of him wanted Mark to 'talk' 3; but the other side wanted to hear Mark scream.

Mark took a deep breath and shouted, "FUCK YOU!" as he closed his eyes and gritted his teeth in anticipation of the pain that would probably follow.

And it would!

Chip was definitely a 'quick study!' He had pretty much committed the box's control features to memory, but watched in awe as Aaron 'did his thing!'

And his thing was 3;

STEP ONE– Prepare To Deliver Pain Chip focused on the control panel as Aaron fiddled with the settings for the spikes. To Chip's surprise, he turned the electrical settings for the spikes all the way up to the halfway point while they were still fully retracted.

STEP TWO– Give the 'subject' another chance! "Come on little dude, just say the words and save your self from a lot of suffering 3; so just tell me now! 3; You see where my hand is above the controls 3; the spikes are already charged and ready to go!" Aaron snarled.

Mark was scared as hell 3; but also horned out of his mind 3; and totally caught up in his little twisted fantasy!

[Boy Fact #7– A horny teenage boy lacks common sense.] [Close enough for Mark 3; 13 in a couple of weeks]

Mark closed his eyes again and snapped back, "FUCK YOU 3; um SIR 3; I'll never talk!"

STEP THREE– Show No Mercy! Thank goodness the neighbors were not close enough to hear!

Aaron turned the dial that sent the spikes plunging into the tunnel. All 36 stabbed into Mark's painfully engorged cock at the same instant 3; all were charged with electricity 3;

"AGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! 3; 3; 3; 3; 3; 3; SHIT! 3; OH GOD 3; SHIT!"

Mark screamed as he pulled against his bonds.

Aaron turned another dial.

Mark screamed again. Suddenly it felt like hundreds of tiny hammers were hitting his balls!

"AGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! 3; 3; 3; 3; 3; 3; SHIT! 3;. OH GOD 3; SHIT!"

And 3; on and on it went! Chip could not believe it. Mark was one crazy ass scrappy dude!

Aaron kept asking the question 3; "Will you talk?"

And Mark kept saying "NO!" 3; or words to that effect.

And after each exchange, Aaron turned the dials higher.

Mark's screams became louder as the charged spikes pressed further into his hard cock and began to draw blood!

"Will you talk?"

"FUCK YOU 3; umm 3; SIR! AGHHHHHH! 3; UH 3; AGGGHHHHH 3; NO!"

Chip kept waiting for that one, agonizing scream from Mark 3; the one that said he had, had enough 3; the one that would indicate he was beaten and had surrendered 3;

Mark's screams became louder and louder as Aaron did his best! Aaron was like a perverse maestro at the controls 3; stimulate just enough to keep poor Mark totally hard 3; then increase the pain 3; OVER and OVER, while asking the question 3;

"Will you talk?"

"NO SIR!"

"Will you talk?"

"AGGGHHHH 3; UM 3; NO SIR!"

Finally, Aaron backed off. He turned off the spike controls and slumped on his stool.

Chip was sure Aaron had been beaten, and was giving up. Little Mark was clearly one tough little cookie!

Tears filled his eyes as he looked at Mark's naked sweating body painfully stretched out on the workbench. He wondered what Mark was feeling. He wondered if he could have taken as much punishment without giving up. And also, he actually felt kind of proud of his new young friend 3; the 'little scrappy dude' and was feeling more and more guilty about deceiving him with the 'club' thing. The good news was that Mark's ordeal was gonna be over pretty soon, and he vowed that he would make it all up to him. He was right on both counts!

Meanwhile Mark was dealing with his own feelings. He was hurting a lot 3; a lot more than Matt had ever hurt him 3; but he apparently had made it through it all and Aaron would give up and release him now, and maybe even forget about the whole slave thing. As it turned out he was wrong on both counts!

Aaron gave Mark plenty of time to catch his breath 3; then to both Mark's and Chip's surprise, he began running his hands all over Mark's body.

Mark stammered, "But 3; um 3; I thought that was it 3; I mean 3; all that stuff 3; and all 3; haven't you had enough from me?"

What happened next sent shivers up and down Chip's spine 3; Aaron glared at Mark and whispered, "That? You mean that? There is a lot more ahead for you little dude 3; a lot more!"

And with that Aaron took hold of the slider bars and for the next hour he manipulated the controls masterfully to bring poor Mark to the edge of cumming over and over again.

When the hour was up, Aaron asked the question, "Okay last chance dude 3; Will you talk? This is your last chance! After this, talking won't be enough 3; so I ask finally 3; Will you talk?"

Mark was out his mind now and desperate to cum. But, still, a promise was a promise 3;

"Sorry Sir, NO!" he uttered as bravely as he could.

Aaron glanced up at Chip in the loft. Chip was smiling and pointing towards the back door.

Aaron nodded, covered Mark's eyes with a rag and then said, "Don't go away" as he ran out of the garage and into the back yard.

Mark muttered, "Is okay 3; I'll just stretch my legs while I wait!"

Aaron got into the back yard just as Chip dropped from the loft window.

Aaron opened his mouth to speak, but was cut off by Chip.

"Dude 3; what the fuck are you going to do now? He is NOT talking!"

"I have something in mind!" Aaron chuckled.

Chip snapped back, "Oh yeah? So like how long will this take 3; I got stuff I need to do OLD dude! So how long will it take you to make him give in? I'll bet, you won't be able to do it!"

And so they 'negotiated' 3;

Boy Fact #7– A horny teenage boy lacks common sense. (So does a horny 21 year old)!

Chip concluded the 'negotiations' with these final words before he snuck back into the garage loft.

"Okay 3; it's a deal 3; thirty minutes 3; if he says 'I'll Talk' by then 3; then I am totally yours for a day 3; BUT if he makes it through and doesn't talk within those thirty minutes 3; then your ass is mine for a day! And anything goes! And that means ANYTHING!"

They shook hands and rushed back inside.

Chip was very excited! He had never 3; repeat never 3; lost a bet before, and based upon what he had seen already 3; and short of Aaron threatening to cut poor Mark's balls off, he was sure Mark could endure 30 more minutes! And he promised himself that he would make it up to Mark in some way.

As it turned out, the next 30 minutes were more intense than either side could have anticipated.

Aaron shifted gears totally as he used the TTDS on Mark. There was no pain, just maximum stimulation.

Chip watched and chuckled to himself, "The dude has lost it! He should be torturing him hard if he's gonna have any chance to win!"

The clock kept ticking! With six minutes left Chip relaxed. Mark was showing no signs of giving in. Well, almost no sign.

Aaron kept asking the question 3; "Will you talk?"

And Mark kept saying "NO!" 3; or words to that effect.

Mark was panting hard as Aaron continued to manipulate the controls on the box 3; at five minutes Aaron loosened the constriction ring at the base of Mark's cock 3;

"Will you talk?" Aaron demanded.

Mark proudly shouted "NEVER"!

It was at this point that Chip figured he had totally won. There were less than five minutes left! Mark had already proven he could handle a lot of pain 3; and Aaron had wasted the last 25 minutes just getting him all worked up 3; and in confirmation he looked down into the garage just in time to see Mark starting to cum.

'That was it,' he thought as he watched Mark shoot a rope of young teen cum. 'Turn out the lights Aaron, your boney ass is mine now for a day,' he thought as he watched Mark shoot his little wad. 'No way Mark will give in now,' he thought.

Meanwhile, in spite of the all the pain he had just experienced, Mark was absolutely ecstatic! The electrical pulses had him totally turned on and there was something really exciting about being made to cum in front of another guy. And so he 'came.' And it felt really good. Really, really good.

Chip was about ready to pull his own shorts down and jack off in celebration when he saw Aaron reach for the control panel and push the red button.

Mark screamed as he felt wave after wave of electrical pulses slam into his prostrate. At first it was incredible. It made him continue to cum 3; and cum harder than he had ever cum before. It was totally awesome! At least for the first minute!

And then the realization hit 3; he could not stop cumming! The electrical pulses that were slamming into his prostrate seemed to keep his cock and balls trying to shoot over and over again. And each shot became increasingly painful since his small teen balls were totally drained.

He looked up at Aaron who was smiling like a Cheshire cat as he said, "That's right dude, and I can keep it going all night! Just think how you will feel around the time you 'dry shoot' twenty times from now 3; or hell forty or sixty times 3; Yea it will happen! 3; Unless you say the words!

It took just a few more minutes as wave after wave of electrical pulses slammed into Mark's prostrate 3; forcing one dry cum after another 3;

Finally Mark stammered 3; "I'll talk 3; I'll Talk 3; just shut it off 3; okay?"

CLICK!!!!

It didn't take long for Aaron to release Mark from the TTDS and the rack. True to his word, Mark did 'talk!' as he helped Aaron clean up.

He told him all about the 'games' he had played 3; told him the names of a bunch of guys that had played back where they used to live (that was safe) 3; and finally he told him about his older brother Matt and ALL the things they had been doing.

The Matt thing concerned Aaron a lot, because it seemed to be so entirely one-sided. Matt did just about anything he wanted to Mark, but Mark never got to do anything to Matt. And it seemed like Mark really wanted to do 'stuff' to an older boy.

Chip heard it all from his hiding place in the loft. The more he heard, the more he liked Mark.

Aaron had, of course, probed him with questions about the initial front lawn incident, but Mark fended him off effectively with no mention of Chip or the 'club initiation.'

Mark was just about ready to leave, and figure out how he could get back to the woods and pick up his clothes when Aaron said 3;

"Oh 'Slave Boy', come here 3; I have something for you to wear!"

Mark turned and waited eagerly. He was hoping that Aaron would give him at least a pair of shorts to wear for the run back to the woods 3; his hopes faded quickly as Aaron approached with just a small item in his hand.

"Know what this is?" Aaron asked?

Mark stared at it for a moment and stammered, "Yes sir, it's a chastity device!"

Aaron smiled as he looked at Mark's shriveled cock. It had been totally drained of all manly life 3; he was about to start messing with him verbally when he saw the signs 3; blood was returning to Mark's manhood.

And so he acted quickly!

It took less than a minute to lock Mark's 'manhood' into the chastity device.

When he was done, Aaron held the key up in front of Mark and chuckled, "There we go Dude. Anyone wants your jewels will have to see me! From now on!"

Mark thought for a moment, then stammered 3; "Oh My God 3; what about Matt 3; he'll be back tomorrow 3; and will want to do 3; Um 3; stuff 3; what should I do?"

Aaron laughed, "Doesn't matter 3; there is no way to get that off of you 3; without causing real damage to the family jewels 3; so I guess if he wants access to them, he'll have to come to me for the key 3; I'm sure we can make some sort of deal!

Aaron let it sink in for a moment, and then sent Mark off running.

He checked his watch 3; just enough time to get to the airport to pick up his asshole cousin Justyn he mused as Chip climbed down from the loft.

"So, how did I do Chipster?" Aaron chuckled as he locked his footlocker.

Chip smiled and said, "Dude, you did great! I mean you are the man!"

Aaron chuckled, "Thanks Bro! It was fun!"

Then Chip smirked, "But, there is that little manner of the bet we made!"

Aaron laughed, "Ohh yea 3; that's right, well hey, don't worry about it cause he talked and that's cool 3; I won't hold you to it!"

Now it was Chip's turn to laugh 3;

"Dude, the deal was if he says 'I'll Talk' within 30 minutes then 3; then I was gonna be totally yours for a day 3; BUT if he made it through and didn't talk within those thirty minutes 3; then your ass was gonna be mine for a day! And anything goes! And that means ANYTHING!"

Aaron seemed a little confused as he stammered, "Ah, yes 3; okay 3; yea 3; so?"

Chip laughed and said, "Dude, it took you more than 35 minutes 3; which means you lost! And that means your ass is mine for a day! And anything goes! And that means ANYTHING! That was the bet!"

Aaron thought for a moment and then said 3; "Yea! Shit, was it that long? Well, okay 3; You got me 3; so when?"

Chip laughed, "Well, we will have to work it out, but my little brother Stevie and my new friend Mark both have birthdays coming up REAL soon, and I just thought of a GREAT present for them! 3;"