Sid G

Bren: The Slave-Boy
Bren & Cat

Bren: The Slave Boy

The door opened slightly, I showed my card and was admitted.

"Welcome back sir. How have you been?"

"Fine Bart and yourself?"

"Fine as well, though the work is hard at times. I regret to inform you that your usual boy is unable to work. A job injury as you can understand."

"No problem, I'm sure you have some fine boys available."

He smiled, "follow me sir."

Lined up against the wall were twelve boys between the ages of ten and sixteen. Eight white, two blacks and two Asians. None of them had any body hair and were all fit. They were naked except for a leather jock strap, wrist and ankle restraints and a leather collar. The restraints were linked together and a chain hooked the boy closely to the wall.

My attention was immediately grabbed by a blonde white boy, about five foot five [1.75 m] and could have been anyplace between thirteen and sixteen. There were several scars on his chest, but what really stood out was he was the only one making eye contact. I walked over with Bart on my heels. "Can he cum?"

"Yes sir, he'll give you a lot of pleasure sir."

"I'll take him, charge my account."

Bart unhooked the chain from the wall and handed it to me before turning to the boy. "Slave, take your master to room five and obey him."

"Yes My Lord."

Room five was near the rear of one row, there were eighteen all together in this underground palace of man-boy debauchery. They were all similarly equipped with various tools for inflicting pain and pleasure. I dropped the chain as we entered and he walked to the middle of the room while I locked the door. I could now do whatever I chose, short of murder, to the boy in front of me.

"I own you boy."

"Yes master."

"What's your name."

"Whatever you choose to call me master."

I slapped his face with the back of my hand. "I asked you a question and I expect an answer not some piece of shit line. If I were going to call you shit I would have told you. Now what is your name?"

"Bren, forgive me master."

"Good boy, how old are you?"

"I was twelve when my pimp sold me but I've lost track of time so I don't know?" He stepped back in fear.

"It's September 1998."

"I'll be fourteen next month master."

I kissed him and forced my tongue into his mouth while I felt his smooth body. "I'm going to whip you now, go find your favorite whip and piece of bondage equipment while I strip."

"Yes master."

I watched his scarred bubble butt as he shuffled over to the rings. An interesting choice, but one I respected. He handed me a bullwhip, which I placed on the table and unhooked the chain connecting his wrists. I removed his jockstrap and noticed a second set of chains that connected each wrist to a metal cock ring welded around his balls. Chains I couldn't unlock. Wordlessly I connected each wrist to one ring and turned the crank that lifted him off the ground and spread his arms apart. I watched closely and stopped when the chains between his wrists and nuts were taut. I unhooked his ankles, and secured each leg to the floor chains. This gave me unobstructed access to his butt. I ran my fingernails over the scars, and there were a lot of them. Bren had lasted almost two years here, and he'd been working the streets before that. I went to the wall and picked up an eight-inch [20 cm] dildo that was about four inches [10 cm] around, just a little smaller than my own cock, and shoved it up his ass.

I picked up the bullwhip and held it in front of the hanging boy's face. "I'm going to start now. You can scream all you want, you can beg me to stop all you want. I may listen, I may not."

"Yes master."

I stepped back and lashed his nipples and quickly worked the whip down his chest to just above his groin. I saw panic in his eyes, but he didn't say a word or shake his head. I liked that.

I walked behind him and started covering his back and ass with lashes, varying the pace and location as I went. It took me ten minutes of hard work to get him to scream, and it was a scream he meant and not one to make me feel good. His back was a mass of red welts when he really started screaming. After a half hour I cranked the handle some more and started using his rosebud as a bulls-eye. It took another fifteen minutes and another two turns of the crank before he started begging me to stop, tears flowing on his downcast face.

I counted down from ten and stopped. My arm was killing me; no man had ever lasted that long. If Cat didn't return Bren was certainly a good replacement. I let him hang there another ten minutes before I unhooked his legs and lowered him to the ground. His legs collapsed as he landed and he tucked into a ball.

"I'm sorry master," he whispered.

No boy had ever apologized before.

"Why Bren? For what?"

"I have never begged for mercy before, I have shamed myself in my master's eyes."

Stunned I sat next to him and pulled his sweaty, naked body onto mine.

"Bren, you were great. I've known experienced grown men who didn't last near that long." I kissed his lips and wiped his face. "You did good kid."

"Thank you master, you may continue whenever you are ready."

There was only one thing I wanted to do. I picked him off the ground and led him to the king sized bed along the wall. I fastened his hands behind him, connected his ankles and pushed him on the bed. I lay on my back and looked into his waiting face.

"Blow me, but don't let me cum."

"Yes master." He moved into position and started by licking the outside of my prick and balls. When I thought I was about ready to shoot he stopped and waited.

"How long you been having sex boy?"

"Stepfather started fucking me when I was five. Mom kicked me out of the house when she caught me blowing him two years later. Worked the streets from then till I was brought here. Better here, I might get hurt a bit but My Lord takes care of me, feeds me and keeps me warm and dry."

Before I could go on he took my softening cock into his mouth and it leapt back to life. Slowly, the way only an experienced cocksucker can, he took every inch into his mouth and throat. He adjusted his position and started slowly moving his head up and down. Like the experienced whore he was he stopped every time he brought me to the brink.

"Stop, turn over on your back." Wordlessly he obeyed. I moved around and took his cock in my hand. It was a solid six inches [15 cm] of circumcised boy meat and I licked a strand of precum off the tip. Then I took him into my mouth, inhaling all six inches [15 cm]. Despite all the use and abuse it still tasted like boy cock and I don't know anything tastier. I started blowing him and he started moaning and wriggling around on the black silk sheets.

"Oh yes master, oh yes, I'm getting ready to cum, oh shit, oh shit." With that he exploded his load down my throat and I drained him thoroughly.

"Thank you master, that's the first time I've cum in a week."

"Nobody's taken you in a week? I can't believe that."

"Oh no, you're the second or third today alone, but we can only shoot our loads when a customer makes us and none of mine have in so long."

"If I leave you chained can you sit on my cock and ride it?"

"Whatever my master asks I can do. That can get a little tricky but I'll do it."

"No, I'll unchain you." I unhooked the two sets I could. "I can't undo the wrist-cock connection. There's no latch there."

"One of the other boys tried to escape and they did this to all of us to make it that much harder for us outside. No big deal."

"It's probably why you didn't last as long as you usually did on the rings with the extra stress on your balls."

He paused, "Thank you master, I hadn't thought of that." With that he climbed on top of me and started to sit on my cock, then laughed. "You'd better take that dildo out first."

I did and kissed him deeply, "You are a special slave Bren. Now ride my cock."

"Thank you master." We both took our positions and my cock slid into his experienced ass. Passing through his sphincter smoothly. Sitting still he worked his ass muscles around my cock, making me harder and harder. Without stopping that he slowly rose up and down on my cock.

"Yes, oh fucking yes, you've got such a great ass boy. Work my cock. Make me fuck your ass, I want to fill it with cum. He smiled and speeded up just a little and I felt myself moving closer and closer to fucking ecstasy.

"Oh shit," I screamed and filled his ass with volley after volley of my man-juice.

When he finished milking me dry Bren licked my cock clean of my cum and sweat and his ass juices.

I patted the bed next to me and he lay down next to me, one arm over my chest. "You'll spend the night with me Bren. OK?"

He picked his head up and smiled, "yes master."

I looked around the room as his breathing settled down into an easy rhythm and knew I'd be back for Bren.

Bren & Cat

And there they were, next to each other, Bren and Cat. Cat's been my regular slave boy for a while now, slightly older than Bren, three inches [7½ cm] taller with a long blonde mane. I turned to the housemaster and sighed.

"Both of them."

"Yes sir, but if I may?" Bart said.

"Of course."

"Sir, this is Cat's first day back. In fact you will be his first customer. Bren's back is still quite 3;"

"I understand, I will be relatively gentle today."

"Thank you, we will only charge you for Bren today. Consider Cat," he paused, "say a frequent flogger discount." We both chuckled.

"Please remove the cock to wrist restraints as well. They wont be going anywhere when they're with me," I said.

"As you wish sir."

Both boys smiled as we walked up to them and were surprised when they were both unchained from the wall and the cock-wrist restraints removed. Following Bart's instructions they led me back to the same room that Bren and I had used the week before. The whip marks were very visible. I had definitely scarred his back for life. It almost saddened me, but not really. Hopefully he'll remember them with fondness, but somehow I doubt it.

Once inside I asked Cat what had happened.

"I am not permitted to tell what one customer does to another sir."

"Cat, I'm another customer? After all this time?"

He smiled and shook his head. "It was an older man, maybe in his late fifties. Seemed so nice at first. Laid me down on the rack and started stretching. When he had me extended, about normal, about as far as you go."

"That's pretty far."

"I know, painful but bearable. He got a whip and started whipping me. After about five minutes he tightened it another two notches. After some more whipping another two notches. By that point the pain from the rack was more than the pain from the whipping. After another few minutes of whipping he took some weights and attached them to the restraints around my cock and tossed them over the side."

"Ouch," I said.

"Yes, by the time he was finished sir I couldn't move. My body just exploded when he released the lever on the rack all at once. My body couldn't adjust to the change. He untied my legs, flipped me over and fucked me. Then he shoved this huge dildo up my ass and left me that way.

"He sat there watching me cry and scream for an hour. Then he fucked me again. I couldn't move when he finally released me and told me to lead him out of the room. I rolled off the rack but my legs couldn't hold me and I collapsed on the floor. He started kicking me over and over."

"That's OK Cat, you don't have to go on," I said.

"It's almost over. When I couldn't get up he pissed on me and walked out. When Captain Morgan visited me in the dorm he told me that at first the guy wanted his money back. Said I wimped out on him. When he found out the truth he charged him double and banned him."

"Serves the guy right Cat. No reason to try and cripple you and then to have the audacity to say you wimped out is challenging your professionalism."

"Thank you sir."

"How's your back Bren?"

"OK Sir, I was out a day because my back was stiff but the first couple clients worked out the kinks. If I may sir?"

"Of course Bren."

"Why did you want the two of us?"

"You two are the best partners I've ever had, I figured a nice evening of sex is what we all needed." The boys walked over and stripped my clothes off.

"What you up to Cat?" I asked.

"I really don't know sir."

"Pick out a paddle."

"Sir, are you insulting?"

"I didn't say this was the end now, did I? Pick out a paddle and give it to Bren. Bren you pick one out and give it to Cat."

They both took what can best be described as cricket bats.

"You are going to alternate ten swats on the other's cute little buns. Cat you swing first, then Bren and back and forth until you've each given and received ten hits."

Bren put his hands on his knees. Cat took the bat in two hands and connected with Bren's ass with a nice resounding slap. Bren's feet didn't move but his ass turned red at once. Bren stood, Cat bent over. Bren's swat was just a little harder and the two boys had matching red butts. It continued that way through the ten sets. Each swat a little harder than the one before. But even at the tenth hits with beet red buns neither boy moved his feet an inch or gave a hint of any pain.

I got up from my chair and got a bamboo pole from the wall and had the two boys stand next to each other. I started with their backs, letting their asses recover, ever so slightly mind you. I cris-crossed both backs. It was amazing the competition between the two slave boys. Neither wanting to be the first to show any reaction, resistance, pain. And neither boy was in perfect shape. Scabs on Bren's back reopened and blood flowed. There were trickles of blood on Cat's back but I couldn't tell if it was Bren's blood or his own. I knew what torture on the body a misused rack could cause.

There are other places like this in the city, but I come here because I know Captain Morgan takes care of his slaves. Gives them proper food, rest and medical care and as Cat says will ban someone who takes it a step to far. After all, an out of service boy doesn't bring in any money. To tell you the truth my arm was still tired from the previous week and after only fifteen minutes I dropped the cane. Both backs and asses were a mass of lines, red streaks and welts. I admired my handiwork, and then raked my nails down each boys back.

For that they screamed.

For that I appreciated, and yes loved them.

"Look at each other," I said.

They turned and faced each other.

"Sixty-nine, don't shoot just sixty-nine." They started to lay down on the floor. "No, get on the bed. You both deserve the comfort."

"Yes master," they said.

I don't know if they thought I wouldn't notice but they held hands going up. They kissed, they kissed tenderly. Like they meant it. Love among the slaves? It's happened stranger places. It's amazing that boys who have lived the lives they had even knew how to feel that kind of emotion. As they kissed they stroked each other's cock into hardness. At some unspoken signal their lips and hands separated and Bren turned around and slowly licked and swallowed Cat's cock.

It wasn't until Bren's nose reached Cat's pubic hair that Cat inhaled the younger boy's thick rod. I watched them, stroking my own thick, long cock. I watched them get lost in their passion. I knew the chances were that both boys would shoot despite my instructions and I wouldn't care. Wouldn't even punish them for it. We had a long night ahead of us and there would be other opportunities for me to make them cum. I watched them suck each other, hands caressing the others butts gently. Gently they stroked the still sore cheeks reaching up to the marked backs. Faster and faster they sucked, heads bobbing down and up and down. After I don't know how long, didn't care how long it was so fucking hot watching these two slave lovers go at it. They bucked and I could see the cum seeping from each boy's mouth. They continued sucking each other dry.

When they finished they got out of bed and walked to me and prostrated themselves in front of me. "Forgive us," they said together, "for disobeying your orders."

"Get up you two, you think I couldn't tell you really cared for each other, that this wasn't a performance for me."

They stood and smiled as they held each others hands. "Thanks sir," Cat said, "we are lovers just don't get to many chances to, well you know the rules as well as I do."

"I know, but the two of you are with me now and I approve." I brought Bren's and Cat's mouths to mine and as we kissed I tasted each of the boy's cum mixed with his lover's saliva. Now boy cum alone is one of the best tastes in the world, boy cum warmed in his lover's mouth is even better.

I intended to use the rack on Bren because I didn't think Cat was ready for it. But I needed to do something more before I started fucking both their asses, and I was going to shoot in both tonight.

"Can I ask a favor sir?" Cat asked.

I nodded.

"Can you put me on the rack?"

"What, are you sure? You don't have to for me."

Cat nodded. "I have to know I can go back on and I don't want anything to 3;"

"I understand, yes." Cat climbed up and stretched out. I hooked him up and told Bren to start tightening it up.

"Slowly Bren and stop when it's taut but not too tight."

"Yes sir."

"Sir, I need."

"Shut up Cat."

"Forgive me master."

"I know what you need and you'll get it, but gradually."

He remained silent as Bren tightened it. I could see him grimace right before Bren stopped.

"One more notch Bren."

"Yes Sir." Bren clicked it once more and looked at me.

"Come here Bren." Bren came and I brought his mouth to mine and as we kissed I let my hands trace the lines on his back. Old, from last week, today's. Each mark got me hotter, he was getting me so hot just being there in my arms. He was more than just going through the motions, no wonder these two were lovers, they enjoyed this, they enjoyed the sex. I broke the kiss. "Kneel."

He knelt before me and looked up. "Blow me, I want to cum all over your face. And it wont take long you hot boy." He smiled and licked his lips. Gave my cock a tongue bath and slowly went down on me. I didn't know if Cat could see us but I really didn't care, I knew he could hear. Bren completely deep throated me and slowly.

"Oh fucking yeah, oh shit," I moaned, "oh yeah, oh yeah." He pulled off and stroked once and a huge load of cum coated his face, dripping down from his hair and eyes to his cheeks, mouth, neck and chest. He wiped his chin fingers and licked them and smiled.

"As you wish master."

"Bren, you are so hot."

"Thank you master."

I helped him up off his knees and walked over to Cat on the rack.

"Tighten him one more and have him clean your face. Get my cum from around your eyes." Both boys smiled. Cat winced as the rack tightened another couple of inches. When Bren put his face in front of the stretched boy Cat stuck his tongue out and started licking Bren's face and swallowing my cum. I was getting hard again just watching. I walked besides Bren and started cleaning my cum off his chest, wiped some off with my fingers and stuck two up his butt. They slipped easily past his experienced sphincter and all the way up his hole. I whispered into Bren's ear. "You've got a hot ass, release Cat one notch."

Bren nodded. I could see Cat stiffen as Bren reached for the handle. Even if I had wanted to tighten it I would have canceled it, the relief on Cat's face when he felt the pressure ease on his arms and legs was evident.

"Thank you sir," Cat said.

We stood in silence watching him relax. My fingers still playing inside Bren's ass. "Another two."

"Yes sir," Bren said with a smile. There was audible relief from Cat as the pressure really began to ease off his limbs. His body was fully supported by the table.

"How you feeling Cat?"

"It's OK, it isn't were it should be. Thank you sir, now I know I can face this again."

"That's good, we'll wait another couple of minutes before we release the last few notches. Half your problem was the asshole released all the tension at once, didn't give your body time to readjust."

"I appreciate that sir."

I worked a third finger into Bren's chute. Took my other hand and tweaked his nipples, twisting them as I pinched. He moaned and squeezed my fingers inside. I could sense his cock getting harder. "Slowly release him the rest of the way."

There wasn't much but Bren took his time after I removed my fingers. I walked to the other side of the table and Bren and I released him from the rack.

"Carry him to the bed Bren."

"I can walk," Cat said.

"No," I said.

"I've got to be able to do this myself."

I nodded, "Walk next to him Bren."

"Yes sir."

Cat walked over fine but needed a little help to get up on the bed. I climbed up with them. They started kissing and touching each other's bodies. Bren and I massaging Cat

"Bren and I should be doing this to you, not to me," Cat said.

"Who is the master here boy?"

"You are sir."

"Then I'll do what I'll fucking want. I'm going to fuck the two of you soon enough. Don't worry about that."

Cat smiled. Bren leaned over and our lips, mouths, tongues met as we continued to work over Cat's body. I whispered into Bren's ear.

"Do you want to fuck him?"

Bren's eyes lit up as he nodded, "Can I really?"

"Yes, make love to your love. I'll watch, when you two are done I'll make love to you."

I walked away from the edge of the bed and Bren leaned down and the two slave boys' lips met. Cat looked quizzically at Bren. "Our master says I can fuck you. Do you want that Cat?"

"You know I do Bren. Put my legs over your shoulders so I can watch you."

"You sure that wont hurt too much?"

"Just do it lover."

Bren raised his boyfriends legs over his shoulders and slowly, carefully his cock up the boy's love canal. It's amazing sometimes watching boy whores fuck. A lot of time they'll do a quick pace to get it over with, make the client happy. Other times they try out tricks they've learned on the job. With Bren and Cat it wasn't sex, it was love. As Bren's cock slowly stroked Cat's insides he played with Cat's body, kissed his mouth and in all too short a time filled Cat's ass with boy seed. Bren slowly slipped out of Cat and lowered Cat's legs. Their lips met and stayed together.

Finally I got up and walked over. It became a three way kiss-a-thon.

"Sir, fuck me," Bren said, "I know your ready and I want it."

"You'll have it then." I raised Bren to a doggy position and my cock which had never been longer and thicker slipped past his sphincter with only a moments resistance. Once I was all the way in I took a moment to catch my breath. Cat took the opportunity to slide underneath Bren and take Bren's cock into his mouth. Bren lowered his head and started licking Cat's cockhead. It was so hot watching them. I started fucking Bren's ass with long solid strokes. I didn't know if it was going to last but I didn't care watching Cat suck Bren and Bren's tongue lap out at the tip of Cat's cock. I started picking up the pace, going faster and harder. When Bren finally took Cat's head in his mouth it was too much for me and I went over the edge filling Bren's ass with my seed. I kept stroking even after I was finished, watching him suck his love, his love suck him. After another five minutes before Cat shot and I could see the slave boy's sperm ooze back down his cock. We kept on stroking and sucking before Bren came a third time that session.

It was then that we collapsed on the bed. One hot sexy boy on each side of me and we slept. For a little while. Then we played again, but that's for another time.

The End