Unikue

Boy Vignettes
Third set

Simon has been agonizing over what happened to his best friend and lover.

Part A: Simon

Simon walked down the street with his father Marcus, he was pondering where his friend Nathan had gone. Nathan was not only his best friend, but was also truly his intimate partner. The two red heads had been close ever since they moved into the same neighbourhood five years ago. They did everything together.

Marcus spoke softly to his son, "Simon, I know you miss Marcus, and you don't understand what has happened to him. I might be able to find out for you."

"Dad, if there was anyway I could see him again, I would want to be right next to him doing whatever he is doing," Simon exclaimed. His had sorrow for his loss, but excitement of the possibility of seeing his friend again. Ironically, the two boys were only a few days apart in birthday.

The two walked for a ways, into the downtown area, and his father started going down an alleyway. There was a sign that said Bibunto with a small martini glass next to it. They walked up to a wicket and Marcus passed a card into the woman, and she scanned it. "Everything is ready for you, Mr. Smith," she said.

So Marcus and Simon went in to private change room, and Marcus said, "Simon, we have to take off our clothes. I want you to see something." So Marcus started undressing, and Simon thought 'Why not' and just exposed his penis to his father for the first time in years. So father and son walked out the back of the change room nude, and approached a door that had written on it Effundunto with an image of a faucet running water next to it. They opened the door and Simon was shocked by what he saw.

There were about twenty boys sitting on their knees naked. He couldn't tell who they were because they each had a cloth covering their heads. But each of them had their hands chained down to their penises which were almost all soft. Each boy had a number on their chest. They walked to a spot that had no boy in it, but was next to another.

"Simon, I want you to see what these boys feel. I want you to kneel like they do in this spot," Marcus said.

"Why dad?" he asked.

"Just do it, son," he said slightly annoyed.

So the naked boy got on the indents in the floor, his knees hit a padded area. His toes went into a smaller hole which triggered some restraints. His legs were locked in like the other boys. His father put a metal ring around his cock and balls, and handcuffed his hands to it. He couldn't masturbate, but he could feel his balls.

"Simon, this is what happened to Nathan," his father said to tears from his son. Marcus pulled the cloth from over the boy next to him, and Simon was shocked.

It was Nathan!

Part B: Nathan

You kneel on the padded surface, that you have been for four days. Ever since your father brought you here. Why did your father bring you here, and why are you chained here? You hear some voices nearby, it sounds familiar. But the cloth blocks your eyes. Your hands feel your penis, ever soft. A man lifts the cloth from your head, but before you can see who it is, your mouth is filled with a large cock.

You are forced to massage the giant intruder, your gag reflex all but gone in the last few days. The man continues to speak, "This is what he was brought here for, and you will be as well. Ah!" You start to feel where your balls used to be just as the man fills your mouth and throat with thick seed bearing cum. The day your father brought you here, had you stripped, they cut off your balls. You still can feel the pain.

The man pulled out his cock, and you look up. It was Simon's father! He moves over to the boy next to you, and starts doing the same thing. Wait a sec, there was no boy next to you, so you look over. It is Simon. Enjoying the cum of his father.

At least there is something you get to share in this place.

On the first day of spring the jeunes of the République become a boy.

28 Ventôse 2135 – 13:20

Every date listed is based on the months of the French Republican Calendar and there are a few words that are french. The understanding is that these words are used to identify certain aspects of this society while still telling the story in English. There is a significance to the date. You are welcome to guess.

Julian was a jeune like any other in the République approaching his eighth year, he was about to become a boy. Like children of any other era, the children of the République always want to feel older than they are, so the jeunes couldn't wait for 1 Germinal – the first day of spring.

His parents were so proud of him, he has the best grades among all the jeunes and think he will work even harder as a boy. They started putting out feelers for maîtres back in Frimaire.

He was on the side lines of the soccer match contemplating what would happen in those three days hence. M. Geniale had agreed to take him on as his maître. He felt his neck and plainly felt the plastic collar he got in his fourth year. It would be replaced by a solid metal collar befitting a boy.

Of course the collar isn't the only thing, he would have to get M. Geniale's brand on his bum. He felt his bare skin where it would probably go, it was smooth. At least they wouldn't be doing anything with his dick.

The soccer coach called Julian out and the boy ran out and continued the game which would end in another hour.

30 Ventôse 2135 – 19:35

Barbara looked at her youngest son, he had grown up so fast! "Julian, can you be brave tomorrow?" she asked in her kind voice. "Mom, I'll do my best!" he softly said. Barbara started to rub his belly and working her way down to his genitals. It always relieved his stress and he started laughing. She turned off the lights and let him sleep.

1 Germinal 2135 – 09:30

Julian was happy to be at the selection festival, it was where maîtres would formally commit to be the legal Propriétaire of a boy. M. Geniale was present and he had committed to five boys this year, and the four boys plus Julian were led over to the Chevalet. The jeunes were in their birthday suits as always, not a single one of them had ever worn clothing. Their wrists were tied to the Chevalet and each winched up so they were hanging in midair.

The engraver examined the bottom of each jeune and gave each of them a slap before cleaning it with an alcoholic wipe. A red hot iron bearing the mark of M. Geniale was placed upon Julians ass. It steamed as he screamed the scream of a boy.

The iron was put back on the fire for a moment while the engraver did a quick tattoo of Julian's registration number on his left butt.

The iron was hot again, so the next jeune became a boy. It continued until all of them had screamed their screams of becoming a boy.

The boys had their number written on their breast as well, so they can be identified front or back. A final task was removing their plastic collars and replacing it. M. Geniale had paid extra for gold plated tungsten collars with a little bit of padding. They would always feel their collars but would never be scraped by them.

Before being let down the engraver spanked each boy really hard five times on their hurting bums. They were balling their eyes out, but that is what the festival is meant to do. Its a hard thing for children to become boys.

After they were let off, their collars were chained to each other and let over to a van with a large cage in the back. They were all tied down, and taken too the Chateau de Geniale.

It was a miserable ride for all five boys, they were now sitting on the bum that just fifteen minutes before had been branded. None of them had the remotest idea what branding really was, only that they wanted it because that was how you became a boy.

1 Germinal 2135 – 13:30

The boys had arrived at their destination, the Chateau de Geniale. Chained again, they were brought into a white room with a big bay window overlooking a beautiful Lac de Conestogo. In front of the window was a table with five identical protrusions.

Julian was first, his chain connecting him to the gang was released. He was brought over to one of the protrusions and M. Geniale lifted him up and started putting the protrusion into his bum. Julian of course protested and screamed at the penetration.

But M. Geniale was insistant. He said, "If you want, I can remove these," the man flicked Julian's testicles.

He was afraid, "I don't want to be a slave!"

So Julian didn't give M. Geniale anymore trouble when he put the boy onto the protrusion. In fact, neither did any of the boys. The boys were each given ear phones and locked down onto their phallic companions.

The man started playing some pleasant music with some nice treble, but very soon he cranked up the bass. It reverberated through each of their bodies from the subwoofer that was now penetrating their rectum.

53. The Good Son and the Friend

David was on the bed naked beside his equally nude father. The eleven year old would normally have a crazy hard cock if his father hadn't locked it in a rubber sleeve. But unlike him, his father was hard.

"Davy, get to work!" his father demanded, pointing had his hard cock. The circumcised penis was not unusual to David but of course no parent today would dream of circumcising their son, but back when his father was young it was common.

David grabbed his father's seven incher [18 cm] and started to stroke it. His father said, "Yeah thats more like it, suck it!" So David started putting his mouth over his father's cock and lubricating it while he went all the way down on it.

He was fairly skilled at this, because he had been doing it for over a year. He didn't like it at first, but eventually got used to it. As soon as he started sucking his father's cock, his father locked up his own. So he was always somewhat horny.

He deep throated a few times and his father exclaimed an unintelligble exuberance when his mouth and throat were coated in his seed. David was sure to swallow it all, or else his father would give him a good whipping.

His father told him, "Sit on the bed, I have something special for you." So David sat on the edge of the bed with his back to his father. His father grabbed something from the night stand and came over to him, he felt something cold touch his neck and his father closed it around his neck.

"Davy, this is your new collar!" his father said as it beeped and two prongs protruded into his neck.

"Dad, you made me a slave?!?" David asked incredulously.

"I have wanted to do this for a few months now, but I needed to save up the registration fee. Don't bother putting on those clothes, you won't need them now. But I do have one other thing I would like to do. Lay on the bed on your stomach."

David did as his father asked. His father grabbed a tube of lube and put it against David's ass and squeezed a bunch in. His father got on top of him and his hard cock was right at David's Doorway, "Please no father!"

His father slapped his head, "Don't speak to me like that slave! Now that you are a slave, this is now completely legal!" He finished his last word and plunged into his son. David screamed at the huge cock entering his anus.

"Scream slave scream!" his father yelled as he at least ejaculated into his slave's ass. His dad pulled out of the him, and no sooner was there a self taping plug drilling up his ass.

His father put a chain onto his collar and led him downstairs to a cage and threw him in. "You might as well rest for a few hours, I need to make an appointment to get you branded!"

David cried for over an hour by the time his father came back. The stronger man pulled the boy out of the cage and cuffed his arms and hobbled his legs. He was marched out to the truck where another cage was in the bed of the truck. His neighbour and friend Timothy was already naked in the truck. Only in his case, he wasn't wearing anything over his cock.

The two boys were gagged and David's father drove them to the nearest processing centre.

It was a rough ride down to the processing centre, of course the two boys didn't know they were going there. But arrive they did, and his father took him out and chained Timothy's collar to his, and they marched inside.

His dad handed the man a card, and said, "Mark and Cut x2" to the man that was just about to grab the lead from his dad.

The two naked boys were lead down to a weird chair where they were tied down to and their legs spread apart. David was immediately unlocked from his cock sleeve, and for the first time in a year his cock was rock hard.

"You have a real excited one there!" the man said, "its too bad."

The man grabbed a scalpel and cut David's bag. He was screaming into his gag, but the man kept cutting. The two testicles came free, the excess bag was removed, and the erectile tissue was rendered useless. At that moment, the man pressed a button and some heating elements under his bum flash heated and marked his bottom and his penis lost any rigidity it had just gained – forever.

Timothy saw what went on and was agitated, but his bonds were sufficient to hold him. His bag was cut as easily as David's and bum maked with the same marks.

The two slaves were let up and chained up to a post where the man started wacking their bottoms with a cane. The defeated slaves were brought out to their master's truck and they were driven home.