A Trial of Strength

A TRIAL OF STRENGTH - PART 381 By Rob Williams

CHAPTER 381 – "TYLER LEARNS TO TAKE IT & GIVE IT"

IN THIS CHAPTER:

The handsome mechanic Pablo teaches his nervous new boy Tyler how to surrender his ass to a man for the first time. Tyler resists until he hears Pablo say, "Relax, kiddo, you made it. I'm inside you, all the way inside." Then Tyler gets more training from the high-spirited young Eddie. "Dude, there's whole a lot of sex goes on in this tribe, so you gotta be good at it. And I'm the expert. So let's get started."

************ In the previous chapter *************

The new boy Tyler had literally dropped into the tribe's world. The senior men and their boys were guests of Uncle Mike in his Palm Springs home and as part of the festivities the Hispanic muscle-hunk Miguel was being topped by Pablo, the adopted son of the leader Randy.

Unseen by them Tyler had watched surreptitiously, hidden in a tree, but the branch he was on had broken and Pablo had hauled Tyler out of the bushes. From that point on the shy, freckle-faced kid had been seen by the tribe as a potential boy for Pablo.

Pablo, a handsome young Mestizo, had grown up from the boss's boy into a hot young stud in his own right who now worked, usually shirtless, as the construction company's head mechanic. And Randy judged that Pablo had matured to the point where he should have a boy of his own.

But Tyler was a total rookie. He had never even touched a man sexually up to now, secluding himself in a tiny apartment, jerking off to his collection of porn videos. Pablo had murmured to himself, "Jesus Christ, the kid's a virgin," and realized that his introduction into the tribe would be a delicate matter. So he sought advice from Dr. Steve, Randy's brother and the tribe's psychologist.

"So let me get this straight," Steve had said. "The kid dropped in on you guys when he fell out of a tree watching you. A case of when the bough breaks the cradle will fall', right? Cos I understand he's real timid and reclusive. A kid like that you gotta handle carefully, it's a lot for him to take in.

"Your pal Darius suggested Tyler should be thrown in at the deep end of the sexual pool, and I'm inclined to agree. I think the boy needs to have his eyes opened to all the stuff you horny guts get into, all the fucking and sucking that goes on there, and see his reaction. Like a kid in a candy store who gets to eat all the candy he wants ... some kids will get sick and throw up, and others just get a taste for it and want more and more."

As it turned out Tyler fit the latter category. The more sex he witnessed the larger his appetite became. In short order he watched Pablo take Darius's 10-inch dick up his ass, he saw the twins make love to each other and watched the cop Mark fuck his surfer-boy Jamie. And in every case Tyler willingly joined in at the end.

Pablo was impressed by the boy's reaction to all this but said, "Listen, kid, there's something else I want you to do. So far you've met the men and senior boys, but I gotta make sure you get along OK with the junior boys too. One of them, Eddie, is coming out to join us and I want you to meet him.

The talkative, effervescent young Eddie took to Tyler right away. "OK, kiddo, there's a whole bunch of stuff I gotta explain. See, dude, I'm what you'd call the senior of the junior boys, if that makes sense. You'll meet the others if Pablo decides you're the guy for him. And a lot of it depends on sex.

"Word on the grapevine is that you've already sucked Pablo's dick and I'm sure you did an OK job. But here's what you've got to know. I myself, Eddie, am the undisputed best cocksucker in the tribe – in the whole fucking state. With me it's an art form and I have given lessons to all the boys in the tribe. I'll do the same for you cos you must abso-fucking-lutely know how to service your master, dude. Pablo especially. If he decides to take you on you'll spend a bunch of time on your knees cos he loves to get sucked off while Darius is fucking him up the ass.

"You haven't met my big stud Marine, Hassan. When he gets home, especially when he's been on maneuvers, he's always hot and sweaty and the first thing he wants is my mouth round his cock. I give it to him good and that's why he loves me ... well, I think he loves me for a bunch of other reasons too, but ..." He was interrupted by a sound he recognized of a jeep pulling up outside. He leapt to his feet as Hassan came in and they met in the middle of the lawn.

Tyler was stunned. The tall, muscle-god Marine was straight out of a porn fantasy, with his dark-skinned, exotic Arab/Asian look – square jaw, high cheek bones, slanted dark eyes and thick black hair. He wore military fatigue pants and combat boots, a sweat-stained khaki tank-top stretched over his sculpted chest, his shirt slung over his shoulder. He hugged Eddie tight, and when he finally released him Eddie slid down on his knees before him.

Tyler watched awestruck as Eddie set out to prove his boast, driving the muscular soldier wild as he worked his cock with his expert mouth. It was a master class on how to suck dick and Eddie used every one of the techniques in his considerable bag of tricks.

Hassan had been in the testosterone-heavy company of Marines in combat maneuvers – hot, sweaty and racing with adrenaline. And now Eddie was giving him much needed release – which soon came. The soldier's pecs and abs flexed, his face thrashed wildly and he howled, "Here it comes, boy. Drink it ... swallow your master's juice."

When it was over Eddie beckoned to Tyler who came and knelt beside him. Eddie carefully touched the head of the soldier's cock with his tongue in that teasing post-orgasm action that sent a man into a pain/pleasure ecstasy. While he teased the cock Eddie pushed Tyler's face down to the balls and he sucked on them as Eddie had done.

As the boys worked on him, one on his cock, the other his balls, Hassan yelled, "You're fucking milking my dick and my nuts. Damn, you're making me ... I can't take it ... fuck ... fuuuck ...!" Hassan spurted more cum, this time straight into the faces of the two boys at his feet while they shot their own loads over the soldier's muddy boots.

Eddie broke into irrepressible laughter, got to his feet and pulled Tyler up beside him. "Sir, this is my new friend Tyler. He might be Pablo's new boy, probably, maybe ... it depends."

"Hey Tyler," Hassan smiled. "Do you always go round with jizz on your face?"

"All the time," Eddie answered for him. "At least since he's been here."

Suddenly Tyler felt a hand on his shoulder and heard Pablo say, "Great show, Hassan. But now I have to take this boy away for a while ... I need to talk to him. Come with me kid."

There was a tone in Pablo's voice that frightened Tyler as he followed him into the house. They went into the bedroom where Pablo looked him straight in the eye. "Kid, when you came out of Mark's room with jizz splashed on your face you looked real sexy. And just now, watching you get sprayed by the Marine, that made me hard. And I'm still hard."

"Do you want me to suck your cock, sir?"

"No, I don't. Look kid, I like you, and I think you'd be a great boy for me. But there's one other thing I need to know. You've seen how guys fuck – you watched Darius butt-fuck me, then the twins fuck each other, and Mark plough Jamie. Now I wanna get my rocks off – in your ass."

Tyler felt a surge of panic. "You mean, push your dick in my ass? Sir, I don't think I can ...I've never ... your cock is so big and my ass has never ... I don't think ..." His eyes filled with tears.

"This is a deal breaker, kid. If you wanna be my boy you have to take my rod up your ass. Now it's your choice. Do you want to be my boy or not?"

"More than anything in the world, sir, but ..."

"No buts. Get on the bed."

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When Tyler took his clothes off he was trembling so hard he fumbled clumsily tugging his T-shirt over his head, then got the zip of his shorts stuck in his underwear. He blushed deeply from embarrassment and fear. And although Pablo put up a fierce front, his heart went out to the boy and he softened.

He held Tyler's chin and said, "Look at me, kid. Now, one thing you have to learn is that a boy always trusts his master ... and a master never hurts his boy unless he's punishing him. You're probably intimidated by me but that don't mean I'm gonna hurt you. Now, I'll ask you one more time ... do you really want to be my boy?"

"Yes, sir," Tyler said in a tone of desperation, "more than anything."

"Right, so the first thing I have to do is fuck you in the butt ... so let me help you get these clothes off." He tugged down Tyler's shorts and stood back appraising the naked new boy. "Turn around ... let's get a look at that butt."

Tyler obeyed and Pablo said, "Mm, not bad ... not bad at all. We'll improve it with plenty of squats in the gym but even now it is very fuckable. So get on the bed, on your back, and try to relax." Trying to overcome his nervousness the boy did as he was told and watched with a combination of fear and awe as Pablo pulled off his T-shirt and paced round the bed in beltless jeans, just as Tyler had been told Pablo looked at work as a mechanic on the construction site.

Tyler's eyes now followed the shirtless young mechanic around and, despite his nerves, his cock reared up at full mast. Pablo knew just what he was doing. He realized that a first-time fuck would be painful for the boy so the boy had to really want it, and the more Tyler watched him the more he craved it, even though it scared him to death.

He gasped as Pablo stepped on the bed and stood towering over him stroking his own chest. "You like that, boy?"

"Y ..." he was panting heavily ... "Yes, sir. A whole lot."

"Good. And this too?" Slowly Pablo unbuttoned his jeans and pulled out his long, semi-hard dick. He dropped his jeans and stood naked astride the boy, his dick swinging between his legs high above Tyler's awestruck face.

"`Course, what I should really do is tie you down to the bed, but that would only make you panic and I need you to relax all you can. We'll get into bondage back in the city. You've probably seen guys get tied up in your porn videos, so how does the thought of that grab you?"

Tyler gulped. "It makes me wanna cum, sir."

"Yeah well that's another thing, you don't bust your load until I say you can. But first things first. My dick's gotta be rock hard when it spears your ass, and whenever there's a boy around that's his job. So get ready kid." Pablo fell forward and braced his arms stiff on the bed above Tyler's head so his cock was swinging inches from his face. "You already sucked my dick yesterday, boy, so you know what to do."

Tyler opened his mouth wide and Pablo lowered his cock into it, sliding it gently to the back of the throat. The first time he had face-fucked Tyler the boy had choked desperately but this time he barely gagged and even relaxed his throat muscles as the stiffening cock moved in his mouth. Tyler remembered watching his new friend Eddie, the expert cocksucker, work the Marine's cock, and he tried to clench his throat round Pablo's thick shaft.

It took no time for Pablo to get a full erection and he pulled out of his mouth. He got on his knees and eased himself back until he was kneeling between the boy's legs. "OK, kid. Now for the main event. Usually us guys use spit, if that, but as this is your first time I'll go easy on you and lube you up."

He dipped his fingers into a jar of lube by the bed and rubbed them lightly against his ass. The hole puckered up immediately and Tyler moaned in anticipation of getting fucked. "Jesus, you're tight as a drum," Pablo said. "Trouble is your reflex is to tense up. Now look at me and think of me as your master while I loosen you up down there."

Tyler stared up at the chiseled Mestizo features, at the black hair falling over his eyes that had the trace of a smile. And it worked. Focused on Pablo's face he relaxed a little and he allowed Pablo's greasy fingers to push gently in his ass. Pablo remembered how, years ago, Randy had first fucked him, how scared he had been and how much it hurt at first – until it didn't.

"That's better kiddo. Relax that ass ... if you can take two fingers you can take my cock. Let's give it a try." Pablo pushed the boy's legs back and looked down at his butt. He was strangely moved by the sight of the downy light-brown tufts of hair round the hole and felt the first pangs of love for this vulnerable, needy young kid.

"OK, look into my eyes and take deep breaths. Don't be scared. I'll never take you over your pain threshold." He pressed the head of his dick against his hole and Tyler raised his arms defensively and put his palms of Pablo's chest. "That's OK, you can do that if it makes you feel safer. Here we go, kiddo. Very gently Pablo eased his hips forward and felt his cock pass over the sphincter. But instantly Tyler tensed up, pushed at Pablo's chest and groaned urgently, "No ... no ... I can't ... it hurts so bad ... take it out, sir ... please, I can't."

Pablo pulled out and said soothingly, "That's OK, that's OK, Tyler. I expected that the first time. But I could feel your ass relax until you panicked. We're gonna go again and this time I want you to tell me you love me."

Again he pushed his cock against the hole and it slid slowly inside as Tyler moaned, "I love you, sir. I love you." The cock stopped and gently massaged his prostate, making Tyler say louder and louder, "I love you, sir. I love you ... aah ... aah ... aaagh!" Suddenly Tyler's cock was blasting semen all over himself, he was yelling, "No ... no ..." And then there was silence as everything went dark.

A few seconds later he opened his eyes and looked up in a daze at Pablo's smiling face. "Tyler, Tyler, you OK, boy?"

"It hurts, sir."

"Kiddo, I'm inside you. My cock is all the way in your ass. Look at me, take deep breaths and relax your ass."

The pain lessened and then Tyler became aware of the cum all over his stomach. "Oh, did I ...? I came, sir ... I'm sorry, sir, you told me not to but ..."

"Hey, hey, cool it kid, it's OK. I'm glad you did `cos it shows how much you want it. Reach up and touch me." Tyler again pressed his hands on Pablo's chest and dug his fingers into his pecs. The pain in his ass turned to ... something else, something he had never felt before.

"How does it feel now, with your master's rod inside you, eh?"

"Sir ... it feels ... oh, don't pull out sir ... it feels ... are you really inside me, sir?"

"Almost all the way, boy. I think you're ready for this." Very tenderly Pablo pulled slowly back, paused, then eased back in, his cock gently sliding against the tender membrane of the boy's ass. "You feel that, kiddo? Fell how good it is when your master fucks you? That's how a master makes love to his boy – it's as close as two men can get. And I tell you something else ... I can make you shoot another load. You want that, don't you?"

"Yes please, sir." Tyler felt a warmth suffusing his body. It felt that every part of him was tingling with ... with a joy he had never felt before. As Pablo smiled down at him he saw tears fill the boy's eyes and run down his cheeks. Pablo had never felt as much of a man as he did now ... not swinging his fists, not yelling in anger, but quietly showing a shy boy how to love.

He gradually increased the tempo until he was moving steadily in and out of the boy's ass, checking with him all the time ... "How you doing, kiddo. Feel good ...?"

Tyler rewarded him with a smile of such happiness that it transformed his freckled face and once again Pablo felt a pang of love ... more than love, a mix of affection and tenderness that roused all his protective instincts. "Your ass feels good, kiddo. I could get real used to this."

"I love it, sir. I love you, sir. Does ... does this mean I can be your boy?"

"Sure feels like it, kiddo," Pablo grinned. "Tell you what," he added playfully, "you bust another load of jizz and it's a deal. Grab hold of your dick, boy, and stroke it while I fuck you."

Tyler did as ordered and Pablo leaned forward and braced his hands on the bed beside the boy's face. Tyler discovered that if he pounded his cock hard every last trace of pain and fear faded from his ass as he focused on the man above him, on the beautiful man he loved ... on his new master! That man was his whole world now and, stripped of inhibitions, he moaned, "Oh yeah, fuck me, sir. Fuck your boy ... I can cum again sir. Please let me cum again."

By now Pablo's cock was a piston in the boy's ass and he said, "You cum when I do, kid – master and boy together. You ready ... here it comes, boy ... get ready to feel a man's jizz in your ass for the first time. Yeah ... fuck ... fuck ... here it comes ... yeaahhh!"

For the first time ... the first of many ... the master and his new boy came at the same time. Tyler lost control and howled as he watched Pablo's head rear back and his muscles flex, and he felt his master's juice pouring inside while Tyler pounded his own cock to a gushing climax.

Tyler had cum countless times watching porn but he had never had an orgasm like this. In a trance he gazed up at the man he now worshipped, his master, the first man ever to make love to him and fuck him in the ass. His emotion was so overwhelming that he started to sob ... with joy and a sense of release, as if his previous little life had expanded and changed forever."

"Don't cry, kid. It's all good ... you're safe now ... you have me." Pablo bent down, licked the tears from his boy's cheeks, then pressed their mouths together in a passionate, tongue-searching kiss. When at last he pulled back he smiled and gently eased his cock out of the boy's ass. Tyler winced at the jolt of pain when it came out, but a smile soon returned.

Pablo lay beside him on his side, propped up on his elbow. Holding the boy's chin, he pulled his face toward him. Pablo clearly recalled what Randy had once said to him when he first became his boy, and repeated it now. "So here's the deal, kiddo. As my boy you will obey me always, do what I tell you to, learn from me and love me. In return I will take care of you, protect you and watch you grow into manhood as Randy did for me."

"Yes, sir ... thank you, sir."

"And here's lesson number one, the first of many. I am the boss's son and a senior boy, so any boy of mine has to walk with pride. I'll show you how as we go out and confront the tribe."

Pablo jumped off the bed and pulled Tyler up beside him. Tyler reached down for his swim trunks but Pablo said, "No, kid, I said pride, and the confidence to show the world exactly what we are. You're with me now, and that makes all the difference." Pablo grabbed the trunks and hung them round Tyler's neck. "There, a bit like a collar – the perfect boy." Pablo threw his arm over Tyler's shoulder and walked outside.

The whole group was still sitting round the big table in the shade of a tree by the pool – Uncle Mike, Randy, Bob, Mark, Zack, Hassan and their boys. They all knew that something major was going down inside the house and now looked on as Pablo and Tyler emerged and stood on the lawn facing them, each of them buck naked, Tyler with his trunks round his neck and cum running down his bare chest.

"Gentlemen," Pablo shouted. "It gives me great pleasure and pride to introduce to you my new boy Tyler." He grasped Tyler's wrist and raised his arm high in a jubilant gesture that brought cheers, applause and whistles from the group. Tyler blushed deeply but maintained a confident smile, determined to display the pride Pablo had encouraged.

"Which means," Pablo continued, "that with the approval of you guys Tyler will become a member of the tribe."

The irrepressible Eddie rushed from the table and flung his arms round Tyler. I knew it, dude. I knew you'd make it. You're gonna be one of us. Dude do I have a lot to tell you! Come with me ... oh sorry. He looked to Hassan for permission and Tyler looked questioningly at Pablo, and they both received a smiling nod of approval. Tyler pulled his trunks from round his neck and put them on, and Eddie dragged him off to the pool.

Pablo went to the table. He twisted a chair round, straddled it and leaned on the back facing Randy. "So, sir. What do you think?

"I think it's about time, boy," Randy grinned. "It's what I've been training you for, and I think this kid will fit right in. Did you fuck him?"

Pablo grinned, man to man. "I sure did. Man, he was tight as a drum but I gradually opened him up and he ended up loving it."

"Sure he did," Randy said. "And you know what they say – a boy always falls in love with the first man who fucks him. So he's yours, kid, all yours. Treat him well. And when you've broken him in properly bring him to me and I'll, er, give him my blessing."

Bob rolled his eyes hearing this macho exchange, as if they were talking about breaking in a new colt. Randy then turned to talk to Zack, and Pablo looked at Bob. "Sir," he said hesitantly, all the bravado suddenly gone from his tone. Could I have a word with you, please?"

"Of course, Pablo." Bob picked two beers out of the ice chest and they ambled casually to a small table out of earshot of the others. They clinked beer bottles and Bob said, "You've done well, Pablo. You've made a great start with that boy and, if I'm any judge of character, he'll grow up well." His soft brown eyes looked directly into Pablo's. "But how do you feel, buddy?"

Pablo returned his direct gaze. "Scared, sir."

"Yes, I thought you might. But can you tell me why?"

"Sir, when Tyler first showed up like he did it was easy for me to take charge ... he was so shy and compliant and I could see he was in lust with me. But in the bedroom just now, when I taught him how to relax, how to give himself to a man and how to let a master fuck him, I ... I dunno, I saw something in his eyes.

"I mean, that shy, freckled face, so vulnerable, looking up at me like he idolized me, giving his ass to me, putting all his trust in me. He looked as if he needed me so bad, and he was ready to change his whole life for me, to follow and obey me. And, Bob, I felt something for him that came from real deep inside. And it scared me."

Bob smiled. "It's all as it should be, Pablo. You see, there are all kinds of love. There's the love a boy has for his parents, the sort you have for Randy, although yours is closer to hero worship. Then there's the romantic love a man feels for another, like you and your lover Darius. And then comes probably the strongest love of all, the love a parent feels for a child – a fierce love, a shielding kind of love where you want to take care of him and protect him. Think of a lioness who would tear another animal limb from limb to protect her cub.

"But in humans that love comes with an undercurrent of fear when a man sees what you described – the trust, the need, the vulnerability. How can a parent be worthy of that? Having a boy comes with a huge responsibility, and that can be scary. Even a man as tough and confident as Randy feels it, and the few times Randy feels out of his depth he lashes out physically with his fists."

Bob chuckled. "Huh, he was scared for so long that I would leave him – still is in a way – that he used to restrain me physically, tie me up, beat me ... it was all he knew how to do. And when you became his boy I could see how nervous he was, not sure how to treat you. Remember whenever you misbehaved how he punished you real hard? I used to wince watching that but knew I couldn't interfere.

"And now it's your turn, kiddo – you have a boy, a shy, lonely, vulnerable boy who has just found a man he can love, a man he can devote himself to, a man who will care for him. Sure it's scary. But you know what you do? Simple – you love him. You just said you felt something that came from real deep inside. Well you just described the first stirring of that deep special love of a man for a boy. And the love you feel will excite him, nurture and protect him.

"Oh sure, you'll make mistakes. We all do, and God knows Randy did, still does. He used to come to me so often and ask my advice on what he should do with you. And you can come to me too, Pablo. Any time you like."

Pablo leaned over and hugged him. "Sir, I'm so glad Randy and you found each other, and I'm honored to be your friend. So here's my first question. I just fucked Tyler for the first time and he's floating on a cloud. What comes next?"

"Hmm, my advice would be not to stifle him – don't let him cling too hard. He's got a lot of adjusting to do, and not just to you but the whole tribe, including the other junior boys who'll be his buddies. So give him free rein to get to know them. Hey, look at him and Eddie by the pool. Eddie, of course, is clattering away nineteen to the dozen and Tyler is hanging on his every word. Eddie will be great for him, so leave them alone for a while. Come on, let's go back to Randy. He'll start to think we're plotting against him or something."

Sure enough Randy said, "What were you guys cooking up over there, some new conspiracy?"

"We were just talking about what it takes to have a boy, that's all. You gotta face it, old man, your son now has a boy of his own."

"Jesus Christ, what does that make me, a fucking grandpa?"

"Something like that. Come on gramps, show me you still got it. Let's go for a swim and you can fuck me in the pool."

Bob was right that Tyler was hanging on Eddie's every word, trying to keep up with his stream of consciousness delivery, beginning with, "Dude, as the senior junior boy I'm real stoked to welcome you to the tribe. Pablo's been wanting a boy for some time and it looks like he's taken to you big time."

"Thank you, sir."

"That's the first thing – you don't have to call me sir – dude will do. See, you gotta get used to the pecking order round here. First you have the senior men ..." he counted them off on his fingers ... "There's the real senior guys here – Randy, Bob, Zack, Mark and Hassan. Then there's the Ranger Pete, the Aussie Adam, and the fireman Jason ... and the Hispanic stud Miguel who you saw getting fucked by Pablo. All of them you definitely call sir."

"Er, maybe I should be writing this down, sir ... I mean dude."

"Nah, I know it's a lot to take in and I haven't even started on the house of Dr. Steve and Lloyd, or the Grady House. And Uncle Mike you call sir' of course cos he's much older than all the rest of the tribe and everyone looks up to him – even Randy. The senior boys you should probably call `sir' too, especially Pablo, of course, and Darius, Jamie and the twins.

"But mostly you'll hang out with the junior boys. I'm the senior junior, then there's Brandon and Brian who are both in wheelchairs though you'd never know – I mean, pretty soon you don't even notice it. And Ben who looks like a hot young gypsy `cos he's Randy's kid brother. They're all great guys and we'll have a lot of fun." For the first time Eddie paused for breath. But not for long.

"Anyway, like I said all those names are a lot to take in but you'll get to know them. For now, all you need to know is that Pablo will probably tell you to work for me, `cos Nate and me are the housekeepers and you have experience at cleaning guys' houses. But Hassan wants me to go up in the world so stick with me, kid, and I'll take you with me."

Eddie lowered his voice conspiratorially. "And ... there's whole a lot of sex goes on in the tribe so you gotta be good at it, dude, and if you want instruction, I'm your man. Now, I assume that, as Pablo says you're his boy now, he must have fucked you, right? How did that go?"

"Well, I was real scared at first and he said my ass was real tight, and when he first pushed his dick inside me I panicked and told him I couldn't do it."

"Perfectly normal," Eddie said with authority. "I remember the first time Hassan butt-fucked me. I mean, can you imagine getting your ass ploughed by a big stud Marine Captain with a humongous dick? I tell you I squealed like a stuck pig the first time ... but I digress. I assume Pablo ended up fucking you and shooting his load inside you, eh?"

"Oh yeah, and I never felt anything like it. I want him to do it some more, again and again. Do you think he will?"

"Duh," Eddie laughed. "What do you think, dude? He's your master ain't he? He's gonna fuck you a lot, daily prob'ly, morning and night. But first things first. Did Pablo make you suck his dick?"

"I've done that twice and he didn't complain, but I think he's had better. I mean, I've never sucked dick before so I don't think I'm real good."

"Prob'ly not," Eddie said, "but we can fix that. Like I told you before, I am the undisputed expert. I was trained in the back room of Uncle Mike's leather bar out here, and I've given lessons to every boy in the tribe. So there's no time like the present, dude. I am about to give you the benefit of my considerable sexual experience right now. My lessons are strictly hands-on ... or mouths on, I should say."

"Oh," Tyler frowned, "if we're gonna do stuff like that, Eddie, I gotta get Pablo's permission first."

"Kid, you should know there's a rule in the tribe that you can fuck around with any of the guys in the tribe, provided you don't go outside the tribe. But, yeah, you're brand new so maybe you should check in with Pablo. Don't wanna make any rookie mistakes."

Tyler got up and walked over to the table where Pablo was living it up with the senior men, enjoying his new status as a master. They were carousing and laughing and at first didn't notice Tyler standing nervously before him. Then Pablo said, "Hey, kiddo – what's up?"

"Sir, Eddie's telling me all about the tribe, and now he wants to give me sex lessons, like how to suck dick, sir. Is that OK?"

Pablo laughed warmly. "Well you couldn't have a better teacher than Eddie, boy. What he don't know about sucking cock would fit on the back of a postage stamp. So go for it, kid. You can do anything you like with him – except one thing. Nobody butt-fucks you except me. Your ass belongs to me, OK?"'

"Yes, sir. Thank you, sir." Tyler ran back to Eddie and Bob chuckled. "Pablo, what you just said about his ass belonging to you is exactly what Randy always used to say to me."

"See, didn't I tell you?" Randy said. "A chip off the old block – like father like son. And your ass still belongs to me, Bob." He paused and frowned. "Well, maybe I've loosened up the rules a bit. Like, Mark here can fuck you, Zack too, and the other guys I guess ..."

"Face it, Randy," Mark grinned, "ownership is so last century. What most of us guys use these days to keep our men in check is love. Works for all of us. You should try it sometime."

"Fuck you man," Randy growled. Then he sputtered and broke into raucous laughter. "Dammit, give me the old days where a guy crawled out of his cave, saw what he wanted and dragged it back in by the hair."

Amid all the laughter Bob said, "See, what have I always said, guys? You can take the man out of the cave but you can never take the cave out of the man – once a troglodyte always a troglodyte."

"You'll pay for those words later, buddy," Randy growled.

"I'm counting on it," Bob teased him. "Why do you think I said it?"

"Asshole," Randy grinned, putting his arm round him.

"Well?" asked Eddie when Tyler came back to him.

"Pablo said I could do anything except get fucked. He said my ass belongs to him."

"Told you so. OK, he's given the green light for your first cock-sucking lesson so let's get started. Listen up, dude. A really good blow job all depends on what's called `edging'. That means bringing a guy to the edge of his orgasm, then backing off at the last minute. Drives a guy wild and leaves him begging for more. But you don't give him any more, not until his cock stops throbbing, then you go again – bring him to the cusp, and pull back just before he shoots."

"But what if he cums too soon by mistake?"

"Ah, see that's where the skill comes in. A real expert cocksucker such as myself can tell exactly the right moment to stop. You'll often hear a guy saying stuff like, `I'm gonna cum ... I'm gonna cum ...' but don't believe him. I know when a goy's gonna cum better than he does."

Tyler frowned, "Sounds real complicated, Eddie. I never knew there was so much to it."

"Guys don't," Eddie said wide-eyed. "That's the point. Most guys think cock-sucking is just a matter of – like the movie says – `you just put your lips together and blow.' Here, let me show you. Pull out your cock." But Tyler hesitated and looked over his shoulder at the guys sitting at a distance.

"Dude, you can't be shy about sex in this tribe. Look at what happened when Hassan came home a while ago. I sucked him off in the middle of the lawn while all the guys watched. And we got a round of applause. `Course," he preened, "I usually get applause when I suck dick."

So Tyler pulled his cock out of his swim trunks and held it shyly. "Damn, Eddie said, it's already stiff as a flagpole. Did I cause that?"

"Not exactly. It got hard just now when I talked to Pablo and it stays hard when he's close."

"Jesus, you've really fallen for the guy, ain't you? All the more reason why you've gotta learn how to service his dick – with your mouth as well as your ass. OK, now sit in that chair and pay attention." Eddie knelt down before him.

"First, it's a good idea to tease the cock like this." He flicked out his tongue and licked the head of Tyler's cock. "Lick the pre-cum, then pay special attention to the corona. That always gets them going." He licked the corona at the base of the head and Tyler gasped. "See what I mean?" Eddie grinned. Now there are various ways to go from there – there's what I call lick and lunge', or push to the pubes', or my person favorite, `breathe but don't touch'. I'll show you."

Eddie opened his mouth wide, leaned forward and lowered his mouth over the cock without touching it, and when the tip of Tyler's cock touched the back of his throat he stopped, keeping his mouth wide open, and breathed warm air over the cock. "Oh wow," Tyler gasped. "Dude I could cum just like that."

Eddie instantly pulled back. "Well, with a guy as hot to trot as you, kid, you probably would. Maybe you should stop thinking about Pablo. No, scratch that, a boy should always be thinking about his master. But what you felt was the very first signs of edging. You almost came and that makes you want it more, am I right?"

"Yes, sir ... dude ... sorry."

Right, so let me show you a few more techniques, like clench and release – drives them crazy – then pursing your lips and pulling back slowly."

And so the lesson progressed, with Eddie opening his full bag of tricks and subjecting Tyler to his first experience of edging. Time after time he was brought to the brink of orgasm but Eddie expertly pulled back just in time to stop the eruption.

Tyler was gripped by frustration and excitement. Most of his sexual experience had been jerking off to porn videos, where he beat his meat and came when he wanted to. But this was a whole new feeling. His balls were fit to burst and he could feel the sperm building up in his cock but without release. It was like cumming and not cumming, again and again.

Eddie at last pulled off and said, "See what I mean? It's all in the timing, dude. You can push a guy to the point where he's begging to cum and, when he finally does, man it's like Vesuvius erupting. OK, now you try."

They reversed positions – Eddie sitting in the chair and Tyler kneeling before him. Trying to remember everything Eddie had taught him, and in what sequence, Tyler began, clumsily at first but gaining in confidence thanks to Eddie's words of encouragement. "Good, good, that's it ... no, slower, a bit slower ... don't push, tease ... that's it."

The boy learned quickly and succeeded in bringing Eddie close to his climax several times, though the first few times Eddie had to prompt him when to back off. But gradually his instincts sharpened and he learned to sense when Eddie was close and pulled back without prompting.

"You're getting good at this, kiddo, the more you do it. Did you ever hear that thing of How do you get to Carnegie Hall?' The answer is practice, practice, practice'," Eddie chuckled.

That made Tyler laugh, he choked on Eddie's cock and had to pull off. He stared up at Eddie, his eyes shining with pleasure and gratitude. "Thanks for all your help, Eddie. You're a great teacher ... I'm learning from the best."

"You sure are," Eddie gloated, preening again. "But that's enough for now ... there's such a thing as over-rehearsing. And when you next go down on Pablo he's gonna be totally amazed."

"My jaws ache a bit but my cock still feels like I'm ready to cum. Could you suck me a bit more?"

"Dude, I could suck dick till the cows come home, or the guys cum, or whatever, but I think that would be kind of a waste of your hard-on, kiddo. There are other ways to bust your load, ya know. I mean, Pablo told you you can do whatever you want with me except get butt-fucked. So did you ever consider the other way round? Like, dude, did you ever fuck a guy?"

"No, sir ... dude ... but I know how to do it `cos I've watched hundreds of guys do it in videos and I remember exactly what Pablo did when he fucked me."

"So...?" Eddie said, his eyes wide, palms outstretched. "Don't you wanna know how Pablo feels when he's fucking you, `cos he's gonna be doin' that a whole lot?"

"Yeah, but ... I'm not sure ... I prob'ly wouldn't be much good ... "

"Dude," Eddie said impatiently, "cock-sucking ain't the only skill I teach ... I have been around the block a few times, ya know. And – now here's a question I've asked a whole lot in my young life – do you wanna fuck me?"

"Well ... I ..."

"Wait here a minute." Eddie got to his feet and ran into the house. While he was gone Tyler looked across the garden at Pablo who grinned and gave him two thumbs up. Reassured he saw Eddie come from the house and run up to him brandishing a jar of lube. "Now this ain't for me, dude, `cos if I can take Hassan's monster schlong with only spit, which I do all the time, I can sure take yours."

He looked appraisingly at Tyler's rigid cock and smiled, "Hm, that ain't bad, dude, not bad at all. It's what I call a Goldilocks cock – `not too big, not too small, but just right'. And my guess is you're a gusher just like me, especially after all that edging I gave you. So lube it up dude."

Tyler's heart was beating fast as he dipped his fingers in the lube, just as Pablo had done, and spread it over his cock. "OK, kid, we'll do it like this ..." Eddie knelt on the grass on all fours, wiggling his ass to demonstrate. "See, doggy style I can control things better even though I'm the fuckee. So if push comes to shove – if you'll pardon the expression – I can move my ass so it'll be like my ass fucking your cock.

"So kneel behind me, dude, it's real simple. You just aim your cock at my butt and drive it in. And don't hold back, you won't hurt me. Like I said, I'm Marine trained ... by a captain, no less."

Tyler eased forward on his knees and nervously pushed his cock between Eddie's ass cheeks. Eddie looked back over his shoulder and grinned, "Go for it, dude." Tyler took a deep breath and drove his rod in hard. Eddie clenched his ass round the boy's cock and Tyler shuddered and gasped out loud. The softness and heat of the ass squeezing his cock was so incredible that ... he lost his hard-on.

Shocked and embarrassed Tyler moaned, "Oh no ... I'm sorry, dude. I knew I'd be no good."

"Hey don't sweat it, kid. Happens to everyone sometimes. I myself have even ... well, we won't go into that. But when it happens to a rookie like you I have a Plan B. That's why I said doggie style was best. Don't do anything ... I know, look over at Pablo with the guys and think of his dick in your ass. Think what he must feel when he's fucking his boy."

Eddie proceeded to work his hips, moving his ass back and forth, clenching and relaxing his ass round the cock that soon went from flaccid to semi-hard. The sight of Pablo smiling at Tyler did the rest, especially when he cupped his hands round his mouth and yelled, "Yeah, fuck him, boy. Fuck that ass. Make me proud."

Proud. Tyler was the boy of the boss's son, the hot young mechanic he already idolized. Make him proud. Yeah, that's what he would do. "Yeah," he shouted, grabbed Eddie's hips, pulled his cock almost all the way out ... and plunged it in deep, making Eddie howl.

He had never felt anything like this. All the times he had jerked off, even when he had got fucked by Pablo, his cock had never felt like this – alive, on fire. He remembered the hottest video fuck scenes he had seen and stared across the garden at Pablo urging him on while Eddie howled beneath him ... and Tyler was transformed.

"Yeah," he yelled again. "Take it, man ... this is Pablo's boy, pounding ass." The shy young recluse had vanished, replaced by a boy feeling pride and confidence for the first time in his life. He was Pablo's boy ... he was part of a tribe ... he was somebody for the first time ever. And that surge of confidence fired his body and centered on his cock that had become a pile-driver, pounding the ass of his new young friend.

"Shit damn," Eddie yelled back over his shoulder, "you are something else, dude. Awesome fuck ... give it to me, boy. Let's show the big guys how their boys really fuck."

Tyler could have lost his load right away, but Eddie prolonged the show by edging Tyler once again, this time with his ass, clenching it tight, bringing him to the edge of his climax, then relaxing and preventing it. The more Eddie worked it the harder Tyler fucked and as the spectacle went on the men at the table got to their feet and cheered them on.

Losing all restraint and feeling a surge of power, Tyler looked down at Eddie's ass and slapped the cheeks as he fucked. Above the cheers of the men he heard Pablo's voice shouting, "Take him, boy ... shoot a big fucking load in his ass. Do it now, boy. Do it for me."

"I gotta cum, Eddie, for Pablo."

"Yeah, so I hear. And I gotta shoot too. So let's do it, kiddo. Let's give `em their big climax. Let them see Pablo's boy cum inside the first ass he ever ploughed. Do it now, boy. Now!"

Eddie had brought Tyler to the edge so often that the pent-up juice was straining for release and Tyler's screams pierced the air as he felt the incredible sensation of his cock erupting in Eddie's hot ass, again and again and again. He thought it would never stop, and even when he pulled out he was still pumping jizz – all over Eddie's shuddering ass.

Eddie had shot a huge pool of cum on the grass and he now looked back over his shoulder with a wide mischievous grin. "Man, you pump jizz like I do – twin gushers. We showed `em, stud, didn't we? Let's take a bow."

They scrambled to their feet and stood side by side facing the men who were giving them a standing ovation. Eddie held Tyler's wrist and they raised both arms high in a double gesture of triumph. "Listen to that applause, dude," Eddie said. "Sounds like you made it to Carnegie Hall after all. Hey, as I'm the first guy you ever fucked I gotta be your best friend, right?"

"Well," Tyler hesitated. "I dunno, after you called me Goldilocks." Then he grinned, "'Course you are, Eddie ... best friend forever."

They went to the table to receive warm hugs, Eddie from Hassan and Tyler from Pablo, as the other men looked on smiling. Uncle Mike chortled, "You know, when you guys visit here, Larry and me can always expect some kind of a show. But I never expected one of the players to be young Tyler here. Hell, kid, 24 hours ago you were falling out of a tree. And now you show us one hell of a fuck."

"Thanks to Eddie's training, sir. He sure is an expert."

"Damn right he is, and he learned everything he knows in my bar, working there as a bar-back and giving blowjobs in the back room. Now look at him, with that gorgeous hunk of a Marine wrapped round him. Hell, he has to be good to keep that horny soldier satisfied."

"Talking of the bar, sir," Larry interjected, "Isn't it about time we made tracks over there for the beer bust?"

"Damn, is that the time? Yeah guys, Larry and me have to mosey on over to bartend the beer-bust, where I'm hoping you guys can drop in later. But you should eat something first ... don't wanna drink all that booze on an empty stomach or I'll have to take your car keys away." He grinned at Randy. "And that includes you especially, you big lug."

"Don't worry, Mike," Bob said, "I'll keep the big lug in line. And the twins are setting up a buffet so there'll be food around whenever we want it. And sure, we'll drop in on your beer bust if we won't be too much of a crowd."

"Too much of a crowd?" Mike laughed. "I told you, when word goes round that you guys are there trade doubles, and the sound of that cash register is music to my ears. Come on, Larry, let's go tend bar."

After they left, the twins pressed Tyler into service again, helping them carry out all the food they had prepared earlier and setting it out on a long buffet table. The men crowded around, served themselves and resumed their seats at the table by the pool. But now the tone became more businesslike as Bob wanted to broach the subject of how Tyler would fit in and what the boys' duties would be when they got back to L.A.

As was usual in the tribe, everyone was involved in the discussion, especially Hassan and Pablo as the meeting concerned Eddie and Tyler especially. "Pablo," Bob said, "do I understand that you'll be bringing Tyler back with all of us when we go back to town tomorrow?"

"Yes, sir." (Pablo always called Bob `sir' in a semi-formal setting like tribe meetings.) "We're gonna go and pick up all his bits and pieces from his apartment tomorrow and load them in the truck. He's coming back with me. Besides," he grinned, "couldn't leave my boy here alone now that he's learned how to suck and fuck and get fucked. He'd get into all kinds of trouble."

"No, sir, I wouldn't," Tyler protested. "Eddie told me the rule that I must never ..."

"Yeah, yeah, yeah, boy, I know. Just kidding."

"Good," Bob continued, "`cos I just wanted to throw out a few ideas to be thinking about. First, Mario's old room is still empty and it's right next to you and Darius, so that will be Tyler's home ... when he's not sleeping with you," he smiled. "And I wanted to bring up the subject of that housekeeping service project that's been kicking around for some time. It's been slow to get off the ground because of lack of manpower, but Tyler's arrival should solve that."

"Yeah," Pablo said, "my boy has been working as a house cleaner out here so I intend for him to take over from Eddie as assistant housekeeper to Nate." He grinned his crooked grin. "Let's hope Eddie is as good training him around the house as he was teaching him how to suck dick."

Hassan, usually the strong silent type, spoke up now. "You know, Bob, that for a long time now I've wanted Eddie to have more responsibility. He's more than ready for that and I know he's keen to get the housekeeper service off the ground and I'm right behind him on that."

Jamie chimed in, "The budget's already there, sir, has been for some time. Money's not the problem, just the manpower. But if Eddie can work on it full time and start hiring staff we can crank it up real fast."

"Great," Bob said, "that's what I was hoping to hear, guys. That sets the framework we'll all be working with and it all sounds real promising. But no more business for now, this is a vacation weekend. I just wanna say again, Tyler, how pleased we all are to welcome you to our group. I'm sure you'll be an excellent boy for Pablo and make him proud of you." They all raised their glasses, "To Tyler", who naturally blushed deeply.

They partied for a while longer, with Randy paying special attention to Tyler sitting opposite him. "You'll do fine kid. After watching the way you rode Eddie's ass I'd say you got a lot of potential. I know my boy Pablo has already fucked you, which is as it should be. Still, there's always been a custom around here that any new boy has to get the boss's approval too, and that would be me, which means I gotta check out your ass for myself."

A ripple of unease went round the table and Tyler furrowed his brow. Sir ... like, I'm Pablo's boy and he's your boy, so does that mean I'm your boy too?"

"Good question," Mark whispered quietly in Bob's ear.

Randy grinned with that touch of arrogance Bob knew so well. "Well, kiddo, if you put it like that, maybe so, in a way."

"But sir," Pablo protested, "Tyler's my boy so I don't see how ..."

Bob interrupted to quickly de-fuse the potential dispute that had come out of nowhere.

"Well, like I said, Pablo, there'll be a lot of things to sort out when we get back to town, but everything'll work out fine, you'll see. OK, guys, so who's ready to brave the crowds and dive into Uncle Mike's beer bust?"

They all got up and as Bob and Mark made their way across the garden together Mark smiled at him. "So, everything'll work out fine eh, buddy? Sounds to me it'll take some fancy footwork on your part to make that happen. Randy's doing his boss thing again. Damn, doesn't anything ever go smoothly in this crowd?"

"Don't worry, officer," Bob chuckled. "After all these years I can keep Randy in check."

But, as it turned out, Randy wasn't the only one to rock the boat. The ripples spread to create conflict in another very surprising quarter, calling for every ounce of Bob's diplomatic skills.

TO BE CONTINUED in "A Trial Of Strength" – Chapter 382

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