A Trial of Strength

TRIAL OF STRENGTH - PART 446 By Rob Williams

CHAPTER 446 – "MASTER YIELDS TO BOY"

IN THIS CHAPTER:

At the tribe's gathering in the Grady House master/boy relationships are turned on their head. 1) Danny, the stylish young chef at the house, desires and tempts the rough, raw construction worker Seth. 2) The rugged Marine Hassan wants to prove to the tribe that his boy Eddie is tough enough to be a senior boy, resulting in the homoerotic spectacle of the shirtless, muscular soldier yielding to his own boy. _____________________________________________________________________

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

The big weekend gathering of the whole tribe at the Grady House had so far been action packed. One highlight was when Uncle Mike and Bob had stumbled across Bob's lover Randy in the shrubbery making out with Seth, the tough construction worker who was new to the tribe.

The older man Mike had hit the roof and punished Randy, who later had to make amends to Bob. Predictably he did this by making passionate love to Bob in their guestroom while the rest of the group hung out in the lush garden downstairs before dinner.

Afterwards, as the two men sat propped up in bed, Bob said, "Much as I'd like to we mustn't stay here too long – they'll be serving dinner soon. I hope Seth and Larry will be back in time."

"Seth with Mike's boy Larry?"

"Yeah, didn't you know? Mike told me that Larry was taking Seth for a run on Larry's Harley to check out the repairs he made. Mike says he's OK with whatever happens between them."

"Wow," Randy said, "now there's a match. Young Larry likes a bit of rough – I should know," Randy grinned wickedly. "He'll go apeshit for Seth and the caveman will give him just what he wants and more." Randy was right. The construction worker and the sexy mechanic ended up in an old derelict warehouse having wild sex on the muddy floor.

But Bob looked uneasy and Randy said, "I know that look. What's on your mind, buddy?"

"I dunno ... I know a lot of guys go for that disheveled musclehunk look Seth's got and his wildman sex appeal. But I've seen Seth's hesitancy when we're all together, like he still doesn't quite fit in. He's still something of an outlier in the tribe `cos the caveman in him is not yet balanced by the social self-confidence all the other guys have developed in the tribe.

"One of the things I'm proudest of is the boys. Most of them come from the wrong side of the tracks – skinheads, a hustler, street kids – and look at them now ... a credit to the tribe."

"Yeah, well those guys had masters to train them and keep them in line. But Seth sure ain't nobody's boy. He's the one from the wrong side of the tracks and he's never gonna be `trained' by another man. Can't see any guy smoothing the rough edges of that stud."

"Hmm, you're right, Randy. Maybe what he needs is a boy of his own. I remember when you took young Pablo under your wing – being responsible for a boy gave you a whole new purpose in life. I'm not talking about Seth's son Will `cos that train already left the station after their rough history. Besides Will's already got the twins and me. No, has to be some other boy."

"Yeah, maybe so," Randy agreed. "But it couldn't be a wet-behind-the ears kid. Seth's boy would have to be a smart kid – you know, a bit more mature, good taste, that kinda stuff, and maybe some of it would rub off on Seth."

"Interesting," said Bob thoughtfully. "It would certainly break the master/boy mold that we're used to where master teaches boy. More like a mutual learning experience between the two. OK, I see that look, dude – you think I'm match-making again. Absolutely not – I wouldn't know where to start. Maybe the Grady House will work its magic again."

The big dinner that evening was more festive than ever, especially as they didn't have to worry about drunk driving because everyone was staying the night here at the Grady House. The large house had many guest rooms but it would still require some `doubling up' as their host Mario had put it, a prospect that the guys welcomed - doubling up was deep in this tribe's DNA. So the various groups and couples would be spread around the rooms assigned to them.

It was late when the dinner finally broke up raggedly, with first one group then another calling it quits and stumbling off to their room. One of the last to leave was Seth. He was supposed to be joining his boss Zack and his guys so he made his way up the wide staircase to the long hallway. He was a bit disoriented and somewhat intimidated as he had never been in such a grand house as this. He found what he thought was Zack's door and went in.

Seth blinked in surprise as he saw the young Grady House chef Danny and his lover Tommy on the bed. "Oh shit, sorry guys, wrong room," he said, embarrassed. "Pretend I never barged in."

He turned to leave but Danny said, "No wait, sir. Stay for a nightcap. We kinda like bargers-in. I've spent so much of my time in the kitchen today I don't think I've said two words to you. In fact I hardly know you – which can't be said of my friend Tommy here who told me how you two got to know each other a few weeks ago, sir."

Seth was a bit surprised by Danny calling him sir but he was emboldened by his friendly tone (and the effect of all the alcohol he had consumed) so he took a few steps into the room. "Yeah, well," he grinned, "hard to resist a classic gymnast butt like Tommy's. I was all set to savage it but Tommy taught me the art of making love to an ass, and to a man. Who knew?"

"So come in, sir, please. We were gonna have a nightcap and we'd enjoy the company." Seth closed the door behind him. "I'll get you a drink, sir. Bourbon isn't it?"

"Yeah, how did you know?"

"Oh word gets around," Danny smiled. "About a lot of things actually." Danny glanced at Tommy who smiled with a slight nod. He brought Seth's drink and said, "Sir, I hope I'm not being too pushy but why don't you stay the night here? The other rooms are kinda crowded and it's just us two in this room. And if nothing else, sir, there's always that classic butt to tempt you."

Seth grinned. "Well, if you put it like that. Like I said, hard to resist an ass like that. OK, guys, it's a deal."

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Danny & Tommy Get Acquainted With Seth

Seth wasn't sure what he was doing or how he got here. Had he had too much to drink? Had he been seduced by these two guys – or by the memory of Tommy's perfect ice-skater/gymnast butt? Or was he dreaming and would wake up in a totally different room in the Grady House?

No, no dream. Here he was sprawled in an armchair with a glass of Bourbon in his hand. And facing him, together on a couch, were the handsome smiling faces of Danny, the young Grady House manager and chef, and his lover Tommy, the ex-gymnast and manager of Doctor Steve's house in the hills.

Seth was by now a permanent member of the tribe, working for Zack on one of the company's construction sites, but he still had not totally integrated into the self-contained group. They were self-assured and socially at ease whereas he, only a few weeks ago, had been sexually confused, hanging out in bars with a few idle buddies, living precariously as a casual laborer moving from job to job, two months behind on his rent.

He lacked the skills of polite conversation so he came right out with it. "Look guys, I gotta tell you I feel kinda awkward here with you. I mean, I'm new to the tribe and you two – well, you may be young but you're kinda, like, sophisticated. You both worked at that classy hotel, and now you both manage two of the biggest houses in the tribe.

"I've watched you today and you sure know your way around a big group like this. Me, I can't even find the room I'm supposed to sleep in."

"Well you found it now, sir – this one," Danny smiled. "But as you are being so open with us I confess that I feel rather intimidated by you, sir – for the opposite reason." He hesitated, then chuckled. "I may as well tell you the first time I saw you at the tribe's compound I did a double take and my dick got hard. And that night I slept alone in my room here `cos Tommy was busy up at Steve's and ... and I jerked off thinking about you."

"You did?" Seth grinned, rather flattered.

"And that wasn't the only time, sir. When you fucked Tommy that time just after you moved into Steve's guesthouse he phoned me after and told me all about it – in detail. We pretty much share everything. Anyway, while Tommy was describing it I imagined you fucking Tommy's ass and ... and I jerked off while he was speaking. You didn't know that, did you Tommy?"

Tommy laughed. "'Course I did. That's why I gave you such a graphic description. It was so damn hot I knew it would turn you on. A fuck like that deserves at least two orgasms."

"So you see, sir," Danny smiled, "in a way I've already had sex twice with you – once jerking off to your image in my head and the other time having phone sex with Tommy when he described how it felt with your dick in his ass."

Their laughter – plus the Bourbon – was making Seth feel a lot mellower now. "Yeah, I've had some pretty hot sex since I met up with this crowd but ... you know, guys, this is all new to me and there's a bunch of stuff I still don't get about the whole tribe thing."

"Like what, sir?" Tommy said. "We'd be happy to fill you in. Shoot."

"Well, the pecking order is kinda complicated – I mean there's the men, or masters as you call them, then there's senior boys and junior boys. Like, does every boy have a master?"

"Er, yeah, kind of," Tommy said ... it's mostly man/boy couples – like Hassan and Eddie, Pete and Brandon. And the boys can have a boyfriend as well as a master, like Brandon and Brian. Like Danny and me too. We're lovers but Steve and Lloyd are my bosses – like my masters."

"So whose boy are you Danny?"

"Hm, well I'm the only boy who doesn't have a master, sir. I mean, Grady and Mario are my bosses and they love me, but their boy is Brian, not me."

Seth frowned. "But what confuses me most is the sex – like who fucks who? That's what got me in a whole mess of trouble when I tangled with some of the guys."

"Oh, the sex cuts across everything," Danny laughed. "Bob and Randy set the rules. As long as it stays in the tribe, anything goes. The masters are in charge but that don't mean they always fuck their boys. It's real hot when a boy fucks his master. Basically a master protects and teaches his boy and the boy obeys his master."

"'Course," Tommy added, "you have to be real careful with some of the guys, Randy especially. He's the big boss and wildly protective of Bob. He'll only let a few select guys fuck Bob's ass."

"Yeah, I kinda found that out," Seth grinned. "So, er, what makes a guy a master?"

"Well," Danny said, "he's older than the boy, he has to look like a master and be dominant sexually. It can be a Randy type – tough and rugged – or a guy like Bob who comes across as kind and gentle but can be macho as hell. Bob even dominates Randy. Now you, sir, are definitely the Randy type. You even look like him – a big tough muscular gypsy. It's what's called an alpha male, and you are definitely that, sir."

Huh," Seth laughed. "I guess I should take that as a compliment. But, hell, I could never teach a kid anything. Look at the mess I made with my son Will. Nah, I'm not master material."

"That's not true, sir," Danny said heatedly. "Like I said, a master protects his boy and I bet you would fight like a tiger for your boy. That thing you said about sophistication, that's something that can be learned. But being a tough hunk like you, that's bred in the bone, you can't fake that. I mean, all the boys naturally call you sir, don't they? They know a master when they see it."

The two boys were already dressed for bed in T-shirts and boxer briefs. Seth was still wearing the jeans and T-shirt he had worn for dinner. Now it was time for bed and Danny broached the delicate subject of who slept where.

"Sir, this is my room that Mario and Grady furnished and decorated just for me. As their House Manager they gave me a large room, a small suite really with a small kitchen, big bathroom and this big king-size bed. There's also a single bed over there for guests and you're welcome to that if you prefer to sleep alone."

Seth hesitated, not sure what he was supposed to say. But he was nursing a stiff boner in his jeans so his gut instinct was to bunk in with these two hot young guys, but his social insecurity held him back as he wasn't sure how this was all supposed to work – two lovers and him.

As if to help Seth make up his mind Tommy stood up and stretched. "Well you guys can talk all night if you want but I'm ready to hit the sack. Been a long day. He pulled off his T-shirt and stretched again, almost in competition poses, the perfect musculature of his gymnast body rippling under the ceiling spotlights. He turned round and Seth gasped at that spectacular ass, thrown into perfect relief by the snug, pale blue boxer briefs stretched over it.

Tommy went to the bed and threw himself down on his stomach, his face in a pillow. His arms were stretched upward and his wide lats narrowed down to the dip in the small of his back at his narrow waist, then rose up again over the globes of his stunning ass.

Seth's jaw sagged and he instinctively touched his own bulging crotch. "I know," Danny grinned, "I never get tired of looking at that. Does that, er, clinch the deal for you sir? Your bed or ours?"

"Well, I don't know how this all works. All I know is that I wanna fuck that ass ... and yours too."

Danny chuckled, "Tommy's perfect ass is a tough act to follow, though. Mine wouldn't measure up compared to that."

"That's not true, boy," Seth blurted out. "You're a fucking gorgeous kid. When you guys had served lunch and took your bows in your aprons and chef's hats, naturally I looked proudly at my son Will. But then I stared at you and I thought damn, if I came across that guy walking round the grounds I'd throw him on the grass and fuck him. But not just fuck. With that quiet way you have you're the kinda kid it would be cool to sleep with. Know what I mean?"

"I do, sir, and thank you for saying that. But right now Tommy's flawless ass beckons. And it's all yours, sir."

Seth Takes Charge

Danny stood up and, like Tommy, took of his T-shirt and stretched. Sprawled in a chair Seth gazed up at him and his cock stiffened again. Sure, no one could compete with the professional glamor of the gymnast's physique, but Danny had a quiet, understated style of his own. His lithe, compact body was a tribute to his regular gym workouts and his penetrating hazel eyes had a charming mix of shyness and amusement.

Seth's impulse was to go to him and throw his arms round him, an impulse he curbed as he was still unsure of himself with these boys so he let them set the pace. Which they now did.

Tommy turned his head to the side on the pillow and watched as Danny pulled down his briefs, got onto the bed naked and lay on his back snuggled up against his lover. "Mmm," Tommy purred. He rolled over on top of Danny, chest to chest, and kissed him gently.

Seth watched the two boys with a mix of excitement and embarrassment at being present at an intensely intimate moment between lovers. He might have simply left quietly if not for the huge erection in his pants as his eyes focused on Tommy's ass that flexed under his tight briefs.

Again the decision was made for him by Danny. When they stopped kissing he turned to look at Seth. "Please come and join us, sir. Don't sleep in that bed all on your own. Get comfortable and come to bed, please, sir."

Getting ready for bed meant only one thing to Seth. He had always slept naked – easier to masturbate. And besides, the boys were naked, except for Tommy's boxer briefs. As both boys watched, Seth stood up and yanked off his T-shirt. His way of undressing had none of the finesse of these kids. He just ... got naked.

Clumsily he yanked off his boots and socks, ripped open his jeans and pulled them off. He hesitated before taking off his boxers, possibly because of the thick rod that reared up inside them, the head poking up over the waistband. Seth's awkwardness turned the boys on even more, as it matched the man's wild, rugged appearance.

Seth felt even more embarrassed standing there in just his shorts so he dropped them. His huge shaft spring out, iron hard, and both boys gasped as he knelt by the bed. He gazed at the mounds of Tommy ass and ran his hands over the soft fabric of the briefs covering it. He leaned forward and licked the shorts, then clamped his mouth over them and breathed hot air over the ass, which made Tommy squirm.

He pulled back and growled in his guttural voice, "You can't flaunt this ass in front of a guy like me without getting fucked, boy. I see an ass like that I fuck it." He moved over to Danny who was staring up at him wide-eyed. "And you, you young fucker, are gonna stay there and watch me fuck your boyfriend on top of you. Then it's your turn. You two may be all cool and confident in this big fancy house but when it comes to fucking ass I'm the master, get it?

"Yes, sir, definitely," Danny said obediently. "Whatever you say, sir."

Seth leaned down and kissed him roughly, grinding their mouths together. It was their first kiss and the intense sensation they felt surprised both of them. When it ended Seth knelt on the side of the bed and pushed his cock in Danny's open mouth and down his throat. Tommy eased back a bit and watched his lover getting face-fucked by the naked construction worker.

But it didn't last long as both master and boy were so close to orgasm, so Seth pulled away, stood up and went to work on Tommy. He reached down and pulled his shorts down over his ass and legs and tossed them contemptuously aside. "That's how I want you, boy, naked on top of your buddy. Damn, that ass is fucking gorgeous." Seth knelt on the bed behind Tommy and slapped his ass hard, watching the white globes bounce under the blows.

Seth saw a jar of lube on the night stand and dipped his fingers in. "You're gonna need this, kid." Danny, lying on his back under Tommy, gazed up at Seth mesmerized. And as Tommy stared down at Danny he saw in his eyes the reflection of the macho hunk oiling up his cock behind him.

"Aaagh!" With no foreplay Seth plunged his shaft in Tommy's ass. Tommy howled and his body shook on top of his lover. Danny reached up and pulled Tommy's face down in a kiss that muffled his scream.

The erotic sight of the muscular blond athlete taking a cock in his ass while he kissed his young lover, their bodies pressed together, spurred Seth on to fuck harder. As the pressure increased Tommy raised his butt higher as an offering to the macho top man. Tommy raised his face up from Danny's and looked back over his shoulder. "Thank you, sir," he panted. Take my ass, sir ... as hard as you like."

Seth took him at his word and pounded the beautiful ass while looking down at Danny. When their eyes met there was a flash of ... recognition? ... familiarity? ... a sensation that could only be felt but not explained. It felt to Seth almost as if he were fucking Danny, and that made him slow down and become gentler. But Tommy groaned, "Harder, sir ... please."

Seth smiled at Danny as if some tacit understanding had passed between them. "Give it to him, sir," Danny said. "He loves it when you fuck rough."

So Seth ramped up the pressure on the gymnast's ass. He grabbed his hips from behind and pulled him up on his knees so Tommy was straddling his lover's waist. Danny looked up first at Tommy's handsome, euphoric face, then over his shoulder at the swarthy features and clenched, stubbled jaw of the ferocious musclehunk jackhammering his ass.

Seth had learned how to hold back his orgasm by slowing down, pausing, then ramping up the action again. But still it was an animal fuck with no mercy for the young athlete – who wanted no mercy. He wanted a man-fuck and he was getting it. It drove Tommy wild and time and again he tensed and stopped himself blowing his wad.

But it was finally a losing battle and he groaned, "I'm real close, sir. Your cock feels so good in my ass. Please let me cum, sir."

"OK," Seth growled but here's what you're gonna do. You're gonna grab your cock and cum all over your lover's face. I wanna see that." Seth grinned down at Danny and again there was that sense that their desires matched. "Thank you, sir," Danny said.

Tommy curled his hand round his cock and it only took a few strokes. His muscles flexed his eyes flashed and he shouted, "Here it comes, Danny. I love you, dude ... yeaaah ..." As Seth's rod plunged deep in his ass Tommy's cock blasted streams of jizz that splashed down his lover's chest and all over his face.

With huge difficulty Seth held back his own orgasm, but as he looked down at the flood of semen splashing on Danny it was as if it was his juice smothering his handsome young face. In fucking Tommy's flawless ass on top of Danny it felt almost as if he had fucked Danny. But he hadn't – and he wanted to. Yeah, he wanted to.

Seth & Danny's First Time

Tommy finally pulled off Seth and rolled over on his back next to Danny. His face was glowing as he sighed, "You are one spectacular fuck, sir. Anytime you want a repeat performance just say the word." He grinned playfully, "But you know, sir, in all of that you and Danny had something going on, I could tell. I'm glad you didn't cum in me, sir, and I hope you were saving it for Danny. He's too shy to ask himself."

"Oh, I'm gonna fuck Danny and he knows it. But first I gotta clean him up." Seth leaned down and sucked up the cum spattered over his chest. He lingered on the nipples, licking, kissing and biting them gently as Danny sighed beneath him. Then he went up to the face. "Just so you can see me, boy." He licked the cum from his closed eyes, Danny opened them and again there was that connection as their eyes met in a penetrating gaze.

Seth was a man transformed. Danny was amazed that this rugged construction worker who minutes ago had savagely reamed Tommy's ass was now as gentle as the breeze when he licked the cum from his face, kissing his brow, his cheeks, his neck and eyes. Finally he kissed his lips – softly at first, then building to an opened mouthed kiss where their lips sealed together and they shared the same breath back and forth.

When Seth pulled back at last Danny found himself looking up into the magnetic blue eyes set in the swarthy face with its high cheek bones, heavily stubbled jaw and shaggy dark hair. The deep voice said, "You want my dick in your ass, don't you, boy?"

"Yes please, sir. Very much."

Love making between Danny and Tommy was always gentle as the idea of rough sex scared Danny. So it was with relief that when Seth leaned over him Danny felt the long shaft slide slowly, tenderly in his ass. It was as if Seth read his mind. "See, you don't have to worry kiddo. I sent the caveman back to his cave. It's just me now, you and me and I'll take good care of you."

Those last words spoken in a gravelly voice excited Danny almost as much as the craggy face looking down at him and the feel of the rod easing in and out of his ass. "I want you to trust me Danny. I may look like a savage but I want you to know you can trust me. Let's try this." Seth reached forward and pinned Danny's wrists to the bed above his head.

Danny felt the great strength of Seth's body and knew he was completely at his mercy. But it didn't scare him ... it excited him. "How's that feel, Danny? You know you're my prisoner now. I could do anything to you, like a wild animal. If it scares you I'll stop."

"No, sir. Don't stop. I know I can trust myself to you, I just know it. I love your cock in my ass. Make love to me, sir, please."

And so they did, as Tommy lay beside him stroking his own cock and looking first at Danny, then up at Seth, turned on by the obvious connection between them.

Seth's cock massaged Danny's ass and they smiled into each other's eyes. It felt as if they had known each other a long time rather than fucking for the first time. Seth bent down and kissed Danny while his cock made love to his ass. When he pulled back he saw tears in Danny's eyes and he asked, "Am I hurting you, boy?"

"No, sir, not at all. I love it. Sir, could I touch you please?"

"Anything you want kiddo," Seth grinned. He released Danny's arms and he stroked Seth's chest feeling the hard muscles under his wiry chest hair. Then he touched the thick stubble on his chin. "Pretty rough, eh, kid," Seth grinned.

"On the outside, sir, but not on the inside – I know that now. Make me your captive again, sir."

Beside him Tommy watched with growing excitement as Seth pinned Danny's arms as before and their eyes met again, fixed on each other as if they had a language of their own. The warmth in Danny's ass spread through his body and his cock shuddered. He knew he couldn't hold back any longer and said, "Sir, I think I'm gonna cum. I wanna cum so bad."

Seth freed one of his wrists but Danny said, "No, sir, don't set me free. I don't need to be free – don't need to touch my cock. I just need to look in your eyes."

"Damn, you really want it don't you kiddo? I'm glad, `cos I'm about to unload in your ass, boy. We'll do it together eh? Captor and captive, man and boy."

Those last words pushed Danny over the edge. He saw Seth's muscles flex, saw his eyes open wide, heard his animal howl and felt his cock erupt in the fiery depths of his ass. The force of Seth's orgasm made Danny's cock jerk and blast cum high in the air. It splashed on the hairy chest heaving above him, then dripped down on his face.

Danny turned his head and kissed Tommy who pounded his cock in his fist and came again for the second time.

There was silence in the room except for their heavy breathing. Seth felt he was waking up from a dream, confused about what had happened. He felt unsure of himself and even embarrassed by his own feelings. He sat on the edge of the bed and muttered, "Guys, I gotta go take a shower."

"Alone, sir? Tommy grinned.

"Er yeah ... this time ... if you don't mind."

"You'll find everything you need in the bathroom, sir," Danny smiled. "Hurry back."

The boys turned to face each other and Danny said, "Tommy, I don't ..." But his words were stifled by Tommy's mouth closing over his in a tender kiss.

When they pulled apart Tommy smiled, "Dude, I can guess what you were gonna say, but you don't have to worry. I saw what happened between you and Seth and I think it's great. We'll see how it all turns out but you're still my lover, eh kiddo?"

"Of course I am, Tommy, that's what I wanted to say. I don't wanna rock that boat so if there's any problem I'll just back off from everyone else, `cos I love you buddy."

"Well you don't have to back off from Seth however that develops. For some time I've been a bit worried about how isolated you are up here, kiddo. Don't get me wrong, Mario and Grady are terrific guys and look after you well, but Brian is really their boy and you are kind of secluded from the outside world. I have Steve and Lloyd who look on me as their boy, but you don't have anyone like that.

"Well, it's early days yet," Danny said. "Time will tell. It must be confusing for Seth too so I hope he doesn't just take off."

But that didn't happen. Seth was confused but when he came out of the shower with a towel round his waist and saw the two naked boys on the bed with a space between them he knew he had to fill that space. They smiled up at him and he eased onto the bed between them. By now they were all so tired after such an event-filled day – and another one coming up tomorrow – that they were soon asleep in a tangle of limbs.

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Hassan & His Boy Eddie Get Serious

Of course those three guys were not the only ones having fun that night. In a room down the hall the Marine captain Hassan had been giving his boy Eddie a hefty workout. Hassan was the strong silent type who valued his privacy so Brian had assigned to them a room of their own – and they made the most of it.

Eddie was the acknowledged cock sucking champ of the tribe, a skill he learned long ago in the back room of Mike's leather bar where he was the bar back. Those days were long gone but the skill remained and Hassan was the grateful daily recipient of an eager blowjob from an expert

On days when Hassan came home from the Marine Base exhausted the blowjob was an end in itself. Hassan would lie back with a satisfied smile, scoop his boy into his arms and fall asleep. But at more relaxed times, such as this mini-vacation at the Grady House, Eddie's cock sucking was the prologue to a fierce butt-fuck by the muscle-god soldier.

Hassan and Eddie were in some ways the odd couple of the tribe as they were so totally different from each other – the strong authoritarian Marine Captain and the fun-loving wise-cracking rascal who's other claim to fame was an ability to maintain an erection and shoot a load of jizz many times a day. Hassan called him "my little gusher."

Hassan loved Eddie and always looked forward to coming home to him. He spent his days on the base surrounded by boastful swaggering young Marines and welcomed the honest, wide-eyed smile of his playful boy. But for some time now Hassan had been concerned about his boy's status among the other boys of the tribe, which was so different from his own status as one of the most respected and admired senior men.

So now, as they lay together in the afterglow of great sex, with the prospect of a lazy day tomorrow, Hassan broached the topic for the first time. "Kiddo, there's something I wanna talk to you about."

"Really sir?" Eddie asked anxiously. He was often fearful that his lack of maturity would not satisfy the needs of his master. "Was I OK, sir? Do you wanna go again?"

"Nah," Hassan laughed, "that was enough for any man, even a Marine. You were terrific as usual, kid. But I wanted to talk to you about you and your place in the tribe. Describe to me again where you think you fit in."

"Well, sir ..." Another of Eddie's well-known talents was his ability to talk endlessly without pausing for breath, so he was off and running. "As you know I'm one of the junior boys. There are five senior boys (if you count the twins as one) and I was the sixth boy to join so in the pecking order that makes me the most senior of the junior boys.

"I'm the assistant houseboy and my boss is Nate the house manager. I also help Nate with the housecleaning service we set up and we've got lots of clients but it's mostly Nate who runs that and does the hiring because he's better at that than me, him being a senior boy and all."

"So mostly you clean the rooms in the tribe's compound?"

"Oh it's a lot more than that, sir. I have to order supplies and go over the household budget every week with Brandon. I have a weekly meeting with Bob about how things are going, and any repairs that's needed I report direct to Randy and he takes care of it. I guess that's it – plus I'm a Marine's boy – yours sir," Eddie grinned.

"You sure are kiddo. And you say you were the sixth boy to join the tribe?"

"If you count the twins as one, yes sir. That was years ago, just after Nate. Sir, I think I better go down and give Tommy a hand in setting up for today, unless you want anything else, sir," he grinned roguishly."

"Tempting, kid, but nah, you better go see Tommy. I'm gonna go down the hall and look in on Bob and Randy."

Bob Makes A Plan

Eddie got dressed quickly, gave Hassan a last kiss and scampered from the room. Hassan pulled on cargo shorts and a khaki T-shirt and walked along the hall to Randy and Bob's guestroom. He found the guys having coffee and when he walked in Randy called out, "Hey soldier, damn you look hot. You wanna fuck?"

Hassan chuckled. "Does he always have this one-track mind, Bob?"

"Pretty much," Bob grinned. "But come and join us, Captain. We don't see enough of you."

He sat with them at the table by the window, with a view of the big lawn where tables were already being set for breakfast. Bob poured Hassan a coffee. Something on your mind?"

"Well yeah, as a matter of fact. I was just talking to my boy Eddie." Hassan relayed the conversation he had just had with Eddie, then added, "I don't pay much mind to this senior-junior boy stuff but it seems to be kind of important to Eddie and I think I know why. See, he's been in the tribe a long time now – the sixth boy to join he says, and he's still the houseboy.

"Now he did not bring this up to me at all, but I think part of him wants to feel, you know, more important, which is why he refers to himself as the senior junior boy, whatever that means."

"Buddy, say now more," Bob interrupted. "You've brought this topic up at just the right time because Nate came to see me a few days ago. He told me that their outside housecleaning service has taken off in such a big way that he would like to devote more of his time to it.

"So here's my suggestion. Nate will manage that business full-time and Eddie will be promoted to House Manager. That is a senior position so we will make Eddie a senior boy. That goes along with something I've wanted to do for some time – make Brandon a senior boy too. He practically runs his part of the business office and he'll be working closely with Eddie on the household budget and cash flow. How does that sound?"

That sounds terrific, Bob. Just the kind of thing I was hoping for. How can I thank you? Maybe take Randy up on his offer and fuck you?"

"Hey soldier," Randy grinned, "who said anything about fucking Bob?"

"Guys, guys, before you two start a fight over my ass I gotta get this thing in motion. I have to talk to Brandon's master Pete – he'll be all for it, Brandon becoming a senior. Then I have to talk to the other senior boys and tell them as a courtesy that their ranks will be swelling by two. I'm sure there will be no objections. Darius will be especially pleased as Eddie was always his protégé right from the start. Eddie was dazzled by him and followed him to L.A.

"Fortunately the whole tribe is right here so I can do all this fast, and then we'll announce it when they're all gathering for lunch. Go sort out your boy, captain, and give him the good news."

Hassan shook Bob's hand and pulled him into a tight man-to-man hug. "Watch it, soldier," Randy said, "or you'll have a boner in those shorts."

"Are you kidding? My dick's been hard ever since I walked in here. Another few minutes of this and one of us would be getting spit-roasted."

"Any time you say, buddy," Randy grinned. "I hear the Marines are pretty good at that."

"Fuck you, stud," Hassan said. He pulled Randy's face toward him and kissed him hard on the lips. "Later, guys. Thanks again, Bob."

Hassan Gives Eddie The News

Hassan went out to the garden where guys were starting to help themselves from the buffet breakfast spread out on several long tables. Eddie was shuttling between kitchen and tables along with Brandon and Brian in their wheelchairs. Hassan caught Eddie's elbow. "Kid, I need a quick word with you."

"OK, sir, but it'll have to be quick `cos this is crunch time and the guys need me here."

Hassan pulled him over to a quiet spot and said, "OK I'll make it short. I've been talking to Bob and Randy and there's gonna be a few changes. Nate wants to take over the outside housecleaning service completely ... and Bob's gonna offer you the job of House Manager in his place. That's a senior boy position so ... what d'ya know ... you're gonna be a senior boy."

Eddie's eyes sparkled. "Really, sir? I'm gonna be house manager, and a senior! Er, that won't make any difference to us will it sir?"

"Hell no. Except that I'll be getting my dick sucked by a senior boy. Sound's kinda hot. And that's not all, kid. Brandon's gonna be a senior boy too. And it's about time, the responsibility that kid has in that office. You'll be working together a lot with Brandon. As I recall you were Brandon's first friend, the guy who brought him into the tribe, so you'll both enjoy that."

Eddie threw his arms round Hassan. "Thank you sir. I'll make you proud of me I promise."

"I know you will, kid. Bob's clearing it with the other senior boys and he's gonna make the announcement to everyone before lunch."

When they broke apart Eddie's broad smile faded to a frown. "Something wrong, kid?"

"No, sir, no it's great news. I'm just trying to picture Bob telling all the other guys. I mean, won't it seem a bit weird? One minute I'm a junior boy and the next minute a senior, just because Bob says so. But I'm standing there and I'm still me, the same old Eddie. I mean, don't you think I should, like, do something to prove I can be a senior boy?"

"You mean like a song and dance act?" Hassan grinned.

"Well, I'm tone deaf and can't dance for shit so that's out. Only thing I can do is talk nonstop so I could give a recitation."

"Er, no, definitely not that, kiddo. Definitely not. But I do have an idea – something this crowd will understand. Here's what we're gonna do ..." Eddie's eyes grew wide as Hassan explained his plan. "You up for that, Eddie?"

"Absolutely, sir, I can do that. I'll show `em I'm senior boy material."

"Great, now here comes Brandon. Looks like Pete's given him the good news. Later, kid."

Hassan left them together and Brandon threw his arms out, his eyes blinking fast behind his glasses. Eddie knelt down and hugged him excitedly. "Senior boys, you and me dude! Who'd a' thunk it? And we're gonna be working together a lot. We'll have a blast, kiddo."

"Well, hard work too, Eddie. Not too much time for gossip. You'll have to curb that tongue of yours – all that nonstop stream-of-consciousness bullshit you're so good at out."

Eddie tried to look serious. "Yeah, I guess senior boys don't do that, do they? So you'll have to help me there, dude. You think you can butch it up enough to tell me to shut up?"

"Hell, I'm a senior boy, ain't I? So I can order you around. Like `get back to the kitchen, boy ... now ... on the double'." They burst out laughing and headed back to their job.

Hassan Makes A Speech

Bob made the rounds of the senior boys who were all enthusiastic about Eddie's and Brandon's promotion. The two boys were favorites of the whole tribe so Bob was not concerned about the reaction of the other junior boys who, in any case, had not been with the tribe nearly as long.

Two guys who were outside of the senior-junior hierarchy were Danny and Tommy as they were both house managers of other large houses, the Grady House and Steve's house in the hills.

So Bob was confident about making his announcement as lunchtime approached and all the guys were milling around on the lawn. Randy called for attention as he had the loudest and most commanding voice. "Hey, listen up guys. Bob has an announcement to make."

Silence fell, everyone gathered closer, the kitchen staff came outside and all eyes were on Bob who cleared his throat. "Er, I've been meeting with several guys this morning as there are going to be a few changes, concerning two of the boys in particular. Eddie and Brandon have been with the tribe for a long time now and they are next in line for promotion. So, effective immediately they will become senior boys."

There were instant cheers all round as Brandon smiled and blinked behind his glasses and Eddy beamed and actually blushed. Pablo stepped forward and shook the hands of both boys. "Welcome to the senior boys club, men." Pablo always considered himself the tribe's top boy as he was boss Randy's adopted son, so his endorsement of the new seniors clinched the deal.

"Er, just to dot the i's and cross the t's," Bob said as the cheers died down, Eddie is to replace Nate as the House Manager at the compound as Nate wants to concentrate full-time on his house-cleaning company that is bringing in some real big money. So congratulations to Nate.

"Brandon will continue doing his fine job of assisting Jamie in the office, as Personnel and Payroll Manager. So you all better be nice to Brandon `cos he's got files on you all and knows where the bodies are buried."

Amid the laughter Pete came up and hugged Brandon. "I'm so proud of you, kiddo. Later on I'll show you just how proud," he grinned roguishly. All the men made a point of checking in with their boys to make sure they were OK with the news and nobody's nose was put out of joint.

The twins, protective as ever of their boy Will, made sure of his feelings and he rewarded them with his freckle-faced grin. "Sirs, I'm the new kid on the block so I'm fine with being a junior boy – just as long as I'm your boy. I love my life with you, sirs, and I love my job, the kind of job I always dreamed of. So thank you for asking sirs, but I am as happy as a clam at high tide."

But before they headed back to the kitchen another man rose and called for silence. It was a surprise to all of them as Hassan was notoriously private, a strong, square-jawed Marine who never said a whole lot, least of all made speeches in public.

They were also vaguely surprised that he was wearing his combat fatigues and a khaki tank top under an open, sleeveless denim shirt. They were used to seeing him dressed like this during the week but he usually wore more casual clothes at a party like this. So the crowd was agog at the unusual spectacle of the Marine captain holding the floor, and they waited breathlessly.

"Eddie, come here, boy." Eddie came close, Hassan folded him in his arms and kissed him hard on the lips. When at last he pulled away he threw his arm over his boy's shoulder. "Gentlemen, I want you all to know how proud I am of this boy and how much I love him. And I thank Bob for recognizing his worth to this tribe by making him a senior."

The spectators cheered but Hassan waved for silence again. "But Eddie surprised me earlier when I told him the good news." He grinned at Eddie. "The kid has a talent for seeing things differently from other guys. He said that even after Bob told you guys he was a senior he would still be the same Eddie as when he was a junior. I think what he meant was that you can put any label you like on a guy but he still has to prove he's got the right stuff to fit that label.

"You all know and love Eddie as a cheerful, wise-cracking buddy who talks a whole lot. But I know that under that fun-loving exterior there is a tough young stud who could dominate any one of my Marine recruits. So I want you all to see that side of Eddie so the senior boys will be proud to welcome him as one of them."

Hassan turned to face Eddie and the crowd was silent as they all waited in silent anticipation of what came next.

Eddie Proves Himself

Most of them guessed that the rugged soldier would prove his boy's toughness by pounding his ass with his huge Marine cock, showing how much he could take. That's probably why he was wearing his combat fatigues for effect. They were confirmed in this assumption when Hassan shrugged off his shirt, then pulled off his tank top.

Stripped to the waist in fatigues and boots the bare-chested muscle-god with the dark Arab/Asian looks was a formidable sight and it would take courage for any boy to submit to him. It was the same overpowering look that had intimidated many a Marine rookie taking orders from their captain. Facing him Eddie pulled off his own shirt, then kicked off his sneakers and dropped his shorts. It was a ritual act of submission to a master to stand naked before him and await his commands.

So there was a collective gasp of amazement at what came next. It wasn't Eddie who fell to his knees. It was Hassan – on his hands and knees. The sight of the powerful Marine captain on all fours in a gesture of submission astonished the spectators as it dawned on them that the traditional master/boy relationship was being reversed.

And they all knew the sacrifice Hassan was making for his boy. It was taken for granted that the macho Marine captain was the ultimate alpha male – a man whose very appearance said it all. He had nothing to prove to anyone and mostly kept himself to himself. So it must have taken a major effort to stand up at this large gathering and make a speech, and then the unthinkable – humbling himself in front them all, including his own boy.

Randy was standing with Bob, Mark and Zack and said, "Now that, guys, is a real man, a master doing whatever it takes to help his boy."

The pressure must have been great on Eddie too, but he didn't flinch. He knew what he had to do as he stood there buck naked, his cock rearing up proudly, stiff as a pole. Some of the younger boys were afraid the pressure to perform would make him lose his hard-on. But one of Eddie's talents on display here was his ability to stay hard indefinitely and cum early and often.

He ignored the crowd and focused on his master, the man he loved and he knew loved him. And in that moment he was sure he could be a senior boy. He would prove it to them all and, most importantly, to his master. Yeah, he'd show them ...

Eddie knelt behind Hassan. He reached round him, unbuckled his fatigue pants and pulled them down over his ass. Again there were gasps as they all saw the macho soldier bare-assed, his pants round his knees. It would have looked humiliating on most men, but the captain could survive any indignity with his machismo intact.

Eddie spat on the palm of his hand, then on his cock and stroked it before aiming it as his master's ass. He grabbed Hassan's hips, paused and drove his cock in deep prompting a deep groan from the kneeling soldier. "Yeaahh," Eddie yelled as he proceeded to hammer his master's ass. His ripped young body flexed, his eyes gleamed, his tousled hair flew wildly and his cock pistoned deep inside the Marine.

Eddie looked up at the enthralled spectators with the grin they all knew so well. He was hitting his stride, proving to them all that he was much more than a garrulous junior boy. He was a Marine's boy – and he was fucking the Marine in the butt! The soldier braced his hands on the ground, his fingers digging into the grass as he endured his boy's pile-driving cock in his ass.

The crowd was mesmerized by the homoerotic spectacle of the shirtless, muscular soldier being dominated by his own boy, and some of the guys instinctively pulled out their own cocks as they watched in awe. It wasn't long before they heard Eddie yell, "I love you, sir. Your ass feels so good I'm gonna cum. Here it cums sir ... in your ass ..." His body bucked and the Marine tensed as Eddie blasted a load of juice in his ass – the first of several loads as it turned out.

Eddie pulled out, leapt to his feet, hooked his foot under Hassan and flipped him over flat on his back on the grass. He stood astride him, stroked his cock hard and sprayed another load of jizz all over the captain's muscular chest and exotic Arab face. Eddie was on a roll as he acknowledged the cheers of the crowd. "You ain't seen nothing yet, guys. This is the gusher you're dealing with – a senior boy gusher with a hard-on that won't quit.

He reached down, loosened Hassan's combat boots and pulled them off, then pulled down his pants and shorts and tossed them aside, leaving the soldier naked on the ground staring up at his boy in awe. "I'm all yours, boy ... my ass is all yours ... show them what you're made of ... show them you're a Marine's boy."

"Aye-aye, captain," Eddie shouted. He proudly displayed his still-erect cock, then dropped to his knees, pushed Hassan's legs back and entered his ass again. But this time it was not a pile-driving fuck. This was love, boy-on-man love. As his rigid cock eased in and out of his master he leaned forward and pinned Hassan's wrists to the ground in a classic gesture of dominance.

He smiled down at Hassan's chiseled, olive-skinned features. "Thank you for doing this for me, sir. Thank you for showing them I'm a senior boy. More than anything in the world I want you to be proud of me."

He leaned down and licked his own cum from Hassan's face then kissed him in a churning, tongue-searching kiss. Finally Eddie pulled back but continued to make love to his master's ass, deep and slow. Hassan smiled. "I am so damn proud of you, kiddo. You've shown them all – and me too. Tell you what would really clinch it – if you could cum again. Think you can?"

The mischievous grin was back. "Hey, soldier, this is me you're talking to. Can I cum again? Duh! I wanna show them I'm in love with a Marine who loves me. Can we cum together?"

"Hey, kid," Hassan smiled. "This is me you're talking to. A Marine can do anything – his boy can too."

Eddie pulled straight up on his knees and curled his hand round the soldier's cock while pushing his leg back with the other hand, giving him a clear shot at his ass. "Let's show `em, Eddie," Hassan shouted. "Fuck my ass, kid, fuck your master's ass and make me shoot."

"Okey-dokey," Eddie grinned. He pounded the captain's ass and his cock – faster, harder as they smiled into each other's eyes, closer than they had ever been before. "OK, soldier, this is it," Eddie yelled. "Cum for your boy while he cums in your ass. Cum all over that gorgeous body. Fuck yeah ... fuck ... now, sir ... now!"

Master and boy yelled and climaxed together, the boy inside his master, the soldier over his own heaving body. The air shook with the cheers of the awestruck crowd and the gasps of men spraying cum over the Marine and his boy as Eddie pumped his fist triumphantly in the air.

A Dinner Date

Randy stepped forward and pulled Hassan and Eddie to their feet. He raised their arms up high and yelled, "Guys, let's hear it for the captain and his senior boy." They crowded round to congratulate the pair until eventually Mario's lilting voice broke through.

"Signori – padroni e ragazzi. Lunch is served. Hassan and Eddie, Congratulazioni! Such a spectacle. You know doubt want to get cleaned up and dressed and then we shall drink a proud toast to Il Capitano and his brand new senior boy.

The festive atmosphere continued through the meal. Grady and Mario were sitting with Bob and Randy, and Grady's eyes were still gleaming. "I gotta say, when you guys come up here you put on a helluva show. We should do this every weekend."

"Ah, think of the poor boys and all that work," Mario said. "But I must say that the Grady House always seems to work its magic. And it's not only Hassan and Eddie. You must have heard of what happened last night between Seth, Danny and Tommy – especially Seth and Danny."

"Yeah, that seems to be a story in the making," Bob said. "But I wonder if it will go anywhere?"

"Oh, amico, magic like that does not just disappear in a puff of smoke. Just glance down at the end of the table where the three of them are talking. That's not just smoke getting in their eyes. That is what we call vivacità ... how do you say ... genuine sparkle?"

It was true that Danny and Seth had eyes only for each other. Throughout the day when Danny had got time off from the kitchen he spent it with Seth, and Tommy too if he was not busy.

Tommy was happy for his lover – the way Danny and Seth had found this connection. And as he had told Danny, Tommy in no way felt threatened by it. He and Danny were lovers, but there was no reason why Danny should not also have an older man in his life as Tommy had Steve and Lloyd. So he listened with increasing pleasure to their conversation.

"Man," Seth was saying, "Hassan and Eddie were terrific. There's more to that master-boy thing than I realized. Those two turned it on its head."

"Oh sure," Danny said. "A relationship between master and boy can take many forms, sir. They're all different depending on the couple."

"Yeah, it must feel great to have a boy you can protect, but I doubt if I could handle it. I mean those guys have money and power. Hassan's a tough Marine captain, Mark's a cop, Randy and Zack own the construction company and Bob ... well he's in a class by himself.

"Me," he chuckled, "I'm just a simple construction worker, just starting to pull down a salary and with a roof over my head at last. Nah, I'm too rough around the edges, no breeding, no experience. I've heard guys call me primitive and they're right. But look at you two. You've both worked in fancy hotels and that rubs off – I mean, you've got class."

"But sir, like I said before, it's not the money or position or the job a guy does – it's the man himself – how he looks, the body language, his voice, even how he fucks – the real basic stuff. It's the total vibe he puts out. And sir, your vibe is definitely a master vibe, no question. As for the social manners and all that stuff, like I said that stuff can be learned ..." Danny glanced at Tommy who nodded slightly.

"Tell you what, sir," Danny said. "On Tuesday evening I'm gonna be all on my own. Tommy is working a dinner party at Steve's house, Mario and Grady will be out of town on some P.R. gig, and Brian's taking the opportunity of spending a night with Brandon and Pete."

He plucked up the courage. "So, sir, if you're not doing anything Tuesday ... why don't you take me out to dinner? I know this great place down in Silver Lake, kinda smart/casual. I would love to go there with you, sir."

"Me, take you?" Seth laughed. "See me in a fancy restaurant? Hell, I wouldn't know which damn fork to use."

"Oh nobody cares about that sort of thing these days. And anyway, that's the point. I could help you through that if you like. Only thing is that area can sometimes feel a bit dicey late at night but I'd feel safe with you anywhere."

"I think it's a good idea, sir," Tommy said. "I'd feel happier knowing you'd be with Danny."

Seth hesitated but Danny's shining eyes won him over. He flashed a smile. "OK, kiddo, you got yourself a date."

TO BE CONTINUED in "A Trial Of Strength" – Chapter 447

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