A Trial of Strength

A TRIAL OF STRENGTH – PART 485 By Rob Williams

Chapter 485 – "DARIUS & HIS BOY PLAY NICE & PLAY ROUGH"

IN THIS CHAPTER:

Darius and his new boy Ryan face their first challenge together. The rugged construction worker Seth has offended the tribe in a drunken rage and the rules demand he be punished. That task falls to black muscle-jock Darius who recruits Ryan's help in performing the physical punishment Seth deserves. Together they gaze at the beaten man, his sinewy body hanging limp and exhausted in tearful submission. ___________________________________________________________________

IN THE PREVIOUS CHAPTER

It had finally happened. Young Ryan, the new Thai boy in the tribe, had emerged from his shell and discovered the exhilaration of total surrender to his hero, the young black construction foreman Darius, who had been searching for a boy of his own.

At first the sheltered young man had been revolted by the idea of sex between men, and was especially scared of Darius's ten-inch cock. He knew he could never offer his ass to Darius and therefore could never be his boy.

But Ryan's mounting passion for the handsome muscle-jock overcame all fear and resistance and, step by step, Darius had guided him through a series of sexual revelations. His education culminated in a weekend trip up the coast to Darius's beach shack in the remote dunes where Ryan dared to explore further. He learned to butt-fuck Darius, to suck his cock and then made the most stunning discovery of all – the thrill of bondage, being totally at the mercy of his idol.

And that is how Darius had taken him over the final hurdle. Tied to the bed Ryan had confessed, "I want you to fuck me, sir. I want to feel your cock in my ass." It was only the head and another inch inside him, but it had been enough to cause two explosive orgasms – and to make Darius say at last, "I want you to be my boy, Ryan. I love you ... you're my boy."

Overwhelmed Ryan closed his eyes, but when he opened them again it was as if he had stepped into a whole new world. His life had changed. He was Darius's boy ... his master had butt-fucked him and cum in his ass. He had been fucked ... he was his boy.

As he lay beside Ryan Darius said, "I always knew that would happen, kiddo, I'm just surprised it happened so soon. I guess I didn't realize how much you wanted it. Hell, you didn't know it yourself. From now on it gets easier and easier."

Excitedly Ryan said, "Sir, can we ... I mean can I ... would you ...?

"Hey, hey, cool it kiddo. I know the dam has burst but we still gotta take this one step at a time. Starting with a cleanup. You think you can make it out to the ocean?"

They left the shack and went down to the surf where they hugged and kissed and Darius could see that the boy was no worse for wear – far from it. They horsed around for a while, splashing and laughing, then Ryan squinted into the distance. "Hey, someone's coming, sir."

Two figures were walking down the beach in their direction. As they got closer Darius shaded his eyes and said, "Well, what d'ya know? It's Seth and his boy Danny.

"You only met them briefly, kid, but you've heard Will talk about his dad Seth. He's real rough and tough a bit like Randy, but he's cleaned up his act and he's now the manager of one of the construction sites, under Zack. Then Seth surprised us all when Danny became his boy.

Danny is quite a sophisticated young man, the chef and house manager at the Grady House – I'll explain about the Grady House later. But I wonder what they're doing here. They must be staying at Mark and Jamie's shack a couple miles up the beach."

As they approached Seth said, "Hey, guys, we walked down here to see what you're doing for breakfast. Seth, with his rugged face, stubbled jaw and shaggy hair was wearing old frayed shorts, while sleek blond Danny was in colorful board shorts. Darius and Ryan were, of course, still naked and Seth laughed, "Just got out of bed, eh? Still butt naked."

"Except for ..." Danny grinned and pointed to Ryan's neck.

Ryan touched his neck and felt the leather collar he was still wearing that Darius had buckled round it before fucking him. "Darius gave it to me," he gushed, "`cos I'm his boy. I just got fucked in the butt for the first time and Darius made me his boy. I haven't told anyone yet, you're the first to know ... I'm Darius's boy ... his boy ... wait till I tell the guys I'm his boy."

Seth grinned. "So, I guess that means Ryan is your boy, Darius."

"I guess it does," Darius laughed, tousling Ryan's hair. "But what the hell brings you all the way up here, dude?"

Ah, it's a long, rough story, buddy. Come up to Mark's shack and have breakfast with us and I'll tell you all about it. Hell we've got a gourmet chef with us, might as well put him to work.

"And an assistant chef too," Ryan said. He ran into the shack, took off the collar and pulled on his board shorts. He brought out Darius's shorts and a green apron Will had given him.

"I see you come equipped, dude," Danny laughed and threw his arm over Ryan's shoulder. They headed back up the beach and the two construction workers followed behind them. "So what gives, Seth?" Darius asked. "What the hell's been going on?"

"Ah you know me, buddy. I got drunk, big fights, lotsa bruises and bruised egos. I think I'm gonna chuck the whole thing in."

"Nah, quit your job, leave the tribe? Hell no. OK, dude, spill – I'm listening."

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SETH'S BIG FUCKUP

As the two construction workers walked along the beach, following their boys, the two separate conversations were quite different in tone.

Rugged, stubble-jawed Seth was unloading his troubles onto his buddy Darius. In his deep, gravelly voice Seth said, "I guess it was my fault ... maybe I'm just not cut out to manage a construction crew. And I'd probably drunk too many beers in the lunch break.

"Anyway, it was a rough day, lots of frayed nerves, and two of the guys were arguing over some stupid thing. They started a fist fight so I pulled them apart and slugged them both. I guess I was a bit drunk and hit them harder than I thought. Pretty soon Zack came on the site and calmed things down.

"I mean, Zack is my boss and all and he's had a ton of experience handling guys, but I figured he was undercutting my authority as a manager and I started to yell at him too. He took a swing at me but I landed the first punch and floored him and stormed off. Timing couldn't have been worse `cos just then Randy came to visit the site."

"Oh, shit," Darius said.

"Yeah really. He saw all these guys on the ground and yelled at me, wanting to know what happened. You know how Randy can be. I objected to his tone and ... ah what the hell, might as well be hanged for a sheep as a lamb, so I swung at Randy too and dropped him. Man, I was drunker than I thought. I jumped into my truck and took off.

"I knew I was finished ... damn, I'd slugged the two senior bosses in the company and walked off the job. I wanted my boy Danny so I drove up to the Grady House where he works. I was a fucking mess, dude, but Danny stayed calm, bless him. He called Bob, exactly the right thing to do. Bob knows his stuff, knew that he had to keep a lid on this, not let it escalate out of control. Mostly he had to put distance between me and Randy.

"So he spoke to Mark and arranged for me and Danny to come up here for a couple days and stay in Mark's beach shack. Said he'd talk to Randy and Zack and then he'd let me know which way the wind was blowing.

"So we came up here last night and that's how things stand. Like I said, Darius, I fucked up royally and I deserve to be kicked out of the tribe. Wouldn't blame you if you took a swing at me too Darius. I mean, you're Zack's boy and I insulted him in front of the crew. It's all one big stinking mess, sorry to dump it all on you, man."

"Ah that's what buddies are for," Darius grinned. "And no, Seth, I ain't gonna hit you. Seems there's already been enough of that going around. But listen, let's look at a few basics. You took Danny away from his job as chef to Mario and Grady. That's not good."

"Oh, Bob took care of that too. He asked Will to go up to the Grady House and run the kitchen while I'm gone. Will won't have no problem with that, it's only Mario and Grady and their boy Brian to take care off. But dammit, Darius, that's what really hurts – Will is my son and I let him down again. I already put him through the ringer when we lived together till he ran away from home. I made it up with him but now he'll think I've gone back to my old ways, a fucking loser."

"That's not true, Seth. If I know Will, and I do, he'll stay loyal to you. He loves you, man, and one drunken lapse on your part won't change that. Same goes for Danny. He's your boy and, hell, he came up here with you didn't he? You are as different from Danny as two guys can be but that's what Danny loves, that raw macho thing you got going. Turns him on."

"Thanks for saying that Darius. But I can't ever go back and face Zack and Randy, especially Randy. He must hate my guts right now."

Darius smiled. "Hmm, I wouldn't be so sure. I've known Randy for years, from the days when it was just him and Bob. He can be a mean son-of-a-bitch but one thing he respects in a man is physical strength and toughness. I've seen him go toe to toe with a guy in a knock- down drag-out fist fight, and when it's over he shakes the guy's hand and pulls him into a hug. The guy has shot up in Randy's estimation and gained his respect.

When I first met him and Bob a bunch of guys made Randy suck my huge dick. Afterward I showed up at their house and Randy beat the hell out of me for that. But I took everything he dished out and that won his respect and admiration. He let me stay and – I'm still here. Same with Zack. Man, I've done some stupid things in my time as his boy and he's punished me big time, but he loves me and respects me – calls me his man."

Seth said, "Hey by the way, dude, congratulations on making that new kid Ryan your boy. He's a lucky kid, and you'll make a great master." He looked at Darius with a quizzical smile.

"You know, buddy, there's something different about you from when I last saw you. You say Zack calls you his man and he's right. You've suddenly gotten ... older. Oh don't get me wrong, you are still a gorgeous hunk of man, but you don't act like a boy, more like one of the masters. Huh, I s'pose that's `cos it's what you are – Ryan's master. You'll be a terrific example for him."

Seth shrugged ruefully. "Wish I could say the same about me with Danny and Will."

"Ah, don't sweat it, Seth. I've seen a lot of fights in this tribe and they all blow over. The tribe is stronger than its members. I'll put out some feelers and see what I can do to help. And thanks for saying that about me and Ryan. It's true, I do feel different from before ... bigger somehow. I guess having a boy can do that."

RYAN PHONES HOME

Meanwhile, the conversation going on up ahead of them was less intense – and rather one-sided. Ryan did most of the talking – or gushing. He was over the moon that he had just been butt-fucked for the first time by Darius, and had become his boy. Danny, as Seth's boy, was still feeling shell-shocked by what had happened with Seth but was grimly determined to stand by his man. Ryan's youthful effervescence cheered Danny up and kept his mind off his problems.

"I wanted to do it again, right there, but Darius said we should take it easy. It's a kind of one-step-at-a-time thing, he says, but I'm sure he'll fuck me again ... the sooner the better. I mean, it felt amazing ... well you would know all about that `cos you get fucked by Seth I bet."

"Ryan, being someone's boy is much more than taking his dick up your ass, you know." Danny immediately regretted having spoken so sharply and pulled Ryan closer, his arm still round his shoulder. "Sorry, kiddo, that came out harsher than I meant it. It's just, I'm still worried about Seth and what went down yesterday."

"No, Danny, it's me who's sorry, rambling on about myself when you've got troubles. Is it real bad stuff for you and Seth?"

"It's prob'ly gonna be, Ryan. And there are other people involved too, guys like his son Will. He must be pretty wound up about it all."

Ryan said, "I was gonna call Will and Brandon about me being Darius's boy and all."

Danny brightened. "Good idea, kid. Give them a call and let them know Seth and me are here and we're fine, kind of. I don't wanna talk to anyone yet `cos this is a master thing and I'm not supposed to get involved. I just wanna take care of Seth."

Ryan didn't need any more prompting and he pulled out his cell to call Brandon. "Guess what, Brandon ..." and he was off and running about Darius. Brandon congratulated him and enquired about Seth and Danny. He urged Ryan to call Will and reassure him that his dad was OK.

"Okey-dokey. See you on Monday, boss." Then Ryan dialed Will who reacted enthusiastically to his news. "I'm real happy for you, dude. We all knew it was gonna happen."

"Brandon said to tell you Seth is OK. He's here with Danny and we're all gonna have breakfast."

"Good. I'm up at the Grady House cooking breakfast for Grady and Mario. Bob said it's best I don't call Seth just yet `cos this is a master thing and the boys shouldn't take sides. But tell dad I love him will you?"

Ryan handed the phone to Danny as Will had a few questions about the Grady House kitchen, and they briefly spoke in hushed voices about Seth's problems. Just as Danny shut off the phone Darius called to them. "Hey, you two. Stop gossiping and get back here with your men."

Ryan broke free of Danny and eagerly ran back next to Darius who draped his arm behind his neck. Danny joined Seth, and Darius said, "Guys, we're in a wonderful place here – sun, sand and surf, good buddies, and the beach is all ours. So let's take a deep breath, put our troubles on a back burner and enjoy breakfast together. We'll let the dust settle and later on I'll make a few calls to L.A., see what the mood is. That sound like a plan?"

Seth grinned at him. "Man, you really have grown up all of a sudden. The man in charge, eh? Fine by me Darius, you're a good man to have around. Shall we let him be master, Ryan?"

"I already done that, sir," Ryan grinned, pressing against Darius. "'Cos I'm his boy now. Oh, I guess I already told you that, didn't I?"

MAKING LOVE AT LAST

Despite the cloud that hung over Seth the two men and their boys managed to enjoy each other's company over breakfast in Mark's shack.

While the men chatted on the front porch Ryan helped Danny in the shack's kitchen, proudly wearing his dark green apron. Their casual, gossipy conversation continued over breakfast and was perfect for keeping the mood cheerful and helping Seth keep his mind off his troubles.

But there had been glances across the table between Seth and Danny throughout the meal and when breakfast wound down Seth said, "Hey Danny, I feel like a long walk along the beach, maybe a swim. You up for that?"

"Absolutely, sir, that would be great."

Seth glanced at Darius. "How about you guys?"

But Darius sensed that Seth wanted to be alone with Danny and said, "Nah buddy, me and Ryan will clear breakfast away and kick back here till you come back. Have fun, you two, and don't worry, Seth. It's not as bleak as it seems, and I'll think of something."

They took off and Darius and Ryan watched them walk off into the distance. "Poor guy," Darius said. "I'm sure there's something we can do. Just can't put my finger on it. In the meantime, kid, it's just you and me. How are we gonna while away the time till they get back? Any ideas?"

Yes, Ryan had one idea in particular but he didn't dare come right out and say it so he toned it down to, "Well, sir, like you said, maybe we should start by clearing away breakfast."

"Lead the way, kiddo. Will nominated you as `honorary chef' so I'm in your hands."

Ryan smiled at the thought of Darius being in his hands. It was actually the reverse as Ryan loved being dominated by his new master and was hoping for more. Still, he did take the lead for now and directed Darius on which items to bring back to the kitchen. Darius meekly obeyed, smiling inwardly at the sight of his boy trying to be assertive.

In Ryan's early shy days Darius had wondered if he could ever draw the boy out of his shell. But once he had fucked him and asked him to become his boy a change had come over the boy – over both of them actually. Ryan had suddenly grown in confidence ... and Darius had seemingly gone from fun-loving senior boy to a self-assured man who took charge of a situation. As Seth had said, "Man, you really have grown up all of a sudden. The man in charge, eh?"

Ryan insisted that they wash the dishes and clean up the kitchen. "Will always says you have to leave the kitchen clean and ready for the next meal."

"Yeah, you already told me that. Did Will also tell you what comes next after the kitchen?"

Ryan's confidence faltered. "Er, no sir. I was hoping you would know that, sir."

"Oh I know alright. I've been thinking about it all through breakfast. Let's go sit down."

Darius led him to the bedroom where they sat side by side on the edge of the bed. "OK, so you and me ... let's review the action so far, kiddo. First, on the way up here, you fucked my ass on the tailgate of the truck. Then later, when I was sleeping on the chaise in front of the shack you sucked my cock, or a few inches of it. At least, you thought I was sleeping and I let you think that `cos you looked so sexy with my dick in your mouth and made me cum in it.

"And then, the grand finale ... this morning I tied you to the bed and shoved my cock in your ass – or a couple inches of it. And we both shot our wads, you remember that?"

Ryan smiled, with a vague feeling that Darius was teasing him. "Of course, sir, I'll never forget that – my first time ever."

"Right, but there's one major thing we haven't done yet. You know what that is?"

Ryan frowned. "No, sir."

"We haven't made love yet, kiddo, that's what. See, making love can include all of those things, plus lots of kissing and ... all kinds of stuff. It's hard to describe – better if I show you."

Darius stood up and smiled down at Ryan whose heart was beating like a drum. "You know when couples get married they have what's called their wedding night. Used to be the first time they ever fucked, but these days – well most couples have already been fucking their brains out.

"But I digress. What I'm saying, kid, is now that we are officially master and boy ..." he held his hand out to Ryan, as in a proposal ... "would you do me the honor of making love with me?"

Ryan looked up at the chiseled ebony face lit by a smile, and the flawless muscular physique clad only in board shorts, and tears came to his eyes. He took hold of the outstretched hand and was gently pulled to his feet. "It usually starts with a kiss, kiddo."

Darius put his hands on Ryan's shoulders, leaned forward and licked the boy's lips. Then he pushed his tongue in his mouth and their lips closed together in a long, tender kiss. It was not the grinding kiss of before – less physical, more emotional. Darius slid his arms down Ryan's body and folded them round him in a tight embrace, pinning his hands to his sides. Ryan happily surrendered to this new kind of captivity.

When their mouths separated at last Darius saw tears running down the boy's face. "Perfect," he smiled, "tears of happiness. OK, here's where some guys rip each other's clothes off. But us, we're gonna take it nice and easy."

He pulled back and began to unlace the drawstring of Ryan's shorts. Ryan did the same for Darius, all the time gazing into each other's eyes. Their shorts dropped silently to the floor and Darius took a step back. Ryan stared in awe at his new master, his long cock swinging between his muscled thighs.

Ryan's knees went weak and he had only one impulse. He sank to his knees before his master and licked his cock – first the head, then slowly all the way up to his wiry pubic hair. His low-slung balls came next. He licked them then opened wide and took first one, then both into his mouth. Breathing through his nose he almost climaxed with the sensation of his master's balls filling his mouth and the heavy cock resting across his upturned face.

"See how much you can take in, kiddo"

Ryan wanted to take it all as he wrapped his mouth round the head, but when three, four inches slid in he gagged and Darius pulled out and chuckled, "Not bad, kid. Six inches to go ... we'll work on it."

He hooked his hands under Ryan's armpits and pulled him up on his feet. "And now, kid, we make love." Darius picked up the young Thai boy, laid him gently on the bed and lay down beside him. "This is us now, kid. This is how it's gonna be from now on."

"He rolled over on top of Ryan and they kissed, hungrily this time, shedding all inhibitions. They rolled over the bed in each other's arms, kissing, licking, biting even as their passion grew. They rolled onto the floor in a tangle of limbs and the boy surrendered to the black man's superior strength.

Darius sucked Ryan's cock but only briefly as he was on the edge of orgasm. He pulled away and his green eyes stared down hypnotically at the excited boy. "What do you want me to do, sir?" he asked breathlessly.

"On your knees kid – in front of that mirror." As in every bedroom in the tribe, even in the beach shacks, there was a floor length wall mirror and Ryan knelt in front of this one on all fours, staring at the reflection of Darius standing behind him, his chest heaving, muscles flexed. For a moment Ryan thought he was about to get fucked in the ass, but not this time, not yet.

Darius knelt behind him and murmured "beautiful" as the stoked the white globes of his boy's ass, then slapped them lightly and smiled watching them bounce under the blows. Ryan pushed his ass up higher, offering it to his master ... and he was stunned at what came next. Darius bent low and buried his face in the boy's ass, pushing his tongue in and eating his ass.

It was a whole new sensation and felt incredible. It was a bit like getting fucked, but not quite. He was thrilled by the thought of that handsome black face buried in his ass and he pushed his ass back against it. It wasn't long before the physical sensation and visual spectacle in the mirror drove Ryan to the brink. "Sir, I think I'm gonna cum, sir."

Darius pulled away. "Wait ..." He got to his feet and picked up the jar off lube that was, standard equipment on every bedside table. Ryan stared at the homoerotic reflection of the handsome black man lubing his massive cock. "You're gonna fuck me, sir?"

"I'm gonna make you shoot, kid. And then I'm gonna make you shoot again." He knelt behind him and eased the head of his cock between the cheeks. "You really want this don't you boy?"

"Yes I do, sir. Please, I want to feel it."

Exerting steady pressure Darius pushed his cock inside his boy ... the head, then one inch, two, three, four until Ryan winced in pain. He reared up on his knees and braced his hands high on the mirror, clawing at the glass. Once again he was trapped, pressed against the glass, his ass impaled on his hero's cock. The face that just now had been buried in his ass was now behind him over his shoulder, the intense green eyes piercing his in the mirror.

"That's it, kiddo, you feel it now, don't you? And now you're gonna cum for me. Look in the mirror, boy, look at my eyes. My cock is inside you and you're gonna cum for me. Do it because you love me, kid ... and because I want to watch you cum. Feel that cock in your ass, boy? It's your master's cock fucking you, making you shoot."

"Aaagh! Ryan leaned back against his maser's chest, reached up and wrapped his hands round the back of Darius's head and howled as his cock erupted and sprayed semen over the glass. His body shuddered with the force of his climax and the joy of pleasing his master."

A PERFECT TEAM

"You're gonna be the perfect lover for me, kid," Darius grinned as he pulled slowly out of his boy's ass. "But there's one other thing a master always has to do ... bust a load in his boy's ass. You ready for that?"

"I'm ready for anything, sir."

"Good." Darius stood up, pulled Ryan up off his knees and picked him up bodily and cradled him in his arms. Darius walked to the bed and gently set him down on his back. Standing over him he spread more lube on his cock. "Can you take more of this, boy?"

"Yes, sir. Yes please, sir." Darius knelt on the bed, and Ryan pulled his legs back, once more offering his ass. Darius leaned forward and tweaked the boy's nipples, and instinctively Ryan reached up, stroked Darius's hard pecs then squeezed his nipples too."

"Mmm ... feels great, kid. And now I'm gonna make love to your ass and cum inside it. Squeeze those tits hard, boy, the harder the better."

It was true what Darius had told him – it gets easier. This time, with no ropes, no pain, his master's cock slid smoothly inside him, a bit deeper than before, then gently massaged his ass. Darius rolled Ryan's nipples hard in his fingertips and the erotic sensation distracted him from any discomfort in his ass. There was only intense pleasure as the shaft eased in and out of him. To Ryan's surprise his own cock was already hard again so soon.

He gazed up at the gleaming body rising and falling over him, and stared into the smiling green eyes, seeing them flinch whenever he applied even more pressure on his nipples. If this was making love he could do it all day. He was giving himself completely to another man – his man, his master, and already he could imagine no other life than this.

Darius saw the joy on the boy's face and said, "You are so beautiful, kid. I'm gonna cum in your ass and you know what? I'm gonna make you cum again too. Oh, I know you already shot a load a few minutes ago so I'm gonna let you jack off while I fuck you. But I warn you, kid, I'm real close."

Ryan removed his right hand from Darius's nipple and stroked his already rigid cock. He wasn't sure he had any jizz left but suddenly Darius fucked harder and faster. "Here it comes, boy. Let's do it together." Darius pulled back, drove in hard one last time, threw his head back and howled as his cock exploded deeper in his ass than ever before.

In a daze of euphoria spiked by pain Ryan pumped his cock hard and was amazed to feel jizz racing up his cock and spraying a second load on his writhing body. Wide-eyed with surprise he stared up at Darius and panted jubilantly, "I did it, sir. I came again ..."

"Yes you did," Darius laughed. "Now that is my boy. We're gonna make a great team, kid."

They were soon to discover just how good a team they could be."

HATCHING A PLAN FOR SETH

There was still no sign of Seth and Danny so they luxuriated a bit longer lying together on the bed, relaxing in easy post-sex conversation. Darius's mind turned again to Seth's problems. He liked Seth a lot and felt sympathy for those lost years when Seth had denied his sexuality and wasted so much time.

"The guy has come a long way to being a site manager," Darius said to Ryan, "and I'd hate to see him throw it all away over one drunken brawl – well two brawls actually as he decked first Zack, then Randy. Don't get much worse than that, though I've seen many times where a guy has lost his cool and lashed out. Hell, I've done it myself."

"But you didn't get chucked out, sir. What happened all the other times?"

Darius smiled at Ryan. He was determined to share everything with his boy so they could grow into partners as much as master and boy. "Well, kid, let me explain how it usually works. When a guy pulls a stunt like that, the first thing that happens is Randy goes apeshit. Especially when it happens in front of the crew. He's the big boss and can't stand losing lose face to his men."

"So you think he'll chuck Seth out, sir?"

"Not necessarily. See, there are certain rules and rituals in the tribe. Basically, a man fucks up and he pays the price. He gets punished and the punishment has to fit the crime.

"Like, when I used to lose my temper and beat a guy up the punishment had to be physical, often pretty brutal. I got tied up, worked over – sometimes whipped even – and it always ended with Randy ploughing my ass with one of his notoriously savage fucks. That way he re-asserted his authority and proved to everyone he was the boss.

"And when I say everyone I mean the whole tribe. The punishment was in front of the assembled tribe and the public humiliation was the worst part of it. Now, I can see Seth taking the physical punishment part. The man is tough as nails and can take anything you throw at him. He knows he deserves it and it would prove his manhood.

"But he has a fragile ego that comes from his past where he saw himself as a confused misfit, a casual laborer and a loser. He has rebuilt his self-esteem with the tribe, almost to the point of being almost equal in some ways with Zack and Randy on the construction site. But humiliation in front of the whole tribe would destroy all that and he would simply slink away and go back to his previous lost life."

"That would hurt his son Will, wouldn't it?"

"Will would be devastated, poor kid. He is so proud of what his dad has made of himself. There's no doubt about it, kiddo, it's a fucking mess."

They lay silent for a while, under the gloom that had replaced joy in the room. Ryan's brow wrinkled in thought and he eventually broke the silence. "Sir, you're Randy's foreman aren't you? Does that make you his assistant?"

"Oh yeah. Matter of fact the insurance company insisted he have an assistant to keep him from hurting other guys in one of his rages and getting slapped with a lawsuit. We work real well together ... he trusts me and delegates a lot of tasks to me."

Ryan frowned again. "Well sir, couldn't he delegate this to you?"

"What? What d'ya mean, kid?

"Well, sir. You said Seth could take the physical part but not in front of the whole tribe. You said how tough that would be for a man like Seth. So, like, couldn't Randy delegate that to you, have you do the punishment bit in front of us guys up here? And when Seth gets back home Randy can do one of his savage fucks and show him who's boss, except not in public."

Darius frowned. "Nah, I can't see Randy going for that. Trouble is, doing it here in front of you guys is hardly public is it? The whole tribe has to see it. Unless ... `Course I did bring my camera up here – I take that thing everywhere, you never know when you'll need it. But nah, even if I got it on video I'd have to take it back to L.A., edit it, and then," he chuckled, "maybe put on a show and sell tickets. Wouldn't work."

"It wouldn't have to work like that, sir. I brought my laptop with me – I take it everywhere, you never know when you'll need it," he grinned impishly. "I'm expert at computer stuff like that. I could edit the video and transmit it to whoever you want, so they'd get it right after it happened."

Darius smiled at him. "Damn, you little genius. You might be onto something here. Bob would be the point guy. He's the only one who can control Randy – can make him do anything. Bob could forward it to anyone he wanted. Hell, the most efficient thing in this tribe is the grapevine."

"This is the electronic version," Ryan said, "and Bob can choose the distribution list. It's easy."

Darius smiled at Ryan and kissed him. "Damn, your brilliant, kid. That genius idea is worth another fuck."

"Yes please, sir," Ryan beamed.

"Nah, down tiger. We'll do that later – we got work to do. I gotta call Zack first. I'm supposed to tell him what's happening anyway and I'm dying to till I tell him about you. Then I'll prob'ly call Bob. I know he'll want to protect Will ... find a way to resolve this mess and restore peace.

"But sir, do you think you can put on a good enough show of ... what did you call it ... giving Seth the punishment he deserves?"

"Ah, no problem there kiddo. The rough stuff is where I'm the expert. What a great duo – I direct the action and you do the tech distribution stuff. We should form our own company. What am I saying? We already have formed a great company, you and me. And it's gonna be a huge success, kid, I can feel it in my bones ... in my dick too."

GETTING BOB ON BOARD

Darius's determination was reinforced when Seth and Danny returned from their long walk. They all sat on the porch drinking ice tea and it was clear that the walk had been pretty much of a downer.

"It's no good, dude," Seth said, "I've pretty much made up my mind. Even if Randy does let me stay, which I doubt, there's no way I'm gonna eat crow and be degraded in front of the whole tribe and my son Will. I'm just gonna leave town and try my luck somewhere else. And Danny says he wants to come with me."

"Man, don't you think that's a bit drastic?" Darius said. "Leave the tribe? You've got so many good buddies there, you're one of the guys. And you'd be leaving Will, and you're really gonna take Danny away from his boyfriend Tommy and his great job at the Grady House? Nah, never gonna happen, dude. Listen, I've come up with the beginnings of a plan, thanks to my boy here," he grinned. "Just let me make a few phone calls, Seth, don't rush into anything."

Danny said, "I did wanna do a bit of surfing before we leave. I've been out with Jamie a couple of times and I was trying to persuade Seth to give it a try." He looked expectantly at Seth who shrugged, "Ah what the hell. I guess I'm in no hurry. No plans on where we're going anyway."

They got the surfboards, took them down to the water and launched into the surf. Darius said, "OK, kid, let's get to work. I'll put the phone on speaker so you can hear what we say." First he called Zack. "Guess what, sir, it's official – Ryan is my boy."

"Of course he is, I could see that coming a mile off. Congratulations, you'll make a great couple. Can't wait to get to know the boy better. You, er, seen much of Seth up there?"

"Yes, sir, and that's mostly why I'm calling." He explained the outline of his plan but Zack was quick to shoot it down. "That's crazy talk, boy. A stunt like that would never work. Dammit, I like the guy and don't want him to leave but he can't get away with what he did. And Randy would never go for what you're describing. He'd hit the fucking roof."

"Listen Zack, Seth is talking about just taking off with Danny and not coming back. You know what a disaster that would be – think of young Will. On the other hand he says he won't eat crow for Randy in front of all the other guys. It's not the pain of punishment that puts him off. You know he can take that without blinking. It's the public humiliation he can't take. It would shatter his self-esteem and take him back to his `loser' days as he puts it."

"I dunno, boy, maybe you're right, but we'd never get it past Randy."

"Ah, there sir, I was wondering if you, er, could maybe have a word with Bob. You know Bob would do anything to avoid a disruption like this, especially what it would do to Will. Bob's the great peacemaker and he can persuade Randy to do anything – he just has to flash that smile at him. It's worth a try, don't you think, sir?"

There was a pause at the other end, then Zack said, "You know Darius, there's a change in your voice, and your manner – more assertive, commanding somehow. I like it a lot, man, a whole lot. I guess having a boy of your own will do that. By the way, aren't you afraid of exposing Ryan to all this rough stuff you're proposing up there?"

"Afraid for my boy?" Darius chuckled. "It was him came up with the idea, sir!"

"Goddammit, I guess he is the right boy for you. OK, listen, I'll talk to Bob, but I don't hold out much hope. I'll ask Bob to give you a call himself. Well, done, buddy, I'm proud of you – you and your kid. We'll all have a drink together when you get home."

Darius shut off the phone and smiled at Ryan. "Well, that went better than I thought. Nothing to do now, kiddo, but wait."

The call came from Bob sooner than they expected. "Hey, guys, I imagine you're both listening on speaker so, first of all, congratulations. I couldn't be happier for you. Now down to business. Zack explained your idea and, after first rejecting it as crazy, I reconsidered and I think it's maybe our best shot at avoiding a calamity. Zack's OK with it but ... well there's Randy. You can leave Randy to me ... huh, how many times have you heard me say that?

"But when I speak to him I want to be able to show him the video. It will give me an edge if he can actually Seth suffering, you know how visual Randy is. That means you have to do it right away. And Darius, it has to be the real thing, just as Randy would do it. No pulling punches, no holding back. Seth would want it that way – help him prove his machismo to the guys. He'll show them how tough he can be, how much he can take, and it will restore his own self-esteem.

"And it's understood that when Seth comes back Randy and Zack will want to inflict their own form of punishment – I don't need to tell you what that will be – but in private. Probably in that old empty warehouse. Alpha guys like Randy, Zack and Seth work stuff out in their own way.

"Oh, just one other thing. Ryan, on the technical side, are you sure you can edit the video quickly and transmit it to us right away?"

"Definitely, sir. I've done stuff like this a lot ... well, not the rough, tough side of it, if you know what I mean. I'll compress the video in a zip file and upload it to you so you can show Randy. And I'll include instructions how you choose who else you want to forward it to."

They heard Bob laugh. "You two really do make a team, don't you? When you get back here I'll thank you myself in my own special way, Ryan. Provided I get permission from your man."

"Consider it granted, sir," Darius grinned.

WHEN & WHERE?

All that remained was to persuade Seth – and it was easier than Darius thought it would be. When he and Danny came splashing out of the water after a great time together Seth was in a much brighter mood and his former plan, to just cut and run, didn't seem so good after all.

So when Darius ran the plan by him and told him about his conversations with Zack and Bob, Seth glimpsed a light at the end of the tunnel. He knew the rules of the tribe and knew he had to be punished. In fact he needed it to prove he was man enough for the tribe, and to restore his sense of his own self-worth that his drunken rage had damaged. And this way it avoided a public spectacle, which would have torn him down rather than building him up.

"Where and when, dude?" he asked simply.

"Right now would be best ... over there." He pointed to an old door frame standing up in the sand beside the shack. "It's all that's left of an old shed that the wind and waves wore away over the years. And it's been used many times by men of the tribe for punishment. Believe me, Seth, you wouldn't be the first."

"I'll be the bad guy, but you gotta know, Seth, that Bob said it has to be real and intense, no pulled punches. It has to be rough enough to impress Randy."

"Wouldn't want it any other way, man. How about my boy Danny, though?"

"Danny won't take part but he has to watch. My plan is for my boy Ryan to assist me where necessary and for Danny to film it with my camera. Are you up for that, dude?"

Danny nodded. "Anything that'll help us out of this situation, Darius. If Seth can take it, so can I. Er, thanks for setting all this up Darius."

"Thank my boy," Darius grinned, "he came up with the plan. OK, guys, let's do it."

RETRIBUTION

A short while later the scene was set and young Ryan stared at the homoerotic sight with a mix of awe and uneasiness. The rugged, muscular construction worker was butt naked standing spread-eagled in the doorframe, his wrists tied to the upper corners, legs spread and ankles tied to the bottom of the posts. He looked spectacular and Ryan felt his cock stiffen in his shorts. Darius had awakened his sexual instincts and this was a definite sexual fantasy.

Ryan was standing next to Danny, both for moral support and to give technical help operating the camera. To complete the pornographic scene Darius was also buck naked as he faced his captive, his muscular black physique gleaming under the bright sun. A long leather belt hung down from his hand and his monster cock swayed between his legs, an ominous sign of what would come later.

"Seth," Darius said loudly for the benefit of the camera, "you have been accused of betraying the honor of the tribe by drunkenly attacking your two bosses, the senior men Randy and Zack. This is your ritual punishment. Have you anything to say?"

Seth raised his head defiantly. "I admit my guilt, and accept the punishment."

With no further words Darius raised his arms and smashed the belt across the hairy chest as Seth flexed his pecs and clenched his jaw, making no sound. Again and again Darius lashed the bound man – his chest, abs and thighs, but still Seth maintained a defiant silence. He would show Randy, Zack, the tribe and himself how a real man endures pain and punishment.

Angry red stripes appeared across his chest and he pulled at his bound wrists, his body writhing in the frame. At last Darius paused, walked around his captive, and this time the lash fell across his back. That Seth could suffer in silence but things changed when Darius aimed the belt across the mounds of his ass.

"Aaaagh!" Finally Seth howled in pain. His face thrashed from side to side, tousled hair whipping over his face, his body struggled as if stretched on a rack under torture and his screams were carried away on the breeze.

Ryan watched in horror as the macho construction worker suffered. Beside him Danny moaned and Ryan said, "You want me to take over, dude?"

But Danny kept the camera to his eye and his hand held steady. "Thanks Ryan, but I gotta do this for Seth."

Mercifully the whipping stopped and Darius contemptuously tossed the belt aside and stood facing the prisoner slumped in the doorframe. Slowly Seth raised his head, glared at Darius defiantly and groaned, "That all you got, man?"

"No it ain't all," Darius growled. "I got this too." He wrapped his hand round his semi-hard ten-inch rod and stroked it. He looked up at the doorframe to where wooden pegs protruded from the uprights a few feet up. He leapt up, grabbed the top crossbeam, spread his legs wide and braced his bare feet on the pegs. His cock was now inches from Seth's face.

"You know what you gotta do, man."

Submissively the stubbled jaw dropped and Seth opened his mouth wide. Instantly it was stuffed with the massive black cock, pushing deep down his throat, choking, suffocating. Pull no punches, Bob had said, so Darius didn't. He drew all the way back then plunged in again, pounding the agonized face as tears streamed down his cheeks into the thick stubble of his jaw.

Seth desperately tried to pull his head away as he screamed into the gag of the thick shaft and thought he would suffocate, when suddenly the cock pulled out and his head fell forward in submission. Still holding on with one hand Darius grabbed Seth's hair with the other and yanked his head back. He stared down at the rugged, chiseled features as Seth coughed and gasped and tears ran down his face.

"Man, you look so fucking gorgeous. You are one hot son-of-a-bitch. It's an honor to work you over, stud. Only one thing left – and you know what that is."

"You're gonna shove that fucking thing in my ass."

"You know I have to, man." Darius jumped down to the ground, walked behind Seth and the boys had a full-on, unobstructed view as Seth's body jerked forward and he yelled when the long, thick shaft drove into his ass.

Darius's cock was a weapon and he had taken extreme care when fucking his boy – tentatively easing in three inches. Now there was no such restraint as all ten inches plunged inside the struggling construction worker. But from somewhere deep inside Seth found the strength to be defiant again and he yelled, "Yeah, fuck me, man, shove that black dick in my ass. I need it, man ... fuck me ... cum inside me. But don't think you can make me bust my load. I'll never submit like that."

"Oh, no? We'll see about that." Darius yelled, `'cos I got something else too – my own boy. "Ryan, get your ass over here. Get on your knees. You and me together, let's show him what we've got. We'll make this fucker surrender."

Nervously Ryan knelt in front of Seth. "You remember how you sucked my dick on the beach and made me cum in your mouth? I want you to do that now, you think you can?"

"I'm your boy, sir, of course I can."

"OK, kid, we're a team. I'll fuck his ass, you fuck his cock."

It was a combination Seth couldn't beat. The pounding in his ass started again and he felt the boy's mouth close round his cock. For a rookie he was surprisingly good, using the same techniques he had learned from Darius. He took the thick cock down his throat, breathing through his nose, then pursed his lips round it and drew back. The whole idea of working with his master turned him on and he pulled his cock from his shorts and stroked it.

It was not long before Ryan felt the captive's cock swell in his mouth and heard Seth yell above him, "Fuck you, man, fuck you both ... aaagh ... no ... aaaagh!" As Darius blasted cum in his ass Seth's cock poured jizz in Ryan's mouth and the boy gulped it down. He pounded his own cock and spurted jizz over the prisoner's feet.

When at last Seth's cock was drained Ryan pulled back off it and grinned up at Darius looking down at him over Seth's shoulder. "Was that OK, sir?"

Darius smiled down at the eager face, cum running down his chin. "You're my boy ain't you? So if course it was OK, it was fucking beautiful." Darius pulled out of Seth's ass, came round and pulled Ryan to his feet and kissed him. Then he threw his arm over his shoulder and they stood beside Seth who was now hanging limp and exhausted, his cock dripping cum and semen running down his leg.

Darius shouted to Danny, "This is the money shot, Danny, get a long closing shot on it. It's what's gonna restore Seth's image as one of the toughest, alpha men of the tribe"

Danny managed to hold the camera steady on his master for long seconds, full of pride for his strength and endurance, until at last the video slowly faded to black.

SO WHAT COMES NEXT, SIR?

Darius said, "Kiddo, untie his legs – just pull on the escape knots." While Ryan released Seth's legs Darius untied his wrists and Seth slumped in his arms.

Darius held him up and murmured in his ear, "Fucking spectacular Seth - you suffered mightily. One thing Randy admires most in a man is having the strength to take a beating and remain defiant. If I know the boss I'd say that when he sees that you'll not only be forgiven but promoted. Now go rest up in the shack and have your boy lick your wounds."

"Thanks, Darius. You gave me just what I needed – you and your boy."

Danny came up, handed the camera to Darius and shook his hand. "Thanks, dude, you too Ryan. Now I gotta take care of my man." He put his arm round Seth for support and together they walked slowly into the shack.

Darius grinned at Ryan. "Well, kiddo, I sure threw you in the deep end of that one, eh? And man, you came through for me like a trouper. You feel OK?"

"Wonderful, sir. But are you sure Seth's OK? And Danny too?"

"Sure I'm sure, kid. See it may look as if I was brutal but there's a skill in not doing any real damage, just a lot of pain. A man as rugged as Seth will bounce back in no time, bigger and tougher than ever. As for Danny, I guarantee that he loves and admires his man more than ever. He's in there right now making tender love to Seth and healing his wounds."

"So what comes next, sir?"

"Well first, and most important, you gotta work your magic on the video, edit it, compress it and upload it to Bob. I'll call him and tell him it's on its way. Then my guess is he'll make Randy watch it with him. If I know those two that should be quite a trip – Randy watching a homoerotic scene like that with Bob beside him ... hmm, I'd like to be a fly on that wall.

"As for us, we'll have a great time here with these guys and when we get back I've a feeling you, as my boy, will be the center of attention. Also, I think Danny will want to invite us up to the Grady House where he's the chef and house manager."

"Sir," Ryan frowned, "I've heard several guys mention the Grady House, but it's like they don't wanna talk about it. Why is that?"

"Well, all I can tell you now is that it's named after a guy called Grady

"He used to live there?"

"Still does. And Danny works for him and his lover Mario. They're great guys and Grady is ... well I won't say any more until I clear it with Mario. That's a treat you have in store for you."

Now Ryan was even more puzzled. "Only Grady I ever heard of is that movie star who plays Tarzan in that big movie. I've seen it twice. He's so gorgeous ... I jerked off watching him both times. Have you seen it, sir?"

"Er, yeah I have. But we'll talk later, kiddo. Right now you gotta work on that video and I've gotta call Bob and Zack. And after that you can start thinking of what reward I can give you for your performance here today."

Ryan's eyes sparkled. "Oh I know that already, sir."

TO BE CONTINUED in "A Trial Of Strength" – Chapter 486

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