Benji

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If you are under 18 or are offended by male to male sex, male to boy sex or pain, BDSM, S&M, either willing or unwilling. You should leave this site now. This Story is fiction, and it is in our future. The year is 2030 AD. And this is how it is.

Chapter 3

We went back inside and settled on the couch by the fire. Benji snuggled up close to me and I put my arm around his shoulders. As I was about to speak, Chen walked in and set down two mugs of hot chocolate. I swear I think sometimes he can read my mind.

"Benji I need to tell you that I have reported your assault to the FPF. Director MacDonald is going to be coming up on Thursday to interview you. Now being a police man he is not going to very gentle. However if you prefer you could tell me what happened to you and then I could give Darrell a copy."

"Do I have to talk about it? He said with tears streaming down his face.

"My doctor said that if you can talk about it, that will help you come to terms in your mind and help you heal faster."

"Ok Sir, I mean Brin, but can I lay down now for a while I am so tired."

"Yes." I picked him up in my arms and carried him into my bedroom. I laid him gently on the bed and then undressed him. I saw that some of the bandages were coming off and told him we should wash all the old ones off and put on new ones.

"Will you shower with me Brin?"

"If you want."

I undressed and led him into the bathroom and turned on the shower. After we were both in I proceeded to wash his whole body again. He was very hard even before I reached his lower body. When I stood up I was fully erect and Benji lightly ran his hand over my cock. His touch was like a bolt of lightning. I removed his hand from my cock.

"Not now Benji. When you are all healed up and feeling better we will discuss what it you want to do for the rest of your life. I told you never ever have to do anything for me or my staff."

"But I already know what I want to do for the rest of my life. I want to stay with you. I love you. You are all I will ever want."

I pulled Benji into an embrace and just held him as the hot water rand down over our bodies. I turned the water off and stepped out of the shower wrapping a warm towel around him. After he was dried he stood and let me reapply the bandages. Like the first time he never moved but I could see the pain in his eyes as the spray was applied. We went back into the bedroom and I helped him into bed. I gave him two antibiotic pills and one of the pain killers. As he was smiling up at me I leaned down and kissed him on the forehead.

"Sleep well Benji."

After his eyes closed I went back to my office and started to wade through the accumulated material that had been mailed me from head office. About two hours later Mike walked in. Dressed in full combat gear, with white camo on.

"Going to check on the troops Sir. How's Benji?"

"Benji's sleeping."

My retreat in the mountain is quite a bit more than just a house. It covers about six thousand acres and is used as a training area for my troops. There are several large barracks, a mess hall, gym, rifle ranges and a tank gunnery range. Normally there is only about 50-100 men stationed out here as caretakers. Now with two full companies and a troop of tanks plus the reaction teams put the strength close to five hundred men. Well it would be good winter training for the men and women. I would have preferred to be alone up here it was so beautiful this time of year, but my security chief had other ideas when it came to my safety.

The only real problem I could see on the horizon was the up coming contract in Africa. The UN had contracted with INTERSEC to take over from the African National Defense Force the peace keeping along the Chadian and Sudan Border. The contract was for over 6000 troops for three years. I had the available manpower but not the transport to get them there. That meant I had to talk to the President of Noram, a man who didn't like me or my lifestyle. The feeling was mutual. However Noram's Armed Forces did have both the airlift and sealift capabilities that I needed. Which meant I would have to fly to Washington or Ottawa depending on where he was to ask for help.

The next two days were much the same, Benji would get up in the morning. Have his dressings changed and then go back and sleep after eating. His appetite was getting better and the wounds and abrasions were slowing fading. On Thursday Darrel again called saying he would not be up until at least Monday. I told him that I hadn't talked to Benji about his experiences yet but would probably start today. He had agreed to talk to me. I told Darrell I would make a hard copy of all his story and send down to the EDSON BOY file as soon as I had it all. He reluctantly agreed.

After Benji was up and after showering with him I saw that all of really bad wounds had healed enough that he wouldn't need the spray on Bandages anymore. He smiled when I told him. One of the few smiles he had made since we found him almost a week before. It lit up his whole face. He had a wonderful smile. After breakfast we went into my study and sat down at my desk. I asked him to put his hand on my fingerprint scanner and then scanned both his hands into my computer.

"Well son are you ready to talk to me?"

"I guess so Brin."

"Look Benji were going to take it real slow. I know these memories are going hurt, but without information I can't get to the people that did this to you. Do you know your last name son?"

"Oh yes Sir, I mean Brin. It's Watson."

Where were you born Benji?"

"I think it was in Ontario, but I'm not sure. That was where I was living two years ago. In an orphanage."

"You were in an orphanage, why?"

"They never told me. I was picked up from school one day and taken to the Orphanage. I don't know what happened to my mom and dad. I never saw them after that. I think they must have been killed. But nobody ever told me."

Benji was crying openly now, with tears running down his face.

"Do you want to continue Benji?"

"Yes Sir."

"So you were at this orphanage. How did you get out and end up on my driveway?'

"One day a man came to the Orphanage and picked me out and said he had adopted me. He said he had always wanted a son. He took me to a store and brought me all kinds of nice clothes. We then traveled to Estavan his home. He was really nice to me at first. He made sure I had lots to eat and nice clothes."

"Estavan, as in Estavan Saskatchewan."

"Yah, I think that's what he said."

"Go on Benji, sorry to interrupt you."

"That's ok Sir. I mean Brin. Well after I had been there about a week he came into my room one night and started to play with my dick. When I protested he told me to shut up. He then sucked on my dick and it felt so good I just shut up and let him. He did a couple of times a week for the next month. One night he came in and as he was sucking me, told me to suck on his dick. I said no. He got really mad. He stopped sucking me and pulled me up. He then forced his cock into my mouth. Suck it kid or I will beat until you do. He then hit me across my face. As soon as I opened my mouth to scream he shoved his dick in. I started to choke on it but he didn't seem to care. Soon I tasted his cumm as he unloaded into my mouth. It was very bitter and tasted awful. After he was done he told me that I was going suck him off everyday until I could swallow all of his cock. I was so miserable, I just wanted to die. He came back into my room every day for the next couple of weeks. He forced me to suck him off every time. Sometimes he would come back twice. After several days I was finally able to swallow all of his cock. But he still came back to get me to do him again."

"About 6 weeks after I had been with him and after about a month of sucking him off every night, a man came to his house. Jim, I think that was his name, introduced me to Mohammad. He said he had sold me to Mohammad. When I asked what he meant by saying he had sold me he just laughed. "You'll find out." he said.

"Mohammad came over and picked me up. He was huge. Well over six feet and very strong. He was very dark skinned, but not a Negro. He said for me not to worry as I was a very beautiful boy. We left Jim's place and went to the airport and climbed aboard a small jet. After take off Mohammad came over and undid my cut offs and then slid his hand inside . He played with my balls and then tried to push a finger into my ass. When I screamed he sat back and smiled. "Good your still a virgin." He then handed me something to eat and drink. I don't remember anything else that happened on the flight."

"He woke me up after we landed and handed me a pair of pantaloons and a shirt. Both were totally sheer. He ordered me to remove my cutoffs and T-shirt and dress in the clothes he had given me. When I hesitated he slapped me hard across my face. "Do it boy or you will wish you were dead. I paid good money for you and I plan to get it back one way or another. Save yourself some pain and do as I ask." I quickly dressed in his sheer clothes still not understanding where I was or what was happening. "Where are we Sir." I asked. He laughed. "The slave auction in Maracot." "But I'm not a slave Sir." I said. "Oh yes you are, not only that you are a sex slave. I hope to sell you to the Sultan of Burundi. He loves white virgin boys." I was taken from the plane and driven to a large outdoor arena. All around the arena floor were raised platforms with I single pole. I was taken to one of the poles and chained to it. A number was placed around my neck on a chain. I looked around after I had been tied to the pole and saw several hundred other boys and girls tied up the same as me. Men were walking around the arena looking and touching and feeling all the chained. Several times men came up to me and felt my cock and tried to insert a finger in my ass. After almost a hour or so, the bidding started. I couldn't understand the language, but could see in the eyes of the bidders an almost frenzied lust."

"After almost 2 hours, Mohammad walked up to me. "Benji you have made me a rich man. I paid 500 Noram Dollars for you and have sold you for 5000 euros'. Make your new master happy."

"Shortly after that a huge black man walked up to where I was chained. He undid the chains, removed the disk from around my neck and then put a collar on me. It was a leather collar. He hooked a leash to the collar and then just walked off. I was dragged off the platform and fell to the ground, but he just kept walking, dragging me along. He finally stopped and walked back. He grabbed me by the shirt and lifted me to my feet. "If you fall again I will whip you." He then turned and walked off. I stumbled along behind him. Soon we reached a covered tent on an open area adjacent to the airport. I was pushed into the tent and told to strip. Fearing the big black Negro, I quickly removed my clothes. A man in a white smock came in and examined me. He took blood samples and checked my balls, cock and ass. He then just left. "Dress" the negro said. He then led me to an aircraft. It was very big with four propellers. I was chained into a seat and then left alone. When I looked each way from my seat I could see several boys and girls chained like I was. Most were crying. I wondered why I wasn't."

"Benji I think we'll stop here for now."

He looked at me and then the next thing was he was in my arms. I wrapped my arms around him and held him close as he cried his eyes out. I held him until he stopped crying and shaking. He leaned back.

"I Love you Brin.'

"I love you to Benji."

"Do you want to go out for some fresh air. You have been inside almost a week."

"Ok Brin, but I don't have an overcoat."

"Well let see what I can do."

I picked up my phone and called the supply room.

"Sgt. Milligan Sir."

"Sgt Milligan could you come up with a set uniforms for Benji. Pants, shirt, boots winter cap, and parka."

"Yes Sir, my pleasure Sir. I'll be up in 5 to measure him."

"Thank you Sgt Milligan."

I hung up and turned to Benji. He had a wonderful smile on his face.

"Benji you are a most beautiful boy. You have a wonderful smile."

True to his word Sgt Milligan arrived and after a few measurements said he would be back in 15 minutes with a uniform for Benji. Benji and I went out to the sitting room and sat down by the fire. No sooner were we seated when Chen walked up and handed Benji a hot chocolate.

"Scotch for you Sir?"

"Yes Thanks Chen."

We just sat there close, each buried in our own thoughts. Less than 15 minutes later Sgt Milligan walked in with a set of uniforms for Benji. Not only what I had asked for, but thermal underwear, socks, thermal undershirt, wind pants and white camo covers. Benji was all smiles as he undressed and started to put on the clothing. He got everything right until the boots. He had never worn combat boots before and didn't know how to lace them up. I knelt down and showed him on one boot and then told him to do the other. He got it right, right of the bat. The kid was smart, I wondered how smart. After he was dressed, he picked up the Parka, the name tag read SADAC B. Benji looked up at me with a quizzical look on his face.

"Is this your Parka Brin?"

"I don't think so Benji. It's a little small for me. Why do you ask?"

"It says SADAC B on it."

"Well I am SADAC B, but I think the Sgt figured you were now part of my family, so it could also be Benji Sadac."

He just stood there for several moments thinking and then ran into my arms and planted a kiss right on my lips.

"I never, ever, ever want to be anywhere else."

When I picked up my parka to put on Benji noticed that my name tag just read SADAC.

"Does this name on here mean that I now have your last name Brin?"

"If that's what you want. But for now it just a means to camouflage you from anyone who might see you."

"I would really like to have your last name Brin."

"We'll see in time Benji. Now lets go for a walk."

I took Benji out of the house and showed him around. We walked down to the barracks and mess hall and introduced him to everyone we met. All the men and women we met saluted me and wished Benji much happiness and a quick recovery. He was in awe of all the people who were around. After a hour out in the fresh air, although really sunny out, was still quite cold, I noticed him shivering a bit.

"Had enough son, want to go in.?"

"Please Brin, I'm cold."

We headed back to the house and removed our outer clothes and sat down by the big fireplace. He again snuggled up close to me. I put my arm around his shoulder. He looked up at me.

"You're the best man I have ever met. I never want to be anywhere else."

I just smiled at him and held him closer.

"Do like swimming Benji?"

"Oh yes and I can swim real good."

"Ok. Lets go change."

"I don't have a swim suit."

"That's ok, we'll just skinny dip."

"Skinny dip? What's that?"

"We'll swim nude."

"But won't someone see us?"

"No. Nobody will be there except us."

WE went up to my room and undressed. Even though Benji had been nude in my presence on numerous occasions he still turned away as he removed his underwear. I handed him a towel and we headed down to my indoor pool. I wasn't a big pool. About 15 meters long and maybe ten wide. It went from three feet to about 8 at the deep end. I only put it in as a diversion. There was also a hot tub and steam room. Benji's eyes got real big when he saw it. Forgetting all about his modesty, he dropped his towel and dove into the pool and swam to the other end made a perfect turn and swam back. He stopped and looked up at me.

"Come on in Brin the waters fine."

I laughed, dropped my towel and dove in and swam underwater all the way to the other end, turned and swam back coming up beside him.

"Wow, you can hold your breath for a long time Brin. I want to try that."

He climbed out and stood by the edge. When I looked up at him I saw a very good looking 15 year old boy, a bit skinny but still a beautiful boy. He didn't notice me looking at him and I'm glad because I was getting aroused looking at him. He dove in and swam to the end turned and made about ¾ of the way back before coming up for air. After swam up to me.

"That was very good Benji."

"Yah but I want to be able to do it as good as you."

I laughed.

"Benji you can practice every day were here if you want but, your going to have to swim more than two lengths under water to beat me."

"Really!"

"Yeah, I can do 45 meters under water."

"I'll never be able to do that."

He was almost in tears. I pulled him into my arms.

"Hey Benji. You don't have to better me. I love you just as you are. You can be as good as you want to be. But there will always be things that I could do that you can't. That doesn't mean your not as good as me. There are probably things that you can do that I can't."

"Really!"

"Yes really."

"Come on lets get in the hot tub."

I walked over to the tub and just walked in and sat down. Benji came over and put one foot in and pulled it back out.

"That's really hot. Won't I get burned?'

"Do I look like I'm being burned. Trust me Benji."

"Ok."

He slowly waded in and came over to where I was sitting. He then slowly sat down.

The came right up to his neck. I reached over and turned on the control for the water jets. He almost jumped out when the water started to swirl around him. I grabbed him and held him as he slowly stated to relax. There was no doubt this boy had an effect on me. I was very aroused just holding him. I knew I had to cool it, but how? Every time I got close to him my cock would start straining in my pants or as now nude in the tub I was as hard as a shaft of steel. Damn. I forced my self to relax and then suggest we try the steam room.

Ok Brin was all he said. When he walked out of the hot tub he was as hard as a rock, but never said a thing. We went into the steam room and turned on the steam generator. Soon the room was filled with hot steam. I laid back enjoying the hot steam as it relaxed my mind and body. Benji stood up and leaned over me and kissed me on the mouth. Without conscious thought I responded. The next thing I felt was his lips around my cock. I started to sit up to protest.

"Please Brin, please I need to do this."

He pushed my chest back down and continued to run his tongue up and down my cock. I knew this was wrong, but my body and my mind knew this was what I wanted. Resigned I pulled Benji up until his legs straddled my chest. I pulled him down until I could suck his young cock into my mouth. I reached up and pulled him down until his cock was forced into my throat. For a 15 year old he had about 6 inches. I sucked and sucked. Soon I could feel myself coming to climax. As much as I wanted to stop, part of me wanted to blow into this great kids mouth. Benji took it out of my hands as he sensed how close I was he continued faster and faster until I unloaded all my pent up passion. I felt my self coming again and again, it never seemed to stop. Benji just swallowed and swallowed. Just as I finished I tasted his young cumm as he ejaculated into my mouth. He was very sweet. As my cock deflated I now felt a great deal of remorse that I had done this to a boy who had been beaten and tortured. A kid who had been a sex slave. I just wanted to get away. I started to stand.

"I'm sorry Benji. I didn't want that to happen. I'm sorry."

"Brin I did. I have wanted it to happen almost from the first day I met you. I love you. I will always love you. I knew you would never let me do this if I had asked. I had to get you in the position where I could take advantage of you. I want it again and again. I will always want you. I love you. Please don't hate me because this is what I love to do."

"I don't hate you Benji. I love you. It's just that I was hoping that the first time we made love of any kind was when things were more normal for you."

"Brin things will never be really normal for me. I know what was done to me and things that I have done. I can never change that. I just know that I have found someone to love who loves me. So I will continue to want you and need you. Need that elixir buried down here in your balls. Brin I could suck on your wonderful cock all day and all night."

"If you did that Benji I would never get any work done. Son anytime you want me I'll be there for you."

He wrapped his arms around me and we kissed. This time as lovers.

End of Chapter 3