Disclaimer: This is a fictious story dealing with high school boys discovering themselves. It deals with sex between teenagers. It also deals with BDSM, CBT, Spanking and other aspects of the darker side of gay Life. All persons in this story are not real or intended to be real. If it is illegal to read stories like this in your State or Province you should leave now.
Chapter 23 Finale part 2
After finishing our brunch we moved Jerome into my small car. First stop the Ford Dealer. I had seen a couple of big vans there when we drove into town.
The salesman we ended up with wasn't all that interested, especially after seeing our trade in. I was not going to be deterred by an asshole, I headed inside the showroom. A big bright red Van was on display. I loved it.
"That's the one I want." I said to Jerome and Simon.
An older man walked up to us.
"Can I help you boys?"
"I want to buy that Van." I said.
"Really, well that's one of the most expensive we have. Are you sure I can't interest you in one of our used ones?"
"No I want that one. How much cash?" He watched as Jerome and Simon walked around the big red Van. A light went off in his head I guess.
"Your Gary and that's our local hero Jerome?"
"Yes. Can it be equipped with a wheelchair lift?" I asked.
"Oh indeed Son and in fact we can equip it so he can drive it too."
"Really!, eh, uh Wow that would be fantastic. So how much with all the stuff you said."
"Well base price for the van is 23,999. Add in the chair lift, or both chair lifts and the hand controls would push it above the 36 grand mark. Are you sure you can afford that much?"
"How much for my car?"
If you buy the van I'll give you 3 grand for it." He smirked.
"Okay. How long to get it fixed up. I'll go my bank and get you cash. I guess you need to write it up. Do you need a deposit?"
"Look Son, do you really have that much cash. It's a very expensive Van, plus adding all you want it will never be of use to any other buyer."
"I have 325 thousand in my account. Do you want to sell me that van or not. If not, I'm sure the GM dealer down the street will."
"Come into my office, I'll write it up."
A quick call to my bank confirmed I had the money and the bank would transfer what was needed to the dealership.
"Sorry to think you were just a window shopper Son. We really get a lot." "So how long until it is ready to go?"
Give us ten days, You will need to arrange insurance and registration. We have the plates, but can't give then to you until you register and insure it.
No Problem."
I went over and told both Simon and Jerome what I had done.
"You mean I can even drive?" Jerome said.
"Yes Love you can drive too. They are installing two lifts. One into the back and one for the drivers seat. It's all hand controls and you will need to get used to it, but my big black boy you can really drive."
Tears brimmed in his eyes and I quickly leaned over and kissed him.
"Maybe when we get you some artificial legs you can drive an ordinary vehicle." I said to him.
"You know my little white boy, you astonish me more each day."
"Well you can't be a sergeant in the US Army with out legs nigger." And danced quickly out of his reach.
"I'll get you for that nigger comment white boy." Jerome laughed.
That was the first time I had heard him laugh since before he shipped overseas. God it sounded good.
I think Jerome also remembered. His grin told me how really much he had come back home.
"Gary, I'm sorry for how I treated you in Seattle."
"Jerome Seattle never happened as far as I'm concerned. All that matters is I have you and Simon. That's all I ever want."
As we were talking an older man walked out of an office and walked over to us. As I turned.
"Welcome home Sergeant. Welcome back Gary and Simon."
Before I could say anything he continued.
"I know the problems you boys have had and I see you too are scarred from Viet Nam. I lost my Son there. There is a used wheelchair van on the lot. I have my maintenance guys getting it ready. You can use it until your van is ready. I know it is not much for someone that has suffered as you have Jerome, but consider it a gift from a grateful Father."
I don't understand Sir." Jerome said.
"I have read the citation for your Silver Star. My Son was one of the boys you pulled out. He didn't make it but most of the others did. At least you tried Sergeant and for that I am eternally grateful."
I watched all kinds of emotions cross Jerome's face. Finally he just bowed his head and cried. Remembering I think was the hardest part for my love.
The old man just patted him on the shoulder and walked back into his office.
I wheeled Jerome out to the loaner Van. Damn it was so easy to load him up. We headed for our bank. After clearing up all the loose ends at the bank we hit a liquor store and then headed home. Now really was a night to get drunk. I just wish instead the dungeon was still down in the shelter. That would have made me feel so much better.
After ordering pizza and eating we sat on the floor in front of the fireplace and drank. Simon and I took turns draining Jerome's bladder, but still had to run to the can on occasion. He seemed to expect it now and I was glad, maybe he would get into doing more stuff with us.
Jerome's upper body had developed almost into a weapon. He had so much strength it was astounding. He had no problem getting up stairs to our bedroom. His strong arms pulled Simon onto his cock as he drained his bladder before bed. That made Simon look at him with almost a visible love.
We were all wasted, so even as I wanted Jerome to fuck me, he couldn't get it up. That did not stop him from pissing in my mouth too. He still tasted the same to me. We all just cuddled together to sleep.
When I awoke in the morning Jerome was not in bed with us. I was immediately alarmed. I jumped out of bed and pushed Simon awake.
"Jerome's gone."
We checked the bathroom and then downstairs. We heard a very loud thwack coming from the garage. We both headed down the short hallway to the garage. Jerome was in front of Jerry's trunk. He had the thick studded belt in one of his big hands.
"About time you got here white boy. Get up on the table and lay down."
When I just looked at him.
"Now white boy. Move your ass or you really will be sorry."
I climbed onto my Dads work table and laid on my stomach.
"Tie his hands and feet Simon." He ordered.
Simon tied me down to the table. I watched as Jerome swung himself up onto the table using just those very huge arms. I knew what was coming and was hard even as I realized Jerome's arms were very strong and I would in a world of hurt shortly.
I hate screams." He said as he forced a cock gag into my mouth.
"I'm sorry Gary, but I need to do this." He said as the first shot across my ass registered from the belt.
I knew what was happening even though I was rock hard under me. Jerome was using me to take out all the pain inside he was feeling. I guess I passed out at some point. I awoke still tied down, I heard Simons muffled screams. I turned my head and Jerome slapped the thick belt over Simon's cock. I strained at the ties.
"Good your awake." Jerome said as the belt again came down over my very tender ass.
I guess I passed out again. When I opened my eyes Jerome was right in front of me. I felt his monster cock inside me.
"Gary this is what you really want and I guess I do too. I'll fuck you both anytime I want. I'll whip your ass anytime you fail to please me. I hate you Gary, but I love you too. Maybe Brian and I would have found each other without your help. But I can't forgive you love. So now you and Simon I will use to take out anything I feel."
"Use me Jerome. Use Simon, we won't stop loving you. I can't change the past and it was you who fell in love with Brian. I loved him from the beginning. I probably can't change how you feel about me, but I will accept all from you, you want."
For a few days it was the same. Jerome used us for everything. Sometimes I think he went overboard in beating Simon, but Simon was still hard even when he couldn't sit for a while. Sometimes when we were super hard after he had tried everything he would just take off. I wasn't sure why at first, but after particular real hard strapping he left both Simon and I untied in the garage. We both headed inside and found Jerome crying on the sofa.
We both sat down beside him.
"You okay Jerome?"
"No. How can you guys love me when all I want to do is hurt you. Sometimes I almost want to whip you to death. I guess I'm blaming everything that has happened to me on you two. Fuck I must be going crazy."
I wasn't sure what to say. I knew Jerome wasn't crazy, well I didn't think he was. I knew inside he was still hurting over Brian's death, but I figured in time he might get over it. There's no doubt his whippings could be really intense, but to me I just wanted it harder and harder. Simon I knew sometimes was really hurting, because I think Jerome punished him to get at me. I didn't want to change anything. I was in heaven when he was whipping me. Maybe I was the real crazy one.
About two weeks later the dealership called to say the Van was ready. I had already got the insurance and registration done. We cleaned all the junk out of my old car and after loading Jerome for the last time went to pick it up. Damn it was nice inside. Lots of room and both lifts worked great. Jerome grabbed the book on driving and sat in back as we took it for a spin.
Jerome spent a lot of time in the drivers seat over the next few days, not driving just trying the controls. It was definitely different than driving with both legs. We cleaned the house and packed everything for trip to Daytona. Both of Gary's trunks went in first. Neither Simon, Jerome or myself had much stuff to pack. We did pack up all Brian's old clothes and gave them to the Salvation Army. That was the hardest part for Jerome, breaking that final link to his boyfriend. By the end of the week we were ready to leave. After turning off the hot water tank and setting temperature low, we left Mundare, maybe for the last time. As Soon as we were out of town Jerome seemed to perk up, maybe it was good we were leaving all those memories behind. He loved been able to drive and we let him drive all he wanted.
We took our time and made numerous stops. Sometimes for fun and other times to let Jerome work off some bad feelings. He took out all his pain on us, but I just loved him more for it. He had I think come to an understanding within himself. None of his whippings were as hard as he had done at the house, but they still hurt a hell of a lot.
One morning after a night of getting fucked by Jerome's monster cock he made Simon and I wear big butt plugs. He told us he was going to fist fuck us one day so he needed to start making our holes bigger. Just thinking about that kept me hard most of the first day. But after a couple of days of bigger and bigger butt plugs they really started to be uncomfortable sitting all day in Van.
"Get used to them white boys. Your going to always have one inside you." Jerome told us.
It took us ten days to get to our house in Daytona. We registered Jerome at the VA hospital and settle down in our new home. It really wasn't made for a wheelchair, but after buying some specific fixtures and installing them it made it easier for Jerome.
The very first letter we received at the house was for Jerome to report to the local US Army recruiting Center for duty. The US Army had not yet given up on Sergeant Washington. He was still on disability leave, but I guess they wanted him back in a limited capacity.
"What do you want to do Jerome? Stay in or get out? I know you will get a real good pension, but what ever you decide is good with Simon and me."
"Until now, I had not really thought about it. I hate that fucking uniform, but I guess I really liked the Army."
"I can't figure they want me as a recruiter. I'll scare away more guys than I could possible get. They are going to take one look at a Sergeant with no legs and run screaming from the office."
That got a good laugh from both of us.
"Well only one way to find out what they want you for."
"Yeah I guess."
The letter hadn't specified a particular date, just as long as it was before September 30th. We had time to get Jerome's uniform dry cleaned and pressed. The night before he was to report he came up stairs as Simon and I were preparing for bed. He had all three huge dildos under one arm.
"Simon, go get that big can of Shortening we bought."
"Tonight's your night Gary. Maybe I'll do Simon tomorrow."
Thinking about what was coming for me, got me rock hard almost instantly.
When Simon came back, he told him to jack his cock until he was ready to cumm and then fuck me until he did. Jerome was already slowly jacking his cock. He was going to fill my ass with their cumm before he started. I almost came right then.
Simon didn't take long to get to the point of blowing. He shoved his cock into and almost at once I felt his hot cumm in my ass. When he pulled out Jerome hammered his cock into me. That did get me off.
Lick up the mess he made Simon." Jerome said as I felt his load splash inside me too.
When Jerome pulled out he forced Simon to suck his cock clean. He then picked up the three inch dildo. I knew this was going to hurt like hell. The butt plugs had been big, but no anywhere as big as that first dildo. I also knew there was five inch and six inch to come after this one.
I watched almost detached as Jerome coated the dildo with shortening. He brought it up to my open hole. I felt a slow pressure as he slowly pushed it into me. As I opened my mouth to scream, Jerome shoved the cock gag into my mouth. At least he didn't just ram it in as Gerry had done the first time. The first time I almost passed out from the pain. This time it was still very painful, but was more like a deep ache inside my ass.
"Wow! That looks hot." Simon said in awe as the dildo slowly slid into me.
"You get it tomorrow Simon." Jerome said.
I knew that was going hurt Simon way worse than it did me. The biggest thing he had had in his ass was the two inch butt plug.
I started to groan as Jerome slowly pulled back and pushed the dildo back in. He slowly speeded up until he was doing it like Gerry had. Finally he pulled it all the way out. I never moved as I watched him grease the five inch dildo. Knowing what was coming, I tried to relax, but remembering the pain from the first time made me very tense. Jerome looked like he didn't really care as he just started to push the dildo into my ass. I vaguely heard Jerome tell Simon to hold me still. I knew I was screaming around the gag but the pain just went on and on. All of sudden I felt Jerome's arms pulling me up. As he forced me onto my knees, I knew what he was going to do and I tried to fight him. He just pushed my ass down onto the floor. That forced the dildo deeper into me. I guess I did pass out then, because I awoke laying on the bed. Jerome had the last dildo in his hands.
"One to go and then I'll let Simon fist you before I do."
As Jerome pushed the six inch dildo in, I thought it did not hurt near as much as the five inch. After working it in and out a few times, he slowly pulled it out.
I watched Simon pull on a pair of latex gloves and cover one with grease. Jerome showed Simon what to do. I felt his fingers slowly entering me. Damn it felt good. I felt his hand slowing change into a fist inside me.
"God your hot inside Gary." Simon moaned.
I watched fascinated as his arm slowly disappeared into my hole, almost to the elbow, before he pulled slowly back. All the old sensations from the first time came back. God forgive, I just loved the feeling of his fist inside me. As my cock started to get hard, Jerome pulled out the gag.
"Oh yes love, yes, yes ,yes. Fuck me, fuck me." I moaned.
Even as he started to really move in and out of fast, all I wanted was more and more. I almost cried when he slowly pulled out. I never wanted it to end.
I watched as Jerome's open hand approached my ass. I knew this might really hurt. Jerome's hand was huge compared to Simon's. I grunted in pain as the wide part of Jerome's hand forced it's way past my muscles. After it was inside the pain dropped to dull ache. I could feel it as he slowly closed his hand. Now the real pain might start. His arms were very long too, if he pushed in as far as Simon had.
To start it was real pleasure as Jerome started to slowly move inside me. He was slowly pushing more into me with each stroke. By the time he had almost his whole forearm inside me I thought he must be almost into intestines. That was as far as he went. He too started slow and slowly built up speed until he was hammering his fist right to the top of my ass. The only pain was when he hit the furthest reaches inside my ass. Everything else was pure pleasure. He finally tired and slowly pulled out.
He sat back on his haunches. When I sat forward I took my hand down by my ass. I could actually put my own fist inside me. Wow, I could fuck my self. Not far though. I pulled my hand out and licked my fingers. Both Jerome and Simon burst out laughing. I licked both Simon's and Jerome's shit and come covered hands before I just laid back on the bed. Damn it hurt, but I wish it they were still inside me.
Simon helped me into the shower. As he washed me, I pulled his hand down to my ass. He gently pushed it inside. I could have stayed like that forever. He pulled out and then inserted the shower hose. After really cleaning me out he helped me to dry off and then out to bed.
Jerome was not quite done. He pulled me down and I drained his full bladder. I had learned again to just swallow it all. Jerome had really laid a licking on me the last time I had missed some. He then fucked my face until he came. That part of him was real easy to swallow. After he had me suck off Simon before we just cuddled next to him to sleep.
In the morning Jerome checked my ass.
"Well I could probably fist you again, but maybe another time."
Damn I thought.
We helped Jerome shower and then dress in his uniform. Today was the big day.
I drove with Jerome in back. As we came to the recruiting office, there was a space right in front. A big sign said No Parking, Tow away Zone. I parked anyway. As I came around to open the door for Jerome, a cop came up and ordered me to move the Van. I ignored him as I opened the door and hit the switch to move Jerome to the ground. He shut up as soon as he saw Jerome. Simon opened one side of the double doors, the cop grabbed the other. As I wheeled Jerome inside the cop saluted.
Inside the recruiting Station were three people. An old looking Sergeant behind a desk, a guy sitting at the desk and one guy looking at brochures. The Sergeant looked up and said.
"I'll be with you in a minute." And then did a double take and came out of his seat like a shot.
Ramrod straight he saluted Jerome. He almost ran around his desk.
"This way Sergeant Washington." He led to a door, knocked and entered.
"Sergeant Washington Sir." He said, and stepped out of the way.
I pushed Jerome into the office. An Officer was already coming around the desk to meet him.
I stopped pushing him and the Officer put out his hand.
"It is a real honor to meet you Sergeant Washington."
"This is Gary and Simon. They are my friends." Jerome said.
"Yes of course." He said as he smiled.
He offered us both chairs as he went back around his desk and sat down.
"First off Sergeant, I am very glad to see you out of the VA Hospital. Have you thought about what you would like to do now?"
"Well Sir, I really don't think the army wants a guy with no legs. So I am not really sure."
"First, I am very sorry for your injuries Sergeant. That said, you have a lot going for you Sergeant. You received America's second highest decoration for bravery. That Sergeant opens up several doors for you. First, the Army will arrange for you get artificial legs if you want them. It would get you up and out of that wheel chair. Second, the Special Warfare Center is very interested in you. They would like you as an instructor, specifically in Jungle Warfare."
"Well getting artificial legs might be okay, but I'd need an airborne course to qualify for Special Forces. Even with artificial legs that might be impossible."
"Never underestimate the Special Forces. If they want you bad enough they might just toss you out without legs." He laughed.
"What do you think Gary?"
"Jerome, you said you hated the uniform, but loved the Army. What ever you decide I will go along with. Love I will go where ever you want no matter what you decide."
When he looked at Simon, Simon just nodded.
The officer looked at both me and Simon when I called Jerome my love. I saw a light bulb go off inside his head.
"Your that Gary and Simon. The ones that took on the selective service?"
"Yes Sir. I hope that dose not effect what you are offering Jerome." "Contrary to what you might believe, the US Army would have rather just left you alone." He pushed a button on his desk.
"Sergeant Wilson could you step in her please." He said.
The sergeant walked inside and saluted. "Yes Sir."
"These two gentlemen with Sergeant Washington are the two that took on the Selective Service and won."
"Then this is a triple honor." He shook both our hands.
"Sergeant Wilson has been partnered with a civilian for the last 15 years. The General policy of the US Army is don't know, don't tell. Not many know of his Gay Lover, but no one questions what he has done as a soldier. Sergeant would you lift your left pant leg."
When he pulled up his pant leg, he had an artificial limb that went all the way to his knee.
Jerome looked first at the artificial limb and then at the several rows of decorations on his shirt. Above all the rest was a small bar of red and blue with silver stars. Above that was a CIB with two stars.
"Sergeant Wilson I think I am the one that should have saluted you." Jerome said.
"Think nothing of it Sergeant. What I did was nothing compared to what you did. You Sergeant to me you are the real Hero. You helped bring more of my Army home alive."
Tears started down Jerome's face. I was very quick to get beside him.
"I wish I could have got them all." Was all Jerome said.
I knew Brian was one of those he could not save.
"Sergeant, I want you to take some time to decide. When your ready to make a decision let me know."
"Okay Sir. I will let you know soon."
We left the office and were soon on our way home.
"Stop and buy some booze." Jerome said.
When we got home we helped Jerome out of his uniform and we all sat around in our shorts drinking. The Army boxers he had on could not hide his monster snake. Just looking at it got both Simon and I hard.
"What do you two love birds want me to do?" Jerome asked.
"We want to do what ever you decide love. Jerome Simon and I love you maybe more than we love each other. If you want to stay in then we will follow you where ever you go."
"Camp followers." He laughed.
"Look Gary. If I decide to stay in and they want to put fake legs on me I know it won't be in Daytona. What would you do with the house?"
"I'll sell it or rent it. My Dad bought it for us."
"Well I got to piss. Be right back."
"I'll do that Jerome." Simon said.
"Forget it you Mexican Bandit. If I go back in the Army, The Special Forces won't let two fags drink my piss. I need to get used to using a toilet again." Jerome bounded up the stairs using just his arms. Simon sat down beside me and I kissed him.
I suppose he won't want to fuck us either." Simon said.
"Simon where ever he goes we will get a place off base for him."
"Cool. You think he has made a decision?"
"Yeah love I do."
Two days later I put our house up for sale. We loaded the van and headed for Maryland. The VA hospital in Maryland had the best artificial limb ward in the whole US. Jerome was admitted almost immediately. I found a house we could rent short term lease. It was close to the VA Hospital, but also very secluded. Our nearest neighbor was almost half a mile away.
Jerome's stay at the Hospital was not nice for him. Getting the legs fitted was easy, the physiotherapy was not. Learning to walk all over again was very frustrating for him. For almost a month we hardly saw him. When we did visit he almost never talked very much.
I knew what he would need when he could finally become an out patient. Something to take his mind off the problems he was having. I took Simon to a big hardware store and bought rings and other stuff. We put the rings in the basement ceiling. We built a set of stocks and another stool like Jerry had used to nail our cocks and balls down. We brought Jerry's trunks down to the basement and put everything on shelves. Now we were ready for our love to come to our temporary home.
We talked to his Doctor and he agreed to let Jerome come home at night. There were conditions. Jerome had to use his legs to get around. He could remove them to sleep. We stood at the door waiting for him the day they released him.
They refused to allow him to use a wheelchair and it showed on his face as he slowly made the way to our van. He was in one very bad mood. His face was contorted as he used the crutches to help him walk. But I almost cried in joy, he was walking.
He refused help to get into the van and hardly said a word all the way home. He made his way into the house and sat down. A look relief crossed his face.
After helping him change to shorts and a t-shirt, Simon handed him a cold beer.
He sat and glared at me.
"Why I ever let you talk me into this shit is beyond me white boy." He said.
I didn't talk you into this Jerome. You made up your mind long before we even got home in Daytona. So don't give me any of your sanctimonious shit nigger."
"If I could I would torture your white ass and balls until your almost dead boy."
Simon and I just smiled to each other.
"Well nigger, if you want a piece of my ass and balls you are going to have get to the basement. You'll have to stand up though and I don't think even you can do that boy." Simon and I just left and went down to the basement.
We heard Jerome scream a long line of swear words as we left the living room. We both stripped nude. Simon helped me into the stocks. He then slipped his hands into the ropes hanging from the ceiling. All we could do is wait. We heard Jerome coming. His swearing for the most part, but also the double clicks as his crutches and then feet hit the stairs.
"Fucking crutches." He yelled and we heard them clatter to the floor of the basement.
He finally made it to the basement and into the light.
"Holy fuck, you weren't kidding." He said.
"Jerome we picked this house because it was away from prying eyes and far enough from any other house that any screams could not be heard. WE knew you need something to get your mind off the physio."
Jerome moved around the basement, he stopped in front of Simon.
"You can relax Simon. Gary's the only one I want."
"Is all the stuff from the trunks here?"
"Yes." Simon said.
"Good because I saw some stuff when we had the little dungeon that we never used on you Gary. Now if I can find them white boy your going to be a world of hurt."
He shuffled slowly among the shelves.
Finally he walked back over to me. He had three odd looking clamps in his hands and a long tube. He showed me the clamps. Two were just cups lined with wicked looking spikes about a quarter inch long. The other looked like a big battery clamp.
"What I should do is make Simon fuck your face when I put these on, but you might just bite his cock off, so I won't. I might like to put these on him later." He had a very evil look on his face.
He started to move by me and stopped.
"AS much as I would love to hear you scream white boy, I don't want you to bite your tongue off either." He forced a dowel between my teeth and tied it behind my head.
"Now you can still scream." He moved out of my sight.
I felt his hand on my ass and then he slapped each cheek about four times. Each hurt, but not like it was a belt. Then nothing. All of a sudden I felt cold metal on one of my balls and the then his hand pushing my nuts apart in the sack. At once there was a searing pain in my nut, like someone had put a hot iron on it. I screamed and my whole body shook. The pain seemed to increase slowly until there was nothing in my mind except the pain in my nut. My whole body shivered and shook as I tried to dislodge the thing that was causing all the pain.
"Stand still cocksucker. Your only making it hurt more." Jerome said
I tried to stop shaking but just couldn't. Then it started again as he put the clamp on my other nut. Fuck what pain, I had never felt so much pain in my life. I vaguely heard Simon screaming something, but all my mind was registering was the god awful pain in my nuts. IT wasn't the continuous pain like being ruptured but a sharp pain like my nuts were being pierced form all side at once. He started to slap the clamps, each time sent waves of pain to my brain. I screamed myself hoarse and still the pain went on.
He came around and undid the stocks and stood me up. That caused another wave of pain to shoot through me. He held me up as he put my hands through another set of ropes hanging from the ceiling. When he let go of me I just slumped in the ropes.
"Figured I'd let you see what I am going to do next dirt bag."
When I looked down I couldn't see the clamps, but did see my cock was semi-hard. He pushed my head up and brandished what I had thought was a battery clamp in front of my face. As I focused on it I saw it was really just a huge Alligator clip. The very long clamp had inter meshing teeth, long teeth along both edges. It was held closed a very thick spring.
"This one goes on your dick. Might not be of any use for a while, but then I got Simon to keep me amused. Maybe I'll let him fuck you later after I fuck you."
"Please not that Jerome." I pleaded.
"Don't give me that shit white boy. You just love to be tortured. Hell your getting harder just thinking about it."
He was right. I was getting hard. Why did I always get myself into these predicaments? Well that was easy Jerome was right. I did like to be tortured.
He slowly squeezed the alligator clip open. He just stood and looked at me. Then in a rush he spun around and put it on Simon. Simon let out a blood curdling scream as the teeth bit into his cock. Simon had not been hard and as the teeth bit in blood rushed to his cock. As his cock hardened the teeth just bit deeper and he screamed harder. I could see Jerome laughing so hard he was almost falling over. Jerome then twisted the end of the clip and yanked on it. That sent Simon into a fit as he screamed so hard he almost chocked. Finally Jerome removed the clip from Simon. Blood seeped from the deep cuts all along the length of his cock.
"See Gary, I don't even have to hurt you to really hurt you. I just have to watch how you react when I torture your wetback boy friend."
He turned and looked at Simon's cock.
"This thing really chews the cock up. Nice."
He squeezed it open and slid it to the very base of my cock and slowly released the handles. The pain started immediately and I started to scream and squirm.
"Hold still you little cocksucker."
I tried but it was just too much. He just let it go. He then undid my hands and pushed me to the floor.
Come on cocksucker get my dick out and suck. It's what you like Gary. Sucking my black snake."
The pain in my cock and balls was so bad it was almost impossible to move.
He grabbed my hair and dragged me to his crotch.
"Do it cocksucker or I'll really start to work on your wetback."
I reached up and pulled Jerome's shorts down, freeing his cock. HE just pointed it at my mouth and holding my hair rammed it into my mouth.
"Yeah, boy suck that cock." He said as he started to fuck my face.
One thing Jerome did know, was I really did like to suck him. I loved his big cock anyway I could get it. Everything else was forgotten as he rammed his thick meat in and out of my throat. Even the pain seemed to fade in the background.
"Get ready cocksucker. I was saving this load for your ass, but now you get it in your stomach. Miss one drop and I'll nail your nuts down with Simons on top."
Did he ever have a load. So much that some even squirted out my nose. Jerome laughed when he saw his cumm leaking from my nostrils. After he was done he pulled out and pushed me to the floor. He kneeled with one knee on my chest. I screamed bloody murder when he removed the clamp from my cock and tried to roll into a ball to escape. He slapped me and spread my legs. When he took the clamps off my balls I guess I passed out.
When I woke up I knew I had really fucked up. I should not have built that stool we used to nail our cocks and balls down. Jerome had me taped solid to the stool. My cock was stretched out and already tied tight.
He saw me open my eyes and look around.
"Told you white boy, what would happen if you missed any."
He was standing by Simon, with Simon's balls in his hands.
"You got a nice set of nuts wetback. Tell you what I am going to do. After I nail Gary's nuts down, I'm going to let you fuck his face, while I fuck you. Gary loves to suck. If you really abuse Gary's mouth, I won't nail your nuts to his."
I saw Simon nod his head.
"Good boy." Jerome worked his way over to the shelves again. It took him a while but he finally found the nails and alcohol. He poured alcohol into the bowl and dropped two nails in. As an afterthought he dropped on more in. I was shaking all over. He started to whistle, a tuneless tune just a sort low whistle. He finally picked up the hammer and bowl and walked haphazardly over to me.
"I was just going to nail your nuts down, but considering they are not going to be of any use for a while, I figured I would also nail your dick down too. After you suck Simon off and I fuck him, I'll let him go so he can release you. By the time I'm done, that might take all day tomorrow."
"Since the first time we did this, I have wanted to nail you down Gary. Now I have a chance to really do a good job."
No matter what I said to him, would not make a difference. He had already made up his mind. He sat down on the short stool.
"I'm not going to nail your sack down, so if you move, it will only make me put them in deeper."
My balls were already pretty large and covered in blood from the ball crusher he had used. They hurt so much I hardly felt the first nail. The second caused me to scream and continue as he hammered my balls almost flat. Getting them out was going to be real hard. I never even felt the nail he put through my cock shaft. He just placed it just below the corona of my cock and with one bang drove it through my cock and into the seat below. Blood shot from my piss slit. He set the hammer down.
"That will hold you."
He removed Simon and pulled him over to where I was strapped down.
"Remember Simon, fuck his face as hard as you can. You don't, you'll join Gary on that stool. If that happens your both stuck here until I let you go."
Simon never said a word as he shuffled up to me. One leg on either side of the chair. He pushed his hard blood covered cock against my lips. I just opened my mouth. He pumped it into my mouth and throat. The taste of his blood and cock assailed my taste buds. Fuck it wasn't bad.
Simon's scream bit through my pain. Jerome had shoved his huge cock into Simon dry. Simon's cock wilted in my mouth, but I just continued to suck him. Even after several hard strokes Simon was still crying in pain, but I felt him start to move again. It wasn't long before Simon's cock was again fucking my face. I just blocked everything else out and sucked at his cock as it slipped in and out of my throat. Simon blowing in my mouth caused Jerome to blow in Simon, when his ass clinched on his cock. Simon stopped moving as Jerome pulled out.
"Suck my dick clean Simon." Jerome ordered.
Like a robot, Simon just backed way from and sucked Jerome's cock.
"Your just like Gary Simon, a good little boot licking cocksucker. Next time I'll let Gary watch as I fuck with you. I'll leave you two love birds now. Have fun." He cackled as he slowly left.
Simon turned to me crying. He kissed me and then untied me from the chair. One thing I am sure Jerome did not know was that in the tools we had taken from the house, was a nail puller. I screamed long and hard as the nails came out, but without the puller, Simon would have had to used the claw hammer. That would have been worse. As before there was not much blood, but my balls were now the size of softballs.
Simon and I helped each other up to our bedroom. After getting me laid out, he went and brought some pain pills. We both took a couple and laid together. Sleep did not come easy. I finally awoke when my bladder screamed for release. Simon without hesitation drained me. I figure he probably got some blood too, cause he made a face when he was done.
"How you doing love?" Simon asked when he sat beside me.
"Balls don't hurt, but my dick does."
"Well their still huge Gary. I think that nail in your dick was way too big. There's still a hole. It's not bleeding but I bet it might be still open inside. Piss probably didn't help."
I picked up Simon's dick and looked closely at it. You could hardly see any damage. He started to get hard.
"Whoops, I guess I should wait a while for that Simon."
"Later, when I suck you off, you can suck me."
I remembered that our balls did feel better after getting off after the first time we did this."
We both took another pill and went back to sleep.
When I woke up it was dark out and my bladder was again screaming for release. As I moved out from under Simon he woke up.
"Got to go again love? I'll do it."
"Well you must have to go too. I'll do you while you do me."
Simon quickly switched to a 69 position and took my dick into his mouth. I found his and sucked it in. God what a feeling, almost as good as a blow job. Simon's very acidic and salty piss shot into my mouth. I just swallowed. Next problem I had was I loved to suck Simon's cock, so I just kept it there in my mouth. He started to get hard. Simon started to work on my cock and soon we both sucking like babies at a tit. I felt Simon's cock grow a bit and then his always good tasting load filled my mouth. That sent me over the edge, but instead of feeling great it hurt like hell as I blew. I cried out as my cock fired again and again. Simon just lapped it up. The pain almost disappeared when he finally lifted off my cock.
"Feel better now love. I sure do." He said.
He got up and switched on the bedside lamp, sat down and very gingerly examined my balls.
"They sure went down a lot Gary. One more time tomorrow and I think they will be okay."
"Fuck am I hungry. Can you help me up."
He helped me sit on the side of the bed. My balls looked like small orange size now. He went to our suitcase and brought back a jock strap. He carefully helped me into it. As I stood, my balls felt not bad considering all that had happened to them in the last 24 hours. Knew right now I was going to destroy that damned chair.
Simon helped me downstairs. I sat gingerly on a chair in the kitchen. Watching Simon's very cute butt as he worked making breakfast started to get me hard again, but it hurt even more. Finished we sat and ate a hot breakfast. In all this time I had never even thought about Jerome. Done we headed into the living room.
"I wonder where Jerome is."
Simon got up and looked in the second bedroom, came back and checked out front.
"Van's gone and so is Jerome." "Fuck him. He's old enough to take care of his own black ass." I said.
"What if he has an accident or something?"
"Simon, I don't really care anymore. Jerome has been wallowing in his own self pity. So Brian got killed. So he loved him. IF he really loved him that much, he would have refused to go to Viet Nam. Instead he chose to go, with or without Brian's permission. He's got himself to blame for Brian. I have tried to help him all I'm going to. He wants to stay in the Army, well he's just going have to do it on his own. I'm done helping."
We sat silent for a while and then Simon helped me back up to bed.
"I'll stay up a while Gary. You need anything just holler, I'll come running."
"Smash up all the stuff in the basement and burn it. Pack the trunks too. The only guy I want abusing me from now on is you love."
Jerome didn't come back all weekend and on Monday, Simon rented a small van. We loaded all our stuff and locked up the house. We dropped the keys at the owners and drove to the VA Hospital. Our van was parked in the patients parking lot.
We went in and up to his room. The nurse told us he was physio. WE walked down to the big gym. Several guys were there doing exercises. Some like Jerome had artificial legs. Jerome was working at the parallel bars. We walked over.
"We're leaving Jerome. You can keep the Van. No cripples in our family. You want to see us we will be back in Dayton."
When he looked at us all that was in his eyes was hate.
"Whatever cocksucker. Take your little wetback and leave me alone. I don't need you or anyone else."
"Have a good life nigger." I said and walked away not looking back.
The first thing I did when I got back to Dayton was tear out everything that had made the house wheelchair accessible. The ramp, the fixtures, everything. I wanted to erase all memories of Jerome. Some memories I could not erase, but Simon helped by using his nice cock in both holes as I used him too. Our life actually settled down. I went to work for John Deere. Simon went back to college. Almost a full year passed before we learned what happened.
Simon and I had a couple of Gay friends we met over for an afternoon Bar-B-Cue. WE were sitting enjoying a few beers as the potatoes cooked on the grill. Simon heard a car pull in. A few minutes later Gerry walked around and into the backyard. I got up and started to move toward him. He pulled out a badge and folder.
"No hello Gary, no hello Simon, just, "Where's Jerome?"
"Not here Gerry. We haven't seen him since the VA Hospital a year ago."
Gerry visibly relaxed. Then he stuck out his hand. As I gripped it he pulled me close.
"Sorry Gary. We have been looking for him for almost nine months."
"What happened?" I said as I led him to a chair. I handed him a beer, which he gratefully accepted.
"Jerome checked out of the VA Hospital dead on time. He could walk apparently and apparently quite good. He had orders to report to Fort Bragg. He apparently headed that way, with stops along the way. At each stop he pulled about $20,000 from his account in Mundare. The last time was in Washington DC. I first thought that he might have been coming to see me, when I was handed this investigation. He never arrived in Fort Bragg and after two weeks the Army posted him as AWOL. At that point he could have just walked into any recruiting Station and been released."
"Instead he chose to rape a white teenager in Washington. He not only raped the boy, he tortured him almost until the kid died. Bad mistake on his part, we found his SS number at the crime scene. Now this is where it gets worse. Apparently he also did the same thing in four places between the VA Hospital and Washington. At least there were four cases of rape and Torture of teen boys in four different cities. Same MO so we think he did them all. It became an interstate crime then and was turned over to the FBI. I got the call."
"You haven't heard a word from him Gary?"
"Not a thing Gerry."
"Damn, I was hoping he might have called you. You two were pretty close at one time."
"That was before he went to Viet Nam and Brian got killed. He came back with so much hate in him he was a different man. We tried to bring him out of it, but he almost killed Simon and I one night and I called it quits."
"You want to tell me about that Gary?"
I took him inside and told him everything I knew, including about the night at the house.
"You two still into that stuff Gary? I thought you might have grown out of it."
"Just between Simon and me. No one else."
"Okay."
WE went back out and sat. Gerry had another beer.
"You know he has a big Wheel chair Van?" I said.
"Really, where did he get that?"
"WE bought it together in Mundare. When Simon and I left the VA, I told him he could keep it."
Gerry wrote it all down in a booklet he carried. I gave him the description and license number that was on the Van.
"Look Gary, if he calls or comes here please call us." He handed me his card.
"You can bet on it Gerry."
Jerome must have planned his end very carefully. HE picked a State that had the death penalty for murder. In Austin Texas, he raped and castrated a young Mexican boy along with his brother. Then leisurely drove out of town to a farm house. That's where the FBI and State Police caught up with him. He gave up without a fight. He's now on death row in Texas. I guess he has come full circle and will join Brian soon. Simon got a letter from his lawyer. He willed the balance of his money to Simon.
I never spoke his name again in my life. Simon and I have been happy together now for 30 years. We both retired and now still sometimes enjoy a few things in our basement.
THE END. Comments welcome. suddar40@telus.net