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 6
"Jerome, have you ever sucked off a white boy?"
"No Master."
I undressed, and sat back down.
"Time to start. Come over here and suck me off."
As he started to stand up.
"On your knees boy."
Jerome crawled over and then slipped my cock into his mouth. For a guy that didn't suck he sure was good. He just slurped on my cock. He really was a turn on seeing his smooth black body and head bobbing up and down on my cock. In no time at all I blew a nice load into his mouth. As he went to pull off.
"Swallow it Jerome. All of it."
He swallowed it.
"Now neither one of you going to be able to suck or use your cock to fuck until the circumcision heals. But both your mouths and asses are going to get a good work out. After Jerry stripes your ass, I'm going to fuck your black ass Jerome."
"You can sit and watch while I whip my loves ass and cock."
"Jerry, kneel on the bed with your head down."
Jerry scrambled on the bed and kneeled. I walked to the closet and got my belt. I knew I couldn't give him more than thirty six, I just wasn't as big and strong as he was. I wished I had a whip with multiple tails so it would be more effective with each stripe. I looked at his pure white upturned ass. Swung my arm back and hit him as hard as I could. The first one took him by surprise. He yelped. The next he just groaned. No matter how many times I hit him he just groaned. Why wasn't he crying like I did when he whipped me. I was getting frustrated and tired. I had only given him 16 when I had to stop. My arm ached from swinging it so hard. I let my arm drop and just stood there. Jerry turned and looked at me. As soon as he looked at me I started to cry. He was off the bed in a shot, holding me close.
"What's the matter love? It felt real good."
"I'm no good. I only gave you 16 and my arm is so tired I can't go on. I'm just not strong enough."
"Hey love. Maybe you should be using the bamboo switch, it's lighter."
"Well I'm going to rest first."
"Okay love. I'll give Jerome a few and then you can give me some more."
"Okay." I sat down.
It really pissed me off I couldn't give Jerry what he gave me. But maybe he wouldn't want me to give him all that he was going give Jerome, but still would do me.
Jerry turned to Jerome.
"Get in the same position on the bed boy."
Jerome quickly assumed the position. Jerry didn't even hesitate, just swung the heavy strap and got Jerome across his ass cheeks. Jerry continued. I counted as he got Jerome 40 straps. With each smack Jerome howled in pain. When Jerry finally stopped, I could here Jerome crying like a baby. The only thing you could see that Jerome had been strapped, was his ass cheeks were a deep blue/black color.
I was very hard and wanted to fuck his black ass.
"Are you a virgin Jerome?"
"No Master."
"Got a white boy plugging your ass Jerome?"
"No Master."
"Well who then?"
My Dad has been fucking me since I was ten."
That stopped me dead in my tracks. I dropped to the chair and just hung my head. Oh shit, Jerome had been abused by his dad. No wonder he was so willing to get punished. I just felt sick.
Jerry sat down by Jerome and gently rolled him over. Tears were streaming down Jerome's face. In no time we were all crying. Me because I felt so sorry for Jerome's home life, Jerry for what he had misread in Jerome and Jerome, because he was in more than just physical pain.
"That's it for me tonight." I said. I pulled my boxers and headed out of my room.
I went down to the kitchen and started to go through the cupboards. Dad used have some hard stuff. I wanted to get drunk. Shit I couldn't find a drop, so settled on another beer. I almost chugged a whole can. Then sat down and just cried. Well that was it. I wasn't going to abuse Jerome anymore. He had it all his life and I wasn't going to it to him anymore. I grabbed three more beers and headed back up stairs. When I gpt to the bedroom, neither Jerry or Jerome were there. I heard the shower going so walked into the bathroom. Jerry was on his knees shaving Jerome's pubes. Jerome saw me come in.
"Are you okay Gary?"
"Yeah, I guess so. I just feel so sorry for you Jerome."
"Hay, don't be. I loved it when Jerry whipped my ass. He does it a lot better than my old man can. My old man is mostly drunk these days and can't get it up no more. So he tries to whop instead but can't do fuck. Jerry really made me feel good."
Jerome's long cock kept getting in the way of Jerry's shaving.
"Nigger, hold your cock up so I can shave you." Jerry said.
"Oh yes Massa, me do good for you Massa." Jerome giggled.
That started Jerry laughing at Jerome's faked slave accent. Pretty soon I was laughing too. It took a long time to get Jerome shaved. After they both showered with me in the middle we dried off and went back out to the bedroom.
We sat down and were drinking our beer.
"How did it all start Jerome? I mean you're your Dad whipping you and fucking you? It's okay if you don't want to talk about it." I said.
He got up and walked to the window. Stood for a bit and then sat on the bed.
"My mom died when I was born. My dad blamed me. I was a really big baby. When I was about nine, I started jacking my cock. I was real big for a nine year old and my dick seemed to hard all the time. I was jacking off one day in our shed, when my dad caught me. 'So you like playing with your dick boy, well here play with mine.' He pulled out his cock, it was about Jerry's size, but not as thick. When I opened my mouth to yell no, he pushed it into my mouth. 'Suck me boy'. He came in my mouth and I guess I liked it, cause I was still hard. When he saw that he called me a nigger fag boy and strung me up and gave me a good whipping. Everyday for almost two years I had to suck him off, sometime twice or three times a day. I also got whopped too, cause I was always hard when he was done making me suck him."
He took a sip of his beer and just sat for a while.
"I was out chopping wood in our backyard one very hot summer day. All I had on was a pair of old gym shorts. I had been sweating something fierce. My shorts were drenched. My Dad had been sitting on the back porch drinking Shine and beer. I stopped for a breather and my dad said 'Get in the shed boy.' I knew what he wanted. I just walked into the shed. He came in and first off ripped my shorts off. He grabbed me and pushed me down over a stack of wood on my stomach. I though he was just going to whip me. Instead he said. 'ah got something else for you fag boy.' He started to put his cock in my ass. It hurt so much I screamed. He stopped and shoved my dirty shorts into my mouth. He raped me three times in a row and then left me in the shed and locked the door. He kept me there about a week, only giving food and water. He fucked me everyday at least three times. I started to really like it. I almost got to the point of wanting his big dick inside me. One day when he let me up after screwing me, he saw I was hard. He got so mad he strung me up and whipped me all over. But mostly on my cock. I couldn't walk for a week almost. Lucky it was summer, cause he left me locked in the shed all the time."
I looked at Jerome's face. Tears were slowing making there way down his cheeks. Before I could move.
"Eventually he let me out. He still either made me suck him or get fucked about everyday. When I started junior high, my Dad got smacked by a forklift at work and was pensioned off. So he had two pensions, so he never had to work no more. He couldn't walk so good, but sure could still get it up, but he became an alcoholic. Most days he couldn't get it up cause he was so drunk. Well we got an electric furnace and water heater so we didn't need so much wood. I got a job at old man Witherspoons junk yard. Well he caught me jacking off one day, but instead of making me suck him he sucked me off. Later I let him fuck me too. You see I really like getting fucked and I like sucking too. My Dad had taught me good. But I really missed my dads whippings. When Jerry gave the whipping earlier today it brought back all kinds of memories. Some good, some bad. But Gary, you need to know. I like what you and Jerry did to me. I like to be abused on my cock and ball and ass. I know you and Jerry like it too. All you need to find to whip Jerry is the right kind of tool to use. My Dad liked to use a thin piece of leather from a horse halter."
I finished my beer and went down and brought three more up. After handing them both one sat down. Jerry took a sip and then got up and handed me the bamboo switch. He took the position on the bed.
"You owe me another eighteen. Six on my ass and twelve on my cock."
I dropped my boxers and walked up behind him. Instead of whipping his ass I leaned over him and shoved my dick into his ass. He howled in pain as I drove into him with only a little precumm as lube. I fucked him as hard as I could for about ten minutes. After I blew, I pulled out and shoved my dick in Jerome's face.
"Suck it clean boy."
He only hesitated a second and then started to suck my slime and cumm covered cock clean. His mouth felt real good on my cock. After he had it clean I picked up the switch. Lined up on Jerry's ass and gave 6 real hard stripes. He screamed throughout the quick onslaught.
"Jerome, tie Jerry's hands behind his back."
I pulled out the wooden chair from the computer desk.
"Get on your knees behind the chair Jerry."
After he was on his knees behind the chair, I pulled his cock through the back and along the seat. I put a short piece of cord through the ring on his cock and tied it to a wrung on the front of the chair. Then I tied the rest of his body securely to the chair. Now if he moved the whole chair moved with him.
When I looked at his face after I was done, he looked real scared. With his cock tied along the seat of the chair, it could not move anywhere.
"So twelve more eh?"
The first strike brought a howl of pain from Jerry. The second I tried to just get his cock with the end. That more screams from him. Just two and already he was crying in pain. There were two very visible strips on his cock. Swish, three, four, five, six. He was crying for me to please stop.
"Only six to go Love. Here I'll cool it off a bit."
I poured a can of beer over his very sore cock. I knew that now wet it would sting even more.
Swish, seven. Swish eight. Jerry was starting to blubber, tears were streaming down his face and spittle was running down his chin. I did the last four real quick. He was almost slumped faint, the only thing holding him up was the chair. His cock looked like a bar-b-cued hot dog complete with stripes. It had also swollen a bit and I could see where the switch had broken the skin causing some bleeding. I sat down and told Jerome to untie him.
Jerome was very gentle as he untied my Love. I knew I was in for an awful lot of pain later from Jerry. At Least I hoped so.
Jerry just laid on the bed, trying to get himself to gether. I went over and gave him a kiss.
"You okay love?"
"Fuck Gary, that was the most pain I have ever felt in my life. Christ it really hurt."
He slowly sat up and examined his cock. He could see where the switch had broke the skin.
"That beer on my cock made it even more painful. How did you think of that?"
"Well it looked like it was on fire so I figured beer would cool it off."
"Fuck it only made it hurt worse. The chair was a fantastic idea. So simple, yet so effective."
"Well gives you more options for me and Jerome."
"Yeah." He smiled.
"Jerome, go get us some more beer."
"Yes Master."
"I'm going to give Jerome twelve on his cock like you did me and then I'll do the same to you Gary."
"Cool."
"I liked the way you fucked me too. I was expecting the bamboo switch, but instead got your cock instead. Thanks baby, I really wanted to feel you inside me."
Jerome came back and handed us a beer. He sat down and Jerry told him what was next. He never batted an eye.
I was working my seventh beer. Normally I would be almost plastered by now, but didn't think I was even close to being loaded.
Jerome drank a good swig from his beer and kneeled behind the chair. I tied his hands behind his back. Jerry finished up the rest. His cock almost stretched across the whole seat. I knew Jerry could hit a lot harder than I could.
"How many should I give you boy?" Jerry asked Jerome.
"As many as my Master wishes." He said.
Jerome didn't start to yell and scream until the fourth hit. After that his screams got louder and more insane with each hit. Jerry stopped after twelve and I thought he was done. Instead he just poured the rest of his beer over Jerome's cock. Jerome went into a frenzy, trying to move away from Jerry. Jerry gave him another twelve, one right after the last. Jerome I think passed out after about the tenth, but Jerry finished all twelve. We undid Jerome from the chair and laid him on the bed. It took him a long time to come around and then he started to cry again. We just let him cry.
After seeing what Jerry did to Jerome, I was becoming very scared. Now I wished I had never used the chair.
Jerome eventually got himself back together. He didn't say to much.
I sat sipping my beer waiting for the axe to fall. Jerry leaned over close to Jerome and took his ravaged cock gently in his hand. He examined it closely and then got up and went into the bathroom. He came back and gently coated Jerome's cock with cream. When I looked at Jerome's face I could tell he was now 100% in love with Jerry, the same way I was. Jerry could now do anything he wanted to either of us.
I had just finished my beer.
"Jerome, tie Gary to the chair, the same way you were."
"Yes Master."
He grabbed me and forced me to kneel behind the chair. In no time at all I was trussed to the chair, my cock stretched out along the seat.
Jerry came over and bent down and kissed me.
"How many Love?" He asked me.
"Same as Jerome."
My cock was rock hard waiting for the first strike. It didn't stay that way for long. By the second strike I was screaming my heart out in pain. Jerry never even slowed. He worked the switch up and down my entire length. I think I passed out in pain after only ten. He pored beer over my head to wake me up and then continued. I had been screaming so much I was getting hoarse. I know I passed out twice more only to be brought around with cold beer being splashed on my head or in my face. My whole body was a total wreck when he was finally done. Instead of undoing me he left me there.
I watched as he slipped on a pair of jeans and t-shirt.
"Be right back. Jerome get a beer and give him a drink. He's going to need it."
I was now getting really scared. Jerry and Jerome both left the room with me still trussed to the chair. Jerome came back and helped me drink some beer.
"I don't know what he is going to do next Gary."
"It does not matter Jerome. I love him and he can do anything he wants to me. I will still love him and probably even more."
Jerry came back with the two locked boxes he had picked up from his house. He set them on another chair.
"Fuck is it cold out. There has to be at least two feet of snow already. If this keeps up, there will be no school Monday."
"Gary, I read about this on the internet a long time ago. So I went and got some stuff from the vet supply in Kansas City when I was there once with my dad."
He pulled a huge hypodermic syringe from one of the boxes. Then he pulled out a package of really big needles. He took one from the package and carefully fitted it to the syringe. It still had a cover over the needle. He pulled a small package out and opened it. He swabbed it over my right ball. Then picked up the syringe and took the cap off the needle. It looked about three inches long and very thick. I screamed when he shoved the needle into my right nut. I watched as he slowly pulled back the plunger on the syringe. It began to fill with a clear liquid. My right ball was in agony. He kept it up until the syringe was almost half full and then pulled the needle out. He then repeated the process on my left nut. He used the same needle and it hurt worse when he put it in. I had been screaming so much I could not breath right. He filled the syringe. He pulled it out and set it aside.
Both my balls really ached, almost like I had been kicked, but different, like they had been kicked from the inside out.
"Neat eh. That's what your sperm looks like before it is mixed with the other stuff to make it work. You probably won't be able to get off for a while Gary, but that's okay, your cock won't be able to get hard either."
Next he pulled another plastic bag from one of the cases. He pulled out about 15 covered needles. These were about 2 inches long. He started at the base of my cock. He would uncover a needle and slowly push it through the shaft of my cock until it came out the other side. Then do it from the opposite side. Each one hurt so much I was totally beyond screaming. I could only whimper each time he put one in. He put thirteen needles through my dick. My screams renewed when he shoved the last two into the head of my cock. Blood seeped out from them after he had them all the way in. He sat back.
I looked at my dick. It looked like a pin cushion. It ached like crazy, not really hurting now, just a deep ache.
Jerry stood up and bent down and kissed me.
"I'm going to leave them in for a while. They are going to really hurt worse when I pull them out."
He helped me drink some beer and told Jerome to suck his dick for a bit."
I could only watch. But it did cause my cock to swell a little, which made the needles hurt more. I knew that was what he wanted. When he bent down and told Jerome to rim him it made my cock really start to get hard. I screamed as the needles seemed to move inside my cock. Jerry just laughed. After Jerome rimmed him he stood up and picked up the syringe, removed the needle. He came over to me.
"Open your mouth Gary." He drained the syringe into my mouth.
To me it tasted mostly like salt water, hardly any flavor at all.
He then kneeled down and removed the needles. He was totally correct it really hurt like crazy when he pulled them out and my cock was bleeding in about thirty places too. He stood and swatted my cock four times with the switch. It was almost an anti-climax. I had been in so much pain for so long I hardly felt them, but they made my cock bleed all over the seat of the chair. He finally released me form the chair. He carried me into the bathroom right into the shower. He held me up and told Jerome to wash my cock and balls. Then he applied cream to my cock, dried me off and carried me out and laid me on the bed.
"How are you feeling love?"
"Real sore, but real good too. Thanks love. Just wish you had whipped my ass too."
"All day tomorrow." He said.
My bladder finally protested all the beer I had drunk.
"I got to pee." I said.
"Time for Jerome to learn too."
"Come along Jerome." He followed us into the bathroom. Jerry told him to sit on the toilet seat. I stuck my cock in his mouth and started pissing. He never even blinked, just started to swallow. He couldn't get it all and some ran from around his lips and down over his chest. When I was done, I sat down and drained both Jerome and Jerry. I knew my bladder would be full again pretty quick with all the piss I had just drunk, but didn't care. I was in my own heaven now. Jerry had really worked me over and I had Jerome's and Jerry's piss in me. I smiled up at Jerry after he was done. I just wish they could both fuck me now.
We went back to the bedroom and turned on the TV. Well Jerry was right, no school Monday. The forecast was for more snow and blowing winds. They were calling it the worst storm in fifty years. I just hoped our dads had made it Kansas City before it really hit. It only took an hour or so before I needed to piss again. This time Jerry drained me. After we all climbed into my king size bed to sleep. I loved it, I had two big guys between me, one white, one black. I loved them both.
TBC
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