Night of the Wolf

Night of the Wolf Chapter 2

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Note from the author... (THIS IS A WORK OF FICTION!!!!) It is a dark fantasy from my mind. Treat it as such. Please forgive my use of artistic license to tell a story. I was enamored with the many werewolf legends from so many different cultures. Many were far more frightening than the European tales I grew up on.

Warnings: There is non-consensual sex and graphic violence in the story, two elements that are part of my old life. While werewolves and shifters only exist in the world of cryptozoology, I am all too aware that monsters are real. I add this warning to prevent against triggering a reader who (like me) has crossed the path of REAL world monsters.

There are gender, gay and racial slurs from the racist bigoted patriarch character. It is part of the boy's up bringing he had to live with it, like many of us.

If you are still reading, enjoy.

Night Of The Wolf =================

Chapter 02... They See How It Began

Chase Nadir

The Dream/Remembrance...

The boy's drifted off into a deep sleep holding one another. Early in the morning Jedidiah's gift went active as he was dreaming. Jed could share his dreams bringing those he was close to in as silent witnesses. As Jed slept and remembered, Arian experienced Jed's years of hell.

As they slept Arian learned how close the connection would be between his boy and himself... He was drawn into Jed's dreams. He saw through Jed's eyes everything that occurred and felt it as if he had lived it himself. Arian saw what Jedidiah wanted to tell him... to tell anyone so desperately.

Arian first witnessed as Jed and his mother gathered bay leaves for a funeral. He felt a lifetime of love and the loss Jed experienced over the death of his maternal grandmother. Slowly the boy realized he was watching a life dissolve feeling as tragedy after tragedy fell on the family.

He shared Jed's concern about his mother's depression over the loss of his stillborn brother. He shared the heartache of the double loss of his father's mother, Mama D and his mother's older sister. Arian saw the boy collecting bay leaves for Aunt Jenna Redfish's funeral as well. The memory was bittersweet as Leilani the Earth Elemental chose to walk with Jedidiah's mother upon the death of her sister.

He felt the turmoil when the bank foreclosed on the family orchard, and the news that a group of land developers had purchased it.

By the time Jed was thirteen the world turned upside down several times, leaving him vulnerable. Papa Quade only had two children Karen and Buck. There had been a huge falling out between his children and himself. Karen and her husband moved out to Boulder Colorado. She had been diagnosed with ovarian cancer. That was compounded when her husband, a state patrol trooper, was shot and killed in the line of duty.

Buck and Hachi decided to go to Colorado and be with Karen to care for the horse ranch and help his sister fight. Papa Quade offered to take care of Jed, "Buck, I know you don't want the family business. Quin is now the only family heir I have to pass it on to. Shouldn't he know what he's getting into, or passing up? Let him stay with me, and Frank."

Frank was a twenty-three year old down on his luck mechanic that crossed Papa Quade's path. He ran a small auto repair shop out of the still industrial side of The Orange Plant. He also leased a sleeping room in the garage from Papa Quade. To offset his rent he worked on the company and farm vehicles at cost.

"Son, we can look after him... he's family. Your sister doesn't want my help. Hell boy, she doesn't want to see me, so I can't help there. I can help here, shouldn't family care for family? I do have a little bit of experience with children son."

After another excuse from Buck, Quade played for sympathy, "My Dusica was crazy about the boy. I think I need to see what I've been missing before it's too late Buck. I lost that chance with your sister, please son let me help."

That was the ticket. This was the first olive branch Quade Glynis extended to his son in years. There was a debate about using a power of attorney. Quade convinced Buck that the custody transfer was the better route. Buck signed over custody to his father for the care of his son. Both Hachi and Buck thanked him for taking care of their boy. Then Jed's parents headed west.

At thirteen Jed was a different boy. He was a brawler, for self-preservation the small boy had to be. In the fifth grade, a bully two years older and twice his size tormented Jed calling him, "Quin the Queen of the queer boys." Although Jed's nose had been bloodied, he still handed the older boy his ass, breaking the bully's nose in the process. Jedidiah was suspended for a week. The bully didn't bother anyone else for the rest of the year.

In fact at thirteen, Jedidiah had three passions animals, gymnastics and fighting. Two of those were acceptable in Papa Quade's eyes. Although Jed was good in regional competitions, it was clear; he would never be in the Olympics. Even though Papa Quade detested the sport, he did admire the boy's flexibility and strength. Little did Jed know others were admiring him as well.

Jedidiah had been back in trouble the year before at school. He was involved in a fight. A group of boys were harassing a new kid in school and Jed would have no part of it. Jed took on all five of the older bullies with the other boy jumping in.

When Quade found out the boy came out victorious on a five on two battle, he finally had a begrudging respect for the boy. Perhaps there was something in the "half savage" that could be saved. It took a full year but now his opportunity arrived.

Arian was confused almost waking up; as he saw the battle they shared through Jedidiah's eyes. It was weird seeing the moment he fell in love through another's eyes, and feeling Jed's attraction as well. The two boys became fast friends and almost inseparable for the remaining month and a half of the seventh and all through the eighth grade. He got to feel Jed's pleasure as Arian spoke his real name for the first time.

Though fearful, Jed moved in with his grandfather towards the end of the eighth grade. Jed was impressed by his grandfather's generosity. Quade took his grandson upstairs to "Jed's personal space." The gym he practiced at three times a week was a lot smaller. Jed was amazed as his grandfather slid open the door to the right of the main room's entry revealing a small gym and sauna.

The old man smiled, "I admire what you've done with your body Quin. I figured you'd like to keep it up. At first, I didn't like you tumbling around like a priss. It was yer grandmother and Frank here who taught me to see how much strength it took to go through your routines.

When you start high school next year, I expect you to be nothing less than a champion. I know they have a good gymnastics team." Jed's arms flew around the big man thanking him.

"Damn boy you haven't even seen the rest of the room. I was hoping in a few years when you go off to college, you'd use this as your home base. I wanted you comfortable." He pushed the button on a tablet and all of the drapes slid open and the storm shutters raised. Once open the huge windows showed the sunset behind the Wildlife Refuge.

The older man's lodger Frank loaded an app on Jed's tablet to control everything in the room. He went on to explain the app could now even open the bay and room doors and were smarter than keys.

Jedidiah couldn't believe this was the same man who called him a worthless injun half breed just two months ago. The grandfather informed Jed," There will be times when I will be entertaining clients and you'll have to stay in the room." This room wasn't just a room; it was more like a full apartment, with kitchenette, bedroom, full bath and living room.

Quade laughed when Jed asked which room was his. "All of them boy all of them, this suite is yours. I'm getting too old to climb the stairs regularly and Frank here don't pay enough rent for it. I designed this place for you boy." The act of generosity earned the old man another hug.

Quade showed the boy the bathroom. Everything was huge in scale. Both the free standing shower and the tub were large enough for three or four people. Quade hit the jets and bubbles started rolling across the surface of the water. Before this the only time Jedidiah saw bubbles in the tub was when he farted. Jed even noticed the man had purchased all of his favorite soaps and bathroom items.

Jed was confused by the two toilets. When Quade stopped laughing he explained one was a toilet, the other was a bidet. Then he explained, "Squatters like them, because they clean down there better than paper." Jed knew that 'squatters' was Quade's word for women.

That Friday Jedidiah was kept home from school. Papa Quade took Jed to Doc Jenkins. He needed a physical for the summer gymnastics program. The doc probed the boy's still tiny hairless scrotum.

"I know it upsets you Quin, but some boys just mature slower than other boys. Delayed onset puberty is a problem that normally clears up on its own Quin. Things feel normal down there otherwise."

Later, a nurse brought in Jedidiah's chart from the lab. Then the doctor put Jedidiah on a supplement program for his growing muscles. "These will also help with some of the other issues in your blood-work."

Papa Quade took the doctor out of the office and had a discussion with him. When the doctor returned, he inserted 'special medicine' just under the skin in his arm. It was a flexible rod called histrelin acetate. "This will help regulate your hormones. It'll make this time in your life easier pal."

After they finished with the doctor, Papa Quade took him out and got him an ice cream sundae. The grandad told him to just enjoy being a boy for a while longer. "Time passes too quick, enjoy just being little while you can."

The boy snuggled hard against his grandfather. Quade was not the mean old man that Jed always assumed he was. The boy marveled at the thick curls of the old man's gray chest hair sticking out of the top of his shirt and wondered if he would get fuzzy someday too.

The next Friday night, Jedidiah was taken out shopping for summer clothes. Jedidiah was impressed with the man's generosity; however he did not like Quade's style. Everything made him look even younger than he was. The look was topped off with a little boy's short haircut.

When they got home Jed received word from his coach that the gymnasium had folded and the team dissolved. Coach Tomlin and his wife were forced to declare bankruptcy. The Coach recommended a team out of Miami. Papa Quade said that was too far, but promise to buy some more hardware for the boy's gym to keep Jed in form, for the wait for high school competitions.

Things went along fine for a few weeks. There was a tech glitch; the tablet that Jed used for his school work didn't like his grandfather's network. The device kept seizing up. Quade bought him a brand new very expensive iPad. One odd thing kept happening; every so often a pop-up would appear on the iPad.

At first it was just cute cartoons. A few of them had Jedidiah rolling on the floor in laughter. The boy quickly bookmarked those links sharing them with Arian at school. The two boys played them again and again between classes and while waiting for their rides.

A few days before the end of school a pop-up took him to a different type of cartoon. Two female bunny creatures began having sex. Jed quickly blushed and closed the file. Jedidiah knew it would be wrong to share that video.

Fifteen minutes later another pop up with a funny bunny video. This was followed by a cartoon of a male bunny with a freakishly big cock fucking a girl bunny hard. Another video followed this time the hung bunny was fucking another bunny... a boy bunny. Jedidiah's cock swelled becoming uncomfortably hard.

The video changed again. The boy bunnies started jerking off. Jed began pulling his own cock with the naughty bunnies on screen. The action culminated with a double bunny boy orgasm coating the screen which then faded to black as Jed shot his weak watery cum.

Friday before the last week of school Jed was finishing his homework. "What kind of a cruel teacher gives homework in the last week of school?" He muttered. Just then another pop up titled, "Is baby tired of working? Click here..." This was different from previous pop ups, the videos didn't automatically play. Jedidiah had to tap the link.

He hesitated and then tapped the screen. Jed was transfixed watching a 'for real' blonde girl with her lips wrapped around a huge cock surrounded by gray pubic hair. In the next scene a bench was introduced to the metal room. The girl was bent over and the gray hair covered balls started slapping against her twat as the big cock plowed into her ass. When the video ended, he played it again three times. He closed the window after bookmarking the site.

Immediately there was another pop up. "Optical focus analysis complete... Would you like to see what you were looking at?" Jed swallowed hard and tapped the link. The tablet screen was filled with close-ups of the older stud hunk from the last video, then a close-up of his cock twitching and drooling cum. "You want to see more? Click here..."

On the screen appeared a smooth skinned teen boy and the same fuzzy older man. The hairy man pushed the teen to his knees. The boy began licking the man's balls sucking one then the other... the man's curly gray hairs were tickling the teen's nose. He smiled and parted his lips. The teen extended his tongue on command from off screen. He whimpered in anticipation as the older man tapped his hard cock against the boy's tongue.

Jed tried to close the window on the tablet but it wouldn't obey him. The man on the screen slid his cock into the teen's mouth and the teen made happy yummy sounds. Again Jedidiah tried to remove the image from the screen by powering the unit down. The tablet wouldn't respond, instead the image was cast to the big screen TV and surround sound system.

The same bench from the girl's video appeared in the metal room. The teen boy was on his back with his knees pressed against his chest. Jed saw the boy's cock and balls were contained inside a restricting clear plastic cage. He shrieked and moaned in delight as the older man plowed his ass hard. Jedidiah knew this boy. He disappeared from Glynis Landing three years ago. The image on the screen was of an older boy but it was definitely Christian Johansen.

This went on for about ten minutes as Jed tried to kill the image from the TV screen. The older man returned to fucking Chris's face hard now. The room was filled with loud grunts and moans of pleasure, and then the sounds of a loud orgasm rattled the windows. When the older man's cock covered the teen's face with his cream the screen went blank and the tablet shut down.

There was a knock at the door. Jed slid the door open it was Frank. He was relieved that it wasn't his grandfather. "What in the world are you watching pal?" He said with a sly smile. Jed explained the malfunctions with the tablet. "Probably just a virus. You should have your granddad run a scan on it. For an older guy he's pretty tech-savvy. So, did you like what you saw?"

Jedidiah was blushing as he just shrugged. Frank continued resting his hand on the boy's shoulder, "It's okay if you liked it. I won't tell your granddad about the videos, that is if you want them to keep on popping up. Consider them a free education. Gay shame is a historically new concept Quin. The Greek and Spartan boys used to service the men training them for battle."

Jed wondered how everyone knew he liked looking at guys. Did he look or smell gay? Was that a thing? He remembered the bullies at school picking on a kid calling him a fag, or a fucking queer. The last thing Jed wanted was for them to find out about him.

Frank told Jed a few stories about growing up on Miami's South Beach. He told him about a trip to Key West with his cousin at sixteen. "We fucked like bunnies for three days and made a couple grand each."

Jed said something he regretted, "You mean guys pay you to fuck them?"

Frank chuckled, "Some do, but smooth boys like us Quin normally do the catching not the pitching. Cute guy like you, I'm surprised you haven't had guys all over you already. I started playing the field when I was your age down in Miami. God I wish I had your ass back then. It's juicy; the old codgers would have paid double."

"Frank, when did you know you were... I mean that you liked..." Jed just couldn't ask, "Sorry just forget it." The mechanic chuckled.

Frank cupped the boy's cheek pulling his face up, "I was a lot younger than you. I had an older cousin show me my nature. We did things and I found out I liked doing them. Over the years I learned how to read others. I quickly learned some would reward my attentions.

Hell, I sucked enough cock over the years to pay for my trade school. Had a blast doing it too, even sucked a few teachers for better grades or 'extra tutoring.' It all went well until I got hooked on the H. That changed when I met your granddad. He got me off heroin and gave me the discipline I needed. I haven't had to hook since."

All the ways there was to make a living, that's not one that Jedidiah thought of as a real option. "On the topic of helping out Quin, your granddad recommended I ask if you'd like to work with me in the garage this summer. I could use a shop gopher. Interested?" Always eager to please, Jed agreed.

"Great, I promise to teach you a lot." He patted the boy's ass then turned and left.

No sooner had Jed turned on the iPad, another video popped up. It was the same smooth boy laying on his back stroking his cock while the older man was kneeling over his face driving his cock down the boy's gullet.

Jedidiah cast the image to the big screen and killed the sound. His hand mimicked the action of the boy that flooded the screen. It was easy to imagine himself in the boy's position. He noticed something odd about all three videos. They were filmed in the same metal room. That night he dreamt of being the boy.

After two weeks in the factory home Jedidiah was finally relaxing. This wasn't the man he grew up fearing. Friday morning Papa Quade announced he had business in Miami. School was out for a teacher workday and Jed offered to go with him.

"I'm not comfortable bringing you on this trip boy, some of our family businesses are not quite ready for your eyes yet. Some of our tenants have questionable businesses. Retail stores that your mom would find offensive to her sensibilities.

Why don't you and Frank start working in the garage? Your grandma's Vette could use an oil change. It would be a good place for you to start learning how to work with tools." Jed was elated with his grandfather's new-found trust.

That car was his wife's prized possession. He remembered as his grandmother would drag him to church in the classic Corvette. He knew it had the four twenty-seven power plant and an air-conditioner under the hood. So it wasn't a factory original, it was rebuilt to her specification.

Grandma D was as hot as the car she drove. Jed had heard MILF stories in the locker-room from the older boys. One Monday in the sixth grade Jed overheard a story and was shocked when he discovered the boy was talking about his Grandma D... A fight ensued. Later that year they lost Grandma Dusica. She and Quade were on a trip and she had an accident. Her body couldn't be found...

Quade said, "Jed, there are some things a man needs to know how to do for himself. Changing tires and oil are good things for all boys to learn. I'll be back Sunday before bedtime. Frank will make sure you eat, and get to bed on time."

The old man kiss the top of the boy's head, then got the boy's meds laid out for the weekend. The doctor had explained how some of the supplements would have to be administered on a timetable throughout the day. Jed did not like the ones he took with lunch or dinner. They left him with a dry mouth and another unfortunate side-effect. It was nothing that jerking off five or six times a day didn't cure.

His grandfather also gave him a few sets of coveralls for when he was working in the garage. The coveralls were very snug and clung to his skin. "The last thing I want to explain to your folks is how loose fabric got caught up in an engine and you got injured."

With that the older man got into his old blue pickup and headed out.

Frank took the boy out to the garage in bay eight on the tech side of the plant. He showed Jedidiah his tool set and workbench. Jed was amazed at how much was spent on his 'internship' with Frank. "It was just easy enough to order everything I needed twice. My hope was that your granddad would work out here with me. That didn't happen so I guess this is your station now."

Then he took the boy over to the hoist and showed him how to adjust the arms to fit to the lift points of any vehicle they would be working on. The big thrill was when he tossed him a set of keys. The keys to a 1963 cobalt blue Corvette C2 hardtop.

Jedidiah knew his grandmother would have hated the new blue paint job on her car. She always imagined it gloss black with metal flake and a candy apple red metallic stripe to accentuate the chrome cookie sheet vents in the hood and split window in the back. Jed's favorite feature remained the chrome side pipes.

"Your granddad says you know how to drive tractors and farm trucks. Speed aside, this ain't much different Quin. Just follow my instructions and we'll put it on the lift. Then we'll break for lunch. I'll teach you how to do an oil change afterwards.

The two positioned the vehicle and adjusted the swing arms to lift the precious ride into the air. "This is a good place to break Quin. Let's get some grub."

Lunch consisted of beer boiled hot dogs and crinkle fries from the toaster oven, Jed's favorite. Every so often Frank would suggestively mouth the dog making Jed blush then smile. Frank was surprised when Jed turned the tables.

Jedidiah used his tongue to lick the yellow mustard from the tip of the dog. Then he slowly mouthed it mimicking what he saw in the pop-up videos. Frank's legs crossed quickly when the boy bit down hard on the dog. "That's just wrong dude..." The two began laughing and finished their meal.

Frank of course got the boy's medicine tray out after the meal and Jedidiah dutifully took both pills his grandfather setup. The pills were a general multivitamin and an elliptical yellow pill with a 'c' and a twenty stamped in it.

Frank also had a little pink water bottle for Quin to suck on in the garage. Jed didn't even notice the drops of clear liquid Frank added into the container.

After thirty minutes in the hot garage Frank saw the telltale tent forming in the boy's coverall. The oil change was done and the classic car was off the lift.

A now very thirsty Jedidiah chugged half the water in the bottle. Frank used the chance to show the boy around under the hood. He pinned the boy against the vehicle and gently ground his crotch against Jed's firm round ass as he pointed out different items under the hood.

Jed's timing as always sucked. It was at that moment the radiator hose burst showering them both with coolant fluid. Much of it hit Jed square in the face. Frank ordered the boy to keep his eyes closed. He rushed him into his bathroom and into the shower.

Frank washed the fluid from Jed's face and head. The GHB Frank put in the boy's drinking water started to hit the boy hard. Jed vomited all over the shower floor and Frank too.

The aging twink cursed his impatience. He knew this boy could have been his without the drug, if he had just been patient. But that option was now gone.

The running water helped him strip the boy's coverall off just like he was peeling a banana. Frank marveled at the boy's young muscles. He sat the impaired boy on the shower bench and stripped his own clothing off.

Once the sickly-sweet radiator fluid was washed from their bodies Frank picked up the boy and carried him into his sleeping room.

Arian was confused by this part of the dream mostly because all Jedidiah remembered were a jumbled series of flashes. It wasn't a constant memory of what was done to him or his body. Occasionally he remembered Frank providing more water. Shortly after these water breaks Jedidiah would become spacey again.

Jed felt something small sliding into his ass, it vibrated and felt so good against something in there. He remembered Frank trying to force open his mouth. Jedidiah bit down hard, he could taste the blood. There was a sharp sting against his cheek and Frank left the room.

He felt a ring device forced in between his teeth, it hurt his teeth and jaw. It was held in place by a strap around the back of his head. Jed wasn't sure how many times he did it but at least four or five times; he remembered Frank put something warm, long and a little squishy in his mouth. The warm tube leaked a salty sweet fluid from its tip. Jedidiah wasn't sure what it was but he liked it.

At long last Jedidiah's head began to clear, he remembered his enraged grandfather beating the crap out of Frank. He saw Frank's bloody limp form being carried out by two large guys.

Jed had a vague memory of Doc Jenkins showing up. "Aside from a nasty shiner, a couple loose teeth, some bruising at the back of the boy's throat, and the small plug in his ass Quade, the boy is still intact. He bit Frank's finger clear to the bone you say? I guess that explains why I did have to pick a piece of Frank's skin from between Quin's front teeth." There was an angry exchange that the boy couldn't hear.

He could however hear Quade screaming, "I sent that slut back to where he belongs, he'll OD or get aids inside of a year working for that fucker. It's my fault for getting soft on the fuck meat. The little shit was supposed to introduce the boy, not fucking drug him and rape his mouth."

Jed moaned in disappointment as Papa Quade removed the small plug from the boy's ass. The old man chuckled as the hole spasmodically winked with the loss of the toy. "It looks like his hole was treating it like a pacifier. Would you like your boi pussy pacifier back Quin?"

Arian was confused as the room spun. He realized he was seeing Jedidiah shake his head yes.

"It's so small I doubt it'll hurt leaving it there for a while boy. You can keep it as your first adult plaything.

I'm sorry Quin, I shouldn't have trusted him. You have my word boy; he won't force you or anyone else again. The bottom bitch faggot will relearn his place." Jed was amazed in his whole life he had almost never heard his grandfather utter those two words, "I'm sorry."

The old man picked the boy up and carried him to his own room. Jedidiah was kept home from school that Monday and Tuesday. The school was told it was just a stomach bug. The doctor pumped bags of IV fluid into the boy to re-hydrate the child. The last three days of the school year drug by slow and painfully, like a snail on a salt block.

Jedidiah was terrified to tell any of his friends what occurred. Quade made sure to paint the darkest possible picture of what would happen to him at school if the news of what Frank did got out.

Arian felt Jed's shame each time the boy looked at him. Arian's heart broke knowing what his boy endured.

Jed became Papa Quade's shadow. The boy was terrified of letting him get out of sight. Papa Quade on the other hand was testing how well the boy could keep a secret. Quade was determined to make sure the family legacy survived his queer boy grandson.

To Jed it appeared his grandfather truly loved him. For two weeks the boy was Quade's constant companion, never out of arms reach. Quade needed to attend a big meeting with his biggest partner. Quade was floored when Jed ASKED to come along.

They were driving to one of Papa Quade's strip malls in the Tampa area. They pulled into an old rest stop to handle business. Quade caught his grandson looking at his manhood at the piss trough. It was the perfect situation for Quade to manipulate the boy.

"Boy... you sure ya ain't no queer?" he said looking Jed in the eyes.

Jed had heard the term before and knew what it was, but he never wanted to be called one of 'those' people.

"What?" Jed said as though he had not heard him correctly. Jed heard the large bullies in school calling the small kids that. A lot of them cried at the accusation. That was the one thing he never wanted to be, and his grandfather blurted it out. He wasn't sick like Frank. He just wanted to be 'normal,' whatever that was now.

Quade saw the questioning, but defiant, look of refusal in Jed's eyes. "You know what I am saying Quin.... a queer. You DO like lookin' at REAL men don'tcha boy? The internet logs at home tell me that. NOW you're damn near drooling as you got an eyeful of your ol'granddad's meat." he said point blank.

"No Papa Quade, I don't!"

Arian felt how Jed was feeling confused, trapped, and embarrassed by his grandfather's accusations.

How he could even think that, Jed thought to himself, as a surge of shame ran through him.

Jedidiah desperately tried to explain the internet logs in the pop ups on his tablet. "I had no control over what popped up. I never saw another guy's thingy up close before Papa Quade, Honest!"

"Well, I think you are a queer boy. You got hard, jes lookin' at your Papa Quade's pecker!" He said looking Jed in the eyes.

"No Sir, I didn't.... I just... just... just...." Jed blubbered as tears fell from his eyes, as he cognitively began to realize his state of being.

Quade grabbed his grandson by the scruff of the neck hard pulling him into the vacant handicap stall. Once there he pulled the boy's jeans and underwear down in one sharp move. He quickly bent the boy over his knee and commence to swatting the pale bare ass with his large palm. It was only after the boy's cheeks had a rose colored hue; Quade noticed the tiny plug in the boy's bottom and stopped his assault hoisting the boy back to his feet.

"One more time and remember boy the one thing I can't abide is a God damned liar. Did you get hard looking at my cock?"

"I... I..." The boy realized the futility of his continued argument. Everyone including Papa Quade always could see through him, Jed just didn't have it in him to lie. "I... I... I did Grandpa... I am so sorry..." Jed said with hot tears still rolling down his cheeks.

Quade thought to himself this is far too easy. Knowing with the Cialis the boy was taking in his meds, a constant state of erection was a foregone conclusion.

Grandpa reached out and cupped Jed's sack. As if by instinct Jed spread his legs so Quade could have total access. Jed marveled at the warmth radiating from the old man's hands as they held him. His hips rocked back and forth in pleasure.

Quade's hand slid to the boy's hole. He tapped on the plug, "You like your little pacifier?" Jed nodded in shame. Quade let the non-verbal response slide he knew shame had to be limited on this delicate boy, for now at least.

Jedidiah was still sniffling as his grandfather continued his exploration and critique of the boy's body. "Fuck boy, your body still newborn smooth. When your dad and I were your age we had to shave daily, sometimes twice a day. Nope, you are definitely a little pussy boi."

Quade saw the boy needed something positive, he drug his index finger lightly across the boy's lips. "Now these boy... These are from my Dusica. It's been two long years... God damn I miss the feel of those lips on my cock."

Again as on instinct Jed's lips parted and he sucked on the old man's index finger. "Just like your Grandma, you are an oral creature. If your grandmother was bad at giving head, we probably would have had another two or three more kids. Still I did love waking up with her lips wrapped around my cock. Ain't nutt'in better than morning head. Remember that when you get a fella.

The men who get to put their cocks between these are truly lucky men." Jed remembered the little flashes of memory. He knew that Frank already beat everyone to it. "I see what you're worried about boy. Frank only got to grind against barely conscious drugged-up flesh. He missed out; you're a cocksucker by birth.

Boy you need to keep your head up. There are two kinds of people in this world predator and prey. Just because you're a cock sucking bottom, does not mean you are not a predator. My sweet Dusica led from the bottom. That woman could wrap my heart around her finger and lead me anywhere. Did you ever see her drop her head?" Jedidiah shook his head no.

"In all the years you were competing what was the number one thing the judges kept telling you?" Jedidiah's eyes dropped. As his chin started to tip down Quade forcefully put his fist under the boy's chin and drew it up again. "Look into my fucking eyes boy! They told you 'Keep your head up, watch your poise and posture.' That is a fucking important life lesson you need to know!"

Jedidiah was shocked. He knew Grandma Dusica was there, but Jed never thought his grandfather ever saw even one of his meets. "I was always there boy, and I was always proud of you. I knew you gave everything to the competition. You were always confident of your team. You didn't have confidence in yourself. That's where you failed boy.

I think I have something in mind that might fix that problem. Maybe we can have you wearing a posture collar around the house to keep that head up. If you're going to participate in that pansy-ass sport in high school the least I can do is make you a winner.

I think you're going to like where I'm taking you today. I think you're going to like it a lot." The grandfather and grandson redressed, washed up, returned to the truck and continued on their road trip.

Jedidiah always loved taking the huge cable-stayed Sunshine Skyway Bridge into St Petersburg. Once in town, the old man pulled the club cab pickup into a strip mall.

The strip mall contained a couple internet gambling cafes, a bar with a pink neon triangle and neon rainbow flag in the window, businesses called 'The Friendship Club,' 'Gornji i Donji Films' and 'The Pink Pussycat Adult Bookstore and Video Arcade.' Jed blushed as he realized which store they were checking out. As they approached the door to the closed sex shop a man opened it.

Jedidiah was terrified as a scary looking man with a scarred face greeted his grandfather. The man had a scar that extended from the corner of his right eye to his jaw. He spoke with a thick Eastern European accent. Jed initially thought he was Russian, "Holy fuck Quade! You hit ball from park! This new talent you bring for us!?! Gospodaru Vuk going to love working him."

Jedidiah immediately wrapped his arms around his grandfather's waist. The man dropped a protective arm on the boy's shoulder, "No Zivko. This is Quin, my son's baby boy. Sorry for his poor showing. One of my employees recently forgot the difference between staff and employer and hurt the boy. Now he won't leave my side. I hope this isn't going to cause a problem today.

He also needs to know his future. Milan is right; this will all be his someday. The boy needs to know what we do, and where his money comes from. Sadly, he's going to need a strong MAN walking by his side." With that, Quade relayed two simple messages to the lackey. First his grandson was reserved for Milan, second his grandson was gay.

After shaking hands with Quade the man looked down at a very terrified Jed. He ran his finger down the scar on his face, "This frightens you 'ma-li-sa'... ummm means little one?" Jedidiah simply shook his head yes. "Take finger, touch it. You will fear it no longer." Jed ran his finger along the scar; he felt the waxy pebbly texture in the torn flesh. "You no frighten now?"

Jedidiah found his voice and replied, "No sir, not anymore. Thank you, I'm sorry I was such a baby sir."

"Scar is only on the outside. Is a reminder of my name Zivko. Means LIVING. Many things in my life have tried to hurt me, yet I still live. You were very brave to touch it. Now you have two things that have power over me. My looks no longer frighten you, and you know the meaning of my name. The scars we carry inside make us who we are. They give us our strength. The man pointed at Jedidiah's heart, "I thinking, you very strong here no?"

The big man stood addressing Quade again, "You have good grandson Quade. His looks favor the lovely Dusica. Boss Milan will regret very much not being able to see this one in person. He was called back to old country last night in great rush.

We have much trouble with new government. Old leader was ass, but since he is gone, there is nothing but trouble. Whole region goes to shit!" Zivko ran his fingers through the boy's hair. "He will make beautiful babies this one... and one man very lucky."

"Yeah, but the boy has a habit of dropping his head though. Thinking about picking up a posture collar, maybe a training harness. Got to train him to keep that head up. The boy is a gymnast you'd think they would teach the boy posture."

Zivko shot Quade a knowing smile. "I think I have what you look for. We fit him after your conference. Will he be requiring special training?"

Quade replied "I think some light B4O training. Any chance of streaming it to Milan?"

Zivko smiled nodding yes, and guided the two to the back office noting how the different sexual paraphernalia made the young boy blush. Zivko's own nature also saw what items the boy was looking at. What all pretty boys look at, real men.

"Boss had me set up video conference so you can talk together in office. If you would like before store open, I show boy around. Show boy what kind of businesses you rent to." Zivko put his hand over his heart pledging, "You have sacred word, I make sure none touch boy."

"Jed, I don't think you're ready to sit in on this conference I need to have. Zivko has just promised to lay down his life rather than let anyone touch you. These Serbians do not make these pledges lightly, I believe him. If you don't want to tour the store I'll understand. I'll give you the keys to the pickup, you can go hide... sorry, lock yourself in and run the truck and AC."

Last thing Jed wanted to do was disappoint his grandfather again this morning. "I will stay with Zivko sir. I promise to behave Papa."

Quade patted the boy on the head and went into the office. 'Too easy...' he thought. "Have Zivko show you the toys. Bout time you got a REAL pacifier for your boi pussy, my treat."

When the two were alone Jedidiah ask the question, "Did you really know my grandmother sir?"

The hairy Serbian man sucked in a deep breath, "Yes, I know your grandmother very well. She worked at Miami studio back in day. Your grandfather met her on business trip, fell madly in love. My boss released her from contract."

"Grandma was a movie star?"

Zivko let out a low laugh, "No, not quite. You no understand. Vuk owns every business in this strip mall and many more elsewhere. Is easier to show than to tell, okay?" When Jedidiah replied with a simple yes sir, the big man smiled.

Jedidiah was led to the corner of the shop. A wall display slid aside revealing a hallway. The quiet hall connected one business to another. "This is Film Studio, the boss makes little joke. He puts the name up in Serbian. It translates to Top and Bottom Films."

Jedidiah heard the sounds of two people moaning in passion and flesh slapping as well. When he rounded the corner they walked in on a film shoot in progress. A gorgeous harry muscle-bound man wearing a mask, leather vest, biker hat and open crotch chaps was plowing his cock into the ass of a small smooth boy wearing a bondage harness and a zippered mask.

"Stupid police still have not figured we shoot the pornography."

"Zivko how old is that guy?"

"All papers say is eighteen. Pretty body, No?" The strong man grabbed hold of the straps on the harness and started slam fucking the twink hard. The twink squealed from within his leather mask. Jed's eyes grew large as he took in the spectacle. He began sucking on his lower lip. "This interests you?" Zivko whispered into Jed's ear. "I wonder, which person it is, who you imagine being?" Jedidiah blushed hotly dropping his head.

With that the manager led Jedidiah from the studio back into the bookstore. The boy now had a new understanding about his grandmother. For all of his childhood, she was the woman on her knees as the priest put the wafer on her tongue Sundays. Now he had a new and unsettling image running through his head of what else she did on those knees.

"Your grandfather finds talent for us. Always quality merchandise, well trained happy to serve. It was only fair we let him have the lovely Dusica in return. Do not let this tarnish the image of you grandmother. She is Serbian like boss and I. She was taken from a rival organization. She is good woman. Love her master Quade completely."

"Mr. Zivko, She had a special name for me could you tell me what it meant? I knew it was her way of saying she loved me, but I never learned the words."

"Quin, you did not need to give me tribute, just call me Zivko. What did sound like?"

"It sounded something like Moy-yah Mah-lah Doo-sah I think."

The tough man was grinning as he replied, "Moja Mala Dusa... She calls you her little soul. Is good name, for beautiful boy." The tough-man caressed the boy's smooth face.

Jed was grinning over the attention. Then a troubling thought occurred to him. When asked what was wrong, Jed asked the question, "Zivko, is Papa Quade a pimp?"

Zivko laughed, "No boy. He is simply property owner. Boss and I, we are pimps! Your grandfather find beautiful boys and girls who lost. He rescue from self-destruction. Most had demons; alcohol, gambling or drugs.

There were others who were lost another ways. The boy you saw in studio comes from your town. He ran from home three years ago. Your grandfather found him hitching ride on highway. He had bruises all over body. His foster father beat him awfully. At fifteen, boy has enough and leaves.

Your grandfather finds him, cares for him, trains him, and then brings him to us. We find men who can care for his special needs. He provides them comfort; in return they make him comfortable.

Now boy has GED is and in college now. Occasionally he needs money for books. He shoots a movie; we give him choice, flat fee or part of profit. Today he films with my brother. Vlado likes him much, made him his boy. Vlado likes to show off his boy, but only to point. They hide behind masks. Your grandfather would never allow this for you.

Boy comes here to have fun in booths and meet with fans when he finish filming. Would you like meet him?"

Driven mostly by curiosity about the boy Jedidiah said yes. Zivko said something to one of the men prepping to open the store. He disappeared like a shot in the direction of the secret door.

Zivko led the boy around the store pointing out the many different ways to make love or sex for fun. Jed was bored with the lesbian products. Zivko showed him a bi MMF magazine suddenly he understood how he could have babies. Even if he didn't get hard for the girl, the thought of that thick cock plowing his ass made him release an audible soft whimper.

The Serb laughed and Jedidiah blushed dropping his head. Zivko pushed his head back up. "I see why your grandfather wishes for you to have collar brace. Although it is enchanting, you are rich, modern aristocrat. You must keep your head up in all things."

When the pornographer/pimp led him to the transsexual section, Jed was uninterested. While he admired the theatrical element, and the artistry of transformation, he could never understand why.

"You cannot see yourself in dress?" Jed wrinkled his nose and shook his head no. "Not for someone you love?" Jedidiah could only shrug. "Do not judge... I believe you very beautiful as girl. If you mine I would insist upon it." Jedidiah blushed but kept his head up.

When they arrived in the gay section Jed was literally the kid in the candy store. He saw a few magazines involving two twinks, it was interesting. The person he thought of immediately was Arian. What really caught his eye was a mag with a big furry man serving his uncut cock to a twink's open mouth. "He looks like he is in absolute heaven." Jed couldn't believe those words escape from his lips.

"This to you is heaven?" His guide replied smiling. Jed immediately pleaded that Zivko not tell his grandfather. "Is our secret... Though I think he knows what is your heart." Jed saw a shadow out of the corner of his eye. "This is my baby brother Vlado, and the boy you wished to meet. Chris you have fan!"

When Jedidiah turned around he saw a wall of muscle. He was wearing the leather costume from the movie Jedidiah just witnessed being filmed. The big man was leering at him with lust in his eyes. The family resemblance was so uncanny, they could have been twins. Out of his shadow emerged the twink who had been the star of the show on the movie set. The robed teen shouted, "Quin!"

Jed's eyes went wide recognizing his old teammate. Chris was in the advanced class when Jedidiah was first starting gymnastics. He coached Jed during those early unsteady days. Jed was about to fall into the boy's arms when Zivko grabbed hold of Chris lifting him off the floor, "I promise your grandfather no one touch you."

There was a hurried exchange between the two brothers as Zivko brought Vlado up to speed. The leather bound titan took possession of his boy. Keeping him at arm's length from Jedidiah.

At that moment the old man emerged from the office, "Holy fuck. I did not see this coming... Ziv, Vlad its okay. Those two know each other well."

The two twinks fell against each other in a passionate embrace. "I was so worried when you went missing. We put up fliers for months. Holy crap you changed. You're so pretty." He immediately regretted the last three words that came from his mouth.

"I could say the same shrimp. First time I saw you, you only came up to here on me. A view angle I'd kind of like to see again..." The older twink held a hand at his hip.

"Coach made me watch over you to make sure none of the older boys took advantage of the new meat. Even then you were cute as hell. I admit I was tempted myself. If I knew you would turn out like this, I never would have left town."

Jed's head dropped against the twinks robe. Vlado spoke first, "I thinking many bad things." The other two men drew a ragged breath then agreed.

Chris wrapped his arms around the boy. "I am so grateful for your family. It was Master Quade who found me, hid me, cared for my wounds, and taught me so much... he saved my life Jed." Quade held Chris's cheek as he patted Jed's back.

"Vlado, I am to fit Quin for a posture collar and training harness and LB4O session. May I borrow your pussy boi to help make easier?" Vlado waived his approval and took Chris's robe off of him and kissed him goodbye roughly. Then Vlado ordered him to obey his brother while he gathered what was needed.

Chris replied, "Yes Tata!" Jedidiah remembered his grandmother calling Papa Quade 'Tata' from time to time. He knew it meant Daddy. Seeing the outline of the large piece of meat that Vlado had in his pants Jed understood why.

Still Jed was spellbound as the now robe-less form of Chris stood before him. The porn star did not have an ounce of fat anywhere on his body. Chris performed a slow turn so Jed could see all. Including Chris's clear acrylic caged cock and thick rubber plug in his ass. Jedidiah smiled at the red fox tail that was emerging from the plug, he winced at the size of the plug in Chris's bottom.

Quade explained Frank's parting gift. Zivko replied, "I admire your restraint Quade. I would have killed him. GHB is too dangerous to be used in training something so precious."

Jed explained his plug was tiny by comparison. Chris saw the boy was near panic, "You get used to it. It feels real good now."

Zivko commanded, "Quin, touch it. Own your fear." Jed timidly ran his finger around the top of the plug. "No! Come!" Zivko took Jed's hand and slapped it up against the huge hunk of rubber as Chris pulled the boy close kissing him.

Chris moaned as the plug banged against his prostate. When Jed broke the kiss, Chris replied, "Thank you Master Quin!"

"Damn Ziv, it's almost as good as watching two chicks." Quade replied. "Oh and Chris, Quin is no master."

Zivko replied, "Boys like these always need strong hand like ours. Left alone they get confused... playing, nibbling, and sucking until one or other relent to be fucked. Neither is pleased completely. They need REAL men like us." Jed unconsciously licked his lips when he noticed the bulge in Zivko's trousers matching his brother's.

Chris interlaced his fingers with Jed's and led the boy towards the bondage supplies. On arrival the four entered a private dressing cabin. Zivko spoke, "Be removing clothing for proper fitting Quin." Jed began to tremble.

Chris held Quin's hand saying, "Think of it as a locker room. This is just like the first day of school, think of it like your orientation." Zivko nodded in agreement with the analogy.

When Jedidiah finally remove the last piece of fabric Zivko inhaled air slowly through his clenched teeth, then saying, "Lepa boi... I call you very beautiful boi." Jedidiah blushed.

Jed was fitted in the posture collar. He was no longer able to move his head in any direction other than straightforward and slightly up. He stepped into a training harness the straps of leather intersected at various points with d-rings sewn into them. He shuddered wondering what they were used for. Wrist and ankle restraint straps were attached.

The scarred Serbian god-man reached out and caressed Jedidiah's left nipple, pinching the tender flesh ever-so-slightly. Jed attempted to stifle a moan; it ended up sounding like a whimper.

Quade laughed at the boy's attempt at self-censorship, "Boy these men are professionals. It's okay to enjoy this." His attention turned to Zivko, "I think we're going to have to do something about that. The boy may snap it off if he turns a corner too tight." Chris dropped to his knees in front of the boy and began working in earnest to reduce the boy's chemical induced state.

A member of the staff brought in a large selection of merchandise. Jed became embarrassed attempting to cover himself. Zivko coo'd, "We three are alone in the world. No one else exists. Look at me... Look in my eyes..."

As if by magic the world dissolved to just Jed, Zivko and Chris... at least in Jed's mind. A marching band could have walked through and Jed wouldn't have noticed.

Zivko began playing with the plug in Jedidiah's ass. It was an attempt to get things moving along. Just to get the swelling in the boy's cock to reduce enough to put the chastity cover on it. Jed closed his eyes in response to the exceptional pleasure he was receiving.

Zivko slammed his open palm against the boy's still tender ass cheeks. The boy yelped loudly as Zivko replied, "Never close your partner from your world. Never forget who giving you gift of pleasure."

"Yes sir. Sorry si......" Jedidiah's reply was silence quickly as Zivko pressed his lips to the boy's in a passionate kiss. Jedidiah shot six large squirts of watery cum into Chris's mouth. Chris stood and pressed his lips to the younger boy's feeding him his own weak fluid.

While Jed was distracted by Chris's play, Zivko was able to apply and lock the clear plastic chastity device over Jed's cock and scrotum. Jed thought that Zivko was playing with his tiny plug sliding it in and out. Until he felt the new slightly larger plug pop and lock in place. Zivko presented the key to Quade... "You now have key to all of the boy's pleasure."

The cock case felt uncomfortably tight against his small but now painfully re-inflating meat. Jed saw how it was anchored and double locked to the harness. It pinched, forcing his penis to have a downward bend. "Grandpa how long does it stay on?"

Quade released a quick evil laugh, "Until I remove it. Each time you ask, I add more time. I forgot to ask, did your mama teach you how to squat when you piss?" Jed shook his head no. "You'll learn now. Real men stand, you are a squatter now boy. From now on, you are just a little pussy boi bitch like Chris here."

When Jedidiah replied with the phrase 'yes Grandpa' he was corrected by Quade, "I'm not your grandfather, or your grandpa, you are a fucking half-breed spawn of a redskin witch. From now on I am master, Papa Quade or sir. You will call me nothing else from this point on until I find a man who is willing to take you." The fun stay with Grandpa was officially over.

-While witnessing this part of the dream remembrance, Arian saw and felt this was the moment Jed's relationship forever changed with his grandfather. Jed was finally able to pierce the illusion of these past weeks. He knew he would never be a "REAL" man in Quade's eyes.

Arian felt the boy's heart break, as he saw the revelation of his deception. The lie of love his Grandfather spun for the last weeks was revealed. Just like the rest of the town, Arian looked up to Quade, now he too began hating the dead man.-

Quade stated, "I'm going to need a shrew's fiddle that'll fit that boy, at least when I can trust to have his hands that close to someone's scrotum."

His hands were placed behind his back and fastened to one of the d-rings. Jedidiah started to resist, during a brief struggle, Papa Quade's favorite pen fell from his shirt pocket onto the floor.

Chris whispered in his ear while he was padlocking the second arm to the d-ring. "Quin, you'll get used to it. The men will treat you really good, if you treat THEM good."

Quin was forcibly moved to the end of the bench and down on his stomach. The rest of the d-rings on the harness were fastened to the bench to prevent the boy from moving. The ankle bands were then locked to the bench legs as well. His head was hanging over the edge, held up only by the posture collar and the boy's straining neck muscles. As Zivko approached with the ring gag, Jedidiah clenched his teeth in panic and began crying.

Chris began pinching Jed's nose and trying to force the boy's jaws apart while warning the boy, "Quin, it's going to happen. Master Quade wants it to happen. Don't fight it. Please, it's better if you don't fight it." Jedidiah continued to fight. A couple drops of blood dripped from his nose. Self destruction was preferable to the ring at this point. Not again the boy thought. He was determined not to be taken like that EVER again.

Jedidiah was able to slip his right hand from the restraint. Everyone's view was blocked by Chris's body. Quade removed a remote from his pocket and pressed the red button. The worst pain of Jedidiah's life filled his frame radiating up from the plug in his ass. Jed screamed through his clenched teeth as Chris worked his nose even more forcibly. Blood now streamed freely from his still pinched nose running down his chin, then began pooling on the floor.

Zivko was impressed at the boy's determination though it was ill-timed. He knew if this continued the boy's highly prized white teeth would be damaged or worse. He had witnessed restrained boys struggle against their bonds so hard they broke an arm or leg. When he looked in the boy's eyes he saw something the others missed. He held up his hand at Papa Quade and Chris, "Stop, I do this."

Chris climbed off Jedidiah's back and the blinding electrical pain ended. Chris saw the boy's hand slip back into the restraint, he said nothing.

The strong Serbian man knelt by Jed's side and whispered, "My brother's boy is quite correct. This will happen." He held up the ring gag. "You fear this yes?" The boy wiggled his head yes the best that he could in the collar. "The other man hurt you with something like this?" Jed shook his head yes again.

Zivko looked the boy in the eyes and whispered again, "Touch it. Take the fear away from it. Grab the little control that you have in situation and exercise it." He pressed the ring gag into the tiny teen's hand. Jedidiah tightly clenched the steel ring and leather strap refusing to let it go.

"See malisa. It is just a little metal and leather. Is nothing to fear. The men I select for you today will not force your body to accept what it cannot yet. Please let us be good to you, Moja Slatka Mala Dusa... My Sweet Little Soul. Don't make us take you like an animal. I see what you want on our walk... let us give it to you. Ring keeps us safe while you body learns to accept our gift to you. Let me give you the heaven you wish."

Tears rolled down his cheeks, in time he understood the reality and futility of his situation. He opened his hand and returned the little bit of control that Zivko gave him. Jed then parted his lips and accepted his fate. The Serbian inserted the ring gag in place securing it behind Jedidiah's head. He kissed the terrified boy.

The nose bleed was stopped and cleaned up...

-In the waking world as the boys slept, Arian began crying as he witnessed Jed surrendering the last bit of control and dignity he had to his grandfather.-

Chris pressed a special water bottle to Jedidiah's open mouth to teach the boy how to swallow while gagged, "Some guys like to see their cum in your mouth or all over your face. Others when they feel your tongue trying to force the cum to the back of your throat to swallow, they will be impressed.

Above everything it's important to finish swallowing quickly, Quin. Once men cum, they don't want a lot of additional pressure or stimulation on their sensitive cocks." After each new bit of instruction Jed nodded yes he understood.

Vlado and two new men entered the room. Remembering the video of Chris in the metal room, Jed extended his tongue through the opening in the gag for the first man to rest his manhood. Quade began fucking Chris hard on the other bench.

Vlado and the other men were conversing in Serbian as Jed's eyes went back and forth to each of them almost pleading to begin. These weren't the people he wanted. This wasn't the way he wanted it done; since it was inevitable, better to just get things over.

Jed felt a rough hand running up the length of the inside of his thigh. The hand paused and slowly caressed the right butt cheek. It tickled as the fingers went up his flank. It wasn't much of a surprise for him to find out the gentle touches where at the hands of Zivko. He chuckled when he saw the boys tongue sticking through the gag. "You roll red carpet for me?"

Jedidiah shook his head 'yes.' "My brother and our friends will be gentle with you. You are a good boy; you learn to care for your man to come. Soon we finish have party in Club. We celebrate completion of your friend movie. Zivko rose, opened his fly. He fished out his cock shaking it proudly for Jed. It was long, uncut and getting harder. Precum was already leaking from its tip.

When the tip made contact with Jed's tongue the boy swirled the head of it the best he could given the restriction of the gag. He forced his eyes to look up in Zivko's eyes. "Quin is very good you executing control... But this is where we must take the control from you." Jed attempted to say yes sir with the gag in place. Everyone understood still there was some chuckling involved from the men gathered around the young boy's body.

Jed's eyes started to water as Zivko's cock hit the back of his throat. "Relax little one, breathe deep. Just let this happen." Zivko pistoned in and out of the teen's mouth a few times; each time pushing a little further. Jed attempted to breathe through his nose.

Eventually the big man's cock blocked off his windpipe. Jed spasmed and sputtered attempting to expel the tube of meat from his throat. Suddenly he knew what Frank had been doing to him while he was drugged. The difference now he was totally awake for this and there were more men to come.

One by one the observers started to play with Jedidiah's ass and nipples roughly. His nipples became painful tiny angry darts of irritated flesh quickly. Vlado was caressing the boy's neck. He said something to his brother in Serbian. "My brother admires that you take so much cock into your throat."

Jed was turning purple and starting to see stars. He began to panic. Zivko realized what was wrong and slid his cock back far enough for the boy to get a breath of air and settle. The two fell into a rhythm of three or four thrusts in and out of the boy's throat followed by desperate gasps for air through his nose.

Zivko made a game of it patting his balls against the boy's chin on the deep thrusts. Jed felt the man's nuts grew tight up against his body. Then that familiar sweet and salty flavor filled his throat then mouth.

Zivko was kind leaving his cock inside Jed's ring gagged mouth long enough to let the boy swallow his deposit. Jed had hoped that Vlado would be next. He quickly learned this was not about him, it was about them. This was his new status, Papa's shared plaything.

For the next two it was all about expediency. Jed got the feeling they didn't want to be there. They quickly fucked the boy's face with their cut cocks until his jaw and throat started hurting. One shot his wad and pulled out leaving Jed struggling with the fluid left in his mouth. The other sprayed his jizz all over Jed's face. Jed learned a new lesson about cum. It stings like hell when you get it in your eyes.

Vlado punched the laughing man HARD, and then ordered the two extras from the room. He knelt next to Jed and began wiping the jizz and tears from the boy's face with his handkerchief. He rubbed the boy's aching jaw.

When Jed had calmed Vlado stood allowing Jed to see his pride and joy. Vlado was gifted in the men's department like his brother. Not quite as long, but far thicker. Thicker in fact than the ring gag permitted. Jed desperately tried pleasuring the man with his tongue. The results were laughable. By this time Quade had already cummed twice in Chris's ass and once on his face. Jedidiah now knew the identity of the mystery man who was in the metal room video with his former teammate.

When Quade's laughter subsided he said, "Lose the gag. Quin if you bite my friend, I'll tell him to take your cherry ass raw. Nod if you understand boy." Jed slowly nodded in agreement and the leather strap was removed. The metal ring clinked against the enamel of his teeth. "That reminds me I have to get you in to the dentist. Gotta bond those beauties."

Vlado massaged the boy's jaw again. Then he gave the teen a few moments to rest then said, "We must finish. You almost finish." The still restrained teen dutifully opened his mouth for the uncut Serbian stud. "Wider please... use lips to cover teeth... That is good boy."

Vlado let Jed suck the head of his shaft and play with it using his tongue. He wasn't in a rush. He knew the boy should find some enjoyment in this. Jed did enjoy the gift of some control, and was making his gratefulness known. He wiggled his tongue against the bottom of Vlado's cock. The Serbian man slowly slid it down the boy's gullet. Jed quickly learned the more he moved his tongue the less he gagged especially if he moved his tongue forward.

With the ring gag in place all of Jed saliva dribbled down his cheeks and hit the floor. Now with it gone he was able to keep his mouth wet enough to slather the invading member. His spit kept it lubricated and sliding down his throat. Vlado let out a string of profanities in Serbian as he unloaded in the boy's mouth. Jed knew enough to keep his mouth closed and swallow everything that he was given.

Vlado and Zivko both took time to kiss, praise and comfort the very distraught boy. Soft back rubs and sweet words were given to calm the boy. Zivko asked, "Did you like our taste Dusa Mala?"

Jed wanted to lie but his cock addled brain and voice betrayed him, "Y-y-yes Sir."

Zivko acknowledged a text message on his phone then asked Quade, "He do very good for real first time. Boss very much liked what he saw. I have gift for boy if is okay?" Quade nodded and handed the key to the plug to Zivko. "It has same lock and features as current plug." Jed couldn't see the gift but had an idea.

"Quin took three years for Chris be claimed by someone. You sealed in just three hours. You have beautiful spirit and beautiful body. Be taking this gift from boss." He heard a click coming from between his legs and the pressure of the plug was removed from his ass.

It was quickly replaced by another plug, far bigger but with a bit of lube and a lot of in and out play it finally slid in and was locked in place. The brothers quickly removed the boy's bindings with the exception of the posture collar and harness. Then they stood him up.

Jed quickly noticed this plug had a long fluffy white fox-fur tail attached. The soft fur tickled the backs of Jed's legs as it swayed between them. His flesh strained against the rubber invader locked in his anus.

In spite of the burning radiating from his stretching hole, Jed couldn't fight back a smile as the fur tickled the insides of his legs. Huge surprise, Jedidiah is very ticklish.

The look of hate from Chris as he saw the white tail swinging was equally palpable. Jed turned and crushed Zivko in an embrace of gratitude. He attempted to lean his head against the man's chest; it was stopped by the posture collar. Vlado and Chris departed.

"I wish I could be one opening you. Boss say this for him alone. Milan agrees, on delivery will honor your terms. The boy is quite exceptional. He need additional training but boss like very much. Boss give toys for boy have guided play with.

Vuk will continue with the boy's visual education until such a time as they meet. You may continue to train and use any part of his body you wish, with the exception of bottom. That hole now only for boss. Quin, tail plug is symbol of who owns... controls your bottom. No-one here will touch without Vuk say okay."

Zivko pulled the boy's head up further, "Little one you will learn to love the boss. He will be gentle with you like Vlado and I, if you behave. You are now his greatest gem, you now belong to gospodaru... um you would say, Master Vuk. Gospodaru rewards obedience. Please boy continue to be obedient."

Jedidiah realized this was his new life and shook his head in resignation. Responding, "Da gospodaru. Trudicu se jako...." Arian understood the boy's promise, "Yes Sir. I will try very hard"

Both Serbs shot looks in Quade's direction. Quade replied, "The boy learned a bit of Serbian from my wife. I didn't think he knew THAT much. The two were inseparable until she left us. She's the person who got the boy into gymnastics; Hope the language is not an issue."

Zivko read a text on his phone and smiled shaking his head no, "Is happy bonus for Boss. Quin, you to learn more. I send books and tapes to help."

"Papa Quade, may I please ask one thing, one thing only? It's not even for me Sir." Quade initially thought about shutting the kid down. He nodded that he would hear the provision. "When I do this... Please Sir; find a way for dad and mom to get their farm back." With genuine desperation he added a final, "Please sir."

Anger filled Quade's face as he was about to chastise the boy. How dare he ask for a single thing? A pussy boi like him exists only for one purpose, to keep his master happy. Quade was about to hit the dreaded red button on the remote to correct the boy. He was stopped when his phone chirped.

Jed would learn the content of the message after Quade's death. Quade read the message... "Keep my boy happy. The farm is a small price to pay. I told you NOT to force his father off the land in the first place. Some agriculture in the area is good, it adds to the illusion of living in the country."

Quade replied coolly, "You have some balls asking me for anything you half-breed pussy boi. But I'll make sure my ungrateful son and his injun squaw bitch are cared for."

Zivko looked at Quade with disdain then turned back to Jed smiling, "Come Quin, we have party in Friendship Club celebrate Chris and Vlado's new movie. You learn much from them." Quade clipped a short dog lead to Jed's collar. Jed and Quade were led through another hidden door into the office.

From there into the hallway that ran the length of the building. Each step was agony with the plug stretching his ass. Jed knew Papa Quade was enjoying his strain. Jed refused to let him see failure.

Jedidiah saw the door to the film studio, and was overjoyed when they passed by. He knew this was not going to be part of his life at least for now. He made it most of the way down the hall. Jed took too long a stride to keep up with the men. He felt a white hot pain from his ass and fell to a knee.

Zivko knelt by his side. The boy was dripping with sweat due to the strain. "Most boys crawl on all fours for hours after initial plugging. I amazed you make this far. Vuk chose well in you. You wish I carry you rest of way? There is shame in this for you. Others who not see you walk this far, think you weak for being carried."

Jed muttered his reply, "No sir, I only need a moment please sir." He rose with a hand from Zivko and Quade to steady himself. The old man was impressed by the boy's stamina. Jed was determined not to be thought of as some dumb purse puppy.

When the door at the end of the hall opened and the thunderous thumping bass music hit them, Jed realized the hallway was also soundproof. No amount of screaming would ever be heard outside. Not that that was an issue. Jed was past screaming.

Jed knew, this was his new existence, if by compliance he could make life better for his father and mother, then it was a sacrifice he was willing to make.

When they entered the club, Jed was shocked to say the least. He kept trying to drop his head but the collar would not allow it. It was Zivko who said, "You will learn not to fight the collar Quin. In very short time it will become part of you. Then it will not be needed. Your new gospodaru wishes you to be confident in your role. You are his image, be good."

Jed was given the option of water or unsweetened tea. Being raised in the South meant unsweet tea would be foreign and disgusting to his palate. Jed thought about asking for something else, until he saw Chris get backhanded for doing something similar. Jed requested the water quickly after that display. He now knew pussy boys take what is given. If given a choice be grateful for THOSE options.

The water arrived in a water bottle with a long straw. The straw had a thick penis tip that had to be sucked hard on to get any fluid. Zivko coaxed the boy to try. "Sugar rots teeth, water best for boss beautiful boy." Jed hadn't realized how thirsty he was until the one liter bottle was empty. He apologized for the slurp at the end. With the brace in place he couldn't see the bottom of the bottle. Zivko sent it off for a refill. Within ten minutes that one was drained as well.

Most of the men present were enjoying the rough cuts from the days shooting. Jed was very uncomfortable with the harder bondage scenes. Chris with his testicles in the ball crusher as Vlado fisted his ass was painful to watch. Zivko pulled the boy to him comforting him. "You behave, Chris does not. This never done to you. You obedient angel baby."

Jed and Chris were not the only boys in harnesses; a few had tailed plugs embedded in their butts. Jed quickly noticed the butt plugged boys without tails were groped on aggressively by most of the men dressed in street attire and provided oral pleasure on demand. Jed by far was the youngest bottom present, and drew great interest.

The boys with the tail plugs were fondled by only one or two some providing oral to their owner and rarely guests. The boy's with no plugs at all, were well fucked and had cum dripping from their gaping openings. Jed learned the unplugged boys were called 'party favors' and available for all.

Zivko saw the boy's eyes, "Tail mean you private owned. Beautiful white tail mean gospodaru Vuk put mark on you. Only people chosen by Master Quade, Vlado or I may touch. You protected."

Jed had finished his third bottle of water therein laid the next problem. Jed became very uncomfortable. His eyes desperately searched the room for Papa Quade; he was nowhere to be seen. Zivko quickly figured out the source of the boy's discomfort. The water went through the boy, well like... water. "Come I take you..."

Zivko connected the dog lead to the posture collar and led the boy to a 'private' restroom off the office.

Jed hated the cover shrouding his cock. He became very frustrated. "Sit boy, just let flow." Zivko turned on the tap thinking the running water would relax the boy... It worked, too well in fact. His urine flowed too fast. The seal against his skin failed. Piss sprayed everywhere. The front of his body now drenched in his own urine, Jedidiah began to cry.

The Serb held him. "New ways to do things. Hole at bottom of cup only drains so fast. It require you control flow. I should have told you. Is my fault boy."

He texted someone. Shortly a man knocked on the door and entered announcing, "Found Quade playing with the new 'party favors' Boss." The man smirked at the blushing boy, then gave Zivko the key and left.

Zivko removed the cock cover. "I teach you to clean... this first, you next." True to his word he taught the boy how to thoroughly clean the device. Then he removed the tail plug. "This harder to keep clean. I make sure you go home with care product." Zivko told Jed this was a real fox tail and required extra care. "You must make the poop? Is good time now to make happen."

Jed thanked Zivko with a kiss for letting him answer nature's call. Zivko was impressed that Jed knew how to use the bidet. When the surface was clean Zivko stripped and joined the teen in the shower. "This boss private bath. I send you home with soap and shampoo boss like on his boys."

Jed noticed the plural, he assumed he would be joining a stable of boys pleasuring 'the boss' and became sad but was determined to honor his bargain with his grandfather.

After the big man thoroughly washed every inch of the boy, he filled the enema bag. The boy had enough difficult lessons for the day. Zivko was determined to make this one pleasant. He got on his knees in front of Jed.

He reached around the teen with one hand; he grabbed Jed's cock with his other. Jedidiah felt him slowly insert the nozzle deep into his tight ass. "Boss insist cleanliness, he enjoys playing with every part of his boy." Zivko then opened the valve flooding the boy's insides with warm soapy water, at the same time he took Jed's cock into his mouth.

Jed wasn't sure which sensation was making him hotter, the powerful man sucking his cock or his ass filling up with very warm water. When Jed could hold the sudsy fluid no more, Zivko told him to expel the water out of his bottom. As soon as Jed's ass was empty Z would replace the nozzle and fill him up again.

They repeated the cycle six times until the water flowed clear. After the shower was done Zivko went behind the teen spreading his cheeks then began eating the tender very pink ass.

The big man announced, "Decak ima lepu ruzu... boy has beautiful rose." He had brought Jed to new heights of pleasure as the thug licked the tight asshole and tongue fucked Jed. Jed's sensations of pleasure were on overload as his boy cock shot off.

Jed shot his watery load gasping he asked, "Are you going to fuck my ass now, Sir?"

Zivko stood holding his boss's property, "No boy is for Vuk only! But he say we may do other things. I love southern boys, say Sir so quick. Chris's family was from New Jersey, was not polite at all. Quade corrected him... some, still not same."

Jed took the complement as a signal to pay attention to Zivko's juicy cock and balls. The thug's meat was already throbbing hard. Jed rested his chin against the gangster's sternum looking up into his eyes. Jed's hand wrapped around the throbbing meat. Jed pleaded as he held himself close to the Serbian. "Sir, may I please take care of you? Do you ummm... need me restrained to suck on you?"

Zivko simply smiled shaking his head no and sat on the shower bench spreading his legs. He pulled the standing Jed into a tight embrace. The big man pulled their lips together Jed dutifully opened his mouth. The big man's tongue entered during the open mouth kiss. Jedidiah could still taste the alcohol and cigar smoke on the man's breath. Still, all things considered it was nice being desired by a strong powerful man.

The gangster gently pressed Jed to the floor. Jed paused for a moment pressing his face into the furry man's chest kissing then lightly nipping at the brownish bumps. "You be more aggressive boy, I won't break. This is play not so much the training." Jed obliged until the big man winced. Then he continued his downward journey, tongue flicking is way along the treasure trail of thick fur.

Zivko's legs were wide making room for the boy to play. He was jealous of the fact his brother was the first to have the boy's mouth without the ring gag. He was proud to have the boy fully unrestrained. The mobster was quite aware that the only reason Jedidiah was doing this was to help his family. But he fantasized it was more.

Jed moved and wrapped his lips around Zivko's cock, which was already leaking precum. Jed was not in a rush; he twirled his tongue around Zivko's uncut foreskin, and slowly attempted to take the eight inch cock all the way down.

Zivko slowed the boy as he sputtered and gagged on his meat, "Marathon not sprint boy." Jedidiah felt it touch the back of his throat, he remembered the angle and how moving his tongue helped. He attempted to match the original angle of his neck. Then stuck his tongue out under Zivko's veiny cock, attempting to lick his fuzzy balls.

He knew he was close when he felt the man's pubes tickle his chin and nose. Jed could feel his Serbian protector shaking and trying his best not to cum just yet. Jed also wanted to enjoy the moment. He lifted his head off Zivko's manhood and sucked on his balls one at a time before shoving them both in his mouth while his wet cock rubbed on Jed's soft cheeks, covering them in precum.

"O Boze da!" ("OH, GOD YES!") "Careful, you make me lose control little fox," Zivko said as he thrust his hips up, twitching. Jed knew what was coming soon and refused to lose a drop.

Jedidiah returned to working on the man's cock with great enthusiasm. He continued to get Zivko's cock so wet and hard, Jed could feel the thugs pulse on his tongue. He did keep gagging on it over and over. Zivko lasted another ten minutes.

At long last Jed heard the man let out a nice loud grunt, and felt one of his large hands force Jed's head down all the way on his cock. As Jed's nose was resting in Zivko's pubes a big hot load of cum shot in the back of Jed's throat.

Zivko backed off spurting five or six shots in the boy's mouth. Jed made sure to keep swallowing and sucking down every last drop of spit, throat slime and cum. He made sure his kind protector would be nice and cleaned off when they finished. Jed didn't stop sucking until he felt the Serb go entirely soft in his mouth.

They took a few moments to catch their breath. Zivko laid back on the bench pulling Jed onto his chest. Jed asked, "Zivko, did you know Papa Quade was bringing me today?"

"Of course not, why you ask such a..." The Serb halted his reply as he watched as disappointment crept over Jed's face.

Jed traced the outline of the scar on the big man's face. He said, "Sir, you gave me the power not to be afraid of this. I give you even MORE power over me. If you want to lie to me, don't touch me. If you do I will know that you are lying. My gift is not as accurate if we are not touching."

"I will only tell truth from now on. I am sorry. Yes, Quade tells me how to greet him." Jed's smile beamed then he kissed the gangster on the lips.

"Jed please, being very careful with you Deda... you say grandfather. Quade is not same man I once knew. When you come today he change plan. Ask for light bondage and forced oral.

I thinking at time it because of what Frank do to you. To give you power in same situation. When he hurts you, it no longer light, I know no longer for you benefit. Be careful and obey, I... um boss not want you hurt." Jed nodded his understanding.

Their moment was interrupted by a soft tap at the door. A few moments later the tap was repeated followed by, "Boss check phone." Zivko told him to open the damn door and stop yelling through it.

Again on the other side of the still closed door the man repeated, "Check phone, big boss give orders." The big man dove for his pants muttering something under his breath Jedidiah assumed it was a profanity, his grandmother occasionally used such 'descriptive phrases.'

In an attempt to please, Jedidiah started putting his training harness and restraining cuffs back on without help. The posture collar was easy enough, he was able to snap those locks closed. The locks in the back of the training harness were more difficult. The boy stood waiting for Zivko to help. He saw the cock cage needed a key to be locked into place.

After reviewing the phone messages The Serb opened the door just long enough for an item to be handed in. The big man turned just in time to see Jedidiah attempting to shove the dry, cleaned butt-plug back into his now un-lubricated ass. "Stop boy, you hurt yourself. Gospodaru Vuk saw us..."

Jedidiah began trembling pleading forgiveness to the air, not sure how to address his yet unseen master directly, "Molim vas, oprostite mi gospodaru... Please forgive me master. Papa Quade will hurt my Papa for my failure. I'm so sorry, please forgive me. Do what you want to me, please don't hurt my Papa." Over and over again he repeated the plea.

Zivko held the boy tightly, "Calm self boy, no being sorry. I not say gospodaru was angry, I say only he saw us. You not think he liked what he saw? He saw his gentle boy being polite, sweet and obedient."

Jed smiled at the praise. With the tears, fear and trembling subsided; Jed extended the cockcage to Zivko. "Thank you Sir for giving me some control sir. Please help me sir. Please show me how I can put it on correctly for MY gospodaru sir. I want to keep him happy sir."

"Quin, when we are together alone, is Zivko. In public, is sir or mister and only at begining or end of message not every sentence. Second, he not 'YOURS,' little one. 'YOU' are 'HIS' property and he defends his property with great vengeance."

Zivko patiently taught the boy how to restrain his out of control twig, and then praised him when it was on correctly. The Serb locked the training harness in place.

The big man put his finger inside the collar to make sure it was not too tight. "You secure this yourself?" Jed nodded yes the best he could while vocalizing his affirmative reply.

He did see that Jed secured his wrist and ankle cuffs tighter than was originally done. Zivko fixed them and told him, "Was too tight."

"I didn't think you wanted me to be able to escape, sir." Jed replied.

"You can get out of these?" Jedidiah shook his head up and down, vocalizing his affirmative reply. "No! You cannot escape these... show me."

Jed put his hands behind his back so the big man could secure them again. He then rolled his thumb into his palm and slipped without effort from the wrist cuffs. "I'm double-jointed."

The Serb laughed, "These never held you?"

Jed just shook his head no and softly said, "Ankles yes, wrists no, sir. When you approached with the gag, at one point I had my right hand free already. I was going to grab the pen that fell on the floor. Then..."

For the first time Zivko raised his voice with a hostile tone, "YOU HURT ME!?!"

"No sir, I would never! I was going to hurt myself. I thought I would stab my own neck here, sir." Jed mimicked the planned act with the impact hitting the vulnerable left carotid artery.

"I could never hurt another, Mr. Zivko. A punch in a bully's nose to help a friend is one thing sir. I couldn't hurt someone else bad. Grandpa... ummm Papa Quade says it makes me weak. I guess he is right, I am weak. I'll never be a real man. It is good gospodaru chooses me as one of his whores..."

His phone chirped again. Jed could see he was watching a video on the tiny screen... "O Boze" (Jed heard the exclamation before. His grandmother used it on occasion. He knew the big man had muttered, "Oh God") There was another exchange between the gospodaru and his lieutenant.

"That explains... before I knelt by you with gag, I saw your eyes. I saw pen on floor. I saw moment you make choice. I miss seeing hand loose though. Chris blocked view. He saw, should have told me. I thought you plan hurt yourself later. Never make such a choice again.

Sweet angel, no one wants to hurt you. Boss says you are VERY special to him. You are NOT to be his whore. He watches you grow, he cares for you always. Special affection he had for your grandmother, he now has for you. You more special that you are knowing now... No more trying hurt self." Zivko held the boy. "You know when someone lies, is true?"

Jed knew the man was telling the truth and nodded, "Da gospodaru." Zivko saw how close he came to losing his charge, knowing Vuk would have held him accountable.

Jed heard a voice on the speaker. Gospodaru and Zivko conversed in Serbian. The boy wished he learned more from his grandmother. He understood "skin is private now" and he picked up a word or two more. They spoke too fast.

Zivko picked up the item HIS lackey handed him at the door. It was a long shirt with reinforced grommet holes in it. Those holes lined up with the d-rings on the harness. The front of the shirt had the words 'Daddy's Boi' and a QR code printed on it. The back said 'ASK FIRST' and had a QR code printed under it.

"Boss says when you come here, or other business like this, you are to wear this, or shirt with code on it. He will also send clothes he wishes you to wear. With this shirt gospodaru Vuk wants all to know HE controls who touches you completely."

He scanned the code with his phone and a smiley face on a black screen appeared. Then he scanned it again and a frown appeared on a red screen then changed to a smile on a yellow screen. "Frown means, No touching at all. Most who get this will not even show you screen.

A smile on yellow screen means Vuk approves, and leaves choice with you. You may do what you wish with limit. Smile on black and YOU must do what they ask, with same limit." Zivko tapped the plug in Jed's ass, "This is limit... Here is always a no. Belongs only to Vuk.

Come we go back to party. Something gospodaru Vuk and I wish you and others involved to see. A lesson needed for someone FAR below you." Jed reached for the dog lead that was left on the door, "No. This shirt and I keep others from touching while we walk. You are not whore, plaything, dog or pet. You are bosses very special boy in training, please be remembering." With that they walked back to the Club.

When the two walked in it was as if the room was prepared. The look on Papa Quade's face was pure rage. Jed was led straight to the center stage. Zivko locked the boy's arms behind him.

The MC announced, "We have a safety reminder from Master Vuk. We need a volunteer to come check the restraints on Master Vuk's new boi." A sea of volunteers raised their hands for the chance of groping Vuk's new plaything.

One person was selected, he was muscled; he looked as if he was just chiseled from a solid block of black marble. He came forward and the MC reminded him, "Touch the restraints only." The man thoroughly inspected the wrist cuffs the locks and the harness and pronounced the boy was properly secured. Then stood back to watch.

Zivko then told Jed, "Now Quin, do what you did before, is important."

Jed asked, "When sir?"

Zivko replied, "Now would be..." Before the man could get the word 'good' out of his mouth Jedidiah slipped both wrists from the restraints. There was a gasp followed by several subsequent demonstrations using different restraints including the muscled man's own handcuffs. Jedidiah was able to escape all of them.

After the demonstration Jed picked up the handcuffs off the stage and returned them to the muscle man. He wanted to test something himself. He pointed to the man's cell phone clipped to his harness. The mountain of muscle scanned the QR code then showed the boy the smile on the yellow screen that appeared. Jedidiah hugged the big man and kissed his lips saying thank you. The man replied, "Damn, I normally don't like chickens. I sure as hell hope I don't find any perpetrators tonight who have your 'gift.'"

When Jed and his handler return to their booth, the video of the boy slipping restraints on the bench was played without audio. It was edited to show; the freed hand, the pen on the floor, and most damning of all was the shot of Chris seeing the hand being free. Then the video from the bathroom of Jed showing his intention of what to do with the pen was played.

The MC passed a reminder from Master Vuk. "It's important gentleman to know your pet, plaything or partner's capabilities and limits before stressful training. It is also important to know, you can trust every person in the room." Vlado then received a text...

He grabbed Chris dragging him to the low stocks on one of the side stages. "You do this, or go from here forever! Gone, you work streets, like little whore you are!" Chris knelt then bent forward placing his neck and wrists in the device. Vlado secured the young man. Chris yelped in pain as Vlado pulled the still locked plug from Chris's ass with such force it made a sound similar to a champagne cork popping.

Vlado then spat in the boys face shouting, "Kurva! Jebo te konj!" (Whore! May a horse screw you!) He handed the tailed plug to a member of the staff. "Burn this! He is mine, NO LONGER!" Turning to the room he announced, "Now 'star' is just party favor. Open for taking. Enjoy!" A crowd formed immediately, and they were not the 'gentle' kind of people. Periodically there was a yelp from the secured Chris at the center of the growing crowd.

Jed apologized to Vlado who stopped him cold. "Not your fault little one. Chris always trouble. Brother and boss warn me, I did not hear. Chris give us many problems, I thought I could change him. Some boys are just bad, not like you.

If you get hurt Zivko would be punished, loose status. Vuk would be angry. Chris and I just disappear. Brother told me I was used as stone for stepping by idiot boy to get close to Vuk. I am sorry boy, I not protect you."

Jed gave the wall of flesh a tender kiss, and again apologized. Jed knew his grandfather would punish him later for the trouble he caused.

"Brother, the boy is diamond. Quin, I am not in trouble, now." Jed spent most of the evening observing a hot orgy of action around him. He also kept the Serbian brothers orally entertained as they desired.

Jed was becoming tired; Zivko saw and pulled the boy against his chest. As fucked as the situation was Zivko and Vlado were the only ones attempting to make the transition to his new life somewhat pleasant.

Jed kissed the big man tenderly. He pressed his right hand against the scarred cheek. "Was gift from Milosevic guard. You not afraid anymore?" Jed shook his head no, kissing him again. As the boy passed out it was Vlado who noted the change on his brother's face. The scar faded from a jagged torn scar to a thin line that was barely noticeable.

Jed woke in the old pickup's mythically small backseat cargo area. He wasn't seated and belted in the jump seats like normal. He was strapped down like cargo. He was wrapped in this plastic mummy bag. It was kind of like a sleeping bag from hell. It looked like he was shrink-wrapped into it.

-Still experiencing the dream, Arian felt the panic, confusion and terror Jed felt as the latex bag formed to every curve and crevice of his body. He was completely immobilized.-

"Ah the princess finally awakes!" His grandfather was furious, "You should NOT have done that. I warned you about that shit. You scared everyone, even Vuk. I swear boy if your faggy ass has screwed this deal, I will make your life hell!" Jed was wondering how his life could get worse.

"Glad I invested in those damn body bondage bags for training naughty boys and girls. I've had to put a lot of good fuck meat in them over the years. I never thought I'd be putting you in one. Thankfully you weigh nothing. I think you're going to be in it a hell of a lot.

Why didn't you tell me about that little escape stunt you pulled? That was not the way to find out about yer ability to get yer fucking hands out of restraints!" As Jedidiah's head cleared, he realized there was no way to respond to the angry man. There was a cock gag in his mouth. Thankfully the man did provide water through it. Though Jed would soon learn, that was not to be kind.

Half way home the road became rougher. The crack of poor Jed's ass was on the hump. Each bump slammed against the butt plug lodged in the boy's ass. The one with the soft tail was swinging on the far door. In time Jed realized his bladder hurt from the constant bumps. He also felt an odd feeling coming from his penis. It felt as if he had something inside the shaft.

Jed felt the road surface change again. Quade parked the truck. In one quick move he removed the penis shaped pacifier from the ring gag holding his mouth open. Quade replaced it with a soft cloth with a metallic chemical scent. "The last thing I wanna hear is a pussy boi whining. Breathe deep slut it ain't gonna hurt you."

Jedidiah felt his tongue and lips tingle as the solvent irritated his lungs and throat. When the boy stopped spasming inside his cocoon of latex the older man pulled the cloth away. "You'll be okay boy. I ain't gonna damage you. You're too damn valuable to my future. Still, you need to learn your place..."

Jed attempted to speak but no sound came out. "You noticed that. It is something I came across in my travels. It is a special compound, I use for training and discipline. You can see, hear, feel, breathe, and swallow... that's just about all boy."

Jed heard the sounds of traffic, Quade breathing, and the sound of his own heart beat. He assumed they were at a rest stop because Quade announced, "I gotta take a leak boy. Speak up if you need ta go... nothing boy? I find that hard to believe. I could swear I put almost a liter of saline in your bladder. On top of all that, you've been hitting that water bag pretty hard.

Not to worry though I control that too. I left the catheter in place and put a clamp on it. Simply put my boy you can't have an accident like this." Jed heard the man laugh as the door closed leaving the bloated latex vacuum wrapped boy in the dark hot truck.

It was impossible to tell how much time elapsed, it seemed like hours to the terrified teen. Jed heard whispered voices outside the vehicle. "Dude! The old guy said he was hauling something sweet in the back. All I see is some kinda shrink wrapped package... Hey the idiot left the fuckin door unlocked."

The passenger side door opened. The jump door opened to the jump seat area. Jed's head fell back with a thunk against the bottom of the door frame. He looked up and saw the man standing over him rubbing his crotch. The guy was in his mid-to-late fifties, dressed in blue jeans, a red chewing tobacco hat, and his stained and torn Marlboro t-shirt was stretched over his three hundred plus pound fat frame.

"Fuck it's somebody in a body condom Todd. I tell ya about these sick sex slave freaks, they'll suck whatever you shove in em... Don't you bitch! They get off on lett'in folks treat'um like shit." With that Jed heard the unmistakable sound of a zipper being opened.

Jed watched as the jeans stayed in place, held up solely by the suspenders as the fly flapped open. The fat man tugged his piss stained underwear down exposing a filthy four inch cut cock.

"Terry, I think that's a dude. It's one thing to fuck the tranny. I'm not sure I can do this..."

"Nope! It's just a warm wet fuck hole Todd. I recommend you treat it as such. Treat it like one of them glory holes you love so much..." Then Terry slapped his cock against Jed's mouth. It wasn't the biggest he'd had today but the fat man had a mean streak in him.

He shoved it all the way in and it barely reached the back of the boy's throat. He stank and his cock tasted foul. He began mercilessly pistoning in and out of the oral opening. Clearly this was all about his pleasure but the only resistance he was receiving was at the mouth of the ring gag itself.

He was however blocking Jed's only source of air with all of his body fat. Thankfully the guy had almost no dick control and shot is salty load in the boy's mouth. "Todd, your turn. It's not the best blowjob I ever got, but it is better than a handjob. Looky the hole is drooling, all wet and ready for your johnson. It's gonna love havin what you got swinging jabbed down its throat."

"I don't know Terry. His eyes look weird. I'm not sure he's in to this. I'd prefer I heard he wanted it from his own mouth."

"Listen to me you little shit. If you want to keep riding with me boy, you're going to do what I tell you to do. This kind of fag thrives on the abuse. We don't have a lot of time here. I don't know how long that old man's going to last fucking the sissy slut we brought in.

Tell you what boy, this kind use safe words an all that shit. Just tell'um the safe word is no or some shit. Then if you hear it say 'NO' then stop, fair enough?"

"I guess Terry. Did you hear that pal? If you don't want to, just say no and I'll stop." Thanks to Quade, all Jed could do was lay there and drool. After a pause he heard the sound of the younger man lowering his zipper. He lay there with horror as the cock kept being pulled from his jeans. Even soft, Todd was easily twice the size of Terry in length and girth. For such a short man, he had an incredibly big cock.

"It's not so much as a cock boy... You're going to suck his third leg. I love seeing the looks in the fag's eyes at the bathroom trough, when they feast their queer eyes on his manhood. I have gotten some of the best ass in my life since Todd and I hooked up. Hell even my wife is happy that I don't try to cornhole her anymore. Hurry up and feed the fag your spunk Todd. I want to tear into his ass. I know you do too."

Todd was a magnificent-looking man in his early twenties. He looked just shy of five and a half feet tall and solid. His broad-shouldered torso was topped by a handsome, square-jawed face, with a little bit of a five o'clock shadow showing. On top he had a crown of thick wavy black hair.

Any other time Jedidiah would have been interested. This was not any other time. Jed saw something he had never seen before, jewelry embedded in a man's penis. Todd had a Prince Albert threaded in the shaft. Todd's pants fell to the gravel and he stepped out of them approaching the boy.

The succulent member was swinging out from a lovely, thick patch of black pubes. It had a soft bend to the left and with all the excitement it was being engorged by the second. Jedidiah lay there drooling as he watched it swell to its full measure.

For his part, Todd was gentle as he slid the member into the boy's mouth. He pumped a few inches in and out of the teen's latex covered lips. "Terry what's the deal with the piece of rubber going in his mouth?"

"It keeps the vacuum seal against the mouth and nose ring. Now quit your yapping and start fucking that throat. I wanna to see how well it stretches to accommodate. Fuck maybe we'll trade up to this little slut and leave the geezer with the sissy slut we brought in... I wanna to get out of here before he's finished. I'm tired of its whining. I don't want that asshole staying with us anymore. This is as good a place as any to dump his queer ass, before he finds out the truth about us."

Jedidiah lay there thinking how long his grandfather must have worked to get his head into this position. It was as if he imagined a large cock sliding down the teen's throat as it passed through the gag reflex effortlessly. Then again maybe that was another 'gift' of the drug, to suppress the gag reflex.

Jed's eyes looked down the swollen member, to the mound of fur approaching. Below the black pubes hung two, perfectly oval shaped, heavy with fluid, smoothly shaven testicles. Todd was so full of seed, and ready to spurt. The raven haired stud was fighting to hold back the flood of cum waiting in the prisoner's warm and inviting mouth.

"Oh fuck... take it deeper honey..." Todd looked down, marveling as the boy's throat distended around his turgid flesh, "Damn... You're the first person to ever take it all the way to the root."

"Hmm, hmmmm," muttered Jed with the full-sized cock in his throat. Jed was beginning to get some control again as Quade's treatment began to fade. Although his throat and jaw was starting to ache, he began to suck the cock with passion. With the head sliding in his throat at a great pace, Jed noticed Todd began to quiver with excitement, as he began to caress Jed's latex covered face.

"Oh baby, you are the best! I may have to rethink dudes." Jedidiah sucked harder as Todd quickly pulled out with a loud "AHHH!" Jake was amazed at the amount of seed Todd's nuts carried. The raven haired God stood there spurting rope after rope down Jed's throat, then filling his mouth. Todd still had enough baby batter to cover the teen's latex covered face. No doubt Jed's grandfather would describe Todd as young, dumb, and full of cum.

Terry shouted out, "Fuck yeah! I think we're trading up! Flip it over let's see how the other hole feels." Todd wanted no part of that, still reveling in his post orgasmic bliss. Terry learned the boy was so light he could handle him on his own. In no time He had Jed face down ass up. Terry was furious when he saw the smooth latex with no anal opening covering the butt plugged passage.

"Damn it all! Well we have fucking ways around this!" Jedidiah panicked as he saw the fat man pulling the big folding knife from the pocket of his jeans. Jed was blubbering, "Naugh, naugh, naugh!" Which is what 'NO' sounded like with a numb tongue, through the ring gag. He was in positive terror as he heard the blade lock in place, a terror that intensified as he heard the soft hiss when the tip punctured the latex bag.

A measured, controlled, familiar voice shouted out... "Stop right there. I had a feeling you were going to try to screw me over. That is my property, I don't have any problem with the fact you used its mouth... but that ass has been promised to another. You don't touch the boy. Climb on out of that truck. NOW ASSHOLE!"

Jedidiah was overjoyed to see his grandfather standing there with his ivory handled Colt nineteen eleven pointed at the men. Todd instantly had his hands on the bed of the truck as Terry slid is fat frame off the boy. Jed was almost giggling when he saw the man's cock deflate to a tiny nub.

"Drop the knife you fat fucker! Camie here and I had a lovely chat after I finished creaming her boi pussy... She tells me you were going to introduce her to your friends in 'the industry.' I've never met any short-haul furniture movers who had friends in the porn industry.

I saw on the side of your truck you're based out of The Villages. So I told her, you were likely planning on dumping her little boi pussy off on some pensioner from New York or Boston, and you probably have no real contacts. Hell, you dump this nice piece of ass off in The Villages the poor thing is more likely to get HIV inside a year. Some REAL sick fuckers up there. They got the highest STD rate in the whole damn state, higher than Miami and Tampa combined.

I on the other hand DO have friends in the industry. Friends with studios in Orlando, Miami, Tampa as well as other states and countries. She says she wants to come with me and my boi." Terry started to complain when Jed heard the hammer click. "No, I didn't think you would mind that at all... under the circumstances.

Still, I'm not sure I can trust your fat ass completely to just walk away like a gentleman. No... I think we need to have a little insurance... Strip Porky." The man complained but with a wave of Quade's ivory handled Colt, Terry started removing his clothes and dropping them to the ground.

Quade admired Todd's body and cock. "Now you boy... you have a natural talent that I know my friends would like to develop. That's why I scrapped my original plans and let you fill his hole. Even though that meant Porky there was part of the deal...

How much does this asshole actually pay you a week?" Quade began laughing at the reply. "Boy you could make that much money in a couple of hours. Either straight or gay you have a body any pornographer would desire. I'm an excellent judge of horseflesh boy. If not, I could also connect you with a real trucking outfit. You interested or do you wanna stay with his sorry ass?"

Todd nodded as he said, "Since I graduated three years ago, all I've had is him and his promises. Those ain't added up to all that much. He treats folks like shit. I think I'd like a new start." After seeing how his grandfather treated people, Jed really wanted to give Todd an earful.

By that point the obese Terry was naked standing under the parking lot lights. "You shithead, start walking to that bathroom." Quade turned his attention back to Terry, "Pick Porky's clothes up and throw them in his rig. Gather what is ya'lls, leave it unlocked and come right back." Like lightning the man gathered his former partner's clothing and ran off to the truck.

The naked fat man resisted moving. "Porky you have ten seconds to get your fat ass in that bathroom. Otherwise I'll assume you want me to grab some shackles, hogtie you and leave your ass in the parking lot." With that the fat fucker walked to, then into the bathroom.

Terry returned with two bundles under his arm. He asked, "What's to stop him from just getting in the truck and following us?"

"That would be Mark and Derek. Those are the boys I originally had planned to help with my trainee's lesson. They're a little annoyed that you boys poached their claim. Funny thing Derek has a thing for fucking fat guys. Mark, he's just a special kind of mean. They're going to keep your ol' boss entertained for hours, hell could be days..."

Quade put the penis gag back into the boy's mouth. Speaking sweetly, "That's to keep you happy for a little while. We'll be home soon baby." With the vacuum now almost depleted it was easy to bend the boy over to patch the tiny hole.

"You did really good Quin. For that, I'm going to go ahead and let you pee early." With a flick of the wrist he released the catheter's clamp. With the catheter running to his bladder Jed couldn't stop if he wanted. He peed for what seemed to the boy to be five straight minutes.

Quade then removed the cath in one fluid pull. Jed now knew this bag had another hole, for his exposed and uncovered cock. Then the boy was laid on the floor in the cargo area and vacuum formed into position on his back.

Seeing Jed's erection the tiny shemale decided to curl up in the back with Jed so the men could use the big seats. Camie began kissing the latex covered face and cleaning Todd's drying cum off the bag. Jed could see Camie was less endowed than he was. But she was very interested in Jed's tiny testes. While playing with them she said, "I'm hoping I can save enough to have mine removed soon."

Quade replied, "Camie, you're going to be meeting some people who will have no trouble with having your gender altered. You make a very pretty looking girl. I'm hoping my toy in the back shows the same promise. Feel free to play with his little prick if you wanna. I just can't get that thing to go down."

Camie replied, "A challenge!" Jed grunted his displeasure. "He has good bones, I'll be glad to teach him how to apply makeup." Jedidiah cringed after looking at the boy/girl's makeup. She looked more like a caricature of what a girl playing with makeup for the first time would look like.

"Don't worry baby. This is what I wear when I'm doing what these guys expect. I know the right way to apply makeup as well. I used to practice with my mother and my sisters. It's hard to tell through this film, but I think you'd be pretty. I won a straight beauty contest back home in drag. I was disqualified when they found out the truth, the bitches."

Camie spent two hours sucking and riding Jed's drug inflated cock. Finally admitting defeat she whispered, "Maybe you should stay a boy... I am gonna love staying with you."

Once back at the factory Jedidiah was dressed in his new sleep shirt, it had sleaves that tied in the back. Quade put him to sleep on the Murphy bed in the metal room on the other side of his walk through closet. "Boy I know you're thinking I'm the meanest son of a bitch on planet Earth. If you knew Vuk the way I do, you'd understand why I want you prepared for anything. We need this deal boy; it will secure all of our futures.

I don't hate you, you are my blood. Still boy, I do need you. When the building boom bubble popped our family assets were seriously screwed. This is the only way out boy. You being a soft pretty faggot is a godsend. Milan has a soft spot for boys like you. He has been watching you for years, he wants you... It's that simple boy.

I tried to pawn off Chris in your place, it didn't work, you are the only one he wants. God only knows how long Vuk has been looking at you. I will make this as nice and as easy as you let me make it. Now get to sleep boy, you got a long day of training tomorrow. Our guests are not to know anything about our arrangement."

Camie and Todd spent the week at the factory, Camie did teach the boy restraint on makeup. Jedidiah did make a fairly convincing girl. After seeing some of the clothes that Vuk sent for him, Jed realized he was going to be in drag on occasion. It was his place to grin and bear it.

Jedidiah was required to learn how to properly keep Todd happy. That is, without Quade's medication to relax his gag. Within a few days he learned how to take a man of any size without gagging. True to his word Quade's friends in the industry came to visit with job offers for both.

-Arian watched as Quade prepared Jed for his eventual role in service to the mob boss. As the continuing barrage of humiliation rose; he saw the damage it was doing to Jed. The teen became smaller emotionally, and socially withdrawn freshman, sophomore and junior year. Oh he put on a good public show but now Arian could see the act for what it was...-

There were moments of rebellion. When the school's gymnastics squad folded Jedidiah secretly auditioned for the role of Wiley Wolf. Initially when he got the part his grandfather balked. After receiving a text message he backed off. An anonymous benefactor donated and amazing mascot costume.

Small victories aside School vacations were particularly bad, during those periods training was intensified. Just before summer break Jed's junior year his aunt Karen died. When the estate was settled and liquidated Buck had enough to buy back the family farm and return home. Of course it was Papa Quade who took the credit for 'holding' the farm, at least in Jed's eyes.

Quade found a way to keep Jed... He faked a fall. Doc Jenkins said Quade's health was fragile at best and the old man required someone to stay with him. Damn that man could lie. Jed was the obvious choice to care for Quade.

Quade was able to explain the need for Jed to be emancipated. Still, Buck did have an issue with what Quade was pushing. "Buck, surely you've seen my health isn't good. I may need for the boy to be able to take over the business, if I get infirmed or God forbid... die.

I got good people to help him, but some things only family can do... I need Quin to step up. My colleagues have seen him over the last couple years. They know he knows our business. Simply put you won't work son, this is something that only Quin can do."

Once Quade had Jed completely in his control, he came down hard on Jedidiah's occasional rebellion. The old man became more angry and vicious with each passing day. On occasion Quade took Jed places and restrained him. Quade handpicked men to take the boy, even anally if they were wrapped. Some balked about the condom and moved on, many didn't. Quade argued so long as the men weren't bigger than the toys Vuk provided the man would never know.

After Jed refused to 'play' with one of Quade's many business partners Jed learned how bad Quade could get. Quade strapped the teen's face to a gloryhole in Miami for seventeen hours straight.

Jedidiah lost count of how many men used his mouth. In the end Jed took control the only way he could, he shut down. Jed was lost in a catatonic state. For two weeks he saw the world in a series of painful snapshots. Jed gave up. Doc Jenkins was brought in to hook up a feeding tube.

One morning he woke back in his own comfortable room at the factory. Zivko was holding him, the tubes were out. The Serb was attempting to get any kind of response from the teen...

"Moja Slatka Mala Dusa... My Sweet Little Soul, come back. Boss just find out how hard Quade training you. Boss very angry with him, was never Vuk's desire see you hurt. You must eat Quin; I bring these to share. Landlady make them each day. They sweet like boy."

Zivko broke one of the pastries and held it to Jed's mouth, "Please Quin, be trying. My world is poorer without you. Beautiful boy let me see light dance in your eyes again... My world so dark, you being my light..." The gangster dipped his finger into the cream filling then drug it across the boy's lips. "Please Jedidiah be trying for me." Jed's lips parted and he slowly sucked on Zivko's finger.

When Jed had cleaned the finger of the sweet goo he responded weakly, "You called me by my name... Thank you."

The big man pulled the teen tight onto his chest. "From now on I call you nothing else... My Jedidiah. Boss comes soon to take you. He makes you his, teach you to rule your empire. I will die to protect you and Boss. I give my life for you beautiful boy. None hurts you EVER again."

Zivko began nursing Jed back to health. Doc Jenkins was amazed at the speed of the boy's recovery. Zivko was furious to discover the hormone blocking implants that he administered to the teen. As the doc removed them he tried to sell-out Quade, immediately blaming him.

Jedidiah finally saw through the mask of lies that the doctor spoke. He began pointing out each one to Zivko. The Serb was furious to find he was one of the men useing Jed.

It was during sessions that Jed was forced into a zippered leather mask. Quade said the mask was needed to protect the boy's identity. Jed now saw it was to protect the men who used him.

After two weeks of recovery, and a new doctor, Jed's balance and stamina were finally back to normal. "Jedidiah tomorrow boss comes take you on special trip. You stay inside park at home of mouse... for fun time. Boss say you need be boy again. Is very angry with you Deda."

Jed had a frightened look on his face as he replied, "No Papa Quade will hurt my Dad and..."

Jedidiah's frightened remark was interrupted by Zivko, "Your Deda no longer hurt you. He knows if he hurts your family, he hurts you. He hurts you, then he hurt the boss. In that case boss has no reply but to hurt him in return. Self preservation is powerful tool. He no longer 'trains' you.

From now on you wear watch Boss give you always. You in trouble tap face three times. I fly to you with many friends. No-one hurt MY boy. Only take off to charge in this room where boss can see."

Jedidiah had something quite rare... a good night sleep. Something that was almost foreign after three years with Papa Quade.

Early the next morning Jed was awaken by a large man sitting on the bed. "Hello Jedidiah, I am Milan Vuk." Jedidiah swallowed hard looking up into the clean-shaven face of a beautiful man.

Milan had impossibly broad shoulders, light brown hair, deep blue eyes, and a square jaw with a small cleft in the middle of his chin. The confused boy's mouth fell open. "Little flower, I think that is the best compliment anyone has ever given me."

Jedidiah was impressed with the foreign man's mastery of the English language, while he himself was struggling for words. In the end simply saying, "Dobro jutro, gospodaru." (Good morning, master). After three long years of training Jedidiah knew what was expected of him. The teen began sliding down into the man's lap.

"No Jedidiah this is not why I'm here, unless it is your desire to sleep with your head in my lap. I would very much welcome the opportunity to be your pillow..." Now Jed was thoroughly confused.

"When you give yourself to me, I want it to be because it is what you want. You were never supposed to be a servant or a simple plaything. I have corrected your grandfather. I hope you will accept my apology; you are such a lovely boy. Just as beautiful a person as your grandmother.

She was a gift I could not have. I sought her heart and lost it to another. I will not have that happen again. You are mine to love, and you will come to love me... There are also other rules in place. I cannot touch you, that way, until you turn eighteen... rules of my guild, others are watching. Until that time your family must keep you safe for me."

"Sir you can't be that old."

"I am older than I appear Jedidiah, but thank you for yet another compliment. I should have waited until later in the morning, but once I arrived, I just had to see you. To make sure that you are alright." The big man leaned down and kissed Jedidiah on the top of his head. With each word from the man Jed felt a peace he had never known grow within his chest. The teen became lost in Vuk's eyes and the world around them melted.

Still sleep addled the best Jed could come up with was, "Please forgive me sir, you're not what I was expecting. You should know, I am no virgin. That was taken from me, I am sorry I couldn't stop them."

"I have no doubt you were expecting a slobbering lust monster. Someone who would pin you to the mattress and take you violently. I know about the other men. Most will never touch another. When I find the rest THEY will not either.

You have new doctor, Jenkins has been... has retired elsewhere. Even Frank has gone missing. No one takes that which is mine. In MY eyes you are still innocent, the way you took control was brilliant. You are so worthy little one. One does not win the heart of an angel by force. You are MY angel and I must win your heart."

Jedidiah hugged the man kissing his cheek. "Later today, we go to reclaim some of your childhood." Milan rested his powerful hand on the teen's chest pressing him back down on the mattress. Then he pulled the blankets up tucking the boy back in saying, "Spavaj sada moj mali." Jed understood, "Sleep now my little one."

Jed woke again later in the morning. He was dancing in his closet to Mind Made Up by one of his favorite groups Cooking on Three Burners. He was also dumbfounded looking at his sizable wardrobe. Again Jed's understanding of his world was turned on its end.

He was standing in his pajamas looking at the beautiful clothes Milan provided... his eyes darting between the men's and woman's side of his closet. He didn't know what to pack, how to dress or even how to act. Then he said aloud, "What does this guy want?!?"

Jed almost jumped from his skin when he heard a reply behind him, "That is simple; I am wanting my baby to be happy. What troubles you this morning my beautiful heart?"

Jed quickly gathered his jumbled thoughts. He gestured at the closet and then at himself, "I don't have a single clue what you want from me. Do you want a little girl to be seen by your side? Do you want the teen jock, nerdy boy, or the baby? The only thing I know for sure is that you don't want me to top you..."

Milan looked towards the ceiling taking a deep breath, then grabbed two of the chairs in the huge walk-in closet. He gestured for Jed to sit, and then he placed the other chair directly across from him. "Your grandfather did much damage. For a boy I know so much about, I really know so little about you..."

Milan leaned forward resting his hands on the boy's knees he slowly re-emphasized, "I WANT MY BABY HAPPY... Zivko tells me this is how you KNOW the truth. Your grandfather told me you were the perfect blank canvas. That you did not know anything about yourself. That you doubted yourself as a boy.

I provide these things, so you can find what you like... Nothing more. Dress as YOU like baby, if you are happy so am I. Either dressing as boy or girl, I don't care. Oh, I will need you to dress up from time to time for business stuff. But boy or girl you are beautiful to me."

Jedidiah knew the man spoke the truth. He also felt the man's frustration about Jed's grandfather. He felt Milan's intense desire for Jed. "Do you want the dresses back? If not, I have a friend on the cheer squad who would enjoy them. Last year's storm took the roof off her house and really toasted her wardrobe."

Milan laughed, "Dispose of them as you wish later. Now pack quickly, we have much to do." Milan kissed the boy's cheek and departed. Jedidiah smiled in glee at the soon to be happening closet purge.

-As he continued to sleep and see Jedidiah's past, Arian was uneasy with Jed's contact with the mysterious Vuk. Arian felt something familiar and unsettling about the man.-

Jedidiah Had a wonderful weekend. For the first time in three years he spent the entire weekend unplugged. He and Milan or Zivko hit every thrill ride in the parks. Milan made sure the boy had his own room in the suite.

Jedidiah couldn't even imagine how much was spent to get a three bedroom suite in the park, admission for three to all the worlds and fast pass privileges.

Saturday night Jed curled up in bed with Milan. The first time since the promise was made, Jedidiah slept with another man and that man just held him as he slept.

Sunday night Jed was drawn to his savior. Milan was changing to climb into the shower Jed let out a gasp as the man's fat eleven inch uncut cock swung free. It was big veiny and looked hungry. Within seconds Jed was kneeling at his feet. After considerable pleading, Milan let Jed have his way with his dick.

Jed peeled back the heavy hood of his foreskin to reveal a waxy layer of cock cheese. The stench bashed his nostrils and he seemed uncertain about what to do next. A few seconds ago he was lusting over the most beautiful cock he had ever seen jutting out of one of the hottest men he could ever hope to meet...

Still unsure he started lapping that cheesy cock. His tongue lapped at Milan's stenchy cockhead and licked it clean and snaked over the skin behind Milan's cock knob to clean that up too. All the time he was doing this Jed was groaning in the back of his throat while fisting his own cock. Suddenly he grunted and shot his joy juice against Milan's hairy legs.

Jedidiah's mouth fastened itself to his fat mushroom cap, slurping happily. He understood now the waxy stuff was either an aphrodisiac or the best flavor enhancer in the world. Jed's lust took over his thick lips explored the man god's tool. He licked at his fat and veiny shaft and furry nuts. Jed's hands caressed Milan's powerful thighs. Jed wanted... no needed every piece of the hung stud.

With his oral examination complete Jed returned the circle of his full lips back up to his cock tip and began sucking and bobbing. He used both of his hands to jack the impossibly long shaft. Milan was fully aroused when Jed finally got his tongue into the action. It made its connection with Milan's frenulum then and all the way round the huge cock collar while his lips retained a snug seal.

Jedidiah began a slight suction making the tender insides of his cheeks connect with the penis shaft sliding between them as Jed traveled down the shaft while sucking him off.

Jed knew he needed all the saliva he could conjure; he teased and toyed with Milan's shaft and balls more urgently. Jed's mouth working the head of his cock and beginning to let out those tell-tale suction noises as both men became completely immersed in Jed's cock sucking.

All pretence of just taking Milan's full cock length in and out of his mouth is soon gone. The head of his cock was right in the back of Jed's throat. Jed knew that was where Milan would enjoy the most suction and the most friction. There it makes Jed choke so violently and loudly, still it excites Vuk. Jed was struggling to breathe and that was turning Milan on even more.

Both Milan's hands were in his boi's hair and Jed was being bounced off his cock. The man is using the very deepest part of Jed's throat as his personal jerking sleeve.

Jed was thinking of nothing except 'breathe when he lets you', and 'pleasing him keeps me and the family safe.' It was difficult to swallow but Jed needed to or drool would drop out of his mouth and make a mess...

Jed wondered if Milan would find that hot.

It wasn't long at this point till Jed felt that final stiffening of Milan's large cock deep in his mouth. The man was still gently holding Jed's head softly. He grunted as his hot load spurted past the boy's well fucked raw tonsils deep into his throat.

While in the shower Milan told Jed, "What happened is between US. In the old world I could take you as mine now. Here I must wait for you to grow up. You can keep this with us?" Jed nodded saying yes.

All was great until they left him at home with his grandfather. To say that Papa Quade was angry about being dressed down by Milan is like saying the iceberg that sank the Titanic was just an ice cube. Quade screamed at the boy for two hours straight. The longer the tirade lasted, the smaller Jedidiah felt. All of the good feelings of the weekend were gone.

Then Jed saw it forming inside the old man, just a touch and Jed could make it go away. Jedidiah repeatedly tried to calm his grandfather enough to touch him; with each attempt his grandfather swatted the boy's hand away and was enraged anew.

The last things Jed remembered were Quade screaming, "You little idiot! I had a way out for you. You have absolutely no idea what you are playing with." For a split-second Jed gave in to his weaker side. The side that argued for self-preservation over saving his grandfather. Jed started tapping the screen of his new watch, once... twice...

Then Quade, in a pain fuelled rage did something he had never done before, he backhanded Jedidiah hard. The boy flew against the far wall unconscious.

When the boy awoke his grandfather was laying in a pool of his own vomit and piss. He could smell shit too. It was quite clear with the look on his face the man died in incredible pain. As Jed looked upon the man's grey face, clouded eyes and blue lips he panicked calling the only person he could think of, his mother.

He blurted out, "I'm responsible Mama! Daddy's never going to forgive me. I killed Papa Quade, I saw it coming and I let him die mama! I am a monster!" The admission led to an equally painful discussion of what had happened to him for the last three years. When the two hung up, Jed left his grandfather's bedroom crying. He waited in the entry hall.

Hachi in turn called the sheriff, requesting he himself respond. Buck was in Oregon hunting with friends and looking at horses. It made no sense calling him right now. She doubted he had service anyway. She sent a simple text, "There is a problem. Call when you get this."

Hachi was wrong he called immediately; She told Buck his father had died and Jed discovered the body. at the time, she was racing to the vault to meet with the Sheriff and Jed. She left the rest alone, he had enough to cope with. Buck started the three day return trip.

The sheriff confirmed no signs of foul play. Jed showed him what he experienced for three years. The sheriff was enraged that the crimes went undetected. For some reason Jedidiah could not remember what Vuk, Zivko, and Vlado looked like. The victims advocate and shrink attributed it to some sort of hysterical amnesia. He said perhaps in time the boy would remember those details.

Jed also showed the sheriff the video of Quade's last moments. Later the coroner confirmed the natural causes opinion. In this case a massive embolism.

Quade had the worst headache of his life, and he rendered the one person who could have ended it unconscious. The doctor said Quade's bizarre treatment of the boy was likely caused as the embolism grew. Jed knew different sometimes evil just is. Perhaps the embolism killed the control mechanism but Jed knew the evil was there all along.

Before her husband returned, Hachi took Jed into the woods to the family's medicine wheel and performed a healing, the physical damage was repaired. She listened and tried to heal his broken spirit. So much pain for one so young.

She sat up with her son for months as the nightmares kept waking him up. She knew it was wrong but she managed to shield the information from her husband. Jed had been betrayed by too many, she would not be one.

Arian saw through Jed's eyes how his own father sheltered and cared for Jed. Saw his mate pleading with Sheriff Blaidd not to tell his father what Quade had done. "A boy has to honor his father. I cannot destroy Quade in daddy's eyes..." He saw his father reluctantly agree, until it was needed.

He saw how the investigation hit dead ends. Every place the Jed could remember being violated was scrubbed, cleaned, and abandoned. The men who used him dead or missing. Even the theme park had a major data breach all of the video was lost from Jed's weekend with Vuk.

The strip mall in St Petersburg was vacant. All the names on the leases were dummy corporations, resulting in still more dead ends. With only a single note left behind it was a single phrase in Serbian, "See you soon, MY little soul!"

Thursday Morning

Arian and Jed woke up both crying. Arian was staring at the cowering boy and Jed was too ashamed and frightened to even look at Arian. Both fully remembering the dream of the intimate and painful parts of Jedidiah's life. Jed slipped from the bed. He slowly began heading for the bathroom. He just wanted to hide and end the hurting.

Too wrapped in his own pain to connect with Arian Jed said, "I'm sorry Arian I should have told you. Now you know. I am nothing... nothing but a filthy whore, weak and dirty. I know you don't want me... no one will... It's ok, I understand..."

This is the end of Chapter Two...

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