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Ch4
Back in the jail, the nurse got the approval to not dock the two boys but their testicles would be stretched and heavily weighted. . They weighed about 2.5 pounds per boy and each boy. The weight would be so much greater and the size of the sack would stretch and hang down getting more and more stretched. They would resemble large bulls. It would be humiliating for any man to have such things but as slave, well, it really didn't matter. The nurse thought it might actually be funny. The doctor agreed and said he was going to do it in such a way as the boys would often feel aroused and make their cocks hard. It was just something that made them look like animals in heat. Their constant arousal would make them work harder just to satisfy their bodies needs and they would be good as beasts of burden.
All this was said in their presence as the two medical people joked and chuckled. The boys cried and so much wanted to free themselves. They were full of regret for what they had done to Shane but it was too late for them.
The doctor did give them a mild sedative. . They will know soon enough what happened to them. He gave them each a tranquilizer and a shot. The shot in their balls made them cry out but to no avail. The two medical people went to work installing the several pounds of heavy metal balls and banding them securely to their sacks. "They should heal within twenty four hours. Then we will make them stand and watch the stretching of the sacks begin. The balls will be kind of tight at first but within days, they should stretch the sack nicely. Maybe it will give their new owner an idea to remove their balls and place artificial ones in the low hanging sacks.
In the hospital, Shane's parents had been called to come and get him. The nurse fed him his chow and added the brown sugar to make it taste real good. Shane was so happy. The nurse and doctor discharged him the nurse leading the way to the reception area. The nurse had one arm around him and he let his fingers explore the tight smooth skin of the boy. His parents greeted him warmly. The doctor had Shane bend over right in the reception area with others watching to show them his hole. The doctor touched and rubbed it more than necessary to show where the damage had been. He told the parents no one should use his hole and that a special cream should be applied twice a day. Shane felt funny about exposing his hole and letting others see him that way but knew he had no say and just complied.
He asked his parents if he could go home now. He also said he hoped to see his brothers before he went to the fair for the exhibition. He knew nothing about what to expect there but was almost excited that he and his fellow special boys, were the main attraction. He also thought that afterward, he might get a reward and then go back home as normal.
His mother began to cry. She hugged him and said she had to leave. His father said he would not go home but straight to the fair. Shane nodded and assumed he would see his brothers later after the fair.He really loved them in spite of what they had done to him. He just hoped they wouldn't do it again.
His mother left and he was escorted by his father to the waiting car. It was quite new and Shane wondered how they afforded it. Little did he know that the estimate of his worth and price paid for the vehicle he would ride in only one time. Shane dutifully got in the car putting a little towel down on the seat as to not let his pussy, as his brothers had called it, touch the fine leather of the seat.
His father drove and spoke little. Shane knew he was not ever supposed to start a conversation so he rode quietly too. They got to the fair grounds and Shane was almost excited. This was something so new and different. He hoped he would get to see the sites and the many animals he heard so much about.
Sadly, his father drove to a barn with a sign that read "Animal Exhibitions and Sales" Shane had no idea what that was about so he dutifully got out of the car and followed his father inside. Once there, a man greeted them and checked Shane's name off on a list. His father explained he had just come from the hospital and showed the discharge papers. The man looked unhappy but said he hoped the show would be ok anyway and that a large amount would be made for the town and for the Myers family. Shane, the doofus he was, had no idea what they were talking about, but smiled at the man as his father then took him, held him and hugged him. "You will go on to make us all proud. Do your best." Shane teared up a little. Was this the last he would see of his family? He didn't really know what to expect. The man then led Shane off to a room where he was washed down, nothing like the warm shower at the hospital, and then some high school ages guys began to dry him and rub oil of kind all over him. It felt good to have all this attention as the boys got their kicks out of it and Shane just stood there enjoying that someone wanted to touch him. Shane was just too naive for his own good. He was a little afraid. Would he ever see his family again? He didn't know. Enjoying the washing and body oild applications, of course, Shane boned up. He had no way to not to. He was a little embarrassed having these high school boys he knew doing this to him. They laughed and cajoled almost talking like he wasn't there and not a person. They were having a great time. Once done, he was led over to stand along a wall. One of the teens asked if he should be tied using the bright ring through his dick. The others said he was a fine animal and would stand where he was put. Shane got a few tears as they called him an animal but in reality, he was. He just hated to be called that and just wanted to be liked and treated like the other boys.
He stood there patiently waiting for the other special boys who arrived, to be washed and oiled. He was glad when Matt came in so he finally had someone he could whisper things to. Finally, all the special boys to be put up for show had arrived. One of the men and two high school boys went around and hung little things on their dicks. They looked like price tags but were a little larger. No one offered any explanation to the special boys but the high school kids really got a kick out of seeing them all plump up as the tags were applied. Some music could be heard outside the preparation area. The special boys were all very nervous and wide eyed.
The door opened and someone from the police said there were a few more to be brought in. The man in charge said all his boys were there. The guard and the policeman went out. Shane could see two boys outside but they weren't close enough to recognize. Little did he know they were his brothers. All he heard was the man in charge saying to take them to where the less expensive prisoner live stock was being held."They won't be shown here. . I know they're about the same age, but prisoner boys go to the outside stock area" he said.
Shane and the others were then told to follow. Like lambs to a slaughter, they did and went out in the arena where the bright lights shining down almost were too much. Each special boy was led to a small box and told to stand on it. The hot lights immediately began to make the boys very warm and some began to sweat. Some of the sweat was also from fear of the unknown.
Shane looked about the barn. Each box where a boy stood, was in a small stall which was supposed to be where animals were kept. The teen boy helpers can around and put small plastic cups in each stall. Shane wondered why they did that but didn't ask. Soon a bell sounded and Shane could see the doors open and a rush of mostly men, some women too, came in The men attending in the barn began to stand near where every two or three special boys were standing on boxes. They welcomed the people who began to mill around. Also, among them, were teen boys and girls that Shane recognized from school. They seemed to be laughing and joking and going from special boy to the next . They touched some and the girls giggled and laughed. The special boys were admonished not to smile, talk or react to getting their junk played with. Shane saw one boy walk up to a special boy and begin to pull at his cock and his friend pulled on his balls. "gonna make this boy shoot all over ," laughed the kid. The special boy in question who was being so rudely touched, just grimaced a little but said nothing. This went on for a few minutes until one of the men in charge admonished them and told them to move on. He had a scowl on his face and said only customers were allowed to do that. "Come on", the kid said to his friend. "They let you get away with more shit in the prisoner barn." With that they left to go to where the prisoners were on similar display only grouped more in pens.
Several people checked out the special boys. They made them bend over and expose their holes and some stuck fingers in them. Then the people either wiped off their finger or made the special boy lick it clean. Shane found the whole thing humiliating and so wished his father would come and take him home. He longed to be home even if his brothers molested him. At least he knew them . Young women also came, some alone or in groups, others with boyfriends. They made comments about the 17 year old special boys and also played with them some. The boyfriends generally just laughed or in some cases, got arused as was apparent through their pants crotches.
Many of them admired both Matt and Shane who stood near one another looking somewhat hapless.
Most of the men were alone or with another man. Shane knew noting about the gay lifestyle so didn't realize some were partnered. Many flipped the little tags the boys wore on their cocks reading the details.
"Says here, you are a good milker" one guy chuckled as he touched Shane while reading his tag. Shane didn't know what that meant so he stood quietly, legs apart as he was told to do, and just kind of looked at the man. "SO, is it true. You make a lot of milk, boy?" shane didn't know what to say or do. He just stammered a kind of I guess so type response, not really realizing what he was talking about. "Let's see." The guy said as he began to earnestly jerk Shane to full erection with plenty of pre cum spilling out of him. Shane then realized that the man was talking about his cum load. Yes, if in fact, Shane produced a large amount of cum and could do so several times a day. The man made Shane begin to move a little in a way he wasn't supposed to move. His hips began to move back and forth to the man's touch and it wasn't long before he was shooting off a big load. He hadn't cum since the kind nurse did it for him in the hospital. "Holy, shit!" the man exclaimed. "You do shoot like a horse in heat. Man, some guy will be lucky to get you and watch that everyday if he doesn't cut these nice nuts off." The guy laughed as he read the tag more and soon found a price. "Wish I had those kind of bucks. I would snatch you right up. Too much for me though. Guess I better check out the prison bar for a bargain.
The attendant man had come over and looked at the full cup of cum Shane had produced. "You're missing a bet not taking this one. Sweet as honey too. You know we breed `em to make a lot and shoot off a huge load. Just to entertain the buyer. Plus, as you can see, this one's pretty muscular for his age. Can run real well (Shane's track record was included on the tag) and work real hard if you want him for a field hand or maybe a pony."
The man said he was great but just too much money.
The attendant said he was available for financing if the man wanted to see if he qualified. "The bank will loan up to 90% of value. We know these prime boys are worth every penny! Nothing in here but USDA prime!"
"Thanks, man but I could almost buy a house for his price." The attendant nodded and said the customer might want to check for a few cheaper models or visit the next bar where the reduced price stock was held. "Mostly prisoners, older guys and any of these from last year that didn't sell are marked down and also available for financing with 20% down."
And so it went all day. By now, Shane and the others were somewhat tired from standing and getting touched and examined. They were also very warm from all the abuse and the lights shining on their well toned bodies. They all began to sweat some. Even though Shane had some pit hair, it had been trimmed but he knew it was never to smell. His body was always supposed to be clean. Also, no one had wiped off his still slick cock after he ejaculated earlier.
He felt a little afraid of what others would say about him. Just then, a nice looking man, maybe around 30, Shane thought, came by. He examined all the tags on each boy he passed and admired, it seems, some of them and others he simply rejected. When he got to Shane, he stopped and examined his tag which by doing so, pulled on Shane's cock. Shane immediately reacted and although he didn't want to, nature took its course and he began to plump up again. Shane thought "darn, I'm always dripping anymore!" and he felt a little embarrassed.
The man smiled at Shane and Shane smiled back. He knew he was to always be nice to people. The man went around and had Shane bend over slightly. Shane knew the drill. His pussy, as his brothers called it, was to be looked at it. Shane actually took his butt cheeks and pulled them apart to reveal his slightly sore and puckered hole. The man stuck his finger in just a bit and shocked Shane by licking his own finger when he was done. "Nice, hole, boy." He remarked. "Sweet tasting. No sign of shit or foul smell."
Shane nodded and said thank you. What else could he say. The man examined his legs and flet al the way up and down feeling the muscles and smooth almost hairless skin. He then asked Shane to stand first of one foot, the the other, examining his toes, his feet on both sides and looking closely at the trimmed nails. "Nice!" was all he said and Shane again thanked him.
He then went to Shane's balls and cock. He stroked the balls saying to himself how big and smooth they were. "Nice large nuts and your cock. Damn how big is that thing anyway?"
Shane didn't know what to say. He knew it was measured during his annual inspection but no one bothered to tell him the size. He figured it was maybe 10 inches."
"Sir, I really don't know. I'm not allowed to touch any of that.' Shane said softly.
The man pulled out a tape and measured it. He had really nice hands and he touched Shane so nicely that no one would ever complain. "Holy, shit, that thing is 13 inches long and it looks like around 6 inches around. Some pretty fine meat for a young guy."
Shane just nodded. The attendant man came up and began to converse with the customer. " One of our finest specimens. Raised and of course, bred right here in Wellsley. We take pride in our special boys and feed them just the right chow to develop so well. Yes, he is 13 inches right now. Expect it to grow another one or two before we see it stop developing. You looking for a breeder? This one produces, let me tell you. Just got wanked a bit ago but he can produce probably at least a cup of stuff everyday. If you buy him, you can enhance him anyway you want. We just put the rings in but we offer a wide choice of other special customizations. If he's too big, we do castrations and total or partial removal, but if you're going to breed, this one should sire some good fouls." He said with confidence.
"The man nodded as the attendant extolled the virtues of this fine young stallion.
"I might want it for breeding but basically, a house servant and maybe someone to take care of my children and well, if the truth be known, maybe a bed buck as well. Wife passed a few years ago and now I'm alone with just my kids. Got a nice little ranch, actually an island where I raise some crops, a few animals and some other stuff. I breed some bitches to produce young studs for sale to some people in Africa and the Middle East. Damn those people like these white boys and they sure do go through `em fast." I bet I could get some fun and work out of this one before I let him breed a few more copies of him and then sell him to those bastards." The man smiled and chuckled.
Shane heard all this and wondered what the heck was the man talking about. Breeding, bitches, selling boys? What was this. Would he never see his town or family again? He wondered but said nothing but began to sweat more. Shane was proud of his body albeit the size of his cock and nuts which he flet were too big for his body. Plus, his big nuts sometimes made him walk a little funny. Being banded and sticking out some, only when he was so loaded with cum and got no release, did it really bother him but still he wished his junk was the size of other guys, the regular guys who he saw a few times naked in school when they changed for gym.
The man then told the attendant he wanted the lad to step down so he could examine his mouth and face up close. "For what you guys charge, I got to see if he is worth the money. The attendant made Shane get off the box. The man had him open his mouth to check his teeth and then touched his face all over. He made him walk a little. "Just a little concerned about his anus. It looks like it was used rather harshly recently." The attendant said the boy had suffered but was expected to return to his normal tight, little hole very soon. "The doctor has it on meds. Here, let me show you the report." He offered.
The man looked over the hospital report carefully. "Looks like his own brothers did that to him?" he asked.
"Yes, they are being sold today too." For punishment, of course. They are twins and available for markdown in our prisoner section."
Shane overheard the whole conversation and wondered if such a thing could be true. His brothers were being sold? How could this be? They were not special boys! He wondered what all this meant but no one bothered to share anything with him so he just wondered and was a little confused.
The man continued to examine Shane. It didn't bother him as strange men had done much of what he was experiencing before. He knew it was his obligation to endure it.
Once he was prodded and touched and he had a raging hardon which those passing by and looking at him and the other boys saw, he was a little embarrassed as many of the people were women and even young girls. Most of course were men. They chuckled and a few came over to see more closely. This didn't bother the man doing the examining or the attendant.
Shane was told to get back up on his box which he did. He felt a little humiliated as his boner dripped and no attempt was given to relieve him. the man spoke up and said the asking price was pretty high." I usually don't pay more than 100 but this stud does look better than many. Put a hold on this one, then I will decide". The attendant reminded him that holds were only good for 30 minutes. "However, if this one doesn't sell, we have an auction later toward the end of the day for all remaining prime studs.
The man nodded and said he wanted to check out the lower grade stock first and see what was there.
He left the attendant his card and a cell phone in case there was someone who came by and made an offer, and then went over and checked out some more stud boys. He looked over Shane's friend Matt and several others. Matt wore a similar price tag as he too, like Shane was a real prize with his equally stunning blond hair and good build. The man thought the two were pretty handsome and almost made a matched pair. Matt's cock wasn't quite as big but almost. Close enough for him he thought. He then went to the adjacent barn where the prisoners and other less quality stock was on display. It wsn't long before he spotted the twin boys who stood forlornly. Still in pain from their castration, they were almost out of it not fully comprehending what was happening or what had happened to them. They were not oiled like the prime boys and not shaven on their bodies. They still sported some pubes, pit and leg hair. The man did notice their exceptionally large ball sack which was painful to the boys. They were still healing from their ordeal but already, the weight of the ceramic balls now inserted where their own had been, made their sack hang down obscenely. They sported large, much larger than Shane's, rings through their cock heads. They were crying every time anyone touched them. They had already had some of their classmates from school come up and touch and ridicule them. Unlike the special boys, the attendants did little to prevent anything a potential customer wanted to do having their asses probed and their butts felt. They stood in pens along with some other prisoner types and some older men, and even a few women and girls. The boys were in such distress that unlike previous visits to the fair for both of them, they didn't even get aroused seeing the girls with their pussies exposed and touchable.
The man examined a few of them but being twins, kept coming back to see them. He touched them all over making them spread their ass cheeks for inserting a finger. It was terribly humiliating and in some cases, painful as little care was taken to give them any comfort. They were prisoners after all.
The man looked at the spec sheet and price tag displayed on their genitals and found them an incredibly good deal. Two boys, both about 15 or 16 he guessed, who were available. Yes they needed some body work. They didn't show as well as the special boys and needed considerably more exercise, but they were young, potentially strong and with some training and a strict diet, they could be made to look pretty good. Unlike the special boys, their holes were not as clean so the man simply made one of the twins clean his finger with their mouths after he discovered some shit on his finger after penetration. Yes, they might make fine farm animals and maybe ponies for his large estate.
The man called over an attendant who confirmed they were both fifteen years old. He explained that they had been ordered to the sale rather quickly after they had been found to sexually abuse one of the special boys. Yes, he thought, it was the brother of the handsome stud.
What a find, the man thought. One bed buck and two animals. All from the same breed. He asked about their testicles and the extra large sacks. He recalled Shane had large balls but not as big as these which seemed stretched. They have been fixed., the attendant explained." They now sport artificial balls, just for show. They won't produce any offspring but will likely seem to cum which they won't be able to control. They are like animals now. They won't be house broken so you can only consider them for outside use. Their bladders and self control for defecating have been affected so they could piss or shit anytime. Many people who keep such animals like seeing that as if they have the right diet, all their waste can be used for fertilizer on crops that people eat with no side effects." He went on to say that they may produce a watery kind of cum but it will be useless for breeding purposes and will just make them work harder in frustration. "See, their brains will think they can cum. With the proper meds, they will always be aroused but their cums won't be too satisfying for them and hey will constantly have the urge. Some will just be piss or they will lose bowel control and shit but they are strong and with proper training, they will be good work animals for you. Just don't let them in the house. They'll make a mess!" he said chuckling. The man noticed they were in fact dripping something from their cocks. However, their cocks were only semi hard. "That's as hard as they will get. Real frustrating for them." The attendant said. He laughed a little. "Sure hope they had a good time raping one of our special boys as that will be the last time for them. Oh, they may try to mount and breed with other ponies or slaves. That's why the large rings. They can't get their dicks inside anything worthwhile but I have seen them really like to be touched. A little carrot piece and some liberal stroking and they will learn to eat out of your hand and be as docile as lambs. Just frustrated lambs." He laughed again as the man took out his credit card and said he would take them. "OH, by the way, we can dock them if you want, you know, cut the ends off their useless dicks. It will heal pretty quick. And, their ball sacks will continue to get bigger and hang much lower. I've seen them hang down to almost their knees. Quite something to see. You can speed that process up with some weights if you want. We sell them at the checkout." The attendant smiled as he invited the man to come with him after slapping sold signs on their price tags and writing the man's name on it. The twin boys were left still chained like animals along with all the other prisoners, to the wall or to a post in the ground. They still probably had no idea of their fate or what had all happened to them in the last 48 hours. They were still in pain and their crotches hurt . the heavy new balls they now sported did not to give them relief.
The man went with the attendant to the cashier section where he gave the ladies working there, the paper work and the charge card. Another attendant, after the sale was made, asked the man about having further work done on his purchases. He even offered a two for one deal as he had bought the twins as a set. He asked about bobbing or docking the two animals. "It will keep their junk out of the dirt if you have them doing anything on their hands and knees. " He even offered to sever the legs of both just above the knee. Further ringing of any part of their bodies was offered as well as chastity belts ( not that they would really be needed) studding their dicks with rhinestones or other things to make them look bejeweled if they were to be shown publicly, tail insertions where a tail was permanently attached just above their asshole to further make them look like horses yet still fuckable if that was desired with a farm animal. All were such grotesque things that it was hard to image this small Iowa town could have so many diabolical things in what appeared to be such a quaint little farming community. All this was brought in to satisfy the customers. They no longer cared in town that such things were to happen to some of their own citizens!
The man looked at the catalog pictures and passed on them all. It would also mean leaving his purchases behind when he returned home as there was a certain period to do the procedures as well as for proper healing. The town did promise to ship the purchase home wherever due to the worldwide shipping available from FedEx or UPS!
"No, just prep them for travel. Probably crate them and give them something to make them sleep for the trip. The attendant explaoined how they were fed with an I.V. and then lots of fluids. A hose was then attached to the penis and fed up to their mouths so the fluids just ran continuously with the purchase drinking their own urine, still full of vitamins and such and they would be good for at least 36 hours.
The man nodded his approval and took his receipt saying he had to decide on one more purchase. Seeing he was such a good customer, he was offered a cocktail and snacks. A younger special boy, brought in for the purpose of being a waiter, was told to follow the man and keep him full of snacks and anything he wanted to drink. He was also told, if the man wanted to pee, he must make himself available to drink it so the man would have no need to leave the sales area. The young kid, probably11 or 12 and still a little new to piss drinking, nodded his head and said yes, Sir and went with the man carrying a basket of goodies.
The man returned to the prime specimen showroom and immediately sought out the previous attendant who took him back to see Shane. The man said he might want to consider Matt as well although he hadn't tagged him for holding.
The attendant smiled and was so happy to escort the man back. He had already spent nearly $75,000 dollars on the twin boys and now might spend another $150,000 each on two more prime boys. The towns budget would be ripe with cash!
Shane still stood sweating on the stand. The young special boy was ordered to go and wipe the sweat off him and Matt. The two were taken off their boxes again and the man once again examined them looking for any faults. The only one he had found was the slight swelling in Shane's anus where he was healing. The other boy, Matt had a very tight and pink hole. Not even any signs of a stray hair on either one of them. The man had each boy taken off to the side where he asked that they piss and shit for him. He wanted to make sure the plumbing was in good order. Both let out a strong piss stream which the young special boy helper, was made to drink. They stood over him and pissed in his open mouth. He swallowed what he could but was totally wet as the urine had bubbled out of his mouth and all over him. the man then had each boy squat down and take a shit. They had done this with others watching before so it was no big deal. Shane was so happy as was Matt that they were being considered together as they were life long friends. Whatever lie ahead for them at least was going to maybe happen for them together.
The young boy had to take the turds with his hands and show the man the quality of it. He didn't touch it but poked at it a bit with a stick and found no worms or other parasites and the shit was firm and could easily be used to fertilize crops. "Their diet makes them so useful that even their waste is good for something." The attendant said.
The man nodded and said he found them to be excellent and he would take them. Again, the charge card was given and the toy young men had sold tags attached to their balls. The tags flapped around a little as they were led to the cashier who was more than delighted to make another sale. So far, they had taken in just short of a million dollars, enough to fund the budget for at least another year. This may have been the best year ever for the town!
End of Ch 4