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The Special Boys of Wellsley Ch. 6
Chapter 6
The plane eventually arrived at the island. It was a long flight from Iowa to this special island off the coast of Cuba. Once landed, Ryan or Ry as he was called secured the three new boys with a chain and led them off the plane. He didn't get dressed this time. The man followed and watched as the crates were removed from the cargo area. Shane, Matt and their new younger friend of thirteen, Scotty looked around. The first thing they noticed was how hot it was. It was humid also. Several black men, also naked with huge cocks and big muscles, moved the crates off the plane and put them on a cart. The boys were shocked to see it being pulled by four young men, all naked but they were white boys and Latino boys who had a caramel colored skin. The boys really didn't ever see black or other people of color and were fascinated by them. All had very short, cropped hair and were muscular. "Take the crates to receiving and open them. I'll be along shortly to inspect them."
Ry led the three new boys to another cart that also had four boys hitched to pull it like horses. The man had them all get in with Ry and the man on a front seat and the three new boys in back. The three new boys were somewhat frightened by what they saw and totally unprepared for it. They sat on the floor in the back of the cart. The man took out a small whip and cracked it above the horse boys heads and told them to `giddy up'. Like animals, they began to pull the wagon. The man handed the reigns to Ry and looked back smiling. "Welcome to my Pleasure Island. It is my creation and where men can come to enjoy any activity they like. Most visitors are gay men from all over the world who fly to Cuba and then are taken by boat here. The government there knows why they are coming but we pay them well to allow it and they take the money gladly. Once here, men are given the boys of their choice to do with as they wish for the length of their stay. You will all be such boys eventually but right now, you are mine and will get to see how the place works. You will stay with me for now and bed my personal slaves. Not unlike what you may have read about."
None of the boys had ever really heard much about slavery. Special boys were exempt from those lesson in school . AS they got closer to a large building, much bigger than the houses in Wellsely, they thought it to be some kind of warehouse but upon arrival, they figured it must be a house. Their mouths were still open in disbelief.
They were told to get off the wagon and follow Ry and the man. Ry followed behind the man leading them with a chain. Once inside, the chain was removed. The boys were all afraid to move and just stood there. They saw a few more boys who looked like them, naked with big dicks and some older and a few younger looking, doing chores in the yard and in the house. "This is my staff. You may meet some of them eventually. They are instructed to not touch you in anyway. You may not touch them either."
The boys looked around. Scotty stood very close to Shane who he kind of now looked up to as his protector. Shane enjoyed the feeling of the boys skin on his but made no attempt to do anything else.
The boys stood in just looked around in utter amazement. Never had any of them seen such a house. It was huge and very elaborately decorated. The man led the boys down a hall to a large bedroom with a huge bed in the center. It looked so luxurious. They had never seen such a place. "This is my private quarters. Look around . You will be spending your time in here mostly. Shane finally opened his mouth and asked the man if they would sleep there. "Of course you will." He pointed to the bed. "You will be my bed mates. I will review with you what I expect each time I get in the bed. Over there, there is a door that goes out to wear you will piss and shit. Ry will show you how we do that here. You will always be with me in case I need to pee." He said as he pointed at Scotty. Get used to it. You are to be my toilet for now. Scotty looked agast. He had done that type of thing before but not all the time. He had been trained though and like the others, hated it. Scotty managed to say `yes, Sir' as his only reply.
The man then disrobed. "Get my gown, there boy" he said to Matt. Matt looked around and found it on the chair. The boys all looked at the man who then proceeded to remove his clothes with Ry's help. Ry knelt down then and kissed the man's feet. "Get up, Ry. I won't be needing you to do that anymore. Report to the kitchen master and he will find you something to do. You will need to shave your body clean first. All kitchen slaves are shaved, you know that, and you will not be servicing me as you did. You may be going to the pool of boys for guest services or to the barns. Your days with me are over. I have these boys now." Ry looked up and was about to speak but didn't. He had tears in his eyes. Apparently, whatever he did before was now done and he would just like the others.
The man, now naked and putting on his robe, finally told the boys that his name was Piers but that must always call him master. "Ry was my favorite and I used him for a body boy plus lots of other duties. He is getting too old and now, for whatever time he has, will be just like the other slaves. You see, my body boys change some and when I find them tiring, I get rid of them.
Shane and Matt both had a terrible feeling hearing this news. They wondered what would become of poor Ry who seemed like a nice guy. He couldn't have been over 21 or so. That meant they might be eliminated too in a few years. Being special boys however, they never really thought about themselves- only making other boys and men happy.
They started their new lives with a tour. Piers or master as they were to call him, put new collars on them. He examined each boy carefully and decided they both needed another ring installed on the perineum . The boys didn't question it although they didn't really want anymore piercings. Master explained that with their large cocks, they might need them secured sometimes if they were made to run. It also made them look more exotic he thought. He said it would occur the next day.
For that day, he had each boy cleaned both inside and out. A large butt plug was inserted in each boy and a chain was attached to the chain in their cock heads. They were oiled up and then taken on their leashes, to see the island.
The boys had never been to such a warm place. The warm island breeze felt good to them. They saw palm trees, beaches and so many naked boys. Boys were everywhere, many on leashes with guests. They saw boys down on their knees sucking and getting fucked right out in the open. It made their dicks hard as they toured a restaurant, bars and cabanas, something they never had seen before.
Other boys were, some older then them, were hitched up to little carts and pulling men around the place. Other boys were working on the gardens and doing general housework.
Master explained that some boys were bred right on the island. He told Shane and Matt that they would soon be making sluts, the names of all females on the island, pregnant so as to keep breeding more future slave boys. He told them that some slave boys were bred on the island and began to learn their roles at an early age. By ten, they are all used to getting fucked and had learned many talents about pleasing the male guests. Sadly, he told them, as there were no rules for guest behaviors, some boys would be ruined early on and sent to work on crops. He showed them one boy who couldn't be older than 14 who had his hole stretched so much that he no longer had any control and would shit everywhere. He was sent to the fields where his crap was used as fertilizer. It made them sad to see such a young kid already spent his hole open and gaping and somewhat red like the behind of a monkey.
"He works all day doing farm work and gardening. Then at night, he is hung up to be used by anyone who want s to see or do anything else to him. He sleeps from about two am until dawn when he is unleashed from the post he is tied to and sent to work. Of course he gets his morning chow and a full glass of piss. See, that is his main source of food, cum or piss. It's all he knows so it isn't a surprise to him. Actually, he is so trained that he crawls sometimes, more than walks. He is proud that his body parts are being used and his shit will be used to crow crops. By your age, 16 or 17 he will be used up as they say and no longer able to do much. Then, we will remove some organs from him and he will be be eliminated and his body used for more fertilizer. His hole got destroyed by a guest who decided to watch as three slave boys raped him simultaneously.. it was quite a scene. Sadly for him, his body just really couldn't handle three cocks at once and his sphincter was really messed up.
It is easier for these bred boys to accept their lives than boys like you who we consider premium material however you have come from different cultures. Like Ry, who we took off the streets of London some years ago, and now faces an uncertain future, he longs to get away. That will never happen. He won't see England again. You, of course won't be seeing the states again and will learn to serve men in anyway they wish. For now, however, you are special and mine alone unless I choose to let others use you. Won't that be exciting!" He spoke so calmly and cheerfully about these boys like they were just objects. Yes, in fact they were.
Shane longed to be back home in some ways. It was all he knew. "You are both smarter than the bred boys. See, they don't get much education. Most of their learning is about pleasing others by giving all they have- their bodies. We get some women and men who would like to take one of them home but we can't allow that. They never leave the island. Sometimes, our Cuban hosts who actually rule this island but on the quiet you see" he said winking, " actually let us have boys from their country to use for breeding or hard work. Some are used as body boys too as our guests sometimes want a more exotic looking boy. It is becoming harder to find so many pure boys like yourselves. Many countries won't consider sales and kidnapping is very hard to do."
Shane noticed all the boys had fairly large cocks and balls. "It is the food and special drugs we have developed just like they use in Wellsley. We find that with the drugs and additional testosterone the boys mature earlier and have large penises like you. Of course other than to breed, they don't get to use them much and most are horny all the time making the guests happy and the boys are glad to provide their bodies to service them."
They spotted a somewhat chocolate colored boy with a dick that had to be 15 inches long. His balls hung down and looked like large lemons in the sack. Seeing, Master, the boys smiled at them all. "He was one of my special boys once but now is available for anyone to use. He is very proud of his big dick and is one who trains younger boys how to take it. It is great fun for him to pick some runty boy and rape him for all to see. The younger boy,, if it is his first time with Ramon, squeals like a pig when that rod is pushed up his pussy. They often bleed and after he fills them with his boy juice, they must clean him up. Their little holes are opened wide and they get to taste their own body fluids, blood and his cum. After being with him though, they are usually proud and love to see their stretched out holes that now can take almost any man. I may even let Ramon fuck you two as he needs to get off about six times a day or he leaks like a sieve!" Ramon smiled at the boys and shook his big dick at them and then admired their big dicks and kissed Masters feet. He too wore only a collar and cock rings. "He is one of my favorite exotics. I won't let him fuck any girls as I don't want too many darker boys to make future slaves. All of my breeding is selective."
Shane and Matt were overwhelmed with what they saw. Yes, they were used to boy on boy sex. They had been used that way for a long time but had no idea how pervasive this was. The whole place was a guy on guy sex fantasy. Of course, they both were hard. The meds they got continued to keep them that way and their huge dicks, as heavy as they were, stood out .
Master told them they would see one other site before going back to his home. They of course complied. "Perhaps our little piss dog, Scotty, will be all fitted out for his new role. Shane and Matt didn't know what to think and meekly said "yes, Sir" as they followed along on their leashes.
He got into his little cart and had his boy, pony pull him. Shane and Matt ran behind trying to keep up. This was all so new to them. The pony boy was a little older than them, probably around 18 and very physically fit and muscled. He had strong legs, and a well defined chest. He wasn't shaved like Matt and Shane and had some hair on his legs, his pits and his crotch. His balls were just a big and his dick was protruding. He wore a large ring in his dick. Shane figured he must not ever fuck. He also sported a dildo tail in his ass that move around when he ran. He was beautiful to see. He also wore a bridle and the equipment was fitted in his mouth that got pulled open more and widely when Master made him run and pull the cart. The master flicked a riding crop and struck him on his ass. By the time they got to their destination, he was sweating in the heat and breathing hard. Shane and Matt felt sorry for him. He paid no attention to them other than a glance. When he got the Master and his two new slaves there, he stopped and almost bent over straining for air. Matt and Shane also were breathing hard.
"Now I don't see the need for that." The master said. "You boys supposedly excelled in track. I expect you to do better. This piece of shit pony breathes hard because he is pulling my cart, but you guys, well, we'' have to work on that." He climbed down and the boy, pony bent slightly to lower the rig for him to exit. He went up to the pony boy and patted him on his sweaty head. "Need a little water, boy?" The kid nodded yes as he couldn't talk with the equipment in his mouth. The master called Shane over and told him to piss in the boy's mouth. Shane felt funny doing that. He had it done to him but he never did it to anyone. Shane looked at the master and then the boy who knelt slightly and the Mater pushed Shane over , grabbed his dick and aimed it at the boy who struggled to get close and opened his mouth. He knew what was coming and actually wanted the moisture of the piss. Shane with a little hesitancy, began to pee, something he needed to do and the pony boy gratefully drank all he had to off. He then called Matt over and the same thing was repeated.. "Got to keep my little horsey full of fluids. Piss if you need to, boy.." The pony boy began to piss right on the road and sent a long shower that hit the rings in his cock splattering all over the boy's legs and the ground. The master stepped back to avoid the spray. "He has those rings and he sprays like a fountain. I don't often let him do it publicly but he has little control and runs better with his bladder empty. The boy didn't seem bothered by his display. He was done and began to stand upright again if not slightly bent over to reveal his tail. Sweat ran down the boys back, over his ass and dripped off to the ground. "He can shit later, the man said as he played with the dildo tail making the boy squirm a bit. Shane and Matt looked at the boy and actually found they got harder. He was quite handsome. A young, still boyish face with no real stubble or face hair yet his body was fit and trim with no apparent fat and a nice v shape at his abdominal area.
"Go ahead. You can touch him.' Master said. "He likes it when humans touch his animal hide. He really misses human touch and contact. See he is kept like a horse in a barn and other than an occasional beating, no one touches him and he so wants and needs that. It is almost fun seeing how he reacts if a human touches him."
Shane felt bad for the poor boy. He also found that he looked kind of familiar. "Yes, you may have wondered. He is a Wellsley boy too. Just like you too. Got him a few years ago when he was your age. He's been trained to be a pony and will live out his usefulness as that. Go ahead. Touch him and see what he does."
Shane and Matt looked at the boy. They did kind of recall him from school but didn't really know him. He was a special boy who excelled in athletics. They had kind of looked up to him.
The boy looked at Shane and Matt but didn't say a word. "He can't speak right now. He had his tongue held down . I was going to remove it but it is cute when he laps up his water in his trough. I'm sure he would suck you if he could. He is quite willing to do anything for attention. Matt reached out and stroked the boys sweaty body. Even though the kid had rings in his nipples, the touch seem to make him moan a little Obviously, the rings didn't hurt. "See what happens if you touch his balls or cock.' Master said. Shane looked at the boy and then bent down a little and touched his huge thick cock. Almost immediately, it got very hard and began to leak just like Shane and Matt. The pony boy moaned with pleasure and tried to nuzzle Shane a little. "He is really enjoying that," Master said. He will shoot a load if you're not careful. I bet he hasn't been touched there in weeks and getting his usual drugs, he is horny as all get out..' Master laughed at the boys misery. Shane rubbed a little more and before long, thick ropes of cum shot from his huge penis hitting Shane on the leg. The pony boy just moaned with pleasure and a look of genuine content. He couldn't really smile but it was evident that he was grateful to Matt and Shane for giving him relief. Matt kept stroking him and both boys looked him over noting his short hair on the sides of his head but long and thick on top and it trailed down toward his back. It almost looked like a horse's mane.
"Enough of that for now. Tie him to the rail. Use the rope there to secure it through his dick ring. We have one more thing to see." Master told Matt and Shane. They did as they were told and glanced back at the pony boy noting his dirty feet from the dust and sweat. He was beautiful though and they wondered what must going through his brain. The did note he had the same W' tattoo they had on his arm. It also said the word prime and pride' on the tattoo, just like they had. The boys said nothing but wondered if they too would some day be like him and they were frightened.
The boys followed their Mater to a barn like structure and went inside. Shane almost fainted when he saw two boys rigged up like the pony boy. They too had some of the same things, a large cock ring, weights on their balls and nipple rings. They stood almost bowlegged due to the massive weights that pulled their ball sack down . their hair was not yet cut like the pony boy's was but they appeared to be new their. What caused Shane to react was he realized that these two were his twin brothers!
He had no idea that his brothers were here or that they had be enslaved! The last he saw them, they were free boys who had molested him the night his parents had gone to help set up the fair. He felt bad for them. They were not special boys and had no experience being used this way. They looked miserable. In fact, they were miserable after being taken and sentenced to be sold just as he was.
"Do you recognize them?" Master asked.
Shane and Matt could not speak but merely nodded yes. "They were sold to me a quite a bargain considering they are a matched pair. I decided to take them although a little young, but they will be trained to be ponies just like the one you saw outside. They will lose some of that boy fat and be fed a very strict diet to build their stamina and sexual prowess. Over time, with lots of exercise, they will learn to run and pull a cart. Of course, being a little resistant, they will need firm discipline until they are broken and no longer long to be real boys or men anymore. Just like the one you saw outside who pulled my cart, it will take time but they will forget their past lives and just be happy to pull a cart taking my guest where they want to go with no thoughts of anything. I thought you might enjoy seeing them at the beginning of their new path of, shall we say, existence. Their trainer will get their pussies ready to accept horse tails just like the boy outside. What was his name again? Oh yes he was known as Kevin when he was back in Wellsley. I doubt he even remembers that. Come close and look at them. They live in the barn and have been greeted by their fellow ponies. Their holes will be stretched more. Quite a fate for raping you. Yes, I heard about that. Sad. All those dreams of college and and free life, gone due to a quick rape of their brother. You can beat them if you wish, Shane.
Shane, who had no mean bones in his body so to speak, didn't want to hit them. He actually felt bad for them. Their fate seemed worse than his! Mate went up to them and asked if they were happy now. They couldn't speak as they too had their tongues held down with the first bits of horse equipment that had been installed. They did have a tear in their eyes. They made no attempt to fight. The fight had been already beaten out of them as they showed lots of red marks on their backs and butts. Their genitals hung low due to a heavy cock ring and the weights on their balls. "In time, their nut sacks will hang down to their knees. It they don't get big, we will replace their nuts with artificial ones which will stretch the sack fully. Right now, they are wearing five pounds of weight. Tough to run with that but they will learn.
Shane felt bad for them and wanted to go an embrace them as he had so often done when they were little boys. Yes they abused him and made fun of him, but this sentence was more than anyone deserved. Shane even had forgiven them for molesting him.
"They will need to develop thick soles on their feet for running on dirt and gravel as well as pavement. But, that will come. Shane looked at them with pity. He was trained for this sort of life he finally thought but not his brothers. He wanted to hug them and hold them but Master only let him touch them briefly before he had a trainer lead them away for more intense training.
Master took Shane and Matt by their cock leashes and led them back outside to the waiting cart. They were told to unhitch the pony boy. Master climbed in the cart and Matt and Shane were to run along side to their next destination.
By the time they got back to Master's residence, the pony boy and Matt and Shane were totally exhausted and sweaty. The Master seemed to like to have his pony boy pull him at a very fast rate. Being attached by their balls to the cart, Matt and Shane had no choice but to keep up.
Panting and gasping for breath, the Master smiled at them and told them they could go into the garden area and rinse off. They were reminded not to touch their genitals as they washed. The pony boy was made to stand in the hot sun panting until and a young stable boy came by and led him to his stall in the a nearby small barn.
While they hosed down, Shane could not help but think a little about what he saw. His brothers were now slaves too! How could this happen. How must his folks feel about that? What was his fate and Matt's?
He was glad Matt, his only love in life, was with him. He so wanted to kiss him and make love to him as they had tried to do once while still at home. His mind whirled with all kinds of thoughts, questions and feelings. He was glad to be with Matt but he didn't know how he would like this place. Master seemed nice enough to both boys but seemed to treat others quite harshly.
Finished hosing off, Master came out and let them drink a little water. He then took them inside still slightly damp but drying from the hot sun, and had them kneel at his feet while he drank a beverage brought by a young boy, maybe twelve or thirteen. They wondered where Scotty was but could not ask.
Master had a beautiful lunch while the boys ate some of their usual chow, dampened by the server boy's piss. They were made to suck him too. "You always tip your server. I fuck him but you get to drink his piss. He likes that and feels rewarded now."
After lunch, Master said they would now learn their daily routine. Apparently, they were to sleep with him taking turns sucking on his dick or eating his hole or any other body part he commanded. They would sleep as best they could never letting Master not have one of their mouths on his body.
In the morning, he explained, they would drink his piss and then give him a full body licking. He said Scotty would stay in his dog bed until Master got up and then after he shit, Scotty could clean him out. The boys would then be allowed to go and do their morning needs in a small court making sure they buried their mess. Scotty would then lick and eat their pussies to make sure they were clean before going in to the hosing area and completely washing down. They could wash down Scotty as well. He was to remain on his hands and knees all day like a puppy. After he shit and cleaned out, the boys would install his tail back in his hole where he would keep it unless his pussy was needed or desired. All would eat their morning chow and then begin their day doing whatever Master expected. He said he would use their pussies a lot and then install a plug in each of them to keep his precious cum in their holes.
They were to do their daily workouts, including Scotty who could stand while doing them. Other than that, he was to kept on a leash and walked like a dog. He was fitted with paws over his hands and small pads on his knees. They were to walk him through the complex to show off and be seen. If any man wanted to, he could remove their plugs and fuck them , or have Scotty drink the person's piss. He was not to get water and sustain himself on piss. Shane had drunk piss before and knew Matt had also but that wasn't all they drank. Scotty just seemed to want to be near them as he was still quite afraid. The boys tried to comfort Scotty and tell him to just accept his fate. They had done so along time ago. Scotty, raised as a special boy also, just hadn't gotten that far although he had done his fair share of being used.
The Master liked to have either Shane or Matt hold Scotty, who was getting bigger but then so were Matt and Scotty, on their laps. It was just assumed that they would shove their cocks up his hole and he would remain impaled on a dick often. Scotty was getting stretched and had almost a bigger and now abused looking hole than Scott and Matt. The Master like to keep them a little tight but he cared little how Scotty was used. He even liked to watch as both boys fucked him. He would lie on one boy and have a dick up his ass while the other boy pushed his way in. they tried to be gentle with him. Shane liked to cuddle the younger boy who physically was getting more mature but emotionally, like Shane and Matt was younger.
The Master liked to take them on their leashes, usually Shane led Scotty on his leash, to one of the many bars or restaurants where they saw all kinds of crazy sex going on. It made them horny. In restaurants, the slave boys wore very skimpy jock straps while they served food but most patrons just rippled them off. Those boys, like Shane and Matt, were shaved clean. Animal boys, like Scotty , his brothers and the poor boy who was the Master's cart boy, were allowed to keep their hair. Master liked to differentiate between the animals and the slaves. Scotty looked cute crawling around with his puppy tail sticking out of his ass. Matt and Shane were touched and felt all over but rarely did the Master allow the guests to fuck them. Only on special occasions when a special guest was in attendance.
The boys continued to do their daily service for the Master who loved to play with them like his pets. They had no choice in the matter and did their best to comply. The special boy mentality helped them both to survive and actually be happy. At his residence, the boys did cleaning and a little gardening each day. Mater liked to see them toiling in the sun and often came out and just pulled them close and fucked them . He made sure his cum dripped out of their holes and he liked to see that.
They ate the Master's hole every day. Sometimes he was pretty clean, but sometimes, instead of making Scotty do it, he left his hole dirty and made Shane or Matt lick him out. He felt his shit was so superior, it was a treat for the guys. They didn't like it but eventually got used to it
They never thought about the future anymore. They just lived each day. Master sometimes let the boys go swimming at the beach or in a pool. He liked to see them and at those times, they actually smiled. Having beautiful smiles was one of the reasons he had bought them.
At one of his gala parties where boys were assigned to each guest and ate their holes while they dined on special chairs with a hole in the bottom for tongues to go through, he made Shane and Matt spend the first hour chained together and to kiss one another passionately. They enjoyed that event and they became so hard and drippy with pre cum, that young Scotty was finally sent to them to lick and eat their cum. After the hour was up, Master let his special guests fuck the two boys as they again were laid side by side and made to kiss while their pussies were ravaged. It was nothing too exceptional for Matt and Shane. They had their holes abused a lot. The good thing was they got to kiss and explore one another's mouths, something they loved to do. They figured getting to fuck one another was not going to happen so they enjoyed what they had offering their own holes for use. It was nothing really gay they thought. Actually, they never thought about gay, straight or anything of the sort. They had always been `special boys' who learned early that other people could do what they wanted to them. It was just natural
No so for the twins who were being trained as ponies. They had always been aggressors and only thought of themselves as straight boys with girlfriends lately. They had been considered cool and got away with a lot. Now, they were naked, with ringed cocks and heavy weight on their balls. They were treated as animals and made to run. They had been pretty good athletes but never ran naked or barefoot. They almost wished they had had some training like their older brother who could run and do anything barefoot as he never was given shoes except for the boots he wore in the coldest weather.
The twins were fed a terrible food much like dry dog food. At first, they didn't eat it but eventually, starving they had no choice. The training boys, older naked slaves like themselves, fucked them brutally stretching their sore holes and sticking tail looking dildos up there sore asses. They were stretched. For maybe a brief moment, they realized what they had done to their brother and felt bad about it but mostly, they just felt bad for themselves.
They soon learned to piss and shit like animals, standing up. No breaks were given and they were totally exhausted. They couldn't speak to one another as like the other ponies, they had devices stuck in their mouths that kept their tongues held down. They had a terrible time adjusting to this inhumane treatment. Their nuts were so sore and they did notice that their sacks were hanging down lower. All they really understood was the pain.
Life on the Island of Pleasure was anything but for the boys.
End of Ch 6