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BUILDING A FAMILY Chaper 3
by Anonymous
Normal warning. This story includes episodes of sexual activity and other intimate acts between and among adult males. If you are not of legal age, do not read it._____________________________
As Rick reached the bottom of the stairs he felt so calm, so relaxed, so obedient.
“Good boy,” Jason said. “Very good, boy.”
Rick smiled.
Jason was on his knees between Rick’s legs, looking down at what he knew was the most beautiful sight in the world – his best friend whose body he had wanted to enjoy for so many years. Rick’s arms were spread wide by the rope and were stretched above his head. Beautiful arms, defined by Rick’s work outs. His shoulders were nicely rounded and the muscles stretched. Nice, soft tuffs of hair were growing within Rick’s pits, not too much, but not too little. Hair, though, that would eventually be gone.
Rick’s pecs were rounded, full, rising above his body with the dark brown surrounding his nipples provided the perfect addition, the nipples themselves small little nubs, just barely rising above them. Jason knew these would grow larger in the days and weeks and months ahead.
Rick’s abs were not the perfect six pack. Jason was not looking for that. But Rick’s belly was flat, the muscles beneath the skin partially showing through. Rick’s thighs, legs and calves were like his arms. Firm, supple muscles, with the skin showing their shape, but not the severity of the sinews underneath. Rick’s feet, beautiful feet, were also the perfect size for Jason, each toe so damned suckable,
In the center, or at least the center of Jason’s focus, was Rick’s delectable and oh-so-delicious looking cock with his ball sac hanging below between his legs. 7 inches of cock, maybe a little more or a little less. Now hard, pointing at the ceiling. The Doctor had done a good job when he cut Rick. And nature had done a good job in ensuring that his cock and balls were nicely proportioned and just the right size for Jason’s mouth. The hair surrounding and on the cock and balls framed Rick’s glory, hair that would also be removed in due time.
Jason looked down on his friend, admiring the prize he had won, the trophy he would cherish – a man with the deep, rich brown, almost black color, of a young strong African American. – had always caused Jason to grow hard, to drip cum and had so often been the vision in Jason’s mind as he pumped his own, pink skinned cock.
“Good boy,” Jason said again. “Fuckin’ very good, boy.”
And Rick smiled again.
“Boy, you’re straight, but you know I can make you feel so-good and you will still be straight. So, that’s what I am going to do – make you feel so-good. When I touch you, each time I touch you, the spot were I tough you will be the center of all of your pleasure. You will focus on that spot, feel that spot warm with my touch, and your need, your desire, your lust will grow. The more I touch you, the more sexualized you will feel. Your entire body will feel like your dick when you jack off.
“No matter where I touch or how I touch, where I like or how I lick, where I kiss or how I kiss, that spot will be sexualized beyond anything you have ever felt. You will want me to linger, to stay at that spot, to make you feel even better, and when I move to another spot, your focus will change and that spot will become the center of the universe.
“You may cum whenever you want, as often as you want. Each time you cum you will know that I am the one you want more than anything else. I am the one you want to please more than anyone else. I am the one you need to obey, more than anyone else. I am the one you can trust, you will listen to and you will know you must – hell you NEED – to love and show your love to.”
Rick listened carefully and took it all in. He knew Jason was telling the truth, what he wanted to be the truth, what was now becoming his truth. He looked up at Jason, seeing this man he had known since he was child towering over him, looking so strong, so virile, so big. And Rick felt weak and vulnerable, small compared to Jason, but so calm, so relaxed, so obedient. Rick listened and he understood.
As he watched, Jason leaned over Rick’s right foot, held it in his hands and began to lick the bottom. Rick bucked at the touch, heaved his pelvic high above the bed in an almost spontaneous reaction to the intensity and pleasure of Jason’s touch. Rick’s breathing suddenly became heavy, his head was thrown to the right and then to the left in sheer physical pleasure.
“Oh God! Oh God! Oh God! Sweet Jesus, Fuck!” Rick screamed as Jason began to suck on Rick’s beautiful, black, big toe.
I am sure the reader will agree that such intimacy between such good friends is probably best left private, at least for now. It is the only proper thing to do. I am also sure the reader is wondering about Rick’s father and his brothers. So let us return to the house were Rick lives with his family, the one in which Jason too had spent some years, until he reached the age of majority.
Jason had last visited the house a week earlier when he had been invited to spend a day relaxing at the pool and for an evening of dinner and a movie. Jason had brought along a small flash drive and while there had stolen away from the group and had worked on each of the boy’s computer as well as Rick’s father’s computer. He had uploaded to each a small, but potent application that was timed to start up after midnight that very night, the first time each logged into his computer.
As fate would have it, Steve was the first. He got back from his night out at about 12:30, took a quick piss, undressed for the night and decided to check his email. He sat down at his desk and logged into his computer.
Steve’s email opened as it should and he began to read. Then he noticed a small square in the lower right corner. It seemed to be some sort of swirling spiral. “Damn it,” he thought, “I must have down loaded some sort of virus.”
He rolled his cursor to the square and as the cursor reached it, the square got a little bigger. But there seemed to be no way to close the damned thing. Not only that, but he could not put the square behind the email template. It stayed on top. Steve tried opening another application. The square just got a little bigger and stayed on top. Steve tried another application. Same result. He held down control-alt-delete, but when the box opened to show the running applications, he could not find the one for the square shaped spiral.
He was getting annoyed, but also was getting obsessed with this damned square that seemed to grow a little every time Steve tried to get rid of it.
Steve even tried to reboot his computer, but as his home page came back to life, the square was still there and bigger still. But now there was sound, a voice, and Steve became interested in what was being said.
“You can’t close me. You can’t minimize me. You can’t get rid of me. So just ignore me. Don’t even think about me. Do what you ant on the computer and forget I am here.”
As the voice spoke this over and over again, the square continued to grow ever-so-slowly.
No doubt the reader knows that if someone tells him to not think of the work “elephant” for five minutes, the only word he will think of is “elephant” for the entire five minutes. When told to not see or do or hear something, we are all the same…there is nothing we can do but to see hear and/or do what we were told not to. And so it was that Steve, try though he might, became even more fixed on the square with the spiral in it.
Steve tried to go back to his email, but his eyes and his attention returned immediately to the ever growing, boxed, spiral. He looked away, but had to look back.
It did not take long before Steve stopped trying and just sat back and watched, transfixed is probably a good word for Steve’s state at the moment. Eventually, the square told Steve to type a capital Q, which he did. When he did this, the square, the spiral, filled his entire screen.
“Look at me. Look at me closely. See how interesting I am. See how pretty I am. See the colors as they swirl and move to the middle and then disappear into me.”
What else could Steve do? He had been told not to think about the word “elephant” and he could do nothing else but think of the word “elephant.”
“Settle back in your chair now and just relax. Become calm and watch me closely. Around and around and around I go. And everything moves to the center – look at the center – and disappears into it.
“Stay focused. Watch the swirl. Watch the colors. Watch them disappear into the center. As they disappear, watch them swirl again and again and disappear again and again.”
Steve was transfixed. He watched the swirling motion. So even, so calm, so peaceful as it fluidly moved the colors to the center to disappear and then to reappear and begin to glide to the center again. Over and over Steve watched the movement, and as he did so. He became calmer, more relaxed.
“Good boy. Very good boy. Keep watching. Feel the swirl. Become part of it. Feel yourself swirling around and around and around, disappearing into the center, then reappearing and swirling around and around and around again.”
Steve became one with the swirl. He could feel it as it peacefully carried him on its currents, and into its center, to disappear and then to reappear again, only to be taken along the path more and more.
“Listen to me carefully. Listen to all I have to say. Listen and take in every word you hear.
“The more you watch, the calmer you become. The more relaxed you become and the more obedient you become. You can hear and see nothing else but me, the spiral, YOUR spiral, the one you are becoming one with.
“Watch yourself as you go around and around and around. Watch yourself as you fall deep into the center, deep into the hole. And each time you fall into the whole, you will be calmer, more relaxed and more obedient. And then you will emerge, swirl with me again, fall into the depths of my center again and become even more calm, even more relaxed, even more obedient.”
For more than an hour the spiral that Jason had uploaded to his computer worked on Steve, worked on his mind, made him calmer, more relaxed and, most importantly, more obedient.
When Steve was totally lost and his mind totally open, the spiral began to give him his instructions.
“When the spiral stops, you will turn off your computer. You will continue with whatever you are to be doing as if nothing has happened. Jason will arrive at your house for dinner at 5:00 PM. You will make sure you are at the house at 4:45 and you will have no plans for the evening. At 4:55, you will take off all of your clothes and will make sure you are naked when Jason arrives.
“Your entire family will also be taking off their clothes at the same time. None of you will think anything amiss. But each of you will be naked and waiting at the door when Jason walks in.
“You will know that Jason has only your best interests at heart. You will know that you must do whatever he tells you to do. You will want to obey him. You will need to obey him. You will want to make him happy. You will need to make him happy. You will want him to be proud of you. You will need him to be proud of you. You will do what he tells you to do because it will feel so good, give you so much pleasure, satisfy you so much …and you will make Jason happy and proud of you.”
As Steve continued totally mesmerized by the spiral, this message continued to be repeated over and over again for the next hour. It was all Steve could hear. It was all he could focus on. He was all he cared about.
The spiral slowly began to shrink. The voice slowly began to get softer. Steve focused even closer on the spiral and most closely on the words which were becoming harder and harder to hear. The spiral continued to get smaller, the voice softer and Steve focused closer and closer until the spiral was again a small square in the right hand corner of the screen, the voice little more than a whisper, but booming loudly in Steve’s mind as he strained to hear it.
Then, the square disappeared. Steve sat up, turned off his computer, stripped off his clothes and went to sleep.
In the early morning, Rick’s father John woke up, pissed, washed, got a cup of coffee and sat down at his computer. As he logged in, a small square with a spiral appeared in the lower right hand corner. John was at his computer longer than he usually was most morning. And when he was finished, he went about his daily business.
Mid-morning, Rick’s other brother Don rolled out of bed, immediately turned on his computer, logged in and found an annoying small square with a spiral in the lower right hand corner of his screen as well. By early afternoon, Don was busy doing what he had to do that day.
And so, Jason’s plans for Rick’s family had begun to unfold even as he finally had Rick in the way he most wanted him.
Speaking of Jason and Rick, the reader is probably wondering just how have our two heroes been doing over night back at Jason’s house. Let us look in on them and see just where Jason’s lust has taken them.
Rick was moaning, thrashing in his bonds, screaming, asking Jason to stop, begging him to continue. He had cum three times and the cum was nicely pooling on his belly and dripping down each side as his body turned first this way and then that way in his lust.
Jason too had cum twice so far. Each time making sure he added to Rick’s cum in the pools on Rick’s firm, flat belly. Jason had licked, sucked, stroked and felt virtually every part of Rick’s body by now. He was currently chewing on Rick’s nipples.
“Oh fuck!” Rick screamed almost incoherently, his voice getting raspy from all the sounds it had been making the past hour as Jason had worked his boy into an ecstatic frenzy. Rick felt Jason biting him, hit hurt, but it did not hurt. Rick wanted it to stop, but he needed it to continue. Oh God how he needed it to continue!
As Jason’s gnawing got more aggressive and the pain increased into the pleasure Rick needed, Rick’s body again bucked and Rick’s cock spurt again, more cum gathering on his belly, more cum dripping down his sides.
Jason released the nipple and licked down Rick’s belly, moving his tongue around so it missed the cum, and began to nuzzle Rick’s cock, licking his balls. Then he began to lick up and down Rick’s cock, that beautiful thing of dreams, making Rick’s cock again harden, again straighten, gain reach for the ceiling.
Jason licked Rick’s cock, then took it into his mouth, deep into his throat!
Rick screamed again “Sweet Jesus help me! Oh God!. Oh fuck! Oh shit! Jesus that is good!”
Jason pulled up then went down again. As Rick’s dick entered his throat, Jason swallowed over and over and Rick could feel his cock being pumped by Jason’s soft and warm and wet throat muscles. Rock thrashed. He screamed. He groaned. His reality now was only his cock and Jason’s warm, wet, sweet throat.
Jason was near satiation, but one more thing was required to fulfill his fantasy. He pulled his mouth off of Rick’s now harder-than-ever cock. And sat back between Rick’s legs. Jason rested minute, allowing himself to calm a bit, his breathing deep yet shallow, but slowing down. Rick’s breathing was dong the same as Rick, for the first time in what seemed like forever, was able to also relax. They both breathed together.
Jason reached to Rick’s belly and took some of the accumulated cum on his finger. He reached for Rick’s mouth. “Here boy. Lick this off my fingers. Taste it. You need this. It will keep and make you strong. It will nourish you. The rest of your life you will know that you need to eat this every day to be strong, to be healthy, to be what you are to become and what you want to become.”
Rick obediently opened his mouth and Jason put his fingers inside. Rick closed around the fingers and sucked them, suckled them really. Tasted the cum, licked it off Jason’s fingers, and knowing he wanted and needed more.
His fingers clean, Jason straddled Rick’s body, facing his best friend. He reached behind him and found Rick’s dick and stroked it to further engorge it with blood and make it hard as Jason wanted it to be. Rick groaned.
Jason slowly lowered himself on to Rick’s prick. He guided it between his ass cheeks, slowly towards his hole. As Jason rubbed his hole with the tip of Rick’s cock, Rick’s moans began to grow. Jason continued to lower himself, as Rick’s cock entered him!
Rick could feel the tightness of Jason’s hole around his cock head first and then, s more and more of his cock entered Jason, Rick felt himself surrounded by warm, inviting, muscles and tissues.
“Sweet mother of God!” Rick yelled. “No, no more. Oh God! Oh fuck! More, please more, please! Please! Oh shit!”
And Jason began to fuck himself on Rick’s cock. No more dildos up his ass pretending they were Rick’s cock. No more plugs, fantasizing what Rick’s cock would feel like. After all this time, after so much cum wasted on imagination,. Jason was finally filled with what he needed to be filled with, with what he had a right to be filled with.
Jason slid up then slid down. He felt the virile manliness of Rick’s cock deep inside of him. He couldn’t hold out much longer. He moved up and down, faster and faster. He took Rick deep – oh so fucking deep – and then rose so Rick’s cock head was all that was in him. Down again! Up again! Down again! Up again!
Rick was going wild. Never before had he felt this. Never before had his cock been used in this way. He screamed, groaned, yelled and screamed more. He bucked up to meet Jason’s thrusts down and pulled down when Jason pulled up. He pistoned his cock into Jason and Jason’s ass made love to Rick’s cock.
On and on they went. Jason and Rick, moving as one. Rick feeling his cock getting ready to explode. Jason’s ass filled as he needed it filled, with a cock hitting that spot deep inside over and over again, until Jason himself was ready to explode.
And then…and then…when neither of them could take it any more, together they let out a howl like no animal had ever made. I harmony and disharmony, their howls joined together as their bodies did the same and both erupted for one last time that night. Rick deep inside of Jason. Jason spurting on to Rick’s belly.
Slowly, ever so slowly, they came down from the heights they had reached. Their fast, short breaths began to lengthen and deepen. Their bodies relaxed. Their breathing slowed more. Their bodies relaxed more.
Eventually, when he had regained enough strength, Jason raised himself off of Rick. He untied Rick’s arms and legs. And laid down next him. He raised his head on his arm, took his other hand and began to feed the cum from Rick’s belly to Rick. He lovingly, carefully, scooped it up with his fingers and let Rick suck the cum off. He continued this until all the cum from Rick’s belly as well as the cum that had dripped down Rick’s sides and had pooled on the bed was where it belonged – inside of Rick, nourishing him.
Jason rolled Rick into his arms.
“Good boy. VERY good boy! I am so proud of you!”
Rick smiled.
Jason laid Rick’s head on his chest, his arms around him. He stroked Rick’s face and his hair.
“When we wake up, boy, all will be as it was. You will be straight. I will be gay. You will make breakfast for us and you will serve it to me. Then, when I tell you to, you will shower and dress and be on your way. You will have a normal day, but you will be at your house at 4:45. At 4:55, you, along with the rest of your family, will strip and will wait for me at the front door. This will seem normal to you, nothing out of the ordinary.
“I will arrive at 5:00.”
Jason held Rick closer. Rick snuggled into Jason’s arms. So calm. So relaxed. So obedient.
And they slept.
To be continued…
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* BUILDING A FAMILY Chaper 3
17:06 on 2009-09-01
Really enjoy how things are unfolding. Can't wait for the next chapter!
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* BUILDING A FAMILY Chaper 3
06:43 on 2009-09-02
wow i wish someone will make a movie out of it :P
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* BUILDING A FAMILY Chaper 3
07:03 on 2009-09-02 by dougkent60
Just gets better and better
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* BUILDING A FAMILY Chaper 3
17:41 on 2009-09-02
Loved the description of the computer control. Really HOT! Makes me wish I had a program like that on my PC.
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