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BUILDING A FAMILY Chapter 2
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.Rick finished his call to his father and, of course, just stood there. He had not been told what to do.
“Hand me the phone, boy. Good boy.”
Jason took the phone, found his number stored there and set a special ring tone for when he called.
“Come sit down on the floor in front of me and listen, boy.”
Rick sat down, cross-legged, and looked up at Jason.
“It feels good to obey me, doesn’t it boy.”
“Yes.”
“Good boy. Each time you obey me, your need to obey becomes deeper. Look into my eyes, boy. Let me repeat that. Each time you obey me, you need to obey becomes deeper.
“Each time you obey me, your need to obey becomes deeper.
“Each time you obey me, your need to obey becomes deeper.”
Jason continued to repeat this. By the tenth time, Rick was also saying it.
Jason and Rick said it together and then Jason stopped and Rick continued to repeat it and repeat it.
“Good boy, Rick. I am so proud of you, Rick.”
Rick stopped repeating it and just got the silly grin back on his face. It felt so good to obey Jason and knowing that Jason was pleased with him made him so proud!
Jason had Rick for the night. After all of these years, and so much lust, after cumming so often as he lay in bed thinking about Rick, he was finally going to be able to start to fulfill his fantasy, start to change his life and others; lives so that he could finally have what he has wanted for so long.
“Look into my eyes, boy.”
Rick looked up, and with his unfocused eyes, looked into Jason’s eyes.
“Good boy.”
Rick smiled.
“I want you to listen and listen closely, Rick. There are some things I need to tell you and you need to understand them, accept them, and know that they are reality – they are my reality and they are your reality. You know I would not lie to you. Don’t you Rick? Know that I would never lie to you?”
“Yes.”
“We have been friends all of our lives, Rick. I know you better than almost anyone else. And you know me better than almost anyone else. We have always been there for each other, with each other, along side each other. We are best friends. Have always been best friends. You know this, don’t you Rick.”
This was easy for Rick to agree to, because it was, in fact true. Jason knew that he had to build on what was true in order to create what was to become true. So, when Rick answered “yes” to this question, Rick was simply acknowledging a very real truth in his life.
“Rick, do you remember several years ago when I wanted you physically, started to approach you how you got angry? How we stooped seeing each other? How you turned from me?”
“Yes.”
It hurt, didn’t it Rick? Suddenly, we weren’t best friends any more. And it hurt me and you also felt hurt, lost, alone. Didn’t you Rick?”
“Yes.”
“I know. The problem is that you are straight. I am gay. Like so many, you thought that being straight, you could not be physically active with me. Somehow, you thought that being straight and being physical with me were incompatible. In fact, you still feel that way, don’t you, Rick.”
“Yes.”
“Let’s relax some more, Rick. Close your eyes. Good boy. Take three deep breaths. In…one, two, three. Out…one, two, three. In…one, two, three. Out…one, two, three. One more time, boy.
Good boy. Keep breathing slowly, regularly. It feels good to breathe slowly and regularly. Remember the stairs, Rick?”
“Yes.”
“We’re at the top of them again. We need to go down them again. Take the first step, Rick.
“One…time to go deeper.
“Two…..In…one, two, three. Out…one, two, three.
“Three …relaxing even more.
“Four, deeper still.
“Five, it feels so good to obey.
“Six, I am so proud of you”
(Rick smiled)
“Seven, so deep. So relaxed.
“Eight, almost there. Almost to where you want to be.
“Nine, in…one, two, three.
“Ten. There. So calm. So relaxed. So obedient. How do you feel boy?
“I feel so calm, so relaxed, so obedient.”
“Good boy. I am so proud of you, Rick. You are a very good boy.”
Rick smiled again.
“Now, open your eyes again and look into mine. Listen carefully, Rick. There is something you didn’t understand all those years ago when you turned from me. You see, Rick. You don’t have to give up being straight just because you give your body to me. A straight man can still feel pleasure when another man enjoys his body. And straight men can give pleasure to another man’s body. And even though he does, he is still straight.
“You understand this, don’t you Rick? That you and I can do whatever we want and I can still be gay and you can still be straight. Isn’t this right, Rick?”
Rick looked confused. He had not heard this before, but Jason was his best friend. Jason would never lie to him. But…but….but….
“Stand up, Rick, and come close to me.”
Rick stood and did as he was told.
“Good boy! I am proud of how you obey. Good boy!”
Rick smiled. He felt good.
Jason reached out and took hold of Rick’s cock.
“Does it hurt when I hold your cock or does it feel good, Rick?”
“It feels good.”
“That’s right, Rick. You are straight, but it feels good when I hold your cock.”
Jason wet his finger and ran it around Rick’s cock head. The cock twitched and grew just a little bit.
“Hurt or feel good?”
“Good.”
“You are straight, but this feels good. Are you gay because it feels good Rick? Or are you straight, yet it still feels good?”
“Straight. Feels good.”
“How good, Rick?”
“Real good.”
“Of course it does, Rick. Just because you enjoy a man touching your body doesn’t mean you can’t still be straight. Does it, Rick”
“No.”
“Good boy. I am so proud of you!”
Rick smiled.
Jason licked and wet his finger again and continued to run it around Rick’s cock head. With his other hand, he cupped Rick’s balls – damn Jason had wanted to do this for so long! And damn, those balls, hanging so low, feeling so big inside their soft, silky pouch, felt so damned good! Jason had to calm himself. One step at a time.
“How does that feel, Rick?”
Jason knew how it felt. Rick’s cock was getting bigger, wider, longer, harder. But Rick had to say it.
Rick whimpered a little. “It feels good.”
“Even though you are straight, Rick?”
“Yes.”
“Say it for me boy.”
“It feels good even though I am straight.”
“Good boy. I am so proud of you! It feels good to let me do what I want, doesn’t it, boy?”
Rick’s breathing was no longer as slow and steady as it had been. He was beginning to breathe deeper and faster.
“Yes. It feels good. Very good.”
“Very good, Rick! See, you are straight but it feels good to obey me. It feels good when I am proud of you. And now you know it feels good when I play with your cock and balls. You don’t need to be afraid of my being gay or my enjoying your body, do you, Rick? You can still be straight and you can still enjoy it, can’t you, Rick?”
“Yes. Straight and it feels so good.”
“Good boy, Rick.”
Jason wrapped his hand around Rick’s now very hard cock. He kept his other hand cupped on Rick’s balls, rolling them in his palm.
“Deeper now, Rick. In…one, two, three. Out…one, two, three….”
Jason slowed Rick’s breathing down and took him down the stairs another time. Rick walked down those steps, feeling so calm, so relaxed, so obedient when he reached the bottom.
Jason stood up. Took off his clothes. Not only was his dick hard, in fact dripping, but his nipples had hardened as well, his own breathing had gotten deeper and more irregular. His entire body was becoming highly aroused, more sensitive. His lust was growing, but he had to stay the course. This was not the time to loose control.
“Look at me, boy. Look at my entire body.”
Rick, of course, could do nothing else. Jason knew he looked good. He was young. He was supple. He worked out to stay in shape. No gym god, that’s for sure. But the read knows the type. In fact, the reader has probably lusted after this type many times, haven’t you? Of course, you have. We all have.
“Can you still, be straight and look at my naked body, Rick? Is looking at me making you gay?”
“No.”
“Of course not, Rick. You are still straight, but you can look at my body. I am gay. You are straight. We are both here naked. I am stroking your cock and feeling your balls, but you are still straight, aren’t you, Rick?”
“Yes.”
“Of course, you are boy. Now, come here and feel my nipples.”
Rick reached out and gingerly touched them and took his hand back.
“Touch them again, boy. Feel them. Feel the hair that grows around them. See how they stand up when you touch them? Pinch them. That’s right. Now too hard, not yet. But pinch them. Take them between your fingers and roll them. Good boy. Very good boy!”
Rick smiled and continued to play with Jason’s nips. Jason’s cock got even harder, assuming that was possible, and started dripping even more.
“Now kiss them, Rick. Lean in, kiss them. The right one first.”
As Rick leaned in to kiss his right nip, Jason ran his fingers through Rick’s brown hair, pulling his head even closer. Jason’s breathing got heavier. Rick continued to kiss the nipple.
“Bite it. Just a little. Not too hard. Good boy,” Jason said, almost breathlessly.
“And now the other one, boy.”
Rick switched sides. Jason rolled his head back, closed his eyes and just enjoyed the feeling. After all these years. All these years….
Jason pulled back from his revelry, took Ricks face in his hands and turned Rick’s eyes to him.
“Are you still straight, Rick?”
“Yes.”
Did making me feel good change you to being gay?”
“No.”
“Of course not, boy. You are still straight, but I can make you feel good and you can make me feel good, isn’t that right, Rick?”
Jason had skillfully altered Rick’s way of thinking about straight, gay, feeling good, making another man feel good. Rick saw the logic of what Jason had said. Jason wouldn’t lie to him. Jason was his best friend. Of course he was still straight and of course, he could feel good when another many played with his body and of course he could make another man feel good and of course he wasn’t gay and of course he was still straight. It made so much sense to him.
“Yes, that’s right,” Rick truthfully responded.
“Three deep breaths, Rick. In….one, two, three….”
Down the stairs Rick went again. Rick became even calmer. Even more relaxed and, if possible, even more obedient.
“Kneel down boy.”
As Rick did as he was told, he inadvertently rubbed his chest against Jason’s hard cock. Jason almost came right then and there. Jason had no idea it would be so hard to keep control of himself during this. He had planned out so well. But the one thing he had not anticipated was just how excited he would be as his years of lust were about to be satiated. Jason took three deep breaths himself!
“You want to obey me, don’t you Rick?”
“Yes.”
It feels good to obey me, doesn’t it, Rick?”
“Yes.”
“You need to obey me, don’t you, Rick?”
“Yes.”
“Look at my cock, boy. Look closely at it. You’ve seen it before in the locker room and when we dressed at your house. But you have never REALLY looked at it before. So look closely at it, Rick.”
No doubt, the reader knows Rick looked at it and looked at it very closely. After all, what else could someone as calm, as relaxed and as obedient as Rick had become do?
What Rick saw was a very nicely shaped, very nicely proportioned, very nicely hard and very nicely dripping cock – not four inches in front of his face. Rick did as he was told. He looked at it from the front. He leaned to the left and looked at one side. He leaned to the right and looked at the other side. He even bent over so he could look at it the bottom of it.
“Smell it, Rick.”
Rick leaned in and took a deep whiff. He leaned in a little further and took another one. He poked his nose close to Jason’s pubes and sniffed deeply again. When he did that, Jason almost came again. But what brought Jason the closest was when Rick leaned down a little, poked his nose under Jason’s cock and deep to the end, nuzzling Jason’s balls as he sniffed his cock.
“Oh fuck!” was all Jason could respond with as Rick continued to smell his cock from top to bottom, tip to hair, side to side.
Jason pulled Rick’s head away again and just held it as he took another series of breaths and settled himself down.
Finally, Jason said “Rick, you want to obey me, don’t you?”
“Yes.”
“It feels good to obey me, doesn’t it?”
“Yes.”
“You need to obey me, don’t you?”
“Yes.”
Jason gulped. “Take it into your mouth, boy.”
To Jason’s surprise, there was no hesitation. Rick opened his mouth, leaned forward, took Jason’s cock in as deep as he could, and then closed his silky lips around it – and then Jason felt Rick’s throat muscles stroke his cock as rick swallowed.
“Oh shit! Oh fuck! Goddamn it!” Jason’s head screamed and he pulled Rick’s head off his cock. “No!” Jason told himself. “Not yet! Not fucking yet!”
Jason again settled himself down. It still was not time. There was still more to do. The fantasy had to be lived out!
“Stand up, Rick.”
Of course, Rick stood.
“Follow me.”
Like an obedient puppy, Rick followed Jason into the bedroom.
“Lay down on your back on the bed. Stretch your arms apart and above your head. Spread your legs apart.”
Rick aid down, positioning himself as he was told.
Jason took out the rope, tied first one wrist to the bed post at the head of the bed and then with another piece of rope, he tied the other wrist to the other bed post. He did the same with the legs to the posts at the foot of the bed.
“Still straight boy?”
“Yes.”
“Of course you are. We can both be naked together. We can both look at each other’s bodies. I can make yours feel good and you can make mine feel good. And I cans till be gay and you can still be straight. Isn’t that right, boy?”
“Yes. Yes, that’s right.”
“Good boy. I am so proud of you boy!”
Rick smiled –as he always did when he made Jason proud.
Jason stood at the foot of the bed. How long had he fantasized about this moment?! How many years had he wanted, lusted for, needed Rick’s body?! How often had he jacked off, with this exact image in his head?!
Jason climbed on to the bed, kneeling between Rick’s legs. From above, he looked over Rick, lying there, tied up, spread eagle, his dick aimed straight at the ceiling. Jason squeezed each of his own nipples. They were so hard and so sensitive. He then reached down, stroked his own cock – still harder than it had ever been and still dripping more precum than he had ever dripped.
“It’s time to go deeper again, boy. Time to become calmer. Time to become more relaxed. Time to become more obedient.
“In...one, two, three. Out...one, two, three...
To be continued…
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* BUILDING A FAMILY Chapter 2
22:50 on 2009-08-22
oh no do't stop here ... more ... fast ...
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* BUILDING A FAMILY Chapter 2
05:00 on 2009-08-23
*Very* good indoctrination scene with keeping Rick straight. I can't wait for Jason to enslave the family. Can't decide whether the father should first or last. :D
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* BUILDING A FAMILY Chapter 2
18:50 on 2009-08-23
perfect
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* BUILDING A FAMILY Chapter 2
10:44 on 2009-08-27
oh, last, defintaly last, as he watches in horror as his sons are turned:)
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* BUILDING A FAMILY Chapter 2
06:22 on 2009-08-31
cant wait for this to continue...
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