Boy Power House
folder
Original - Misc › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
43
Views:
3,453
Reviews:
0
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Category:
Original - Misc › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
43
Views:
3,453
Reviews:
0
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
This is a work of fiction about oral & anal sex between men and young boys. The characters, locations & incidents are fictional. Any resemblance to actual events or locales, or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.
Chapter 29
©2007 Herb Cat. Do not reproduce or distribute this story without the author's permission.
As an author, I welcome feedback from readers. Please send any comments about this story, positive or negative, to Herb_Cat@mailcity.com. Thank you.
.oOo.
Chapter 29
Date: April 2002
Place: BPH
Under the circumstances, there is no need to entrap Nelson in the fishbowl when he arrives. Discovering what the job entails, he begins to giggle like a little kid Christmas morning who discovered Santa had brought him the one present he'd prayed for. No, make that seven presents. Seven beautiful young men whom he can serve with all his heart, all his time, and all his wallet. He says he could also be gardener, chauffeur, whatever. He wants the boys to treat him as their "slave." He eschews the bedroom they show him opting instead to set up quarters in a windowless corner of the basement. The first day he buys and installs an in-house phone system so any boy can call him on a blue phone from any room of the house.
In only a few weeks, the house begins looking shipshape. The boys always have clean clothes. Their rooms are neat and orderly, beds made, wastebaskets emptied, bathrooms immaculate. The grounds are trimmed. Arnold's kitchen is kept as spotless as an operating room. And any time a boy wants to go somewhere, Nelson is available to drive him. No one can figure out when the man sleeps. They say jump and he asks how high.
A whole month goes by and the boys realize Nelson never once made a move on them, much less fuck them. So Washington picks up the blue phone and calls him to his bedroom. Nelson follows orders and comes quickly. Washington orders him to suck his teenage cock. "Please, Sir, you know I will do anything you ask, but we must use the fishbowl for that. That's the rule." Washington explains how the boys agreed in Nelson's case it wasn't necessary to gather incriminating evidence. "Please, Sir, I don't deserve any special privileges." Washington shrugs and leads him to the fishbowl. Nelson sucks him and thanks him profusely. After that the boys make sure Nelson gets his turns in the fishbowl even though he never asks for it. He truly deserves to be rewarded. He acts submissive both in and out of the fishbowl. He gives each boy a blow job, or hand job, or rim job, whatever he asks for. And he offers his own asshole to every boy to fuck, even the littlest.
As for Arnold and the teachers, they have been getting regular invitations to the fishbowl, and the sessions have indeed been lively, especially when it's Wilson's turn. No longer forced or coerced into sex, the boys are discovering the orgasmic joy of getting a man to bed and using him to bring them over the top. Each boy is now free to fuck as long, as hard and as loud as he damn well feels. The other boys in the house find all the pornographic noise very amusing, even stimulating. That is, for a while. After a couple months, the constant barrage of moans, groans, shouts, shrieks and pounds emanating from the fishbowl begins to wear thin. Especially in the early morning hours when some in the house prefer to sleep. They order Victor to have that one room thoroughly soundproofed.
.oOo.
As an author, I welcome feedback from readers. Please send any comments about this story, positive or negative, to Herb_Cat@mailcity.com. Thank you.
As an author, I welcome feedback from readers. Please send any comments about this story, positive or negative, to Herb_Cat@mailcity.com. Thank you.
.oOo.
Chapter 29
Date: April 2002
Place: BPH
Under the circumstances, there is no need to entrap Nelson in the fishbowl when he arrives. Discovering what the job entails, he begins to giggle like a little kid Christmas morning who discovered Santa had brought him the one present he'd prayed for. No, make that seven presents. Seven beautiful young men whom he can serve with all his heart, all his time, and all his wallet. He says he could also be gardener, chauffeur, whatever. He wants the boys to treat him as their "slave." He eschews the bedroom they show him opting instead to set up quarters in a windowless corner of the basement. The first day he buys and installs an in-house phone system so any boy can call him on a blue phone from any room of the house.
In only a few weeks, the house begins looking shipshape. The boys always have clean clothes. Their rooms are neat and orderly, beds made, wastebaskets emptied, bathrooms immaculate. The grounds are trimmed. Arnold's kitchen is kept as spotless as an operating room. And any time a boy wants to go somewhere, Nelson is available to drive him. No one can figure out when the man sleeps. They say jump and he asks how high.
A whole month goes by and the boys realize Nelson never once made a move on them, much less fuck them. So Washington picks up the blue phone and calls him to his bedroom. Nelson follows orders and comes quickly. Washington orders him to suck his teenage cock. "Please, Sir, you know I will do anything you ask, but we must use the fishbowl for that. That's the rule." Washington explains how the boys agreed in Nelson's case it wasn't necessary to gather incriminating evidence. "Please, Sir, I don't deserve any special privileges." Washington shrugs and leads him to the fishbowl. Nelson sucks him and thanks him profusely. After that the boys make sure Nelson gets his turns in the fishbowl even though he never asks for it. He truly deserves to be rewarded. He acts submissive both in and out of the fishbowl. He gives each boy a blow job, or hand job, or rim job, whatever he asks for. And he offers his own asshole to every boy to fuck, even the littlest.
As for Arnold and the teachers, they have been getting regular invitations to the fishbowl, and the sessions have indeed been lively, especially when it's Wilson's turn. No longer forced or coerced into sex, the boys are discovering the orgasmic joy of getting a man to bed and using him to bring them over the top. Each boy is now free to fuck as long, as hard and as loud as he damn well feels. The other boys in the house find all the pornographic noise very amusing, even stimulating. That is, for a while. After a couple months, the constant barrage of moans, groans, shouts, shrieks and pounds emanating from the fishbowl begins to wear thin. Especially in the early morning hours when some in the house prefer to sleep. They order Victor to have that one room thoroughly soundproofed.
.oOo.
As an author, I welcome feedback from readers. Please send any comments about this story, positive or negative, to Herb_Cat@mailcity.com. Thank you.