Thief Treatment

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Welcome to join if you like. Looking for some people who would take this arrogant young thief in, not necessarily willingly, and teach him what it is to be cared for and the meaning of humbleness and submission.

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Jason surveyed the town he was nearing with the arrogance of youth. Only a small town, but if he was careful, it would be good pickings for maybe a few weeks. Thievery was his trade, and he never could really stay in a town long enough to set down his roots. If he stayed longer, someone was sure to notice his illegal activites and report him to the proper authorities.

He shook his head, recalling the last time he'd overstayed his welcome in a town. Rather, he was welcome, but his clumsiness got him caught during a job, stealing the mayor's wife's jewelry. He'd been so close, but because he couldn't resist giving her beautifully pale and serene sleeping form a light kiss on the forehead, he was caught in the act as she woke up. She'd screamed, alerting everyone in the household to his presence so that he had to drop his belongings and run.

This sleepy little town in the country looked quiet enough though, from what he could see. It was evening already, the glow of the setting sun was fading to dusk and the warmth that the earth had absorbed during the day was beginning to radiate out again. Jason took his time hiking down from the hill and walking the path into the city. A few cars passed him on the way in. While he had his thumb out for hitchiking, none stopped.

In disgust, he reached the town breathing slightly harder than usual, with sweat staining through his t-shirt. At least it was a nice clean town, he reasoned to himself. He noted the small, dark alleys that he passed, opportunities for later on. After quite a bit more walking, he found a small, shoddy looking motel. It looked very out of place next to the neat little inns he passed along the way. However, it was cheap, so he paid for a week's rent.

After Jason had gotten himself comfortable in his home for the next week, unloading his bag and hanging up his t-shirt and jeans, he got changed and prepared to go out for a bit of a drink. The night was young, after all, and he might be able to snag some cash or some company along the way. He found his way to the Pink Flamingo Bar, apparently one of only three bars in town.

He spent a few hours inside, sipping a light beer and just enjoying the atmosphere of the bar. It was a change from the usual loud, rowdy parties he'd attended. He looked around the place, and saw that security cameras and guards were all over the place. The inside of this bar wasn't a likely place he could do his work. He paid for his drink and left.

Hanging around outside, he spotted a man wearing a gray t-shirt and blue jeans just coming out of the bar, shoving his wallet back into his pants pocket. A corner of the leather wallet was sticking out of his pocket and Jason smiled, knowing this would be an easy steal. He slipped easily into the shadows, his black tshirt and black jeans camoflaging him right away, and followed him as he walked down the block.

When the man was nearing a housing complex, he walked closer on silent feet. Jason reached out, intent only on his goal, but just before his hand touched his wallet, the man's other hand clamped down on his wrist.
 
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Name: Jason
Age: 23
Height: 5' 11"
Hair: short, spiky black hair
Eyes: blue
Build: lean and wiry
Motives: get money to live on

History:
Has always been rebellious - his parents were never really able to control him. He often got into arguments with them, and at the age of 17, ran away from home. Since then, he's been living on the streets, running with some local gangs to pick up some skills and found his niche in thievery. Eventually, during a time of inter-gang problems, he decided to leave and make his way on his own.

Jason travelled from town to town, staying for short periods of time and moving along when he had to, or when he felt it was time for a change. He always felt it was more variety this way, able to sample the lifestyle and atmosphere of each place. Nothing had ever inspired him to stay longer at any one place since he'd never gotten close enough to anyone to feel tied down.

He's afraid of obligations and relationships that would make him have to stay anywhere, authority figures since they always seem to be against him and being caught. So far in his career, the closest he's ever come to being caught was that one night in the mayor's house.
 
Jake

OOC:
Name: Jake
Age: 36
Height: 5'-11"
Weight: 190 lbs
Hair: Brown medium length
Eyes: Brown
Build: Gymnast type look

IC:
I had pretty much spent my entire life in this small town, except for the college years. I had come from a small middle class family, but made my wealth quickly upon college graduation. Now I spend most of my time managing my finances and assets.

Most everyone in this town respects me, respects what I have done with my life and respects my values. Often they will come by seeking advice both in financial and personal matters. I mostly stuck to myself, however, I never turned down someone asking for advice or help in any form. I often would provide financial assistance for the down and out. I often would provide words of wisdom for those in love.

I live in a large older home on the outskirts of this little town, a house I purchased and have painstakingly restored, room by room. It now has all the modern conveniences with the style and grandeur that only older homes seem to characterize.

The one true love in my life had moved on, left me for life in the big city. She no longer could take the mess of restoring an older home, no longer could handle small town life. Once the work was complete, the house seemed large and empty. I decided to take on an occasional boarder or two. It seemed to make my life more complete. I would offer free room and board for as long as they like, providing, of course, they would agree to follow my rules. I was master of my home and there was no doubt about it.

It was a secret that few townspeople knew, a secret as to how I was able to convince others to straighten their lives out, to make something of themselves. I never liked to boast and never, never would let in on my tactics or methods of turning people around.

So, it was this particular night that I was walking through town, enjoying the weather. It was a beautiful night that was rudely interrupted when I felt a presence. My quick reactions caught him off guard, my hand clamping hard around his wrist, behind me, as he reached for my back pocket. I turned myself around, twisting his arm up behind his back, forcing him to bend over slightly. I took my wallet from his hand as I leaned in close to his ear, “I don’t believe this belongs to you, young man.” He struggled to maneuver out of my grasp unsuccessfully, my grip tightening down on him. I looked into his eyes and saw a rough punk of a guy who held little respect for others. That, would change in time.

An hour later I had him in my home, his hands securely cuffed to the back of the chair he was sitting on, his body language still full of arrogance, yet his eyes showed his concern for his own safety. I released one hand so he could eat the dinner I had prepared. He seemed to wolf it down as if he had not eaten in quite some time. As he ate, I pondered just what I should do with this guy. It had been awhile since I had a boarder and I was already enjoying the idea of having someone around the place, someone to teach. I glanced over his body, taking in his shape, form, admiring his lean yet well toned muscles. I knew his type, just living day by day, not a care in the world. Ah, the things I could teach him I thought to myself.

As soon as he finished his dinner I informed him it was time he got cleaned up. I took him into my bathroom, turned the shower on hot. I held a knife in my hands as I undid the handcuffs, instructing him to strip for his shower. Playing with the knife I let him know I would not hesitate to use this knife if he chose to not follow my direction. Well, I thought to myself, if nothing else, it might be fun to watch this guy shower, to watch this guy squirm for awhile.
 
I wasn't sure what was going on when the man brought me back to his home, but at that point, I was quite willing to do anything to stop him from reporting me to the cops. His house was huge, and I couldn't help my fingers from twitching at some of the beautiful items they had in the house, but throughout, the stranger kept an iron grip on my wrist.

Arriving in the kitchen, he exchanged his iron grip for a pair of handcuffs, cuffing my wrists to the back of the chair. "What the hell, man!" A flash of fear ran through me when he slapped the cuffs on with ease, as if it were something he did every day, "You a cop or something?" He didn't answer, just began puttering around the kitchen, getting food and plates out, putting some things in the microwave, some things over the stove. He came back, uncuffed one of my wrists and plunked a plateful of food in front of me. "Eat."

I looked at the food suspiciously, but hunger won out over reason and I started in on the food. I noticed the man wasn't eating - rather, he was standing there, watching me. After a few glances at him, which he calmly returned, I decided just to get back to eating.

When I finished the dinner, the man brought me to the bathroom and turned on the shower, telling me it was time to get cleaned up. Now, this, I was not going to do - not with someone watching. Besides, I'd already showered once today, when I got into town. As with my previous complaints and questions, these protestations were ignored.

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw the man playing with a long, dangerous looking knife while he uncuffed my hands and told me to strip.What kind of weird pervert is this? I wondered, but while I know I'm tough, I won't argue with a knife. When the cuffs were off, I reluctantly stripped off my black t-shirt and slid out of my jeans and boxers. I studiously avoided the man's gaze, concentrating instead on the shower and the hot water available - better than the lukewarm water at the inn.

I stepped into the shower and closed the door behind me so I could shower in semi-privacy but the man simply reached out and opened the door, giving me a steely glare. He flipped his knife from hand to hand casually, supervising my shower. I just turned away from him, finding soap and shampoo in one corner of the shower. I lathered up and rinsed the soap and shampoo off my body as quickly as possible. The business-like man who had been too casual with where he put his wallet when I'd decided to try my luck was definitely not the same person who watched me now.

Finishing with the shower, I quickly shook my head, getting most of the water ouf of my hair, then, still wet, stepped out of the shower onto a towel thoughtfully laid on the floor. Still holding the knife, the man whose name I didn't even know handed me a towel which I used to pat myself dry and quickly towel my hair off. I reached for my clothes, saying "Well, thanks for the uh.. dinner and the shower, but I gotta get going now, so if you'll just excuse me..."

"No." he spoke firmly, "Leave the clothes on the floor."
 
Jake

“No, leave the clothes there. You will not be needing them and I have other clothes for you to wear should you need them. I really do not think you are in a position to be choosing to leave right now, that is, of course, unless you would like me to call the authorities. No, I really think you would better benefit from staying here with me for now.”

Your eyes glare into mine, but you say nothing, you stand still, trying, in your own mind to figure out your next move. Likewise, I was doing the same, albeit, I clearly had the upper hand here. The question in my mind was how to begin my training of my latest procurement. I have found that every person had there own way of learning and what has made me so successful was that I could determine the best way to teach my subject.

The sudden movement of your toned body brought me back to reality. As you reach for your clothes again, I wrap my thick arm around your neck roughly pulling you backwards against my body. My lips so close to your ear, my hand feeling your naked chest, forcing different thoughts to enter my mind. I pull you in tighter, feeling your naked ass rub my jeans, making sure you could feel what was inside.

“As I said, you’ll not be needing those clothes.” I whispered in your ear as I bring my other hand, holding the knife, up against your neck. “Normally, Jason, I lead my new found subjects directly into the special room. You, however, seem unique to me, which is why I first offered you the comforts of food and a hot shower. Now, however, you must realize I am not gullible and you are no longer free to hurt others. You are under my direction now, for tonight, tomorrow, for as long as I deem necessary. The sooner you realize that, the better.”

I took a choke hold on Jason’s neck, forcing you to bend over just a bit, and push you towards the bedroom, the one adjacent to mine. Minutes later you were sitting back on the bed, your wrists cuffed to the bed posts. Your body lightly sweating from struggling to get away from my grasp. I sat there a minute or two watching you struggle to get free, smiling as I knew full well that would not happen. “Jason, there really is no reason to struggle, there is no reason to be afraid here.” I said as I ran the point of the knife along your calf and over the top of your thigh. I watched as you took a deep breath, your eyes following the knife, your body tensing.

“Jason, I can help you, I can show you how to be a productive member of society, I can show you what love is, what being wanted is, what caring for others is like, what a true relationship can be like. But, in order for that to happen, you have to be willing to accept my trust completely. You have to trust me to make the right decisions for you. You also need to be willing to do whatever I ask of you. Now, you can readily accept these terms, or you can fight them, in which case I will be required to fight back. No one comes here, comes to me, and leaves the same person. You will learn my ways or not leave at all.”

As my knife ran along your inner thigh, getting dangerously close to your balls your body tensed more. What was interesting and what was sending a clear signal to me, though, was your cock. It was not hard but it clearly was thickening, it clearly was becoming more aroused the closer my knife got, much like my own cock was thickening, was getting aorused. I found myself smiling slightly and couldn’t help but tease a bit more. I ran the knife up, never touching your balls or your cock, but rather through your pubic hair, over to the other side, and down again getting even closer to those large balls, balls that appear to need attention. Now I needed to decide, are you the type that needs severe discipline immediately or are you the type that would benefit from a bit of pleasure prior to the rude awakening of becoming mine, all mine to serve.

I slowly moved the knife from your thigh and ran the sharp point over the top of your thickening cock. “Spread your legs for me Jason” I commanded. You looked at me with that arrogant look, like saying to my face fuck you. I moved the knife down, pressing it tight against your balls. “Your legs, Jason, spread them, or would you like to see what a knife can do to these balls of yours.?”
 
Jason

I remained silent throughout. You'd evidently gone through my jeans pockets while I was showering - how else could you know my name? Even though I knew you had gone through my belongings just as I would have done with your belongings, I felt a sense of anger and humiliation at the unfairness of it all.

I thought to myself, Obviously, aside from being a pervert, this guy was quite insane as well. I wondered how many other strangers had disappeared from this town, into the impressive house of this knife-wielding man who looked so normal.

When you began to talk about being a productive member of society, love, being wanted, caring and relationships, I couldn't hold in my responses any longer. I was scared, but not scared enough to stay quiet. "I don't need any of that stuff. I work on my own. There's no reason to be afraid, you say! I'm not the one holding the knife here." The cold metal of the knife trailed closer and closer to my most private parts and I shut up, concentrating more on watching what you were doing instead.

The softness of the mattress I was sitting on suddenly seemed to be a yielding seat of danger, if I moved too much, with the point of the knife pressed against me, I might get cut. My body immediately tensed up even more than it was before, I felt like a wound up spring, about to explode at any second. "Spread your legs for me, Jason" you commanded.

I looked back at you, about to say 'I don't spread my legs for any two-legged bastard that comes by' but you moved faster, moving the knife down to my balls, repeating the command with an added threat. With great reluctance, a sullen glare and a muttered "Bastard!" I spread my legs a bit wider than they were before.

"Wider. Spread your legs so your feet are at least two feet apart." You specified, patiently using the flat of the knife to tap my feet apart.

My feet had just gotten to the required distance apart when there was a doorbell chime - someone at the door at this odd time of night. I continued to glare at you while you cocked your head to one side and said you'd be right back. Waiting until you were out of the room, I shifted my position on the bed to see about those handcuffs and how to get them off.
 
Rob

Name Rob
Age 25
Height 5ft 10in
Weight 160
Build lean, cut
Hair blonde, in need of a trim.
Eyes green


Rob had thought he had seen the last of this house and of Jake two years prior when he had been released. According to Jake he was a productive member of society now, he had learned his lessons, he knew who was in control and he knew who not to cross.

He had followed all the rules, making sure he didn't slip up, making sure he didn't 'cross' Jake, untill two weeks prior.

He had been sitting quietly in a bar, not even in this town, he had perhaps had one or two too many, he had been having a good time talking to a girl he had met.
One thing had led to another and he and the girl were leaving the bar, about to go to her place for the evening.

They had been in his car, just generally groping each other, the girl had had a change of heart and Rob had gotten pissed off, they were arguing back and forth, it was getting loud, he had told her to just get out of the car, he wasn't about to drive her home, she was crying and had slapped him.

Rob had leaned over her and opened the door to shove her out and there he was (Jake) looking down at the two of them, he had removed the car keys then assisted the girl,seeing her safely into a cab.

Returning to the car, he had tossed the keys back to Rob and said
"i was wrong, perhaps you didn't learn all of your lessons".

That had been the extent of the conversation untill this afternoon when he had received the phone call and the summons to return to Jake's house , just for a short refresher Jake had promised.

He rang the doorbell, feeling pissed off and wondering why he had shown up, why did this guy seem to have that kind of power over him....
 
Jake

Jason was reluctantly obeying my command to spread his legs wide. Interesting how much a knife can help with persuasion. We both heard the doorbell. I had expected Rob to be arriving at any time and hearing the doorbell brought a smile to my face. I had trained him well. True, he recently had a small setback, but his arrival meant he knew it and was remorseful.

I half way thought of restraining Jason’s ankles before I left to answer the door. But, as I got up off the bed I decided against the ankle restraints, Jason was well restrained and he kind of looked sexier to me with his feet free to move. Walking out of the room I could hear Jason’s body moving and I knew he was already checking to see just how he might free himself. I chuckled to myself, they always thought they could set themselves free. They never realized in the beginning that only I could set them free.

Opening the door I let Rob step inside, “I’m impressed that you knew well enough to show when I asked, that’s a good sign for you Rob. I might take it easier on your for your obedience.” He looked into my eyes until I finished speaking then glanced down at the floor. My hand ran over his chest, I felt his arms, his abs, his back muscles. “Its good to know you have been keeping yourself in shape, I guess its one thing you did learn during your stay here.”

As I pulled Rob’s shirt out of his pants and lifted it over his head, I explained the situation to him. I explained how a new subject had arrived earlier today, a subject that was in need of training. I explained how Rob’s discipline for his little indiscretion would include involvement with this new subject. “Rob, I need you to show this new subject how his life can be different, how if he follows my direction, much like you, his life will be more fulfilled, more peaceful. This might mean you will need to do things you would rather not, but, I know, like any good sub, you will do as I ask. Tonight, it is your turn to pleasure my new trainee, just as you had been pleasured the first night you arrived here. You do remember that night don’t you Rob? How your body became electrified sexually, how, the first night here, you found out what it was like to be really pleasured. I bet that night with her has never left your mind.”

My hand was now traveling over his naked chest, running down his center trail of hair to his belt buckle. I undid the belt, lowered his zipper and with both hands pushed his pants down. I took a tight hold of his neck and whispered in his ear, “Finish getting naked and then come into the bedroom.” I took hold of his balls and squeezed them tightly, “Remember, you are here to do as I say.”

I turned and headed back into the bedroom. Jason was still trying to figure out how to free himself when I returned. I smiled over at him, “Relax, Jason, you will not get free and I don’t think at this point you really will want to leave. See, the first step of your training will be to show you what it feels like to be truly pleasured. I have arranged for someone very special to join us tonight, to show you what real pleasure feels like.” His eyes stared at me as I spoke, watching me undress. I could see his eyes taking in my body as it became naked in front of him. Once naked I sat on the edge of the bed. “Just one more thing, Jason,” I said as my hand rubbed his thigh, “I’m sure your idea of being pleasured sexually has more to do with a women than a man, am I right?” I waited until he nodded in agreement before continuing on, “I am sure you would like nothing more than to have a beautiful lady come walking in and climb onto this bed, right?” I could see Jason’s cock thickening as I spoke, as he envisioned what might transpire. “Well, tonight Jason, you will learn of a different type of pleaseure.”
 
Jake had never asked for this kind of service from Rob before but he knew that ultimately he had no choice.
If he was to refuse Jake he would end up back in jail or even worse, Jake would put him in that awful room (his body gives an involuntary shudder) and he wasn't about to let that happen.
Rob wasn't gay, he wasn't even bi but Jake had 'trained' him to be receptive to many forms of sexual stimulation.

After folding his clothes and placing them neatly on a shelf Rob turned toward the small room where he knew that Jake would have this new guy held, taking a deep breath he entered the bedroom.

Rob took in the scene before him , quickly noting where the guy was restrained and to what, he knew that he would be forbidden to remove those restraints unless directed to by Jake, he also noted that Jake sat naked on the bed next to the 'boy' who was apparently in need of discipline.

Walking over to the bedside table Rob picked up a bottle of massage oil, unscrewed the cap and poured a small amount into the palm of his hand before setting the bottle back.
He stood at the foot of the bed and began to rub the oil across his own chest, closing his eyes when his fingers brushed against his nipples. He knew that he was to oil his entire body in front of both of them, allowing Jake to help before beginning his sexual stimulation of the new guy.

He also knew that he was to refrain from becoming or appearing too sexually aroused, a request by Jake that was almost impossible to meet, thereby allowing Jake the freedom of his continued education.
 
Jason

Damnit, that bastard doesn't have anything near the bed that would work at all, not even a paperclip. I thought to myself in disappointment. I barely noticed him coming back in until he spoke. My body responded accordingly as fantasies from lonely nights for the past few years immediately flashed through my head about ways of being sexually pleasured. He suddenly changed tactics though, saying "Well, tonight Jason, you will learn a different way of pleasure."

I was confused momentarily until another guy walked in, naked, through the doorway. My first response was to jerk away and attempt to hide myself, but my captor's firm hand and the brush of cold steel against my inner thighs kept me tremblingly still. Wordlessly, the other guy walked over to the bedside table and began to oil himself with some massage oil.

Not knowing what I was supposed to do or why even this guy was in here, I looked back and forth between him and my captor, who was getting noticeably aroused. After a few moments, my captor stood up from the bed and got some of the massage oil and began to rub it over the guy's body as well.

I couldn't deny that my cock was definitely paying attention to the silent, erotic scene before me. "What the hell is going on?" I asked, anger my only defense against the fear and feeling of not-knowing.
 
Rob

I had been holding myself in check and maintaining control of my bodies reactions, in fact i had almost finished oiling my body and still i had control.

I glanced at the kid on the bed, he looked totally freaked out, mind you Jake held a knife to his inner thigh.

I looked away as i had momentarily lost my concentration, my control would follow soon after if i wasn;t careful.

I looked at Jake, he looked back at me, a small smile on his face. Getting up from the bed he walked toward me bringing the small bottle of oil with him.

Standing directly behind me he began to dribble the oil onto my shoulders, letting it run down my chest, across my abs and down to my cock. I began to breathe slower, trying to slow my heartbeat, attempting to somehow stop my body from becoming aroused, i closed my eyes.

Jake let more of the oil run across my back, down the crack of my ass, telling me firmly to open my eyes, i really didn't want to, he slid his hand across my back and between my cheeks, again telling me to open my eyes, i did and looked directly at Jason and at Jason's obvious arousal.

I wasn't going to be able to do this, i was going to fail. I felt Jake's hands come around my body from behind, his fingers running across my chest, across my hardening nipples...
 
Jake

It always excited me to see a nice body all shiny with oil, whether it be male or female. Rob’s body usually did even more than that, he was in very good shape and had the cutest ass. I noticed this was even getting Jason aroused, a very good sign, he might be more receptive to this than I thought. I always liked to give pleasure to a new trainee their first night here, then begin the real training the following day.

I noticed Rob as doing a very good job at maintaining control and decided to see what might happen if I introduced myself into the mix. I walked over to him and poured oil down on him, watching it run down over his body. My hands rubbing the oil in, coating him, he was going to be one slippery guy in bed with Jason. I couldn’t help but rub Rob’s sweet ass, my fingers sliding in between his muscled cheeks. As I reached around I continued my handiwork being careful to not touch his cock. I wanted it to get hard on its own. I pinched his nipples as my cock rubbed his oiled ass crack. That was probably all he’d be able to handle I thought to myself.

I was more than ready to take Rob to my bedroom, to have him pleasure me rather than Jason. But, I maintained control, there would be time for that later. When I had pretty much tantalized Rob’s entire body he was rock hard. I slapped his ass hard, “Rob, you know this is not what is suppose to happen.” I moved around in front of him, running the point of the knife along the underside of his stiff cock, “You are not suppose to get hard without my approval.” I took the knife away and slapped his cock hard. “Get over there and show Jason how you can give him the pleasure he so obviously wants right now.”

I glanced over at Jason, his cock still very hard, his eyes intent on Rob’s body. His arms stretched above him, no way to rub himself at all.
 
Jake new exactly what he was doing to me, what a prick!
I had tried so hard to remain in control, but obviously he wasn't about to let that happen.

I stared at Jason, he stared back at me, i felt Jake's hard cock against my ass between my cheeks, felt him pinch my nipples, the hard slap on the ass and the reprimand.
By now i was wet with precum, rock hard and ready to lose it...

The last straw was almost the knife as Jake slid the blade point along my prick, i felt my body convulse and my cock jerk, fuck, i squeezed my eyes tight shut and tried to block the sensation, jake actually did me a favor when he slapped my cock hard.

I looked to Jason, lying there, hard, wet, waiting....

"Im Rob, Jason"...i knelt on the bed beside him, the bottle of oil in my hand and began to drip the oil along his body, everywhere, except on his thickening cock, i would leave that to the end.

The oil began to get warm, i started to glide my fingers over Jason's body, his chest, his erect nipples, his taught abs, along his legs, the inside of his thighs...

He kicked out at me once, i turned my body to face him and smacked him hard across the face, his lip began to bleed, i bent and licked the blood off and then began again...
 
I watched warily as Rob climbed up on the bed next to me, introducing himself. I flinched as the first drop of cold oil landed on my skin and tensed as more drops followed. He began to smooth and spread the oil across my body.

Closing my eyes, I could almost imagine it was a girl massaging the oil into my body, except I knew it wasn't. When he got too intimate for my likings, I tried to kick out at him.

At first I thought I'd gotten away with it, but he just turned around and slapped me across the face hard. My eyes watered from the unexpectedness and the sting of the slap and i could feel my lip starting to bleed. Rob bent and lapped the blood away, maintaining eye contact, then turned and started again.

This time I didn't fight as he worked his way down from my shoulders to my legs. I was quite helpless the way I was cuffed up.

I tried to be as uncooperative as possible. I tried to forget that Jake was just standing by the bed, watching. I tried to ignore the fluttery feelings in my groin. It didn't work.
 
Knowing just what Jason was probably going through was turning me on more, after all Jake was basically doing the same thing to me!

I continued oiling Jason's body, his cock becoming more and more aroused, a drop of precum at the tip now, i bent and lapped at it, more surfaced as he writhed on the bed, his fists clenching and unclenching...

I wasn't sure how long i could continue to do this without completely losing my own control and having to slide my cock into his mouth and have him suck me while i face fucked him.

Looking towards Jake, i knew he was aware of my control level slipping and i silently pleaded to him with my eyes,he shakes his head, i continue to pleasure/torture Jason, running my tongue down his tight body, licking his hard nipples...

I couldn't stand it, i knelt over him and reached down to my own hard cock, giving a few long , slow pulls before Jake pulled me off him, smacking my ass hard..

"please Jake!"....

I slid my oiled body along Jason's slippery form, our hard cock's rubbing against each other, our breathing ragged and impatient...

At this point Jake could have beaten me with whatever instument he chose and probably would, i was beyond caring...
 
Jake

I knew that not only was Jason getting more and more turned on, so was Rob. The way their bodies looked all slick with oil was turning me on as well. Rob’s little lesson to Jason, smacking his face then licking the blood away, it really showed Jason what he was about to learn, pleasure with discipline. The way Rob moved over Jason’s body, Rob had learned well from me.

However, no matter how much Rob had learned, his lack of self control still sometimes took over. I saw him reaching down and stroke his drooling cock, I had to respond. I smacked Rob’s ass hard, he could tell I was not pleased. “You know the routine Rob, you are not to cum without my permission. I pulled a cock ring out from the drawer, handing it to Rob, “Put this on.” I instructed. He looked at me with pleading eyes, not wanting to do it. I smacked him hard on the face, “Now!”

I watched, as did Jason, while Rob reluctantly slid the ring over his engorged cock. It was not easy for him and was truly tight enough to prevent the orgasm Rob so desired. I then instructed Rob to lay on top of Jason, making sure their oil slick chests, nipples, abs and cocks would rub. I stretched Rob’s arms up and cuffed them to the bed, along side of Jason’s head. Rob would have to rest on his elbows to support himself. I spread Jason’s legs, seeing them in the typical missionary position.

I gave Rob’s ass a few smacks, making his cock jerk against Jason’s. Jason let out a soft moan and I realized he was still very turned on. Taking the oil I poured a generous amount over Rob’s ass, making sure to let plenty run down the crack of his ass. My fingers followed the oils teasing his sweet hole, causing him to moan wildly. I slid a finger in roughly and his body began humping my finger and Jason’s cock.

Taking a small vibrator I shoved it completely into Rob’s hole, turning it on. Rob’s legs spread wide, making Jason’s leg go even wider apart. The constant vibration making him squirm. I moved up on the bed, kneeling along side their faces. Rubbing my cock across Rob’s face and lips, I grabbed his hair and instructed him to lick and suck me. I wondered if Jason was turned on enough to join him.
 
I was beginning to relax, the tension melting away as pleasure took over my nerves when Rob crawled to kneel over my head, stroking his cock. My eyes widened in unspoken fear and I frantically twisted away from him. Luckily, Jake pulled him off, reprimanding him with a few slaps and giving him a cock ring to put on.

Under Jake's orders, Rob laid himself down over me and I unconsciously tried to shrink back into the bed so he wouldn't be touching me, but there was no way around it. As Jake gave Rob a few smacks on the ass, he squirmed and jerked, rubbing against my cock in the most pleasant way. I moaned, closing my eyes and subtly trying to raise my hips to try and get more friction. I was whimpering with arousal, Rob's slight movements not enough to get me off, but enough to keep me teasingly close to the edge.

Jake got onto the bed and positioned himself at about the level of our heads. He grabbed Rob and I could feel the slight relief in pressure against my chest as Rob's head was pulled up. He began to suck and lick Jake's hard cock. From my upside down view, I watched what they were doing with mild curiosity. Eventually, I got curious enough to tentatively stick out my tongue and give Jake's balls a lick. It didn't taste bad or anything and Rob looked like he was enjoying imself, so I gave another little lick.
 
When Jake forced me to put on a cock ring and then cuffed me to the bed, my body on top of Jason's, Jason's legs spread apart by Jake i was beyond frusterated. I could feel Jason's hard cock below mine, hear his whimpers of arousal, believe me i thought, i know exactly how you feel. I tried to move my body in a way that would give both of us some relief but was quickly smacked again by Jake.

Jake pulled my head up by the hair, running his hard cock over my lips, forcing the engorged head of his dick into my mouth, i began to lick and suck at his throbbing penis, hearing his moans of pleasure, feeling his hands tighten on my hair, feeling the tug he made as he became more and more aroused.

My eyes were closed and i was busy trying to please Jake, get myself back in his good graces, despite being severely stimulated myself and forbidden my release by Jake if i didn't perform i had no way of knowing exactly what he would do and he could be one mean son of a bitch, getting off on making my sexual need grow beyond reasonable expectations.

I felt rather than saw Jason's tongue as it quickly snaked out and slid across Jake's hard balls, opening my eyes i nodded to him and smiled, Jake would like that and we both needed Jake to be happy and fulfilled right about then.
I continued licking down Jake's shaft, taking the head as far into my mouth as possible while making sure Jason had room enough to pleasure Jake's hard balls.

I began to move my hips slowly against Jason, pleasuring and torturing us both at the same time, maintaining eye contact with him, trying to let him know to be quiet about it, not to alert Jake.
 
Jake

I felt Jason’s tongue snake across my balls and let out a moan. “Oh yea, Jason, that’s good.” I was pleased he was so willing to give pleasure. Usually when one of these types comes along it takes quite a bit of punishment before they realize it really is ok to please another man. Maybe Jason would be different. Rob was doing his best to keep me in his mouth, to give me a good blow job, hoping I would not notice his squirming body on top of Jason. It was a very sexy sight, seeing these two hot guys working my cock, doing their best to please me.

Out of the corner of my eye I noticed Rob’s body, slowly humping against Jason. I had to smile, Rob, always one to think he could fool me. I knew exactly what he was doing, he was trying to get himself off by rubbing against this stud. Judging from the movement of Jason’s hips I’d say he was willing to play right along with this game. I pulled my cock from Rob’s mouth at the same time the palm of my hand smacked down on his ass. “Rob you know that is not allowed, I did not give permission for you to get off, even if you could with that cock ring tight around you”

I got up off the bed and grabbed the paddle, coming down hard against Rob’s round ass. I lost count but I think around the eighth smack his ass looked red and sore enough for me. Jason’s eyes were bugging out, not yet fully understanding what this is all about. I got back on the bed, kneeling between Rob’s legs as my fingers slide right into his oiled ass crack, shoving a finger in deep. “If its humping you want Rob, its humping you’re going to get.” I moved in closer and rubbed my cock over his tight little hole. I was fairly certain he hadn’t been fucked since he left here and knew his ass would be tight which made me want it all the more. “Now, Rob, as I fuck your ass, your cock will be rubbing against Jason’s and, well, if your movement is good enough to get him off and your ass good enough to get me off, well, then I might just let you take that cock ring off before morning.” I pushed my cock into his hole, not giving in to the ring of muscle, just pushing in deeper and deeper. I heard Jason moan under all the skin and body movement. I could feel him thrusting up against Rob as I pushed down into him deeper.
 
At the same time that i felt Jake pull his cock out of my mouth i felt the hard crack on my ass!
"Fuck, ow...that really fuckin hurt!"

Biting my tongue quickly i clamped my mouth shut, fearfull of any further punishment by Jake..Too late, as i heard him verbally reprimanding me, while getting up off of the bed.
Where the hell was he, i couldn't see him, being tied in such a way as to prevent visibility of the entire room.

I had my answer soon enough, feeling immediate intense pain raining down hard across my already tender ass, not Jake's hand either this time!
The hard paddle came down time and again, i lost count, my eyes watering, my body shuddering as i whimpered, my head against Jason's chest.

Eventually, Jake stopped paddeling me but his assault on my body continued, his finger shoved hard into my tight hole, i moaned knowing what was probably about to follow.
Feeling his hard cockhead rubbing across my hole i began to panic, begging him not to do what i knew he would.."please Jake, wait man, im not ready, don't,no, please!"

My body went rigid as Jake forced his engorged cock head into my hole, my ass screaming in pain, i hadn't been fucked this way in almost two years.

Underneath me Jason thrust his hips up against my still hard cock, my cock still engorged, my erection held tightly by the damned cock ring.

Looking down into Jason's eyes i knew he was getting off on this, the little bastard was enjoying being a part of Jake's discipline to me!
 
I froze when Jake suddenly smacked Rob and hopped off the bed, apparently angry at him for something or other. He began paddling him like a madman, and I watched in pleasured amazement as Rob twitched, shuddered and whimpered, laying down against me with unshed tears in his eyes. Jake lectured him and told him the consequences of his actions.

I still wasn't quite sure what was going on, I thought Jake was joking about fucking Rob up the ass, but moments later, Rob went stiff and writhed like he was trying to get away from something. It felt wonderful and I pushed back against him while he went into odd contortions.

Jake's added weight was just perfect, and I moaned, "Oh my god..." I ignored Rob's unhappy look at me and just concentrated on humping up against him while I could. As I was already quite aroused, each timed thrust was bringing me closer and closer to the edge.
 
I tried to tell myself this was all about Rob’s needing discipline but I knew better. It now was more than that, it was about discipline and pleasing myself. It all began about pleasing Jason, but things have changed a bit. True, I would make sure Jason was pleasured. His thrusting and soft moans were telling me he was pleased at the moment. My mind, on the other hand, was clearly concentrating on Rob’s sexy tight little ass and the pounding I could give it. It always amazed me how I could discipline while getting my own pleasure.

Holding Rob’s ass cheeks apart I watched my engorged cock disappear into his little hole. I heard him complain, heard him groan, but I knew as I pushed in deeper he would receive more pleasure from my cock than he deserved. It had been smart of me to have used the cock ring, at least he would not be able to experience an orgasm until I was ready for that. My cock sliding in and out, using Rob’s ass to get me off. I glanced around to see Jason, his eyes half closed, his arms still stretched above him, his hands held tight. I could feel his hips thrusting, his body working hard against Rob to get himself off, much like I was doing.

The scene before my eyes so erotic, giving me such power, furthered my need to cum. I needed to fill Rob with my seed, needed to remind him of who he was. I slapped his ass a few times, before resuming the pounding in and out of my cock. “Kiss him, Rob, kiss sexy Jason, show him you like the feel of his cock rubbing against yours. Let him know you want his cum to splatter against your cock, to coat tour abs with his seed like I will coat your ass with mine.

It was watching the two of them kiss that put me over the edge. I moaned and shoved my cock in deep as I felt myself throb and began shooting my load inside the hot tunnel Rob provided.
 
Jake continued to fuck my ass, i felt him slow down and knew he was watching his cock dissapear in and out of my tight hole, feeling the walls of my ass grip him every time he pushed in or pulled out.

The pain was awfull at first, just like the first time, just like it was gonna be for Jason, i would make damn sure of that.
The pain gradually changed to pleasure as Jake pushed in all the way, the deeper he fucked me, the more he hit that sweet spot inside, the more he aroused me ,the more i enjoyed the ass pounding that he was giving me.

He slapped at my ass again before picking up speed, i knew he was getting closer, i didn't want him to cum just yet, i wanted him to stroke me a bit more inside first, i was wishing i didn't have the cock ring , i wanted to cum so badly..

Jake told me to kiss Jason, to let him know how sexy he was, to tell him how much i wanted him to splatter my cock with his hot cum..

I bent my head, sliding my tongue into Jason's mouth, his hot, sexy mouth.
I could feel Jason thrusting up against me, against my hard cock, Jake's cock going deep inside me, tagging my pros now with every thrust.

"yea Jason, you sexy motherfucker, thats it, fuck yourself against my cock, make your cock shoot hot cum all over my cock, let your balls unload man, don't stop pumping, i want to feel you cum, i want to feel you spurt against me"

I then bent and kissed him deeply again, my tongue playing with his tongue, i could feel him humping me faster and faster, his breathing ragged, his eyes closed, beads of sweat forming on his forehead, i licked his neck, biting lightly, then harder when i knew he was going to cum, suddenly really hard, which must have felt incredible, i saw and felt his body stiffen, felt his cock jerk against me, heard his groan and felt him begin to cum...
 
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It was so hot, watching and feeling Rob writhing on top of me, like nothing I'd felt before. I looked into his eyes as he desperately blurted out what Jake told him to say, his frustration at not being able to cum lacing his voice with a harder edge than before.

He leaned down towards me and kissed me, not the peck on the cheek I was expecting, but a deep, wanting, needing kiss that drove me wild.

I pushed back against him faster, harder, wanting to get off and knowing I was just seconds away from cumming explosively. Rob began to lick and nip at my neck and I closed my eyes in ecstasy.

When I finally came, he sensed it somehow and bit my neck even harder as I bucked and flailed under him in suprise and pleasure mixed with pain. My vision blurred and hearing dimmed as my world narrowed to one particular point of my body. My cum spurted out between our bodies, coating my chest.

It was so intense, I collapsed afterwards, lying limp and sweaty on the bed, completely drained.
 
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Jake

Watching Rob so readily do as I ask made me feel good. His re-training would not take as long as I originally expected thus giving me more time too properly train Jason. Jason’s expressions and movements were not only cute, but sexy as hell. It was clear he was enjoying this, but also in his mind he wasn’t sure if he should be enjoying this. Rob, ever the excellent kisser, worked to turn Jason on more. My cock slowly giving Rob the long deep fuck he deserved. Both men moaning under me.

The movement of Rob’s body, accepting my cock, accepting his position, and the movement of Jason’s body, struggling too free himself of his restraints, struggling too release his load sent me over the edge. When Ii felt Jason thrust up hard and the look on his face I knew he was spewing forth his load between their sweaty bodies. Rob’s cock jerked as he was coated with Jason’s seed, causing his ass to clamp even tighter around my cock. I let out a low grunt, shoved myself deeper into Rob and let my own cum shoot out, splattering the walls of his tight sweet ass. It had been sometime since I had such an intense orgasm and his hole was soon leaking its reward.

I pulled out and released Rob from his cuffs. I watched as he moved off Jason, Rob’s cock still rock hard, still oozing precum. I knew he was still extremely horny, knew he still was desperate too release. Jason’s taut muscled body stretched out on the bed, his load still present. I slapped Rob’s ass and instructed him to clean Jason off with his tongue. Instructing him to clean the cum first and to continue too lick the sweat away as well.
 
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