The Indentured Slave

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This story is a work of fiction.  It is a gay bondage fantasy, which is not based on real life.   Any resemblance, therefore, to anyone living or dead is purely accidental. Furthermore, this story depicts males on male sexual practices; stop reading now if you are offended by this.

All characters depicted in this story are willing participants in all the scenes they appear in.  No one was coerced or paid to appear in this story.

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This is my third instalment of the life of Lucas, I do hope you like it.  Writing this has helped me a lot with all the other stuff I have going on in my life at the moment I have been very grateful to be able to escape into this story.  Now there is a clamouring for me to go back to The Bet, and I am looking forward to it, so it’s the next cab off the rank, so to speak.

When Lucas came too, he was lying flat on his back, with his legs spread akimbo minus his jockstrap that another of his former friends had snaffled.  Lucas had leaked a lot of pre-cum in the melee before the boys had gotten it off him, and the jockstrap had soaked most of it up.  So, it was a prize worth more than gold to one of them, maybe more, who knows?  The new owner of Lucas’ jockstrap had raced home and put it in a plastic resealable bag to preserve the moisture and the odour for as long as possible.  Meanwhile, Lucas got himself up off the cage floor and began banging on the small glass window that the Police used to check on anyone they had in the cage.  They also had cameras mounted in the four corners of the cage for that exact purpose.  Lucas didn’t know that the metal floor of the cage was connected to a power outlet of the Police vehicle so that the Police could shock any unruly prisoners travelling therein.  Naturally, they did shock him, so Lucas was again writhing on the cage floor and remained quiet for the rest of the trip.

The first thing that struck Lucas about the Slave Factory was the noise, Lucas heard the noise long before they were even in sight of the ‘factory’, and he wondered what the hell the noise was.  Lucas hoped being in the Police vehicle would be enough to protect him from whatever the commotion they were approaching was.  When it became apparent where the noise was coming from, Lucas grew more apprehensive about what was to become of him; what he did know was that he wanted desperately to be back in the ‘barn’ and not facing the prospect of ‘the slave factory’.  This is why it is in the city’s industrial section, surrounded by nothing but factories, as far as the eye could see, because it’s very loud and the odour is intense.  The Police entered the main gates and drove over to the admin block to get Lucas processed, but when the Police got out of the van Lucas didn’t want to leave the cage.  “Please can’t I just apologise,” Lucas pleaded with the two Police Officers, “Look,” he tries again, “let’s go back.  I’ll even kiss their feet if that’s what it takes, please,” but they just laugh at him and told him to get out of the cage.  Lucas still refuses to get out of the cage, so the Police threaten to ‘zap’ him again if he doesn’t do what they tell him to do.  In the end, the Police drawing their tasers got Lucas out of the cage.  Forgetting that he was completely naked, he stood in front of the two Police Officers.  That was until the I. S.’s in the cages near them started to catcall and wolf whistle at him, along with calling out a tirade of things they’d like to do to him.  It was then that Lucas remembered that he was completely naked and covered his genitals as he followed the Police into the admin building to be processed.

When they walked through the door of processing, the Corrections Officer let out a quiet but still very audible ‘fuck me’ when he laid eyes on Lucas.  Much to the amusement of the two Police Officers, who just looked at each other and smirked.  “Ah, good evening, Officers,” the Corrections Officer began while trying valiantly but failing miserably to tear his eyes off Lucas’ stunning naked form.  Lucas, for his part, used to revel in people’s reactions to his uncommonly good looks.  But now, he desperately wished that his looks were less than ‘Joe average’ as he was sure his looks got him into this mess in the first place, and now he desperately wished he could just walk away from all of this.

“Ok, boy,” the Corrections Officer began having seemingly gotten himself under some kind of control as he scanned Lucas’ microchip and looked at his notes on his computer.  “Hmm,” he said almost to himself, “huh, only had a month to go!”  The Corrections officer looked up at Lucas, “so, you couldn’t keep your temper under control for just another month,” he asked Lucas before tutting to himself.  Still, it was a rhetorical question that the Corrections Officer didn’t really expect Lucas to answer.  “What’d he do?” he asked the Police Officers.  “He punched a free boy.”  “Friends, this one says they are….”  “Were,” growled Lucas, but no one was listening to him.  And why should they?  He’s an I. S. for life now.  Lucas was considered nothing more than a dog or a cat, a chair or a table, the only difference being that Lucas could supposedly think for himself, not that he’s making that work very well for himself at the moment.

The Corrections Officer picked up a clipboard, “ok, boy, come with me.  Let’s get your stats done and get you bedded down for the night.”  Much to the Corrections Officer’s annoyance, the two Police Officers tagged along behind them.  The Corrections Officer led the way into a small room that contained a set of scales and other miscellaneous items.  “Stand on the scales, boy,” the Corrections Officer said to Lucas, so Lucas stood on the scale.  The Corrections Officer leaned in to read the display, and both the Police Officers noticed that the display was about equal height to Lucas’ navel.  The Corrections Officer seemingly had to lean in so close to read it that the Police Officers thought he must be nearsighted, particularly as both Police Officers could almost read the display from across the room.  But still, both Officers noted that it took some time for the Corrections Officer to read the display and mark it down on the form.

Next, the Corrections Officer measured Lucas’ height and took the measurements of Lucas’ neck, chest, and hips.  “They’re very thorough in their measurements, aren’t they?” one Police Officer piped up and asked the Corrections Officer.  “Hmm, huh, um, what?” the Corrections Officer asked, “oh, um, yes,” the Corrections Officer replied vaguely.  One of the Police noticed the wet patch that had begun forming on the Corrections Officer’s pants and pointed it out to his mate, and both Officers had to cover their smirks with their hands.  When he’d finished, the Corrections Officer led the way out of the building and past some more of the cages full of ‘adult’ male I. S.’s; the walls of the cages that they walked past were jam-packed with the adult male I. S.’s.  The Police Officers soon realised that it was impossible to talk over the din the I. S.’s were making.

Many of the I. S.’s were pushing their erect cocks through the reinforced chain mesh of the cell’s walls.  While the rest were trying to fight those at the front for their chance to poke their erect cocks through the chain mesh for Lucas and the Officers to see.  While others shouted at Lucas and the accompanying Officers what they’d like to do to them, given half a chance.  For his part, Lucas flamed red the whole way and hung his head in shame, while his anger at his former friends simmered away as he prayed for a chance to get even with all of those bastards.  Before Lucas knew it, they were standing outside another door, labelled Youth, and when they’d all trooped inside and the Corrections Officer closed the door behind them, Lucas and the Police Officers were surprised by how quiet it was.  The Corrections Officer laughed at them as he led them down the passage.  They came to an open door, and the Corrections Officer told Lucas to get in, and the Corrections Officer closed and locked the door behind him.  Lucas now found himself in a small cell with a bed and a toilet, and that was all.  Lucas laid down and wondered what Raj’d be doing right about now.

Meanwhile, the Police and the Corrections Officer walked back to the processing block, only now they were the sole recipients of the I. S.’s abuse.  At the processing block, the Police took their leave.  When they were back in their vehicle, they broke into raucous laughter at the Corrections Officer and the growing wet patch on the front of his pants.  As they checked their computer for their next job, both Police Officers assumed, and rightly so, that the Corrections Officer was masturbating over the thought of Lucas’ naked body.  But where they got it wrong, it wasn’t what he wanted to do to Lucas, but what he wanted Lucas to do to him.

Again, Lucas woke in the morning wondering where in the hell he was this time, and as the events of last night came flooding back, his hatred of his former friends began to grow even more, and Lucas promised himself that if the chance ever arose, he’d get those arseholes back.  Lucas didn’t know that the Police had informed his parents about last night’s events and what that now meant for Lucas.

Lucas also didn’t know that his parents had hatched a plan.  It’s illegal for free family members to buy Indentured family members as they were invariably smuggled out of the country.   Even though it is illegal to do that naturally for an inflated price, there were I. S. smugglers who stated they could get the I. S.’s out of the country, but who knows?

The Youth I. S.’s were usually auctioned off every Friday unless they had an excess amount, then they had a Youth auction on a Wednesday.  So, on the Friday Lucas was to be auctioned, Lucas’ and Ash’s fathers went to the Slave Factory, with Ash’s father paying the $200,000.00 entrance fee.  The entrance fee served two purposes 1, it ensured that the people at the auction could afford to buy any of the ‘livestock’ if they so wished, and 2, it stopped the general public from treating the auctions as a day’s entertainment.  Nobody knew that Lucas’ parents were putting up the money, as Ash’s parents couldn’t afford to, but it didn’t matter.  Lucas’ parents thought it would be better for Lucas to be an I. S. at a friend’s house than winding up in a sex shop or a slave factory.  They figured that Lucas would be better cared for at a friend’s house, at least.  Eventually, Lucas was sold for just under $460,000.00, which paid back the city of Melbourne their $200,000.00 for Lucas’s upkeep and made the State of Victoria almost 260,000.00.  As far as the city and the State were concerned, it was a good day all ‘round.  Ash’s father paid the money; after Lucas’ father had first transferred the funds, of course, and the two men left together, Lucas would be delivered at the end of the day.

Lucas was delivered that night by the Corrections vehicle, and he was ‘welcomed’ into their home by Ash’s parents.  The house had to have some remodelling done.  Lucas’ part of the house had to have a solid glass wall, and his bedroom, bathroom, toilet, and any passageway had to front onto the glass wall so that Lucas could be observed at all times regardless of his activity.   Lucas also had to have 24hr access to an external door via the chip in his arm; that way, if the family weren’t home, Lucas could take himself out for daily exercise.  Ash’s parents didn’t care; all they cared about was the prestige; amongst all of their neighbours, they were the first to own an I. S.  All Ash cared about was that now he had his hunky former best friend as his plaything and his alone.

It had taken some planning and a lot of convincing on Ash’s part to get their friends to go along with getting Lucas made a permanent I. S.  His only real problem was getting his parents to agree to buy Lucas for him.  Still, Ash considered it an amazing stroke of luck that Lucas’ parents approached his parents first.  Ash couldn’t believe his ears when his parents told him what they had agreed to do the following morning, and when he told everyone at school how it all turned out, it was a ‘high five’ moment all around.  There wasn’t a single friend of theirs who didn’t want to get a chance to fuck Lucas’ tight round arse, and more than one boy almost crèmed himself on the spot.

Of course, Ash’s parents footed the bill to have half of the garage remodelled to meet the State’s rules and regulations in keeping an I. S. at home.  They reasoned that Lucas’ parents had paid enough money; besides, Ash’s parents weren’t exactly poor either.  Ash didn’t give a fuck; all he could think about was the fact that now Lucas’ arse belonged to him.  So, now he could fuck him six ways to Sunday any time he fuckin’ wanted, and no one’d say a thing about it.  Saturday morning Ash got up and practically ran around to the garage where the State had installed a temporary cage for Lucas while Ash’s parents had the required remodelling done.  Ash just stood there as he drank in the sight of his naked sleeping friend, ‘former friend’, Ash reminded himself, as Lucas was now his slave.  Lucas slept with one arm over his eyes, as he wasn’t permitted to have any blinds or curtains, and Ash’s eyes travelled down his naked, former friend’s body.  Ash drank in the sight of Lucas’ chiselled chest and his washboard abs, all covered in a heavy coating of blonde hair, which Ash’d already decided had to go.  His eyes continued on down, following Lucas’ treasure trail until Ash’s eyes alighted on Lucas’ pendulous cock and huge balls, both of which were lying across Lucas’ left upper thigh.  Ash thought he’d died and gone to fuckin’ heaven.  Ash leaned in and breathed in deeply of Lucas’ musky odour coming from his cock and balls, Ash wanted to reach out his tongue and taste, but he didn’t have time for that today.  Well, not yet anyways.

Ash reached down and picked up Lucas’ nuts and his ball bag and marvelled at the smoothness of the skin of Lucas’ ball bag.  Ash’s ball bag was all wrinkly and kind of small, and he’s always wanted to feel the texture of Lucas’ ball bag, and now that Lucas was his family’s property, he could do whatever the fuck he liked, and Lucas couldn’t say a fuckin’ thing about it.  ‘What the fuck do you think you’re doing, poof?” Lucas spat at Ash.

“Me?” Ash quired Lucas without looking at his face, “why I’m checking out my new slave and the arse, cock, and balls I now own.  What do you think I’m doing?” Ash finished menacingly as he cruelly grabbed Lucas’ balls and bag and twisted them as hard as he could.  Lucas winched with the sudden pain from his nuts, “are you ready to be a good little slave boy while I continue to check out my new property?  Hmm,” Ash said, almost laughing at Lucas, “you have no idea the planning I had to go through to make this all happen.  What I had to tell our mates, huh, sorry, what I meant to say was my mates to get them to play along.  The tough bit was getting our parents to play their roles, but I knew it was meant to be when I overheard your parents calling my parents.  That was when I knew I had you,” while he was talking, Ash still held Lucas’ nuts in his hand, forcing his free hand between Lucas’ legs until he encountered Lucas’ hole.  While he circled Lucas’ hole with a dry finger, he continued, “that all of this,” Ash said as he forced his dry finger into Lucas’ hole.  “Now belongs to me.  Oh, I know my parents think that you belong to them now,” Ash continued as he wriggled his finger inside Lucas’ hole, “but in truth, you now really belong to me, and sure I will lend you out to my friends for a price.  You will still be my property and mine alone to do whatever I want with.  Now,” Ash said as he twisted Lucas’ balls and ball bag even tighter and shoved more of his finger deeper into Lucas’ virgin hole.  As he leaned forwards, “kiss me, and you better make me believe that you mean it.  That you want it, or so help me, I will make the rest of your life a living hell.”  With that, Ash leaned forwards and locked lips with a very stunned Lucas, who, knowing the position he was in, returned Ash’s kiss as passionately as he could make it.  “Fuck,” Ash breathed as he broke the kiss-off, “now I can see what all the girls at school have been talking about all these years,” Ash said as he released Lucas’ nuts and pulled his finger out of Lucas’ arse and left.

Lucas, for his part, got up and toileted and showered; after Ash left the cage to do his own thing and allow Lucas time to get up and toilet and feed himself.  When the Office of Correction dropped the cage off for Lucas, they also left a food dispensing station, so Lucas got a bowl of feed and dumped a glass of water in it.  By the time he’d eaten and cleaned up, Ash had returned.  “Good, boy,” Ash said as he noticed all the things that Lucas had done in his absence.  “Now, my parents are having a dinner party tonight, and surprise, surprise, you are the main attraction, but we need to clean you up a bit first,” Ash said to Lucas.  “Come on,” he said over his shoulder as he led the way back into the shower area at the back of the garage, and Lucas dutifully trailed along behind.

Ash pointed to a spot on the tiled floor, and Lucas dutifully stood there as he watched Ash pulled some clippers, some clipper guards, and a razor out of one of the drawers in the vanity unit.  Lucas had a sinking feeling in the pit of his stomach, especially after Ash confirmed what was about to happen.  “Now, boy,” Ash began, “it’s time to get you all nicely trimmed up so that you’re presentable tonight when you make your big debut.”  Lucas suppressed a shudder as he felt Ash run his hand down Lucas’ back and let it rest for a minute on his naked arse.  “But where to start?” Ash wondered aloud to himself, “Ok,” Ash said, “let’s start with your chest; I think your chest is going to ‘pop’ when it is free from the forest of hair you have now.”  And with that, Ash turned on the large clippers and began to shave Lucas’ chest; starting at Lucas’ collar bone, he drove the clippers through the thatch of hair on Lucas’ chest.  Ash didn’t realise it, but as he watched Lucas’ chest hair fall to the floor, he had the most potent erection of his young life.  When he eventually became aware of it, it seemed to Ash that the more of Lucas’ chest hair that fell to the floor, the harder his erection became.  Ash followed the trail of Lucas’ hair as it led him down over Lucas’ six-pack, and now subconsciously, Ash was licking his lips in anticipation of getting to shave Lucas’ pubic hair and bush.

Ash told Lucas to turn around when he’d reached the top of Lucas’ navel, and he ran the clippers over Lucas’ back to make sure that there wouldn’t be any hair there to ruin the look he was going for.  Ash was practically salivating as he tried to decide where he was going to clipper next; in the end, Ash decided to start with Lucas’ arse.  Ash told Lucas to bend over and grab his ankles, and when he was in position, Ash turned on the clippers and ran them over the globes of Lucas’ arse, removing the light coating of golden hair from Lucas’ arse, as well as the hair from Lucas’ arse crack.  Ash resisted the urge to lick one of Lucas’ globes of his very tight small bubble butt, as well as the urge to have a big sniff of Lucas’ arse.  Ash had to keep reminding himself that he was here to do a job, and his fun could come after.

When he was happy with the reasonable smoothness of Lucas’ arse and crack, Ash instructed Lucas to stand upright.  Having turned Lucas around, Ash attached the No. 3 guard to the clippers and ran the clippers all over Lucas’ treasure trail and pubes.  Ash used a moustache comb to comb through what was left of Lucas’ pubic hair; to ensure it was all even.  When Ash was happy with the overall shortness of Lucas’ pubes, he removed the guard from the clippers.  Ash picked up the smaller clippers so he could shape Lucas’ pubes.  Starting at Lucas’ navel, he ran the clippers from the outside of Lucas’ navel down on an angle so that when he finished, it looked as though there was an arrow pointing to Lucas’ cock, but without a tip.  Ash shaved the sides of Lucas’ treasure trail until it was just five millimetres wide.  Ash then attacked Lucas’ pubic bush until it sat just ten millimetres above the base of Lucas’ cock.  When Ash was happy with his sculpting of Lucas’s pubic bush, he told Lucas to stand with his hands on his head, and when Lucas complied, Ash attacked the hair in Lucas’ pits.  “Fuck, mate, when I’m finished with you, you’re going to be so hot, you really will have to beat everyone off with a stick.”

Suddenly the door bursts open, and Ash’s mother walks through the door.  Lucas dropped his hands instantly to cover his crotch, knocking the clippers out of Ash’s hand in the process “put your fuckin’ hands back on your head,” Ash growled at Lucas as he picked up the clippers.

“You are going to have to beat that out of him, I think,” Ash’s mother stated as she watched Lucas slowly put his hands back on his head while flaming beet red.  Ash walked over and grabbed a pair of handcuffs, put them on Lucas’ wrist, and locked his hands together.  “Are you going to do anything about the stubble, pet?” she asks as she pulls her hand away from Lucas’ chest.

“Of course, mother,” Ash replied as he rolled his eyes at her before he went back to shaving Lucas’ pits.

“Good boy,” Ashe’s mother cooed, “now you have the outfit ready for when his parents come?”

“It’s all over there, mother,” Ash says, somewhat distracted.

“Good boy, we want it to look as though we are caring for their precious little boy, now don’t we, darling?”

“Of course, mother,” Ash said absentmindedly as his mother sailed out of the room.

“Fuckin’ parents,” Ash said almost under his breath.

Lucas was about to agree when he suddenly remembered what his role was here now, so he kept his mouth shut.

“You were just about to agree with me, weren’t you?” Ash asked as he reached down and very slowly ran the edge of his fingernail lightly down the entire length of the shaft of Lucas’ penis.  An involuntary shudder shook Lucas’ body in response, which made Ash ‘harrumph’ to himself.  Ash squatted down in front of Lucas as he ran the ball of his pointer finger, very slowly and very lightly, down the length of the shaft of Lucas’ cock.  Lucas closed his eyes, almost in ecstasy, as Ash ran the tip of another finger extremely lightly down the length of his cock; this time, Ash ran his finger right down to the tip of Lucas’ foreskin that hung freely from his cock.  Nothing was said by either boy as Ash ran two fingers, one on either side of Lucas’ cock, very slowly down the entire length of Lucas’ shaft.  At times the fingers barely kept contact with the skin of Lucas’ shaft, but both fingers met on the tip of Lucas’ foreskin.  Ash put his right pointer finger in his mouth and got it very wet before he dragged the finger very lightly down the shaft of Lucas’ cock.  This time leaving a light trail of his spit behind.

All of this attention on Lucas’ cock was having the desired effect as far as Ash was concerned, but not Lucas, as his cock began to thicken and grow.  So, Ash continued to very lightly stroke the shaft of Lucas’ cock, until the glistening head of Lucas’ cock poked through the closed flap of its foreskin.  “Ah,” Ash said as he watched the foreskin pull back from the head of Lucas’ cock, “there’s the little soldier now,” Ash continued encouragingly, “now, you give uncle Ash a little pearl.  Come on,” Ash almost cooed to Lucas’ cock as he continued to stroke the shaft very lightly.  Until a very small pearl of a drop of pre-cum forced its way out of Lucas’ piss slit.

Ash stood up, and as soon as he did, Lucas could clearly see Ash’s raging hard-on in his pants and smirked knowingly to himself.  Ash moved in close to Lucas until Lucas could feel his ragged breath on his face, and for the second time today, Ash forced Lucas to lock lips with him.  This time, though, Ash’s tongue explored Lucas’ mouth in quick, fleeting stabs in and out of Lucas’ mouth, which kept Lucas’ cock growing fatter and stiffer.  Ash broke off the kiss, and both boys’ breathing was a bit ragged now, but for different reasons, and went back to clipping all the hair off Lucas he could find from his arms and legs.  As Ash moved from side to side in front of Lucas, he now brushed past Lucas’ cock every time, which caused Lucas’ cock to grow more erect.

Having finished with the clippers, Ash put them back on the vanity while he picked up the can of shaving crème and proceeded to apply it to Lucas’ arms before he meticulously shaved every inch.  When he’d finished, Ash towelled the last shaving crème off Lucas’s arms, still brushing against Lucas’ very erect cock, which slowly began to point at the ceiling.  As well as leaking copious amounts of pre-cum, Ash continued to ignore it almost completely, just knocking it occasionally as he moved around Lucas’ body.  Even when he knelt in front of Lucas to shave the front of his legs, he ignored Lucas’ cock seemingly altogether, but he did note just how high Lucas’ balls were pulled up close to his abdomen.

By now, there was a big pool of pre-cum forming under Lucas’ cock, and Lucas was becoming a little desperate to be allowed to ejaculate, but he feared what Ash’d do to him if he did.  So, Lucas tried desperately to think of other things besides his pulsating cock.  Lucas was actually relieved when Ash told him to bend over so he could shave Lucas’ arse, as Lucas hoped the pressure on his cock’d make it go down, at least a little bit.  While Ash told Lucas to hold his arse cheeks apart so he could shave around his hole.  Naturally, Lucas complied; it wasn’t like he had any choice, so while Lucas held his arse cheeks apart, Ash sprayed his crack with shaving crème and spread it around, ensuring he had good coverage.  Before he picked up the razor and began to shave Lucas’ arse crack.  Ash started with the walls of Lucas’ arse crack, and when he finished, he shaved around Lucas’ hole as well, all while Lucas pulled his cheeks apart.  Lucas only let his arse cheeks go after he felt Ash wipe the walls of his arse cheeks and hole down with the towel.  Ash lathered up and shaved Lucas’ arse crack, and while they weren’t huge arse cheeks, they were perfectly round and very hard.  Ash loved pushing on the skin of Lucas’ arse cheeks, but he did have to remind himself not to cut the skin, well, not intentionally anyway.  Lucas’ arse seemed to glow when Ash had finished shaving the hair stubble off it and wiping it off with the towel.

Ash stood up and, with the can of shaving crème in hand, eyeballed Lucas until Lucas finally broke eye contact and dropped his eyes to the floor, where he could see his throbbing cock pointing almost straight back up at him.  As it continued to leak pre-cum, Lucas watched as it rolled out of the tip of his cock before it rolled down the shaft and dripped onto the floor.  Ash just smirked and gave an evil little laugh before he shook the can of shaving crème again and began to apply it to Lucas’ pits with a vengeance and made sure they were perfectly smooth before he wiped the residual shaving crème away.  Finally, it was time for Ash to shave Lucas’ chest, which Ash had wanted to do for years, and Ash could feel his mouth begin to salivate.  It caught Ash unawares as he didn’t know, before today, just how much he really wanted to do that; in fact, his need was so great that his hand, holding the can of shaving crème, began to shake.  Ash licked his lips nervously as he once again shook the can of shaving crème and applied it liberally to Lucas’ chest.  With his free hand, he reached down and rubbed Lucas’ erect cock, just a couple of strokes before leaving it alone again to throb all on its own.  Ash put the can of shaving crème down and, with a trembling hand, reached out to spread the foam all over Lucas’ chest, almost lovingly, particularly as he covered up Lucas’ lolly pink paps.  When he considered the covering of shaving foam was sufficient, Ash picked up the razor and began to shave Lucas’ chest.  While his free hand had absentmindedly reached down and was stroking Lucas’ erect cock.  It was only when Ash needed to stretch the skin tight on Lucas’ chest so that he could get every bit of stubble that Ash let Lucas’ cock go to stretch the skin tighter.  Until finally, he was finished, and somewhat reluctantly, Ash wiped the residual crème from Lucas’ chest.

Ash pulled the little stool out from under the vanity unit and sat down in front of Lucas; now, he was on eye level with Lucas’ crotch.  Ash sat there mesmerised by the pulsing of Lucas’ cock, as it pulsed in time with the beating of Lucas’ heart.  Ash pulled the stool closer to Lucas; now, the heady aroma of Lucas’ sweaty crotch wafted over Ash in pleasant waves.  Before realising that he was doing it again, Ash lightly stroked Lucas’ cock a few times before turning his attention to the task.  This time, Ash sprayed the shaving foam on his hand and spread it down the sides of Lucas’ treasure trail, and on down over Lucas’ pubic area until he came to the last bit of pubic hair Ash allowed him to have.  Swallowing thickly, Ash picked up the razor and began to shave down the sides of what was left of Lucas’ treasure trail, making the line as straight as he possibly could.  Now Ash had a reason to rub Lucas’ cock as he moved it from side to side to get it out of the way; as Ash concentrated on not cutting Lucas, he so wanted Lucas to be perfect when he paraded him in public for the first time.

Finally, much to Ash’s disappointment, all good things must come to an end, and eventually, that was what happened to shaving Lucas; Ash ran out of places to shave him.  Ash stood up, undid the handcuffs, and allowed Lucas to finally lower his hands while Ash sat back down on the stool.  Ash grabbed a hold of Lucas’ cock and began to slowly stroke it, “now, boy, I want you to tell me when you’re getting close to cumming, is that understood?”

“Yes,” Lucas said, sounding a bit dejected, as he was mulling over in his mind just how it was; he ended up in this situation in the first place.

“Yes, what?” Ash asked as he gave Lucas’ cock a vicious tug.

“Yes, sir,” Lucas yelped from the pain in his cock.

“That’s better, boy,” Ash said as he continued to stroke Lucas’ erect cock, “Now, boy, when you cum, I want you to catch it all in your hand and eat it.  Is that understood?”
Lucas was pulled out of his musings at Ash’s order, “hell no,” Luca retorted, forgetting Ash held his cock.

“What did you say, boy?” Ash asked as he gave Lucas’ cock another vicious tug.

“Um, nothing, sir,” Lucas said as he winced from the pain once again.

“That’s what I thought,” Ash said as he went back to stroking Lucas’ cock.

“Oh, fuck, sir,” Lucas said a short time later, “I’m going to cum.”

“Don’t forget to catch it in your hand,” Ash growled as he sped up his hand, jerking Lucas’ cock.  Until Lucas finally shot his load of cum, which he dutifully caught in his hand, before he very reluctantly licked his hand clean of all his cum.

“Good, boy,” Ash said with a wicked smirk on his face, “now I expect you to clean up the mess you’ve made all over the floor.

Lucas looked at the pool of his cold pre-cum on the tiled floor, and before Ash could say anything, Lucas got on all fours and began to lick it all up, “fuck mate,” Ash said, “if I’d known you liked it that much, I’d have had you licking it up a long time ago.

Lucas flamed red as Ash walked out of the room.

Ash came back into Lucas’ area a short time later, “have you finished cleaning in here, boy?” Ash asked him.

“Yes, sir, I have,” Lucas said as he stood and looked at Ash.

“Good.  Now, your parents are going to be arriving shortly.  Here,” Ash said as he handed Lucas a pair of shorts and a t-shirt, “put them on.”

Luca took the shorts and t-shirt off Ash and realised that he wasn’t going to get any privacy, and what did it really matter, Lucas thought; Ash had just shaved his body almost completely bald.  So, realising that he had no other choice, Lucas pulled on the shorts and t-shirt while Ash stood there and watched.  The shorts were tight enough to hold Lucas’ meaty cock in place and long enough in the leg, not letting his balls fall out.  The t-shirt was skin tight and outlined Lucas’ chiselled boy perfectly.  “Fuck, buddy,” Ash exclaimed, “I don’t know which I like more.  You in or out of those clothes.”  For a minute, Lucas’ hopes rose very high that he might not have to be naked around the house.  That was until Ash burst out laughing, doubled up and slapped his knee a couple of times.  “Of course, you’re going to be naked all the time and then some,” Ash finished up as he wiped the tears off his face.  “This outfit is just to convince your parents that we’re going to look after their little bitty boy just like he’s one of the family,” Ash burst into laughter again.  “Come on,” Ash said suddenly, very serious, “and you’d better convince your parents that you’re really happy here,” with Ash laughing all the way, he led the way into the house.

“Well, he does look presentable,” Ash’s mother said as they all met in the living room, “his parents will be here at any moment.”  With that, the doorbell rang, and Ash’s mother went to answer the door.  “Remember what I said,” Ash growled with venom in his voice before he headed to his room, just before Lucas’ parents entered the room.

“Oh, Lucas, what have you done?” his mother scolded him as she gathered Lucas into a hug.  “I told you, you’d get yourself into trouble if you weren’t careful, and just look where you’ve ended up.”  Lucas got to talk to his parents for about half an hour, trying desperately to placate his mother.

Ash’s mother brought a tray with tea and biscuits on it.  “Who’d like a cuppa,” she began before Ash interrupted her walking into the room.

“Hey, Lucas, can you help me with this Maths….” Ash started but petered out when he saw Lucas’ parents, the Starlings.  “Oh, I’m sorry, Mr and Mrs Starling, I was just going to get Lucas to help me with my maths homework, but seeing as….”

“Oh, no,” Mrs Starling interrupted him, “I think it’s great that you’re allowing Lucas to keep up with his schooling.  You don’t know just how traumatic this has all been,” she finished as she dissolved into tears.

Lucas made to rush to her side, but Ash’s mother shoved him away and told him to go study as she sat and put an arm around Mrs Stirling’s shoulders and pulled her close.  While Lucas trailed along behind Ash as they left the room.

As soon as they were out of earshot of the living room, Ash turned and stopped Lucas where he stood and held out his hand, “give,” was the one-word command Ash gave to Lucas.  Lucas knew full well what Ash was talking about and stripped off the shorts and t-shirt, “good boy,” was all Ash said in acknowledgment of Lucas following the order.  He continued to his bedroom with shorts and t-shirt in hand, with a naked Lucas trailing behind him.  When they got to Ash’s room, Ash pointed to a spot on the floor, and Lucas stood there while Ash finished his homework.

“Come on,” Ash finally said to Lucas as he packed all his books back into his school bag, “it’s almost time to get you ready for dinner.  ‘Finally,’ Lucas thought to himself, ‘now I get to get dressed again and have a meal with my parents.’   But his hopes were dashed when Ash turned around holding a flimsy bit of leather, “what the fuck is that for?” Lucas asked before he could stop himself.  “This is your outfit for this and every other soirée my parents see fit to throw.  Now, come here,” Ash said as he sat on the side of his bed, and Lucas knowing he had no other choice, walked over to Ash and stood in front of him.  Ash reached and grabbed Lucas by the hips and pulled him closer until Lucas’ legs were almost hard up against the side of the bed.  “Hands on head,” Ash told Lucas, and when he’d complied, Ash ran his fingers very lightly over Lucas’ pecs until he encountered the two lolly pink paps positioned at the lower end of his curve pecs.  Ash grabbed both of Lucas’ paps between his thumb and pointer finger and began to roll them between his fingers and thumbs.  Ash could feel them growing harder under his ministrations, and he smiled; when Lucas’ breathing became a bit ragged, Ash left his paps alone and continued to trail his fingers down Lucas’ torso.  Ash continued to trail his fingers down over Lucas’ six-pack until he encountered Lucas’ navel, “turn around,” Ash commanded Lucas, and when he’d complied, Ash ran his fingers lightly down over Lucas’ back.  When Ash reached the two small dimples at the base of Lucas’ spine, he continued down and ran his fingers down over the small twin globes of Lucas’ bubble butt.  “Spread ‘em,” was all Ash told Lucas to do, but Lucas knew full well what was required, took his hands off his head, and pulled his arse cheeks apart.  Giving Ash access to his arse crack and hole, Ash ran his fingers lightly over Lucas’ crack and circled his hole, allowing just the tip of one finger to apply pressure to Lucas’ hole.

“Turn around,” Ash growled at Lucas, and Lucas complied while Ash looked at his handiwork before he reached out and ruffled what was left of the hair of Lucas’ treasure trail.  Not surprisingly, Lucas’ cock was beginning to thicken and grow from Ash’s ministrations.  Ash reached out and hefted Lucas’ nuts in their sack, “you are one hung bugger,” Ash said almost breathlessly, “I can’t wait to take your cherries.  I so want to be the first person to fuck your arse and have you fuck me.”  Lucas looked down at Ash in derision, but knowing full well that there was nothing he could do about it now, and to think, Lucas said to himself, I once thought of you as my best friend, if not a brother, and this is how you repay me you fuckin’ poof.  But of course, he couldn’t say anything out loud, not now anyways.

Ash waited until Lucas’ cock was almost pointing him in the face, then opening his mouth, he leaned forwards and allowed Lucas’ erect cock to enter his mouth, and when the tip hit the back of his throat.  Ash let out a deep moan that Lucas could feel vibrate up the length of his cock, which caused the rest of him to shudder.  Then without any warning, Ash pulled back off Lucas’ cock and slapped it as hard as he could, causing Lucas to double over from the pain.  While Lucas stood there cradling his cock and trying to get his breathing under control, Ash picked up a strip of leather from his bedside table.

“This,” Ash said as he held it up for Lucas to see, “is your outfit for tonight end every other time my parents hold one of their soirees, if not at every meal.”  Ash leaned forwards, and with the two ties at one end of the strip of leather, he threaded them behind Lucas’ cock and ball bag at their base.  Getting it as close to the skin of Lucas’ abdomen as he could before, he brought the two ends together in the front and tied them in a bow.  Now, Lucas’ cock was covered by the strip of very fine kid leather.  That was so thin that when it was draped over Lucas’ cock and balls, it did absolutely nothing to hide the outline of Lucas’ genitals.  You could even see the outline of the piece of foreskin that hung free from the tip of Lucas’ cock.

Ash pushed Lucas in the lower abdomen away from him so that he could stand up and leave the room; his one-word command to Lucas was “come.”  Knowing he had no other choice, Lucas trailed along behind Ash, who led the way into the kitchen.  The Staff had never seen Lucas before, and they just stopped what they were doing and stared at the nearly naked youth standing in front of them.  They took in his chiselled good looks, high cheekbones, and square jawline.  His long neck sat proudly in the muscles of his upper chest and shoulders.  His very rounded pecs stood out from his chest, and all eyes were drawn to the lolly pink paps that stood out from the mounds of his pecs.  Their eyes were drawn down to his six-pack and on down to his abdomen, where their eyes encountered the strip of tan leather that did nothing to cover the lad’s cock and balls.  More than one of the Staff present lusted over Lucas immediately, including some of the women.

The Chef gave a rather loud cough, which brought everyone out of their trance like State and got back to work, but not before they had a good view of his sculptured legs.  The head waiter came over to Lucas and explained that he was to help serve the first course, then after that, he was to remain in the dining room attending to the guests’ drinks.  When the head waiter asked if he understood his duties, Lucas could only nod, realising that he would have to stand and move around the room dressed like this in front of his parents.  Lucas slowly flamed red, just thinking about the embarrassment that both he and his parents were to share.

When Lucas entered the dining room carrying his tray, everyone seated at the table broke into spontaneous applause.  Even Lucas’ parents joined in half-heartedly after getting over the shock of seeing their son dressed in such attire.  Lucas, for his part, tried desperately to forget the occupants in the room as he served the soup from his tray, and when he’d finished, he stood in the corner watching the guests’ drinks.  Throughout the evening, Lucas served and freshened up their drinks and assisted the serving staff in any way he could.  Finally, the evening was over, and all the guests took their leave until it was just Ash’s and Lucas’ parents left.  “I’m very sorry,” Ash’s mother began, “but you know the rules regarding a house I. S., and we had planned the dinner a while ago, but I can promise you it will be his last.  I’m sure everyone will be talking about tonight for a long time, so no one will get suspicious that we might treat Lucas any differently from any other house I. S.”

“Oh, I know,” Lucas’ mother spoke over Ash’s mother, “and having us here just made it that much more genuine.  He is your I. S. now, and you can do with him as you wish….”

“No! No,” Ash’s mother replied, “we said he would be treated as one of the family, and he will be.  Particularly as everyone here is going to be talking about tonight.  So, don’t worry, we will take very good care of him for you.”  With that, Lucas’ parents left, leaving Lucas to Ash and his family.

“Night, all,” Ash called out as he headed to his room, ‘yes,’ thought Lucas ‘finally I can go to bed’, but it wasn’t to be as Ash told him to follow him.  When they were in Ash’s room, and Lucas had closed the door behind them, the first thing Ash did was remove the sheet of leather covering Lucas’ cock and balls.  “Now, come and undress me,” Ash said as he walked into the ensuite.  So, Lucas followed Ash in and began to undress him, putting the items of clothing that Ash said to in the laundry basket while he folded up the rest.  When he was completely naked, Ash sat on the lid of the toilet and told Lucas to clean his teeth, and when he was finished, Ash stated that he was going to bed.  ‘Thank god,’ Lucas thought and made to leave the ensuite.  “Hang on, boy, we’re not finished yet.  Lean over the vanity.”  With a sinking feeling in the pit of his stomach, Lucas complied.

Lucas heard a drawer open between his legs and Ash fishing around in it, looking for something.  Obviously, he found it as Lucas heard the drawer close, and not knowing what to expect, he almost jumped out of his skin when he felt something cool and wet being applied to his anus.  Followed quite quickly by the tip of a finger that Lucas found a bit difficult to try and keep out.  “There are only two ways of doing this, boy, the hard way or the easy way.  But, whichever way we’re gunna do this, it’s going to get done, and quite often, I think.”

It took Lucas only a minute to realise what Ash was saying, especially when he was only using Lucas’ words back at him, so with a sigh, Lucas tried to relax his sphincter and allow Ash access to his arse.  “That’s better,” Ash said as he worked his finger deep into Lucas’ hole.  Even though he’d tried to steel himself against the pain, nothing could prepare him for the pain of having his sphincter stretched to accommodate Ash’s cock.  Lucas didn’t know how something so small could cause him so much pain, and to think he used to laugh at his conquests when he did this to any I. S.’s they could get their hands on.  Lucas pushed his arse back a bit because when Ash thrust his cock into his arse, the force pushed his pelvis onto the edge of the vanity, and Lucas didn’t know what hurt more.  “So, you’re fuckin’ likin’ this, you fuckin’ closet homo,” Ash growled in Lucas’ ear, just as he tipped over the edge and shot his load of cum into his former best friend’s arse.

“Oh, fuck,” Ash said as he pulled his softening cock out of Lucas’ arse, “fuck mate.  If you liked that, you’re going to love this next bit,” Ash said as he grabbed Lucas by an ear and pulled him off the vanity.  Ash turned him around and pushed him to the ground, and knowing what was about to happen and that he had no choice in the matter, Lucas fell to his knees and opened his mouth.  Ash guided his cock past Lucas’ lips until it encountered the opening of Lucas’ throat, but he didn’t stop there.  Ash forced his cock down Lucas’ throat and just laughed when he could hear Lucas gagging, “get used to it, mate, ‘cause we’re going to be doing a lot of this from now on.  Me and my dad, that is,” Ash said with an evil laugh as he continued to pump his cock in and out of Lucas’ throat.  Until Ash shot his second load of cum into Lucas.

Keeping his cock deep in Lucas’ throat, Ash grabbed Lucas by both ears, and with Lucas still on his knees, Ash walked backward and sat on the lid of the toilet.  “Now, clean up my fuckin’ cock, bitch,” Ash growled at Lucas, and Lucas began to lick and suck Ash’s cock clean for him.  When Ash thought he’d done enough, he pushed Lucas backward onto the floor, and stepping over him; Ash went to bed while Lucas got himself up off the floor.  Lucas went back to the cage with the sensation of cum dribbling down his legs.  Fed and toileted himself and fell into bed.