Rowan's Journey to Manhood

In the previous chapters…

Rowan, a pale guy with many sexual inhibitions due to the abuse he suffered in the past, embarks in a long journey to a mature sexuality, helped by the men and boys living in a big house named “The Cove”. Charlie, a 19 y.o. playful boy, teaches him the joyful side of sex. Barry, an oversexed worker who looks alike Rowan’s abusive stepfather, scares him, causing his hysterical reaction. Kale, an Hawaiian school counselor, intervenes. During a dramatic night, Rowan reveals to Kale his past and then they make love. Beau, the blond leader of the Cove, experiments Rowan’s ‘power’ to block a man’s ejaculation until he begs to cum. Hendrick, the house young cook, lets Rowan discover how sweet and pleasurable can be anal sex when, after many years, the guy yields his ass to the redheaded boy. Then, in an sexually intense night on a deserted beach, the Native American Wahkan discovers how deep are Rowan’s fears and inhibitions. In the meantime, Hendrick has a furious argument with his master Stewart and decides to leave the Cove; but Kale talks to him and learns that Stewart is jealous of Rowan, just like few years earlier he’d been jealous of Drew, a guy Rick used to date.

Synopsys (*** Spoiler Alert! ***)

The men of the Cove set up a sort of trial court to judge Stewart’s misbehaviour against his boy Rick. The guilty airman understands how abject he’d been with Rick and willfully submits to a rightful punishment, but Wahkan is nervous and vents his tension giving an angry fuck to his boy Chayton. All the man, in turn, use and abuse the airman’s body, making him feel degraded, but the worst punishment is dished out by Kale: he locks the man’s cock in an electric chastity device that relentlessly brings Stewart to orgasm without ever giving him the much needed relief. Rick is in pain for his master, but understands that Stewart needs to undergo that torture to prove his worth as a master and as a man.

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 ≈ PUNISHMENT AND LOVE ≈ 

~ Set up ~

Hendrick would have stayed in the Jacuzzi, listening to Beau’s strong, comforting heartbeat, forever. The harsh argument he had with his master Stewart, the terrible sleepless night and his idea to leave the Cove had been totally swept away from his mind by the tender, exquisite massage Beau had given to the boy.

“I will never leave you, sir” – Rick said, holding on tight to the blond god's muscular torso – “I won’t even think to leave you, ever!”

After a while, the man parted from the boy and stood up. “Come on, my handsome chef” – he said with a playful smile – “the Cove needs your services! Today we’ll have a buffet cold lunch, that will be attended by the men only. You and the other boys will eat in my attic, and you are required to stay there until we’re done. Please be sure that by 1 p.m. everything will be ready”.

“Are you going to… talk with Stewart, sir?” – Rick asked, worried for his master’s fate. “You are such a loyal boy!” – Beau exclaimed – “After what he’s done to you, your first concern is about him. You must love him very much! And to answer your question, yes, we’re going to talk with him, and I don’t think he’ll be happy to hear what we have to tell him…”

Beau looked with compassion at the young chef’s frowning expression: “Don’t worry, kid, nothing bad will happen to him. We do all this for his own good. Now, finish getting dressed and go to work”.

Being a cold lunch, it didn’t take long to Rick to prepare everything and set up the large dining table downstairs; when done, he went up to the attic. There, he found Charlie, tidying up the last suite of the house. While setting up the small dining table, Rick quickly informed him about Beau’s instructions and compelled him to be in the attic by 1 p.m.

«Now, Chayton’s turn» – Rick thought, going down to the second floor. He headed to Whakan’s suite and he was about to knock on the door, but he heard the two Sioux talking. He couldn’t understand what they were saying, but the tone of their voices suggested him to give them the privacy they obviously needed.

~ A wise man with a troubled soul ~

Wahkan had woken up late, after the sleepless night on the beach with Rowan. Chayton had patiently waited for him to get up and immediately informed him about what had happened between Stewart and Rick, and the men’s decision to talk to the airmen at lunch. When Wahkan heard about Beau’s decision to have the boys eat in the attic, he knew the lunch would be more a trial than a meal.

The wise Sioux had a grave, weary expression on his face. “Is there something wrong, Wahkan?” – Chayton asked, calling his master by name, as he usually did, as per Wahkan’s request, when they were alone. “This night has been hard: Wi-Sapa, the ‘Black Sun’, is strong, but his demons are hard to fight. And today another struggle awaits me, because judging and punishing a man is as hard for the judge as it is for the offender”.

He turned to his boy, who was looking at him in awe for his wisdom and his dominant allure. The boy’s honest, shining eyes lit up his soul.

“Young Falcon, I need you” – he said, simply. “I’m devoted to you, Sacred One” – Chayton replied, already knowing what his master needed from him. In the years he’d been Wahkan’s boy, he had learned to read into his master’s soul.

The boy removed his T-shirt, looking intently at the older man, who gazed back at him with gratitude. The jeans and the underwear were soon lying on the floor. Chayton moved closer to the man, caressed his naked torso and lowered his hands to the waistband of his pajama pants, pushing them down.

Then, without a word, the boy lay on the bed on his back, raised his legs and offered himself to his master. Wahkan opened the drawer where he kept the lubricant, dipped his fingers in the slimy fluid and massaged his hard cock. Then he climbed on the bed, moved over his boy and gently penetrated him.

~ Dangerous crescendo ~

They both sighed softly, when their bodies joined in the most intimate way. Wahkan started easing his cock in and out of his boy’s ass, gently at first, and then with increasing vigor. But images of Rowan, Hendrick and Stewart suddenly crossed his mind, making him tense. Violence! Abuse! How abject can be men! His cock pistoned harder the tender ass, while anger filled his heart.

How could a stepfather abuse a kid with such brutality! How could Stewart come to his boy like he’d done, blaming him for having loved someone! Wahkan’s hips, driven by the man’s anguish and resentment, pounded hard on Chayton’s young body, who was squirming under the onslaught.

He didn’t want to be the judge of Stewart’s trial, he didn’t want to punish him! But he deserved a punishment! Wahkan’s eyes were blazing, and his loins were on fire. His cock was a powerful weapon that speared mercilessly Chayton’s tender hole. The boy, lying helpless under him, writhed and frowned for the forcible fuck he had to endure, but he knew what his master needed, and was determined to give it to him.

Biting his lips to muffle his screams, Chayton bravely accepted all the anger, the anguish, the tension his master was pouring onto him by savagely plowing his ass.

When the man slammed his cock all the way into the boy’s ass, forcing open his inner sphincter, he chocked a scream of pain and Wahkan slowed down a bit, looking at him, like he was seeing him for the first time: “My young Falcon… I… Are you…” – the older Sioux said, in fear of having hurt his boy. “I’m here for you, Sacred One” – Chayton replied, with the firmest voice he was capable of and hiding his pain – “I’m strong, don’t restrain yourself! Let it all out!” And so his master did.

Wahkan’s cock felt like a red-hot steel rod in his ravaged ass, but the boy gritted his teeth, welcoming the fury of his master. With a last, powerful thrust, Wahkan’s body stiffened. For a moment, they both stood still, when time itself halted at the peak of the man’s climax. “Aaaahhhh!!!” – the man finally screamed, filling the young hole with his creamy man juice. His cock throbbed wildly, deeply planted in Chayton’s ass, while the boy let out all the tension and the pain he had to endure in a silent cry.

At long last, Wahkan regained control of himself and looked at his boy, lying under him, his sweaty forehead, his teary eyes, his rugged breath. Chayton’s limp cock, resting on his sweaty groin, was the shameful proof he didn’t enjoy a single moment of the frantic fuck. “What have I done…!” – he whispered, looking at his boy with guilty eyes.

“No, Sacred One, don’t blame yourself” – Chayton said, glancing himself at his own, limp cock – “I didn’t lie with you for my pleasure, this time. You needed me and I was here for you”.

Wahkan wasn’t usually inclined to express his feelings, but he felt so proud, so happy to have such a brave, strong and honorable boy that he took him in his arms and held him tight, saying in his ear: “You are my light, and your spirit flies high like a Falcon”.

Then, he reluctantly got off the bed: “I wish we could stay here, in each other’s arms, but we both have our duties to attend”. They both had a quick shower and then Chayton joined his friends in the attic, while Wahkan went down to the dining room.

~ The Court is in session ~

At lunch time, as expected, Stewart opened the front door and immediately headed to the dining room. When he entered the room, he froze, and it took a moment for him to understand what was going on.

Beau was sitting at the far end of the round table, with Kale and Wahkan on his sides; next to them, there were Barry and Alex. They all were sitting on the same half of the table, while a single chair was awaiting for Stewart on the other half.

“So, is that so?” – the airman said, defiantly – “The Court is in session, apparently!”

He sat on the chair and poured him a beer, but then he didn’t drink it. He lowered his eyes and said in a contrite tone: “Don’t think I have not blamed myself for how I came to my boy. I don’t know why I said those terrible things to my Hendrick…”

“But I think I know why you did it” – Kale interrupted him. His tone was not angry, nor inquisitive, but somehow his words chilled Stewart’s heart. “What you mean, Kale?”

“Tell us about Drew”.

“Drew?? What has Drew got to do with this?”. No one spoke and the silence became oppressive. “I didn’t like Drew, that’s all, he was not the right guy for Rick!” – Stu concluded, with an aggressive attitude.

“Or maybe he was not the right guy… for you!” – Kale exclaimed – “He was under your command, and you tried to force him to have sex with you, even though he was dating Hendrick, have I guessed at it? And when he refused you, you forced Rick never to see him again!”

Stewart wilted under Kale’s accusations, knowing too well how true they were.

“And now you did it again! You wanted Rowan, didn’t you? But due to his traumatic past, he was off-limits. For you, at least, but not for Hendrick, and you couldn’t accept it! Once more, your boy was getting something that had been denied to you!”

All the men were looking at Kale, surprised that he could put together all the elements and point out the real root of the problem between Stewart and Rick. None of them had understood the real reasons for Stewart’s burst of anger… and apparently neither did Stewart, so far.

He was looking at Kale wide-eyed, realizing for the first time how selfish and cruel he had been to Rick. “I… I…” – he stubbled, feeling a monster. His reeling mind went back to Drew, and Rowan, and the harsh argument he had with Rick last night. Maybe he could still solve the recent problem with Rowan, but Drew…

Stu looked around at the men, but he couldn’t stare at their eyes. “I hurt the boy I swore to protect in the worst possible way...” – he admitted, defeated. “I don’t deserve your respect, and don’t expect any forgiveness. But I can’t live without Rick… How can I get him back? I need your help, don’t turn your back to me now!”

“We won’t” – Beau said, standing up – “You are one of us, you still are. This is the Cove, we help each other, but our first duty is to protect the boys. If you want to make amends for your selfish and sex-driven behavior, you must degrade yourself, punishing yourself sexually. And then, you have to prove your love to Hendrick.

~ Humiliation of a proud man ~

 “I know what to do” – Stewart said, standing up with a resolute expression – “Kale, can we use your room, please?”. The Hawaiian counselor understood immediately: his room was the only one full equipped with ropes and restraint devices. “Be my guest” – he said, and soon followed Stu upstairs, along with all the men.

When inside, he quickly undressed and stood naked in front of the men. Silently, he got on the bed and lay on his back, gripping the ropes hanging from the headboard. Kale went closer and expertly tied his wrists to the ropes. Stewart stood still, on the bed, looking around at the men: “My body is yours. Do to me whatever you want, all of you. Humiliate me, punish me as hard as you can: I deserve all you can dish at me, and more.”

“First and foremost…” – Kale said, opening a drawer. He took a metal device and showed it to Stewart. “This is a cock cage, or a chastity device, if you like” – Kale explained – “It will prevent your cock from getting hard. You are going to be punished, and this will ensure you won’t get any pleasure”.

With expert hands, Kale placed the rigid metal cage, that fully encased Stewart’s limp cock, forcing it bending down; the cage was locked to a restraining ring placed at the base of the cock and around the back of the man’s balls. Then, Kale wrapped a flexible metal net around the balls and locked it to the same ring.

“The cage itself usually cannot prevent a spontaneous ejaculation” – the Hawaiian said – “but this is a special electronic model: if it senses you’re on the verge of an orgasm, it will send an electric shock to your cock and balls. It won’t be pretty, so try to hold back as hard as you can”.

Stu was worried, almost panicking. He definitely wasn’t into bondage and restraints, and never had his manhood at the mercy of such an uncomfortable and frightening device. He looked at Kale plaintively. “You let your lust overcome your sense, hurting your boy, not once but twice” – the counselor accused – “and this will be your penance: forcefully restrain your lust until your punishment will be over. But I’ll tell you more about this later on. Now…” – Kale turned to Wahkan – “…you will degrade yourself, as Beauregard stated”.

Wahkan faltered: he didn’t want to do it, he respected Stewart and saw a true repentance in his eyes during the trial. Stewart raised his legs and the Sioux knelt on the bed behind the lying man, but hesitated.

“Do it, man,” – Stu said – “you know I deserve it. I need it, or I won’t be able to look anymore into your eyes. I forced my boy never to see again a guy he loved. I almost forced him to run away from the Cove. Nothing you will dish at me could be worse than my guilt!”

Thinking at Stewart’s abject behavior, and at the pain he’d inflicted to his proud, kind boy, made Wahkan’s anger flare. His eyes blazed and he growled: “You’re right, you deserve this, and much more!”

With a single, powerful thrust of his hips, he sank his dry cock all the way into Stewart’s ass. “AAAAAGGHH!” – the man howled, but soon gritted his teeth and forced himself into silence. The strong Sioux ploughed his ass mercifully, making the captive man’s entire body bounce under the powerful pounding. For the entire ordeal, Stu looked at the man’s eyes, without a word, accepting the torture he was inflicting him with fierce determination.

“Take it, take it, man! I’m gonna… Aaaahhh!” – Wahkan finally shouted, inundating Stewart’s ravaged ass with his hot sperm. When the orgasm subsided, he stood still for a moment, heavily panting, and then he got off the bed without a word. As he had said earlier to Chayton, the punishment was as hard for him as it is was for the bound man.

~ The men take turn ~

Alex came next. He knelt on the bed, straddling Stu’s face and wanking his rock-hard cock: “Open up, man”. The airman parted his lips, and the bulky guard eased his hefty tool inside his mouth. He didn’t stop when the cock head touched the back of the man’s throat, nor when he saw him choke on the invading meat. He pushed steadily until all of the hard rod was deeply planted down Stu’s throat.

The bound man struggled to breathe through his nose and suppress his gag reflex, while the beefy guard ploughed his sensitive throat. He couldn’t speak, he could hardly breath, and hoped it would end as soon as possible. He didn’t have to wait long: Alex didn’t want to hurt the man, he just wanted to humiliate him, and he quickly brought himself to an unsatisfying orgasm. With a chocked grunt, he spurted his semen into the airman’s mouth, and quickly moved out of the way.

Beau got closer to the bed, looking at the lying man, at his teary eyes and the rivulets of sperm seeping out of his mouth. “I don’t like doing this, but I have to” – he said, assuming the same position as Alex, straddling the man’s face.

“This is for Hendrick” – Beau said, pumping his fist over his engorged cock in earnest. In few minutes, the blond god moaned and his muscular body stiffened, while his cock spurted ropes after ropes of viscous man juice all over the bound airman’s face.

Stewart, by now, felt utterly humiliated. His face, his ass and his mouth were dripping sperm, and still his ordeal was not over. With sincere concern, he looked at Barry coming closer to him. “Time to check how this wicked device works” – he said to the man lying on the bed, pointing at the metal cage trapping his manhood.

Much to Stu’s surprise, Barry reached a can of lubricant and oiled up his cock. Everyone, in the room, knew well that the rough worker never used lubricant: if lucky, the recipient could get just a little spit to ease the penetration.

Barry lifted the man’s legs and placed them on his shoulders, then leaned forward, forcing Stewart’s ass up, in a vulnerable position. The airman gritted his teeth, waiting for the violent impalement, but Barry entered him with the greatest tenderness, and pumped gently his hard cock in the soft canal, back and forth, giving to the bound man a delicious, exquisite intimate massage.

Stewart felt his cock stirring inside the metal cage and gasped, realizing what kind of punishment Barry had in mind for him: he wanted him to get distressingly aroused inside the tiny metal cage, and possibly to bring him to an orgasm that would trigger painful electric jolts over his manhood!

“No, man… Not this…” – Stu pleaded, but Barry didn’t stop his relentless, intense fucking. At each thrust of his hips, he pushed his long cock deeper, titillating and massaging the man’s inner sphincter. “Aahhh… no, please… It hurts…” – Stewart groaned, feeling his growing cock painfully crushed by the solid metal cage.

Barry locked eyes with the airman, rejoicing his pleasurable pain. His cock, once more, reached the innermost portal of the man’s hot chute and rested there for a while. Stu, by now, was in a sexual frenzy, his trapped cock ached terribly and he felt on the verge of an exploding orgasm. “No… No… I beg you, buddy…” – he whined, knowing what the worker was about to do – “Don’t do it… Please man, I can’t hold any more… Don’t….”

Barry, with a thrust of his loins, pushed his cock past the tender inner sphincter. Stewart felt his balls tighten and his sperm rushing to the base of his cock, unable to repress any more the giant orgasm that his buddy’s expert cock had forced him to build. His cock tensed agonizingly into the metal cage and… “AAAAAGGHH!!!” – the airman screamed, when a vicious electric jolt went through his cock and his balls, instantly blocking his orgasm and forcing it to retract into the his groin.

“Aaahhh! Shit!! It hurts as hell!!” – he yelled again, feeling sore even if the jolt had ended. Barry had got what he wanted, and gave free rein to his lust, fucking the bound man’s ass in earnest, until his body stiffened and he growled: “Fuck yeah!!”, filling the ravaged hole with gallons of sperm. When done, he backed up, shaking the last drops of sperm over Stewart’s body, and got off the bed.

~ Repressed lust, forbidden orgasms ~

All the eyes turned to Kale, the only man who still didn’t punish the guilty master. He looked at them, then reached the bound man’s wrists and untied them. Stewart, along with all the other men, looked puzzled at the tanned Hawaiian.

“My punishment is different, Stu” – he explained – “As I said, you let your lust govern your actions, thus hurting your boy. Now you will learn how to keep your lust under a strict control, or you will hurt yourself. Until tomorrow morning, you will wear this cock cage, that has a special function you still don’t know…”.

Kale pushed a switch on a little remote command. “What…??” – Stu exclaimed, when he felt a gentle, erotic surge of current flowing through his balls and cock. Slowly, the surge raised in intensity, making his cock grow painfully into the tight confinement. The electric stimulation was wildly, irresistibly erotic! Stewart groaned, for the intense pleasure spreading through his manhood, and for the pain of the cage crushing down his throbbing erection.

Instinctively, the airman’s hand moved to the cock, providing an additional stimulation to the engorged meat. “No!” – Kale hastened to say, but it was too late: with his hand, Stewart had already brought himself on the verge of the orgasm. “AAAGGHH!!” – he yelled, when the cock cage shocked the trapped cock with a sudden jolt of electricity, making the climax forcefully subdue.

“I strongly advise you not to ever touch yourself, Stu” – Kale instructed – “or you see what may happen. The chastity device will keep you constantly aroused, and several times a day (and night, too!) it will almost bring you to orgasm, but it’ll never let you find relief”.

The electric pressure over the man’s cock grew in intensity, and Stu moaned loud, forcing himself to keep his hands off his groin. “I’m about to cum… No! I must not! Shit! NNNNGGHH!”

“Restrain yourself!” – Wahkan intervened, unprepared to witness such a devious treatment – “You have the strength to do it, man!”

“This is a hard punishment to bear, Stewart,” –  Beau said, looking sideways at Kale, with a reproaching glance – “but take it like the man you are, and we’ll respect you even more than before”.

The airman exhaled with relief, when the electric current decreased to a lower level, keeping him aroused but not on the verge of exploding like before. “Tomorrow morning? These are going to be the longest hours in my life… I’d better call in sick, I can’t go to work in these conditions…”

All the man got dressed, including Stewart, nesting the wicked chastity device into his elastic underwear. He looked around the men watching him, and all of them could easily spot the overwhelming lust that fired up his eyes. The airmen rushed to his room, while Barry and Alex went back to work. Beau, now alone with Kale, couldn’t stay silent any more: “Kale, don’t you think the punishment you dished at Stewart is too hard? That wicked device is torturing him in his deepest intimacy… I don’t think he deserves it”.

“You didn’t see Hendrick, this morning…” – the counselor replied, with a sad tone – “Looking at that proud, joyful boy, sobbing desperately alone in the kitchen, with his bag waiting for him in the entrance hall, really broke my heart. He didn’t deserve that”.

“You see, Beauregard” – he continued – “we have punished Stewart, so to restore his confidence in himself and the respect from all of us, but still we haven’t mended the break between him and his boy. Trust me, and everything will be fine. For now, it’s important that Hendrick stays away from Stewart”.

“OK, you know I trust you, mon ami” – Beau said, with an uncertain grin. He left the room and headed to the attic, to meet the boys. They had to know.

~ The boys get their instructions ~

Passing in front of Stewart’s door, Beau could clearly hear moans coming from inside. He forced himself to trust Kale’s judgment and climbed the narrow spiral staircase to the attic.

Inside, he found Charlie, Rick and Chayton chatting amiably around the table, but a deep silence fell on them as soon as they saw Beau and his serious expression.

“Boys, until tomorrow late morning, I ask you to leave Stewart alone. Stay away from his room, or better, stay away from the third floor entirely. Stewart needs… his privacy in this moment. You too, Hendrick: tonight you will sleep here in the attic”.

“Charlie, you should check on Rowan: by now he’s probably awake; you and Hendrick could bring him some food and remind him that Barry awaits for him at the quarry in a few hours. This is his first day at work, so give him direction to get to the work site”.

“And you, Chayton, should probably go and assist your master: it was not easy for him and he surely would appreciate a hug… or what else you do in your room” – he concluded with a wink.

Rick had listened carefully to Beau talking about Stewart’s need for privacy, and couldn’t hide his concern: “Sir, is everything OK with Stewart? Is he hurt... or something?”

“Or something” – Beau replied. “Stay here for a moment, and I will tell you what’s going on”. Charlie and Chayton took their cue and rushed away. Beau sat at the table with Rick and told him what happened in Kale’s room, avoiding the crude details. Then, he talked about the hard trial Rick’s master was enduring in that moment, the cock cage and its wicked effects.

“Until tomorrow, when you’ll be able to see him again, he’ll probably be in a sexual frenzy: this is why you shouldn’t see him for now. That device is keeping him constantly horny, and occasionally brings him on the verge of an orgasm, but won’t let him release his tension. I won’t lie to you, Hendrick: by tomorrow morning Stewart will be insanely horny and desperate for sexual relief. It’s a hard test to endure, but he’s doing it for you: you should be proud of him”.

Rick was in pain for his master. “Sir, I don’t need him to take such a penance for me. Can you stop this punishment?”

“I could, but I won’t” – Beau replied, seriously. “You see, he needs to do this to prove his worth as a man and as a master. So, be brave like him, and tomorrow you’ll be able to show him how much you love and respect him”.

Rick sighed, accepting with some reluctance what Beau had said. He rose from his chair and decided he would better take care of Rowan’s meal, as per Beau’s instructions: it was Rowan’s first working day (or better, night) at the quarry, and he needed all the help the boys could give him.

But no one could help Stewart enduring the relentless, merciless stimulation provided by the wicked chastity device and the painful electric shocks he surely would receive whenever he couldn’t hold his orgasm any more. A very, very long night awaited him…

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