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. Kale, a Hawaiian school counselor, shows him the tender, healing power of 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. The wise Native American Wahkan teaches to Rowan how to trust another man and senses that the guy holds a great power in him. Rowan seems to come from another century, and reveals to his friends that his only school had been the old movies showed at Paul’s cinema. He then discovers the pleasure of submission during a hot bondage session with Kale. Rick explains that the Cove is a sort of shelter for all the men and the boys, including Beau. The day after, Beau reveals to Rowan the tragedy he hides in his heart and talks about the young stableman Jordan, his first love, who took his life after being raped by Joe, the black gardener, as per Beau’s father order. One night Beau, masterfully mixing love and dominance, helps Rowan overcome his greatest fears: surrendering to an older man and staying indoors after sunset. Kale’s jealousy explodes. In a restless night, the Hawaiian remembers the French Riviera and Paris, where Beau made him embrace his true nature; then, embittered, he harshly confronts Rowan, who runs away from the Cove. When Kale realizes that it was his jealousy, and not Rowan, to make Beau's love fade, he’s devastated and submits to a terrible self-punishment: he hopes to gain back Beau's love, but Beau gets hurt even more. In a last, risky attempt to save their love, Beau flies with Kale to Scotland, to Applecross House; there, they both have a hard time dealing with their inner feelings and the House itself, but in the end, Kale finds a way to rekindle his love with Beau. They’re helped by Brennan, a young valet that inspires such a deep affection to Beau that he takes him as his boy. 

Synopsys

Brennan settles in the Cove and is welcomed home by Beau and Kale with a very special "family gathering" in the attic. In the meantime, there's a steamy hot sexual encounter between Wahkan and Alex. Everything seems peaceful and joyful, but heavy thunderous clouds obscure the sky when Brennan unadvisedly gets into a painful three-some with Chayton and Charlie...

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 ≈ THE NEW KID ON THE BLOCK ≈  

~ Welcome back! ~

Hendrick jumped on his feet before even finishing reading the hurried text message that Beau had sent him: “Landed at LAX. Back home in an hour. Hungry! Love. B.”

In a couple minutes, Rick was already wearing his apron and expertly juggling pans and pots in the wide kitchen, eager to prepare a delicious brunch for Beau and Kale. The boy had missed them very much, while they were on their trip to Scotland.

Before leaving, Beau had warned everyone at the Cove that he would have cut off any communication while away. It wasn’t a leisure trip, he needed to make things straight with Kale… one way or the other, and to do so he needed to step out of the Cove, to temporarily shut everything out and rely only on his own strength.

«And that Applecross House, too…» – Rick thought, frowning, while efficiently cutting and peeling fresh fruit. He didn’t really get a grip on what problem Beau had with that remote property of his family, but he sensed that the blond boss was very nervous about visiting again Applecross House.

And then, what happened there between Beau and Kale? Rick couldn’t even imagine the couple splitting, just like he couldn’t imagine a Cove without either of them. His mind sternly refused to acknowledge the chance that in Applecross the two lovers might have come to the end of their relationship, though at the bottom of his heart he had a frightful chill. True, he had never seen Beau so cold about Kale: clearly, the counselor’s jealousy for Rowan [1] and even the absurd self-punishment he had dished at himself [2] had broken something into Beau’s heart.

Rick finished preparing the brunch and went to the living room, where all the men and the boys of the Cove had gathered to welcome back the man they all acknowledged as the leader of the house, and the gentle counselor they all deeply loved. Rowan, too, had given up to his much needed morning sleep to be there, but he stayed nervously in a corner of the room, uncertain about Kale’s reaction at seeing him there.

The men tried to sound joyful and happy for the couple to arrive, but their eyes were veiled with worry: they had got no news from them for an entire week, and all of them nursed fond hopes that the two long-time lovers could have found a way to renew their mutual bond.

All the voices trailed off when they heard a car halting in front of the Cove. They turned to the wide double door when it slowly opened and a smiling Kale entered the living room, followed by Beau… hand in hand with a handsome black-haired kid who nervously flashed his eyes around the room.

“Gentlemen…” – the blond boss said, beaming with pride and happiness – “…let me introduce to you my boy Brennan!”.  Many mouths sagged open and gasped with surprise: Beau had a boy!

“While here is someone…” – Beau continued, grabbing Kale by his waist – “…you all know well: my wonderful, beautiful, brave lover Kale!”  He turned to the Hawaiian and gave him a deep, blatantly passionate kiss.

A cheerful ovation exploded in the room. All the men rushed to hug Beau and Kale and shake hands with Brennan. “Welcome to the Cove, Brennan!” – they all said in turn, eager to know who he was, how he became Beau’s boy and – in Barry’s case – how sweet would be fucking his beautiful bubble butt.

“It’s been a very long trip, and we’re hungry!” – Beau said aloud at one point, giving an affectionate glance to Rick – “Let’s move to the dining room where, I’m sure, Hendrick has prepared a delicious brunch for us!”

The whole group moved to the dining room, except for Kale. He turned around and walked to Rowan, who was almost hiding in a corner of the room. He got closer to the guy and lowered his eyes, nervously shifting his weight from foot to foot: “I don’t think I’ve never done in my life anything more stupid and mean than yelling at you those horrible things…” – the Hawaiian said in a contrite tone – “I don’t know why I said that, causing you so much trouble… I’m so angry with myself that I’d slap my own face!”

“Don’t you dare!” – Rowan breathed in chocked whisper, throwing his arms around Kale’s neck with desperate intensity and holding his head against his own shoulder, like a father with his boy – “Don’t you dare! You… you don’t have the right to harm anyone, including yourself!”

Rowan was like that, Kale thought, nesting into the guy’s loving arms: no void words of forgiveness, no long speeches, just a brief sentence that, as usual, went right to the heart, with the force of a stab but the power to heal the wounds. Kale’s eyes, forcefully pressed against Rowan’s shoulder, brimmed with tears, as well as Beau’s, who was looking at them from the dining room archway.

~ Beau’s boy ~

When they all were sit around the dining table, Beau stood up, having all the voices trail off as usual, out of respect for his commanding presence.

“I’m sure you all want to know something about Brennan, but I don’t want him to feel embarrassed” – he said, giving an affectionate glance at his boy – “so I’ll just tell you the bare essentials. He was born and raised in Applecross, Scotland, and he just turned eighteen. And he is… one of us” – he added, with emphasis, looking around to the men and boys sitting at the table. “He had his share of troubles, just like all of us, and I’m sure that for him, too, the Cove will be a safe shelter, a place where he will find friendship, love and guidance.”

“Scotland is quite different from California” – he continued – “and Applecross House, where Brennan has lived so far, is… definitely different from the Cove (‘You can say it aloud’, Kale murmured, making Beau giggle) so please be kind to Brennan and don’t shock him… too much!”

Everyone laughed at Beau’s words and cheered at Brennan, who blushed for having all the eyes on him, until Beau raised again his hand. “I still feel weird saying so, but Brennan is my boy, and I’m deeply fond of him, I… love him in a way that was totally unknown to me. It’s both thrilling and frightening: Stewart, Alex and Wahkan surely know what I’m talking about.”

“And there is another thing that I still feel weird to say…” – he said, turning to Kale, sitting beside him – “Kale, I love you, I’m in love with you, and I should have told you long ago. We are, and always been, lovers, as this wise kid here (he pointed at Brennan, who smiled shyly) never ceases to remind us. We belong to each other. Again, for me this is both thrilling and frightening, but now I’m not afraid any more to admit it with myself.”

Listening to Beau’s words Barry tensed and asked nervously: “But if you two belong to each other, then Kale… and I… I mean…”

Beau smile widely: “Don’t worry, Barry, this is still the Cove, and nothing can change that. Kale, Brennan and I have a special bond that ties the three of us, this is undeniable: as Kale said, we are a little family, now; but a family that lives in the Cove… with all that that entails!”

Among the knowing giggles, Barry sighed with relief and gave a long, blatantly lustful glance at Kale, who looked back at him with eyes sparkling with desire. “And now, enough talking!” – Beau said, sitting down and helping himself a generous portion of scrambled eggs – “Bon appétit!”

~ Family gathering ~

The meal was boisterous and joyful. After a week of uncertainty, the entire Cove could breathe a sigh of relief, seeing the blond leader and the tanned counselor more in love than ever. And the unexpected arrival of Brennan as Beau’s boy had been a wonderful surprise.

After lunch, Beau and Kale showed to Brennan the house and climbed to the attic. “This will be your room” – Beau said to his boy, entering the spare room of the suite – “Of course I had no idea that you would have come to live here, and the furniture is quite basic, as you can see, but we’ll fix that pretty soon. But for tonight…” – he continued, going back to the main room – “…my bed will do fine for the three of us.”

Brennan beamed with anticipation, knowing that soon he would be in the same bed with both his gorgeous master and his gentle lover. His hands feverishly moved to unbutton Beau’s shirt, and he had already undone most of it when he finally asked: “May I help you undress, sir?”.

The two men laughed out loud, soon followed by the boy, and in a matter of seconds all the three were sprawled on the bed, naked, in a tangled intertwinement of arms, legs, tongues and fingers.

~ Double team ~

At one point, Beau scrambled up and sat on the bed, with his back against the headboard, keeping his legs spread, his hefty uncut cock proudly pointing upwards. Brennan, on all fours, asked tentatively to his master: “May I kiss it, sir?”, just like he did on the first day, while running Beau’s bath. The blond man nodded with a smile, and the boy peeled down the long foreskin and lowered his mouth on the rock-hard meat.

He held the shaft with one hand and licked and lapped the wide glans, as if the big hot cock was an ice cream, and then he opened his mouth and let the rod slide in. He pressed the cock head between the tongue and the palate, slowly bobbing his head up and down, making Beau moan softly for the delicious sensation; and then he tried to take the whole thing, lowering his head further, until the wide glans touched the back of his throat. Again, his inexperience made him gag hard, and he had to back up.

Beau was moved by the boy’s hard efforts to take the huge cock down his throat and said: “I don’t mind if you can’t take it all. Not everyone can. But if you want to try again, remember to relax your throat and breathe through your nose”.

“And here’s a trick:” – Kale added from behind – “Hold very tight your own thumb into your hand, it will help you stop the gag reflex”. Brennan nodded, looked again at the big cock with determination and lowered again his mouth. When the cock touched the back of his throat he stopped, breathing through his nose, curled his fists around the thumbs as suggested… and went to gold. When his nose was firmly pushed against Beau’s blond pubes, the boy rose his gaze and looked at his master, his eyes shining with pride.

“That’s my boy!” – he exclaimed, equally proud; and soon he couldn’t do anything but moan and groan for the pleasure, because Brennan started moving his head back and forth, heavily stimulating the sensitive cock with his tight throat.

Brennan’s heart pounded hard, excited to have finally taken all his master’s cock in his mouth; and his heart pounded even harder when he felt two greasy fingers slowly intrude into his nether portal.

Unwilling to neglect his master, he didn’t change position, and silently enjoyed the fingers sliding back and forth into his inner recesses, caressing the tender lining and sending shivers of pleasure through his whole body. When the fingers went deeper and pressed on his joy nut, he let out a chocked scream and his hard cock, pointing downwards between his legs, burped out a streak of pre-cum.

Kale played with the boy’s ass for a while and then greased up his own cock with copious lube and looked at Beau, who silently nodded his consent. He pressed his cock head against the boy’s sphincter and felt it relax and open up for him. Brennan was not a virgin any more, but still he had been fucked very few times and his tender ass was still inexperienced, so Kale took any possible effort to ease his cock inside with utmost gentleness.

Brennan’s chocked moans of pleasure reassured him, and he started pumping in and out, with increasing speed, caressing the boy’s back and lowering his hands to play with his nipples.

The boy was in heaven, with his master’s cock in his mouth and Kale’s in his ass. He felt the pleasure building up into his groin and his balls tightened up, almost on the verge of the orgasm. He raised his head for a moment and moaned: “Oohh… sir! I’m close… I’m so close, sir…”

“Don’t cum!” – Kale said sternly, pulling his hard cock out of the tender ass – “Save it for your master. We’re both here to pleasure him…” – he concluded, glancing to the blond boss with a rascal smirk.

~ A pact is sealed ~

Under Beau’s surprised eyes, he got off the bed and pulled Brennan to him. The Hawaiian turned around the boy, grabbed him from his thighs, just below the bulging ass cheeks, and bodily lifted him in the air, holding his legs apart.

Brennan found himself basically sitting on Kale’s hands, with his back leaning against the counselor’s chest, in a position of obvious offer. “Is this your boy, sir?” – Kale asked formally to Beau, who sternly replied: “He certainly is, and will always be!”.  “Then come take possession of him, sir, and seal your dominion over him!”

Beau, amused and thrilled by the unexpected twist introduced by Kale, jumped off the bed and looked lustfully to the tight puckered hole so openly offered to him and got closer, until his cock gently rested on the quivering sphincter. He looked at the boy, who was ecstatic: his master was about to ‘take possession’ of him!

“Brennan” – Kale said formally – “Do you accept this man as your master and promise to respect and obey him?”  Brennan looked straight at Beau and got lost into his deep blue eyes and breathed: “Now and forever, sir…”

“Then so be it…” – Beau said softly, while his long cock entered inch by inch the tender ass and then started pounding harder and harder. The boy felt like he was melting, locked between Kale’s strong arms and Beau’s hard pole. The hot meat reached deep into his guts, titillating and stimulating him more than he could bear, and after a while he knew he couldn’t resist a minute more.

“Sir… I need to cum… Please sir, I can’t hold it anymore!” – he pleaded, and Beau replied with a hint of wickedness: “Wait. You can’t cum before your master!”.  But then, spotting in his boy’s eyes a desperate determination to repress an irrepressible orgasm, he gave in: “Here it comes, mon garçon! Oui! Oui… Aaaaahh!!”

Both cocks exploded at the same time. Thick ropes of manly juice flooded Brennan’s ass and powerful jets of boyish juice showered his torso, sealing the mutual pact between master and boy. “Now and forever…” – Beau panted, when the orgasm, at long last, ended. “Now and forever, sir…” – Brennan replied, with ecstatic eyes.

Kale put the boy back on the ground and threw himself on the bed, panting for the exertion: “I’m exhausted, but it was worth the pain!”. Beau looked at Kale’s hard cock and said to Brennan: “Kid, we have to relieve the pain of this man, so brave and proud (‘and gorgeous’, he added in a lower voice)”.  “We surely must, sir!” – the boy replied, with a wide smile.

~ Tender onslaught ~

Master and boy lay on both sides of the tanned counselor and started caressing him everywhere: twenty fingers twisted his nipples, caressed his pecs, traced the hard ridges of his abs, cupped his balls, tickled his anus and sneaked into his hole, reaching his sensitive prostate. “Aaahh… Nnngghhh!!!” – Kale moaned loud, capitulating under the tender onslaught. He tossed his head from side to side, groaning and whining, overwhelmed by the restless fingers titillating and stimulating all his sensitive spots at once… except one!

Beau pointed with his eyes Kale’s throbbing cock and silently nodded to Brennan, who opened wide his mouth and engulfed the hard rod. He bobbed his head up and down a couple times and then backed up, giving way to Beau, who did the same.

“Owww… fuck…! AAHH!!” – the Hawaiian screamed, unable to resist to the two hot mouths quickly alternating on his engorged cock and the countless fingers playing his body like a piano – “I’m about to cum… yes… yesss… NOOO!!!”

Kale screamed with frustration when, at Beau’s signal, mouths and fingers were suddenly withdrawn by his writhing body. “Please… Please let me cum… Finish me off! I beg you!” – he moaned, in a sexual desperation. Beau lowered his head to one side of Kale’s throbbing cock and looked deeply at his boy: “Kiss me…” – he whispered, and Brennan locked his lips over Beau’s, trapping Kale’s cock head between their mouths.

Their tongues searched each other and fought a harsh battle, while Kale’s glans was helplessly caught in the crossfire. Kale, already aroused over any possible limit, was forcefully pushed over the edge by the incredible sensation of the two tongues dancing on his sensitive manhood, and the erotic view of master and boy kissing hungrily over his cock. His entire body stiffened and he held his breath, until… “Yeeeeeaaaaahhh!!!!” – he screamed, feeling the first of many shots of sperm firing out of his cock into the two locked mouths.

Beau and Brennan slurped and shared Kale’s juice back and forth into their mouths, while the Hawaiian went on moaning and spurting like there was no tomorrow. Slowly, his moans turned to ragged pants and finally master and boy released the sensitive cock.

Kale looked at them with crazy bug eyes: “You two… you two… are something else! Never… never in my life… Wow!” – he muttered, and he suddenly crushed under the weight of his blond lover and the handsome boy, in a joyful tangle of limbs and mouths.

~ Explanations ~

“So, Brennan, what’s your first impression of the Cove and the men living here?” – Beau asked after a while, lazily resting on the bed with Kale and the boy. “You all seem very close to each other” – Brennan replied – “like old friends”.

“We’re something more than just friends…” – Kale explained – “We all love each other… in a sense”.  The boy frowned, puzzled, and Beau intervened: “Do you remember when I said that a man has a heart big enough to have a lover and a boy? Well, a man can actually have a lover, a boy and also have sex with other men. And a boy like you can have a master, a lover, and one or more fuck buddies. But never, never outside of the Cove, Brennan! This is the first and most important rule. Never outside the Cove!”

The boy nodded, seriously, frowning even more. “But… does this mean that I have to make love with all those men, if they ask me, sir?”

“Only if you want!” – Kale exclaimed – “Here is the second most important rule of the Cove: No one can ever force you to do something you don’t want to! And besides, the senior men wouldn’t ever ask you for sex without your master’s permission.”

“Let me get it straight, sir… Boys with boys is OK, man with men is OK, man with boys only with the master’s permission. Correct? And never outside the Cove”.  Kale laughed: “You nailed it!” – he exclaimed, and then he became more serious – “But is this OK with you, Brennan?”

“I… guess so, sir” – the boy replied, pensive – “If you don’t mind seeing Beau having sex with other men, I don’t mind, either”. Brennan turned to Beau: “But will you and Kale still make love to me… every now and then, sir? I mean… the men downstairs were all so gorgeous!”

Beau held his boy in a tight bear hug: “Of course we’ll make love, kid!” – he said, and then held him at arm’s length – “And our love will always be special, because with the other men and boys we can have fun, but the three of us are family! Speaking of which, kid, you and Kale can always do whatever you want, without asking for my permission.”

At last, Brennan face distended in a contented, joyful smile: “I love you so much, sir! And of course you too, sir, can do with Kale whatever you want without asking for my permission…” – Brennan gasped for the silliness of his statement – “…that of course no one would ever ask for…!”

They all burst in laughter, and once more three naked bodies rolled joyfully on the bed hugging and kissing each other.

~ Alex gets challenged ~

While the ‘little family’ was laughing merrily in the attic, two floors below, in Alex’ room, Barry and Alex were laughing, too. “I can’t believe you really did it!” – the rugged worker said. “Cross my heart and hope to die!” – the bulky guard replied, laughing – “Beau was standing there, barely covered with a towel, and when I abruptly tore my briefs down, he lost his load! [3]”

“I know how to get the most out of my body, man!” – Alex continued – “I’m sure I can make anyone in this house fall for me and let me fuck them in the ass, anytime!”

“Anyone in this house, uh?” – Barry questioned, skeptical, and the guard added with a knowing wink: “Apart from you, of course… Name one! And don’t name one of the boys, because I can make them cream their pants three times in a row without even get naked…”

“OK, here’s the deal: I name a senior man of the house, and if you can fuck him in the ass on the spot, my ass is grass! But if you fail, I’ll give you one of my legendary fucks… in front of your boy Charlie!”

“Deal!” – Alex exclaimed, shaking hands with Barry. “Now, who’s the lucky man?”

Barry made a dramatic pause, grinned mischievously and said: “Wahkan”.

If Alex had any doubt of failing, he didn’t show it: his confident grin grew even wider. Still, the challenge was a hard one: Wahkan was the ever-top alpha man of the Cove; as far as they knew, he had been fucked in the ass only once, by Barry, but back then the Sioux was in too a tight bondage to refuse… [4]

Alex stood up, went to the wardrobe and picked his guard uniform. He started wearing it and Barry asked cheekily: “Are you going to arrest him?”.  “I don’t need handcuffs” – Alex replied confidently – “This is just my secret weapon…”

When ready, Alex headed to the door, turned to Barry and said: “Help yourself a beer from the fridge, it won’t take long…” – and off he was.

~ The Sioux vs. The Guard ~

Alex walked to the end of the long corridor and knocked on Wahkan’s door. He felt hornier than ever, powerful and sexy: he couldn’t fail!

“Come in!” – a grave voice said from inside, and Alex opened the door. “My friend!” – Wahkan said, pleasantly surprised. He was probably about to do one of his mysterious rituals, as he was wearing his traditional costume: a narrow, long fur loincloth, a braided armband, a necklace with a blackened animal tooth and a pendant earring with a bird feather – “What can I do for you?”

Alex didn’t answer. He closed the door behind him and looked lustfully at the Sioux, who stood still, puzzled. When the guard began unbuttoning his shirt, Wahkan said: “Hey man, I… I don’t know what you have in mind but…”. Alex noticed that his tone was not as confident as he probably wanted it to sound and interrupted him: “Just watch. Watch me, man.”

He undid the last buttons and slowly opened the shirt, revealing the sparkling white t-shirt underneath. When he pulled the shirt out of the pants and let it fall behind his back, Wahkan gulped dry: “Listen, Alex, I… I don’t think…”

But again, Alex silenced him: “I said watch me.” Wahkan glanced back at him with a fierce look in his eyes, but stood silent.

Alex’ t-shirt was so tight that his muscles were clearly outlined, and the guard noticed the man’s eyes fixating on his meaty nipples pointing out under the straining fabric. The guard looked lasciviously Wahkan’s long, powerful legs and then his eyes luxuriated on the bulge hidden under the heavy loincloth. He caressed his own nipple with one hand, massaged his own bulge with the other and let out a low growl of pleasure, and he was rewarded by an obvious flicker of the furry cloth.

Alex slowly raised his t-shirt, revealing one by one the sculpted abs, and then the bulging mounds of his pecs; when the fabric brushed against his nipples, setting them free, the guard growled again, and the heavy loincloth quivered once more.

The t-shirt was quickly tossed on the floor and Alex started unbuckling and unbuttoning his pants. When he opened the fly, Wahkan opened his mouth but no sound came out of it. The pants fell down and Alex stepped out of it, making his big bulge, packed into his tight with briefs, shift from side to side. With both hands he grabbed the waistband of his briefs, gave a blatantly lascivious glance at the gasping Sioux and then, abruptly, he tore the underwear down, making his huge cock and his hefty balls bounce free.

Wahkan let out a chocked moan and suddenly stood tall, trying to control himself; in a last effort to reaffirm his superiority, he resorted to his ancient knowledge and gazed deep into Alex’ eyes. And that was his mistake, because he was suddenly overwhelmed by the pure, unrestrained, animal lust that burned deep into the guard’s eyes.

“Aaaahh…” – the Sioux moaned loud, while his cock sprang to a full erection so quickly that it hurt. His heavy loincloth couldn’t conceal any more the man’s arousal. “Wh…What do you want from me…?” – he stuttered, but he already knew the answer. “As you often say, Wahkan…” – Alex said, stepping out of his briefs and getting closer to the Sioux with his cock rock hard – “…words are useless!”

With a swift move, Alex pushed him down onto the bed. The warrior fell on his back on the mattress, and his arms rested at the sides of his head. The long loincloth fell sideways, leaving the Sioux’ hard cock and his ass in full view. The guard threw himself over him and pinned both his wrists down with one strong hand, while with the other he raised the man’s legs, pointing his own hard rod to the helpless ass.

~ Submission vs. Surrender ~

When his cock pressed against the almost inviolate anus, Alex felt that the man was clenching it hard, in a desperate effort to avoid the unavoidable. “You’re defeated, Wahkan. Your body betrays your mind! Submit to me. If you willingly let me in, I will be merciful.”

Wahkan stiffened for a moment and then said gravely: “You fought bravely and honestly and won the battle, man. I submit to your power. What I have most precious is yours”. Alex felt the tight sphincter relax and open up, ready to be violated.

The guard backed up, releasing the man’s arms, but the Sioux didn’t move: he had submitted, and no restraint was needed for him to keep his commitment. Alex, too, had promised to be merciful, and therefore reached to the nightstand, where a jar of lubricant was lying, and dipped his fingers into the slimy fluid. He greased thoroughly his own cock, knowing that Wahkan was almost a virgin, and pressed again the greasy cock on the men’s ass. But then he stopped.

“Wahkan” – he said seriously – “I would never do to you anything against your will. I just wanted you to fall for me. I can stop now and go away, I really mean it. I didn’t come to hurt you in any way”.

The Sioux shook his head and said proudly: “You’re an honorable warrior, Alex. Please, don’t humiliate me by making my shameful defeat useless. Take what is now yours!”

Alex pushed his cock against the tight anal ring, and felt it relax, letting him in. He eased his cock all the way in with utmost respect and gentleness, and he was rewarded by the grateful expression painted on Wahkan’s face and the long moan of pleasure he couldn’t restrain. Slowly at first, and then ramping up the pace, the bulky guard drove his big cock in and out the dark-skinned man’s tender ass.

If Wahkan expected a violent, humiliating ransacking of what he had most precious, he had to think again, because Alex was so tender and respectful that Wahkan could enjoy the intense fuck while keeping his pride intact.

With long, exquisite thrusts, Alex drove his hefty cock down to the farthest depths of Wahkan’s fiery hole, reaching his inner sphincter and gently forcing it open. Wahkan shivered with pleasure and in that moment he completely and totally surrendered to the powerful guard.

For the first time in his life the wise Sioux understood the deep difference between submitting to a man’s superior power and surrendering to a man’s overwhelming love; Alex, fucking him, was not a winner humiliating him, but an equal sharing his pleasure with him.

“I’m close, Wahkan” – Alex said in a hoarse voice, recoiling and moving his hand toward the Sioux’ cock – “Let me give you the pleasure you deserve”. Wahkan nodded with a proud smile and Alex’ strong hand curled around the man’s long cock.

Soon Wahkan moaned loud: “Cum into me, man, share your pleasure with me… Aahh… Yes… AAAGGHH!!”. “Yeah man!” – Alex echoed him – “I’m cumming too… NNNGGHH!”

The guard slammed one last time his cock deep into the man’s ass, while his hand flew over his cock, and their juices flowed copiously from their enflamed manhood, turning what had begun as a trial of strength into an intense mutual exchange of delightful sensations.

When the twin orgasms subsided, Alex slowly pulled out and got off the bed, soon followed by Wahkan. The Sioux stood in front of the guard and silently unfastened his necklace; he looked straight at Alex and fastened it around his neck. “No, man, I can’t accept it!” – Alex hastened to say – “I know how much you treasure this necklace, it’s too a precious gift!”

“You see, Alex, this is not really a gift. You have won our fight, and this is your bounty. But you’re right, I treasure it very much, so I warn you: sooner or later I will come to you to take it back” – he concluded with a rascal grin.

~ Barry’s ass is grass ~

Alex went back to his suite holding his clothes, without even bothering to dress. He boldly entered the room where Barry was waiting for him and smiled wide: “Tah-dah!” – he said cheerfully, pointing at the necklace around his neck. Barry opened his eyes wide, partly for Wahkan’s surprising capitulation, and partly for the dismay of having lost his bet.

“Don’t tell me…!” – he said, in disbelief. “I tell you, man.” – Alex replied – “I fucked him in the ass, on the spot. And now, buddy… your ass is grass!”

Barry grunted, but he didn’t think for a single moment not to honour the bet. He proudly stood up, went to Alex’ bed and reclined over it, on his back, with an expression of rueful submission. The guard shook his head: “Not now, buddy, I already had more than my share of ass fucking. But keep that sweet hole of yours moist and ready!” – he laughed, helping Barry out of the bed.

In that moment, joyful laughter came from the corridor: apparently, the boys were rushing upstairs, chatting and laughing. Listening to their boyish enthusiasm, Alex smiled and a sudden idea crossed his mind...

~ Boyish brag ~

Hendrick opened his door and let Chayton, Charlie and Brennan in. It was a lazy Saturday afternoon, Stewart was out and Rick had the whole suite at his disposal to chat with his friends. The three older boys had met Brennan only few hours earlier, but they were already becoming good friends.

Actually, there was something sexual, a sort of playful tension between them: Brennan was young but very well built, and his British poise was very alluring to the American boys. On the other hand, Brennan found fascinating Rick’s manly attitude,  Chayton’s exotic features and Charlie’s irrepressible merry mood… especially after Beau had made clear that boy-on-boy sex was OK.

All the boys were clearly eager to make a good impression on their new friend and boasted about their sexual past experiences. Rick told about his former life as a toy-boy, but “casually” omitted to mention the demeaning treatment he usually got from the party guests and glossed over the terrible rape he had to suffer [5].

Charlie didn’t have to exaggerate anything when he spoke about his experience in the back room of the ‘Mighty Stud’ [6] and made everyone’s cock twitch when he recounted the double fuck he had from Alex and Kale [7]. And Chayton made Brennan gasp with surprise when he told about the time he took his master’s virginity [8].

Brennan listened to all the hot stories with wide eyes full of admiration for those boys who clearly had a lot of experience, and suddenly felt a pang of inferiority, as his master had introduced him to sex only recently.

Rick suddenly stood up and said: “I’m sorry guys, but I have a dinner to prepare. But you can stay here: Stewart is not due to come home for another couple hours”. He rushed away, leaving Chayton, Charlie and Brennan lying on the bed, joking and chatting.

“So, what about you, Brennan?” – Charlie asked – “Have you ever sucked a cock?”

“Of course I have!” – the Scottish boy replied, trying to appear as experienced as his new friends – “Do you think in Scotland we don’t have sex? I’ve sucked many cocks, and I can take them all the way down my throat!”

Brennan was obviously exaggerating, but in his little experience he sincerely believed that the gentle, slow deep-throat blowjob he had recently given to Beau was the deepest form of oral sex a man could give to another man.

“And have you ever been fucked?” – Chayton asked – “Or are you… virgin?”

“Certainly not!” – Brennan protested – “Back in Scotland they called me gille-tòine, that means ‘bottom boy’! I’ve been fucked in the ass many times!”. Again, technically speaking, he was not lying, but of course the gentle and cautious fucks he had got from his master so far had only scratched the surface of the wide world of man-on-man sex.

All the boys were getting horny, talking about sex like that, and Charlie started grabbing his growing erection through his baggy jeans. He looked at Brennan and said, trying to sound as manly as his master Alex: “Hey, buddy, all this talking about sex made me feel stoked… I’m usually the one who gives head, but I’d surely love being on the receiving end, for once. Will you suck my cock, Brennan?”

The Scottish boy felt his heartbeat pace up and stretched his hand to grab Charlie’s hard cock: “With great pleasure…” – he breathed, and soon gasped when he felt Chayton’s hand caressing his ass. “And I’d love to fuck this wonderful ass of yours… if you let me…” – the young Sioux said, in a lusty voice.

~ Spit-roast ~

Brennan looked with sparkling eyes his two new friends and felt proud to be the object of their lust. Without thinking twice, he exclaimed: “Let’s do it!” and started stripping. In a matter of minutes, all the boys were naked and their eyes luxuriated on their buddies’ toned bodies, hard cocks and swollen balls.

“On all fours!” – Charlie ordered to Brennan, and knelt in front of him, pointing his rod to the boy’s mouth. Chayton knelt behind his back and greased up his cock, massaging it with his fist until it was hard as steel.

Charlie grabbed Brennan’s head and growled: “Get ready boy!”; the Scottish guy, concealing his anxiety, opened his mouth wide, and Charlie unceremoniously shoved his whole cock all the way down his throat. Lost in his fantasy of being a powerful stud like his master, and unaware of Brennan’s exaggerations about his real experience, he started forcing roughly his cock into the boy’s sensitive throat with powerful thrusts. Brennan instinctively tried to move away, to evade the hard meat that was almost suffocating him, making him gag, but he froze when Chayton speared his ass with his rock-hard cock.

The young Scottish felt a sudden, unbearable pain radiating from his inexperienced ass, so rudely split open, and tried to scream, but Charlie’s cock stuffing his throat silenced his yell of pain.

Neither Charlie nor Chayton were aware of Brennan’s suffering, convinced as they were of the boy’s experience in both the oral and anal department. After all, he had claimed to be a renown bottom boy who had sucked many a hard cock! And so they went on, pounding hard the younger boy both ends, in a rough spit-roast that only a much more experienced man could endure.

Brennan, unable to talk, grabbed Charlie’s buttocks and squeezed them hard, trying to make him slow down, but Charlie thought he was pulling him to his mouth, so to take his cock deeper into his throat, and his face-fuck became even rougher. Chayton, too, who rarely had a chance to fuck anyone in the ass, was enjoying Brennan’s tight hole very much, and gave in to his own lust, fucking the boy senselessly.

The two older boys fucked hard, in unison, looking into each other’s eyes and feeling proud of their own manliness. Their hard cocks speared mercilessly the inexperienced boy, without noticing his teary eyes and his muffled screams of pain.

“Yeah, man!” – Chayton exclaimed at one point, feeling his balls boil with hot sperm – “I’m about to cum! Let’s do it together, buddy!”

“I’m with you, pal!” – Charlie replied with enthusiasm – “This tight throat is making me explode! Yes… Ahh… Fuck yeah!! YEAHH!!”. Charlie’s cock suddenly started pumping hot streams of semen down Brennan’s throat, while Chayton slammed hard his cock into the boy’s tender ass yelling: “Here it comes, boy! NNNGGHH!!”

Brennan felt his sore hole flooded with Chayton’s boy juice, while he was almost drowning for the copious sperm Charlie was spurting into his mouth. He chocked and bucked, trying hard to swallow the slimy fluid, and was about to lose consciousness when mercifully both cocks stopped throbbing and were slowly withdrawn from his ravaged holes.

He stood still for a moment, on all fours, gasping hard and trying to catch his breath, until suddenly the enormity of what had just happened crashed over him: he felt violated and humiliated, his ass was on fire and his throat was badly sore… and it was all his fault! How stupid he could be, pretending to be an experienced bottom boy and letting his friends fuck him both ends that way!

He felt his head spinning, tried to say something but as soon as he opened his mouth… he threw up on the rumpled bed. He burst in tears and grabbed his clothes blubbering: “Oh my god… oh my god…”. Charlie and Chayton looked at each other, puzzled, and then turned their worried eyes to Brennan rushing out of the room.

~ A terrible mistake ~

Charlie was the first to speak: “Have we hurt him? I’ve been a little rough, but he had said he knew how to take a cock!”.  Chayton agreed, but was uncertain: “Yes, he said they called him ‘bottom boy’, back at home, but… have you noticed his limp cock when he stood up?”

“What have we done, buddy?!” – Charlie exclaimed, suddenly realizing that Brennan didn’t enjoy a single moment of the spit-roast – “I need to tell my master…”

“Me too!” – Chayton echoed him, quickly dressing and getting off the bed. He ran downstairs to his suite in a frenzy, and Wahkan was alarmed to see his boy totally upset breaking into the room. “Sir! Sir! I don’t know how it happened!” – Chayton cried out incoherently, throwing himself into his master’s arms – “We have hurt him! But we didn’t know! Oh, sir! I’m so sorry! He should’ve told us!”

Wahkan held his boy at arm’s length and said seriously: “Calm down, kid! Take a deep breath and tell me what happened, starting from the beginning”. But Chayton didn’t explain. Instead, he placed his hands on his master’s face and said: “Please, sir, look into my soul and read the truth yourself. Look into my deepest intimacy, sir, I don’t care how painful it can be, I want you to know the truth!”.

The older Sioux placed his hands on his boy’s face and, making use of his ancient knowledge, delved deeply into Chayton’s mind, digging hard into his unconscious, so to avoid being misled by Chayton’s possible misunderstandings. The boy withered under the pressure of his master’s prying mind, but he put up no resistance and bravely endured the harsh intrusion into his most intimate depths.

Wahkan saw everything: the boys bragging about their sexual prowess, Brennan claiming to be an experienced bottom boy and willingly accepting to be fucked both ends, the rough spit-roast and its dramatic conclusion.

When the wise man averted his gaze, the boy trembled for the effort and whined: “We’ve hurt him…”

“I see you were sincerely convinced that Brennan was experienced enough to take it” – Wahkan said gravely, releasing his boy’s face – “and Brennan should have been wiser. But still, the poor boy’s been hurt and my heart goes out to him. I must talk to Beau and check how Brennan is doing. Wait here, I’ll be back soon.”

When Wahkan opened the door, he saw Alex coming out from his room with a concerned expression. “Charlie told me what happened” – the guard said, gravely – “I’m going upstairs to check Brennan and talk to Beau”. “I’m coming with you” – the Sioux replied, and they both climbed to the attic.

~ The tidal wave sweeps the Cove ~

They found the door ajar and saw Brennan, still naked, crying desperately, held tight by his master. Alex stepped into the room and said: “Beau! How’s the boy?”. Beau gave him a furious glance. He released Brennan and faced Alex: “How can he ever be? He’s hurt and terrified!” – the blond boss yelled angrily – “And it’s all your boy’s fault!!”

Wahkan intervened: “Beau, it’s been an accident…”. “The fuck it’s been!” – Beau roared – “Chayton and Charlie have raped my boy!!”. Alex got closer, trying to calm the man down: “Charlie told me everything, and he couldn’t know…”

“That animal has shoved his fucking cock into Brennan’s throat!” – Beau yelled, out of his mind, and shoved hard Alex, who fell heavily to the floor. The bulky guard got up and was about to attack Beau, but Wahkan got in the way and hissed through his teeth: “Alex! Restrain yourself!”

The Sioux turned around to talk to Beau, to explain him what he had read in Chayton’s mind, but he couldn’t say a single word, because as soon as he turned to the blond man, his powerful fist heavily hit him in the face, making him fall to the floor, unconscious.

Alex shouted: “You fucking moron! You wanna play hard?”, and raised his fist to hit Beau, but Brennan cried out, desperate: “Stop it! Please! It was my fault, sir! I’m the only one to blame!”, and he ran downstairs, crying loud.

They both followed him, and saw the boy rushing into Kale’s room. When they stormed in, the counselor was hugging tight the sobbing boy. He raised his eyes to the two enraged men and hissed coldly: “Whatever happened, I don’t care. Get out of my room, both of you! NOW!”

When alone with Brennan, Kale cuddled him with affection and spoke to him with soothing voice: “Shh… Shh… Everything will be fine… Don’t worry, everything will soon be fine…”

But he was not that sure. «I knew it would happen…» – he thought. Since they were on their flight back to California with Brennan, Kale knew that the Cove would have been swept by a tidal wave; and it had arrived, making the Cove shake to its roots…

“Everything will be fine…” – Kale repeated, but he was trying to convince himself, rather than the crying boy he was holding in his arms.

Footnotes and references:
[1] See Chapter 26, ~ ‘What have I done?’ ~
[2] See Chapter 27, ~ An elaborate self-punishment ~
[3] See Chapter 11, ~ Morning lust ~
[4] See Chapter 24, ~ A proud warrior is humiliated ~
[5] See Chapter 9, ~ Hendrick’s story ~
[6] See Chapter 2, ~ The ‘Mighty Stud’ ~
[7] See Chapter 19, ~ …to boldly go where no boy has gone before ~
[8] See Chapter 15, ~ A young Falcon goes hunting ~

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 (End of chapter 31 – Please proceed to Chapter 32)