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. In a last, risky attempt to save their love, Beau flies with Kale to Scotland, to Applecross House; there, they rekindle their love, helped by Brennan, a young valet that inspires such a deep affection to Beau that he takes him as his boy. Rowan is offered the unexpected chance to take revenge on his hatred stepfather by giving a furious fuck to Barry, but his satisfaction is short-lived, as he's involved in a terrible accident that temporarily impairs his ability to speak. Through a mind connection, Chayton “meets” Rowan’s Daddy and understands how deeply Rowan craved for his love... and maybe for something else. Making love to Brennan, Rowan fights and wins the fear of having inherited his daddy cruelty. Later, in a pitch-dark room, Rowan has a special “now-or-never moment” with Barry, who talk about his past life as a married man and receives an excruciating act of devotion from the guy. Alex and Barry rescue Jorell, a black homeless, and his boy LaShawn from a gang of homophobic thugs and bring them to the Cove. Jorell is actually Joe, the former gardener who raped Jordan (Beau’s first love), causing his death. Beau and Joe, with a dramatic clarification, come to terms with their past, but Beau hates himself for being obsessed by Jorell’s humongous black cock. After getting in trouble with an evil cop, Rowan learns from Alex how to submit to authority, and then makes use of all he’s learned to undergo a harsh punishment from the cop. Back at home, Kale helps the guy to focus on his natural sexual inclinations. A disease threatens the Cove, forcing Doctor Jade to declare a general quarantine.

Synopsys

The quarantine goes on, along with the creative ways used to share love and sexual pleasure across the locked-down Cove. Rowan, who already learned to love himself, now learns another lesson: how to make love to himself. And all of this happens while Rick puts an heroic effort to run the house while fighting with the disease.

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≈ VIRTUAL PLEASURE, REAL PAIN ≈

~ Morning routine ~

Hendrick woke up feeling groggy. His entire body ached, like he had done a heavy workout in the gym. He felt a wetness on his crotch, and when he looked down he realized that while sleeping he’d had a spontaneous orgasm… or multiple ones, judging by the huge amount of sperm wetting his underwear and the bedsheets.

«Jeez, I must have cum five or six times!» – he thought – «No wonder I feel like shit…». He got off the bed and took off his underwear, to have a shower, and his cock sprang up as if he’d been in chastity for a month. He looked at it in disbelief, that turned to astonishment when he realized he felt horny as hell. “Fuck, after cumming so much you still demand attention?” – he murmured to his own cock, and suddenly everything was clear for him: the bed drenched with his sperm and the persistent erection unequivocally meant he was infected.

«Fuck!» – he thought angrily – «And I have an entire house to run…!». Oblivious to his frustration and his concern, his cock twitched lustfully, and Rick growled: “No time to play, Willy! I’ll rub one out in the shower, that’s all I can do for you!”.  And he did, but it was totally useless: while dressing, after the shower, his cock stood stubbornly at full mast, so that he had to put on his underwear and pants keeping it pointed upwards, peeking out of his jeans. «Damn low-rise pants!» – he thought, nervously.

He went downstairs to the butler’s room to wear his apron, but he thought he was contagious, and he didn’t want to contaminate the food. So he wore a protective coat, the apron, a face mask from the first aid cabinet and two sets of latex gloves. Overdressed like that, in summer, in California, he felt like someone had shoved him into the oven and turned it on at max heat.

He ignored the heat, the hard-on and the horniness and went to the kitchen, but soon realized that even the simplest tasks required a great effort, overdressed like that. But he had no hesitations whatsoever: the Cove relied on him, and he had to feed them. He turned on the range and began frying eggs and bacon, while cutting the fruit for the salad. «Today they’ll settle with just this…» – he thought ruefully, suddenly realizing that his duties were quickly overwhelming him, due to his conditions.

With a fatiguing back-and-forth from the kitchen, he managed to bring a tray of food to all the men and boys. When done, he went back to the kitchen and crashed on a stool. He was exhausted! And he’d just prepared a light breakfast, so far…

He rose his eyes and saw that the kitchen was a mess. «Fuck!» – he thought; reluctantly, he slowly stood up with a sigh and started tidying up the room.

Under his protections, he was sweating profusely, and he felt his body on fire. At every movement, he felt the T-shirt scrubbing on his nipples, the underwear tickling his ass, the shirt brushing his exposed glans peeking out of the jeans, and his horniness grew to levels that he couldn’t ignore any more.

«Damn! How I’m supposed to work in these conditions?!” – he thought, determined not to give up. His mind went to Barry, who was suffering much more than him, and to the other men and boys locked in their rooms, and he found inside him the strength to go on.

He washed the dirty pans, cursing the burned crusts fiercely clinging to the metal like never before; and then he moved on to clean the table, gritting his teeth at each step, when his enflamed cock elicited jolts of uncomfortable pleasure brushing against the fabric of his shirt.

Rick strained to ignore the pressure building inside him and soldiered on, but it was a harsh battle the one he was fighting against the unnatural, overwhelming lust the disease was forcing his body to feel. He had just finished putting away the cutlery when suddenly… “Owww… NNNGGHH!!!” – he moaned loud, when a shattering climax shook his body so hard that he fell on his knees, holding his crotch.

When the spasm finally trailed off, Rick’s shoulders didn’t stop, shaken as they were from the sobs of defeat that the boy couldn’t hold any more. “I can’t do it…” – he whined, desperate – “I can’t do it…”

But his moment of desperation was brief: «I’ve endured much more than this, in my life!» – he thought resolutely, raising his head and taking a deep breath – «I just need to rest for a moment… That’s all, I just need a moment to rest. And that’s what I’m going to do… after I collect the empty trays from the rooms upstairs”.

And he stood up and slowly went back to work.

~ A special TV channel ~

Beau, totally unaware of Rick’s struggles (and his disease), put the empty tray out of his door for the boy to collect it and leisurely lay on the bed. He took the phone and called Brennan: “Bonjour mon garçon! Comment ça va?”

“Ehm… I don’t speak French, sir…” – the boy replied. “You should!” – Beau exclaimed, laughing – “You’re my boy now, and French is so beautiful…! Anyway, how’s going there?”

“I miss you, sir…” – the boy sincerely admitted – “I feel so lonely…”

“I don’t buy it, kid!” – the man said, with a knowing tone – “There’s a streak of lust in your voice… You don’t feel lonely, but horny! Right?”

“I can’t help it, sir… It must be the virus, sir! Yesterday night, chatting with the boys, I’ve cum twice, and I’m still stocked!”.  Beau giggled: “I don’t see anything unusual in that…”.  And they both laughed merrily. “Wait, I’ve got an idea, hold on for a sec…”

Beau left the phone on the bed, went to a corner of the room and took the old wi-fi security camera he had installed years before. He turned it on and it came to life. «Perfect!» – he mused, and placed the camera on the chest of drawers in front of his bed. He wore something… special under his striped pajama pants and lay again on the bed in a manly, sensual pose, putting the phone next to him, on speaker.

“Still here? Ok, turn your TV on and go to channel 997”.  The boy did as instructed and exclaimed: “Ooh! It’s you, sir! You look like… like a porn star!”  “Why, thank you” – Beau giggled – “but that’s not me: that’s an actor that looks like me, and this is a special interactive channel, because you can order him to do whatever you want!”

“Really? You mean that if I ask him, say, to pinch his own nipple and grab his crotch he will… OOOH!!” – the boy exclaimed, when he saw that the man in the movie did what he had wished, and even more, as he arched his back, closed his eyes and moaned for the pleasure he was giving to himself. “Go on, kid! He’ll do whatever you ask. Whatever!” – Beau incited, putting a special emphasis on the last word.

Brennan knew, of course, that the man in the TV was his master, but he joyfully delved into the fantasy he was conjuring for him. “I want him to take off his pajama pants!”

The man raised slightly his hips, grabbed the pants from the sides and pulled them down, inch by inch, slowly revealing a massive bulge stuffed into a loose white brief. The pants slid down a little further and then the man raised his legs to pull them off, revealing that the briefs were actually a jockstrap.

“Ooohh!” – Brennan exclaimed, and suddenly his exclamation turned into a “OOH!! OOOOOHH!!”

“Did you cum, already?!” – Beau asked, giggling. “Yes, sir…” – was the meek reply. “Ok, so I guess the show is over, we can tell the actor to go away…”  “No, sir, please!!” – the boy hastened to say – “He’s so hot! I feel so hot! And… and I want to see him massaging his bulge, squeezing it hard and making himself hard!”

Beau put a foot on the floor and bent the other leg, so to give to the boy a good look at his bulge and his naked ass; then placed an arm behind his head and used the other hand to roughly grab his own bulge, pulling the jockstrap down a couple inches, so to give a glimpse of his pubes, and tracing the length of his growing cock through the thin fabric.

His body quickly began responding to the intense stimulation, and is cock grew stiffer inside the jockstraps; he would like to strip naked, but his boy was in charge, and he hadn’t ordered to do so…

“I want him to raise his legs…” – Brennan said with a hoarse voice – “I want to see his ass open wide!”. Beau slowly did as asked, and bent his legs over his chest: «He wants to see my ass, and he will see it, all of it!» – the man thought; and with an athletic effort (considering his massive muscles) he pressed his thighs against his torso and put his elbows under his knees, locking his legs spread really wide, and forcing his buttocks to open up, revealing completely his puckered hole.

“Ooohh…” – the boy sighed, realizing that he forgot to ask the man to take away his underwear – “I wish I could see his cock and balls, too, but…”

“You mean like this?” – Beau interrupted, tearing the jockstrap up and letting his manhood to fall out of its confinement. He was rewarded by a moan coming from the phone. “Jack off” – ordered Brennan, who suddenly realized that his tone was maybe a bit too authoritarian, and added: “…please!”

~ The joys of self-love ~

By now Beau was very aroused, and started wanking his cock with one hand, while massaging his balls with the other. It had been a long time since he jacked off last time, as at the Cove he could never run short of available sexual partners; so, he reclined his head and, for once, basked in the pleasure he was giving to himself.

“Mmmhh…” – he moaned, enjoying one of the main advantages of masturbation: the ability to pace up and slow down at will, without caring of anyone but himself. His hand moved slowly on the long shaft, fully exposed to Brennan’s eyes.

“Do you think he can cum in such a position, sir?” – the boy asked with rapt voice, mesmerized by the exciting show. “I guess it’s hard to cum with the legs so widely spread” – Beau said, his voice sounding more like a moan – “but he’s a professional, a porn star, as you said, and he’ll surely do what you ask…”

Beau heard no more comments from Brennan: probably he, too, was masturbating (though, likely, in a much more comfortable position…). Beau closed his eyes and went on making love with himself.

His mind flowed freely, giving him flashes of the men of the Cove he found most attractive. Barry, with his overactive and impetuous sexuality… Kale, with his ability to offer himself totally, unreservedly… And Alex, who had a body to die for, so massive, so sexy…

Beau’s hands went on working relentlessly the hard cock, massaging the wide knob and then shifting down to the base; he moved his spare hand lower, to the completely spread anus, and started caressing it, circling the tightly shut hole, playing with the blond hair around it and pushing half a finger into the quivering sphincter.

“Yeah…” – he moaned, lost in his memories and fantasies populated by hot men; may it be for the finger into his ass, or the furtive glances that they exchanged the day before, his mind suddenly (and unexpectedly) focused on a man he barely knew, but who, after all, was very intimate with: Doc Jade!

As soon as the hot image formed in his mind, the blond boss moaned louder, feeling a jolt of pleasure running through his body. When the handsome doctor took his sperm sample, his hand felt so good in his ass, and his fingers had lingered into his tender depths a bit too long to be just a professional touch…

«He wanted my ass…» – Beau thought, fantasizing about the hot doctor – «He wanted me to cum, to cum for him, and not just for medical reasons… Yeah… He lusted for me… He surely wanted to shove his cock, and not just his fingers, into me…»

And then he mentally started stripping the handsome man: «Mmmhh… he must be so hairy, under that shirt! His chest is so toned, his white coat was straining to hold his massive pecs… And his cock! He surely must have a massive manhood… A man can’t be that self-confident if he hasn’t a big cock…»

Beau felt his own balls tightening, under the pressure of the building sexual tension. «He wanted to fuck me, because he’s so dominant, so manly… he’s a real alpha-man! But I will fuck him in the ass, not the other way around! Yeah… I will take him by surprise, while he’s fucking someone, and I’ll suddenly shove my cock into his tight, hairy ass! Nnngghhh… Yeah… He’ll gasp with surprise and even pain, as my cock is so big and his hole is not used to be penetrated… Oww… He may even be a virgin! Yeah, he’s such a top man that surely he’s never been fucked in his life! Aaaahh… But I’ll pop his cherry… yeah… I’ll split his ass by surprise… One moment he’s fucking the shit out of someone and the next moment my cock is fully buried into his virgin ass!»

“Yeah… yeah… I’ll split that tight virgin hole of yours, doc Jade!” – he said aloud, moaning, totally oblivious of the camera and Brennan watching him. He still had his legs held widely apart and it was not easy to cum in that position, but the images of the hunky, hairy doctor arching his back for the unexpected pain and pleasure of feeling a big cock unexpectedly impaling him was so hot.. so hot…

“But I won’t hurt you, doc, I’ll make you cum like never in your life… Yeah, you’ll cum hard… aaahh… your cock will explode… AAHH… Oui! Oui! AAAAAAH!!!!”. Just like Jade’s cock in his dreams, Beaus cock exploded, shooting a thick jet of sperm high in the air. His prostate started pumping furiously, and his ass, completely spread in front of the camera, tightened and relaxed rhythmically.

“Oh, sir… OH SIR!!! NNNGGHHH!!” – Brennan screamed through the phone – “You’re so sexy! Aaaahh… You’re… AAAAHHH!!”

Beau was forcibly brought back to reality, and realized that his private, intimate moment was being witnessed in every little detail by his boy, and this heightened even more his pleasure. And then he suddenly thought that anyone in the house could turn to channel 997 and watch him, completely spread in front of the camera, cumming wildly and moaning in extasy… and the idea made him moan even louder!

When his spasm finally trailed off, he disengaged his arms from under his legs and lay back on the bed, exhausted. “Well, kid? Did you like the movie?”.  Brennan was enthusiast: “Oh sir! That man has been wonderful! He’s… you are so sexy, sir! Thank you, sir! I… I love you, sir!”

“I love you too, my sweet kid” – Beau replied with warm voice – “I’d do anything for you, you know that?”.  “Me too, sir” – the boy replied, and the man could clearly hear a deep emotion exuding from his simple words. 

“You don’t feel… lonely any more, now, do you?” – Beau asked. “No, sir, not at all! I’m totally spent… I mean, I feel you near me” – Brennan corrected himself – “and I look forward to the moment I will nest into your arms again, sir… In the meantime, I’ll be fine… Don’t worry for me, sir… I… I’ll be fine…!”

Beau had to forcefully repress his overwhelming need to crash open Brennan’s door and hold tight the boy that so bravely was trying to convince him that he didn’t feel lonely. “I’m here, mon garçon, and I’ll keep my phone turned on all the time, in case you want to hear my voice. Now go clean yourself and relax”.

“But I can’t relax, sir, locked down like this! Maybe I could spend an hour in the gym… Everyone is in his room, I could go and come back without meeting anyone. It would pose no risk, sir! I really need it, sir…”

“No, Brennan” – Beau said seriously – “You’ve heard the doc: anyone of us can be unknowingly contagious. What if you meet someone else who thinks to be the only one around?”

Beau heard Rick taking the empty tray out of his door and added; “What if you meet Hendrick? He’s doing a wonderful and fatiguing job, feeding us and running the house, and we all must be thankful to him for that. We must stay locked, we have to do it for him. It’s a very small sacrifice, compared to his, isn’t it?”

“Yes, sir…” – was the meek reply – “I’m sorry, sir, you’re right. I love Rick… and I love you, sir…!” – and the phone clicked off.

~ Round Two ~

After collecting all the trays and cleaning them, Rick climbed upstairs to his room, feeling in bad need of a shower. The warm water had a soothing effect on his skin, but not on his hard dick, that apparently had no intention to go soft. The persistent erection, in the beginning, was amazing, but then it had become uncomfortable, and now it felt quite painful.

And his horniness… Oh, his entire body was on fire! Under the warm jets of water, Rick began rubbing his hands over his torso, his groin, his balls, and then, almost on their own, his fingers curled around his cock. «Just a quickie» – Rick thought, feeling already on the verge of an orgasm – «Here it comes… Yes… YES…»

The very moment his cock started erupting, Rick felt a searing pain inside him, behind his balls. He tried to resist, but he couldn’t restrain a brief scream. The pain was so deep! But his ejaculation was unstoppable, and each shot of sperm caused him a breathtaking pang of pain.

The water running over his face mixed with the tears he couldn’t hold, until, gracefully, everything stopped, leaving him panting and dizzy. He closed the water, stepped out of the shower and dried off, still shaken by the painful experience. «OK, I just have to avoid cumming. I can do it» – he soldiered on while getting dressed, thinking that he had a lunch for eleven to prepare. «Not counting me» – he considered – «as I couldn’t eat a single bite…»

He wore all his protections, took a deep breath, and opened the door leading to the second round of his fight.

~ A different kind of fight ~

Alone in his basement room, Rowan was lying naked in his bed, and was staring at his own hard, throbbing cock. He wasn’t touching it, just watching it; and though the guy stood perfectly still, he was fighting a harsh battle with… himself.

Since the early morning, he had started feeling a sensual arousal warming his body, but he paid no mind to that: he was used to keep his horniness in check. The idea of jacking off didn’t even cross his mind, as he almost never masturbated.

But the sexual tension didn’t fade away as usual; on the contrary, it built up stronger and stronger, until he understood that he had to do something about that. He stared at his throbbing cock for a while, and then moved his right hand toward it; his hand curled around the rigid shaft and began a tentative up-and-down motion. The guy felt his heartbeat pace up and his breath grow thicker and suddenly he felt deeply uneasy for what he was doing.

Immediately, his hand sprang away from his cock and he turned his head, tightening his fists for the tension. «No, I shouldn’t…» – he thought, feeling his cock throbbing hard, demanding attention from him.

Truth to be told, Rowan didn’t have a good relationship with his body and, above all, his sexuality. And who could ever blame him for that, given the traumatic circumstances that affected his sexual development from his late childhood to his teenage years!

Only once, recently, he’d felt in harmony with his body: enjoying his first gym session and its… unexpected development [1]. It was a very special moment for him, an important step in his journey, and he could take it thanks to an understanding man who could make him look at himself with different eyes.

Rowan took his phone and dialed a number. “Hey, soldier!” – Stewart’s jovial voice said at the other end of the line – “How’s going?”

“I… I need you, Stewart” – the guy replied, dropping the ‘sir’ as he usually did whenever he felt a deep connection with one of the men – “I feel so horny…”

“If you’re inviting me in your bed, I’m afraid I’m too… quarantined to be available!” – the airman laughed; but he had noticed Rowan’s tense tone and added: “It’s not that bad feeling horny, I feel horny too, all alone in my room. Probably I’m going to rub one out, later, and you should do the same…”

“I wish I could!” – Rowan whined – “But… it’s weird… I really don’t feel to! I mean, touching myself, compelling my body to feel pleasure to the point of losing control and forcing my seed out of my cock…”

“No, wait, wait… Compelling? Forcing? No, man, it’s all wrong…” – Stewart said, puzzled, and after a pause he said: “It’s about your stepfather right? You don’t have to tell me about that, I know it’s personal, but…”

“He strictly forbade me to masturbate, since I was fifteen ” – Rowan said in one breath, interrupting Stewart – “He wanted me to cum while he was… forcing himself on me, and since I resisted fiercely, he totally forbade me to give pleasure to myself, so to keep me crazy with lust, hoping to make me lose control and cum while he abused me”.

Unseen by Rowan, Stewart gulped down: «Fifteen… Fuck!» – he thought, full of anger and sorrow, picturing young Rowan, on his bed, desperate to relieve his vibrant youthful tension, but fiercely keeping his hands away from his cock. “It… It must’ve been hard…” – he murmured.

“I learned to resist. I had to. And still now, I…”

~ Rowan learns to make love to himself ~

 “OK, OK” – Stewart said resolutely, back to his usual military attitude – “Now wipe away your stepfather from your mind: it’s just you and me, in this moment. Just you and me and no one else. Now, close your eyes and listen to me. Touch your torso, your pecs, your nipples. Tell me what you feel, describe your sensations…”

“It’s… weird” – Rowan confessed – I feel my own hand exploring my body, caressing my skin and… nnnghh… my nipples are so sensitive…!”

“Good. But what I meant was: describe what you feel under your hand”.

“Oh! Well… My pecs are hard and the cleft between them is inviting… There’s a bit of body hair, there, and it’s beautiful playing with it. And my nipples are stiff and jutting out: pinching them and… owww… rolling them between my fingers is so exciting, they are tender and firm at the same time… And if I lower my hand to my belly I feel my abs tightening under my palm…”

“It’s a loving hand, isn’t it? It is not attacking your body, it’s caressing it, respectfully, playfully, right?”

“Yes!” – Rowan replied, almost surprised that Stewart had guessed the light, playful way he was touching himself – “It’s a beautiful sensation, feeling my body under my palm…”

“Do you remember what you told me you had learned, that day at the gym?” – Stewart asked, and Rowan widened his eyes, suddenly remembering what he’d finally understood looking at himself into the big mirrors of the gym: “That the most important person in my life, the one I owe most and the one I most have to care for, is myself…”

“That’s it! You must take loving care of yourself. And you felt how loving your hand can be, when touching your body… Go on, caress your belly, brush your caring palm on your thighs, feel your body shiver with pleasure under your touch…”

“Mmmhh…” – Rowan moaned softly, while his hand tenderly played with his most sensitive body spots, gently brushing his inner thighs up to his ball sac, playing with his pubes and scratching his nipples.

“Feel your body, Rowan… Listen to its pleas…” – the airman insisted – “No one better than you can take care of your body… Love it… Grab your cock, Rowan… Make love to it…”

“Aaaah…” – Rowan sighed, when his palm tightened around his hard rod and started a slow massage along its entire length, from the knob to the base and back again. Stewart stood silent for a while, giving time to the guy to bask into the pleasure.

“You feel it, don’t you?” – the airman asked after a while with soothing voice. “Yesss….” – Rowan breathed – “Ooohh… It’s beautiful… I’m so close… so close…”

“Do it, Rowan… Let it go… Feel the love you’re giving to yourself…”

Rowan felt his groin tense, his balls grip to the base of the cock; his hand sped up, like his breathing: “Yes… yes… I need it so much… aaahh…” – the guy panted in a crescendo of sexual tension – “I’m about to cum… yes… oww… NNNNGGHHH!! No! Noo!”

With a desperate effort, Rowan stopped his hand and let go of his cock a second before his climax could explode. “OOWWWW! No! I can’t! I can’t!” – he groaned loud, missing the pleasure he had so abruptly denied to himself. “I can’t, Stewart…” – he repeated, with a desperation in his voice that left Stewart gasping, speechless, for a moment.

“Silence!” – the airman said in an authoritarian tone, regaining his usual attitude – “This is bullshit! You’re a man, Rowan, and nothing can stop a man from having a much needed orgasm, not even your daddy, fuck him!!”

He softened his tone and added: “You feel still horny, don’t you?”. “It’s killing me, Stewart…” – Rowan whined.

“Ok, what were you thinking about while jacking off?”

“Nothing…” – Rowan replied, tentatively – “I was just concentrating of the physical sensations I was giving to myself…”

“Yes, that’s very important, giving to your body what it needs…” – Stewart stated – “But don’t forget your mind… I could conjure a fantasy for you, like last time, but you need to do it yourself, this time: let your mind fly… Every man you know and have known in your life is eager to put up a show for you… Just think about them and picture them in your mind, and they will fulfill your most secret dreams…”

Rowan closed his eyes and his hand moved again to his groin and took hold of his cock, that hadn’t lost even a fraction of its stiffness.

“Maybe Beau? He’s so hot…” – Stewart suggested – “He has the body of a bodybuilder, but he’s so elegant, so refined…”.  “Mmmhh… yes…” – Rowan moaned, thinking at Beau – “and his cock can send you to heaven…”. A vivid memory of the night when Beau owned him with firm authority and sweet love [2] appeared behind Rowan’s closed eyes. But this was a fantasy, his hidden fantasy, and the memory of Beau penetrating from behind faded into the image of Beau lying on his back, his long uncut cock standing proud between his legs, while Rowan slowly straddled the man’s hips and impaled himself on the hot meat rod. “Ooohh… Yes… make me feel it, Beau…” – he murmured, dreaming of riding the man like he’d never done with anyone in his life.

“Or Kale…” – the airman said from the phone – “…with his lean and sculpted surfer body… And his slanted exotic eyes…” 

“Oww… he’s so sensible… but so wicked, too!” – Rowan replied, suddenly remembering the extremely hot bondage session they underwent together [3] – “Aaahh… And his ass… mmmhh… his ass is something else…!”. Again, in the guy’s mind, memories and fantasy melted, and this time it was Rowan the one who ravaged Kale’s hole with a long dildo, while forcing one, two, three orgasms out of his throbbing cock! “Mmmhh…” – Stewart heard the guy moan through the phone – “Cum for me, Kale! Yeah, cum another time for me… aaahh…”

~ A surprising orgasm ~

Stewart waited for Rowan to be totally enthralled in his loving masturbation and said with a deep voice: “And then there’s Barry… He’s so…”

“AAAGGHH!!” – Rowan screamed, his cock suddenly erupting a massive amount of white cream. At the mere mention of Barry’s name, Rowan’s mind drew a vivid and richly detailed image of the rugged worker… The vast expanse of his chest, covered with a thick layer of black hair… Two firm, meaty nipples proudly jutting out of the bulging pecs… A long, hard circumcised cock as thick as a can of bear… And those eyes… Those pale blue eyes blazing like a laser, filled with an overwhelming animal lust…

Rowan’s hand didn’t stop while his cock pumped the apparently endless juice painfully filling his groin: “NNNGGHH!!” – he groaned, lost in his orgasmic dream where Barry, wearing only a lascivious smirk, climbed on his bed growling ‘I know you want it, kid…’

“Oww… Barry… Barry…” – Rowan moaned loud, while the hairy, strong man, in his fantasy, forcefully raised his legs, held them up and apart, and unceremoniously shoved his big cock all the way into his tender, vulnerable ass, yelling ‘Take it, kid! Take your daddy’s cock!’.

“AAAHHH!!” – Rowan screamed one last time, almost feeling the fullness of the big member filling his hole, until his mind-blowing orgasm, at long last, trailed off and his hand slowed down and let go of his spent cock.

Stewart, unseen by Rowan, flashed a knowing smile: he had guessed that the guy, after all, lusted for the rugged man. «Who wouldn’t?» – he thought, picturing himself the sexy worker. The airman knew that Rowan, after his orgasms, needed a couple minutes to catch his breath, and stood silent for a moment, smiling at himself. But his condescending expression faded into a puzzled frown when he heard Rowan moaning, a moment before losing consciousness: “Barry… Barry… Daddy…!”

Stewart was by no means a fine psychologist and didn’t pay a great attention to the guy’s last words; all he wanted was to give him the help he’d asked for. And so, after a couple minutes of silence, he said with warm voice: “Feeling better?”

“Yes, sir” – Rowan replied, shifting back to the ‘sir’ – “Much better. And I’m not just talking of my body…”.

“Taking care of your yourself is important, Rowan; you owe to yourself, in the first place. Whatever happened in your past, whatever you feel now, nothing can be more important than loving yourself. Besides, it wasn’t that bad, was it?” – Stewart giggled.

“Thank you so much, sir” – Rowan replied with a deep affection in his voice – “If you were here, I… I’d hug you! And I don’t care how ‘lovey-dovey’ it would be!”

They both laughed and the airman eventually said with a seducing tone: “See you soon, soldier, and stand by: I clearly remember you inviting me in your bed and I’m too ‘an officer and a gentleman’ to turn you down…”.  And the line was dropped.

Rowan smiled and got off the bed, took a towel and dried himself off, amazed by the amount of sperm his cock could spurt all over his body. He was about to enter the shower when he heard a chocked scream and a loud crash coming from the first floor. “Hendrick!” – he thought, in alarm. He immediately picked up his phone and dialed Rick’s number; he heard Rick’s phone ringing upstairs, but no one answered…

~ Hendrick gives up ~

After his shower and his agonizing ejaculation, Rick had soldiered on and had gone back to work: he had promised to feed the quarantined men and for the tough guy failing was not an option.

«I just have to be careful» – he thought resolutely, thinking back at his toy-boy days [4] – «I know how to hold back an orgasm!».

He went to the kitchen and in the following two hours he worked hard, sweating profusely under his heavy protections and fighting his urge to cum. Several times he had to stop working, brace himself on the kitchen table and take deep breaths, so to subdue his impending orgasm.

Somehow, he managed to prepare the meal and started filling the elaborate metal tray he always used for Beau. It wasn’t a refined lunch: just mac and cheese, grilled vegetables and a meat casserole found in the fridge, but still it was a miracle he could prepare everything in his conditions.

He picked up Beau’s heavy tray and sighed, fearing in advance the long, torturous ascent to the attic awaiting him. He crossed the kitchen, and at each step he felt his clothes brush over his oversensitive manhood, making his heart beat faster. He got to the archway leading to the dining room and paused, heaving, on the verge of an unwanted climax.

«Fuck! Fuck!!» – he thought angrily, while the pressure in his groin slowly lowered. As soon as he felt he could control his body again, Rick started walking again, but when he entered the living room he made a sudden movement to catch a fork that was about to fall out of the tray… and he lost it.

He felt his cock throb uncontrollably, all his muscles tensed and a shattering pain shot through his body. He desperately tried to keep his balance, but the tension of the climax coupled with the searing pain was much more than he, or anyone else, could ever bear.

Rick screamed and his knees gave way. He fell on the floor and the heavy tray hit the ground with a loud crash. He felt like he’d got a stab in the groin and crept on the floor, holding his crotch, while his cock mindlessly spurted gallons of sperm, hitting him with a new jolt of pain at each shot of juice. Pain, desperation and an overwhelming sense of defeat condensed in hot tears that streamed out of his eyes.

After what seemed like an eternity, his cock stopped throbbing, the pain faded and a merciful unconsciousness welcomed him in its arms. While fading to black, his mind registered his phone ringing… ringing… ringing…

~ Good news from the doc ~

Rick woke up and the first thing he saw was Rowan leaning on him; he turned around and realized he was in Rowan’s bed. The guy had undressed him, sponge-washed his body and pulled the bedsheets over him.

“Rowan…” – he murmured – “You shouldn’t have done that… I’m infected, didn’t you see the protections I was wearing? I… I have to go upstairs” – he added, trying to get off the bed – “I have to clean the mess in the living room, and there’s the lunch to be served to the men, and…”

“Stay where you are” – Rowan said looking at him with loving eyes, but pushing him down with a firm hand – “I’ve already cleaned up the mess, served the lunch, reassured everyone that you are taken care of, and called Doc Jade. He’s on his way and should be here anytime soon”.

After all the pain and the grueling labor he had to endure since the early morning, Rick felt so loved, so tenderly taken care of that he couldn’t hold his tears: “Rowan… you are…”

“Ssssh…” – the guy hushed him – “I wouldn’t be much of a friend if I’d left you there, lying on the floor in a puddle of sperm and… mac and cheese!”.  They smiled at each other, and in that moment the doorbell rang. Rowan rushed upstairs, and after a few moments he came back down with Doc Jade.

The handsome doctor immediately got close to Rick and started checking him; while proceeding with his exam, he said: “I’ve got good news from the lab. Rowan, can you please set up a conference call with everyone in the house?”

The guy picked up his phone and looked at it as if it was an alien object: and it was, in a sense, as he only recently had learned its basic features; he didn’t even know what a conference call was. Rick extended his hand with an affectionate smile and took his friend’s phone; in less than a minute everyone was connected and eagerly waiting for the doctor to spread the news.

“Good morning everyone!” – Jade said – “I’ve lighted a fire under the guy’s asses, at the lab, and I’ve got the results of your exams in a couple days, instead of the usual week. Which means that your quarantine will shortly end”.

Loud cheers welcomed the doc’s words. “Here are the results of the lab tests” – Jade continued – “Apart from Barry, only Rick is suffering for the disease at an advanced stage; Kale, Alex, Charlie and Rowan have been infected, but are currently asymptomatic or at an early stage; all the others, thanks to the quarantine, are negative”.

“So, it was not the disease that…” – they all heard Brennan say in a low voice, and Beau replied,  giggling: “No, kid, that was just the… usual you!”

Among the general chuckles, Jade added: “I will soon come to each of you and will inoculate a vaccine to the healthy men and a cure to the infected men; unfortunately, Barry and Rick have to wait for the normal course of the disease, as it’s at too an advanced stage to be cured. By tomorrow morning, the quarantine will be officially over”.

An explosion of joyous comments (some of which quite gross) welcomed Doc Jade’s words, who laughed out loud when he clearly heard, amidst the almost unintelligible chaos of voices, a couple of very explicit offers of sexual services directed to him.

“Why do you enjoy teasing me so mercilessly?” – Jade said, laughing – “You know I would gladly fuck all of you, no one excluded!”

“It can be arranged” – exclaimed the boys in chorus, causing another loud burst of hilarity. «Yes, it can be arranged…» – Brennan repeated to himself, with an urchin smile, as the vivid memory of his master cumming wildly dreaming of Jade flashed in his mind.

“But now, seriously” – Doc Jade said sternly, to overcome the boisterous voices coming from the phone – “it’s essential that you stay in your rooms until I come back tomorrow to check you. Any contact between you after I’ve given you the vaccine can be highly dangerous. OK?”

There was another noisy explosion of comments, among which Jade heard someone say “Contacts with the doctor are allowed?” and “I’m going to give you another sperm sample… whether you want it or not!”

Rolling his eyes, Doc Jade closed the connection and stood up, saying to Rick and Rowan: “I’m going upstairs. If I don’t come back in half an hour call the National Guard!”

In the following half an hour, he visited and cured one by one all the men and boys, and then left the Cove, leaving behind him a bunch of sexually repressed men eagerly waiting for the next morning, when… anything would go! Anything!

Footnotes and references:
[1] See Chapter 30, ~ The jock in the mirror ~
[2] See Chapter 25, ~ A dreadful punishment ~
[4] See Chapter 16, ~ Two helpless captives ~
[4] See Chapter 9, ~ Hendrick’s story ~ 

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(End of Chapter 44 – Please proceed to Chapter 45)