The adventures of Marc

Chapter  I

He was 19, soon to become 20 and even though from a poor family lady luck was on his side when he managed to take a somewhat decent scholarship at the local community college, he was into swimming sports. Even though the scholarship wasn’t  covering exactly all the tuition it was a good start. His father had died on a car accident 3 years prior and his mother was somewhat forced to give into the aggressive flirt of one prominent super conservative man who worked at the local council. He fairly despised his stepfather, not only because he was conservative but because he was forced to see him regularly because he didn’t have the extra money to rent a house in the other side of town.

That morning he woke up he had tryouts for the college team and he had passed the previous night working out to be in the perfect form, thus he woke up with some slight pain in all of his body, he got up and passed through the kitchen where he saw a note of his mother who wished him good luck and that she was late for work and had to go. On his way to take a shower in the bathroom he heard his stepfather snoring, ‘He always says how he loves hard working people and his job as a counselor to the mayor’s office but he knows only to sleep until late’ he thought as he was closing the bathroom door and begun to take his clothes off. He was a sight to behold as he was looking himself in the mirror, he had broad shoulders and a good defining body, his back was making that sexy V shape, he had strong thighs standing 5’9 foot tall with blonde hair, sexy lips and small nose. He wasn’t totally ripped nor he wanted to become ripped, he just wanted to become as good as he could so he could pass the tryouts. He was however not in love with himself and if someone had asked him he wouldn’t tell them he was good-looking, he most certainly had his conquests back in high school and still and he knew somewhat that he was a handsome boy, but he didn’t like to show himself off, concerning him, he was average.

At the time he was taking his briefs off, he remembered what he had down there, even though he wasn’t too big- he could check himself with the other boys when they showered in the lockerooms- it had never occurred to him as a problem. He was something like 6’6 inches in full erection and 3’1 inches flaccid. His problem though was what he was forced to ‘wear’ 2 weeks ago.

All had begun when he was forced to go to the local church with his dad, after a lot of arguments his stepfather had promised him that he would take him to the tryouts and Marc had no other option. They had sat side by side during the preaching of the Revenant, where Marc didn’t pay any attention and after all it was over and he was preparing to stand up and leave his stepfather said ‘Not so fast boy, you will come with me to see the revenant, there are some things that he has to tell you’. Marc reluctantly listened to him, he would listen to some shitty preaching and then he would go home. They entered a small room next to the main entrance of the church. ‘Hello revenant’ said the stepfather and called Marc in. Revenant’s jaw dropped, he was seeing a green eyed blonde jock entering the room, so much different than the hairy, short middle-aged stepfather that he was used in seeing, he was told the day prior that he would bring his son over but he was expecting something totally different than that he was seeing. ‘Hello Mr Richards, I am pleased to see you’ he said with one devilish smile while he couldn’t take his eyes away from Marc.

Marc nodded awkwardly not understanding why the revenant was staring him like that. It was that moment he felt one sharp pain in the back of his neck, his stepfather had beaten him with force ‘Hey mr revenant’ stuttered Marc somewhat humiliated that his stepfather had hit him in front of another person. ‘Please do forgive my idiot son- Marc’s face turned red- he’s not so good with words, he is an atheist or he says and I have brought him here, like I have already talked u on the phone the day prior, to talk some sense into him. I know that he had made some vile thoughts about girls in the past and that he had done things with them in the past, when he had no proper parental control to appropriately punish him and so he was surrendering himself to those thoughts’. Marc has started to turn redder now by anger and not by humiliation but he decided it wasn’t worth it to speak up.

‘Your stepfather is right my boy- begun the revenant, having made the appropriate connections to understand that this useful baboon hadn’t some blood relation with this fine specimen- you have been thinking about girls in a vile way now haven’t you?’. Marc dint respond at first but having seen his dad preparing to stand up and hit him again he was in a hurry to respond. ‘Yes sir…yes’ he said lowering his eyes. ‘And I guess u were pleasing yourself during these vile thoughts didn’t you?’ Mr Richards bursted ‘What?! What have you been doing boy? I will lock you up in isolation you piece of shit, before marriage you have no right to do anything’ he was saying preparing to kick Marc. ‘Mr Richards!- yelled the revenant but as he was seeing the humble look on the baboon’s face he lowered his tone- it is absolutely normal for red hot blooded teens like Marc here to be thinking like that, he just starts his life and he now sees the true face of sin, but don’t be frightened there is a solution!’. Mr Richards was nodding while he was watching quizzically the revenant going behind the desk, opening the top drawer and putting out a strange device. It was the first time Marc was seeing something like that and he didn’t understand anything. This silver metallic thing was fluted and he thought it was some kind of a scary net. Mr Richards had the same reaction.

‘Let me explain- started the revenant while he was raising the device in his two hands so that they would see it better- this is a male chastity cage, it has a sole purpose of preventing red blooded young boys to pleasure themselves’. Marc’s eyes goggled with disbelief; he was to believe that some sardonic mind had thought of this device? However mr Richards was internally satisfied with this outcome; not only this  degrading device would teach his son a lesson but he would help him with his purist conservative goals. Revenant continued ‘It’s from pure silver and our evangelical church distributes them generously to all the parents of the naughty boys, its also water-proof and this small opening up front-he showed with his fingers- is allowing the subject to piss without some serious discomfort, perhaps though in his first days he might feel a slight pain’. Marc was getting furious by the second ‘You cant make me wear this fucking disgracing silver thingy you depraved piece of shit’ he yelled. Revenant was smiling sarcastically while the swearing to a representative of a church made mr Richards mad with fury.

He stood up suddenly and moved quickly –no one was expecting this fat man moving so fast- and grabbed Marc’s head with one hand pressing it violently and with the other he took the chastity cage while screaming ‘You will take whatever the good revenant gives you boy- he was barking while he was pressing him harder and harder- because its for your own good you ingrate piece of shit’. Marc begun to tear up but he knew he couldn’t do anything at this point. When mr Richards realized that he was speaking bad words in the house of god he took an apologetic tone and asked the revenant for forgiveness. ‘Don’t think about it- the revenant replied- I know how it is to try and make some sense in these untamed boys but this is the reason we’re here isn’t it? To make them obedient and law obeying men? Isn’t this right Marc? Said the revenant while he was staring him, Marc meanwhile had his eyes looking at the floor not believing what had just transgressed. ‘That’s my boy- laughed the revenant uncontrollably- I promise you that it is for your own good and apart of a slight discomfort you wont feel a thing, now lets see how we shall put it, I have heard stories inserting this thingy to other disobedient boys- the revenant explained to the stepfather- but I haven’t tried it yet myself. Well, strip down now!- he ordered.’

‘Strip down…?- Marc sputtered while he was getting redder- right here in front of you all?’ ‘Yes my boy, as you can see I can’t really insert it if you are not naked can I now?’ Mr Richards barked with a laughter seeing this ‘Yeah dear revenant, as I told you he’s a little soft in the head’ he explained. Marc lashed out ‘I didn’t mean that I…’ he started but he felt again a sting in his neck by his father hand ‘You are shaming me boy with this attitude- he barked while he turned to the revenant- I am ok with this device but I also understand that we too can have vile thoughts when we see a fully naked body in front of us, it doesn’t mean that because he is a man its ok! Maybe its better to leave you two alone while you are inserting this..’ ‘Nonsense mr Richards, you have to see exactly all the procedure, how it is inserted so you can check on him in your house frequently, we must never leave our boys do whatever they want to act on their sexual impulses. Isn’t that right? Now come here besides me’ ‘Yes,yes you are probably right and of course we aren’t gay, excuse my vile language,  and we can see naked male bodies without fear because sin cant tempt us can it?’ said mr Richards still concerned that he was about to watch his son being naked and his junk being tamed. ‘Indeed yes, indeed my dear man, you are so perceptive’ said the revenant smiling.

They both stood in front of the desk while Marc was looking at them, two meters in front of the open door. He suddenly dawned on him that the door was still open even though –he thought- the church was empty, he was still feeling humiliated and went on to close it. ‘Leave the door open and do as you are told boy!’ barked his father. Marc thought he was living in a nightmare but he knew he had to obey, it wasn’t so much the fact that he was to get naked in front of the two men, the thing that disturbed him deeply was this fucking chastity cage that was forced to wear, it was utterly degrading. Its ok –he thought to himself- I will put it out as soon as I can. Reluctantly he begun unbuttoning his shirt and then took it off. His abs were showing nice on his hairless body and the revenant begun to drool- still holding the chastity cage-. He then put out his shorts and now was only with his tight briefs on. The heat and the sun that was coming through the big glass window at the other side of the room made the situation even more uncomfortable.

‘Strip it young man! You are taking too long and I have to do some town hall’s work at the gas station of mr Robinson’ barked mr Richards. Marc obeyed and he was now fully naked, his somewhat sweaty dick was hanging out with the two well defining hairless balls, the revenant saw only a small bush of hair above his dick. ‘What have you been doing there boy? You trimmed yourself like some whore?’ his stepfather asked violently as he approached him and point his balls to the revenant. ‘But dad… all guys do this now’ ‘You confess that you are seing the cocks of other boys in the lockerooms’ his father answered back. The revenant was indeed tired of this back and forth, he wanted to touch this jock. ‘Good Marc, very good, you must feel very proud of this young specimen that you are presenting me mr Richards’ Mr Richards was humbled answering ‘You see what boy I have raised?’ while Marc was watching him in disgust; he was obviously showing himself, he got on with his mother two years ago and only six months ago he came to leave together with her. ‘Well –continued the pastor- I want to grab your son’s balls to finally figure out how we will manage to put this thing on’, as he was seeing Marc trying to react he ordered ‘Hands behind your head, boy, don’t force me to say it again’. Marc obeyed, feeling his father’s hands squeezing his ball tightly while the pastor grabbed the shaft of his dick and begun to point it on right and left, supposedly trying to figure out from what point of the dick the cage should be put on.

‘Please, I beg u- cried Marc feeling this first encountered pain- you are hurting me’ ‘Shut up boy -barked his father- this should teach you a lesson’ the pastor had begun milking his cock slowly ‘Is this necessary?’ asked him mr Richards when he saw Marc’s cock was engorging  ‘Oh yes- answered the pastor maliciously- he has to, pardon me, ejaculate so his balls that u are holding will empty up so we can put on the cage, your son has indeed one big merchandise, god had blessed him’. His stepfather didn’t show any protest to that explanation but he was looking up at the sweaty blond face of his son ‘Pay attention now you brat so that u wont cum on dear pastor’s face, do you get it? This is the last time that you cum without a justifiable reason, no more meaningless pleasure for you’ ‘Yes father’ answered his stepson, his eyes closed from shame and pleasure while the revenant with slow pulsating moves was milking his cock and his stepfather’s hairy hands were squishing his –now red and super sensitive- balls.

He began thinking about his girlfriend Olivia and the sweet sensation he was feeling as he was entering her, he was trying with all means to escape the situation he was under but to no effect. While his father was ordering him to cum –because ‘I have other jobs to do you piece of shit’- and was hitting his right ass cheek awkwardly to harry up, Marc came hard. Revenant saw the jock’s constant sighs and knew where and when he would cum for he controlled the shaft of his dick and thus he took all the five spurts of Marc’s load onto his face. ‘What have I told you brat’ shouted his father and slapped his balls so hard that Marc dropped on his knees with pain. ‘Sorry, I am so sorry mr revenant’ he said watching the pastor frightened. Revenant was content and slowly licking off the jock’s cum off his face, took a towel and cleaned the cock of the lad quickly. He straightened Marc so he was on his knees to the floor and pushed his back slightly back and put on the chastity cage while his stepfather was holding his head down, forcing Marc to see the spectacle of his cock being restricted while continuing his swearing. When the revenant got up, he took some steps back to admire his piece of work.

It was a sight for sore eyes, with his head watching his now constrained cock, with his well defining body and his manly thighs open while the sweat was dropping all over his body. He was stuck looking at him but as mr Richards watched his watch preparing to leave a young voice interrupted them all. He was an 18 years old kid that did some cleaning job at the church after the following, he entered the room holding a broom ‘Mr revenant sir I finished with the cleaning what do you want me to…’ he then stopped watching this intriguing spectacle unveiling in front of his eyes. He saw the naked jock’s back and his upper firm buttocks. ‘Come in, come in Andrew, don’t be shy, we just finished with young Marc here, ehmm mr Richards I was thinking if u have no objection that we saw Marc’s predicament to the young kid here so that he knows what will happen to him also if hes having bad thoughts, if that’s ok with you. –he turned on the boy- I hope you don’t pleasure yourself boy, right?’ Andrew was straight and in this age he was obviously masturbating but at the same moment he was feeling intrigued to see what was done to this well defining jock, deep inside he was feeling a little jealous, he was smaller and as he was thinking later he didn’t have these sexy green eyes.’ No sir, of course not, I don’t know what deprived person will do such a thing’ he answered laughing inside. ‘You listen to him boy?’ mr Richards barked giving him another small hit in the head ‘Come here –he raised him up with some effort, holding him by his armpits- and he situated him in front of the big window. ‘What is this mr revenant’ said Andrew pointing at the jock’s cock.

 ’Come closer, come closer it doesn’t bite’ said mr Richards laughing while Marc was looking at him in furry. Andrew approached him, it was really strange, like they literally had put a small cage onto this jock’s cock, his balls were outside of the main device and were slightly popping –now red due to the heave squishing of his stepfather- while all of the shaft was covered in streaks and one small locket in the one side. ‘Come now- said the revenant guiding Andrew- touch it, you must know what will happen of you too will succumb to sin’. Marc wasn’t feeling a thing until Andrews hand reaching his balls, hiw soft touch was making him want to be hard again but with one sigh of hurt he understood that he couldn’t be hard with this fucking device. The two men were laughing ‘Yeah that’s right, no more depraved thoughts boy’ they said to him while Andrew, seemingly bewildered he was grapping his balls and examining the small locket.

Marc came up to reality, he have already entered in the shower and now he begun truly waking up. His old dear habit of his, to lower his hand on his fit body and masturbating was now only a passing thought, he knew he couldn’t do anything with this fucking thing to pleasure himself. Sometimes the flow of water would make him feel little sensations as the water dropped on his shaft but they only prolonged the sensation that could not be answered.’ What are you been doing there boy?’ barked his father entering the bathroom, he was obviously done with his sleep. ‘Nothing, I was just taking a shower’ said Marc apologetically, thinking that somehow this baboon would understand his thoughts of pleasure. Mr Richards laughed sarcastically, Marc had realized that after the incident in the church his stepfather was confronting him more negatively- not like a man or equal- he wanted to show him that with his physique he could easily kick his ass and dropped him out of the house but he knew that these actions would have consequences. His stepfather knew all the prominent people in this shitty town, he had money and acquaintances while he had nothing, he should- somehow- persuade him mother to divorce this sadistic prick.

Mr Richards on the other hand, couldn’t help but admire this young man’s body but he knew that a compliment would give Marc pride, he had to degrade him so that he would be humbled but at the same moment, especially last days, he was overly fond of this situation. He would easily control his son now and keep him in check, he liked to tame young boys that are unlawful and to show them he is superior to them. He barged in untroubled –something that not in his wildest dreams could he do two weeks prior- and put out his cock, starting pissing.

Marc was felting humiliated that he was watching him taking a shower naked and looked away, turning his body. ‘Look at this boy!’ yelled his stepfather. There was nothing really to look at, his cock was 1’3 inches flaccid and was around thick bushes of dark hair. Mr Richards was smiling while Marc obeying him looked at him while he was pissing. ‘You envy me don’t you boy? You envy me that my cock is free and I can piss without pain and do whatever I want like fucking your mother while your always flaccid cock can’t even piss properly’. Marc looked at him with disgust, he knew that this day was tryouts day and his father was to take him to college, so he decided not to try something funny. ‘Yes father’ he said silently. ‘Louder! I cant hear you boy’ yelled his father ‘ And from now on don’t call me father but sir, is that understood?’

‘Sir..-started Marc reluctantly  -hoping that his obedience would calm him- could you unlock the cage now, I swear I won’t make any sinful thoughts from now on, it’s just that in the shower lockerooms the guys will laugh if they see me like that and they will never make me forget it’ ‘Sorry young man but I don’t want your deprived thoughts entering your mine while you are amongst naked men in the lockerooms, as I always say better safe than sorry, I really cant help you, try and take a shower after everyone leaves or something.’ ‘Yes father ok…’ Marc knew that if he was to call him names he would never get off this fucking thing, and on the other hand he could keep it hidden from the other guys, he would find a way, how hard could it be? ‘That’s my boy’ answered mr Richards with a laugher. ‘Come prepare to leave’ he said while he grabbed the chastity cage without even ask Marc. ‘Doesn’t it bother you? This thing?’ he said while he was wiggling it- and with it Marc’s dick and balls-. ‘No, just a discomfort’

 ’As it should be, you must feel a slight discomfort for your sins’ he answered back at Marc while he was inspecting his balls. ‘Have you wash them properly?’ he barked ‘Yes sir!’ Marc was beginning to turn red ‘I don’t want be hearing that you are dirty, you will remain clean with this chastity cage as you did before, you hear me boy?’. This situation continued for at least 10 minutes, with –now ashamed- Marc showing his stepfather how he was washing his balls and mr Richards pointing dirty sports or “spots that were needing more washing”. He frequently with no reason but to shame Marc he was stinging his balls with his fingertips- the only intimate part that he could actually degrade- laughing and saying he had to inspect his cleaning procedure.