10 comments/ 35365 views/ 44 favorites Gani-boy By: oskarwild Pool Party Anthony sat alone, away from the crowd in the lounge chair and observed the guests milling around his parents' pool. It was another one of their boring weekend parties populated with his dad's business associates and members of his mom's various charity groups. They were a bunch of people in their fifties and sixties drinking, chatting loudly and just dying to be part of the "right crowd." A few of the more adventurous were attired in bathing suits, at least those who felt they still looked half-way decent in them. Most were just dressed in shorts or sun-dresses. Anthony's older brother, John, was there, working the crowd with his trophy wife, Diane. John was the apple of his parents' eye; twenty-five years old, handsome, virile, a successful lawyer in dad's firm. Diane looked as if she had stepped out of the pages of a fashion magazine; pretty, blond, slim, sparkling personality, but no real depth as an individual. Anthony's parents loved her. She was a real asset to John and his career. Anthony was nothing like John. He still looked like a skinny high school kid instead of the twenty year old college student he was. Where John was tall and ripped, Anthony was five-six, a hundred fifteen pounds. John had been the captain and point guard of his college basketball team. Anthony was involved in the chess club and the math club and the chemistry club. John was outgoing and gregarious; Anthony was shy and withdrawn. John had been a chick-magnet for as long as Anthony could remember; Anthony had trouble getting girls to acknowledge his existence. John had always expected to pass the bar and join dad's firm; Anthony hated the law, barely squeaked by with his grades and had no idea what he wanted to do with his life. John never got caught doing anything wrong; Anthony had been expelled from one school and arrested for DWI twice. He was afraid that his parents regarded him as an embarrassment to the family. "You're Anthony, aren't you?" A tall, imposing man towered over him. "Yes, I am." "I'm Reggie, Reggie Cain. Mind if I join you?" The man smiled. "Sure. Have a seat." Reggie sat in the lounge chair next to Anthony's. He was a big man; maybe six-three and probably two hundred pounds Anthony guessed. But he looked solid and in-shape, like a James Bond villain Anthony thought. "Pretty boring party, isn't it?" Reggie smiled. "It's pretty typical." Anthony responded. "I don't remember seeing you at one of these in the past." "I just started doing business with your dad's firm. He was kind enough to invite me to join in the night's festivities." Reggie answered. "What business are you in?" Anthony asked. "I have various interests in the Chicago area. I needed a law firm that could handle a lot of complex relationships and your dad convinced me that his was the best." People had been drifting into the house and there were now only three or four left by the pool. "That spa really looks inviting." Reggie smiled. "Would you like to join me in it?" "Sure." Anthony replied, but he couldn't fathom why this business man would have any interest in him. "Perhaps you could refresh our drinks. I'm scotch on the rocks." Reggie said as he slipped out of his loafers and unbuttoned his shirt. Anthony got Reggie's drink and a beer for himself and carried them to the spa on the far side of the pool. Reggie was standing there clothed only in his swim trunks. He was definitely an imposing man. Reggie slipped into the hot waters of the spa and Anthony handed him his drink. "Come, join me. The water feels delicious." Reggie smiled. Anthony was already wearing his swim trunks. He took his shirt off and slipped into the spa sitting opposite Reggie. "Let me get you your beer." Reggie said and reached behind him where Anthony had left his bottle. He extended his leg, and as he did so, his foot accidentally brushed across Anthony's thigh. Anthony thought nothing of it. "Here you are." Reggie smiled as he moved across the spa to Anthony to hand him his drink. Reggie briefly put his hand on Anthony's thigh as he gave him the drink and then moved to sit next to him in the spa. Is this guy coming on to me? Anthony wondered? "So, are you planning to join your dad's firm after college?" Reggie asked him. "No. I don't really think I'm cut out to be a lawyer." Anthony responded. "What are you interests, then? What do you want to do with your life?" Reggie asked. His knee accidentally (?) bumped Anthony's. "I'm not really sure at this point. I haven't even declared a major. What kind of business are you in?" Anthony asked, scooting a little further away from the big man. "I have a number of businesses, mostly associated with entertainment." Reggie replied. "What kind of entertainment?" "Well, one is a publishing house. We publish fiction novels and magazines." Reggie answered. "Would I know any of your publications?" "Depends." Reggie smiled. "On what?" Anthony was curious now. "On whether or not you're a consumer of x-rated publications." Reggie said. "Really!" Anthony replied. "Yes. Our publications are very hard-core. The magazines are explicit. You'd find most of them at x-rated book stores. The novels are the same. We don't sell many novels at the x-rated book stores, but we sell a ton of them at gay bookstores." Reggie explained. He moved closer to Anthony and rested his arm across the top of the spa in back of Anthony. "So you publish gay stuff." Anthony offered. "Not only gay, but all kinds of porn. But the gay porn sells the best. Our demographic studies show that more straight men purchase the magazines than gay men." Reggie offered. "Our biggest market right now is straight college boys." "I find that hard to believe." Anthony said uncomfortably. "It's logical when you think about it." Reggie answered. "College boys are just starting to experience life. It's a time for being free to experiment and experience everything that life has to offer." Reggie placed his hand on Anthony's shoulder and butted his leg flush against Anthony's. "But gay sex, that's perverted." Anthony said. "I prefer to think of it as deliciously wicked." Reggie smiled, his eyes twinkling. "My generation had the right idea; if it feels good, try it." Reggie placed his hand on Anthony's thigh and squeezed gently. He moved his other hand from Anthony's shoulder, down his arm, drawing him closer. "Are you adventurous Anthony?" Reggie rubbed his hand over Anthony's crotch. "I . . . I don't know." Anthony said quietly. "Don't you want to feel new sensations, experience new pleasures?" Reggie said as he squeezed Anthony's cock. Anthony parted his legs to give Reggie easier access to his growing hardness. "Youth is the time to discover what your body likes, what its limits are." Reggie continued as he brushed his hand across Anthony's chest. He teased Anthony's nipples with his finger and thumb, rubbing and pinching them until they were hard and erect. He continued to stroke and fondle Anthony's cock with his other hand. "Youth is the time for a boy to let go and surrender to lust and passion." Reggie said. Anthony gasped as Reggie snaked his hand up the leg of his trunks and began to stroke his now hard cock. "Mmmmm, you're uncut, boy. Your cock is so much more sensitive; your pleasure can be so much more intense." Reggie said softly as he pulled the foreskin back on Anthony's hard little cock and ran his thumb and forefinger over the now exposed head. "Ohhhh." Anthony moaned as Reggie teased his nipples and stroked his cock. "Your cock is not very big, boy. But it sure gets hard. I love the feel of it in my hand. Do you want to cum for me, boy?" Reggie asked softly. "Yes, please!" Anthony gasped. "Good boy. Now cum for me!" Reggie pinched Anthony's nipple, squeezed his cock and then began stroking it vigorously. Anthony gasped, then squirmed at Reggie's assault on his throbbing sex-stick. His body convulsed, then began to shake as Reggie milked the cum out of him. Anthony had never cum so violently and copiously in his life. Load after load of semen spurted out of his cock and floated to the surface of the spa. Then the spasms subsided and Anthony collapsed, drained and weak. "Did you like that, boy?" Reggie asked him. "Yes. It was wonderful." Anthony gushed. "I'm glad." Reggie smiled. "Have you ever been to a publishing house?" "No." "Come to my office on Monday around one. I'll give you a tour of the facility; show you how everything works. Who knows, you might get some career inspiration." "I'd like that." Anthony answered. "Then it's a date. Now I'd better get back to your parents' party before they miss me." Reggie gave Anthony's now shrinking cock a little squeeze and pecked him on the lips. Then he hauled himself out of the spa and retrieved his clothes on the way to the house. The Office Visit Cain Publishing, Inc. was located in an industrial complex on the north side. It was quite an imposing structure and Anthony was duly impressed. He had debated about coming to visit Reggie Cain after their encounter in the spa. He wasn't sure he wanted to go further down the path that Reggie was obviously trying to lead him. But he had to admit that his curiosity was piqued by the experience and its aftermath. Saturday night, the day of the party, Anthony had an extremely hot dream. It was about Reggie jerking him off in the spa again. Anthony woke up with his bed wet around his crotch from all the cum that he had ground into the mattress during his dream. Then came the texts from Reggie. Anthony wasn't sure exactly how Reggie got his cell phone number, but the first text was there when he turned his phone on and they continued throughout the day on Sunday. They started out friendly, then turned hotter and more explicit as the day progressed: "Really enjoyed being in the spa with you last night." "Enjoyed our talk. You're an interesting young man." "It was nice being close to you." "Glad you felt free to experiment." "Loved the way your nipples looked when they were erect." "Loved making your nipples erect." "Loved the feel of your hard little cock in my hand." "Loved the look on your face when I made you cum." "Would love to experiment more with you." "Can't wait till I see you tomorrow." "Can't wait to get my hands on you." The texts came about every hour and kept Reggie on his mind all day. By the time he went to sleep that night, Anthony was hot with anticipation about their Monday meeting. He had another wet dream on Sunday night and woke up soaked in his own cum again. He still had reservations about going further with Reggie, but the possibility of more physical pleasure won out over his intellectual reluctance. He knew that he wasn't gay, but he also realized that he had crossed a line and it was impossible to go back. So he drove to Cain Publishing. Reggie came to the lobby to greet him with a smile and a handshake. For the next hour, Reggie gave him the grand tour of the plant. It was quite an operation and Anthony was duly impressed. Reggie was professional and courteous and, quite frankly, Anthony was disappointed at the apparent lack of intimacy. That changed when they got to the last stop on the tour, Reggie's office. The office was huge. There was a large wooden executive desk on one wall with two comfortable guest chairs in front of the desk. Another wall was a massive bookshelf filled with all sorts of books and curios. There was a couch on the wall opposite the desk and a very large drafting table in the corner next to the couch. "Let me show you one of the products of our labors." Reggie said and put his arm around Anthony's shoulders guiding him to the drafting table. There was a mock-up of a magazine on the table. The name on the cover was: "The Pederast." "What's it mean? Pederast?" Anthony asked. "It's from "pederasty" which is the title of a practice in ancient Greece." Reggie answered as his arm moved from Anthony's shoulders to his waist. "The ancient Greeks used to pair up older, mature men with young boys. The men would instruct the boys in every aspect of Greek life to prepare them for adulthood. In return the boys would contribute their beauty for the enjoyment of the men. The men would make the boys their lovers and treat them the same way they would treat young girls. They would use the boys for their pleasure and the boys would be obedient to their men. It's the theme of this magazine, thus the title." Reggie explained as he ran his hand caressingly over Anthony's ass. "It's a picture book. Turn the pages." Reggie urged. Anthony began to slowly leaf through the magazine. Each page featured naked or semi-naked older men coupled with nude young boys. The pictures left nothing to the imagination. There were men kissing boys, men fondling boys, men spanking boys, men feeding their cocks into the boys' eager mouths. By the time Anthony got to the middle of the book, his cock was tenting in his pants. "I see you like my little picture book." Reggie smiled and ran his hand over Anthony's hardened cock. "Yes!" Anthony gasped. The magazine was now opened to a two-page spread of a young boy on his knees sucking the cock of a man in his fifties or sixties - Reggie's age. "Doesn't that look absolutely right and natural? The way that boy is servicing his Daddy's cock. Look at the look of pleasure on the boy's face, Tony." "No one calls me 'Tony'." Anthony mumbled. "I call you 'Tony.'" Reggie responded as he wrapped his hand around the boy's hardened cock and stroked it. Tony had worn khaki pants to look professional. Now there was a spreading stain of pre-cum leaking from his throbbing joystick. "Wouldn't you like to be that boy in the picture, Tony?" Reggie whispered in his ear. "Yes!" Tony gasped. Reggie released Tony's cock and placed his hands on the boy's shoulders. Applying pressure, he guided the boy to his knees. "Reggie is going to be your pederast. He's going to be your Daddy. Undo Daddy's belt and zipper and pull Daddy's pants down, Tony." Reggie instructed. Tony moved as if he were in a hypnotic state. He unfastened Daddy's belt and unzipped his fly. Daddy's pants fell to the floor and Tony hooked his thumbs into Daddy's boxers and pulled them down as well. Daddy's cock popped out and hit Tony in the face. It was huge compared to his own little cock. It must be eight or nine inches long and very thick. It was uncut with a huge mushroom head. It was throbbing and pulsating and thick pre-cum was leaking from the slit coating the head. It seemed alive! "I . . . I've never done this before. I . . . I don't know how." Tony said while staring at the throbbing beast in front of his face. "Take it in your hand." Reggie urged. Tony reached out and grasped the pulsating organ. It felt alive in his hand. Then he began to slowly jack it off. "Yes, baby, that's so nice." Reggie said. "Lick the tip. Taste Daddy's juices." Tony stuck his tongue out and licked the head of Daddy's pulsating cock. The taste and the smell was intoxicating. Tony could feel his own hard, little cock doing push-ups in his pants as he placed his lips around the head of Daddy's cock and began to greedily suck. "Oh, yes, baby, you're a natural little cocksucker." Reggie moaned. "Swallow all of Daddy's cock, you little slut." And Reggie placed his hands on the back of Tony's head and began to push his cock down the boy's throat. When Tony began to gag, Reggie backed off a little. But as soon as the gag reflex stopped, Reggie pushed further in. Soon Tony was getting used to having his mouth filled with Reggie's hard, throbbing organ. Finally, he swallowed all of Daddy's huge cock. His mouth was up against Daddy's torso and then Daddy began to slowly fuck his mouth. The situation was overwhelming Tony. The feel of Daddy's cock in his mouth, the smell of Daddy's body, Daddy's hands imprisoning his head and controlling his movements, the sound of Daddy grunting with pleasure and the sucking and slurping sounds coming from Tony's own mouth; it consumed the boy with lust. Daddy's body tensed. And then Daddy's cum shot out from his huge cock, filling Tony's mouth. Tony couldn't contain it all. Daddy's semen began to drip down the sides of Tony's mouth. Tony was out of control! He tried desperately to swallow all of Daddy's cum. Tony moaned as his own cock began to explode, shooting gobs of cum into Tony's khaki pants. "That's it slut! Abandon yourself to pleasure! Surrender to your pederast! Surrender to your Daddy!" Reggie moaned as the spasms subsided in his loins and the cum stopped spurting out of the mushroom head into the boy's mouth. Reggie's cock slipped out of Tony's mouth and the boy collapsed onto his haunches staring up at the still pulsating organ he had just pleasured. "That's a good boy." Daddy said, running his hand through Tony's hair. "You are a good, little cocksucker. "Now lick Daddy clean and swallow all of Daddy's love juices." Tony did as ordered. He used his tongue and mouth to capture all of Daddy's juices and he swallowed them completely. When he had finished, Daddy pulled up his boxers and pants and put himself back together. He took the boy by the hands and helped him to his feet, guiding him to the couch. Reggie sat down and pulled Tony onto his lap. Tony rested his head on Daddy's shoulder. Tears began to form in the corners of his eyes. "What's happening to me, Daddy? I don't understand." Tony whined. "It's all natural." Reggie said, petting the boy's head. "You're exploring your sexuality and discovering who and what you really are." "But what am I?" Tony sobbed. "Well, you just sucked all of the juices out of Daddy's cock. Did you like that, Tony?" "Yes, Daddy." "Tell Daddy what you liked about it, baby." Reggie urged. "I . . . I liked the taste. I liked the feel. I liked the smell. I liked the loss of control I felt." Tony said softly and shuddered. "Good, boy. Then you have learned that you are a cocksucker. Say it boy. Tell Daddy what you are." "I . . . I am a cocksucker." "Yes, baby. That's right. And what happened to you when you sucked Daddy dry? What happened to your little cock?" Daddy asked. "I shot my load." "Where did you shoot your load, honey?" "In my pants, Daddy." "And why did you cum, baby?" "I . . . I couldn't control myself." Tony sobbed. "That's right, baby. You wet your pants with your cum because you are a slut." Reggie said as he began to stroke and squeeze Tony's crotch. "A cocksucking slut! What are you, baby?" "I'm a slut!" Tony gasped as his cock began to grow hard again from Reggie's attentions. "Yes, baby, Daddy has so much to teach you." And Reggie covered the boy's mouth with his own. He plunged his tongue into Tony's mouth as he continued to stroke and squeeze the boy's now throbbing little joystick. Tony began to squirm and moan as he felt another orgasm capturing his body. His tongue lapped wildly against Daddy's tongue as his hard little cock began to spasm and shoot another load of cum into his pants. The orgasm passed and Tony slumped against Daddy's chest, breathing heavily. "There, there, that's my good little boy." Reggie said, patting Tony's back. "Are you supposed to sleep at home tonight, baby?" "No, Daddy. I sleep in the dorm on weekdays." Tony said softly. "Good. You'll come home with Daddy tonight instead of going to the dorm." "Yes, Daddy." "That's a good, little slut." Reggie patted him on the ass and then moved him onto the couch. Reggie stood and walked over to his desk. He picked up the phone and called his driver to bring the car around to the front of the building. Then he walked over to Tony and extended his hand. Gani-boy "Come on, baby, let's go to Daddy's car." "But my pants are all wet, Daddy. Everyone will see." Tony complained. "And what will they see? They'll see a pretty, little boy walking out of "The Pederast" magazine hand in hand with his Daddy. What could be more natural? Now take Daddy's hand so we can go." Reggie ordered. Tony meekly placed his hand in Daddy's and allowed Daddy to lead him through the building. Tony walked with his eyes downcast, but he could feel the eyes of the people watching him as Daddy led him like a little boy. Tony knew that the people were noticing the huge, wet, cum-stain on his pants. Did they suspect that he had sucked Daddy's cock? Of course, they would! Finally, they arrived at the front entrance of the building. Daddy's car was waiting right outside. The chauffer held the back door open for them. Tony noticed that the chauffer was a young boy of slight build. He wore skinny jeans that appeared to be painted on his skinny legs and shapely ass. He wore a short jacket that had a name tag on it, "Patti." His hair was long and done up in a sassy ponytail. As they got in the car, Reggie instructed Patti to drive them straight home. "So, how do you like your 'experiments' so far?" Reggie asked as they settled into the back seat. "I've never experienced anything like this before." Tony confessed. "There are so many wicked, little pleasures to explore." Reggie said. "If you're open to them, I can take you to heights of ecstasy that you couldn't even imagine." And Reggie moved his hand over Tony's wet crotch. "But let's get you out of these wet pants! Take them off and we'll stretch them on the floor to dry. We have at least a thirty minute ride to my place." And Reggie immediately unbuckled Tony's belt, unzipped his trousers and began to tug them down. Tony didn't resist. He lifted his ass to make it easy for Reggie to remove his trousers and briefs. Reggie also removed Tony's shoes and socks, leaving him naked from the waist down. "That's much better." Reggie said as he wrapped his arm around Tony, drawing the boy close to him. Reggie smiled and then covered Tony's mouth with his own. Tony opened wide to accept the older man's tongue, letting it explore and tease Tony's tongue. Tony closed his eyes as Daddy wrapped his meaty hand around Tony's hardening little prick. Tony began to moan as Daddy made him hard and pre-cum began to leak from his slit again. "My god, that feels so god." Tony thought as Daddy drew his foreskin back, unsheathing the sensitive head of his little prick. Tony wrapped his arms tightly around Daddy's neck. Saliva dripped from the corners of his mouth as Daddy's tongue teased his mouth with feelings he had never experienced with a girl. Daddy was jacking him wildly now as Tony moaned and squirmed. His cum began to squirt out his pulsating little prick in long, thin sheets. He was shaking in Daddy's arms, overcome with uncontrollable lust! Then the spasms subsided. Daddy removed his mouth and began to gently kiss and bite they boy's tender neck. "She sure is a hot little slut, isn't she, Daddy!" Patti exclaimed from the front seat. Tony realized with horror that the driver had been watching everything in the rear-view mirror! "Yes, she is a hot slut." Daddy chuckled. "And about to get hotter still." "Here we are, honey." Daddy said as they pulled up to a large suburban mansion. "Let's go in." "But, Daddy, I don't have any pants on!" "You don't need pants, dear." Daddy smiled mischievously and extended his hand to Tony. Reggie helped the boy out of the car. "Sexy, little ass!" The driver said appreciatively. Daddy just smiled and wrapped his hand around Tony's cock. He gave it a squeeze and then used it to lead the boy into the mansion. In Daddy's Bed As the front door closed behind them, Tony looked back in concern. "Daddy, my pants and shoes are still in the car." Tony said. "It's okay, baby, you're in Daddy's house now. When you're here, you're Daddy's boy and Daddy's boy doesn't wear clothes. I must admit you look nice and sexy with just that polo shirt on, but it's time to take it off." And Reggie quickly stripped the shirt from Tony's body leaving the boy totally naked. "I've worked up a bit of an appetite. Let's go raid the kitchen." Reggie said, grabbing Tony by the cock again and leading him to the kitchen. Tony sat on a stool at the bar in the kitchen and watched Reggie put together a platter of cold chicken, fruit and vegetables. "You look awfully serious and pensive, honey." Reggie said to the boy. "I guess I'm confused by everything that's happened over the last couple days." Tony answered. "What's confusing you, baby?" Reggie asked. "Well, you jacked me off in the spa at my parent's house; and I liked it. I sucked your cock today in your office and it turned me on so much that I came in my pants. Then you jacked me off on your couch and again in your car on the way here; and I liked it both times. I've never been so hot and horny in my life as I am with you." Tony said. "So, what's the problem, honey?" Reggie chuckled. "Doesn't that strike you as rather gay?" Tony quizzed. "I mean, I always considered myself to be totally straight and now I'm getting off on sucking cock." "Listen, baby, there is no such thing as a 'straight' guy." Reggie smiled at him. From the very beginnings of our race, men have enjoyed sex with each other. It was always the normal thing to do. Yes, we had to have sex with the female of the species, but that was for the continuance of the race. But throughout history and pre-history, sex for enjoyment and pleasure always occurred between men. The Greeks had it right. They fucked women to procreate. They fucked boys for pleasure and love. So what you're feeling is by no means abnormal. In fact, it is the norm." "That's not the way society sees it." Tony responded. "Shit, society has been totally corrupted by the ideas of the fairer sex. It's the broads who have created the myths of conjugal love and monogamy and 'till death do us part.'" Reggie said contemptuously. "The reality is that the only way to happiness for the male of the species is for the real man to find himself a boy to dominate. The real man derives his pleasure from dominating and caring for his boy. The boy derives his pleasure from obeying and serving his Daddy. The only valid relationship for happiness and contentment is one of Dominance and submission of a boy and his Daddy." They had been eating and drinking wine during this discussion. Reggie pushed his plate away from him and smiled at Tony. "It's time for you to come with me to my bedroom." Reggie said. "I'm afraid, Daddy. What are you going to do to me?" Tony pouted. Daddy walked over to Tony's stool and stood in front of him, placing his hands on Tony's face. "I'm going to make love to you, baby, like a Daddy should. I'm going to fuck you. I'm going to fuck you to the point that there is no doubt that you are my boy and I am your Daddy. I'm going to fill your pussy with sperm from my cock and I'm going to fill your mind with lust for your Daddy. I'm going to bring you to the point where you will lust for your Daddy's cock. You will beg your Daddy to fuck you." With that, Reggie brought his mouth to Tony's lips. The boy did not resist. He opened his mouth wide and surrendered to Daddy's probing tongue. Reggie lifted him from the stool and held him in his arms as they kissed. Tony wrapped his arms around Reggie's shoulders as Daddy carried him to the bedroom. Reggie deposited him on the bed. Tony knelt at the edge of the bed and wrapped his arms around Daddy's neck. He opened his mouth and hungrily accepted Daddy's thick, teasing tongue. Tony's cock had grown hard and began to pulsate from Daddy's tongue in his mouth. Reggie broke the kiss and kissed the boy's neck and ears, his tongue exploring the inside of the boy's ear causing Tony to shudder. His lips trailed down the boy's chest and he gently licked and bit each of the boy's nipples, teasing them hard and erect as the boy turned to jelly in his arms. Daddy broke the kiss and pushed the boy onto his back. Tony watched as Daddy shed his clothes and lay on the bed beside him. "Your little cock is standing at attention and just waiting for pleasure." Daddy said as he wrapped his hand around the boy's throbbing prick. He gently pulled Tony's foreskin down, exposing the head of his cock, already wet with the boy's pre-cum. Then Daddy leaned over to the nightstand and dipped his fuck-finger into a jar of lube, coating it completely. He placed his finger at the entrance to Tony's ass and began to massage it slowly. "Oh, Daddy, that feels nice!" Tony moaned. "Yes, little slut, enjoy Daddy's finger inside of you." And Daddy slowly inserted his fuck-finger into the boy's tight little hole. Tony stiffened from the shock of entry, then began to squirm as Daddy's finger plunged in and out of him, coating his insides with the slimy lubricant. Tony's cock was doing pushups in rhythm with Daddy's finger-fucking. Then Daddy removed his finger and grabbed the jar of lube. Daddy began to coat his hard, throbbing cock with the lube. "What are you going to do, Daddy?" Tony asked, fearfully. "Daddy is going to fuck you, slut. Daddy is going to make you his little girl-bitch." Reggie stated. "No, please, Daddy, your cock is too big. It will hurt." Tony protested. "It will hurt the first time, when Daddy takes your cherry. But after Daddy takes your virginity, you will lust after Daddy's cock." And with that, Daddy spread the boy's legs. He threw Tony's legs over Daddy's shoulders and positioned his cock at the entrance to the boy's ass. "Please, no, Daddy." Tony whined. "You are Daddy's now and Daddy is going to fuck you." Reggie said as he pushed the moist head of his cock into the boy's ass. "No! It hurts, Daddy!" Tony cried out. "Daddy just took your cherry, bitch. Now you are no longer Daddy's boy. You are Daddy's little girl." Reggie smiled and pushed his cock in further. "No, please Daddy, it hurts so bad." Tony whimpered. "It always hurts the first time, little bitch. Soon it will give you pleasure beyond belief." Reggie said, sliding his cock further into the boy imprisoned beneath him. "Oh no, Daddy, I can't take any more." Tony pleaded. "You can take the rest." Reggie replied and thrust the rest of his cock inside of the boy. Tony's eyes teared and his body shivered as he felt Daddy's huge cock filling his ass and pulsating inside of him. Then Daddy began to slide out of him. When all but the head of Daddy's cock was out, Daddy began to slowly plunge back into the boy. "Noooooo!" Tony cried as Daddy reentered his ass. "Take it, little girl. Take it all!" Daddy said as he began to slowly fuck Tony's virgin boy-pussy. Tony soon got used to the motion of Daddy moving in and out of his pussy. The pain began to subside and was replaced by a new feeling. Could this be a feeling of pleasure? Tony couldn't believe that he was actually starting to respond to Daddy's fucking. As Daddy quickened the tempo of his fucking, Tony began to move beneath him in the same rhythm. "That's it, little girl." Reggie whispered. "Do you want to be Daddy's bitch?" "Yes!" Tony gasped in reply. Daddy was fucking him with abandon now. Tony wrapped his legs around Daddy's ass, desperately trying to bring him closer. His own little cock was throbbing and pulsing and wet with pre-cum. He liked the fucking! No, he needed the fucking! "Are you Daddy's bitch?" Reggie demanded as he fucked the boy harder and faster. "Yes! Yes! I'm Daddy's bitch!" Tony cried out. "Be my bitch!" Daddy commanded. "Yes!" "Be my bitch!" "Yes!" "Be my bitch!" "Yes! Yes! Yesssss!" Tony cried as he felt Daddy's cock spasm inside of him. Daddy shot load after load of cum into his new pussy. It filled it completely, then the excess leaked out onto the bed under Tony's ass. "Yes, take me, Daddy! Take me, please!" Tony begged as he began to orgasm. His hard, throbbing little joystick shot streams of cum onto his chest. Tony opened his mouth to Daddy's and Daddy plunged his tongue inside. The boy shook and spasmed as he hungrily lapped against Daddy's teasing tongue in his mouth. Then, sated, the boy collapsed back onto the bed with Daddy laying on top of him, his cock still inside of the boy's pussy. Daddy was moving slowly inside of him now and Daddy was kissing and biting Tony's neck and nipples. "Now you have become what I knew you could be." Daddy said. "You have become the little girl that was hiding inside of you all along. Now Daddy will help you to flower and become the wicked, little slut that you were meant to be. You are mine, now. You belong to Daddy." "Ahhhhhhhhhh!" Tony moaned as Daddy tensed and began to shoot yet another load of cum into his pussy. Daddy fucked him multiple times that night. Daddy was virile and able to get hard again in a short period of time after cumming. Daddy fucked him in the missionary position. Daddy fucked him doggy-style. Daddy fucked him while he lay on his stomach, imprisoned under Daddy's masculine body. Daddy sat the boy on his lap and impaled him on his cock. Daddy fucked him, spooning him while he lay on his side. By the time of this final fuck, Tony had lost all control and surrendered himself to lust and wanting. He needed Daddy's cock inside of him. He needed to feel Daddy's semen filling his pussy. And he had cum himself, every time, without Daddy ever having to touch his little joystick. The fucking made him cum! This last time, this spoon-fuck, finished with the boy's body quivering as Daddy's cum filled him. They boy was lost in lust, making little animal sounds in his throat. There were no thoughts in his pretty, little head. He existed only on the physical plane of pleasure. Daddy fell asleep with his arms around his new boy and his cock still inside of him. Eventually, Daddy's cock softened and slipped out of its new home. Tony snuggled inside Daddy's arms and fell into a contented sleep. The Bedroom Tony awakened in a different bedroom. He was on a queen-size bed with satin sheets that felt wonderful and cool against his naked body. There was a couch on one wall with a coffee table in front of it. The table was strewn with issues of "The Pederast." Tony walked over and flipped open a few to see the expected pictures of men sexually dominating boys. A fifty inch high-def television hung on the wall positioned so it could be optimally watched from either the couch or the bed. The sound was turned down low, but a movie was running. The current scene was of a young boy on all fours being fucked by a grey-haired man while the boy sucked the huge cock of a balding sixtyish man. There was also a table with food and drink on it. The door to the bedroom was locked. There was a note from Reggie Cain on the nightstand: "Good morning, pretty boy. I trust you slept contentedly after your transformative experience last night. I hope your pussy is ready to be fucked again. Now that you are no longer a boy with a cock and an ass, but a little girl with a clit and a pussy, you will learn to crave a real man's cock inside your mouth and your pussy. You have already shown a natural talent for sucking cock and being fucked by a real man. Daddy will help you on your journey to fully realize your potential as a bitch and a slut. Daddy is at the office right now doing a real man's work. I will be home in time to take you to dinner this evening at a place that I am sure you will enjoy. In the meantime, enjoy your room and your day. Your Daddy, Reggie Cain." So, he was a prisoner in Cain's house! He must find a way to escape. He must get out of here so he could think clearly about what was happening to him. But he had to eat something first; and find something to wear. There were no clothes in the closet or the room. And there was that damned TV! Tony looked at the scene playing out on the screen. A young boy lay back on the bed and spread his legs. There was an inviting smile on his face that turned to a look of lust and passion as a large, older man slid between the boy's legs and plunged his cock into the boy. Tony's cock began to harden and he began to jack-off as he lay back on the satin sheets. Patti sat in front of the computer screen in the library. Master Reggie had driven himself to work this morning and left Patti to monitor his new bitch, Tony. The little slut was wanking off again! Master had put something into the pitcher of lemonade he left in the boy's bedroom prison. He had called it a synthetic Spanish Fly; a compound that would keep the bitch in heat throughout the day. And the little sissy would unknowingly keep himself in heat just by drinking the lemonade. Tony lay on his side on the satin sheets of the bed. He was sucking his thumb. His body quivered as he brought himself to orgasm again, shooting another load onto the bed. Patti watched as the boy's tremors subsided and he drifted into sleep. When Tony awoke, it was late afternoon. There were clothes on the couch with a note on top of them from Daddy: "Shower and clean yourself up, my little sissy-boy. Put these clothes on after your shower and do not jack-off and get cum inside of your pants. I want you clean for the restaurant. You have already had enough fun watching your dirty little movies and playing with your little clit all day. Make sure you are ready by five-thirty. Your Daddy, Reggie." Tony stumbled into the shower and let the hot water run over him. He jacked himself off in the shower so he wouldn't soil his clothes by jacking off after dressing. There was no soap in the shower, but there was a body wash with a very girly scent. He used it and shampooed his hair with the only shampoo there, a girly brand. After toweling dry and blow-drying his hair, he went to the couch to put his clothes on. There were no boxers or briefs on the pile; just a pair of pink lace panties. Tony slid them on and then reached for the pants. It was a pair of skinny jeans and Tony had quite an ordeal trying to slip them on. He looked at himself in the mirror and it seemed as if the jeans were painted onto his body. There was no shirt; instead, there was a pink, sleeveless blouse. There were no socks or shoes, but a pair of pink sandals. Tony slipped them on and sat on the couch to wait for Daddy's arrival. Patti sat in front of the computer monitor reviewing the recording of the day's activities in the bedroom. He was running the footage of Tony sucking his thumb and pulling on his hard, little joystick. Patti had his pants down around his ankles. He was stroking his own throbbing little dick as he watched Tony wank himself. Damn, the little slut was pretty! Club Ganymede Daddy arrived precisely at five-thirty and freed Tony from his bedroom prison. Patti drove them to Club Ganymede, about fifteen minutes away and dropped them off at the restaurant entrance. Daddy wrapped his arm around Tony's waist and led him into the reception area of the restaurant where they were greeted by what, at first, Tony thought was a pretty girl. He quickly realized that the "girl" was a very pretty boy. He was dressed in a sleeveless tuxedo shirt with hot pink suspenders and a hot pink bow tie. The suspenders were attached to a black, loose mini-skirt. The boy's legs were encased in black mesh hose and he had what looked like at least four inch black pumps on his feet. The boy wore eye make-up and light pink lipstick. The metallic name tag on the boy's shirt proclaimed him to be "Teri." "Good evening, Sir. So nice to see you again." Teri veritably gushed at Reggie. "Would you like your favorite booth, Sir? I believe it is available for your use." Gani-boy "Yes, please, Terri. And may I say that you're looking lovely tonight, my dear." Reggie bent over and gave Teri a peck on the cheek and sliding his hand under her skirt, gave her ass-cheek a quick squeeze. "Oh thank you, Sir." Teri said delightedly. "Please follow me." Teri led them to a booth near the center of the restaurant, her ass swaying provocatively. There were no tables, per se, in the restaurant; just booths. And the booths were positioned so one could see into only the booth across from yours. Visual access could be prevented by pulling a curtain across the booth entrance. Teri seated them and asked Daddy if he would like to order cocktails. "Yes, Teri, get me a martini, up, with olives; and get a daiquiri for my new boy. By the way, what do you think of my boy?" "He's very pretty, Sir; so pretty, he could be a Ganymede boy." Teri smiled. "That's a high compliment, Teri." Reggie answered as Teri turned and left to get their drinks. "What is a Ganymede boy?" Tony asked Reggie. "It's a boy just like Teri, or like Bobbi over there." Reggie indicated the booth right across from them. There was a pretty boy dressed just like Teri in the same provocative outfit sitting in the booth with an older man. The older man had his arm around the boy and his other hand was on the boy's thigh, caressing and squeezing while the man licked the boy's ear and neck. Tony felt his cock stir at the sight. "So they work here?" Tony queried. "They are owned by Club Ganymede." Reggie answered. "I don't understand." Tony replied. "I made my fortune on Pederast magazine and the publishing and film businesses that were an offshoot of that venture. Many of my wealthy friends lamented the fact that there wasn't a nice place for them to bring their boys and enjoy the company of other Daddies. So I opened Club Ganymede." Reggie responded. "Ganymede was a Greek god or something, wasn't he?" Tony asked. "No. Ganymede was actually a pretty Greek boy. The god, Zeus, became enamored of him. He seduced the boy, then snatched him up to Olympus where he made the boy 'cupbearer to the gods;' very much the way I snatched you from your home and made you my little bitch. Ganymede essentially became the gods' bitch-boy, their fuck-toy. So I opened this private club, named after Ganymede, to provide a place for real men to bring their bitch-boys, to hang-out, to do whatever they want to the little sissies. I also maintain a stable of boys who are owned by the club. That way, if a member is temporarily without a boy, or a member would like to have a boy join him and his bitch, we can accommodate those needs. Bobbi, over there, is accommodating the needs of a member who came alone tonight." Tony looked back to the booth. Bobbi was now leaning against the older man. The man had his arms around Bobbi. Bobbi's bow-tie was now untied and hanging loose; the top three buttons of his shirt had been undone and the man's hand was inside Bobbi's shirt. It was obvious that the man was teasing and tweaking Bobbi's nipples. The man's other hand was now up Bobbi's skirt and down Bobbi's pink panties. The man was fondling Bobbi's cock. Bobbi's eyes were closed and his face had a look of obvious pleasure. Tony felt stirrings in his groin again as he watched the man play with Bobbi. "But how can you own these boys?" Tony asked. "They have come to us in various ways. Once we take them and train them, they choose to give themselves to us. They become the property of Club Ganymede. We provide all of their necessities and care. The boys live in a 'Stable' that I own. Their meals are prepared for them, clothes are provided for them, medical care if they become ill. We give them life-skill training. After all, they won't be boys forever. One day their prettiness will fade and they will have to have a means of surviving. We give that to them. In exchange, they give us their total obedience. They exist only to serve the patrons of Club Ganymede." Reggie answered. Teri arrived with their drinks and set them down on the table. "Join us for a while, Teri." Reggie smiled. "Yes, Sir." Teri said and sat down next to Tony. "Are you happy here, Teri?" Reggie asked. "Oh yes, Sir, I am very happy to be a Gani-boy." Teri replied. "How many Gani-boys are there right now, dear?" Reggie asked. "Eleven, Sir, we're short one for a complete stable." Teri smiled invitingly at Tony. "Tell Tony how the club works, Teri." Reggie ordered. "Well, Sir, on the main floor here we have the restaurant and the lounge. The Gani's take turns acting as hostess for the restaurant. It kind of gives us a night off, so to speak. When I'm not hostess, I wait in the staging area. If a member wants me, I become his for the evening and provide him whatever company he requires." Teri answered. "What might that involve, Teri?" Reggie asked as he wrapped his arm around Tony drawing him closer and placed his hand on Tony's thigh. "Sometimes it's just hanging out in the lounge, drinking, talking and having a good time. Last night, for instance, Mr. Brown made me his lounge companion. I sat on his lap. He kissed me occasionally. He fondled my clit a lot. Mr. Brown likes to fondle my clit. He likes when I cum while he's talking and joking with his friends." Teri smiled at Tony. "What else happens?" Reggie urged her on. "Sometimes a member will take me up to one of the rooms on the upper floor." Teri said. "What happens there, honey?" Reggie asked. "The member will use me sexually. Sometimes he'll have me suck his cock; sometimes he'll fuck me. Most members like to use me like a little girl." Teri responded excitedly. Tony looked over at the other booth. Bobbi was now on his knees under the table. He was greedily sucking the older man's cock. The man sensed Tony looking and turned to look at him. Their eyes locked and the man smiled lasciviously at Tony as he began to cum in Bobbi's mouth. Tony felt his own cock stir. As it did, Reggie began to pet and fondle him. "Do you thing Tony would make a good Gani?" Reggie asked Teri. "She's certainly a pretty, little boy, Sir." Teri smiled. "Why don't you interview her, like a job interview." Reggie said with a twinkle in his eye. "Do you like to kiss men, Tony?" Teri asked. "I . . . I like to kiss Daddy." Tony answered. He squirmed as Reggie stroked his little cock into hardness. "Do you like to suck cock?" Teri asked. "I've only sucked Daddy's cock." "Did you like it?" Teri asked. "Yes." Tony answered as pre-cum began to wet his panties. "Do you like to be fucked?" Teri asked him. "Yes." Tony said. "Do you like to obey a real man?" Teri asked. "Yes, I do." Tony moaned as Daddy continued fondling his now throbbing organ. "Are you a slut?" "Yes." "Are you a faggot?" "I don't know . . .I . . . yes." "Are you a sissy?" "No. No. I guess so. Yes. Yes, I'm a sissy." Tony gasped as he came close to orgasm. But Reggie sensed it and stopped stroking to avoid pushing the boy over the edge. "I think this little bitch would make a fine Gani, Sir." Teri smiled at Reggie with a gleam in her eye. "Do you want to be a Gani, Tony?" Reggie asked him. "I . . . I don't know, Daddy. I'm so confused." Tony whimpered. "Then why don't we give it a trial run." Reggie answered. "What do you mean, Daddy?" Tony asked him. "You can spend the rest of the evening with me; as a Gani. Teri will take you back to the dressing room and dress you in Gani clothes. Then you can come back here and have dinner with me, as a Gani. We'll go to the lounge after and I'll show you off to the members there. We'll drink and have fun. Then you can go home to the stable with the other Gani boys. You can see how they live. Then Teri will bring you back here tomorrow and we can discuss your future." "Teri, will you please take Tony in hand. Take whatever time is necessary to transform him. I'll wait for you girls in the lounge." And Reggie slid out of the booth. Teri smiled sweetly at Tony. "C'mon slut, let's get you all prettied up for Daddy." And Teri took his hand and led him out of the booth. As they slid out of the booth, Tony glanced at the booth across from them again. Bobbi was now impaled on the older man's cock, bobbing up and down and moaning in ecstasy as the man licked and sucked her little titties. Tony started getting stiff again. Teri led him by the hand across the restaurant reception area and into the large dressing area reserved for the Gani-boys. "Okay, love, let's get these clothes off of you." Terri instructed as she drew Tony's blouse over his head. Terry quickly pulled Tony's skinny jeans down to his ankles and then hooked her thumbs in the waistband of the boy's panties and yanked them down. Tony's hard, throbbing little cock popped out and almost hit Teri in the face. "I can't dress you properly with this little clit of yours doing pushups in the air." Teri laughed. Tony gasped as Teri knelt before him and quickly sucked his cock into her sweet little mouth. Teri took his breath away as she sucked him using her tongue expertly to heighten his pleasure. Teri plunged a finger into Tony's asshole and began to finger-fuck him as she ministered to the throbbing little clit in her mouth. "Oh yes, please, please, that's so gooooood!" Tony moaned. He stiffened and then shot a huge load of cum into Teri's moist mouth. Teri swallowed it all and lapped up the drippings that had escaped her mouth. She stood and swept Tony into her arms, covering his mouth with hers. Tony opened and tasted his own cum sliding from Teri's mouth into his. Teri kneaded the boy's ass-cheeks and then, sensing his weakness, broke the kiss and stepped back. Tony almost collapsed when Teri let him go. He stood there with a look of lust on his face. "You are a hot little faggot, aren't you, honey." Teri laughed. "Let's get you ready now. Kick off those jeans and panties and take the sandals off." Teri ordered. Tony did as instructed. He stood there, completely naked, as Teri looked him over. "You can't be a Gani -boy with all that ugly body hair, sweetie. It's got to go." And Teri walked over to the vanity and picked up a laser hair removal tool. She was quick and expert. In a matter of minutes she had Tony totally denuded of hair, except for the top of his head. Teri cleaned him off with a wet towel to remove the hair sticking to his body, then toweled him dry. Teri ran her fingers through the hair on Tony's head. "Not too bad a length to start, baby. But you'll have to let this grow. The men like boys with long hair. You'll keep it in a ponytail like mine when the night starts, but the men will want to take it down eventually and play with it. Sit down here and let me fix it." Teri ordered. In no time, Teri had fixed Tony's hair into a sassy, little ponytail. Then Teri applied black mascara and liner to Tony's eyes. This was followed by layer of light pink lipstick covered by a second coating of gloss to make the boy's lips shine. Then Teri dressed him. First came thigh-high, black mesh nylons followed by hot pink satin panties. Then Teri put a white, sleeveless, Ganymede tuxedo shirt on Tony. As Teri would tell him later, the men liked to see and touch skin. And they wanted their boys to look feminine. The shirt accomplished that. Teri tied his hot pink bowtie for him and promised to teach him to do it himself later. Then Tony pulled the black mini-skirt up over his hips and zipped it up the side. Next came a gold chain-link belt that Teri strung through the belt loops in the skirt and fastened. The links in front spelled "Slut" and the links in back spelled "Ganymede Boy." Teri then helped him slip into a pair of black four inch pumps. It was difficult for Tony to walk in them, so Teri spent time helping him walk back and forth in the dressing room until she was satisfied that he wouldn't fall on his ass walking by himself. Then came the final touch. Teri pinned a metallic gold nametag to the boy's shirt. The hot pink letters on it read: "Toni." Teri turned the boy around to look at himself in the full length mirror. The reflection in the mirror amazed Toni. He no longer looked like a skinny little college boy. He looked like a pretty little girl! Teri stood behind him and placed her hands on his shoulders. "Now you look like what you really are down deep. A little sissy. A pretty little sissy that needs a Daddy. You'll never be a real man now. You'll always be the sissy that was inside of you. You'll always be a cocksucking little faggot who can't wait for her Daddy to come and fuck her. Now, you are a Gani-boy!" Teri turned Toni around and gathered her into her arms. Her mouth closed over Toni's and she plunged her tongue inside, lapping against Toni's responsive tongue. Teri squeezed Toni's ass-cheek with one hand and fondled her cock with the other. The little clit began to respond and grow immediately. Then Teri broke the embrace and stepped back leaving a tottering Toni struggling to stay upright. "Come on, slut, it's time for me to take you to your Daddy." And Teri grabbed Toni's hand and led her towards the lounge. That night was one of the most sexually charged that Toni had ever experienced. Daddy led her back to the restaurant where they had dinner together. Daddy sat right up next to Toni in the booth and his hands were on her continually throughout the dinner. Daddy would stroke her bare arms, caress her nyloned thighs, and slide his hand up her skirt to pet her little clit. By the time they finished dinner and Daddy led her back to the lounge, Toni's panties were wet with pre-cum and her little clit was hard and throbbing. Since it was a weekday, the lounge wasn't all that crowded. Nine of the Gani-boys were upstairs in the private bedrooms, servicing club members. Teri and Bobbi were the only Gani-boys in the lounge when Reggie and Toni arrived. There was no one seated at the bar. Three members had their own boys with them. There were comfortable couches placed on the walls of the lounge. One of the members had his boy on his lap on one couch. He was fondling his boy's cock and nibbling on his neck. Another member was seated on a different couch. His boy was kneeling between his legs and servicing his very large cock. The third member was seated on yet another couch, making out with his boy; sticking his tongue in the boy's mouth with his hands roaming all over the boy's body. There was a smell of sex in the air. The five remaining members were seated on the couch nearest the bar and the wing chairs adjacent. Teri and Bobbi were caring for them; running to the bar for drinks when needed; sitting on a lap when ordered to do so. It seemed the men couldn't keep their hands off Teri and Bobbi. And it seemed that Teri and Bobbi enjoyed every moment of the attention they received. Quite simply, they were teases who kept the men happy and excited. Reggie led Toni into this little group. He sat in an armchair and pulled Toni to his lap. Teri got him a martini which he drank while joining in the conversation with the other men; his hands roamed continually over Toni's body, keeping the boy in a constant state of arousal. One of the men on the couch needed a drink and Reggie ordered Toni to the bar to get it. When Toni returned with the drink, he found that Reggie had left Club Ganymede for the night. Teri told him that he and Bobbi would take care of him for the rest of the night. Toni gave the member his drink. "Come here and sit on Daddy's lap, baby." The man invited and pulled Toni down to the couch to sit on his lap. For the next couple of hours, the three Gani-boys waited on the men in the lounge, enduring their raucous laughter and crude humor and roaming hands. Toni had never been groped so much in his entire life. And he was passed around from man to man, sitting on laps or enfolded in their arms. About an hour before closing, things got real quiet in the lounge. The three men not in their group had taken their boys home, leaving only Teri, Bobbi, Toni, and the men they were servicing. Bobbi was sitting on a couch, sandwiched between two of the men. One of them was kissing Bobbi passionately, while the other was rubbing her hot, little clit. Bobbi was squirming and moaning with pleasure. Teri had her arms wrapped around another of the men. They too were kissing passionately and the man was fondling Teri's clit. One of the two men remaining took Toni by the hand and led him to a vacant couch, pulling him down next to him. "You're a real sexy, little sissy, aren't you, baby?" The man named Jack smiled at Toni as he wrapped his arm around the boy. "Daddy needs a taste of this new Gani-boy." And Jack leaned into Toni, his lips meeting Toni's, his tongue finding easy entry to the boy's yielding mouth. Toni sat there, locked in the older man's embrace, their tongues dueling against each other as Jack's hands roamed over Toni's body, squeezing her ass, petting her cock, caressing her bare arms. Toni's cock was hard and throbbing and while Jack continued to kiss him, Toni felt another man's hands on his thighs, sliding up his skirt, seeking the ultimate prize. Toni shuddered as the other man stroked and fondled the little clit trapped in the pink panties. Then his panties were pulled down and off of him, his skirt was lifted and the man sucked Toni's hard, little love-bud into his mouth and began to suck greedily. Toni squirmed and moaned as the man expertly tongued and sucked his cock while Jack continued his kissing. Then Toni began to cum; violently, shooting loads of semen into the man's mouth until there was nothing left in her to erupt. Toni's body went slack and Jack broke their kiss, smiling at the new Gani-boy. "Now you need to take care of your new Daddies, slut." Jack smiled as he unzipped his pants. Toni sucked them both off, one after the other. Jack's cock was not that long, maybe six inches. But it was very thick and throbbed in Toni's mouth like a living thing. Jack shot four loads of cum into Toni's mouth; huge loads. Toni could not swallow it all and she had cum on her face, all around her mouth and chin when the other man thrust his cock into her mouth. The other man's cock was long, maybe nine or ten inches, and thin compared to Jack's. Toni could not take all of it, but managed to get most of it down. The man came violently, his cock spasming in Toni's mouth as another copious load slid down her throat. Jack had been masturbating while watching the other man fuck Toni's mouth. He aimed his cock at Toni and came all over her face while she was swallowing the other man's load. The Stable It was closing time. Teri and Bobbi shooed the men out of the lounge and the club. Teri and Bobbi each took Toni by a hand and led her to the dressing room. The other nine Gani-boys were already there, dressed for the trip on the bus to the Ganymede Stable. Teri, Bobbi, and Toni stripped out of their uniforms which would be replaced by fresh ones tomorrow night. For the bus trip, they dressed in white panties, white tight short-shorts, pink t-shirt tops with the word "Slut" emblazoned on them, and pink sandals. They boarded the bus for the quick ten minute trip to the stable. Toni sat between Teri and Bobbi for the ride. Teri put his arm around Toni's shoulders and his other hand on her thigh. Bobbi held Toni's hand and put his hand on her other thigh. Teri and Bobbi took turns softly stroking Toni's cock during the ride. Teri gave Toni the grand tour of his new home. It was a ranch style home with seven bedrooms, a large one for Olaf, the keeper of the boys, and the other six for the boys to sleep in. The boys were not allowed to sleep alone. They were required to pair up each night and Olaf had a system that made sure the pairing was random. Each boy's name was imprinted on a tile that looked very much like a domino. Every night at bedtime, Olaf would shuffle the tiles and turn them over two at a time to determine the pairings for the night. The only time this system changed was when a new boy was taken into the stable. Toni would be assigned a different boy to sleep with every night until each of the boys had taken Toni into his bed. Then the random system would be renewed. Tonight, Toni belonged to Bobbi. Gani-boy Olaf was responsible for keeping the boys in line and behaving. He was a huge man; six foot five, three hundred pounds, bald, and intimidating. Olaf was a eunuch. Master Cain wanted to ensure that his boys would not be sexually abused by their keeper, thus the choice of Olaf. Olaf was also the punisher if a boy disobeyed. The price of disobedience could be very high. One boy had refused a member's attentions at the club. That night, Olaf had beaten the boy to a pulp, almost killing him. A few days later, the boy disappeared. It was rumored that Master Cain had sold the boy to an Arab sheik, but the boys never knew for sure. It didn't really matter which bedroom you used; they were all the same. Each had a queen-sized bed, a night stand, and a small love seat. They were designed only for sleeping and sex. The rest of the rooms were common rooms. There was a large dining area for meals, a large shower room with a dozen shower heads, a large dressing room where the clothes were stored and the boys could dress. There was a game room, complete with pool table, ping-pong table and card table. There was a TV room with large couches and floor cushions that could easily accommodate all the boys at one time. Rules were simple. The club opened at six each evening. The bus left for the club at five to give the boys an hour to dress and apply their make-up in the club dressing room. The club was opened from six to one in the morning, Monday through Thursday. It was opened from six to two in the morning on Friday and Saturday. It was closed on Sunday. The boys existed for the sole purpose of serving the club members and their guests. A member could request a specific boy for the evening, or the boys could wait in the reception area for a member to randomly choose them. It was rare for a boy to not have a sexual encounter with at least one member each evening. The boys were returned to the Stable after closing. They were given an hour to wind down and then Olaf paired them off for the night. They were awakened at noon every day if they were not already up. It never ceased to amaze Olaf that the horny, little bastards would suck and fuck each other every night after lights-out. You'd think they'd want to rest after being fondled and fawned over and fucked at the club. But a good Gani-boy was a sex machine. The tour was over; the rules were given. Now Olaf began pairing the other boys off for bed as Bobbi took Toni's hand and led him to a bedroom. Bobbi quickly stripped out of his clothes. As he did, Toni noticed a strange mark on the bottom of Bobbi's right ass-cheek. "Bobbi, what's that mark on your bun?" Toni asked. "It's my Ganymede tattoo. Master Cain registers each of us and assigns us an identifying number. They tattoo the number and its bar-code on each boy's ass. This way, the world knows that you are owned by the Club Ganymede." "This is really kind of scary." Toni replied. "I'm not sure I can go through with this." "The choice isn't really yours anymore, honey." Bobbi answered. "If you're here in the Stable, you'll never be able to get free. You're a Gani-boy now." "But, Mr. Cain said this was only a try-out; to see if I liked it." Toni said. "Well, you're meeting with Master Cain at the club tomorrow. You'll find out the score then. Right now, strip off those clothes and come to bed. I want to fuck that pretty, little ass of yours." Bobbi smiled. Toni stripped off his clothes and Bobbi led him to the bed. Bobbi drew Toni into his arms and the two pretty boys began to kiss and grope each other. Toni turned on his side and Bobbi spooned him. Bobbi reached to the night stand and got a tube of lubricant. He quickly coated his hard, throbbing organ with lube and then inserted his lubed fuck-finger into Toni's tight, little pussy. "You're a hot little bitch." Bobbi said as he slid his stiff cock into Toni's boy-pussy. "You're going to be a great Gani-boy." Toni closed his eyes and moaned with pleasure. He loved the feel of Bobbi's prick pulsating inside of him. Bobbi had closed his hand around Toni's hard, little joystick. He pulled the foreskin back and rubbed his thumb and forefinger over the sensitive glans sending the boy into a wild frenzy. "Yes, you little slut!" Bobbi hissed. "You want it bad, don't you?" "Yes, please, Bobbi, please fuck me. "Ahhhhhrrggg!" Toni moaned incoherently as he became consumed with passion and lust. "Cum for me, bitch!" Bobbi ordered. "Cum, you little sissy-slut!" And, on command, Toni's cock stiffened, and then began to shoot cum all over the bed sheet. Toni was mewling and growling and making little animal sounds in his throat as Bobbi stiffened and then began to spasm as the orgasm took him. He shot a huge load of cum into Toni's pussy. Toni was squirming and pressing against Bobbi as if he wanted his cock still deeper inside of him. Then, slated with lust, the two boys lay still on the bed. Bobbi held him tight. Bobbi's cock was still inside of him when Toni fell into sleep. Gani-boy Toni was awakened at noon by another of the boys, Remi. Bobbi was already up and about, so Remi had been tasked with getting Toni out of bed. Remi crawled into Toni's bed and slowly pulled the sheet off of him. With the boy still asleep, Remi began to lick Toni's flaccid little love-stick. It stiffened quickly and as Toni began to awaken, Remi sucked the boy's cock into his mouth. "Who? What?" Toni was startled. "Yes! Oh, yes!" He sobbed. Remi sucked expertly and greedily. Toni was once again losing control as he heard the sucking and slurping sounds coming from Remi's mouth and felt Remi's lips and mouth and tongue working his hard, little cock. Orgasm came quickly and Toni was soon shooting his morning load into Remi's captivating mouth. Toni collapsed onto the bed and Remi quickly covered Toni's mouth with his own, depositing the boy's cum into his mouth. Then Remi led him to the showers. There were three other Gani-boys in the showers. They quickly pulled Toni under one of the shower heads and as the water streamed over his body, one of the boys plunged his tongue into Toni's mouth. Each of them gave Toni a 'good morning' French-kiss. Then they soaped him and cleaned him and then each of them took a turn at sucking on his cock. When he was ready to cum, they jacked him off so that he came on the shower stall floor. They toweled him dry and helped him dress in the approved clothing for the Stable which consisted of a pair of white, cotton panties and a short silk robe that barely covered your ass. Breakfast and the rest of the day were uneventful. It was as if the boys needed to relax before the club opened. The bus came for them a little before five and took them to the club. Teri and Bobbi took charge of Toni again. They helped him to apply his makeup and fix his ponytail. They dressed him in the Gani-boy uniform: hot pink satin panties, black-mesh hose, sleeveless tuxedo shirt, hot pink suspenders and bowtie, gold chain-link belt, four-inch pumps and the metallic name tag with pink lettering - "Toni." Then Teri led him to Master Cain's office. Reggie Cain was sitting behind his desk. He did not get up when the boys entered. "Thanks, Teri, that will be all for now. I'll ring for you when we're done." Cain said. "Yes, Sir." Teri smiled and left the office, closing the door behind her. "Sit down, bitch." Cain ordered, motioning to a chair in front of the desk. Toni sat down. "Did you enjoy your first night as a Gani-boy?" Cain asked. "I . . . I guess so; yes, Daddy, I did." Toni stumbled. "But I'm not sure this is right for me, Daddy." "You have no choice, slut. You are mine now. You belong to Club Ganymede." "But you said it was a trial run last night." Toni responded. "I say what I need to in order to move things along. The fact is that you're mine to do with as I please." Cain said. "But my parents, my brother, they can't see me like this. I can't just go missing. They'll look for me." Toni pleaded. "You stupid, little faggot!" Cain answered. "They already know where you are. You were an embarrassment to your family. They couldn't wait to get rid of you. Your parents sold you to me a few weeks ago. I only came to that party at your parent's house to inspect my new merchandise. I bought you on the condition that you would be suitable for my purposes. Happily, you were perfect to be a Gani-boy; and now you are." "That . . . that can't be true!" Toni gasped, his eyes tearing up. "I'll tell you what's true, bitch! I paid good money for you and now you are my property. You will stay here and obey me. If you try to go back to your parent's house, they will not admit you. You are dead to them. If you try to go back to school, I'll send a little video compilation that I made to the Director of Student Affairs. You see, I recorded each little sexual encounter you've had since we met; sucking my cock at my office, getting fucked at my house, cavorting with older men at this club, getting fucked up the ass by Bobbi last night, getting sucked off by Remi this morning, cavorting in the shower with other perverted little sissy-boys. If you apply for a job somewhere, the video will be sent to your prospective employer. If you run away, I'll plaster the damn thing on the internet, so the whole world will know what a wicked little slut you are." Toni sat there, stunned! "Please, Daddy, don't do this." He pleaded. "I'm not your Daddy. I'm your Master. From now on, you will address me as 'Master Cain.' Understand, bitch?" Cain asked. "Yes." Toni answered meekly. "Yes, what, boy?" "Yes, Master Cain." "Good boy!" Reggie said. "Now I have a special guest coming tonight who may become a new member. You are assigned to him for the whole night. His name is Lester Downing." "But. . . but, he's one of my dad's partners." Toni blurted out. "Yes, and tonight you'll be his whore." Cain smiled as he rang for Teri. "Teri, take this little sissy and make sure she's ready for our guest tonight. I don't want anything to mar Mr. Downing's experience at Club Ganymede. Teri took Toni by the hand and led him out of Cain's office. Coda A week later, Toni sat bestride Master Richard on the bed, impaled on his huge, throbbing cock. He was spending the night with Master Richard who had already fucked him up the ass four times. The boy had his arms thrown over the back of his head, his eyes closed and he was moaning and gurgling as he humped up and down on the man's organ. The tattooed numbers on his ass still hurt Toni somewhat but the pleasurable feeling of Master Richard's hard rod pulsating in his pussy compensated for the slight pain. Toni was becoming very popular at Club Ganymede. He had developed a reputation as the insatiable new pussy-boy who was addicted to cock. And it was true! Toni craved cock - in his mouth, in his hands, in his boy-pussy; especially in his boy-pussy! He could feel Master Richard getting ready to cum now. Toni' own little cock was hard and throbbing and bouncing up and down as Toni increased the pace of his humping. "Fuck me! Yes, fuck me hard! Fuck me, Master! Cum inside me, Master!" Toni screamed as he felt Master Richard's cock tense and then shoot its first load of cum into the boy's pussy. Toni began to orgasm himself, shooting thin sheets of semen onto Master Richard's hairy chest as Master Richard shot another load of cum into his pussy; then another; and another; and another. Toni collapsed onto Master Richard's chest. His mouth sought out Richard's and he plunged his tongue into it as Richard wrapped his arms around the boy. Toni was consumed with lust! Toni was now a Gani-boy!