They Are A-OK Ch. 41

Terry moved behind him and took hold of his head while demanding, "Open wide slut!"

I stepped forward as Carlos opened his mouth like he was readying for a doctor to inspect his throat. Instead of a wooden stick he got my cock. As his wet mouth engulfed my dick his hot breath cascaded over my balls. Terry pushed his head forward burying his nose into my pubic hair and fully impaling him on my cock. Carlos' gage reflex caused his throat to grab my cock head. I could feel his chin on my balls and see the distress in his eyes. Terry refused to let him back off for a breath. I was amazed at how long Carlos was able to keep my cock in his throat without puking. His breath came in snorts through his nose as his throat continued to squeeze my cock head.

When Terry finally relented and allowed Carlos to take a breath, the young man released my cock and panted for a few seconds. Then without instruction or force he lustfully licked up and down my shaft. After that he took my cock back into his mouth and down his throat without Terry forcing the issue.

"I told you he was a fucking cock sucking maniac," Terry declared as Carlos deep throated my cock like it was no bigger than a child's thumb.

Terry left us for a moment to retrieve the lube that he knew I kept in my nightstand. As Carlos continued to swallow my throbbing meat, Terry lubed our young brother's ass. When he was ready, we had him turn around and get on his hands and knees. I knelt behind him and rammed my cock deep into his ass as Terry began fucking his willing mouth. I swear the little fucker purred as he took our cocks deep in both ends. His rectum was soft and warm and gently cradled my cock like a well lubricated cunt as I gave him a rough ride. Terry was no gentler with the kid's throat than I was with his ass. I came hard sending a torrent of my hot seed into his body.

When I withdrew, Terry quickly took my place. Though I thought it impossible, my fellow councilmen seemed to be fucking our little brother even harder than I had. I could hear their bodies slapping together amidst Carlos's seductive moans. Impulsively I moved behind Terry and reached between his legs. As I massaged his tightening ball sack, I shoved a finger into Terry's twitching asshole. After a minute of having my finger in his body, Terry cried out and jammed his cock deep into the kid. I pressed my body into my friend's shaking torso and felt the intensity of his climax. Surprisingly, Carlos had maintained controlled.

"What is a matter, you little bitch? Don't we excite you enough to make you cum?" I snarled as Terry sat on the floor panting like a wounded animal.

"I..er..um, am sorry, Sir. Brother Terry has always insisted that I maintain control of my needs until given permission to climax," He stuttered, clearly fearful of my wrath.

"Well, I guess you have some very special ability," I said sarcastically as I grabbed his throbbing erection.

I closed my fist hard on his shaft as if I was trying to squeeze juice from a lemon. I stared into Carlos's eyes. He was panting and shaking. His eyes were wide open. I could feel his excitement has he anticipated the unknown treatment he was about to receive.

"Brother John," He gasped, "You are amazing!"

I let go of his cock and asked, "How so?"

"Your power, your sexuality, everything is beyond anything I ever imagined knowing," He responded in a sincere sounding way.

Carlos could not know that he was stroking my dark side. I growled hungrily. I wanted to use the kid in ways I was sure he had not imagined. Terry clearly knew where Carlos was leading me. My friend reached out and touched my arm. I felt his fingers wrap around my wrist. He squeezed gently. I knew he was trying to cool my savage desires, but the darkness was upon me. My instinct was to strike my friend, but somehow I managed to maintain decorum. Striking a fellow councilmen in front of so junior a brother would have been a major transgression. Instead I gently pushed his hand away.

"Brother Terry, this little cunt needs to learn the folly of his failure and be truly tested," I said as calmly as I could manage.

I pressed on despite the distress I saw in Terry's eyes.

"Carlos, you failed us all when you slept while you were supposed to be protecting our sacred house. You follow this by making impossible claims of your abilities to control your body!" I snarled.

"Sir, please, I make no claim of my ability, just of my teaching," He said.

"You contradict me, cunt?" I asked as I slapped his still fully erect cock.

"Never, sir," He said sounding scared but looking excited.

I was certain he wanted what was coming more than I.

"Stand up, bitch!" I demanded.

He jumped to his feet instantly and I grabbed his ball sack and yanked downward. Though he yelped slightly, I could see a sparkle in his eyes and the slight curvature at the corners if his lips indicating that he was suppressing a smile.

"You like this, don't you brother?" I asked as I continued to pull his sack down.

"Oh, god, Sir, I love the way you make me feel," He gasped.

"Brother John, may I speak to you privately?" Terry asked sounding desperate.

I wanted to simply tell him to leave the room, but brotherhood rules demanded I grant his request. I released Carlos sack and stood up. I asked our younger brother to wait in the hall. He walked out of the room, naked and fully erect without a hint of concern about who might observe him.

"John, I love and respect you, but I have to ask you to step back. Carlos doesn't know you as I do. He doesn't know what he is goading you into doing," Terry insisted.

"I have never seen you as a pussy or ignorant cunt, before, Terry," I barked letting him see that his interruption was only adding fuel to darkness. "He knows what he is bringing forth and he wants it as much as you have wanted it in the past."

"John, you aren't being fair to me and you can't know what he wants. He is a good AOK and will accept, maybe even encourage anything you want."

"You really are a dumb fuck," I said laughing before reaching for Terry's balls. "Maybe, you want to take his place?"

Terry stared hard at me and smiled as I squeezed his nuts.

"Careful, John, there are limits even to the presidents power to act without reason," Terry said calmly.

I let go his balls and pushed him back. I knew he didn't understand why I was feeling the dark desires.

"Terry, you should leave. I have all the reason I need to give Carlos what I am certain he wants and I know I have to have," I explained.

"I want to stay and make sure you don't take it too far."

"No, get out and send Carlos back in here!" I demanded. "I promise he will be fine and leave very happy."

Terry picked up his clothes opened the door. He left and Carlos came back in to face his fate. My friend's led me to want to be sure of my convictions about Carlos's desires

"Come sit with me brother," I directed softly.

As we sat I asked, "I would like you speak openly and truthfully, Carlos."

I stroked his cheek as he assured me he would always do so.

"It is my belief that you like to be treated harshly. Am I correct?"

"Um, that is a hard question, Sir. I like to be controlled certainly. But I seem to want more from you. I was not just saying what I thought you wanted to hear, when I told you how I felt about your power and stuff."

I grabbed his thigh and dug my fingers into his flesh as I pulled his face to mine with my other hand. His soft lips seemed to melt into mine as they parted giving me unhindered access to explore his moist mouth with my tongue. He sighed as I kissed him deeply while gripping his leg like a vise.

After a couple of minutes, I pulled away and asked, "How do you feel now?"

"Amazing, I feel like you could make me cum without ever touching me in what most would call a sexual area," He admitted.

I told him to get up and bend over the bed. He did so quickly without a hint of hesitation.

"I am going to take you places that you have never been. Do you want to go?"

"Oh god, yes, Sir, I want to experience everything with you," He answered breathlessly.

I stood behind him and used my foot to push his legs apart. I reached up under him and grabbed his hard cock and pulled it back

"Oh, fuck, yes!" He wailed.

I slapped his buttocks hard before moving to the other side of the room. There was a drawer in the dresser full of seldom used toys. Carlos was about to experience what I believed would be new sensations for him. I grabbed a couple of items and returned to the bedside. Without a word I gave him another hard slap on his ass. Then I tickled his tight ball sack before placing a leather bag tightly on his scrotum. After giving his still pulled back cock a squeeze I hung weights from a ring attached to the leather pouch.

"Mmmmmmmmmmm," He purred as his nuts were pulled downward.

As I admired his stretched nut sack, I inserted a tube of lubricant into his anus. He pushed back against the tube like he was trying to get more of it into his ass. I added generous amount of lube to the cum that remained from his earlier fucking. Once I had him lubed up I shoved a long, fat gel filled dong deep into his rectum. I used duct tape to secure it deep inside him. Next I employed a standard frat house paddle. I used it on his buttocks and upper things. Every few whacks it came down onto the back of the dildo. Copious amounts of precum oozed from his bent back erection.

"I see that you like this position, bitch," I snarled as I reached for my own hardening cock.

"Yes, Sir, I am so excited I feel like you gave me some wondrous drug," He responded sincerely.

I moved between his legs and put my cock against his throbbing tool. I stroked them together knowing he was already fighting his release.

"Oh fuck," He wailed.

"Control yourself!" I barked and whacked his ass hard with the paddle as I continued stroking our cocks.

"Pleaseeeeeeeeeeee," He pleaded.

I let go our cocks and smacked his stretched ball sack. Then I grabbed his neck and pulled him up to a standing position with the fake cock still embedded in his ass. He spread his legs and squatted slightly to help accommodate the invader.

I moved my mouth to his right ear and gently bit his ear lobe before whispering, "Begging won't help you. Bad little cunts need to take their medicine like men."

"Yes, Sir," He said suppressing his obvious desire to sob.

"Want more, Carlos?" I asked in a nasty tone.

"Oh, god, yes, please, Sir," He answered in a genuinely honest way.

I knew that I had found an ideal plaything for my dark times. I ripped the tape off his ass and tossed aside the fake dick. I easily shoved my cock into his wide open asshole. I buried myself ball deep in his body. I reached around his trembling torso and grabbed his throbbing cock as I ground my cock deep into his rectum. My balls pressed to his ass. The weight hanging from his nut sack bounced against my leg as I roughly jerked his dick. He began to pant in a way that clearly indicated that his was becoming desperate for release.

"Fuck, oh no, I...I...I cacacacan't hold out," He lamented.

Yet he did hold out. Even with my cock pressed into his prostate he somehow willed himself not to cum.

"Control until the very end. There will never be permission given, Carlos," I informed him and drew my body away from his ass.

Just as my cock was about to evacuate his body, I slammed back into him, fully filling his slick, wide-open ass. I started fucking him in earnest. Driving my cock in and out of him like I was jack hammering a resistant concrete slab. But there was no resistance from Carlos. His body rocked with mine. After a couple of minutes, I could tell he was on the verge of losing control. His rectal muscles were contracting on my cock. I was racing toward my own climax as I drove deep into him one more time. I ground my cock into his prostate and his cock erupted sending the contents of his balls spurting onto my bed. I gripped his cock harder as his rectum closed tighter around my cock. I sent cum shooting into his bowels for the second time that afternoon.

After recovering I made him lick his cum from my sheets. Then I knelt between his legs and carefully removed the weight and leather sack form his stretched scrotum. I knew that he would have soreness to remind of our playtime for many days. I guess that is why I impulsively gave his wounded sack a soft kiss. Then I stood and turned his body to face me. I pulled him into my arms and kissed him deeply. Carlos was like clay in my hands at that point. I could have done anything to him as a sculptor can make a brown lump of clay into any object he chooses.

"You failed me," I said indifferently after pulling my lips from his mouth.

"I know, Sir. I am sorry, but I think it impossible to deny myself for long with you," He responded clearly expecting an even harsher punishment than what he had received.

"Turn around!" I demanded.

I gave each of his ass cheeks three hard whacks with my bare hand. Then I walked over to the door and pulled it open. As I expected, Terry was still standing there waiting for Carlos.

"Come in, brother," I said without a hint of surprise in my voice.

He stepped into the room and fixed his gaze on Carlos's glowing red ass.

"Brother Carlos, are you alright?" Terry asked clearly concerned for the kid.

"Greetings, brother, I am far better than alright. Perhaps better than I have ever been," Our younger brother replied in an earnest tone.

"Terry you are a good brother for caring so, but I am disappointed that you did not trust my judgment," I said calmly after asking Carlos to turn around.

The darkness was quelled for the moment. Even though it was unusual for a councilman to be dressed down in front of a young brother, Terry had no quarrel with me. He and I knew that the great trust we must have was violated.

"I am sorry, John, um Sir. You are my friend and the greatest of the brothers. I know well that it was wrong to lack faith in you. But it was only out of compassion that I acted so. There is no more I can do than beg your forgiveness and beseech you not to let my transgression harm our friendship," Terry said as he dropped to his knees.

I walked over to Carlos, kissed him softly and asked him to leave us. The younger man quickly gathered his clothing and left the room without dressing.

"Fuck, Terry, I am that bad? Did you really think I would hurt that kid badly? How did you not see that he wanted what I did? Jesus, I know that you love to punish. Why after all we have done together could you not trust me?" I demanded to know as soon as we were alone.

"John, I am truly sorry. But we both know that there is something inside you that makes you dangerous at times. I believe that part of you makes you a great leader, but also imperils those that misunderstand what they are unleashing when they taunt you," Terry answered with tears filling his eyes while still kneeling.

"Fuck, get up you dumb bastard!"

He rose and I went to him. We shared a sloppy, open-mouthed kiss that was more loving than sexual. I am sure if I had not been spent it would have led to a more intimate and loving sexual encounter. But I was fully drained from my encounter with Carlos. The lump in Terry's pants indicated he was not as spent as I. I may have given into baser urges and blown my friend, but I had more pressing needs. I wanted to get to Ol' Fred's journal.

"Are we ok?" He asked sounding truly worried when I ended the kiss.

"We will be after you have been properly punished." I answered softly.

Terry's eyes were suddenly wider than I thought possible.

"Friday at the council meeting you will confess your offense. The council will have the final say as to punishment, but I will press for a bare-assed paddling right then and there."

"Others will expect something more and may be suspect if you suggest a lesser than proscribed punishment for what will sound a very serious infraction."

"At a minimum, I should be belted by each member with you delivering the last and harshest of the lashes."

"I don't want your ass to be scarred. I can make the case that your compassion for the kid was a mitigating circumstance."

"You can not make that case, John. Neither of us should go too deep into the circumstances. I will not reveal the reasons, the things about you that I know."

"I am not suggesting you reveal anything. I will make the case for mercy. There will be no need to discuss my dark side."

"Without that there would be no logical reason for my concern. Please, just let me confess that I disagreed with you and acted without thinking things through. I am ready to accept the council's judgment on punishment."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes," He said barely above a whisper. "But I have a favor to ask."

"What favor?"

"Let me bare my ass and use your belt on me as you would an errant pledge. I need to be properly punished or I can never forgive myself for doubting.

I nodded and he quickly shed his pants. I looked around for my belt as eh bent over my bed.

"This is going to hurt like hell, my friend," I suggested.

"I know it should," He acknowledged as he grabbed a pillow.

As he buried his face in the pillow I could see that he shove part of the fabric into his mouth to muffle his cries. When it was done his ass was streaked with deep red marks and rapidly rising welts. I kissed him again and then told him that I had some things to do. He went to his room and I went to the showers. In the shower I gently declined Colin's offer of sexual favors. As much as I enjoyed the chubby gofer's attentions, even if I hadn't been spent, I wanted to get to my reading without any more delay.

"Are you ok, John? I can't remember you turning my ass down so casually before," Colin inquired.

"Oh fuck, I am sorry. I'm fine and you are as desirable to me as always. I've been fucking for the last two hours and need some recharge time," I said honestly.

"Want me to come by in a couple of hours then?" He asked hopefully.

"I have a lot of work to do this afternoon. Maybe, I can find you after dinner for a quickie?"

He jokingly told me not to do him any favors. I slapped his cute ass and told him not to forget his manners.

"Oh fuck, I'm sorry. I am stupid sometimes. Let me lick your asshole or something to apologize."

I couldn't resist the offer, so I turned around and spread my ass cheeks. He quickly got on the floor behind me and began teasing my anus with his hot tongue. He spent a couple of minutes rimming me before I told him that his apology was accepted. When I turned around I saw that he enjoyed it more than I did. His sweet cock was rock hard. I lathered up my hands and jerked him off. He seemed very puzzled after shooting his seed onto the wet tile floor of the shower.

I returned to my room and threw on a pair of gym shorts and a tee shirt. There wasn't much sense in getting dressed since I was sure I would be fucking another of my brothers before too long. It would be Colin at some point, but in the house one never knew what opportunities would be presented. I took the annotated journal of Frederick Stimson from the drawer and lay on bed to begin reading. I was apprehensive of what I was about to learn. From what I had already learned in the secret room, it was clear that what I knew about Ol' Fred's teachings was at least partially fabricated sometime in the forties.