Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience. The end of the new world – and the reawakening of the old one – is coming… Well, at least in story form… and hopefully, you will be, too! WELCOME Welcome to the blog for the “Holiness of Sodom” erotic stories. The “Holiness of Sodom” is a series of mildly supernatural themed man/boy S&M porn; this scary/sexy evilness means that on some level the story is also horror of sorts. It *should* go without saying that this is a work of fiction. The fantasies in these stories should not be taken as based on real history, past or future, and are not meant as depictions of moral behavior. This writing is for adult entertainment only. No children are involved in its creation, and children are asked to not take part in reading it. The title refers to the sacrilegious (or sacred?) term for the goal of an underground movement working to undermine all governments, societies, cultures, etc. This goal is to bring back the world as it once existed 10000 years ago (in the story’s history, not ours): a harmonious period of humankind where males have sex with each other primarily, male sex among family members is practically viewed as sacred, and male S&M and rape are treated as normal activities. This secret organization has a set of weapons: sexual devices that, once used on a male, “cures him” (in their way of thinking) of his inhibitions toward homosexuality and incest (particularly between adult men and prepubescent boys). In addition, women/girls have their own ideology, that results in the two genders acting almost as different species, preferring the company of their own gender, aside from occasional reproduction. (This means there will likely be no heterosexual or lesbian activity depicted in these stories.) Of course, at times, this involves keeping people in line, particularly adult male outsiders who have been chosen to become Sodomites. This is done through a process of brainwashing so perfect – and so attuned to the collective male unconsciousness – that it does not change a person’s mind, but causes the buried emotions and homoerotic urges that exist in all males to resurface after millennia of repression. WRITING STYLE The writing style, setting, tone, and character types in the stories varies: some have a relatively current (at the time of writing) feel; others may appear set in a time and culture radically unlike modern, “civilized” life. Some may depict an unexceptional, mundane environment, appearing to a casual observer like many schools or farms we see today; others might depict places you don’t commonly see: a reimagining of ancient city life, or a sex prison or torture chamber. Some segments may even consist of characters reading books or comics, or watching videos or plays, created in a quite different perspective. Some stories or individual episodes depict a mix of men and boys, while others might focus primarily on men, or on boys; there might even be whole stretches where the sex and interactions are between men alone and boys alone. However, while the characters, setups, personalities, activities, ages, etc. will vary, there is a common theme: male homosexual sex and male/male incest, with an focus on bondage and S&M, rape, electrotorture, “sex therapy” by twisted yet sincere “doctors”, and brainwashing and mind control. DISCLAIMERS AND WARNINGS Like so many disclaimers, the writing contained here is intended only for adult consumption. The acts described involve sexual abuse and torture, as well as homosexual sexual activity, particularly between adult men and underage boys. I wish to make it clear that I condemn rape and adult/pre-adult sex in real life, even when the abuser thinks the victim is willing. Anyone who is interested in engaging in sex with pre-adults, or committing rape on anyone, should not read this, and instead seek treatment to prevent them from severely hurting others. Likewise, anyone who believes this fictional writing, including fictitious themes such as magic and rape victims enjoying being raped, should seek help to get a better grasp of reality. Potential readers who have endured actual sexual assault or childhood sexual abuse should approach these stories with caution. I welcome any adult reader, for full disclosure, I want to make sure you are aware the writing will frequently depict situations such as underage boys (and men who are definitely not underage) enduring rape and electrotorture, as well as willingly enjoying sex with men, and even enjoying in S&M. There’s also a bit of what in real life amounts to victim blaming. The depictions herein are not meant to represent people’s reactions in real life, but some people may interpret it as belittling real experiences of child sex abuse victims, so I want you to be aware of the content before you decide to read this. Finally, any comments will be lightly moderated. I don’t think most ASSTR site even need to do so, but I’ll keep this available, in case any reader wants to post spam links, rants against the fantasies contained herein, encouraging real pedophile sex, etc. I will read comments, respond to those that are real attempts at feedback, and will delete clearly off-topic comments such as spam links, rants against the fantasies contained herein, encouraging real pedophile behavior or links, etc. Thus, please take these stories for what they’re intended, and don’t ask when I’m going to start maiming or killing everyone, or having everyone literally eat each other, or act like the ass is a soft-serve yogurt-poo machine, as I’ll find those comments not worth responding to.) I may eventually entertain fan fiction, such as writing of the life of Gomorrahns by those inclined to attraction to women. At this point, however, the writing is not anywhere near having this sort of discussion. WHY: MY LITERAL CHILDHOOD EROTIC STORIES The goal of the Holiness of Sodom (or, at least, the stories by that name) is to take the erotic fantasies I had had as a child and revisit them in the much scarier, sadomasochistic fantasy world that I have as an adult man. Yes, you read that right: I had erotic fantasies even as a young kid. In spite of what some people say about childrens’ sex drives, I still had a level of erotic drive and desire as a child which didn’t fade out for a few years before puberty, but actually remained. Simple, but with elements of sci-fi, fantasy, occasionally with imagery that to an adult might border on horror. Many adults would be startled to hear a child describe this: Men and boys living in an environment where being naked together is viewed as not merely normal, but the only way they can imagine. But they aren’t just some sort of gender-segregated nudists, as I imagined them enjoying “urinals” that actually grasp and pleasure the genitals; each one labelled for the male who uses it. It’s not simply fun and sex games: Other fantasies concern males who are frightened and trapped, with cameras zooming in on their unwillingly aroused cocks. (Once, in my later childhood, I actually had to explain away a picture I drew several years earlier that showed a stiff erection on a video screen! I think I wound up drawing a smiley face on the circle that originally represented the glans penis.) Men are captured by scientist villains and suffer having their limbs neatly (and only mildly painfully) lopped off in order to mold a sculpture-like torso cast – then reassembled like a children’s doll, no worse for the wear. Another man had his fully aroused genitals removed (again, very neatly) for close study, and temporarily replaced with a rigidly erect, glowing glass replica that remained constantly aroused, yet constantly aching. A policeman and robber are captured by android-like men, and get a tiny implant inserted into the underbelly, that controls them and turns them into similar, android-like men – their bodies appear normally human, but they move too smoothly and precisely, with expressionless, catatonic faces. Their genitals now act as the handle of an access panel: just get the man hard, pull his cock/handle to open the genital access panel on the unseen hinge he now has, tinker with his now robotic innards, and close him back up. (I’m pretty sure his was inspired by a non-sexual image I must have seen in some sci-fi TV show, only with different body parts.) These new robot men then join with their captors to track and convert other men… Likewise, while my erotic fantasies and attractions changed and grew up, I still retained mostly good memories of my occasional childhood sex play, and my childhood erotic fantasies. When I was in my early 20s, I discovered online erotic stories, such as Usenet and the ASSTR site. I was finally, to some degree, able to revisit my childhood fantasies and see other people’s versions of them. However, I haven’t really liked what I found, as generally the erotica regarding childhood sexuality tends to instead focus on predatory men. Or else, an otherwise enjoyable scene might turn me off by involving fetishes I am not aroused by: females, scat, rape resulting in injury, mutilation, castration, snuff… Or even worse, very poorly written porn. Ugh! I can tune out occasional misspellings or correct small grammatical errors every couple of paragraphs, but if I have to constantly engage in acting as an editor for the writer by making corrections every few words, I might as well write my own. So, that’s what I did. I took one short fantasy I found online, describing a series of experiments designed to force males into homosexuality, including one with two boys (whatever that means, the writer didn’t elaborate other than to call most males “men” and a few males “boys”) subjected to electroshocks while forced to have anal sex. I slowly started adding to it, giving names and ages to the boys, describing the men who were experimenting on them, the ways the electrodes were used, the movies the boys were made to watch… Then added a few other scenes: Details on the movie the boys were watching, showing three men related to one young boy, all four of whom were brainwashed to enjoy group incestuous sex – though the story didn’t explain how. Another scene where one man painfully abuses and stimulates the boys with painful genital electric shocks for hours, while another lectures them as he gives them a sexual demonstration of masturbation to them… A scene showing the men’s control panels for monitoring, stimulating, hurting, and pleasuring the boys – and recording their sexual responses… Soon I had not just a few scenes, but recurring characters with at least a bit of personality; a goal more complex than just having homosexual sex with males of a variety of ages; and a little bit of a plot – a plot about sex, of course, but also hinting a bit at world domination for “its own good”, rather than just an assortment of orgies. As time went on, I would sometimes incorporate my current burly, manly crushes into the fantasies as subjects, or “staff members”: bearded guys from gay sites mixing with truck drivers, soldiers, cowboys, and athletes. Young men with light body hair mixed with more experienced “daddy” types — or sometimes literal daddies. Men would be represented from different races, and on different continents – all reimagined as having been brainwashed to work for the goal of reorienting humankind to this twisted, supernaturally revealed ideal of males worshipping the male body and sexuality. And all operating in this darker, twisted version of my childhood sexual fantasies, essentially plunging my childhood self into what would have been a criminally sexually abusive chamber of horrors if real people were involved. WHY NOT PZA? I could have posted on PZA’s site, but I wanted to keep to my own imagery that they are not interested in: Optional focusing on men in sex stories without boys present; sex involving boys as young as four; lines or scenes where characters reject or condemn religion, as well as scenes parodying religious belief, both in and out of the mainstream; characters expressing (their own, wrong even in their universe) racist or nationalistic statements; prison settings that are in some ways similar to concentration/internment/reeducation camps. FETISHES I’M NOT INTERESTED IN The goal of the story, though, is really to please myself, and to share my fantasies with others. So, I should state up front the kind of sex fetishes you may commonly see in child sex stories that you won’t see in mine. On the other hand, as extreme as man/boy sex is, you won’t – there’s some lines which are too extreme for me, as the fantasy really comes down to what I had imagined as a kid, and what turned me on. So, there’s a few things you won’t see. 1. No scat. I have never enjoyed anything about scat, which is good enough reason to skip it. There is lots of enema play, though. I find playing with a washed out ass a lot more enjoyable, and versatile, than playing with one that hasn’t yet been cleaned. Besides, toys and electodildoes like the type I mention in the Holiness of Sodom work better in a clean rectum, and the general atmosphere smells more pleasant. (OK, that should be the literal atmosphere…) 2. Any violence contained will be relatively mild. There is no mutilation, no castration, no cutting up or sawing off or killing. Again, my fantasies involve the fun and scariness of forced sex, and things that destroy the body take me out of it. There may be, on rare occasion, killing in the plot of a story, but it will not be related to the sex. Also, I may include a few light medical scenes, such as examining someone’s urethra or rectum, but nothing to the point of invasive or amputational surgery. 3. Likewise, relating to the desire to not include damaging or injury, mutilation or anything, I won’t include adult men anally raping boys, or having anal sex with boys who are small enough that realistically, the sex depicted would result in injury or death. There may be man/boy anal sex, but the folks in the story have guidelines that would prohibit this without proper preparation ahead of time. 4. No female erotica. I am sexually uninterested in females, so you won’t see women or girls in this story sexually. They do exist as occasional characters, as Gomorrah is the sister of Sodom, and the Gomorran culture geared toward women and girls has their own practices, beliefs, ethics, etc., which are very different than those of the Sodomite men and boys. Stil, since female sexuality doesn’t appear in my erotic fantasies, you won’t see it in my stories, either. On the other hand, I’m perfectly willing for adult women to read, leave feedback, and critique the stories, as is the case for any other adult who wishes to read it for entertainment. 5. Finally, there are a few other kinks that I find too extreme that you won’t see in my stories. Really, I am trying to tag my stories clearly and thoroughly, so if I don’t tag fetishes from the main asstr list, then it’s a good sign that it’s not included in my writing. You won’t see, for example, bestiality, necrophilia, “feminizing” males, and sexualizing toddlers and infants. RECURRING FETISHES & THEMES On that last point… My earliest memories of enjoying sexual activity, feeling aroused, etc. began when I was somewhere around 4 or 5, so I am definitely willing to go that early in the stories – even if the idea of a kid that young getting hot and bothered when anticipating sex after experiencing it a few times isn’t too realistic, well then, I’m fine with stretching this aspect of the story for the sake of a good beat-off fantasy.. However, I have decided to make that the age of 4-years-old a strict barrier, and not delve into sexual depictions of younger boys. For Pete’s sake, if fantasies of 4-year-old boys having sex, including forced sex and S&M, isn’t young enough for your fantasies, then I don’t think I can give you what you want. All right, so I went into detail about fetishes and common sexual fantasies I don’t like. Now, it would probably be much more effective to give you detail on recurring fetishes and themes you will find in these stories. 1. The central theme is my fetish for masculine men – especially men with beards, body hair, and muscle – dominating other men, and boys, inflicting pain and sexual abuse (and sometimes sharing it), and otherwise bending the boys’ and men’s minds to conform to the sexual wishes and spiritual beliefs of the Sodomites. The beards and body hair also adds to the idea that the men involved in this believe in even returning their bodies to a fairly primeval state, letting their beards and often their hair, grow long. In many cases, this sense of manliness might be highlighted by presenting a given man as a stereotypically masculine character: a military man, a prison guard or policeman (or, the opposite, a prisoner), an athlete or coach, a “redneck”, hunter, or other outdoorsman. However, in some cases, the man is just described as strong and nude, with no background other than someone who has sex with and dominates men and/or boys. 2. Sexual activity between boys, as well as between boys and men. While often depicted as consensual fun, it also will often include sex abuse (including inflicting pain or forced sex) of boys, including very young as young as 4 (though not earlier) 3. If I haven’t already made myself very clear already, S&M in these stories is a given, and relationships – even incestuous, loving, caring relationships – frequently partake in S&M sex. This includes men and boys in different combinations; just because a boy is younger and smaller than a man doesn’t mean that he can’t be the dominant partner in a session. (In fact, I think there’s far too little M/b S&M writing involving a child doms, which I hope to remedy!) So, if you’re looking specifically for a gentle, tender fantasy, this won’t be it. 4. Anal sex, including anally rape, as well as using sex toys on unwilling partners, such as a boy with fingers or “boy-sized” dildos when a boy is too small to take an adult male’s dick up the ass without endangering his health or life. (Though, of course, for a boy to have to take the erection of a boy around his own age up the ass is considered less risky!) Electrified dildos that inflict pain and intensify sexual response are frequently used, though the younger the boy is, the less pain is inflicted compared to the level inflicted on a teen or adult man. 5. In an interesting variation on this: boys, whether unwilling or willing, sexually abusing men, forcibly masturbating men, stimulating unwilling men’s sexual areas forcibly with sex toys or sexual pain devices. (Raping a victim with a shock dildo and using electrodes on his genitals can be done to a man just as well as to a boy, and done by a boy just as well as by a man.) 6. Sexually assaulting male families, such as abusing a father and/or grandfather together with their boys. This can include men raping the adult victims in front of the boys, who are themselves subjected to sexual abuse, . The boys are forced to watch their fathers/grandfathers subjected to rape and torture, forced to stare at the sight of rapist cocks repeatedly jabbing the asses of screaming, crying adult victims, under the threat that if the boys don’t keep their eyes on the rape of their family members, all of them will be hurt even worse. Typical of this fantasy is an added detail of the boy himself getting his sexuality painfully electrostimmed while forced to witness the rape. This might even be described as “sex education”. 7. Interrogations, including forcing the subject to go into details about secret or reluctant sex fantasies. An interrogation can use the tools mentioned previously, as well as multiple ones at once to pressure the male victim to confess the truth about anything he’s asked. Magic (or magic-like technology) can be useful to force males to admit fantasies they have but want to deny, such as a father forced to acknowledge that he gets aroused remembering the experience of being painfully anally raped immediately in front of his son’s face as the frightened boy was forced to jerk him off. 8. Sex machines: devices made to monitor and control males’ sexual response and sensation, including being able to subject them to pain as well as pleasure – if needed, both at the same time. And yeah, so many people in the story are sadomasochists, who for example, get off on hurting males while subjecting themselves to the same (or milder) treatment. Electrostim is a good start for this idea, it would definitely play a role. However, this aspect beyond just differing levels and sensations of electrostim; it also includes a level of sophistication to their technology that goes beyond what is available to us now – because it is just fantasy, I don’t have to worry too much about the concepts behind this technology. It includes anything from detailed feedback about someone’s sexual response; to controlling his body’s function: breathing, heart rate, muscular contractions, even amounts of pain and pleasure; to probing his mind to get at what he desires, and even controlling and reshaping his mind to think and desire what his captors think is best for him. 9. Brainwashing: males subjected to painful sexual treatment devised to change their thoughts. In these stories, it involves a form of magic; the result is not viewed as brainwashing, but as liberation of their true nature from millennia of repression of the natural male homosexual lust and the lust of men and boys for each other. The conversion process is irresistible, with no victim able to keep from being forcefully convinced. Also, the conversion of mankind (man/boy-kind?) is irresistible, as each abuser/reeducator works on many men and/or boys, who themselves may work on many men and/or boys, eventually converting everyone they find worth converting. No male is immune or otherwise able to successfully resist the brainwashing; if the Sodomites have someone, they want him, and they will break him – and make him one of them. And yes, the vast majority of men and boys world wide are males that the Sodomites want Likewise, fathering a boy after conversion promises that the boy will be “brought up right”, and guarantees it if the boy endures conversion between 4 years old to puberty. 10. Stockholm syndrome of a torturer making a subject fall in love with him. This is a powerful and natural part of psychology here, with victims respecting their abusers after the brainwashing is complete. A twisted variation is a scenario where an abuser forces his victim to write a pornographic “thank you” letter, detailing the sex abuse he so rightly deserved. Of course, the flip side is also true, where the abuser falls in love with his victims and feels like a father figure or mentor to them. (Particularly since sexualized father/son relationships are such a prized part of this culture.) 11. Rape/electrotorture treated not just as lustful, cruel entertainment for the abuser, but intellectualized as a tool: as “therapy” and “sex education” for the patient (that is, the victim), or an experiment to study something or other (such as the efficacy of electroshock at forcing multiple orgasms), or even as training, demonstrating to an audience how to perform the same abuse on other males. If the activity is recorded, it can easily turn into numbers 11 or12, depending on whether the experiment or sex education session is recorded just as porn, or as a tool for multiple types of instruction. 12. Watching and participating in pornography (either willingly or not), including porn made from recording willing sex, rape, sexual assault, forced sex, or other abuse. In time, this builds up a massive library with a wide variety of videos, so that a request as specific as: “Find a movie of an eager 7-10 year old biracial boy sounding his unwilling, balding, gray-haired black grandfather” might come up with only a dozen or so videos. Similarly, one man playfully, casually flirting with another might be surprised by the friend’s response, offering loads of porn that were made of the friend, including ones he was forced into: “Not tonight, my family and my son’s gym coach are participating in an erotic exam of my son’s sports fetishes. But I have a few videos here of me you can borrow: a solo video focused on me, one of me and my son making out, me being raped in front of my son, me and my son having electrotreatment… Oh, this one’s just great! I wanted it to just be jerking off with him, but he turned it into a fun, ball-squeezing video! He’s almost always horny for giving and receiving ball pain.” 13. Related to the above, other sexualized media: Childrens’ (obviously, boys’) books, teachers’ guides, child-rearing manuals, scientific studies and lectures, video games, even plays and music, that focus on or incorporate live sex, or drawings, photos, and recordings – and even cartoon images and animations – of sex. As above, this includes anything from males willingly having sex, to being forced to have sex with each other, to sexually abused, raped, and having sexual pain inflicted. In this case, the porn may not be the sole reason: a pornographic video game might be also for just plain entertainment; a lecture might be for education, not just an excuse for a live sex show, etc. REVISING A SHORT, INNOCENT CHILDHOOD EVENT INTO A LONGER “EROTIC REHABILITATION” And really, when it comes down to it, this part of my fantasy life is something of a scary but safe “do-over” of my childhood – one which would obviously be unethical and horrific if it happened to real people, but is still a very exciting fantasy: a sexual horror story merging frustrations and fantasies from my childhood with the perspectives and fetishes of a grown man with a twisted fantasy life. For example, let’s take a look at that day when I was only 4 or so, and I playfully spanked my Dad’s butt in the shower, and wanted to jingle the big “jingle bells” that hung down below his penis, fascinated by his adult male body, but got scolded by him, “Stop that!” Sure, it was mostly innocent, and he was in the right to tell me that this was inappropriate and unwanted touching. But you aren’t browsing ASSTR for stories about children being taught to control their sexual curiosity and respect the privacy of other people’s bodies, right? SAMPLE FICTION So let me revisit this short scene to illustrate my fetishes and fantasies listed above, with an abbreviated erotic fantasy story, making unwilling examples of my 4-year-old self – and my father – in order to show how the Sodomites capture males and teach them “proper” sexual behavior and beliefs. Let’s watch as the Sodomites demonstrate why they are too dangerous for reality, as they break the wall between fantasy and reality, and capture us, force us into their horrific fantasy prison, and brainwash us through various horrifically sexy techniques: MOLESTED WHILE FORCED TO WITNESS MY FATHER’S RAPE Forcing me to watch and listen to my strong, hairy father screaming, then weeping as he’s subjected to anal rape in front of me while another abuser finger-fucks and masturbates me. The abuser has chocolate brown skin, and rubs his bushy, curly beard against my neck as he rapes me to multiple orgasm with his hands, while I see my Dad raped to multiple orgasm. I’m threatened that if I don’t watch what my Daddy is enduring, we will both be hurt much worse. What I’m not told is that my father and I will in fact be hurt much worse anyway. I see my father’s rape experience, as the repeated rape and masturbation forces him to ejaculate hard; this is the first time in my life seeing my father either sexually responsive, or suffering abuse. I’m unable to comprehend what I’m seeing, except to feel horrified; this gets worse when my abuser masturbates and finger-fucks me with some of my father’s cum, and forces the rest down my throat. That’s only the first of many of my Dad’s loads I will be made to take in and on my body. My father is still fairly young – past adolescence, but under 40 – so he will wind up producing 5 or more ejaculations like that every day… As several rapists sodomize my naked father, his raging and cursing softens to moans of pain and choked sobbing. Daddy tearfully begs our rapists to stop hurting him, and stop molesting me – in his mind, the pain of his being raped and the shame of my being molested, are the most serious issues of our respective sexual abuse experiences. Of course, this doesn’t convince our abusers. All during this, I am forced to stare at my father as he is painfully fucked, stiff rapist cock jabbing up Daddy’s nuscular rear as his dick is forced to stay hard, and my small and vulnerable sexuality is masturbated inside and out, to force multiple orgasms. My abuser talks soothingly and friendly to me as he continues fucking my prostate with one middle finger and jerking my genitals with the other hand. We are told we must be reeducated, as it is wrong for us to resist male sexual touching like this – not to mention our rejecting the most sacred incestuous touching! ELECTROTORTURE Restraining us in imposing, bondage chairs for electrotorture of our sex organs in front of each other, inside and out, front and rear. The guards wash us up, clean us out, and restrain us; they are preparing to fit us up with a series of electroshock devices: electrodes, electrified dildos, milkers, and catheters, even electrified clamps to pinch and shock balls. (Particularly creepy is that they have equipment created and “appropriately sized” to penetrate and torture the sexuality of a body as small as mine!) The electrodes are wired to the machine with its scary looking dials, switches, gages, lights, and wires. Control panels on the device are designed to not just monitor our vital signs, but also, the voltage levels, the rate of the electric shocks, but also close up views of our sex organs, and real-time pelvic ultrasounds to show our bodies’ internal reaction to the electrostimulation. They are the men I already know from the previous abuse. The man at the electric box, however, is a tall, very muscular, red-haired man with milky white skin, and mid-chest length red beard. He’s wearing nothing but a necklace just below his beard, with an electric bolt symbol, and a black leather belt with the same electric bolt. It would look funny and weird to me if he wasn’t so serious and scary. The redbearded man rarely talks to us throughout the abuse, speaking up only to tell us things we really don’t want to hear: how hard he’s shocking us; how we deserve it; for our behavior; how sexy we look, naked father and son in sexual pain. He never looks at us as if really talking to us, more like he’s sleep walking through the abuse he inflicts on us. On occasion, though, he shoves his angry red dick into Dad’s mouth, mentioning that we deserved this punishment, and that once I’ve sucked cum from Dad’s dick, he will begin to use my mouth that way, too. The machines give a faint and hum when turned on, low-pitched though menacing, perhaps to suggest how much power it can use to hurt us – and the power they have over us. Each dial makes a series of sharp clicking sounds when turned, each switch clicks loudly, to make the operation of the machines all the more obvious to us. As the dials are turned higher and make their clickety-click sounds, the machine adds to its humming a chorus of very low-pitched beeping sounds. When the dials are turned up, the sounds rise in pitch, and I start to feel throbbing in each area that has been electroded: throughout my dick, but especially at the head, and in the slit. In my ass: in the cheeks, but also the asshole, and that one, slightly stomach-achy bit – the prostate that I’ve never heard of yet, but will soon learn so much about. In my tender, tiny nipples, which were barely able to be clamped, so the clamps had to be secured to a belt around my little chest. In my balls, which ache like they would a few minutes after being hit, even without the electricity went through them. Even my lower belly and my thighs are included, as stimulation of those areas will be quite useful… The dials are turned, the beeps get higher, the throbbing grows painful. In addition to the hum of the machine comes another sound: a steady, low-pitched beeping, so low I can barely hear it. The deep, low-pitched beeps start to get higher and louder, and I begin to feel it in my sexuality. (I hope this doesn’t disappoint you, as this is an early draft…) My tiny, unwillingly aroused genitals and prostate hurt unlike anything I can remember (though I wouldn’t have many years under my belt even if I were wearing one) as I see and hear my father sexually electrotortured the same way, helpless to protect either of us as we’re forced to orgasm over and over while in agony. Daddy’s tortured crying turns to horrified screaming as I’m brought in front of him and he’s forced to ejaculate on my face and genitals… Our torturers are able to play our sensitive sex areas like playing an instrument: Raising and lowering the strength of the shocks increases and decreases the pain, and the pitch of the beeps; speeding and slowing down the rate of the shocks, speeds up and slows down the rhythm of the beeps. Changing the voltage and the pulse rate in different areas of our bodies makes the beeps respond the same way, sometimes chaotic, other times in unison. It might be interesting to me if I wasn’t in powerful sexual pain, miserable and frightened, sometimes crying, while seeing and hearing my Daddy sexually abused and moaning. It’s scariest when he begins to cry again, as I didn’t think grown men were supposed to do so. SEX THERAPY Once we’ve endured enough of these treatment sessions to intimidate us from terrorified resistance into fearful, exhausted submission, we graduate to “Sex Therapy”: having to watch man/boy porn and act out what we see with our Instructors and with each other. The Sodomites work to teach us a variety of sex acts they deem necessary for a healthy sex relationship between a father and very young son: how to masturbate each other (not just jerking each other off, but using “age-appropriate” dildos on each other, too), to French kiss, sexually embrace, and frot against each other, and to give and receive oral pleasure. The Sodomites’ goal is a sort of “reparative therapy”, rewarding us for sexual obedience with pleasant stimulation, and punishing us for disobedience with agonizing shocks through our genitals, and by forcing me to watch my father endure aggressive anal rape again. We quickly learn to try to participate in all of these sex acts, knowing that otherwise, we’ll face more electropain punishment… One example of the many sessions of “sex education” is a failed session where I have to suck Daddy’s cock while pumping a dildo up his ass, then take his load down my throat. It looks at first like I will be successful: as I gently stoke the dildo up my father’s strong, hairy ass, feeling his ass muscles thrust as he whimpers and moans, while I steadily suck his cock, my small lips just able to stretch around his manhood and stroke half of it inside. I actually get a boner myself feeling how turned on my little mouth and hands make him! But when the dildoing and sucking forces Daddy to orgasm, I can’t make myself swallow his cum, so we are electrotortured to painful orgasms once again as punishment, and forced to apologize for our failure to fully complete the oral sex act – me for letting Daddy’s semen out of my mouth, and Daddy for not forcing me to swallow it. After Daddy is painfully milked dry (and I have been forced to swallow all of the loads), our abusers remove the electro tools from his body – but not mine. They rape his ass a few times, and I have to watch, still in pain and forced to continue to painful orgasm after painful orgasm. All while we’re still forced to apologize for our performance… Another, more successful example: Dad and I have to lay on our backs, side by side, our legs spread, and our sex organs have electrodes placed on them: a ring around the rim of the dick head, a run of the mill electrified cock ring, and the usual clamps on our balls, and an electro dildo up the ass. Our hands are freed, and we are made to jerk off and to stroke the dildo up the ass, while electric shocks go through our genitals and prostates. The more we resist, the more intense the painful, sexual shocks. The flipside, however, is the more we comply, the more intense the pleasurable, sexual shocks! Not to mention that if we cooperate and work in sync, we endure powerful, throbbing ecstasy. Our trainer, an older but well-muscled man with ruddy skin, chest length gray beardm and gray hair on much of his body, takes this opportunity to educate us – and reward himself – by walking around us, circling us, lecturing and instructing us on how this therapy to help Dad and me learn to interact with normal, healthy incestuous intimacy. As the trainer walks around us, he gropes us – feeling us up constantly, groping arms, legs, head, and torso, but avoiding our genitals and assholes. He seems to really like feeling up Dad’s strong, hairy chest and belly, my small, chubby, hairless chest and belly, and especially, feeling our forearms’ rhythmic stroking while he lectures us on masturbatory techniques. This session feels mostly good; however, each time Dad cums, the trainer raises the sexual pain level back to a moderately unpleasant level, condemning us for resisting, and jerks himself off until he cums, shooting a load on Dad and I. He aims to cum on a different area of our bodies each time he does this: our faces and Dad’s beard, our chests and bellies, our genitals. He then turns the pain back down and returns to the sexy pulses again – except when it’s time for Dad’s last orgasm of the session. As Dad approaches orgasm, the trainer turns my pain up higher than it had been, releases Dad and bends him over me. In order to end the session, Dad has to jerk himself off to ejaculate on me while the trainer fucks his ass, and I have to keep masturbating while watching it. The sight of Dad crying while jerking off, face, beard, chest wet with cum, until he finally squeezes out a little juice onto my dick, that I have to use as lube… After a few of these masturbation lessons, we are able to keep ourselves feeling good most of the time – so then, it’s time to move on to a different form of this: facing us on our sides in a 69 position and make us learn to work on each other the same way. My little fist pumps Daddy’s big hard-on while I stroke the electro dildo up him with the other hand, feeling his big, manly hands work on my sexuality the same way. The pulses steadily throb in our sensitive sex organs, forcing us to feel really good even though we’re still in pain. The Instructor returns to circling us, lecturing us, and groping us, giving our backs and the backs of our thighs and calves the attention he couldn’t give while we were lying face up. This time, though, he makes a point if slowly groping and massaging our ass cheeks each time he passes by a man or boy ass. He’s careful not to interfere with our dildoing, but still enjoying Dad’s strong, dark haired, manly ass cheeks, and my smooth, plump, little boy ass cheeks. From now on, the gray haired trainer doesn’t turn up the pain so bad when Dad cums, and he compliments us on our performance when he shoots on us. But he still finishes the sessions with me on my back, jerking off in pain, as he ass fucks Dad and forces him shoot on my dick. INTERROGATION We’re trapped once again, seated in the chairs we have learned to fear, fitted with the electrosex devices, and interrogated about our sexual feelings, this time with the help of machines that accurately sense when one of us is lying and punish both of us by cranking up the sexual pain. Dad and I are asked many explicit questions probing our minds while electrotools, designed to inflict torturous pain and exquisite bliss, probe our cocks and asses, stroking inside our sex organs while milking and zapping us. Any lie – and any refusal to accept our sexual compatibility – by either of us, is punished by harsh voltage through the sensitive sex areas of both of our bodies. We quickly learn not only to stop lying, but stop trying to resist having sexual feelings in front of each other – and for each other. This satisfies our abusers so they lower the pain to tolerable levels and mix pleasure back in with it. They keep our restrained, helpless bodies feeling this powerful sexual stimulation, constant pain and pleasure at once, in a painfully sensual state of flux: varying the levels of intensity and the mixtures of pleasure and pain, and focusing on different combinations of our sex areas. My 4-year-old boy nipples, dick, balls, bladder, prostate, ass cheeks, thighs, all feel this throbbing, changing stimulation. Pleasure and pain constantly mix; sometimes one overtakes the other, but both are constantly present. The sensations vary throughout me: sometimes I feel bad throughout my sex areas, pain from my dick hole to my prostate, and in my small, tender nipples, and only my fear of having another pain treatment keeps me from begging it to stop. Sometimes I feel ecstatic bliss, looking at my naked Dad and remembering a pleasant sexual training session, slowly French kissing my beloved father and embracing him, feeling his stiff cock between my thighs, my stiff cock against his hairy belly, and his stiff beard against my smooth cheeks; I climax hard even as the mild pain intensifies again. Sometimes, I feel different levels of pain and pleasure in my sexuality all at once; it feels like my prostate hurts really bad and keeps squeezing too hard and fast, but my dick is jumping for joy and feels excellent, while my nipples and balls feel like someone is sucking them painfully hard, but gently tonguing them, all at the same time… Each session, as I endure hours of ecstasy and pain together with my Dad, a widescreen display behind Dad’s chair shows me an assortment of scenes from videos made of us during our imprisonment, all shockingly explicit: Close ups of Dad’s genitals and ass as he endures rape, and my own sexuality as I am forcibly masturbated and finger fucked. Views of our bodies strapped down, electrodes, milkers, dildoes, ball clamps, all hurting us to multiple orgasm, facing each other in the chairs, or side by side on the torture bed. Other less abusive footage of Dad and me sexually pleasuring each other, frightened but obedient as we French kiss each other, frot against each other, jerk off together (or each other) and give head to each other. Even live close up footage of both of us, now: both of our restrained bodies, our frightened but lustful faces, and our electrostimmed genitals and asses: milking of our dicks, pinching of our balls, probing of our dick holes and assholes. (Don’t worry, there’s a display behind me, too, so my Dad can be immersed in the same images as he watches my 4 year old body sexually respond in front of him.) We watch the videos, the porn made using us, and the live sex show that the two of us helplessly put on for each other and the Sodomites. The shock devices work together to force me to experience a couple dozen orgasms over several hours; because my young body is too small to produce semen, there is no sort of receptacle needed for cum. Not so for my Dad, as his milker is airtight and pumps four or more loads of semen out of him and into the IV-like straw connected to his milker tube. I have to suck up each of Daddy’s ejaculations when they’re milked out of him, until he’s milked dry. He’s horrified that I’m having to swallow his cum, and I’m not that thrilled either. But we are too helpless to resist – anything to feel hours of twisted titillation instead of sheer torture! All of this is done to Dad and me while we’re made to look at each other’s seated, restrained, sexually aroused body, to hear each other’s voice and sex moans, panting of desire, groans of pain, and watch each other slowly, desperately twisting our bodies, thrusting our hips, rising and falling on our dildos. I become very familiar with these sexual sights: my father’s naked, sweaty, hairy body in the chair, hands strapped onto the armrests, clenching when the pain reaches the higher levels; his lips and tongue trembling behind his dark mustache and beard, his deep voice shuddering as he groans, hurting even when fully aroused; his thighs and ass clenching and relaxing as he can’t help but hump the probe up his ass, his asshole clenching around the electro dildo as his thrusting strokes it inside of himself; his cock and balls trapped in the milker tube, electro rings, and ball clamps, milked, probed and pinched, worked on painfully but enjoyably, like a victim at the mercy of an abusive but devoted lover (or teacher, or father). The always hypnotic sight of Daddy’s stiff, throbbing cock milked and shocked until it finally squirts out yet another load of semen to lubricate my own milker and dildo, or for me to suck up. And the similar erotic sight of my own small, sweaty, smooth, 4-year-old body and tiny genitals responding and treated the same way, tormented and pleasured, hairless and unable to produce semen, but otherwise acting like a little boy who wants to be just like Dad, even though this means experiencing the same sexual abuse and delight as Dad... MIND CONTROL We’re sexually obedient, learning from all the forced sex, but still unwilling to accept that we should live like this from now on. Now, our abusive trainers determine it’s not good enough that we do what we’re told, we must do so willingly, so it’s time to take our training to a deeper level. One training session, after we are fitted with the usual probes, milkers, etc. and restrained in the chairs, the Sodomites add something new to the session, putting mind control headbands around our brain areas. This adds so much more intensity and urgency to the session: our minds are now flooded with the pulses as well, forcing us to focus on what we see and what we’re told to. They reshape our thoughts and desires, to “cure” us of any refusal to engage in incest. Any idea they tell us to believe, any male sexual image they make us watch, any sexual touch they perform on us, we are helpless to resist; we’re no longer simply trapped, but completely unable to keep from believing and desiring what they want us to. Like Dad’s ass when he was raped, and my ass when I was finger-fucked, Dad’s mind and my own can’t help but submit to the deep probing, taking in whatever we’re told to. We are instructed that enjoying father/son sex acts together feels so much better than being subjected to another father/son electrotorture session. And knowing how sexual we feel, and how bad the punishment sessions feel, we both understand now, we believe it now, we cannot refuse to, we have no choice… We don’t resist the Sodomites at all anymore; we are now learning to willingly have sex in between treatment sessions, willingly practicing everything we’ve learned: Frenching, mutually masturbating, frotting, cock sucking (though I’m too small to 69 with Dad), dildoing as well as Dad lying down and spreading his strong ass cheeks when he gets fucked to show me his spasming asshole and the cock thrusting inside of it. I stare at Dad’s sexuality, front and rear, as he’s fucked and I’m jerking us both off; I’m no longer afraid, but amazed and aroused. We’re beginning to look forward somewhat to the pain/pleasure treatment sessions together – not without reservation and fear, but more than a little excitement, too. We even help to fit each other’s bodies with the probes and milkers at the beginning of the sessions now. In fact, we both find it arousing to sexually handle each other while we set each other up: Dad’s hands tremble slightly as he prepares my small, aroused genitals first with the electrodes on my dick, then the ball clamps which always make me moan when they pinch my nuts, then the milker with its tiny piss slit probe for my tiny cock… He’s fully aroused before he’s done, knowing my little hands will be guided by our captors into fitting his big cock with man-size equipment… Dad spreads his hairy, muscular ass cheeks so I can slowly slide the slick electrodildo into his clean, pink anus, and hear him moan as I push it against his prostate… And my young body gets aroused, anticipating the feeling I will get when he will slide a boy-size probe in me… Now, when we sit in the chairs together, stroked and shocked front and rear by probes, and riding the painful pleasure, we are actually coming to fully enjoy both the pain and pleasure of being milked and probed to orgasm over and over – just as I don’t resist swallowing my father’s semen anymore; I still don’t like the bitter taste and the feel of swallowing its sticky sliminess, but I’m not grossed out anymore now from knowing that it is extracted from his sex organs. (I’m not grossed out at all by sucking Dad’s precum, though, but I usually get that when I suck his cock directly, not through the milker.) We don’t want the pain we still are subjected to during the treatment sessions, but we are nonetheless addicted to these intense sexual experiences we have while watching each other. Sexual pain now seems necessary for sexual ecstasy, like pain is ecstasy’s strict yet kindly loving father. DRIVING IT HOME In these latest treatment sessions, our captors return to interrogating us, only this time, we willingly volunteer, in graphic, explicit detail, all the sexual feelings and desires we have for each other, and the sex acts we now enjoy performing with each other: man and boy, father and son, now willing sex partners. I have no resistance left; I’m just entranced by the mind control device – but also by the sight and sound of my naked, restrained, sexually aroused father, in those beautiful sexual movies of our two bodies in beautiful father son sex acts, even the sadistic ones where neither of us were willing. Watching my little mouth struggle to take at least half the length of his big dick, and seeing him reciprocate, taking my dick all the way to the base. Those movies of the milkers and ball clamps shocking us and forcing orgasm. And of course, our asses humping the electrodildoes: Hairy, strong man ass, and smooth little boy ass alike, both thrusting up and down on the probes that stimulate constantly, groaning and panting, obviously in some pain, but also a pleasure so refined as to force us to hunger for it and put up with the pain. It doesn’t matter anymore that we used to resist, we know what’s good for us and what feels good. The “education” doesn’t remove feelings of shame and guilt, not right away, but it does force us to face our previously deeply repressed sexual needs for showing each other love with our naked bodies. Daddy is hypnotized to talk about his newly unburied sexual feelings. Even after all these treatment sessions, Dad still trembles with embarrassment as he nervously yet sincerely rejects his sexual inhibitions and religious guilt. He lewdly confesses his desires to please me with his dick, fingers, mouth, ass, his whole body, and sex toys for his body and mine, whatever I need him to use to stimulate and satisfy my little body – and damn, I need him to use so much on me, to view Daddy’s sex response and, share intimate sexual activity and pleasure together with him, with no inhibitions… RETURNING TO… HOME? Until Dad and I are returned back to this world, back naked to the shower, staring at each other briefly, in shock, warm water running down his hairy, manly body, and my own, smooth little body, my face inches above his sex organs … So I begin to fondle my father to erection without even needing to ask permission, his dick stiffening with each heartbeat. As I gently cup his big, heavy balls in my other hand, my 4-year-old mind reflects on our shared sex instruction: all the sex acts we were forced to experience and learned to enjoy, the pain and pleasure training, the damn pain and pleasure chairs, the hypnotic instruction that broke our minds – and fixed them. Dad says to me, similarly well-trained from our time in the sex prison, “I’m sorry I used to be uptight. I know now, my body belongs to you, just as yours belongs to me. I won’t ever stop you from exploring my body again. Play with my sexuality as much as you want, because you have as much right to use it and enjoy it as I do. I need to make you happy, my boy…” And as he says all this, he reaches down and returns the favor, milking my already stiff little penis, and rubbing – not pinching – my little balls. The two of us share sexual pleasure for the first time outside of the sex prison, the first time we engage in sex contact on our own, instead of just trying to avoid punishment. We’re frightened by our new feelings, but enjoying sexual intimacy together… The Sodomites only exist in fantasy. I’m glad there is no danger of this happening (or having happened) in reality. Yet, strangely, reading and writing this makes me want to jerk off to it like crazy. How about you? Pervy Author’s Note: it’s not a very good idea to read and write this while heading to work. Just in case, you know, you get horny and your prostate starts to leak precum into your underwear. This is better to happen when heading home than to work. Yeah, I really have to stop pouring syrup into my underwear. Thanks, Dad!