Part 3 ====== By TopLegal WARNING This contains graphic descriptions of sexual intercourse and sadomasochistic activities between adult males. If this offends you, is not appropriate for viewing in your location, or you are not of legal age, do not read it. Any resemblance of characters in this story to the living is purely coincidental. (c) 2003, TopLegal. Permission is granted for distribution via Usenet and the Web provided that the following two conditions are met: there is no cost to access this story, e.g. AdultCheck, pay site, etc., and the story is posted in full without modifications. Dr. Franklin ------------ My admission to Berkeley left me the requirement to get certain physicals and vaccinations I had long avoided. Even though Franklin was an ob-gyn, I figured he would not mind the cane marks on my buttocks and would probably just give me my vaccinations and let me go. I called him at home to get the go ahead, he agreed reluctantly and only if I found my former doctor to get my files. The second task was non-trivial since I could hardly remember the name of the last doctor I had seen around hitting puberty. I found him finally after a few dead ends at the Kaiser Permanente facility in San Francisco. I sent in the paperwork to get my file and meanwhile called Franklin's office to get an appointment. The appointment nurse commented, "oh, the Doctor's nephew for vaccinations." I agreed to be the last appointment of the day. I showed up at his office and he escorted a woman out from the back and said hi to me commenting, "my nephew." "Cheryl," he said addressing his receptionist, "I can handle things from here, why not call it a day." She picked up her bag and walked out commenting that she could see the family resemblence. Franklin snickered as she left and he locked the door behind her. "Head back to exam room 1, and strip down." I went back, stripped and sat on the exam table. "I got your medical files last night Scott," Franklin said walking in and snapping a leather glove on. "Now, let's start by checking your prostate function." He smiled broadly and inserted his gloved finger into my puckered fuckhole and used his other hand to position my legs in the stirrups. It took a few moments but his massage of my prostate had the desired effect and I let out a small sound as he forced the cum from my body, my cock still mostly soft. "Now that was fun," he commented as he then pulled out and removed the glove. "Let's do the usual stuff." He vaccinated me with about a half dozen or more shots, ouch! Weighed me, checked my blood pressure, and ordered some tests for me that I insisted I would not bother to get. "Ok, all seriousness Scott, let's talk in my office," he said walking out. When I went to follow naked, he added, "dressed." "Scott," he said, "you and I have a good relationship, so this is hard for me to talk about, I guess it is not a complete mystery since you are unusual in appearance for a man your age." I shifted uncomfortably in my seat. "Did your dad ever talk to you about your last visit to your pediatrician at age 13?" "No, he just said they were witch doctors and then no doctors visits after." Franklin frowned, "ok, well aside from your ~high~ IQ and scholastic aptitude the other symptoms fit and this test confirms it, you have what is sometimes called Klinefelter's Syndrome" "What?" "I know it is a bit shocking, but it is a chromosomal anomaly where you have two X-chromosomes and one Y." "We read about that in school," I commented. "So that is why you have no body hair, you are lucky that you are so small so your lack of musculature from lack of testosterone is not as apparent." "Could this be changed?" Frankling nodded, "but it would have been better to start the treatments when you were 13." I nodded and frowned, "if I do nothing now?" "You'll keep your 14-year-old naive boy looks until your thirties probably and as long as you watch your weight you won't likely develop oversized breasts." I rested my face in my hands in resignation. "I know Ryan will still love you and I will still enjoy seeing you." I managed a smile inside my hands. Franklin came around and kissed me on the head tenderly. Home ---- At dinner I explained the diagnosis to dad and Ryan at the dinner table. They were supportive and suggested I do some research myself and see a specialist before making any changes. That night I was allowed up past curfew to keep researching Klinefelters. Some of the symptoms matched my history, but just as many seemed off, I had always been exceptionally bright and I was relatively shorter than my mom and dad. Go figure. When I finally crawled into bed around one, Ryan was asleep. I spooned against him tenderly and fell asleep quickly. In the morning we went to our last day of high school. I had no tests remaining so I just checked out of my locker and headed to Mom's house. I talked with mom a bit about my condition and she assured me that she loved me the way I am. I felt good. Ryan wasn't home till close to five and Mom agreed to let us go out for dinner, just the two of us. She gave me fifty for food and we headed to restaurant I had read a good review of: Betelnut. There over dinner, Ryan surprised me with a ring, sized to fit me. "Be mine forever," he said on one knee. I took the ring and slid it effortlessly onto my right ring finger. Ryan smiled broadly, "I hope we continue to have a good ~open~ relationship since I enjoy watching you so much." I smiled back and kissed him with tongue from across the table. The ring was a simple gold band that fit my finger perfectly. "I didn't get you anything?" Ryan smiled at me and winked, then handed me a closed box under the table. I opened the box and found an identical band for him, I passed it back across the table and he slid it onto his finger. Special K --------- We avoided any hassle at the Eagle the next week since the doorman remembered Franklin's intervention. The 'jailbait' comments did flow my way, but a few guys recognized Ryan and I from the first video we had done and nodded at me with admiration. Franklin was at the bar nursing his scotch on the rocks. We feasted on the eye candy for a bit before heading back to his place. I stripped naked as Franklin restrained Ryan to the ceiling, leaving him tied up fully. This time Ryan would not be able to directly stroke himself. Instead, Franklin had be attach a ball parachute to his waiting balls and weight it down with a one pound weight. Ryan's dick went erect and he could gyrate his hips to generate some self stimulation. Franklin held up a small pill. "This is quite dangerous," he remarked holding it up to the light, "Special K." I stuck my tongue out waiting for the pill on my tongue, trusting Dr. Franklin Templeton completely. Franklin smiled, "I've always wanted to fuck someone who was paralyzed." He stuck the pill on my tongue. I swallowed it obediently, Ryan's cock swelled in size. Franklin helped me to the bed and tied my arms down. By the time he was done I found myself feeling like I was floating out of my body. He wasted no time forcing my legs into the air and fucking me. It was disconcerting, like I was watching a movie from outside my body. I could not feel him and yet I knew that he was just using my body and I was helpless to resist. Franklin was taking me violently, fucking me and twisting my nipples and slapping my chest and balls, I felt nothing. Just violated. An hour of intense fucking left three loads of cum inside my mouth and me still disoriented. Franklin then proceeded, while I was still helpless, to untie my boyfriend push his face onto my cock and have him deliver a blowjob to me while Franklin fucked him. As I orgasmed, my mind seemed to snap back into my body and I was all there and shooting a massive load into my boyfriend's waiting mouth. Franklin untied me and then the three of us cuddled in bed. Morning ------- I woke up feeling nauseous and Franklin comforted me as I worshiped the porcelain goddess. He noticed the ring, "you and Ryan serious?" I nodded still vomitting. "That was such a dream come true for me last night, thank you for letting me treat you so horribly." I came up from the toilet and he kissed me on the forehead, "you are such a sweet boy." I brushed my teeth and then we kissed. We left the bathroom and I pushed him onto the bed and fucked him from the rear. Ryan watched and masturbated to it all. Grades ------ My AP scores and grades arrived--perfect all around. Ryan's were good, solid-B's. By avoiding escorting I had basically avoiding any more ass whippings. Ryan's well-deserved discipline was served up. I restrained Ryan to the spanking bench and fetched the paddle for dad. Dad carried out five intense cracks of the paddle for each B, or twenty-five total. Dad had my lover howling in pain after the first five and his bruised ass was bright red when it was over. Dad held Ryan in his lap tenderly for an hour and complemented him on how hard he knew Ryan was working. Dangerous Porn -------------- With my second video--the one with Franklin--on sale, I got a proposition from the porn director to do a third. The pre-orders on the second video had exceeded expectations. Apparently Franklin had talked to the owner and the owner mentioned doing a date rape scene. I logged onto AOL IM and found the owner: Me: Date rape? Brent: Yes, I've got a muscle builder who I would like to have rape you on film. Me: Rape? Brent: Yeah, force you to have sex unwillingly. Me: ?!? Brent: Drug you and all. Me: 50% of profits. Brent: Fuck off. Me: No dice. Me: [logs off] An e-mail arrived an hour later: > 50% I talked it over with Ryan and Franklin by e-mail. Both encouraged me to do the video, Franklin promised to be on hand for any medical emergencies. I agreed. The 'script' would have me agree to an escort job, get forced to drink something and then basically end up forcibly fucked, crying and all that. The closing shot would be me alone in a hotel room unable to do anything with a used condom still sticking in my ass. They showed me receiving a call on a cell phone on the streets of downtown. I agreed to the meet up in a hotel. I entered and met my rapist for the first time on the sound stage. "Hey fag boy," the beefy body builder said as I entered. "$100 an hour," I said. "Sure, here have a drink." "I don't drink on the job." "Drink it," he ordered pushing the drink into my hand. "Pay me and I'll drink it." He handed me the money. I drank up. I had barely finished the drink when I dropped the shot glass and collapsed to the floor. I was fully conscious as the stranger forced himself on me as my lover watched the porno get filmed. He ejaculated into me in a condom and then left me with the condom still inside. Changes ------- Franklin helped me off the set as my lover was rock hard and took us to his place and let me recover. Both of them held me tight through the night tenderly. In the morning after I vomitted, I was able to make love to Ryan with incredibly hot sex and then we headed home to mom's house to enjoy a lazy summer day. Mom let us loll around in bed for the better part of the day before rousing us for dinner. Then she suggested that we play a game together as a family. She had picked up a copy of the game _Settlers_of_Catan_ which I managed to win at. Later, in bed, Ryan claimed to have thrown the game to me, I fucked him hard for being such a sweetie to me. In the morning mom announced she was going to take a three week vacation and that we should stay at dad's for the weeks. However, at dad's he was packing to go away too. I suggested that Dr. Templeton might mind us for a few weeks and dad agreed. He called Franklin over to the house and talked to him about keeping us in line. Right. As Franklin led us out of the house dad shouted down to me, "and Ryan, no ~escorting~." I nodded and headed out. At Franklin's, he made quick work of fucking me in front of Ryan while Ryan was tied up and then having me fuck him back. Only once Ryan was suitable frustrated from being unable to shoot a load, restrained and watching us fuck did we let Ryan loose and force Ryan to suck Franklin's dick while I fucked him. While Franklin was at work the next day, Ryan and I hit up a few places in golden gate park and even had some sex in the bushes. When we got back to Franklin's there was an e-mail from my movie star lover indicating that a close friend of his was in town and he wanted me to give his friend the works. I asked Franklin for permission and he said I could do it, but he would tell my dad. I tried acting cross, but he said that my dad had been particularly firm on that point. Ryan was totally in favor of me doing it. So I agreed. Movie Star's Friend ------------------- The friend was at the Hotel Nikko and I found the door open much like the movie star. I was wearing a tight muscle-T and tight shorts and had a few condoms in my pocket. "Nice, Joshua was right about you," the guy said as I walked in. I quickly noticed he was sitting naked, already stroking his dick. "You are definitely worth all the money." I picked a cool two-thousand off the coffee table and walked in front of him. "What you looking for?" "Josh told me what the usual with you is, but I generally fuck him in the ass too. I figure you won't mind that." "Not at all. You want a bee-jay first?" He shook his head, "no, I want to fuck your smooth boy-body until you are begging me to stop." I pulled out a condom and tossed it to him as I stripped naked. My more modest dick, aroused and erect at the prospect of being fucked for money by a complete stranger. The stranger slid the condom onto his hard shaft like a pro and then stood and pushed me over the table where the money had been. "The best part about fucking a whore like you, is there is no need to be gentle." With that, he just shoved in violently. His massive man meat seemed to rip me open and I had to focus to avoid crying out in pain. I was grateful that I had followed some advice and pre-lubed my fuckhole a bit, but it was still painful. "Don't worry, Joshua usually begs me to stop as I enter, you're a good little fag, you can take it, but you'll still be begging me to stop soon." His cock was massive, easily a foot long and quite thick, he was right of course, a few minutes of my ass being pounded and I would be begging him. "Of course, that is the other really hot part of hiring a fucking faggot whore, I paid you for an hour and I have ~every~ intention of using ~every~ minute of it." He was thrusting in and out of me like a jack hammer and I was uncomfortably pushed onto the glass covered table like a slab of beef. Just there to be a fuck hole. I managed to avoid crying out or pleading for it to end for fifteen minutes, but the intensity of the fucking was so hard that I had to plea. He laughed at me. "I told you. I love when they beg" "Please," I pleaded, my ass feeling like a metal rod was ripping my ring apart. He grabbed me by the hair and pulled me upright, "not on your life fag. Josh is a fancy movie star, he can say stop, you are a whore, now take it!" I was crying by the end, but my dick stayed hard through it. Exactly one hour after he started fucking me he stopped. The guy did not cum and I was excused without comment. On MUNI back to Franklin's I felt dirtier than I had in all of the encounters prior. Used. Thoroughly and completely. The worst part, I loved the feeling. I found Franklin had tied Ryan up and was waiting, himself restrained face down and wanting a good fucking and thrashing with a flogger. I readily obliged, happy to exorcise my pent up sexual needs on his willing body. Then he reciprocated by fucking Ryan for me since I was totally spent. The next morning Franklin commented on our rings and asked if he could get one too since he felt like our threesome was pretty cool. I left it to Ryan who agreed that he could get a matching ring. I also found an e-mail from the movie star in my inbox: > I hope my friend wasn't too rough on you and you will still > consider seeing me again. > > He is brutal with me too. > > Love, > > Josh I considered it for a few minutes: > Josh: > > I would be happy to see you again, but let's keep your friend > out of it. > > Much love, > > Scott A few minutes later I got a response: > Thanks, I was very afraid you would never fuck me again. > > Sorry for inflicting Jason on you. > > Josh Birched ------- Dad came home in due course and when Franklin brought us around, my escorting came out quickly and I was brought to the ground floor for an immediate caning. It was embarassing to have it happen in front of Franklin, but dad had no such qualms. He personally tied me to the bench and selected a birch from a waiting jar where they soaked. The pain was unbearable after just the first blow to my bared backside. I hollered in pain to no avail. The blows continued one after the other, each more painful than the last. I was screaming from the intensity of the pain and the severity of the thrashing. When it finally finished I had lost count--Ryan later told me it was thirty blows. Sobbing and red assed, I was still restrained to the bench and dad sent Ryan and Franklin out of the room. Dad then rubbed on Ben-Gay and the pain only got worse. Still sobbing like a five year old baby, he released the restraints and pulled me off the horse and onto his lap to cry into his chest. The Ben-Gay was exacerbating the pain from the birching and it took me forever to stop crying and just relax in my dad's embrace. "I love you daddy," I said. "I know Scott, but I don't know why you do it, you don't need the money and it is so risky." "What do you mean I don't need the money?" Dad lifted my face by the chin firmly so his eyes locked with mine, "Ryan must have told you I was going to pay your tuition as well?" "No." Dad took me into his arms, "I understand a bit better, don't say anything to Ryan, I will deal with it Wednesday night." "I won't, promise." "Ok, so now that you know you will have money?" "I kinda like the disgusting feelings I have about myself after I let a man use me for money and Ryan is turned on by me doing it among other things." Dad frowned, "go to your room." I went up to my room, Franklin and Ryan were waiting for me, sitting on the bed. Ryan inspected my brutalized butt as did Franklin, both cuddled me in the narrow twin bed and dad let us all stay the night without any interuptions. Sunday Special -------------- In the morning, Franklin headed back to his house and Ryan went back to mom's leaving dad and I alone. Dad started, "ok say I let you whore around, how do I know you will be safe?" I sat down on the hard wooden kitchen chair, my thin white underwear offering no comfort. I winced. "You won't." Dad frowned. "Bagel and lox?" I nodded eagerly, my ass was throbbing and I was fighting to keep from crying. He toasted the bagel and placed a plate of lox and cream chese on the table. I took the toasted bagel and stacked it with the offered food and ate heartily. It was terrific and almost made me forget my sore ass. "I'm very unhappy about this Scott, though I can't say I could blame you. Ok, some ground rules so I can live with this." I started into the second half of the bagel. "First, you need to let someone know whenever you are going on an escort and the exact location and contact information. You will also carry a cellphone that you pay for with your own money on any escort calls." "That's very fair." "Second, if your grades drop below a 3.5 GPA you have to stop." I finished the bagel. "That's it," dad finished. "I accept." We shook. "There is one more thing, we still need to address Ryan's lies." "I leave that to you." Ryan's Punishment ----------------- Wednesday arrived slowly enough and I had said very little to Ryan over the week and I doubt he even suspected what dad had in store for him. When he arrived, Franklin was already there with me and we were both in the dungeon area. Dad brought Ryan in and had him get undressed. I tied Ryan to the bench. "Franklin and Scott, could you please excuse us." We left on cue, we stood outside the door and heard dad scolding Ryan for not telling me about the college money. Then the punishment began quickly, it was a bullwhip. Franklin cringed against me knowing how painful it could be. The trashing continued unabated for the better part of an hour. When we were readmitted to the dungeon, Ryan's back, thighs, feet, and buttocks were covered in deep welts, though the skin had not been broken anywhere. He was crying tremendously and dad asked Franklin and I to leave to allow Ryan some private lap time. 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