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Subject: “A Trial Of Strength” – Part 561 by Rob Williams A TRIAL OF STRENGTH � PART 561 by Rob Williams Chapter 561 � “THE BOYS’ FINAL INITIATION” IN THIS CHAPTER At a remote beach the young rookies Vic and Noah admit their secret sexual desires to their new big brother, the Aussie Nate. Nate recruits his buddies � the cop Mark and surfer Jamie. “Guys, I need your help to play out the boys’ lifeguard fantasies.” Nate takes the cop and surfer to where he already has the excited boys staked out helpless on the sand. “What’ll we do to them, guys?” ____________________________________________________________________ IN THE PREVIOUS CHAPTER The cop Mark, and his surfer boy Jamie, had taken the sexy young Aussie Nate to their beach shack in the remote dunes. Nate was accompanied by two boys he had recently taken under his wing, the young, inexperienced Vic & Noah, who idolized him as the protective big brother they never had. At the beach, the rugged cop was charmed by the wide-eyed innocence of the young boys. He even wondered if his boy Jamie would eventually find a boy of his own, but Jamie assured Mark that he had no desire to share his love with anyone but Mark himself. They turned from theory to physical action with gym equipment they had set up on the beach in front of the shack. Inevitably, their muscle-crunching work-out turned into sexual foreplay, where the cop made passionate love to the athletic young jock, who ended up stretched on a bench offering his ass to the naked cop. Unknown to them they were being filmed by Nate and his boys hidden at the top of a dune overlooking the shack. Their pal Eddie, one of the boys of the tribe and a budding cameraman, had lent one of his cameras to them, with the plea that they capture any hot action that happened � and no action was hotter than the muscled cop and his bronzed surfer. After the scene had ended in explosive, simultaneous orgasms, Mark and Jamie rolled over on their backs and lay panting side by side gazing up at the sky. The exhausted lovers heard whooping shouts as three bodies charged down the dunes toward them. The faces of Nate, Vic and Noah appeared over them and Nate said in his Aussie drawl, “OK, mates, let’s give it to `em.” They pulled out their cocks and in seconds semen was gushing down on the cop and the surfer, soaking their handsome faces and gleaming bodies with semen � the boys’ contribution to the party. Jubilant laughter filled the air and Nate waved his camera. “Eddie said he always wanted the cop and the surfer on video and now he’s got it, mates. He should call it Cop, Jock & Shackle.” Mark stood up and Noah looked shyly at him. “Something you want, Noah?” Mark smiled. Noah blushed and pointed to the torn remains of Mark’s shirt hanging over his chest that Jamie had ripped off him in the heat of passion. “If you don’t need that, sir … we kind of collect them.” “Sure, guys, it’s yours � sweat, cum and all.” Mark pulled off the tattered shirt and handed it to the boys. “And now, Jamie, you and I gotta wash all this gunk off.” The boys watched as the naked pair galloped down to the water and launched themselves in the surf. Nate and the boys had decided to spend the night in a tent and leave Mark and Jamie alone in the shack. So now they hauled the gear up to a nearby hollow in the dunes, sheltered from the breeze but within earshot of the breaking surf. It was a surprisingly big tent and the boys followed Nate’s instructions eagerly. When they finished they went back to the shack where Mark and Jamie were drying off and pulling on dry shorts, the ones that were not cum-soaked � for now at least. Mark said, “Look guys, instead of cooking lunch here in the shack, let me take you all to a little Mexican cantina in the little village way over the dunes. They know me and Jamie there, and the food’s great.” He threw his arms over the boy’s shoulders. “This is gonna be a great little vacation, kids, I can tell. And I see you already pitched your tent in the dunes. You don’t mind camping out for tonight, do you? You could always bunk in with us in the shack.” “No, sir, we love the idea of sleeping in a tent with Nate,” Vic said. “We can hear the waves from there and Nate said if it gets cold we’ll snuggle up to him.” Noah grinned cheekily. “And Nate told us that anything can happen in a tent, and usually does.” Jamie laughed, “And he should know. If anyone can make things happen it’s my old mate Nate. You’re in good hands there kids.” “We know, sir,” the boys chorused. ========= CHAPTER 561 ========= LUNCH AT MARIA’S CANTINA After all their strenuous activity on the beach that morning, the three men and two boys realized they were ravenous. Mark and Jamie led the way to the village cantina, tramping over the dunes barefoot, followed by Nate and his new boys Noah and Vic. Nate loved the boys’ wide-eyed curiosity as they followed the sandy path all the way to the village. They had previously asked if it was OK to be barefoot and Mark had chuckled. “Kids, you know those restaurants that have a sign, No shirts, No shoes, No service? Well this ain’t one of those places, far from it. Even Jamie in that old loose tank will be OK.” More than OK, in fact � greeted like a long-lost son. The canina was small and rustic with a thatched roof, and as they went in a short, very round older lady in a flowered apron came bustling up to them and threw her arms round Jamie. “Jamie. Hola mi bellazo. And your handsome Mark. Have you come to arrest me, officer … por favor?” she giggled. “Not today, Maria. Have you been a good girl?” “Depends what you mean by good,” she grinned wickedly. “Arrest me and you’ll find out. But first, you eat.” “Maria, these are our friends Nate and Noah and Vic.” “Bienvenidos, chicos,” Maria beamed. “Any friends of Mark and Jamie are friends of my cantina. Come, I give you my best table on the patio.” In a few minutes they were all sitting under the thatched roof with a pitcher of margaritas on the table. “We usually order fajitas,” Mark said to Vic and Noah, but you choose whatever you like.” “Fajitas are fine, sir,” Vic said, somewhat intimidated by the effusive welcome and the oversized menu. “OK, Maria,” Mark said, “por favor, one heaping dish of chicken fajitas and another of shrimp. When the steaming dishes were placed on the table Vic and Noah hesitated, and Nate said, “You ever had these before, guys?” “We haven’t usually eaten much Mexican food, sir,” Noah said. “OK, you’re in for a treat. One of you take a helping of chicken and the other the shrimp and see what you like best?” Mark and Jamie were impressed by Nate’s kindness and the subtle way he encouraged them without making them feel foolish or embarrassed. Jamie saw up close what it was like to mentor kids who were feeling their way in life, and he had a momentary pang of desire to do that himself for a boy. But then he looked at Mark and smiled. No, he had been right before � this is the only man he ever wanted to love. As the boys relaxed, the group became more animated, conversation flowed and got noisy, with gales of laughter. As Maria passed by the table Mark said, “Not making too much noise are we, Maria?” “She smiled and ruffled Mark’s blond hair. “Mi amigo, there can never be too much fun and laughter in my cantina. Go ahead, enjoys yourselves.” Which is what they did for the rest of the meal. They ordered another pitcher but Nate was pleased to see that the boys were careful to moderate their drinking. When they were finished Mark added a large tip to the bill and there were warm farewell hugs with Maria, who kissed both Vic and Noah on the cheek. It was a merry party that made its way back across the dunes. Nate and the boys led the way and were the subject of conversation between Jamie and Mark following some distance behind. Jamie said, “I loved watching Nate take care of his boys, overcoming their doubts and hesitation. He’s got just the right touch, don’t you think, sir?” “I do, Jamie, and that’s not so much a skill as an innate sense � compassion really � and Nate does have a naturally gentle touch with them. It’s a delicate situation, especially at this stage when they haven’t known each other long � still a lot of things to even out.” “Such as, sir?” “Well now. As you know, the boys started out very shy and inexperienced. They previously led sheltered lives, just the two of them, and rarely socialized. Then suddenly they find themselves living in a tribe of rambunctious men and boys who have a lot more experience, especially sexual. So naturally they are intimidated. “Having Nate as a big brother gives them more confidence and self-esteem, but it’ll take time for that process to work through. Their insecurities are most pronounced when it comes to sex. God knows all the guys around them have had some pretty wild experiences, while these kids … hell, it wasn’t so long ago that Vic and Noah first discovered they liked sex with men � mostly with each other. “Oh sure, the urges are there and they still get embarrassed by having boners all the time surrounded by so many good-looking guys.” Mark chuckled, “But at least they’ve stopped apologizing for that. “But there are still a lot of things they haven’t tried, though they’ve seen other guys do them. For instance, we know that when Nate took them to meet Adam and Chad, those two guys played out a macho fantasy where they arm-wrestled, Chad won, tied Adam up, whipped him and fucked him up the ass. For those guys it was a sexual fantasy, but it must have seemed way out there to these kids. “What it’s gonna take is finding something both boys want but still haven’t admitted they want it. You and I had such a moment. You recall how you denied your attraction to me for such a long time � still playing the fuck-stud ladies’ man? You know what the real turning point was?” “I think so, sir. If you had told me I nursed a desire to take your dick up my ass I’d have told you to fuck off. But looking back, that’s exactly what I wanted � I craved it, though wild horses would never have made me admit it. “Then one day, when the timing was right, you did it, sir. To this day I remember the initial pain and humiliation, but it quickly faded and I gave in to the incredible sensation of being butt fucked by a gorgeous cop. It gave me new confidence in myself � I could look the other boys straight in the eyes as equals.” “That’s exactly what I’m saying, Jamie. Nate has already fucked his boys, of course, but there’s still some of the wilder stuff to go through. He’s getting to know the kids well and he’ll sense when the time’s right. Maybe even while they’re up here, away from home in a relaxed setting where the spirit of adventure gets stronger.” “Sir, maybe you should tell Nate all this.” “No, I would never give advice to a guy in Nate’s position, unless he asked for it. He has to feel his own way with his boys. What works for one guy may not work for everyone. But I have confidence in him. He’s made a great start, the boys idolize him, and we should just be there for him if he asks for our help.” NATE & JAMIE � SURFING INSTRUCTORS Mark was right that Vic and Noah wanted to catch up to the other boys in the tribe, to be able to do what they do. It would be their way of feeling like full members of the tribe and making Nate proud of them. And on the walk over the dunes back to the shack Nate got a hint of one of the skills they wanted to learn, a skill many of the other boys had. “Sir,” Vic asked, “is surfing very hard?” “Well, to be an expert surfer like Jamie takes a long time. He’s been going down to Çorum Escort the beach for years, sometimes at crack of dawn, and he’s learned to read surf conditions, the set of the waves, and how the weather changes. That’s why he’s so valuable on Grady’s location shoots at the Malibu beach. He’s what the director calls a surf wrangler, in charge of the surfing extras that are so important to the look of the movie.” Vic looked crestfallen. “Hmm, years eh?” “To reach that level of proficiency sure, but it’s not so hard to learn the basics and have fun. And Jamie is a great teacher. He’s given kids lessons in the past and even taught Grady how to brush up his skills.” “Have you ever taught surfing, sir?” “Back in Sydney I used to. Surfing’s huge on Australian beaches and I did it a lot, and taught some of the beginners. Why, you interested?” “Yes please, sir,” they said together. Noah explained, “You know Eddie, he’s a senior boy and holds meetings with the juniors and they often swap surfing stories. But we don’t say anything and feel a bit left out.” “Hey, mates, we can’t have that. Apart from anything else, surfing’s a whole bunch of fun. I’ll have a word with Jamie. He’s got a ton of surfing equipment in that shed behind the shack so we can get started right away. They were all lazing on the patio of the shack, letting their lunch digest, when Nate broached the topic. Jamie beamed, “Thought you’d never ask dudes. It’s about time you got wave-savvy. I usually start beginners out on a boogie-board. I got a couple in the shed. Bodysurfing helps you judge the waves, position yourself on the board on your stomach, hold it correctly and tilt it.” Vic and Noah made eager moves to get going but Nate said, “Not so fast, mates. One golden rule about any activity in water � never do it right after a meal. You gotta let food digest.” Mark watched and listened to all this with affection and amusement. He got a kick out of watching the older boys instruct the youngsters. Jamie and Nate both seemed changed, growing in stature. Their words and body language were more mature, more self-assured than ever as they became mentors to the eager boys who hung on their every word. Mark felt the same pride he had experience when, as an off-duty cop, he worked a security detail on the location shoot at the beach. He had watched Jamie take command, shouting instructions to the surfers and giving his expert opinions to the director. To Mark he was sexier than ever and the cop had a boner in his uniform pants all day, counting the hours until he had that same authoritative young jock naked on the bed before him offering his ass. Mark’s goals for this trip were simply to kick back, relax and make love to Jamie. He would leave the action in the waves to the boys and watch how the older boys grew into the adult role of trainer to the impressionable youngsters. Nate brought the bodyboards round from the shed and they showed the excited boys how to lie on them, distribute their weight and grab hold of the front. Then the wave action began, clumsily at first, and Mark smiled hearing the laughter when Vic and Noah fell off the boards and tumbled in the waves. He was dozing when the first jubilant shouts rang out above the sound of the surf. Mark opened his eyes and squinted to see the boys skidding out of the surf, lying flat on their boards in triumph, with Nate and Jamie bodysurfing beside them shouting encouragement. Mark closed his eyes again, a smile on his lips. Life is good, he thought. THE BOYS GLIMPSE A NEW WORLD When the lessons finally ended the two senior boys and the two rookies marched out of the surf and up the beach. Vic and Noah carried their boards proudly under their arm as they had seen Jamie and Nate carrying their much longer surfboards earlier. All four of them looked pleased with themselves, almost smug, Mark thought � the older boys from their role as instructors to the boys, and the younger ones from a sense of achievement, inching closer to their more experienced buddies back home. Meanwhile, the growing vibe between Mark and Jamie � the seductive glances they exchanged, the not-quite-accidental touches of the hand � meant only one thing. Their mounting lust was obvious even to Vic and Noah, whose former reputation as `inexperienced’ was starting to fade. So no one was surprised when Mark said, “If you guys don’t mind, Jamie and I are gonna take an afternoon nap for a while.” “Take as long as you like, mates,” Nate grinned knowingly. “After that big lunch and all the bodyboard action I think the boys and I could do with a nap too. What d’ya think, kids?” “Yes please, sir,” was the inevitable tandem reply. “Good on ya mates. Let’s go crash in the tent you like so much.” Mark and Jamie went into the shack, the boys stacked their boards carefully on the patio, and Nate led them up the dunes to the sandy hollow where last night’s tent awaited them. They were all still wearing only boardshorts and the boys hesitated until they saw Nate casually drop his. They did the same and they all piled into the warm tent and lay together on the blanket. Nate pulled a sheet over them all and murmured, “Snug as a bug on a rug, eh kids?” “Sir,” Noah said, “you know how you told us you didn’t want you and us to be all about sex? Well, like right now, we’ve both got woodies and all, but is now one of those times we just, like, cuddle and … not actually fuck?” “I dunno, mates, you tell me. See, it’s not only what I want, it’s what we all want. Your feelings count just as much as mine. So how do you feel?” Vic pressed a bit closer and mumbled, “This feels pretty good right now, sir, just like this.” “Same way I feel, dudes. Afternoon naps can mean a whole bunch of things. Fr’instance, down there in the shack I’m pretty sure Mark and Jamie are using their `nap’ to fuck like jackrabbits. Some blokes fall asleep, some meditate, and others chat before dozing off. What I’m saying is, in your leisure time you’re free to do as you like � sleep, chat, fuck, just go with the flow. “I have a feeling you guys think too much. I mean, you try to work stuff out in your mind when all you have to do is chill out and let the mind wander. Part of it is you’re trying to work out what I want, but I’ve told you before, I don’t want you to think you have to serve me all the time. Most of the time we’ll just be enjoying each other’s company � like now.” He watched their faces pucker in thought and realized they weren’t yet ready to turn off their brains and doze off. “So, mates, how did you like your surfing lesson? A few more with the boogie-boards, and once you’ve nailed riding the waves we’ll get you up on your feet on the surfboards.” “We had a great time, sir,” Vic said. “See, there are so many things the other guys have done that we haven’t.” “But guys, you don’t have to be like all the other boys. I keep trying to tell you, you’ve got your own personalities and strengths and I love you for that. Thing is, I know you’ve seen the men and boys do stuff you haven’t ever done. And there’s nothing wrong with you being turned on by that and wanting to do it � like surfing.” There was silence for a moment as the boys exchanged glances, as if deciding which of them would say what was on their minds. It was Vic who finally spoke, hesitantly. “Sir, like you said, we have seen other guys do stuff … like sexual stuff. It looked kind of exciting … and we, er wondered how it felt. Thing is, sir, we want to give you whatever you want, like, sexually.” “Hmm, seems to me, mates, you’re tiptoeing around something in particular. Come on, I’ve always told you, you can ask me anything. So spill, guys.” Noah took a deep breath. “Well, sir, we once saw Zack and Darius have sex in the garden. They seemed to be mad at each other and Zack slapped Darius around a bit and … and he tied him to a tree before fucking him. We were with Bob and asked him to tell them to stop, but … you know what he said? Bob said Darius was loving it … can you believe?” Vic took over. “Another time we saw Randy come home angry from work, you know how he can be, and he tied Bob’s wrists behind him and fucked him. And once we saw Pablo in the garden and he had tied his boy Tyler between two trees � you know, his arms stretched up in a V. He punched hm a bit and then fucked him. How could he hurt his own boy like that? “Eddie told us of a time at the Grady House when that macho Grady, in lifeguard shorts, was tied up and got fucked by Mark, Jamie and a whole bunch of guys. And even this morning when we watched from the dunes Mark and Jamie having sex. Jamie was on his back on the bench-press with his arms stretched up gripping the rods as Mark fucked him. His wrists weren’t tied exactly, but he acted like they were. Why would he do that?” Nate chuckled. “OK, OK, enough, mates, I get the message. Right, so you’ve come to a subject I knew I’d have to explain to you. It’s called bondage, and a lot of guys get into that, especially our guys. “First of all, nobody got hurt and Bob was right, they were loving it. What they were doing is what we call fantasy. Especially Grady, who loves to fantasize about Tarzan or a tough lifeguard being captured and gang-fucked by a bunch of guys. Nobody you mentioned was really mad � well, Randy maybe. But even he knew when to stop if he was starting to really hurt Bob. “And that’s the important thing here, guys. The golden rule in the tribe is that nobody is made to do anything sexual he don’t want. All those guys wanted what was happening to them. It’s a bit like porn. When there’s rough bondage sex in porn movies the guys act like they’re getting hurt, yelling for mercy and stuff, but it’s part of the act. It’s a fantasy, working up to what they call the money shot, when the prisoner cums all over himself. “But there’s one big caution I’ve gotta give you. If, for example, you meet a bloke who wants to tie you up and says you can trust him � don’t. Don’t trust him and don’t let him. You can really only trust a guy you know real well, like guys in the tribe, especially your lover or … or a big brother,” Nate grinned. “That’s why Tyler wasn’t scared. He’s Pablo’s boy and knows for sure Pablo would never hurt him. It was a master/boy thing. “And even then they have what’s called a safe word, so if the bound guy is hurting or panicking he just says the word and everything stops.” Noah frowned. “But why do guys like it, sir? I mean being helpless, at someone’s mercy?” “Oh, that’s not something you can put into words. It’s a feeling, a real intense feeling.” “Have you ever done it, sir?” “Oh sure. I’ve done it with Jamie, fantasizing about two surfers who get in an argument and fight and one ties the other up and fucks him. I’ve done it with Adam too. Now there’s a trip, a role reversal when the boy ties up the top-man. There are so many ways to have fun.” “That’s what we were getting at, sir. And we don’t want you to miss out on that kind of fun just because of us. We want to do anything you tell us to.” “No, no, no, you mustn’t say that. I want you to do what pleases you, not do it just because it pleases me. I mean, what if I told you to jump off a cliff? Would you?” Noah frowned. “But you never would tell us to do that, sir. You said you would never hurt us, and we trust you, sir.” “We really do, sir,” Vic added for emphasis. “Even without a safe word.” Nate grinned. “You got me there, mates. You two are so logical, it’s scary at times. OK, I think we’ve flogged that topic to death. Time to snuggle closer and doze off.” As always Çorum Escort Bayan they did as Nate told them and were asleep in under a minute. Nate stayed awake a while longer, re-running their conversation in his mind � and coming to a decision, before he too fell asleep with his arms round them. A NEW THRILL It was over an hour later that Vic and Noah stirred, vaguely aware of a muffled thudding sound. As consciousness slowly returned they were not sure where they were. They felt the familiar comforting arms of their buddy, breathed in the canvas smell of the tent and opened their eyes. Their first thought was for Nate � but he was not there. They lay still for a while, trying to work out what the series of thuds were. Outside the tent, kneeling in the sand, Nate had almost finished. He sat back on his heels and surveyed his work. He had spread a large groundsheet on the sand and, at the edges had hammered six wooden stakes securely in the sand. They were placed in a rectangle � three along the top about four feet apart, and three matching them along the bottom, six feet away from the upper ones. Each stake had a length of cord tied round it. Nate stood up, wearing his usual red boardshorts, just as the boys emerged sleepily from the tent rubbing bleary eyes. As they got used to the bright sunlight they looked down at the ground � and inhaled sharply. They saw the stakes in the sand with cord attached and their thoughts went back to their conversation before they slept. The scene jarred the memory of both boys to a favorite movie of theirs about the Foreign Legion in the African desert where a legionnaire had been captured and staked down shirtless in the sand. Was this to be their fate? While the prospect scared them a bit they both felt their cocks stiffen. They were carrying their shorts and they bent to pull them on but Nate stopped them. “You won’t need those, boys.” His usual affectionate tone had a stern edge this time � and he had called them `boys’ instead of his usually cheery `mates’. These minor indications made his next words less surprising. “I want you to lie down there on your backs side by side … now!” Scrambling to obey they fell down on the groundsheet on their backs and stared up at the muscular young Aussie. Nate knelt beside them and picked up one of the cords tied to a stake. His stern expression softened to the grin they knew well. “Now I’ll ask you only once, mates. Are you sure you want this?” “Yes please, sir,” they replied with only slight hesitation. Nate looked down at their cocks that were now fully erect. “Hmm, so I see. Show me what you think’s gonna happen.” After another moment’s hesitation they splayed out their arms and legs. Spreadeagled side by side, their wrists were stretched up close to the upper stakes and their wide-apart ankles touched the lower ones. “Right. But we gotta have a safe word. Can you think of a guy, other than me, who makes you feel safe?” “Bob, sir,” Noah said, with no hesitation this time. “Good, so `Bob’ it is. You only say that word if you want me to stop and I will right away.” He sensed the tension ease from their bodies, and he set about tying their wrists and ankles to the stakes. Vic’s left hand and Noah’s right were roped together to the center stake, a touch that gave the boys a measure of mutual support. When Nate had finished he stood up and towered over them. “Damn, that looks hot. You’re my prisoners now, staked out in the sand buck naked, at my mercy � like those movies you’ve seen of a soldier in a desert war, captured by tribesmen, stripped naked and spreadeagled on the sand, staked out under the hot sun. He struggles to get free. Show me.” They tugged at their tightly bound wrists. At first they did it in obedience, but as soon as they felt the reality of being helpless, Nate saw a look of panic cross their faces and their efforts became real. It was a natural reflexive response, but Nate watched carefully to see if the panic lasted. Their cocks remained completely erect and Nate knew that if their fear were intense they would have lost their hard-ons. Instead he saw drops of pre-cum oozing from the heads. Nate’s sexy grin lit his face and they stopped struggling. They were ready to submit to the power of their captor � ready to fantasize, Nate thought with satisfaction. And now, after the first physical sensation of helplessness, came the psychological uncertainty of what came next. “That naked soldier in the desert was left alone to imagine what the tribesmen were gonna do to him, and his fear mounted. I’m gonna go away, and if I hear you yell I’ll know you wanna surrender and end it all.” He walked away abruptly and they lay still, the sudden silence broken only by the muffled sound of surf hissing on the beach, and the rustling of the dry dune-grass. As they slowly got used to their predicament, strange new sensations swept over them. The physical sensation of being helplessly bound heightened the mental realization that their former voluntary obedience to Nate had become obligatory subservience to a master. They no longer had a choice. They were prisoners of lust � in their minds bound forever to their master. It was an overpowering, thrilling sensation, more intense than anything they had ever known, being entirely dependent on another guy. Vic felt Noah’s fingers touch his. “You OK, Noah?” “Yeah, I think so. You think we’ll be OK? I mean, we really can trust Nate like he said, can’t we?” “Dude, of course we can. Nate loves us, like a big brother. He’d never hurt us.” After a long pause, “You remember that movie, the one Nate talked about? How we jerked off just looking at that hot young soldier staked out in the desert. I always wondered how he felt, what was going through his mind. Well now we kinda know, dude. `Cos that’s us.” He let that vivid image sink in. “We can always yell for help like Nate said. You wanna?” “Hell, no. I’m starting to get off on this … thinking about what’s gonna happen to us. Do you think that’s what Nate calls fantasizing, Vic?” “I reckon so, dude.” And so they lapsed into silence and let their fantasies take over, as pre-cum continued to ooze. NATE ENLISTS MARK & JAMIE When Nate walked down to the shack Mark and Jamie were just emerging onto the patio wearing boardshorts and big smiles. “No need to ask,” Nate grinned. “Good on ya, mates � must have been a long session.” “Hey, we’re on vacation Mark chuckled. “What d’you think we’ve been doing � swapping recipes?” “Depends on the recipe,” Nate ginned suggestively. “I already know most of the ingredients you guys throw in.” Jamie said, “More to the point, dude, what have you been doing to those boys of yours?” “Oh, not much. Talking and sleeping mostly.” “Huh, bit vanilla wouldn’t you say? You disappoint me.” “You wouldn’t be disappointed if you could see them now, mate.” “I’ve a feeling you’re gonna tell us,” Mark said. He went inside and came back with three beers. They sat or leaned on the patio railing, sipped their beer and Nate explained. “Well, mates, the boys and I have been getting along real well and I had a sense they were ready to learn more. They kept saying they wanted to do what they’d seen other guys do, to be like them, catch up with them. That was the reason for the surfing lesson. That was fine, but when we were lying in the tent, they were real relaxed and felt free to open up more.” “About what?” Mark asked. “Sex mostly. They told me some of the things they’d seen other guys do, and believe me it wasn’t vanilla, it was the rough stuff. Like Adam and Chad arm wrestling then Chad tying up Adam and working him over. They had seen Zack tie up Darius and fuck him, and Pablo do the same to his boy Tyler. And when Randy came home mad, he tied Bob’s wrists and fucked him.” “Hm, bit heavy on the bondage don’t ya think?” Mark grinned. “But that’s the point, sir. See, I was looking for something more dramatic, rather than the vanilla suck-and-fuck stuff. And I think I found it. I told them why guys do that bondage stuff, that nobody really gets hurt, that a lot of it is mostly fantasy.” Mark smiled. “See, Jamie, didn’t I tell you? Nate, when we were walking back from the cantina I was telling Jamie that your boys would soon be ready for something bigger, something that would bring you closer together than ever. Maybe some of the wild stuff they’d seen other guys do, like Chad and Adam, wondering how it felt. And you’d know when the time was right.” “You were dead right, sir. I found that something � and I think the time is right.” “So what did you do?” “I er, I’d rather show you guys. And I’d like your help. I want them to learn to fantasize � and that would be easier with you there.” “Hey, dude,” Jamie laughed, “you’ve come to the right guys. A muscle-cop and a surfer jock � kings of fantasy. OK, Nate, lead the way. We’ll bring our beers � props always help. And I’d better bring Eddie’s camera. As he would say, it’ll be one for the archives.” A FANTASY LIKE NO OTHER Together they trudged up the dune, stood at the crest and looked down at the tent in the hollow. Noah and Vic had heard the voices and, staked down as they were, craned their necks to look up to the top of the dune and saw the three men. Nate had encouraged them to indulge their fantasies, so they did. The two young jocks were both wearing the red shorts of beach lifeguards. The other man, taller, bigger muscles, was in brown boardshorts and looked like their boss. Instinctively they tried to touch their cocks, but their hands were tied securely to stakes above them. All they could do was wait helplessly in a mix of excitement and nervous anticipation. As the men got close Mark said loudly, “Hey dude, what you got here? Are they the same guys who got surfing lessons from you two? You training them to be junior lifeguards or something?” “Kind of, sir, but I’m not sure they’ve got the right stuff. I didn’t tell them about the initiation rookies have to go through, but that’s what this is all about.” The three men stood round them, taking slugs of beer, talking impersonally about them, casually deciding their fate. “Huh,” Mark huffed, “seems to me the first thing you gotta do is curb their sex drive. Look at those fucking boners standing up like twin flagpoles. Can’t have that on the beach. Surrounded by all those hot young beachgoers all day they’d be too distracted from their duties � they’d never stop fucking. There are some guys wanna be lifeguards just for the sex, and we gotta weed them out.” “That’s what I’m afraid of, sir. That’s why they’re staked down like that. Jamie and me wanna find out if they can control their sexual urges. We figured we’d put them through this initiation, and it all depends how soon they shoot their loads. If they shoot right away, they’re out. But if they have enough willpower to hold back and not cum, they might stand a chance. It’d be a sort of sexual trial of strength.” “Sounds about right to me,” Mark said. “But like any employment exam there has to be a record of the test. It’d be fine if I were in uniform and had my bodycam but …” he shook his head. Jamie had a solution. “Hey, I brought a camera, sir. You could use that while my buddy and me put these rookies through their paces.” “OK, sounds like a plan. Give it to me and I’ll get a few opening shots to explain the setup before your guys get down to business. As Mark circled with the camera Nate and Jamie stood at the boys’ feet with stern expressions, arms folded across their chests, feet wide apart. Vic and Noah had Escort Çorum listened to the guys’ plan with mounting excitement. The way they talked about them so casually was kinda hot, and their impressionable minds had totally bought into the fantasy. As they stared up at the jocks looming over them they could actually believe they were two hot young lifeguards initiating rookies, staked out on the hot sand. That image alone could have made them shoot, the first of many urges, but they knew they had to hold back. “OK, mate,” Nate said, “what d’ya think first � the tits?” They knelt over them astride their waists � Jamie over Vic, Nate over Noah. They leaned forward so the boys were staring straight into their eyes, then bent lower and licked their nipples. The boys stirred and tugged at their wrists feeling the first pangs of sexual taunting. When the guys bit their nipples lightly they almost shot their wads. But knowing that would be a humiliating loss they managed to hold back. It got worse when the guys straightened up and twisted the tits in their fingertips, but they gritted their teeth and resisted their sexual urge. When the tit-torture ended at last the guys reached back and felt the boys’ cocks. “Anything?” Nate asked Jamie. “Nah, just precum is all. Looks like they passed the first test.” Nate stared down at them. “You’re tougher than I thought, kids. It gets harder … you still ready to obey our orders not to bust those loads that are straining your balls?” “Yes, sir.” The young lifeguards swapped boys. Nate knelt between Vic’s legs and Jamie between Noah’s. They braced their hands on the boys’ thighs, leaned down and licked the precum from the tip of their cocks, then lowered their mouth over the head and slowly down the shaft. As their cocks filled the guys’ mouth their urge to climax intensified. But this was no ordinary blowjob. What heightened their excitement was the novel sensation of being bound. Time and again they struggled to get free so they could touch their cocks, the men, or anything to relieve their helplessness, their complete dependence on their captors. For the first time they felt the frustration and exhilaration of bondage, of being at the mercy of the young jocks. They looked down and saw the two handsome faces rise and fall over them, and felt the sexual jolt each time their cocks pressed into the warm membrane at the back of their throats. They knew that this time they were not strong enough to resist, as semen surged up their cocks, ready to erupt. But Nate and Jamie were old hands at this and realized too that the boys were nearing the edge of orgasm. They glanced at each other � and pulled back off the boys, who heaved a sigh of frustration and relief. “Damn, they’re good, these kids,” Jamie said. “Usually when I suck a guy off he cums right away. Jamie grinned playfully up at Mark who lowered the camera for an instant and mouthed `fuck you, boy’. “OK, mate, now for the ultimate weapon,” Nate said. “You ready?” “This’ll do it, buddy. I reckon they’ve already passed the test, but this’ll show how much they wanna join us and the rest of the crew.” Nate and Jamie stood up and dropped their shorts. Then they resumed their original position, butt-naked this time, Nate kneeling astride Noah’s waist, Jamie over Vic’s. But this time, instead of reaching forward to their nipples, each man reached a hand behind him and wrapped it round his boy’s cock. They positioned it just right and slowly lowered their hips. The boys gasped, realizing what was about to happen. They were about to sit on their cocks. Vic and Noah were gonna fuck the asses of the two handsome lifeguards, who were their captors. That wild, confusing thought brought them right to the cusp of climax but, with a last burst of willpower, they held their breath and closed their eyes to blot out the homoerotic sight. Their cocks, wet with the guys’ spit from sucking them, slid easily in the hot asses and the boys kept their eyes closed to get used to the unreal sensation. “Hey, they’re cheating,” Jamie protested. “Open your eyes, boys, that’s an order,” Nate barked. They obeyed and could hardly believe the sight of the two muscle-jocks riding their cocks. Now they struggled mightily, desperate to touch the tanned hard bodies, to reach up to their ripped abs and solid pecs and stroke their chiseled faces. And now they felt the full sensation of bondage, of being powerless, craving release but having to submit to the will of their masters. They found, as others had found before them, that the only relief was to stop fighting it, to surrender their free-will and accept their captivity. They had learned to relax and enjoy � yes, totally enjoy � this new reality, the same way some hostages learned to love their captors. And they did love Nate, more than ever, in a whole new way. Now, at last, they really felt like his boys, they relished the power he had over them � of body, mind and spirit. Their spirits might have been broken in one sense, but were now reborn, stronger, more devoted than ever. Nate smiled down at them, aware of the change coming over them, their complete trust and acceptance of his authority, and the love he felt for them. Jamie broke into their musings. “Damn, they’re never gonna cum. OK, dude, only one thing for it. Let `em have it, bro.” They rode the boys’ shafts faster and deeper and pounded their own cocks in their fists. Nate smiled down at them and howled, “I love you guys … yeaahh.” His cock exploded over Noah’s body, as Jamie blasted cum over Vic, and the boys finally, at long last, gave in to the craving that had been building to a fever pitch. As their cocks erupted in the lifeguards’ asses their shouts of ecstasy were carried over the dunes on the breeze, matched by the startled cries of the seagulls wheeling overhead. “YOU WILL NOT BLIEVE ..,” A few minutes later Nate had untied his boys, pulled them to their feet and hugged them long and hard. Then all four of them galloped naked over the top of the dune and down the other side, across the beach and into the waves to wash their bodies clean. Mark had a satisfied smile on his face as he picked up the discarded shorts, wandered back to the shack and packed the camera away for eventual delivery to the video-hungry Eddie. He poured himself a glass of wine, sat on the patio and gazed out at the four boys romping in the surf. He was pleased with what he had seen, recognizing it as a pivotal event in the relationship between Vic, Noah and their new `big brother’ Nate. Mark had told Jamie that the boys needed such a pivotal moment, and he had watched the bound boys’ faces change from nervous anticipation to total trust and acceptance of this dramatically new experience. He was proud of the role Jamie had played, and glad to have been there himself to witness it � and to film it for the benefit of Eddie and the other boys, who would now accept the rookies as full members of the club, something the new kids had craved. Soon the happy quartet came running up the beach, their naked bodies streaming with water. Vic and Noah picked up their shorts that Mark had brought down from the dunes, but Nate said, “Wait a minute, mates.” He came back with two pairs of red lifeguard shorts. “Jamie and me always have plenty of these around. Jamie uses a lot of them on the movie location `cos he changes all the time � from dry shorts to wet and back, depending on the scene. So these are for you, kids. Welcome to the club.” “Does that mean we passed the test, sir?” Noah asked. “With flying colors, mates. The start of a whole new chapter for us.” The boys pulled on the shorts and beamed with pride. “Sir,” Vic asked, “can we call Eddie and tell him that we got it all on camera for him?” “Kids, you don’t have to ask my permission for stuff like that. You’re free to do as you like, and I’m sure Eddie is waiting with bated breath to hear all about it. For once in his life Eddie will be speechless.” They went into the shack, Nate found two wineglasses and took them out to the patio. As he sat with Mark and Jamie, Mark said, “As you Aussies would say, good on ya, mate. You handled all that beautifully, and those kids are more devoted than ever � happy as clams at high tide. Listen to the excited way they’re talking to Eddie.” Inside they had Eddie on speaker and he said solemnly. “Guys, before we begin, by law I have to alert you that I’m recording this conversation. I need it for my documentary about events in the tribe. And the stuff you guys got going up there is definitely gonna fill a chapter. So go ahead, dudes. Shoot � you’re on.” So they gave him all the details of the trip so far, their surfing lesson, sleeping in the tent � but Eddie was panting to hear about the sexual action. So they told how they had replayed an old adventure of Nate’s when he had first watched from the dunes as Mark and Jamie worked out on the beach, and then made love, with Mark fucking Jamie stretched out on the bench-press. “We snuck up and watched hidden in the dune-grass � and Nate filmed it, the whole thing.” “Damn, I’ve always wanted that on film and now you got it. But what about you and Nate?” Noah said, “OK, dude, so guess what � we did bondage. You know those movies where this hunky young soldier in the desert gets captured, stripped naked, staked out on the ground and worked over by tribesman or something. Well it happened to us, only we got captured by two hunky lifeguards, Nate and Jamie.” Vic took up the breathless tale. “They called it a, er, `initiation’ or something, a sexual trial of strength, they said, where we weren’t allowed to cum.” The boys described the event in detail … “and here’s the thing, dude, Mark got it all on camera.” “Damn,” Eddie said dramatically, that’s epic dudes.” Having listened to their story in silence it was motormouth Eddie’s turn and he was off and running. “‘Course, bondage is always a huge turn on. Hassan does it to me. I mean, picture it, a guy like me getting tied up by a tough musclehunk Arab soldier and fucked silly. You know what, though, we should get into that staked-out-on-the-ground thing. It’s a natural for us, him being a desert Arab and all. “But when it comes to bondage and domination, you should see our guys on the second floor � they’re big into leather and get into the rough stuff. `Course, it’s all fantasy … except right now it’s turning real. Here’s the scoop guys. The two big top-men, and lovers, are the big black stud Zack, and the gorgeous Hispanic hunk Miguel. I mean, watching them fuck is a trip, trust me. “But guess what? They’ve had a row � well, more of a knock-down drag-out fight really. Miguel has taken his boy Finn and moved out of their second floor pad. Zack’s boy Darius and his boy Ryan, your workmate, are in shock. And Zack’s buddy Randy is fit to be tied. Bob, as always, is trying to make peace, but no luck so far. I’m trying to get as much as I can on film, but that ain’t easy. I don’t wanna get caught in the crossfire, no sir. “Guys, I can’t wait for you to get home, `specially now you really are one of us, after all that bondage stuff and all. `Cos I mean, this new drama � dudes, you … will … not … believe …” TO BE CONTINUED in “A Trial Of Strength” � Chapter 562 Hey guys, this is Rob Williams. I hope that chapter turned you on, and I welcome your comments and suggestions, which can be very helpful in planning future chapters. E-mail me in confidence at rw6789@aol. ALSO, I invite you to visit my own Web-site gth. You can read the whole story, with extras including pictures and biographies of all the characters. AND DON’T FORGET � IF YOU ENJOY THESE STORIES, PLEASE DONATE to this site. Nifty needs your donations to provide these thousands of wonderful stories. So please go to fty/donate.html and donate what you can. All the other writers and I thank you.

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