Chapter 25

Training Day

Day 63 Afternoon

In a roughly twenty by thirty foot cavern, fifteen feet beneath the ground on a small , deserted island in the Pacific Ocean, Eric McGorrill was having the worst day of his life as his head was pulled closer to the buttocks of his worst enemy, who was currently enjoying the sensation of Eric's tongue probing into his anus. " Go deeper, you fucker, " Mark Watson moaned in pleasure, his outstretched arm pulling Eric's cinnamon haired head all the way to his firm buttocks. Not daring to refuse, Eric grimaced as he pushed his tongue in as deep as it could go. " Ah, that's so fuckin' good, ' Mark groaned, adding, " Play with my nuts, bitch boy." Eric did as he was told, reaching under to cup and caress the larger man's enormous scrotum.

From his vantage point up front, Richard Russell stroked his ten inch member in appreciation of the show going on in front of him. He smiled cruelly at Jackson, sitting on his knees on the floor in front of the older man, his Subversion induced erection an almost blood red color from barely leashed lust. He was barely maintaining his control as his lover rimmed the almost pathologically fit Mark. Finally, Mark pushed Eric away, getting back up to his feet. Now what'll he have Eric do ? Jackson thought, the drugs in his body making even breathing an erotic event. I can't believe he's willing to stay this gentle with him without a reason. And I'm amazed Taylor is being so calm. That won't last. He risked a quick look at the blonde, still sitting on the crate Mark had placed her, pale and shaking, but quiet. So far.

" You having a good time so far?" Mark inquired archly to Eric, who was on his knees, panting slightly form his exertions.

" Yes, Master." he said, giving the psychotic the answer he knew he desired, despite feeling the exact opposite.

" Good, then you'll REALLY love what we do next. Hope you don't get vertigo easy. Now, lay on the mat ."

What the fuck is he gonna have me do know? Eric wondered as he lay on his back on the mat. He felt a surge of fear overpowering the Subversion momentarily as Mark got on his knees on the edge of the mattress, picking and spreading Eric's long legs. He cupped his large hands under Eric's small butt and bowed Eric up into a loose U shape. It left Eric's throbbing erection dangling just inches from his own face. With a start, Eric realized in part what Mark was about to have him do. He was slowly and steadily being bent. His penis was no less than two inches from his face.

" Suck it. You know you've probably done it before, you limber little shit." Mark demanded, putting three of his fingers in his mouth. Before Eric could even think of protesting , Mark had unceremoniously rammed all three up his passage. Spasms of pain and pleasure rolled from his spine to his head and aching scrotum. " Damn, you're still pretty tight back here. Guess between getting hurt and him off fucking Mel too, you haven't gotten stretched good yet." He repeated his order, ramming his fingers in so hard Eric's hips bucked as he did, " Go on suck yourself."

I haven't done this in at least two years, Eric thought, his entire body blushed from shame at his predicament, and if asshole here wasn't breaking my back, I probably couldn't. He did as he was told, bringing his neck up, opening his mouth and taking the head and first inch of the shaft into his own mouth as Mark continued to finger his asshole. Mark grinned down at him.

" Damn, you remind me of my dog. He's always doin' that same shit. Go on, pull it out and lick it some. Let Taylor see you doing it. And get comfortable, 'cause until you come in your own face, you ain't stopping."

The next half hour crawled for Eric. He sucked, licked and jerked at his penis like there was no tomorrow, hoping to save his punished rectum fro damage as Mark added three more fingers. Finally, he hissed as the desperately needed orgasm hit. Mark cackled with glee as he ordered, " Don't you dare swallow any, you jizz on that pretty boy face!" And , no options available, Eric did, three colossal jets of semen spraying onto his sharp featured face, liberally coating it. He thought he'd never stop coming.

Mark jumped up, letting Eric achingly uncurl. He pointed at Eric, addressing Taylor: " See what you had stalking you? A little pussy boy who sucked his own dick because nobody else'd touch it. And I bet he had just as many of his own fingers up his ass every time he did it."

Taylor closed her eyes and looked away. For all of a half second before Russell jumped over and grabbed her head. He turned her head back towards Eric, " Open those green eyes and look at your friend, you little slut!" Taylor cried out with the violence of it, but obeyed.

Six feet away, Cody Jackson had been on the verge of losing control and attacking Russell when Mark of all people turned on Russell angrily.

" Leave her alone dammit! You've got five to my two. You promised if I let you borrow Eric from time to time, you would leave Taylor alone!" The suddenly irate teen tensed, his taut muscles bulging in his anger. Russell stood up, obviously pissed off himself. They stared at one another for a long moment before Russell spoke.

" Yeah, I guess I gave my word and unlike Bob, when I give it I keep it, but one of these days kid, I won't need your Gramps and you and if you get in my face then, Eric and Jackson won't be the only ones well and truly fucked." Then, the malodorous brute snickered in appreciation of his own pun. Mark relaxed noticeably as he did, shaking his head with a rueful grimace.

" Sorry Rich, really. But I have special plans for her. Long term ones." he walked over to Taylor, oblivious to the woman shying away as her head was patted gently by him." He picked up a loose rag from a crate, flinging in at Eric, who had not dared to clean the glistening fluids off of his face. " Clean up asshole; you're outta breath from sucking yourself off and I want you rested for later." He gave a magnanimous rolling wave of the hands to Russell, " I think it's time for the main event, Uncle Richie." he said to his godfather.

" 'Bout damn time," quoth the pirate as he waddled over to Jackson, cupping his chin in a bear like hand. " You boyfriend got off easy compared to what I have in store for you. Open those pretty red lips and get my cock ready for that sweet hole of yours." taking a deep breath, Jackson reached out and gripped the huge member, opening his lips and rapping them around it for the second time that day. As before, the pungent aroma of the man was sickening, almost animalistic in its fierceness.

Damn, did "Momma" Russell not teach her boys how to use a washcloth or deodorant ? he thought as the big man roughly yanked at Jackson's sandy brown hair, jutting the cock in and out in a sawing motion. God, this is just plain nasty, but I better hope I don't get cotton mouthed because, like Grandad used to say about the IRS at tax time, I'm about to get it with no grease! He worked his jaws and ran his tongue around the obscenity in his filled mouth, trying to make the saliva flow. Fortunately, he succeeded, just in the nick of time as Russell withdrew from his lips abruptly. He sat down on the mattress, holding his erection p like a flashy nightstick. He didn't say a word to Cody, he pointed. I may get half fried for this and Taylor may throw up the next time we're alone if she thinks about it, but I have to lube up some. He worked his mouth, swiftly put the fingers of his left hand in it momentarily, moistened them and, his breathing faltering from embarrassment, he swiftly lubed himself even as he slowly climber into position, Russell guiding the mammoth rod into him. Despite his efforts, Jackson definitely felt as if he was being impaled as he lowered himself down. God in Heaven, he said in silent prayer, I got used to Eric, this thing , way bigger! The Subversion turned the agony into pleasure within seconds, but it was powerless against what happened next. Russell reached around Jackson's firm stomach and bodily lifted him up and shoved him down so hard Cody bit blood from his bottom lip in an effort not to scream as his prostate was solidly hit .

" Like that punk," Russell taunted as he began slamming up into Jackson as if to go from his anus to the top of his skull, " make your little pecker tingle?" The crusty man moved one arms, grabbing Jackson's throbbing tool in a crushing grip, jerking at it as if to pull it off. " C'mon, bounce harder, " he admonished, squeezing at Jackson's balls now, causing him waves of pain and nausea. He began slapping his buttocks ever faster, up and down. Mercifully, Russell went back to the somewhat less painful jerking of Jackson's penis.

Taylor Hagen fought for control of her whipsawing emotions. She'd been more attracted to Jackson than she ever had another boy, but , realizing how much Mel had cared for him, she'd made the decision to steps back just when Abby had led Eric, Jackson and Mel straight to the other Russell, starting this chain of events. She'd also come to realize that she cared about Eric, almost like a brother as well as to realize that Jackson, Eric and Mel were truly in love with each other. She'd also known just how insecure Eric was in his sexuality before ever even getting on the plane at LA and she knew Jackson, for all of his courage, had a pronounced dislike of his body being exposed. I don't think I've seen him with his shirt off three times in the whole time we've been stuck on these islands. And now, they're having this done to them , in front of Me! And this insane social climber acts like I should feel privileged to watch, that it's some sort of crazy love token of his!

She looked at Mark out of the corner of her eyes; he was clearly enjoying the show, chuckling every time Russell slammed Jackson's narrow hips onto his penis. Taylor's skin seemed to crawl as the young man put an arms around her companionably. " Jackson seems to be having a good time, " Mark whispered into her ear, and in truth, the Subversion seemed to have him in its grip for he was no unabashedly grinding his hips onto Russell with no prompting and, to Taylor's dismay, he as even masturbating himself as he did it!

Now I finally see what Mel's been telling us. No wonder the guys have been having nightmares and flashbacks about that stuff, it turns you into animals, revolted, she tried to slowly pull away from Mark. He pulled her even closer, " If you don't quit resisting me, I'll be forced to take it out on Eric. I'm all that's keeping you from being passed around to the others like a cheap party favor." he muttered , growing irritation in his voice. Fighting down her inital reactions of panic and disgust, Taylor returned the embrace as Russell pushed Jackson off of him and beckoned to Eric.

" Ok bony ass, get over here." Swallowing nervously, Eric crawled from the matt he and Mark had been on to the other one. He stopped by a flushed Jackson, who seemed to be barely coherent by now. To be honest, Eric felt the same. Even with his orgasm only minutes behind him, his balls felt as if they would explode if he didn't get release and , to his shame, hoped he would be allowed to fuck his friend.

Which was what Russell had in mind, but not in the fashion Eric wanted. " Ok, " Russell growled, idly scratching at his hairy stomach, Jackson, flat on your back. Eric, on your knees over him, facing each others cocks." The two long limbed teens got into position. Jackson winced slightly as Eric climbed over him as the skinny mans knee grazed the side of his head. The sliver of pain actually helped him focus his thoughts, which most definitely weren't as drug glazed as he was acting.

Cody, you better pray to God he doesn't realize that either his Subversion is second rate compared to what his brother gave us or I built up a tolerance somehow when he gave me that huge dose when Bob Russell was going to rape me to death, Jackson thought to himself, reaching up to fondle Eric's dangling erection and testicles, hoping that it appeared he could barely contain himself. I wish I could ask Eric if he's feeling the same or if it's just me. He was brought back to reality as Russell gave commands to them.

" Ok, let's see some rimming from Jackson and some suckin' from scrawny. Get to it." he stood up, flogging himself as the tanned teens got underway.

Eric leaned over, grabbing Codys rod in his left hand, supporting himself with his right. His longish hair dangled down as he took the broad head into his mouth. He did his level best to ignore the eyes watching him as he concentrated on bringing pleasure to his lover. He sucked almost to the hairy root of the penis, his tongue running circles from the bottom to the tip. The , he pulled out, licking it from stem to stern, , occasionally turning his attention to the large balls below, taking them one at a time into his mouth, but then returning his efforts to the penis. He had waves of pleasure of his own as Jackson's tongue and fingers probed at his most private area. Far gentler than Mark, Cody was massaging the sore passage, his tongue penetrating softly. Cody's actions belied his nervousness, even as he reached one arm under Eric and gently jerked at the other teens dick.

If I can't think of something, Mark'll kill him. Damn, every time Eric gets worked up, we all still ignore him and we're so motherfuckin' surprised when he was right all along. Even I did it, although I did at least tell Mark I'd hurt him if he tried anything. If we get out alive, that's one habit I have to break. I have to do something but I need time. If I have to suddenly become Russell's love slave to get that time, I will. Because I'm willing to kill to save him and I'll fuckin' die before I touch Lex, even if I have to kill myself.

" Stop, " the smelly ogre ordered, odiferous aroma making Jackson's nose twitch from five feet away, " Jackson, on your back. Eric, mount up like you're Roy Rogers on old Trigger!"

Where do the Russell's come up with their sayings? Outta work comedy writers ? was Eric's odd thought as they got into position. His stitches on his neck stung from the sweat he'd worked up and for some reason, the Subversion just wasn't working like he remembered from just a few days ago. Oh, he could probably still drill wood with the erection he had, but, I'm not on cloud 9 like Cody seems to be. He looked don at Jackson's hard on as he started to mount him.

" Face front asshole!" demanded Russell, " Mark wants Taylor to get a really good look at this action. Eric did as he was told.

"Oh, I forgot how good it feels with him in there! Eric almost sighed as the sensation of Jackson lancing into his lubed hole hit him. We haven't had sex since three days after I got slashed by the creepy crawley. He was afraid I might burst my stitches. His brief flash into pleasant memories ended as the trollish Russell strode over to them.

He looked down into Jackson's eyes, a cunning gleam in the black orbs. He looked over his shoulder to Mark and Taylor: " Let's see ho your friend handles some hard core d.p ."

What the hell is d.p.? a confused Taylor, who most assuredly did not watch a lot of porn wondered to herself.

Seeing her look of confusion, Mark explained in an aside, " It's short for double penetration Taylor." he said patiently. Then tittered as her face ran a gamut of expressions from awestruck to sickened in a single heartbeat.

"Ewww!!" cried the blonde, " Don't make them do that, please," she whined, " Eric could, uh, get internal injuries that way, couldn't he?" She tried her most winning smile on Mark, who was nervously watching Russell, afraid he'd take offense at Taylors interruption. Fortunately, the horny hairy heavyset man as amused, not angered.

" Not jealous are you sweetcakes? I'd gladly do the same to you, if you like. Just kiddin' Marko," he tacked on genially, seeing his godson scowling at him at that. He turned his attention back the twosome beneath him, Jackson slowly and steadily penetrating Eric all the while. " Well, hope you dilated kid, caue poppa's cumming in!" The big man got don astride them, covering Eric's far smaller body. The cruel creature was happy as he felt Eric trembling in incipient fear and anticipated pain as Russell firmly guided his erection to Eric's anus.

OMG I'm gonna be ripped in half, as his agonized thought as Russell thrust his cock in without a pause. It took him only three seconds before he was up to his scruffy pubic hair in Eric's aching asshole. For thirty long seconds, Eric Jeremy McGorrill seemed to forget how to breath. He felt as if his body as being shredded as the two phalluses seemed to battle for dominance within him. He had just drawn breath when Russell seemed to go wild, beginning to ram into Eric like a fleshy piledriver. Jackson speeding up as well. The substandard Subversion was just not up to it; Eric was strating to hurt more than he as being turned on. Tears of pain ere plainly on his face for all to see despite the raging hard on he still had and the admitted pleasure from his over stimulated prostate.

He risked a look at Taylor. She had tears streaming don here face, the thuggish Mark however, he was actually masturbating with one arms on her shoulders at the same time!

Mark walked over beside them after noticing Eric gazing at him. " Hurry up Richie, I gotta present for "Erica" there and I want to give it to him when you get off."

"Sure," grunted Russell, hips firing away so hard Eric hair was whipping into the air from the force, " Nearly there, " he huffed, wide face growing redder by the second. Warned , Mark jacked furiously, pausing to spit on his dick, then wringing the moisture in furiously, his own breathing hard, his chest sweaty now. " Uhhh!! Now!" moaned Russell, pushing so hard and deep into Eric his legs trembled from the strain. He pulled out, whirling off Eric, to shoot a tremendous load right on Jackson's face just as Cody erupted deep inside Eric, lust warring with disgust. Before Jackson could pull out, he saw mark's long , tanned legs beside him. The other , larger teen reached and gripped Eric's chin. His right hand as a blur of motion as he masturbated.

" Eat up bitch," he said harshly, using his forefinger and thumb to open Eric's mouth. When he had it open, he put the tip of his prick to Eric's lips, then moaned as he sent five separate strings of cum into the open mouth. " Fuckin' swallow my load, you little shit," grated his tormentor.

What happened next took them all by surprise. Whether it as the oddly subdued Subversion, the horrendous pain Eric was in, the fact of whose sperm it was, the tormented teen's nerves or what would never been known. But in the space of to seconds, as Mark was enjoying the show, he stood too close. Eric threw up violently , overtaken by a sudden nausea. And the bulk hit Mark squarely on his scrotum.

" Fuckin' nasty goddamned bastard!", he shouted in outrage. Hearing Russell break into hearty laughter made it ten times worse. Mark completely lost it; in his warped mind there as no doubt Eric had done it deliberately. And for that, he would pay.

In a flash, he stepped two paces back and sent a side kick squarely onto Eric's head, knocking him off Jackson. Cody didn't manage to even think about countering Mark's attack; the silent Potter hit the controller's button and Jackson's screech of anguish echoed in the chamber as 30,000 volts coursed through him, causing him to writhe in agony. And mark showed no interest in him at all. He walked over to where the battered and still sick Eric had curled on his side. He pulled the slightly built teen up by his hair. Once he had him up, he sent a knee into his groin with such force Eric went six inches into the air before crashing to the cavern floor. He lay on his back. As he started to fold his legs and curl up, Mark jumped astride, stopping him. The muscular teenager hit Eric's jaw so hard his head spun. Then, like he had done before, his hands closed on the injured neck and Eric's vision went dim as the air was choked from him. Mark wasn't content with that, he was simultaneously slamming Eric' s head on the floor.

I'm through, Eric thought, the pain fading as his consciousness faded. I love you Mel. Cody , I love…his thoughts ended with his consciousness.

Mark still throttled him. Jackson was worse than helpless for Russell was holding him up by the throat and making him watch. The collar had hurt him enough for Russell to overpower him effortlessly. He looked as if he too was about to black out, to Russell's obvious pleasure. The madman actually jumped as a shrill scream split the stale air.

" LEAVE HIM ALONE MARK!" Taylor cried in a plea of sheer desperation. She might join the to boys in death, but she couldn't just stay a silent witness to their deaths. She trembled in fear as she bayed at the obsessed boy, knowing the one thing that would possibly stay his wrath and knowing what it could mean for her. To her credit, she didn't hesitate for a second. " PLEASE MARK! I'll do anything. I'll be your slave willingly! I'll do whatever you want, just don't kill my friends!" she burst into full tears, dropping to her knees. " Please, they're like my brothers, please, please don't kill them."

Mark looked at Taylor, obviously weighing his options; kill his enemy of have the girl of his deepest dreams his of her own free will. It wasn't even close. He let Eric's head drop with a thud. He got up, turning to give the unconscious boy a savage kick to the ribs before going to Taylor. He reached down and gently pulled her up. He forced her to look at him as he made his on declaration.

" Fine. I'll spare his life. But, if you're trying to trick me, I'll kill him in a way that'll make the three of you wish he'd died today. I'll skin him alive and I'm not just saying that Tay, " he warned, the flat look on his face showing that he wasn't kidding. Uncle Rich,' he said to the man choking Cody, " is that cool with you?

Russell grunted his assent, " Yeah, I haven't had near enough time to train my bitch. Just so you keep yours under control." he added in a warning of his own, flinging the barely conscious Jackson to the mattress. " And I think you outta make her give you a don payment in front of these to after while, to show you mean business.' he suggested.

Mark looked at Taylor, calculating. He shook his head as he made a decision. " Yeah. Good idea. Taylor, " he held her tightly, "I'm not about to make you blow me or give your virginity to me just yet. But, there is something you are going to do, in front of them and all your friends tomorrow night." He looked at her expectantly.

" What?" she asked, a dozen nightmarish scenarios playing in her head.

Mark grinned, " You're going to give them a demonstration of Perversion. You. Mel and Daley are gonna lez it up for us all to see and then, I'm going to do the one thing to you I can and you still be technically a virgin."

Taylor looked blank while Russell mocked her, " OOH, I'm so clueless. Ha!"

" Anal sex would still leave you a virgin." And the still nude young man's foot long penis twitched noticeably as he informed her of his plans.

She spoke a single word, " Ok.". Then, her supply of courage and her love of her friends overwhelmed by panic, Taylor collapsed.

Mark dressed swiftly after making sure she was breathing normally. He picked her up and walked out the door. A dressed Russell and Harry Potter followed them out. The unmistakable sound of a padlock being placed could been heard. A barely conscious Jackson crawled slowly and painfully over to Eric. Once he satisfied his self that Eric was breathing, he curled up around him and his shoulders jerked as he cried.

I don't have a clue as to what to do now, he thought as the darkness claimed him.