Todd 5 (Conclusion)

By Pueros

For Bboy

Chapter 5 – Lifelong Torment

(Bangkok, Thailand, July 2001)

Todd was discharged into a taxi drawn up at the clinic’s rear exit. It was early evening and the on-duty Miki, having ascertained that the young American was not in the hotel, was trying to keep a lookout for his return. He was hoping that the teen had not carried through his intent and that they could resume their play of the night before when he finished work. However, the young Thai was to be deeply disappointed when he saw the youth hobble very slowly and cautiously from his taxi through the hotel’s front entrance, carrying a parcel.

Miki went rushing to help Todd, collecting the package from him and carefully guiding him to the lift and up to his room, saying nothing until they reached their destination. After lying the young American down on his bed, and placing the parcel on the bedside table, the young Thai, eyes damp and glistening, declared “Oh, Todd, you should not have done it!” The older teen replied quietly “Thanks for your help and concern, Miki, it’s truly appreciated but I had to do it, I just had to!” The 15 years old looked at the front of the 17 years old’s jeans, the protuberance a quite different shape than previous, and saw some blood begin to seep through the denim. “You’re bleeding!” he shrieked in panic.

Todd tried to calm Miki by informing him “Dr. Ching said that it might because of the movement. She suggested that, if it happened, I should redress the wound.” The young American then began to unbelt his jeans and pull them down for the second time that day. The young Thai, now composed and seeing the older teen wince through his actions, suggested “Let me do it!”

Miki proceeded to pull Todd’s jeans and briefs down and remove the bloodied bandages, somehow managing to hide his horror at the sight of the young American’s cock-less scrotum. After stopping the bleeding and cleaning and applying ointment from a jar in the parcel, the young Thai redressed the wound quickly and neatly, prompting the older teen to ask “Where did you learn that?” The 15 years old replied “Oldest of eight children. Mother dead. Me repair little ones!” The 17 years old could not help smiling.

Miki left shortly afterwards, assuring Todd that he would be back when he came off duty at 10 p.m. with something to eat, refusing money to pay for the food. The young American let him take the key so that he could let himself back into the room. However, he was back well before 10 p.m. and this time he was crying profusely.

“What’s wrong?” asked a concerned Todd. “Lost job,” answered Miki, “for disappearing from post before. Just come to say goodbye as ordered from premises.” “I’m not standing for this,” fumed the young American, “you were helping me. I’ll ask to see the manager immediately.” “Too late,” advised Miki, “as I told him to stick job and that he was son of whore!” “Why did you say that?” queried the 17 years old. The 15 years old responded “He said I was up to hanky-panky with you on hotel’s time!”

“How much were they paying you and for what hours?” asked Todd. “2000 baht,” replied Miki, “for working six days noon to ten.” The young American worked out the rate in his mind. “That’s about 75 U.S. cents an hour,” the youth declared, “robbing miserly bastards!” “Hotel American owned” informed the younger teen.

“Well, here’s one American who doesn’t underpay,” announced a blushing Todd, even though he was unsure whether he was capable of meeting the commitments, “I’ll give you $40 a day for looking after me plus I guarantee to help you find a much better paid job before I leave the country!” “You never make good capitalist,” responded Miki, noticeably cheering, “but help welcome as all my money, including that from er….extra services, go to help family. Father also earn little despite working long hours. However, cannot take $40. It too much. If you want pay more than paid now, make it $10!”

“$40 or I’ll find someone else,” threatened Todd but Miki knew that he was bluffing and said “$12.50!” However, in the end, having again recognised the young American’s icy determination, he gratefully accepted the original offer with profuse thanks. “Can’t help in this hotel, though,” informed the young Thai. “Wouldn’t want you to,” responded the older teen, “ can you recommend another?” “Can do better than hotel,” declared the 15 years old, “know nice girl brothel where I can look after you very well, room and food included in my $40 per day!”

Todd and Miki had argued for another half an hour before the former overcame his inhibitions and accepted the logic of the latter’s suggestion and the latter agreed to $50 a day plus expenses because the former was now to save so much of his budget. The room in the brothel was most agreeable, as was the service and the view across the old quarter. The girls, who were actually teen boys but the young American could not tell the difference, really fussed over the 17 years old. They were not shocked at the revelation about the youth’s operation. Some had been castrated themselves, including two who had been nullified, and anyway they had learnt about the full range of male sexual desires and needs from their work.

Like a pack of mother hens, the young prostitutes cleaned and tidied Todd’s room and bed daily and made sure that he ate all his food. Miki, the only person whom the young American allowed to help him with the redressing of his wounds, sometimes had to rescue his new friend from their overwhelming attentions. However, the atmosphere, along with the care afforded by all the young Thais and the clinic, helped the youth recover rapidly.

Todd was soon walking round Bangkok with Miki, being shown the usual sites plus much that was off the tourist trail. The 17 years old then decided to use some of the money saved, by using the much cheaper but also far nicer accommodation, to visit one of the coastal resorts, taking the 15 years old with him. However, in retrospect, it was a mistake because, at the same time, the older teen’s sexual processes were beginning to recover from the shock to their workings and his desires were building up. The lovely form of his younger companion and the sight of similar beauties, many naked, on the beach created intense frustrations that he could not, of course, now relieve.

When Todd had deliberately deprived himself of sexual satisfaction before, through voluntary enforcement of chastity, he had always also experienced an associated overwhelming thrill at so torturing himself. It was for the pleasure of constantly experiencing this thrill that he had undertaken the penectomy. However, it was now missing and he knew that, if it did not return, he would have made the biggest mistake of his young life. The problem caused him to become unnaturally irritable and short-tempered and so much young male beauty around him was only adding to the predicament. The young American therefore thought it best to return to London early.

Todd had already fulfilled his promise of helping Miki to find a new job. On one of his visits back to Dr. Ching’s clinic, the young American had seen a sign, written in Thai, in the window. When he asked the receptionist about it, she told him, in her usual loud voice, that it was an advertisement for a trainee assistant for which they had already received several hundred applications. The teen, who thought his young friend might be interested, recommended the 15 years old to the Doctor who, to oblige her client, granted the boy an interview.

Miki was indeed interested in the work and not just because Dr. Ching paid her staff well, the job carrying a starting wage of 10000 baht per week for 40 hours, which was more than enough to look after the welfare of the young Thai’s siblings without the need for him to sell his body to supplement his income. The 15 years old’s pleasant disposition, and his ability to use a bandage expertly without blanching when asked to demonstrate his skills, convinced the Doctor of his worth. He was to start the job as soon as Todd no longer needed him and that time had now arrived.

The two teens made tearful farewells at the airport, promising to keep in regular touch via Dr. Ching’s e-mail, an undertaking both honoured. When, Miki arrived for work next day, the Doctor handed him $1248.26. “A final thank you from Todd,” she advised with a smile, “representing the balance of the money he saved because of you.” Tears returned to the young Thai’s eyes.

(London, England, September 2001)

Todd’s mother and father were very worried about their son. They had not expected him to come home early from Thailand. He had kept in regular, if not as promised daily, touch and had always maintained that he was having a great and safe time. However, Todd had returned to their London home looking rather sullen and miserable, displaying increasing signs of easy annoyance and stress, as well as quick anger. It was totally out of character.

The parents began to wonder if something bad had happened to their son whilst backpacking. However, they invariably not only received a begrudged uninformative answer in reply to any questions but also often experienced a skulking off to his bedroom, door then locked behind him. They realised that it was more than typical teenage angst but were at a loss as what to do until their younger 14 years old son, Josh, equally worried, suggested Ben.

Josh did not tell his parents that a concerned Ben had approached him outside the house one day, asking whether there was anything wrong with Todd for, after their early September return to college, the young American had seemingly tried to avoid his best friends. Josh had not been too surprised, given his brother’s strange mood, and said that he would try to see what the problem was but had received an equally cold reaction from his older sibling. The 14 years old had always loved and admired his brother who, apart from the usual brotherly tiff and teasing, had been a good friend, companion, playmate and latterly confessor during the family’s frequent moves around the world as their father’s diplomatic career progressed. He wanted to do anything that he could to help him out of his obviously depressed state.

Josh’s mother and father had to return to Washington D.C. for a few days and their sons said that they were content to stay behind at their London home for they had a housekeeper to make sure that everything remained fine. However, unknown to Todd, his parents invited Ben to stay while they were away, adding to the numbers in the house for security and hoping that their son would appreciate the company.

Todd, in fact, went apocalyptic at the news but his parents, now determined to find the root cause of his problem, did not change arrangements, hoping that their son’s best friend could extract the reason from him, having already asked the English teen to try. The young American was rather rude to Ben on the first day, ignoring him as best he could and spending most of his time on the computer, so that his friend spent a lot of time instead with Josh. The 17 years old and the 14 years old used the opportunity to hatch a plot.

Todd eventually went for his customary pre-bed shower but found the lock on the bathroom door broken. He thought about not bothering but that was against his natural inclinations. He therefore tried to wedge the door shut with a wooden spoon from the kitchen. He was under the shower when the door burst open and his brother rushed in, grabbed his clothes and all the towels and ran out again. His best friend had quickly followed and, pulling back the shower door, declared “Right Todd, you’re staying naked until you tell your bro and I what’s going on!”

Ben and Josh had thought that the nude blackmail was a rather funny idea, one that Todd would have appreciated if he were his old self. However, they were now to encounter a rather different outcome to their plan than anticipated.

Todd, in shock, had been too slow to hide his loss with his hands. Ben just stood looking at first, an appalled expression on his face. Josh, who had run back in to be part of the fun, also initially gawked before bursting into tears and running from the room. The friend, without comment, now followed the brother, slamming the door behind him before collecting his gear and applying similar force to the front entrance of the house.

Todd simply stood traumatised for a few minutes before partially recovering. He dried himself, with trembling hands, and went to his room but the plotters had locked it. There was no key in sight. The other bedrooms and laundry cupboard had also been secured. With the housekeeper somewhere downstairs, the 17 years old therefore had no choice. Still naked, he knocked on his 14 years old brother’s bedroom door.

“Go away,” was the message from inside, “I don’t want to know you!” Todd paused for a while, gathering his thoughts, before begging “Please let me in so that I can explain” and adding “Don’t let the housekeeper see me this way!” There was no reaction, so the older teen pleaded again “Please Josh, please, I’m your brother whatever I’ve done, please give me a chance to explain myself!”

The lock turned but the door did not open and so Todd had to turn the handle himself. He saw Josh face down on the bed, still crying. The 17 years old entered, closed the door behind him and went to sit on his brother’s bed. He said nothing for a full ten minutes until the convolutions distorting his sibling’s back, and the associated sobs, eased. “Ready to hear what I have to say?” he then asked but the reply did not come from Josh. Ben, who had returned and was now quietly standing at the door, was the one to say “Yes!”

It was many hours later before Todd and Ben left Josh’s bedroom for their own. As the naked dismembered young American approached his door, he experienced a cathartic moment. The confession of his needs and the steps that he had taken to realise them, to two of his three most loved peers, had given him a spiritual release. This now suddenly granted him the thrill for which he had been waiting and which would remain.

Todd emerged from his bedroom the next morning a changed person and not only from the morose being that he had been in recent weeks but also from his immature earlier self. The sensations he had sought for so long were now searing through his body and would now keep him in a permanent sexual rapture. Having achieved his heart-felt desire, the young American now faced life and the world with enthusiasm for there were now other achievements to realise, academic at first and then professional, as well as cementing and fostering old and new close family ties and friendships. He was determined to exceed at all his aims and he had Thai friends who recognised what the associated look in his eyes foretold.

(London, England, November 2001)

Josh and Ben not only kept Todd’s secret but maintained their deep love for him. However, the English teen still needed cock and was forced later to make his own confession to the young American. “His name’s Jean,” he confided whilst Todd sweetly masturbated him, “an 18 years old language student from Paris. I call his prick ‘the Eiffel Tower’.” Both youths did not stop laughing for a full ten minutes.

THE END

Of

‘Todd’

for Bboy

by Pueros