Tony knew instantly he had to take this guy down a notch … or three. It would take time but he was confident he’d have it done in 6 weeks at the very most, but maybe a lot less. Unlike the arrogant kid, Tony knew to “speak softly and carry a big stick.” He chuckled at the irony in that thought.

He followed from a safe distance and the unsuspecting frat boy never realized someone was stalking him. He got home and went inside, so Tony knew which fraternity he’d joined. That would help a lot. Tony returned to his own home, financed by selling Aaron and another kid, and began a chart of coming steps. It was like a workflow chart – If A then B, but if C, then D; if B or D, then X or Y; Tony now liked to plan that way.

He then hacked into the frat website (which was amazingly easy) to see just what social and other events they had coming up. He quickly also learned that the guy he’d seen was named Robert Burnham, a junior majoring in business. Tony chuckled again that in fact this young guy would be turned into a business. Within minutes, still using the fraternity’s website, he had Robert’s (who he now decided he’d rename him “Robbie,” given what he was going to do to the young man) class schedule. Between it and the fraternity’s social calendar, Tony created a one-month-or-less plan. Despite his age, Tony looked like a college junior or senior, so he could easily mix in on campus. And even though he’d spent time in prison, outwardly he was so clean-cut and seemingly upper-middle or even upper-class that no one on campus suspected what he was up to there. He had free reign of the campus and its men.

With his extra-careful planning, three weeks later Tony found himself in an opportunity to offer a ride to Robert so he could get back to the frat house. Most of the brothers had left the bar they were at, leaving Robbie and another equally handsome, but much less conceited, freshman pledge to fend for themselves. Tony quickly considered the risk of snatching two guys simultaneously with the potential reward and decided to go for it. He told them he’d be glad to get them back to the fraternity, but he needed to get home and take care of some things first. He made it seem his home was a few minutes away and on the other side of the frat house. Both of them accepted surprisingly willingly and the three of them left the bar. The freshman rode in the back, of course.

Both had had enough to drink (though the freshman was under-age) that they fell asleep in the car, making Tony’s ruse that much more successful. He actually drove in the opposite direction from the fraternity but his sleeping beauties were completely unaware of that. When they arrived at the house, he first unloaded Robbie, carrying him into the house fireman-style. Robert stayed unconscious even after Tony put him onto the bed in the spare bedroom. After binding the young man’s wrists and ankles as well as gagging him, he deadbolt-locked the door and returned to the car for victim number two. As incredibly attracted as he’d been to Robbie, his freshman cohort, Peter Henry (Tony later found out he was an actual descendant of *the* Revolutionary War hero), was even more distracting for Tony. Tony, he’d decided, could start his training tomorrow but Peter (again he chuckled to himself) should begin now.

Peter was starting to come around by the time Tony returned to the car, but he was still sufficiently out of it that Tony could guide him into the house with no resistance. He led and sometimes pulled the boy to his bedroom and helped him fall gently onto the bed. “This is gonna be so easy,” Tony thought to himself. He removed the boy’s clothes with some struggle but it seemed at times that the youth adjusted his position to make things easier for Tony. Tony remembered unconscious Aaron opening one leg further, seemingly to make his own castration easier for Tony to complete and wondered if this was the same phenomenon. It didn’t matter either way, and by now Tony’d done it often enough that he was finished castrating Peter in well under an hour. He left the freshman there and went to the spare room. It was Robbie’s turn.

When Tony unlocked the door and entered, he saw Robert still sound asleep on the bed. Again, he went quickly and efficiently to work and was finished with his second conquest of the day before midnight. He did manage to rouse Robbie just enough to lead the very, very groggy young man to the master bedroom (again the irony made Tony chuckle) and helped him, like he had Peter, lie down on Tony’s bed.

By morning, he’d fucked each sleeping boy twice. They each moaned as it happened both times, and Peter came early during his first fucking while Robbie held off until his second. Tony had his camcorder set and filmed everything. He now had evidence they’d enjoyed being turned out. That would be critical in breaking them psychologically, and in the morning he wasted no time in doing so.

Peter cracked first, of course. Younger, more innocent and trusting, and still a virgin, he simply surrendered to whatever Tony wanted to do. Within a few hours, Tony knew Peter would neither resist what was done to him nor attempt escape. “So easy, that was so, so easy,” Tony thought to himself.

Robbie took longer to resign himself to his new condition and status. In fact, it took Tony five fill days to finally break him. Until that happened, Robbie was kept under lock and key when alone. If he needed a bathroom break, Tony went with him until Tony tried letting Peter be Robbie’s “monitor.” When Robbie tried to get away by talking Peter into silence, Peter hollered for Tony instead. Robbie finally accepted that there was no escape and gave in completely to Tony. Within weeks, Tony had taken Robbie to a slave auction but kept Peter until he knew he needed a new conquest to keep himself actively engaged in the hunt, capture, and training of the right young men to keep his lifestyle intact.