The Brotherhood 2

(London, England, March 1880)

The Commissioner of the Metropolitan Police, a puritanical Victorian Church stalwart of stern manner and appearance, as well as a knight of the realm, decided to do something about the proliferation of brothels, of all sorts, in the British capital, then the largest city in the world. He called a conference in his old Scotland Yard office to discuss strategy.

Two weeks later, with all Police leave cancelled, most of London’s known brothels, catering for a wide range of tastes in human flesh and fetishes, were raided and many arrests made. The biggest surprise of the Saturday night activity was the number of well-known rich establishment figures rounded up in an opulent and very select boy brothel, in existence for many years. Their detainment and subsequent imprisonment not only ruined the careers and reputations of these men but also the futures of many of the boys they buggered. It had been customary for the clientele to look after the young male prostitutes once they advanced into manhood. Many became, relatively for the times, well groomed, fed, boarded and remunerated servants of one kind or another in their former patrons’ households. Others were funded through education or apprenticeships into worthwhile jobs. Some were helped to emigrate to the colonies or that impertinent former colony, remarkably successful despite lack of British supervision, the United States of America. Now, the current stable of boy catamites, most parentless for one reason or another, was offered places in grim orphanages or workhouses. Most preferred the streets despite the fact that life expectancy there was short.

(Oxfordshire, England, January 1881)

The venue for the meeting was a stateroom in one of the biggest and grandest houses in the country, so large and opulent that it was termed a palace. The Duke, who was hosting the meeting and was named after a very famous forebear, opened the gathering of some other renowned and rich men with the words “Lords and gentlemen, we cannot let the disaster that befell our friends to be repeated. Suggestions?”

The result of the two-day conference was the establishment of a boy brothel in a large country house in Berkshire, which, despite its seclusion, was readily accessible from London via train and carriage. Some of the lads who had been of previous service were found and recruited but, as others were now lost, these had to be supplemented by fresh stock.

Whatever, the merits of boy prostitution, the future lives of this particular group of volunteer catamites, and their immediate successors, were much better, and usually longer, than could otherwise have been expected. All were sworn to lifelong secrecy and very few, even those whose later work took them outside the new fraternity, broke this rule as they knew the likely consequence for disobedience, for the very few had all died in unexplained circumstances and nothing ever came of their disclosures. Attention to maintenance of such secrecy was to be an organisational linchpin through later decades.

All of the boy prostitutes displayed tiny tattoos on their right arms. This consisted of the letters ‘BBL’ supported on either side by what looked like a young naked boy sporting a full erection. An ‘I’ would be added to the abbreviation in 1898.

(London, England, April 1994)

The young BBC researcher was homosexual and had heard a story from a very drunk older man who had tried to pick him up in a gay club. At first, he had not believed a word of the tale but the thought that such an organisation could exist intrigued his mind. He therefore introduced his skills to the topic in his own time and very slowly, from snippets of information and rumour, began to compile a portfolio on the subject until he was confident enough to approach his departmental head. He gave his boss a resume of his private findings and asked for permission to pursue the matter on an official full-time basis. The man responded by saying that he would have to seek advice from higher up.

Four days later, the young researcher was killed in a hit and run accident. No portfolio of private investigation was ever found amongst his possessions and the departmental head, sighing about the tragic loss of such professional talent, soon forgot about the whole issue.

Over the next few weeks several more men, seemingly unconnected but all, according to certain people, owners of loose tongues, also died. Two apparentlty committed suicide, by hanging and handgun respectively. Another accidentally fell under a train as it was arriving at a station and one was drowned having consumed much alcohol and fallen into a river. There was also a further hit and run incident. Lessons were subsequently learnt by certain people whose consciences were getting the better of them and no further leaks occurred anywhere in the world for several years.

(Amsterdam, Netherlands, July 1996)

When the deeply elated and excited Andrew had reported back to the ‘Pink Triangle’ after receiving the message at his hotel, the same handsome 22 years old receptionist, whom he had seen two days earlier and who was apparently expecting the arrival of the new young probationary employee, received him and took him to a waiting room outside the manager’s office. A similarly attractive, aged and attired young male secretary, located behind a desk to the side of the door to his boss’ room, offered the exceedingly pretty 16 years old English boy a drink from the nearby dispenser. The teenager, throat dry with anticipation, accepted some cola. However, the secretary was obviously busy performing work on his desktop computer and his subsequent hospitality did not extend to conversation during the youth’s half-hour wait to see the head of the establishment.

The manager eventually opened the door of his office, said farewells to a middle-aged man, who had been his guest, and then invited Andrew inside. “Please take a seat,” the manger suggested, gesturing to the chair in front of his large mahogany desk, whilst he resumed his position on the other side. The teenager did so and the man opened a file which was labelled with the youth’s name and reference number. The 16 years old noticed that the number was 1-48442, a numerical with which he was to become well acquainted. He also saw the questionnaire about himself, which he had completed on his first visit, inside the wallet, along now with several other documents. He was not told that one of these was a report from a servant of the organisation, to which the club belonged, who happened to live in Cheshire, England, verifying, from discrete enquiries, the facts that the boy had provided in the form.

“We have completed our preliminary security checks,” the manager announced in a businesslike manner, “and are happy to offer you a period of employment, without contract, of one week.” The man saw Andrew’s sweet smile disappear from his face in clear disappointment, which, to him, was a good sign. He paused and thought that he detected wetness in the teenager’s sensuous eyes but the youth was seemingly either too taken aback or polite to protest at the decision.

The manager eventually put Andrew out of his misery by advising “The week will be for initial induction so that we can learn more about you whilst you can gain an appreciation of what we expect from you and what different opportunities exist for you within this establishment and the wider operations of our parent organisation.” The teenager’s smile returned and he wiped the dampness from his eyes. The man continued “You will be accommodated in privacy in a luxury penthouse apartment that we own near to the club premises and we’re providing your week’s wages in advance plus a generous allowance to eat at whatever local restaurants take your fancy.” An envelope was produced from a desk drawer and handed to the youth with the instruction “Please open!” It contained 2000 Guilder, in English terms over £500, more than the boy had ever possessed.

“During the week, you will not be required to provide any sexual favours” the manager informed, causing Andrew to blush, “ and you may decide to terminate arrangements at any time and return home, keeping all of the money as a thank you from us for your interest. All that we ask in return is that you keep away from the club apart from reporting for certain appointments and co-operating fully with those you see. Our resident doctor will need to give you a thorough medical. Our consultant psychiatrist and psychologist will both want to speak to you. It is important that you are totally honest with these people, not hiding anything from them. Such honesty will benefit you and us considerably in future. However, most of your time will be spent with our trainers of new talent who will want to test your potential to entertain our clients, which, after all, is the reason for the club’s existence. That, then, is our offer. Do you accept?” The man held out his hand, inviting the teenager to shake it in agreement. The youth, amazed at the careful professionalism of the club and not previously realising that it took so much to become a young male whore, took the proffered hand eagerly.

The medical check in the club’s well-equipped medical facility was first. Andrew was initially abashed at having to strip naked for the doctor and his young male nurse, both of whose white uniforms displayed pink triangular motifs. However, the teenager knew that disrobing before others was an activity that he would have to become used to in future. The examination was long and intimate, and included many very personal questions relating to the youth’s sex life. However, the 16 years old co-operated fully despite his embarrassment, even producing the requested semen to add to the previously acquired urine and blood samples.

The psychiatrist delved deeply into Andrew’s past life, sexual and other emotions and motives for wanting to join the employ of the ‘Pink Triangle’. The psychologist was very interested in the teenager’s behaviour patterns, both in public and private.

Andrew saw three trainers at different times but two in the same small gymnasium, devoid of other people. The teenager was told to dress in short tight white shorts, bearing the club symbol, and put through his paces. The first trainer, responsible for keeping the male prostitutes fit, asked the youth to perform various exercises to check agility, stamina and courage. He was aware from the questioning of others that the 16 years old was supposed to be something of an athlete and sportsman and was happy to confirm, from his observations, that the supposition was correct.

The second trainer introduced Andrew to erotic dancing and was contented to see that the lithe slim seductive teenager seemed to have a natural affinity for such action. This man would later, after the youth’s initial induction period, acquaint him with even more sexually blatant practices. Meanwhile, he simply showed the 16 years old videos of some of the activities that took place within the club to test the boy’s reaction. Some showed a variety of stage acts and tabletop lap dancing performances. Others explicit carnal bedroom and sometimes painful playroom action, including activity in the bdsm suites. He was pleased to confirm the lad’s enthusiasm for what went on, obvious from his face and the enhanced bulge at the front of his shorts.

Andrew met the third trainer last and only after the other people that the teenager had seen had confirmed to the manager his suitability not only to be employed as one of the club’s younger prostitutes but also to join the parent movement’s select coterie of volunteer slaves, regularly given special commissions to fulfil. Such slaves had to submit themselves to the organisation’s total control over their lives, their immediate compensation being subjection to much servile degradation and pain and future reward continued employment, even after personal physical charms had dissipated, and prospective later membership of the supreme body.

Andrew, sworn to lifelong secrecy, was accordingly made aware by the third trainer of certain facts, not comprehensive but on a need-to-know basis. The amazed and delighted teenager used this information to decide which contact to sign at the end of his initial induction. Thereafter, he was Andrew no more but slave 1-48442, purchased into demeaning servitude for nothing. All of the youth’s personal possessions, including his passport, were incinerated and, dressed in just shorts, he was introduced to his new home, a small spartan cell deep in the bowels of the club. The second stage of his induction now began and there was no turning back, the tattoo insignia of the IBBL on his right arm perpetually reinforcing this point.

(Somewhere in the U.S.A., July 1996)

Two guards, in the standard uniform of the centre’s servants, consisting of white t-shirt, emblazoned with the black IBBL crest, placed above a small outline of North America and the date 1898, trousers, socks and shoes, escorted the fearful Brad to the office of the similarly attired High Master, although his insignia was in gold. It had been the first time that the boy had been outside his cell since his arrival but he was now fully acquainted with what the establishment he was in and his abductors were all about from the instructional videos and documents he had been forced respectively to watch and read.

Brad was in the secret North American pleasurecentre of the IBBL.

The IBBL was a hierarchical Brotherhood, 115 years old, with seven grades of participant. Top were the ‘Grand Masters’, each responsible for one of the continental divisions of which there were now five, namely, in order of seniority, Europe, North America, Asia/Oceania, Central/South America and Africa. Each Grand Master served a year in turn as the ‘Supreme Master’, nominal head of the whole fraternity and inaugurated at each annual international convention.

Second were the ‘High Masters’ who ran the pleasurecentres of each division, where activities that would be unlawful at the many gay sex clubs, brothels and other concerns provided by the movement could be enjoyed by the carefully chosen and screened wider membership. The legal operations, catering for those with a taste for men as well as younger males, were run by third tier management called ‘Masters’.

Members, entitled ‘Domini’, comprised the fourth hierarchical level and were of two types. The first consisted of rich, powerful or influential men who could be relied on to be discreet and helpful in return for ready access to delicious pleasures, many forbidden. All were expected to donate a proportion of their income from all sources to the Brotherhood and to leave substantial bequests of money or property when they died. Such transactions were disguised as donations to charities, which were actually fronts for the fraternity, and had so enriched the movement over the years that its assets were now worth billions. These Domini were also expected to use their power and influence to protect the wellbeing of the organisation by ensuring continued secrecy and helping to promote other members or IBBL servants into similar positions of authority.

The second type of Dominus consisted of men promoted from the lower hierarchy as a reward for services rendered.

The fifth hierarchical category consisted of the body’s ‘Servants’, who were also of two types. The first was the full-time junior employee of the Brotherhood who performed many types of work on behalf of the fraternity at both the movement’s public and private facilities or in the wider community. Some of the latter were assigned procurement tasks, acquiring, by either voluntary or involuntary means, fresh young boy flesh to support the organisation’s varied activities. There was also the feared and ruthlessly efficient security service, which it paid no-one to cross, as the young BBC researcher and his informants had discovered.

The second type of employee was the occasional part-timer, paid a lucrative fee to identify and help to secure suitable boys for the cause, by fair means or foul, or perform ad-hoc contracts. One of these had performed the security check on Andrew. Many had been infiltrated into positions whereby they had supervision of one kind or another over youngsters, such as in the teaching or social services professions. However, in the more lawless countries, it was found that infiltration into the police or military was more effective.

The sixth tier comprised the voluntary boy prostitutes in the public brothels, who were all well looked after either in terms of good pay and conditions and/or meeting their sexual needs. The former was demonstrated by the ‘Pink Triangle’ contract offered to Andrew and the latter by the IBBL version for which the English teenager had actually opted. It was found that subjection to a strict bdsm lifestyle was popular with certain recruits, with some even requesting castration. As a few clients liked having sexual favours provided by eunuchs, such wishes were often accommodated as the brotherhood catered for all tastes.

Those who chose the bdsm option formed one half of the seventh and lowest hierarchical grouping, the voluntary ‘Slaves’, whose specialism would be catering for gay sadists, although not exclusively. Most of these slaves, like many of the prostitutes, later became servants of the brotherhood when their contracts expired or their looks were lost.

The other half of the lowest tier consisted of the involuntary slaves. These were the main stock of the pleasurecentres, established to meet the most unlawful desires, although some very rich and important members were also permitted small personal harems as long as security could be guaranteed, this alternative being particularly favoured by a number of Arab Sheikhs.

Procurement of involuntary slaves was very efficient and achieved by various means. Some boys were carefully abducted in circumstances where no-one would know what had occurred. Young runaways were ideal candidates in the developed world and a number of IBBL servants were engaged simply on touring popular hitchhike routes to look out for such potential acquisitions. Hitchhikers were invariably questioned nonchalantly to discover the security risk relating to their disappearance. Many never knew the importance of their answers as they reached their destinations without harm, it being considered too dangerous to secure their services. Only those who, unaware of the consequences, confessed that no-one would miss them or cared too much about them were generally taken, Brad and Glen being examples. However, exceptions to this rule were made for particularly delectable young specimens. This even extended to straight kidnaps of non-hitchhikers, especially when certain identified boys were wanted by important members.

In developing countries, including those in Eastern Europe, abduction was much easier, particularly with the help of corrupt police and military, but often less needed. Parents, especially those with many children, were more than happy to sell sons to people apparently offering the youngsters a better life.

The illegalities perpetrated at the five large pleasurecentres, placed in secret, remote, heavily guarded and disguised locations, extended beyond the mere age of the boys concerned. Extreme bdsm practices were permitted as long as no permanent harm accrued, the only exception being the occasional castration of a boy, by one means or another, to meet tastes for certain types of eunuch. Each centre usually had at least one younger and older boy who had been subjected to gelding, penectomy or nullification. However, there was a vacancy in the latter category for a teen at the North American site when Brad had appeared on the scene.

The High Master addressed Brad. “We are minded,” he said, “to release your brother into the care of his natural father as long as you agree to accept a challenge.”

(Amsterdam, Netherlands, August 1996)

Probationary volunteer slave 1-48442, second phase of induction now completed, was led before his Master by his immediate Overlord, the third trainer who had introduced him to the existence of the brotherhood.

The manager of the ‘Pink Triangle’ looked up from the documents on his desk to see the beautiful 16 years old English boy, dressed only in his short white shorts with large front protuberance, standing before him. “Congratulations, probationary slave,” he said, “your Overlord advises me that you have successfully completed the second phase of your induction. You can therefore be formally initiated tomorrow afternoon before embarking on your initial assignments.”

“These will consist of first performing a striptease on the main club stage tomorrow night from the English schoolboy uniform that, I understand, is one of the costumes with which you have been practising. The event has ready been promoted throughout the club on our television screens and via posters, using the photographs we took of you in the attire. I can tell you that your looks, especially in those short tight schoolboy shorts, has led to all tickets being sold. However, on this preliminary occasion, after your public caning, you will not lose your virginity to any of the patrons. We have a very important person lined up for that prerogative instead, a certain Arab Crown Prince who will be visiting London in one week’s time. You will therefore be taken to one of our special safe houses there to entertain the man who, by the way, is almost 50. You have been chosen because, after some unfortunate experiences at an English public school, where he was bullied and abused by fellow pupils, the Prince hates English schoolboys. He will therefore enjoy depriving you of your virginity and will ensure that you suffer great pain both during and after your deflowerment. You see, after his cock has been serviced by both your anus and your mouth, he will flog and torture you. I’m sure that you will cope well with these first two commissions. You may go!”

The manager looked at the trainer “Return him to his cell!” Probationary volunteer slave 1-48442 prostrated himself before his Master before he was led away by his Overlord, the bulge at the front of the teenager’s shorts noticeably larger than before.

Andrew soon found himself alone on his uncovered bed in his small cell. He had a great urge to masturbate as attempts to keep him chaste during the month-long second induction phase, despite the frequent infusion of the special IBBL aphrodisiac, had actually succeeded for the last week. Previously, the youth had resisted such temptation as ordered but had suffered some accidental ejaculations, several times when practising striptease and also when rehearsing, without penetration, the rhythmic loin oscillations that needed to be adopted to ensure that clients gained maximum enjoyment from sodomising club prostitutes. A few wet dreams had also been experienced.

Probationary volunteer slave 1-48442 had to lay over his Overlord’s legs to be spanked on his 16 years old bottom for such misbehaviour on each occasion, causing his bum to sting severely and develop a temporary dark red hue. The chastisement had once to be increased substantially as the man’s lap was filled with teen semen as a result of one of his painful ministrations.

The not unexpected mishaps had been seemingly cured for the last, most important, week by application of a chastity belt, removed only for toilet, cleansing and grooming purposes, the latter now including the meticulous shaving away of all pubic and other bodily hair, supported by subsequent application of a special lotion. Andrew found such attention to his sexual organs very difficult as he had to stop frequently when using the razor and cream to prevent himself from cumming. However, he had so far succeeded in preventing further unwanted production of sperm resulting from such genital preparation.

The belt consisted of a tight fitting hard leather cup thong that prevented erection. It was easily removable but part of Andrew’s training was to resist the temptation to do so to masturbate despite his intense urgings.

Probationary volunteer slave 1-48442 did not watch for long the small television screen, peering down at him from a shelf near the ceiling of his cell and which, along with extremely erotic hard-core gay pic magazines and literature, provided his only source of distraction during the loneliness of incarceration. A selection of the glossy publications and books, all published by an IBBL subsidiary, were made available for him in the cupboard under the bedside table. Their provision was designed to intensify his sexual longings, so equipping him to be a better sex slave. The erotica shown constantly on the television, which was never turned off, served the same purpose. It consisted of regular split-screen views of what was happening around the club, on the stage of the main theatre or elsewhere, interspersed by gay films produced by the same company that published the reading material.

The television currently provided various shots of a lovely completely smooth teenager, about Andrew’s age and seemingly another slave, bound spreadeagled to a table, at the foot of which was a version of the machine with which Pierre was already very well acquainted and Andrew and Brad would also become most familiar. However, the digital clock was counting upwards whilst the penile and anal vibrators and suction pump performed their duties. An intravenous drip was additionally attached to the youth, introducing aphrodisiac stimulant to his arm.

Andrew had noticed that the clock had reached over 172,000. He had also observed that the jar that was an integral part of the device was not yet half full of semen. The English teenager knew from his induction that he was watching a public punishment, for the tormented youth was in one of the playrooms accessible by all patrons. He could see a number of men in the background, smirking at the slave’s masturbatory torment. The 16 years old knew that the penance was usually inflicted for unauthorised wanking and that the youth would remain on the table for four 3-hour sessions, interspersed by an hour’s recuperative break, every day until a sensor inside the refrigerated jar indicated that it was full, after which the penitent would have to drink the contents. The clock indicated that the fourth day of this particular disciplinary measure was coming to an end and the young red raw cock of the victim would soon be gaining some relief and attention.

Andrew looked away from the television as the picture was causing both his mind and loins to boil and this only created intense discomfort because of the chastity belt. The teenager resisted the temptation of removing the garment to assuage his own torment as he was determined to comply with his orders. His resolve existed not only because of what might happen if he was disobedient, or because he was continuously watched by closed circuit television cameras fixed to the ceiling of his cell, but also because he desperately wanted to be a good slave. The 16 years old English boy closed his eyes to try to sleep but he could not stop contemplating his imminent assignments. More anguish was caused to his groin as he thought about his first striptease in front of hundreds of lecherous men and being fucked by and performing fellatio for the first time for an Anglophobe Arab, who would then severely physically abuse him.

(Somewhere in the U.S.A., same time)

Probationary involuntary slave 2-23859 was also isolated in his cell, having satisfactorily completed his own induction, which was similar in content to that of Andrew. Brad had just had an audience with the High Master where he had been shown the photographs, apparently snapped furtively, of his brother Glen with his natural father. The Brotherhood had seemingly fulfilled their side of the bargain and now it was up to the older sibling to do the same.

The 15 years old hoped that the 12 years old would comply with the instruction to tell his father nothing about his abduction and would lie convincingly when he told the man that Brad had run off to somewhere unknown. The older brother knew that the fraternity would have no compunction in eliminating the pair if the younger sibling disobeyed as he had observed the evidence of other liquidations, in the pictures and videos he had been shown to convince him of the repercussions of crossing the organisation.

Brad had also seen the severed genitals, kept in preservative fluid in a little museum within the pleasurecentre, of the boy who had failed the challenge he was now set. He was confident of not becoming that teenager’s successor as the establishment’s new older nullified eunuch as he believed that he could resist climax for the 20 minutes that the vibrators entertained him. However, he had another month to discover whether his confidence was to be justified as the test was to take place at the annual world convention of the IBBL, for which it was the turn of the North American arm to act as host.

Brad appreciated that he would in the interim undergo formal initiation as slave 2-23859 and continue training as his involvement at the convention was expected to be perfect. His virginity was to be removed by the outgoing Supreme Master himself, a Nigerian oil tycoon, before he was offered for the pleasure of the other Grand Masters. No complaints about the teenager’s performance in these activities, or in dancing at the various banquets held during the 4-day convention, would be tolerated. The 15 years old also knew that the settlement of his destiny would be the star act at the closing dinner and that he had to go along with all that was expected of him for otherwise not only would be suffer but also his brother and father.

Brad had been told a lot about the Brotherhood but one question remained unresolved. What happened to the involuntary boy slaves when they entered manhood?

(Berlin, Germany, same time)

Pierre was standing on a small low platform in the ‘Pink Triangle’ shop demonstrating the new range of minuscule briefs. The full shape of his smooth aroused genitalia were clearly visible to the many customers, for whom the shop manager had a treat. He sprayed the teenager from head to toe with cold water from a large water pistol, paying particular attention to the tiny white garment, which immediately and seemingly miraculously became transparent. Subsequent sales volumes for the expensive item were considerable.

Pierre, after five more half-hourly demonstrations in fresh attire, then began to show off, with the help of a shop assistant, the worth of a new range of anal vibrators, dildos and plugs.

During Pierre’s performances, no-one paid any attention to the tiny tattoo on the teenager’s right arm, or to the similarly sized and positioned number 1-48424 branded onto his left limb.

(Lancashire, England, same time)

The academic reread the file copy that his now dead friend had secretly sent him over two years earlier and his mind was again filled with questions for the umpteenth time. Was the research contained in the folder just bunkum? Could an organisation such as the brotherhood really exist? Was the hit and run incident that had killed his former younger lover really a tragic accident? Should he investigate himself despite the possible dangers?

Once again, the man came to the same conclusion and locked the documents in his safe before returning to the latest book about the Roman Emperor Diocletian, written by a university colleague.

(Somewhere in Arabia, same time)

Probationary involuntary slave 3-20931 was brought before the Sheikh. The 12 years old had successfully undertaken his induction at the Brotherhood’s Asian pleasurecentre but had been allocated to fill a vacancy in the immensely wealthy Arab’s harem of young American boys. The man hated the U.S.A. and his sadistic enjoyment of the delicious bodies of some of that country’s young sons was his way of inflicting revenge for his grievances.

The Sheikh had the new slave’s only attire, short white shorts with the small IBBL logo emblazoned above an outline of the Asian continent, removed. The Arab wanted to make a judgement as to whether the newcomer should be like his predecessor, the eunuch having being returned to the pleasurecentre once he became too old for the man’s personal taste. The young male harem was a mixture of gelded and whole concubines.

Glen blushed from head to toe as the shorts were pulled down.

(To be continued in chapter 3 – ‘Initiations’)