!DOWN ON THE FARM Part one of three

This story is written as a novel.  It's about a boy who starts a 
new life in everyway.  The story follows his progress during his 
transformation into a permanent boy.

It’s a story of a boy, his two Masters and their relationship and 
his modifications.

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DOWN ON THE FARM

By: [email protected]

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MOVING OUT:			(Chapter One)

Times were tough in the farming area around the Murray Mallee in 
South Australia.  With several years in a row of drought in an area 
of low rainfall to start with made things grim financially for many 
farmers and business in the district.  Many farmers were forced off 
their land buy the banks.
My dad was killed in a farming accident four years ago.   Mum 
started to shack up with a pig of a bloke.  He has been picking on 
me and trying to humiliate me ever since he came on the scene.  I 
couldn’t wait to leave home once I had finished my schooling.  I 
would be eighteen and no one could stop me then.
I think he was jealous of me because of my youthful smooth good 
looks.  I am five feet seven inches tall, a thirty-inch waist, with 
a well-defined muscular body thanks to the gym at school.  I have a 
naturally tanned coloured complexion, not to mention my bright and 
sparkling electric blue eyes.  My face oozes my frisky appearance, 
with rascally stunning boy looks and nature.   With a head of very 
thick light bright blonde hair tops me off.  Along with a constant 
smile to kill for, so I was told.
I always wore shorts summer and winter.   I only wore long pants on 
very special occasions and even then my package bulged.  It bludged 
with a big set of low hanging balls and a five inch slack cock 
who’s outline in whatever I wore was constantly visible.  When I 
got aroused it grew to eight and a half inches long and rather 
thick in its girth and the large mushroom head grew as well.  The 
head of my cock seemed much larger than the shaft that supported it.
Violence was one thing I couldn't stand.  Fortunately I never had 
to fight anyone as we all got on in the town I grew up in.  Some of 
us used to frolic around but it was just kids playing and making 
lots of noise.  I hate watching violent movies and things like 
that.  Yet I like my sex rough and love being the submissive or 
bottom as its known.  
Once I had finished my schooling I answered an add in The Country 
Times for a boy come general hand to work on a property down in the 
South East, some three hundred kilometres from where I now lived.  
They offered free board and lodgings on their property along with a 
reasonable wage. 
I had to send a photo of myself, along some information about 
myself including interests as well.  I sent a recent photo but even 
in that I still only look fourteen or fifteen at the most. So I 
also sent them my school pass that shows I was eighteen.  
I didn’t say anything about being gay but answered their question 
about girls that I wasn’t interested in them at all.  I told them I 
played Aussie Rules Football and like car racing in general.  I let 
them know I had worked around a farm before with my dad so farm 
life wasn’t new to me.
I never said anything to mum or anyone else around the town about 
my application.  All of my mates were going off to the city for 
jobs.  My best mate who I screwed around with had already left and 
started work in the city.  I was going to wait to hear the out come 
before I said anything.
Three weeks after I had sent the application off I got a phone call 
and was told it was the Thompson brothers  and they talked with me 
for some time.  Fortunately no one else was home when the call came 
so I was able to talk freely.  They told me they were impressed 
with my application and wanted to know if they could come over 
tomorrow and talk with me in person.  I agreed and arrangements 
were made to meet them at the park just out of town at lunchtime.   
A new four-wheel drive pulled up and two good looking guys in their 
late twenties got out and asked if I was Mark.  I replied yes and 
they said we are the Thompson Brothers.  The black haired one said 
I am Mike and the dark brown haired one said that he was Steve.  
We talked for some time and the guys seemed to be still impressed 
with me.  They extended an invitation to take me down to the club 
for lunch, which we did.  During lunch they asked about girls and I 
told them I wasn’t interested.  They asked if I had ever had sex 
with a girl and I told them that I had and didn’t like it at all.  
They asked me had I ever had sex with another boy?  I replied yes 
that I had.  There was a short silence when Steve asked did you 
like it, well yes I did I informed them.  They smiled and nothing 
more on the subject was said during lunch.
After Lunch they told me that they had to head back and would write 
to me real soon with their decision.  The whole meeting was 
positive and nothing seemed to phase them and I felt comfortable 
with them.  I watched them drive off out of sight before I wondered 
off home dreaming of getting away from here.
The pig was home drunk again when I returned and was ranting and 
raving about anything and everything.  I went to my room and locked 
my door.  As I lay on my bed trying to imagine what it would be 
like with the Thompson brothers down on their farm, I started to 
play with myself.
It didn’t take long before I had a raging hard on.  The pig tried 
to open my door as I was getting more than steamed up.  I told him 
to fuck off just as my cock erupted shooting several large shoots 
of cum high into the air that came splattering down on my smooth 
sculptured chest.
With spunk all over my chest I then started massaging my nipples 
with cum covered fingers. I eventually smeared the cream of life 
all over my chest and crotch and allowed it to dry as a breeze 
wafted though my open window.  My room smelt of cum and I fell 
asleep.
A light tap on the door and my mother’s voice gently calling Mark, 
Mark woke me.  She asked if I had seen Ian (the pig)?  I replied 
saying he was here earlier drunk! Oh shit was her answer and she 
disappeared.  I got up and had a shower whilst my room aired out.
Some days later I got a letter from the Thompson Brothers telling 
me I had been successful in getting the job.  Could I ring them to 
make arrangements for them to pick me up once I had my gear and 
things sorted out?  So I rang them straight away.  I didn’t have 
much, just a few cloths, mainly shorts the odd tee shirt and some 
boots and runners.
I gathered my small portable CD player and the few disks I had 
along with my lap top computer, modem and printer.  The few 
programs I had were all on CD and didn’t take up much space.  I 
just made sure I had accounted for everything I wanted but didn’t 
pack till the day they came for me.
The arrangements were made and I was to be picked up in three days 
time.  I only told mum the night before I was to be picked up.  She 
was a little surprised but said a job is a job and good on yah for 
getting one.  She told Ian and he simply said, good riddens and the 
two of them got into a huge fight.
Mum didn’t even ask for an address or phone number of where I would 
be so she could contact me.  So I took it as my way of braking out 
of the past and the beginnings of a new life.  To start away from 
all the shit of what had become an unhappy home life since dad had 
died.
Early the next morning I gathered my things together in one 
suitcase and cardboard box.  I had breakfast and was ready.  I 
hoped the Thompson’s would arrive earlier rather that latter in the 
day.  My hopes were not dashed as the doorbell rang and mum opened 
it to a voice that said; hello we are the Thomo’s, Mark’s new 
employers.  
Again mum did not ask questions but simply called me.  I came out 
of my room carrying my things and kissed her good bye.  The pig was 
still in bed and he didn’t come out.  After saying goodbye to mum 
we drove off.  I was a bit quiet to start with.
Steve asked if I was ok? I told him I was that I was just a bit 
disappointed in mum, as she had not asked any questions or where 
she could contact me.  But I went on to tell them the positive of 
that is that I am now stating my new life and they can’t find me to 
stuff it up.  I am now free!  Good on you boy they both replied in 
harmony.
It didn’t take long and I was back to my usual bubbly self and I 
never looked back as the old town went out of view behind us.  The 
three of us chatted as the kilometres passed by.  We were now 
closer to my new life than the old and I felt a release within me.  
We stoped at the town closest to the property and collected the 
mail and Mike asked me what my favourite drink is?  I told him 
coke, I don’t drink anything alcoholic.  So they bought a half 
dozen boxes of Coca-cola before they headed to the local hotel for 
a drink and a meal.  
On the way out to the homestead they showed me where they played 
football and I was told I was welcome to join then when they went 
training and could try out for their team.   We drove for another 
thirty-five kilometres before we turned in and Steve announced we 
are now home.  A further five kilometres in we came to the large 
homestead that was to be my new home for now.
They told me that they were going to put me up in the shearers 
quarters attached to the barn for now as their parents were 
arriving with a few friends for awhile.  The quarters they put me 
in had air conditioning and a bar fridge along with a television 
and video player.  I was shown where the showers and that were.  I 
was told to make myself at home and some coke was put in the fridge.
We have to go and pick up our parents and eight of their friends 
that have come for a wedding and to have a look at the old place.  
So whilst we are away you can wander around and get familiar with 
the place a little.  There is a Ute in the barn you can take and 
drive around and have a look around, there is a river just down the 
track.  There is a good swimming hole they told me.  The house is 
back here away from the flood zone if your wondering why the house 
isn’t on the banks of the river.
With that they left me to get my things set up whilst they went off 
to meet their parents.  I had a look through the barn and the 
shearing sheds and plant sheds before going for a drive.  I took a 
look at the huge pumping station they had that was up on stilts to 
avoid the flood levels.   
Driving further out I noticed they also had some beef cattle along 
with huge fields of lucerne growing.  I didn’t go to far because I 
didn’t want to get lost on my first day especially with no one else 
around.  The place seemed to go on forever.
On the way back I went for a swim.  I found the swimming hole at 
the end of the track as the guys had said.  It was away from the 
pump house so there was no chance of getting caught up in the 
suction of the pumps.  As I was getting out of the water the two-
way radio in the Ute burst into life.  Where are you boy, I mean 
Mark its Steve here!  I’ve just had a swim and heading back to the 
barn.  Good on yah boy see you in a while.
When I got back the Brothers introduced me to their parents and 
took me in to have a late lunch.  Steve told me that they would 
show me around tomorrow and to not worry that I wasn’t doing too 
much work at the moment.  It was a quiet time on the property where 
they had time to train me for what they wanted.
Back in my room some video had been put on my bed.  I striped off 
to just a short pair of fluorescent green running shorts that was 
fairly loose and didn’t contain much either.  I left the door open 
to get a breeze through and settled down to watch a video.  I 
selected a video called Shaved Down Under.
As I got into the video my cock started to stir as the young guy in 
the film was tied down.  When they started to shave his pubes I had 
a raving hard on in my shorts.  I couldn’t resist stroking my cock 
that was protruding out the leg of my shorts now.  It wasn’t long 
and I was lost in the video and my own hot sensual desires.
I hadn’t noticed that Steve had come down and was watching me in 
the doorway.  He slipped into the room on my off side and started 
to play with my balls.  I jumped a little when he first touched me 
but he said in a soft voice its alright, keep going boy. 
Not long into it Steve began to suck my cock and took all of it 
down his throat.  I didn’t react but thought this is not his first 
time at sucking dick.  It didn’t take any time before I pumped 
shoot after shoot of rich full cream boy milk into his mouth.  
Steve didn’t let up his sucking till he had every last drop of my 
boy cum in his mouth before swallowing it.
What a load boy and you taste so good he told me.  He had his arms 
around me giving me the biggest hug I had ever been given.  I 
relaxed in his arms and he kissed me.  I didn’t need another 
invitation to return the compliment and we both ended in a 
passionate hot embrace for some time. 
Once it was over I wasn’t too sure if we went to fair or not being 
my first day here.  Steve must have detected my reservation and sat 
on the bed, my brother and I are gay and so are you, aren’t you?  
Yes was my reply.  We knew that when we read your application and 
when we meet you we just knew even though you look and act 
straight. 
Suddenly a woman’s voice called out for Steve.  He called back and 
said I am coming, as he got up he said, talk with you real soon.  
In an instant he was gone and I thought all my Christmases had come 
at once. Away from the past and able to be myself now, wow! 
The guys showed me around and wanted me to simply check the water 
tanks that feed the stock troughs out around the place.  All I had 
to do was report back if they weren’t full and not filling up.  A 
fairly easy job to do considering the pay I was getting.
Steve would often come down to my room for sex and he would often 
screw me a couple of times a day.  He would spank my butt and mash 
my balls the more excited he got during a scene.  Most times I 
would come as he slapped me around and tortured my balls.  Some 
times he would put a condom on me and when he had finished he would 
poor the continence of it down my throat and I would have to eat my 
own cum.  
I always kept my room immaculately and the guys commented on it.  
It wasn’t long and Mike and Steve’s parents and friends were 
leaving to go back interstate where they now live.  I went off to 
do my usual daily rounds and the Brothers took their guests to the 
airport.
When I got back after having a swim I went to my room.  When Mike 
and Steve got back they came down and got me and helped me take my 
stuff up to the main house.  They showed me to my room and on the 
bed was a number of different fluorescent coloured short similar to 
the ones I had but a bit looser than mine. 
Steve said these are you work cloths along with these singlets and 
the boots we have bought for you.  I was a little surprised.  It 
must have shown because they both said we want you to be our 
houseboy as well as help around the place when we need it.
It soon became clear they wanted me for sex but I wasn’t 
complaining.   I was included in everything that went on around the 
property.  I just had to keep house but the guys did the cocking.  
The house was easy to keep once I got into a routine of it.  A few 
chores in the morning, and again when the guys were cocking or 
preparing meals.
My fist night in the main house Steve blindfolded me and tied me to 
a wooden work horse and proceeded to screw my boy butt and fill me 
with his hot cum.  When he had finished Mike had his first go.  I 
felt the head of his cock knock on my back door.  I had become used 
of Steve fucking me.  An incredible pain brewed up and I just tried 
to relax, I had never felt anything like this before.  It felt like 
my ring gear was being torn apart.
Mike kept pushing his monstrous cock into me.  He must have been 
two of three times bigger than Steve and Steve has a cock to be 
proud of.  Sweat poured out of every pore of my body but I was able 
to control myself and not cry out.  Steve massaged my head to 
encourage me and to help take my mind off my ass being spread 
beyond its limits.
Once in Mike held himself in and gave me a chance to gain myself 
before he began pumping my butt.  The first couple of stocks were 
uncomfortable but I was soon in ecstasy as the experience 
proceeded.  It wasn’t long before Mike erupted in spasm after spasm 
of red hot cum that bucketed up my boy love chute.  I had never 
felt so much hot fluid push deep within me before.  I found the 
whole encounter an irresistible and exquisite experience that far 
outweighed the pain at the beginning of getting Mike’s mammoth cock 
into me.
The three of us went and took a shower once Mike got his live 
baseball bat of a cock out of my ass.  The guys loved to grab me by 
the nuts and play with my boy butt whilst I was all soaped up.  
Steve even had another go screwing me in the shower.  Then Steve 
took me off to his bed and we slept together that night.
During the next day the guys had to crotch a couple of lambs that 
had been missed.  As they were doing it I pushed my cock and balls 
up to them indicating you can shave this lot off.  Mike laughed and 
said we will get to those soon enough as they kept on working.
One of the lambs had to be ringed to remove its balls.  As Steve 
placed the ring on I was again showing him my balls, like I dare 
you to do me.  Steve and Mike looked at each other and Steve said 
they would be his soon enough boy.  I want them for a trophy and 
the both grabbed me and played with my balls.
Later on the three of us got going with our chores and Mike and 
Steve went off and did a couple of things around the barn whilst it 
tidied up in the kitchen.  They were gone for some time but when 
they came back they both look pleased with themselves.  They didn’t 
say much apart from lets get going boy.  So we all got in the Ute 
and went off and did our rounds of the water tanks.

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MOVING IN:		(Chapter Two)

On the way out to inspect the water tanks the guys asked if I 
really liked it out on the property.  I told them I truly like it 
and never want to leave.  Good they said we want to know if you 
would like to join them as their boy slave and become one of them?
They could see I was staggered by their invitation, as my mouth 
hung wide open.  We mean it Mark!  You mean like being your boy sex 
toy forever, I asked?  That’s it.  Our personal slave boy to do 
with, as we want.  We will even change your name and all that sort 
of thing, Mike told me, but I had to want it. 
Steve said we will provide for all your needs but you will belong 
to us in every way and the two of us will control every aspect of 
your life.  If I agreed they said we will work on a contract that 
we will all sign once we have it drawn up.  I couldn’t believe I 
had a raging hard on even before I could give my answer.  I told 
them I would be honoured to be their slave boy toy and serve them 
faithfully.  
The vehicle came to a stop and they both kissed me, one on either 
side.  As they did they each took a testicle each and squeezed it, 
I thought my balls would both burst.  I didn’t cry out in pain just 
groaned slightly as I tensed my body as pushed my butt further back 
into the seat.  
Does the boy like this sort of rough treatment or not, look at that 
massive hard on Mike said.  Steve recoined it looked like my cock 
was going to explode in pure ecstasy.  They squeezed even harder 
and they both gave me a slap in the balls one after the other.  I 
didn’t move my hands to protect myself and they said he's a good 
boy too they both exclaimed.  
I asked about the work around the property?  Mike said, we will 
employ someone else to do all that sort of thing.  You will be with 
us most of the time.  Your things will be moved into Steve’s room 
and you will share our beds, either with us together or 
individually.  But Steve’s room is where you can go to rest and 
that sort of thing.
My mind was racing with what new and exciting changes this would 
bring to my life.  Seeing that my life had already changed so 
rapidly since leaving the place where I grew up.  In many aspects 
things with the Thompson’s were getting more exciting and were 
beginning to be better than some of the sexual experiences that I 
had with some of my friends whilst I was in school.
I now had a permanent new home, a place where I belonged.  It only 
took a few days to have the contract all drawn up that provided for 
me and that they could do anything to me but kill me.  The three of 
us signed it and the guys said we could now get things under way.
The first thing they wanted to do was change my name to “Spanky 
Bruce Thompson”.  They told me SBT really stood for “Slave Boy 
Toy”.  I didn’t care what it stood for.  The guys took care of  the 
legality of it all.  Once it was official they opened a bank 
account in my name with their bank and I was also added to the 
deeds f the property making me one of the owners.
Football training started and the guys introduced me to the team 
and I signed up for the team with them.  After training the guys 
all went into a common shower come change room area.  The told me 
to strip and not try and hide my cock and balls.  They wanted every 
one to see me in all my glory so that once changes were made people 
would notice them.
The football people all made sure they got a good look at me when I 
had to walk amongst them to get to the showers.  I ended up with a 
hard on but I wasn’t alone, as many of the other team people did as 
well.   I was an immediate hit with the club and it was like I had 
grown up in the town just like Mike and Steve.  I was lucky because 
it was usually hard to break into a new country town and be 
accepted. But my new name was the key as it was like I was the long 
lost brother returned.
My replacement as farm hand didn’t take all that long to find.  
Nigel used to live further down the road on the next property.  His 
wife left him several months ago and the bank was forced to 
foreclose on him last week and Mike was talking with him about 
buying his property.
Nigel knew that the Thomo’s were gay and that didn’t bother him.  
He was going to live in the small house on his original place and 
come to work from there each day. Nigel wanted to know about me, as 
he hadn’t seen me before.  Mike simply told him I was a Thomo and 
family and the three of us were family.  Mike and Steve are both 
taller than I am.  I also look very young and they said that’s why 
there is so much difference in our looks.  Nigel accepted that and 
started work a few days later.
The workload around the property picked up for about six weeks 
whilst some of the harvest on the dry land lucerne was reaped.  
Contractors moved in and stayed in the shearers quarters.  A chief 
also stayed at the house to do all the meals seeing there were ten 
extra to feed besides the three of us.
We still had time to go to football training, which was the only 
time we left the property during this time.  Football was always a 
good time as we had contact with others and I was always paraded 
naked in the change rooms after.  Then we stayed on with the team 
for a meal at the club and some drinks.  I was always pleased that 
Mike and Steve would make sure no one gave me a hard time because I 
don’t drink after all he’s only a boy they would say.
Back at home I would always go for a swim in the river and Mike and 
Steve would often join me.  The three of us would always swim naked 
and my cock and balls always made good toys to play with whilst we 
were in swimming.    I always dried off after swimming by lying on 
some warm rocks in the sun and didn’t care who came around when I 
was naked.  
A couple of the contractors commented on my nakedness and how my 
shorts never hid what lay behind them.  They were told the boy was 
out of bounds and was free to be himself on his own place to do 
what he wanted.  Mind you both Mike and Steve would always keep an 
eye out for me if I wasn’t with them.
By the end of the first harvest the guys were glad to be alone with 
me again even thou we enjoyed great sex whilst they were on the 
property.  The guys had lots planed during this next lull in work 
around the property.  I would be the focus of their attention and 
energies.

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THE PREPARATION:		(Chapter Three)

Now that we didn’t have others out on the property Mike and Steve 
wanted to do some things to me.  I was taken down to the barn one 
morning naked. Mind you I spent a lot of time naked.  Nigel didn't 
care either way, wether I was dressed or naked, but he would also 
keep an eye out for me as well.  
Once in the barn Mike informed me that boys don't have manly body 
hair.  So we need to do something about that peculiar growth you 
have on part of your body.  I didn't say anything.  I just let them 
do what they wanted and followed their instructions.  
They sat me down and Steve then trimmed my hairline around my neck 
and face.  My beautiful light bright shiny blonde hair lay on the 
floor in a big pile on either side of me.  I was always proud of my 
thick head of hair and there it was on the floor, but who's 
complaining.
A special pen was used to then mark the outline around my hair line 
and where they did and didn't wanted hair on my face.  Once they 
had the outline right they then lathered up my head and shaved my 
head and eye brows off so all that was left was one smooth skinned 
head.  I looked a bit stark when they showed me in a mirror the 
results.
Mike and Steve both had smiles on their faces as I now looked like 
a very immature juvenile.  Then they commenced to use some sticky 
tape like stuff on my hairline.  The tape was put on where my hair 
should be and they were most careful to get the line right.  They 
made sure the line cleared my ears and the line would leave me with 
absolutely no sideburns at all.  Just like a young boy.  
The section of my head where my hair should be was covered with a 
film.  The film was taped to the tape already around my hairline.  
I had no idea what they were doing and what the final result would 
be at this stage.  I had seen others with shaved heads and bodies 
but not done like this, but I trusted my two Masters that I love.
To my surprise they then taped just above my eyebrow line and over 
my eye sockets and I could no longer see.     I didn't say anything 
as I accepted anything and everything the guys would do to me as 
their slave.  I just wondered how humiliated I would be once this 
was finished but I wasn't about to let that spoil the fun.
A cold sticky gooey substance was then applied to all the exposed 
skin on my head and neck down to my shoulders.  Even my ears, noise 
and inside my noise and ears were covered with the stuff.  The gear 
was spread over my entire face area.  Then a hood was placed over 
my head and sealed, a tube in my mouth allowed me to breathe.  Mike 
said, he would be with me throughout this so just site back and 
relax boy.
Settling back in the chair I became aware that my head was getting 
warmer as time went by.  All of a sudden a buzzing noise came up 
behind me and then I felt something vibrating over my entire head 
and face.  It lasted for some time and the heat built up under the 
hood during this time along with a funny smell.
Once the vibrating sensation stopped the temperature began to cool 
off.  Some time passed by and my head cooled right off and the goo 
felt colder again.  Mike begun to remove the hood from my head.  He 
told me to sit still as he had to shampoo my head several times 
with different gear to neutralise the goo.
It felt strange as someone played around with my head and I was 
still unable to see what was being done to me.  My neck and face 
started to itch and sting a bit, Mike said to just hang in for a 
little while longer.  He must have read my mind, as I hadn't said a 
thing for a couple of hours now.
My head was washed off and Mike took the tape off of my face and 
head and I could now see again.  Not too well at first, as my eyes 
had to get used of the light once more.  Some more shampoo was used 
on my head and washed along with my entire head and face several 
times.  A cream was applied to the entire area and allowed to soak 
in.
When I was shown a mirror my head was as bald as a badger and a bit 
red but that wasn't a surprise seeing what I had just been 
through.  Steve told me I would never have facial hair in any way 
shape or form.  Not even bum fluff and my hairline was now set till 
I die.  My hair would grow back but I would always look like a 
little boy unable to grow sideburns, a moustache or beard in any 
way, shape or form.
With that we went off for some lunch.  Returning after lunch they 
started on my body hair.  Again the clippers came out and they did 
my pubic area, butt, legs and underarm's.  They followed that with 
the obligatory all over body shave.  I stood there denude of all 
hair apart from eyelashes. 
Both Mike and Steve wore rubber gloves as they coated my body in 
this reddish sticky goo.  They applied it copiously so that I was 
more than well covered in it.  They made sure my ass and butt crack 
was filled with the goo before I was wrapped in clear plastic.  
They applied three layers of the plastic to make sure I was sealed 
in completely.  I looked like a mummy except that my head wasn't 
covered. 
I wondered if I would fall over standing like I was.  A thick fire 
like blanket was wrapped around me.  A tube from a dog-drying 
heater was installed between the blanket and me and switched on 
which heated me up to open the pores of my skin.  I could feel the 
goo running around my body as it got hotter.  If it wasn't the goo 
it was sweat but the feeling caused me to get a semi hard on.  But 
my cock couldn't escape the plastic wrap and stand up, so it just 
strained against its restraints.
The guys got me quiet hot.  They pushed a tube down between the 
plastic and me both in the front and back.  A funnel was connected 
to each tube and more goo was forced in so as it heated it would 
run down over me.  They wanted to make sure that my body was still 
well coated in the goo.
Sweat poured off my head, as they were able to heat my body more 
than they could my head.  Steve made sure I didn't fall over as I 
was made to stand like this for nearly two hours.  I didn't 
complain and Steve would often give me a kiss and nibble on my 
earlobes.  Occasionally he would give me some water to drink.
When the time came, the heater was turned off and the blanket 
removed and I was allowed to cool down before the plastic was taken 
off.  I was washed down in many different solutions again one of 
them had me itching but it didn't last long.  It took several days 
before my body had returned to it olive complexion but now I was 
completely smooth all over not a body hair to be found.  Not even 
bum fluff would grow again.
Every day for a week they covered me in a moisturising cream and my 
skin was silky smooth.  With a bit of sun each day I was as brown 
as a berry all over and my skin had a shiny lustre all over.  I 
couldn't get over how my body felt and I almost had a constant hard 
on when my balls flopped against each leg.  They felt so exquisite; 
it’s a wonderful feeling.  My butt cheeks felt like they slid 
against each other, as one would imagine two pieces of shiny sateen 
material would as they slid on each other.  In fact I thought my 
butt couldn't keep up with it's self.
After my body had recuperated the guys took me back to footy 
training and you should have heard the comments in the change rooms 
after.  I had to parade though all the others as usual.  Some of 
them wanted to screw me but they knew better than to make a move on 
me in spite of their raging hard ons.   
So they just made allsorts of comments and waved their cocks at me. 
My body was always smooth and had a shiny brown complexion to it.  
I always felt silky to touch and others would make sure they came 
into contact with me one way or another just for a feel.  The club 
wanted to make me their mascot which both Mike and Steve agreed to.
Mike and Steve were happy now that they had prepared me for further 
permanent body modification that they wanted to achieve with me.  
Steve said let's see how that gorgeous butt looks when it warmed up 
a little.  Mike immediately got out a paddle and they both took 
turns laying it across my ass.
They didn't stop till they had it boiling not to mention the hard 
on that rose to the occasion.  Steve couldn't get his pants off 
quickly enough to mount me. His pubic bush felt funny as it rubbed 
and prickled against my red-hot butt.  I love the feeling of his 
engorged cock pumping away inside me, especially before it erupted 
like a volcano.
Steve slumped over me totally expired and the body heat between us 
was exquisite.  We both just lay there enjoying the sensations of 
our bodies against each other as the bond between us grew all the 
time. One thing we had was plenty of time for fun and games, not to 
mention the sex we had as they continued to change me.  
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To be Continued…………….