After Chris and I finished spying on the adult compound, we returned to the beach. I needed to splash around in the surf for a bit to cool off. It was turning into a hot day. I also needed time to think about what I had just seen and heard.

Ben had brought Matti back to the island to train me. Chris was thrilled at the prospect of seeing his old friend again. I wondered what that training would entail.  I had to admit that I was happy that my trainer would be a kid and former slave. At least Matti would have some idea of what I was going through.

As Chris and I swam in the surf I started to feel better about things. The island sure was a fun place to spend time if you were a kid and I guess that went double for the adults. A little way down the beach I noticed a client playing in the surf with a little 10-year-old nullo. They were playing like a father and son. Suddenly the man scooped the little guy up and placed him over his shoulder. He carried the young eunuch, who was now laughing, kicking, and screaming, up the beach to where the sand was dry and warm from the sun. "Timmy, I'm going to have you here,"  he said. "Right here on this beach is where I'm going to make love to you!"

"No daddy! Not here!" Timmy yelled. "People will see!"

I thought they were just playing but as the man held his little naked charge over his shoulder with one hand, he used his other hand to pull off his swimsuit and kick it away. Now both the man and his young eunuch were naked and the man was sporting a monster boner.

"Chris," I asked. "That guy isn't really going to hump the little kid right on the beach is he?"

"Sure he is," Chris replied.

"But people will see them doing it!" I said.

"So what? It happens all the time," Chris replied. "You'll get used to it."

The man placed Timmy, who was giggling, laughing and squirming like crazy, on the beach. Then there was a short, playful, struggle. It didn't last long. Soon the man had the little guy on his back with his ankles held up above him. The kid's "boy pussy" was completely exposed and defenseless.

"Help me! Help me!" The little guy shrieked still smiling. "I'm being raped by a complete stranger!"

"You can scream all you like," The man said. "No one is going to save you my young prince." The man positioned his rock hard cock just inches from Timmy's hole. "Now admit it Prince Timmy. You want it! You want it all, you want it now, and you want it bad!"

"No, I don't," Timmy shrieked. "You're a bad man!"

I didn't know what to do. Should I try to help Timmy? No, in spite of everything the kid seemed to be having the time of his life. I guessed I should just stay out of it. I knew that I really should have turned away to let them have some privacy but I couldn't. I had to see what was going to happen next. Were they really going to fuck? My thing had grown stiff as a board and so I sat down on the beach and pulled my knees up to my chest trying to hide it.

"You are mine, little Prince Timmy, all mine!" the man said and then slid his shaft into the kid's hole. The little nullo threw back his head and gasped but I could see that he was loving every second of it.

With his butt full Timmy admitted that he really wanted it, "Oh yes, do me," he said. "Fuck me now Daddy, fuck me hard. It feels so good!"

The man chuckled and said, "Timmy admit it, you're just a little nullo whore who can't get enough. Isn't that right?"

"Whatever you say Daddy. I'm your little nullo whore. Just do me! I have to have it. Oh I have to have it!"

The man started to thrust his dick in and out of the little guy. Soon the little guy was thrashing about in the ecstasy of an orgasm. The man came as well and I could see some of his cum leaking out of the kid's "boy pussy". When the man he pulled his thing out the little eunuch all but collapsed onto the sand completely spent by the fucking he had just received.

The man gathered up the young nullo in his arms and held him tenderly. "I love you Daddy," I could hear the boy say and the man replied, "I love you too, Timmy. You are a great fuck. Now I'll take you to get you cleaned up and we will relax a bit." The man He carried Timmy away the way a father would carry a much loved son.

"Chris," I asked. "What was that all about?"

"What do you mean?" he said. "Stuff like that happens all the time."

"I knew that there was sex in the bedrooms but not out in public where other people can watch," I replied. "That's not going to happen to me, is it? No one is going to do me where other people can see us. Right?"

"Sander, you'll just have to get used to it," Chris said. "It happens to us all. Most men are so horny that they can't wait long enough to get you to a private place. Once a man feels the need for a fuck there is just no stopping him. Men are part animals. I'm glad I was desexed. I don't want to be that crazy. Who would?"

"Is that guy really Timmy's dad? "I asked.

"No," Chris said.  "I  served the same client and he had me call him "daddy" as well.  Some guys like that.  He fucked me on the grass."

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When Chris and I got back to Ben's place for lunch, we saw that it was set up like a party. It was a party for me, to celebrate my new life on the island. There were balloons, colored crape paper, and little cardboard party hats.

My dad was there and so was Ben's helper Amy. Chris and Matti were thrilled to see each other again. They had only been apart for nine months but you would have thought it was nine years from the way they acted. Ben introduced Matti to me as his "very old and dear friend". I didn't let on that I already knew who Matti was and why he was there. I didn't want Ben to find out that Chris and I had been spying.

After we finished off the pizza, root beer floats and cake Dad said, "Well Sander I have to be returning home. I might be out to see you in a month or two. We'll have fun then."

"What?" I asked. "Dad why not stay here on the island for a while? Now that you have all that money Ben gave you, you don't need to worry about your job."

"Sander I have to leave," he said like that was that.

I climbed into his lap, wrapped my arms around his shoulders and whispered into his ear so no one else could hear, "Dad you can't leave me now. I need you here. They are going to castrate me. They are going to do other things to me. I'm afraid. I need you here to take care of me."

"Ben will take good care of you," Dad said. "You belong to him now, not me, and you'll just have to get used to it. I'll mail you your notebook computer, movies and comic books. I don't think you'll need much in the way of clothes but I'll send your sandals for walking on hot or sharp rocks. I'll also send your athletic supporter and cup just in case you need them."

I wasn't at all sure that I'd have much more use for my jock strap.

Then Dad lifted me up and passed me to Ben. Ben held me tenderly and said, "Don't worry about a thing Jimmy. I'll take good care of Sander. You know I know how to handle boys."

After my dad had left Ben said, "Sander, Chris has an appointment to see a client now so you'll see him later. And I have work to attend to. Matti and Amy will look after you now," I was handed to Amy who carried me into a large spa-like room.

"Sander we need to wash that salt water off you before you turn into a fish," Amy said. She had me climb onto a massage table and asked me to get on all fours, "like a puppy," she said.

I did it and saw that she was getting out some strange looking equipment. "What's that?" I asked.

"Matti will you explain to Sander what I'm doing?" Amy said.

"It's time for your enema Sander," Matti explained,

"What's that?" I asked again.

"Amy is going to put a small tube into your bottom. Then she is going to flush out your bowels with warm soapy water. We need to clean you up both inside and out."

Amy plugged this nozzle like thing into my butt. It felt pretty weird. She then turned a valve and I could feel warm water rushing into my backside. It felt really weird and for some reason it gave me a rock hard stiffy. Both Amy and Matti were quick to notice my little stiffy. They smiled and Amy gave it a playful little tug. "Oh Sander," she said. "I can see that you like this. You're going to do just fine."

"What's the point of all this? I asked. "Why do I need an enema anyway?"

"It's more for my benefit than yours," Matti said.

"How is that?" I asked.

"I don't want to get your poop on my cock when I make love to you Sander," Matti replied.  "We'll  give you a hot whirlpool bath and some wine to help you relax first.  Don't worry, I'll be very patient and gentle.

[TO BE CONTINUED]

P.S.

Dear Friends

Please keep the e-mails comming.  I enjoy reading all of them.

Timothy