Trevor's Early Years – Chapter 4
The following story is fiction and the first three chapter were submitted and published in the Authoritarian section of Nifty in 2006 & 2007. This comes late, but I always wanted to add more to this story, but fell into a writer's slump for oh so many years... as you can see. Well, finally I now submit chapter 4 for you to digest. You will most likely have to go back and read the first three chapters again to get up to speed after 9 years since chapter 3 was printed by Nifty. The story involves sexually explicit erotic events between males. If you are offended by such material or are too young, live where it is not allowed, don't read the story. In the world of this story, the characters do not always use condoms. Make sure you protect yourself from disease in this real world by always using protection. This story is copyrighted and the author must approve duplicating or posting the content on any additional internet archives.
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Chapter 3 – Trevor's Early Years - ended with:
Ursula was a bit miffed at Butch for arriving home well after 5:30pm, but had dinner all ready and awaiting their arrival. Trev noticed her eyes traveling to the big wet mark on Butch's britches, but she never said a word about it. After dinner as Trevor undressed to give to Ursula his biker gear for safe keeping, he did notice that she looked him over quite well to see that he didn't have any bruises, cuts, hickeys or bites that may have broken the skin. Trev was looking forward to the evening events as the other two or three boys and maybe the girl too would be arriving to prepare themselves for business which he was told opened about 8pm and ran until the last customer left, anywhere between 3am and 5am in the morning.
Chapter 4 – Trevor's Early Years – continues with:
Although Trevor had somewhat committed himself to working in the brothel this particular Saturday night, he could not for the life of him stop thinking about all the fun he had been having these last few weeks when in the company of Big Red. Big Red was one of the biker buddies of Papa Sal and a member naturally of the same biker club. Red had recently been voted the new activities director for the club and was already making big changes with organizing events, road trips and scheduling in more tours of California's County Fairs for entire weekend events.
As it so happened, just recently Red's young boyfriend Bobbie had jumped ship and run off with another biker guy. The new guy was also a dominant Top like Red, but a member of another rival biker gang headquartered down around the Fresno/Bakersfield area in Central California. In actuality, Big Red was relieved that Bobbie had up and split on his own, as he had tired of Bobby's constant acts of promiscuity and outright defiance to Red's authoritative nature and any domestic demands Red put to him lately trying to keep him in submission. So yea, Big Red was relieved of Bobbie's flight and immediately let the feelings blossom full scale that he had for the 19yo, handsome blond and sexy, blue eyed Trevor building up in his mind long before Bobby's actual departure occurred.
Big Red was a very aggressive and assertive Alpha Top just like Trevor's Papa Sal. However, Big Red not only liked his boys young, pretty, smooth and sexy, but he liked them definitely effeminate, the girly type as Bobbie had always been during their relationship. Now Papa Sal, on the other hand, loathed any effeminate mannerisms in his boys; so any and all those puff traits that Trevor had picked up and were developing at the hands of his mother Meg and his biological father Rex were not welcomed at all by Big Sal once he became the man of the house after Rex's sudden and mysterious disappearance while attending that famous Altamont Rock Concert that was headlined by the Rolling Stones... the free rock concert held at the Altamont Speedway on December 6, 1969. According to Rock History Lore – the yang to the yin of Woodstock in NY earlier in that same year.
Anyway, Big Sal quickly took matters in hand and had both Meg and Trevor retrained to his liking. Meg, definitely always the free spirited hippy gal like her hippie mate, was no longer allowed the open relationship she had always been use to with Trevor's hippy dad Rex. As for young Trevor, any girly mannerisms that Trevor had developed and come to enjoy were no longer tolerated by Big Sal.
Before Big Sal became the man of the house and Trevor's stepdad, the guys in the club were always allowed to get the young Trev a bit tipsy and stoned, get him stripped nude, acting silly and dancing regularly at any club parties. Trevor was always encouraged to entertain the members, make the rounds, going from one biker club member to the next, kissing and making out with everyone, both the men and the women. He would always end up, his little cock all spiked up and sticking straight out, sucking on nipples, pussy and especially every cock that was whipped out and presented to the little guy. He had long since been conditioned to enjoy sucking cock and eating pussy by his hippy parents at a very early age. So naturally for the first 11 years of Trevor's young life he was allowed to play with both guys and gals at club member gatherings without restrictions. The only rule his hippy parents enforced was that the guys at these wild parties were not allowed to Sodomize their beautiful, young blond, blue eyed Trevor... for he was far too young yet for that awakening.
The little guy quickly acquired a taste for the exotic smells, tastes and sexual excitement associated with the physical bonding he was experiencing with the adults, especially the guys. They regularly fingered him until he had multiple dry orgasms as the little guy sucked their adult equipment seeking a tasty taste of male nut. By the time Trevor was eight he was already craving ball juices, wet masculine armpits and the feel of wet fingers probing his bottom and massaging his prostate until the little guy also shook out his own pleasure.
Meg and Trevor were quickly retrained to service Big Sal's needs immediately after he moved himself in to the small trailer, following Poppa Rex's mysterious disappearance during a famous rock concert at the Altamont Speedway Pavilion near Hayward, California. Trevor loved and really missed being allowed to dance, kiss and display excitedly his feminine side physically when with the guys. Sal would have none of that; so Trevor was punished when he got the least bit loose having a good time with his own feelings as they continued to surface more and more frequently around the Alpha Males in the club.
It became obvious to Big Red that Trevor had a need to express himself with displays of an effeminate flair. When Papa Sal wasn't around, Trevor acted totally different around Red and the other masculine guys in the club. Big Red, now single and horny himself, what with Bobbie gone, took this opportunity to really get close with Sal and Meg, and most specifically, so he could get closer to the young bombshell, the still adolescent beauty Trevor. At club functions Big Red made a point to dance with Meg regularly, but his primary objective was to dance with the young fox Trevor as much as possible. Papa Sal never danced so this was a real treat for both Meg and the young Trevor, having gone for so very long without being spun, dipped and held in the arms of a very good looking and masculine guy like Big Red again finally. Trevor really ate up the attention and closeness as Big Red worked his magic on the dancefloor and soon had Trevor tangled in his web of sexual bliss being encouraged to let his hair down and enjoy being a bit flippant and risqué again. Big Red knew all the tricks to get Trevor sexually excited while dancing and soon had the young youth delirious for Red's assertiveness and bold physical attention Red always made into a game of sexual significance.
Following the example being set by the other young and effeminate boys that attended and partied as guests regularly with the macho and sexy assertive Alpha Bi-guy members of the club, Trevor began to pick up more of the moves and girly mannerisms they made when on the dance floor in the arms of their masculine dance partners. Red saw these girly mannerisms begin to surface in Trevor and boldly encouraged Trev to really loosen up and dance close and sexy with him and other guys at all the club functions. However, Trevor could only loosen up and do it when Papa Sal wasn't present.
The timing was perfect one day for Big Red to make a bold move in acquiring Trevor as his own Boy. When one day Big Red was promoted as the new senior and general foreman with the company where he and Papa Sal both worked for years this established Big Red instantly as Papa Sal's new boss, though Papa Sal was also a foreman, but not the top honcho dude. Before very long Papa Sal found himself being scheduled more and more to work as the lead foreman of the swing or the graveyard shifts and working weekends quite regularly.
Big Red had it all worked out so he could work his magic with young Trevor without interference from Big Sal. Before long Sal found himself being scheduled to work when special club functions and weekend tours were scheduled by the newly appointed activities director... none other than Big Red. Red was a cunning and aggressive Alpha male indeed and obviously had big plans for Trevor. He began to set his plan into motion to pull Trevor into his web and undergo a massive sexual transformation.
It wasn't long and Big Red made a bold play for Trevor's total devotion to see what reaction it would trigger with the club members as well as with the adolescent himself. He scheduled Papa Sal to work during an evening he planned to have a late night event and dance at the clubhouse. Trevor was only use to a couple of beers and his marijuana, but Red introduced him to hard liquor that night for the first time. Big Red also slipped some Ecstasy and a Viagra pill into Trevor's booze drink and before long he had Trevor tuned up and turned on, clutching to Red in complete harmony with the intimacy expressed in their dancing together. Big Red had his hands all over Trevor as they danced that night away. He pushed Trevor's hand down into his pants and let him familiarize himself with Red's enormous manhood as he loosened and dropped Trevor's trousers and undies down exposing his bare ass to the entire group.
There wasn't a single objection as Big Red stripped Trevor of all his clothing right there in the middle of the dancefloor. Red then hung his own long hard dick out pressed against Trevor's torso and danced Trevor around the dance floor completely nude. Within minutes the other five young girly- boys were stripped nude and dancing with their masculine Alpha male partners.
Big Red danced Trevor right into an adjoining anti-room in the clubhouse that had the atmosphere of a large almost dark man-cave. One section of the room was for play and housed a number of large beds covered with rubberized material. Two were already occupied by guys working over nude boys. One Alpha was doing some form of anal body search on his young partner with his tongue. In the other bed two Alpha males were Spit Roasting a young colt.
Trevor learned quickly why Red was called Big Red as he was lubed spread eagle and introduced to a massive 12 inches of Irish blind meat embedded in a massive nest of bright red hair that almost glowed in the semi-darkened room. Trevor was use to the large dick of Sal and had taken the large dick of his dad's boyfriend Tiger the night before, then the black cock of Butch that same afternoon while taking a bike ride joined together, but this monster of Big Reds was an exceptionally fat specimen and it wasn't until the second awakening that Trevor really started to join in the true pleasure and meaning of getting his tenor voice fine-tuned and resonating with the true meaning of the term sexual bliss.
Trevor awoke the next morning with Big Red's massive dick buried and pumping life back into his still pulsating pussy. It wasn't long and Trevor was being rewarded with booze, great pot, wild sex and gifts from Big Red, now his heartthrob. Trevor was encouraged to act girly and wiggle his bottom like the rest of the young effeminate guests that regularly attended the club events with a dominant masculine male chaperone. Some of these young boys were in their early teens, a bit younger than Trevor, and already seasoned cock hounds.
Trevor was soon living two lives... one around Papa Rex and Meg and another when in the attendance of Big Red at his apartment for a sleep over or any and all the social events Red scheduled where he would dress Trevor up in sexy girly attire and openly have Trevor display his new identity as Red's girly boy.
So, here the story jump ahead to Trevor standing in the brothel with Ursula and Butch somewhat spaced out pondering just how much he missed Big Red's massive dick taking him to new heights of sexual gratification, when his cell phone started to vibrate in his pocket and bring him back down to earth from his daydreamed escape.
"Hey Trevor... Red here girl... you miss me?"
"Hell yes Red... I was just thinking about you when my phone vibrated in my pocket."
"Well, I scored some good shit last night and can't wait to share it with you Babe. What you say to that baby? This stuff makes my dick cry out for your pussy girl. Now you get on that pretty bike and get those sexy tight buns back to the ranch pronto... you hear me Babe... the Red Devil is restless and needs a sexy romp in the hayloft with your tight pussy girl."
"OK Red, I knew the Red Devil would be missing me soon big guy... my hearts all a flutter too. I really need to smell your pheromones Red; so work up a sweat for me before I get to you."
"Just make it snappy. We're going to play spin the bottle later tonight; so douche good before you hit the road... make your pussy nice and sweet for the Red Devil... you hear? See you soon... Hurry along... Bye for now... I miss you Trev!"
Trevor turned and explained to Ursula and Butch the situation, then turned and used the shower to clean inside and out in the back of the brothel. Trev dressed in his biker gear and was out the door and down the road headed for the Ranch and Big Red his latest Alpha heartthrob. He loved being encouraged to be himself and let his innermost desires to have a masculine man turn him into a submissive bottom bitch resonate out to the whole world through his overt actions.
When Trevor arrived at the Ranch, darkness was setting in and the gang was settling around the fire pit drinking and passing the bong around. Red shoved a few pills into Trevor's mouth and gave him a cup filled with something that made Trevor's throat burn as he swallowed the pills and chugged down the full cup of liquid as instructed.
Red planted a kiss on Trevor's lips and immediately directed the kid's face, nose first into the long wet red hair protruding from his armpit. He rolled Trevor's nose in the pungent sauce as he lit up a joint and inhaled. He pulled Trevor from his pit and shot gunned the smoke into Trev's mouth, over and over, until there was no more. It hit Trevor hot and heavy. What was this gray smoke?
"Pretty powerful shit, huh Babe! Fuck, I love this shit Girl!" He could see that the effect on Trevor was already monumental. He put Trevor's nose into the moist red hair that spread across his chest and down the middle of his rippled abs and into the waistband of his 501 Levis as he began to strip Trev of all his clothing. Once completely nude he led Trev around the warmth of the fire and the other girly boys dressed Trevor into a grass skirt like each of the young boy cuties also wore. The guys sitting around the open fire roared like lions and each put their lubed fingers up the ass of one of the six young fem boys that wiggled and cooed while being physically nurtured at the hands of these biker dudes. The young boys were also all stoned and accepting the rough pawing they were receiving from the Alpha males.
The bong was reloaded time and again as it continued around the circle and each guy fingered, played and removed their clothing so the Girley boys could lap dance and play with anything that attracted their interest.
Big Red seemed to have a handle on keeping the action going and the party quickly escalated into a free for all sex romp with the darlings being pursued in chase until each was carried off into the darkness that surrounded the campfire's burning embers. The tents and sleeping bags would be busy tonight. The moans of sex, both high pitched squeals and low moans of masculine dominance were heard into the wee hours of the morning. The milk bottle still sat near the fire pit unmoved... indicating that the game of Spin- the-bottle never became the activity of choice that evening.
"You awake Trev girl... time to rise and shine this fine Sunday morning?"
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