The Sins of the Father

by N Fourbois

Chapter 3

Rufus disappeared up to his bedroom. He counted his hidden stash of money, looked at his bank book and spotted that he was only getting 0.1% interest and considered the lure of the promised reward from his parents if he'd done well in his GCSEs, it would not bankrupt him to go with his brothers. He struggled to make a rational decision based on intellect and economics, for he knew that in reality the final decision was being taken between his legs.

He rushed downstairs to tell Hugo and Magnus what he had decided. They were not to be found in the house and so he looked in the garden. He spotted that the side door of the garage was open and went in to find his brothers looking around the empty outhouse and pointing.

"Hey, guys, I'm in." They broke off their conversation and Hugo said

"And to think you only came out on Saturday night," and he laughed uproariously at his own joke.

"What are you two doing?" asked Rufus.

"Surveying," answered Magnus mysteriously.

"Surveying what?"

"Surveying where we're going to carry out Hugo's punishment this afternoon.

"He needs punishing after that last joke," quipped Rufus. As he spoke, he realised that the proposed bondage session was taking one step beyond what had happened on Saturday night. Then there had been no mention of the word 'punishment' before and from what he had read on the net over Sunday he was beginning to realise how seriously his brothers were taking their new found interest. "Anyway, I've got the money and I'm ready to join you. Who's the banker?"

"Magnus," replied Hugo and the twins hugged him. They were naturally pleased to gain the extra investment, but they felt that Rufus was less of a security risk inside rather than outside their scheme.

"Okay," said Magnus. "This the plan for today. Before we go out, we're going to order some equipment on the net and then go into town and do some shopping. "I'll need you to put your share of the kitty into my bank account while we're there so that we can pay for the stuff. We'll have a snack in Burger Star and then back here for the action."

"Whaw!" interrupted Hugo. "I can't wait."

"You'll be sorry you said that with what I've got in mind," said Magnus. "I want to get my own back for what you did to me on Saturday and this afternoon it won't matter how much noise you make," and he grinned evilly.

"I can take whatever you've got to give me," replied Hugo full of bravado.

"Come on," said Rufus "or we won't have any time left before Mum and Dad get home."

The boys walked into the town centre. It was easier than having to look after three cycles and it wasn't worth catching the bus. Since he held the kitty, Magnus had the shopping list too. He had obviously discussed it with Hugo, but Rufus had joined the syndicate too late to be consulted.

"We'd better go to the bank first so that I can get the balance of my entry fee."

"And transfer it to my account," Magnus reminded him "so that I can use it for internet purchases."

"This must be a pretty big undertaking if we're ploughing £450 into it."

"Not big, just expensive," said Hugo, "though we think we might get some return."

"How's that?" asked Rufus.

"There's a kid in our year," said Magnus "who fancies Hugo."

"Not only that," continued Hugo, "but he's got certain tastes, shall we say, which we might be able to cater for, as it were, but he'll need to pay some expenses."

"We have to do it that way," said Magnus "as we don't want to have the reputation of being rentboys."

"Or sluts even," added Hugo. "Just specialists in our chosen occupation."

"Do you fancy him, Hugo?" asked Rufus.

"Nah. Why should I all the time I've got Magnus?"

"Although you've got to admit he's quite a good looker," said Magnus.

"Do you fancy him then," asked Hugo.

"I'll claim the fifth amendment."

"Oh, so you have got the hots for him?"

"Did have."

"Oh?"

"I don't tell you everything, Hugo."

"Who is it?"

"You'll find out soon enough if he takes the bait, but until then we'll work on a 'need to know' basis."

"Pity. It might even be someone I fancy."

"Have you been tarting round the sixth formers then, little brother?" said Hugo.

"Not really. I've only just come out, don't forget. But there are, I must admit, some hunks in the sixth form."

"So have we," said Hugo.

"What? Just come out?" said Rufus.

"Yeah, but it's not exactly been a secret about us at school, has it?" said Magnus.

"Apparently it wasn't at home, either," said Hugo sarcastically.

"You seemed to hide it pretty well, little bro," said Magnus, judging by Mum's reaction. Meanwhile they had reached the bank.

After the finances had been settled, Magnus led his brothers into Marks and Spencer.

"What are we going in here for?" asked Rufus. "They don't sell bondage gear."

"Oh, yes, they do," retorted Magnus.

"Oh, yeah. I can see the adverts now. 'This is not just S & M. This is your S & M.' 'S & M for two with a bottle of wine. Just £10.' And so on…" Rufus had his older brothers falling about. As the third and youngest child of the same sex he was just fulfilling his role as the joker.

They couldn't find what they wanted and so as bold as brass Magnus marched up to an assistant in the women's department and said

"I'm looking for some tights, the thick black variety." The assistant did give him an odd look and said

"We don't usually get asked for these in June, but I might be able to lay my hands on a pair, sir."

"Three pairs, please."

"And what size?"

"Our size," answered Magnus, pointing at his two brothers, who were too stunned at his boldness to chicken out, go and hide, or even blush.

The stockings bought and paid for, Magnus led them to the Cookshop.

"What are we buying here?" said Rufus.

"Until we can afford to order up the proper stuff, we need to make some compromises. The first thing is a couple of fly swatters. Then one of those wheel cutters for cutting pizza until we can get a genuine Wartenberg neuro wheel."

"What's that?"

"It's a pin wheel, a little gadget doctors use to test whether a patient's nerves have their proper feeling."

"Oh."

"And we need some cling film," said Hugo.

"What's that for?" asked Rufus.

"You'll find out soon enough. Don't worry your little head." Finished in the Cookshop the boys went on to Robert Dyas. There they found some lengths of cord, clothes line.

"Get the hemp one," said Hugo. "The nylon cord is a bit cheap and nasty and hemp's more flexible." Magnus added a card of wooden clothes pegs, a large box of wax nightlights, four candles and a couple of lighters.

"Okay?" said Magnus.

"And a feather duster," said Hugo.

"Oh, yes. I nearly forgot that and look," said Magnus. "There's a back scratcher. Now the last shop, Boots."

"What's that for? Condoms?" said Rufus.

"No, far too expensive. We can get them much cheaper off the internet," said Magnus, "and lube."

"And more variety," added Hugo. "By the way, don't forget we must get some bananas at the market." While they were going round the shelves, Rufus's eyes were getting bigger and bigger. Baby oil and vaseline he expected; Vick Vapour Rub and a spray can of Deep Heat he didn't.

Finally the Lindstrom boys ended up in Burger Star. They checked out the staff while they were waiting for their burgers, but didn't find anything particularly interesting. The weekend was usually a good time as they employed schoolboys of their own age and the number of diners were swollen by young people. They tucked into their super whopper bacon and cheese burgers with salad as a sop to their consciences and a helping of fries, all washed down by shakes of various flavours.

"We'll need to do some exercise to work this lot off," said Hugo.

"I shouldn't worry about that, bro," answered Magnus. "You'll be working your butt off this afternoon – literally."

"Oooh, I can't wait," responded Hugo.

"There should be a package awaiting us when we get home," said Magnus "and with luck an even more significant one tomorrow."

"Don't talk about me like that," said Rufus.

"You kid yourself," said Hugo.

"What's in them?" asked Rufus.

"One of the most important things in bondage is to keep your sub guessing," answered Magnus. "It's important that he doesn't know what's coming next."

"And another important thing is to make him think he knows what's coming next and then disappoint him."

"So it's not just physical, it's psychological as well?" said Rufus.

"Very much so. Magnus is in the psychologically strongest position of the three of us?"

"Why so, Hugo?'

"Firstly he's done more research than us, secondly he's had his turn as sub and so he's experienced the unknown and has nothing to worry about in the next two sessions and thirdly only he knows what's going to happen to me this afternoon. And you are in the worst position of all because you will have witnessed and taken part in two sessions and will only be able to guess what's going to happen to you."

"You're trying to undermine my confidence, Hugo, but it won't work," countered Rufus

"We'll see."

"I'll tell you another thing, Rufus," said Magnus. "At the moment you can get up and walk away from all this. You won't because you've taken the bait. Your curiosity has got the better of you. You won't get your money back of course because we've spent it, and once you have undergone your session you are part of the system. Once a scout, always a scout."

'Once a knight, enough for anybody," intoned Rufus.

"Not for me," bragged Hugo.

Rufus let these words sink in. He felt that he couldn't be outdone by his older brothers. They were all in this together now, not because he had paid a hundred and fifty pounds, but because he had entered a conspiracy, because he saw no way back and didn't even want to find one and thirdly because he found both his body and his mind exhilarated by the whole idea to the extent that he was nursing a very moist boner under the table.

"Are we ready to go?" said Hugo. "I'm impatient to get on with this afternoon."

"You shouldn't have told us that," said Magnus and gave him an evil grin.

"I can't go yet," said Rufus. "I've got an extreme stiffie. Not only that with these shorts it's impossible to hide it." Magnus gave him a feel under the table, which made him jump.

"Hugo, he's not lying, you know," and he grinned again.

When they arrived home they found that the post had been delivered and that there was a large padded bag addressed to Magnus. He opened it carefully and took out three black cotton hoods. They had zips along the eye and mouth slits.

"Ah, we were expecting them. Hugo are you ready?" Hugo nodded. "Get you kit off." The twins went up to their room. Hugo stripped down to his CK slip. The bulge and the damp patch betrayed his anticipation. In fact he appeared over keen, something which Magnus noted without comment. Magnus then laid out on the bed the wrist and ankle cuffs and the dog's collar. Hugo put them on himself. This was an important part of the preparation. He was putting himself into the submissive position and there was no force applied. As soon as he was ready, Magnus clipped a short chain onto the left manacle and whipped Hugo's arm behind his back and clipped it to the right one. Now he took one of the new black hoods out of the padded envelope and from behind slipped it over his head and tied it at the back. While all this was going on, Rufus had been silently carrying equipment and supplies out to the garage. With Hugo almost disabled, Magnus shouted out to Rufus, calling him to come and give a hand.

"Help me take Hugo down to the garage." The two boys helped Hugo down the stairs out through the back door and in through the side door of the garage. Rufus drew the thin cotton curtain across the window. It was dim inside, but by no means dark. They had the nightlights ready in case, for the neon strips would have been far too harsh and bright and would have destroyed the ambiance. The roof was thin and not insulated and so in June it was quite warm inside. Rufus clipped a spreader bar between Hugo's ankles, further immobilising him. Magnus took the fuse out of the electricity supply that fed the self-opening up-and-over garage door. Magnus pulled the zips across the eye and mouth slits of the hood, leaving Hugo completely in the dark. "Can you breathe okay, bro?"

"Yeah, fine" came the muffled, confident reply.

"Hold his right arm, Rufus." Magnus unclipped the short chain holding Hugo's wrists and chained them up again in front of him. He took a length of cord, tied it round the chain and threw the other over the metal beam that held the roof struts. He slowly raised his arms to a height where Hugo could keep his feet on the ground and tied the cord so that it couldn't be moved sideways. "Comfortable, Hugo?" Another muffled 'yeah' came from under the hood. Without another word or further ado Magnus and Rufus left the garage, shut the side door and went back inside the house.