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down there so they hardly ever came up to the house. He
told me to stay out of his way weekends and he’d stay out of
mine. But I watched what I could from an upstairs window.”
Den lay back on the bunk. It was covered with a smooth
black-leather sheet. He put his boots on it.
“This went on until mid-July. But before that, when I’d
only been there a couple weeks, I was moving some furni-
ture and found a key taped to the back of the chest in my
brother’s room.” Chuck raised his fingers in Scout’s Honor.
“Honest, I didn’t think much about it the first couple days,
but the next weekend he was gone I tried a couple of locks.
The key fit the bottom drawer.”
Den’s interest piqued. He thought of his hidden cache of
Physique Pictorial hidden in his parents’ house.
“My brother had some fuck books. Straight as hell. But
he had some real man-to-man stuff too. You know, suck and
fuck. He pulled at the joint. “And some pictures. Not maga-
zine pictures. They were guys I’d seen biking into the barn.”
“I’ve done some pictures,” Den said.
“Not like this, man. In every snap somebody was tied
up with ropes or chains. Closeups of backs and asses covered
with whip marks. One group shot I’ll never forget: five guys
stretched up by their wrists hanging naked from a beam
in our barn. Their ankles were tied and their toes barely
touched the floor. You could see whipmarks on their chests
and thighs. In the background, about nine other guys, half-
naked in boots and belts and jocks, were going down on
each other, or were watching one big dude who must have
been the Senior S that session pulling a long rawhide thong
attached to the tips of the five leather-bound cocks.”
“Was your brother in the picture?”
“He must have taken them.” He attached a metal clip to
the burning roach. “Anyway, the pictures were real. None of
that fake MGM shit. Those guys’ faces showed pain. It got
me hotter than I’d ever been. I lived for when my brother
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