ST: Ozzie's Odyssey pt1 MC M/t
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Ozzie's Odyssey
WARNING!!!!!
This is a work of erotic fiction. If you are in any way
offended by stories involving homosexual acts, or if this material is
illegal in your area, or if you are underage in your area, please quit
reading now! Some of the characters in this story are taken, in part,
from the movie, MASTERMINDS, and without permission, I might add <what
"fan-fiction" ever is?!??>. This story is in no way intended to
challenge (or whatever legalese I'm supposed to use at this point) the
copyrights of their owners. I just like the characters in this movie
(Mainly Ozzie played by Vincent Kartheiser . . . yummmmmmy!!), and it
was inevitable that I put my own twist on matters. If you haven't seen
this flick, check it out at your local video store....It ain't Oscar
material, <sort of a "DieHard"/"Home Alone"> but Patrick Stewart makes a
decent villain and Vincent Kartheiser is simply gorgeous! With that
said......
I intend this story to eventually have many parts to it, and I
will update it as time allows. I'm still fairly new to the Internet
(and to erotic fiction as well). Any questions, comments, or whatever,
please feel free to e-mail me at: mind...@hotmail.com It may
take me a bit to get back with you, but I promise I will! Thanks.
Here we go......................Began on 7/8/98
KEYWORDS: MC/HYPNOSIS M/teen-boy
the beginning.......
It was an early Friday afternoon, and true to form, Ozzie Paxton
had cut class again. He deftly maneuvered his skateboard through the
downtown traffic toward one of his usual hiding places. Hitching a lift
on the back of a delivery truck cut his travel time to almost nothing.
Popping the board up and into his arms, he entered Mynd-Cell, a
computer store that served as one of the local hacker hang-outs.
Something kept the door from opening all the way.
Boxes.......boxes everywhere. Ozzie pushed his way in. "Yo, Ches...."
he called out.
A voice from one of the back rooms answered. "Ozzie, that you?"
"Yeah, man. What the Hell happened here?"
"Just a sec' kid." The owner of the shop, Chesney Wagoner
walked in. He looked the room over, shook his head, and swore under his
breath.
"What happened, Ches'? You hijack a Fed Ex truck?" Ozzie
grinned.
"Very funny, smart-ass....You know that upgrading I've been
talkin' ‘bout?"
"Yeah. So?"
"So, I went ahead and ordered all those new systems, but the
factory fucked up the shipping date. I got ‘em all today. I've been
trying to straighten up this mess all morning. Got a call at five this
morning from the drivers saying that the store was closed, and what
should they do with the stuff."
Ozzie laughed, and Chesney shot him a very dirty look. "Anyway,
I threw on some clothes and got down here as fast as I could. I told
those jerk-offs that the delivery date was wrong, and all they could do
was show me what they had on the invoice, and from what they had, they
had the right date. So I called up the company to bitch, but there
wasn't much I could do. So they moved the stuff in, and this is what
I'm stuck with." Chesney gestured with arms spread at the total chaos
in the room. He sighed and continued. "Well, one good thing happened."
and with that, a smirk crossed his face.
"What could possibly be good?"
Chesney winked. "Those fuck-ups left an extra system!"
Ozzie's jaw dropped to his chest. "Th...the ‘Magnus?'"
"Yep!"
"Shit, man, that more than makes up for the shippin' fuck-up."
"I suppose so, but I've got one big, damn, fucking mess. Didn't
you see the ‘Closed' sign on the door? I've gotta undo the old stuff,
find a place to store it all, hook up the new crap, and clean this place
up.....all solo."
"Sorry, Ches....I didn't see the sign. I thought your sister
was gonna help you with all the setup."
Chesney sighed. "She was, but when the stuff was supposed to be
originally delivered. She's flown off to Florida with her new
boyfriend." Chesney looked at Ozzie. "Humm....say, Ozz, you're pretty
good with the machines, right?"
"Yeah. So?"
"I've got a business proposition for you. You help me get
everything set up and going, and I'll give you that extra ‘Magnus.'"
"You're shittin' me!"
"Nope. Got one for myself, and if you can help me out, it'll be
worth it." He grinned. "Besides, I didn't pay for the damn thing.."
"Shit yeah!!!! You're not jerkin' me around are you?"
Chesney grinned and thought, "I'd like to......", but he instead
said, "Nah kid. I could use the help and the company. That friend of
yours free?"
"K-Dog? No. He's gone off to some relative's funeral.....won't
be back ‘till Wednesday."
"Humm....well, I guess it's just us. This'll take most of, if
not all weekend. Think your old man'll mind?"
Ozzie snorted. "Dad's out of town like usual. Atlanta I
think.....I can call Helen later. There shouldn't be any problem. She
could use some time alone with the lil' troll. I'll give her a buzz
when she gets in from work."
Chesney looked at his watch. "Humm.....almost one. I take it
you skipped?"
"Yeah, some stupid assembly glorifying those jocks. I got
better things to do."
"Okay, kid, let's get started."
......................Later...................................
Around 4:30, Ozzie stopped. The two of them had been removing
the old system. The process had been speeded up by Chesney's decision
to scrap several of the old units. Others, he decided to do his civic
duty and donate them to Ozzie's school.
"Mind if I give the step-mom a call?"
"Nope. You know where the phone is."
Ozzie made his way through the maze of cardboard boxes to the
telephone. He dialed home and waited. His step-mother, Helen, picked
up on the third ring.
"Paxton residence."
"Helen, it's me, Ozzie."
"Where are you at? I thought we agreed you'd be home by four."
"Yeah, well......something came up....."
"It usually does with you."
"Yeah, but I've got a reason this time. I've got a job for the
weekend."
"Doing what?"
"You know that store where I get my computer stuff from? Well,
the owner got in a new main system and needs help setting it all up."
"Um-hum, and just where is this owner?"
Ozzie sighed. He thought Helen would do this. "Hey,
Ches'.....Come here a sec'. She wants to talk to you. I don't think
she believes me." The teenager yelled out.
Chesney made his way through the room to the telephone. "Hello,
Mrs. Paxton? Chesney Wagoner here."
Helen recognized the voice on the other end. Chesney had
conducted a introductory computer literacy class at her daughter's
school. "Oh, Mr. Wagoner. I didn't know it was you. I, um, thought
Ozzie was pulling one of his little stunts. He mentioned something
about working for you this weekend?"
"Yes ma'am. He's helping me out with a little crisis. I had a
shipping error and some very expensive equipment was delivered to me
early, and Ozzie is providing me with some very needed assistance. In
fact, his help has saved me quite a bit of time and effort already. I'm
afraid that I'll probably need him for most of the weekend,
and......Just a moment, please..." Chesney turned. "Ozzie, do me a
favor. I had a bit of trouble over at station 12, go check it out for
me. I straighten things out with your step-mom."
When the boy was out of the room, Chesney returned to the phone.
"Sorry about that. I didn't want to mention this in front of
Ozzie.....wanted to make it a surprise...I've been considering this for
some time now. Do you think Ozzie would be interested in a part-time
job here at the store? Ozzie knows more about computers than some
people three times his age."
There was a laugh on the other end of the line. "Jake and I were
discussing him getting a part-time job just a few days ago. Mr.
Wagoner, I think he'd be thrilled at working there. A job is just the
thing he needs to teach him some responsibility. Humm......You'll be
needing him all weekend?"
"Um, probably. A lot of it depends on how well we can get the
new system in. Don't worry....I'm not a slave-driver. (With that, he
grinned wide.....what she didn't know wouldn't hurt her!) I'll see that
he get rest and food in his belly. In fact, I was thinking about
ordering pizza after we get the go/no go from you."
"Well, his father is out of town on business this weekend, but I
don't think he would mind. Just don't work him to death, and if there's
a problem, just call."
"I sure will. Thank you a lot Mrs. Paxton. You don't know how
much help he's going to be to me. Goodbye." Chesney hung up the phone
and walked into the back room where Ozzie was down on the floor under
the workstation. He got a good look at the teenager's ass, and he
smiled to himself. He had been secretly lusting after this kid for a
long time, and this weekend he would get to put his plan into motion.
"Yo! Oz!"
Ozzie jumped up with a start, banging his head on the table in
the process. "Fuck!" he yelled out.
Chesney grinned. "Sorry kid. Didn't mean to startle yah. Your
step-mom cleared everything. Looks like you got a new toy to play with,
and....."
Ozzie rubbed the bump on his head. "And, what?"
"Well, how would you like to work for me more than just this
weekend?"
"You offering me a job?"
"Part time for now, but later, who knows. Now I don't want you
to get the big head, but you ain't bad with a computer...I should
know....and I could really use the help, especially later on." He smiled
wickedly.
"What's later on?"
"You'll find out. C'mon. It's almost supper time. How does
pizza grab you?
"Fine by me."
"You go clear up a few more stations and I'll go and order."
.....................Later..............................
After polishing off two extra-large pizzas, the duo got back to
work. Conversation for the most part was confined to the task at hand,
but after they took their break around 8pm, Chesney decided to start
getting a little more information on his new employee. Information that
he might be able to put to use later.
"So I take it your not getting along with your step-family?"
"How'd you guess?"
"Doesn't take a psychic to figure out things. I could tell by
the tone in your voice and by the tone in your mother--"
"STEP-mother" Ozzie interrupted.
...STEP-mother's," Chesney continued "voice. I thought after
that little incident at the school things were going to change."
"Yeah, so did I......Well, they did for a bit..."
"And the family counseling hasn't helped?"
"How the Hell did you know about that?!?" Ozzie snapped.
"Simmer down Ace. I overheard you and K-Dog a few weeks ago.
Didn't mean to intrude."
"Sorry.....I'm just a bit touchy, that's all. That shrink was
full of shit. Said I had a fear of abandonment or some crap like
that.....due to mom leaving and dad being gone all the time.....Stupid
Fuck!"
"Sorry, Ozz......didn't mean to hit a nerve." Chesney soothed.
He HAD intended to see just how far he could get without getting a
reaction. He smiled inwardly. "Got something to work on now." he
thought. Well, no time like the present....
"Ozzie, I just remembered a call I've got to make. Start back
when you feel like it and I'll be back just as soon as I can."
"No prob...."
Chesney took out his keys and unlocked the door to his office.
He shut the door, locking it behind him. He walked over to his desk and
took out a needle. He smiled and sat down, watching the boy through his
security window. About 5 minutes later, Ozzie resumed work under a
workstation. "Perfect!" Chesney thought. He reached under his desk and
pressed a hidden switch. A panel in the wall swung open, revealing a
flight of stairs leading down. He then stood up and as quiet as he
could, left the office
Ozzie was occupied underneath the desk and was completely
unaware as Chesney snuck up behind him and stuck the needle into his
ass.
"OW!! Hey, what the fu........." Ozzie's words trailed off as
he slumped into a drug-induced slumber.
Chesney smiled to himself. "Now the fun begins...." He picked
up the sleeping boy and carried him into the office and down the stairs,
the door closing automatically behind him.
Moments later he walked into a room filled with electronic
devices and a cushioned table. The room looked right out of a
science-fiction flick. Consoles of blinking lights were everywhere. He
gently laid the boy on the table, reached into a compartment underneath
it, removed a very special set of VR equipment, and attached it to
Ozzie's head. Chesney then walked over to what was apparently the
control center of the room and pressed a sequence of buttons. A soft
hum began and the table moved to a standing position. He walked over
and placed straps around each of the boy's wrists and ankles. The
straps connected with a segmented rod. The whole set up was made to
keep the subject in place while still allowing some movement, although
that movement could be controlled--the subject becoming a high-tech
marionette. He then fastened a brace around the teenager's waist.
Chesney looked down at his watch. "Time to get started."
He walked back to the control station and sat down in the plush
chair, moving it up towards the desktop full of switches. He tapped out
a sequence on the keyboard. "Now Ozzie, let's see what you got in that
noggin of yours."
The soft hum that began earlier soon swelled in pitch. Lights
blinked on the VR headset he had earlier placed on the boy, and Chesney
closely monitored the output on his control screen. "Alright. Let's
get some images recorded.......um, your father, step-mother, K-Dog, and
we can't forget the mother who ran out on you can we?" he grinned.
"Now for step two," he said as he flipped a switch.
A recessed needle extended itself and jabbed Ozzie in the arm
administering a second chemical into the teenager's system. The boy
began moaning and stirring slightly. With that, Chesney pressed yet
another sequence of keys. That finished, he reached under his seat and
removed a headset.
"Let's see......who should we start out with? Oh, isn't it
obvious?" he laughed.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"What the fuck?" Ozzie looked around. Everything was pitch
black. No matter where he looked, he could see absolutely nothing.
"Where am I?"
"Hello Ozzie." A female voice came from behind him.
Ozzie spun around. Standing in front of him was his mother.
"M-mom?" he stammered.
"Yes Ozzie, it's me."
"W-what is going on here? Where are we?"
His mother smiled, but this wasn't the motherly, caring smile.
This smile was cold and cruel. "Now Ozzie, I thought you was a bright
boy. I should have known better."
"Mom, what are you talking about?"
"You've always been a disappointment Ozzie. That's why I left."
Ozzie shook his head. "I-I don't understand? W-why?" His
voice started to crack a bit and tears began welling up in his eyes.
His mother turned her back to his. "Goodbye Ozzie." she said as
she began walking away.
"Mom! Please don't leave me!" he cried out. But she kept on
walking and soon disappeared. Ozzie started running after her, but
something tripped him.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Chesney observed everything on the screen in front of him.
"Humm, " he thought aloud, "I didn't expect to bring him to tears so
soon. This is going better than I'd hoped." He looked at a display on
one side of the main screen. He pressed a button and in addition to the
hum, a high-pitched whine started. The subliminal tape began playing.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"Weak, man, really weak! ‘Mom, don't leave me.' What a wuss!!"
A familiar voice mocked.
"K-Dog?!" Ozzie looked up into the sneering visage of his best,
and really only friend.
K-Dog shuck his head. "Man, to think I've wasted my time being
friends with you."
Ozzie's eyes grew wide in disbelief. "Doggie, what're you
talking about? What have I ever done to you?"
"‘What have you ever done to me?' I'll tell you just the latest
in me having to pay for being friends with an asshole like you.. It was
your idea to sneak backstage and screw with the sound system before the
principal's speech to the PTA last week."
Ozzie stood up. "Yeah, so what." he said as he brushed himself
off.
"So, I got caught. You got away, like you always do. My old
man beat the fuck out of me, and it's all thanks to you. You're not
worth it, you jerk!" K-dog put his skateboard down. He then reached
behind his back and brought around the walkie-talkie that the two,
apparently now former friends used to keep in touch. With one swift
move, K-dog threw the radio to the ground and crushed it under his foot.
"Later, jerk-off!" he sneered as he began rolling away.
"Go on and leave!" Ozzie yelled. "I don't need a looser like
you anyway. You'd have flunked out if it hadn't been for me fixin' your
grades. Fucker!"
He was alone again.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Chesney smiled as he observed the break up of Ozzie's
friendship. He looked down at his watch. "Let's speed things up a
bit." he thought.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"Watch that mouth Oswald."
Ozzie spun. This time he was confronted by two tormentors: his
father, Jake, and his step-mother, Helen.
"You know, Jake," Helen cooed, "I think sending him away to
military school is such a good idea." She then shot a smug smile over
in Ozzie's direction.
"M-military school? Dad, what did I do this time?"
His father ignored his son's questions. "Actually, dear," he
addressed Helen. "I've got a better idea. Why don't we just leave him
here. No body would want a trouble-maker like him anyway. Military
school is so expensive, and I've spent too much time and money on him
already."
"Dad!!"
"Jake, that is a splendid idea! We can give Melissa his old
room, and use her's for the new baby."
"New baby?"
"That's right Ozzie. Helen is going to give me a REAL son. I'm
not your father anyway! Your mother fucked around on me, but in the end
I got fucked by having to take car of the little bastard when she left
me. I'm just returning the favor."
Ozzie was in tears as he dropped to his knees.
"Let's go Jake. Our family needs us."
"Goodbye Ozzie." They both said as they vanished.
"Dad," Ozzie wailed "Please don't leave me alone." His words
echoed. He was completely alone.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Chesney stood up and walked over to the table, moving the
microphone on his headset around in front of his mouth.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"Mom......................Dad......................K-dog................
...Helen.............Please come back! Don't leave me here! Please!"
Ozzie's words echoed in the void. Never in his life had he felt so
alone. His whole body was convulsed in sobs.
"Poor little one....." an unfamiliar voice soothed.
"W-who's there?" Ozzie cried.
"Someone who will never leave you. Someone who will always care
for you no matter what. Someone who can appreciate your gift with
machines."
"W-where are you?" the boy sniffed.
No answer.
"Please don't leave me." Ozzie wailed.
"I won't leave, Ozzie, but you have to call out for me."
"W-who are you?"
"Look deep within yourself. You know who I am."
A name came into his mind, but the boy was confused.
"Please help me......"
Nothing.
"Please....."
Still nothing.
"PLEASE!!" the boy's cry was heart wrenching. Chesney could
stand no more. Ozzie had broken far easier than he had anticipated. It
was both thrilling (in the fact that he knew what kind of power he now
held over the boy) and sad at the same time to see a boy as brave as
Ozzie fall to his will. He would be sure to treat his newest plaything
extra special.
"Reach out to me, Ozzie! Call out my name and you'll never be
alone again!"
Ozzie reached out, and Chesney stepped into his arms. As
Ozzie's arms encircled Chesney, Ozzie yelled out at the top of his
breath one word.......the one word that would change his life forever:
"MASTER!!!!!"
Chesney hugged the sobbing boy with all his might. He broke the
embrace only long enough to remove Ozzie's headgear. Tears were
streaming down from the boy's blue eyes. Chesney reached down and
kissed Ozzie full on the lips. The feeling of total love and happiness
washed over the boy like a tidal wave. Never in his life had he felt
such......love. Deep within his modified psyche he knew that no matter
what, he would do whatever Chesney.....no, that wasn't right he
corrected himself.....he would do whatever his ‘master' required. He
was happy to serve. For he knew that no matter what, his master would
always be there for him.
Chesney removed the straps from Ozzie's wrists and ankles.
Ozzie held perfectly still. When the restraint around his thin waist
was removed, Ozzie stumbled forward and into the waiting arms of his
master. The drugs had left him slightly disoriented and he staggered.
"Ozzie, let me carry you."
"I-if you wish my master....." He was a bit unsure of exactly
how he was supposed to act, and his hesitation showed.
Chesney smiled. "Yes. I wish it." He bent down and lifted the
thin frame of his new plaything. Ozzie felt his head swirl with
pleasure as he was lifted up into his master's arms. He wrapped his
arms around his master's neck and placed his head on Chesney's shoulder.
Chesney leaned his lips down to the ten's ear. "Yes. Enjoy. Close
your eyes. Concentrate on the feelings. It feels so good for me to
hold you. You know that you belong to me now. I'll never hurt you or
desert you."
"Yes, master." Ozzie sighed and closed his eyes. Chesney
carried the boy into an adjoining room, conveniently stocked with a very
large bed. He placed Ozzie gently down on the bed, taking time to
remove the boy's shoes. "Just relax. I'll be with you shortly."
Chesney began removing his clothing. When he was naked, he got into bed
beside Ozzie. His hard cock bobbing.
Chesney reached over and tenderly stroked the boy's smooth
cheek. "Open your eyes and look at me." The boy obeyed immediately.
"Tell me, slave, have you ever had sex with a girl?"
Ozzie shook his head. "No master, never."
Chesney smiled. "Have you ever had sex with a man?"
"N-no, master, but....." Ozzie blushed.
"What?"
"Um, m-me an' K-Dog.....um, well, we jerked off together a
couple times. Lookin' at stuff we got off the ‘net."
Chesney's smile widened. "Did you touch each other?"
"N-no."
"But you wanted to, didn't you."
"I-I guess so...."
"Ozzie, would you like to touch me?"
"YES MASTER!!"
"Then do so."
Ozzie looked down and spotted Chesney's throbbing cock for the
first time. Waves of lust spread throughout his body and his young cock
stiffened in his jeans. He reached down and took his master's cock into
his trembling hands. His delicate fingers wrapped around the shaft as
he began slowly stroking up and down. Chesney let out a moan of
pleasure. Ozzie smiled. It made him feel so good to know that the one
person in his life that gave a damn about him was feeling good and that
he was the one responsible for giving him the feelings.
"Stop now." Chesney commanded. Ozzie's hand stopped it's
pumping. He looked up at his master. "You did well, slave. But you
can make me feel so much better."
"How, master?"
"Suck me, slave!"
Ozzie's heart skipped a beat and his cock stiffened more in his
jeans. He bent downward and moved toward his master's throbbing rod. A
drop of pre-cum had formed on the head, and Ozzie snaked his tongue out
and licked at it. The taste was like nothing he had ever experienced.
"That's it! Run your tongue around the head." Chesney moaned.
Ozzie slowly wrapped his tongue around the head. "Lick your way down my
shaft and under my balls. The teen began a slow trail down his master's
cock and underneath his balls. They had a musky scent to them and Ozzie
inhaled deeply. "Suck on my balls my little slave-boy." Chesney
commanded. Carefully, Ozzie took one ball into his mouth. He gently
began sucking on it, all the while savoring the smell of his master's
sack.
"The boy's a natural." Chesney thought to himself. "Take my
cock into your mouth, slave!" Ozzie worked his way back up his master's
dick. Gingerly he took it between his luscious lips. He began a steady
sucking motion. Chesney moaned with pleasure and reached a hand inside
Ozzie's shirt and located one of the boy's nipples. He pinched it,
which brought a sharp, gasping inhale from the sucking teenager.
Ozzie's sucking increased.
"That's it, slave-boy! You are making your master feel so good!
Slave-boy wanna taste master's cum?"
Ozzie moaned as his mind whirled with a kaleidoscope of erotic
thoughts--all involving him serving his master's every whim. The boy
took the entire length of his master's shaft into his warm, moist mouth.
Chesney could feel himself start to approach the brink. "Here
it is, slave! Take it all!! Ummmm-un.........ahhhhhhAHHHHH!!!!"
Chesney's cock exploded into Ozzie's mouth. The boy gagged out of
reflex, but quickly began drinking his master's cum. It tasted sweeter
than anything he had ever tasted in his young life.
Chesney removed his glistening cock from the boy's mouth, a drop
of cum trailed down Ozzie's chin, and the youth licked it up, not
wanting to loose any. Ozzie looked up at his master with a look of
complete devotion. Chesney took a deep breath and patted the boy on his
head.
"Good boy!" Chesney gasped as he lovingly stroked Ozzie's face.
A wide smile spread across Ozzie's face. "Thank you, master."
Chesney sat up. He noticed the bulge in the boy's jeans. He
reached over and grabbed at it, causing the teen to gasp. "Does my
little slave-boy have a problem?" he teased and began massaging the
boy's hard-on. Ozzie moaned. "That feels so good, master."
"Would you like me to make you feel even better?"
"Oh, yes master!"
"Then stand before me and strip. Show me your beautiful body,
slave!"
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