What the Colonel was doing and how he was acting making absolutely no sense and some part of him, however small, knew that, but the greater part of his clouded mind didn't care. His moods were swinging violently from angry to pleasuring, his actions were unprovoked and inappropriate, and he didn't seem to recognize his son. Sure, he saw Alex and knew who he was, but a unreasonable part of him was also seeing Alex as somthing else, an outlet to the torrent he was feeling, and right now Colonel Auturm really didn't care about anything else. Right now, Alex could be an Iraqi insurgent or his mother's killer or a wayward son. It didn't really matter what Alex was doing, the Colonel could find a reason to punish him.
"I said call me Colonel." The man ordered, his tone harsh, as he roughly dug the fingernail of one finger in to the side of Alex's tender walls. Despite the heat of the situation, the Colonel didn't seem very affected as he continued pumping the boy with his fingers. A blank face, a cold stare, nothing more than a thin, unhappy grin as he "punished" the boy. Whether he was enjoying this or not was hard to tell, but the idea of hurting someone, anyone, obviously appealed to him. They would pay... Though just who "they" were wasn't clear. Perhaps it really didn't matter. As far as he was concerned, he'd lost everything, and the whole damn world could pay for it... starting with his son.
"Why do you pull away, boy, when it's so obvious you enjoy it. Weren't you pleasuring yourself this way only a few moment's okay..." The Colonel asked, and it was of note that he hadn't called Alex "son" since he'd entered the room that night. As Alex pulled away, Colonel Autumn was forced to remove his fingers, as he had only one hand to grab to boy with. Climbing on to the bed without hesitation, the Colonel grabbed the boy's wrist roughly and pulled him back. "This will never do... I can't restrain you and punish you all at once... Not with this damn arm... But maybe..." The Colonel muttered, more to himself than Alex. Thinking quickly, he moved so that his knee was on Alex's back and with his good hand began to undo his belt. Within moments he had it off and managed to loop it around one of the boy's wrists before pulling it to the other wrist and trying to tie it off, no small feat for a man with one good arm.

Alex finally felt tears come to his eyes. Sure, he was in pain, but that's not what brought the tears. The tears were from the feeling of being betrayed and the fact that the man who was hurting and invading him was his father. It was much more than he expected for when he heard that the man would be different now. The boy's fingers tried to keep a tight grip onto the edge of the bed but he was no match against a war hero, even if he did only have one working hard. The Colonel was strong enough to overpower the boy even if he was armless. He continued to try to fight him off, throwing his hands about when the belt was being tied, making the man's job much harder than it should have been. At one quick slip, he moved his hands to the wrong spot, allowed the man easy access to get his hands tied together. Once he felt his wrists side by side, he looked to them and tried with all his might to pull them apart. Without the use of his hands, the boy would be completely vulnerable.

"Da--- Colonel..." He corrected himself, "I'm sorry... I'm sorry if I've disappointed you. I'm sorry I'm not want you want me to be." He really wasn't completely sure himself as to what he was apologizing to, but he figured that if he did so then there was a change that he'd be let free. "Please... Let me go... I'm sorry if you're hurt... but I didn't do anything!" He didn't actually pick up on the fact that the man didn't call him son because he was too afraid to even pick up every word that the man said.

Seeing the tears and hearing the pleads, Deakon finally knew that he couldn't just sit back and watch. Alex was in trouble and he had to protect him, whether it meant hurting the boy's father or not. He lurked forward a step until he growled deeply. After crouching down low, the canine then lunged up, aiming to bite at the man's good arm to get him to let the boy go.

The Colonel paused once the boy's wrists were tied, though it was hard to say whether he was admiring his handiwork or thinking of his son's tears. He finally meet eyes with the boy, but his dark, lifeless eye didn't seem register any sort of emotion. A slight hesitation was the only sign of any sort of feeling at all and even that was very short lived. "You're not sorry yet, boy... But you will be." The man promised, seeming to straighten and grow bolder at hearing his title. If there had been any emotion here, the loss of the term "dad" quickly killed it. Eyepatch in place, the man seemed more threatening than he ever had before. It gave him a wild, unusual look that seemed to make him darker. "Didn't do anything? So, now you're calling me a liar, are you? We'll see about that!" Colonel Autumn roared, backslapping the boy. He pulled back for another swing when he heard a growl from behind him.
Turning about, he saw Deakon lunge. He had just enough time to bring up his forearm before the dog landed on him, his death burying in to his arm. Fortunately, he had quickly managed to position the arm so that the teeth did not sink in to any important nerves or artiries. More luck than skill, but he didn't pause to think about. The next second, he'd brought his hand down on the dog's head and landed a sound, if somewhat off-balance kick to the dog's side with his good leg. "Damn dog!" He hissed, his eyes blurred with fury. He wouldn't lose another arm... He'd never let anyone take anything from him again... Ever.

"Deakon!" Alex called out quickly when he saw the dog bite his father and get kicked off to the side. He really didn't want the canine to get involved, but dogs have a mind of their own. He watched as blood flew then the dog scurried across the room in pain. He stayed his ground from there however and just growled quietly, blood dripping from his mouth. Alex had never seen him like that and it actually scared him a bit. Luckily, Alex would never have to feel those teeth in his own flesh since Deakon was so protective of him.

When he looked away from the dog, his eyes shifted over to the man, knowing now more than ever that he'd be enraged. He tried hard to curl himself up so he could protect his exposed lower half, unsure of how far the man would really go. "Please... Don't do anything to me. I don't want this. I just want to go to bed." He was quiet for a moment. "O...Or if you let me go... I'll help you get your arm wrapped up. You don't want to lose another arm from letting it get infected." He hoped to threatened him with the idea of losing his other arm so that he'd want to leave the boy alone to take care of it.

The Colonel actually sneered at the dog and grinned when he he fell to the side. "You'll learn your place too, dog... Things are going to change around here." He promised as he held his injured arm to his chest, cursing. It certainly wasn't the worst injury he had ever received and as he heard Alex's voice he seemed forget about it. He had something much more important on his fogged mind. "I know a little something about injuries, boy. I have a good hour until I have to worry about infection... And I doubt this will take that long... When I'm done, you'll fix it." It wasn't a question. It was clear that Colonel Autumn was resolute in what he planned to do to Alex, no matter how dark or twisted it might be.
Certain that the dog was out of commisson for now, the Colonel crawled up the bed to Alex.
"Why are you so timid? I thought you wanted this? Wasn't that why you were playing with that toy and watching this." The Colonel asked as he reached down and picked up the laptop from the floor. Steading the computer on the side table, he hit play. The acts of the two naked men were in full swing now and their erotic cries and grunts filled the room. "Make up your mind, boy." The man hissed, reaching down and harshly grabbing the boy's dick, paying little mind to the hands shielding it. "This is what you wanted, isn't it?" His voice was cruel, but his eyes remained dead-pan.

"N...No! I mean... Yes... But No!" His mind quickly shifted around the idea. He really did want to see what it felt like to be with someone... to no longer be a virgin, but at the same time, he didn't want his first time to be with his father. No, he didn't want any time to be with the man. "You can't do this! You're my father! Its not right!" He whined quietly when the hand squeezed his cock, finding that not only was it uncomfortable, it hurt badly. He was already sensitive there because before the man had come in, he was actually quite close to his climax. In the time that he had been struggling, his body calmed a bit, but he was still hard.

His eyes then glanced over to the video on his computer, seeing the two boys deep in their intimate moment. Alex bit his bottom lip softly, finding it hard to take his eyes away. The once invading hand upon his member now actually felt a bit good as he found himself lost in the video. Only a second later, the boy started to move his hips around, trying to get the hand to pleasure him, but once he caught himself, he stopped completely and moved his eyes to the man. "You know... if you do anything with me... It'll make you gay as well. I don't think people would like to know the honorable Colonel Autumn was a homo all along." He hoped to make the man angry only in attempt to get him to stop.

"Yes, no, yes, no... You're as shifty as a pack of school girls. I raised my son to be a man. Act like it!" He ordered, increasing the pressure of his hand on Alex's cock with a thin, wicked grin that seemed to promise more to come. "Not right? Not right!? What the hell is right? Is it right for me to lose my wife, so young, so loving, only to be left with an ungrateful, lieing, little brat? Is it right for me to serve my country for 25 years and be dumped for a desk in reward for the most heroic act of your life? Is it right to be willing to lay down your life for your country, to want to die by your men, only to be left a feeble, old cripple? Is it right for a man to lose his arm, his leg, his EYE? Is that right?" The Colonel shouted, his grip increasing with each sentence and his one eye growing wide and wild. "You're disrespected me, boy... It's right for me to punish you."
His mood swung drastically back from crazed rage to calm taunter as he noticed the boy's hips moving against his hand and that his eyes were locked on the two lovers on the computer screen. He smirked. "So, you do like it then?" He muttered as he flicked the head of Alex's cock with his thumb. His face darkened at the boy's last words, recalling a time in his youth when he'd told a close friend about his attraction towards men. The friend had laughed it off, thinking it a joke, but the local bully, who had overheard, had beat the living crap out of him. Three weeks from then, when the bully tried to blackmail him, Autumn had returned the favor in kind and their had been no more of it. He'd never mentioned his feelings again, to anyone, and had never acted upon them. Now that was changing. "No, I doubt they would... But unless you don't like having your dick attached to your hips, then I would suggest that no one ever hears of this." The man threatened, glaring at the boy. Angry now for the boy's attempts to assuage him, he choose a new tactic... Humilation. Choosing a particularly erotic film for the boy, he turned up the volume, clicked play and returned his hand to Alex's dick, this time circling its head with his thumb before frantically pumping it up and down, his grip hard and rough. He did this boy about twenty seconds, before coming to abrupt stop, his hand still on the boy's dick. He'd let the boy show his own colors. After all, how could it be rape if the boy wanted it? And he doubted that he could remain still very long now. "Well, if you don't want it, then I guess I'll stop. After all, you don't like me touching you... right?" He taunted, the sounds from the now three men in the background filling the room.

Once again Alex was silent as he listened to his father go on a rant. He of course felt horrible for the man and everything he went through, but he still didn't think it was fair that he was getting the blow from all the pent up rage. He also didn't like how his father told him to act like a man. Alex knew he was very feminine and often acted like a girl, but he couldn't help it. It's just part of who he was. "Maybe I'd act more like a man if I actually had a man around to learn from." He muttered quietly before he felt the hand growing a tighter and tighter grip on him.

Soon enough everything went all at once. He felt the hand jacking him off quickly and heard the groans of the porno in the background. It was all too much. Unable to control himself, he closed his eyes and groaned out. His tied up hands clenched into fists, not trying in any way to stop the man from what he was doing. Unfortunately, it ended only seconds too early. His cock twitched a few times even after the hand stopped, longing for those last couple of pumps to be able to release his load. The boy opened his eyes once again to look at the man and then the porno again. The Colonel now had the boy controlled. Alex was now horny and wanting more, no matter what it meant. He let a soft groan out as he started to roll his hips then finally did something he didn't think that he would ever do. "Please dad... Don't stop..." He spoke very quietly, almost unable to even be heard. He moved his joined hands down to the head of his erection and gently ran his fingers over it, quivering at the touches. "I... I'm so close." As he watched the computer, he started to wonder what it would have been like if a guy his own age would have fucked him. He longed for it every time he watched one of his erotic videos, but it never came. All he could ever do was pleasure himself and pretend his toys were another man.

"You'll learn something soon enough, you little maggot." The Colonel growled, clearly not happy with Alex's words. He had always felt bad for being so absent in Alex's live, but he'd had a duty to perform and his country needed him. He had thought that Alex understood that. Besides, despite his absence, he had been fairly confident that he was a decent father... or had been anyway. But his thoughts were soon turned to more erotic thoughts as he watched Alex respond to his touch.
The Colonel watched the scene before him with a twisted smile, a strange gleam in his single eye as he saw how readily the boy gave himself over to his touch. Oh, how close he had been to his climax. How much that must hurt, to have it halted so abruptly... and for the second time in a row... As he squirmed, moving his hips against his father's hand, Colonel Autumn remained still, letting the boy suffer... letting the scene raise his hardening cock a bit. Oh, this was good.
Alex's body was betraying him. The humilation... Oh, this was great.
And then the boy begged him not to stop. Oh, it was priceless. He was silent a while, letting the boy pleasure himself for a bit in his desperate effort to release. Finally, the Colonel choice to give in. He had the boy now. Once he released, there was no way he could refuse to help the Colonel with his own growing erection. "Call me Colonel, damn it... Or I'll stop again." The man ordered before slowly returning to his work, stroking the boy up and down, but this time slow and easy. He knew the boy had pleasured himself before, but he wanted this to be the best ever... So that Alex would know, without a doubt, who he belonged to. With a few, frantic pumps it would all be over, but the Colonel kept his pace painfully slow. "Get it on my uniform and you're dead, kid." He warned before squeezing the boy's cock roughly and upping his fast, now pumping the boy hard and fast. It wouldn't be long now. Usually, another person in his situation would have leant tongue or mouth to the endeavor, but the Colonel was not that sort of person. To him, that was submissive... Though he didn't see any reason why Alex shouldn't be forced to do it. He kept that in mind as he pumped frantically at his son, the groans in the background seeming to intensify as the other men reached their own climaxes. "Admit that you like it, boy... Say it... You like it when I touch you this way, don't you?"

Alex refused to look to his man. He felt that if he kept his eyes on the video then he could imagine that he was in their position and not under his father's will. He very clearly heard the man asking him of his opinion over what was happening, but he was not going to answer him, not with words at least. Instead, he just groaned softly. He hated how he kept getting a mixture of pain and pleasure, but he was happy that there was least pleasure included. Only a second later, his eyes shifted over to his dad although he really didn't want to. He couldn't help but admire his father's feathers. He really was a handsome man, even if he was beaten up and crazed. Or... perhaps it was just his hormones going crazy that made him feel that way.

His eyes shifted again but this time they went to the corner of the room where he caught eyes with his pet. The dog had been watching them closely but instead of being protective, he was curious as to what was going on. He could tell Alex wasn't hurting anymore and that he was actually enjoying himself. The dog then felt strange as he turned his head and gently licked at his own groin. Alex didn't think too much into it, just thinking he was being a dog cleaning himself like dogs did sometimes.

Only seconds later, Alex closed his eyes tightly as his body stiffened. He felt a strong rush of pleasure, stronger than he had ever felt, swiftly moving through his body as a pure white liquid burst from his body in a few powerful squirts. He wasn't aiming, nor did he know where his milk landed. All he could do was rest back and pant softly as he came down from his climax. "F...Fuck..." He said quietly, happy that he finally came.

It didn't take Alex long to final cum, as his father had expected. The boy was already on the edge when he had come in and now... Well, judging by the copious amounts of white liquid gushing from his son, he was in a pretty, damn good mood. Not that the Colonel cared what mood he was in. The boy was satisfied, but that only meant that he'd be a bit more welcoming when the main course came, or at least his body would. As the boy climaxed, the Colonel stepped back, careful not stain his uniform. Soldier to the heart, after all. He didn't bother cleaning Alex up, immediately turning focus to his own needs.
Unzipping his pants, he present his 10-inch package to the boy with no reservation or embarrassement. He considered just sticking it up Alex's ass right then and there, but some fatherly part of him, however small and locked away that part was at the moment, knew that it should be well lubed first... and what better to do that with than Alex's own mouth... right? The Colonel grinned, paying no attention to the dog in the corner. For all he was considered, Alex and himself were the only to people on the planet right now. The rest could be damned, for all he cared.
"You enjoyed what I did to, eh? Well, it's only fair you return the favor. After all, I didn't raise my boy to be selfish." The Colonel taunted with a smile and a wicked gleam in his single eye as he moved forward, fully exposing his large cock to the boy's eyes. He figured, if Alex did anything, he'd try to relieve him with his hands first... but the Colonel had other plans in mind. "Your turn."

Alex slowly opened his eyes to look over at the man. The small eyes were soon large when he saw that he was standing there in all his glory. The boy couldn't believe what he was seeing. His eyes shifted from the man's face to his manhood and back a couple of times. He had never seen another man's cock in real life before and actually found it fascinating. He even forgot that it belonged to his father because it was so beautiful. He wanted to touch it. He felt no obligation to having to touch it. Slowly, the boy moved over to the Colonel then reached out to the magnificent organ. His fingers glided over the side slowly. He did indeed assume since he was told it was his turn that he was expected to give him a hand job.

The boy moved a bit closer then sat back on his legs as he slowly wrapped his fingers around the cock, never taking his eyes off of it. Once he got a good feel for the larger size, he started to move his hand up and down on it in a slow rhythm. He was definitely feel more open to messing around with this man now that he had his chance to reach his own climax. "H...How's that?" He asked quietly then bit onto his lower lip softly. He almost actually felt that he should pleasure his father because it would make him happy and proud of him.

Deakon was curious as to what happened so he got to his feet then went over to the bed. He sniffed around at the white substance that came from his master until he started to lap it up from the bed. Alex didn't even notice what the dog was doing behind him.

Colonel Autumn grinned at Alex's reaction as his eyes fell on his larger than average manhood. He was unaware that Alex had never seen one in real life before, assuming that since he was guy he must have had a boyfriend or several, but his response told him otherwise. So the boy was a virgin, was he? Excellent. That would make this all the more fun when the main stage rolled around. "Like it, do you?" The man asked harshly, that taunting tone never leaving his cold voice as he watched the boy reach out to touch him.
The Colonel shivered as Alex placed his small hands on his large cock and he closed his eye for a second. It had been so long... Not since Laura's death. Before this, Autumn had been a faithful husband, even beyond death. He simply couldn't imagine himself loving another enough to ever do it again... But this was a completely new field now.
He grunted as the boy continued his work and his dick began to harden, but it wasn't enough. Humiliation... He needed Alex to feel that, the same sort of humilation Autumn felt every day now, every time some noticed his limp, mentioned his eyepatch, or tried to shake his hand. It was of a different sort, of course, but it would have the same effect. Hurt.
"That... That's good... But it's not enough... Your mouth... Do it." He ordered, leaving no room for protest. After all, even with one arm, the boy was bound and could be easily overtaken and forced to it anyway. As he said this, the Colonel looked up and noticed Deakon. He seemed disgusted and then smirked. "Your dog's a bitch." He muttered vaguely. Well, his dog was a lot like Alex now.

Alex finally looked up at the man as his hand stopped. He knew perfectly well by what he wanted him to do with his mouth, but he only knew because of the videos he watched before. He didn't know if he could do it though. It was one thing if he just used his hand to pleasure the man, but his mouth made it a lot more personal and sexual. He then heard what the man said about his dog. At first he was confused then he looked to where the dog had been at first then found him leaning against the bed behind him, licking up the mess he made. Alex narrowed his eyes then pushed the dog away. "Stop that. Its gross. Go lay down."

The dog looked at him then did as was told and took his place in the corner of the room again. He wasn't really sure why he was being told to go away but he wouldn't go against his master's wishes.

Alex looked back over at his father and sighed quietly. "I... I don't know if I can..." He said softly before he started to move his hand over the cock again, really not minding giving him the hand job. "I really don't want to move that fast... This is the first time I've done anything and I'm still getting used to it." Without realizing that he admitted it, he told his father that he was willing to actually go farther than just a hand job, but was just taking his time.

The Colonel watched the boy's reaction to his request with a measure of surprise. He hadn't expected him to accept this so readily, but here he was holding his cock and realistically considering giving him a blowjob... without even being forced... Well, not entirely forced, anyway. Perhaps there was more to this new, injured look than he had given credit. After all, he'd always been a rather handsome that, he had no problem admitting that without seeming arrogant. Even at the age of 43, he was smooth, toned, and well-defined, with dark hair not a noticable wrinkle to be seen. In fact, the only gray in his hair was a thin strip of almost white hair at his left temple, another mark of that day. Some men went all white in the face of terror, Colonel Autumn only had a thin strip... That was something to his character, no doubt.
He chuckled without mirth at the boy's antics with his dog, more amused that really happy at the seen. Boy, that was a strange dog. He never noticed it before though. Still, the dog wasn't his and he wasn't here all the time, so maybe he just hadn't been around enough to take notice before. It was impressive how the dog obeyed Alex, though... Which reminded him a dull throbbing his left forearm. He'd have to remember to deal with that when this was over.
"You can, and you will. This isn't about getting you used to it, this is punishment... Or had you forgotten that?" He growled and, without warning, reached out with his good hand and grabbed Alex by his blue-black hair. This wasn't the way to go about this, he knew, but he didn't care. Knowing he wouldn't give in so easily, Autumn pinched Alex's nose as he pulled him down to his cock. When he had to open for air, the Colonel forced his mouth on his head. 10 inches was a lot, but with little hesitation he rammed a good four or five in to the boy's mouth in the first pump with no care for his well being. "Suck it... Now, soldier!" He ordered, his mind fogging. His thoughts were scattered and he was having trouble focusing. Part of his was watching Alex suck his cock, but another part was somewhere else. Over the loud, erotic sounds of the porno, which had now included a fourth man, he could hear gun fire... He looked about, but his one, good eye could spot no enemies.