Be Careful What You Dream For

 

I never thought I would write story for Eunuch Archive, let alone a mostly true story (characters and events have been condensed). It all happened so fast. I was a middle aged divorced male, white, 5’8’, 165 lbs. I have two wonderful children. I raised them alone after my wife left because she decided she didn’t want to be married. Before I was married I had many girlfriends and a few after I was divorced. I though being gay was repulsive.

That suddenly changed within the last eighteen months. It started with the Internet, as many things do today. I was always a fan of porn and the Internet made it readily available. Never went to any web pages that you had to pay for though. I loved to look at pictures but especially loved to read the stories. Cannibalism stories fascinated me, and I read as many as I could find. Somewhere along that time I found the Eunuch Archive. These stories truly turned me on. I fantasized about being a eunuch or nullo. In one bulletin entry I found a reference to the Extreme Genital Modification Page. This was great. I was becoming more and more turned on by looking at men. I was also becoming obsessed with always being naked while at home. I began completely shaving my body except head hair.

I then became so bold as to put pictures of my body on the Extreme web page with a profile that I wished to be a nullo or castrated. Then it started to get serious. I found myself thinking about what it would be like to be screwed my another man, what it would be like to suck another man’s dick and swallow. When I jacked off I often ate my own come. I decided I wasn’t ready to be castrated and became interested in the large balls and dicks the pumpers had modified. I sent messages to several and one responded. This was the beginning.

We switched to meeting online privately. He showed me how to use a web cam and for the first time I was showing my naked body to another man in live action. This led to him leading me through ordering pumping supplies and starting to pump my dick and balls. I was now obsessed with having huge balls and a huge dick and was getting there. My balls were large and I loved it. Something else was happening at this time, he asked me to jack-off for him and I did. I kept jacking off whenever he asked me. He led me to the pumper’s page, where the chat room has a live cam feed. Now I was showing my package to a chat room of total strangers. It was fantastic; I had never felt so turned on.

The conversation started to be more about gay sex. I found my self-asking to be fucked. I wanted my balls to be pumped large and then I wanted to be fucked. I could just feel those big dicks fucking me. He invited me to his town. He said we could pump and he would help with saline injections, which would make my balls really huge. I wanted this and I wanted to put pictures on the web page so others could see me. I was following a path that would change me forever.

My new friend showed me dildo’s he had on hand. He said we could try these. One was shaped like a large dogs dick. This I found very interesting. I looked up bestiality stories on the net and became turned on by the idea. My friend mentioned slave master relationship and having read many stories in the Archives I was turned on with the though of being a slave. Things were escalating. I dreamed of being in a dog collar and leash and nothing else. I dreamed of being fucked and sucking dick. And really strange I dreamed of being held by a large dog and fucked by a dog. These dreams were closer than I could imagine.

My friend invited me to his city and amazingly I accepted. Me the straight stud who never even thought about gay things until the last year. I made arrangements for a suite and took some vacation time. I brought my pumping equipment and lots of rubbers. I was finally going to get fucked. How much and by how many I could not have guessed.

I arrived and we met at a restaurant. We had dinner then we went to his condo. He had a partner who was not home at the time. After some conversation we got down to the nitty gritty. We both had seen each other naked many times on the web cam but this was up close and personal. He was hairy but not too much as compared to my totally smooth look. After we were naked we immediately set our pump session. I was totally hard and could barely fit in the pumping tube. We pumped for a few hours till we were pretty large. It was great to have someone besides myself massage my balls during the breaks.

I was harder than I have ever been. At one point we were very close, as need be, when he leaned over and kissed me. A man had never kissed me before it was frightening but I began to love it. For the first time in my life I was the passive party, I was the bitch. Our tongues intertwined, it was wonderful. The next thing I knew he was pushing me gently down his chest, I licked and sucked his nipples, he groaned as I moved on down. Then it was there, my first dick up close. I licked it, the taste was not gross. I took it in my mouth; it was so smooth and silky. I liked the pre-come and tasted it on my tongue. Finally I sucked it; I took as much as I could in my mouth. I did the things I know I like. I licked the under side right behind the head. Slowly I sucked and licked until, again for the first time, another man came in my mouth. I swallowed it all, it tasted great. I felt this was right for me.

I stood up and we kissed more. His hairy body against mine felt wonderful. We went back to pumping until we were both huge. The rest of the evening we relaxed and talked. He said tomorrow things would get serious. I arrived early the next day. He took me to the living room and said take off all your clothes, which I love to do anyway. After I was naked he walked behind me and placed leather studded dog collar around my neck. This would be all I would wear that day and many other days. A leash was hooked and I was led to the bedroom where we pumped up for the day to come.

It was that afternoon, after we pumped, he hugged and kissed me again and gently led me to the bed. On the nightstand was plenty of lube. He laid me on my back on the bed. He lifted my legs and lubed my ass. I had never had anyone’s fingers up my ass before, it felt good. He placed my legs on his shoulders and his dick at my ass hole. Ever so slowly he entered my ass. It was a little painful at first but it felt so good I quickly became adjusted. Slowly he pumped me, I came on my stomach without being touched. I know this was right for me. He picked up speed as I became more comfortable. We both were moaning as I began to feel his cock swell, when I realized he hadn’t put on a condom. I didn’t care at this point. Then he moaned loudly, thrust hard and he came in me. I was amazed I could feel him coming in me. He stayed in me and held me for a while. I loved the feel of his hairy body on mine.

His partner was coming home that evening and I was in for more new experiences. I was naked all day except for my collar and leash. My friend helped me shave my body, reaching places I could never get to, my back and ass hole. It was a great feeling, I was hard constantly. My huge balls hanging out bouncing against my thighs was so great. I found it very erotic that my friend was dressed while I stayed naked. His partner came home to find me naked and leashed. While he wasn’t as interested in me as my friend, he was very nice. After dinner we went on-line to the Pumpers page with the live cams.

There we showed ourselves and pumped along with others. Many liked my smooth look and when during a pump break some noticed I was semi hard asked me to jerk off. I was too shy but my friend took charge and much to the delight of everyone watching he jerked me off, another first for me. I though my dick would burst it was so hard. We signed off and moved to the bed. My friend again gently pushed me downward, I took the hint and moved to his dick and began to suck. As I was doing this my ass was naturally in the air and soon I felt lube being applied as his partner slowly eased his dick into my ass hole. I was being fucked at both ends and loving it.

They both picked up speed and finally thrust into me and held me tight as they both came in me seconds apart. Again we forgot the condoms but who cared it felt so good. I could feel and taste the come. I spent the next day naked with my collar while we pumped till our dicks and balls were so big we couldn’t have fit them in any of our underwear. In one weekend I went from a heterosexual man with children and some fantasies to a naked, gay, bottom, that had been fucked from both ends and loved it. I couldn’t wait to get back the next weekend. My friend had some new things in store.

Finally the next weekend rolled around and I drove to my friend’s city. I didn’t bother with a hotel room this time. As soon as I entered the door off came my clothes and on went the collar. After dinner he said he had a big surprise for me. We were going out! Since I was naked it might be a problem. My friend had this solved. He put a graduation type gown on me. The collar and leash still showed as he led me to the car. We pulled up in front of a gay bar. My first time in a gay bar and I was basically naked and being led around on a leash. I should have said naked because as soon as we entered the gown came off. I was totally naked in a roomful of gay men. I was also totally erect, almost painful I was so hard. With my pumped up balls I was freakish. I was also very popular. Everyone was touching me as my friend, or should I now say it “Master” led me through the crowd. God I was turned on. We sat a table in the back as my Master talked quietly to many of the patrons. After a while he pulled my leash and we went to a special room in the back. It had a padded table in the middle with some towels and a bottle of lube. I was laid on the table and my Master rubbed me down then lubed my ass.

Then men started entering the room four and five at a time. I was fucked on my back flipped over and fucked on my stomach doggie style (which I liked the best). While I was being fucked dicks were stuck in my mouth and I sucked till my jaw hurt, swallowing loads of come in all flavors. Of the dicks in my ass some had condoms some did not. All I knew was come was running out all over my ass. I came several times by men jerking me off while they fucked me. I have no idea how many men fucked or I sucked that night but I was very sore. My Master, in anticipation, was thoughtful enough to have brought a diaper since I no longer could hold anything in my stretched ass hole. We went back to his house where he cleaned me in the shower gave me a big kiss and put me to bed.

The next day since my ass hole was already stretched my Master tried the dog dildo on me. It was very long but the knot just would not go in, it was too big even for my used ass hole. The length and strange shape did feel good. We pumped again, I can’t get over my huge balls, and I returned home sore but satisfied. I couldn’t wait to get back the next weekend.

The weekend started the same, enter strip, collar. After dinner the gown was put on and in the car we went. This time we drove out into the countryside. We pulled into a long drive leading to a secluded house. This was a friend of my Master, we left the robe in the car and I was led naked to the house. We entered and sat for some small talk. After a while my Master’s friend said let’s get started and I was led into a large den type room where I saw him. Him was a large dog. I don’t think he was a pure bred anything just a large dog like a Rotweiler or something. Buster was his name. I was placed over a small padded bench in the middle of the room, resting on my stomach my ass sticking out. The Master’s friend rubbed something on my balls and ass. As soon as he opened the jar the dog perked up and smelled the air. “Buster” moves to me and began to lick my balls and ass. I was rock hard at the thought of what was going to happen. My master slipped his hand between the dog and me and lubed my ass hole. It was going to happen, after all the stories I read and videos I watched on the Internet that turned me on so much I was about to fucked by a dog.

You cannot imagine how good it feels when the dog lays on your back with his very warm and furry body. It is like a living blanket. My own dick was about to explode when the dog’s owner lined the dog’s dick up with my ass. I want to tell you it is not very easy to be fucked by a dog. Their dick keeps slipping out as they hump very fast. With a little help from the dog’s owner he managed to keep the dog’s dick pumping in me pretty well. It is a fantastic feeling because the dog moves so fast and generates so much heat. My ass hole kept trying to suck the dog dick in me and keep it. Remember I could not take the canine dildo’s knot so I thought no way a real dogs knot would fit. However with the owners pushing and the knot being slightly smaller combined with plenty of lube the knot went in me.

You might not know this but after it enters the bitch it sort of turns sideways to stay in. It didn’t hurt for it to do this but there was no way it would come out without ripping me apart. Just after the knot turned and locked the dog in me, the dog began to come. It was more than I could have dreamed, it thinner that people come, and it just kept squirting. I felt so full. The dog then turned around swiveling his dick in me till we were ass to ass. I had to stay this way for about thirty minutes till the knot turned around and the dog could break lose out of my ass. The dog come then gushed out of my ass for about a minute and a half. I was so satisfied and happy. I hoped to do this again many times. It was especially great when the dog licked my dick and ass clean.

We alternated situations like these for several months, it was great. I had huge balls, was regularly fucked and I loved sucking dicks. But things were about to change and this is why this story is in the Eunuch Archive. It started a few months ago; I was living a regular life in my town and my weekends in my Masters city getting fucked and pumping. I began to feel soreness in my balls. They became very sensitive. I finally had to see an urologist. I chose to find a doctor in another city since my new lifestyle may have factored in to my problem. As luck would have it the doctor turned out to be gay and was very understanding.

The catch was my sore balls had nothing to do with my life style. It was a congenial birth defect something about my cords being tensioned. He said it was amazing that it didn’t bother me before. My balls were not getting enough circulation and constant pain would be the result. It would be like being kicked in the balls all the time. The remedies are heavy use of pain killing drugs with their side effects or double orchiectomy (take out my balls). They could put fake balls back in my sack so I would not look different and I could take testosterone to keep my masculinity. I thought about this and discussed it with my Master. Remember at the beginning of my saga reading about castration was a turn on for me. Now I had to make a choice give up the huge balls I get from pumping or constant pain. I decided to give up my balls.

Now the decision was how, when and where. The doctor was great he understood my dilemma and would help in anyway. The only way he was allowed to operate was thru the abdomen and besides that was the only way to remove my cords which were the real problem anyway. The doctor helped big time in two ways. First, he agreed to save my balls and return them to me even though it is against medical rules. He also contacted a plastic surgeon in the gay community to remove my sack and make me smooth below my dick. It helped that the urologist owned his own clinic with a surgical suite. I scheduled the surgery and took a months vacation and sick leave. Another handy thing was since it was a medical necessity to remove my balls my insurance was paying for it. The doctors agree to manage the plastic surgeons fees in the bill to insurance. My Master agreed to help me recover. My children thought it was hernia surgery.

Now I come to today, two months later. I am officially a eunuch. My stitches are gone and were my balls used to be is a fine little scar with still a little redness. My Master and I decided no hormones. My dick has already shrunk to the size of a big clit, no more fucking for me (like the look however, just a little button at the top of my groin). My hips are rounder and easier for my Master and others (including the dog) to grip. And another part I really, really like is my little breasts. They are so pretty. My nipples have gotten much bigger and I get so turned on when they are sucked. It is much easier to keep hair off my body since it has stopped growing dark and coarse. My whole body seems more sensitive. My weight has dropped to about 140 lbs. If I wear something tight I have the body of a girl.

I still live and go to work in my city. Nobody knows my secret, they think I was sick and lost weight. I wear baggy clothes to work. On the weekends I go to my masters. I am still naked and collared as soon as I enter. He still likes to fuck me and I like to suck him. We go to the gay bar about once a month, where they really like to feel me up. I don’t think as many want to fuck me as before. I must look too much like a girl now. I would like to dress like a girl but my Master pretty much keeps me naked so clothes aren’t necessary. I really love more than ever being fucked by the dog (or dogs I should say there have been more since the first). I do sometimes miss my pumped up dick. I can come rubbing my nubbin dick but it’s not the same. I don’t get that feeling when the come shoots out. But other sensations make up for it.

So that’s my story up to now. I started out being turned on by eunuch stories, moved to pumping and big balls and being fucked. Then in a round about way ended up a real gay eunuch and loving it. I want to get pictures posted on some web page soon so everyone can enjoy me.

Oh by the way, my Master brought my balls home in a jar and prepared them, then sautéed them and I ate one the he ate the other. Tasted good had the consistency of liver but was a delight anyway. I only regret I could only eat them once.

Thanks for sharing my saga.

Afternoon Castration

Placing Castration Bands with Elastrator

Castrated. Damn…hard to believe, but it happened, sure as shit it did, and I’ll never forget that slice of the knife as long as I live. Nope, that is imbedded in my brain like it was yesterday.

It all started over a girl, like a lot of things I suppose. My girl. The boy’s name was Dakota Jennings, and he went after my girl and she fell for the bastard and I don’t know why. But after she dumped me, I was mad as hell, and when you are mad and a horny teenager and missing the senor prom because some jerkwad has stolen your girl then sometimes you do what has to be done.

Now, I wasn’t stupid. I knew enough for example not to try to capture the bastard by myself, because he was one hell of a strong kid and I sure as hell knew enough to know that. He was a swimmer, with that perfect body of a developing adolescent and the real truth was that I envied him. He was a jock, plain and simple, while I was a lanky 130 pound 18 year old with a pencil dick. I had acne too; not too extreme I suppose but still there non-the-less, and I grew my hair long and it covered my ears. Dakota on the other hand had that clean cut short hair all American look that pissed me off, and which the girls seemed to craze. He had perfect blue eyes and a perfect orthodontic smile and a set of six-pac abs, and along with all that he had perfect grades, and I hated him.

He and I had shared a senior gym class, where the jock ruled and I was the laughing stock, and while I hated every minute he seemed to relish it. One thing I knew from that class was that he was hung too, at least in the balls department, and I had seen him in gym enough times to know the kid had a big set of bullocks. Huge would be a better description! God, when he pulled off his jock after sweating through class they literally swung between his legs, like two big plumbs ripe for the picking! I think it was the fact he was so proud of them, and also because of the way they seemed to emphasize his manliness, that I decided to take them. I knew enough to know that once he’d lost is balls his interest in Linda would dry up in a hurry, and from my way of thinking, she’d come back to me once I turned her new boyfriend into a eunuch.

I knew why she had taken a liking to him. Hell, all the girls liked him. And next to Dakota I looked like a boy. For one thing, I was rail thin, and I didn’t have much in the way of the muscle department. I tried to compensate by going over to the EMO look, with my jet black hair and deep brown eyes. I had a tongue piercing, and two earrings in one ear, and I was looking at tats and hoping to get one in the near future. I had been in trouble a few times with the law, did some drugs and got caught at it, and also had ripped off a few homes that only Linda knew about. So, I guess I was a kid going nowhere, while he on the other hand was heading for college and an oh-so-perfect future upper-class life.

It was all so unfair! And, it even went so far as sexual development. At 18 I had two little patches of black hair under each armpit, and another small little patch above my five inch dick, but other than that I was as smooth as a ten year old. My legs were for the most part devoid of hair as well, and there wasn’t even a thin line between my navel and my dick. My chest was totally smooth, and my flat stomach didn’t have a sign of muscle. Shit—to be a senior in high school with a little boy look was embarrassing as hell, and I was certainly humiliated by the way my body was turning out. It didn’t help my balls were small, at least they were next to most of the guys in gym class, and of course I got laughed at regularly. Dakota was a jock, a man in every since of the word, with a big cock and a massive set of nuts and that oh-so-perfect body all guys wish they had. Then, he took my girl, and after that at night I would jerk off my thin cock to the thought of castrating Dakota, and I’d shoot my watery load onto my chest to the fantasy of stealing his nuts. It slowly became an obsession, and I worked out the details, and I was living for the day when I would cut off his nuts and make him envy my balls, as unimpressive as they were.

My plan wasn’t very sophisticated, but from my perspective it didn’t have to be, and I put it in place shortly after the school year had ended. I knew Dakota worked at a burger joint after school, trying to earn money for college, and it didn’t take much to figure out when he worked and more importantly when he got off. I set it up for a Saturday afternoon, as his shift ended, and paid off three guys to get him tied down for me. I didn’t tell them I was gonna castrate the fuckwad, no, I didn’t tell them that. I just told them I wanted to teach him a lesson, to whip his ass with a belt, and I needed him tied down and helpless so I could do it to him. I knew the kids from a YMCA camp my parents had made me go to the previous summer, which had been attended by a few inner city kids that I had gotten to know. They thought it was funny as hell, and for $20 each they grabbed him after he left work and dragged his ass out to the edge of town, at a place we all just called “the pit.” It was next to a catfish pond, and there was a junkyard of sorts there, which included a number of worn out washers, dryers, and even a couple of old refrigerators. The place was abandoned, except on occasion a guy would take his girl there to park, or to smoke some weed. But for the most part nobody went there, and I knew on a Saturday afternoon it would almost certainly be unattended.

After they had kidnapped him, they drove back into town and gave me a call, and I left immediately and drove right out to the spot where they had left him planning to do the deed. When I arrived they had tied the nineteen year old jock over an oven that somebody had tossed in the dump, so his two ankles were tied to the front legs and he was bent over it, his arms tied to the oven door handle on the other side. He was already naked when I got there, his big bullocks, heated by the sun, hanging down towards his knees and swinging as he struggled. To me, they were just hanging there waiting, waiting for me and the knife. I had brought my Gerber just for the purpose, and it was razor sharp and I knew his balls would be no match for the steel. I wore a stocking cap I had, with holes for the eyes, nose, and mouth, and I knew that with it on he would not be able to identify me. As I walked up to him, and he tuned and saw me, initially he started to beg me to untie him. But then he took in the mask I was wearing, and at that point he was smart enough to know that letting him go wasn’t in the plan. I saw his eyes go really wide then and that’s when he went crazy and jerked against every rope that held him.

I looked at his pile of clothes, and decided to go through his pockets. For one thing, taking his cash I figured would perhaps make the authorities think a robbery had been the main intention, but as luck would have it there was less than twenty bucks in his billfold. There was a nice picture of Linda thought, and in his right side pocket of his jeans was a lubricated rubber, and on the package it said: “Ribbed for Her Pleasure.” Right then that’s when I got the idea to fuck him. I had never fucked a guy in my entire life, never wanted to for that matter, but as I saw him bent over and his legs spread, his hole seemed to wink at me. I hadn’t fucked anything but my five-fingered friend for more than two months, ever since my girlfriend had dumped me for the jock now tied before me, and suddenly his hole looked inviting in a way I can’t really describe. I know for certain my dick went rock hard, and I figured it wouldn’t take that long and I’d enjoy nutting him a lot more after I had fucked his hole and shot my wad as I emptied my balls.

I took out the rubber, and when he saw it in my hand he went crazy then, and was jerking and straining so hard every muscle in his perfect body was pulling against the ropes that were spreading him wide and forcing him to open his hole as if he was begging for it. He started screaming for help, and I knew right then it was well past time to shut him up.

I picked up one of his socks, which was in the pile next to his jeans, and stuffed it into his mouth, and then took some duck tape I had brought and finished the gag. While I didn’t mind him grunting, and I actually enjoyed listening to him, I just didn’t’ seem to think that letting him yell out was all that good of an idea, even though I knew that nobody was around that could hear him. Still, once he was gagged, I was a lot happier. After I had him so he couldn’t yell, that’s when I pulled down my own pants to my knees, and then rolled the ribbed condom over my rock hard dick that was jutting up at the sky. I didn’t really need the condom, but I didn’t think it was too wise to leave a load of sperm in his ass that some enterprising police office might trace to me. Anyway, as soon as I had rolled the rubber on my dick, I moved up against him and prepared to mount him like a whore.

He went even more ballistic, and started thrashing back and forth, and I could see his powerful thighs tense up as he struggled to pinch close his hole and to protect the entrance to his bowels. The condom was lubed, but even so I spit on my latex covered dick to add some more, and then I pushed my dick up against his hole, and then, as I felt the lips of his ass accommodate the head of my teenage dick, I pushed forward and leaned into him. With a slight bit of pressure, I went all the way in then, with a single thrust, until my erection was buried to the hilt and my small bag of nuts were up against his ass.

He tossed his head back and grunted in shame, and that’s when I smiled and started to fuck him. Each thrust slammed into his prostate, and that made him grunt, and the ribbed condom really stimulated his hole and I could tell he didn’t like it. I hadn’t said anything to him, nothing at all, and he had no idea who was fucking him, or even why. Still, I fucked him, and I savored every single second I was pounding his hole. He grunted and struggled and jerked and tried to twist, but no matter what he did it made no difference. I loved feeling his struggles, and that only made me increase my thrusting, and soon I was slamming my cock in and out of his ass, and I wanted to laugh as he took it like a woman. His hole was tight, very tight, and his body temperature warmed my pole almost exactly like a woman’s pussy. He was a hot fuck, yes he was, and I fucked him like he was my girlfriend, fast and deep, and soon my balls were churning and I knew I was going to shoot my wad.

I would have loved to fuck him for a long time, but I didn’t want to put off his castration any longer than necessary, and I wasn’t trying to make him feel good either. That said, I did slow down though, just before I shot, long enough to take out my Gerber so he could see what I was gonna use to nut him. I laid the open knife right on top of the oven he was tied over, so he could see it there. As he took in the knife, and the razor sharp blade, I started to thrust my cock deep into him again, slamming into him hard enough to rock the oven he was tied to. He was grunting again, right away, and so was I, and then as my balls started to churn again and I prepared to shoot my wad, I whispered into his ear, working hard to disguise my voice as I did so.

As he stared at my knife I said: “You feel my cock? I’m gonna fill you with my sperm, and then I’m gonna use the knife and castrate you. Get ready, cause you can kiss your big balls goodbye. Here comes my wad, right NOW!”

As I said those words I was probably less than a second from ejaculating, and that’s when the oven door came off.

I never saw it coming. One second I was fucking him and about to cum, and he was struggling and grunting as my cock slammed in and out of his hole, and the next he had literally jerked the old oven door completely off of its frame, tearing out the rusted hinges with the power of his desperation. I suppose that the combination of fear of being castrated, along with the humiliation of being fucked, just joined together to give him the strength necessary to tear that oven door off of those hinges.

What I know for certain was that he jerked that oven door straight up, over his head, and since his wrists were still tied to its handle it was almost like it was an extension of his arms. He tossed the big thing right over his head, and it came down and slammed right into the back of my head, hitting me so hard I almost passed out. I staggered, and fell back and as I did my cock popped out of him, and I landed on my ass on the ground. I had no idea what really had happened. I started to get up, and was up on one knee and about to stand when he swung his torso, slamming the entire oven door sideways this time, so that the big steel door struck me right across the left cheek. There was this blinding pain that shot through my jaw, and I hit the ground, hard, the entire sky spinning as I crumpled from the intensity of the blow.

I do not know exactly what happened next, not precisely anyway, but I remember everything was blurred. He managed to get to the knife that was still laying where I had laid it out, right in front of him, and soon he had cut himself free from the ropes that had tied him. I know I saw him doing that, from a somewhat dazed point of view, and I know that I rolled over on my stomach and tried to crawl away from him. I was bleeding out of my mouth, and I noticed when I spit that a couple of teeth had been knocked out of me. The left side of my face was numb, and it was pretty clear that the oven door had done a number on my face. I was desperate to get away, but he picked up that oven door one more time then and slammed it into me, hitting me with it flat on my back right about where my shoulders were. I crumpled like a rag doll then. Still, I never passed out, but I sure as hell was stunned, and as far as being able to fight him that was never in the cards. From the first hit of the oven door, I was at his mercy.

He jumped on my back then, and pulled my two wrists back, behind me, and then he tied them together, so damn tight I thought he was gonna cut the circulation off. Then, after he had done that, he rolled me over, so I was on my back and looking right up at the sky. My jeans and underpants were still at my knees, where I had pulled them down to fuck him, and my cock was still covered with his condom, although my erection had for the most part disappeared at that point. He sat right on top of me, on my thighs, straddling me, and that’s when he ripped off his gag and spit out the socks I had forced in his mouth. Then, he reached down and pulled my hooded stocking cap off of my face.

As he took in who I was he said “FUCK! FUCK ME! YOU! OH FUCK MAN, YOU ARE DEAD MEAT! DEAD! YOU HERE ME! YOU ARE A FUCKING DEAD MAN TANNER! YOU FUCKED ME! YOU FUCKED ME! GOD DAMN! YOU WERE GONNA CASTRATE ME TOO!!! OH MAN…TANNER, FUCK. FUCK YOU! WELL TANNER—ILL TELL YOU ONE THING. YOUR FUCKING BALLS ARE HISTORY! HISTORY!”

I tried to beg him, to tell him I was sorry, but my mouth wasn’t working and as it turned out later my jaw had been broken. I could taste the blood in my mouth, and as I stared at him and he looked at me he suddenly jerked my pants down, and off, and then he pulled my legs apart and lifted me up, by my thighs, so that he was under me, he on his knees and my legs straddling him. I looked down and saw his cock then, and it was up and eager and juttig. A few seconds later I felt it, as he pulled me down onto it. I tried to beg, and tired to move, but the reality was there wasn’t much I could do and I was still in so much shock from getting hit with that oven door that I was definitely not at my best form. The next thing I knew his dick was in me. I had never seen him with a boner before, and his cock was big, really big, and I did not think it was possible to slide his massive erection it into me. But I was wrong. But when he shoved his fat cock into my hole it literally brought tears to my eyes and I felt like it was splitting open my hole. Fuck it hurt! No! Suddenly, the roles had been reversed, and the fuckee was now the fucker, and I was the whore! NO!

There was nothing I could do at that point, nothing at all, but grunt and stare into his eyes as he fucked me. We faced each other, and I felt him impaling me, ramming his huge cock in and out of my ultra tight virgin hole with a vengeance. He used no lube at all, and it hurt like hell, but even so after a while I felt this strange feeling, the way his cock was ramming into my prostate, and my dick went rock hard and was soon jutting, even as he slammed his own cock in and out of my hole. When I got hard he reached down to my dick and pulled off the rubber, so my cock was jutting up at the sky, the big purple end of it round and full, the single eye dripping with precum. My hands were tied tight beneath me, and all I could do was stare at him and my stiff cock as he fucked me like a girl. At some point as hard as it is to believe my nuts started to churn, and I don’t know why, and then a few minutes later I started to shoot my cream and it all came out in white ropes of sperm, squirting in lines up my stomach and onto my flat chest. The first shot of my sperm hit my chin. I came and came and came, and in hindsight it was probably the biggest load of my life. All total, I think I shot about 5 lines of cream, emptying my balls as his cock forced it from me. At some point while I was cumming he too ejaculated, his entire wad of hot seed jetting into my hole, splashing up against my prostate and filling me with his load of seed. I could feel his hot load shooting into me, and it was my worst nightmare, and as I lived through the feeling it was so humiliating it cannot be described.

It was then, after he had cum, and my own wad was splashed on my stomach, that he reached up with my knife in his right hand, and grabbed my balls with his left. He was still rock hard, still imbedded in my hole, and he had a grin on his face then like a schoolboy. I managed to get out a “NO!” as he laid the steel blade up against my own small scrotum, and then for a second he hesitated, and time seemed to stand still. Then, he laughed, and I tried to beg him, but I couldn’t really talk and it didn’t matter anyway. He jerked outward with his left hand, pulling my nuts out from my body and stretching them. At the same time he started to move his right wrist then, moving my knife back and forth, and as he did this tremendous pain shot through my groin and after that for the next few seconds I just lived through my own castration. He sawed my balls off with my own knife, and as it was being done I felt so weak, so humiliated, so ‘bested’ and so beaten it cannot be described. He unmanned me, literally, and it was clear when I had been done and it was over that I was nothing compared to him. The truth at that point was that he owned my girl, and my balls.

As soon as he had nutted me, he laughed, and then he started to thrust his cock in and out of my hole all over again, fucking me with a renewed intensity, almost as if the act of castrating me had reinvigorated him. He was rock hard, and his big rod impaled me, and I cold feel the head of his cock sliding in and out of my hole, each thrust deep and made with a vengeance. He was into it, really enjoying fucking me, and I could see the way he looked at me that he owned me. What was even more surprising I think was that he ejaculated all over again in less that a couple of minutes. The message was clear. He was a real man, a stud, and I was a nothing. Almost to emphasize that point, my own cock shriveled to a worm as he fucked me, and by the time he shot his wad and squirted his seed into me my own pole was small and unimpressive. Limp and nut-less, I felt his DNA shooting into me one more time, and at that point I was beaten and there was nothing left to fight for. As soon as he had squirted his second load of cream and deposited it deep within my ass, he picked up my severed balls and held them right up to my face, making sure I could see what I no longer owned.

That’s when he said: “Pretty small set of balls if you asked me. Well, too bad for you Tanner. You don’t deserve them. I know it. Linda knows it. And so do you.“

Then, with a toss, he threw them over the bank, so that they landed in the catfish pond. I heard them splash, and there was no doubt that my nuts were fish food at that point. That’s when he leaned down to me, his big cock still buried inside of me, and then he said: “You kidnapped me, tied me up, fucked me, and tried to castrate me. Just remember, the police can’t give you your balls back, no matter what. But if you tell the police who did this to you, everyone’s gonna know everything. I swear. Including what Linda has told me about your antics, and those houses you broke into earlier in the summer. So, I suggest you just live with it. You know what you did, and unfortunately for you, it didn’t quite go the way you had planned. Now, you better deal with it—you only have yourself to blame for getting yourself castrated.”

Then he pulled his still hard cock out with a slurping sound, and laughed. He slid on his underpants, and stuffed his big rod inside, and then pulled on his jeans after that. After he put on his shirt he rolled me over and cut the ropes off of my wrists, and then he slid his middle finger up my hole one last time. As he did he said: “Your hole was tight. Almost as tight as a virgin pussy. And one more thing. If you get horny and need a fuck, bring your hole over anytime and I’ll fuck it raw. You’re nothing but a bitch now, so get used to it.”

I wanted to cry. He pulled his finger out with a pop, and then he pocketed my Gerber, as a souvenir I suppose, and then he left me. A few minutes later I heard my truck start up, and after that he was gone. I was in pretty bad shape, but got to the highway and eventually a guy stopped and picked me up and I caught a ride home, and then from there I went to the hospital. My truck was already there, almost as if he knew I’d be going there. Still, for some reason, I didn’t feel like driving it for a while anyway.

Of the things he had said, he was right of course, and so I had to stick to the story that I had no idea who had nutted me. The doctors fixed my jaw, but they couldn’t do much to fix my missing scrotum, and while they could stitch up the cut they didn’t have a magic set of nuts to replace what I had lost. I thought about my options, and in the end I didn’t tell them I had been raped, or what had happened, or what I knew. Consequently, they never took any DNA swaps from my ass, and since I didn’t tell them all that much they didn’t look very hard for who had attacked me. They knew I knew more than I was telling them, but with my prior record and EMO look, I don’t think they really cared.

A FANTASY REVEALED

My middle was once pounding because the airplane taxied to the gate. It wouldn’t be very log till I used to be absolutely at his mercy and the second one ideas had been looming massive in my thoughts.  Now not that I had any selection however to observe thru.  I had no go back price ticket and too little cash to even get out of town at this level.  But even so, he had sufficient humiliating footage of me that will be posted in every single place the web if I attempted to steer clear of the inevitable.  I used to be going to be locked up and below his whole regulate for the following 3 days.

I used to be each excited and scared and I had no method of understanding what was once actually in retailer for me.  Fantasies had been flying round my head as I grabbed by means of small backpack from the overhead bin and walked down the jetway into the terminal.

It was once actual now as my first job was once to hand.  I ended within the first males’s room and headed again to the furthest stall.  I dug into the pack for the small, vinyl pouch and became my mobile phone again on.  I took an image of the plastic lock that held the zipper closed and texted it to him.  He now knew that I used to be within the airport and the clock had began ticking for me.

The lock was once more difficult to damage than I believed, however sooner or later I used to be in a position to get the pouch open.  I already knew what was once inside of – a CB600 quick chastity cage and a lock and not using a key – this a lot he had advised me.  There have been most effective the desired items, no further cock rings or spacers, and one merchandise that I hadn’t been anticipating – the small spiked piece that I’ve noticed known as the gates of intrigue.  The spikes have compatibility into the spacer portion of the cock ring so as to add further safety from pulling out and upload a continuing, uninteresting ache – or so I’ve heard, as I’ve by no means used them earlier than.

He had despatched the pouch with the airline price ticket and the backpack.  He had restricted me to 25 greenbacks in money and my motive force’s license – no pockets or bank cards.  And no different garments than what I used to be dressed in.  The backpack was once as regards to empty, however hadn’t raised any eyebrows on the safety checkpoint.  It have been an extended, dull flight as I used to be allowed not anything to learn, no ipad, or movies to look at – he even had despatched me a pre-paid cell phone to make use of at the go back and forth.  Even though it had a digital camera, it didn’t have any “smartphone” options in any respect and no mp3 capacity.

Fortunately, he had positioned a small, pattern sized tube of lube within the pouch as my dick was once getting exhausting and I used to be suffering to get the cock cage locked on.  My dick was once lovely small and the “quick” model of the CB6000 was once the one chastity cage that stored me from getting exhausting.

The little spikes at the gates of intrigue had been going to be extra uncomfortable than I’d have guessed.  They dug into the bottom of my dick which was once swollen from looking to get erect.  When I used to be limp they most probably wouldn’t be painful, however I’d at all times know they had been there.  Time beyond regulation, then again, I’m positive they’d change into extra painful than I was hoping.

I snapped the lock close at the chastity cage and texted any other image to him appearing it locked in position.  As I used to be pulling up my denims the text-received ping sounded on my telephone.  It was once from him (as I knew it will be).  It was once quick”

 

“On my own in a bizarre the town, locked up, and utterly fucking screwed – aren’t you?”

 

The remainder of the message was once directions on which teach to take into town after which which bus line to get closest to his rental.  He had already advised me that I’d be given most effective the naked minimal of data that I would wish.  After I had arrived within the town, I used to be to not keep in touch with him or discuss to him until ordered to take action.  The foundations have been agreed to and there can be penalties for disobeying them.

It was once an extended stroll to the teach and value me $10 of the remainder $20 I had on me.  A bottle of water and a bag of chips had price me $five within the airport as I waited for the airplane.  I used to be too frightened to benefit from the attractions as we clacked alongside into town.  The nearer the teach were given to the station, the extra actual all of it turned into for me.  I had 10 greenbacks left, knew nobody on this town, and had no bank cards to pay for anything else.  I used to be already absolutely dependent upon him and I hadn’t even met him but.

I needed to ask instructions a number of instances earlier than I discovered the correct bus prevent.  The journey was once an extended one and I virtually overlooked the proper prevent.  I used to be day dreaming about what was once to return and the cock-cage and issues of intrigue had been inflicting me quite a lot of discomfort.

I was hoping off the bus simply earlier than the doorways closed and attempted to get my bearings.  I used to be disoriented however in spite of everything noticed the move side road that he lived on.  Now it was once a question of strolling a couple of blocks and discovering his development.  As he advised me to do, I despatched a textual content letting him know the place I used to be and he texted again the development’s cope with.

This was once the primary time that I had a bodily cope with of his location.  It dawned on me that I used to be most probably nuts for doing all of this.  I had by no means met this man in particular person and I most effective knew him from online chats, telephone calls, and Skype chats.  I used to be violating each rule of “secure play,” however this is why it was once so damned thrilling.  Since I had no thought the place he in reality lived within the town till I obtained his remaining textual content, nobody knew the place precisely the place I used to be going to be for the following few days.  If one thing went amiss, there wouldn’t be someone with any thought the place to begin searching for me.  My dick struggled to get exhausting as I considered that truth and I ended in my tracks from the ache of the spikes.  The ones spikes had been going to be way more painful than I had idea.

I discovered the cope with that he had given me.  It was once a pleasing 3 tale brick development on a quiet side road.  Nightfall was once simply beginning to settle at the town and the development was once forged in shadow.  It seemed ominous to me because it was once going to be my jail very quickly.

The mobile phone vibrated and I checked the textual content:

 

“I’ll buzz you in.”

 

He should were observing from a window

 

“Condo B2.  That’s within the decrease degree.  Stairs to the correct facet of the foyer.”

 

I wasn’t somewhat to the door after I heard the digital lock buzz it open, so I needed to rush to tug it open earlier than it will relock.

 

“The door to the apt will likely be open.  Come inside of as we’ve got mentioned and get undressed.  The foot locker within the corridor may have the entirety you’re going to be dressed in.  Take the entirety out, the entirety you may have with you within the locker, and lock it.  As soon as you’re dressed in what has been set-out for you, kneel and wait.”

 

I’ve by no means been in a position to textual content that rapid, however already knew the principles from his earlier directions.  This was once my remaining probability to again out. I’m positive I may get involved with somebody again house that might get me cash so I may get again.  Would have some explaining to do, however a minimum of I’d be house.  Then the photographs popped into my thoughts.  Those he had and was once going to publish if I didn’t do the entirety he ordered me to do.  He had get right of entry to to all of my websites and would have them up in mins and I’d haven’t any strategy to take them down earlier than they had been noticed (and reposted.)

I slowly made my method down the steps and located myself status in entrance of his door.  It was once moderately ajar.  I hesitated just a second then driven my method into the hallway, ultimate the door and attractive the locks.

The footlocker was once in simple sight.  A padlock was once at the ground subsequent to it.  There was once no sense in prolonging the inevitable, so I undressed and folded my garments well at the ground earlier than opening the locker.

The lights within the corridor was once dim, however I noticed the rubber swimsuit in an instant.  It became out to be a complete catsuit, zippers on the shoulders for access, zip from the crotch to the rear, built-in toes and gloves, and (the worst) an hooked up hood.  I wasn’t positive in regards to the rubber hood.  I favored the leather-based ones, evidently, however my enjoy with rubber ones was once restricted.  I imagined them to be sizzling and too confining.  Now not that it mattered now.  I’d be dressed in it in a couple of moments and it will stay on for all of the time I used to be right here.  That have been the agreed deal; anything else I used to be given to put on would no longer come off till I used to be freed after the 3rd day.

There was once no lube within the locker, so I actually needed to combat to get the swimsuit pulled as much as my shoulders.  The tightness across the crotch driven exhausting in opposition to the cock cage and made the spikes dig in even worse.  My dick was once, once more, looking to get erect and that aggregate introduced tears to my eyes.  I used to be in for a number of days of serious discomfort.

The gloves within the swimsuit made the entirety harder.  I pulled the previous few pieces out of the locker and tossed my garments and the backpack inside of earlier than locking it.  Now I had no get right of entry to to both the mobile phone or my ID.  There was once little or no that I may do to get assist if I attempted to go away now.

There have been a couple of small locks, a thick rubber collar, heavy, hinged handcuffs, and a collection of leg irons.  It was once evident that the swimsuit’s shoulder zippers had been made to fasten to the collar which, in flip, can be locked round my neck.  There can be no method out of the swimsuit with out the keys to these locks.  I hesitated, however then resigned myself to my destiny.  The hood was once placing from the entrance of the swimsuit and it was once most effective then that I spotted that it had just a mouth opening and nostril holes.  There have been no eye openings.  I used to be going to be totally blind as soon as the hood was once in position.  That scared me greater than anything else; however, it sounds as if, my dick idea it was once thrilling as I doubled over from its newest try to get exhausting.

I set the locks and collar on most sensible of the footlocker so I may in finding them simply and began to tug the hood up over my head.  As I had suspected it was once tighter than anything else that I had worn earlier than and perceived to shape a vacuum seal by the point it snapped into position round my head.  I may breathe simply sufficient, however I used to be already beginning to sweat and that will most effective worsen.

I fumbled round for the collar and struggled with it for a very long time earlier than I used to be in a position to get it locked in-place.  Getting the small locks onto the zipper pulls after which locked to the collar perceived to take an hour.  The gloves made it exhausting to make the advantageous actions essential, however they, too, had been locked in position.

I paused a second to believe my state of affairs.  I used to be now locked inside a rubber swimsuit and not using a strategy to get out.  It dawned on me that despite the fact that I had the keys, I doubt I may maneuver them with the gloves to unencumber the little padlocks.  What a dumb fuck I’m, I believed.  Right here I’m in an entire stranger’s rental, trapped inside of a rubber jail and blind.  It was once all an excessive amount of and I virtually screamed for assist.  However the one one that would listen me was once the only guy that will by no means let me out till the agreed 3 days had handed.  There was once no secure phrase.  I had agreed to let him regulate each side of my confinement for the following 3 days.

Deflated, I felt round for the leg irons and snapped them on.  I used to be cautious to not over tighten them and I attempted to be all ears to the truth that they weren’t double locked as I moved to a kneeling place.  The hinged cuffs had been tricky to fasten on in the back of my again, however I used to be in a position to sooner or later get them snapped on as smartly.  In order that was once that.  Even supposing I sought after to there was once now no method that I may even get out of his rental.  Any hint of freedom was once now long gone.  I used to be his to do with as he happy.

No less than he didn’t make me wait lengthy.  I used to be startled after I felt the gag press in opposition to my lips.  Without a selection I opened my mouth to a heavy, rubber, tube gag.  He pulled the straps tight and I heard the lock snap close.  It held my tongue down and my jaws open.  Even supposing I sought after to I wouldn’t be capable to do greater than moan.  He then proceeded to double lock the cuffs and and not using a phrase dragged me to my toes and led me additional into the rental.  He driven me to my knees and I may listen him rummaging round however, with out sight, had no thought what he was once doing.

I discovered quickly sufficient, regardless that, as he made me move slowly ahead till I used to be acutely aware of bars.  After some maneuvering I heard the door slam.  I used to be in a cage.  The sound of the padlock locking me in seemed like a gunshot to me.  It had simply long gone from unhealthy to worse.  I used to be trapped in such a lot of ways in which I couldn’t even believe some way out.  I used to be so deep at his mercy that I began to panic.  My respiring was once ragged and I used to be sweating extraordinarily within the swimsuit.  My eyes stung as sweat bumped into them and I began to thrash round and moan into the gag.

He let me combat for somewhat some time earlier than grabbing my hooded head during the bars and, in as few phrases as imaginable, telling me to forestall.  Running myself right into a lather was once most effective going to make it worse for me.  There was once no method I used to be going to be let loose of the cage or the restraints.  If I struggled anymore the 3 days would possibly grow to be 5 or extra.

He driven my head again exhausting and I may listen him stroll away.  It took a while, however I used to be in a position to chill out.  All I may call to mind was once the truth that I had carried out this solely to myself.

I driven him to provide me this chance.  I despatched him essentially the most embarrassing, bare, chastity caged, cock sucking footage that I may believe.  And I made the go back and forth right here below his regulations.  He would possibly grasp the keys, however there was once nobody else in charge however myself.

I spent lots of the subsequent 3 days in that cage.  Foods had been few and most commonly protein shakes.  He was once beneficiant with water, however that most effective supposed I needed to piss so much; one thing that he managed.  It was once exhausting to get used to pissing right into a bottle that he held whilst I used to be sitting within the cage.  He allowed me workout and, even though it felt just right to be out of the cage and in a position to stretch out, he made positive that I used to be driven exhausting.  Take a seat-ups, push-ups, operating in position, till I’d were dripping sweat if it wasn’t all trapped throughout the swimsuit.

I used to be gagged as a rule.  Once in a while with the cruel rubber tube gag, different instances with a small ball gag or a rubber penis gag.  I used to be no longer allowed to talk a phrase for all of the time I used to be locked up.  I knew that if I attempted, he would have put me in a punishment place.  One thing that he did that first day to turn me what would occur if I hesitated to obey.

The cage had a integrated head inventory within the entrance door.  With my head locked in position he used inflexible restraints to tug me legs and arms during the bars of the cage.  Sitting in that place temporarily turned into painful and my joints had been burning by the point I used to be launched.

My dick hardly attempted to get exhausting; the truth of my state of affairs trumped the sexual delusion.  However the spikes from the gates of intrigue endured to do their paintings.  I spent 3 days in expanding agony because the rubber swimsuit endured to push the spikes exhausting in opposition to the bottom of my dick.  In my thoughts’s eye all I may see was once my uncooked, crimson, and mangled dick.  I started to wonder whether it will live to tell the tale intact.

He spoke little except for when ordering me about.  I used to be left and not using a gag or handcuffs to sleep, however there wasn’t sufficient room within the cage to stretch out.  I sooner or later was once so drained that I handed out and woke up scared and perplexed till I remembered the place I used to be.  Time handed glacially sluggish.  I regretted getting myself into this example and I temporarily misplaced observe of time.  Quickly I started to imagine that the 3 days had come and long gone.  Was once he going to stay me as his prisoner without end?

When he had me move slowly out of the cage for the remaining time and I discovered myself kneeling at the hardwood ground of his hallway, I used to be virtually shaking with reduction.  {The handcuffs} had been got rid of, then the leg cuffs, after which he positioned a small key in my hand.

 

“That’s the important thing to the collar and the locks at the zipper pulls.  You are going to be loose to head once you unencumber them and take away that swimsuit.”

 

I in an instant panicked.  The locks had been so small that I may hardly ever really feel them during the gloves and my arms had been sore from being locked up.  I knew that I wouldn’t ever be capable to get the ones locks off myself.  I fumbled round with the important thing for a very long time looking to get it into one of the crucial locks.  It slipped out of my hand and I used to be not able to search out it at the ground.  The gloves had been too thick.  I slumped over and I felt him snatch my arm and pull it in the back of my again to reapply the hand cuffs.  I’d have struggled, however I used to be damaged.  He had me and there was once not anything that I may do about it.

He pulled me up and led me again into the rental the place I knew the cage awaited.  We stopped and he temporarily spun me round again into the hallway.  The cuffs had been unlocked and I felt him unencumber and take away the collar.  He pulled the shoulder zips open after which walked a couple of steps away.

 

“Your garments and the entirety you want to get house are within the footlocker.  Take that swimsuit off, step into the toilet in your left and bathe and blank up, then dress and depart.  Pull the rental door close in the back of you as I’m leaving now.  You are going to no longer see me earlier than you move.”

 

With that I heard the rental door slam.  I needed to combat to get the hood off and was once in an instant blinded by means of the dim mild.  It felt so just right to get it off!  By way of yanking and pulling on the swimsuit I sooner or later controlled to get the rattling factor off.  I reeked of rubber and sweat, however I used to be loose!  I discovered contemporary garments within the footlocker together with the backpack.  There was once a airplane price ticket, $50, and directions again to the airport.  I had only some hours to get there once I checked the time at the mobile phone within the pack.  As I stepped into the bathe I spotted that the cock cage was once nonetheless locked on, however the water felt so just right I figured I’d unencumber it as soon as I used to be wiped clean up.  The spikes had made visual marks and it was once rattling sore, however there didn’t seem to be any severe harm down there.

After I had dried off, I rummaged thru the entirety that he had left for me however there was once no key to the cock cage.  I did, then again, discover a notice within the pocket of the denims that mentioned that he would mail me the important thing and to experience the previous few days of being cock-locked!  Bastard!

I stepped out into the hallway considering I’d be capable to in finding one thing in his rental to chop it off.  However there was once any other locked door on the finish of the corridor which avoided me from getting access to the remainder of the rental.  Bastard!

I checked the time once more and learned that I had higher get going or I would possibly omit the flight.  Pulling the door close in the back of me I retraced my steps to the teach.  I stuck my breath as I watched the surroundings fly by means of on tips on how to the airport.

Then it hit me.  I felt completely bare with out that 2nd pores and skin of rubber hugging my each curve.  The restrictiveness of that swimsuit was once one thing that I hated in the beginning, however now I overlooked it extraordinarily.  For the primary time in days my dick struggled to lifestyles and I cringed from the ache.  However the ache jogged my memory of him and the way he had given me precisely what I had fantasied about for goodbye.

I by no means noticed him all of the time that he had me locked up.  I by no means uttered a phrase to him all of the time.  However now I owed him a debt of gratitude for containing me prisoner.  For locking me in that swimsuit.

Now I most effective questioned how lengthy it will be earlier than I could possibly do it once more!

You wished for this

Chris grinned with cruel humor as he stroked my erect penis. His hand combined with the baby oil was giving my body all the welcoming and arousing sensations, sending pulse after pulse of hormone charged blood through my muscles. I lay spread eagle tied to our bed watching and hoping that my Boyfriend will allow me that feeling of release, but I know his evil side and I know the commitment I made with him. Just as my stomach tensed and my cock strained his hand pulled away for a second time leaving me panting and twitching minus the ejaculation that was sure to follow any second. To say my body was now on edge would be lying, it was definitely over the edge, it is screaming to have the balance restored with just a few more strokes of my cock.

It had been three weeks since I gave control of my cock over to Chris and the first time since then it had been outside of the CB6000. We had played with chastity allot over the time we’d been together and now I decided that I was going to take my commitment to him to a new level. Being locked in chastity has always given me an overwhelming feeling, a charge of hormones always courses through my body at the thought of wearing them and my sexual appetite always sky rockets when locked up. That feeling of horniness and the quivers it radiates throughout me has always been the best part of sex for me, ejaculation at the end is great, but the build-up is the true ride. Chastity also brings that loss of control, the sense of denial, the excitement of guessing if you’ll be allowed to cum. Even if I’m denied an orgasm the knowing that I’m to remain locked just makes me hornier. So my commitment to Chris was simple, after months of being locked for a few days here and a few days there, I wanted to remain locked, I wanted to give Chris the control over my horniness. I wanted to see how far he could take me and far I could go. Would I become a mess of unreleased sexual tension or would I become more and more submissive, accustomed to being chaste. The thought of being locked 24/7 was a fantasy that drove me wild, but in reality could it work for me.

Chris moved up the bed, he straddled my body kneeling over me. He sat his cute tight but right on top my hips whilst carefully placing my penis upward alongside his back. Right in where his bum crack begins. If only a little lower, if only he was going to begin to ride my erect penis.

“I know what you’re hoping for, But it’s not going happening” Chris’s smile turned to a serious gaze. “You gave up the right to ask for an orgasm, and believe me it’s gonna be allot longer than 3 weeks until I think about giving you one.” He was dead right but I was glad at what I was hearing. As much as I wanted to cum right now, knowing that my Cb was going right back on was turning me on so much more. Chris then leant forward over me, he planted his tongue firmly in my mouth and at the same time I felt my cock move lower into his arse crack . I could feel his balls rubbing up against the base of my penis, his erect cock drove itself up my stomach, I needed to scream but his tongue prevented all but a long moan. I was becoming so charged with hormones that I thought my dick was about to burst out of it skin, and then in a heartbeat Chris pulled back and sat up. “I can feel that cock of yours is getting a bit excited, it’s definitely time to be put away before I lose control of you.” Chris then exploited my weakness. I hated being tickled and he got to work immediately. It was a sure way to turn me off and the only way he was gonna get my cock soft enough to be locked back up again. It drove me mad and tensed every muscle in my body, I always laughed but it was a pained reaction to something that I didn’t enjoy at all and in no time my penis was soft again.

Chris replaced the ring under my balls and locked together the locking pins to fix the ring in place. Of course this alone made me horny and erect again which only instigated another round of intense tickling. Soft once again Chris swiftly slid the shaft of the Cb over my cock and fixed it to the pins, then the lock, sliding it into the hole of the locking pin, he left it poised millimetres from its locked position. My Cock swelled and engorged the cage, it was confined once more and the feeling brought over me another surge of hormones and excitement. I had just be freed and teased with to the brink of orgasm, I was still falling over that edge of imbalance. My cock pushed against the cage in a desperate attempt, one push after the other like it was pounding against a closed door. Chris reached up to my right arm and undid the lock holding my wrist. He guided my hand to my cock and rested my fingers onto the lock of my Cb.

“Seeing how you’re the one that made this commitment to me, to give me your cock, you’ll be the one each time that closes the lock. If and when I decide to play with your dick, if you’ve cum or been denied, you’ll re-lock your dick. No if’s or buts, No begging and no refusal!!”

Chris’s look was stern. He meant what he was saying and I knew if I messed about I was sure to pay in some way. My cock surged stronger, I felt like I was actually about to cum but nothing was going to spurt from my cock. It just strained and strained, physically unstimulated but packed with energy.  I gripped the lock with my fingers and pushed. The steel pin moved into the brass lock and ‘click’, my dick was locked away again. I wasn’t however disappointed at all, I was exactly where I had hoped to be, Hornier than hell and under my boyfriend’s control. With my dick now locked it was as if my focus changed, it shifted straight to Chris, how can I please him. I needed to channel all my energy onto his dick, I wasn’t going to get any release but Chris was. My free hand moved away from my cock and towards Chris’s erect dick and I began to stroke it much to my boyfriend’s delight.

Chris once again moved over and straddled my body, once again sitting over my hips but this time it was my caged cock that nestled in between his arse crack. I continued to stroke his cock with my free hand as his right hand came down and grasped his own balls tightly. His left hand slid around his back where he clasped the end of my Cb, pressing his finger into the piss slit to rub the tip of my penis. We both began to moan in sync as I felt the tension build in Chris’s body. His eyes clenched and his upper teeth eloquently peered out from his mouth to bite down onto his bottom lip.  We continued like this for some time as i knew exactly how to hold Chris on edge, plus I was enjoying this almost as much as when my penis was unlocked a few moments before.

“You love pleasuring me don’t you! You love it more having your cock locked up, knowing I won’t let you cum.” Chris was dead right again, I whimpered yes in response. “This last 3 weeks have been amazing, having you locked in this way, you’ve been so horny I love it!” another whimper came from my mouth, yes sir. “You won’t be cumming at all anytime soon I hope you know. And only if you don’t complain about it will I edge you like I just did.” Another surge of energy rushed through me, I wasn’t totally expecting to unleash Chris’s dominant side like this but it was exactly what I wished for.

Without another word Chris grabbed my hand from his cock and placed it off to his side. He leant forward toward my left arm and unlocked my wrist from its restraint. With both my arms free Chris shuffled upwards placing his body over my chest, knowing what was coming now I reached around grabbing his arse with both my hands. I pulled his arse toward my face as he grabbed the back of my head forcing his cock into my mouth, I relaxed my grip on his arse and moved my hands down onto his thighs as he began to push and pull my head into his groin. He thrust his hips at the same time as I took his cock in my mouth, that pre cum taste testing my gag reflex just that little bit. I closed my eyes as I could feel Chris clearly enjoying making me feel like the little bitch. At this point I didn’t think i was going to get any hornier, already energized to the max and now truly feeling helpless in chastity I braced to receive what was surely going to be a huge load out of Chris. He wasn’t however done with me yet. He stopped being as forceful and slowed down, easing his cock into my mouth as opposed to thrusting forcefully. I soon felt him pull out and I opened my eyes, my mouth still wide open, he began to shuffle backwards off my chest toward my legs. He shuffled over my hips and knelt between my still restrained legs.

“I didn’t want to cum in your mouth Boy as I haven’t finished using you yet!” he said this as he grabbed the ring of my Cb. “I absolutely love seeing you so helpless and so turned on, I just want you to know that. I wasn’t sure about this to start with as I love pleasuring you allot to, but, I can see this is by far pleasing you more. That cock straining inside its Cb doesn’t lie.” I didn’t know what I could say, the rush of hormones were starting to make me delirious. ‘yes sir its true sir’ was all I could manage. That grin of cruel humor returned to Chris’s face as he shuffled off the end of the bed and undid the restraints on my legs. “Now roll over onto your stomach bitch.”

I did as I was told realizing the grand finale that was to cum. I lay back down, positioned my now uncomfortably erect caged cock away from my stomach and as rearward toward my arse as was comfortable. In no time my legs and arms were once again secure in a spread eagle position, my bum exposed. I felt Chris straddle my back this time and soon thereafter a blind fold forced over my face followed by a ball gag shoved into my mouth to complete the feeling of helplessness. I let out a slight whimper before I even registered that I had done so. It was quickly followed by a slap to my arse, “Save those whimpers boy for when you really need ‘em”. I felt Chris hop off me at that point and then soon I felt nothing at all, heard nothing and obviously saw nothing. A good few minutes passed without any movement in the room, not Chris climbing over me and nothing touching my arse. The anticipation was building inside me I was wanting to have Chris fuck me, if nothing else to feel his cock on my prostate, to have some of this cum oozed out of me in some way. I let out a moan, a beg for attention. It felt like 10min had passed by now and yet my erection was by far nowhere being quelled.

“You relax” was the response I received. “You’ll get attention when I choose from now on. I will fuck you when I want to and not when you want it.” I was helpless, unable to respond to a statement that I had led myself into. I was aroused again beyond belief. Chris had totally taken on this dominant persona and he was clearly enjoying the role. I wasn’t sure when I made the agreement how I was going to feel if this persona came out, if I would be scared by it or welcoming. I was welcoming it big time. Chris was taking control of every aspect of my sex drive, making sure that I firmly knew where I stood and what I had asked for. I knew now I wasn’t going to get out of this easily and I could tell Chris was going to make me earn any relief I was going to get from now on.

The noise of myself breathing and the occasional clink of my restraints was the only thing I heard close by for quite some time. I could hear Chris moving about in the house every now and then, occasionally I thought I’d heard him come to the door of the room but I could not be sure. I wondered how it was that he wasn’t gaging to cum himself, surely he was ready to come and finish himself off, but I did know Chris. I remember his evil side and it’s in full swing, I released it, and god why is it still turning me on so much.

Finally I hear a footstep and the bed moves, I feel Chris’s knees up against the inside of my thighs as he positions himself kneeling over my bum. “I bet you can’t wait to have my cock slide into your arse. Do you want me to fuck you?” I manage a muffled uhha. “You asked to be my boy, you said here’s my cock you can lock it away. You said your cock was mine and it was up to me to decide when you were allowed to cum.” My cock was starting to hurt now, pressed against the bed and confined it its cage I was starting to wish Chris would stop talking, how much hornier can a boy get. “Your my boy now, your cocks mine and your arse is mine!”  I felt Chris lean over me toward the side dresser. I heard it open and close. My arse then felt that familiar cold sensation of the lube being drizzled into it. My cock strained some more, I was gagging to be fucked but the next sensation I felt concerned me. I didn’t feel Chris’s warm body lay down onto my back or his thick warm cock touch the rim of my anus, instead a cold hard object began penetrating me. I could feel it thicken and stretch my anus as it was forced in slowly. Chris was inserting a butt plug into me. He wasn’t going to fuck me, instead just tease me. The base of the plug forced its way inside me as I held my breath attempting not to tense as my arse stretched to accommodate its width. This was one of my favourite plugs, large and filling, you always knew you had it inside you but it wasn’t big enough to make you feel to uncomfortable. Once it was in though it certainly wasn’t going anywhere either.  It slid into place as my anus closed around it and it wasn’t gonna come out again without some help.

“There you go. I would say every bit of you is chastised now. No mouth to blow, no butt to fuck and no dick to touch.” I was fucked, but more in the literal sense as I wasn’t getting any relief now. I loved this plug because it always sat just next to my prostate, always making me hornier, which is exactly what it was doing. But it never really massaged the prostate either, just stopped anything else from touching it, just made me horny.

I let out a slight whimper again moving my hips up and down on the bed in an attempt to make the plug feel like it could stimulate me. It did nothing but confirm that it was solidly inside me. “I told you you’d need those whimpers bitch. I hope to be forcing many more out of that mouth of yours.” Chris now lay down on top me, his warm body pinning my hips to the bed. I could feel his cock pressing up against the top of my arse, pressing onto the plug and forcing it further into me. I felt his chin caress the side of my neck and his arms push into my ribs on both sides. I whimpered again.

Chris sat up once more back to where he had been, kneeling between my spread legs. I felt his hand grab the end of my Cb and once more his finger entered the piss slit and begin to rub the tip of my caged cock. I felt the bed begin to rock steadily and the sound of lube being squelched between fingers. Chris’s body moved up and down on his knees as he began to bring himself to climax with his other hand, his legs and feet pushing into mine. All I could do was lie there as nothing more than an object restrained on the bed. I felt as horny as I could ever be, overwhelmed and almost sick to the stomach by a primitive need to expel my semen. Yet I was removed from the sexual act that was taking place on top of me. I wasn’t able to take part, I was no longer a sexual partner at this point in time, just a chastised object belonging to Chris and his sexual desire. I was amazed this was happening, that I had been taken here by my boyfriend and that I was being used in this way. Now what’s next. What happens when you open Pandora’s box.

In only a few minutes I felt Chris’s warm semen spray all over my back and arse. A long moan from him signaled a release of monumental energy that he had clearly been building up over the last few hours. The same energy that was locked inside of me with nowhere to go. Chris eventually stood up off the bed, “Oh my Boy, that was amazing. You look so fucking hot right now. See what your missing out on from now on.” That was true and now really hit home as to what I had committed myself to, but at the same time it excited me more than I thought it really would. Although ready to crawl the walls with sexual energy and frustration, the feeling was amazing.

Chris left the room leaving me tied, blindfolded and completely chastised on the bed. My body was beginning to ache now from the restraints but I felt relaxed, exhausted yet comfortable in being left alone to ponder in my mind the change the relationship had just taken. Up until this point I hadn’t thought Chris was going to take my request for chastity as seriously. I thought he’d give in and let me cum often at least, but now I knew I was definitely chastised, definitely under my boyfriend’s control and fuck, what a feeling.  Chris soon returned to undo my restraints, gag and blindfold for which I was grateful. There was a slim chance he’d leave me like that a lot longer.

“So was that everything you were hoping for?” Chris smirked as he sat on the bed beside me.

“Yeah it was. You have no idea how horny this, it feels amazing.” I sat up next to Chris still fully erect in my CB6000 and still plugged. “I wasn’t sure you were actually as into this as much.”

“I wanted to string you along for a little bit. I thought you’d be begging after a week to be let out. So after 3 weeks I assumed you were ready to learn the truth.”

“What, that you love having me locked up.” I responded cheekily.

“Well yes, and I’ve wanted it that way for a long time.” I felt a little shocked but excited by Chris’s statement. “You still think that I’m going let you cum every now and then. Like I said, you won’t be. Your my Boi now, I’m still your Boyfriend but I own your cock and arse. You will get used to that plug to because it will be in you whenever I want to use you to get my rocks off. Is that clear?”

What the fuck have I got myself into here. Why the fuck is my dick still so erect at hearing this. Oh wait, its exactly what I wanted. But I wasn’t expecting it to happen so quick. “Yes Sir.”

“Your dick never lies, Boi.” Chris grabbed my hand and led me into our bathroom. He opened the shower screen door and began to run a shower for the both of us. We had a massive shower cubicle in this house of ours and it was a godsend on mornings when we both had to leave the house at the same time to be able to shower together. Chris entered first before me gesturing me to follow him. We took turns in lathering soap over each other and the warm water began to distract me from my chastity and the plug still firmly rooted in my arse. We kissed and laughed at the situation I had put myself in and Chris told me once more how he thought I’d loved to cum too much to be in this state. But as he finished saying that remark and as a smile brushed along my face, he looked at me sternly. “Well you have no choice now. Your opportunity to change this is over!” And with that he placed his hands on top of my head and forced me onto my knees. His penis thrusts its self toward me and without a chance to object it was forced down my throat.

Once more I was reduced to Chris’s sexual object, and still I loved what was happening. My never ending erection again thumped away inside its cage. My anus clenched at the plug hoping for some kind of stimulus. This was how it was going to be from now on. He knew that when I was like this I was vulnerable, horny and willing to do what he desired and he was going to make me pay for asking to be this way. It was now a matter of how long I could last being his chaste Boi. Would I continue to beg for more and more, or how long before I would crumble.

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Urinal Boy

I love to visit my dad on weekends. Not every weekend, only two weekends a month, but boy do I look forward to them! Although mom got custody of the two of us, when my big brother Adam turned 18 he moved back in with dad. I can't wait for those Fridays when Dad picks me up from school. I always get in the back seat, even though I could have sat in front. As we drive out of the city I slowly begin taking my clothes off, starting with my socks and sneakers. I keep my shirt on until we get off the highway and onto the back roads. Dad won't let me wear any clothes when I'm staying at his place. It's one of his rules, and I always follow it. Dad never lets me suck him off while he's driving, since he doesn't want to have an accident. It's too bad my mom makes me pack all those clothes and my toothbrush and stuff, since I won't be using any of it at Dad's place. I leave everything in the car. So for the whole weekend I don't wear clothes, brush my teeth or bathe. That's the way Dad and Adam like it. I like it that way, too. My dad lives on a quiet country road, and there are enough trees and bushes around so that nobody sees me when we pull into the driveway. It's always fun to get out of the car naked as a jaybird and walk into the house. Usually Adam is sitting on the couch watching TV and drinking a beer when I get in. Dad lets him drink, but I'm not allowed. His legs are spread wide and I can already see his cock bulging through his jeans. The first thing I always do when I get there is I get down on my knees in front of him and rub my face against his crotch. "I love you, Adam" I say as I start to kiss his throbbing teen cock through his jeans. Adam never speaks to me until I've swallowed my first load of his cum. I rest my head on his crotch for a minute, enjoying the warmth for a minute before I begin to unzip his jeans. I love the smell of Adam's piss-stained underwear as I pull it down. Alex doesn't move a muscle, so it usually takes me a minute to get his cock out. Mmm, it seems a little bigger each time. I love how full it feels in my hand as I plant a tiny kiss on the big fat head. I lick the piss slit a little before I open my mouth wide and take him in as far as I can. By this time Dad has parked the car, picked up the mail and come into the house. He nods approvingly when he sees me servicing my brother. He sits down in his recliner and watches us. When I am finished with Adam I will fetch Dad a beer and do the same for him. I spend a long time savoring my brother's cock, licking it with long strokes and then taking it deep down my throat until I gag. I think they like to hear me gag. I'm loving the salty taste, the funky smell in his pubic hair. I let his dick slide out of my mouth and start to lick his balls. I have to be very careful when I lick Adam's balls. He loves having his balls licked but they're very sensitive. If I'm too rough he will twist my ear or pull my hair to let me know I need to be more gentle. I can tell when Adam is about to shoot by the way he tenses up. When he's about to cum I make sure his cock is as far down my throat as possible. I love the feel of the squirting against my tonsils. Sometimes he grabs my head and shoves it down on his cock so I'm forced to swallow, sometimes he pulls out a little and shoots it all over my tongue so I can taste it. But I must never spill a drop because Adam will be mad if I make a mess. When I am finished with Adam I carefully pull his underwear back up and zip up his jeans. Then he speaks to me. "Jaden, throw away this empty can and bring me another beer." "Yes, Adam." I go to the fridge and get two beers, one for Adam and one for my Dad. I love sucking my Dad because his cock is so much bigger than Adam's. I can't fit it in all the way down my throat, but it tastes and smells so much better that I try even harder to please Dad. And Dad thrusts harder, which is always more fun for me. I usually have a raging hard on when I'm sucking Dad, but I'm never allowed to touch myself. I have to save my jerking off until I get back in my own bed at my mother's house. Adam took a nice picture of me with my lips wrapped around Dad's cock once. They threw away my school picture that my mom sent them and put that one in the frame instead. They've got lots of pictures of me around the house, me smiling with Adam's jizz on my face, my mouth open with Dad's jizz on my tongue, me sticking things up my ass, Adam fucking me. I guess they must hide those pictures when people come over to the house. But they always leave them up when I'm around, even if Dad or Adam have friends over. I guess their friends don't mind, since they usually have me service them too. Once I've swallowed my two loads for the night I go into my cage and wait for Dad to lock me up. There's nothing in the cage for me to sleep on, so I usually look around for some of their dirty laundry that I can pick up and use for bedding. I love using Dad's dirty underwear and Adam's smelly socks for a pillow. I like to help out around the house. When Dad lets me out of my cage on Saturday morning I like to do the laundry for them. They never pick up after themselves. They always leave the laundry for me to do, so I get to go around the house picking up underwear, socks, t-shirts and jeans and then lovingly washing, drying and folding them. For the most part, I stay inside the house on these weekends since I'm not wearing any clothes. I do all the laundry and chores when they are out so I can relax and let them fuck me when they get home. Doing the laundry is so much fun because I get to smell Adam's socks, which usually reek from running and playing basketball. I also like to suck on the piss stains from Dad's underwear, too. I have dinner ready for them, usually something simple I know how to cook like fish sticks or frozen pizza. I've usually eaten something beforehand, since they don't let me sit at the table with them. "Adam, will you please fuck me?" I always have to ask because Adam is really lazy and would rather just sit back and have me suck him. "Why don't you suck my dick instead?" "You'd fuck me if you really loved me." "Fine. Sit on my dick and ride it." "Thanks Adam! You're the best!" There are never any condoms or lubricant in the house, so I always start by sucking his dick so it's nice and wet. Then I sit in his lap and slide down on it. It always hurts a little at first, but once I feel he's all the way in, a warm feeling of pleasure fills me up. I begin to ride up and down. Since we don't use lube, the saliva dries out pretty quickly. When that happens, I get off his lap and put his dick back in my mouth for a bit to get it nice and wet. I usually have to do this a whole bunch of times before Adam shoots his load into me. Dad, on the other hand, likes to fuck me hard. That's why I always do Adam first, to get loosened up. I wait for Dad on his bed on all fours with my ass up in the air. I usually don't need lubrication at that point because of Adam's cum dripping out of my ass. Dad does not go in gentle. He shoves it in hard and pushes my face into the pillow. With Adam I can control my pleasure, but with Dad I have no control. Dad fucks me like an animal and when he's done he's done, leaving me to clean up the sheets. I give them back rubs and foot rubs. I especially like the foot rubs because I can smell and lick their feet all I want. I trim their toenails for them. I suck the toe jam out. If Dad or Adam invites their friends over, I make sure they feel at home. I bring them beers and snacks, take their sneakers off and give them foot rubs, and offer to suck their cocks. Usually I get to suck every guy off before the night is through. One Sunday night Dad had invited a few friends from work over for a barbecue. That was the day the toilet broke and we couldn't figure out how to fix it in time for the guests. Then Adam had a brilliant idea. He found a way for me to help. Before the guests came over, Adam told me to run the water in the bathtub and get in it. I needed to take a bath anyway, so mom wouldn't notice how bad I when Dad brought me back. "Now, Jaden, you stay in that bathtub and don't come out." "But Alex," I whined, "how can I serve any of Dad's friends if I'm taking a bath?" "Oh, you'll serve them all right. Since the toilet won't flush, you'll be filling in." "You mean," "Yeah, that's right. You're gonna be our urinal. I hope you're thirsty!" I smiled. I loved the taste of dried piss on Dad's dick, but it never occurred to me that I might like fresh piss, too. So I sat in the bathtub and listened as Dad greeted and entertained his friends. In a little while Adam came into the bathroom. "Okay, Jaden, I'm gonna test you out. Open wide." Obediently, I opened my mouth and waited to drink my brother's salty piss. He didn't aim too precisely, and got a lot of it on my face. Once he got the stream going my mouth began to fill up. It was awkward to swallow and keep my mouth wide open at the same time, but I soon got the hang of it. When he was done I licked my lips. "You'll do fine tonight, Jaden." "I can't wait for my first customer!" In a few minutes, one of my Dad's friends from work came in. I didn't recognize him. He looked older than Adam but younger than Dad, so I guessed he must have been in his early 30's. "Oh, I'm sorry!" he blushed when he saw me naked in the tub. "I didn't realize you were in here!" Then he started to back out the door. "You gotta piss?" I asked. "Yeah. You don't mind, do you?" "Come on in!" I guess the man didn't know my dad too well, since he didn't know what to expect. "I didn't know Claude had another son." He was trying hard not to look at my dick, which was sticking up in the water. "My name's Jaden. I'm only here on weekends." "Oh, hi. My name's Mark." Mark lifted the toilet seat, clearly looking uncomfortable about pissing in front of me. "Toilet's broken," I said. "Can't use it." Mark looked confused. "But I just saw your brother come in here. And your dad told me to come in here if I needed to use the bathroom." "That's right." "Well, if the toilet's broken, how did Adam-" "I took care of him" I said, proudly. "Huh?" Mark looked confused. He looked at my bath water to see if Adam had pissed in there, but it was still crystal clear. "How did you, you know," "Like this." I opened my mouth for him. Mark looked stunned. "Claude's more twisted than I thought he was!" I realized that Mark must have had some idea of what kind of things went on in my dad's house, but he wasn't expecting anything like this. "So you gotta piss?" "Well, yeah." "Okay, then give it to me." I sat in the tub with my mouth open, waiting for my dad's friend to unzip his fly. "Are you sure?" "Sure I'm sure." I opened and waited. There was a knock on the door. It was Don, another one of my dad's friends. "Hurry up in there, I gotta take a leak!" I was glad to know that Don was there, since I especially liked the way Don's cum tasted and was looking forward to drinking his piss. "Okay, here goes." Mark nervously unbuttoned his fly and pulled out a medium-sized dick. I could see he was having trouble pissing. I probably made him uncomfortable. He fed me a little dribble and then changed his mind. "No, I can't do this. I think I'll go piss outside somewhere." Although Mark was a disappointment, Don was not. "Hey there, Jaden. I'm glad to see you know your place." "I hope you've got a lot of piss for me." "I sure do, little buddy. Get ready." I opened my mouth wide as Don unzipped himself. He put his hand on my head, grabbed a handful of hair, and tilted my face back even more. He put his dick right up to my mouth and let loose. He had already drunk a lot of beer, and the piss just kept flowing. I tried to keep up with it but some of it began to trickle out of the corners of my mouth. When he finished, I licked the drops off his dick and then wrapped my lips around it. I hoped he'd start fucking my face. "I'm not ready for that now, little buddy." He could tell I was disappointed. "Don't worry, I'll come round again and give you a good load before I leave." "Gee, thanks, Don." So I spent the whole afternoon in the tub while a steady stream of men came to piss down my throat. When I had to piss I just peed in the tub. A few guys did come back to get their cocks sucked. I also got to drink a lot of piss from my dad and Adam. I was a happy camper. When the barbecue was over I got cleaned up and went out into the car. As Dad drove me back to my mom's house I slowly put my clothes back on so I'd be presentable for her. "So what did you do with your Dad and Alex this weekend, Jaden?" "Oh, we had a lot of fun. We went to Six Flags and then we went fishing. I can't wait to go back!"

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