Master Santino - The Arena Reopens

Master Santino-The Arena Reopens:

This is a another part of the series. You do not need to read the rest of the story to understand it. If the story offends you, don't read it. Male Modification and enslavement.

John Santino died. That is what started the events that changed a number of lives. John was part of our small gay group that met once a week for fun and games. He owned an old building that was not in use any more called ARENA. Well not in public use. Our group had used it for our parties. However not to the full use of the Arena. John had told me that there were notes and files that told of events of a heavy intense nature.

We heard that his nephew had inherited the place and we all figured that would be the end of the Arena. If fact, we did not hear anything for a couple of months and then I, and all the others of our group, received an invite. An invite to a special dinner at the Arena. A black tie event. Limo to pick each of us up. I decided to go.

Dinner:

The limo picked me up on time and I got there about the same time as the other guys. We were shown into the main Arena area by several young men also in black tie. My mouth fell open at the changes that had been made.

I guess I should describe the Arena for those that may not know about it. The top level was made up of a number of suites for the elite. You could see everything that happened below from them. There was a middle level where men could move around. It was like a balcony level. Then there was the floor which was surrounded on three sides by a wall, low enough you could see over but too tall to reach over too far. And on each wall were 8 holes, 24 in all. Right at groin level and just the right size for a guy's cock and balls. 24 glory holes with hooks beneath them. The other side of the arena had a door that led back to the some other rooms. The sand of the arena floor was new and was a fine white sand.

A long table was set in the middle of the floor and name tags were at each spot. A black folder was at each spot. I recognized most of those around the table but there were four or five that I did not. Then our host came from the back area. "Sit gentlemen."

When we were all seated he stood and spoke. "Before we eat I have a proposal to make. Since I got this place from my uncle I have done some research and plan to restore the Arena to its past glory. Since you are my uncle's friends I am going to give each of you your own suite. However there is a catch." He motioned for us to open our folders. "In order to gain ownership of your suite which will be redesigned to your specs, you will have to put your balls on the line at least once."

"The original Arena had a night each month that young men would place their cocks and balls through the holes and allow them to be tied. At the end of the night all but two would be let go. However those two would be held by their balls and at the next event they would be pitted against each other and one would be unmanned. Castrated, nutted, gelded, made a eunuch. The winner would go free. The first night where that will happen is one month from today and two of you will be compete.

He sat down. "At the end of dessert, I will ask you each to strip and go around and place your cock and ball in a hole. Your balls will then be tied to the hooks. Later all but two of the hooks will release their balls. Two of the hooks have already been designated so it will be a random choice. If you do not wish to participate you can leave now or at the end of dinner, but you will not receive your free suite. The two will compete in a month's time and one will lose his balls."

He clapped his hands and now the waiters came out with the first course. The waiters were naked except for a black jock. "Enjoy gentlemen."

I had to reach down and adjust my cock, it was so hard in my pants. To have my own suite and then to watch balls being cut from a loser, well that had been a jerk-off fantasy for a while. I knew that when the meal was over I would to it and take my chances, After all only one of us would loose his balls. LOSE BALLS. A shiver went up my spine.

I don't remember much about the meal other than five guys stood up and left. Our host whose name we found out was Nick Santino shook their hands and invited them to the first of Freedom Nights, which is what he was going to call the special nights. After all one of the guys would gain his freedom.

When it was time for dessert Nick stood once again as the waiters brought out a plain looking cake. "There are ten of you left. Is there any of you that wish to leave?" One more guy left, too bad since I remembered he had large low hanging balls that I would have liked to see at risk.

"Well guys, I need a couple more to fill the spots that I have preprogrammed so I am going to give my waiters a chance for a suite also." The waiters looked surprised. "I am going to ask you waiters to jerk off onto the cake like we discussed but the first three that cum will be able to join these other guys. If you don't want to join them putting your balls at risk, don't be one of the first three to cum."

The look on their faces was amazing. A couple of them were ready to bolt for the door but the contract said that if they did not cum they would not be paid while others were excited to get it on.

"Now guys." The 10 waiter boys reached down and jerked their jocks off. All of a sudden 10 young men's cocks and balls were exposed. It was a nice sight. The cake was placed in the middle of the table and the lads climbed or jumped up on the table and started beating their meat. I nearly came and my hand found my cock and stroked it through my black tux. I did not know where to look first. Ass, cute ass, was everywhere as well as cock. It was too much and I stood and in record time I was naked also. I was not alone as the rest of the diners followed suit and now we were all naked except for Nick who calmly sat in his tux and watched.

"AAAAAHHHHH, I'MMMMMM CUMMMING." flowed from one of the waiters mouth as his ass clenched and his groin thrust forward and his cum covered the top of the cake. He then thrust his hand in the air in triumph but my eyes went to his balls that were starting to drop a little after they had tightened against his body during the cum. Would they be there in a month's time? Would mine? I shot a load onto the sand as I shook with fear and excitement.

I was not the only one. Others followed and the waiters did not take long either. The first three to cum took a chair with the others of us and the other waiters left, their tight asses jiggling as they left. "They will be in the party room afterwards for a night of fun and games." Nick stated as he stood and cut the cake that was now covered with cum sauce. I found out that cum makes an excellent frosting for the cake. There was seconds and soon all the cake and the waiters cum was gone.

"Okay gentlemen. I was going to ask you to strip, but 'he chuckled' you beat me to it. I must say that I am really impressed with the meat that we have here. I am going to enjoy playing with a couple of you for a month while you are trained for the first freedom nights. Now if you will kindly go and choose your hole. I have marked the ones that are programmed. All others have been programmed to hold you tight so be careful that you get the right hole. The two that will hold your balls and the ten that will release them are already programmed. If there are a couple of you that wish the same hole, the oldest gets first choice and the three waiters will go last."

The monitored to us and I stood. My cock had grown once again and so had most of the others. Turns out every other hole was marked. I found a hole, discovered that a good black friend, Joe was on one side and one of the three waiters was on the other. A very cute guy. I took a deep breath and thrust my cock and balls into the arena.

What a rush, I nearly fainted. To have your cock go where hundreds of cocks had gone before and know that some of them had been enslaved from this spot. To watch other cocks and balls come into the room. To view 12 cocks and balls. To know that you may become a eunuch. Wow what a rush.

Then I watched as Nick circled the room. As he came to a man's package he would reach down and tie the balls and then tie the cord to a hook in the wall. When he came to mine I thrust it in a little more and then felt the balls get fastened. He gave my cock a stroke and then looked into my eyes over the wall and smiled. I am sure that he did it to each person but that look sent shivers up my spine. I was now sure I would be one of the two. I tested the binding. I could not pull out. I tried to reach over but while I could reach over a little I could not reach my cock. I was hooked until Nick let me go.

Soon all of us were hooked. Twelve sets of balls tied and hooked.

Nick clapped his hands and two young men came out from the back. "Normally on Freedom nights we would have the two fight and the loser would be castrated. However tonight these two will fight and the loser will be fucked." Nick then stepped back and stripped. We got to see his body. It was a young muscular body with a very nice sized cock and low hanging balls. "Fucked by me that is."

He then sat down and the two teenage studs started in. It was quite a show. The two were evenly matched and the naked skin was soon sweaty and slick until they tossed each other on the white sand and then their bodies were covered with the sandy grime. If I could have reached my cock I would have been stroking it hard but it was even more frustrating to watch the fight and feel my cock throbbing and leaking and also see the other cocks around the room doing the same. . Finally one won and the other was stretched over the table sideways and tied there.

Nick went over and patted the winner on the ass. "Good job. As a reward you can fuck one of these." and the pointed to us bound guys. "All right!!" the winner stated with glee and went around to the back of us. He went down the line and felt every ass. I realized then just how helpless I was. He let his hand cup my ass and let a finger snake inside me a couple of seconds before he moved on. He finally picked one of the waiters who protested that he was a virgin. Well no more, as his initial scream of pain changed to one of pleasure. Every sense was assaulted. The taste of the cum covered cake was in my mouth, The sound of fucking, The smell of sex in the air, The sight of Nick now long dicking the bound loser and the feel of my balls tied tight with my cock pulsating above them. A couple of the guys shot their loads without anything touching them. I was close.

Then the shouts of the two fuckers split the air as they came deep into male ass. Nick then caught his breath and went over to a cord rope hanging from the top of the Arena. He pulled it and deep within the arena came the sound of things turning. I waited until the sound stopped. This was the moment of truth. I took a deep breath and pulled my hips backwards. My cock and balls came out of the hope. I was free. I now owned a suite. I could see this every time. But who was chosen? I looked around. Joe next to me still had his crotch pushed against the wall and a look of dismay was over his face. I then heard a cry from across the room. A blond 20 year old called Josh was begging to be let go. Nick smiled as it could not have worked out better. A big contrast of a blond and a black. Both hung with large balls.

The other waiters came back into the room and Nick first went over to Mike and handled his balls and then to Joe. "One of you will lose his balls one month from tonight. Until then you both will be my slaves. I will be back to collect you later but right now the rest of us are going to the party room."

I patted Joe on the rear as I left. "Tough luck Joe. See you in a month." I put my arm around the former waiter that had been bound next too me and now free. "Is your ass virgin too?" as we walked to the party room. "Yes. he replied. "Well not for long." I stated and I was right.

One Month Later:

Wow has a lot happened. Turned out that Mike, the waiter's name, was a great fuck and a good fucker too. I found out that he was living on the street and gave him a home with me. We have really hit it off well as we both have the same tastes.

A couple of days after that night Mike and I had a meeting with Mr. Nick Santino about our suites. We decided to put the space for our two together and we have a nice area. Will tell you about it some time. There was room for a set of stocks there.

Well Nick gave us both a job helping him run the Arena. Turns out he has tons of money but just needed some help to make things go. Well we were ready to go to work and tonight is the grand opening.

Most of the suites are done, including the three specials ones for the freebies. There are always some in government that you need to take care of before there are any legal problem. They are full tonight, and no I am not going to tell you their names.

Then we needed the Freedom Nuts. Those young men whose cocks and balls would slide into those holes and let their balls be tied and perhaps enslaved and castrated. There had to be some kind of incentive. Some would do it for the thrill, the adventure. Some would do it so they could see a guy unmanned. But we needed more. We came up with the idea of a bike for the winner of the match. A Harley if they wanted but some other kind if they wanted. The word went out and the responses came back. We would have the Nuts.

That left the guys on the second layer. Those who pay the money. The price was set at $1000 for the opening night. We might change the price for later nights but decided on that price. It was Mike who had an idea. We had a lot of work to be done and we could make an offer to some of the construction guys around. Offer them double the rate if they took it out in tickets. Everyone jumped on it and we got lots of work done at no cost except to put on a show. So everything was in place for the night.

The suites were available anytime and in use. Mike's and mine was empty right now since we were helping Nick this night. Then the middle level viewers showed up. We had changing area where we supplied white robes for the guys. There was a lot of joking around as the guys changed. A lot of hard cocks too. All seen by our state of the art camera system. Put in by, of course, some of the guys in the crowd.

The guys found their way to the second level and then the doors below opened. There were two rules for the Freedom Nuts. Age 18 to 28 and in shape. That's it. Twenty-four young men entered the Arena. Earlier in the evening we had chosen them from the ones waiting outside. There were about 20 that were turned away so it looked like we would have a supply to chose from for a while. They had signed some legal stuff and then reached in a bag and pulled out a number. The first one got to chose his spot. Then the second one and so forth. Soon all 24 were standing near their spots. "STRIP" the command came and those watching cheered.

I sure hoped that the recording equipment was working since I could not watch all the naked flesh come into view. Some stripped boldly and quickly and others shyly and slowly. Either way, it was sexy and to have so many do it at the same time was very sexy. Calls came from the upper level. "Take it off. Let us see that ass. Nice ass, want my cock laddie? You call that a cock." There was no place to go for the Nuts, they were on view and their youthful male bodies were being ogled and lusted after. I sure hoped those cameras were getting all of it. I would love to watch this part over and over.

At this time Nick walked out from the back room into the arena. He was dressed in a black tux and pulled three naked men into the ring behind him. They had leashes around their necks and their hands were cuffed behind him. Nick moved to the middle of the arena and held up his hand and there was silence.

"Welcome, Before you are three men who have applied for the position of announcer. All have good voices and you will chose which one will win. " He turned to the first one, about 20 years old and with a nice cock and smaller balls. He smiled and then took a deep breath. "Ladies and Gen...." "Boo. Hiss. Get that fraud out of here. There are no ladies here." The crowd was jeering him out of the arena. He was booed. He had blown it. Nick shook his head and pointed to the second one. Now this was a very good looking man who caught your eye. He hesitated as he was going to use those same words. He hesitated as he tried to figure out what to say. He cleared his throat. "Gentlemen, Welcome." and he stopped. There was silence and then the third guy, a normal, slightly overweight guy, nothing special, shouted out so all could hear. "Welcome you cocks and cock suckers. Welcome to the most dangerous show in town. Welcome to the Arena." The place roared and Nick smiled and waved the two losers out.

Once again he raised his hand as a couple of helpers brought out a gymnast horse and a few other items. The helpers grabbed the guy and strapped him over the horse leaving his ass sticking out. He struggled as this was not part of the plan. "We have found our announcer and now we need to sign the contract. A branding iron was placed in his hand. It had a fancy 'A' end that was white hot. The guy struggled and pulled but was silent until the iron pressed against his bare ass. "YYYYOOWWWWWWWWWW" he screamed as the flesh sizzled and the smell of burnt flesh filled the air with the smoke. The crowd did not know how to react. Some of them for the first time realized that this was real. A small cheer rose but it did not last. Nick leaned down to the guy and whispered. He calmed down and then stood as Nick cut him loose. The guy composed himself and rubbed his brand and winced. He then straightened and with his deep voice, "Freedom Nuts, Present your cock and balls. We want to see some meat so show us your stuff." A cheer went up. We had chosen our announcer well.

My eyes, as well as the others, were drawn to the holes as first cockheads showed and then cock shafts followed by balls. I nearly lost it as 24 cocks and 48 balls showed on the inside of the arena.

Mike and I moved out into the arena with Nick. We had discussed having someone else do the next task but instead we decided that we really wanted to do this ourselves. Someone had to and it might as well be us. Each of us moved to one of the walls and went down the row and dropped a cord on the sand in front of each young man. The three of us had practiced this. Quite a lot. Practice was fun. We had discussed going right down the line but instead decided to do it random. We figured it would mess with their heads a little. Guess it worked a little because when I stopped in front of the third one from the end and picked up the cord I heard a gasp from the guy. I gripped his balls, medium sized little plums that were pulled high in his sack beneath a solid rod of six inch circumcised cock. I wrapped the cord around the top of the sack trapping the balls beneath the cord. Three wraps and then a knot to hold it together. I then pulled the ends down and tied then to the hook beneath him. At the end of the evening 22 hooks would turn letting their prizes go but two would remain still. As I finished I tying the balls I felt him pull back a little in test and discovered he was bound. I then bent down and let my lips cover his cock and slide down to the base and then back. I felt his cock twitch and thought maybe I would get a taste of his cum but did not. I rose and looked him in the eye as I licked my lips. "Are you one?" I am sure he was sure that he was going to held this night. I did not know as we had the computer randomly decide and we did not know. I then moved to the next one. This was the biggest cock on my side and the biggest balls also. I gave them a big hank before I bound them the same way. His cock was so big I had a hard time getting my mouth around it but I got it done. I looked the guy in the eye and then heard a distinctive sound from behind me. The sound of a guy losing his seed. Mike was getting a load of hot cum. Lucky guy. The crowd cheered.

I moved to the next cock. The cock and balls were framed around the hole by red hair. The balls were so tight that I had to really probe and pull them before I got them bound but they were soon pulled away from his body and bound to the hook. I moved my lips to his cock and the second I touched it I felt it swell and pulse and send a load of cum into my mouth. The cum hit the back of throat with force and I tasted the sweet cum of youth. I drained his cock and his screams of pleasure were mixed with the cheers of the crowd. When I rose and looked him in eye he blushed which looked so good on him.

I didn't get any more cum this night but Mike got two more loads and Nick got one. Damm Mike and his talented mouth that just needed one lick to get some cum. I would just have to have him suck me later. However the bet was the loser would be sucking winner so that would have to wait.

I moved away with Nick and Mike and heard the announcer. "Well now, It is time. Time for the main event. So shall we meet tonight's stars?"

Joe and Josh were lead into the arena by leashes around their balls. Their hands were bound by the wrists behind then and pulled high on their backs by a rope around their necks. This kept their heads high. Their bodies had been shaved below their necks and oiled so the black of Joe and white of Josh shone and glistened under the candle light as all lights were turned off except for natural torches and candles. There was still plenty of light to see by but the scene could have been as it was decades before. And the modern cameras were catching it all. They were walked around the small arena so that each of the Freedom Nuts could get a good look. Did I tell you that their cocks were hard? Well they had been held on edge of cumming for three days and their balls were full of cum and their bodies full of lust.

A stump of a oak tree was brought out. A single knife was stuck in it's top. A small knife with a curved hook on it. A castration knife. Nick had found it in a box a couple of weeks earlier. We had no idea how many balls it had taken but it had probably cut dozens if not hundreds. Tonight it would cut another set.

Then two ropes snaked down from the rafters. The entire arena was silent as our announcer stepped forward. "We have before us two men, one black, one blond, One will leave a man, one an eunuch. The man will be given a new bike and will have his choice of any guest tonight at the party. The eunuch will be bound and suck and fuck all cocks presented to him tonight. He will then be taken to a brothel to perform for the rest of his life. The contest will be as follows. You can see that their balls are securely fastened with a ring attached. The leashes will be removed leaving the ball restraints and ring. Their arms will be freed. The ropes hanging have a clamp on the end of then. All they have to do is to hook the end of the rope to the ring around the others balls. The second that is done the rope will pull the loser into the air by his balls and the winner will then take them."

A cheer went up and two helpers unhooked the leashes and cut the wrist and neck binds. The two were now naked except for the ball ties and ring. They both dropped down into a wrestlers position. Joe, the black was a little taller and his oiled body was lean and firm like his 9 inch cock. Those behind him could see his nice and tight ass. Josh was a little stockier and his cock was 7 inches but he looked very strong and powerful. His long curly blond hair hung down and you could feel those lips around your cock. He was cute.

Josh made he first move and dove for Joe's legs hoping to knock Joe down. The sand did not give the best of balance and his thrust was shoved down into the white sand. Josh landed face down but sprung to his feet. His body was covered with sand mixed with the oil but he could not brush it off since Joe attacked and grabbed Josh and tripped him bearing the two of them to the floor. "Huummpp" the breath went out of Josh as both of them came down together. Joe gripped Josh's legs and pulled Josh toward the hanging rope. He was there and was pulling it to Josh's balls when Josh twisted and pulled free. He circled a little getting his breath. The two of them grappled with each other for a few minutes with neither one committing his body too far as there was too much on the line.

Then things changed. Joe had circled backwards into one of the hanging ropes and it had caught his legs slightly and he brushed at it and stepped around it. Josh attacked. He slid down and punched with his hand. If it was luck or skill it had the same effect. His fist connected with Joe's balls and Joe let out a scream as he fell. If only took a moment for Josh to grab the rope that was right there and hook it to the stunned Joe. Josh stepped back and the rope began to rise. Joe screamed and his hand went to his balls and tried to undo the connection but it was too late. The rope pulled upward until Joe's feet left the ground. Joe was pulling on the rope, holding his weight with his hands but it would not last. Soon the weight of his body would be supported by his balls. He was hanging onto the rope with both hands.

Josh had moved over to the stump and pulled the knife from it. He reached down and sliced the cord from his balls and then moved to the other hanging rope and cut a length from it. He went over to Joe and tied Joe's wrists together as he supported himself on the rope. He then yanked the wrists away and down. The body weight pulled the balls. "AAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH, YOOOOWWWWWW, "Joe screamed. "No, Please no.NNNNNOOOOO." He hung from his balls. I expected that they would be pulled off but they held. The crowd yelled. “CUT HIM!!!!”

Josh let the crowd see the doomed balls. The skin was tight. Josh moved the knife to the skin and hooked the curved edge against them and pulled. The balls shot into the air with the rope as the tension ended and Joe fell to the sand, an eunuch. He passed out as he fell. Josh closed his eyes and screamed. "YYYYEESSSSS." and shot his cum. As did a number of others watching. The cum covered Joe's body.

The announcer and Nick came from the back. They were flushed and cum dripped from Nick's tux and the announcer's lips. He carried a jar and went to the rope and cut a part of the rope and the balls and placed them in the jar. "For our museum."

Josh moved over to the stump and jammed the knife back into the stump. Some blood flowed from it onto the stump where it would stain. We would not clean it. It would stay there until next month.

The announcer then spoke. “The contest is over. There is only one more item tonight before the party where Josh will get to chose his pleasure and Joe will be bound for yours." A long silk cord descended. Nick reached out and pulled it. From deep in the arena you could hear a rumbling and the hooks moved. They moved and released 22 of the 24 set of balls.

I looked at the red-head's cock and it pulled back from sight, as did all the ones on my side. "NNNNOOOOO, Let me go. NOOOO." came from a couple of young voices as two sets of balls were kept from their owners. The cameras focused on the two held cocks and balls and put them on the screen together with the date of the next Freedom Night.

Cheers went up from the crowd as the two had nice balls.

The Arena was alive and well and it was now time to party.

I went looking for the redhead. Perhaps I could get him to join Mike and me in our suite. I did and he spent a couple of days there, bound, but that is another story.

Let me know if you want more of the Arena.

Lee bigkidred@yahoo.com