Cock Torment

Cock Torment

Chuck Adams was eighteen but still had that boyish look and slim build that made him appear at least two years younger. Five foot six with short blonde hair and a lithe tanned body toned by lots of sun and exercise. Girls liked him and he liked them…but as friends and companions only. He was just twelve when his Uncle Jake taught him first how to use his chubby little fingers to rub a man’s cock until it jerked and the little slit in that smooth domed head spurted out jets of thick salty cream all over his face and hands.

Soon Jake was showing him how to use his mouth and tongue to really work on a man’s cock. In return it was the feel of Jake’s lips sucking and teasing his boy cock sending him wild with excitement until he had his first nearly dry cum.  That was the start of his addiction to man sex. He couldn’t get enough of that wonderful feeling of a man’s lips and tongue sucking and licking his cock, exciting him more and more until he squirted his load down their throat.

Even better was being allowed to play with a man’s big, grown-up cock, rubbing his fingers up and down the thick shaft then stretching his lips over the smooth head; learning gradually to take more and more of the hot cock meat down his throat. The thrill when the man’s cock started jerking in his hands…and he heard those cries and shouts of pleasure just before the hot, salty cum spurted and squirted, filling his mouth and dribbling out over his chin and cheeks in a sticky, slippery glaze that tasted so good. 

It was a few weeks after those first exciting sex sessions that Jake brought one of his adult friends to join in their private games…and soon after that Chuck learned there was another place a man could put his cock as well as in a boy’s mouth.

Luckily for him the two men took their time, using their fingers and plenty of lube to open up his virgin anus. He still remembered every detail. They played with him first sitting on either side as he lay on the bed with his legs over their shoulders. One rubbing and stroking his cock and playing with his tight little nipples while the other slowly inserted first one, then two fingers deep inside his anus as they masturbated him together. Then, after he’d cum the first time, Jake sat on the end of the bed, leaning back while Jake’s friend helped him turn to straddle his uncle’s legs. Together they supported him, Jake from behind holding his knees up and spread wide apart, while his friend guided the boy down very slowly onto the hard, slippery spear of Jake’s penis.

He still remembered that initial panic and the pain at the feeling of a man’s cock head stretching him wider and wider…and the sudden, unexpected relief as the rim slipped through his tight virgin ring so the whole helmet was inside him. Each time he cried out they grinned and stopped the slow impalement by lifting him…just a little…holding him suspended before easing him back down onto the slippery lubed shaft until finally he was sitting astride Uncle Jake’s lap with seven inches of hot thick cock filling his rectum.

That first time they let him do the moving, watching him lifting up and down very gently while Jake’s friend knelt in front of him sucking on his stiff little cock and playing with his balls. Of course it didn’t take long for his rising excitement to overcome any discomfort. The itching and burning from that cock sliding in and out of his rectum turned into the best and strongest cum he’d ever had…made even stronger and harder as he felt the hot spurts of Uncle Jake cumming at the same time deep inside him.

Then the two men changed places and it was Uncle Jake who helped guide him down onto his friend’s penis, not so thick this time but at least an inch longer so Chuck could feel the head moving even deeper inside. That time they held him in position so they could control things. It was long, tormenting fucking…lifting him right up until only the very tip of the man’s cock was in the opening of his anus. Then holding he there, squirming with pleasure before lowering him down and down until the whole eight inch shaft had slid up inside. They had lifted and lowered him faster and faster until the man had shouted out and gripped his hips, ramming Chuck down onto his cock as Chuck cried out with sexual rapture as he felt a second load of hot cum filling his rectum.

A few months later Uncle Jake moved away. But Jake’s friend made sure that young Chuck didn’t have any problem finding other men who wanted to play his kind of fucking games. By the time he was fourteen Chuck had a nice, private circle of friends who treated him well, provide plenty of sucking and fucking fun and made sure that he always had a little money of his own. Then, out of the blue, everything changed. One of his ‘friends’ got arrested and Chuck’s starring role in a number of very adult video’s was enough to get him labelled as being ‘at risk’ and put in care. By this time any family had broken up and moved away and Chuck Adams found himself in a strange town, unwanted and in an institution.

Two years later when he reached sixteen and was told that he had to look out for himself in future, he simply walked out and headed back for the coast.

For Chuck the period since then had been tough. Good times had been spoiled by some bad choices and unpleasant encounters. But finally a lack of money and a place to stay had made him hungry and careless. This particular day he was dressed as usual. Tee shirt and a pair of very battered jeans cut off to make a frayed and loose fitting pair of shorts. A much-washed pair of tanga briefs and trainers that had seen better days made up the rest of the outfit.

The tangas were not his favourite choice but one of his ‘friends’ had bought him half a dozen pairs and at least they were wearable. For sun protection he had an old baseball cap faded to a dull pink by months of sun and rain.The only thing in his new lifestyle that had improved was his tan…he was now a deep even bronze all over apart from the brief white vee at his groin. His hair was now sun-bleached to almost white.

Chuck didn’t know it yet but he was about to make his worst choice of all…but he didn’t know that because the two guys seemed so nice.

He’d seen them before in the beachside café over the last couple of days, not doing anything, just watching the world go by and talking. The older one looked as though he was part-Latino. Fit looking with broad shoulders and slim hips. Chuck thought he was in his mid-forties with black hair, dark eyes and a thin moustache that he stroked from time to time. The other one was younger, slim with short blonde hair and the look of someone who worked out regularly. Both men wore polo shirts and jeans. Chuck noticed that both pairs of jeans showed a nice, prominent bulge where it mattered. There’d been nothing said but Chuck sensed they were interested in him. After a couple of weeks on his own and fast running out of money, Chuck was interested in them too.

That day he’d gone to use the rest room when the older man joined him. Chuck made sure that the guy got a good view of his long, uncut cock as they stood next to each other at the urinals. Chuck’s quick glances were enough to tell him that the man’s penis was about the same length, much darker in colour because of the man’s olive skin but it looked thicker as he was cut and the head flared out into a wide flange. Thinking unguardedly about how great it would feel running his tongue over the dome and round under that rim while his lips closed tight round the shaft meant that he suddenly had to struggle to get his own hardening cock back inside his jeans without letting the guy know what was happening. In his hurry to get out of the rest room undiscovered, the two of them met in the doorway and Chuck fell forward onto one knee.

The man helped him up and apologies and introductions led to Chuck joining the two of them at their table. The offer of a coke was accepted. The man said his name was Carlos. He went off and got the drinks…making sure that Chuck didn’t see him adding a shot of vodka to his coke. They chatted casually, the two men probing skilfully to discover if there was anyone who might notice or ask questions if Chuck were to go missing.

The vodka gradually did its work and the teenager babbled his whole story. While he talked the men’s smiles grew wider. A little later Carlos fetched two more beers, another coke for Chuck and a burger. What Chuck didn’t see this time was Carlos up at the counter crushing up two blue tablets with a spoon and adding the powder to that second coke.

Relaxed and off guard, Chuck took a long swig of coke and a mouthful of burger and smiled at the two men on either side. ‘That’s great, tastes real good.’

The two men smiled at him and exchanged glances. Oh yes…this one was just right, those boyish looks, good physique, well hung and best of all…no-one who was going to ask awkward questions later. ‘Our pleasure, always good to see a young man enjoying his food,’ Carlos smiledand stroked his moustache, taking a pull from his Coors, ‘that’s right isn’t it John?’

John grinned, ‘Yeah…we always like to give a young man pleasure.’ Chuck looked from one to the other, happily aware of the obvious signals coming from the two men. He could feel his cock hardening, pressing uncomfortably in the confines of his shorts and tenting the material. Knowing, as he thought, what the game was he didn’t mind when John patted his knee then slid his hand up Chuck’s leg to the frayed edge of his shorts. ‘You’re all for a bit of pleasure, Chuck, aren’t you?’ His hand squeezed gently then brushed across the fly of Chuck’s shorts. John smiled at the boy knowingly. ‘Seems like you might be ready now I guess.’

Chuck smiled back and took another big swig of coke. This time it was Carlos who leaned close and ran his fingers over the now aching bulge in the teenager’s shorts. ‘I saw you looking…in there…’ he confided, smiling. ‘I looked too, very nice and big.’ his fingers stroked the taut denim for a few moments until Chuck groaned and squirmed. Carlos smiled at the sweating boy. ‘Don’t worry, OK there’s no one looking at us…’ His fingers traced the line of Chuck’s cock then squeezed the shaft very gently through the cloth. ‘I think this big man wants to come out and play with us…that’s right, isn’t it Chuck?’

John’s fingers touched the little peak of Chuck’s nipple. One fingertip rolled the hard stub round and round. ‘Oh yes this boy is hot…’

Carlos continued to stroke the thickness of Chuck’s cock. ‘I have a place, Chuck…not far from here…somewhere we can play undisturbed…you want to come and have a little fun with John and me?’ His hand moved…stroking and squeezing… letting the vodka and the dose of Viagra the boy had taken with the coke do its work building that aching hard-on that would last for hour after agonising hour as the two of them took their new victim to the screaming limits where pleasure becomes agonising torture.

Chuck looked at the two men and smiled at his new friends. ‘Guess I’ve got nothing else on, yeah lets go,’ he drained the last of his coke. ‘Time for some real fun…’

The big Toyota 4x4 impressed Chuck…lots of chrome, blacked out windows and air con that dried the sweat on his body in minutes. John drove through town before turning off onto one of the back roads up into the hills. The sea mist had rolled in so Chuck really didn’t have any idea where they going. Besides, they’d put Chuck between them in the front. Carlos sat with his left arm round Chuck’s shoulder, keeping up the flow of small talk while his right hand continued to stroke and tease that hard aching bulge in Chuck’s shorts. John’s free hand rested on the teenager’s other leg stroking the skin between his knee and the edge of his cutoffs, the gentle movement of his hand helping to keep the teenager hot, eager and distracted so he didn’t even bother to look out the windows at where they were going.

Twenty minutes later John swung the big Toyota off the road and down a narrow track to a nice-looking split level house built into the side of the hill. Before Chuck saw anything he’d driven straight into the big double garage and the door closed behind them. ‘Gee, is this you place?’ Chuck looked surprised. He knew that homes up in the hills were very private and expensive. ‘Guess you need real money for a place like this.’

‘No, not mine…I’m doing some business in the area so the company rented it for me,’ Carlos said with a sudden white gleaming smile. Well, part of the story was true…it is a rental, he thought. But there was no company and none of the names on the agreement matched the names that the two men were using. Even the Toyota was rented…under yet another name. In their kind of business it was necessary to be able to vanish without trace at short notice. The three of them got out and John led the way to the inner door. ‘Come on Chuck, let’s get comfortable, shall we?’

Chuck looked round the big open plan room, unused to that level of comfort and luxury. John walked up behind him and started to play with his nipples through the thin tee shirt. ‘Want me to help you with the top?’ he whispered. Chuck put his arms up and then the man’s fingers were touching his bare skin as the shirt was peeled off. ‘Oh yes, that’s real nice…you’re in great shape boy. Just keep those arms up…I love the smell of a boy’s pits.’ Chuck shivered and twisted as John’s fingers tickled his underarms before stroking down his flanks then back up to roll the little nubs of his nipples with the pads of his forefingers.

‘Don’t think you’ll be needing these any more either,’ Chuck looked down to see Carlos touching the button of his cutoffs. Before Chuck could reply or resist John held his arms above his head and Carlos flicked the button undone and pulled the zip down. One tug and the battered cutoffs slid to the floor. ‘Oh yes, Chuck…you really are hot and ready,’ Carlos smiled and his fingers closed round the hard jutting erection. He pumped the boy’s cock gently through the thin cotton. ‘Hey, you’re leaking already.’ He pulled the cloth taut so they could all see the tell-tale wet spot. He used one finger to circle the slippery wetness making Chuck gasp and tremble with excitement. ‘Lets see what you’ve got for us, Chuck, shall we?’ John brought the boy’s hands down and held his wrists together behind his back, no real force but just controlling him, as he wanted.

Using both hands the older man pulled the elastic waistband away until he could free Chuck’s cock then eased the briefs down so he could step clear. Seven inches of hard teenage cock sprang free jutting up from a little patch of blonde hair. Carlos nodded and smiled happily. He reached forward with his left hand and cupped the soft, full weight of the boy’s testicles. His fingers moved the balls gently, the touch making Chuck’s sack tighten so he shivered with pleasure. Then, with his right hand he gently rolled the teenager’s foreskin back, stretching the skin down the shaft down so the purple cock head reared up naked and gleaming with pre-cum. His fingers closed round the shaft and he jacked the boy slowly for a few moments the other hand fondling his balls as he did so.

Chuck shuffled his feet astride and arched backwards into John, breath coming in fast, shallow breaths as the ripples of pleasure spread through his body. ‘Oh fuck…yes, Mr Carlos t-t-that’s r-real nice.’

‘No, not Mr Carlos…just Carlos…I’ll make you feel even better soon…lets go downstairs shall we?’

Obediently Chuck followed Carlos down the stairs to another room with John close behind. This one was windowless but had a carpeted floor, some easy chairs round the walls and a table with an open case on it. There was a big flatscreen TV on one wall. Despite the effects of the mixture of vodka and Viagra there were also some things that made Chuck feel slightly uneasy.

There were lights on stands round the room all pointing inwards together with a lot of video equipment in one corner. And there was that waist-high bench in the middle of the room. To Chuck it looked a bit sinister, like something you might see in a surgery or a hospital. Only about two feet wide and four feet long the top was a series of padded sections covered in some kind of black wipe-clean imitation leather while the legs and frame were all made from chromed tubes. The sections at either end had fittings that looked as though they could be raised or lowered so someone could be lying flat…or with their head or legs in different positions.

‘Hey, what’s the deal here…you two guys are up to something…I don’t think I want to stay any longer…I…’

Carlos turned and his right hand whipped out to grip Chuck’s cock and testicles in a hard, painful grip. ‘It’s a bit late for second thoughts, Chuck. Now, are you going to behave nicely or do you want me to hurt you?’ His fingers tightened and he lifted his arm forcing Chuck onto tiptoe. ‘Remember…when they’ve got you by the balls, Chuck…’

‘Aaaaah…n-no p-please…didn’t mean it…p-please l-let go…’

‘That’s better…there’s no need for you to worry. Sure, John likes to take a few movies but it’s strictly private, just for our own enjoyment. Me, I just like making boys like you cum…’ His hand let Chuck’s testicles go and he stroked the hard, bobbing shaft of the teenager’s cock. ‘That’s what the bench is for…you just lie back there while I see how long I can work this cock before you spurt for me. Kind of a private little contest.’ One fingertip teased the little triangle under the base of Chuck’s cockhead and the teenager groaned softly as the sensation overcame the ache in his balls. ‘You try and cum…I see how long I can play with your cock until you do. After that, we change places and it’s your turn, OK? Go on, sit at this end.’

Chuck rubbed his groin and looked round then slowly sat up on one end of the bench. ‘You’ll need to move up a bit…put your legs on either side and just let your feet hang down,’ Carlos said gently, one hand on Chuck’s shoulder guiding him into position. When he had finished Chuck’s knees were either side of the top, his lower legs hanging straight down in line with the front pair of the bench’s legs.

His hands stroked the boy’s shoulders. ‘Ever tried a little bondage, Chuck? You know, games where you play out scenes…say you’re a prisoner and two guards are going to play with you and fuck you silly…and they tie you up so you can’t get away…ever played games like that?’ Chuck could feel his own excitement rising as Carlos painted the scene for him. ‘Lets show you what I mean…watch the screen, Chuck.’

The TV came to life as John pressed the remote. Chuck recognised the room they were in but this time there was a young coloured boy with Carlos. Both of them were naked. He could see that Carlos was in real good shape and that cock was just as good as he’d imagined. The coloured boy was slim and wiry but his cock was huge! Chuck was looking at least nine inches of thick, cut cock curving up from the triangle of black wiry hair at his groin.

But that cock was bouncing and bobbing in the air because the boy was on his knees with his lips wrapped around Carlo’s penis. Carlos was just standing there guiding him, his hands gripping either side of the boy’s head as he fucked his face. That was when Chuck saw the black Velcro strap holding the boy’s wrists together behind his back.

He started with surprise when the seat moved but he realised that it was only Carlos straddling on the bench behind him. His excitement surged when he felt that same cock as he was watching on screen pressing against the base of his spine, then there was the touch of warmth against his back. ‘Thought I’d join you to watch the movie.’ Carlos flexed his hips and Chuck felt the bulge of his cock against moist groove at the base of his spine. The man’s right hand slid over Chuck’s thigh and those expert fingers started to stroke the boy’s cock, ‘Now just watch the show and let me do the work.’

Chuck jerked his hips, trying to increase the stimulation from the fingers that were tormenting his cock but Carlos just laughed and moved his fingers in time with the teenager’s wriggling…teasing and tormenting him by preventing him getting too excited. Chuck moaned as he watched the screen. Oh God…that was so hot…he could see the boy’s cheeks hollowing as he sucked and licked the olive coloured shaft.

Minutes passed then the on-screen Carlos pulled his cock free of the boy’s mouth and thick spurts of white cum sprayed over the boy’s face. In the room the fingers busy with the teenager’s cock pulled the skin back from the head, stretching the loose flesh down the shaft, gripping his cock almost to the point of pain. ‘No-no…patience…shhh, patience, Chuck…you’ll enjoy the next bit too…’

The scene cut and changed. This time the boy was astride the same bench Chuck was on. But he was tied down…broad black straps round each ankle pinning them to the uprights and his arms were stretched above his head. His wrists were tied together and the tie was looped around the cross bar at the other end on the bench so he was stretched out flat. But he was still hard and erect, his huge cock curving back so hard that the head touched the smooth flat skin of his abdomen. The boy’s penis had obviously been well coated with lube of some kind because it gleamed and glistened in the lights, every detail of the deep vee under the helmet, the curved rim and the network of raised veins along the shaft all pin sharp on the big screen.

Carlos was leaning on a stool at the coloured boy’s side, the fingers of his right hand, also shiny and slippery with lube, encircling the thick brown cock shaft. There wasn’t any sound but Chuck could see Carlos was smiling and talking to the boy as his hand moved up and down quite slowly, stroking and teasing the boy’s cock, wanking him with a maddening stimulation but never quite hard enough to allow him to cum. Chuck could see how frantic the boy was getting by the way his muscles were fluttering and how he was lifting his hips with each stroke.

Carlos stroked Chuck’s cock a little harder. ‘Twenty-five minutes I played with him before I let him cum…that time. Do you think you could do better, Chuck?’ See, my hand’s going a little faster…look at the way he’s clenching…and the fingers…when they suddenly stretch out you know he’s on the brink…’ On screen the boy was shouting out now, arching up, buttocks clenched to lift him clear of the padded top as the stimulation of those clever fingers became too much to take.

On screen Carlos was using longer and faster strokes, gripping the shaft more tightly. Suddenly, he was there, the boy’s cock was jerking and throbbing, squirting milky white trails right up to his chin and across his naked chest and stomach. Chuck writhed with his own pleasure as he felt Carlos squeezing and stretching his cock while the on screen the other Carlos was doing the same to the boy using the same hand to milk the last few drops from the pouting slit while with the other he was gently massaging the sticky cum into the boy’s brown flesh so his body gleamed with its coating of lube and semen under the lights.

The screen went blank.

‘So, Chuck,’ he whispered in the boy’s ear, ‘you want a chance to star in that kind of movie, yes?’ Carlos continued to masturbate the teenager very gently keeping him hard and wanting more. ‘Of course, there will be some money in it…a boy like you could use $100 I expect…’ Chuck’s eyes glazed, his mind already clouded by vodka and Viagra and the over-riding sexual urges of what this man was doing to his hard, aching cock.

‘Oh fuuuuck…yes…for a hundred bucks I’ll do anything!’ Behind his back Carlos smiled at the man called John. It was not a kindly smile but one that showed the hot, cruel anticipation of what obscene ‘anything’s’ they would soon be doing to another young teenager’s cock and balls.

Carlos stayed sitting behind Chuck, playing with his cock and running his other hand over his body while John knelt to fasten the broad nylon straps round Chuck’s ankles securing each to one of the chrome uprights. It only took seconds, the straps were fastened with Velcro and although they looked flimsy, both men knew that Chuck would not be able to free himself unaided…however hard he struggled.

Carlos wriggled backwards, pulling Chuck’s upper body with him. He got off the bench and pressed the boy’s torso flat on the padded top ‘Now you just have to lie back, Chuck…and put those arms up over your head…just like you saw in the video.’

‘Yeah, OK,’ John held Chuck’s wrists and Carlos wrapped a soft Velcro-fastened cuff round them. He stretched the boy’s arms out above his head and pressed Chuck’s wrists down onto the cross bar at the top of the bench. He held him in position so John could wrap a length of duct tape round the bar and through the wrist tie a few times to leave the teen effectively immobilised with his cock and balls so beautifully exposed and vulnerable. After the first twist of tape neither man bothered to hold or reassure the boy. With the tie secure there was nothing young Chuck could do to protect his cock and those nice firm boy-balls from them anyway.

John looked down on the bound figure. Chuck couldn’t move his head much because of the way they’d tied his arms but it was obvious from the way he was grinning and tensing his muscles that he still though that this was all part of some sexy fantasy game. He held up a bottle of lube. ‘This’ll make you feel real good.’ Chuck gasped as the cold liquid was squirted onto his cock then gasped again as John wrapped his fingers round the shaft and started to spread the lube over every bit. He rolled Chuck’s foreskin back and squeezed some more lube onto the exposed glans. Chuck arched up with a stifled groan of pleasure mixed with a sensitive jerking reaction as John’s fingers touched the smooth head. Chuck automatically arched up again when the man traced one slippery finger round under the rim of his cock head.

‘Woo…sorry, guess I forgot you’d be a mite more sensitive there being uncut and all.’ But the hard, quick smile…and the fact that he kept on using that finger to circle and tease the most sensitive bit of Chuck’s cock showed that he knew exactly what he was doing…and was enjoying the boy’s desperate and futile attempts to stop him doing it.

‘Gaaah...p-p-please…hah-aaaah! N-no…p-please…ha-aaah p-please!’

‘Whoa, nice strong back you got there, boy,’ the finger teased the tender triangle under Chuck’s cock head. ‘Always like to see a boy rearing up like that when you play with the tip.’ His fingers circled the shaft and stroked up and down the slippery column. ‘That’s good…looks to me like you got a good seven an’ a bit there, mebbe eight inches of real hard meat son,’ his fingers moved slowly working up and down Chuck’s aching cock, ‘like to try something that’ll really make you fee extra good?’

Chuck nodded, busy clenching and lifting his buttocks off the bench to try and press his cock more firmly against those clever fingers that were tormenting him. He gasped with disappointment when John moved away to the case on the side table. ‘Hey, no…no injections, man…I really don’t like needles,’ he said craning his head up in panic as he saw the slim plastic cylinders in John’s hands. John shook his head and smiled in reassurance while on the other side, and out of Chuck’s sight, Carlos also smiled happily. Quite true, they didn’t have any needles…but there was a nice set of clips all set up as a zipper he planned to use on Chuck’s cock little later.

‘No…no needles…these little toys are suction tubes.’ He used the lube-slick fingers of his right hand to rub and squeeze Chuck’s stiff little boy nips in turn. He looked down and watched Chuck’s erect cock jerk up and down as he fondled the boy’s nipples. ‘Oh yes, son, I can see you like that.’ He fitted one of the slim cylinders over Chuck’s left nipple then pulled back on the pump just enough to seat the seal. ‘Feels like someone’s sucking your nips real hard…take a look…see how I can bring them right up…’ He worked the pump slowly, extracting the air so that the tan nipple tip was sucked up into the tube. ‘Feel that, Chuck?’

‘Oh...oh yes…Jeeez t-that’s…oh yes that’s r-real s-strong…Oh fuck!’

John worked the pump a little more watching the way the vacuum was drawing the whole nipple and the pale tan aureole up into a little finger-like peak inside the tube. Satisfied he closed the seal and took the connecting pipe off. Chuck craned his head up even more, watching the man clip the connector onto the other tube. Like before, he played with the already hard peak until it was shiny with lube then pressed the open end down over it. John smiled as he saw Chuck biting his lip as the fierce vacuum sucked his other nipple up into the same finger-like spike inside the tube. ‘There, in a minute your nips will be as stiff and sensitive as that cock of yours.’ He disconnected the pipe and flicked the two plastic tubes jutting out from Chuck’s chest with on finger, ‘Enjoy!’

Chuck made a small sound of frustration as a fierce throbbing ache in his nipples was added to the aching hardness of his erection. He tried twisting his body but all that did was make things worse as his cock and the little tubes all swayed and joggled with every little movement. John had left his foreskin peeled back so it was now tight under the rim of his cock head and the exposed glans was looking polished and shiny as the glaze of lube and precum dried across the smooth purple dome. The effect of the little tubes sucking on his tits were getting worse too…just like someone was trying to give his nips a real hard love bite.

The two men watched the teenager wriggling on the bench. Carlos nodded and squeezed a little lube onto the finger of his right hand. John eased the hardness of his own erection inside his jeans and moved to stand behind the camera. Carlos smiled down at Chuck and pulled up a stool on the right of the bench. He propped himself on the stool facing Chuck’s head, just as he’d done in the scene Chuck had watched. He ran his right forefinger up the seam of the boy’s cock then slid forefinger and thumb in a loose circle over the glans. ‘Time for some cock fun, Chuck…think you’re going to be able to hold out?’ His hand moved up and down, the finger circle just brushing the shaft in a tormenting caress. ‘I know…you just want me to grip a little harder, work that shaft a little faster…then…’

Without warning he leaned over and licked the tip of his tongue up and down the little triangle of flesh under the cock head. Chuck groaned and arched up. ‘Then you want me to really work my tongue across the tip and suck it all the way down…yes?’ He smiled at the frantic nodding from the boy. Carlos shook his head, ‘sorry, Chuck…you need to earn those $100 dollars…it’s going to build up real slow and then when you’re right on the edge…well then I’ll take a little break…let things cool down a bit before we start all over again.’

‘Oh fuck…don’t do this…please I’m so hard…you gotta let me cum, Carlos…you’ll get the shots you wanted…just like that other kid…please! Oh fuck that’s so good…please!’

‘Course I’m going to make you shoot, Chuck…let you cum as hard as you want to…’ His hand moved a little faster, working the boy towards the edge. After a few minutes he smiled. ‘That’s right Chuck…feel it building up…you’re getting close…closer…closer…’ He smiled even more as he took his hand away and watched the boy’s cock jerking and bobbing in a useless quest for that extra touch that would have brought the thick, white cream spurting out across his chest and belly.

‘Nooooo…please, Carlos…oh fuck…no…no I was nearly there! PLEASE! Go on …please…PLEASE!’

‘Told you, it’s a game, Chuck…you want to cum…but I’ll decide when…unless you can make me take you that little bit too far of course?’ His fingers stroked the wrinkled skin of the boy’s scrotum, lifting and rolling the soft weight of his testicles. He stroked the boy’s thighs and continued that slow fondling of his testicles for a few minutes. He ran his hands up his flanks and flicked and twisted the tubes jutting from Chuck’s imprisoned nipples. With each contact, Chuck gasped and moaned, pulling and tugging at the straps without any success. Finally, Carlos traced his fingers slowly down his abdomen to the short, wiry hairs at the boy’s groin.

‘Ready to try again, Chuck?’ Forefinger and thumb circled the shaft again, stroking up and down in that slow masturbating rhythm that took long, tormenting minutes while the boy gasped and panted like a sprinter as the feeling slowly got stronger and stronger. At last his fingers stretched out and he clenched his buttocks, holding himself up in an arch as he drove his aching cock into the air and that circle of pleasure made by Carlos’ right hand.

‘OH YES…YES…I’m…I’M…YES...YESSSS… OH FUCK NO…NO…NO! You can’t no…not again…please…please…I GOTTA CUM…PLEASE! OH GOD NOOOOO…YOU FUCKIN’ BASTARD!!’

Carlos took his hand away and watched with a wide grin as the boy bucked and strained against the straps, yelling first in excitement then screaming in total frustration as he was left on the edge once again.

‘Oh-ho, that’s not nice…not nice at all. I think you earned yourself a little extra punishment later, Chuck. But for now, lets take these off shall we?’ He flicked the plastic cylinders that had now sucked the boy’s nipples into proud, dark red peaks.

Chuck stared at him, eyes wide and teeth clenched as he tried desperately to find that extra stimulation that would bring him release. ‘S-sorry but jeez…p-please…pleeeease! I gotta cum so bad…P-P-PLEEEESE! Carlos.’ The man just patted the taut abdomen then release the vacuum on first one then the other of the tubes. Chuck whimpered as each one came off with a soft sucking noise. ‘Ooooh-Ha-aaah, Oh Fuck! Jeeez!’ He shuddered and twisted on the bench when Carlos gripped each swollen nipple between forefinger and thumb and gently squeezed and rolled the engorged bullet of flesh

‘Really feel that now don’t you,’ he chuckled. ‘You wait…really adds that bit extra when you cum…you’ll see.’ The man’s smile didn’t tell the boy that the real reason he’d used the tubes was to prepare the boy’s nipples for some very special and painful treatment a little later on in the session.

He stroked the boy’s flanks and along the long, hard muscles of his thighs. Chuck’s chest heaved rapidly as he fought to get his breathing back under control as that wonderful peak was denied him once again. ‘You see how it is, Chuck…truth is, I love watching young boys like you pleading for me to play with their cocks. Now, are you sure that you want to cum?’ One finger stroked between the teenager’s thighs, tickling the root of his cock and the sensitive place at the base of his scrotum. The finger moved across the skin and up the hard, curved shaft to the little vee under the head of Chuck’s penis. ‘Go on, Chuck…you tell me what you want me to do.’

‘Please, Carlos…please…for fucks sake don’t mess around…let me cum…please…I need to so bad…please!’

‘OK, if that’s what you want…’ he gripped the shaft of the boy’s cock, using long, firm strokes this time. ‘That’s a good boy…feels nice doesn’t it…Now lets give you some more pictures to get you in the mood…look at the screen, Chuck, watch the rest of that session you saw earlier.’

He felt the boy’s cock jerk in his hand as the big TV came on at the scene he been watching earlier. The coloured boy’s cock spurting across his chest an belly and Carlos using long, slow strokes to milk every last drop from the thick, slippery penis. Chuck could see the boy jerking and bucking his hips as he rode the wonderful sensations of being milked so expertly.

But Carlos didn’t stop.

Chuck shivered as those same fingers worked his cock harder and faster. But now there was another sensation driving him mad. The man’s other hand stroking his chest, the fingers toying with his nipples, making them ache too. Together those maddening sensations were building and building…this time he was going to cum…surely Carlos wouldn’t leave him hanging on the edge again…

On screen the coloured boy’s mouth was now wide open, his body twisting and writhing as he tried to get away from the over-stimulation that was turning pleasure into pain as Carlos continued to play with his penis. One hand was wrapped around the thick shaft, keeping it still while the other was busy stroking and rubbing the slippery glans. Each touch made the boy jerk and cry…especially when Carlos used his finger tips to trace slowly around and under rim of that tight, purple cock head.

What was worse for Chuck was that the pictures on screen were making him harder and hotter that ever. He was lifting his hips too, thrusting and grunting as the man’s clever fingers brought him nearer and nearer to the edge.  Of course he knew that Carlos would do the same thing to him once he did cum…he was watching it happen on screen…but that didn’t matter…nothing mattered except the sensations building up in his cock and that lovely, tensing ache in his balls as he reached…

‘Harder…please, harder…twist my tits, Carlos, please twist’m harder! Go on harder…faster...FASTER! Oh fuck…Fuck…I’m cumming…I’m there…I’m cumming…FUUUUUCK!’

‘There’s a good boy, Chuck…that’s right…go on you’re there, boy. Go on now…lets see all that cum spurting out. Go on…yesss there’s a goooood boy!’ Forefinger and thumb whitened as he squeezed and twisted one swollen nipple while his right hand worked the boy’s hard, jerking cock faster and faster.

‘YEEEESSSSSS! OH FUCK-FUCK-FUUUUUCK! YESSSSS…YESSSS!”

Chuck arched up from the padded bench as Carlos’ hand moved in a blur on his straining cock. Then, as he felt the contractions start, Carlos slowed his movements to long, firm strokes, smiling and nodding as the first jets of cum spurted from the slit. ‘Oh yes, that’s a real good boy…let’s have all of it…that’s good, Chuck,’ he whispered, urging the boy on. He wrapped four fingers and thumb round the shaft of Chuck’s cock, stretching the skin down with each long stroke so the shiny head jerked and pulsed squirting each fresh delivery in thick, creamy gobbets across the teenager’s belly.

‘OH FUCK YESSSS!’ Chuck screamed out, bucking up against the man’s hand as those long, hard strokes forced the last few dribbles from the slit, coating the head of his cock and smearing Carlos’ fingers with cum. ‘Y-yes! G-Gaaaah! Yuh…’ He twitched, jerking violently as the man continued touching his cock. ‘P-please…N-nooo…A-Aaaaaah…please…gaaah…P-PLEEEES!’ Carlos grinned down at him and very gently used just two fingers and thumb of his right hands to fondle the boy’s cock head. ‘GAAAAAAARH! Oh God…n-no, p-please don’t s-sore…Nooooooo! D-D-Don’t, please…don’t touch it! PLEASE!’

Carlos laughed and, just like he’d done on screen, held Chuck’s penis firmly in his left hand while continuing to play with the snow super-sensitive glans with the tips of his fingers. ‘Why not, Chuck? You’ve had your fun…now it’s my turn.’ He laughed as the sensation of just one fingertip tracing the rim of Chuck’s cock head made the boy arch up of the bench, twisting and jerking like a newly landed fish. ‘Gets real tender doesn’t it? Now Chuck…guess you’re expecting to go all soft in a minute or two…well, I’ve got some news for you. Every heard of Viagra, boy?’

He watched the boy nod, ‘well, you took three tablets mixed with that last coke you had...’ He watched the boy’s eyes go wide with horrified understanding. ‘That’s right,’ his fingertips teased the slick helmet again and the boy screamed and reared up under his hands. ‘That kinda dose will keep this fine boy-cock of yours nice and hard for a few hours yet…plenty of time for fun …course, I mean fun for me and John here.’

His forefinger teased the triangle of flesh under the glans of the boy’s hard, shiny cock. He smiled happily as the teenager on the bench cried and jerked with each little contact. Just right, he thought, God, that wonderful feeling of playing with a boy’s cock covered in spunk...that slippery head in your fingers and the way he always bucks and jerks and screams for you to stop…fucking great!

After five more crying, squirming minutes Carlos relented and Chuck’s head flopped back onto the padded bench as he gasped and heaved trying to get his breath back. Despite cumming only minutes ago the teenager’s cock remained hard and swollen, curving back so the head almost touched his lower belly. Carlos had deliberately left the boy’s foreskin rolled back leaving the glans exposed. The thick meaty shaft was wet with a mix of cum and lube, the network of swollen veins standing out prominently under the shiny surface.

Chuck was too exhausted to bother to look and see what Carlos was doing, or even think why he might have stopped his sadistic game. It was the buzzing noise that made him jerk his head round to one side. ‘JEEEZ…w-what the fuck? Look…let me outta here…this is fucking weird.’ He wrenched and strained at the straps but couldn’t get any leverage to even loosen the tape holding his wrists. ‘You keep that fucking thing away from me, you bastard…you hear me! YOU’RE SICK…BOTH OF YOU FUCKING PERVERTS ARE SICK!’

He didn’t notice John on the other side of the bench. Chuck opened his mouth to continue yelling when John rammed his used and crumpled tanga briefs inside. Seconds later a strip of black duct tape was slapped across his mouth and pressed down firmly on each side to seal the wad of cotton fabric inside his mouth as a crude but highly effective gag. Veins stood out on Chuck’s temples and his face went dull red as he strained against his bonds and continue to try and yell abuse at the two men.

They just laughed and watched him struggling. For a few moments all that could be heard in the room was the slap and squeak of bare skin against the padded top of the bench, a muffled series of noises and the wasp sound of the electric toothbrush that Carlos was holding in his right hand.

Carlos pressed the base and silence fell. He propped himself comfortably against the stool once more, reached and over and fondled the teenager’s testicles with his right hand. ‘Now this is a little game I like to play with all the boys…I call it ‘cock scrubbing’…nothin’ to it,’ he and John chuckled, ‘just a bit of tickling where you’ll feel it most.’ The body on the bench heaved and twisted, mewing sounds coming from behind the gag as he traced his fingers across the wrinkled skin and around the base of the boy’s hard, jerking cock. He closed his fingers round the lubed shaft and gently moved his hand up and down.

‘Shouldn’t have talked to me that way, Chuck…not nice…not nice at all.’ He continued to play with the boy’s cock, using his fingertips to tease the rim and that special place under the head. He squeezed more drops of fluid from the slit then used one finger to coat the smooth helmet with the slippery liquid. ‘Still leaking, eh Chuck? Let’s polish you up a bit shall we?’ His left hand gripped the shaft and pulled down, stretching the skin taut so the boy’s cock head was totally exposed. Holding the toothbrush in his right hand he flicked the switch and very gently let the rotating bristles caress the taut, gleaming head of Chuck Adam’s penis.

At first there was just a tensing of the teenager’s muscles and the rapid snorting noises as he tried to drag more air into his lungs. Suddenly, he seemed to go mad, wriggling from side to side, his buttocks and the big muscles of his thighs clenching hard as he tried to twist away from the scratching agony of the harsh bristles vibrating against the head of his cock. The two men just laughed, Carlos keeping hold of the boy’s cock at the base and easily following each desperate movement to keep the head of the brush touching exactly the place he wanted on the exposed head.

The buzzing stopped and Carlos looked at Chuck. ‘Feels sore, don’t it? Well, guess after that you could do with a little more lube…’ He put the toothbrush on the stool but kept his left hand around the base of the boy’s cock shaft. John squirted some KY into his free hand then watched Chuck expression as Carlos used his wet, slippery fingers to coat the shaft and the hot, sore glans with lube. The instant he began to touch the over-sensitized glans Chuck’s whole body arched up from the padded top, his face wide and staring with an awful pleasure-agony at the sensations of someone touching the most sensitive point of his body.

Carlos continued his slow, deliberate masturbation, working the whole length of the teenager’s cock but always coming back to concentrate on the head, around the rim and that special little vee underneath. ‘Don’t know what you want to do I guess,’ Carlos said quietly. ‘You want me to stop…but really you want me to work a little harder and faster…’cause you and I know you really want to cum all over again…that’s right ain’t it?’ Chuck’s frantic nodding was all the confirmation Carlos needed. ‘Well…I think you’ve earned another little drying sessions first…seeing how this,’ he flicked ih finger against the hard, hot shaft of Chuck’s penis, ‘is all wet and shiny again.’

The nods turned into wild head shaking as Chuck watched Carlos pick up the toothbrush again. Behind the makeshift gag the mewing noises reached a new level of desperation, noises that were blotted out as Carlos smiled happily and turned the brush on.

This time he concentrated first on the flared rim of Chuck’s cock and the exposed delicate skin right under the rim. He moved the brush head round the rim, letting the bristles scrape each place almost raw before allowing the teenager a tiny respite as he moved the head away. Then, with another delicate movement he would touch the buzzing head to a new spot to torment the nerve rich tissues of the glans once again. All the while his eyes flicked between concentrating on holding the boy’s cock at just the right angle…and studying the reaction on Chuck’s face to each new contact of those buzzing, torturing bristles.

‘John, reckon we should hear what Chuck’s got to say now…always like to hear a boy telling us how much he’s feeling it…’ John nodded and ripped the tape away from Chuck’s mouth before hooking one finger between his teeth to drag the now sodden briefs out of his mouth.

Of coursehis mouth was so dry that for a few moment Chuck found it quite impossible to say anything at all. ‘That’s good, very good, Chuck you’ve learn….

But Chuck hadn’t learned as he screamed, ‘…FUUUUUUKING PERVERTS!!’ AAAAAAAAAARGH! NO-NO-NO…NO not th…GAAAARGH! Oh please…p-p-p-PLEEEEES! NAAAAAAH!’

Carlos smiled and lifted the vibrating head away for a moment as Chuck threshed about and screamed at them. He stroked the boy’s cock with lube-slick fingers. Chuck squealed each time those fingers touched the raw rim of his cock head, arching up from the padded top and twisting his hips to try and dislodge his torturer’s hand. He failed and Carlos smiled even more, leaning forward so he could apply the buzzing head of the toothbrush to the most sensitive pint of Chuck’s cock…that deep vee cleft under the head and the little pouting slit that was still leaking thick droplets of sticky fluid.

‘Pity…sounds like you’ve still got to learn your lessons,’ Carlos said, ‘but first its time for you to cum again for me, boy…and this little toy’s gong to bring you off real quick…believe me, two, three minutes and you’ll be spurting harder than the first time.’ His left hand

‘No…no…mister… I mean Carlos, NOOO…p-p-please no…aaaah-AAAAH!’

‘That’s right, boy…you clench real hard…see how well you can fuck my fingers while I just scrub a little more under the head just…’ Chuck arched up of the padded top, hips jerking and thrusting

‘…AAAH! Oh yes…t-t-there…yuh…yuh…oh fuck yes…OH FUCK! OOOOH FUUUUCK! Yes-YES…YEEEEES! C-C-CUMMMMING!’

‘That’s right, boy…nothing you can do to stop it.’ He turned off the brush when he first jet of semen spurted up across Chuck’s chest and used his fingers to caress and milk the boy’s cock, working the shaft with long, firm strokes to ensure that every drop was forced from the slit. He waited, keeping the fingers of his left wrapped around the hot, hard shaft, letting Chuck think that this time he could relax. Then he smiled. It was a thin, cruel smile of sadistic anticipation. He put the electric toothbrush down on the stool…leaving his right hand free to caress and stroke the slippery, raw helmet of Chuck’s penis once again.

‘AAAAAAAH…G-G-GAAAAAAWD! OHFUCK! OHFUCKKKK! N-NA…NAAH!

P-P-PLEEEESE…NAAAAAAAAAAARGH!’

‘Too bad you couldn’t watch that mouth of yours, boy…gotta learn to do as you’re told.’ The slow, careful torment went on for nearly five minutes before Carlos stopped. Holding the still rigid shaft between just forefinger and thumb he bent it down then let it go so it flicked back to slap against his abdomen with a wet ‘splack!’ Chuck jerked and gasped. Both John and Carlos laughed as Carlos reached over and did it again. ‘Dammit, John, look at that…cums twice and still rock-hard…those pills really do the business.’

Chuck’s head lolled back between his upraised arms, mouth open as he breathed in long, shaking gasps as he tried to recover from the physical efforts of cumming twice in such a short time and his frantic struggles to try and shield his cock and balls from the attentions of his tormentors. He didn’t pay any attention as the two men went over to where some other fittings for the padded bench were propped against a wall. Chuck had been right when he thought the chrome steel and black padded bench looked medical...it was actually an examination couch. The end sections could be removed and the legs that Carlos had tied Chuck’s ankles to also had strong bracket fittings to take a pair of medical stirrups usually used for holding a patient’s legs out of the way during internal examinations.

It was the noise as the two men slid the stirrup arms into place in the brackets that made Chuck come awake and take notice. Carlos smiled and reached between the teenager’s legs to grip his testicles quite gently. He rolled the soft weights between his fingers, watching to see that he had Chuck’s complete attention. Then, he closed his hand and squeezed…just for a moment, smiling even more as Chuck arched up off the padded top with a single harsh gasp of panic.

‘Now I know you don’t want me to do that again…do you?’ Carlos waited for the frantic nodding agreement. ‘Well, you see these things John’s putting up?’ he waited for another nod. “Good now all you got to do is let John untie your legs…without any fuss, understand?’ A little gentle hand pressure and another desperate nod brought a quick, happy smile from the man called Carlos. ‘Right, that’s a good boy…well. Then you’re going to let John lift your legs up and out wide so your knees are over those plastic supports and then you can put your feet into the cups on the end of the rods…now, you do that nice and easy and I don’t close my fingers round these nice, big balls of yours…that clear?’

‘Oh fuck…oh yes…yes…p-p-pleeese…d-d-don’t d-do t-t-t-that again.’

Carlos waited, fingers very gently rolling and caressing the boy’s scrotum and the enclosed testicles until John had repositioned the teenager’s legs spread wide apart with his knees hooked over the supports. While John used more of the Velcro straps to secure each Chuck’s legs to the stirrups at thigh, knee and ankle, Carlos used his other hand to continue his tormenting stroking masturbation of the teenager’s still-hard penis.

‘You’ve had some pleasure, boy…and you’re still hard but now it’s time for you to give my and my friend some of that special relief too.’ Chuck jerked as John unclipped the end pad of the bench and took it away leaving the teenager’s buttocks almost unsupported with the strain taken by the knee supports. Carlos released his hold on the boy’s scrotum tracing his fingers down along the exposed crease between his cheeks. One finger touched the pouting rosette of Chuck’s anus so it flexed under his touch. ‘Well, now I just know you’re not a virgin down here,’ his finger pressed against the opening and Chuck groaned with familiar pleasure as he relaxed and the man’s finger slid inwards. ‘Ah yes, kinda thought you might be used to this.’

To his surprise, Carlos took his finger out in place and walked over to the case by the wall. When he came back he showed Chuck what he was holding…a plain, flexible, 12-inch plastic school ruler. Chuck could even see the numbers and markings on it.

‘Before that…We think you need a little lesson, Chuck…so, before you use that lippy mouth of yours to give my friend here a real good time…I’m gonna give you a sorta reminder that you need to be good…real good. I said you needed to mend your manners but you still don’t listen….’ He walked round the bench until he was standing in the splayed vee between Chuck’s thighs. ‘See this?’ He held up the ruler. ‘Just a piece of plastic but used right it makes boys like you real obedient.’

With out any more warning he held Chuck’s cock with his left hand and stretched it flat along his belly making the teenager’s scrotum lift and tighten so his testicles showed as two firm mounds beneath the taut skin. Then, holding the ruler by one end he tapped the other end against Chuck’s testicles…not hard, just using the flex of the plastic to provide a steady whippy flick of the flat end against the boy’s exposed scrotum. For a second or two Chuck didn’t do anything except jerk a little with the shock of each small impact. Within a few moments though his mouth had opened in a wide O of agony and he started panting and crying, his hips jerking up and down as he wrenched and fought against the ties holding him spread open in the examination stirrups.

‘Gaaah…n-n-n-NAAAH! D-d-d-d-d-dooooon’t. P-PLEEESE! NAH! NAH! STOOOOOOP! A-AAARGH! NO-NO-NAAAAAARGH! PLEEEESE!

‘Takes no effort at all…but after a while…’ Carlos’ voice was soft and conversational as he continued to use the ruler like a willow wand against the teenager’s exposed testicles. ‘Well, you can feel it for yourself. Always surprised how much you can hurt a guy just by working his cock and balls in the proper way…no real marks either…just all that pain.’ Chuck was jerking madly now, his hips bucking with each impact the muscles of his abdomen and upper thighs flexing and tensing so that they showed in hard relief as the agony got worse and worse. ‘You goin’ to be real nice to John, here?’

‘NAAAARRRGH…STOP…STOP…OH GOD PLEEEES! I’LL DO IT! YES-YES! YESSSSS! ANYTHING…PLEASE! PLEASE STOPPPPPP IT!’

Another couple of minutes of agony passed before Carlos paused and looked at the sweat-soaked figure jerking and crying on the examination couch. ‘Well, seein’ how you promise so nice and loudly…what do you think John, shall we give the boy another chance?’

John chuckled, ‘Might as well.’ Chuck’s eyes went wide with horror when John produced a switchblade…but it was just to slice through the tape holding his arms to the top of the bench. Before Chuck could move John had the needle-sharp point against Chuck’s throat. ‘Easy boy…just bring those hands down…right down so you can hold the leg you can feel by your shoulders.’ The blade drew a tiny bead of blood on the teenager’s tanned skin but there was no need of the reminder. Chuck couldn’t obey fast enough…even though he gasped in pain trying stretch his tired, cramped muscles in a new direction. John bent to tape his wrists to the chrome leg. And just to make sure Chuck couldn’t flex his arms he ran a second circle of tape round both arm and metal upright just above each elbow.

Then he unscrewed something under the bench and the top flap of the examination swung down vertically leaving Chuck’s head and neck unsupported. Both men looked down at the naked teenager, thighs held wide apart with his head hanging backwards, eyes looking towards the back wall of the room.

They watched him for a few moments, laughed and quickly got undressed. Carlos walked back to stand between Chuck’s upraised and outspread knees…the bottle of lube in his left hand, top already flipped open.

Chuck had already seen Carlos naked on the TV but not John. He twisted his head to the side, watching the man stripping off. Despite all they had done to him, his cock jerked in his growing excitement and anticipation of being fucked by the two of them. Like Carlos John was in real good shape, his body tanned and hard with muscle. Chuck could see that his cock was shorter and thicker than Carlos, the stubby shaft pointing up from a close vee of wiry blonde hair. Like Carlos he was circumcised, the big purple head had a wide flange that left a deep undercut round the rim, the thick shaft had big, prominent veins snaking round its six-inch length. John saw that the teenager watching him. He grinned and stroked his cock, spreading the seepage of his pre-cum so the head gleamed wetly under the lights.

‘Bet you can guess how you’re goin to thank me…’ he said walking over to the boy’s backwards-tilted head. ‘Hope you can breath through your nose ‘cause your mouth’s gonna be full.’  He moved closer, legs slightly apart then bent forwards until the head touched the teenager’s lips. ‘Now you show me how good you are at saying thank-you, boy.’ He sighed with pleasure as Chuck Adams parted his lips and began to suck and lick the domed helmet. John leaned over further, reached forwards and gripped the boy’s still swollen nipples He squeezed the engorged peaks easing his hips forward his hips so another inch of hot, thick cock meat slid into the willing mouth. ‘Oh yes…that’s right…plenty of tongue…lick right round the ri…OH FUCK! Yeah that’s good, boy…real goood!’

Carlos grinned and trickled lube onto the fingers of his right hand. While watching John gasping and moving with the pleasure of the boy’s lips and tongue working his cock so expertly, he slowly pushed and twisted his slippery forefinger deep into the teenager’s anus. John shouted as Chuck reacted to the new impalement, lips closing in a warm, wet suction on the shaft while his tongue flickered and licked even faster round the head of his cock.

Carlos worked his finger in and out fucking the boy’s anus with long, slow strokes. Chuck moaned as Carlos added a second finger, stretching the boy’s ring even more. He moaned even more, hips arching up off the padded top with pleasure when Carlos crooked those impaling finger so the tips stroked against his prostate in a tormenting stimulation.

A few minutes later Chuck was jerking and heaving even harder when John slid the full six-inch length of his cock over the boy’s tongue and down his throat. He took his time, almost riding the boy’s face to make him lick the root of his penis then pulling back in one long slow movement until just the glans was between his lips. Another pause, letting Chuck take two or three quick, panting breaths before sliding the saliva-slicked cock shaft down the boy’s throat again. He closed he eyes and used his hips to keep up the long, slow fucking of the sixteen year olds’ talented mouth. And with each movement his fingers rolled and pinched the boy’s nipples, his nails fretting and scraping the sensitive points making Chuck Adams squirm and wriggle even more.

Carlos watched intently, those two fingers working in time with John’s rhythmic movements to stimulate and open the boy’s anus for his own pleasure. He grinned as the boy’s hips lifted again with the pressure of his fingertips on his prostate. Seeing that John’s strokes were getting harder and faster, Carlos pulled his own fingers free and dribbled a long squirt of lube onto his hard, throbbing cock. Throwing the bottle to one side he moved close between the boy’s thighs and pressed the slippery head of his cock against the already swollen and relaxed ring of the teen’s anus. ‘My turn now, boy,’ he said, and leaned forwards.

Chuck arched up…a wet muffled scream escaping round the throat-filling gag of one penis. He reacted to the impaling thrust of another nine inches of hot, rigid cock stretching his anus wide and filling his rectum until pain and pleasure mixed. Carlos pushed deeper until the root of the boy’s cock was buried in the wiry hair at his groin. He brought another stifled gasp from Chuck as he curled the wet, slippery fingers of his right hand round the sore but still hard shaft of the boy’s cock and slowly rubbed his hand up and down.

‘That’s right, boy, give us both a good hard ride,’ Carlos grinned as the two of them began to move in rhythm, fucking the pinioned boy with long, hard strokes. With his arms held down and his legs lifted and strapped wide apart there was nothing Chuck could do to avoid or stop the double impalement of his throat and anus. Each inward double thrust brought fresh grunting noises and an arching of his back, each withdrawal a sudden series of panting gasps as he fought for air.

The two men played with the teenager’s smooth, sweat-slick body for long minutes as they fucked him in tandem. John kept his fingers moving, alternately tormenting the swollen tan nipples then tickling the sensitive skin along Chuck’s ribs and under his arms. Carlos continued to play with the boy’s vulnerable cock. His right hand working the shaft with long, firm strokes while using the fingers of his left hand to rub and caress the ultra-sensitive glans.

Every so often He would pause and bring a different kind of shuddering spasm from the pinioned figure by using his fingers to fondle Chuck’s scrotum. The earlier torture had left the teenager’s testicles swollen and tender so that even the gentlest touch was enough to make Chuck clench his buttocks together and arch up from the padded top. And each time Carlos smiled and gasped with pleasure as his own cock felt as though it was being squeezed inside a warm velvet vice.

John was the first to cum. The stimulation from that busy tongue and lips and slippery sheath of the boy’s throat was just too much for him to hold back. There was also the erotic sight of that tanned, slick teenage body jerking and twisting under the double fucking, watching Carlos reaming the boy’s anus while playing with eight inches of hard, slippery boy cock.

‘Oh fuck…yes…yes…that’s it boy! YESSSSS! Faster…go on…faster…FASTER!’

His fingers scrabbled for the boy’s nipples, twisting the dark pink tips and stretching them up into sharp cones in his frenzy. ‘FUCKKKK! Suck it…suck it…SUCK IT HARRRRD! OH FUUUUCK…OH YES! YES! YESSSSS!’

He rammed his cook deep into Chuck’s throat in a series of hard thrusts then grabbed the boy’s head and forced himself even deeper, pressing his groin into the boy’s face and holding him there until Chuck began heaving and threshing with lack of air.

John yelled out and pulled back, gripping the shaft of his cock with his right hand while holding Chuck’s head with his left. Thick strings of saliva dripped from the gleaming helmet coating the boy’s face as the man leaned forwards, working his cock with a hard rapid rhythm. He pressed the head against the slippery lips as thick white cream spurted across Chuck’s mouth and cheeks. Despite the heaving breaths the boy’s pink tongue emerged to lick and lap the warm cream from John’s cock.

‘Ha-aaaah! Uh…yeah…that’s good…yeah…G-G-God! Oh fuck…that’s right…l-lick it r-real clean, boy. Jeeez ain’t cum like that for weeks. Yeah, you’re real good…’ With one hand he slowly smeared the wet, sticky mixture of saliva and cum over the teenager’s face. He breathed heavily. ‘Real good, boy…’ he fiddled with something under the bench then lifted the end piece of the top up until it supported Chuck’s head and neck once more. Chuck gasped with relief as the strain on his neck muscles was relieved then arched up with a sudden gasp of pleasure as Carlos thrust his hips forward to slide nearly nine inches of man cock deep inside the boy’s rectum once again.

‘Wanna look?’ John didn’t wait for an answer but lifted the end piece until it was tilted up at an angle. Chuck’s head and shoulder were raised so for the first time he could look down the bench along the smooth moist skin of his belly to where Carlos was playing with his cock as he fucked the boy’s ass. ‘Fuck, makes me hard all over again just watching it…you agree, boy?’ John’s fingers found the boys left nipple and rolled the swollen tip from side to side. ‘From all the noises I guess you’re about to shoot all over again…ain’t that right Carlos?’

‘Just look after the fuckin’ camera’, Carlos muttered between gritted teeth as he concentrated on the twin pleasure of the hot, tight sheath of flesh gripping his cock and playing with the equally hot and slippery length of hard boy cock. He thrust his hips forwards making Chuck arch his body up in response then held the position with his cock buried full length in the teenager’s rectum. He looked up into Chuck’s face, ‘But he’s right…all twitchin’ and ready to cum for me.’

The finger of his right hand circled the boy’s cock, sliding up and down with just enough friction to make Chuck gasp and thrust upwards in growing need. The man smiled and licked the tips of the fingers of his other hand. He increased the rhythm of his movements then reached over and used those saliva-wet fingers to play with the exposed and abused head of the teenager’s cock.

Chuck stared down the length of his body. ‘Oh GOD! OH FUCK! P-P-P-PLEEESE…GO ON PLEEESE! H-HAAAH…YES…YESSS! F-FASTER!

OHFUCKOHFUCKOHFUCK…NAAAAARGH...I WANNA CUMMMMM!’ With each gabbled cry his hips bucked upwards, the slick wet cheeks of his buttocks making sticky slapping noises against the padded top as he jerked up and down helplessly under Carlos’s expert masturbation.

‘Aaah, that’s right, keep clenching those muscles…that feels real good, Chuck,’ Carlos whispered as the teen’s movements stroked and massaged the thick rubbery cock impaled deep inside his body. Carlos didn’t need to do anything. It was Chuck who was doing all the work as each arching movement forced the boy’s body up and down just a little on the shaft of the man’s penis. But that movement was enough to ensure that the bulbous head pressed and stroked against that special place up inside, stimulating Chuck’s prostate and helping to push him over the brink to cum for the third time in less than an hour.

Carlos read the familiar signs and withdrew just a little, moving his body in a rapid thrusting rhythm to apply even more friction to the teen’s prostate. His fingers blurred as he rubbed the swollen cock even harder and faster. He left the glans alone and used his other hand to stroke and caress the root of the boy’s penis and scrotum.

It was too much.

‘Can’t hold it…please…please…oh..oh…OH FUCK!  OH YES…YES…YES!

C-C-CUMMING…YUH…YUH…GAAAAAAAAAAH…OH YESSSSS!’ Chuck Adams screamed, every muscle quivered as he arched up from the table, cock jerking and throbbing as he squirted more jets of warm cream across his own belly and nipples. Carlos rammed his cock deep into the boy’s anus, holding it there as he felt his own climax coming. He continued working the boy’s cock and balls, making the eighteen year old twist and jerk even harder as he tried to escape the tormenting over-stimulation.

‘FUUUUUUK! That’s it OH YESSSS! FUCK! FUCK! YESSSS!’

Carlos dug his finger into the boy’s splayed thighs and slammed his cock into the boy’s rectum with hard, violent thrusts as he to squirted hot jets of semen deep into his pinioned victim. The first frenzy over he gave two or three more heavy, penetrating thrusts before slowing pulling his softening cock free from Chuck’s body. He used his right hand to wipe a thick cream of lube and semen from his own penis before rubbing the sticky mixture across Chuck’s abs.

He reached down and closed his fingers round the still hard shaft of the boy’s penis. He laughed when Chuck bucked and cried out when his thumb stroked across the slippery domed head. ‘Still a bit sensitive there, boy eh? Bet you didn’t think you could still keep it up.’ He pulled the teenager’s cock down between his legs then let it go. It snapped back so hard that the glans slapped against Chuck’s abdomen with a wet ‘splack!’ that made both men chuckle and Chuck’s stomach muscles twitch. Carlos did it again. ‘Fuckin’ hell…look at that willya…the boy’s cum three times already and it’s still like an iron bar – fucking incredible!’ He looked over towards the side of the room. ‘John, pass us that bottle…guess Chuck here could do with a little drink after that.’

The bottle of orange juice had a click top. John held it to Chuck’s lips, watching intently as the boy eagerly sucked down long swigs of juice. Carlos also watched intently. While he did his fingers just kept up a gentle stimulation, stroking the damp wiry tendrils of hair at the base of Chuck’s cock then running his hands over the taut, moist skin of the boy’s thighs and lower abdomen. With two thirds of the juice gone, John took the bottle away and the two men stood looking at the exhausted teenager strapped to the examination bench. ‘You just rest a minute there, Chuck,’ Carlos said quietly. ‘Let you get your strength back so we can play a bit more.’

‘No…Jeez you can’t I mean…that’s fuckin’ out of order. Just untie me and let me out of this fucking place…LET ME GO!’ He yelled out then looked up and saw something unpleasant in Carlos’s dark, hooded eyes. ‘Oh God! No-no…please! You won’t hurt me again… will you?  please…I won’t say anything I promise Please don’t…PLEASE!’

The two men grinned down at him. Carlos reached over and stroked one finger along the underside of the boy’s twitching cock. ‘Take a rest like I said, boy…still got games to play with this…’ he paused and stoked the slippery shaft a few times then smiled down sadistically, ‘specially when that last tablet kicks in…’ They both laughed at the screams of rage and despair when the teenager strapped to the bench suddenly realised what that final comment meant.

Carlos walked to the stairs. ‘Think I’ll take a shower then make those calls…’ John stroked the still semi-hard shaft of his cock and chuckled, ‘I’ll stay with Chuck here.’ He ran his fingers along the slick, tanned skin before flicking a nipple then lazily tracing a finger around the indentation of the boy’s navel in slow, teasing circles.

‘D-don’t..p-p-please…’

‘Not much you can do about it, is there?’ There was a sudden flurry of noise, flesh slapping on leather and the clink and jingle of the chromed fittings as the teenager jerked and wriggled wildly, fighting in vain to free himself from the ties holding him down on the padded couch. But with his hands down at his side and his legs spread and held obscenely apart in the shaped examination stirrups he was helpless. ‘That’s it boy, you give your best shot,’ John laughed, watched the frantic struggles for a few moments then reached over so he could play with the head of the teenager’s cock. ‘Still hard and ready for action, eh?’

‘D-don’t…don’t t-t-ouch me…p-please…its s-s-sore…Please mister, let me go, please…’ He looked into John’s eyes and saw the hot, cruel excitement there, ‘No…NO PLEASE…DON’T….PLEEEESE! OH FUCK…NOOOOO!’

John flicked the swollen tip of Chuck’s penis, laughed again and moved round so he could stand between the wide-splayed thighs. Chuck wailed as felt him running his fingers upwards to play with the hot, wet crease leading to his anus and the soft skin pouch holding those taut, hard boy balls. Balls that were all ready to be milked again but were still nicely throbbing and tender from the smacking treatment Carlos had given them with the ruler half an hour ago.

‘God I love the feel of these…makes me hard just playing with them.’ John rolled the swollen testicles inside their bag, enjoying each twitch and gasp as he fondled the sensitive pouch of skin and the tender globes inside. After a couple of minutes of teasing fun he moved closer.  Using his right hand he guided the head of his now hard cock to press against the swollen, leaking ring of the teenager’s anus. ‘Relax, son…nothin’ you can do to stop me anyway so might as well let me in real easy.’ He pushed, just a little, and gasped with his own sudden pleasure as Chuck relaxed and the head of his cock slipped inside the tight ring. ‘Oh yeah…you’re good, boy, real talented. Now lets feel what this boy pussy of yours is like inside.’

Chuck panted and stared down at his groin, trying to relax as John’s thick cock slid deeper and deeper inside his rectum. He groaned involuntarily each time the domed head pressed and rubbed across his prostate. Despite his tiredness and the fact that he was so drained and sore the feeling of wanting to cum was still there…growing stronger with each stroke. Chuck groaned louder and arched up, muscles taut and quivering at the torturing mix of pain and pleasure. He wanted to rest…but the Viagra in his bloodstream kept his cock throbbing and hard with cruel arousal. It didn’t seem to matter what the two men did to him or how often he was forced cum.

John watched the teenager’s head shaking from side to side, his eyes screwed tight shut as he tried to deal with the over-stimulation he was being forced to endure. He grinned and pushed his hips forward, gasping with his own pleasure as he felt the length of his cock being gripped in the warm, slippery sheath of the boy’s rectum. But he was careful to leave the upcurving column of Chuck Adams’ abused penis well alone. Carlos wouldn’t mind him fucking the boy’s anus but Chuck’s cock was due for some more of Carlos’s special attention before they made him spurt for the fourth time and John didn’t want to risk making him cum before they’d had their fun.

Upstairs, Carlos took a quick shower before pulling on a clean tee shirt and a black cotton slip. He was still aroused, but, unlike John, he could wait. He enjoyed the extra stimulation of watching the wild movements and listening to the cries of pleasure and pain from his victim as he worked on their cock and balls. He listened to the noises coming from downstairs and smiled, his own penis stiffening and tenting the soft cotton as he heard the gasps and groans of sexual arousal and the soft wet noises of flesh on flesh. John would cum again in a few more minutes…then it would be his turn.

John, his cock deep in the teenager’s rectum, leaned over and gripped Chuck’s swollen nipples. Chuck stared back down at his own body, panting with the growing pleasure deep inside as the rubbery helmet of the man’s cock rubbed and stimulatedhis prostate with every movement. His mouth opened wide, muscles tensing, when John slowly pinched his forefingers and thumbs together, squeezing the sensitive tips with cruel force. Chuck Adams arched up from the padded top and cried aloud. Even as he screamed he knew that this was what he wanted…what he needed. The hot throbbing agony in his nipples seemed to only increase the pleasure he was feeling.

‘Gaaaaaaaaah!’

‘That’s it boy, go on…I wanna feel you squeezing my cock!’ His fingertips went white with pressure and Chuck squealed again, clenching his buttocks hard as John twisted the swollen peaks to wring another arching spasm of pain and pleasure from the teenager. ‘Oh fuck…FUCK! That’s it boy…yes…YES!’

Carlos watched them from the stairs. He could tell that John was very near the brink, the way his hips were moving urgently, the rhythmic slapping of flesh on flesh increasing in tempo as he drove his cock into the boy’s anus even harder, faster and deeper.John suddenly let the boy’s nipples go, raking his hands down the smooth wet skin until he could grip the outspread thighs to force his cock even deeper inside the soft, warm sheath of Chuck Adam’s rectum.

He moved quietly down the last few stairs and walked over to stand by the teenager’s shoulder. Chuck jerked his head sideways, eyes widening as he caught sight of the obvious erection tenting the white briefs. Carlos smiled and stroked the damps strands of blonde hair away from Chuck’s face. ‘Watch him, he’s near, very near…feel him right inside…you know what to do…clench those muscles, Chuck…grip himhard, real hard…can you feel him cumming?’

‘Yeeeeeeah! Oh fuck…Jeeez…he’s filling me up…I can feel it…Oh Yessss!’

‘That’s it ,boy I’m gonna ream your ass so hard…OH FUCK! Yes Oh fuck…oh fuck!

YES! That right…make it tight, real tight…SQUEEEZE! Oh YES…YES! YEEES!

OH-YES-FUCK-FUCK-CUMMMMMMMING!’

Yelling, John arched back as he rammed his cock into Chuck’s anus in a series of short, brutal thrusts.  He felt the gripping heat of the boy’s rectum take him over the edge. He jerked again and again as he squirted jets of thick semen into the warm, wet flesh that was giving him such pleasure.

Carlos stroked the teenager’s sweat-slick chest. ‘That’s right, Chuck…you enjoyed that…I can tell.’ His fingers touched the sore and swollen nipples and Chuck jerked and gasped. ‘Interesting…seems that we’ve got someone here who likes a little pain with his pleasure…’ Chuck twisted his head to look into Carlos’s eyes.

‘No…no…you’ve got me wrong…no…I’m not like that…no…please…PLEASE!’

Carlos shook his head, watching as John pulled his softening cock out of the teenager’s anus, using his fingers to wipe away the thin strings of semen and lube. The two men looked at each other and Carlos flicked his eyes to where the video camera was still recording the scene. John nodded and moved behind the camera. Carlos waited until John had put on a tee shirt and shorts and was settled in position to record the final session in detailed closeup.

‘No, noI don’t think so…and it doesn’t sound like youreally mean that, Chuck.’ His left hand moved down, his fingers circling the slippery, hot cock shaft. He moved his hand up and down…very slowly, watching the teenager’s face as he gripped the shaft harder and harder while keeping up the slow masturbation. He grinned as Chuck’s body twitched, his torso lifting involuntarily as the man’s fingers worked his throbbing cock with hard, cruel stokes. ‘Oh yes…that makes it feel extra good…doesn’t it?’ His fingernails dug into the meat of the boy’s cock. ‘I’m right…aren’t I, Chuck…the pain adds a little something extra…something a boy like you needs…something you know I can give you.’

‘P-P-P-Pleeeeese…OH FUUUCK! Noooooo, p-please...I-I-I want…’

‘What, Chuck…what do you want?’ His hand moved up and down a little faster.He used long strokes that pulled the skin down the shaft so hard that the head of Chuck’s cock was stretched painfully tight Each time he stretched the skin down the slit in the head gaped wider. Carlos smiled with pleasure as he saw the fluid seeping out to coat the sensitive glans with a slippery coating of pre-cum.  He used one finger to stroke the exposed cock head making Chuck gasp and arch up. ‘Tell me, Chuck, what do you want me to do?’

‘Let me go…peeeese! Ple….aaaaaah! Aaaaaah…ah…y-yesss…no…NO! Oh pleeese! Please…yes…yes….OH FUUUUCK! PLEEEESE!’

‘Still confused, Chuck…you want to leave…but next you want me to go on playing with this hot, hard cock I’m holding.’ The single finger circled the slippery purple head, gradually working the teenager up to the brink of cumming…then it stopped. Carlos lifted the tormenting fingeraway and feltthe teenager’s cock shaft jerking and straining in his grip as the vital stimulation was withdrawn.

‘Noooooo…pleeeees!’

Carlos let go of the boy’s cock and went over to the case at the side of the room. He came back holding what looked like a tangle of string and brightly coloured plastic in one hand and a white anal vibrator with a long slim shaft and a bulbous end in the other. he stood between the teenager’s splayed thighs. He put the vibrator down next to the toothbrush he’d used earlier and held up the tangle of string and plastic. Chuck stared at it not knowing what the man was going to do with him next but he knew it would hurt.

‘Let’s see how much you can take shall we, Chuck?’ He let the tangle unravel and Chuck Adams stared at the nylon line with the little plastic pegs attached every three inches down its length with total horror….’No…no…you can’t…not-not on me you can’t…Please…NOOOOOOOOOOO!’

‘Course I can, Chuck all I do is this.’ Carlos leaned forwards and took a grip on the flesh of Chuck’s chest forcing the teenager’s right nipple to jut up between forefinger and thumb of his left hand. He paused until he was sure that Chuck was at peak concentration then pressed the first of the little plastic clips so the jaws gaped wide, placed it so they were either side of the fleshy stub then let the jaws close. Chuck gasped and began to breath more heavily

‘Aaaaaah!’

‘See, told you…simple.’ While Chuck stared down at the spring clip, Carlos took the second clip on the line and pressed it open. ‘Now let’s do the other one too, just to keep things even...don’t see women wearing just one earring do you?’ Chuck flailed his head from side to side, teeth clenched and making small whimpering noises as he watched Carlos lean forwards and grip his left nipple in the same way.

‘NO…NO…NO…please no…no, don’t no…NO! PLEESE! GAAAAARRRRGH!’

Carlos let the spring clip pinch tight on the teenager’s left nipple and the boy’s wild pleading turned into another gasp of pain. He tugged the loop of nylon cord making the two clips jerk and bob while Chuck panted and gasped as the pinchinggrip made the tender tips throb with slow, dull pain.

Carlos trailed the long string down Chuck’s gleaming wet skin and let it fall to the floor between his legs. ‘There’s twenty-five clips on the string, Chuck…fixed like this it’s called a zipper. First I put the clips on…’ His fingers moved down to play with the still hard shaft of Chuck’s cock, ‘here,’ his hand moved making Chuck jerk and arch up as Carlos fingered his scrotum then squeezed his testicles just enough the bring an extra aching pain to his groin, ‘and here too.’

He smiled at Chuck again, a quick flash of white teeth showing the hot, cruel excitement that he was enjoying as he toyed with his victim. He picked up the vibrator. ‘Course you seen one of these before, Chuck, haven’t you?’Chuck shook his head, but in his eyes Carlos could see the tormented teenager knew exactly where the long thin probe with the rounded endwould go. He chuckled. ‘Don’t lie to me, boy, you know where this goes…when this thing hums it makes a boy pussy like yours feel good…real good.’ He rubbed the flexible end of the anal probe across Chuck’s sweat and lube-slicked skin then trailed the rounded end down between the teenager’s thighs. ‘Oh yes, this little toy makes a boy feel real good’

‘Nuh…nuh..p-pleeese…don’t want to…please. Please do…aaaaaah..aaaaaah!’

Chuck Adams pleas turned into a breathy gasp as the man called Carlos pressed the end of the slim, finger-like vibrator against the wet swollen ring of the teenager’s anus. There was almost no resistance as he slid the rod into Chuck’s rectum very slowly and gently. Chuck craned forwards as much as he could, staring fixedly at the man’s hand and where his finger rested on the black slide switch. He bit his lip when he saw the finger move. He took a breath, tensing his muscles so the ridges stood out across his gleaming abdomen as the vibrator started to buzz and hum.

In turn Carlos watched Chuck’s expression equally intently as he moved the rounded end inside the hot, wet sheath of the boy’s rectum. He pressed down a little while sliding the shaft in and out searching for the exact poi…

‘Nah-aaaaaaah! Ah…ah-aaaaaah! Huh…huh…huh…haaaaaah!’

Chuck threw his head back and arched his body up from the bench in pleasure as the vibrating tip pressed against his prostate. Carlos smiled with satisfaction and held the vibrator in place for a moment or to longer then moved the tip away. He played with him for another full minute or so, first pressing and rubbing the vibrator against that special place then moving it away to probe deep inside, always working the tip to and fro along the sensitive inner lining while Chuck gasped and panted and thrust upwards each time the man’s hand expertly guided the vibrating tip against the pleasure nerves inside his anus and rectum.

The hornet buzzing ceased as Carlos slid the vibrator out switching it off as he did so. He put it on the stool and stroked the teenager’s cock. ‘Time to put the rest of these in place.’ Chuck could only look down his body and watch as Carlos opened the next of the clips. ‘Oh dear, Chuck, string’s too short…guess we’ll have to clip this one somewhere inbetween.’ Chuck shook his head again in denial as the man’s fingers circled the tender indentation of his navel. One finger probed into the hollow and Chuck jerked and bucked. ‘Hmmm, seems a good place, just here on the rim I think…’ The jaws closed and another throbbing ache was added to Chuck Adams growing discomfort.

He jerked a second time as another clip bit into the tender rim of his naval. ‘S-s-stop-p-p h-hurts…Oh God, mister, p-please don’t put any more on me…’ The bench rocked from side to side as Chuck made another energy wasting effort to free himself. ‘N-n-nah…not t-there oh fuck, oh FUCK NO! Don’t put them on my cock…please…PLEEEESE!’

‘Sorry, Chuck…that’s not the way it works here.’ His hand stroked the hot throbbing shaft again, fingers just grazing the slick, lubed flesh so the teenager shivered and quivered with unwanted pleasure as the man played with his cock. ‘Uncut you see…means there’s all that loose skin to use.’ As he spoke he coaxed Chuck’s foreskin back over the rim pulling it up over the glans. He ringed the shaft between forefinger and thumb and pulled it back again, stretching the skin taut down the shaft making the helmet of the teenager’s cock rear and jut up even more prominently. He relaxed his grip so the tender folds of skin bunched under the rim. ‘See what I mean…?’

Chuck whimpered and muttered, watching with his head craned forwards as his tormentor began to attach the clips one by one, each one gripping a fold of the wet, delicate skin of the shaft just under the head of his cock. Each clip placed with delicate care, the jaws positioned to grip a fold of skinmaking Chuck’s efforts to dislodge them useless. Like the others on his nipples and either side of his naval, the pain of each one alone was bearable but by the time Carlos had attached six of the clips, Chuck was sweating and moaning with then relentless and growing pain from his sorely abused cock..

Another two clips under the rim brought more gasping grunts and tears from the teenager. Carlos nodded and used his finger to work the skin of the teenager’s cock shaft up and down, making the jutting fan of plastic clips bob up and down and wringing another plea for mercy from Chuck.

‘Naaaaaah…p-p-p-pleeeees…nuh…nuh…d-don’t p-put any more on Mister, please don’t…can’t take any more…hurts…please!’

Carlos just smiled and cupped the wrinkled skin of Chuck’s scrotum…waited for a moment or two then closed his fingers, squeezing the teenager’s testicles in an agonising vice. ‘Little less noise now, boy.’ His wrist turned and Chuck arched up of the bench, teeth clenched in pain. ‘Hear what I say, boy… no need for all that noise…we ain’t done anything real bad to you…’He smiled and relaxed his grip. He let Chuck get his breath back then began to stroke and tease the head of the teenager’s cock with tormenting skill.

He smiled at him again, watching the teenager’s hips jerking and twisting with each touch.

‘See, this is just playing, Chuck…Now in other places…think what it might be like down in one of those South American countries…You’ve been arrested, been in a demo, made a fuss, something fuckin’ stupid like that, and you find yourself in the hands of some deeply unpleasant people.’ One finger traced down between the teenager’s buttocks and stroked the pouting rosette of his anus. ‘First, they’ll strip you and probably spend some time having fun fucking you real hard while you do some serious cock sucking for a couple of hours.Then the questions…but you don’t know the answers so they start to get serious.’

His finger pushed inwards.‘All those men watching and all getting hard again as they strap you down.’ His finger moved in and out. ‘They’ll laugh and the one in charge will tell you what they’ll do to you if you don’t talk. Mebbe a lighted cigarette to make pretty patterns on your cock…then that burning cigarette end touching you just here…not once, but again and again…while the men laugh each time you scream.’ His finger stroked the swollen ring making it flexand pout obscenely.

He smiled again as he saw the way Chuck’s cock jerked and throbbed as he told the story. ‘That’s not all, Chuck…these guys like to use electricity…they’ll show you the wires…and the brass clips on the end of each one…strong clips with sharp, pointed teeth…not like these little toys.’  He looked at the teenager. ‘When they begin one clip goes here,’ his fingertip stroked the boy’s anus again, ‘gripping the rim.’ His hand moved again, ‘the otherone goes here.’ His finger touched the nerve centre, the sensitive indented vee under the head of Chuck’s cock, ‘then…’ Carlos paused and laughed. ‘Well, then they turn on the current and you start screaming all over again.’

‘Oh God…oh fuck…p-please, what are you going to do to me?’

Carlos just smiled and continued attaching the remaining clips. These were all placeddown the shaft and round the base of the teenager’s cock stem and the neck of his scrotum. Once all twenty-five clips were in place he made sure that the long trailing end of the nylon cord wasn’t tangled, reached up and caught the other end and then handed both ends of the zipper to John. The two men exchanged knowing glances. Just as Chuck was about to cum it would be John, at Carlos’s nod,who ripped the clips off to ‘unzip’ Chuck’s cock and nipples to give the teenager an agonising sensation that would trigger his climax in the strongest possible way.

Carlos quickly removed his slip letting the upcurving length of his own cock spring free. Without bothering about Chuck he moved to stand close between the teenager’s splayed thighs. Telling the story had stimulated his own imagination and he was hard and aroused, ready to feel his cock sliding into that silky warmth once more. ‘Time to be nice to me, Chuck…Aaaaaah, oh yes….yes…that’s good…ye-essss!’ He gasped with pleasure as the swollen ring of the teenager’s anus yielded easily and he could thrust forwards into the hot, wet sheath of Chuck’s rectum.

Chuck gasped too, lifting his hips and groaning with his own pleasure as the thick, domed head of the man’s cock pressed against the engorged spongy tissues of his prostate. For three or four minutes there was almost no sound, apart from the little noises from the two of them and the occasional soft sucking sound as nine inches of cock shaft slid in and out of the eighteen year old teen’s anus as Carlos fucked Chuck Adams with a slow, steady rhythm.

He leaned over and picked up the electric toothbrush he’d used to torment Chuck’s cock earlier. He ran his tongue across his lips in anticipation of the reaction; it was time for the teenager to feel those bristles scouring the sore and sensitive head of his penis once again.

Chuck Adams was finding it difficult to concentrate. His nipples and penis were throbbing and aching from therelentless, biting pain of those twenty-five plastic clipsattached to his most sensitive flesh. But he was also beginning to pant and gasp with the pleasure of a thick man-cock reaming his ass. The burning, stretching feeling inside his anal ring was only adding to the growing pleasure as each thrust made his cock twitch and throb

The stimulation meant even the pain of the clips was feeling good. Chuck twisted and gasped on the padded bench…and realised that Carlos had been right, This was what he wanted…what he needed…to be punished and hurt because that made cumming so much stronger and better. He arched his head back. ‘OH FUUUUUK YESSSS!’

Even as he liftedhis body and clenched his muscles even harder round the invading shaft Carlos pressed the switch and touched the vibrating bristles to the nerve centre under the head of Chuck’s cock. Chuck’s cry of pleasure turned into a scream of pain as the rotating brush scoured the already raw surface of his glans.

‘…AAAAAARGH!’

Carlos grinned with sadistic enjoyment as he felt the surging contractions of the boy’s inner muscles clenching and squeezing his cock. He watched the helpless, thrusting jerks of Chuck’s hips each time he moved the brush head over and round the sensitive rim. He knew exactly what he was doing…forcing the teenager to deal with both pain and pleasure at the same time. He listened to the cries coming from the bound figure. He was near, very near and even the scouring bristles were now helping to push Chuck Adams towards the brink of cumming for the fourth time in less than two hours.

Carlos was near too. His own thrusts became harder and faster driving his cock deep into the teenager’s rectum. His left hand gripped the base of Chuck’s penis, fingers well clear of the tormenting plastic clips, holding it steady so that he could work the vibrating head of the brush against the most sensitive places. A few more minutes and Carlos felt the first tremors as Chuck lifted his buttocks clear of the padded top to arch up into the air, every muscle quivering with tension as he felt the explosion coming. Carlos increased the pace of his own thrusts, working the vibrating bristles into the vee of flesh under the teenager’s glans to take him over the edge.

‘OH FUCK! YEEES…PLEEESE…OH FUCK-OH FUCK-OH-FUCK…PLEEEESE! YES…YES…YEEEEES… I’M CUMMUNG…I’M CUMMING …AAAAAAH FUUUUCK!’

The teenager’s screamed chants reached their peak and his cock strained and throbbed just that little bit more...then, as the first jet of semen sprayed onto the slick skin of Chuck Adam’s chest, Carlos looked across to John and nodded once.

John grinned fiercely and wrenched hard on the nylon cords attached to the clips. They ripped free with a single snapping burst of sound followed by a long moment of complete silence. Then Chuck Adams went mad, screaming out as the individual points of pain turned into one overwhelming agony of sensation. He threshed, heaved and bucked insanely, hips jerking up and down as he rode the impaling shaft of that thick nine-inch cock as though demented.

Carlos dropped the toothbrush and gripped the teenager’s thighs. Holding himself as deeply imbedded as possible he could only pant and strain with his own release and let Chuck do all the work. Carlos couldn’t resist the stimulation of those clenching muscles for long. He too jerked and rammed against the teenager’s thighs as he squirted thick, creamy gobbets of cum deep inside the eighteen year olds rectum.

That sensation triggered another groaning response from Chuck as he felt Carlos’s penis twitching and swelling even more before shooting the warm load of cum right up inside his body. Carlos relaxed, moving his hips so his cock shaft slid in and out easily lubricated by the mixture of lube and cum that filled Chuck’s ass. He used his right hand to stroke the still hard cock, the flesh hot and red from where the clips had been.

‘Now that’s what I mean by cumming hard, boy’

But Chuck Adams didn’t hear him. The overload of sensation and being forced to cum four times in acouple of hours was just too much. Exhaustion had taken over and Chuck Adams had passed out.

Carlos and John looked at each other.‘Got all that?’

John smiled, ‘Oh yes…every hot fucking minute of it…the boy will never know how much money he’s going to make us!’

‘Right, let’s get goin’ I want to be out of here in half an hour.’ He looked at the slumped figure on the bench. ‘Better give him one of those sleepy tablets we used on the other one. We’ll drop him off somewhere out on the desert road and be long gone by the time he wakes up.’ He paused and looked at John. ‘That reminds me, have you still got any of those rings we picked up in Mexico…the thin gold ones?’John nodded, ‘Good, then I think we’ll leave Chuck a little extra present to remember us by…’

Both men laughed as they dressed.

*****

He came awake slowly, his head fuzzy and spinning with a mixture of tiredness and the aftereffects of the sleeping tablets he’d been given. It was morning, the sun already hot and burning on his skin.

Chuck Adams propped himself up and looked around. He was by the side of a road…somewhere. Certainly nowhere that he knew or even recognised. All round was the sand and rocky outcrops of a desert landscape. He realised that he was naked or as good as naked. His only clothing was a very brief black thong. Then he saw what they’d done to his nipples. He stared at his body in shock…only slowly understanding why theyhurt so much. Each swollen nub was now pierced with a fine gold ring…

Shaking his head to try and clear the drumming headache he discovered that it was more than just his head and nipples that ached. His cock, balls and anus also throbbed and itched from the abuse he’d received they day before. He shook his head again… well at least he thought it was the day before. He stood up, swaying a little…and almost fell over again when a truck blasted past, horn sounding and some crude obscenity yelled out of the widow at him.

Then he saw the notice…just a piece of stick rammed into the ground with a little piece of cardboard tacked to it. Just two words ‘that way’ and an arrow pointing up the road to the left. Squinting into the sun Chuck could make out something white hanging on a thorn bush…his tee shirt. He had no choice, in this heat he needed some kind of covering so, wincing with each step, he set off slowly up the road.

Chuck Adams couldn’t see the words written in big, bold felt tip marker across his back that said, ‘Hi - Boy for Rent’, but coming up the road behind him the three workmen in the pickup truck could read them easily…

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