This is story in the Master Santino, The Arena series.  You do not need to read the others since each story pretty much stands on its own.  This is fantasy and should be treated as such.  Enjoy.

 

 

DARK MEAT

 

I glanced at the piece of paper before me.  There were just two words on it. ‘Dark Meat’.

 

“Exactly what do you want? “ I asked the young late 20s gentleman across the desk from me. He had been screened by several employees before he had finally entered my office.

 

“I want two young men. One of them intact and one of them not.  I do not want deep black. They tend to be a little tough.  I want tender meat. Dark meat. Kind of like coffee with some white cream.”

 

Well he had come right to the point. As the current manger of the The Arena, I  was in a unique position to perhaps fulfill his needs.  “You realize that this is a very special request and that it will be very expensive and as well needs to have some risk reward involved.”   While The Arena had enslaved many young men they had all willing put their balls and freedom on the line against the chance of becoming rich.  I did not want to change that legacy.

 

The gentleman smiled.  “I understand. Would a quarter of a million be appropriate?”  I gulped. Yep.  “And for the reward” He tossed me a set of keys. I glanced down.  Viper.   He spoke. “Black, brand new.”  

 

I answered. “I think we can do business. However I do need to explain how things work.”  The man raised his hand. “I do understand.  About ten years ago I was a Freedom Nut.  In fact I was here three different  nights.  I could have become a ballless slave but I was lucky. So I understand about the risk reward.”

 

I raised my hands. “I think we have a deal.  It is none of my business but just for my own curiosity, what do you need the slaves for.”

 

He proceeded to tell me. “I was born real rich. At least mom and dad were.  In order to get my share I had to get married and to have kids.  So I got married.  But before I did I came to The Arena and those were nights I will never forget.  The first night when you, and it was you, bound my nuts I nearly came all over you.  I will never forget your touch.  And I did cum when I saw my first castration.  Then the party that night. I must have cum a dozen times.  Anyway, I still had to get married and have kids and now have a girl and a boy.  I got my money, and my wife and I don’t live together anymore.  She wants a lover and I plan on giving her a ballless slave and all the viagra he needs.  I won’t have to worry about any more kids running around.  And the other, well I enjoy sweet boy cream.”

 

I sat there flabbergasted.  He had it all planned.  “Well sir, are there any more instructions.”  I didn’t want to insult him by asking his name. 

 

“Well, I would prefer a  thin, athletic, no tattoo, tender.  Race doesn’t matter.  Hispanic, mixed black, Asian or even some other race is fine, just light chocolate. That is the color of that first guy to lose his balls that first night.”

 

“Oh, and one more thing.  If I can be involved there will be a $50,000 bonus.” 

 

“Yes, sir. I am sure that we can arrange that.  I think a month from now will give us enough time to arrange matters and I think we can find a couple of new wrinkles to keep you interested.”

 

“Now would you like to have me tie your balls in The Arena once again.”  I watched his body quiver and a whisper. “please.”   He did not leave for two days but he did leave with his balls but they were totally drained.

 

Rico’s story

 

My name is Rico and I have been asked to write a few notes about the last few days and weeks.  I am 19 and have been on my own since age 13 when I ran away from the foster home I was living at.  At 6 ft 1 inch and a natural athletic build I can hold my own against most.

 

Not sure of my race since my parents are unknown but with my chocolate skin there is probably some Negro and some Hispanic blood somewhere.

 

My current address is a  fancy hotel room furnished by a guy representing the Arena.  I have been here for 5 days and tomorrow is the event.

 

It all started three weeks ago when I was playing Bball at the park.  A guy in a black Viper drove up and started a conversation with the group.  When he mentioned that The Arena was going to give the Viper away as a prize he got our attention.  He then gave out some brochures about the contest.  I did notice that there were two different brochures. Most of the guys got one that gave them an address to send an entry form. That address was bogus.  However three of us got a different brochure and inside was $200 and a hand written note.  ‘The money is yours.  Read the brochure and if interested call for a talk and get another $200 bucks just to talk.’

 

I was very wary and read the brochure several times.  It was amazing.  There would be an event at The Arena, 12 young men would be stripped, bound, their balls tied down.  Then luck would take over and 3 guys would be chosen at random.  One would win the Viper, one would be made a sex slave, and one would lose his balls before being made a slave for life.

 

I couldn’t believe it. Surely this could not happen.  But the money, the car, the guy and my hard cock were all real.  For three days I thought of nothing else and what I would do.

 

I would sell the car and use the money for some education and start a new life.  A sex slave?  Being on the street you are usually looking for a sugar daddy or mommy so living in a nice house, having sex, would beat sleeping on the street and still having to have sex to live.

 

But no balls??? Tough decision. However just one in 12 would lose them.  Decent odds.

 

Finally I called and they invited me in for an interview.  The two guys I met with, gave me more details and answered all my questions openly.  One question I asked was if education would be provided to either of the two slaves.  “That can be arranged.” was the answer. 

 

I signed up. Yep. I figured this might be a chance to get off the street and if I was not one of the three chosen it would still be an adventure. There was some paperwork and a schedule was given to me.  Strange but at no time did they ask me to strip of do anything sexual.  When I asked, they said they liked surprises.  Well if they had asked they would have seen a hard dick as it was very hard.  I went home and beat my meat four times that night, holding my balls each time and hoping that I would keep them.  I like my.. no I love my balls.

 

Then a few days ago they sent a limo for me. No lack of money here.  Then a trip to a series of clothing stores.  Exclusive, expensive stories. I was instructed to buy 2 complete sets of whatever I wanted.  However they had to be identical.  I asked what kind of clothes I was to buy and what budget.  “No budget and you should buy something you want to keep because they are yours to keep. Others have chosen a variety of styles so there is no right or wrong.  They want a variety.”

 

Tough decision but I finally made it.  Then to the hotel where hot showers, hair stylists, good food, drink, pool, massage were all provided.  I noticed some of the others there but we did not really talk.  It was just too awkward.  No stress, unless you count thinking about losing your balls a stress.  Did I mention that they had us eat foods that would sweeten our cream.  I had never heard of such a thing but I tasted mine each night and it did get sweeter.  Who would have thought?

 

We are to get a good night sleep, and then a light meal.  Then dress.  I will slip on my light blue boxer briefs, adjust my balls one last time, black casual business slacks, black polished shoes over back socks,  Then a light blue silk shirt and a gray jacket.  Business attire.  Will look great in the Viper. And help on the street if I am not one of the three.

 

Then they will come and cuff my hands behind my back and then take me and the others to the Arena.  From there they have not explained what is going to happen.  But three will leave differently.

 

THE EVENT

 

It had been a month since the contract for Dark Meat had been signed.  Signed with ink mixed with cum. Just a special touch. Agents had been sent out and about 60 young men received special invites.  12 had been selected. Some were previous Arena attendees but there was a lot of new meat. 

 

The buyer who finally had told me his name was Chris had offered $50,000 bonus if he could be part of the event and he would be.  But I kept the plans secret form him.  Let him be surprised.

 

The arena had been especially prepared.  The holes in the walls would not be used this day.  The white sand floor had been swept and everything was ready.

 

Chris and I entered the arena floor just before they brought in the recruits.  Chris was dressed in a very expensive suit and was looking forward to the next several hours.  Chris had shown up the day before and had been kept in a state of arousal without cumming.  He was very horny. Just what I wanted.

 

The first couple of young men were brought in and I heard Chris gasp. They were dressed completely different.  One was in a suit and the other was in teen grunge.  But they were prime dark meat. Each was flanked by 3 guards.  The cuffs behind them were undone and the order came. “Strip to your shorts.” The guy in the suit started quickly and the chocolate skin was quickly exposed down to the blue boxer briefs.  The guy was breathtaking and his bulge was very impressive.  Chris was almost drooling,  and so was I.

 

The other guy hesitated a little but then stripped.  He was also very impressive and had on bikini briefs, red, that left nothing to the imagination. A little shorter and more muscular, he was real stud.

 

“Do these fit the need?” I asked and Chris was barely able to speak.  “Oh Yeah.”

 

The two were then guided to the middle where a circle of stakes were pounded in the white sand.  It took but a moment by the guards and the two had leather cuffs on their wrists and ankles.  The ankles were pulled apart and tied to stakes about three feet apart.  The wrists were tied to ropes from the ceiling and pulled up.  The two were spread and taut.  Still in their briefs which were now the focal point of the body.

 

The room just got hotter.

 

The next two were brought in.  One was dressed in leather pants and vest, but the other was naked. The guard explained.  “He was uncooperative and refused to come. But he is here anyways.”  The guy was a tall tough looking young man and the guards looked like they had been in a good tussle.  “Proceed.” I ordered and all six men made quick work of  stringing him up.  For a tall man he had a medium cock but low hanging balls which now hung unprotected.  He was cursing the whole time so a large penis gag was produced.  He didn’t open his mouth until one of guards grapped those balls, squeezed and pulled.  The gag shut up the scream and future sounds.

 

The other guy stripped quickly when asked and in a leather jock still looked the part when strung up.

 

The rest of the recruits were brought in two by two and strung up with only one problem  One of the guys refused to strip so the guards strung him up and then cuts his pants and shirts up the side and let them hang loosely on his body.  Chris would be given the honor of further stripping the young man.  There were now a dozen chocolate skinned young men strung in a circle facing inward.  Different sizes and shapes but all prime dark meat.  My recruiter would receive a bonus.

 

A large cylinder was in the middle.  There were 12 cords lying near the cylinder.  One cord was pulled toward each young man and threaded through a pulley directly beneath each young man.

 

I leaned over to Chris. “You wanted to be involved. Strip them and tie their balls.”   “THANK YOU. THANK YOU.”

 

He went first to the naked guy. “You’re first big guy.”  Chris then knelt down in the sand in his suit.  This placed the guy’s cock and ball right at his eye level.  The lead guard then instructed Chris.

 

“These cords have a loop in the end.  Put your fingers through the loop, grasp the balls hard and pull them down.  Yeah, just like that.” I heard the guy grunt through his gag as his balls were pulled down.  “Now slide the loop off close to the top of the sac.  Now make it snug not too tight.  Perfect.” Chris was smiling as he was binding the balls. “ Now take a half hitch loop and place it against the loop.  You can put as many half hitches as you wish and putting them side by side will force those big brown balls down to the bottom of the sac.”

 

He watched as Chris put a bunch of loops on the low hanging balls.  Those balls were now tight in the bottom before he was done and the guy was moaning through his gag.  The balls were now bound. Now to secure them.

 

“Now make sure the cord goes through the pulley below the balls and put the other end into the small hole opposite the guy.  Yeah, that one.”  Chris did and when he did a whining sound happened and the slack in the cord was pulled into the cylinder, tightening the cord and pulling the balls straight down.  “AAAAAHHHHH.” the guy moaned as he tried to bend his knees and lessen the strain but his wrists prevented his release.  “About 5 pounds pressure, Uncomfortable but not enough to do some damage.  And sir, take your time and enjoy.”

 

Chris snapped his finger against the tight cord and balls jiggled, and the cock hardened a little.  Funny how that happened but it usually did.  A little tension and fear with some ball action and cocks would rise.  I knew mine sure was and you could see a bunch of the other cocks still hid by different shorts were hard also. Chris stroked the cock until it hardened into a hard shaft.  He then left the guy unfulfilled.  But it was a very sexy sight to behold.

 

Chris chose one of the shorter guys as his next.  About 5 ft 8 inches and was wearing boxers with a ‘superman’ logo on them.  Cute.  And he was rock hard as his cock stuck his boxers straight out.  Chris moved over. “What have we here.” and his hands started at the knees and slowly worked their way up, up the legs of the boxers until you could see when he made contact with the balls.  The kid flinched and tried to pull away.  A knife was handed to Chris, a small curved castration knife, and with a couple of strokes the cock and balls were exposed.  Smaller balls with a fairly large cock. Very nice. Chris flipped the knife around and laid the dull back end of the knife against the balls.  The kid freaked as he could not see which edge caressed his balls.  “Not yet kid, maybe later.” Chris chuckled and then set the knife down and picked up the cord.     

 

Chris reached for the balls and slid the noose around them but did not pull tight.  He leaned forward and licked the cockhead. The guy thrust his hips forward and Chris let the cockhead inside his mouth and sucked.  The scene was just too hot for the lad, he must have dreamed of something like this before in his young life because his body shivered and then his head went back and he let out a yell. “AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH.”

 

Chris reacted quickly.  He pulled his head back letting the cum spray all over him and his suit.  He also yanked the cord tight, a couple of hitches, and the cord into the cylinder.  Before the guy finished his cumming, his balls were bound, stretched, and  secure.  His cock was still dripping so Chris cleaned the end with his tongue.  “Sweet.  Whose next?”

 

Two down and ten to go.  The rest went pretty much the same.  Chris would explore the chocolate body bound for his pleasure and then cut the underwear off.  Jock straps, briefs, tighty whiteys, leather jocks, bikinis. They all came off letting all see the object of those cords. Balls. 

 

Not all cocks were hard and not all got a lick from Christ but all felt the noose closing around their stones and the pull of the cord.  All too soon all 24 balls were secure.

 

It was quite a sight.  Prime, dark meat, stretched out with legs spread.  24 balls tied tight and stretched. 12 cords leading inside a cylinder in the middle.  Any one of them would be perfect as a slave and two of them soon would be.

 

Christ walked around the circle. His hands were everywhere, cocks, ass, nipples, ribs, legs and of course balls.  All his to play with and explore and he did. Three lives were about to change.

 

He finally stopped in front of Rico. Rico was above and beyond the best guy there.  His skin was just the right color and his cock and balls were in perfect proportion for his body.  Cock rock hard and dripping. Balls stretched out from his body and a little sweat covering his chocolate unblemished skin. He explored the perfect body for a couple of moments before he turned to me. “Let’s do it.”

 

I motioned for a couple of  helpers to adjust things.   “ Listen up gentlemen, They are hooking up a computer to the cylinder.  It will run a continuous random program.  It is first programmed to choose nine cords and release them.  The tension on those nine sets of balls will be released.  Between 3 and 4 minutes later, determined at random, another cord will be released.  That cord will be attached to Chris’s new slave.  He will be cut down and taken to a holding cell where Chris can pick him up later.   I see that they are ready.”

 

I looked at the monitor and the program was running numbers.  I nodded to Chris who tapped the enter button.  A whine came from the cylinder and 9 cords were released.  There were immediate sighs of relief as nine young men found out that even though they would not win the Viper, they would be free tonight.  However curses came from three whose balls were still under tension. 

 

I checked out Rico, he was free, damm.  The three were quite evident as the cords were still tight.  One was the short one with the large cock and small balls that had sprayed cum all over Chris earlier.  One was probably the youngest, hot, but with a medium sized cock and balls. He was shaking with the emotion of the moment.  I looked for the last one and started laughing. It was the big dude who had been brought in naked, maybe it was fate. Three slightly different lads of which only one would win.

 

There was nervous laughter from those that were free. Time seemed to stand still as eyes focused on the three young men and the cylinder. Chris walked around the three and cupped their ass cheeks which might experience his cock, and balls which would give him sweet cream to taste.  One of these three would be his. 

 

A beep happened on the computer and then a simple whine happened.  All eyes glanced at the three sets of balls.  “Noooo.” came from the youngest as his cord released.  “Oh yeah.” came from Chris as he now had his personal sex slave.  He would be trained to serve well.  A couple of guards quickly released the slave’s arms and cuffed them behind him.  His ankles were also released and he was led from the room by the cord around his balls.  Chris would remove the cords later and it might be much later. The kid would have time to think about his change in life for a little bit.

 

“Okay gentlemen.  It is time for the main event.  The guards will be untying the free men’s legs and wrists but not the cords around your balls.  When they are done you may remove the cord and leave now.  However if you decide to stay for the orgy party you will leave your balls bound for the moment.  If you stay for the party you will get another grand.  You will be free to chose who you will or not have sex with one exception.  In order to unbind your balls you will have to fuck a eunuch.  We will soon have one. That’s right. All of you will need to fuck the loser. “  My eyes fell to the two who actually blushed a little as they thought of all the cock that might be up their ass. 

 

“You will fuck the new eunuch a least a couple of stokes but we have some others to join us.”  The six guards started stripping.  There were two eunuchs there and the head of security who had no cock but balls.  He always needed a good fuck to get off and had told me earlier he was really horny with all this dark meat around. He wanted to be fucked hard and I figured that the guys would want to get even and fuck him hard. 

 

 “Now for our two contestants.  The winner will get the Viper and will also get to fuck anyone in the room who cannot refuse.  Then he can join the rest of the party or not. The loser will be bound for the evening before he is sent to the wife for stud duty.”  Chris interrupted me with a smile on his face.  “I lied a little.  The eunuch is for my wife but she only likes tongue action or using her large strap-on.  I doubt a cock will be used much.”

 

“Well I guess tonight will be good practice since he will be fucked a lot.”

 

The guards stripped before they came and started freeing the young men.  They copped a feel of the brown bodies as they released them.  Three of the men untied their balls and left. The rest started joking a little with the guards about who was going to fuck or suck who.  I was afraid the orgy would start early so hurried the event along. There was hard cock everywhere.

 

I went to the computer and punched up another program.  More pressure was put on the cords and the balls were really stretched downward.  This caused a opening of sac between the body and the cord.  I bent down  to shorty and used a strong leather cord and tied a knot around the sac..  I yanked the cord tight. He was begging me the entire time.  “I don’t want the Viper, just don’t take my balls.  Please don’t.” 

 

I ungagged the larger guy.  He just stared ahead and said. “Let’s get it over with.”  What a change in the two guys.  I tied his balls with the leather strap and yanked it real tight.  I did not the new eunuch to bleed to death. 

 

One more thing to do.  Two new wires were attached to the cylinder and I tied them around the balls just below the leather strap.  Real thin wire that  when pulled would slice right through the sack and cords, separating the balls from the body. 

 

Things were ready.  The free men and the guards were huddled around, naked and already feeling each others flesh.  Several cocks were right at the edge of cumming and I figured there would be cum in the air as a set of balls hit the floor.

 

I looked at Chris, still in his cum splattered suit, and nodded to him to hit the button to start the program.  He did and then knelt down between the two so he could get a good view.  He had paid for this moment.  The program was randomly choosing the time and who.   A full two minutes went by and it seemed everyone was holding their breath.  Even the two had gone silent except they both were sweating and breathing fast.

 

A beep.  A whine.  “YYYYYYYEEEEAAA.”  “NNNNNNNNOOOOOOOO” Two screams fought to be heard as one now owned a new car and the other was now a eunuch.  Just before the screams you could hear the balls hit the sand.  Balls that would no longer send cum down the shaft of the large cock of the shorter guy.  His last cum had been on the suit of Chris.

 

A helper quickly stepped in and applied a hot iron to the cut and sealed it. There was now cum all over a number of guys since two guards and one dark meat had cum.  The large guy was now smiling and being released.  The set of keys was tossed to him as soon as he was free, but he had other things on his mind.

 

“You said I could choose anyone, well I choose him.” and he pointed to Chris.  “So I said.” I replied and looked at Chris who had a smile on his face.  “Strip him boys and hold him down for a good fucking.”

 

I figured Chris would probably strip anyways but would like this better.  One guy was moving behind the new eunuch and jammed his cock home.  The first of many.  The party had started and I started to strip. Chris was now also recieving long hard cock up his ass.  I looked for Rico.

 

Rico:

I was very disappointed when I was not chosen but also relived.  And I was hornier than I thought possible.  I must have some desire to be tight up and helpless.  I did decide to stay for the party, well orgy is a better word.  It lasted several hours and I fucked, sucked, was fucked, was sucked until I was totally drained.  At one time I was being slowly fucked by the manager of The Arena and he offered me a job and an education.  I would help around The Arena, warm his bed and dungeon and he would pay my way through college.  I can’t believe it.  I told him yes but he whispered in my ear as his cock was in my ass, and his hands held my cock in one and my balls in the other.  He tightened each one separately as he spoke.  “All my employees have to give up something, my choice.”  He squeezed slightly.  ‘Think about it and give an answer tomorrow night.”  He then shot his load in my ass and handed me over to Chris who had got a lot of dark meat this night.

 

So it is tomorrow night I am wondering what to do with my dark meat.

 

Two months later:

Chris came by today with his slave boy, Calab. Chris is very happy and Caleb seems content.  Caleb is always in a chastiy belt unless he is being drained by Chris.  The final payment and a bonus of $100,000 was paid.   He told me that his wife is happy with her slave but that the slave wasn’t.  Tough.  The winner wrecked the Viper within a couple of weeks and bugged Chris for another one.  Chris is thinking about kidnapping the guy and selling him overseas as an eunuch.  I offered to help.

 

Rico is in school and also my bed.  He is doing well in both.  He offered up anything I wanted in exchange for the new start.  I took his hair.  All of it except for eyebrows.  It was painful as there is this stuff that eats the hair and roots, but is very painful.  He was tied down a day each week for a month as the stuff was applied several times each day.

 

Now he is totally smooth and will be forever. Exactly like I like my dark meat. 

 

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