Young American Nick finds himself helpless in the hands of powerful men who want to torture his cock in more ways than one in this HOT new story from Tarquin! (Page 1)
Nick's Cock Torture in South America - Page 1
by Tarquin
Art by Blacksmith
Series: Nick's Cock Torture in South America
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The army had led the coup and within a few months the country was firmly in the hands of a new and brutal hard-line regime. Those who had fought against them, or who continued to resist were hunted down. Anyone arrested on grounds of national security could expect routine brutality and ill treatment. Those even suspected of having information that might be useful were quietly removed after the initial beatings to be questioned by interrogators skilled in the precise application of agony. Of course, if you supported the new regime then life was good...and profitable.
Men like thirty-eight year old businessman and friend of senior police and army officers, Raul Aguilera. His house was in the hills above the city, the main room leading out onto a broad sun terrace and pool with a view the crowded streets and buildings of the old town. Wearing a loosely tied towelling robe he walked out onto the terrace then smiled as he studied the near naked figure stretched out on the sun-lounger next to the pool. The teenager old had a shock of blonde hair, blue eyes and a sulky expression. He’d obviously spent time in a gym, his body tight and toned with a proud six pack and tight buttocks. strong thighs framing the proud bulge of a cock and balls cupped by the tight mesh pouch of his thong.
Raul smiled as he saw the curve of the teenager’s impressive eight inch cock tenting the red mesh. Not just that, the dark peaks of his nips jutted out hard and erect. He’s a pretty boy, thought Raul, and he knows it…I wonder how much time he spends in front of the mirrors in the gym? The teenager’s body was groomed and waxed smooth, the honey-gold tan glistening with a mixture of sweat and oil, although his exercise thong was deliberately pushed down low enough across his hips to show tight curls of wiry hair peeping over the waistband. Raul stopped at the side of the sun-lounger then reached down and stroked his fingers across the taut mesh. 'What are you thinking about, young Nick? Something that excites you I see...' His fingers traced the thickening rod of the vain young man’s penis. 'Something to make you all hard and wet again for me?' Nicolas (Nick) Stevens grinned and stretched his arms above his head then arched up pressing against the older man's teasing fingers.
'Ah fuck, Raul, that feel's good! You know I'm always hard and wet for you. But just now I was thinking about last night, in the club...those guys who were arrested... I was thinking about what the police would do to them later...you know, you read about things...and hear the stories.' He caught his breath when Raul's nails scratched across the bulge where the helmet of his circumcised cock pressed against the fabric. Nicolas turned his head and smiled, teeth very white against his dark skin when he saw the way the older man's penis was now tenting the front of his towelling robe. He sat up and slipped his hand inside the older man's robe. 'Feels like you’re hot too this morning. Raul.' He sat up and swung round so he was sitting on the edge of the lounger. He licked his lips and undid the tie holding Raul Aguilera's robe closed.
Beneath the robe Raul Aguilera was naked. Unlike young Nicolas he was heavily built but not fat, his muscles showed he was fit and toned. And there was no shaving or waxing for Raul, chest, arms and legs were covered in black fur and from the pelt on his chest a thin line of black hair ran down across the well-defined abs to join the dense triangle of black wiry hair at his groin. Nicolas's fingers curled round the shaft of Raul's uncut cock, only six inches long but thick and heavily ridged with the raised network of veins laced around the dark shaft. Nicolas slowly jacked his fingers up and down pulling Raul's foreskin back from the now-slippery glans with its wide flared rim.
Raul let him continue for a few moments then straightened up and swept the edges of his robe aside then, with hands on hips, edged forwards to straddle Nicolas's knees so his cock was almost touching his fuckboy’s face. 'Nicolas, you know what I like so...' He looked down watching the eighteen year old stroking his fingers up and down the up-curved shaft of his master’s cock with one hand while using the other to caress and fondle the plump, heavy sac of Raul's testicles. Raul grunted with pleasure when the teenager’s lips parted and his cock was engulfed in the wet warmth of Nicolas’s mouth. 'Such a pretty boy...' he watched for a few minutes and smiled, poor Nicolas, he thought enjoying the sensations of the young man’s tongue wriggling and licking round the rim of his cock, it’s really such a pity I found out you’ve been stealing from me. He arched back, the thick rod of his cock suddenly even harder, as he imagined Nicolas, naked in that soundproof interrogation room downstairs in the central police station, arching up in agony against the leather straps each time they turned the current on.
Suddenly impatient he grasped Nicolas’s hair in both hands forcing his head forwards until he felt the teenager’s lips sliding down the shaft of his cock. ‘That’s right use that clever tongue of yours, Nicolas, you know you need to please me.’ Raul arched his hips with a gasp of pleasure when his cock slid deeper into the warm, wet sheath of the teen’s mouth and throat. He held Nicolas’s head still to enjoy the sensation of that talented young tongue wriggling and licking round the sensitive rim of his cock.
Nearly two minutes passed. Raul watched Nicolas’s face darken and turn colour while feeling the movements of his lips and tongue becoming more and more frantic as he tried to breathe with Raul’s cock blocking his airway. Raul held his face pressed into his groin. The young man’s struggles grew more and more intense until finally Raul relented and drew back leaving just the glans between Nicolas’s lips. He smiled, looking down to watch his latest fuck boy heaving and panting with strings of saliva drooling from his cock then round his lips and down his chin.
Raul’s fingers tightened in the teenager’s hair. ‘I’m not finished yet, Nicolas, get back to work…or I might just have to find another pretty boy who likes having cock stroked and his ass fucked!’ The threat was enough. Nicolas managed one final shuddering breath then made a wet, slobbering noise when Raul’s cock slid into his mouth to plug his throat once again.
It took five more near chokings before Raul suddenly bucked his groin into Nicolas’s face with three, hard jolts. He stood poised for a moment or two, grunting with pleasure, his cock twitching and jerking as semen jetted into the teenager’s mouth. He smiled down at the sight of sticky ropes of semen and saliva drooling and oozing from Nicolas’s lips onto the helmet of his cock. Nicolas’s efforts had left a glaze of whitish cream round under the rim of his cock head and a mixture of saliva and semen down the shaft. He untangled his fingers and ruffled his hair. ‘Now you make it nice and clean,’ he stared down when Nicolas leaned forwards with his mouth open and his tongue out, ‘but carefully my pretty boy,’ he warned, ‘very carefully!’
He enjoyed Nicolas's expert ministrations for a few more minutes then straightened up and quickly retied his robe. 'On your back my little cum slut… so I can play with that big cock of yours.'
Nicolas grinned and wiped the last sticky traces from his lips and lay back on the lounger, his fingers laced insolently behind his head and his groin thrust upwards. Raul perched on the edge of the lounger by the teenager’s thigh, slightly turned so he could watch the expression on the teenager’s face as he played his favourite game, masturbating a naked young man until he spurted a thick load of cum across his chest and abs. He stroked the fingers of his right hand across the proud bulge of red fabric, watching the sudden fluttering of the teen’s abs and hearing little gasps of pleasure when his nails scraped across the taut material. He slid his fingers into the crease of Nicolas's groin then under the edge of the teen's thong so he could lift and ease the elasticated fabric to one side letting the thick, eight inch curve of the teenager's now fiercely-erect cock spring up while the heavy bulge of his balls swung free.
He smiled at the sight of the eighteen year old American’s erect and twitching penis, the head gleaming with the sticky pre-cum oozing from the slit. Raul picked up a bottle and squeezed lube onto his fingers. The teenager gasped and arched up even more when he felt Raul's slick, slippery fingers stroking and caressing his cock, spreading the lube across the naked helmet and down the shaft...the touch of warm slippery flesh on flesh making him even harder, his cock curving back fiercely until the glans almost touched the mat of tight, wiry hair at his groin.
Raul circled the shaft with his fingers, moving his hand up and down with long, slow strokes, his thumb busy stimulating the sensitive vee of flesh under the glans. 'So’ he murmured, ‘the thought of those boys in the hands of the police makes you hard, eh Nick?’ He smiled while his finger’s continued to masturbate the teenager’s cock. ‘I tell you… you wouldn't want to be those boys who were arrested in the bar, Nicolas, believe me...I know what they'll do to them.'
'W-What...t-tell me...aaaaah that's gooood...g-go o-o-on.' Nicolas arched up again his muscles taut and quivering with strain as he tried to increase the pleasure from the expert hand stroking his cock. 'Fuuuuck! Jeess Raul, you’re good,' he caught his breath, 'w-why n-not and how do you know what t-they'll do t-t-to t-them?'
'They like playing with naughty boys, boys with good looks, big cocks and stupid ideas… especially blonde foreign boys like you, Nicolas. The government is new and sometimes it is necessary to use more...intense measures to keep order,' Raul said while slowly jacking the shaft of the teenager's cock, 'they do things to young men downstairs in the police station you would not like, Nicolas... I have friends in the police…and I know how they enjoy questioning pretty boys with big cocks and lean, hard bodies especially. They would love to have you down there to play with, Nicolas.’
He continued to masturbate the teenager’s cock for a minute or so, ignoring the grunts and increasing sounds of pleasure from Nicolas. He stopped and circled the rim of the teen’s glans with one finger. ‘So nice and hard... but perhaps you still like the idea of those policemen playing with your cock and fucking you, Nicolas?' He tightened his grip, stretching the skin down the shaft so the helmet reared back, slick and shiny with lube and the fluid seeping from the slit. He stroked round the rim again with one finger then smiled when Nicolas twisted his hips away, 'of course you would be strapped down so there's nothing you can do to stop them.'
'They're sadists, that what they are... Aaaaaah...yea...th-that's it faster...go on faster...pleeeese!'
Raul laughed at the teenager's pleading. 'Nicolas, Nicolas, of course they do... do you think it's some pleasure game...aaaah, you want to cum, is that it?' The frantic nodding of Nicolas's head showed how near the brink he was. Instead Raul deliberately took his hand away leaving Nicolas jerking his hips up and down so the slippery curving shaft of his cock slapped against his lower abs. 'They love hurting people. See, that's what they like doing, bringing a boy to the edge...then just...leaving him...then starting again.' He changed hands and circled the shaft of Nicolas's cock again and jerking his hand up and down with a harder, driving rhythm, forcing Nicolas back to the edge of cumming once again. 'Feel good, hmmm?’ He paused, ‘but how would you like it if I used peppermint or chilli oil as lube?’ His fingertips caressed the slippery domed head of Nicolas’s cock, ‘or maybe rub sandpaper across the head of this nice big cock?’
There was just a strangled moan of pleasure from Nicolas.
Raul cupped the soft weight of Nicolas’s testicles with his other hand then squeezed gently until the boy bucked and groaned beneath him. ‘Think of what they would do to these big balls of yours. Oh, they'd love hurting them!’ One lubed finger wormed between Nicolas’s ass cheeks and stroked the pouting ring of his anus. ‘They will do things here too, with needles and wire brushes… while all those big men take turns to fuck you again and again while you scream.’ He smiled and began his slow tormenting masturbation of Nicolas’s throbbing cock once again.
Of course all this is just their fun is before they use electricity.'
The teenager jerked, 'Wa-what do you mean...electricity?'
‘Nicolas, Nicolas, don't pretend you haven't heard the stories, of course they will use electricity.’ One finger touched the hard spike of Nicolas’s right nipple. ‘Here’, the finger moved down to stroke along the rim of his cock head, ‘here of course,’ fingernails scratched lightly across the boy’s scrotum, ‘and here.’ Raul licked his lips and slid one finger up between the teenager’s ass cheeks to probe into the flexing ring of his anus, ‘and right up inside here of course.’ He smiled, ‘and you think such torture is for spies and terrorists...it is but when they get a pretty boy with a big cock to practice on...’
He left the sentence unfinished and wrapped his fingers round the teenager’s cock, masturbating him with long, hard strokes that brought gasps and tensing muscles from Nicolas as he rode towards the peak he wanted so desperately. With his other hand Raul teased and tickled the sensitive skin round the base of the teenager’s penis and scrotum. Nicolas moaned and started arching up to meet each stroke. Raul watched the boy’s hips thrusting up into the air and worked his cock even harder. ‘Oh yes, yes that it isn’t it my pretty fuck boy. Raul’s going to empty those big balls for you! Come on, Nicolas, come on! I can feel it…you’re cumming for me aren’t you!
‘AAAAH FUUUUUCK YESSSS! YESSSSS! FUCK…HARDER…HARDER! YEEEES!’
Nicolas shouted out, his body in a bridge with only his shoulders and heels on the lounger as he started to cum. Raul smiled his hand gripping the shaft of the boy’s cock as he milked it with a series of hard, slow strokes that sent jolts and squirts of semen splattering across toned abs and the hard spikes of his nipples.
‘That’s good, very good Nicolas,’ his thumb pressed up the length of underside of the boy’s penis, squeezing up the shaft until a final two or three more pearl-like gobs of semen oozed from the open slit. Nicolas sank back onto the lounger but Raul kept his fingers wrapped round the jerking shaft while smearing the fingers of his other hand through the slippery gobs of semen on the boy’s torso. He grinned down. ‘How long will you keep those hands behind your head when I do this, Nicolas?’
Still grinning he pulled the skin down the boy's cock shaft to make the bulbous glans even more prominent then used his slippery fingers to stroke and caress the domed head and round the rim of the teenager’s cock.
‘NAAAH! No, Raul ple…AAAAH! Nuh-nuh…NAAAAH…P-P-P-Pleeeeze d-d-on’t touch my cock any MOOOOORE! Please Raul…PLEEESE! NAAAH!’
Raul kept his fingers wrapped round the shaft while stoking and rubbing the head of the teenager’s cock for almost a full minute before Nicolas could take it no longer and his hands jerked down to protect his groin from more torment. Raul just laughed aloud and stood up, wiping his hands on his towelling robe as he fastened it. ‘That’s exactly what I meant, Nicolas…if you were in the police’s hands there’d be nothing to stop them doing that for as long as they wanted…before all the other things I told you about.’
Nicolas grinned back and rubbed the last streaks of wetness from his chest then deliberately stroked his cock, coating the still hard shaft with a glaze of saliva and semen before teasing his fingertips through the wet, sticky hairs at the base of his cock. 'It's all just stories though.’ He paused and whined, ‘are you sure you've got to go, Raul?' He took his hand away to show that his penis was still hard and erect. 'Look, only a few minutes and you could make me cum all over again.' He spread his thighs so Raul could see the deep groove and the darker rosette of his anus, 'or maybe you just want to fuck?'
Raul studied the insolent, obscenely posed figure then turned and smiled. That little display had made up his mind. Very soon he’d make sure young Nick was arrested and then he’d find out all exactly what they did to pretty young men in that special part of Police headquarters. He was just imagining exactly what they would do to him when he heard a house door opening.
‘Miguel, as you’re early, we’re on the terrace,’ he called out. Behind him her could hear noises as Nick Stevens struggled to get his cock back inside his thong, wipe the evidence of cumming away and sit up all at the same time. Raul half turned. ‘Nicolas, I want you to meet my very good friend Miguel Torres.’ He tugged the tie on his robe tighter then shook the hand of the man who’d just walked onto the terrace. ‘Miguel, this is Nicholas Stevens although he prefers to be called Nick. Young Nick is American and he’s been staying for a few weeks,’ he paused then added, ‘he likes fucking older men with money.’
Both men chuckled as they saw the hot, red flush spreading up the teenager’s neck and shoulders so his cheeks glowed red against the tan and blond hair.
‘That’s not fucking fair, Raul,’ Nick pouted.
‘He’s also rude and bad-tempered as you can see.’
Miguel smiled back at Nick who suddenly felt a shiver run down his back as he looked into the man’s eyes. He could sense the man’s power...and the hot cruel excitement in his expression as he studied the young American. ‘I’m must apologise for interrupting, Nicholas,’ he said with a pointed glance at the traces of cum glazing the teenager’s abs and fingers...and the still half-hard curve of his penis tenting the damp mesh of his thong, ‘I’m afraid I need to take Raul away from you for a business meeting.’ He turned away then half turned back. ‘However, Nicolas, I know Raul needs to be away for a few days from tomorrow, so let me offer you a chance to stay with me instead. No need to decide now... let Raul know your decision tonight and he can contact me.’ He smiled again as he studied the blushing teenager’s near naked figure. ‘Good to see you’re in such good shape, Nick...I’m sure we’ll meet again soon.’
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31118azti - February 4, 2020, 5:38 pm
Interesting start aside from the grammatical errors.
lushlife - February 11, 2020, 2:35 pm
I re-joined the site specifically to read more of Tarquin’s work, and this is a great beginning! I hope the site owner will encourage Tarquin, and other authors, for more of this type of story.
scotts60143 - February 13, 2020, 6:50 am
Great intro! Always love a story by Tarquin and looking forward to reading chapter 2!!