Two eighteen year old boys are punished for trespassing by a crazy old farmer and his son who tie them down for a two hour gay bondage & cum control session.
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Trespassing
by Anonymous
It was a fantastic warm day in Texas, the weather was perfect. School was almost out and summer would soon be upon us. I was staying at my friend's for a few days and today my friend Billy took me hiking in an area near his family's home. I love hiking and in the hills was a lake so we took a refreshing dip. It was going to get dark in a couple of hours so after our swim, we started walking back. It was a long walk and the temperature was still going up. We started working up a sweat so we took our shirts off. We were getting closer to my friend's neck of the woods but I didn't recognize the road we were on.
"Billy, we didn't take this road earlier!"
"Relax Steve, this is a shortcut, come on."
I followed Billy down the road and onto a field.
"Really Billy, this is someone property, is it okay for us to be here?"
"Yes. Look over in that direction past the barn; my street is past those hedges over there."
"Yes but this is someone's farm!"
"Yes, it's my neighbors', relax and be quiet. If we stayed on the main road it would have been another 7 or 8 minutes. I wanna get home quick and take a shower."
His back was getting hot and sticky, so was mine. I still didn't feel good about walking through this farm but I kept following Billie. We made it to the barn and the doors swung open.
"Billie! What the hell are ya doin' here?"
We found ourselves face to face with the farm's owner and his shotgun! He was an older man and kind of scary looking.
"Mr. Carter, please, I'm sorry, we are just heading home."
"Billie, I told you a few times now to stop coming this way, TAKE THE MAIN ROAD BOY, what's wrong with you?"
"Really, I'm sorry."
He turns to me and points his shotgun in my direction, "I don't know you, who are you?"
"I'm Steve, I'm staying with Billie and his family for a few days. I'm from out of town. I didn't know this was your farm, I'm sorry."
"Not from around here huh. Well where are ya from boy?"
"California."
Billy interrupts, "Again, I'm sorry. We won't bother you. Come on Steve."
As we turn around, we are greeted by Mr. Carter's son who has very large arms! He could be a bouncer at a club. He was a burly bold guy with a beard; he was bigger than his dad. He stood there in blue jeans and a black shirt with his arms crossed. These people started to give me the creeps!
"Oh Billie I don't think you will be going anywhere just yet."
We both turned back in Mr. Carter's direction.
Billie spoke, "Please, let us be on our way."
"Where were the two of you coming from just now?"
"We went hiking on some of the trails in the hills."
"Ah, and I suppose you went swimming down by the lake?"
"Yes."
"Ah, I see. Well you fellas are trespassing. You know the sheriff said he will take your ass to jail if I caught you trespassing again."
I turned to Billie and said, "I knew we shouldn't have come this way."
"Please Mr. Carter, this is the last time, I promise!"
"Ya boy, well I heard that one before."
The two of us started to get really scared now.
"Please Mr. Carter, don't call the cops!"
"Well you guys are trespassing, I can do whatever I want with ya! I think it's about time I teach you a lesson."
Billie started to really get nervous, "What are you gonna do?"
This farmer guy really started to freak me out now. He turns to me and asks, "How long will you be in town boy?"
"Tomorrow sir, I'm heading back to California tomorrow."
He pauses and thinks for a moment. He turns to Billie and asks him where his parents are.
"They're at a birthday party for someone they work with, they will be home later tonight. Please don't tell them I was trespassing, please!"
Again, he pauses for a moment and thinks. He turns to me and says, "So you are leaving tomorrow boy?"
"Yes. Again, I'm sorry for walking this way, I really didn't know this was your farm."
"How old are you boy?"
"18"
Again, he pauses and thinks and says, "Well maybe Billie and us should throw you a going away party?"
Billie and I looked at each other and said huh?
"Ah Mr. Carter, Steve and I have to get going. Again, we are sorry."
"Whoa there Billie! I think you boys better head into the barn or I'll call the sheriff."
Billie started to get a little angry, "Look old man, we are tired and exhausted, we just want to go home!"
"I think you have time to give Billie a going away party. Step into the barn. Get, go on!"
What the fuck was he talking about? We all slowly walked into the barn. As soon as we were in, Mr. Carter nodded to his son and he closed and locked the big barn doors behind us. Billie and I were scared! I whispered to Billie, "Who is this guy?"
He whispered back, "He is one of those backwoods people, I have know him for years, he is just trying to scare us."
It was a large barn with high ceilings and a loft and many bales of hay. We walked further into the barn and Mr. Carter turned on the light and we saw a large table like a workbench table or something and a couple of rocking chairs and some boxes, maybe they were tool boxes.
"Well Steve, since this party is in your honor, why don't you hop up on the bench?" He waved his shotgun towards the large table.
Billie said, "Hey Mr. Carter, we are not really party people, let's get out of here Steve."
"Oh well. I was hoping you would stay. You can leave but if you do, I will call the sheriff."
"What is this all about? I messed up, I know and I'm sorry, what do you want from us?"
He paused and thinks and scratches his forehead with his shotgun, "Well Billie, I was hoping we could see ya jerk off your buddies dick!"
Billie started shouting, "WHAT, what the fuck - we are not gay!"
Mr. Carter points the shotgun at Billie, "I never asked you if you were gay, boy, did I?"
Billie and I just look at each other.
"Mr. Old Crazy Man, this ain't happening! You are one fucked up guy!"
Mr. Carter yells, "I'm sick and tired of you cutting through my property!! If you want to leave then leave but I will call the sheriff!"
"Sir," I said, "please, just let us go. I'm not into gay shit, this is crazy!"
"Look you two assholes, I'm gonna teach you a lesson about trespassing. This is how Billie's "going away party" will happen, Steve, you get Billy to shoot his load and you go, simple as that. Or I call the sheriff, it's your call."
I started to really start sweating now and my stomach was tied in knots. "This is fucked up!" I said.
"This is humiliating!" Steve said.
"I know." Mr. carter said. "Maybe this will teach Billie to stay off my property. It's your call Billie, jail or Steve's load."
"Fuck you! I can't go to jail. This is fucked up!" Billie said.
I turned to Billie and said, "I don't know if I can go through this, this is pretty messed up!"
"I don't know if I can do this either bro! Fuck! Mr. Carter you are really twisted!"
The old man smiles and say, "I'd watch what you say to me, remember I'm holding a shotgun!"
"Mr. Carter, what the f...I mean what do you want us to do?
He nodded to his son and waved his shotgun towards the toolbox. His son walked over to the box and took out a pair of large wrist cuffs.
I started to freak out, "What, whoa, what are those for?" I asked.
"Relax and hop up on the table Steve. The cuffs are to spice up the party a little. You are Billie's guest tonight!"
His son walked over to me and started fastening the cuffs around my wrists. I looked over at Billie and the two of us were scared and nervous. Billie kept running his hand through his hair as he nervously watched the cuffs being fastened. He was quietly saying, "This is so messed up!"
"Now what?" I ask.
"Lie down and put your arms up."
"Wait!" Billie shouted. "I can't play your sick game old man, just call the cops!"
"I can do that but let me just add, I spoke to your dad a couple of weeks ago and he said you might not graduate if you get into any more trouble with the law."
I turned to Billie, "What else did you do?"
"Fuck! Nothing, just trespassing on a twisted crazy old man's farm!"
We were all silent for a few seconds. I felt bad for Billy but then I was angry at him for putting us into this fucked up situation.
Billie asked again, "What do you want us to do?"
"It's really simple. I know you guys know how to jerk off, it's no big deal. We are gonna tie Steve down to the table and have a little fun with him."
I sat on the edge of the table holding my head.
Billie then said, "Steve, we don't have to do this. I messed up, not you, it's my fault this happened, just call the cops Mr. Carter."
"No Billie, you might not graduate. Let's...le...ah fuck I don't know." I laid down on the table and put my hands over my face. A few seconds later, I said, "Tie me up."
I heard his son approach the top of the table. I had my eyes closed and my arms over my face. I heard some noise like chains being pulled out from the table. My left arm was then pull and stretched towards the corner of the table. I kept my eyes closed. I felt my arm being stretched out even further and a short chain was being attached to me wrist cuff.
Billie started shouting, "A lock, you have to use a lock! I want to hold the key, NOW!" I still couldn't look. I was actually being locked down to the table!
"No, relax, we WILL let him go after he cums for us. He will be safe, I promise you that."
My right arm was grabbed and stretched out. Again, I felt a chain being attached to my wrist cuff and I heard the snap of the lock.
"See, that wasn't so bad guys, we are off to a good start!"
I slowly opened my eyes and gazed up at my wrists. Yes, the cuffs were attached to the chains by a lock, this was a heavy duty lock, I wasn't going anywhere! I just looked up at the ceiling for a few seconds and said, "Now what?"
"Are you wearing anything under those shorts Steve?"
"Yes, I'm wearing boxer briefs sir."
"Okay boy, we'll take off the shorts and leave the underwear on."
His son walked towards the middle of the table and started unfastening my belt. I looked up for a moment and saw my buckle being undone. I put my head back down and closed my eyes. My shorts were then slid off my body. I heard some rustling in the tool box again and I felt activity at the bottom of the table. Ankle cuffs were being fastened around my ankles and my legs were spread and attached to chains by locks.
"Steve, are you sure you want to do this? Please tell me!"
I kept my eyes closed and said, "We really don't have much of a choice but if we get out of here alive, I'll beat the crap out of you later! Let's get started and see what happens."
Mr. Carter chimed in, "You guys need to relax, it's just a handjob!"
I briefly picked up my head and looked at my wrist cuffs and I looked down my sweaty chest and saw my ankles chained down. I didn't know if anyone else could get me off, I didn't know how all this was going to play out. I wasn't even sure if I was going to be able to get hard. I was so nervous, how was I supposed to get an erection.
"Are you nervous Steve?" Mr. Carter asked.
"What do you think? This is very weird!"
"Relax. Billie, hop up on the table and position yourself your buddies legs."
Ah this can't be happening! Billie jumped up and I lifted my head as he positioned himself near my manhood. He said he was sorry and I said, "I know."
"Billie, unbutton the two buttons to Steve's boxer briefs and show us his dick."
Ah fuck this wasn't happening. I just kept my head down and my eyes closed as Billie reached into my briefs and pulled out my dick. I was very embarrassed, I felt my face getting red.
Mr. Carter sat in the rocking chair and started directing Billie. "Billie, starting massaging your buddies dick and make him hard please."
Billie took my dick in his hands and started to slowly stroke it. I picked up my head and there was a sweaty Billie between my legs nervously playing with my dick. He looked at me and quietly said, "I hope things will still be good between us when this is all over." I put my head down and said, "I think we will be okay but I will get you back for this one day." Billie was trying to get me hard but it wasn't working.
I said, "This is very embarrassing for me and I don't think I can get an erection sir."
I heard the tool box again. Oh no!
"I think this will help boy."
His son was holding something over my head. "Lift up your head boy." Mr. Carter said.
It was a blindfold. Now I was in totally darkness and very scared. Billie kept trying to get me hard. After a few seconds, something started happening. My dick slowly started waking up. How was this happening, I was very embarrassed and nervous! 20 seconds later, my dick was fully erect. Was this really happening?
"Now that is the dick of an 18 year old! Billie, start jerking off your buddy."
This was weird, so weird! My friend was jerking off me off, fuck!
"That's a good pace Billie, not too face or slow. Steve, when you feel like you are about to shoot, you tell us - is that understood boy?"
"Yes Sir.
This was one f'ed up handjob. It wasn't that bad but still weird. Billie just kept jerking my dick and I was in totally darkness and still feeling weird about all this.
5 minutes had passed and Billie is still jerking my dick. How was Billie handling this, I know he felt bad about this but I didn't want him to go to jail.
"You're doing good Billie, keep it up."
10 minutes go by and my dick is still being jerked off. I don't think the barn had any open windows, I feel more sweet rolling off my chest and down my sides. The handjob felt good but I didn't think Billie could get me off.
5 minutes later I felt my dick getting harder. My breathing started to get a little intense. I was moaning here and there. For a few seconds I forget where I am. I felt my chest tightening up here and there. I faintly felt a sensation in my dick.
"So all I have to do is cum and we can get out of here sir?" I asked.
"Yes Steve but you aren't allowed to cum yet. Remember, tells us when you feel like you are going to cum."
Billie continued working my dick.
"Wait, I don't understand. You said all I had to do was cum!"
My arms are twitching more and the urge to shoot starts to slowly build.
"Yes, you will be free to leave after you shoot your load but you will cum when WE want you to cum. Is that understood?"
I feel my dick swelling a little more now.
"Ah, fuck, I think so."
I'm moaning a little more now. My arms are flexing a little. It feels good and I grit my teeth a little. "Oh fuck!" Shit the urge was slowly intensifying! A minute later I shout, "I'm getting really really close, oh fuck!" How was this happening, oh shit. 30 seconds later I say, "I'm going to cum soon! Ah!"
Mr. Carter then yells, "STOP! Stop jerking his dick."
I'm still panting and Billie says, "he was going to shot, why did you stop me?"
I joined in, "Ya, I was really close!"
"Both of you relax. Billie off the table."
Now what, what was going on? Billie jumped off the table and said, "What is going on, I thought we had a deal?"
"Relax guys. Steve just breath and relax for a minute."
What the fuck - what was going on? A minute later I feel hands near my dick. It felt like someone was doing something with rope, what? "What's going on?" I said.
"We are putting something around your dick to make sure you stay extra hard for this next part."
"Billie, what the fuck are they doing?"
"It looks like they are putting rope around your dick and balls. Hey what are you doing to him?"
There was no answer, I just felt a tightening around my dick and balls, what the fuck was going on. A minute later, I heard noise coming from the tool box. Billie then starts shouting, "What the fuck is that??"
"What? What Billie, what's going on?"
"I don't know, it looks like a big metal stick."
"Relax boys. OK, we are ready for the next part. Pay attention both of you. Steve, we are going to lube up your buddies dick and you are going to stroke his dick VERY slowly. Understand?"
"This is getting more and more stupid!"
Mr. Carter's voice got more serious now, "Billie, you are to stroke his dick slowly and make sure Steve doesn't cum. Is that understood?"
I was getting very freaked out, "Wait, I thought if I shoot my load, all this shit was over?"
Mr. Carter started getting loud now, "Steve, listen up, your buddy is going to slowly stroke your dick and your job is not to shoot until we say you can cum. Is that understood?"
"What kind of game is this, what if I can't hold it in and I accidentally shoot?"
All of a sudden - ZAP to my side - I felt a very VERY painful jolt to my side!! "AWWW fuck what was that?" I screamed. "What the fuck was that?? Please stop!"
"Ya, what the fuck is wrong with you, please stop!" Billie said.
"Shut up and listen! That's a cattle prod my son has. Steve, when we tell you you can cum boy, then you can shoot your load. As for right now, your trespassing buddy is going to stroke your dick very slowly and you better not cum because if you do, you will feel pain tonight, is that understood?"
Oh fuck - I panicked and said, "Yes sir I understand." These guys were messed up and they had serious toys, they meant business! From this point on, I just agreed to whatever they wanted to do and didn't question anything.
"Billie, put your hands behind your head and turn around, now."
I then heard a ZAP and heard Billie screaming, "AH, what the FUCK, what did I do, fuck you, you guys are messed up, please, no more with the cattle stick, please!"
"I just wanted to make sure you know what would happen to YOU if you made Steve cum before we said he could, do you understand boy?"
"Yes, yes sir."
"Good. Hop up on the table and get in between Steve's legs."
A part of me felt paralyzed. I was really afraid to move. One maniac has a shotgun and the other a cattle prod. There was no way out, there was nothing I could do. A few seconds later, I felt lube being poured on my dick. I got very nervous.
"Steve lift your head and open your mouth." A gag was quickly inserted in my mouth and fastened around my head. What the fuck was I in for, what was going on?!?
"Billie, keep eye contact with me, when I give you a signal, start slowly stroking your buddies dick. Steve, you are not allowed to cum yet, tell us when you feel like you might shoot your load but you better not shoot your load, is that understood?"
I muffled, "Yes sir." through the gag.
My stomach was really in knots now, what the fuck was I in for? A few seconds later, the slow strokes began. It caught me off guard and my body tensed up. Oh shit. Billie slowly worked my dick up and down. It felt very good, very sensual but I couldn't relax. I was very scared. After a while, the slow strokes starting getting to me. I know my dick swelled up. I felt Billie's hand stroking my hard dick and I felt his hand going over every bulging vain in my dick. Was this some mind game or something, fuck it felt good. I was still on edge though.
Another 6 or 7 minutes go by and Billie is just slowly stroking my dick. I'm getting wet all over from sweat. Every now and then I feel sweat drops on my legs. Sweat was dripping off from Billie's body and onto mine. Because the strokes were so slow, it was really doing something to my cockhead. I didn't feel like I was going to cum yet but my dickhead was experiencing strong sensations and it was driving me crazy. After a couple more minutes of this, I realized that this was going to get even more torturous when I feel the urge to shoot. A couple more minutes pass and my arms start flexing again and the sensations in my dick started to increase. I was moaning in the gag. As Billie's hand continued slowly stroking my dick, the urge was slowly building. I actually felt my dick getting harder and the sensations to my dickhead were driving me CRAZY! "Hummmm, ah fuck! Fuck" I was just moaning in the gag. The urge to shoot was SO drawn out it was building ever so slowly. My legs started to shake a little. The urge to shoot was intensifying and I started freaking out. I was hoping I wasn't going to shoot, I was afraid of what would happen if I shot my load. "I'm getting close!" I said through the gag. Ah fuck, it was really getting too close now and I yelled, "STOP!" Billie stopped immediately. I was panting, ah fuck, I can't take this. I'm still moaning and trying to catch my breath. Everything was quiet, I heard nothing and saw nothing. I was afraid to speak so I laid there getting more and more freaked out. Two minutes later, I feel lube being poured on my dick again. I panicked and my body tensed up because I knew Billie would soon start stroking my dick again. Again, nothing, just silence. I just laid there afraid to move. A minute later, Billie quietly starts up again. Again, I wasn't ready, I moaned loudly in the gag. I felt my dick was still hard but not as hard as it was a 4 or 5 minutes ago. My dick was still a little sensitive but I was doing okay. A couple of minutes later I felt my dick getting harder again. I'm still trying to relax but the sensations in my dickhead start to increase a little. "Ah fuck!" I didn't feel like I was going to shoot but my chest was tightening up here and there. There was absolutely NOTHING I could do to escape the slow strokes. A minute later the slow strokes start killing me again - I couldn't take it. Again, I felt how ridged my dick was in Billie's hand and every time he completed a pass over my dickhead it sent sensations throughout my body. What the fuck was this - AH Fuck! I saw nothing and heard nothing, all I could do was lie there and let Billie work my dick. A minute later I started breathing heavily and the urge to shoot was slowly building - fuck not again! I was so scared that I might accidentally cum, I was really freaking out - ah this was torture. I felt like I was getting close. After another 20 seconds of this, I screamed, "STOP!"
Billie stopped immediately and I just screamed in my gag, this was too much. "When will you let me cum, please sir, when can I cum?"
"Steve, I will let you know when you can cum."
My body was still shaking and I started to really freak-out, I started violently pulling at the chains trying to break free. I did my best to relax but I was on edge, this was driving me mental!
Again, just silence. As I rested, I moaned a little and I didn't know when Billie was going to start up again so I couldn't prepare myself. Anticipating when the slow strokes would start drove me craze inside. I tensed up at any moment. When I felt sweat dripping from Billie's body onto mine, I tensed up because I thought it was Billie's hand getting ready. I had no warning of when Billie was going to start up on me. When I felt sweat dripping down my chin I tensed up because I thought the stroking was going to start. As I laid there, parts of my body relaxed while other parts were anxious. After another minute, without warning, Billie started up again and I moaned loudly in the gag! Again, my dick was still very hard but not like how it was a few moments ago. Oh here we go again! My legs twitched a little as Billie slowly stroked my dick. Fuck, when was this going to be over?!? As Billie slowly stroked my dick, I was on a sensual high and it was driving me crazy. My mind stated to wonder and I slowly realized that this was some weird game to push my body beyond it's limits. I was forced into being submissive. I had to just lie there and have this experience forced upon me. Fuck, my dick was getting much harder again! I really had no control in this situation but I did have to control my orgasm. My job was to experience the slow strokes without cumming. I had no control over how long I was going to be tied or when Mr. Carter would allow me to shoot. A part of this submissiveness did turn me on a little. My wrist were chained down so I couldn't jerk off and shoot my load. Billie kept slowly stroking my dick and the sensations were killing me. This is what I had no control over, I was being forced to the brink of exploding but I wasn't allowed to cum. If I shot my load, there would be a painful consequence, having my ass poked all night with an electric stick! This psychological game was driving me crazy but part of it was a turn on. The only think I was allowed to do was stop Billie from making me shoot but I wanted to cum SO BADLY! This was a team effort, I had to force Billie to stop stroking my dick when I was getting close and Billie's job was to keep repeating the cycle and keep on the edge without shooting - fuck, this was too much! As I was thinking, the urge again was slowly building - FUCK! Suddenly, I felt my head being lifted.
"Steve, I want you to take a look at your dick." The blindfold was lifted and I opened my eyes.
I started screaming "Shit!" through the gag! Oh fuck, my dick was throbbing and very red and every vain stuck out! I never seen my dick THIS HARD BEFORE! Oh fuck! Billie didn't look at me, he was wet all over and I watched his hand move slowly up and down my dick! The urge to shoot was really intensifying after seeing this! My dick head was very red and shiny! Again, there was nothing I could do but let Billie stroke my dick. I was powerless in stopping Billie from keeping me on the edge but I had to control myself so I wouldn't shoot, this was a little humiliating! My boxers were totally soaked with sweat. My chest was sweaty and my stomach was convulsing here and there. I saw the rope around my dick and balls. I saw my balls were tied up tight and very red, fuck! I saw the locks attached to the ankle cuffs and chains, this just made my dick ever more harder! I looked again at my dickhead and every slow pass Billie made over my head made my stomach jump! The blindfold was then lowered back over my eyes and my head was pushed back down - Fuck, I wanted to watch a little longer. I closed my eyes tight as the urge was getting stronger - fuck! I was moaning in the gag and my chest started tightening up again. When will be allowed to cum? Again, I was getting too close and I screamed, "STOP!" Billie stopped but my fist and arms were still tight. I started screaming, "I CAN'T TAKE IT ANY MORE - oh fuck, PLEASE let me cum Sir, please fuck!" I again started pulling hard on the wrist cuffs but there was no way I could break free.
"I can't do this anymore, this is fucked up, this is killing him!" Billie said. I just laid there panting, trying to calm down. Oh fuck, this was too much!
I was still screaming, "Please let me CUM, please just let me cum!" All of a sudden, ZAP! Fuck, I got a very painful shock to my side. "Stop, fuck, please!"
Mr. Carter's voice was again serious, "Steve, do not plead with me to let you cum, if you do, we will make things very painful for you. Do you understand?"
Again, I was forced into submission. "Yes Sir. I'm sorry sir!"
"You can scream and moan but do not ask me when you can shoot your load. I will tell you when. I don't want you to cum yet, understand?"
Even though this was fucked up, it was a slight turn on being dominated. "Yes sir."
"I want to keep you on the edge of shooting for a while longer boy."
Oh fuck no, oh this was killing me! I was on such a sexual high and I could tell my dick was throbbing!
"Billie, remember, you are to slowly stroke Steve's dick and make sure he doesn't cum yet, understand boy?"
"Yes sir." Billie said.
I just laid there trying to relax but I was anxious and I couldn't relax my arms or legs. All I could do was wait for Billie to start stroking my dick again. I felt lube being poured on my dick again. Fuck, ah, my body tensed up again. Nothing, just silence. A part of me was in another world, I didn't know where I was for a moment. I couldn't see or hear anything. 5 minutes later, without warning, the calmness was broken as my dick was being slowly stroked again. I was moaning and my legs and arms became tight. Fuck! Again, this was a game, an experience. I didn't feel embarrassed anymore that Billie saw me naked and that my dick was in his hand. At first it did weird me out but I am straight and so is Billie. It was the experience of being dominated and not really having control over the situation that did turn me on a little. I wanted to cum so bad but it was tortuous that I wasn't allowed to cum. My dick was rock hard and Billie kept slowly stroking away as I just laid there. Since I have been on the edge so many times now, my dick was even more sensitive. As Billie's hand slowly worked up and down my hard dick, I sometimes would feel a quick strong sensation and it felt like a little jolt of electricity and my body would jerk and my stomach was convulse. It wasn't the urge to shoot, it was some very strong sensations here and there that were driving me crazy! I felt my balls getting tighter now. Fuck, this was driving me crazy! My dick was getting more sensitive and I was forced to experience this sexual high without cumming - damn. A minute later, the urge to shoot was growing - oh fuck! My precum was mixing with the lube and my dick was extra slick now. I couldn't let Billie get me off even though I wanted to cum SO BADLY! Now, this was torture! 30 seconds later, I was forced to yell, "Please stop!" As soon as the stroking stopped, I just started screaming - fuck, this was driving me crazy. I violently started thrashing around. I couldn't control my arms and legs. The frustration was killing me, again, I tried to break free but there was no way I was going to get off the table and the feeling of being so helpless was really freaking me out! I just wanted to use my hands and jack off so this would all be over but that wasn't going to happen. I can understand why my wrists were tied down, fuck!
"Calm down Steve, relax, lie still. Breathe! Do I have to use the cattle prodder again?"
"No, oh no, please, I'll be good, oh fuck! Please don't hurt me sir!"
I quickly tried to calm down but my body was still going crazy inside. I was still panting a little but I tried to relax. The feeling of shooting slowly subsided but my dick was still rock hard. A couple of minutes later, my dick jumps as more lube is being poured on. Fuck!
"Do you want to shoot your load Steve?"
I screamed in the gag, "YES, fuck yes, please sir!! Yes please, YES!"
"Not yet boy."
I started swearing in the gag and moaning, my body started twitching again and I was pulling hard on the wrist cuffs again. Oh fuck! I tried to relax but I couldn't. A minute later, the slow stroking began again. I desperately wanted to cum!
Maybe 15 or 20 minutes had passed and I was tired and exhausted! Billie got me close another 3 or 4 times and I was going mental, I was totally drained, fuck, when was I going to be allowed to cum?!?
I just laid there, trying to relax. My impeding orgasm was slowly fading when Mr. Carter asked, "Steve, have you ever had your dick polished?"
What...what the fuck was that, what did he mean? "No, what is that? Please sir, I can't take anymore of this, please let me go."
He didn't answer. "Billie, listen up to what my son is going to show you."
Mr. Carter's son began to speak. "You are going to hold onto the base of your buddies dick with your left hand like this..." This was the first time he spoke, he had a deep masculine voice. I felt him grab my dick. "...then you going to hold his dickhead with your right hand and make small circles along the underside like this." AH FUCK, too sensitive, I was screaming, ah shit! I was moaning in the gag. His son stopped and asked Billie, "Got it?"
"Yes."
What the fuck was that?? Really? Damn, that was a new sensation, fuck! What was going to happen next, I started to panic again.
"OK, this is how this will work, listen up boys. Steve, I want you to cum now. Billie, you are to polish your buddies dick and MAKE HIM COME this time, understand?"
"Yes sir."
"Billie, listen up. Your buddy probably get very loud as he shoots his load, this is very important, YOU DO NOT STOP UNTIL WE TELL YOU! Do not stop after he cums, if you do, you will be severely punished, understand boy?"
"Yes Sir."
Wait, what the fuck was going to happen? Huh? A few seconds later, I felt fresh lube being poured on my dickhead.
"Okay Billie, you may begin."
Billie grabbed the base of my dick with one hand and he started working my dickhead with the other. FUCK - shit F U C K ! ! My dickhead was so fucking sensitive I couldn't take it! I was screaming NO into the gag!! My entire body stiffened up - oh shit!
"I'm sorry Steve, I don't want to go to jail." Billie said while playing with my dickhead. I know he felt bad, this must have been torture for him too.
I didn't think I would be able to cum with all the head play going on, how was I supposed to cum, ah fuck this was torture! Two minutes later, I start feeling that urge - oh fuck! I had a hard time breathing, my stomach was convulsing. I just kept moaning in the gag and my dickhead was really really swelling up now. I felt my dick stiffen up even more in Billie's hands. Oh fuck! Seconds felt like minutes. I start to bite down hard on the gag in my mouth. Billie continued playing with my head while the urge was getting stronger. I was really tied down but I was able to arch my back just a little. My chest started to expand and my fists were clenched. Oh, this is it, oh fuck, I feel it! This is it - my dickhead was ready to explode!
I yell, "I'm gonna cum, oh fuck!!"
Two seconds later I hold my breath for a moment and it happens! F U C K !!!! My dick explodes and the headplay continues! Cum is just gushing out of me, my stomach convulsing, I'm trying to breathe. I'm yelling NO in the gag!
"Don't stop Billie."
Fuck NO - oh fuck! I'm going crazy, my head is so sensitive! I think I'm done shooting but I'm not, a second smaller wave gushes out! Cum is falling on my chest and arms! I'm still spurting and Billie keeps massaging my head - oh FUCK! I'm still yelling in the gag, "PLEASE STOP!!" I finally stopped spurting but the head play continued - oh fuck!
"PLEASE PLEASE STOP, fuck, ahhhhh!"
After about 30 seconds, Mr. Carter says, "OK Billie, you can stop."
Oh fuck, my body is still stiff and I try to relax, I'm still panting!
I felt my dick and balls being untied.
"Okay Billie, put his dick back in his boxers and button up the buttons."
Oh it was over. Billie hops off the table. My ankles are released first.
"See boys, that wasn't so bad now!" Mr. Carter said.
My gag is then taken out and then my blindfold is removed. Mr. Carter's son is unlocking the locks from the cuffs and my wrists are free. It's hard for me to see, my face was covered with sweat. I rolled myself to one side and sat up on the table. My chest and arms and legs were all wet. I tried to get up, it was hard just trying to stand. Some of my fresh cum was dripping off my chest and onto the floor. I turned to Billie and he looked pretty rough also. Mr. Carter just sat there in his chair with his shotgun.
"Hope you had a good time boy!"
I was too weak to answer. I grabbed my shirt and shorts and Billie and I started walking towards the door. Mr. Carter's son opened the door for us. I didn't even bother putting my shorts on, I didn't have the strength to put them on! It was dark and after what we have been through, I didn't care how I looked. I did wipe away some of my cum from my chest and arms with my shirt. The two of slowly walked back to Billie's place. The house was dark, his parents weren't home yet. The house had two showers, one near Billie's bedroom and the other in the basement. I used the shower in the basement. I was so exhausted. I got in and set the water to cool. Fuck, when I got in, it felt SO GOOD! I just stood there for a couple of minutes and let the water just pour down on me. Slowly, I began washing my legs, chest, and arms. My dick was sore and still red. I was still semi-erect! I finished up and dried off. Since my boxer briefs were soaked with sweat, I couldn't put them back on, so I put on my shorts. I went upstairs and into Billie's room. He was finishing up in the shower. I laid down on the cot Billie's parents set up for me in his room. I was exhausted and it was still hot outside. Billie came in wearing just his shorts and he turned on the AC and crashed on his bed.
"Steve, I'm really sorry for all of this." he said.
"I know. It's not totally all your fault, you have some pretty twisted neighbors."
"Thanks for going through with it, you saved my ass! Thanks for keeping my ass out of jail, my parents would have freaked!"
"Thanks for making me shoot my load!"
We both laughed.
"I felt so bad doing that to you, really. How did it feel, you looked like you were gonna die!"
"I never EVER, I mean ever had an orgasm like that, THAT WAS REALLY MESSED UP, it was very intense!!"
"Not to sound weird but your dick was so fucking huge the entire time!"
"I know, that took me by surprise also, my dick has never been that hard."
My dick was still semi-erect, fuck. "My dick is so sore and it's still throbbing a little, I still feel some sensation down there."
"Dude, this was one fucked up night."
We then heard his parents come home. His mom popped in and said, "Wow you guys look exhausted, have a good night?"
"It was a long day mom. We did a lot of hiking today."
The two of us tried to fall asleep.
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The next morning, we hear the phone ring at 8 in the morning. A minute later, Billie's mom comes to the door. "Billie, Mr. Carter is on the phone for you. Were you cutting through his yard again?"
Billie nervously said no and quickly picked up the phone in his room.
Billie started talking to him and we both got scared. I only heard part of the conversation. Billie looked concerned when he was on the phone he kept saying, "What are you talking about, what present?" Later he said that he would talk to me and we'll think about it and hung up.
"What? What was that about, he didn't call the cops did he, he said he wouldn't!"
"No no, it's not that. He said he bought you a going away present and if you want it, we should come over to his place in an hour. Dude, he is messed up, I don't know what he bought and I don't know what he wants, it sounds weird."
"You really have some freaky neighbors here Billie."
I got up from the cot and my entire body was sore, it was very hard to move around. We slowly got dressed and ate breakfast. After we ate, we were still debating if we should go over to Mr. Carter's house. We finally agreed to head over just to hear what he had to say and find out what this "present" thing was all about.
He was a freaky guy but there was something about last night, I mean the whole dominate/submissive thing. Yesterday was a pretty fucked up day but there was still something that turned me on in the barn, I don't know. We got to his place and Billie rang the bell.
"Well boys, good to see you again, how are you?"
"Sore." I said.
Billy said, "It was a pretty messed up night yesterday so what did you want to see us about?"
"Come in boys."
We went into his living room and told us to sit on the couch. Just then, his son appeared in the living room doorway. He wearing the same black shirt and blue jeans and he was wearing sunglasses. He stood in the doorway with his arms crossed and he was smirking.
"Well Steve, you are leaving today huh?"
"Yes, later this afternoon."
"We had a good time yesterday but I forgot to give you your going away present."
"That's nice sir but really, you don't have to get me anything."
He hands me a box. I open it and it's a new iPod Touch! Fuck, I was trying to save up some money for one of these! This was something I really wanted!! I turned the box over, 64gb! We both got excited and stood up.
"Damn, I want one of those! Look, it has FaceTime!" Billie said.
"Mr. Carter, are you serious?" I said.
"Yes."
"But this cost you a lot of money. Is there a catch?"
Mr. Carter took the box back. "Well boy yes. You can walk out of here today with a new iPod but you will have to work for it."
"He's being weird again dude." Billie said.
"What are you talking about Mr. Carter?"
He paused and told us to sit back down. He sat in his chair and said, "It's not that difficult boy. If you agree to another session in the barn, the iPod is yours."
"You are really twisted man!" Billie said.
"There is no way I can go through that again, my body is really sore and you guys freaked me out yesterday. You were waving your shotgun around and my dick is still sore from the workout you gave me."
"Hummm, well I tried. That's OK boys, well you can go then."
But I really really wanted that iPod! It was pricey and I didn't have enough money saved yet. "Can I see the box again?"
"Steve, you're not thinking about this are you?"
I looked at the box and thought about this for a few moments. "If I agreed to this, what - what would we do in the barn?"
Billie looked a little surprised and said, "I can't do this again, I'm still tired, count me out!"
"That's OK Billie. You don't have to come to the barn."
"Last night was too intense, you guys really worked me, I'm still sore but I'm still very interested in the iPod. If I agreed, do you have to tie me up again?"
"Yes." he said.
My dick jumped a little but this was getting crazy, I don't know if I can do this again. "If I agreed, would you go a little easier on me?"
"We'll see." he said.
My mind was spinning, was I really going to do this? "I need to know right now what you are going to do once you have me tied up?"
"We'll let you know what we plan to do once we get you tied up."
That didn't make me feel better. "This is a band new iPod, you sure it works?"
"Yup. It can be yours!"
"Steve, do what you want, it's up to you." Billie said.
"I need to be on a plane later today, you kept me tied up for like 4 hours yesterday."
"Hehe, boy, you were only tied up for two hours yesterday!"
Wow, it felt like 4 or 5 hours. I noticed my dick was getting semi-erect. I nervously said, "Fuck, okay, let's do it."
"Billie, you can take off, Steve will be in good hands."
Billie stood up and said, "Are you going to be okay Steve?"
Before I could answer, Mr. Carter said, "He will be fine, relax."
Before Billie left, he turned to Mr. Carter and said, "I know you can be weird, just don't hurt him. Keep your cell phone on Steve, I'll call you later."
Billie left and Mr. Carter closed the door.
"Well Steve, we are going to have some fun with you boy!"
I got a little scared.
"I actually have to leave now, I need to take care of some business on the other side of town so I will turn you over to my son. I already filled him in on what I want him to do to you and I want you to do what he says, is that understood boy?"
Fuck, my dick was coming to life but I was still nervous. "Yes sir."
His son then said, "Come on guy, let's go to the barn."
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