Date: Sun, 28 Dec 2008 07:58:57 -0800 (PST)
From: George U <my88reliant@yahoo.com>
Subject: Boxed and Shipped 10

The story has been written for entertainment purposes for consenting adults
only. It contains escapades of male on male sex.  If you are not of legal
age or if you consider this type of writing to be morally offensive, then
do not read the following story. It is your own responsibility to adhere to
these terms. Comments on the story are appreciated and may be addressed to
the author at: my88reliant@yahoo.com

Many readers of my posts have asked for a description of George. Since he
is me, that is an easy one. I am in my mid forties. Rapidly thinning salt
and pepper head of hair.  Wear a mustache. I am 6'1". 185 pounds. I am not
into active fitness, although occasionally I do swim laps or ride my
bike. I tan easily, so in the summer, have a nice even dark tan. I am into
tan lines, so tan with a suit on. I don't have pecs that stand out, but I
do have some nice nips that perk up nicely with they are given attention. I
have the start of a belly, so I don't wear skimpy Speedos. I have a nice
average uncut 6 1/2" cock. Nice balls that usually are snuggled to my
belly, although I wish they would hang down further. And I shave my cock
and balls daily. I enjoy men as well as women, although for the rougher
sex, I prefer men. As you can tell by my stories, I like bondage along with
some pain.

The main idea was suggested by TJ and Paul R. Thanks guys!

I was at home, all stiff and sore from being stuffed into that stupid gift
box at the mall. I was also contemplating my next 30 days of being locked
up in the seedpod. For some reason, I didn't feel so down, dejected
anymore. This was sort of getting to me. Making me horny. Oh there goes my
aching cock and balls. Now why did I think of that? It is getting me all
excited and I can't do anything about it.

Maybe that was what was making this fun again. I remembered when I first
put it on. Being that horny little devil in me. And then the frustration of
not being to get off or get the pod off. To even touch myself.

So I just had to wait another 30 days. Larry had looked it over and said
that I should be just fine without having to be let out of the thing. Might
start rusting as I noticed a few scratches here and there.

So it was a long 30 days. Santa saw 30 little kids that evening. I wondered
if Santa was in on it or not as he would call out the next visitor by
number. So I could hear VERY clearly how many days it was going to be with
every visitor.  Larry does have many friends who are willing to help with
his escapades, so who knows?

I was getting used to wearing the pod now. It rattled sometimes, but I
learned to put some electrical tape around the lock and that stopped the
occasional rattle. Some days I used a jock strap to carry the weight of the
pod. It would tug at the wrong moment and I would wince in pain. People at
work either hadn't noticed anything different or were just not
commenting. But why would they notice? I was wearing my baggier Dockers
now.

Larry said that unless an emergency arose, he would stay away from me. I
wasn't going to get any teasing or any chance to beg for release. Also, by
not seeing him, I wouldn't be "reminded" that he was controlling my next
release.

Larry explained that at the end of the 30 days, which was New Year's Day,
he would release me and I could have an orgasm. And then at that point, I
wouldn't have to wear it anymore if I didn't want to.

I think that playing this game was rather exciting now that I had time to
think about it. Lots of time now, as I didn't surf the web for porn
anymore. I didn't go to the Adult Book Store either. Or watch porn DVDs. I
didn't want to excite myself more than usual and feel the pressure as my
cock tried to expand in the pod. And this time I knew the end was
approaching although sometimes it seemed like it would NEVER get here.

Larry would call every couple of days just to check on me. I was getting by
OK. I even wore the pod to a couple of family gatherings over Christmas. Of
course, how would they know I had it on? And whose family checks each
other's crotches out in the first place?  And how would I get it off?  I
couldn't call up Larry and tell him I needed it off for a couple of hours
could I?

At last, Larry said that he would release me at 12:01 on New Year's Eve. I
could cum to his party and be part of his "hand's on" display. Whatever
that meant. I just knew that I would be getting out of the seedpod and
would be able to cum at last!

Larry said to show up about 8Pm so that we could get ready. Sounded
interesting. And by now I really wasn't thinking with the right head
again. I just wanted to get out of the pod and CUM! I arrived at
Larry's. There were buffet tables set out and over in the corner was a
bar. Larry took me to the back and suggested that I strip. Hmm. Oh well, I
want to CUM! He then gave me a ball gag and told me to put it on. Then a
spandex hood. It was a little different as it had some reinforcement and
some D rings hanging off it. I could sort of see through it, but not very
well.

He then guided me into another room of the house. He maneuvered me into
what I realized was a set of stocks. One of my favorite things to do! This
one had sort of a shelf/bench that I could lay my chest onto. That way I
wasn't putting any strain on my back. He locked the cross brace over my
hands and neck. Then he guided my legs into position and locked my ankles
into place. I panicked a bit as now I would have to hold my head up the
entire time. My neck would be so sore.

Larry then messed with my head and suddenly he clicked something into one
of the D rings. He adjusted something and then I realized that the hood was
now attached to something and it was holding my head up. I breathed a sigh
of relief.  So now I was spread open for all to see. My ass hole visible to
all. My seed pod hanging down between my legs. The weight is pulling my
package down. Larry gave it a tap and it started swinging. Then he tapped
it again. My cock ached to be released and here he was doing this!

The doorbell rang and Larry left. Soon it was ringing pretty regularly. I
heard people walking around, talking. Occasionally someone came by and
tweaked one of my nipples, pat my butt, tickle my arm pits, but otherwise I
was just left alone. Then I heard a cart approaching. It stopped by
me. Then the person walked away. Drink cart? Dessert?  Someone walked by
and then stopped. I heard them rummaging around on the cart. Then I felt
hands on my nips and OUCH! They clamped something to it! Then the other
one! OUCH! I was unprepared for this and moaned into the gag. They laughed
and walked away. At least it took my mind off my crotch for a bit.

Then suddenly my ass was on fire! Someone whacked me with a paddle back
there. Unannounced!  And again. This caused the seedpod to sway. I didn't
know if I was going to be able to last until midnight!

Then someone fumbled with my seedpod. I knew it wasn't cumming off as it
was way too early. They messed with it for quite a bit. And then it started
to buzz. NOOOO! The tingle was just too much for me. My cock tried to swell
but it couldn't. And the buzzing kept on and on. Then the buzz changed.  It
started to go in sync with the music that was playing in the background.  I
was panting. Then there were fingers at my ass hole. Lube being pushed in.

Then some more fingers. First one, then a couple. Over and over. I could
smell and hear people around me. Someone flicked my nipple clamps. I
groaned. This wasn't fair!  The fingers were replaced with a narrow
dildo. In and out it pumped. Then a larger one. It was hitting my
prostate. I could feel precum drooling out of my cock into the
catheter. There must be a puddle on the floor by now.

Then someone removed the dildo and shoved a HUGE butt plug up there. It
probably really wasn't all that large, but it sure felt like it. Then
everyone walked away. I was drooling both from my cock and my mouth. I
tried to catch my breath. My heart slowed. Actually, this was rather good I
thought. This torment. My cum was going to boil over at midnight for sure!

Then I heard footsteps approaching. I heard them at the cart. I braced
myself as I heard the whoosh of something going fast through the air. WHACK
against my ass. It was a belt. Then again. The they would do one cheek,
then the other. They slowly moved so that the belt was cumming from near my
shoulders. This made the end of the belt snap against my taint line. OUCH!
Then they slowly moved the whacks so that the tip was hitting my tingling
seedpod. Oh that hurt! The belt would cum down right between my ass
cheeks. Hit the butt plug, go along my taint line, and snap against the
pod.  I was crying by now. Tears being absorbed by the mask. Nose was
running. I was groaning. Then it stopped. Many hands started to caress my
hot butt cheeks. Then all over my body. Many, many hands. What a strange
sensation to feel them caressing me all over like this. Soon I wasn't
crying anymore, but whimpering into the gag. The hands removed the nip
clamps and I screamed as the pain came again. The many hands then rubbed
and tweaked the pain away to be replace by pleasure.

I felt someone fumbling with the pod. Much fumbling. Then suddenly it was
open and my cock sprang out. Harder than I think it ever has been. I
screamed into the gag that I wanted to cum. A hand grabbed it and started
to pump it roughly. I don't think it was three pumps and suddenly I felt my
cum boil up and the dam burst. I screamed as the cum traveled up my cock
and shot into the catheter. I don't know how many times I shot. I lost
it. I was cumming at last.

When I finally finished shooting, the many hands unlocked me from the
stocks. They helped me out and over to a couch where they laid me
down. Then I felt the pod being removed from my crotch. It felt so good to
have that being removed. The hood and the gag were carefully removed. There
was Larry standing there. He told me "Happy New Year" and gave me a bottle
of water.

I sank into the cushions and savored the after glow of my wondrous
orgasm. Hmm. Maybe being locked up isn't such a bad thing after all?

HAPPY NEW YEAR!