Date: Sun, 11 Jan 2009 11:54:56 -0800 (PST)
From: George U <my88reliant@yahoo.com>
Subject: Boxed and Shipped chapter 13

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

This part of the story was suggested by David.

I was on the airplane going home from my trade conference. What a weekend
this turned out to be. I was rather uncomfortable in the seat. Thankfully
the seat next to me was vacant so I didn't have to try to explain anything
about me squirming around all the time. My ass cheeks were still sore from
the paddling, my ass hole was sore from the butt plug and being reamed out
so well, my balls were sore from the beating they took, and my nipples
reminded me of the pain/pleasure they received every time my shirt rubbed
them. I was wearing my nylon gym shorts (without the liner) because the
material was smooth so as not to irritate me, but still every jolt of the
plane in the air reminded me of the events that had happened after Aaron
had left me "all tied up". . .

The cleaning guy came back in about and hour. I was so tense wondering what
was going to happen to me when he came back. And the porn on the TV was
getting rather old, considering I had been watching it now for most of the
morning.

He came back in with a bag slung over his shoulder. He introduced himself
as Emmett. He then turned off the TV, saying that was enough of that for
entertainment now that he was here. He came back over to me and asked if I
was thirsty for something other than my own piss? He said that Aaron
figured I probably would be tired of that by now. Emmett noticed that my
eyes widened when he mentioned Aaron.

Emmett said Aaron had promised a "gift" for him ever since Wednesday, but
wouldn't tell him what day he would find it. The gift being me! So every
day that he had cleaned his assignment of rooms, he was hoping to be
pleasantly surprised.

Emmett went over to the phone and called up room service. Said he needed
some orange juice in a pitcher and a pitcher of milk. Emmett went into the
bathroom and I heard the shower running. He came out all glistening wet
with a towel around his waist. Nice toned body. Nicely tanned. Wondered if
he had a tan line or not.

There was a knock at the door. Emmett went to the door and swung it open
wide. I of course panicked at this. I could be seen from the door. And I
wasn't exactly what you call "presentable". The bus boy came in with his
tray. He stopped when he saw me. Then a smirk appeared on his face. Turned
to Emmett and said this one was nicely gift wrapped wasn't he?

Emmett took the tray from him and asked him to cum back when his shift was
over as he would be needing some help with me. Help? What kind of help
could Emmett be needing? The bus boy said sure thing and left.

Emmett rummaged in his bag and came over to me. He unhooked the piss tube
from my cock and attached a funnel. He then held it a little higher than my
head and proceeded to pour some of the orange juice into it. I saw it run
through the tube and I started to swallow. It felt so good going
down. Soothing.

Emmett put down the orange juice and went over to the milk. He poured some
in a glass and then I watched as he opened a powdered breakfast
mix. Stirred it up. He came back and poured it into the funnel again. I
greedily swallowed as I was hungry. Emmett unhooked the funnel and
reattached the tube to my cock. Said I was a good boy.

He took off the towel as he walked over to his bag. I wasn't
disappointed. He did have nice Speedo tan line. Very white butt
cheeks. When he turned around back towards me, I saw he had a nice 7
inches, uncut hanging down. Very nice balls that dangled even lower. They
swung this way and that as he walked. All framed by the very defined tan
line.

He came back and said it was time to give me a little more attention
now. His hands landed on my chest. He used his fingers and started to work
on my nipples. First just rolling them around, loosening them up. Then
gradually working them harder and harder. Digging his nails into
them. Twisting and pulling them.

My cock responded to this attention. He paused and took my cock in his
hand. He said that if I had to piss, I probably should do so now. He
figured I hadn't pissed since before he had entered the room and I should
have to go by now. I looked at him with pleading eyes. I didn't want more
of my piss! He said that I wasn't going to be getting up from this table
anytime soon and I wasn't going to be allowed to piss all over myself
either.

Reluctantly, I let my bladder go again. My piss coursed through the tube
and into the back of my mouth. Emmett was right, I did have to piss. Just
didn't realize it. I emptied my bladder. Emmett said soon something better
would be fed to me through my tube.

He then returned to my nips. Twisting and tugging at them. He stopped and
went over to the bag. He rummaged around and came back with a pair of
heavy-duty clamps. Looked like they were for woodworking. Not my nips! I
tried to twist away, but the ropes held me firmly. He pulled my nips out
and then clamped them on each nip. I groaned very loudly into my
gag. Emmett said he sure appreciates it when one shows their enthusiasm
with the attention that is being paid to them.

He then rummaged in his bag again. I couldn't see what he brought this
time. He bent down between my legs and then said "good". He pushed
something between my outstretched thighs. Then suddenly the huge plug in my
ass started to vibrate. He must have shoved a vibrator up against that
plug. Now I tried to twist away, but being tied so firmly down, I couldn't
get away. My whole body felt the buzz.

Emmett then grasped my rubber-covered cock in one hand and my encased balls
in the other. He started by first squeezing my balls. Then stroking my
cock. Alternating back and forth. I already was so turned on by the
attention to my body that it only took a few minutes to reach the peak and
my orgasm overtook me. I shot my cum into the sheath, which in turn filled
the tube. But the tube was too long, and having been drained of cum once
earlier, it didn't reach my mouth.

Emmett stopped his administrations to my cock and balls. My breath slowly
returned to normal. Then Emmett unhooked the piss tube from my cock again
and attached the funnel. He brought it to his crotch and started to piss in
it. He said this will wash my cum into my mouth so I can taste it, and also
clean the tube out for later. But the funnel was below my mouth, so it just
filled up. Emmett had to raise it up before the piss flowed into my
mouth. First I tasted my cum, and then suddenly there was his piss. Tasted
very different. More bitter than my own.

He dropped the funnel down again and filled it up again. He did this three
more times. He then laid it down. He came back to me and started to remove
the cock sheath. He had to work at it as the lube had dried and was making
it stick to my cock and balls. Once he removed it, he took it in the
bathroom and I heard him washing it off.

He stopped at his bag again and then came over to me. He grabbed my balls
and gave them a tug. I then felt/saw in the mirror that he was attaching a
ball parachute. There was a long chain attached. Then there was a knock at
the door.

Emmett didn't even pause to put something on. Didn't check the peephole,
just went and opened the door. There was the bus boy. Emmett let him
in. Introduced him as Orrin. Orrin said he wanted a shower before the fun
began. Emmett handed him the cock and ball sheath and told him to put it on
when he was ready to cum out. I heard the shower start up.

The vibrator was still going full tilt in my ass. My cock was now at
half-mast. Emmett came over and released the nip clamps. Both at the same
time. I screamed into the gag. Emmett laughed. Then worked the pain with
his fingers. Soon my nips settled down again. Emmett reattached the clamps,
but this time turned them so they grabbed a different direction.  The pain
came back.

Orrin came out, he too glistening from the shower. This distracted me from
the ache in my nips.  He was just as well toned as Emmett, but he didn't
have ANY tan lines. He had already put on the cock sheath. His cock was
standing up as he walked, it waved back and forth. As if to attract my
attention.

Emmett told Orrin to climb up on the table and straddle me. Facing me. As
he did so, I noticed that Orrin was totally shaved. Not a hair on his body
other than his head. Even his pits were clean.

Emmett took out a tube of lube and first squirted some on his fingers and
worked it into Orrin's ass. Then he put a huge glob on my cock and brought
it to full mast. He told Orrin to slowly sit on it as he guided it in.

I groaned as I felt his ass slowly engulf my 6 1/2 inches. It was so nice
and warm. Then Emmett told him to stay still. He came around and hooked the
tube from my gag back up to the cock sheath. He asked Orrin if he had
pissed yet and Orrin replied that he fingered when he saw it had a piss
tube attachment he probably shouldn't. Good Emmett replied. We will need it
in a bit.

Then he had Orrin lean over towards me. He then lubed up his cock and then
he himself climbed up on the table. It groaned with all the weight. I
frantically thought of what would happen if the table should collapse with
all of us on it!  What a sight that would be for the paramedics.

Emmett then proceeded to shove his cock into Orrin's ass alongside
mine. Orrin let out a loud groan. And here I had been so worried when he
had first mentioned double penetration that it would be MY ass that would
have two cocks in there. I felt Emmett's cock slide alongside mine. It was
so tight now. I felt Orrin's ass lips clenching tightly to one side of my
cock. How stretched he must be. I figured he must have either a loose hole
or he prepared himself earlier knowing what was going to happen.

The table creaked. And that stupid vibrator was still going in my
ass. Emmett said that he could feel the buzz through my body. Then he
started to slowly fuck Orrin's ass. I could feel his cock sliding back and
forth across mine. I was going out of my mind. The pressure on my ass, the
vibrations, my nips were on fire, and now this.

After a few heavy thrusts, Emmett reached around Orrin and grabbed his
sheath covered cock. Started to stroke in time to his thrusts. Soon Orrin
was telling us very vocally that he was about to cum. I felt his ass lips
try to clamp down on our cocks. I saw cum suddenly shoot into the
tube. Orrin must have had quite a bit stored up as I tasted a small amount
in my mouth this time.

Emmett then grabbed the chain that was attached to my balls. He gave it a
hearty yank. I screamed into the gag. It was attached to my balls after
all. He yanked again. This time it wasn't quite so bad. But my cock thought
otherwise and got even harder. I couldn't believe it.

Soon Emmett was yanking it in time to his thrusts. Oh my aching balls. Each
yank felt like it was pulling them off my body. This torment was too much
and caused me to go over the brink again and I groaned as I shot into
Orrin's ass. Emmett kept up his heavy thrusts. My cock softened and
Emmett's thrusts soon made my cock pop out. Then Emmett really took over
the thrusting. The table shook with each thrust.

He still yanked my balls. Now I was really groaning out in pain. I wasn't
on my orgasmic plateau anymore. Then Emmett yelled that he was cumming and
he shoved himself into Orrin. Orrin said he could feel the spurts of cum
hitting his insides.

We all three were catching our breath when Emmett whispered something in
Orrin's ear. Suddenly my mouth was flooded with piss. Orrin was cleaning
out the piss tube with his piss. Fresh piss. This tasted even
different. Somehow sweater than mine or Emmett's.  Emmett climbed off Orrin
and dragged Orrin off me. They each grabbed a clamp and took them off my
aching nips. But they had gone numb so I didn't feel the pain at
first. Then the both of them started to unwind me from the table. NOW the
nip pain was showing up. I groaned into the gag. They then helped me off
the table. More like rolled me onto the floor. Slowly I got to all
fours. Then used the table to stand up. I was very shaky. Emmett removed
the gag. At last. I could barely move my jaw. It ached. And I couldn't
talk.

I looked at my body. The rope had been bound to me for so long, I had
stripes going across my torso, arms and legs. Only on the one side. Very
weird looking. And they had created slight depressions so when I ran my
hands down my arms, it was like a mini washboard. Orrin said it gave new
meaning to a "washboard stomach".

I stumbled over to the orange juice and poured myself a glass of juice. It
tasted so good. Cleaned my mouth out good. Orrin asked how much piss I had
taken and I said that I had emptied my bladder three times, drank Emmett's
and yours. He was impressed. I told him I really didn't have much of a
choice at the time. But I grinned anyway to show that I did enjoy it.

Orrin said that he was sorry, but he had to be somewhere soon, so he had to
leave. Was sorry he couldn't stay for more "games". He stepped into the
bathroom and I heard the shower going again. Emmett told me to get up on
the bed again, face down. Use the pillows.

I waddled over to the bed. The plug in my ass hindered easy movement. But
it was pressing nicely against my "go" button. I struggled onto the bed. I
was still dragging the chain attached to the parachute on my balls. Emmett
then used the ropes that were still there to tie me down again. Going full
circle here I thought.

He then tried to grab the butt plug. But my ass lips had clamped around
it. He got some lube and slowly worked it around the edges. I suppose the
other lube had dried by now and also that my ass lips were trying to go
back to normal. Finally, I could feel his fingers grasping the edges. It
was a bit painful, but the burning in my nips was helping me keep my mind
off my ass hole.

Suddenly, with a lurch, Emmett pulled the plug out. I screamed into the
mattress. OMG! It hurt worse going out than it did going in. Probably
because my ass was looser when going in. Now it had relaxed as much as it
could. I felt my ass lips spasoming. I could swear I felt air when they
opened.

Emmett massaged by ass and the pain slowly dimmed. He then lubed my hole up
and pushed his hardened cock back in. I was very loose. He slid in right to
the pubes without any trouble. Sort of just fell in. He started to pump my
ass. Long deep strokes. Each inward thrust, he would slap into my ass
cheeks. The bed would shake.

He would hit my prostate with each thrush. Slow hard thrusts. My cock was
hardening. Orrin came out of the bathroom, glistening again. He said he
sure wished he could participate. I could see his cock was semi hard. But
he started to dress. Emmett stopped thrusting, but stayed in my ass. He
asked him to bring his bag over to the bed.

Orrin dropped the bag by my side and then said he had to go. I heard the
door closing. Emmett rummaged in the bag. His cock was still inside
me. What was he looking for? Then I felt some more lube at my ass hole. I
felt something smooth and cool at the entrance along with this
cock. Amazing how I could feel anything with my ass at this point.

Then there was pressure. I felt my ass lips trying not to expand. Slowly
the pressure increased. And then suddenly, it was in. Emmett said "good
boy". I grunted out asking what he had just done. Emmett chuckled. He said
that when he had mentioned a double fuck, he wasn't meaning Orrin's ass. He
meant mine. But when Orrin had to go, he had to improvise. So I had a dildo
shoved up there too.

He stroked the dildo in and out. Strangely, it felt good. My ass lips were
adjusting again to being fucked. Then he held the dildo steady and fucked a
few thrusts. Then the dildo. Back and forth. Then he grabbed the chain
again and with each deep hard thrust in, he would yank the chain. I buried
my face in the mattress and groaned.

Emmett's deep thrusts would not only hit my prostate, but they shoved the
dildo in deep. Stretching me. I was afraid that his thrusts would shove the
dildo in past my ass lips. I imagined a trip to the emergency room to have
that removed. And then the yank of the chain on my balls would bring me
back to the present. My cock betrayed me though. I was rock hard again. The
thrusting was working it against the mattress.

Soon I felt myself climbing that hill. I was getting delirious again. This
whole situation, being used by the three of them, the restraints, were
setting me up for a big one! I was now thrusting the best I could against
Emmett's own thrusts. Trying to work my own cock. More and More. I yelled
at Emmett that he needed to fuck me harder.

He sure complied. His deep hard thrusts where now making the bed hit the
wall. And he savagely yanked the chain as if he was trying to pull them off
my body. My nuts were going to be raw when this was over, but I didn't
care. Then suddenly, without any warning, I came. I screamed with each
spurt. My orgasm set Emmett off. He gave one last lunge and I then felt his
cock spewing his hot seed into my ass. Then he collapsed. Breathing
heavily.

When we both had calmed down, Emmett got up, pulled his softening cock from
my ass and the removed the dildo. The slowly untied me and then rolled me
over. He fumbled with the parachute and pulled it off. I slowly sat up. I
was aching all over. But I was content. Well satisfied.

Emmett started to put all the "toys" away in his bag. I watched as he moved
around the room. His cock and balls were glistening with the juices and
were red from the use he had just given them.

I glanced down at my own crotch. My balls were aching and there was a red
rubbed area around them. I sighed. I was going to pay for this I was
sure. Emmett got himself dressed and asked if I was OK. I said I was. I was
going to go take a hot shower and then climb back into bed. I had to leave
in the morning. I glanced at the clock and saw it was already supper
time. Maybe call room service.

I thanked him for the treatment he had given me. I was impressed. And I
said that he needed to thank Aaron for me too.