Date: Sat, 31 Jan 2009 12:38:15 -0800 (PST)
From: George U <my88reliant@yahoo.com>
Subject: Boxed and Shipped chapter 14

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

I want to apologize for my not posting stories lately, but I have had some
health issues and I just haven't been in the mood for my kinky mind to do
that type of thinking.  But please, keep sending me story suggestions.  I
couldn't do this without your input.

This idea suggested by Ruffy.

Larry said that this weekend, we were going to go to the lake. I enjoy the
lake. Lots of sun, sandy beach, lots of good-looking guys to stare
at. Wondering what they look like under their swim suits. Some guys don't
leave anything to the imagination their Speedo's are so tight and
skimpy. So of course I agreed. Larry said he would pick up me about 10 on
Saturday and to be ready.

It was a fun week, the anticipation of being at the lakeshore. I kept
checking the weather, making sure it was going to be sunny and not cloudy
and rainy. Even it if doesn't rain, but it is cloudy, the lakeshore just
isn't as populated, but still a nice place to be when it is warm out.

Saturday arrived and I was waiting at the curb with my beach towel. Larry
pulled up and I climbed into the truck. Off we went. I commented that we
didn't seem to be heading in the right direction. Larry gave me one of his
evil grins. Said we had to make a stop along the way. We pulled up to his
place. He hit the door opener to his shop and backed the truck into the
shop. Then closed the overhead door. I was very intrigued and asked him
what was going on?

Larry told me to get out and I would see what was "up". When I got out of
the truck, I noticed a strange box in the back. About the size of a
coffin. But it had openings here and there and pulleys arranged all over.

Larry told me to strip. While I was getting rid of my swim shorts (I wear
"shorts", not those board shorts that are more like pants that are just a
tad too short), Larry was opening up the box. He told me to climb up and
get myself in the box.

I stepped into the box and he told me to lay down. It was obvious which way
I was to lay as there was a pillow for my head. Also, the bottom of the box
had some sort of mattress for me to lie on.

When I was situated, Larry then started to secure me inside the box. He
took handcuffs and had me put one set on each wrist. Then he locked these
to hooks on the side of the box. My hands could move a bit, but there was
no way I could touch my cock or balls. Then he secured each of my legs in
the same way. I could move them, but not very far.  He then brought a ball
gag out and had me lift my head a bit so he could secure it. He said that
he didn't want me yelling where we were going. Larry reached outside the
box and rummaged around. He came back with what appeared to be cables. A
couple had hooks and a couple had clamps. He took two that had clamps
attached and hooked one to each of my nips. I jumped a bit and groaned. He
sort of just let them "snap" on, digging into my nips. He wrapped something
around my balls, pulling them away from my body. Then I saw he hooked a
cable to that too. He also attached a cable with what must have been a
clamp to the middle of my balls. I let out a squeal at that one. I wasn't
expecting the sudden burst of pain there!

Then he threaded the cables through the lid as he was closing me in. Told
me to have a nice ride. Then I heard latches being snapped down. I felt him
get off the truck and move into the cab. Up went the door, the truck
started and we were off!

We drove for about the length of time I figured it was to the lakeshore. He
stopped. Then I heard the tailgate being opened and what I later figured
out to be was a ramp being pulled out. He then monkeyed around with the box
I was in and suddenly I felt myself moving. At first I could tell we were
on a concrete pad I could hear noises in the background. The sound and ride
changed to what felt like packed earth. Then suddenly the wheels on the box
I was in hit what sounded like wood. I rumbled along.

I could hear lake sounds now. I was being rolled out on a dock. Where? It
didn't sound like a public dock. So had to be a private dwelling. Hmmm. But
Larry knew so many people. I could hear boats going by, people
talking. General sounds of the lake on a nice sunny day. We stopped and I
could feel Larry locking the wheels in place.

I could feel the sun on the box. It was warming up. And I could smell the
lake. It was going to be a nice afternoon at the lake. Too bad I was inside
this box.

Then Larry started messing with the cables. ??? I had almost forgotten them
as things had calmed down a bit. And my mind wasn't on them as I was being
moved around.

He gave them each an experimental tug. And they weren't gentle tugs
either. I grunted with each yank. When Larry had yanked on all four of
them, he talked to me in the box. He explained that these cables were being
run through the pulleys and then attached to floats that were going to be
thrown over the side of the dock. The action of the waves would pull and
tug on the cables, at different intervals. He was going to see how long I
lasted in here with the torment.

Suddenly I heard a splash and the cable to my right nip was yanked. It was
tight! I groaned into my gag. Then I felt the wave action start. Tug,
release, tug, release. Then another splash and my ball sack was
yanked. Then another and my left nip. Then the last splash as the one
clamped to my balls hit the water.

Larry explained that there were different weights attached as anchors to
the floats, so the cables would tug at different rates, all designed to
keep me off balance. He patted the box and said he would be right there on
the dock, enjoying the moans and groans that would be cumming from the box.

So off they went! Tugging and pulling at different times. My cock was rock
hard. I could feel the drool dripping from the tip. But I couldn't reach it
to give it a stroke or two. Beleive me, I tried! I discovered that I was
rather "loose" in the box. So if I moved certain ways, the floats would tug
differently depending on which way I was twisted. Or if I thrust my crotch
up as high as I could, the tugging wouldn't be as fierce on my balls.

The cables to my balls were not straight up out of the box either. Larry
has rigged them so they were rather sideways. So the one around my balls
tugged to the right and the one hooked to the balls themselves was pulling
to the left. And if the waves were just right, they yanked apart from each
other. Those were the loudest grunts!

I have no idea how long I was in there. It was hot in the sun. I was
getting "lost" in the sensations to my nips and balls. And not being able
to make myself cum either wasn't helping any. Over and over. Over and over.

I had a large glob of dried pre-cum on my belly. I could feel it building
up as it dried. I was kept sort of near the top of the climb to orgasm. I
tried bucking my hips but my cock needed some more stimulation in order to
cum. I wish I had a butt plug shoved in my ass. I could then slam my ass
against the bottom of the box and hopefully shove the plug against my
prostate. But that wasn't going to happen either. No plug.

I could feel tears running down the sides of my face I was so desperate to
cum.  Then a panel on the side opened and a hand snaked inside. It grabbed
my cock and it only took two pumps and I screamed into the gag. I shot with
such force that the first three squirts hit me in the chin! It felt so
wonderful!

When I had calmed down, Larry opened the box. He unhooked the cables, then
unlocked the cuffs. He helped me from the box. I glanced around, but we
were pretty much alone. People were far enough away so they wouldn't know I
was naked. Larry suggested I jump in a cool off. Also, clean the cum off of
me.

The cool water felt so good. It soothed my sore nips and balls.  I splashed
around to clean the sweat and cum from me.  I sure enjoyed going to the
lake!