Date: Sun, 16 Jan 2011 11:59:47 +0700
From: "Masterofjusting@gmail.com" <masterofjustin@gmail.com>
Subject: Justin's Challenge 4

As Justin dried himself off after taking a shower, thankfully very short so
after the near endless amount of shocks he received when waking up ? he?d
held onto Michael as the electricity tormented his groin and asshole ? he
only got one when resuming operation after showering. He found the clothes
his Master had selected for him. He couldn?t help but smile a little.

After taking care of his body, deodorant, body milk and so on, he picked up
the clothing. A pair of white briefs that were barely big enough to cover
his genitals and his butt was all that he got for underwear. That posed the
challenge that he could hardly keep his erect cock inside of the
briefs. And Justin had no illusion about his dick growing soft during the
day. The outfit his Master had given him didn?t allow that.

And the drops of pre-cum that had already started to flow out of his slit
made his cockhead moist and wet. He tucked his hard cock to the side and
folded it in the brief. The jeans were a tight fit and he was very aware
that his bulge was visible to anyone looking more than casually at him. The
green shirt he was wearing clung to his well built physique in a pleasing
and showing way ? with the bottom of the shirt just above the waistband of
his pants. Socks and sneakers completed his outfit and when Michael came in
to dress Justin was just about ready.

Michael stared at Justin for a few seconds, savouring the sight.

?You look totally hot Justin,? he admitted.

Justin smiled a white smile.

?Thanks,? he replied. ?Though I?m fairly certain that it will be quite
noticeable to any interested onlookers.?

?That is for sure,? Michael agreed. ?And since you tend to attract
attention as a rule.?

He left the sentence unfinished. Justin knew what he meant and the thought
of going out dressed like this both excited and scared him in equal
measure. His Master hadn?t ventured this way before with his slaves, at
least, not as far as either of them knew. He did place them in humiliating
situations but not like this.

Right then the pattern changed at the electricity caused a beating, pulsing
pain inside his ass. He grimaced and bent forward a bit. It was going to be
a long, long day.



When he walked onto the campus, Justin was glad for the summer coat he
grabbed when leaving the house. It didn?t hang low enough to cover his
entire crotch, but it was just long enough to create some obscurity to his
package. His backpack flung over his left shoulder he looked around.

Rick walked to another part of the campus, he followed a different set of
courses and waved Justin goodbye.

?Good morning,? a voice sounded from behind him and when he turned around,
Justin saw Guy.

Guy was Justin?s best friend and they had known each other for over ten
years. He was one of the few people in Justin?s life, not part of the
family, that knew about Justin?s existence as a slave. Guy, a straight hunk
of a man had accepted Justin?s homosexuality in a stride.

?You are not attracted to me?? he had asked when Justin had come out to him
and Justin was apprehensive right away, usually it didn?t fare so well when
straight guys asked that.

?No, I?m not,? Justin had said, truthfully.

Guy was his friend and he loved him, but not in a sexual way.

?Damn,? Guy had said. ?It would have been good for my ego if a gay looker
like you found me attractive.?

And that had sorted the matter.

But when Justin started to develop his submissive side and found Frank, his
Master, things were more complicated. Guy wasn?t so quick to let it slide
then. Finally, after a long talk with Frank, where Justin wasn?t present,
he seemed to be fine with it. And though it did take him a few times to get
used to Justin being naked when they were at his place he got over that
too.

Nowadays, whenever he was in the house he would strip often as well and
they swam naked in the pool.

?Good morning Guy,? Justin said smiling.

Guy looked at him, his eyes darting over Justin?s body, obviously noticing
the bulge in his groin. He then looked at Justin?s face again, with a
questioning look.

?What did he do to you?? he asked. ?You look edgy and uncomfortable.?

Justin nodded.

?Well, that sounds about right,? he admitted. ?I?m not sure you want to
hear this though, it?s pretty intense ? even for me.?

As they walked towards a bench on the lawn, to sit down and kill some time
before the first class, Guy raised his eyebrows.

?Try me,? Guy said.

And Justin did.

?Sweet Jesus,? Guy said when Justin was done talking. ?That is intense. And
how are you holding up??

?I don?t know yet. It depends highly on the setting on the unit to be
honest, and I get some pretty intense cramps in my bowels every now and I?m
horny as fuck but I?m doing the best I can. I know it will please my
master.?

Guy nodded ? he didn?t fully understand the emotional side of the life
Justin had with Frank and the other boys, but he could find understanding
rationally. And though it was a life he would never consider for himself,
he did see how it had made Justin an even greater and happier person than
he was before. And that is what mattered to Guy.

Ever since Justin had entered into servitude with Frank, his social circles
had diminished. Not because he shared his lifestyle with everybody who
didn?t want to hear, far from it, but because the demands of his Master
always came first. Though Frank allowed the boys a certain amount of
freedom outside the house, there were clear limits and boundaries to that
freedom. Passing those limits held serious repercussions for the slaves.

If Justin had to choose between spending an evening at a party with some
guys from college or being at home, serving his master and being there as
his property ? it was really no choice at all. He had volunteered his being
to his Master.

For a friend to cope with that choice for a lifestyle was difficult, to
actually accept it and stay as close as before was precious beyond
counting.

?Going to be an tough day for you then,? Guy surmised.

?Hell yeah,? Justin admitted and found it both strangely exhilarating and
frightening.



It was during the second class of the day that the tens unit switched to a
very painful pattern. The teacher in front of the class, not the most
inspired or interesting one at the university was droning on about
something that was absolutely trivial but not understood by a great deal of
the class. Justin had finished his notes and since he had done his reading
up front he sort of allowed himself to think about other things.

Part of these things was exchanging smiles with the boy three chairs
further down the row he was occupying. Justin didn?t know the name of the
guy, he had only transferred here two weeks ago and he kept kind of to
himself. He was very cute though and beneath the clothing that did a good
job of obscuring the shape of his body Justin noticed hints of a lickable
form.

While Justin was silently flirting with him, he flirted back and tried to
maintain his focus on the lecture. Guy, sitting on the other side of Justin
muttered something under his breath and though Justin couldn?t make it out,
it certainly wasn?t a compliment.

It started as a quick five jolts that went from his asshole all the way to
his cockhead. Justin gasped in a mix of shock and discomfort. A couple of
seconds passed before another five jolts travelled the distance, slightly
more powerful. The pattern repeated and Justin felt his muscles starting to
cramp a bit more at each rhythm. At the fifth sequence he groaned and
grabbed his abdomen with his arms.

?Bad one, eh?? Guy said, while still writing down the things the teacher
droned.

?You ? have ? no ? idea,? Justin managed to choke out as another rhythm
passed through him, now positively stunning his body with the pain.

He breathed through gritted teeth trying to maintain control over his body
and staying on top of the pain. It couldn?t get much worse than this anyway
? he told himself.

Another five shots pained his groin and ass, his chute cramped in response,
attempting to get the steel balls out ? an attempt that was thwarted
successfully by the inserted butt plug.

?Just so you know,? Guy said, apparently unfazed by what Justin was going
through. ?You?re dropping sweat on your notes.?

In reality Guy was anxious about his friend, but he knew better than to
interfere. This was Justin?s fight and he alone would have to fight it.

?Fuuuuuuck,? Justin croaked out ? loud enough for several rows below them
to hear.

This couldn?t go on much longer, at least not with more power behind the
jolts. He would start screaming soon if it did. He removed one hand from
his abdomen and moved his notes to the side and grasped the upper side of
the table with it.

Another five beats crackled from his brown rose to the balls that were
pushed down in his sack and passed on through his cock all the way to his
cockhead that pressed painfully against the cage it was caught in

?Njeeegggggg,? Justin groaned.

?No more, please, no more?, he begged silently.

The last jolt had felt like his cock would rupture along the side from
sheer force.

He groaned again when the next wave passed through him, louder this time
but he was in his own cocoon of pain ? where he tried to cope.

?NNJJJEEEEEGGGGGGGGGG,? he practically screamed when five more shots fired
through him.

He was certain that bleu lightning was walking along the surface of his
cock and balls. That would explain the pain he felt, partly. Apprehensive
he waited for the next sequence, trying not to imagine how those would
feel. They didn?t come.

The unit in his back didn?t give of any more jolts and went silent. A new
pattern would start soon, but now he had a bit of a breather.

Slowly, he came out of his own world ? the immediate pain was gone, but the
residual pain was lingering. As he focussed again on the classroom around
him he saw everybody look up to him, wondering. Even the teacher.

He felt his face flush; he was turning a deep, bright red as the awareness
that the entire class had been partaking in this particular spell of
pain. He wished the ground would open up and swallow him whole.

?Cramps,? Guy muttered under his breath next to him.

A lifeline and Justin grabbed it gratefully.

?I?m sorry,? he managed to say, rising up half from his seat. ?Just some
terrible cramps. I?ve got an infection you know. Sorry about the noise. I?m
okay now though.?

The stunned silence endured a few seconds longer and Justin feared that
they weren?t going to buy into it. Then the teacher finally broke the
silence.

?That?s quite alright Mr. Chase,? he said. ?I can understand your
discomfort having been on the receiving end of an intestinal infection
once. I hope it will pass soon for you.?

?Yeah,? Justin said. ?I hope so too.?

?In the meantime Mr Chase, whenever you need to leave the classroom ? feel
free to do so,? the teacher concluded and continued with his lecture.

Hendrick, a guy in the same rowing team as Justin made a remark that was
met with some laughter ? about holding the smell up there and that was
that.

?Oh my god Justin,? Guy said, and he couldn?t hold his grin. ?I?m sure it
was altogether really unpleasant for you, but in all fairness ? it was
funny as hell.?

?I?m sure it was,? Justin said, composing himself again.

The boy he had been flirting with didn?t look sideways anymore.

?Shame,? Justin thought and started on the homework assignment for next
time.



Swimming practice started at four o?clock and Justin was usually in the
dressing room around a quarter to, but with the added work of removing his
equipment, cleaning it and storing it he decided to go early. A quarter
past three and he walked into the dressing room for the first team.

He didn?t have quite such a bad experience anymore during the day and he
was glad for it. There had been other difficult moment, but those involved
stimulation rather more than pain.

He opened his locker, thumbing the combination and got his Speedo out. He
quickly undressed and when he removed his brief, he couldn?t help but gaze
for a few seconds in the mirror. The front side of his brief was soaked in
pre-cum as was his entire shaft. Justin knew he had a beautiful body, but
now, with the cage on top of his cockhead ? that was a deep purple ? he
liked looking at himself. The golden cockring at the bottom still there,
the stainless steel ring on his ball, his balls pushed to the edge of his
sack, pulsing with ache. He knew Master Frank enjoyed watching him like
that and he was happy he could give his master pleasure.

He had no idea how long this would last, but when it was done and he was
allowed to cum again, he would give his master and fellow slaves a
wonderful show to show his affection for them all.

Quickly he removed the control unit, making sure he hit the PAUZE button
before he removed the connectors. He started by unscrewing the ballring, it
took a few twists, but then his balls were given freedom again. They
clearly enjoyed having the space again and travelled up in his ball sack.

His hand went to the cage that kept the rod in his slit, but when he saw
the flesh of his cockhead push through the bars, he got some lube from his
bag and applied it liberally to his cock. He started to unscrew the
cage. As it ground against the sensitive glands he felt his balls spasm and
jump ? ready to unload their sperm in response to this stimulation. He
breathed deeply and brought the urge down again. He continued screwing and
the mix of pain and stimulation was nearly overwhelming. He wanted to
scream and shoot, shoot, shoot. White-hot arrows of thick, man juice all
the way to the ceiling. But he would not.

Finally he got the cage of and carefully, he pulled the flexible rod
out. It chafed a bit against the sides but again, made him nearly cum. A
good stream of pre-cum followed the rod out, over his hands and cock. He
licked his hand clean.

With that out of the way, he sat dawn on his knees on the bench and leaned
forward. With his left hand he held on to the bench, with his right hand,
he grabbed the flat plate of the butt plug and pulled. He consciously
relaxed his sphincter but even so, after being stimulated with electricity
for so long his love hole wasn?t ready to give up the treat quite like
that. He had to pull quite hard until the plug widened his unrelenting
asshole far enough to pass through and out.

His ass popped when the plug came out.

?One down, three to go,? he said out loud, trying not to think about what
would happen if somebody got in, seeing him like that.

He was facing the door, with his ass facing the mirror so that he could
have a view. In front of him were several items that still reeked of his
juices and that were obviously used for sexual torment. His right hand was
pulling on a string and a sizeable stainless steel ball was slowly
extracted from a rose that, normally brown and inviting, was still a bit
red and puffed from recent abuse.

If his team captain came in now, he would probably be off the team ? though
that would be the least of his problems.

The three balls took quite some doing and Justin was actually a bit out of
breath when he was done. He looked at the clock at the wall ? three thirty
five, just in time. He got up and picked the tools up. Quickly he cleaned
them at the sink, wrapped them in a plastic bag and put them in his
locker. Don?t think about putting it back later on, don?t.

He gazed down at his erection. It hadn?t abated in the slightest. His
straight cock was bobbing up and down happily, quite content with being
rock hard and oozing pre-cum.

It would pass once he started swimming, but he couldn?t really wait for
that. .

He put on the official Speedo?s of the team and as he realized that where
he could have put his cock to the side in his briefs, the Speedo?s were too
small for that. It was a mystery to Justin why swim teams always wore the
tiniest of swimsuits, but it was a mystery he was glad to have in the
world. Ogling nearly naked boys with only the prize goods hidden behind
clinging fabric was a great pastime.

But the Speedo?s they had to wear were very small. They were white and,
when wet, slightly see-through. Also, the front pouch was barely big enough
to contain stick and nuts and touch a bit of the pelvis. All the boys on
the team shaved their pubes bare, something that was quite a sight for
Justin during dressing. The backside of the Speedo?s wasn?t big enough to
cover the mounds of their ass cheeks and a sizeable part of the muscles,
trim buttocks of all the boys showed. They shaved their assholes as well,
even the straight guys ? vanity demanded.

Justin?s best guess was that a coach at one time had been about as gay as
he could get and managed to get the swimwear that he fancied taken as the
official clothing. The straight guys didn?t mind much ? their skimpy
swimwear only helped them get the attention from the girls that they wanted
and the gay guys didn?t mind ?they liked what they saw.

But now the tiny piece of fabric posed him a serious problem, as he
couldn?t get his erect dick inside the fabric. He went into the shower and
decided to take a cold, really cold shower. Hopefully that would help.

He turned the cold-water dial and a torrent of nearly freezing water came
down upon him. Shivering and whimpering he allowed the cold water to wash
over his entire body, with the desired effect. His stiff fuck stick lost
some of its stiffness and went from hard to plump. Justin could fit plump
in the Speedo and he tucked his rod in.

When he came back into the dressing room three of his fellow teammates were
already there, in various states of undress. There muscles torsos clear for
Justin to see. They greeted each other and Justin quickly said he was going
to warm up because when one bent forward to take of his boxers, his little
round pucker nearly blinked at Justin and he felt the familiar stiffening
in his groin again.



Swim practice was gruelling, Coach Riley really put the boys through the
wringer ? but Justin did very well. Being physically active got his mind
off his current plight. He swam his lanes, did his strokes and generally
performed better than before. Lending credit to the idea that abstinence
has a positive influence on the athletic performances.

There was a match four weeks from now and Coach Riley was adamant about
winning that match. Though his determination to do so was matched and
raised by the determination of the team.

All eight boys had been training hard and even though they missed a body
they believed they had a really good chance this season.

Coach Riley wasn?t overly harsh or insulting to the boys. In fact, he was a
nice guy who didn?t hold with any ?doodledaddling? as he called it. His
welcoming speech to the team was a simple as it was clear and every team
member knew it by heart. He was perhaps mid-forty, but he still swam a
lot. He couldn?t match the speed of his swim team but he could match their
endurance.

And he drilled them. And when they all felt their muscles ache with the
familiar ache of tiredness, he sent them in again. Five laps, full speed.

Out of breath and rapidly losing strength in their muscles, the boys
climbed out of the swimming pool when he came round.

?Well done. Now, hit the floor and give me twenty push-ups,? coach Riley
demanded.

The boys looked at him confused, training should have been over by now.

?Don?t look at me like that, I?m not Father Christmas, so get to it,? the
coach said, annoyance audible in his voice. ?And count them out loud Chris,
you?re the Team Captain after all.?

As they started the push-ups, against the protest of their muscles, Chris
counted them out.

?Don?t stretch your arms all the way,? the coach commented.

?Flex those asses, straight as an arrow.?

?Vince, I can see your overweight gut hit the floor, suck it in and keep it
tight.?

?Slower, rushing twenty is something everybody can do.?

?Twenty!? Chris called out, clearly out of breath.

?Well done guys, now jump in and give me five laps, full speed,? Riley
complimented.

Justin crawled up to the edge of the pool, realizing that he hardly had any
strength left in his upper arms. The whistle sounded and he jumped in. The
first few strokes were hard, the rest way harder. He glided through the
water trying to keep his normal pace but he knew he didn?t make it.

?You are the best swimming team and this season you?ll be winning. But
there is more in you, there is record breaking material in you boys and I
intend to get that out,? coach Riley shouted as he walked with them along
the edge. ?Holiday is over and your training schedule just got harder.?

The five laps felt like five hundred, but finally the eight young men stood
on the side again, dripping water on the floor.

?Twenty,? coach Riley said.

They didn?t make it. Most managed another six, Justin managed to get up to
nine, and Chris pushed out a ten but collapsed after that. With their arms
limply at their sides, the muscles screaming for nourishment and rest they
lay on the floor. Eight pair of well shaped hills of ass rising out of a
landscape of long legs and sculpted backs and shoulders. There weren?t many
students watching, never at the start of the year, but the few that were
feasted on the sight.

?Well done boys,? coach Riley said honestly. ?This was tough as it was a
serious step up from your summer schedule. But I need you in shape and I
need you in shape fast. I want you all to hit the pool every day, with
one-day rest and build up to the entire routine, followed by five sets of
five laps and twenty push-ups. There is no training on Thursday but next
week I expect all of you to have made significant progress towards that
goal. Thursday next week every one of you finishes it.

?What we will have Thursday is a try-out if all goes well. There are a few
new recruits that have expressed interest in joining the team, so maybe
we?ll have a full pack soon.

?Chris, Justin, I?ve talked with your running coach and they agreed that
this should not interfere with your normal routines there, though they will
be picking up the pace a bit as well. So make sure you eat enough, eat
healthy and drink plenty of water.

?Thanks for the effort guys - you did great,? Riley concluded and walked
away.

As the team scrambled to their feet Justin was faced with the difficult
decision to join his team mates in the dressing room, causing all kinds of
potential problems or find an excuse not to join them straight away. On the
other hand, the longer he waited to dress and get the electro unit on
again, the worse it would be. And it was already over two hours.

He followed them into the dressing room.

?I?m absolutely knackered,? Chris stated. ?The training was tough, but that
last part, was impossible.?

The others agreed.

?Still, I think Riley has a point ? we are good enough to win the matches
this season,? Justin said. ?And maybe even break a few records.?

Chris turned around naked, wringing his Speedo dry. His limp cock swayed
from left to right, following the motion of his turning with delay. Chris
had really big balls that were always plainly visible inside his Speedo as
was his thick cock. Justin had never seen it erect but he was willing to
bet good money on it that Chris could rival Peter in size.

He wouldn?t mind laying on his back for that one eyed snake and thrust his
manhole towards Chris, allowing him easy access to his insides.

?Whoa, wrong line of thought there! Get back to normal town!? he quickly
told himself as he realised that his imagination was getting the better of
him. He missed half of Chris? answer and he shook his head.

?Sorry, I didn?t hear you,? Justin said.

?Of course not,? Chris grinned. ?You were too busy admiring this here,? he
added and grabbed his cock.

The fact that Justin was gay was a well-known fact on the swimming team, as
was the fact that Jerry and Fred were as well. It wasn?t something they
needed to hide and the other guys didn?t mind. Or, as Chris had put it when
the team got together for the first time in this make up ?I like
admiration, if it?s a girl I like to give her something back but admiration
from a guy is good as well. Besides, head is head.?

He had so far never made good on that implied promise but it had broken the
ice and it was also true. The guys liked attention, and the fact that three
of the teammates enjoyed watching their bodies stroked their egos.

?True,? Justin said simply. ?But please repeat what you just said Chris and
I?ll focus on your mouth this time.?

?I said,? Chris repeated, exaggerating his pronunciation. ?I think you?re
right. We have a great team and you and Fred have been doing some amazing
times so far.?

The guys all agreed and one by one they went into the shower to
wash. Justin managed to delay long enough to go in, when half of the team
was already dressing again.

Far more nervous than he was willing to admit to himself he stood under the
water stream. He had it quite a few degrees colder than he preferred, but
he needed to calm down. Inside his belly a tightly woven knot of nerves
pressed against the sides, the front, the back ? everywhere. He would need
to reattach all the things to himself again, and that would take a little
time. Then he would have to hit the RESUME button and endure the ride. But
the others needed to leave before he could do that.

Accepting as they were of him being queer, he didn?t want to test their
acceptance of his sexual submission and orders.

He washed himself thoroughly and after he heard the last one say goodbye,
he turned the shower off. Deliberately he towelled himself dry and walked
back into the dressing room. As he stood still in front of his locker he
noticed he was shaking a bit.

?Nonsense,? he said sternly to himself. ?Everybody is gone, you are
fine. Besides, this is part of the test. Master knew you would have to do
this and he wants you to do it.?

He got the bag with the items from his locker and pulled the steel balls
out. From the bottle of lube he started oiling them up really well. It
wouldn?t be easy to get them in again, especially on his own, but also, he
could feel his asshole throb faintly in residual pain. His training
notwithstanding, his love chute wouldn?t be welcoming to this invasion.

He put a liberal application of lube on his fingers and tried to push two
fingers with the lube in. Something that he should easily be able to
accommodate, but he could feel the muscle ring clutching around his
knuckles. No, not easy at all. Still, his cock responded and grew to its
full size again.

He picked up the balls and knelt down on the bench again. He laid his head
on the bench and used on hand to pull an ass cheek away; with the other
hand he placed the first of the balls against his asshole. Slowly he
increased the pressure and tried to relax as much as he could. But his
sphincter didn?t bulge and he started pressing harder.

He had strong hands and that allowed him to shove the ball in for about a
quarter of it?s total, but no further. His ass contracted, trying to work
the intruder out and causing Justin considerable pain. He applied more
pressure, but his asshole really decided it had enough and despite his
considerable efforts to relax and let the ball in, it was pushed out.

?Fuck!? he said when the ball popped out and into his hand again.

?I think,? a voice from behind him said. ?That that?s precisely the
problem.?

Justin?s heart didn?t miss a beat. It missed several. He jumped up and
swivelled around, all blood draining from his face and a very real and
present panic moving up.

A few meters in front of him stood the boy he had seen earlier today, when
he had the embarrassing episode of ?cramps? in class. He looked
incredeously at Justin but a certain amount of surprise was evident in his
posture. The sound of the beads dropping on the floor only emphasized the
situation.

?It?s ? I?m ?. Look it?s nothing. Really. I?m just, you know?? Justin
stammered his face was on fire and felt tears of humiliation sting behind
his eyes.

The boy composed himself a lot faster than Justin and smiled.

?It looked like you were trying to put three big anal beads into your ass,?
he said. ?Not sure that?s nothing, but maybe our points of view differ. By
the way, that?s a dangerous weapon you?re pointing at me,? he added,
nudging towards Justin?s groin.

Justin looked down; his cock was rock hard and pointing straight up. Even
though he didn?t think it was possible he felt his face redden even more.

?Don?t worry,? the boy said. ?I?m not going to freak out. I figured that
something was up today in class, something a lot more than cramps.?

?You did?? Justin said dumbfounded.

?Well, Guy whispering your condition to you and the fact that he hardly
showed any reaction at all were big clues,? the boy said.

?They were?? Justin asked, feeling even more stupid.

?That and when you left class you were in front of me, your shirt half hung
over a device on your back and three lines went into the top of your
shorts.?

?Ah.?

?So, what?s next?? the boy asked. ?And maybe you can give me more than a
two word answer? By the way, my name is Eric. ?

Justin shook his head, trying to clear the turmoil. He was naked and
aroused in front of a stranger ? that was nothing new. He would have to
explain a very embarrassing and humiliating situation to this stranger ?
that was nothing new as well. There was no reason why he couldn?t focus and
just answer Eric.

?Well, it?s like ? I have to wear all this,? he started, looking into the
brown eyes of Eric. ?And it?s hard to get it back in, because it hurts a
lot.?

Eric laughed; he had a clear, sprinkly laugh that sounded very sweet.

?That?s more than a two word answer,? he admitted. ?But not much of an
explanation. Maybe you can explain me tomorrow, during lunch? I?m new in
town so you might as well show me a good place to eat.?

?Ehhhh, sure,? Justin agreed.

His head was spinning. It was moving fast along a track he didn?t expect or
quite believe. He expected Eric to freak out or at least respond slightly
aggressive. Instead, he was totally calm and composed ? and he just
arranged lunch for him the next day.

?Need some help getting them in?? he asked.

Justin?s world didn?t just shake, it flipped upside down, started shaking
and significant pieces fell off. His first impulse was to say no. But when
he weighed his options he doubted the wisdom in that. He needed to get the
gear on again, if he didn?t he would be punished severely but worse, he was
sure his Master would be disappointed at his performance. And if his Master
found out that he had been offered helped ? and he would find out because
Justin would have to tell him ? he would be angry and disappointed. Saying
no to Eric would be putting his own needs before those of his Master, a
grave mistake and one he did not intend to make.

?Yes please,? he said, blushing even more.

?Looks good on you, the red face,? Eric said and winked.

He bent over to pick up the beads.

?Do you have some more lube??

?Yes,? Justin gave him the bottle and kneeled down on the bench again.

He arched his back and presented his hole to Eric who got a good glob of
lube on his fingers. When his fingers touched Justin?s sphincter he
betrayed his own nervousness to Justin. The way he touched the muscle ring
made it clear to the slave boy. Slowly he worked his fingers inside Justin
and spread the lube around. The chute was warm and moist and he made good
work of greasing the edges.

He picked up the balls and Justin tried to relax again. Gently Eric placed
the first ball against the entrance to Justin?s love canal ? and
pushed. Grunting and with pain flaring up Justin felt the ball slide
in. His hole was opening, widening and burning. But it went in and past the
biggest point. Justin gasped as his muscle closed behind the ball,
swallowing it inside.

As Eric started working the second ball into his ass, Justin still tried to
get his mind around the situation. He was being geared up by another guy
whom he never met and who caught him trying to do it himself just moment
before. Eric must clearly be gay; otherwise he wouldn?t be so calm about it
? no way! Even Guy, open-minded as he might be, wouldn?t help with it.

?Njeeggg,? Justin grunted when the second ball slid in.

?I know that sound,? Eric remarked dryly.

They couldn?t help themselves, but they both laughed out loud.

As Eric worked the third ball in, Justin was getting terribly aroused and
felt his cock throb. It?s been barely a day and he already wanted to cum so
desperately. How was he going to last much longer than this? Tomorrow he
would have to go through this exercise again and basically every day of the
week. Justin had serious doubts if he could manage it and he feared the
idea of admitting to his master that he had failed.

The third ball took its place with the others ? filling Justin up.

?All in,? Eric remarked. ?Anything else??

He asked it half in jest, half serious and he was only mildly surprised
when Justin produced the butt plug.

?That one as well?? he asked. ?Getting really full in there.?

?You have no idea,? Justin said.

?Alrighty then,? Eric said and with a swift and powerful push he shoved the
butt plug in.

Justin cringed at this abrupt invasion, it was unexpected and pleasant. It
reminded him a bit of how his Master did things.

?Thanks,? Justin said, as he turned around to sit down on the bench.

?You?re welcome, but I take it that is not the whole outfit??

?No it isn?t. Two more items finish the set.?

Justin grabbed the ball stretcher from his bag.

?This is to shock my balls.?

It felt natural to hand it to Eric to put it on. Better to have it put on
than to put it on himself.

Eric looked puzzled, not sure how to get it around the ball sack of Justin.

?There is screw there, that tightens the ring and another screw that pushed
the two sides apart.?

?Okay,? Eric said, not quite convinced. ?But it?s not big enough to allow
your balls through.?

?It is, barely. You have to push them through ? it will hurt me but that?s
all right. I?m used to it.?

It took Eric a few seconds to process this. Justin was relieved to see that
the calm was mostly a fa‡ade and that some serious nervousness was
hiding underneath.

Justin spreads his legs and allowed the boy free access to his cock and
balls. It was humiliating and arousing. He knew he would tell his Master
about this and hoped it would meet his approval.

With a cool hand, still a bit slick from the lube, Eric grabbed one of
Justin?s balls. With some force he pushed it through the narrow ring. He
was rewarded with a soft whimper from Justin. Swiftly Eric pushed the
second ball through and once both were underneath he pulled on them roughly
? moving the ring up. Justin cried out softly ? that hurt.

It didn?t take Eric long to tighten the ring and push his balls all the way
to the bottom of his ball sack.

?Any good?? he asked Justin, sounding sincere.

?Feels perfect ? they are painful and have nowhere to go. That will ensure
that any shocks will hit them.?

?Was that what was happening to you in class,? Eric said thinking. ?Shocks
on your balls??

?Partly,? Justin explained. ?It was a sequence of shocks that travelled
from the plug in my ass to my balls and from there were passed on to my
cock. They increased in power and pain with each sequence. Until the result
you witnessed.?

?So, there is something for your cock then?? Eric asked, sounding eager.

?He is loving this,? Justin realized.

?Yes, this.?

Eric looked at the flexible rod and the screw cage.

Justin leaned back and opened the slit in his glands to allow the boy easy
access. He was horny as fuck and wanted to cum. The humiliation and
exhilaration of this moment was overwhelming.

?Lube it up before you put it in please,? Justin asked as Eric came closer.

It went in smoothly, even though it was fairly obvious that Eric had never
done something like that before. He pushed it in, allowing the lube to coat
the shaft and pushing it in deeply. He screwed the cage on and as the sides
rubbed against the enlarged cockhead Justin fought against the throbbing
warning from his balls that they were ready to shower the boy in front him
with hot seed.



Finally Justin was completely hooked up and he lay face down on the bench,
holding himself tight. The connecters were in place, the tens unit ready
and all that remained was to resume operation.

?Once you press the resume button, I?ll get blasted with shocks ? far worse
than the ones in class ? for the time the device was paused. It?s about one
shock for every eight to ten minutes I think,? Justin explained. ?Don?t
worry ? they won?t kill me, but they will seriously hurt me.?

He put the bit in his mouth and waited.

?Okay,? Eric replied and pressed the button.

He took a few steps back as Justin was electrocuted in front of him. Justin
was convulsing with the pain of the electro shocks. One shock forced his
groin up into the air, the next one caused him to slam down again, nearly
crushing his balls. Through the bit a roar of agony came out and he cried
tears of pain.

Eric turned pale and realized something else was happening to him. He put
that away for later investigation ? he would have to think about today a
great deal. Part of him felt like an outsider watching a show in which he
himself featured.

When it was over and Justin had composed himself again, looking rather
uncomfortable as the electricity felt like ?slow fucking me? as he put it,
he thanked Eric.

?Don?t thank me yet, you owe me lunch and a very good explanation,? the boy
reminded him.

?I know,? Justin agreed. ?Just wondering now ? what are you doing here??

?I?m supposed to try out for the swim team at half past five,? Eric told
Justin.

?Half past five, you better get changed quickly then, that?s in five
minutes.?

?Yeah, I know, but I was delayed a bit,? Eric said, smirking.

?Hope you make it,? Justin said and found that he meant it.

Quickly both boys got their clothes off and on. Locked away in his own
world for now, Justin missed Eric changing completely and realized he had
not taken a look when Eric was halfway out to the pool.

?See you tomorrow then Justin,? Eric said as the door closed behind him.

?See you tomorrow Eric,? Justin told the closed door.

He tied his shoes and got his backpack on. Time to go home and share this
experience with his master and brother slaves. But also time to think about
it. Sex, nakedness, eroticism, pain, humiliation ? it all played a major
role in his life but this scene was something even he had trouble
accepting.