Date: Tue, 12 Feb 2008 19:32:07 -0800
From: Bman <bjjl@charter.net>
Subject: Osaka Gang 5

After a few minutes of winding around the streets they entered a small shop
filled with clothes. Nakamura could see all the clothes in the shop were
for young men. Nakamura stood at the counter while Isamu picked out several
pair of pants and a shirt. The clerk was an older man who kept smiling at
Nakamura and it made him nervous. Isamu returned and placed the clothes on
the counter.

“Time for you to pay for these,” Isamu said.

“I didn't bring any money with me,” Nakamura quickly replied. “You didn't
say anything about needing money.”

“Not with money!” Isamu snapped. “With your ass! The owner wants to fuck
you. Get in the back. Drop your pants. And let him fuck you!”

Isamu grabbed a bag to put the clothes in. “Don't take all day! You got ten
minutes.”

Nakamura thought it could not get worse but it had. The old clerk jerked
his pants down, lubed his cock and rammed it hard into Nakamura's ass. He
grabbed Nakamura by the hips and pounded his cock in and out. Nakamura was
happy to see that the clerk was finished a few minutes. Nakamura returned
out front where Isamu and Suko were waiting.

“The old guy fuck you pretty hard?” Isamu could see he was too humiliated
to even talk. “That's OK. I need some new shoes from this other store. This
guy just likes his cock sucked,” Isamu laughed. “You can do that under the
counter while I'm checking out.”

Nakamura could not believe what he was hearing.

It was a small store but the inventory was high class all fine leather
shoes, belts and cases. Isamu shoved Nakamura up to the counter. “You think
he'll do?”

The clerk behind the counter smiled at Nakamura, reaching over the counter
to feel his nipples under the shirt.

“You suck my balls first! Then you lick my cock! Then you drink all my
juice!”

Nakamura was pulled around by the clerk and forced to his knees under the
counter. The clerk then dropped his pants and ordered Nakamura to
begin. Isamu looked around the shop while Nakamura was servicing the
clerk. He picked a pair of shoes, put them in a bag and walked outside to
wait. A few minutes later Nakamura came out.

“Did that taste good?”

Nakamura never said a word.

They walked across the street into the park. Isamu gave Nakamura the glass
jar again.

“Go drop another load of your sperm in the jar.” Isamu and Suko laughed as
Nakamura looked around for a private place. He went off the path, by some
large trees then into some bushes. Quickly he reached in his pants, grabbed
his cock and began jerking.

Within a few minutes his orgasm arrived and he squirted into the bottle. It
was just about this time he noticed two boys standing by a tree watching
him. He quickly zipped his pants, ran back to where Isamu was standing and
handed him the jar. “I can't do this anymore! Someone saw me this time!
It's too dangerous.”

Isamu and Suko laughed out loud. “That's just too bad!”

The following Monday, Nakamura was back at school in the administrative
office of the directors. The chairman stared at Nakamura before speaking.

“We have taken all the events into account. Those that were concerning you
and Aramaki. They were unfortunate and most inappropriate for our
school. However, it came to our attention that you were an object of a
prank. Therefore, we are not going to take any action against you or
Aramaki.”

It was just as Daiki had said, there would be no punishment because of
intervention by Tanaka. Isamu paid Nakamura a visit between classes. “I
told you would see back in school Monday. Didn't I?” Nakamura nodded his
head.

Isamu laughed. “Put the cock vibrator on today. I wanna have some fun with
it later.”

Isamu kept his promise, turning the vibrator on long enough to make
Nakamura's cock hard then switching it off. When it was normal again, he
switched it back or and made him hard again but switched it off before he
could ejaculate. Nakamura had to endure the whole hour of erections induced
by Isamu and his vibrator. As he left class, Isamu stopped at Nakamura's
desk. My brother Daiki will be waiting for you tonight.

Nakamura always tried to suppress the feelings he had toward Daiki. He
found Daiki quite attractive and he knew it was wrong. Now, Nakamura stood
there naked a ball gag in his mouth while Daiki worked his magic with the
ropes. He tied Nakamura's arms and shoulders behind his back in a sort of
harness. Another rope came from the ceiling and attached to the harness,
supporting his upper body and holding him steady. Next Daiki tied another
rope around Nakamura's ankle and pulled his legs upward. Leaving him stand
on one leg.

“Don't worry you won't fall. The ropes will keep you balanced.” Daiki
laughed, “I am good at this. I wouldn't make a mistake like that.”

He tied the ankle rope holding the ankle and leg to the other ropes of the
harness. Nakamura was completely immobile, slightly bent over he could look
at his cock and balls dangling out in the open.

Once secured in this open crotch position, Nakamura was completely
vulnerable to anything. Daiki slid his hand up Nakamura's inside thigh,
under his heavy testicles and poking his finger at his exposed anus. He
made a gently circular motion with his finger. “Have you ever had prostate
milking?”

Nakamura unable to answer because of the gag just shook his head no.

“The prostate is a contributor to male orgasm. Seminal fluids collect in
the prostate and are released during ejaculation.” Daiki slid his finger
into Nakamura's as and rubbed back and forth over the prostate.

“It can be stimulated manually. Prostate milking is a practice of
discharging them by means of massage without an orgasm.”

Daiki continued rubbing and pressing against the prostate while his other
hand pulled down on the testicles. “Electro-ejaculation is a procedure to
stimulate the nerves with an electric probe. They do this on animals to
collect sperm samples.”

Nakamura's cock was fully erect now and Daiki could see small droplets of
fluid oozing from the open slit slit.

“Here it comes now, “ Daiki smiled, continuing to gently stimulate the
prostate with his finger. In the position Nakamura was tied, his was
already bent down so he had a perfect view of his genitals. Clear fluid was
dribbling out several drops at a time. Then Nakamura saw the sperm slowly
ooze its way out. He found it difficult to believe he was ejaculating
without an orgasm.

Daiki smiled up at him. “See your semen is rolling out and dribbling down
your cock. What a beautiful sight.” He kept it up until there was no more
fluid.

Daiki washed his hands and stood in front of Nakamura with a big grin on
his face. “You know what comes next? The fun of playing with your cock
until you ejaculate again.”

Daiki played with him for some time. Pinching, twisting and pulling his
nipples. Rubbing and pinching his glands until they could stand no
more. The discharge of semen was almost nothing but an eye drop. The orgasm
however, was tremendous. Daiki raked the glans over and over as Nakamura
just hung there and quivered.

Nakamura's day at school the next day was rather uneventful. He was
surprised that he did not have any trouble from Isamu. It wasn't until that
evening after Isamu showed up in Nakamura's room. Isamu stood next to the
desk. “Take your pants off!”

Nakamura stood up and dropped his pants.

“Just as I thought. Boxer shorts!” Isamu shouted. “I gave you a pair of
pink panties to wear. Why don't you have them on?”

Nakamura replied. “I thought they were to wear for that one time. I didn't
know I was suppose to wear them all the time. You didn't say that.”

Isamu grabbed the boxer shorts and yanked them down. “Bend over the desk!”
He ordered. “I think it's time your ass had a little red in the cheeks!”
Isamu grabbed a nearby yard stick and took aim on Nakamura's bare
ass. WHACK! WHACK! WHACK!

The sound echoed through out the class room.

Nakamura felt the pain building in his ass cheeks with each smack from the
wooden ruler. Isamu stopped, pushing some papers off the corner of the
desk. “Put your cock on the desk. Right now!”

Nakamura pushed tight up to the desk, laying his semi hard cock on the
corner of the desk.

WHACK! Isamu snapped the ruler down on his cock. Nakamura bit down on his
lower lip. Isamu tossed the ruler on the desk. “Next time I better see you
in panties!”

That night Nakamura realized he would be under the thumb of this punk
forever unless he did something. Nakamura packed one bag with only the
things he really needed. Then he crept out under the cover of darkness
heading for the train station. He bought a ticket to a place he never heard
of then boarded the train for somewhere he could start over.

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