Date: Fri, 16 Feb 2007 16:04:47 -0800 (PST)
From: NiteSearcher2000 <nitesearcher2000@yahoo.com>
Subject: Pool Table and My Balls Chapter 33

Steven pulls back the covers to take a look at my
butt. I, of course, slept on my stomach because my ass
cheeks are so sore. He runs his hand gently across my
cheeks and it still hurts. That was probably the most
severe strapping I've ever taken. I don't have to look
at my butt to know it is pretty bruised. "Oh baby,
your poor ass took a beating. It was so fucking hot
though! It was definitely worth it." I can't fucking
believe he said that. Of course it was worth it to
him, it's not his ass. Just like my brothers last
night. They were so willing to offer up my balls but
not their own. I guess my feelings are showing on my
face because he gets right to it. "Don't look at me
like that. You shot your load just by rubbing your
cock on the sheets. As little as you were able to move
you had to be pretty fucking turned on for that to
happen. You'd better not be pulling any of the morning
after regrets shit on me. Admit it, you got exactly
what you wanted and deserved and you know it so you
have ten seconds to adjust your attitude or I'll
adjust it for you. "

"Okay, I'm sorry. It was hot last night but you know
how it is. Something can be really hot right before
you cum and then right after you ask yourself, what
did I do that for? That happens to every guy
sometimes."

"I imagine it happens to subs and bottoms a lot more
often than it happens to Doms and Tops. Doncha think?"
That makes instant sense to me.  "But I do get what
you're saying. It's like drinking, it might be fun
when you're doing it but it's not necessarily worth
the hangover." Okay, so he does get it.

He waits for that to settle in before he continues.
"Tell me the truth; are you afraid of facing Ross and
Cory?"

I have to think about it. "Not afraid, more like
skittish. I'm definitely embarrassed. I'm concerned
about what they think of me now."

"I'd talked to them a long time before I let them into
it. They want to be a part of your life, our life.
They had a good idea of where last night was going
before they entered into it. They really do love and
understand you, and let's face it, whatever it is that
you got that makes you like this stuff, they got it
too, just like I did. I've been thinking a lot about
it. We've all always been close and hung out together
and we've always played rough with you getting the
brunt of it. Then we grew up and listened to those
tiny voices in our head that said we're not supposed
to do stuff like that and we stopped. Now we're all
old enough to decide for ourselves what's okay and
what isn't. The way I see it, if we all like it then
why the fuck not?"

I'd thought about it a lot myself and had pretty much
reached the same conclusion. "I agree with you,
definitely. But it has cost us some friends. We hardly
ever see or speak to Jimmy or Cliff anymore. Even John
is less and less as he and his boyfriend get closer. I
don't want that to happen with my brothers."

"We moved away from people who we were moving away
from anyway. We didn't have that much in common
anymore. We were getting bored and restless and that's
what opened us up to new possibilities. We moved away
from people who we no longer had much in common with
and got closer to people we do. Like my brother, we've
never been this close before. That's why I brought
your brothers into it, so we can be closer. Think
about how many times we didn't include them just
because we were afraid of them finding out. Now they
know and they're okay with it. At least okay enough
not to judge it. Maybe they won't want to get into it
but at least we don't have to hide from them. I don't
want to have any more closets than we absolutely have
to."

"I certainly agree with that. I guess I am nervous
about facing them. What if they're not okay with what
happened last night?"

"Then we'll work through it. They love you, they
really do. Trust in that." He brushes his hand across
my cheek and leans in to give me a light kiss. "Let's
get moving. I'll make breakfast for everyone. You'd
better put on a pair of athletic pants. Your butt's a
little^Å angry this morning. Also, all rules are
suspended until further notice. You need time to
recover physically and emotionally. Besides, I've been
missing you, the real you. It was fun watching you top
Joey the other night and it was fun goofing with your
brothers. You can really hold your own. I like that.
Also, I like to see you cum now that you've learned
not to think with your dick all the time. We can have
more fun this way. I'm not a total prick."

"I never think of you that way, even though everybody
else thinks you're a prick." My smile tells him I'm
teasing. His hand lands on my ass and it hurts like a
mother fucker.

"I win." He says as he gets out of bed.

Steven and I are in the kitchen when they come in.
They have their jeans on but nothing else. Steven and
I are both in just athletic pants. Steven looks at us,
"Good gene pool. Too bad we won't be having kids."

Ross volunteers "Don't worry about it. I'm a breeder.
That is the expression, right? I'll have'em and
dump'em on you guys to baby sit all the time." He sits
down at the table. "How about getting me a cup of
coffee." He's obviously talking to me and it's not a
request.

Cory sits down too. "Get me one also." I'm just about
to say something nasty to them when I realize they've
both got the same shit eating grin on their faces. I
know how to play this game. I obediently get them
their coffee the way they like it. Steven leans
against the counter and watches amused. I carry them
to the table and just before I hand it to them I spit
in each one as they watch me do it.

"You're so fucking immature sometimes." Is all Cory
says as he takes the cup from me. Ross just rolls his
eyes and says nothing. They both sip it as if nothing
happened. Steven chuckles.

Ross says, "Sit down. Let's talk."

"I'd rather stand, thank you." I rub my sore ass as I
say it.

"You spit in my coffee, so sit asshole." I wince as I
sit down. "I win." Fuck, I've heard that twice already
today.

Cory is all energy. "Last night was very fucking hot.
Man, I jerked off twice. So, here's what I was
wondering, when I stopped the DVD at that scene you
didn't even hesitate. What if I'd have stopped at a
different scene? Would we have still done it? You
know, if I'd have stopped at when he was, well you
know what I mean."

"No, tell us." Ross asks, but I'm sure he knows where
Cory is going with this. It's pretty obvious.

"Well fuck, when I was jerking off I couldn't help but
think about the blow job the guy in the video was
getting. Okay, so I said it." He looks at Ross, "What
were you thinking of when you were jerking, and don't
tell me you didn't jerk it."

Ross sits back and crosses his arms. "I didn't"

"Bullshit! Bullshit! Bullshit! You are so full of
shit!" Cory is adamant!

Ross looks at me and nods. I look at Cory, "He
didn't."

"How the fuck would you know?^Å Oh shit!^Å There's only
one way you would know^Å fuck, oh fuck, and I went
upstairs and jerked myself off. Dammit! Was this a one
time deal or is the offer still on the table?"

Ross nods, "Hhmmmm^Å. That's exactly what I was going
to ask. Gotta tell ya, it was the best blow-job I've
ever had, by far."

"Thank you." Even as I say it, it seems an odd
response to a strange compliment. I take a deep breath
and look to Steven for support. He winks and nods as
if to say to do it, so I do. "It's still on the
table."

Cory throws his arms up in the air and jumps to his
feet, "All right! Let's do it!"

Ross is more of a thinker, "Are you really okay with
this?" I nod that I am. He looks at Steven and repeats
the question and he nods just as I did. He looks at me
again, "This won't be reciprocal; I don't row my boat
in that direction."

"Duhhhh! He's a cocksucker and we've got cocks. We're
pussy hunters and he's got no pussy. End of story. Why
do you have to make everything so fucking
complicated?" Cory has always looked at things in the
simplest ways. "Besides, it was making him submit that
I really got off on. It's making him do it that's hot.
I mean, who wouldn't want a slave? That is what you
do, right?"

I'm not going to make it that easy. I'm going to give
them a run for their money. "Only if you're man enough
to make me do it." I look him right in the eye.

"He'll only be man enough if I help him." Ross is
looking him right in the eye as well.

"Says the man with the smallest dick." Cory jabs right
back. Ross lunges but Cory is out the door and running
before Ross is even fully out of his seat. Ross goes
after him as fast as he can move.

"Well there goes breakfast. You'd better get ready for
work." I look at the clock when Steven says it and
realize I'm already going to be late. Shit!

"Can you call my boss and tell him to lay off my ass?
It really hurts." I ask nicely really hoping he'll do
it.

"Not my ass, not my problem. Handle it." I take a deep
breath realizing I should have expected that answer
from him.

I go upstairs to get dressed and come down as Cory and
Ross are making their way back into the house. They
are both soaked in sweat and out of breath. They look
at me dressed in my suit and Cory's eyes light up.
"Fucken A! I've wanted to spank your ass every time
I've seen you in a suit and looking all professional.
Drop the pants and bend over little brother." Ross
rips his belt out of his belt loops as Cory is talking
and Cory follows suit with his belt.

I immediately try to get out of it, "C'mon guys! I've
got to get to work. I can't do this now."

Ross answers, "Yes you can."

"Oh please no. I've really got to get to work and my
butt is still really sore from last night. You've got
to give me a chance to recover."

"No we don't." Damn Ross!

I look at Steven for help and he's quick to answer,
"Don't look at me I'm not getting in the middle of
this." Fuck!

"I suggest you start begging, bro." Cory gives me my
out and I take it. I all out beg for mercy. I promise
to make it up to them. I beg them to let me get to
work. I drop to my knees and beg more.

Ross says to Cory, "You were right, man. It is going
to be fun and easy to torture him."

"Told ya! You can go now but make us a set of keys so
we can drop by to torment you any time."

Steven quickly responds, "No fucken way!" His tone is
joking. He's not the type to care if they have keys.

Cory answers him, "You are in no position to say no to
us."

"What does that mean?" Steven asks.

Quick as a flash Ross and Cory are on him and nail him
in a headlock. Ross lands two quick hits with his belt
across Steven's ass.

Steven bucks and yells at them, "That's it. You're
both dead!"

Cory suggests to Ross, "On the count of three release
and run."

Steven tells them, "You can't outrun me!"

"I don't have to outrun you, I just have to outrun
Ross and we know I can do that. One, two, three^Å" They
push Steven back and take off out the back door.
Steven doesn't even try to catch them.

I can't miss my shot, "Now look at what you created."

"I'm going to have to kill them." He's smiling as he
says it.

"Remember the rules, kill the funny one last."

I kiss him good bye, turn away and then turn back
quickly catching him rubbing his ass, "It's hurts,
doesn't it?" He smacks me hard on the ass as I turn
away again. Fuck, it hurts.

"Wow. I win again. What a surprise." I don't respond
because he's right.

My secretary is waiting the second I get there. "You
picked a fine day to be late! The boss man wants you
up there an hour ago with your calendar and case load
for today. What did you do now?"

"I didn't do anything^Å" She hands me my stuff.

"Get moving. I'm dieing to know what's going on." She
pushes me off while she's still talking.

I take a deep breath as I walk up to his secretary. He
immediately stands. He's never done that before. "Boss
man wants to see me?" I ask him.

"I'm sorry, Sir, but he had to leave. He asked me to
extend his good wishes, and of course my own as well,
Sir. Congratulations."

Okay, I'm totally confused, "Thank you. Uummm,
congratulations on what?"

A big smile comes across his face. "You missed the
announcement to the board this morning. You were named
Vice President in charge of daily operations,
effective immediately."

I am stunned speechless! It takes me a couple of
seconds to recover. "Who was the previous Vice
President in charge of daily operations?"

"There was none, Sir."

It's a whirlwind as he shows me my new office and
where everything is. The head security guy gives me
keys and codes. Human resources comes up with my new
employment package. I can't believe the pay and perks
that go along with this position. I miss at least half
of everything everyone is saying to me. I catch this
part, "It is up to you if you want a new secretary and
Mrs. Dantz can stay with your replacement, or if you
want to bring Mrs. Dantz with you." I don't even have
to think about that one.

"She comes with me." He hands me her new package for
my approval. I see the salary line is left blank and I
write a generous figure in and hand it back to him."
He doesn't even flinch or question it. I can't wait to
tell her, but first things first.

I call my boss^Å He holds up his cell phone as it rings
and shows everyone who it is. They all laugh and he
uses hand motions to quiet them down. We go through
the usual preliminaries of my thanking him for the
opportunity and his telling me I've earned it. His
parting words get my full attention, "Listen well. I
don't usually combine business and pleasure but if you
fuck up those two worlds are going to collide and I am
going to beat your ass into a pulp, pound your balls
into the ground, and grind your dick into a useless
stump." He hangs up the phone and everyone bursts out
laughing.

Steven holds up his phone for all of them to see as
soon as it starts ringing less than a minute later. I
tell him all about my new promotion. He's real
supportive and congratulates me. He ends the
conversation with, "Listen, you worked hard for this
and deserve it but it affects both of us now. What
happens to you affects my life too so if you fuck up I
am going to beat your ass into a pulp, pound your
balls into the ground, and grind your dick into a
useless stump. Do you understand me?" He hangs up the
phone and everyone bursts out laughing all over again.

I look into the phone stunned that they both said the
same thing. I wonder if they teach that in Dom school
or something.

Steven looks at everyone, "Okay guys, we have about
ten hours to get everything done. Let's hit it!"
Everyone is there including Michael, the boss man,
Ross, Cory, Craig, David, John, Josh, Joey and even a
couple of the guys from the club.

The boss man tells them, "This is the first time I've
ever built a dungeon as a sign on bonus. He'd better
appreciate it."

"Who cares if he appreciates it as long as we get to
use him in it." Cory is fitting right in.

A bunch of equipment is delivered and they work to set
it all up. They put rubber flooring in place. They
install all different kinds of restraints, pulleys,
hooks, and cleats to the walls, floor and ceiling. A
small prison cell with heavy iron bars is installed.
Even a fiberglass, coffin like box is brought in. A
water torture chamber is hooked up as well. All
different instruments of restraint and punishment are
organized and either hung on the wall or put in
drawers. All of the typical dungeon furniture like a
bondage table, St. Andrews cross, spanking bench,
stockades, bondage chair and some other minor pieces
are included. The boss man has a passion for mid-evil
restraints from metal head cages to cock cages to a
full body cage. Cory is a master carpenter and has a
field day building different restraint frames. Between
Michael's ideas, Steven's creativity, the boss's
money, and everyone's skills, a first class dungeon is
fit right into the basement of our house. A wall is
built to separate it from the rest of the basement and
a good door and lock is installed.

Cory is curious as all hell and asks a million
questions about how everything works. "You're asking a
lot of questions little brother. Do you want to try
some of this stuff on yourself, because I'm sure we
could arrange it?"

"No fucking way, but the idea of doing it to him is
exciting as hell."

Craig says, "I can relate to that. I don't know what
it is but abusing and controlling him is a real turn
on."

"There is something about him that just brings it
out." Steven is smiling proudly as he talks. "He's so
fucking superior all the time. He's good looking,
ripped, smart, successful, the mother fucker has it
all and he knows how to use it. He begs to be taken
down. Then the fucker comes back stronger and better
making you want to do it again. He's the only one I
have any real interest in."

Ross adds somewhat threateningly, "Good. I'm glad to
hear that." Steven just smiles knowing how much Ross
cares.

"I probably shouldn't say this," Craig hesitates
before continuing, "but he's the only guy I'm
interested in. I mean dominating him, punishing him,
fuck, it's really hot. He gives the best blow jobs
I've ever had. That mouth of his drives me crazy!
Fucking him was okay but getting sucked off by him is
awesome." There's pretty much consensus on that one.
Cory looks confused, "Wait a minute, he's sucked you
all off?" They all nod yes including Ross. "Fuck! Then
I'm next. I can't believe he blew everyone but me.
Have you all fucked him too?" Everyone but Ross says
yes to that one.

Craig elaborates, "I've only fucked him once. To be
honest it was only okay for me. It was bending him
over, beating his ass, and making him take my cock up
his ass that got me off. I guess I lean more toward
straight."

Ross says, "I don't think it's a gay/straight thing. I
think it's a power thing. It's the thrill of the hunt,
the capture, and the kill. The power trip of being
able to overpower, imprison and control another guy is
exciting. And I see what you're saying; the pull to
him is very strong. It is like he asks for it somehow.
Even when we were kids it was like he was asking for
it. He looks at Cory, "You ask for it too, but you
either escape it or transfer it to him. I remember
lots of times you started it but he ended up getting
it."

Cory's smile is wicked. "That's what I get off on. I
like the taunting and the teasing, baiting people. I
like that I can always get myself out of it. The icing
on the cake is when I can make him suffer the
consequences of my behavior. That is a fucking rush. I
piss you off and then you take it out on him. There's
nothing better. I can relate to what Craig is saying
too. I don't have a direct interest in fucking him but
the idea of bending him over and giving him no choice
but to take a cock up his ass is hot too."

"I get it." Is Ross's only comment to that. Looking at
Steven he asks, "And you're okay with all this? It's
okay that everyone wants to use your husband for their
own pleasure?"

`It's not one sided. I get off on it too and on some
level so does he. For whatever the reason the
submission, the pain, the suffering, the humiliation,
all the disgusting and degrading things we do to him
get him off like nothing else does. Besides that, not
to sound negative, the guy's a slut. I could never
satisfy him by myself. He likes having lots of sex
with different guys. I'm okay with that because I know
it's me he loves."

"You're full of shit." Michael challenges him. "I've
seen your jealous side. You're not this perfectly cool
and secure guy you try to portray."

"I'm not perfect, I have my moments like everyone else
does but the reality is I handle it. Every one of you
has had him and I'm the one who is doing the sharing.
At the end of the day it's my bed he sleeps in and it
will be just him and I in the end. In the mean time
we're having a blast and including as many people as
possible along the way."

Ross pats him on the back. "I really admire and
respect both of you for it. It takes a hell of a man
to do what the two of you are doing. Talk about living
outside the box and on the edge."

Craig adds, "I really like being here. It's like an
adult summer camp. It's just fun. And being honest,
it's good to have someplace to go where you can just
be yourself no matter what. That's the best part."

"This has been pretty much a family discussion but I
just want to say that you guys are like the best
friends I've ever had. It is fun to be here and a part
of things. Thank you for that." David sounds so
sincere and the others nod their agreement.

Cory breaks the sappy mood, "So does anyone want to
suck my dick so I have a basis of comparison?" Ross
grabs him quick and tries to throw him in the cell but
Cory is quicker and slips out of his grasp, again.
They get back to work and finish well before quitting
time.

"Will you be able to keep him out of here until next
week?" Michael asks.

"No problem," Steven replies. He has no reason to come
down here. I'll lock the door just in case. Besides,
he knows if a door is locked he better not ask why and
he's not welcome."

Everyone wanders off after the work is done. Steven
sits on the floor of the dungeon with two thoughts in
his head: One is he wants to get some comfortable
chairs down here for spectators and the second is that
he'd better do something very special tonight to
celebrate his big promotion. Dom/sub, Master/slave,
Top/bottom, is all bullshit in the end and he's smart
enough to know he'd better keep his man happy. Tonight
it will be a nice gift, going out to a fancy dinner,
some good sex, and an evil and wicked good time in the
very near future. Life is good.