Date: Wed, 26 Nov 2003 06:17:30 -0800 (PST)
From: Harry Rod <harryrod575@yahoo.com>
Subject: and then I met jeff ... Chapter 15

Apologies for the long delay!  Hope you enjoy.
Harryrod575@yahoo.com
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Thursday -

I woke up with my arm wrapped around someone and a hard cock in my hand and
it wasn't mine.  I smiled.  Sleeping with my roommate - Mr. Macho - naked
together with my hand wrapped around his morning wood.  Mine was nestled
nicely between his legs.  Then the alarm went off and Mark moved to shut it
off.  He rolled over and said, "Hey."

"Hey, to you too," I countered as he rubbed sleep from his eyes.  "Shall we
take care of these before we shower?"  I asked as I tweaked his rod.  "Is
Harold ready for a little fun?"

"Harold is always ready for fun!  What do you want to do to him this
morning?" he said as he pushed his ridged cock up into my hand.

"I thought that I could take care of him while you look after Mr. Bill.
Sort of a you do mine while I do yours?"  I wanted him to participate in
the process; usually he was doing the directing.  I didn't give him a
chance to reply, I just moved up and around until I was straddling him with
my dick hanging over his mouth.  But he just reached up and started working
on my cock.  Once I started on his cock, he started following everything I
did.  This was becoming more natural for me all the time.  I loved working
on the swollen head first; licking it all over, working my tongue into the
slit and around the head.  The taste and texture was always so great.  The
velvet firmness of the shaft and the spongy meat of the heat along with the
musky, salty taste of his cock was great.

Then up and down the shaft like it was a Popsicle.  He was matching me lick
for lick and it felt amazing.  Once again I was looking into the equipment
of a guy and loving it.  It was just a week ago that this whole thing had
started.  Wow, my life had really changed.

I was now working the head in and out and sucking as I did.  Then I took it
all the way down to his pubes, loving having my nose buried in his bush.
Mark couldn't do that.  He started to gag and backed off.  But I could tell
he was getting close to shooting his balls were tightening up.  I decided
to really push him over the edge.  I took a finger, licked it between
strokes and started working it into his ass.  Once I was in, I found his
joy button and started pressing on it.  He had followed suit and was
working on mine.  This was it I was going to fill his mouth.  Just when I
started he did as well.  We were shooting load after load down each other's
throats.

He continued to hold my cock in his mouth as I was doing with his, sucking
every last drop of cum out of his cock.  For me, I knew what would come
next.  I had woke up with a piss hard on and really had to go, more so now
that I had finally cum.  I tried to relax a bit and then the flow started.
I heard a "Mppfh" from Mark as I let loose with the flow.  I could tell he
was working to swallowing all of it.  So I shouldn't have been surprised
when he started pissing in my throat.  I then had to struggle to swallow
all of his.

When he finished, I removed my mouth and laughed.  "That's great, I get rid
of a load and get a load in return.  I am just going to have to go pee
again in a bit.  But I have to admit it tasted great!"  Mark agreed, "Fuck
yeah, I wouldn't have thought that I'd be drinking piss out of a guy's
dick, but you are right it tastes good!  But enough fun, we have got to get
showers and get out of here for class and maybe even have time to grab a
bite in the cafeteria."

I climbed off of his bed then, grabbed my showers stuff and with towels
over shoulders we headed off to the bathroom.  I noticed guys walking back
from the bathroom with just their towels over their shoulders.  The trend
was catching on and I liked all the flesh I was getting to see.  Mark
obviously was having a difficult time controlling his cock.  It was semi
hard by the time we got to the bathrooms.  I don't know if it hadn't gone
down or if it had gone back up in the process of parading nude through the
halls.  There were also several guys at the sinks that had not bothered to
wrap a towel around themselves.  Our dorm was turning into a house of
flesh.  Not that I even thought all these guys could be gay, just that they
were moving into the trend of being naked and more open.

We noticed that several curtains were open on some of the occupied stalls,
thus continuing the openness.  I saw guys washing themselves, drying and
all.  Nothing was being held back.  I'd have to see if Jeff was seeing the
same thing when he wondered around.  We grabbed showers, cleaned up, dried
and went out to the sinks to finish up.  I was now fine with this open
display, but I think Mark was still thinking exhibition and had to lean
into the sink to hide his swelling.

When we got ready to leave, I noticed that Mark's cock was hard.  I laughed
and asked him if he was going to walk to our room that way.  He actually
blushed and said he would try, but would have his towel ready, just in
case.  I told him to hang his towel on his cock like a towel rack and
laughed.  We grabbed out stuff and walked out with me in the lead.  Mark
had his towel over his shoulder walking along following his prick.

When a door would open he would swing his towel down in front of his
crotch, but not wrap it around his waist.  We passed several people this
way as we made it to our room.  I realized this was going to be my last day
in this room as tomorrow, Jeff and I would move in together.  Mark was so
turned on by the time we got back to our room that he was dripping.  "Mark,
you'd better take care of that or else you won't be fit to have breakfast
with!"

"Come over here and suck it then!" he said.

"Nope, you got one this morning, you are on your own."  I wanted him to
squirm a bit.

"Awh, come on!  For a friend, your roomy?"  He pleaded.

"Nope.  But why don't you open the curtains to the room and put a show on
for anyone who might be looking this way."  I knew the distance was pretty
far, but I also knew he would get off on it.

"Now that's an idea!"  He went over to the curtains and pulled them back,
washing the room in bright sun light.  Across the way, was another dorm.  I
really doubted that anyone could see in the window as bright as it was, but
we could certainly see into the ones across the way.

"Pick out a window or person and give them a show," I said, eager to watch
my roommate put on a sexual display.

"Okay, I found one," he said moving back a bit from the windows.  He
grabbed his cock and started wiggling it about.  I dressed in my
by-now-standard-attire, gym shorts, t-shirt and sandals while I watched him
strut his stuff.  He started making fucking motions with his hips.  He
turned and showed his ass while he did this, then back around facing the
window.  He finally grabbed his cock and started fucking his fist, making
great exaggerated thrusting movements with his hips.

It didn't take him long, he didn't have a long fuse when it came to
exhibitionist displays.  He was suddenly shooting a load across the window.
When he finished, I told him that to make the show really hot, he would
have to go over and lick the window clean.  He did and I think it was at
that point that he was most visible to anyone looking in our window.

As he finished, I said, "Better get a move on, Mr. Macho, you'll never make
it to breakfast, unless A. That was your breakfast or B. You plan to go
naked to the cafeteria!"

He laughed, grabbed some shorts, t-shirt, slipped on sandals, grabbed his
backpack and followed me out.  We got down stairs to breakfast and talked
about real schoolwork for a change during breakfast.  When we finished, I
headed off to my classes and he off to his.

I had Ted in my first class and he was openly staring at the open legs of
my shorts and my feet.  I took my feet out of my sandals for him and kept
them off the entire class.  I managed to hear what the prof was saying
during most of the class, but I swear Ted's pants were tenting when we
headed out of class.  He stuck back and waited for me to leave the
classroom.  I looked around to make sure no one was watching, then reached
down and gave Ted's crotch a squeeze.  He moaned 'cause, he indeed had a
rod in his pants.  I asked him if he had enjoyed meeting Fred.

"Yes," he blushed.  "We seemed to have had a lot in common.  I will be back
over there this afternoon.  I am taking him up to the clearing you showed
me," he said and looked down sheepishly.

"Well, maybe I'll stroll up that way this afternoon and see what I can
see!"  I said jokingly.  That took him aback.  "I am just kidding."  He
seemed to calm down then.  "I am glad you are finding things in common with
Fred.  Great news.  Got to run, see you tomorrow."  He too had to run and
went off to his next class, holding his books over his crotch.

I placed a call to Dr. Paul and left a message about Mark joining us.  I
mentioned that he was bi, that he claimed he was "mostly straight" and
didn't like to get fucked and was really into exhibition.  Then I headed
off to my next class.

Next class was with the prof who had warned me about distracting his class,
so I tried to be good and listen to what he was saying.  The guy across
from me kept staring at my crotch.  I was having a difficult time not
adjusting myself to show him more.  But I got into the discussion he was
having and made it through class.

Next I was to meet Jeff for a workout in the gym.  Once again, I had
forgotten to bring clothes.  Once again, Jeff raided the lockers finding me
a nice sweaty used jock to wear, a pair of shorts, a t-shirt and even a
pair of shoes and socks (sweaty, stinking socks!).  He had shoes and socks,
but raided a set of work out clothes for himself, too.  I dressed and we
headed into the work out room.  We got on the treadmill for five minutes to
get warmed up.  Then sat and stretched.  I kept looking at his full jock
poking out of his shorts.  Then we were over to the weights.  He spotted
for me as I bench pressed and got to stare up into his crotch as he stood
over me.  That plus the sweaty smell surrounding me was making me hot.  But
I only pushed the weights that much harder.

We switched off and I stood over him.  I reached down and freed the head of
my cock from the cock so he could look at it while he worked out.  As we
continued around the machines we kept showing off to each other.  When I
was on the leg press and he was standing in front of me, I arranged my
shorts so that on each squat my ass was showing quite well.  I was lying on
my back pressing out on the plate at my feet.  It was more difficult the
harder I became.

At one point I went into the small restroom next to the weight room and
stripped off my jock, put back on my shorts and went back out to workout.
I was having an effect on Jeff.  I could tell his jock was bulging more and
more.

I lay down on my stomach at the leg curl machine bend the weight on my
ankles back to my butt.  I was holding on to a bar near the floor as I
flexed my legs back and slowly down.  I was in the middle of the second
rep, when Jeff reached over and pulled my shorts down, exposing my ass.  I
couldn't do much with the weight I had on, so I just kept on working until
I finished the set.

I got his back as he was doing standing squats with weights on his
shoulders.  He was facing the mirror in the middle of his second rep, when
I pulled his shorts down.  He stood there with his obviously bulging pouch
and finished the set.  I laughed as he pulled his shorts up, until it was
my turn.  He gave me that smile of his as I started my set.  Then, of
course, he pulled down my shorts, leaving me bobbing in the breeze because
I still wasn't wearing my jock. I laughed a bit too as set the weight on
the pegs and then went and put my jock back on.

We worked until our own sweat was drenching the clothes. When we finished I
was ready for a shower, but also not ready.  I wanted to continue inhaling
the manly reek of Jeff's and my sweat.  When we were in the locker room, I
stripped and grabbed a towel that Jeff had found for me.  "Nope, no
showers.  Dr. Paul told me to have us work out, but no showers.  I think he
wants us nice and ripe.  In fact, he wants us to stay in these clothes."  I
wondered at that, but began putting back on the sweaty musky clothes that
now had at least 2 peoples workouts worth of sweat in them.

We stuffed our clean clothes in Jeff's pack and headed out. We went to the
outside cafe and grabbed a late lunch. At least we were outside and not
going to kill anyone with our smell.

He was excited about his brother coming to visit the next day.  He told me
to be prepared for a wild ride as there was no telling what his brother
would do or have them do.  He called him an all out sex freak.  Bob would
definitely be in charge and there were infinite possibilities of what he
would de doing with us.  I was getting hard thinking about the
possibilities.

We finished up lunch and it was time to get over to Dr. Paul's.  Just as we
were getting to the door Mark showed up.  He waved his hand in front of his
nose and said, "Boy, you guys are fucking ripe!  What did you fucking do,
run a fucking marathon?"

"Yeah, as you would say a "fucking" marathon!"  Jeff said as we entered
Dr. Paul's clinic.

Paul met us at the door.  "Thanks for coming today guys.  I think you will
enjoy this as well as help me.  Several of the guys in my class, after
seeing Bill, last time, asked if there could be another class.  This one is
on fetishes.  They wanted to understand the various aspects of this and how
it might impact their work as doctors.  So in the examining rooms there are
9 guys from the 2 human sexuality classes.  There was some interest from
the woman as well, but I managed to get them to agree to a separate class,
saying that it would make the subjects more comfortable in a non-mixed
environment.

"Okay we are going in to the room now, so follow me."  He opened the door
and led us into a room with 3 exam tables, a couple of chairs and the nine
guys standing around in lab coats.  "Gentlemen, these are our volunteer
subjects for today's session.  Today we are discussing fetishes, and
particularly those having to do with homosexual sex.  While many of these
are practiced between heterosexual partners, they are often practiced
between two men.  We are studying the ramifications of these acts on the
field of medicine and how you may be called upon to diagnosis or treat
injuries that might occur as a result of these acts.  So while these
various acts are demonstrated, I will instruct you on the various
complications or issues that might arise from these practices.

"We are going to start off giving these gentlemen an enema.  All of these
things we are going to demonstrate can be highly erotic to many people.  It
is especially important as doctors that we realize the effect some of our
ordinary procedures can have on patients.  Now if you three gentlemen will
strip off your shorts and each get on an exam table on your hands and
knees, we can get started."  Once again, I was finding being on display a
trip, so I was beginning to fill out the jock as we stripped off our
clothes and climbed up on the table.  "It is important to realize as well,
that some people are stimulated simply by being nearly naked in front of
people, as a form of exhibitionism.  So already we have two forms of
fetishes at work here.  Of course for men the obvious manifestation of the
erotic influence of these various fetishes is the penis becoming tumescent.
Three of you will step forward and prep these men for their enemas and then
proceed to give them enemas.  While you are doing these notice the effect
your ministrations have on their bodies.

"Now you have probably noticed that these men have a very high degree of
body odor.  I have asked them to workout and then come to this
demonstration without first showering, as odor or sweat can be another form
of fetish that we will explore in a few moments.  Now each of you
performing this procedure, put on your rubber gloves, apply some lubricant
to your index finger and then slowly insert your finger into the patients
rectum.  This is to lube up the entrance so the enema tube will slide in
easily."  I was so hard, there on all fours in front of these guys.  The
guy stepped up behind me and inserted his finger into my ass.  I moaned as
he did this.

"We have already discussed the issues with inserting anything into the
anus."  I began to zone out what Paul was talking about as the guy removed
his finger and then inserted the hose into my ass.  Then he set the flow
going and began to flood my ass.  The pressure in my ass was very much a
pleasure.  "Many men get pleasure in the giving and some in the receiving
of the enema.  The flow has to be controlled.  There should not be too much
pressure nor should there be too great a volume."  I zoned him out as my
gut swelled and my cock got harder.  I could feel it stretching out my jock
and wanting to poke out the top.  I could feel the liquid gurgling in my
body as it worked into my works.  Finally the flow stopped.  "Now leaving
the fluid in, builds tension both physical and sexual."  I knew what he
meant it was pushing at my prostate and my hole all at the same time.  "It
should not be left in for longer than 5 minutes.

"There have been cases where the patient is unable to retain the water and
can shot the fluid out of his rectum quite forcefully when he is in this
position."  There was a chuckle at this.  But we had no such accidents this
time.  We all braved the pressure.  I could feel the clock ticking as my
heart thudded in my chest with each passing second.  I swore he left it in
us longer than five minutes.  Finally, we had us get off the table and
instead of letting us use the toilet, he has us squat over buckets.

"As we will see humiliation can play a major role in some fetishes.  Most
men would rather die than have to squat and let the contents of his lower
intestines squirt out in front of a group of people.  But these men are
part of our class and we squat and dump.  Notice how this one is blushing
while he squats here."  Mark was blushing as he squatted, but that didn't
stop him from letting it go and let it flood out of him.

Once we had finished, Paul gave us tissues to wipe our asses with.  When we
finished, he told Mark to take the buckets into the toilets and dump them.
While he was doing that Paul went on.  "Okay, these two are going to be
part of our bondage and discipline fetish.  This fetish will use many other
fetishes as parts of it.  Jeff is going to be our Master and Bill his
slave.  Jeff here are some things for your slave."  He handed Jeff a bag.
Jeff looked into the bag and smiled.  He pulled out the first thing.

"Come here Slave and kneel on the floor in front of me."  I did as he said.
I was so used to this, but doing in front of these men was new, different
and thrilling.  He reached out and put a dog collar around my throat and
cinched it tight.  Then he told me to stand up, remove my t-shirt and turn
around.  I did as he said.  He put slave cuffs on my wrists and then
clicked them together behind me.  Then he knelt and put cuffs on my ankles.
"Now you are my slave.  You will do whatever I say, is that not right,
slave?"

"Yes, sir," I mumbled automatically, now standing there cuffed in only a
jock.

"Say it so I can hear you!"

"Yes, sir," I spoke up, still humiliated by this whole thing in front of
these people.

"You aren't fit to wear clothes."  And he stripped off my jock, leaving me
rock hard and naked in front of everyone.  "Now you will clean out my pits.
I am all sweaty and stinky from the workout, so you will clean me up."  He
pulled off his t-shirt and forced my face into one pit, where I began to
lick his smelly sweat off of the hair.  The smell was intoxicating.  I
wanted more.  Paul was talking about something, but I was all about
listening to Jeff and what he wanted, knowing that I was on display in
front of all these people.  Being Jeff's slave.

I did hear Paul when he started talking about Mark, though.  "You will be
my subject for a little sadism/masochism.  Take off your t-shirt, now hold
up your arms."  I was able to see that he was tying Mark's arms over his
head to some sort of bar, using ropes.  Then he put a bar between Marks
feet and tied his feet to them.  This spread Mark's legs wide apart.  Then
he took rope and very tightly tied up Mark's cock and balls.  The balls
were stretched out and the cock was turning dark purple as the rope around
the base of it was tightened.  Paul then put a gag in Mark's mouth and tied
it so he could only mumble.  He had been giving a discourse through the
whole process, but I was now working on Jeff's other pit, so was all into
the new area, when I heard, "Now we will be applying some pain.  There are
all kinds of methods for this, but I am going to use common everyday
clothespins.  First I will apply one to each nipple.  Now notice the
constricting face and he experiences the pain, but also notice how his
penis throbs with the eroticism it creates."

"Okay, asshole, enough on the pits, clean out my ass," Jeff said as he
roughly pushed me to the ground and turns around, bends over and pushes his
ass into my face.  I am now going in a tonguing out his crack and then
begin to work into his hole.  I know there is nothing in there, but the
tastes linger of his sweat, ass and that acrid musk that I love.  I spread
his cheeks and really get into his ass, sticking my tongue up his hole
cleaning it out.

Paul is continuing on Mark, "Now I have a candle here and from a high level
I am going to drop the warm wax onto his rigid penis."  I look sideways to
see Mark writhing in the ropes as the wax drips down on his cock.  Jeff
pulls off of my tongue.  He grabs a chair and sits on it.  "Now you are
going to work on my feet.  Take off both of my shoes and socks.  That's it
now inhale the stink of my socks."  I was looking at his dingy white socks
and getting lost in the smell of them.  "Take one and suck on it and take
the other, wrapped it around you cock and stroke your cock a bit with it.
Yeah, that's it asshole, chew the sweat out of my socks."

I hear now that a paddle is being used on Mark's ass.  I can hear the smack
each time it hits his ass. I look up to see him near swing free with each
swat on his ass, but his cock was still hard.  Mark had not been with Jeff
and I for our paddling session with the coach, so this was probably his
first experience with it.

"Now, scum you will clean my foot.  Take it in your mouth and suck each toe
and lick it clean."  While he put one foot in my mouth up, he put the other
on my dripping cock and began to work his foot all around my cock.  He
managed to get my cock kind of wedged between his big toe and the next and
began stroking my cock that way.  Meanwhile I was totally into the taste of
cleaning up his smelly feet.  I loved the look of his toes and the veins
that traveled across his arch.  I cleaned out all the stuff between is toes
and I didn't miss a spot as I went down the sole of his foot.

They were hanging weights from Mark's balls now and Paul was going on with
the consequences of this.  I could see him twisting by his wrist.  The
clothespins were still in place.  All the while I was leaning into Jeff's
feet and cleaning them.  He switched feet and this time instead of jacking
my cock with his clean foot, he put his foot down on my cock and my balls
trapped underneath and began to put pressure on them.  I was groaning as I
licked and cleaned this foot.  Several men had gathered round Jeff and I to
watch what exactly was being done.  Focus kept shifting back and forth
between Mark's torture and my humiliation.

I was humiliated, but the whole thing also turned me on.  Jeff then said,
"Okay, now move up here and suck on this raunchy jock strap."  He moved his
foot and spread his legs so I could move in between his legs.  He still
kept steady pressure on my crotch with one of his feet, pressing down now
and then to make sure I felt the pressure.  I leaned in and put my mouth on
his jock strap.  It was so ripe with sweat, piss and probably cum, and the
smell was overwhelming.  This was one of those jocks that Jeff had swiped
from a locker, so who knew who's it was and what they had done in it.  But
the flavor was intense.  I was sucking on the jock and taking out all the
juices.

I heard Paul talking about dildos and the use in S & M.  He was obviously
getting ready to use one on Mark. I looked over and that's what was
happening.  Paul had a good-sized dildo that he was lubing up for Mark's
ass.  Mark's cock was still hard and straining within the bands of the
rope.  It was oozing precum.  There were still clothespins on his nipples.
I couldn't imagine the pain he was experiencing.

"Okay, cocksucker, do you want me cock now?"  Jeff asked me.

I nodded my head.  "Look asshole, you speak and you say sir or you will not
get anything!  Do you understand, slave?"

"Yes, sir," I responded.

"Now tell me what you want, asswipe!"

"I want your cock, master."  I said, lowering my eyes, feeling my
humiliation.

"Beg for it.  Tell me what you want and beg me for it!"

"I want to suck you cock master.  Please may I suck your cock master."

"Tell me what you want out of my cock, you filthy slave."

"Sir, I want anything that comes out of your cock, sir."

"You want my piss!" He nearly screamed at me.

"Yes, sir," I said blushing deeply.

"Beg for it and tell me exactly what you want, piss pig!"

"Please sir, may I have your piss to drink and to be covered in."  I
pleaded.

"Will you do anything I say, no matter what, if I give it to you?" he
taunted.

"Yes, master whatever you say.  Please may I have your piss," I begged
again.

"Okay, sit there and open your mouth."  He got up from the chair and stood
over me, his crotch over my face.  "I am going to piss in my jock and you
are going to catch the piss as it flows out.  This way it will wash out all
my stink and sweat with the piss."  And he started pissing.  It dribbled
and then streamed out of the bottom of his jock.  Some was pouring into my
mouth and some was running down my chin and onto my body.  I was swallowing
as fast as I could.  "Dumb fuck, drinking a man's piss through his raunchy
sweat and cum soaked jock.  How low can you be!"

I was averting my eyes but not stopping slurping up his piss.  Finally the
stream ended.  Jeff stood up a little straighter and removed his jock.  He
was now standing there naked with a rigid shaft angling up towards his
stomach.  "Here suck this dry," as he stuffed his jock into my mouth.  I
squeezed the juice out of it and enjoyed the heavenly taste of it all.

"Now, I'll let you wear it as a prize."  He took the jock and draped it
over my head, with the pouch over my nose and eyes and the straps across
the back of my head.  "I am going to unlock you handcuffs and you are going
to do some things for me.  Do you understand me?  You will do whatever I
say!  Right, asshole!?"  "Yes, Sir," I said through the jock strap.

"Okay, lay on your back.  That's it.  Now I want you to use that cock of
yours and piss all over yourself.  I want you to coat yourself in your own
piss.  These men want to see how low you are that you not only want to
drink the piss from another man's cock, but that you would cover yourself
in your own piss."  I lay down on my back in front of him somewhat glad my
face was hidden behind the jock strap.  I was feeling embarrassed being
stripped and forced to do these things in front of all these guys.  I loved
it, too.  I was so hard it took so relaxing to get the piss flowing but
finally it started and I covered myself in piss, even got some up to the
jock covering my face.

"Show these people how much you like piss.  Start stroking you pitiful
cock.  Show them how much you enjoy being humiliated and made to do what
ever I say.  Yeah, jack that cock.  Now take one of you fingers and get it
all wet from the piss on you body.  Yeah, that's it.  Now take that finger
and stick it up your ass and start finger fucking yourself while you jack
off.  Would you look at this scum lying on the floor in a pool of piss,
covered in his and my piss, finger fucking himself and jerking himself off!
Can you believe this pervert?  Show them how much you like it.  Shoot a
load!  And when you do I want you to shoot it all over your stomach!"  I
was pumping away on my cock and fucking myself.  I knew it would not be
long.  I was on fire wanting to fist myself harder and faster.  As my eyes
rolled up I caught a glimpse of the guys standing around me in their white
lab coats.

I was groaning and shuddering as I came close to shooting.  I press down on
the spot in m ass and blew a load across my stomach.  "That's it you
cocksucking scum blow that load.  Show us how much you are enjoying this.
Now wipe up that mixture of cum and piss from your chest.  That's it.  Now
take off that jock from your head and lick your fingers clean you fucking
slut.  Yeah, now flip your legs over your head and show them how you can
clean off you own cock.  That's it, fuckhead!"  I could just lick the head
of my cock.  Jeff was pushing down on my legs so I could get more of the
head in my mouth.

"Now, fuck slut, I am going to fuck your ass in this position.  Everyone
will see my cock pumping into your ass, see your cock swell as you enjoy
being fucked.  And you can work on your own cock as I plug your ass."  He
squatted down just a bit and started pushing the head of his cock into my
ass.  I moaned as the head of his cock invaded my ass pushing my dick into
my mouth.  Then he was in and started pumping in and out of my ass.  Each
time he pushed in, he made my cock go into my mouth.  So as he fucked my
ass, it made me fuck my mouth.  My cock had swelled up again and my balls
were close in along the side of my cock as Jeff worked on my ass.

I was sucking myself off while he fucked my ass!  A couldn't believe this.
I had totally forgotten about Mark and had no idea what had happened to
him.  I was engrossed in this whole scene that I was in.  Being dominated
by Jeff in front of these people was so hot and so, I don't know,
humiliating I guess.  I wouldn't normally want to do this in front of
others, but I was definitely a rush for me.  I wanted him to yell at me
more.  I wanted to be debased in front of these guys.

"Suck your cock your lowly scum sucker while I fuck your ass.  Do you like
your ass being fucked by a real man?"  I mumbled a yes around my cock.  He
began to speed up on my ass.  I began to really clench down on his cock as
he pumped it in and out of my ass.  He began to really get the friction
going in my ass.  The head of his cock was rubbing against my prostate
sending my over the edge.  Soon I was shooting a hot load of cum down my
throat. Some of it spilled around the edge of my mouth.  Cumming had made
me really squeeze down on his cock in my ass.  Then Jeff was shooting blast
after blast into my ass.  He pulled out and let some of it shoot down my
cock and into my mouth.

"There you are, slim ball, such up yours and my cum.  Relish in the taste
of our mingled jism.  Suck it all out of your cock and then lick up mine as
it dribbles down you pitiful cock."  I was slurping up as much of it as I
could.  Jeff had pulled out of my ass, stood and backed up.  I unbent and
stretched out.  Paul was talking on about something to do with positions
and complications.

I looked over and saw Mark, still tied to the ceiling with his legs spread.
Paul walked away from Jeff and I and went over to Mark.  "Okay, we are back
to this guy.  He has been tortured with whips, paddles, clothespins,
weights, and ropes.  He is obviously still aroused by all of this as his
penis is still very much erect and pre-cum is dripping from it.  We have
one more treat for him.  I am going to slip this metal ring around his
testicles and this one just behind the flair of the corona of the penis."
He slid a ring around Jeff's balls and tightened it, then another around
the head of his cock.  He got them in place and then said, "Okay, now that
we have the rings in place, I will attach these wires to each one.  Next we
are going to pass an electrical current through his penis.  With this
electro-stimulation it is very important to get the voltage right.  Too low
and it will just feel like a tickle and too much and you could burn out the
urinary track."

You could see Mark tense up at this.  Paul held out a box with wires
leading from it.  He set the dial and pressed the button on the box.
Mark's cock gave a big twitch and shot a huge stream of cum and then
another and another and one more.  His cock looked like it was going to
burst.  Paul was explaining that there was only a shot burst of voltage but
the effect on an excited person, is as witnessed.

"Okay, we have really ended the demonstration.  But I have heard from some
of you that you might be interested in trying out some of these fetishes
yourself.  For example Carl here expressed an interest in the S & M idea.
Awe fuck, you guys are all here for sex! So let's have at it!  Do what you
want to whomever you want!  They are here all willing volunteers, use them
and abuse them!  Who wants this guy?" he points to Mark and 3 guys raise
their hands.  "And this one?" he points to me and 4 guys raise their hands,
including Paul.  Then he points to Jeff and the remaining three guys raise
their hands.


I have about 2 more chapters left in this story and then will start
another.  Will complete this day and the story of the visit from Jeff's
brother.  As always comments, pictures, suggestions are always welcome
harryrod575@yahoo.com