Date: Tue, 27 Oct 2015 01:13:33 +0000 (UTC)
From: Beaumonte Bill <oral_guy_2000@yahoo.com>
Subject: Pervert Phil Part 79

Pervert Phil (part 79)

This continues with some of Phil's memories, not recounted in his previous
story. This series contains content that some will find offensive, so you
may wish to skip some parts.  Phil took many risks, and was fortunate to
survive his many encounters.  I hope you enjoy the story, but caution you
not to follow his example!

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She said that the second picture in the series would show the women
roasting the man's slightly less erect cock over both firesticks.  She said
that in the third picture that the balls and cock would be shown on the
ground, roasted and smoking, and that the woman would be shown shoving a
sword up the victim's ass to kill him.  Sharon was stroking my erection at
the time and I asked her why wouldn't the snuffer be shown eating the man's
cock or having the roasted cock in the man's mouth to keep him quiet while
he was dying.  Her answer nearly made me have an orgasm; she simply asked
which would I prefer?

I had thought about it a great deal and I simply said that, were I still
conscious, I would prefer to eat my own cock.  Failing that, I would prefer
that my cock be eaten by the snuffer.

I must admit that, short of playing with Sharon as the snuffer, I was
really getting into being as perverted as possible outside at night.  After
Sharon left to go to work, I was still exceptionally horny and decided to
go see if the guy who had stuck the needles in my dick a week or so before,
wanted to play.  I found him and he was happy to see me!  We were both
suitably naked, of course, and his fans were gathered around waiting for
some sub pussy like me to come looking for some serious pain.  He said he
would be happy to take care of that.

He spent some time looking me over quite thoroughly, even stroking my cock
until it was very VERY hard and taking suggestions from the onlookers.
Eventually with their assistance I was tied hanging from the parking
structure overhead by my arms and my legs were spread wide by tying my
ankles to car bumpers.  Next they found a rather long piece of two by four
and held that under my erect cock with the other end on the ground.  He had
a rather large nail which he positioned over the head of my cock and, in
the other hand, a small hand-sledge that had to be about 5 pounds.  He held
the handle of the sledge between two fingers and simply let the weight of
the sledge pull it down and onto the head of the nail!  I am quite sure
that my screams could be heard two towns over!  The sledge had driven the
nail right through the head of my cock and into the two by four with the
nail head actually flattening the head of my cock against the two by four.
The two men holding the wood released their grip and the weight of it
stretched my dick downward pulling it by the nail.  It hurt wonderfully but
I wasn't bleeding very much at all.

He had his two "helpers" raise the two by four again so that my cock was
merely nailed to it without being stretched.  He said he wanted to take
some weight off the head of my dick so that the nail wouldn't pull out.  I
expected that he wanted to put another nail through my dick but he had
other thoughts.  Instead, he positioned a slightly thinner nail over my
left ball and once again the hammer fell.  It drove the nail through my
left nut and smashed it flat against the board.  Again, the helpers
released the board and allowed the weight of it to pull my cock and the one
ball downward.  The pain was excruciating and I had begun to bleed better!
Oddly enough, my right ball that had yet to be nailed to the two by four
was the one I was more aware of simply because it didn't hurt.

Having only one of my balls nailed to the two by four was both insufficient
and unbalanced and I found myself begging him to remedy that!  Again, the
helpers lifted the two by four up until my cock and balls rested on it.  He
positioned another nail above my right ball and once again the hammer drove
it through my nut into the wood and nearly flattened my ball against the
wood.  The helpers released their grip on the two by four and my dick and
both nuts were stretched by the weight of the two by four until I was
bleeding rather copiously and the pain was absolutely excruciating.  It did
not make me pass out, however.

I found myself thanking him for hurting my genitals so well!  He simply
said if I thought that hurt wait until he took them off the board!  I had
assumed that he would either pull the nails out or cut the heads off and
just lift my cock and balls off over the remaining parts of the nails.  No.
After what seemed all too brief a time he said that it was time and simply
sat down on the two by four.

Naturally, this had the effect of stretching my cock and balls greatly
which was delightfully painful and increased the bleeding considerably!
Eventually, he stood and simply put one foot on the two by four and forced
it downward until it popped loose, first from my cock which meant that only
my balls were still nailed to it.  Finally, both balls popped loose at
virtually the same time accompanied by almost a spray of blood and a rather
satisfying scream from me.

He untied me from the standing X I had been tied into onto my knees and
offered my mouth to any onlooker who needed some head.  While I was blowing
the third or fourth guy who wanted to fuck me in the mouth, he asked which
hospital I wanted to wake up in!  I told him which one and kept on sucking
cock like a good sub faggot.  I remember the sixth guy's dick going into my
mouth – I do not remember it coming out.  The next thing I remember is
the smiling face of a nun looking at my rather bruised genitals which were
heavily bandaged and I was laying in a rather ordinary hospital bed stark
naked on my back with no sheet over me.

Clearly, I enjoy being tortured.

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To be continued ...

Feel free to contact me with your comments or requests.  –Bill
(oral_guy_2000@yahoo.com)

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