So Bobby gets off me, and I'm laying on the sofa kept on forced orgasm verge, but not allowed to jizz. I can't talk with the pipe gag that's holding my mouth open, and I can't get up or move with my hands attached to my collar, and I can't close my legs cause they're in a spreader bar.
Now Paul and Larry come in the room. They're all spitting all over me. Paul sits just above my head so his butt crack is over my forehead and his boner arches out over my upturned boyish nose. Larry starts blowing on my boner and laughing. When I say he is blowing, I mean blowing -- like air. It just turns me on more, but doesn't quite make me spurt.
Now Bobby smiles down at me with his baby smile. He's like, "dude, you want some viagra?"
Oh hell. I start to try to scream, but I just make baby sounds. I already can't come but I'm dying to !!!. OMG, not viagra. I've never tried it, but when I already can't touch my cock and am forced to be on the edge of cuming, it's not a good time!!!
I squeal and squeal. Larry says "shut up dude!" but I can't help it. I'm desperate. They flip me over and all of them start to spank me. It's like a barrage of little spanks from all three of them at once. All their babyface smiles are dripping on my ass too. I'm squealing through the gag and dripping tons of drool from my pipe gag. They're like spanking me on both cheeks constantly and sticking their fingers up my butt and laughing their heads off. Larry is saying, "fuck you BITCH! fuck you BITCH! fuck you BITCH!"
Larry has his fingers up my butt and Paul keep spanking me, screaming and laughing. Paul flips me onto my butt so I am sitting up, but I'm sitting on his fingers up my butt, and he has his other arm around my shoulders. Bobby gets out the bottle, and drops a tab through my pipe gag. I don't want to swallow it. So he spits and spits through the gag after it, and holds my nose. Then Larry does the same. Their lips are so plump huge and red, and they drip so much jock sexy spit. Their smell is like a sex drug. It's like a river of dirty sex teen spit ! Some of the spit gets under my nose again. Hell. It's like a fucking sex attack. It's so much spit from both of their hot sexy boy mouths.
I'm trying not to swallow it, but I can't control my gag reflex and it just goes down.
Now Larry and Bobby are both licking all over my face and Paul finger fucks me, and Bobby says "yeah dude that was hot."
So Paul is like, "Dudes, he's gona totally spurt our dick once he's outta here." And Larry smiles his bracesfucker smile and says, "no he ain't!!"
Larry smiles up close in my face. I had really forgotten how dirty- teenage-sexy his sparkly bracesfucker smile with big lips was -- it's like he's an overhormonal teen boy. I'm SURE his adolescent face is getting more and more obscene-sexy every day. This fact makes my cock pulse.
And he says: "dude, I'm gona free your voice, but remember we own you. Remember, you can't ask us for anything, and if we ask you anything, you WILL answer the way we would want. If you don't, I'm gona kick your fucken ass!"
He lets me out of the pipe gag.
And then Larry gets out this clear hard plastic hollow cock and balls. It's shaped just like my boner, with a hinge on the back. Also, there's a big diameter elastic strap attached just below the tip -- like the waistband on a jock strap or something?
And he says: "Dude, now that you have a forced boner, we gota make sure you stay bonertised right? So this is gona make sure you can't masturbate yourself."
He pulls the elastic waistband up over my feet, up to my waist like some perverted pervy briefs, and the elastic waistband totally wediges me like a jockstrap would, and then he closes the hard clear plastic ball n boner case around my boner and balls, locking it with a very little padlock hanging under my cocktip. The padlock dangles there! The clear plastic cock case also some wiring in it. I wonder what the wiring is for, but of course, I'm not allowed to ask so I don't.
The waistband is holding my encased helpless perma boner flat against my belly.
Now Larry gets out the remote, and Bobby and Paul stare at Larry in awe!!! Larry presses the button for a second. My balls vibrate for a second and I gasp!
Bobby laughs hysterically and says. "aw fuck dude, yeah ! We GOT him!!!"
So they let me out of the spreader and bondage collar. They put me in my clothes -- I say put me in them, since Paul is pretty much bearhugging me off the ground the whole time. Once I'm dressed, they put my wrists back in the bondage collar attached to my neck, and then Larry basically pulls up on the front of my underpants until I am front-wedgied, and -- smiling in my face -- he walks me backward on tiptoe back out to the car. Bobby and Paul are spanking me constantly during this whole walk. Bobby gets in the back seat and then Larry throws me in, and gets in on my other side. e. They're still both shirtless, and both of them have their arms around me as my cock spasms in its prison. They're both biting my neck on both sides which is like super hot, and probably will give me a forced hickey.
It's pretty late now, so they take me home, take off the collar, and basically just dump me out on the lawn. Larry's like, "dude you are so fucked !" They laugh so hard. I try to run after the car to beg, but they're all just laughing at me as they speed off. My cock buzzes once or twice for a second as they speed off, and I instinctively grasp at it in desperate ecstasy, but I still can't spurt. When I look up, the buzzing is over and they are gone.
When I get to my room, my cock is still pulsing from the viagra. It's still on the verge of coming, but there's nothing I can do.
Fuck I need an orgasm. I get in bed and desperately, helplessly hump my huge, encased boner on the mattress. I try to summon all my will to force sperm out of my boner, but it's like it's imprisoned in my balls. My hands are all over my encased cock and balls, but all my desperate touching doesn't even masturbate me. It has no effect at all because I am their property.
===========
SEND COMMENTS!