Five Day Sexual Teasing Ordeal

[The] Five-Day Sexual Teasing Ordeal [of Kyle Adamsley] Chapter 3

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The Five Day Sexual Teasing Ordeal of Kyle Adamsley by Dennis Banneker StoriesNew@yahoo.com comments welcome

Kyle Adamsley, 17, to be trained John Versallis, 36, trainer Fred Zycowski, 54, John's office assistant Jeremy Dash, 22 Darren Hunter, 28, Kyle's ideal guy, NEW CHARACTER Assortment of others, ages 17 to 27 ___________________________________

"I asked you that because . . . I've found your ideal man and he'll be in bed with you tonight. He's a very good top. He would do other things for you to . . . satisfy you."

"Oh, thank you sir!"

I could see all the teasing affected the kid--physically and mentally. I knew he was anticipating blowing a load or two. More, probably.

"Don't thank me, boy. You'll have your chastity belt on. All night."

"FUCCKKK!" ___________________________________

CHAPTER 3

DAY TWO

"I see you're excited about that, boy." Kyle knew I was taunting him.

"Fuckin thrilled, man. What is this dude gonna do to me?"

"I can't tell you that. The dream man we got for you will have a very good time. I'm sure he'll stimulate the hell out of you, boy."

It was after 6 p.m.--Day One was coming to a close. It wouldn't be long before I would put Kyle to bed with his dream man. Kyle's second day would begin, soon enough.

"He'll tease and fuck me--and I'll have that . . . that THING on, the whole time!"

"Something like that, provided you mean the chastity belt."

"I'm aching for action, man! I'M DYIN!"

"Not really."

"I got so much precum, the floor's slippery."

"I'll have Fred throw some sawdust down there."

"I need some fuckin RELIEF, man! I don't care how I get it."

"IF he fucks you, his cock will squeeze out most of your precum. That'll take some pressure off your balls."

"Suppose I COME while he fucks me?"

"That's what this shot is for," I said as I injected Kyle. "You won't be able to come for twelve hours. Oh--it has a little testosterone in it to make sure your craving intensifies. I'd hate to see you run out of steam."

"Fucking bastard."

"Easy, boy. As the days wear on, we'll need to use this drug more often for extended periods of training. When you're delirious with craving, by the time you tell me you're close--or the machine tells me--it might be too late to prevent you from shooting your load."

"What machine?"

"We have a device, similar to a lie detector, that sounds a tone when it detects certain bodily signs--pulsation in your groin, breathing pattern, testicle movement, skin resistance, and so on. It warns me of approaching orgasm much sooner than you could. But when you're fantastically desperate, only the drug will do."

"Fuck! FUCK!"

I could not resist the kid's precum and took my mouth to his swollen cock for a moment.

"Why not?! Go ahead! Suck my dick! Shit! You're killin me. Suck me, fuck me, dammit, but make me come. Are you SURE I can't come with that shot you gave me? 'Cause I'm fuckin gonna try with all I got!"

'At least Kyle's energy is back,' I thought.

I had Fred take Jeremy, freshen him up, and fit him with a chastity device. In a short while, Fred returned, walking Jeremy back into the examining room. The 22-year-old was not erect, and his chastity tube flopped back and forth as he walked.

"Oh, HIM again!" Kyle said with contempt." But when Kyle saw Jeremy's chastity belt, he grinned evilly, as if to prove the old adage, 'Misery loves company.' Besides, Jeremy was naked--a condition Kyle had difficulty ignoring.

"Good thing these tubes have air holes," Jeremy said. "I'd hate to sweat in the damn thing."

"Yes," I said, grinning, "it's good for both of us that those tubes have vent holes."

"Hey, I'm clean," the blushing 22-year-old said.

Kyle gave a subtle grin that attracted my attention. I thought this was a good tine to slide a fingertip along the main nerve of his cock.

"AH! Shit."

"Suck him, Jeremy."

"Won't he come?"

"I gave him a shot. He can't come now."

"I can just go for it and not worry about him coming?"

"Yes, but don't rush it, Jeremy. We need to make this last half an hour. If you tease too much at once, it won't have the desired effect. PartyMate prefers a slow build up. We have to simulate their conditions."

"I see."

"Yeah, well--nobody's WATCHIN, man!" Kyle said while his erection bounced nicely.

"Let me take your chastity belt off."

This pleased Jeremy. His cock began to swell with the sudden sensation of air getting to his penis.

I went over to Kyle. As I rinsed Kyle's penis, I gave his balls the fingertip tease.

"Oh!" Kyle said, reacting to the pleasure in his balls. "How's this gonna work, sir?"

"Like I said, Kyle, you won't be able to come. Your craving will increase--how much, we don't know yet."

"I won't come--even if I get crazy horny?"

"Right."

"If I get that horny, will it hurt more?"

"In your balls?"

"Yeah."

"It's different for each individual. If it's bad enough, I'll do what I can to relieve the pain." I wasn't ready to tell Kyle about the ice packs I would use later to ease the pressure in his scrotum.

Jeremy was already on his knees, anxious to get started.

"Keep it subtle, for now, Jeremy."

This caused the kneeling 22-year-old to rise and gather a few cock-teasing tools. One of them was The Cummer--a tube that caused boys of all ages to come quickly. It consisted of a hollow tube and a small motor that rotated clusters of short feathers inside the tube. The variable-speed option ensured that the tease session could be fine-tuned to suit the individual.

"Ohhhh," Kyle moaned as Jeremy spread lube over the kid's sensitive back hole.

He then inserted a small, motorized butt plug that simulated a finger wiggling around inside the rectum. This, Jeremy left on the slowest speed.

"Ooo! Fuck, fuck!"

The big feather was next. Jeremy expertly swept the thing over Kyle's balls until his moans reached a certain volume, then it was applied to Kyle's erection.

"Ah! Oh, shit. Come on, big buddy--I got blue balls."

The grand moment came when Jeremy applied The Cummer. This we would leave on for a full 15 minutes.

"Ah! Geez! Uhhhh!" came tantalizing erotic moans from Kyle. "What IS that thing? Awwwwrrghhhh!"

We enjoyed watching Kyle squirm aggressively--the arousal effect on my penis enhanced with Kyle's crude language and furious attempts to get free of the ropes.

Jeremy did an extreme licking job on the kid's body, causing much high-level cursing.

Now The Cummer was removed and it was time for the big feather.

After feathering the kid's stiff cock and nipples, Jeremy again knelt in front of Kyle, sticking his tongue out suggestively near his cock, letting the kid know he was about to get some direct oral stimulation.

It wasn't the type of oral treatment Kyle was expecting. It was a constant lick from base to tip, covering the boy's penis with tormenting strokes--on the top, sides, and underside of Kyle's bouncing boner.

"Please! AH! Oh, God!"

Jeremy's licking technique tormented the kid. There was insufficient sensation to cause intense pleasure--but it teased, made the victim crave that pleasure whether he wanted it or not. Of course, the more intense pleasure would be supplied eventually, and when that occurred, the intensity the victim had begged for would become unbearable.

"Ah, precum!" Jeremy said. "It's nice to see my efforts are having an effect."

"EFFECT? I'm goin' fuckin nuts here!"

After a brief pause, Jeremy took most of Kyle's erection in his mouth, barely allowing his lips to press against the anxious red tube that used to be an ordinary hardon.

"Come ON! More pressure! A little more pressure, man!"

There is was. Kyle's demand for higher intensity. In his frantic state, the kid was forgetting that orgasm was impossible. He would soon experience a terrible craving--a sexual frustration beyond his wildest imagining.

Suddenly, Jeremy tightened his lips--just enough to give Kyle what he wanted--what he thought he wanted.

"Oh, fuck, yeah! FUCK, yeah!" Kyle shouted. This was the temporary stage--the more potent pleasure welcomed at first.

As Jeremy gave Kyle a very skilled blow job, the kid became more enthusiastic. Kyle bounced on the balls of his feet, thrust his cock energetically through Jeremy's lips, and all but fucked his mouth as he rammed his hips forward.

"Yeah! YEAH! Fuck, yeah!" Kyle still thought he was building to climax.

Now Jeremy turned up the speed on the 'invading finger' butt plug and resumed sucking the kid.

Instantly, Kyle squirmed and writhed with impossible strength, still temporarily enjoying himself as his hips shot forward, giving Jeremy a frenzied throat massage.

I could see Jeremy tighten his lips and apply tongue pressure to Kyle's penis. It wouldn't be long now, before Kyle would 'discover' that his good sensations were torturing him.

"Fuck, yeah! Ah, good! Oh! OH! Stop! AH! NO! Motherfucker, get off my cock!"

Since Kyle couldn't come, Jeremy went all-out giving Kyle a first-class, high-intensity blow job.

There is no describing Kyle's screams as Jeremy delivered his best industrial-strength suck job. And the drug did its work-- suppressing the kid's orgasmic contractions. Kyle was aware it was time to come; he was becoming painfully aware that it wasn't happening.

"Oh, fuck! Stop! Please! GODDAMMIT!" Kyle said.

Neurologically, Kyle had just climaxed, but anatomically, it didn't happen--a virtual orgasm. Anything Jeremy did now would be the equivalent of a blow job that would not stop--even after the orgasm.

"Oh, yes! Thank you!" Kyle said, thinking Jeremy was finished. But he was only sliding off the swollen cock to start jerking Kyle off, using an exotic lubricant that heightened skin sensitivity.

"God! NO! No more! Too sensitive! STOP! FUCK!"

"That's good, Jeremy," I said, signaling him to stop. Day 2 would provide much more of this intense frustration. There was no reason to subject Kyle to any more at the moment.

I gave Jeremy back to Fred, who would care for him and put the 22-year-old in special quarters for the night--chastity belt on.

"FUCK! The head of my cock's gonna blow off!" Kyle said, spitting the words out. "First I get that finger in my ass, then wonder boy blows me, and I get stroked with the lube from hell!" Poor Kyle panted for breath.

"That reminds me, Kyle--does being fucked or oral sex excite you more?"

"You gotta be kiddin! I'm ready to die, and you're lookin' for stats?"

"Calm down, boy. Remember what's at stake here."

"Yeah, I remember what's at stake! My balls are gonna fall right off!"

"Calm down, boy. Now which is better for you?"

"Oral. When I get cum shot on me or suck a hot guy, that's the best for me. Getting fucked--turns me on, just not as much."

"What about fucking someone?"

"It's up there--still second to oral or cum shooting on me. There! Does THAT make you happy?"

It was unlike Kyle to be angry, on edge, as he seemed now. It took a second to realize that was a positive thing. He was highly sexed up. The teasing was working--unnerving him, as it would any healthy 17-year-old.

"Kyle--do you want to go through with this?"

"Yes, sir," he said, removing my fears.

"It's shower time, Kyle." I handcuffed him and removed the restraints. I hoped my silence would calm him.

I delighted in washing the boy and listening to his grunts of complaint as I slid a soapy hand over his stiff manhood. Soaping between his butt cheeks was good for a few shouts.

"AH! Gimme a break! Goddamm!" He complained, but I knew he wouldn't refuse some sucking. Few boys can, even when they don't want it--and his cock was damn hot to suck.

"Bastard! Come on! This ain't tease time!"

"The strap marks are fading--that's good. Your shave job becomes you. Makes you look boyish and fresh."

"Shit! I look like a fuckin TWELVE year old!" It was clear Kyle hated that. But the client would love it.

I prepared him for the next phase by giving him two enemas, then a second shower with scented rinses and skin softener. Kyle had a nice natural scent and his skin was soft--but I did what the book said.

The Day-Two phase would definitely unnerve the kid. He would experience many 'virtual orgasms,' each making him more frantic than the previous one--yet no actual climax would occur. He would, however experience the over-sensitivity in his penis, as if he HAD climaxed. That was the neurological effect of the drug I gave him, and this effect would torture him more than mere sexual stimulation.

"Come on, man! I won't need that!" Kyle said as I brought his chastity belt into view.

"No comment," I said as I installed the thing. "If nothing else, it protects you from over-stimulation."

"I thought I was going to bed."

"Not yet. I need your good-lookin' butt in the restraints when your dream man arrives," I said as I put him in the ropes.

No one should look that good, I thought. It was fucking unnatural. In spite of that, to me, there is nothing quite as erotic as a fine young man tied up and standing spread-eagle, especially one dripping precum from a stone-hard erection.

I felt sorry for the kid. I was sorry he had to spend the night with the cock tube on--with his dream man in bed with him. That seemed cruel--but the stimulation would be too much for Kyle at this stage of his training if he had to endure a blow job or something more intense on his naked cock. He wasn't ready for that. Day Two would notch up his endurance.

The intercom beeped. It had to be Fred, buzzing me to announce the arrival of Kyle's dream guy. Right on time.

"Yes, Fred?"

"The guy's here. His name's Darren Hunter."

"I knew that's why you buzzed me. How is he dressed?"

"Gym shorts, tee shirt, running shoes. White socks."

"Send him in."

When Darren walked into my office, I knew this was the right guy--beautiful, tall, distinctly masculine, nicely built. He handed me his spec sheet. Age: 28, Height: 6 feet, Weight: 180, Hair: dark brown, Eyes: green.

We introduced ourselves.

I had Darren take his tee shirt off. A definite match for Kyle. The man was well muscled, not bulked--and fairly smooth. He had a mature look--no baby face on this guy. Just what Kyle asked for.

"You're exactly what our boy needs, Darren. Fantastic body."

"Thanks, John. I can't wait to meet him."

"His name is Kyle Adamsley. He's seventeen."

"Sweet! I love a boy in his late teens."

"Here's a picture."

"Perfection! He's hot. Geez, damn hot! But why was I chosen?"

"You're what he said his ideal guy was--around 30, and the description he gave fits you."

"Lucky me."

"Fred briefed you on the mission and the situation for tonight?"

"Yes."

"And you know that you're to pleasure yourself with him any way you'd like?"

"Yes--and I'm supposed to arouse him as much as I can. But what's this I hear about a chastity belt?"

"It's a bit redundant--just a physical token--something to remind him he's not going to be shooting cum tonight. I injected him with the amyl-nitro stuff to prevent orgasm."

"Poor kid. I'm sorry I have to be the one to add to his troubles."

"It's for a very good cause. Besides, think how intense his orgasm will be; how much more cum he'll shoot later," I said--not mentioning when 'later' would occur. "He'll be very responsive for you tonight. You'll enjoy him."

"Condoms?"

"A whole box, on the nightstand," I said, seeing a large tent in Darren's shorts. "Nice one."

"Thanks."

"Exactly. How big ARE you?"

Darren pulled his shorts down enough for me to see. His penis was substantially larger than average.

"Eight and a half--or twenty-one centimeters, whichever you prefer," Darren said, looking proud.

"Damn thick, too," I said, admiring the flesh that was Darren's erection. He had a lot to be proud of.

"Can I meet Kyle now?" Darren said, anxious to get started. We made our grand entrance into the examining room.

"HOLY SHIT!" Kyle was taken aback as he laid eyes on Darren. "Is THIS the guy?"

"Darren, I'd like you to meet Kyle. Kyle, this is Darren." I removed the vibrator.

"My pleasure," Darren said.

"Nice to meet you." It was as if Kyle had become hypnotized. "You're fuckin hot as hell."

"That's a big tube you have on," Darren said sympathetically.

"It keeps his erection comfortable," I explained.

"That's one consolation, I suppose."

I had already turned on the bedroom monitoring and recording equipment. With that in mind, I led Kyle and his dream man into the living quarters. It had its own kitchen and bathroom, which meant they were set for the night.

Back in my office, I slipped the headphones on and listened to their activities.

"You're a hot boy . . . very cute." It was Darren's

voice.

"Thanks. You're like fucking perfect."

"So are you, Kyle. What did they do to you today?"

"You don't wanna know. I been slapped, cock-teased, and

cock-teased again--over and over. My balls are killin

me. . . . I'd give my left nut to blow a load, man."

"I feel bad about that. I wish I could see your dick

. . . and get you to come."

"Yeah, not much I can do with it now. But--these holes

in the tube are big enough maybe . . . that . . . maybe I

COULD feel something through them, if you wanted to--"

"To suck you? You bet I would! By the way, you look

nice and young . . . with your pubes shaved off."

"I hate that. Younger doesn't do it for me. I don't

like looking this way and I don't like young guys. I

like YOU, though. Ahh, yeah! I CAN feel something

through the holes. . . . Oh, fuck--that's your tongue!"

I was relieved that the session between Kyle and Darren was going well. Mutual attraction was certainly no problem, and Kyle would get enough stimulation to keep him more than actively involved.

At that point, I was weary. I checked that the machine was recording properly and shut down the office for the night.

. . . . . . [cont'd. below]

The next morning I felt refreshed and excited about the day's plan. I was elated that we had reached Day Two. I got to the office an hour early to prepare.

Miraculously, my caning table had reappeared, unharmed. I pondered who had stolen it and I started putting a few things back in their proper places that I'd overlooked.

As I put away the strap, I had pangs of guilt over strapping Kyle yesterday. He was such a good-looking and good-natured kid.

By the time the hour was up, I decided to leave Kyle and Darren alone instead of disturbing them according to schedule. We could always go a little late with the day's session.

As I finished my notes from yesterday, I received a call from our special client, PartyMate. They were dropping their Pain Program--concerned because the sex part of their program is legal, but the pain is not. The risks were too great.

I was never so delighted in my life and felt as if a burden had disappeared. The client explained that the sex and teasing were always the main focus; that there is a great market for that type of entertainment.

I had not yet mentioned to Kyle that he would earn a commission of 15% of PartyMate's earnings on any of his sessions for them.

FORMAL START OF DAY TWO

Darren came out of the bedroom showered, shaved, and dressed.

Kyle was naked and quite shaken. I refused to believe this was his usual morning appearance. I knew it had been an active night for the kid.

I helped Darren make a quick exit and tended to the boy. I took off his chastity belt and marveled at the extreme upward angle of his erection and the size of the compact knot that was supposed to be his balls. Precum dripped from them.

"What's up Kyle?" I said, removing his hand-cuffs.

"Everything. My balls hurt, my cock aches, my wrists are killin' me, and my ass is big-time sore!"

"So he fucked you."

"Shit, yeah. Three times with that weapon. I feel weird, man."

"You're tired. What time did you get to sleep?"

"Two a.m. Slept till eight. That's when he nailed me the third time."

"A boy your age needs more rest."

"I'm not a boy! I'm hungry as hell, though. Horny as a rabbit, too."

Kyle amazed me again--talking lightheartedly after the frustration he'd endured during the night. His youth worked in his favor, but he didn't like my reference to his young age.

"That thing needs air," I said, rinsing Kyle's penis.

"I'm keeping that cock tube," he said, glancing over to the table where I'd left it. "And when the five days are up, I'm gonna burn the fuckin thing."

"No objection, Kyle," I said, reminding myself it would be a while before he would wear the device again.

"Whew! Feels good," he said, shaking his dick.

"Your orgasm-prevention shot has worn off. I have to give you another," I said, injecting him again.

"OW! What'd you do, dull the needle?"

"Sorry, boy."

"I AM hungry as a bear, though!"

"Don't you want to shower first?"

"No, I'm starved, man."

"Your breakfast is almost ready. It's a deluxe meal, Kyle. And if you want additional food or different food, just ask Fred. After you eat, Fred will have instructions to shower and massage you, then put you in isolation for a while. You can hang out there, play music, games, or just sleep. I want you to sleep."

"Sounds good," the boy said, falling into me, hugging loosely--as if he were going to fall asleep leaning against me.

I put a robe on him and gave him over to Fred, who was waiting in my office.

"Feed him first," I said. "Clean up can wait."

Fred acknowledged.

As soon as they left, I had an afterthought. I text-messaged Fred to give Kyle a mild tranquilizer--a special type we had that would last just an hour. I wanted the boy to relax and be well rested. Today's tease would be tense enough for the kid.

I started to question the wisdom of letting Kyle go without the chastity device--it was pointless to conform to that regulation now, since the drug would make orgasm impossible.

I called our special guests and told them to delay their arrival to give Kyle time to rest. Then I put the finishing touches on the examining room--adding a few stepstools, and setting up tables with cleansing wipes and rinses. The time passed quickly.

Fred beeped me to let me know it was time for Kyle to come out of isolation and join me in the examining room.

"Did he sleep?" I asked.

"Looked like it."

"Freshen him up first. Send him in as soon as you're ready. NO chastity belt."

In a few minutes, my star subject was back in my care. I felt strangely happy to see him. And he was too fucking good looking--seeing his face always energized me. That would be good for the client, but it made it more difficult for me to be his tormenter. He looked and smelled very good.

"You look better, Kyle. How do you feel?" I rubbed his back gently, more grateful than ever that the pain program had been canceled.

"Improved. I could use a few orgasms. Got any?"

"Four days from now, yes. I know you're horny, Kyle. Are you desperate?"

"Not yet."

"All right. Back to the ropes." I quickly restrained him in the accustomed spread-eagle pose.

"The food was tasty--good stuff. It was great to actually sleep, too."

"When you feel sweaty, let me know and I'll rinse you again. Today will be very pleasant and interesting, boy."

"Oh, yeah! I can't wait for my dick to feel like it's gonna explode."

Kyle got to me with that one, but I didn't let on. Not directly. I had to control my sympathy for him or the project would fall apart.

"Today, I have some ice packs for your balls. To keep the pain down."

"For real?" Kyle said, his eyes pleading.

"Yes. Anytime you need one, just tell me--or one of our guests."

"Guests?"

"You'll see."

"If I'm gonna see 'em, tell me!"

"Look, Kyle," I said, a hand on each of his shoulders, "I told you I respect you--and I do. But . . . I like you, too," I said, my voice husky, my eyes penetrating him. I wanted to say more, but I couldn't.

"I know," he said quietly.

It wasn't long before the guests arrived.

Twelve very cute 14-year-old boys entered the room, all smiles and scantily dressed. They were also very horny--having spent six days in chastity belts as part of their preparation for today. I had been involved in training them, including the special planning for this session. I could not imagine being 14, and chastised for six hours, let alone six days.

The look and scent of young sex was in the air--pubescent boners still covered with the devices of denial. A flimsy pair of gym shorts clothed them below the waist. This was the only item of apparel they wore, and the boys were barefoot. I became intoxicated with the combined aroma of twelve young cocks, their precum, and the array of gleaming drops on the floor.

Twelve sets of young armpits gave their own erotic scents to the air. Although I was not a fan of heavy-duty body odor, these younger boys were not capable of producing adult-like odors, so deodorant had been banned for the day. Other chemicals naturally present in young teen sweat were reputed to have sexually- arousing effects. Kyle may not have been a fan of younger boys, but his hormones would have no choice--the pheromones of twelve horny, active youths would have their intended effect.

When Kyle saw the boys, I braced myself.

"Oh, fuck! Little KIDS!" he shouted angrily, causing all twelve smiles to fade instantly. I flew over to Kyle and we had a heated, whispered conversation.

"Look, I know you don't like them young, but that's part of the goddamm program, boy! They're all fourteen years old--not exactly babies! You think PartyMate caters to adults only? In this job, you're gonna have boys even younger than that to deal with."

"Oh, fuck."

"But above all, those kids are human beings, and you just made them feel like shit! I won't have that. I won't have those boys feeling so fucking unwelcome."

"I'm sorry."

"That doesn't cut it! I want you to think it over and apologize to them. Then, say something that'll make them feel good. You understand? They were told about this program and worked hard to get ready to come here and help train you. Each of those boys exercised his little butt off for a month to have the stamina for this session with you! And they've been in goddamm chastity belts for six days! Got it?"

I knew the boys weren't Kyle's problem, but I hoped I'd appealed to his higher senses.

"Yeah," Kyle said, his voice half choked. "I feel like shit now. Gimme a sec to think of what to say."

"Good. And I don't want this to happen again or I'll blister your ass so bad, it wont be your cock that distracts you!"

I would do no such thing, now that PartyMate was going painless--but the kid didn't know that.

Speaking softly so Kyle couldn't hear, I addressed the young group, telling them Kyle's outburst was a good sign. It meant that the teasing I gave him on Day 1 had taken hold, and that his cock was already desperate. This energized the boys.

While I waited for Kyle, I greeted each of the 14-year-olds personally. Many made excellent tents in their shorts--extra hard ones because of the six days of denial in those dreaded cock tubes. The tubes made their clothed boners look twice the actual size. All the boys were cordial and polite.

Some were so pumped about teasing Kyle, they told me how horny they were about tease-sucking Kyle and having sex with him today. One little lad whispered to me that his erection last night was the hardest he'd ever had just thinking about this day. The group was far more sexually aroused than I'd imagined.

"Hey guys," Kyle began contritely, his voice thick with humility, "I'm sorry. I had no reason to say that. You guys are all good looking, and I'm glad you're part of my training. Um-- maybe you'll forgive me and not go too hard on me?"

This made all the boys laugh. I was sure this neutralized Kyle's caustic reaction to them. As I considered the excellent speech and the twelve very young faces, I realized that 14-year- olds were a tough breed.

I had asked a lot, but Kyle came through. It was big of him to be kind to twelve little devils who were here to tease him to a new level of frustration and sexual craving. He knew that by the time they got through with him, his balls would be aching along with his cock--and both would be swollen with need.

I was glad Kyle's chastity belt was off--the boys were more aroused because they could see all of him.

In the year since the legal age of consent was lowered to 13, we developed this team of 14-year-old boys for three clients who specialized in younger teens. The team had been trained to perform all kinds of acts with each other and with the client's guests. I was the team's advisor, along with their two coordinators.

The boys had been told about the need to cock-tease someone today and were the perfect choice for Kyle's session. I needed only to observe and encourage them to turn the twelve young teens into a formidable group--the ultimate cock-teasing machine.

It was my privilege to make them undress and remove their chastity belts, catching the accumulated precum in a cup--to be refrigerated and used on Kyle some other day.

"Ah, YEAH, that feels good," and many similar comments could be heard filtering through the room as their dicks felt the first fresh air in six days. A good number of them were erect when I unlocked and slid off their penis tubes.

"God, he's hot!" "I can't wait to tease HIM!" some of the boys said, stealing glances at Kyle. Their enthusiasm was inspiring.

I debated with myself about giving them the sex stimulator shot that would keep them erect for the day.

"Don't touch each other yet," I said, seeing them begin their accustomed routine of pleasuring each other--putting on a show for clients who would watch while their young pricks stiffened.

"I hear he's not supposed to come," one particularly nervous boy said to me softly. "What if he comes?"

"Ah--not to worry," I said with an arm around his shoulders and a hand patting his naked little butt. I rubbed the hot, hairless mounds. The boy stared at Kyle the whole time. "We've given him an injection that won't let him come, no matter what you do to him."

"God that's hot," he whispered, unconsciously cupping his erection with one hand, which was inadequate to hide the stiff thing. "He's a hunk."

It will be FUCKING hot, I thought. There were no rules set up for the boys. I would guide them and hope they used the tricks I would show them. If not, Kyle was in for more intensity than I had bargained for.

The two coordinators took the boys off to be showered, rinsed, and pampered--a final respite before their day-long performance. And it wouldn't be just cock-teasing. These boys would tease Kyle's entire body, maybe down to his fingertips.

There was something about the boys' energy that I found subtly erotic. Everything was fun to them. Their cute faces, big eyes, and shaggy hair aroused me, along with their creamy complexions and thin, pubescent voices.

With the examining room now empty except for me and Kyle, the silence was deafening. My thoughts wandered through my plans for the day. I would probably bring 22-year-old Jeremy into the scene eventually.

Kyle had settled down nicely--yet I knew that inside, he was angry, embarrassed that such young ones were going to be part of his torment. I sensed his embarrassment would intensify as the minutes ticked by. Neither he nor the boys were suspecting that twelve young boners would get the benefit of Kyle's mouth today.

I put a comfortable chest harness on Kyle and pulled on the winch control to raise him so the energetic 14-year-olds could get to his feet. With Kyle raised, the boys would need to stand on a stepstool in order to reach Kyle's penis with their mouths.

Feathers, strips of soft fabric, and all manner of cock- teasing tools, personal lubricants, towels, and sex-toys were put in obvious places around the room, attracting the attention of all twelve boys. Of course, the main teasing tools were the boys themselves--mouths, butts, and boners. They hadn't missed a thing and had asked a thousand questions.

It made no difference that 14-year-old boys didn't appeal to Kyle. Their anxious mouths would have the desired effect on the 17-year-old's cock, and their penises would be large enough to stimulate his fine-looking ass.

The coordinators returned from the showers with a fine looking group of sexy naked boys trailing behind them. Their cocks were in various states from soft to hard, making it clear to any observer that the dicks on these boys were not small. People generally underestimated 14-year-olds in many respects.

I was pleased to see their gleaming, slightly wet, not-fully- grown naked bodies. I was already proud of them.

It wasn't long before everything was ready, and the first naked little lad got himself on the stepstool and approached Kyle. I wasn't going to have them simply take turns all day, but we had to get started somehow. The boy nervously addressed Kyle.

"My name's Adam. I know you're Kyle," the 14-year-old said the scripted lines with charming enthusiasm, standing on the little stool at Kyle's feet--his hand anxiously taking possession of Kyle's penis. Are you ready for some fun?"

"Sure," Kyle said with controlled sarcasm. The boy didn't catch it.

Today's activities would not be Kyle's idea of fun--though I wondered if he wouldn't get some pleasure from it, at least at the beginning. I held to a thin hope that Kyle would end up liking the boys--totally illogical on my part, as they were supposed to be the enemy--the little brigade sent in to conquer Kyle.

"Do you think I'm cute?" the little guy said nervously. The pubescent boy was stunning, I thought.

"Yeah, you're cute as hell, kid." This, Kyle said with a minimum of sincerity--which also escaped the boy's notice.

When Adam touched his lengthening boyhood--an obvious reaction to his victim's well-developed body--Kyle's eyes fixed on the little guy's cock.

"I think you're SOOO hot," Adam said, blushing profusely, still fondling his little cock, whispering to Kyle, occasionally glancing over his shoulder as if afraid his friends would discover his fondness for Kyle.

Adam's penis grew to a not-so-little erection--the stiff flesh proudly upright and anxious. The little lad was highly fascinated with Kyle, and I wondered if the other boys would follow suit.

I could see it now--the whole crew at the end of the session--each boy departing with a crush on Kyle, and let loose upon unsuspecting society, hunting frenetically for an older boy to claim as his own. The poor upperclassmen at the local high school didn't stand a chance.

Young, trembling lips made their way down the stiffest erection Adam had ever touched. From the look on Kyle's face, he hadn't expected the boy to take all seven inches in his small mouth.

"Ohhh, you have a lot of precum," Adam said, slipping his agile fingers over and around the tip of the stiff penis.

"Ahh! Oh, fuck!" Kyle shouted, alarming the boy, who looked to me for reassurance.

I nodded and smiled, which encouraged Adam to continue. His lips went to work once again.

The little guy looked quite sensual with Kyle's manhood in his mouth, especially when he tilted his head, and with innocent eyes, looked up at Kyle. I thought for sure the expression on Kyle's face and the tremble in his body would encourage Adam to continue, but the boy changed tactics.

As the smiling 14-year-old kept his gaze on Kyle, he found the lubricant jar and dipped his finger, which he brought up slowly to Kyle's dick. We used only edible lubricant, which simplified matters. With a widening grin, little Adam slipped the finger back and forth, under and over the head of the big cock in front of him, enjoying Kyle's frantic wriggles--which became desperate tremors when the boy slid his finger to the main nerve on the underside of Kyle's erection.

"Oh, fuck," Kyle said, squeezing his eyes shut.

"Does it hurt?" Adam said with genuine concern.

"No, kid," Kyle said, teeth clenching, muscles tightening, body trembling, "it doesn't hurt." His balls contracted rapidly.

Instantly, Adam returned to the soft lip-stroking of Kyle's angry pole. Everyone was watching. Now all the naked 14-year- olds were erect. Gleeful young faces surveyed the situation, ready to spring into action as Adam's hardness and Kyle's glistened with precum.

"Shit! My balls--ah!" Kyle said, then he whispered, "Kid--my balls are killin me. Just hold em a sec and squeeze--be real gentle, okay?"

"Okay," Adam said, sucking Kyle's sac into his mouth.

"Ah! OW! No, kid, not like that! Oh, fuck, oh fuck."

"Now you gotta suck me," the boy said, stepping up to the high platform to Kyle's right. "You can't say no and you can't hurt me." This was a surprise to Kyle. His humiliated expression was quite gratifying.

"Ah! Oh, yeah, Ooo!" Adam said as Kyle's expert lips slid down the boy's six-inch pole. Adam towered over him.

A moment later, I saw a very erect boy with a wicked expression on his face, approaching Kyle from behind.

by Dennis Banneker SCROLL DOWN TO SEE STORY LIST StoriesNew@yahoo.com Any comments would be great! Kyle/fdsto/ch 3/W-rm 2.0

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If you have lots to say about the story, don't worry. Long emails are nice. :-) Just please no forwards or attachments. (No website, no commercial connections--just little ol' me.)

That's all I wrote so far. Thanks for reading. Hope you liked it.

The story list below starts with a few explanations. _________________________________________________________

LIST OF ALL STORIES (WITH PARTIAL LINKS) BY Dennis Banneker (StoriesNew)

If you read any of these, I'd love to hear from you. :-) StoriesNew@yahoo.com

24 January 2007 _________________________________________________________

THE STORY LIST INCLUDES:

25 stories (by me), grouped under the following 8 headings:

• HIGH SCHOOL (highschool)* - CELEBRITY * These are MY headings, - SCOUT/CAMPING * not necessarily Nifty's categories. - BROTHER STORIES - MEDICAL EXAMS (* Nifty category name) - ADULT-YOUTH * (tender, caring) - DAD-SON INCEST (tender, caring) - "NO PAIN NO GAIN"

All my stories are on Nifty. (www.nifty.org) Donate to Nifty. It's easy, and you can do it anonymously. ______________________________________________________________

WARNING: YOU MUST BE LEGALLY QUALIFIED TO USE THESE LINKS AND TO READ EXPLICIT HOMOSEXUAL STORIES TO WHICH THEY LEAD. ______________________________________________________________

NOTE: So far, only about 2/3 of my stories are listed in Nifty's author section. You can find them under "StoriesNew." However, the only complete list is below: ______________________________________________________________

FOR DETAILED STEP-BY-STEP DIRECTIONS on how to use the links or how to search by date or title, see Chapter 6 of "Getting to Know My Hot Big Brother." (NIFTY-Gay Incest. December 28, 2006) /gay/incest/getting-to-know-my-hot-big-brother/ (Story #10, below)

Brief directions 'HOW TO USE THE LINKS' are also below. ______________________________________________________________

LIST OF STORY TITLES AND LINKS - 3 NEWEST STORIES LISTED FIRST

"Hottest Kid in School" (#25) /gay/highschool/hottest-kid-in-school/ /gay athletics/hottest-kid-in-school/

"I Taught My Brother To Jerk Off!" (#24) /gay/incest/i-taught-my-brother-to-jerk-off/

(Above link has been corrected since Chapter 1 posted. This

story first appeared with the word HOW in the title.)

"Five Day Sexual Teasing Ordeal" (Kyle, 17) (#23) /gay/authoritarian/five-day-sexual-teasing-ordeal/

(STORY LIST CONTINUES BELOW - stories 1 through 22)

HOW TO USE THE LINKS - BRIEF OUTLINE: 1) Go to www.nifty.org 2) Scroll down and click Gay Male stories. 3) In BROWSER,

erase /gay (if present), and anything to the RIGHT of it. 4) Paste or type any of the links below into browser, adding it

to the address already there, making sure you DON'T have

/gay twice. 5) click 'GO' or whatever your browser requires. 6) See a Nifty listing of all chapters of the story you selected.

IF YOU ARE NOT AT A NIFTY SITE, the links will not work. Go to: www.nifty.org before trying to use these [partial] links. See steps 2 through 6, above. _______

HIGH SCHOOL/COLLEGE STORIES (3)

1. Kevin's Horny High School Days and Boy Discoveries.

(High School and College students) /gay/highschool/kevins-horny-high-school-days/

1. Crazy for Chad. (Love story) /gay/highschool/crazy-for-chad/

2. Special Sale [on Boys' Trousers and Underwear].

Listed as just "SPECIAL SALE." 17 year-old clothing

salesman does a LOT more than sell and fit clothes.

The air gets hot in the fitting room. /gay/highschool/special-sale/

CELEBRITY STORY (1)

1. The Sexual Adventures of Superbboy. /gay/celebrity/sexual-adventures-of-superbboy/

(Author's note: Not your usual celeb story. Mark Trent

is very sexy as Superbboy, and uses powers sparingly.

There is no mystery or magic. Chapter 1 depicts his

sexual awakening.)

SCOUT/CAMPING STORY (1) Category: /gay/camping

1. Scout Campout Qualifying Competitions. /gay/camping/scout-campout-qualifying-competitions/

BROTHER STORIES (8) - (#6 thru #12 + 1 at top of list = 8) All the brother stories depict a loving relationship.

1. Hot N Horny Macho Brothers. /gay/incest/hot-n-horny-macho-brothers/

2. Brothers' House of Many Pleasures. /gay/incest/brothers-house-of-many-pleasures/

3. Teasing Hot Little Brother. /gay/incest/teasing-hot-little-brother/

(they try a little bondage - in ch. 7 only)

1. Eyes for My Hot Little Brother. /gay/incest/eyes-for-my-hot-little-brother/

2. Getting to Know My Hot Big Brother. /gay/incest/getting-to-know-my-hot-big-brother/

*DETAILED DIRECTIONS FOR FINDING STORIES by several methods:

See the STORY LIST in Chapter 6 of this series.*

(Nifty Gay Incest, December 28, 2006 NOTE: Some dates and

total number of stories in that chapter will be obsolete

because more stories and chapters were added since then.)

1. Little Brother Wanted it Bad. /gay/incest/little-brother-wanted-it-bad/

2. Discovering My Little Brother. /gay/incest/discovering-my-little-brother/

MEDICAL EXAMS (COUNTED AS ADULT-YOUTH) Category: /gay/adult-youth

1. Medical Exams [for Josh and his Brothers.]

Listed as "Medical Exams" /gay/adult-youth/medical-exams/

(Other Adult-Youth stories, see below)

ADULT-YOUTH STORIES (4)

1. Boiz New Age School of Sexual Education. /gay/adult-youth/boiz-new-age-school/

2. Boy Who Was Late for School. /gay/adult-youth/boy-who-was-late-for-school/

3. Finding the Boy Who Stole My Heart /gay/adult-youth/finding-the-boy-who-stole-my-heart/

(See also "Medical Exams" #13, above)

DAD-SON INCEST STORY (1)

1. My Son Drives Me Crazy.

(A loving father agonizes over his attraction

to his tempting, 14-year-old son, Jason.) /gay/incest/my-son-drives-me-crazy/

"NO PAIN, NO GAIN" STORIES (5)

1. Teaching My Son a Hard Lesson. /gay/incest/teaching-my-son-a-hard-lesson/

2. Spankin High School Club Initiation. /gay/highschool/spankin-high-school-club-initiation/

(Please note there are 2 titles with the phrase

"Spankin' High" in them. When you write, be sure

to let me know which story you read or mention the

story by number. Sorry, I didn't think of that

when I picked the titles.)

1. Howling from the Reform School Basement. gay/authoritarian/howling-from-the-reform-school-basement/

2. Getting it Hard at Spankin' High. /gay/authoritarian/gettin-it-hard-at-spankin-high/

3. Frat Initiation Hell Week. /gay/authoritarian/frat-initiation-hell-week

FOR DETAILED STEP-BY-STEP DIRECTIONS on how to use the links or how to search by date or title, see Chapter 6 of "Getting to Know My Hot Big Brother." (NIFTY-Gay Incest. December 28, 2006) /gay/incest/getting-to-know-my-hot-big-brother/

Once you get the hang of it, links are easier and faster, (and you never have deal with dates or spelling).

:-) Thanks, Dennis (StoriesNew) StoriesNew@yahoo.com