Disclaimer: This is a fictious story dealing with high school boys discovering themselves. It deals with sex between teenagers. It also deals with BDSM, CBT, Spanking and other aspects of the darker side of gay Life. All persons in this story are not real or intended to be real. If it is illegal to read stories like this in your State or Province you should leave now.
Chapter 3
Late Wednesday night I helped Jerry move his two big trunks to our little dungeon. It took us almost two hours to get them down the dark stairs and inside. I wanted to play a little but he said no. We wait until the weekend.
For the next two days I thought time had stopped, it seemed to go so slow. No one bothered me at school, which was really great. Having a big football player as my friend sure did feel good.
On Friday after school Jerry drove me home and I showered and changed. I was almost giddy in anticipation. After it got a little dark I walked over to the old elevator ruins. Jerry was already there and stopped me as I walked in.
"Take off all your clothes boy."
He tied my hands behind my back and stuffed a ball gag in my mouth. He grabbed me by the cock and pulled me over to the Workmate table. He had bolted a sort of vise to the table. He put my cock into it and then closed it. It had a handle on top. He turned the handle and vise tightened on my cock shaft. He only tightened it until I could not pull out.
"This is a pipe vise. It was made to hold steel pipe so guys could work on it. I think it will hold your cock tight."
I looked down to see my rock hard cock sticking out from it.
"Tonight, it will all be cock and ball torture. I don't think after tonight, you will be able to get hard for a few days. But your ass will still get a good work out and your mouth too."
"The first thing I am going to do is put a ring in your cock head. The guys at the store told me there were a couple of ways to do it. They said most guys had anesthetic before they got the ring put in. I'm not going to use any."
"Wish you were circumcised. It would make this easier." Then he stopped and looked at my cock.
"Shit, why not. I'm going to circumcise you first."
He went to one of his trunks and came back with a stainless steel instrument. My whole body was shaking as he slipped it over my cock. He made a few adjustments to it and then just squeezed the handles. I tried to scream through the ball gag as the sharp blades clamped down on my shaft. He gently pulled on my fore skin and it just slipped off my cock head. Blood sprayed all over.
"Cool." He giggled.
I could not believe how much pain there was. But even with all the pain my cock remained rock hard. It wilted some what when he poured disinfectant on my cut cock. That pain almost eclipsed the pain of cutting my fore skin. Tears were streaming down my face. I tried to jerk my cock back, but it was held fast by the vise. He turned the vise tighter. I started to feel the sharp edges of the vise on my cock. It just added a different point of pain.
After the bleeding stopped, he cleaned off the head of my cock.
"There that's better."
I watched through teary eyes as he set up a small torch. He lit it and then set a long thick needle in the flame to heat.
"The guys told me there were two basic ways to this Gary. One I could use a hole punch. It's quicker, but also there is a lot of blood loss. When it's done in a tattoo parlor they can control that. The other way is to burn a hole through. Less blood but more pain. I'm going to burn a hole big enough to put this ring in."
He held it up to my eyes. It was about 1 ½ inch in diameter and about 1/8 inch thick.
"As much as I hate to loose my fore skin Gary, I expect you to do the same to me later. I also want a ring in my cock head too."
I looked at the needle being heated. It glowed red hot. He picked it up with a pair of pliers. Grabbing my cock, he pushed the needle into my piss slit. Even with the ball gag I screamed from the pain. He pushed it right through my cock head. Then he pulled it out and put it back to heat.
"Well the hole is through, but now just need to make it bigger. It will soon be over Gary."
Never, ever, in my entire life had I felt so much pain. What really astounded me was my cock was still hard as a shaft of steel. I really was a pain pig.
He dropped the ring into a small bowl of liquid. Then picked up the needle again. I braced myself for the pain. It was almost an anti-climax. It did not seem to hurt anywhere near as much as the first time. When he put the ring in it hurt shit loads, but even that dulled after a few minutes.
"Well what do you think?" He said.
I looked at his handy work. The stainless steel ring did look good in my cock head. I figured I would spray piss all over the place now, but I liked it.
I nodded my head yes.
"Good boy. Now I need a blow job before I start on your balls."
He released me from the vise and had me kneel and suck him off. I not only sucked, but chewed his cock too. He grunted several times as my teeth raked over his cock. He still blew a massive load into my mouth. Ready I swallowed all he had.
He had really been working before I had arrived that night. He took me over and had me sit on a low bench. It had a small deck sticking out from it. He arranged both my balls and my cock on this extension from the bench. He firmly tied my legs to the bench. Then he used a small wire attached to the ring in my cock and pulled it out straight. That hurt like hell as it stretched my cock only using the ring. Being totally immobile, I could only watch. He brought over the small bowl of disinfectant and set it down. I watched as he dropped several nails into the bowl. I started to have a bad feeling as to what was coming next.
"I saw a picture of this on the internet. Thought might be fun to try."
He stretched the skin along my shaft out and nailed it to the extension. He did along both sides several places. Although there was quite a bit of blood it did not hurt very much. Then he did the same for my ball sack. Now both balls stood out in the tight sack. He picked a big headed nail. He posed it over my shaft. He hammered it right through my shaft. Blood shot from my piss slit. The pain was more a dull ache than a sharp one. He nailed my cock down in three other places. The he tapped them in deeper. He then picked up a three inch nail. He looked at me and set it on my right ball. I knew what was coming and also knew there was nothing I could do to stop it. I just watched him. He hit the nail, but my ball just moved out of the way. The next time he pressed the nail down hard on my ball before he hit the nail. It was like I had just been kicked in the ball by a bull. My whole body went ridged and I screamed long and hard through the gag. He hit the nail twice more, mashing my ball down tight to the board. God there was so much pain I was becoming unhinged. I screamed and slobbered, tears were streaming down my face. When he hammered my second ball down, I must have passed out. When I came around both balls were free of the nails and my cock was free too. He had pulled them while I was out. He was washing my cock and balls off. Both balls were three times bigger than normal.
"You okay Gary?"
I nodded yes and no.
"I got pictures of them before I pulled the nails."
I nodded yes again. We had decided we would take some photos on the weekend.
"You want to stop now Gary?"
I shook my head no.
He walked out of my site and then came back.
"You really want me to continue boy?"
It was then I noticed the ball gag was not in my mouth. I tried to speak and then lick my lips. My toungue was so dry I couldn't get a word out.
"What's the matter boy? Mouth to dry to speak to your master. I got something to wet them."
He walked closer lifted his cock and just pissed in my face. I opened my mouth and good deal went in.
I knew the next thing I wanted to say would probably make him mad but.
"Is that all you got, you pussy fag."
His expression went from a slight smile to a scowl and then pure anger.
He walked over knelt down, undid my legs. Then just grabbed my ravaged cock and dragged me to the workmate. He fastened my cock in the pipe vise and screwed it down real tight, so tight I was screaming by the time he was done. He shoved a different gag into my mouth. It had some kind of extension on it that went partially into my throat. He then put a board under my cock. Clamping it in the vise had got it hard again and blood was leaking from piss slit.
"You definitely won't be getting hard after this boy."
"SLAM! SLAM! He brought the wood meat tenderizer mallet down on my cock twice. It was so fast the pain did not register until after the second one hit. Then all I saw was stars and the pain overwhelmed all my senses.
When I woke up I was tied to the rack, with my legs stuck straight up over my head. My ass was totally open for his assault.
When I looked down, a banana clip was attached to the ring in my cock. I felt through my haze, an object being shoved into my ass.
"You should have asked me to stop Gary. Instead you called me a fag. I hate being called a fag."
Fuck, I really had pissed him off. Now I was really in for it.
"I told you I had a butt plug for my machine. Well I just put it in. Now I am going to work you over for a while with it. No matter how hard you scream I am not stopping until I get to 25 volts. Suffer you bitch."
With that he cranked his machine straight to the last setting he had used I am sure. The agonizing pain shooting through my cock and ass was totally beyond belief. It went on and on, sometimes hardly at all and at other times so painful my mind went blank. Each time I passed out he stopped and brought me around and started again. I don't know how long it went on, but finally woke with my legs loose and lying on the rack. My gag was gone and I really didn't feel much of anything. Was I dead?
I heard sobbing off in the dark.
"Jerry." I croaked out.
Just more sobbing.
"Jerry." I said louder.
Still no response, other than his crying.
I rolled onto my side, which brought an immediate shot of pain to my balls. Being very careful not to cause them too much movement I got off and rack and hobbled into the darkness where I could hear Jerry crying. I finally found with his head in his hands crying real hard. I gently sat beside him and put an arm over his shoulder.
"Hey love, I'm okay. A little sore, but okay."
"How can you call me love after what I just did to you Gary?"
"Jerry, it's my fault. I'm the one that goaded you. I'm sorry I called you a fag. I should have said Master or love or something."
He didn't say a word.
Please Love, don't cry. Kiss me please."
I was finally able to get his head turned and I kissed him and then started to put my tongue inside. He finally started to respond. After several minutes, he stopped crying.
He got up and turned on a small light. He almost started to cry again as he examined what he had down to my cock and balls. My balls were almost as big as softballs. My cock looked like a smashed hot dog, complete with ketchup. I started to giggle, which caused my balls to hurt.
"Jesus Gary, what's so funny."
"Was thinking my cock looked like a smashed hotdog, covered in ketchup."
He helped me to stand and then got a supporter on me. He helped me dress. I definitely was not going to be moving to fast. Probably not for a couple of days or more.
"I don't think I am going to be able to walk home Jerry."
"It's okay Love, I got my dads truck parked a couple of blocks away. I'll carry you to it and take you home. I'm going to stay over and make sure your okay until your dad gets home."
"He's not coming home this weekend. He's got a big sales convention to go to in Las Vegas. Won't be home until next week sometime."
"Well I'm going to stay until your better or he gets home."
"Won't your dad get suspicious?"
"No, I'll tell him you got beat up by some bozos from school and I'm just taking care of you."
"Good excuse Love. I can tell my dad the same thing, if he calls."
It took us along time to get to my place, mainly because I couldn't walk very well at all, with two softballs hanging between my legs. When we got to my place, Jerry helped me up stairs and undressed me. He took me in and held me up while he washed me in the shower. He was so gentle with me, I could hardly believe that less than two hours before he was making me scream in pain and anguish. After the shower he carefully dried me off and helped me onto the bed. He just had me comfortable when the phone rang.
He walked over and picked it up.
"Hello."
"Hi, Mr. Watson, I'm Jerry, Gary's friend.
"Well he's a little sore right now. Some guys from school beat him up and I'm looking after him."
"Yeah he's going to be okay."
"Sure, just a second."
Jerry handed me the phone.
"Hi Dad."
"No, it's okay Dad, I'm going to be okay."
"Yeah well my balls are a little sore. One of the assholes kicked me in the nuts."
"Yeah Dad, Jerry's been so nice to me."
"No Dad, I don't just like him, I love him. I know I have only known him a week or so but I really do love him."
"I don't know dad."
"He wants to talk to you Jerry."
I reached over and hit the speaker button.
"Hello Mr. Watson."
"Gary said he loves you. Do you love him too?"
Jerry never even hesitated.
"Yes Sir, I do"
Tears started down my face. We had just come out to my Dad.
"Okay Jerry. Will you stay with him until I get home? I'll call your dad and clear it up. We can all get together next weekend and clear things up."
"I am not going to ever leave his side Mr. Watson."
"Okay boys, take care. I'll see you both on Thursday."
He hung up.
Jerry came over and sat on the edge of the bed. I grabbed him and pulled him down to me. We kissed kind of awkwardly.
"Well love you going to undress again and come to bed?" I asked him.
He quickly undressed and laid beside me. We necked for a long time.
"Well are you going to let me suck you off tonight?" I asked him.
"No. Maybe tomorrow."
"But you promised earlier you would let me suck you and you would fuck me. It's only my balls and cock that hurt."
"I don't want to hurt you anymore today Gary."
"Your big cock in my ass doesn't hurt love."
"Okay, I will do it this way. I will fuck you, but won't blow inside. I'll let you suck me off instead. But remember, I want you to do everything I did to you, to me next time."
"Okay Love, I will, now fuck me please."
Instead of his usual position of fucking me from on my stomach or knees, he knelt between my legs and gently lifted my legs. Making sure he did not put pressure of any kind on my swollen balls. His hard cock was dripping copious amounts of precumm. He pulled back his soon to be lost fore skin and gently entered me. It always hurt as he entered me, he was so big. Once he was all the way in, the pain changed to pleasure and all I wanted was him driving in and out of me. He started slow, but then got lost in the passion and started to pile drive my ass. Soon every time he went in his body was compressing my ball sack. The acute pain/pleasure of his assault started to get me hard, which just added another dimension. Although he said he was going to pull out before he came, it did not happen. He blew a real massive load into me and then collapsed in exhaustion over me, crushing my swollen balls. The over whelming pain/pleasure I was feeling caused my ravaged cock to blow. That brought me back down real fast as the very acute pain of the cumm rushing through the piss slit screamed at my brain.
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHrGGGGGGGGG!!!!!! I screamed.
Jerry quickly sat up and saw the mixture of blood and cumm on my stomach.
"Oh god Gary, I'm sorry. I just got carried away."
He jumped off the bed and ran into my bathroom, returning with a wet towel. He gently cleaned up my stomach and washed my cock off. I was very surprised that my balls actually felt better. They still hurt, but it was not as acute as it was before. It really was my cock that hurt now.
After he was done he took the towel back and then came out and laid down beside me and pulled the comforter over us both. I had the one single person I loved more than ever in my arms. And now I could have him for ever.
TBC
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