Feast and famine.
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Simon Says. Chapter Six.
Simon had nothing for them the next day and Alex went with Jamie to see what he did for his training. Alex said there was no way he was running ten kms, so they settled on three, and worked out in the gym. Alex was way stronger with weights but Jamie totally impressed him with his endurance work. In the evening it was control and three blow jobs each, and the same on Monday and Tuesday night. On Wednesday night everything changed. They did their control hour the same as usual, but then Simon wouldn't let them have the blow job they were expecting and, ever so much, wanting.
"But we made the target Simon. Don't we deserve it?"
"Control, Alex, control. And anyhow you'll make up for it tomorrow night."
"Tomorrow night? You've made us play with each other's dicks for an hour and now we have to wait till tomorrow?"
"Yes, exactly. And no sneaky sex in the morning either Jamie. I heard you moaning last Sunday. Well, you can do what you like as long as there is no spunking."
"How come?"
"Theme number two Jamie. It's milking week."
"Milking?"
"Jamie, it's about time you let Alex read your stories. Tell him what it means."
"Um, it means we have to shoot again and again till we can't do it any more. Sometimes it means collecting all the spunk too."
"There won't be any collecting, but tomorrow night your target is five spunks each. I'm sure you can. You already do four most nights."
"Five times?"
"You'll have an hour before we study and then more time after. Now take your cock rings off and we'll get on with your 101."
It didn't feel right after the buildup of the control session to just stay without shooting and it took Jamie quite a while to settle. Simon pushed him into it though. When Simon swapped to work with Alex, Jamie gave up. He kept looking across to Alex and when he did that his dick got hard. To try and take his mind off his urges he borrowed Simon's ipod and listened to music. God, how were they going to cope when they were in bed together? It was Alex's night to stay. It was torture. They discovered that very quickly. They couldn't hug. The first time they tried, their dicks wanted to take over. The same with kissing. When they tried spooning, which was the way they liked to go to sleep, Alex's dick got too excited and they had to stop that. Eventually they had to just lie next to each other without any of their normal fondling and caressing. It took Jamie ages to get to sleep.
Five times! They both managed it without any trouble at all. Three times in the first hour and the other two after their study time. There were a couple of surprises. The first was watching the spunk shooting out. Simon's blow job rule meant they'd had stacks of orgasms and never seen a drop. The second surprise for Jamie was that he had more spunk than Alex. Alex had bigger balls, but according to Simon bigger didn't always mean more.
"It's interesting. We might do a collection just once and I'll find out the normal amount for a shoot."
Alex thought it was funny. He reckoned he was normal and Jamie was a spunk machine.
"Tomorrow's your recovery day so it's the same hands off rule as last night. On Saturday your target is six. I'm sure you'll be able to do it, so we'll set your final target at seven."
"Seven!"
"It is milking Jamie. All the stories went till there wasn't a drop left. We won't get that drastic, but you have to try."
It sounded very drastic to Jamie, especially for Alex who didn't recover as quickly. Alex left because it wasn't his night to stay. That meant they'd be sleeping together tomorrow night and once again wouldn't be able to touch each other. He wondered if Simon had planned it that way.
"No, it just turned out like that. Don't worry. It's only one more night of deprivation. Anyhow it works out well next week if you think about it."
"Are we milking each other all next week?"
"Definitely. Probably longer because I'm curious to see if doing it regularly makes it get easier. You'll have to help Alex. I think this will be harder for him."
Swimming with Alex was great but Jamie was nervous as well because he had to wear the new bathers they'd bought for him. They were even briefer than the ones Alex wore and for a while he felt like he didn't have anything on. When he stood up in the shallow end the soft wet material clung tight and revealed everything. Alex said he looked so sexy he was going to grope him. He did too. On Saturday Simon said he would take them to the steak house and he wouldn't need them till then, so they enjoyed each other's company all day. In the afternoon they went for a run, short for Jamie and hard for Alex, then hacked around in the gym. Alex started wrestling, which Jamie enjoyed greatly, even though he didn't have a hope.
"Hey, let's go back to your room. We can wrestle there."
"What for? There's more room here."
"Yeah, but we have to wear clothes."
"You want to get me out of my clothes?"
"Yep, nude muffins are hot muffins."
"We're not meant to do anything till after tea."
"Don't worry. I'll control you."
Wrestling wasn't something Jamie was used to. He'd kept away from it in high school when he discovered it always gave him stiffie. Now that it didn't matter he loved every minute and they rolled round on the mat for ages, with Alex making a game out of controlling their peckers.
"Six times! Go for it! You've got the rest of the night."
Down they went, on to the mat and the first lot of spunk went flying in a flash. Jamie was on his back with Alex kneeling over him, working each other's dicks and talking it through so they shot at the same time. When he recovered his wits he saw Alex looking at the great mess they'd made, spread from Jamie's stomach up to his chest.
"Spunk machine."
"Sexy jock."
Jamie reached for his towel, but Alex stopped him, spread the spunk around then lowered his body and pressed their chests together, wriggling and laughing at the squelching sounds. Second time, third time, and fourth time all happened without any forcing and Jamie loved it. Alex's tricky games, kissing, cuddling and wrestling all made it fun and exciting. Simon decided a break might be a good idea and after a snack and listening to music for an hour they made it through the last few times. Simon was right about Alex, and Jamie had to use every trick and special thing he knew to get Alex through the final shoot. Perspiration was gleaming all over him when his head fell back on the pillow and he closed his eyes. Every second night for the next two weeks they went through the same pattern, eager and horny after a day's abstinence so that spunk went flying for the first four shoots, and then the last shoot rather skimpy, and performed quite mechanically. They never tried for seven and Simon didn't even ask them to. It was obvious that there was no point. Alex reckoned they were sex machines that didn't work properly. Too much one night and nothing the next. On the last milking night Jamie made it to seven but only because Simon decided to give them two nights off instead of one.
"Well, that's very interesting. I think those stories of yours are exaggerated when they talk about ten or more shoots in a row. Do you think you'd ever reach ten Jamie?"
No way, and he didn't want to try either.
"No Simon, you wouldn't make me try would you?"
"No, you've done better than I thought, and anyway we're starting the next theme on Monday."
"What are we doing?"
"You'll find out."
So, he wasn't going to say anything.
"What happens tomorrow then?"
"It's your holiday."
"Holiday? For one day?"
"We've only got three weeks left Jamie, and anyway you'll be horny again after that, so it's all you need."
Jamie and Alex were both wrecked after the night's efforts and they certainly weren't interested in any more sex, so they had quick showers and jumped into bed and were quickly snuggled in their talking position.
"What do you think Simon's planned for Monday?"
"Um, I think it must be anal stuff. It's the only big thing he hasn't made us do."
"Jeez, that's a big thing all right."
Jamie gave a little giggle.
"You've got the big thing Alex. That's what I'm worried about."
"You're pretty big yourself. Do you think we'll have to do it?"
"I don't know. Simon said right at the start that I wouldn't have to do anything that involved pain, and lots of the stories say it hurts."
"He said that to me too. Do you think it could be bondage, and he'll dress us up in leather and chains?"
"No, he's only doing things from the stories I collected and that's not in there."
"Right, well it sounds like it must be anal then. Are you interested in it?"
"Are you?"
"Hey, I asked first."
"I know. Would it upset you if I was?"
"That means you are, Muffin. Yes, I am too. It's all you see on the net, that and guys jerking off. Is it in your stories?"
"Every single one of them."
"Don't be scared muffin. I won't do anything if it hurts you."
"I know. And I won't either."
"What do you want to do tomorrow?"
"I don't care. Be lazy and go for a run, that's about all."
"Muffin, you can't be lazy and go for a run at the same time."
"Yes you can. It can be a lazy run instead of a hard run."
"Hmm, I know what we'll do."
"What?"
"I'm not telling you. We'll sleep till nine 0'clock and then get ready."
"Tease. You're as bad as Simon."
They did sleep in and then Alex still wouldn't give anything away. Simon was reading in bed and asked what they were doing but that didn't help because Alex went over and whispered.
"Good thinking. Make sure Jamie behaves though."
"That was just teasing wasn't it?"
"Would we tease you Jamie?"
They stopped at Alex's room on the way to the car park so he could change into fresh clothes. Jamie thought he looked terrific in his designer t-shirt and good cargoes, then liked it when Alex said he looked better. Half an hour later they were parked at one of the bayside beaches.
"Have you been here before Jamie?"
"No, are we going onto the beach?"
"Not yet. We'll have a look round and have lunch first. I've wanted to see this place for ages. It's meant to be neat."
They reached the closest shops and walked past a cafe with outdoor tables set up. Jamie was startled by a whistle and looked round to see what was happening. A guy waved at him, which was rather surprising, and Jamie looked at him to see if by some fluke it was someone he knew. It wasn't, and Jamie hurriedly turned away, feeling awkward because the guy was still looking. Two doors along was a curio shop with all sorts of things about ships and the sea, model sailing ships in glass bottles, anchors, bells, charts, shells and ocean paintings. It was very interesting and they spent about twenty minutes before moving along. Another guy sitting on a bench gave them a kind of wave. That too was strange.
"What are they doing? That's the second guy who's waved."
"They must like you Jamie."
Something was strange about that answer, and Alex's grin made that even more certain.
"What?"
"It's interesting isn't it? It's famous for the unusual shops."
Jamie had stopped listening. He was staring at two guys walking towards them. They were holding hands and they smiled as they passed. Jamie turned to Alex, who was looking very pleased with himself.
"It's a gay community Jamie. I thought it would be fun."
It was fun, but hard to get used to people smiling at them. They explored the shops then grabbed some take-away food and headed back to the car which was parked near some lawns and a picnic table. The food disappeared and Alex said they were going for a sun-bake and a swim.
"Alex, I'll get sun-burnt and I haven't got any bathers."
"No problems. I brought them for you and there's a big tube of sun-block in the car. Come on."
That changed in the car, taking turns to replace their jocks with their bathers. God, he'd brought that fancy pair. On they went and in a great rush Jamie pulled his cargoes over them. Alex took his sports bag and ten minutes later they were on the beach, two big towels taken from the bag and replaced with their clothes. Oh God, these bathers! Who'd wear something like this? They were a fine sight indeed, light blue in a color almost identical to Alex's, but there the match stopped. Alex's had two layers of material at the front and these didn't. The material was seamless except at the finger width band at each side. The front was specially designed into a pouch which shaped round his dick and balls without squashing them flat, and the material was soft, stretchy, and smooth against his skin.
"Wow muffin! You are so sexy!"
Jamie looked round, wondering if anybody nearby might have heard, then sat down quickly. Lots of heads were turned their way. Alex's voice came softly in his ear.
"I bet you get a stiffie."
Ha, not with all these people round he wouldn't. Alex produced a bottle of sun-block and proved him wrong.
"I can't."
Alex was holding the sun-block towards Jamie who was on his stomach.
"Yes you can. Kneel like me. It's not too obvious."
Jamie raised himself on his elbows to have a look at Alex.
"You did that on purpose."
Alex was enjoying this. Well, so was Jamie really, but he made sure he stayed on his haunches while he smoothed the sunblock on. Soon they were both lying on their tummies, heads facing each other, then Alex went on his side and kept pretending his fingers were crabs, scuttling through the sand to nip Jamie, except he was tickled instead of nipped. Eventually Jamie was able to roll onto his back and when he propped himself up he had a good look round. He'd been to the Bay a few times, but further round on the other side from the city. This was just as nice, with soft white sand and clean sparkling water. There were a lot of people in the water and even more on the sand. They were nearly all guys, couples, singles and a few larger groups. His eyes tracked a pair walking along the sand hand in hand.
"It's the only gay beach in Melbourne Jamie. You'd have to be game to do that anywhere else."
The sun got too hot so they went into the water. It was cool at first but then it was very pleasant. They mucked round, jumping the small waves, wrestling, shoving and trying to duck each other. Alex took Jamie for a ride on his shoulders and kept pressing his head back on purpose till he got a stiffie, then he wouldn't let him down. When he did he said he loved the way Jamie's bathers stretched. More sun-block went on, in a businesslike manner this time, and off they went for a walk along the beach. Alex wanted to hold hands like some of the other guys they'd seen, but Jamie wasn't ready for that. After a couple of hundred metres the number of people thinned out and the Bay stretched in the distance for probably a kilometre to another section where they could see a crowd of people.
"Come on. This can be my training."
Alex groaned, but it was fake because he could run that far easily. After a hundred metres Jamie stopped because Alex was grinning so much.
"What?"
"I love your bathers Muffin."
Jamie still didn't know what he meant so Alex told him to jump up and down. He did that. The soft material of the pouch let his apparatus kind of bounce.
"Trust you to notice."
"Come on let's run again."
"What? Suddenly you're keen on running?"
They set off again, Jamie now conscious of his bouncy bits, and laughing as Alex made a big deal about ogling them. He started putting more bounce into each step to exaggerate the effect and now Alex was laughing.
"Muffin, you're a poser. Come here."
They stopped and Jamie was enfolded in a big hug and dragged into the water.
"Are we swimming here?"
No they weren't. Jamie could see the hungry look in Alex's eyes. When the water was almost up to their chests Alex pulled Jamie close. One arm slid round his back to hold him in place and the other went between them and into the top of Jamie's bathers. Whooh! That was good, and Jamie copied the movement. Their tongues met, and their instant stiffies loved what was happening Alex's hand moved again and Jamie's bathers were down past his knees.
"Out of them Muffin."
Alex held the bathers out of the water with an evil grin.
"See you later, back near the car."
He had no intention of leaving, that Jamie knew, and he pulled the bathers over Jamie's head and around his neck.
"See, hands-free."
Alex's speedos followed suit and it was more than hands that were free. Jamie's balls were tight from the coolness of the water, but there was plenty of heat in his stiffie. He felt more naked, in the water like this than back in the room and it was a delicious feeling. They were both very horny, a good night's sleep does wonders, but they were very good at prolonging their enjoyment and it was a good quarter of an hour before they donned their bathers and went to relax on the sand before continuing the run. Back at the gay beach they dashed in for a quick swim to refresh themselves, then relaxed on their towels again. Alex went to get some drinks from one of the stalls on the grassy embankment where the sand ended, and Jamie watched him picking his way through the bodies sprawled on the sand, watched him stand in line to be served, and watched him make his way back with a couple of cans and two ice creams.
"Sexy jock!"
"Oh yeah, what brought that on Muffin?"
He was on his knees next to Jamie, and preoccupied in peeling the paper wrappers from round the ice creams.
"I watched all those guys looking at you when you went past. They waited till you came back so they could look again."
"You reckon? Wait till you walk past then. I bet they look even more."
Jamie didn't think so. He was slim and strong and he knew that these bathers put him on show, but Alex looked powerful and impressive with his broad shoulders and sleek muscles. When the ice cream and drinks were finished they sat for a while looking at the scene. There were a couple of guys throwing a frisbee down on the wet sand, a group of five or six playing some kind of game with a ball in the shallow water, two teenagers burying a third in a pit in the sand, two guys close by on Alex's side flat on their backs and enjoying the sun with their eyes closed so you couldn't tell if they were asleep or not, and a guy on Jamie's side only three metres away with a dark tan and light green speedos, lying on his side and reading a novel. It looked like he was reading a novel, because it was hard to tell through his dark sunglasses. Alex stood up then pulled Jamie to his feet.
"Come on, they can look at us both this time."
There were lots of looks too, as they headed for the stalls on the grassy area.
The End of Chapter Six.
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