This is a work of fiction, if you are under age, not legally permitted to read this, or offenend by sex between adult males, then DON NOT READ ON. You can not download or copy this story unless with the full disclaimer. Copyright 2001 by AMc.
The Hunt part 2
They arrived at a clearing in the woods and set Joe down on a soft patch of ground. Wayne rubbed his shoulder, as he rotated his arm, working the stiffness out of it. Drew showed no affect from carrying Joe's 165 pounds under the thick pole. He was definitely the strong silent type, Joe mused as he watched the men set up camp. The gear was placed near a larger sturdy picnic table amid a field of grass and a large stone barbecue pit. Four tall posts framed the area and Joe remembered Darryl mentioning the construction of a pavilion for picnics and family outings.
Once arranged, Drew came over and removed the pole still restraining Joe's hands and feet. He got Joe to his feet then slung him over his shoulders and carried him to the picnic table where Wayne had spread a blanket over the top. Joe was set down and immediately tied to the table legs . His legs dangled over the end while his hands were spread out wide from his sides. Drew and Wayne sat on one side; Darryl sat on the other bench.
They busied themselves with a lunch of cold sandwiches, fruit and soda. They causally ate, occasionally fondling Joe as if having a naked man for a centerpiece was normal. Darryl feed Joe some food and held his head so he could drink, for which Joe was grateful.
Despite his position, Joe enjoyed the the situation, three men centering their attention on his firm young body as the sun shining thru the trees warmed his skin. Thank God it had warmed up the past few days after a spell of rain, Joe sighed. Looking at the darker men he realized he had to work on his tan. He closed his eyes, relaxing in the heat and the men chatting amiably about their "prize". Darryl cleared his throat and spoke up when he saw his thrall getting too comfortable.
"Drew why don't you show my thrall your technique with balls. " Darryl said pointedly and Joe's eyes flew open and stared at Darryl with concern .
Joe had sensitive balls and an aversion to have them played with, Darryl had discovered. Joe began to sweat with anticipation as Drew got up and retrieved a long soft nylon string from his pocket. Without a word- Joe realized he hadn't heard Drew speak more than three words- he reached over and carefully pulled Joe's testicles out and wrapped the string around the base of them, leaving a length in his hands. Joe tensed up at the affect it had on him and his breathing increased in anxiety. The other two moved food and drink away from the naked man wiggling around trying to vainly to get out of the situation. They laughed at his predictament, ready for more sexual fun.
Drew stood at the end of the table between Joe's legs and slowly pulled the string taut causing Joe to move his butt closer to the edge of the table to ease the stress on the sensitive skin. He stopped when his arms would reach no further from their restraints. Drew wiped sweat from his brow and14 at Darryl's urging removed his shirt. Joe's dick sprang to life at the sight.
Drew had well muscled arms and chest. His pectorals were bulging and covered with a thick coat of hair accenting his small brown nipples. The hair trailed down his stomach, disappearing under the waistband.
He tugged on the string again making Joe gasp and jump. He smiled at the ease of arousing the pale buck before him. With a flick of his wrist he sent the string lassoing around Joe's fully erect cock and pulled again. Joe grunted, about to say something when Darryl took out a handkerchief from his pocket.
"You want me to gag you , or you going to stay quiet boy?" He asked with an arched brow tilted at Joe. Joe shut his mouth-he hated the idea of being gagged again.
Drew tugged on the string rapidly, making Joe's genitals bounce uncomfortably. He stopped and leaned forward, flicking at Joe's balls with his tongue. Joe stifled another cry, shutting his eyes in concentration. Wayne and Darryl made approving noises, savoring Joe's struggle.
Drew licked the tight balls and sucked one into his mouth with a loud slurping sound, switching from one nut to the other in the same manner. Joe's penis was harder than ever and rose vertically from his groin as he endured the loving torture to his balls. Drew sucked on his dick, making sure it was completely hard and tightend the string around it , making a cock ring.
Darryl slicked up his finger and prodded Joe's asshole. Wayne meanwhile, pinched and sucked on his nipples, raking his hand across his chest and down to his armpits, sending Joe into further shivers of passion.
" No, please stop it. " he groaned hoarsely, unable to stand it anymore. Darryl removed his finger and smacked his ass hard.
"Shut and take it like a good thrall. " he growled, disappointed that Joe was folding so readily. He smacked him again and Joe shut his eyes, inhaling deeply thru his nose, trying to center his mind. He opened his eyes again when Drew untied his legs. Wayne and Darryl held them up as Drew undid his pants revealing a large dark cock and balls the size of plums. He moved between Joe's outspread legs, Joe's ass was just the right height for his cock, and coated his nine inches with precum.
Oh my God, Joe thought as his eyes widened at the sight of the thick member jutting out like a steel pipe as it moved closer to him. Darryl spit on his hole and rubbed it around slicking it up for Drew's entry.He leaned into him, pushing the head against the tight opening, holding onto Joe's thighs for support. The two other men got up in unison to hold Joe's legs higher up to give more access to Drew.
The head entered and Joe screamed at the pain and pleasure the huge prick caused. He was bigger than any cock he had taken, bigger than Darryl. All three men held still, letting Joe calm down and get used to Drew. Joe slowed his breathing to a manageable level and nodded to them he was alright. Drew continued to push in slowly, burying his shaft until his pubic hair brushed against Joe's buttocks. He ground it inside of Joe, like a mortar in pistol, rubbing the prostate.
Darryl swatted at Joe's asscheeks with a free hand causing him to jolt, which in turn made Drew twitch in side of him. Wayne joined in as the two burly men smacked at his ass alternately. Drew made small moaning sounds in his throat as Joe's ass squeezed his cock with each swat.
Once again all three men stopped what they were doing as Joe, bathed in sweat , waited at the top of the roller coaster about to plunge him into a wild ride.
"Ready?" Darryl said to everyone as he watched their faces in anticipation. Drew pulled out slowly one way while pulling on the string around Joe's balls the other way, creating a strange tension within Joe, stretching and skewering him at the same time.
There was no holding back this time, no teasing him to near orgasm. The roller coaster roared down the first drop taking Joe's breath away, his mouth opened soundlessly.
Drew increased his pace rapidly, balling the restrained man under him. Wayne reached over and unwrapped the string around Joe's penis, who let out a yelp at the release. He took the string, still encasing Joe's balls, from Drew and raised the ball sac up and out of the way of the thrusting. Joe climaxed and Wayne freed his balls with a tug on the slip knot as he bubbled and gushed with milky semen.
Drew, however, was not done and Joe used all his will power not to be knocked out by his post orgasm oversensitivity as Drew continued plowing him. He watched Drew's face screw up in concentration as Wayne and Darryl, shouted encouragements to him like a marathon runner striving for the finish line.
With a powerful lunge and a great heaving Drew boiled over filling Joe to excess. Joe's legs were lowered as the massive penis withdrew from his ass with an audible plop. Darryl and Wayne whooped and applauded, slapping Drew on the back at his performance. He smiled sheepishly, suddenly self-concious of his nudity and put his clothes back on. Darryl leaned down and gave Joe a deep kiss.
"That'll do boy, that'll do."
The end , unless I think of something else.