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Thursday -
I woke up with my arm wrapped around someone and a hard cock in my hand and it wasn't mine. I smiled. Sleeping with my roommate - Mr. Macho - naked together with my hand wrapped around his morning wood. Mine was nestled nicely between his legs. Then the alarm went off and Mark moved to shut it off. He rolled over and said, "Hey."
"Hey, to you too," I countered as he rubbed sleep from his eyes. "Shall we take care of these before we shower?" I asked as I tweaked his rod. "Is Harold ready for a little fun?"
"Harold is always ready for fun! What do you want to do to him this morning?" he said as he pushed his ridged cock up into my hand.
"I thought that I could take care of him while you look after Mr. Bill. Sort of a you do mine while I do yours?" I wanted him to participate in the process; usually he was doing the directing. I didn't give him a chance to reply, I just moved up and around until I was straddling him with my dick hanging over his mouth. But he just reached up and started working on my cock. Once I started on his cock, he started following everything I did. This was becoming more natural for me all the time. I loved working on the swollen head first; licking it all over, working my tongue into the slit and around the head. The taste and texture was always so great. The velvet firmness of the shaft and the spongy meat of the heat along with the musky, salty taste of his cock was great.
Then up and down the shaft like it was a Popsicle. He was matching me lick for lick and it felt amazing. Once again I was looking into the equipment of a guy and loving it. It was just a week ago that this whole thing had started. Wow, my life had really changed.
I was now working the head in and out and sucking as I did. Then I took it all the way down to his pubes, loving having my nose buried in his bush. Mark couldn't do that. He started to gag and backed off. But I could tell he was getting close to shooting his balls were tightening up. I decided to really push him over the edge. I took a finger, licked it between strokes and started working it into his ass. Once I was in, I found his joy button and started pressing on it. He had followed suit and was working on mine. This was it I was going to fill his mouth. Just when I started he did as well. We were shooting load after load down each other's throats.
He continued to hold my cock in his mouth as I was doing with his, sucking every last drop of cum out of his cock. For me, I knew what would come next. I had woke up with a piss hard on and really had to go, more so now that I had finally cum. I tried to relax a bit and then the flow started. I heard a "Mppfh" from Mark as I let loose with the flow. I could tell he was working to swallowing all of it. So I shouldn't have been surprised when he started pissing in my throat. I then had to struggle to swallow all of his.
When he finished, I removed my mouth and laughed. "That's great, I get rid of a load and get a load in return. I am just going to have to go pee again in a bit. But I have to admit it tasted great!" Mark agreed, "Fuck yeah, I wouldn't have thought that I'd be drinking piss out of a guy's dick, but you are right it tastes good! But enough fun, we have got to get showers and get out of here for class and maybe even have time to grab a bite in the cafeteria."
I climbed off of his bed then, grabbed my showers stuff and with towels over shoulders we headed off to the bathroom. I noticed guys walking back from the bathroom with just their towels over their shoulders. The trend was catching on and I liked all the flesh I was getting to see. Mark obviously was having a difficult time controlling his cock. It was semi hard by the time we got to the bathrooms. I don't know if it hadn't gone down or if it had gone back up in the process of parading nude through the halls. There were also several guys at the sinks that had not bothered to wrap a towel around themselves. Our dorm was turning into a house of flesh. Not that I even thought all these guys could be gay, just that they were moving into the trend of being naked and more open.
We noticed that several curtains were open on some of the occupied stalls, thus continuing the openness. I saw guys washing themselves, drying and all. Nothing was being held back. I'd have to see if Jeff was seeing the same thing when he wondered around. We grabbed showers, cleaned up, dried and went out to the sinks to finish up. I was now fine with this open display, but I think Mark was still thinking exhibition and had to lean into the sink to hide his swelling.
When we got ready to leave, I noticed that Mark's cock was hard. I laughed and asked him if he was going to walk to our room that way. He actually blushed and said he would try, but would have his towel ready, just in case. I told him to hang his towel on his cock like a towel rack and laughed. We grabbed out stuff and walked out with me in the lead. Mark had his towel over his shoulder walking along following his prick.
When a door would open he would swing his towel down in front of his crotch, but not wrap it around his waist. We passed several people this way as we made it to our room. I realized this was going to be my last day in this room as tomorrow, Jeff and I would move in together. Mark was so turned on by the time we got back to our room that he was dripping. "Mark, you'd better take care of that or else you won't be fit to have breakfast with!"
"Come over here and suck it then!" he said.
"Nope, you got one this morning, you are on your own." I wanted him to squirm a bit.
"Awh, come on! For a friend, your roomy?" He pleaded.
"Nope. But why don't you open the curtains to the room and put a show on for anyone who might be looking this way." I knew the distance was pretty far, but I also knew he would get off on it.
"Now that's an idea!" He went over to the curtains and pulled them back, washing the room in bright sun light. Across the way, was another dorm. I really doubted that anyone could see in the window as bright as it was, but we could certainly see into the ones across the way.
"Pick out a window or person and give them a show," I said, eager to watch my roommate put on a sexual display.
"Okay, I found one," he said moving back a bit from the windows. He grabbed his cock and started wiggling it about. I dressed in my by-now-standard-attire, gym shorts, t-shirt and sandals while I watched him strut his stuff. He started making fucking motions with his hips. He turned and showed his ass while he did this, then back around facing the window. He finally grabbed his cock and started fucking his fist, making great exaggerated thrusting movements with his hips.
It didn't take him long, he didn't have a long fuse when it came to exhibitionist displays. He was suddenly shooting a load across the window. When he finished, I told him that to make the show really hot, he would have to go over and lick the window clean. He did and I think it was at that point that he was most visible to anyone looking in our window.
As he finished, I said, "Better get a move on, Mr. Macho, you'll never make it to breakfast, unless A. That was your breakfast or B. You plan to go naked to the cafeteria!"
He laughed, grabbed some shorts, t-shirt, slipped on sandals, grabbed his backpack and followed me out. We got down stairs to breakfast and talked about real schoolwork for a change during breakfast. When we finished, I headed off to my classes and he off to his.
I had Ted in my first class and he was openly staring at the open legs of my shorts and my feet. I took my feet out of my sandals for him and kept them off the entire class. I managed to hear what the prof was saying during most of the class, but I swear Ted's pants were tenting when we headed out of class. He stuck back and waited for me to leave the classroom. I looked around to make sure no one was watching, then reached down and gave Ted's crotch a squeeze. He moaned 'cause, he indeed had a rod in his pants. I asked him if he had enjoyed meeting Fred.
"Yes," he blushed. "We seemed to have had a lot in common. I will be back over there this afternoon. I am taking him up to the clearing you showed me," he said and looked down sheepishly.
"Well, maybe I'll stroll up that way this afternoon and see what I can see!" I said jokingly. That took him aback. "I am just kidding." He seemed to calm down then. "I am glad you are finding things in common with Fred. Great news. Got to run, see you tomorrow." He too had to run and went off to his next class, holding his books over his crotch.
I placed a call to Dr. Paul and left a message about Mark joining us. I mentioned that he was bi, that he claimed he was "mostly straight" and didn't like to get fucked and was really into exhibition. Then I headed off to my next class.
Next class was with the prof who had warned me about distracting his class, so I tried to be good and listen to what he was saying. The guy across from me kept staring at my crotch. I was having a difficult time not adjusting myself to show him more. But I got into the discussion he was having and made it through class.
Next I was to meet Jeff for a workout in the gym. Once again, I had forgotten to bring clothes. Once again, Jeff raided the lockers finding me a nice sweaty used jock to wear, a pair of shorts, a t-shirt and even a pair of shoes and socks (sweaty, stinking socks!). He had shoes and socks, but raided a set of work out clothes for himself, too. I dressed and we headed into the work out room. We got on the treadmill for five minutes to get warmed up. Then sat and stretched. I kept looking at his full jock poking out of his shorts. Then we were over to the weights. He spotted for me as I bench pressed and got to stare up into his crotch as he stood over me. That plus the sweaty smell surrounding me was making me hot. But I only pushed the weights that much harder.
We switched off and I stood over him. I reached down and freed the head of my cock from the cock so he could look at it while he worked out. As we continued around the machines we kept showing off to each other. When I was on the leg press and he was standing in front of me, I arranged my shorts so that on each squat my ass was showing quite well. I was lying on my back pressing out on the plate at my feet. It was more difficult the harder I became.
At one point I went into the small restroom next to the weight room and stripped off my jock, put back on my shorts and went back out to workout. I was having an effect on Jeff. I could tell his jock was bulging more and more.
I lay down on my stomach at the leg curl machine bend the weight on my ankles back to my butt. I was holding on to a bar near the floor as I flexed my legs back and slowly down. I was in the middle of the second rep, when Jeff reached over and pulled my shorts down, exposing my ass. I couldn't do much with the weight I had on, so I just kept on working until I finished the set.
I got his back as he was doing standing squats with weights on his shoulders. He was facing the mirror in the middle of his second rep, when I pulled his shorts down. He stood there with his obviously bulging pouch and finished the set. I laughed as he pulled his shorts up, until it was my turn. He gave me that smile of his as I started my set. Then, of course, he pulled down my shorts, leaving me bobbing in the breeze because I still wasn't wearing my jock. I laughed a bit too as set the weight on the pegs and then went and put my jock back on.
We worked until our own sweat was drenching the clothes. When we finished I was ready for a shower, but also not ready. I wanted to continue inhaling the manly reek of Jeff's and my sweat. When we were in the locker room, I stripped and grabbed a towel that Jeff had found for me. "Nope, no showers. Dr. Paul told me to have us work out, but no showers. I think he wants us nice and ripe. In fact, he wants us to stay in these clothes." I wondered at that, but began putting back on the sweaty musky clothes that now had at least 2 peoples workouts worth of sweat in them.
We stuffed our clean clothes in Jeff's pack and headed out. We went to the outside cafe and grabbed a late lunch. At least we were outside and not going to kill anyone with our smell.
He was excited about his brother coming to visit the next day. He told me to be prepared for a wild ride as there was no telling what his brother would do or have them do. He called him an all out sex freak. Bob would definitely be in charge and there were infinite possibilities of what he would de doing with us. I was getting hard thinking about the possibilities.
We finished up lunch and it was time to get over to Dr. Paul's. Just as we were getting to the door Mark showed up. He waved his hand in front of his nose and said, "Boy, you guys are fucking ripe! What did you fucking do, run a fucking marathon?"
"Yeah, as you would say a "fucking" marathon!" Jeff said as we entered Dr. Paul's clinic.
Paul met us at the door. "Thanks for coming today guys. I think you will enjoy this as well as help me. Several of the guys in my class, after seeing Bill, last time, asked if there could be another class. This one is on fetishes. They wanted to understand the various aspects of this and how it might impact their work as doctors. So in the examining rooms there are 9 guys from the 2 human sexuality classes. There was some interest from the woman as well, but I managed to get them to agree to a separate class, saying that it would make the subjects more comfortable in a non-mixed environment.
"Okay we are going in to the room now, so follow me." He opened the door and led us into a room with 3 exam tables, a couple of chairs and the nine guys standing around in lab coats. "Gentlemen, these are our volunteer subjects for today's session. Today we are discussing fetishes, and particularly those having to do with homosexual sex. While many of these are practiced between heterosexual partners, they are often practiced between two men. We are studying the ramifications of these acts on the field of medicine and how you may be called upon to diagnosis or treat injuries that might occur as a result of these acts. So while these various acts are demonstrated, I will instruct you on the various complications or issues that might arise from these practices.
"We are going to start off giving these gentlemen an enema. All of these things we are going to demonstrate can be highly erotic to many people. It is especially important as doctors that we realize the effect some of our ordinary procedures can have on patients. Now if you three gentlemen will strip off your shorts and each get on an exam table on your hands and knees, we can get started." Once again, I was finding being on display a trip, so I was beginning to fill out the jock as we stripped off our clothes and climbed up on the table. "It is important to realize as well, that some people are stimulated simply by being nearly naked in front of people, as a form of exhibitionism. So already we have two forms of fetishes at work here. Of course for men the obvious manifestation of the erotic influence of these various fetishes is the penis becoming tumescent. Three of you will step forward and prep these men for their enemas and then proceed to give them enemas. While you are doing these notice the effect your ministrations have on their bodies.
"Now you have probably noticed that these men have a very high degree of body odor. I have asked them to workout and then come to this demonstration without first showering, as odor or sweat can be another form of fetish that we will explore in a few moments. Now each of you performing this procedure, put on your rubber gloves, apply some lubricant to your index finger and then slowly insert your finger into the patients rectum. This is to lube up the entrance so the enema tube will slide in easily." I was so hard, there on all fours in front of these guys. The guy stepped up behind me and inserted his finger into my ass. I moaned as he did this.
"We have already discussed the issues with inserting anything into the anus." I began to zone out what Paul was talking about as the guy removed his finger and then inserted the hose into my ass. Then he set the flow going and began to flood my ass. The pressure in my ass was very much a pleasure. "Many men get pleasure in the giving and some in the receiving of the enema. The flow has to be controlled. There should not be too much pressure nor should there be too great a volume." I zoned him out as my gut swelled and my cock got harder. I could feel it stretching out my jock and wanting to poke out the top. I could feel the liquid gurgling in my body as it worked into my works. Finally the flow stopped. "Now leaving the fluid in, builds tension both physical and sexual." I knew what he meant it was pushing at my prostate and my hole all at the same time. "It should not be left in for longer than 5 minutes.
"There have been cases where the patient is unable to retain the water and can shot the fluid out of his rectum quite forcefully when he is in this position." There was a chuckle at this. But we had no such accidents this time. We all braved the pressure. I could feel the clock ticking as my heart thudded in my chest with each passing second. I swore he left it in us longer than five minutes. Finally, we had us get off the table and instead of letting us use the toilet, he has us squat over buckets.
"As we will see humiliation can play a major role in some fetishes. Most men would rather die than have to squat and let the contents of his lower intestines squirt out in front of a group of people. But these men are part of our class and we squat and dump. Notice how this one is blushing while he squats here." Mark was blushing as he squatted, but that didn't stop him from letting it go and let it flood out of him.
Once we had finished, Paul gave us tissues to wipe our asses with. When we finished, he told Mark to take the buckets into the toilets and dump them. While he was doing that Paul went on. "Okay, these two are going to be part of our bondage and discipline fetish. This fetish will use many other fetishes as parts of it. Jeff is going to be our Master and Bill his slave. Jeff here are some things for your slave." He handed Jeff a bag. Jeff looked into the bag and smiled. He pulled out the first thing.
"Come here Slave and kneel on the floor in front of me." I did as he said. I was so used to this, but doing in front of these men was new, different and thrilling. He reached out and put a dog collar around my throat and cinched it tight. Then he told me to stand up, remove my t-shirt and turn around. I did as he said. He put slave cuffs on my wrists and then clicked them together behind me. Then he knelt and put cuffs on my ankles. "Now you are my slave. You will do whatever I say, is that not right, slave?"
"Yes, sir," I mumbled automatically, now standing there cuffed in only a jock.
"Say it so I can hear you!"
"Yes, sir," I spoke up, still humiliated by this whole thing in front of these people.
"You aren't fit to wear clothes." And he stripped off my jock, leaving me rock hard and naked in front of everyone. "Now you will clean out my pits. I am all sweaty and stinky from the workout, so you will clean me up." He pulled off his t-shirt and forced my face into one pit, where I began to lick his smelly sweat off of the hair. The smell was intoxicating. I wanted more. Paul was talking about something, but I was all about listening to Jeff and what he wanted, knowing that I was on display in front of all these people. Being Jeff's slave.
I did hear Paul when he started talking about Mark, though. "You will be my subject for a little sadism/masochism. Take off your t-shirt, now hold up your arms." I was able to see that he was tying Mark's arms over his head to some sort of bar, using ropes. Then he put a bar between Marks feet and tied his feet to them. This spread Mark's legs wide apart. Then he took rope and very tightly tied up Mark's cock and balls. The balls were stretched out and the cock was turning dark purple as the rope around the base of it was tightened. Paul then put a gag in Mark's mouth and tied it so he could only mumble. He had been giving a discourse through the whole process, but I was now working on Jeff's other pit, so was all into the new area, when I heard, "Now we will be applying some pain. There are all kinds of methods for this, but I am going to use common everyday clothespins. First I will apply one to each nipple. Now notice the constricting face and he experiences the pain, but also notice how his penis throbs with the eroticism it creates."
"Okay, asshole, enough on the pits, clean out my ass," Jeff said as he roughly pushed me to the ground and turns around, bends over and pushes his ass into my face. I am now going in a tonguing out his crack and then begin to work into his hole. I know there is nothing in there, but the tastes linger of his sweat, ass and that acrid musk that I love. I spread his cheeks and really get into his ass, sticking my tongue up his hole cleaning it out.
Paul is continuing on Mark, "Now I have a candle here and from a high level I am going to drop the warm wax onto his rigid penis." I look sideways to see Mark writhing in the ropes as the wax drips down on his cock. Jeff pulls off of my tongue. He grabs a chair and sits on it. "Now you are going to work on my feet. Take off both of my shoes and socks. That's it now inhale the stink of my socks." I was looking at his dingy white socks and getting lost in the smell of them. "Take one and suck on it and take the other, wrapped it around you cock and stroke your cock a bit with it. Yeah, that's it asshole, chew the sweat out of my socks."
I hear now that a paddle is being used on Mark's ass. I can hear the smack each time it hits his ass. I look up to see him near swing free with each swat on his ass, but his cock was still hard. Mark had not been with Jeff and I for our paddling session with the coach, so this was probably his first experience with it.
"Now, scum you will clean my foot. Take it in your mouth and suck each toe and lick it clean." While he put one foot in my mouth up, he put the other on my dripping cock and began to work his foot all around my cock. He managed to get my cock kind of wedged between his big toe and the next and began stroking my cock that way. Meanwhile I was totally into the taste of cleaning up his smelly feet. I loved the look of his toes and the veins that traveled across his arch. I cleaned out all the stuff between is toes and I didn't miss a spot as I went down the sole of his foot.
They were hanging weights from Mark's balls now and Paul was going on with the consequences of this. I could see him twisting by his wrist. The clothespins were still in place. All the while I was leaning into Jeff's feet and cleaning them. He switched feet and this time instead of jacking my cock with his clean foot, he put his foot down on my cock and my balls trapped underneath and began to put pressure on them. I was groaning as I licked and cleaned this foot. Several men had gathered round Jeff and I to watch what exactly was being done. Focus kept shifting back and forth between Mark's torture and my humiliation.
I was humiliated, but the whole thing also turned me on. Jeff then said, "Okay, now move up here and suck on this raunchy jock strap." He moved his foot and spread his legs so I could move in between his legs. He still kept steady pressure on my crotch with one of his feet, pressing down now and then to make sure I felt the pressure. I leaned in and put my mouth on his jock strap. It was so ripe with sweat, piss and probably cum, and the smell was overwhelming. This was one of those jocks that Jeff had swiped from a locker, so who knew who's it was and what they had done in it. But the flavor was intense. I was sucking on the jock and taking out all the juices.
I heard Paul talking about dildos and the use in S & M. He was obviously getting ready to use one on Mark. I looked over and that's what was happening. Paul had a good-sized dildo that he was lubing up for Mark's ass. Mark's cock was still hard and straining within the bands of the rope. It was oozing precum. There were still clothespins on his nipples. I couldn't imagine the pain he was experiencing.
"Okay, cocksucker, do you want me cock now?" Jeff asked me.
I nodded my head. "Look asshole, you speak and you say sir or you will not get anything! Do you understand, slave?"
"Yes, sir," I responded.
"Now tell me what you want, asswipe!"
"I want your cock, master." I said, lowering my eyes, feeling my humiliation.
"Beg for it. Tell me what you want and beg me for it!"
"I want to suck you cock master. Please may I suck your cock master."
"Tell me what you want out of my cock, you filthy slave."
"Sir, I want anything that comes out of your cock, sir."
"You want my piss!" He nearly screamed at me.
"Yes, sir," I said blushing deeply.
"Beg for it and tell me exactly what you want, piss pig!"
"Please sir, may I have your piss to drink and to be covered in." I pleaded.
"Will you do anything I say, no matter what, if I give it to you?" he taunted.
"Yes, master whatever you say. Please may I have your piss," I begged again.
"Okay, sit there and open your mouth." He got up from the chair and stood over me, his crotch over my face. "I am going to piss in my jock and you are going to catch the piss as it flows out. This way it will wash out all my stink and sweat with the piss." And he started pissing. It dribbled and then streamed out of the bottom of his jock. Some was pouring into my mouth and some was running down my chin and onto my body. I was swallowing as fast as I could. "Dumb fuck, drinking a man's piss through his raunchy sweat and cum soaked jock. How low can you be!"
I was averting my eyes but not stopping slurping up his piss. Finally the stream ended. Jeff stood up a little straighter and removed his jock. He was now standing there naked with a rigid shaft angling up towards his stomach. "Here suck this dry," as he stuffed his jock into my mouth. I squeezed the juice out of it and enjoyed the heavenly taste of it all.
"Now, I'll let you wear it as a prize." He took the jock and draped it over my head, with the pouch over my nose and eyes and the straps across the back of my head. "I am going to unlock you handcuffs and you are going to do some things for me. Do you understand me? You will do whatever I say! Right, asshole!?" "Yes, Sir," I said through the jock strap.
"Okay, lay on your back. That's it. Now I want you to use that cock of yours and piss all over yourself. I want you to coat yourself in your own piss. These men want to see how low you are that you not only want to drink the piss from another man's cock, but that you would cover yourself in your own piss." I lay down on my back in front of him somewhat glad my face was hidden behind the jock strap. I was feeling embarrassed being stripped and forced to do these things in front of all these guys. I loved it, too. I was so hard it took so relaxing to get the piss flowing but finally it started and I covered myself in piss, even got some up to the jock covering my face.
"Show these people how much you like piss. Start stroking you pitiful cock. Show them how much you enjoy being humiliated and made to do what ever I say. Yeah, jack that cock. Now take one of you fingers and get it all wet from the piss on you body. Yeah, that's it. Now take that finger and stick it up your ass and start finger fucking yourself while you jack off. Would you look at this scum lying on the floor in a pool of piss, covered in his and my piss, finger fucking himself and jerking himself off! Can you believe this pervert? Show them how much you like it. Shoot a load! And when you do I want you to shoot it all over your stomach!" I was pumping away on my cock and fucking myself. I knew it would not be long. I was on fire wanting to fist myself harder and faster. As my eyes rolled up I caught a glimpse of the guys standing around me in their white lab coats.
I was groaning and shuddering as I came close to shooting. I press down on the spot in m ass and blew a load across my stomach. "That's it you cocksucking scum blow that load. Show us how much you are enjoying this. Now wipe up that mixture of cum and piss from your chest. That's it. Now take off that jock from your head and lick your fingers clean you fucking slut. Yeah, now flip your legs over your head and show them how you can clean off you own cock. That's it, fuckhead!" I could just lick the head of my cock. Jeff was pushing down on my legs so I could get more of the head in my mouth.
"Now, fuck slut, I am going to fuck your ass in this position. Everyone will see my cock pumping into your ass, see your cock swell as you enjoy being fucked. And you can work on your own cock as I plug your ass." He squatted down just a bit and started pushing the head of his cock into my ass. I moaned as the head of his cock invaded my ass pushing my dick into my mouth. Then he was in and started pumping in and out of my ass. Each time he pushed in, he made my cock go into my mouth. So as he fucked my ass, it made me fuck my mouth. My cock had swelled up again and my balls were close in along the side of my cock as Jeff worked on my ass.
I was sucking myself off while he fucked my ass! A couldn't believe this. I had totally forgotten about Mark and had no idea what had happened to him. I was engrossed in this whole scene that I was in. Being dominated by Jeff in front of these people was so hot and so, I don't know, humiliating I guess. I wouldn't normally want to do this in front of others, but I was definitely a rush for me. I wanted him to yell at me more. I wanted to be debased in front of these guys.
"Suck your cock your lowly scum sucker while I fuck your ass. Do you like your ass being fucked by a real man?" I mumbled a yes around my cock. He began to speed up on my ass. I began to really clench down on his cock as he pumped it in and out of my ass. He began to really get the friction going in my ass. The head of his cock was rubbing against my prostate sending my over the edge. Soon I was shooting a hot load of cum down my throat. Some of it spilled around the edge of my mouth. Cumming had made me really squeeze down on his cock in my ass. Then Jeff was shooting blast after blast into my ass. He pulled out and let some of it shoot down my cock and into my mouth.
"There you are, slim ball, such up yours and my cum. Relish in the taste of our mingled jism. Suck it all out of your cock and then lick up mine as it dribbles down you pitiful cock." I was slurping up as much of it as I could. Jeff had pulled out of my ass, stood and backed up. I unbent and stretched out. Paul was talking on about something to do with positions and complications.
I looked over and saw Mark, still tied to the ceiling with his legs spread. Paul walked away from Jeff and I and went over to Mark. "Okay, we are back to this guy. He has been tortured with whips, paddles, clothespins, weights, and ropes. He is obviously still aroused by all of this as his penis is still very much erect and pre-cum is dripping from it. We have one more treat for him. I am going to slip this metal ring around his testicles and this one just behind the flair of the corona of the penis." He slid a ring around Jeff's balls and tightened it, then another around the head of his cock. He got them in place and then said, "Okay, now that we have the rings in place, I will attach these wires to each one. Next we are going to pass an electrical current through his penis. With this electro-stimulation it is very important to get the voltage right. Too low and it will just feel like a tickle and too much and you could burn out the urinary track."
You could see Mark tense up at this. Paul held out a box with wires leading from it. He set the dial and pressed the button on the box. Mark's cock gave a big twitch and shot a huge stream of cum and then another and another and one more. His cock looked like it was going to burst. Paul was explaining that there was only a shot burst of voltage but the effect on an excited person, is as witnessed.
"Okay, we have really ended the demonstration. But I have heard from some of you that you might be interested in trying out some of these fetishes yourself. For example Carl here expressed an interest in the S & M idea. Awe fuck, you guys are all here for sex! So let's have at it! Do what you want to whomever you want! They are here all willing volunteers, use them and abuse them! Who wants this guy?" he points to Mark and 3 guys raise their hands. "And this one?" he points to me and 4 guys raise their hands, including Paul. Then he points to Jeff and the remaining three guys raise their hands.
I have about 2 more chapters left in this story and then will start another. Will complete this day and the story of the visit from Jeff's brother. As always comments, pictures, suggestions are always welcome harryrod575@yahoo.com