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Jack puts a gay jock through hours
of hell. The poor dude is tied up, tickled, and teased in
bondage for seven hours before allowed to have an explosive
orgasm. |
Seven Hard...Hours
by Jack
I recently did a seven-hour
bondage and orgasm control scene to this hot guy I met over the
phone lines. His name is Lee, and he is a cocky, very handsome,
extremely well-built little 29 year old fucker.
About 5'9", 175 lbs. smooth Chelsea gymboy jock. He was real horny.
He said that he was usually a top, but was in the mood to be tied up
and have a guy work him over. I was more than happy to oblige
He showed up here at my place at 2:00 p.m., and he was indeed a hot
guy. He is so good-looking and muscular, that he can have any guy he
wants. That makes him very cocky and rude to guys, which he admitted
he always is (you know the type), so I proceeded to do some
"attitude adjustment" on him. I slowly broke him down with some
heavy bondage and some heavy work on his tits, cock and balls, and
butt. He was fairly ticklish, and as the session went on, he got
more and more ticklish.
After an hour of being tied standing spread-eagle to my bondage
frame and having his body mercilessly teased and tickled, I moved
him to a tight spread- eagle position on his back on the floor. It
was then that he confided to me that he had always dreamed of having
a guy tie him up and tease his dick for a long time, without letting
him shoot. I looked him in the eye and said, "Boy, your dreams are
about to come true." He really didn't realize what he was in for.
For the next several hours, I did nothing but tease and stimulate
his hard dick, with some occasional work on his tits, feet, and
butt. I would repeatedly get him close to shooting, then back off.
At the times when he was not gagged, he would complain that his
"Knob" as he referred to it, was getting painfully sensitive from
all the attention it was receiving. Poor guy!
As you can imagine, for the rest of the time, I concentrated on the
head of his dick, making his "knob" more and more sensitive.
Throughout the whole scene, I tied him into about six major bondage
positions, with only three very short rest periods in between,
always with his hands tied behind his back, so he couldn't play with
himself. He was in such good shape that he could take some of my
more extreme bondage for a lot longer than most guys usually can.
Besides the bondage frame, and the tight spread-eagle on the floor,
I had him on his knees, legs spread, ankles tied off, wrists tied
and yanked way up his back, collar on, wrists and collar attached to
a chain from the ceiling, forcing him into an awkward position, with
his cock and balls very vulnerable.
One of the times I had him spread-eagled on his back on the floor, I
decided to try my feather duster on his sensitive dickhead. I tied a
wooden dowel across the tops of his upper thighs, and then tied his
cock and balls to the center of the dowel. This forced his hard cock
to stick straight up in the air, and to remain fairly motionless. I
suspended my feather duster from a cord in the ceiling, and
positioned it right over his "knob", and let it swing. The effect
was pretty amazing. He was trying to buck away from it, moaning, and
his dick was throbbing and leaking like crazy . Of course, this was
not enough to make him cum, but it did the job of constantly
stimulating him. It also gave me some much-needed down time, to
relax, have a smoke and a beer, and to just sit back and enjoy the
show. I have an electric fan in my room, and the breeze from the fan
was just enough to keep the feather duster in some kind of motion.
In a New York apartment, we use what we have available.
For another extended period, I had him on his belly on my bondage
board, which I have told you about, with his cock and balls forced
through the hole and tied off, his cock pointing straight down
toward the floor. Lots of stop and go jerk off, plus a little
surprise for his knob.
I had been using various implements on the head of his dick,
including feathers, a toothbrush, a pot scrubber, and his least
favorite, an old hairbrush with sharp, brittle bristles. While his
dick was hard and straining, pointing down through the hole in the
board, I placed a chair under the board and positioned the hairbrush
on it so that the tip of his dick would just lightly poke into the
stationary bristles when his dick was hard. He was howling and
trying to thrash around, trying to avoid the unbearable stimulation
of the bristles on the tip of his dick, but he was tied down real
good (you know me, right?). His dick would then start to get a
little soft, so all I had to do was to approach, stroke his dick a
few times, with either my finger or a feather, it would get hard
again, and the tip would once again touch the brush. This went on
and on for nearly an hour, and the poor guy was going nuts. But I
think he was learning his lesson about not being such a shithead to
guys he'd meet in the future.
I took him through several more bondage ordeals, but he finally
ended up spread-eagled on his back on the bed. I had told him that
he was not gonna shoot his load until it got dark out, and it was
about 8:00 p.m., almost an hour before dark.
As I had been playing with his dick for so long, it was obvious that
the only way he was gonna shoot was to have both the shaft of his
dick and especially the head masturbated continuously until he shot.
I decided that his knob had received enough attention for a while,
and knowing that he needed stimulation there in order to shoot, I
proceeded to remove all stimulation to his cock head. I took two
condoms, and unrolled them just over the head of his dick, then took
a rubber band, tripled it, and slid it down just behind his glans,
securing the condoms in place. This effectively deadened his knob to
most stimulation. I then proceeded to just tease and stroke the
shaft of his dick for over a half an hour, paying absolutely no
attention to the covered head of his dick. This, mixed in with some
pretty merciless tickling of his helpless bare feet, armpits and
ribs. Man, he was going crazy. He was begging me to stroke the head
of his cock and finally get him off. I, of course, just smiled. As
it got darker and darker out, I was enjoying prolonging this.
Close to 9:00 p.m., I finally went for the kill. I removed the
condoms from dick head, and immediately gave it the toothbrush
treatment, which, after not being stimulated for so long, was even
more sensitive, and it had him howling. I'm afraid I had to gag him
again at this point, using one of my old jockstraps. I finally
greased up his dick (and mine!) and taking about a half an hour of
very slow, stop and go jerking, finally made him shoot.
It was a gut-wrenching load, and I know that he felt it through his
entire body. Mine wasn't too shabby, either.
I then released him, and after he recovered for a while, he dressed
and left. I called him once, but so far, no response. I'll probably
never see him again, but man, what an excellent scene.
I would like to get into more scenes like that. It is fun to
fantasize about them, but even more fun to do them in real life.
Now, I know that seven hours does not seem like much to you, but
with our busy New York schedules, that is actually a pretty good
session.
So, guys, share your thoughts on this aspect of a tickling scene.
Jack
ropejock@hotmail.com
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