Bound and Slagged

[Guest grubbysubby]

This story is based loosely on some experiences that I have had with fuck-buds of mine... The character Daniel is based on a Mechanical Fitter I used to work with on a mine site in Western Australia - very cute, very lean, lithe body. Approximately 6'2", probably 180#. Duncan is based on a hot concreter I knew. I love guys who lay concrete - it is hard work and the accumulated sweat from a day in the hot Queensland sun is heaven. Most of the work is done wearing gumboots, so the guys effectively stand in an ankle deep puddle of their own sweat for most of the day. To say that their socks are a little piggy's idea of heaven is an understatement. Duncan is around 6'1" tall and about 185#

The character Alister is based on an Australian CrossFit athlete who features prominently in my spank bank... He is 5'11", probably around 220# of pure muscle; and the sight of his hot body dripping sweat during his workouts is enough to make me swoon! So, the experiences are loosely based on some sessions I hae enjoyed with mates, the characters are guys I have met and lusted after!!

This is actually my first story - so I hope it meets your expectations!

 

 

Daniel did not play regularly. As a tradesman (tradie) on a mine site in remote areas of Western Australia, he did not have any opportunity whilst away from home; and the regular drug screening at work kept him on the straight and narrow. So he only played a couple of times a year; and tended to let himself off the leash in a spectacular fashion when he did.

He had arranged to meet a regular fuck-bud of his, Duncan, and his partner Alister in Brisbane for a long weekend of partying. He spent a good few hours cleaning himself out, trimming his pubes, and generally getting excited about the next few days. He even prepped a few rigs in anticipation of the coming session. He arrived at the appointed time to find Al and Dunc prepared with the sling set up and some hardcore porn playing on the big screen.

He quickly stripped off and hopped into the sling - both Duncan and Alister loved the fact that Daniel was a total bottom slut and the start of their sessions always involved them working Dan over with their toys before inviting a few guys around to take advantage of Dan's tight body.

Duncan and Alister spent some time getting Dan bound tight with the sling's restraints. He was now totally exposed and at the mercy of the other two who quickly tied a tourniquet around his bicep, found a good vein, and delivered 0.2g of pure heaven into Dan's body. Dan felt the heat travel up and down his body. For some reason, he never coughed; but the rush he was feeling was incredible and all that he wanted was something in his ass... And quickly!

Alister complied by shoving his cock deep into Dan's ass - pile driving as the spun out tradie was lost in the rush. As with most play sessions, however, nobody was really in a state to top (ain't that a bitch?) and so Dan and Alister brought out the toys that they knew Dan craved.

It started with a blindfold and a gas mask - first, Alister used a rank pair of sweaty underwear to blindfold Dan. Then, he fitted a gas mask to Dan's face and fed some poppers through the tube, making Dan breathe deeply. Once he had taken ten good huffs of the poppers, some clover tit clamps were attached to Dan's nubs, causing him to moan deeply and writhe in his bonds. With the mask no longer required, Alister grabbed a pair of socks that he had worn that day on site, gagging Dan with the rank, damp items. He had put some crushed ice cubes into the socks too. As the ice melted, it combined with the sweat crusted in the socks; and Dan was forced to swallow the salty brew while his body was being worked over.

While the trio was waiting for Dan's nips to become numb, Alister and Duncan started to attach dozens of small clamps along Dan's ribcage, around his taint, his cock and balls, outlining his pecs, down his legs, on his fingers, his earlobes, his toes - pretty much anywhere they would attach. Soon, Dan's entire body was a mass of clips and clamps, giving him a delicious mixture of erotic pleasure and pain.

By this time, Dan's nipples were numbed by the clamps. Alister and Duncan knew that they needed to be quick with the next bit... They detached the clamps, causing Dan to moan. As the blood was rushing into his deadened tits, they attached some suction cups to them, making the blood rush into the nipples even faster. The pain was exquisite and Dan was in heaven. To help him along, the other two sprayed some maximum on a rag and let Dan take a few huffs of that to get him more spun out.

<to be continued?>

 

Edited December 15, 2016 by grubbysubby

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Up to this point, there had been little taking. The trio were comfortable with each other and had played together many times. Alister leaned towards Dan's head and said, "I think I'm going to rip these pegs off... Yeah, slut... thread a rope through the  pegs and then rip the whole lot off in one go..."

Dan listened and, for the first time that night, felt a small frisson of fear creep up his spine. They knew each other very well but had never really gone into that sort of territory before. Slowly, Alister threaded the rope through the loops attached to the pegs, flicking and tugging each one as he went. Once he was done, he prepared another rag with some Maximum impact and shoved it into Dan's mouth. "Huff ten times, slut..." he instructed. While Dan complied, Alister leaned in again, "Perhaps I will rip them off slowly, one at a time..."

As Dan got to the tenth deep breath of the Max Impact, Duncan removed the rag and fixed the gas mask in place again. Dan's head was spinning. With little warning, Alister took the small suction cups off Dan's engorged nipples and immediately replaced them with some eagle talon tit clamps... which viciously bit into Dan's nips. He hissed loudly, the new sensations overloading his brain as Duncan shoved the sweaty sock gag back into his mouth, this time with some frozen piss ice cubes included for good measure.

"Fuck, he needs something in his ass!!" exclaimed Duncan, and went to grab a few of his electro toys. He chose a butt toy that would pulse and vibrate its way up Dan's chute. Additionally, it could be plugged into an iPod, and the toy would deliver an electric current whose strength and intensity would change according to the random track playing on the iPod at the time. This would give Dan the stimulation he craved, while giving Alister and Duncan the freedom to do other things.

As Dan was getting used to the sensations coursing through his body, Alister ripped the cord threaded through the clamps, causing every one of them to rip off his body. Dan arched off the sling, shouting, "Fuck!" into his gag... But the other two new he had a lot more left in him and that he was enjoying the sensations. Alister removed the last set of tit clamps off Dan's chest and the two started to slowly alternate nibbling, licking and kissing the areas where the clamps had been attached.

A second electro set was attached to a Wartenberg wheel, and the evil device was run up and down Dan's torso and legs. Dan had a thin sheen of sweat over his entire body. Alister dove into his armpits, licking and sucking the tender flesh, making Dan moan. IN the meantime, Duncan removed the electro toys (safety first!) and started to run ice cubes up and down Dan's torso, paying special attention to all the places where Dan's skin had been nicked and irritated by the clamps being yanked off his body.

While Duncan was doing this, Alister started to drip candle wax all over Dan's body, too - the difference in sensation between the heat and the cold was driving Dan wild with need. By the time Dan's cock, balls, uppper legs, torso and pits were covered in a cooling coat fo cnadle wax, Dan was starting to feel overwhelmed. As the other two began to flick the candle wax off his body with a riding crop, Dan uttered the safe word and told the other two he needed a break.

They immediately got him out of the sling, cleaned up the candle wax and packed Dan off to the shower while they went outside for a cigarette.

 

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By the time Dan had finished in the shower, Alister and Duncan had a bottle of Gatorade (laced with some G, of course), a diuretic tablet and a couple of Dan's prepared rigs waiting for him when he got downstairs.

"What's this?" Dan asked as he chugged the Gatorade.

"A diuretic, something to help with piss play later." said Alister.

Dan grinned and popped the tablet in his mouth.

"You right for round 2?" asked Duncan, to which he got an emphatic "Fuck, yeah" from Dan.

He lay back in the sling and the two secured his bindings. Alister got a Caverject and proceeded to inject it into Dan's cock.

"Ready to fly?" asked Alister. The two men positioned themselves on either side of Dan, secured both his biceps with tourniquets; and proceeded to give him a double slam. This time Dan coughed, his chest heaving as he rode the wave of euphoria rushing over him. Alister jerked Dan's dick to hardness and produced a sound from his bag of tricks. He slowly worked it into Dan's dick, saying, "You're at our mercy, slut... We're going to hook this lot up to the electro gear and see how high we can go!"

Dan moaned as the sound was worked down his dick. Once it was all the way in, Duncan hooked it up to the electro box. He placed the pad on Dan's balls and used a bandage to hold it properly in place. Next, the anal probe was inserted as well, and hooked up to another box.

Alister and Duncan whispered to each other off to the side, "How are we going to do this?" asked Duncan.

"I know!" said Alister, "I'll throw a die: 1,2 or 3; we only use one of the boxes. 2, 4 or 6: we use both. And you can roll two dice, and that will determine the level - 1 to 12."

"Brilliant!" said Duncan. "And each round increases by 5 seconds. The first for 5 second, then 10 and so on through to 30 seconds; and then we start again!"

They returned to Dan. "We're going to get ourselves onto Cam 4 and see if we can get an audience for this next bit." said Duncan as he fiddled with the logon. "You're going to need this" he said as he worked the rank socks back into Dan's mouth. Eventually, they were live and started throwing the dice.

First Alister threw a 2. "Which box do we use?" he asked Dan. "Dick?"

At this, Dan shook his head "No" and so Alister picked up the controller for the ass electrode.

Duncan then threw a 5; and the unit was turned on for 5 seconds.

"Hmmmm" Dan cooed - the level was clearly not enough to cause him discomfort.

Next up, Alister threw a six; and Duncan threw a 10. Now both terminals went live at level 10 for 10 seconds. Dan's cock was rock hard and a steady stream of precum was burbling out of his piss slit.

Next, a three and an eleven. Level eleven surged through Dan's cock and balls for 15 seconds. Dan was now soaked in sweat. His mouth furiously worked the sweaty sock in his mouth. The next throw was a 6 and a 12. The two sadists wound the power level to 12 and watched as Dan twitched against his bindings for a full 20 seconds. His chest was heaving and he was soaked in sweat.

Alister removed Dan's gag. "You doing ok?" he asked. Dan nodded his head. He had a grin on his face and his cock was rock hard. Duncan worked the ass probe out of Dan's hole and instead hooked a couple of pads to the unit. One pad, he placed on Dan's pubes, the other on his inner thigh. Now, all the sensation would be focused in Dan's crotch. Next, he worked a large vibrating dildo into Dan's hole and set the power level to its highest setting.

Alister gave Dan a few huffs of the poppers. "We forgot these..." he smirked and attached the Japanese Clover clamps to Dan's nipples. To each of these, he attached a vibrating weight and set that to its highest setting. Now all the electro play would be both units; and the dice throw would be to determine the power. Each time power was applied to the toys, the last second would be using the boost function.

Alister took the sock out of Dan's mouth, pissed on it, and reinserted it into Dan's mouth. The next throw was a 10. For 25 seconds, the current surged. Just before turning it off, both men pushed the power boost button, sending an extra 30% through the terminals.

By this time, Dan was pretty wrecked, so the three decided to take a break... "And I need a piss after that diuretic" announced Duncan.

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They slowly released Dan from the sling. The men went upstairs where Alister and Duncan had a large wet room set up where they could engage in some watersports. Duncan bent Dan over and shoved his cock into his hole. Dan gasped, but his hole was loosened considerably by all the attention it had got so far. He pumped in and out a few times and leaned in to whisper into Dan's ear, "You want me to piss up there? Fill you up with my chem piss?"

"Yeah..." Dan gasped.

"Here it comes," said Duncan and let his stream loose. The trio had taken diuretics at the start of the session and, even though it had taken some time to take effect, the three were now able to piss like fire hoses. Soon, Dan felt full and was getting a rush from the chems in Duncan's urine.

Duncan pulled out and sprayed the rest of his piss all over Dan while instructing him to hold the piss in his hole. Dan knelt down and Duncan pissed all over his face, chest, in his hair... Dan opened his mouth and drank some of the piss down. Alister in the meantime was doing the same - hosing Dan down. Soon, Dan could hold it in no longer. Duncan got underneath him and ran his tongue over Dan's hole, soon rewarded with a spray of piss from Dan's hole. Dan was also pissing at this stage and the three quickly used some big plastic jugs to store some of the piss for later use.

They grabbed another shower at this stage to take another break.

Alister was a proficient masseur and, when they got back downstairs, had Dan lay on the ground and slowly worked some life back into Dan's limbs after prolonged time in bondage and to reduce the chances of cramp. Dan would probably not get in the sling again for a while and the guys settled down to watch some porn.

"Let's get some guys over to work Dan over." Alister said and logged onto BBRT. Generally, they could get some of their regulars over to join in the fun. Andrew was a regular with the guys - a Boilermaker (welder) from Tasmania off the south coast of Australia. He had been working with the others on a mine site for a while and was the same in terms of not playing regularly, but enjoying himself when he did. Others included a guy named Scott, Ross and Mitch.

The four men would take a while to arrive. In the interim, the guys smoked some weed, shot gunned some more crystal from the pipe and drank a few beers. They also made sure to drink plenty of Gatorade to ensure decent levels of hydration. Alister's phone buzzed and he knew the others were minutes away. They blindfolded Dan and led him out to the side of the house where there was a large table with bench seats beside it. They had Dan kneel on the seat and secured his hands to the table. They gave him a few huffs of the poppers, some Maximum Impact and also left a tub of J-lube to the side. They also left the clamps from before and ended off my attaching the clover clamps to Dan's tits.

"Going to put an ad on Caigslist and on BBRT and get a train of guys through you" promised Duncan. The thought made Dan's cock twitch.

Soon, the others arrived. They knew the drill, and went to the side of the house. They quietly made their way to where Dan was restrained.

Scott, approximately 6', 185#, smooth skin, lean build and hung with 9" of uncut meat started to run his hands over Dan's body. He played with the nipple clamps for a few moments and started to circle Dan's hole with his fingers. He scooped up some of the J-lube and started to work it into Dan's hole. "Going to shove my fist in there and get you worked up, slut" he hissed into Dan's ear.

In the meantime, Mitch was on the other side of the table and was feeding his 7 inches down Dan's throat. Dan's gag reflex was always heightened by chems, so Mitch was taking it nice and slow. Mitch was a triathlete, so tended to be on the leaner side, but still had a good build. He had an open, friendly face and was always really caring with his bottoms. His thing was not really pain or bondage, but he did get off a little on seeing his friend Dan restrained like this. He was realy looking forward to seeing Scott fist Dan and hoped it would be a good show.

Andrew and Ross were with the others inside.

Scott continued to work Dan's hole while whispering filthy obscenities to him, "Going to open you up, get dozens of guys in here to work you over. Maybe take you to a sex club and tie you to the sling there..." All Dan could manage was a muffled "Mmmmph" around Mitch's cock, which was pistoning in and out of his mouth. Scott had finally put enough of the lube into Dan's hole, had all four fingers in his hole and was working his thumb in as well. Dan had not taken many fists, but was wired enough that he would take Scott's hands easily. Scott just got his wrist into Dan's hole when Mitch withdrew his cock from Dan's mouth. "Ooooo" cooed Dan was Scott started to work his hand inside Dan's ass. Mitch started to absently run his hands along the underside of Dan's body, occasionally flicking the clamps, tugging on his balls and scooping up precum and feeding it to Dan. Dan was sucking his fingers, thrusting back to meet Scott's hand and moaning as Mitch fiddled with the clamps.

Slowly, Scott withdrew his hand and Mitch lined up to shove his cock into Dan's ass. Once he was in balls deep, Scott positioned himself underneath Dan and in front of Mitch and started to work one finger, then two into Dan's ass, fiddling with Mitch's cock as he did so. Scott was incredibly patient and could feel Dan getting looser and looser. Eventually, he was just up to the third knuckle with Mitch's cock still buried in his ass. Dan took a few massive huffs of the poppers and one last push and Scott's entire hand was inside Dan's ass alongside Mitch's cock. Mitch scooted back slightly and Scott moved forward so that Mitch was, in effect, kneeling behind Scott with his entire hand buried in Dan's ass alongside Scott's cock. Mitch slowly enclosed Mitch's cock in his hand and started a slow jerk. Mitch was jerking and spasming as the sensations sent him into overload. Dan was moaning and huffing on the poppers.

"Fuck that's hot!" exclaimed Andrew from the doorway. He had the Max Impact and the nipple suction cups as he walked towards Dan. He sprayed some on a cloth and shoved it in Dan's mouth. While Dan huffed away, Andrew positioned himself to Dan's side, and removed one clover clamp, quickly replacing it with a suction cup. He repeated the process on the other side. He gagged Dan with a sweaty sock again and started to attach more clamps to Dan's body.

Soon, Mitch was spasming as he shot the load of his life into Dan's ass and around Scott's hands. He withdrew from Dan's hole and went straight back to Dan's mouth, ripped out the ripe gag and presented his cock for cleaning. Dan obliged, moaning. "Sick fuck!" said Mitch, but only good-naturedly.

Scott slowly withdrew his hand and wiped off the lube downDan's back. "Thanks, mate," he said to no-one in particular and started to make his way back inside. "All yours," he said to Ross as the other man was walking out the door. Ross was the oldest of the men at 42. He was spectacularly well-built and had a respectable 6.5" of cut cock on him. He had brought the riding crop and started to flick the clamps off Dan's body with the crop; occasionally delivering a good whack to Dan's ass and back. Meanwhile, Andrew was working his hand into Dan's hole, "Fuck, he's loose!" laughed Andrew. "Maybe I can fit both in there."

He dragged a nearby stool over so that he could sit on it and get to work. Very soon, he had eight fingers in Dan's hole.

Ross was lying on the table under where Dan was kneeling and took his cock in his mouth. The Caverject had done its work and Dan was hard and leaking like a faucet. He used hs hands to remove the suction cups and slowly ran his tongue around each of Dan's nipples, taking Dan's attention away from his ass for a few seconds.

Andrew was working both his calloused hands into Dan's hole. He was up to the third knuckle with both hands and was starting to push.

Alister had walked up next to Andrew and whispered, "I wonder if he can take any more," showing Andrew a rig with what would be Dan's fourth slam of the night. Andrew got an evil grin on his face and cocked an eyebrow to suggest that Dan should get the slam.

"Stay really still," he said to Dan as he stood in front of him. Dan's muscles were bulging and his veins were prominent because he was restrained on the table and his arms were supporting his weight over Ross's prone form.

Alister quickly found a vein, got the register and pushed the plunger in. "Meth and Ketamine, mate!" he said, watching for Dan's reaction. Ross immediately started to chew savagely on Dan's nipples while Andrew pushed his hands into Dan's ass.

The sensations were incredible as the rush hit Dan. All he could do was moan and he broke out in a fresh coating of sweat and his ass was assaulted and his nipples were mauled. He was in piggy heaven!

But how much more of this could he take?

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Dan honestly could not separate the sensations coursing through his body. His ass was full and his prostate was being stimulated. His hard dick drooled a constant stream of pre-cum and his nipples were one mass of pleasure/ pain - he could not even distinguish between left and right any more.

Alister walked up to Dan and shoved his sweaty pit into his face. Dan moaned and licked and slurped the musky pit while Alister groaned his appreciation.

Andrew had removed one fist from Dan's hole and managed to work his remaining hand up to Dan's second sphincter and was working one of his hands in there. "I'm almost up to my fucking elbow!" he exclaimed, amazed at how much Dan could take. "He's fucking hot - his body is ramping up his core temperature with all the drugs."

"I can help with that," said Ross. "Come here," he said to Alister and the two men positioned themselves on either side of Dan and started to piss all over his prone form. The steady stream drenched Dan, and Andrew, in acrid urine. Dan's hair was sodden with it and it ran in streams from his torso. Andrew removed his arm from Dan's hole, wiping his hands in the bound stud's body. Once the urine stream had abated, Ross grabbed the nearby garden hose and a loofa. He slowly directed the stream of cool, clean water over Dan's body while also using the rough loofa to tease his nipples and generally rub Dan's sensitive skin from head to toe. Dan was especially sensitive around his nipples and his dick. He spasmed as the cruel hand with the loofa found his most sensitive bits.

Ross even directed the hose up Dan's hole and gave him a couple of enemas, Dan groaning as the water shot out of his hole. Once they were done, they undid Dan's bonds and half carried him inside. Alister and Duncan had set up a mattress on the floor and they lay Dan on it, making sure he was comfortable.

They re-attached the nipple clamps and put the gas-mask back over his face, with the poppers in easy reach should Dan need them. Ross then grabbed a ball stretcher that had two rings that got fitted over the cock and balls, and a large screw piece that would then separate the balls, stretching them. He put Dan's cock and balls into the device and slowly started to stretch them out.

At the same time, Andrew put the electro butt toy into Dan's hole and started to randomly increase and decrease the intensity and strength of the current. Mitch grabbed the Wartenberg wheel, also attached to electricity, and started to run it up and down Dan's prone form. 

They knew that Dan was not far from needing a good break, but they wanted to continue to play right up to his limits.

In the meantime, they were watching Hole Hunters from Hot Desert Knights. Rob Lowe (no, not that one!) was getting worked over by Daddy Ken. Dan watched, transfixed as the older man brutalises the younger on screen. 

"Bet you'd like us to do that to you," said Mitch; running the cruel wheel around Dan's nipples. "Hmmmmm" cooed Dan, still watching the action on screen with wide eyes. Duncan set down on the mattress next to Dan. He had a cup of hot coffee in his hand with a teaspoon still in it. He slowly ran an ice cube over Dan's nipple and, once it had hardened from the cold, took the spoon out of the coffee and placed it on Dan's tit, eliciting a yelp from the younger man.

Soon though, the men realised that Dan needed a break, so they withdrew all their toys, wiped him down with some towels, propped his head up with some pillows so he could watch the action.

"Rightyo; who is our next victim?" asked Alister. All eyes turned on Mitch.

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"You want to try piercing, mate?" asked Scott with a glint in his eye.

Mitch would never have considered himself as being "into pain." He did not mind watching it in porn, nor did he mind inflicting mild pain on others, but he did not consider himself into it at all.

He was, however, fascinated with tatts and piercings. He did not have any himself, but he loved a guy wth tatts and was on the brink of getting a piercing or two (or three) himself. He was a little nervous about doing so, but he had decided that, within the next few weeks, he'd get it done.

Part of his "no pain" mantra had been shaken recently. When he went for treatment at the physio for a sore shoulder, the physio had talked him into dry needling. Basically, a needle is inserted into the muscle and then manipulated causing the spasm to release. Very effective. Mitch had been terrified, and the sensations were very foreign to him.

To his chagrin, he actually got hard when the physio was administering the needle... He kept telling himself that it was because the physio was gorgeous, but he could not get away from the fact that it was the needles that turned him on.

"How much do the others know about all of this?" he wondered... With his luck, they'd know it all!

All this went through Mitch's head in a nanosecond while he looked at his friends' grinning faces. "Aaah fuck it!" he exclaimed, and climbed onto the mattress.

He lay down next to Dan and kissed him passionately before he felt his arms being stretched out over his head and his legs being restrained.

Before his arm was finally attached to the bindings, Alister brought an alcohol wipe and a rig with a top up. Mitch was lean and had prominent veins so Alister had no problem with the flash and slowly pumped the meth into Mitch's veins.

Mitch gasped a few times and coughed as he felt his arm being stretched back to join his other hand in the manacles. He was rushing deliciously and his cock was leaking pre-cum. He felt a hand on, and an alcohol wipe being drawn across, his cock. He felt a prick and realised that he was getting a dose of Caverject.

Last, he was blindfolded and a gag inserted into his mouth. In his spun out state, he did not put two and two together as he felt a cool liquid being spread across his body, paying special attention to his cock, nipples, underarms, triceps and ribcage along his torso. In reality, the guys were getting Mitch ready for a piercing scene.

Scott had run into Mitch's physio, Ryan, the previous day. Ryan had explained that Mitch had gotten hard during the dry needling and that he thought that Ryan as a prime candidate for some fetish needle play.

Scott was seriously into needle play. Having said that, this was one instance where it truly was more blessed to give than to receive! He bought his collection fo needles out and started along Mitch's rib cage.

He knew he had to be incredibly careful around the ribs but he was experienced enough to give Mitch maximum pleasure. He slowly inserted the needles one at a time and worked his way up Mitch's left side.

Mitch was breathing evenly but deeply and was tensing and relaxing as the piercings continued. His entire body was coated with a fine sheen of perspiration. Ross scooted up to Mitch's head and held the poppers under his nose. Mitch took several deep hits and started to relax.

Alister was a keen musician and had a series of tuning forks that he used to tune his guitar. The principle worked that you hit the fork against a solid object and, when the fork was then applied to any surface, it would emit a sound at the pitch you wanted - an E or an A for example.

He grabbed his forks and hit them against the nearby table and held them to the needles piercing Mitch. Clearly, this intensified the sensations through the needles, because Mitch hissed loudly. "Are you ok?" asked Alister and received an affirmative from the bound stud.

Mitch now had needles all the way up both his left and right side. He was still breathing normally, but very deeply and evenly, which belied his nerves.

"Ready for some serious stimulation?" asked Scott has Mitch felt his left nipple being gripped in a set of forceps. Mitch tensed up, he was not sure about this, although he enjoyed having his nipples worked quite hard.

He breathed in and out rapidly and Scott knew he had to do it before Mitch chickened out. He slowly inserted the narrowest gauge needle he had into Mitch's left nipple. "Aaah.." Mitch moaned. But he was not screaming out any safe words yet.

Scott inserted two needles in Mitch's left nipple, and then two in his right. Alister had two different frequency tuning forks and was alternating them - sometimes one against each needle in one nipple, sometimes one tuning fork across both needles in one nipple and other combinations of the above. Scott would spend some time lightly manipulating the other needles as well, and Mitch was certainly approaching sensory overload with all that was going on.

But is cock was hard and dripping. Scott gave it a few tugs and inserted a few needles along the length of the cock, up to the head.

"Don't worry mate, I am not going to put any in your cock head," he assured Mitch. "Unless you want me to..." he offered.

Mitch did not give a response, he was too wrapped up in all the other sensations flowing through his body.

Duncan slowly placed a couple of electro pads along Mitch's upper legs. They were in a safe position not to cause Mitch any harm; however, any current applied to the pads would be felt ever so slightly in the needles with no risk of the electricity harming Mitch at all. But the current had to be very low.

Duncan switched the unit on. He was not using a pulse in the settings at all and the intensity and power were very low.

Mitch was cooing lightly as the sensations coursed through all the piercing sites. He had never felt anything like this before and wondered why he had never tried it before. He also knew that he would have to work up the courage to try it again.. and he was not sure he would ever volunteer.

Duncan also grabbed a sound and started to work it into Mitch's cock. Alister grabbed the Max Impact and gave Mitch some to huff on. Mitch took several big hits.

"You need something in your ass," said Andrew and worked the electro ass toy into Mitch's quivering hole. He was now truly stuffed - his ass felt full, he had electricity surging through his legs. The electric current was sending incredible sensations through the sound and each and ever piercing site - especially his nipples. The crazy thing was that his cock was rock hard and dripping precum like a faucet. Occasionally, one of the men would scoop some up from the puddle forming on Mitch's abs and ave the bound stud lick the pre-cum off his hands.

"I am going to start removing these..." promised Scott. He would grip each needle, twist it slightly, perhaps apply a tuning fork for a few seconds, and then slowly and steadily withdraw the needle. Mitch would hiss through each process. All the used needles went into a handy sharps disposal. 

Once all the needles were withdrawn, Scott leaned into Mitch's ear and asked, "You sure you don't want to try one or two in your dick head?" He withdrew the gag from Mitch's mouth and looked at him for an answer.

Mitch's eyes glazed over. He was really torn. Should he try this? He knew he was not into pain. And, thus far, he could not categorise what was happening as pain. He knew, however, that that would change the minute something got driven through his dick head.

He gritted his teeth, asked for a good ten huffs each of the poppers and Max Impact, looked Scott in the eyes and nodded his head. "Fuck. Yes... Just do it..." he said hoarsely.

Alister gave him the poppers and Max Impact he craved and regagged him. Scott gripped the pulsing dick in his hand and slowly drove four needles into Mitch's cock. Mitch arched his body off the mattress. His arms bulged and his veins stood out prominently as the needles went deeper and deeper.

He sank back onto the mattress and steadied his breathing. Slowly, Alister brought a tuning fork to two of the needles and Andrew and Duncan switched the power back on the electro power units.

Mitch was dripping pre-cum in a continuous stream and the sweat was coming in rivers off his torso. He had soaked the sheets underneath him.

Duncan switched off the electro power box attached to the sound and removed the sound.

Scott removed the needles slowly. As soon as the needles were out, Alister grabbed some sterile lube and started the jack Mitch's cock off. It only took a few minutes of the intense stimulation and Mitch came with an enormous roar. He shot seven good spurts and Alister continued to jack Mitch's cock after he had shot his load, eliciting shrieks of protest from the bound stud.

The other men had all been staring through the whole process and were all in awe of the intensity of what they had just seen.

Slowly, Scott removed Mitch's restraints. He used his fingers to scoop up Mitch's massive load and feed it to him. Once it was all gone, Scott used a clean towel to towel Mitch off and then alcohol wipes to cleanse all the piercing sites.

Mitch sat up and kissed Scott, Alister, Andrew and Duncan deeply.

"Fuck, that was amazing, fellas!" he exclaimed. The others could only grin and agree.

 

 

 

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The men knew that Mitch needed a break. He couldn't really join in any more play - his piercing sites needed an hour or so to close up. Any sooner would risk infection.

"Two down, five to go," laughed Alister. The two guys who were resting moved onto one of the sofas in the room and left the mattress for the guys who were still playing.

The others lit up a bowl and were passing it around, shot-gunning it, huffing on poppers and Max Impact and watching the porn.

"Perhaps we need a top up," suggested Scott and they grabbed the rigs and prepared a few slams. Scott and Duncan stood with their rigs in their hands. They had tightened the tourniquets around their arms and their veins stood out on their muscular forearms. "Fuck you're hot!" exclaimed Duncan, running his hand over Scott's veiny forearms appreciatively. They each inserted the needles into their veins, both registering a nice flash. Looking into each other's eyes, the two pressed down on the plunger and released their tourniquets, feeling the euphoria of yet another slam coursing through their veins. Both men coughed and leaned in for a passionate sloppy kiss.

Alister, Ross and Andrew also slammed, and the five rode the rush together, kissing and sucking on each other in a frenzied orgy of lust. Mitch and Dan looked on jerking their cocks and enjoying the scenery.

Alister looked at Scott and cocked his head towards the sling. Scott grinned and hopped on. Duncan helped secure Scott to the restraints on the sling, while Alister started to feed J-Lube into Scott's hole. Alister was an expert fister, and he new exactly how to open a hole up.

Once Scott's hole was nicely lubed up, Alister started to work his hand into his hole. All he wanted to do was loosen Scott up. He had a collection of pool balls that he wanted to shove up there and he wanted Scott nice and sloppy before he did so.

He took a ball and started to push it against Scott's hole.

While Alister was doing that, Duncan was using the pegs on Scott in the same way that they had with Dan. First, he used the clover clamps on Scott's nipples. Then he used a series of pegs all the way up and down Scot's ribcage, around his pecs, along his cock and balls, up and down his arms, in his armpits; even his fingers and toes got the treatment.

Scott was feeling the sensations everywhere.

Alister pushed the 6th pool ball up Scott's hole. "Hold it, fucker!" he ordered and Scott had to concentrate to keep the invader in his ass when all he wanted to do was expel it. As Scott began to tremble with the effort, Alister said, "Push 'em out one at a time..."

Scott started to push. The balls came out one at a time. "Clean it fucker" ordered Alister as he presented the slimy object to Scott, who obliged by sticking out his tongue and cleaning the object.

In the meantime, Duncan had replaced the clamps on Scott's nipples with suction cups. Scott was moaning appreciatively. Duncan grabbed his socks and gagged Scott with them and also blindfolded him with some sweaty underwear. The young hunk grimaced at the taste and smell but his cock lurched at the thought of sucking out Duncan's foot sweat and the sock remained in place.

"Push them out, fucker" ordered Alister as Scott continued to get rid of the pool balls in his ass. As the next one emerged, Alister grabbed the starchy sock from Scott's mouth, cleaned the ball, and reinserted the gag.

The others were offering a running commentary... "Look at the filthy pig go!" exclaimed Dan (not that he had any room to label the other man.)

Duncan threaded a rope through the clamps. He left out the ones on Scott's cock and balls and also fingers and toes etc. - ripping them off those areas would probably harm Scott and no-one wanted that... well, not permanently anyway.

Duncan looped the end of the rope over the frame of the sling. He then grabbed a metal bucket from the laundry and tied the bucket using the same rope. If he let go the bucket, it would pull on the clamps all over Scott's body.

The bucket was just above chest high when the rope was pulled taut. Duncan then tied another rope around Scott's balls and attached that to the bucket too. The bucket was now suspended at chest height by the rope on Scott's balls; and the rope that threaded through the clamps was now lying limp against Scott's body.

While all this was going on, Alister had given Scott a few good huffs of the poppers and some Max Impact. Scott was still flying.

Alister then went to the door leading outside and grabbed a bag of gravel which he slowly started to tip into the bucket. The more he poured in, the more weight was suspended by Scott's balls. Pressure soon gave way to an increasing ache that gave way to a nausea-inducing wave of pain that radiated through Scott's groin, through his stomach and radiated through every part of his body. Alister would occasionally put the smallest amount in, causing Scott to breathe in and out rapidly while he tried to adjust to the pain.

"I'll take some out." offered Alister. Scott nodded frantically. Alister took a small handful out, then another. Scott started to relax, so Alister grabbed a handful and threw it in, causing the bucket to swing. "Fuck!" exclaimed Scott. Well, it was probably that, but the gag rendered it unintelligible.

"He needs a distraction," offered Duncan, removing the suction cups and placing the eagle talon tit clamps to Scott's sensitive nubs. Duncan spent some time pulling on the nipple clamps, running his tongue around the site and making Scott moan. He also dove into Scott's pits a few times which, despite the pain, had Scott's cock hard and leaking.

Alister grabbed his dick and stroked it a few times causing clamps to scatter. Scott cried out at this new sensation, but his cock stayed hard.

"Do you want some relief for your balls?" asked Alister, to which Scott nodded "yes".

Duncan took the talon tit clamps off Scott's tits and started to run an ice cube over each nub. At the same time, Alister took a pair of rope scissors and cut the rope holding the bucket of gravel up and tormenting Scott's balls. The bucket dropped, ripping all the clamps and pegs on Scott's torso.

Scott arched off the sling, screaming into his gag. Duncan and Alister immediately went to work, soothing the burning flesh with ice, paying particular attention to where the clamps had ripped off his body.

Once Scott's breathing had returned more or less to normal and he was not straining against his bonds, the two then got a candle each and started to drip it onto the areas where the clamps had been only moments before.

This went on for about ten minutes until Scott's torso, cock and balls were coated. Alister and Duncan then got two steel spatulas and used them to work the wax off Scott's body. Each time the spatulas scraped against flesh, Scott would hiss as his sensitive skin protested at the sensation. Before long, all that were left of the clamps and the wax was a thin sheen of sweat and patches of red where the skin still had to settle down.

Duncan grabbed a jug of the chem piss that the men had pissed out earlier thanks to the diuretic. He poured some into a water bottle and, taking out the sock gag, offered it to Scott who drank almost the whole 20 ounces. Alister took the jug and, inserting a funnel into Scott's ass, poured the rest of the piss into the funnel.

Scott moaned as his ass accepted the fluid. Soon, he was spinning again as the chems in the piss gave him a residual high.

Alister and Duncan helped Scott out of the sling and up to the bathroom where he could expelthe piss and have a shower.

 

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By this stage, it was mid-morning, and Duncan's phone buzzed. He looked over at Ross. "You still keen to do this?" he asked.

"Yeah..." replied Ross hoarsely. "Let's do it."

Ross had been meaning to get a piercing for a long time. Over a period of time, the others had talked him into more and more of them until he had decided to get both nipples, a reverse PA, a guiche piercing and a ladder up his dick. He had told Duncan that he wanted to do it the next time they played - turn it into a scene.

Duncan's next door neighbour, Ryan, owned a piercing studio/ tattoo parlour and had a small space set up at home. He knew how wild his neighbours were and was completely at ease with the chems - he knew Ross wanted the piercings and was unphased that the man would be wired when he was pierced.

Duncan and Ross pulled on a pair of shorts each, Duncan grabbed a Go Pro, and the two headed upstairs and out the door.

Ryan had insisted that the two come over to his place. It was clean, he had all his equipment and he was confident that he could control things there. He had no such confidence if he went to Alister and Duncan's play space.

When Ross and Duncan knocked on the door, he had been scheming how he could get Ross to try so much more than just a piercing. He opened the door and drank in the sight of the two studs in front of him. "Id fucking love to get Duncan in my clutches, too," he mused, shaking each of the men's hands and standing aside so that they could come inside. As they passed, he caught a whiff of their combined sweat and his cock lurched in his shorts.

He directed Ross to a shower cubicle to rinse off. "Mind if I set this up?" asked Duncan, showing Ryan the Go Pro. "The others want me to transmit this." he explained.

"No worries," replied Ryan, and showed him where to set it up. He fiddled with the settings and received a text telling him that the others could see what was going on on the big screen.

Ross emerged, and Ryan had him lay down on his table.

"Mind if I top him up, first?" asked Duncan, producing a rig and grinning at Ross.

Ryan shrugged as he got ready and Duncan walked over to where he was lying. Ross held out his arm and pumped his fist a few times. He was so vascular, he did not even need a tourniquet, and his veins bulged prominently as Duncan selected a vein. He got a register and emptied the contents of the syringe into Ross's vein. 

Ross soon coughed and was riding high as Ryan walked up to him.

"Just going to adjust these," he said, reaching over where Ross was lying. Before Ross knew it, both his arms were bound to the bench where Ryan had directed him only moments before. "Don't want you changing your mind!" he explained, giving Ross a light punch.

Ross was horny as all hell and his little head was doing all the thinking. He just shrugged and started humping the air, his dick swinging freely, sending small droplets of precum all over his upper legs and abs.

Ryan soon has his feet secured in the same way. He slowly ran a finger nail up each of Ross's soles, causing the bound man to jerk and spasm in his bonds.

"Don't worry man, I wont's do too much of that to you!" he explained and went back to his work bench.

"You ever tried saline infusions?" he asked the two men, while he was readying the piercing equipment.

He held a bag of saline aloft and arched an eye-brow in question.

Ross had been especially turned on watching Scott's scene earlier, and all his inhibitions had been nullified by the latest slam. He looked uncertain, so Ryan brought the saline and the drip over to where Ross lay. "It's really hot," he explained, "we insert this needle into your balls, and let the saline drain into them..."

Ross looked very uncertain. "Fuck, that would be so hot to watch," said Duncan, winking at Ryan. Ross still looked torn so Ryan pressed on, "We'll give it a go; you can always tell me to stop and we'll forget it and move onto the piercing."

Ross seemed satisfied with this and allowed Ryan to continue.

Duncan held some poppers to Ross's nose and let him take some deep breaths.

Ryan set two bags up - one for each ball - and slowly inserted first one needle and then the next.

"Just breathe," he instructed and continued with the procedure. Once the saline was draining into Ross's balls, he got the first piercings ready. He used an alcohol wipe on Ross's dick and put four bar piercings along the underside of Ross's cock, and a bar right under the glans. 

Ross was unsure which sensation was turning him on more - the piercings or the saline. He was still rushing. How much had Duncan given him, he wondered. He moaned as the sensations threatened to overwhelm him.

Next, Ryan used the stirrups to hoist Ross's legs up and gave him a guiche piercing between his arse and his balls. He observed that the saline was still draining into Ross's balls. "Everything ok?" he asked. All that Ross could do was grunt. "How much more is going in?" he asked, taking deep, steady breaths. "All of it," replied Ryan cryptically and continued with the piercing.

The next two would be painful. Especially since Ross's nipples looked puffy - they had clearly been played with recently; and played with hard. "You do know that you won't be able to play for a while?" he said, not waiting for a response. In truth, Ryan had lusted after Ross for years and nothing was going to deter him now that he had the stud in his grasp.

He used the forceps to grab Ross's right nipple and drove the needle into his tit. Ross hissed loudly and jerked in his bonds. "Easy," autioned Ryan. He had a good grip on the forceps, so there had been no risk to the piercing. Ross's head was swimming. He had jerked his legs, causing his guiche piercing to pull slightly. At the same time, his balls were now heavy and bloated from the saline, and the movement caused a rush of sensations to travel through his cock and balls. "Fuck they're heavy! I can feel them pulling with every move!" he exclaimed. His cock was rock hard and burped out a thick gob of pre-cum. The movement in his cock caused his cock piercings to pull as well. The two men smirked as they watched the sensations overtake the bound man.

Ryan secured the end to the barbell is Ross's right nipple before moving to the left. Ross had had a piercing in his left tit before so the procedure was even more painful on the left nipple. Ross loved it, though, and his cock was leaking constantly.

With the left tit done, Ryan moved to the reverse PA. This would be painful because the piercing actually travels through the head of the dick, rather than through the piss slit like a traditional PA.

Ross hissed and moaned as the needle pierced him, but he did not stop leaking and his dick remained hard.

Ryan cleaned up his work space while Duncan fed him from the pool of precum that was accumulating around his leaking cock. At the same time, he removed the needles from Ross's balls and watched to make sure that there was nothing amiss. "You'll have to remain here for a few minutes," he instructed, and went to dsipose of the used equipment.

"Fuck that was hot," said Duncan, leaning in for a deep kiss. Duncan stood on tip toes and fed his dick into Ross's mouth. He ran his fingers around each nipple and down to Ross's cock an to his balls, just lightly brushing his skin. Ross shuddered. Duncan bent down and licked up and down each of Ross's armpits, stopping every so often to kiss the bound man deeply.

"My turn," he said eventually and placed his rank pit over Ross's face and forced the man to kiss and suck for a good few minutes.

The two men made out for about ten minutes before Ryan returned and undid the restraints on Ross's arms and legs. "I'm going to lep you up," he cautioned, "your balls are going to feel very heacy. You may even leak slightly and you are going to have to walk a bit bow-legged. Be careful. They are going to be very sensitive. I can see you are a leaker, between the piercings and the saline, I wouldn't be surprised if you shoot your load."

With that, he helped Ross out of the chair. Ross's balls swung pendulously down underneath his body. He groaned and started to sink down. "Stay standing," ordered Ryan and pulled Ross upright. Ross was hissing and his breath was ragged.

Duncan brough his shorts over to him and he carefully stepped into them. Every time he bent down, he would bet sensations traveling through every piercing site and through his swollen balls. Duncan was in awe - this was the hottest scene he had witness that night.

Slowly, the two made their way back to the others.

Ross slowly made his way to the couch and joined Dan and Mitch.

Duncan and Alister were traditionally the doms in this group, which meant that the only person who was yet to be worked over was Andrew. "You right to do something?" Alister asked him.

"Fuck yeah," was the reply.

 

 

 

 

 

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Andrew liked to be edged when he played. He liked other things, too; but he liked to be hard and leaking throughout his sessions. He was one of those lucky guys who keeps his hard-on when he parties; although the odd shot of Caverject is also employed when he slams.

He was probably the heaviest user of the group - the rest could get away with smaller slams because they did not party frequently. Andrew liked to be completely out of it and spun when he partied.

He was standing in the centre of the room with nothing but a pair of heavy, soiled work socks encased in his steel cap boots.

He had his party supplies ready; and started with a double dose of Caverject to his dick. He loved the feeling of the needle going into his cock. If he could do piercing scenes every time he played, he'd be happy. Watching Ross get the saline into his balls had horned Andrew up something fierce. He was torn between whether he should do his edging and corporal punishment scene or a piercing scene. He settled on edging. "No piercing, guys..." he said to Duncan, thinking that it was settled.

He gave a rig to each of Alister and Duncan and they each put a tourniquet around one of Andrew's arms. They easily found a vein, pushed the needle into the skin and got a register. They released the tourniquets and slowly depressed the plungers, delivering a huge slam to Andrew's bloodstream.

They had put Slammin' Perverts onto the big screen and were watching as the men on film slammed at the beginning. Andrew coughed a few times and could feel the rush overcoming him. The other two gagged him with some sweaty socks and blindfolded him. Then they led him to the centre of the room and tied his hands to a hook suspended from the ceiling.

The other men who were in the room crowded around him and ran their hands all over his body, paying special attention to his cock, balls, nipples and ass. Andrew's cock was hard and leaking. Andrew could feel hands everywhere and was having difficulty distinguishing one from the other. Someone - he had no idea who - was polishing his shiny knob sending him spasming. Another hand roughly grabbed his balls and dragged them down, stopping him from moving. Two tongues - again, he could not tell whose - were teasing his nipples and armpits, and a third was eating out his ass. He felt a sound being worked down his dick. If he was totally honest, he was not a big fan of sounding, but he was hardly in a position to object. Whoever it was was almost lovingly inserting the sound and working it down his urethra. It was larger than he had taken previously, but not enough to hurt him.

He felt the tell tale pad being affixed to his balls, and an electrode being attached to the sound and knew what was coming next. He felt a harness of some description being fitted around his head and was momentarily confused. He felt the sweaty sock gag being worked out of his mouth. "What the fuck is that?" he asked. As he spoke, he felt the tell-tale signs of electricity in his cock and balls. "The harness around my head is a microphone and it feeds into the electro box," thought Andrew.

He then felt clover clamps being attached to his nipples and weights being attached to the clamps. He hissed as they swing. He heard someone adjust the box and the next time he hissed, it sent a jolt of power through his cock and balls.

Then there was total silence. He knew from the volume of the hiss and the resultant power surge through his body, he dared not ask anyone what was going on. He started to sweat as he tried to remain calm. There was no way he was asking... They would not win!

Andrew jerked away when he felt what must have been a riding crop being dragged along his skin. He felt the crop lift up the right hand nipple weights and then drop them down again. The brutal tug on his nipples caused him to groan, resulting in a surge of power through his cock and balls. He rapidly fought the urge to cry out. He felt the crop travelling to the next nipple and tensed in anticipation of the coming pain. He was so busy focusing on that, that he really jumped as felt a Waternberg Wheel being drawn across is back - from his neck, past his shoulder blades, under his arms and down his legs. He was so focused on the wheel, that he did not even feel the riding crop lifting the left nipple weight and dropping it. He dropped his left shoulder to compensate for the pain radiating through his nipple, groaning loudly. The movement of his torso caused the other nipple weight to swing wildly and his loud, protracted groan sent shocks through his cock and balls.

"All you need to do is agree to piercing and saline and we'll stop..." Duncan's voice... He was determined to resist.

He had precum pouring past the sound and the sweat was coming in small rivers off his body. He fought to remain still. The riding crop and Wartenberg Wheel were still doing their dastardly work when he heard a swish and a small wooden rod made a sharp cracking sound against his ass. Whoever was wielding the rod landed a quick flurry of blows all the way up and down his legs, both front and back. He was moving around a lot and crying out, which only made the pain worse. But his cock was still hard and leaking.

He felt the current stop through his cock and balls. Any relief was short-lived as he felt something being worked into his ass, an electrode being screwed to the toy in his ass, and a pad being attached to his inner thigh. He heard a noise and felt a small trickle of current travel through all the devices. He heard a loud swoosh followed by an even louder crack and he shouted into his microphone as the rod connected with his ass hard. He convulsed in his bonds as he almost shot his load from the stimulation.

"Perhaps we should try something else..." someone said. Mitch's voice it sounded like. He felt the harness being removed from his head. "We'll plug the units into the audio out of the amplifier and put some porn on." - Duncan's voice this time. Andrew felt himself being turned around and his blindfold was removed.

On the screen, an incredibly muscular man was being worked over. The image on the screen read "30 Minutes of Torment." As the top worked the bound stud over, the men did the same to Andrew. Each time the bound stud on screen cried out, Andrew felt a surge of power in his ass and through his cock and balls and he would groan as he felt driven closer and closer to orgasm.

He felt Mitch slip behind him work some lube into his hole. He slowly worked first one finger, then two, followed by three and finally four. "Here it comes, stud," - Mitch's voice. Mitch worked his thumb and then his whole hand into Andrew's hole. Andrew groaned. While this was happening, he felt the suction cups removed and some eagle talon tit clamps attached to his sensitive nubs. "Aaaah" he cried - but his treacherous cock burped out another load of precum. It was quickly scooped up and fed into his mouth.

Mitch found his prostate and lightly scratched his fingernail over it. Andrew was jerking and spasming under the onslaught. While this was happening, someone had his cock in a vice grip - every movement would send jolts of pleasure through his whole body as the head of his dick was rubbed and manipulated by a sticky, slippery hand.

IN the meantime, he felt a tongue lapping up at his exposed pits, driving him wild. "I'm gonna cum..." he cried and immediately, he felt the hand in his arse stop its assault on his prostate, and the hand tormenting his cock was withdrawn completely. He jerked around in his bonds as a futilely tried to wring an orgasm out of his dick. Once he had regrouped, the assault started again. And each time he was edged close to orgasm, the stimulation would immediately stop.

Scott walked up to Andrew and removed his blindfold. He held a timer up to Andrew's face. "We will set the timer for ten minutes. During that time, we will tease your cock, balls, ass. Nothing is off limits - we will do whatever we feel like. At the end of the ten minutes, we'll give you ten firm strokes of your dick. If you get to cum; we'll let you down from your bondage. If you do not get to cum, we'll then spend ten minutes torturing your nipples, cock and balls. At the end of that ten minutes, we start the edging again etc. until you either pass out or you cum or you agree to the piercing scene..." Andrew's Adam's apple bounced up and down as he swallowed and contemplated this latest development.

Scott placed the timer where Andrew could see it and started to suck and lick Andrew's nipples. Mitch started to work his finger back into Andrew's ass and stimulated his prostate. Duncan slowly teased Andrew's cock, occasionally taking each ball into his mouth. It was driving Andrew insane with sexual need. After ten minutes, at the end of which Andrew was begging to be allowed to cum, Scott gripped his cock and gave ten firm strokes...

One... Two... Three... Oh fuck yeah, he could feel the cum boiling in his nuts... Four... Five... Six... There was just not enough stimulation to make him actually climax... Seven... Eight... Nine... Ten. Scott's hand immediately left Andrew's cock with the bound man spasmodically jerking his cock in the air leaving a trail of precum in its wake.

"You know what this means..." - he felt a parachiute being attached to his balls and weight being applied to his balls. At the same time, he felt the clamps being reattached to his nipples and the rod being whacked against his back, butt and his legs. The more he jerked, the more his weighted nipples and balls sent jolts of pain through his whole body. After a minute or two of this, he he felt pads being attached to his legs and balls and the unmistakable buzz of electricity being fed through his nuts and his cock. He felt the toy being worked into his hole. Someone else had a pair of the loofah gloves that people use for exfoliating and was savagely rubbing, pulling and tweaking all of Andrew's exposed flesh making him yelp and cry out under the onslaught.

Any impending orgasm had now been completely denied and any residual horniness had been killed off. At the end of the ten minutes, Andrew was hoarse from his shouting. The timer was reset and he felt the erotic touch of Scott on his cock and balls again. The touch was light, almost imperceptible. Andrew was soon almost insane with need again but each time he was close to cumming, Scott would stop and let him simmer down. "All you need to do to be released from this is to agree to a piercing and saline session..." Mitch whispered in his ear, as Scott did his work.

"Fuck no, I can't..." whimpered Andrew as he felt Scott polish his sensitive glans.

This was now the third round of this cycle and Andrew was covered in a layer of sweat and he was going crazy with the need to cum. The timer beeped and Scott wrapped his hand firmly around Andrew's dick.

The cycle started to repeat itself...

One... Two... he could feel the cum boiling in his nuts... Three... Four... surely it would happen this time... Five... Six... But what if he did not cum.... Seven... he could not possibly go through this again... Eight... Another session of the torture would kill him... Nine... "OK, OK, OK!" screamed Andrew, "I'll do it, I'll do the piercing and the saline!"

All stimulation immediately stopped and the men all helped Andrew out of his bondage...

 

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Lots of fun!