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Scott sighed, and pulled his arm in to rearrange his "dixie cup"
hat to a more rakish angle. He gazed at the taillights
disappearing into the darkness of the road. "Shit" he thought to
himself as the third car to pass him disappeared completely. "I'm
never going to get back to base on time." He sat down on his
duffle bag and sighed again. Slowly he looked around him in the
gloom. The roadway was completely empty. His first hitch had
dropped him off here, in the middle of nowhere when Scott had
politely, but firmly, refused the guy's proposition to "...suck
your pretty sailor cock." Scott pulled off the "dixie cup" and
stuffed it into the duffle bag. Reaching up, he began to brush
back the blond hair that was just now beginning to grow back from
the stubble it had been all during basic.

Yawning, Scott absent mindedly let his hand drop to his crotch
and began to massage the bulge it found there. "What a jerk I am"
he thought silently as he continued the massage. "Here I am
sitting in the middle of fucking nowhere. My ass is going to be
in real trouble if I get back late." Scott stood up and began to
straighten his uniform. He smiled shyly to himself. He liked the
way he looked in his uniform. In fact, it was the uniform, with
the thirteen button pants and "dixie cup" hat that had attracted
him to the Navy rather than any other branch of the military. He
looked up and down the dark road and sighed. "I should have let
that guy suck me off" he thought, as he once again reached down
to his crotch and began to knead and massage his cock and balls.
"I don't know why I didn't" he mused "God knows I'm horny."
Scott's breathing deepened as his cock responded and the bulge
grew larger, his thoughts wandering over images of the man
sucking his cock. "Whew" he spoke softly as he imagined a warm
mouth sliding up and down the shaft of his cock. The image
abruptly changed and he was kneeling in front of his buddy in
basic, his own mouth moving silently up and down a velvety cock
shaft. He shook his head and obliterated the image. Reaching over
with his other hand he pinched a nipple through the cloth of his
jumper.

Looking carefully around him, he spotted a low fence about 100
feet from the roadway. He gazed again up and down the road, but
there was no hint of a car in sight. He picked up his duffle bag
and walked towards the fence. Setting the duffle against one of
the fence posts, he turned around and looked carefully into the
darkness to make sure that he was alone. Satisfied, he leaned
back against the rails and started again to fondle his cock which
was now partially erect. He fingered first one and then the other
of his nipples with his free hand. "Umm" he moaned softly as the
pleasure began to warm him. Standing up, he pulled his jumper
off, laying it carefully over the rail. Then he pulled off the
white undershirt and laid it on top of the jumper. He continued
to squeeze his cock and balls, while his other hand brushed
against his now naked nipples. He fingered each of the light
brown aureoles, which responded by growing into tiny mountains
raised up against the flatness of his pectorals. His hand brushed
down his chest, across the ripples of his stomach and stopped to
explore the light hair around his navel. Scott was pleased with
his well muscled body. He had worked hard in high school to build
himself up. His cheeks flamed warm in the darkness as his memory
flashed an image of himself standing naked in front of the mirror
in his bedroom, admiring his physique. Scott sometimes was
embarrassed by the pleasure he took in his own body. "Aah" he
whispered softly as a small moist spot appeared through the cloth
of his trousers. Working quickly, he undid each of the thirteen
buttons, a thought raced through his head "Each one represents a
state in the original colonies" he heard one of his instructors
drone. He giggled as the panel fell forward after the last button
was undone. He unsnapped the waistband and pushed the pants down
past his knees. His cock, now fully erect, poked through the fly
of his boxer shorts. He shoved his shorts down on top of his
trousers, his cock snapping back against his belly with a light
smack as it became free of the shorts. He leaned back against the
railing.

Slowly and rhythmically he pulled the skin back and forth over
the head. As more crystalline fluid oozed from the tip of his
cock he rubbed it into the head and down the shaft. His other
hand continued to explore first his chest, his fingers pinching
each nipple, then once again brushing the light down around his
navel and then traveling down to his balls, which hung low in the
sac beneath the outstretched cock. He tenderly squeezed his
balls, and more of the sex fluid oozed out and down his shaft.
His breathing deepened at the growing pleasure. The evening was
warm, and Scott began to sweat slightly. He reached up with his
free hand and wiped his brow, his other hand continued to message
and manipulate the now fully hardened organ.

His thoughts wandered almost aimlessly over familiar scenes, he
had jacked off that time he had stood admiring his physique in
the mirror; then the countless other times lying in bed in his
own bedroom at home; the time he had discovered his brother and
his friends in a circle jerk and had been allowed to join; his
cheeks again flushed warm as he thought of the time the coach had
discovered him jacking off in the bushes behind the storage shed
at school. The familiar pressures began to build as he remembered
how the coach had reached over and knocked away his hand and then
grabbed his cock to take over the rhythmic pumping. Suddenly,
Scott once again stood away from the fence, throwing his head
back, and thrusting his hips forward, he drew a deep breath and
exhaled in a hiss through clenched teeth. "Aah" he gasped, as a
ribbon of thick white cream exploded from the end of his cock.
"Oh, God" he moaned as he fell back against the railing, grabbing
it with each hand to steady himself as his now freed cock
continued to spurt ribbon after ribbon of cum into the darkness.
He sighed deeply as the pumping of his cock slowed and then
stopped altogether, with only a small globule of cum oozing
silently out of the tip. He reached down and wiped the glob away
with his finger. He hesitated for a moment, then, shrugging his
shoulders, he licked the finger with his tongue. "Hmm" he spoke
softly to himself "tastes kind of nutty." His musings stopped
with a start as he heard the sound of an automobile engine in the
distance. He quickly pulled up his shorts and pants, buttoning
them haphazardly. Grabbing his shirts, and the duffle bag, he
sprinted for the road as the headlights of an automobile cut into
the darkness.

Glen tried unsuccessfully to stifle a yawn, and with one hand
gripping the wheel, rubbed his tired eyes with the other. He
blinked his eyes a few times to refocus them. As his lights
picked up the figure running towards the road, he drew in a sharp
breath, all of his senses now wakening rapidly. His eyes, now
fully alert, drew in the figure of the boy as he reached the side
of the road, and raised his arm to catch the oncoming vehicle's
attention. "Wake up" he muttered, as he elbowed the figure
sleeping peacefully beside him.

"Huh", the figure moaned "what is it" he spoke as he straightened
up in the seat, rubbing the sleep from his eyes.

"Nothing much," Glen answered, "just a half naked boy standing by
the side of the road."

"What" Jim responded, becoming immediately alert, and peering
down the road ahead, searching for, and finding the boy standing
there.

Both men carefully scrutinized the youthful figure in front of
them. The boy appeared to be about 17 or 18. Glen took his foot
off the gas pedal in preparation for a slow stop. Each man
continued his silent evaluation. Shirtless, the boy revealed a
well muscled, but lithe torso, the skin tight sailor pants hugged
slender hips and well proportioned legs. As the van glided to a
stop beside the boy, they saw that, besides the blond hair, there
was a light brown down circling his navel. His eyes, blue off to
green sparkled as he smiled, creating dimples in his cheeks that
were a blush of rose sprinkled with freckles. Jim cleared his
throat and glanced an acknowledgement over to Glen "This kid is
beautiful." Glen rolled his eyes skyward, indicating receipt of
the silent message.

"Hi," Scott spoke with enthusiasm.

"Hi," Jim responded, "kind of late for a hike isn't it?"

The boy giggled, "Yeah, I guess it is." Scott responded to the
humor in the remark. "Actually, I was kind of hoping I might be
able to get a lift" he looked hopefully at the men in the cab of
the van. The van was one of those paneled jobs, with one seat for
the driver and passengers, and the rest of the van an enclosed
storage place for carrying loads.

Glen leaned across Jim, "Where you going" he asked innocently.

"Well," Scott responded "I'm trying to get back to base. You see,
I was on my first leave out of basic, and kind of lost track of
time. So I was on my way back." Scott stopped, and looked
sheepish, absentmindedly, he reached over and rubbed his still
hard nipples. Aware that the boy was preoccupied at talking to
Jim, Glen rolled his eyes up at this innocent but very sexy act.
His heart began to beat a little quicker. "God Damn," he thought
to himself, as he stared at the boy, his eyes fixating on the
erect nipples of Scott's chest," this kid is a real winner."

"Also," Scott continued "I kind of spent all my money, so I had
to hitch, anyway the last ride I got dropped me here, and I've
been waiting and hoping for another ride ever since." Scott
finished, thinking how stupid he must seem.

"This is kind of far from the main highway" Jim stated, and both
men noticed that the boy was blushing furiously. "Anyway," Jim
spoke as he got out of the van, "We'll be happy to give you a
lift as far as we can"

"Oh" Scott responded happily, "that's great, even if you drop me
at the highway that will be closer than here" As Scott started to
set his jumper down and put on his undershirt, Jim grabbed both
shirts and the duffle bag.

"I'll just throw these in the back, you get on inside" he spoke
quickly as he walked to the back of the van.

"Uh," Scott spoke softly, as he watched his shirts and duffle
slip around the back of the van. "Ok" and he climbed into the
seat beside the driver. The other man slammed the back door shut
and returned to climb in beside the boy.

"My name's Jim" he spoke in a friendly manner, extending his
hand.

"I"m Scott" Scott responded.

"This is Glen" Jim indicated as Scott turned to the driver, who
was also extending his hand in a friendly gesture.

"Hi Scott," he spoke with a smile.

"Hi," Scott shook the extended hand and grinned "I'm sure glad
you guys came by. I figured that I'd be here all night"

Glen engaged the clutch and guided the van back onto the road.
Scott smiled, somewhat nervously, as Jim's leg brushed close to
his own and stayed nestled against it.

"You like the Navy," Jim asked pleasantly, his eyes sweeping down
from Scott's face to his crotch, where he momentarily surveyed
the bulge, taking a silent inventory of the equipment covered by
the dark blue cloth.

"Yeah, its not so bad" Scott answered truthfully.

"Where you from" Glen asked with real interest.

"Iowa," Scott answered, pleased that anyone was really
interested.

"Jesus", Jim exclaimed, "Iowa? Isn't that a hell of a long way
from the ocean?"

"Well," Scott replied, blushing in the darkness at the real
reason he had joined the Navy, "yeah, I guess so. But I wanted to
see something besides wheat fields."

"How long was basic?" Glen continued.

Jim continued his silent survey of the boy, his eyes sweeping
down Scott's thighs. As he spotted a familiar white glob on the
knee of Scott's pants, he glanced up at Glen and motioned with
his eyes. Glen looked briefly down and then back to Jim, who
raised his eyebrows in silent reply.

"Well, first there was three months of basic, and then three
months of advanced basic," Scott replied, unaware of the silent
communication that had gone on between the men. "Like I said,
this was my first real leave."

"God" Jim responded, "you must be horny as hell"

"Huh," Scott replied nervously,"well, I, uh, um" his voice
trailing off in embarrassment, as Jim picked up the glob from
Scott's knee to rub it between his fingers, a familiar odor
slightly scenting the air.

"Hey," Jim spoke earnestly "listen, we've both been in the
military, we know what it's like. Ain't nothing to be ashamed of"
he smiled at Scott.

"Yeah," Scott spoke softly, "I mean, I, uh." his voice trailed
off again as his face grew redder.

Jim reached over and fondled the bulge in Scott's crotch, "You
still horny?" Jim asked, as the bulge grew slightly larger in
response to the touch.

"Uh," Scott spoke haltingly, his thoughts racing. "Shit, now what
am I going to do?" he asked himself remembering the previous
ride. "not really" he offered tentatively.

"Oh?" Glen responded with sarcasm, pointing down to the very
large bulge in Scott's crotch, which was responding to Jim's
careful massaging.

"Well," Scott offered lamely "maybe a little."

"Relax, Scott" Glen replied, "like Jim said, we've both been in
the service, in fact we were both in the Navy" he hoped the lie
sounded sincere.

"Really?" Scott responded, hoping for a change in the subject,
even though Jim's hand continued to explore his crotch.

"Yeah," Jim answered, removing his hand from Scott's crotch, he
lightly brushed the back of it against Scott's chest, lingering
at the nipples. "we know what it's like to go through basic and
end up so horny you could cum for a week and not feel any
better."

Scott gulped, and took a sharp breath at Jim's bluntness.

"Listen" Jim continued, his hand now sweeping down to the
waistband of Scott's trousers, his fingers gliding beneath the
cloth to lightly brush the topmost pubic hairs it encountered,
"we've got plenty of time, why don't we pull over and go in back
and help you out a little?"

Scott's eyes widened at the proposition, his heart racing in a
mixture of excitement and nervousness. He drew another deep
breath.

"You know," Glen offered, "just to have a little fun." he was
already steering the van off of the road and onto an unpaved path
leading away into the darkness.

"I don't know" Scott began, even though his own juices were
beginning to rise in reaction to the sexual tension growing in
the van.

The van slowed to a stop in the darkness.

"Well," Glen asked. Jim had removed his hand from the waistband
of Scott's trousers and was staring expectantly at Scott.

Scott looked first at Glen, and then at Jim. "Shit," he spoke
determinedly, "why not."

Both Glen and Jim smiled broadly. "Let's go" Jim urged as he got
out of the passenger seat.

"Come on" Glen added, his hand reaching up to tenderly squeeze
Scott's shoulder, as he got out of the driver's seat.

Scott shrugged his shoulders and slid over the seat to follow
Jim. The two men and the boy proceeded to the back of the van,
where Jim opened the back doors and reached in to turn on a
light. Scott let out an involuntary gasp as he saw the interior.

Instead of a barren storage compartment, the floor of the van was
fully carpeted, and mirrors ringed the sides. In the glow of the
light, the interior seemed warm and inviting. As they climbed
into the van, Scott's eyes widened in amazement. A television
nestled in one corner of the van, and a bar sat in another
corner.

"Neat, huh?" Jim offered. In the light, Scott could see his
companions clearly for the first time. Jim was about his height,
with curly dark hair, green eyes and an almost olive complexion.
He was very handsome, Scott thought to himself. He looked over to
Glen. Glen was bigger than either Scott or Jim, built kind of
like a ballplayer, with dark blond hair, light blue eyes and
strong masculine features.

"Yeah" Scott answered as he continued to survey the interior. His
eyes stopped at the pair of fleece lined cuffs that dangled from
the ceiling of the van. "What's that?" he asked pointing upward.

"That" Glen responded, "nothing much, it just adds a little spice
to the game. You know, a little something extra for a really good
time."

"You know" Jim offered in explanation, "a little fantasy trip to
make things interesting."

"Fantasy?" Scott asked quizzically, becoming a little excited at
the notion.

"Uh huh" Glen replied, "fantasy, like a game, you know,like to
pretend that you`re a POW, or a pledge, or something." his own
cock was growing in anticipation of the session to come.

"Or maybe a slave in a male harem" Jim offered, his own cock now
hard pressed against his jeans.

Scott was growing more and more excited at the prospect. "Well, I
don't know" he mused softly, "it's kind of weird, you know?"

"It may be weird" Glen answered, "but that don't seemed
bothered." he ended, brushing against the hardon now outlined
against the panel of Scott's pants.

"No," Scott spoke quietly "I guess it isn't" he looked down shyly
at the floor of the van.

"Well?" Jim questioned.

Scott looked up at the two, shrugged his shoulders and responded,
"What the hell, why not?"

Not wanting any change of heart, the two men quickly took hold of
each of Scott's arms and raised them to the cuffs where they
enclosed the boy's wrists and locked the fasteners.

Scott was now kneeling, his arms raised high above his head.
First he tested one and then the other arm, he was secured snugly
in the restraints. Glen reached over and began to message Scott's
chest, feeling the muscles of the boy's stomach, fingers lightly
pinching each nipple, the back of his hand gliding up to rub
tenderly under Scott's chin. Scott's hardon pressed tightly
against the panel of his pants, a small moist spot appearing
through the fabric.

"Lets help him out of those things" Jim suggested lightly.
Reaching over he unsnapped the first of the thirteen buttons.
"Um, let's see, yeah, I think I remember, goodbye Rhode Island."

Glen softly hummed "I love New York" as he started to unsnap the
buttons on the opposite side of the panel. In a moment the panel
fell forward. Reaching over, Glen quickly unsnapped the waistband
buttons.

"Here, put your legs out in front of you" Jim ordered. Scott
responded by unbending his legs and sticking them out in front of
him as he sat on the floor of the van. Jim then took hold of
Scott's trousers at the cuffs and pulled them free, tossing them
in the corner of the van on top of Scott's other things.

Scott's face once again burned in embarrassment as he looked down
to his cock which was protruding once again through the fly of
his shorts.

"Ummm" Glen whispered softly, "that's sure pretty" he added as he
reached over to softly stroke Scott's cock. A drop of liquid
appeared at the tip, which Glen rubbed gently over the head.

Scott took a deep breath and moaned softly at the pleasure his
cock was feeling.

Glen smiled and reached up with both hands to the waistband of
Scott's shorts, which he then pulled down and free, tossing them
lightly on top of the pile in the corner.

Both men stood back to survey the now completely naked boy.
Slowly their eyes swept down Scott's body, from the blond hair
that glowed silvery in the dim light; past the finely chiseled
face, with a hint of rose at the cheeks, cheeks which probably
only recently had seen a razor; down the smooth neck to the well
muscled, yet lithe chest with the two light brown aureoles and
the fine light brown down that surrounded the navel; then
following the trail of that down as it disappeared into the light
brown tuft that crowned the boy's cock and balls. The cock itself
was large, maybe 8 or 9 inches in length, and 2 to 3 inches in
girth. It was the most beautiful piece of uncut meat that either
man had ever seen.

Jim reached over and grabbed the cock, moving the skin back and
forth over the head. Scott moaned softly at the increased
pleasure his cock was feeling. Closing his eyes, Scott gave in to
the warmth that was slowly creeping down his thighs and up his
belly. He relaxed completely and hung limply from the restraints.
"Hsss" he hissed through clenched teeth at the mounting pleasure.
More of the crystal liquid oozed silently from the tip of his
cock, oiling the fingers that were carefully massaging him.

Jim stopped and removed his hand from Scott's cock. Scott looked
up and smiled wanly. "God" he spoke in ernest "that felt great."

Jim and Glen smiled, and then began to strip off their own
clothes. Scott's eyes widened as he watched each of the men
strip. Jim unbuttoned his shirt and dropped it to the floor
below, revealing a smooth, tanned chest that was also well
muscled, with two dark brown nipples that now stood out from his
chest in excitement. Unbuckling his belt, he shoved his jeans
down and off, his cock bouncing up once freed of the cloth. He
was wearing no underwear. His cock was large, with a mushroom
shaped head, and his balls hung pendulously in their sac. He,
like Scott was hairless, in fact the only significant difference,
other than age, was that he was cut smooth.

Scott looked over at Glen who was just pulling his pants off, to
drop them in a pile on the floor. Glen, unlike Jim, had a fine
coat of hair that covered a well muscled chest. His pubic hair
was dark blond, and his cock was large, well formed, and like
Scott's, uncut. Scott noticed that Glen's foreskin still covered
the head of his cock, even though it was completely erect. His
balls, slightly smaller than Jim's, hung low in their sac. Scott
noticed that one hung a little lower than the other, and he
giggled remembering a ditty he had heard in high school.

"What's so funny" Glen asked with a smile.

"Oh, nothing," Scott lied.

Jim reached over to a large box which sat on the side of the van.
He opened it and pulled out two more fleece lined cuffs. Handing
one to Glen, both men began to fasten the cuffs to Scott's
ankles. Then, Jim turned towards the front of the van and pulled
two chains from a hiding place in the carpeting. Pulling these
taut, he attached each to one of the cuffs on Scott's ankles.

"Why are you doing that" Scott asked, a little worried.

"Listen kid," Glen answered "if you want a complete fantasy, then
its got to be as real as you can make it. This will make sure
that you are really tied up."

"Oh," Scott answered softly.

Jim pulled the chains that were now attached to Scott's ankles,
and slowly Scott's legs were raised above the floor. Jim watched
and at the proper point, cinched up the chain. Scott was now
hanging suspended from the roof of the van, and from the chains
that held his legs in front of him. His cock jutted defiantly
from his middle, and his balls hung free beneath him.

"Well, now" Glen offered "I think that you should be punished for
giggling without permission."

"Huh" Scott spoke with a start.

"Yeah" Jim added, "you need to be punished for giggling when you
shouldn't have."

"What, "Scott pleaded nervously, "I didn't mean anything by it"

"Too late for that kid" Glen spoke in mock seriousness. Turning
to Jim he asked "What do you think?"

Jim looked over to Scott and shook his head in mock disgust.
"Well, only one thing I can think of to teach him his manners"

Scott was looking from one to the other men,hoping for some sign
of humor, that this was just a joke.

Glen nodded, "Yep, only one thing to do."

Scott was agitated, and started to pull at his restraints. "What,
I mean, I didn't do anything"

Jim looked over coldly, then turning to Glen "Yep, guess we'll
have to do it", he continued to look sourly at Scott.

Scott blinked his eyes, his heart pounding.

"Torture?" Glen suggested.

Scott's eyes widened and he drew in a sharp breath.

Jim nodded "Yep, torture."

"Hey," Scott pleaded, "wait a minute, please, I mean, don't do
anything, I mean I didn't mean anything, please." Scott was
frantically pulling at his restraints.

Suddenly both men began to laugh uproariously.

"What?" Scott was confused.

"It ain't what you think Scott" Jim spoke, his eyes tearing from
the laughter. "Were going to give you milking torture."

"What's that" Scott asked, still a little nervous, though
somewhat relieved at the men's laughter.

"We're going to milk your cock, you know, make you cum, as many
times as we can." Glen spoke with a smile.

Scott sighed in relief,"Oh."

"It only borders on torture, of a very pleasant kind, when the
person being tortured doesn't think that they can possibly cum
again, and their cock begs to be left alone." Jim explained.

Glen had moved next to Scott and reaching up with one hand he
began to message Scott's chest, feeling the hardened nipples,
brushing lightly against the light brown down, tracing a finger
along the ridges of his stomach muscles, and brushing down to
stroke Scott's pubic hairs. Glen smiled at Scott, and his hand
moved silently down Scott's thigh and then, taking forefinger and
thumb, he encircled Scott's balls and pulled them lightly against
their sac.

Scott moaned softly, and another drop of crystal liquid oozed out
of the head of his cock. Glen released Scott's nuts and with one
finger rubbed the oil that now dripped slowly down Scott's
cockshaft into the shaft, and over the head, stopping momentarily
to finger the opening. Taking Scott's cock fully in his hand,
Glen began to slowly move the skin up and down in careful
masturbation of the boy.

"Ooh" Scott uttered quietly as the familiar warmth enveloped his
cock. He began to slowly thrust his cock in rhythm with Glen's
stroking.

Leaning over Scott, Glen bent down and began to lick the tip of
Scott's cock, thrusting his tongue between the foreskin and
cockhead. Then, pulling the skin back along the shaft to expose
the head completely, he took the head in his mouth and began to
suck and tongue Scott's cock, moving his mouth up and down the
hardened shaft.

"Aah, hsssh" Scott moaned and sucked in air between clenched
teeth. Slowly he moved his head from side to side, eyes closed,
abandoning himself to the mounting pleasure.

Jim crawled under Scott's legs and positioned himself between
them. Reaching up with both hands, he began to knead and message
Scott's butt. Scott opened his eyes momentarily at this new
sensation, but quickly closed them, giving himself up again to
the pleasure Glen was giving his cock. Jim continued to massage
Scott's butt, leaning forward occasionally to lick the skin.
Taking both of his thumbs, he spread open the crack of Scott's
ass to expose the rosy opening. He leaned forward and began to
tongue the opening, which contracted in pleasure at each touch.
Scott blinked his eyes open at this new pleasure.

"Oh God," he uttered,his heart pounding with mounting excitement.


Jim continued to lick the boy's asshole, his tongue darting into
the opening, and around it. His hands continued to message
Scott's butt.

Glen continued to suck Scott's cock. With one hand he stroked his
own cock, and with the other he reached up to brush against
Scott's chest. With forefinger and thumb, he lightly pinched
first one and then the other of Scott's nipples.

"Aah, shit" Scott moaned as his stomach muscles hardened in
contraction.

Glen felt the cords in Scott's cock harden. Quickly he pulled his
head back releasing Scott's cock from his mouth. Releasing his
own cock, he reached up so that he could take both of Scott's
nipples in his hands, and continued to pinch them lightly.

At the same time, Jim's tongue felt Scott's asshole contract, and
he leaned back just as Scott thrust his cock stabbing into the
air.

"Aaah" Scott moaned loudly, as his cock spurt load after load of
thick white cum, sending it spattering against his belly and
thighs.

Glen stopped pinching Scott's nipples and grabbed his own cock
and started to stroke it furiously. Jim crawled out from between
Scott's legs and stood over him, opposite Glen. He too was
pumping his own cock.

"Shit" Glen cried out as his cock erupted and ribbons of cum shot
over Scott's chest.

Jim threw his own head back and moaned as his cock shot load
after load of cum in shotgun fashion over the boy's heaving
chest.

All three now were silent, breathing deeply, the hard pumping of
their cocks beginning to slow to a stop. Glen's eyes were closed
as he continued to squeeze the last bit of cum out of his cock.
Jim was rubbing his chest and fingering his nipples with one hand
as he pinched the head of his cock with his other hand. Scott
hung limply in his bindings, his cock continuing to quiver
slightly as it lay against his belly. A small drop of cum oozed
out of the tip of his cock. Slowly he opened his eyes.

"Wow" he uttered softly. Then smiling up at the two men on either
side of him, added "that was great."

Glen smiled down at Scott and reached over to message the cum
into Scott's chest, as Jim reached up to brush the dampened hair
from Scott's forehead.

"Liked that, did you?" Jim spoke, smiling at Scott. He continued
to brush Scott's forehead with his fingers, and then moved his
hand down to brush lightly against Scott's cheeks.

"God, yes" Scott spoke enthusiastically. "I've never come like
that before."

"Just think" Glen offered as he absentmindedly continued to rub
Scott's chest, "we've got the whole night ahead of us."

"Huh?" Scott asked, a little confused.

"Yeah," Jim added, "this was only the first come of the evening."


"But," Scott started to protest half heartedly.

"Maybe he thought we were kidding" Glen spoke to Jim, "about
milking torture."

"But I've already come" Scott answered.

"Baby" Jim spoke softly to Scott as he leaned forward to look
directly into the boy's blue-green eyes, his hand brushing
tenderly through Scott's hair, "you've just begun to come."

Scott looked back into Jim's green eyes for any sign that this
was but another joke. Jim leaned back, and Scott looked from one
to the other. His heart was pounding. The rose in his cheeks
spread as he acknowledged his own mounting excitement, and at the
realization, as his eyes swept down first Jim's body and then
Glen's, that he was attracted to both men.

Jim reached over to tousle Scott's hair again, "Let's see, how
should we bring him off next" he mused as Glen began to lick the
remaining cum from Scott's chest, pausing to suck tenderly at
each of Scott's nipples.

Scott's breathing deepened once again as his cock began to harden
in response to Glen's tongueing of his chest and nipples. "Ummn"
he uttered quietly, his eyes once again closed in concentration
of the pleasure he was again feeling.

"Let's give him a tongue bath" Jim suggested to Glen, as he moved
down to where Scott's ankles were held in restraint.

"Um," Glen answered as he sat back on his heels, "that sounds
like a great idea." he concluded, getting up on his knees and
moving down to position himself opposite Jim.

Scott raised his head to look down his chest to where both men
stood by his upraised ankles.

Both men leaned over and began to lick and suck on Scott's ankles
and lower legs. Moving slowly up Scott's legs, Jim concentrated
on the underside of his calves, while Glen carefully licked his
shins. With their tongues, both men carefully washed Scott's
legs, and then moved to his thighs. Scott giggled as Jim's tongue
darted behind his knees. His giggling turned to a soft moan as
Jim's tongue washed up his thighs to his butt, where he carefully
licked and washed the crack of Scott's ass, his tongue darting in
and out lightly touching the rosy opening hidden within. Glen
carefully washed the top of Scott's thighs. Licking the hair on
the inner part of the thighs, but carefully avoiding touching
Scott's balls.

Jim's tongue washed up to join Glen in carefully washing the hair
on the inner thighs. Then each carefully began to lick Scott's
scrotum, washing each of his balls and then moving to tongue each
side of Scott's hardened cock.

"Aah, ummm" Scott moaned, his cock lightly quivering at the
pleasure it was receiving. Once again the crystal liquid oozed
silently from it's tip.

Jim and Glen's tongues met momentarily as they shared the crystal
liquid that pooled on the boy's belly. Then they began to tongue
Scott's chest, Jim's tongue darted into Scott's navel, as Glen
carefully washed the light brown down that surrounded it. Jim
then moved underneath Scott to wash his back, his tongue starting
where it had left off from washing his ass. Tenderly, Jim washed
Scott's lower back as Glen proceeded to lick the muscles of his
belly, moving quietly up Scott's chest, he continued his licking,
washing the pectorals and sucking at each of the nipples.

"Hsssh" Scott hissed in response to this newly found pleasure.
"Oh, God" he spoke softly his whole body quivering with mounting
excitement.

Jim moved slowly up Scott's back, stopping to carefully lick his
shoulder blades and then on to wash the back of his neck and
shoulders. Meanwhile Glen moved up to Scott's neck, his tongue
carefully washing the velvety skin of Scott's throat. Jim crawled
out from beneath Scott, and began to tongue one of Scott's ears,
as Glen licked the other.

"Uhh" Scott moaned as he moved his head quietly from side to
side.

Leaving his ears, both men began to lick Scott's cheeks, up the
side of his face to his temples, and across his forehead, pausing
to lick carefully at his closed eyelids, then down to his mouth,
where Jim pressed his lips to Scott's, and as Scott's mouth
opened in response, jammed his tongue into the opening to embrace
Scott's tongue. Jim raised his eyebrows as Scott's tongue drove
into his own mouth. Raising his head, he motioned silently to
Glen, who took his place and drove his tongue into the boy's
mouth only to find that Scott's tongue was driving into his own
mouth. Glen silently raised his head and looked across to Jim,
who was smiling.

Scott opened his eyes, his cheeks once again aflame in rose, his
breathing coming in short gasps as he fully realized his own
passion in this "game". His mind reeled in a confusion of
pleasure, guilt, and awareness that the almost electrical feeling
that had come when his tongue first touched theirs was something
that he wanted, something that he needed.

Both men said nothing, but leaned forward to suck silently at
each of Scott's nipples, and then with their tongues to wash down
his chest to where his cock lay hard across his belly. Slowly
they began to lick Scott's cock, moving silently up and down the
shaft, first one and then the other pausing momentarily to dart
their tongue into the opening at the tip of the cockhead, seeming
to search for the clear oil it was hiding.

Scott's breathing became deeper, he moaned softly.

Both men continued to tongue the boy's cock that was now
quivering and began to raise up from where it lay, straining
after their touch. First Jim and then Glen took a turn at sucking
at the cockhead. Glen pulled up the foreskin with his teeth to
pinch it closed over the head of Scott's cock.

"Uh" Scott groaned deeply.

Glen released the foreskin, and pushed his tongue between
foreskin and cockhead, tenderly washing the sensitive inner skin.
He then withdrew his tongue, and joined Jim in once again licking
up and down the shaft.

"Oooh" Scott moaned in a prolonged moment of ecstasy and then his
entire body shuddered, he raised his hips and his cock erupted,
spewing ribbon after ribbon of cum to land haphazardly over his
belly,chest, and as his cock continued to spurt, spattering his
cum over both Jim and Glen's faces.

"Ah,ah, uh," Scott cried out, raising his head to look at his own
cock that continued to spew his cum. As the last bit of cum was
squeezed from his nuts to dribble onto his belly, he sighed
deeply and let his head fall back to dangle limply, his chest
heaving as he breathed.

Jim and Glen wiped the boy's cum from their faces and grinned at
one another. Silently they watched as Scott hung limply in the
restraints, his breathing deep, his body now covered in a thin
coating of sweat that glistened in the dim light. Scott's body
shuddered slightly. A small rivulet of cum ran down his side to
drip slowly onto the carpet below.

"Well" Glen spoke softly, "what's next."

Scott raised his head slowly and looked at both men. "God" he
spoke softly, "I don't think I can do it again, I mean, that last
one makes me feel like my nuts are drained."

"Oh, I don't know" Jim observed. "a young guy like you probably
has a whole reservoir of cum we haven't even touched yet."

Scott shook his head, "No, really, I can't do it again."

"We'll see," Jim answered, "we'll see."

Glen crawled over to the box where he had retrieved the cuffs and
fished around in it. He pulled out several items and returned to
Scott and Jim, dumping the items on the floor beside Scott.

"What's that," Scott asked as Jim picked up a familiar looking
object.

"What's it look like" he responded with a smile.

Scott blushed as his eyes took in the object Jim held. It looked
like the biggest cock he had ever seen. As Jim fished through the
objects, holding each one up for inspection, Scott saw that they
were a collection of cocks, of various sizes. His heart began to
pound in expectation of what they would be used for. Jim picked
up another object.

"What's that one" Scott asked curious about the object that
seemed to be a row of small rubber balls threaded on a string.

"Pleasure beads" Glen answered, "you'll find out what they're for
soon enough."

Once again, Glen reached up and began to message the cum into
Scott's chest and belly. He reached down and massaged Scott's
cock, which had begun to soften. Carefully he began to stroke the
cock, stopping only to sweep up more cum from Scott's belly to
use as lubricant. In a few moments the cock once again began to
harden.

"Uh, whew" Scott exhaled, as once again his cock began to
respond.

Jim crawled under Scott and sat back on his ankles at a spot
between Scott's legs. Once again he reached over to Scott's butt
and spread his ass cheeks, and leaning forward, began once again
to lick at the rosy opening.

Scott raised his head to look down at Jim as he continued his
licking. "God, that feels so great" Scott offered softly.

Jim stopped momentarily to smile at the boy and then resumed his
tongueing of the boy's asshole. He felt the sphincter contract
slightly at each touch of his tongue. After a few moments he
stopped, and reaching down, picked up a jar of vaseline. Taking a
gob of the jelly, he rubbed it over his forefinger. Then
spreading the crack of Scott's ass with one hand, he first
touched the hole with the vaselined finger and then slowly,
pushed it into the opening.

"Ah" Scott spoke with a start as he felt the intruder enter him.

"Relax kid," Glen spoke softly, his hand continuing its gentle
message of the boy's cock. "just lay back and enjoy it."

Scott looked down at Jim, who smiled back at him.

"I'm not going to hurt you, so just relax" Jim spoke
reassuringly.

Scott let his head drop back as he felt the finger push farther
into him. Slowly it withdrew, and then entered again. With a slow
and careful rhythm, Jim continued to finger fuck Scott.

As Scott relaxed, he felt a new pleasure that was like the
feeling from Jim's tongueing of his asshole, but even more
intense. As the finger continued its probing, a tingling, almost
electrical sensation began to drive towards the base of his cock.

"Ummmm" he moaned, his ass moving involuntarily in rhythm with
Jim's movements.

Jim withdrew his finger and picked up one of the smaller dildos.
Scott raised his head again to look at Jim.

"You aren't" Scott started to ask Jim.

"I told you Scott," Jim answered, cutting off Scott's question,
"just relax, this ain't no different than what I was doing
before."

Jim rubbed vaseline on the dildo, and carefully probed Scott's
asshole with its tip.

"Ow" Scott cried out.

"Shit, Scott," Jim replied, "for Christ's sake, I haven't even
stuck it into you yet."

"Oh" Scott responded, sheepishly, his face once again blushing
rose.

Glen continued his slow stroking of Scott's cock. He leaned over
and began once again to lick Scott's nipples.

Scott lowered his head and closed his eyes. His breathing settled
down to a steady pace as he gave in to the pleasure his cock and
nipples were feeling.

Jim probed Scott's asshole with the dildo and then slowly began
to push the dildo into the opening.

"Ow" Scott cried out again "this time I do feel it."

Jim stopped, "Ok, Ok," he responded "I'm going real slow, just
try to relax."

Scott let his head fall back, and closed his eyes once again.
Glen stopped licking Scott's nipples and moved his head down to
Scott's cock, where he took the head into his mouth and began
slowly to suck and tongue the shaft. His hands reached up to
Scott's nipples and his fingers began to rub and pinch the
hardened tits.

"Ummn" Scott moaned softly, abandoning himself to the pleasure
his cock and nipples were feeling. He felt the tip of the dildo
once again rubbing against his asshole. He tightened up a little,
but then, taking a deep breath, he forced himself to relax.
Slowly, he felt the dildo enter him.

"Hssh" he hissed at the slight pain he felt as his asshole was
stretched.

Glen moved one hand to Scott's cock, and scooping up Scott's
balls to hold them tight against the base of his cock, he began
to lick the balls and cock alternately, darting his tongue into
the peehole and over and under the head. Precum oozed out of the
slit.

"Aah," Scott responded, as Glen continued to lick his cock, like
an ice cream cone.

Jim slowly began to push the dildo farther into Scott. Reaching
the end, he slowly pulled it out, and then back in, setting up a
steady rhythm. Unconsciously, Scott began to move his ass in
rhythm to the thrusts. Jim looked over to Glen and smiled, and
continued to fuck Scott with the dildo. Reaching down with his
free hand, he stroked his own hardon, taking his own precum and
rubbing it into the head of his cock and down the shaft.

Glen moved his free hand away from Scott's nipples, and began to
alternately lick Scott's cock, and then with the fingers of his
free hand to lightly pinch the frenum.

"Oh," Scott muttered softly as he felt a delicate sharpness begin
to mingle with the warmth of the tongue bathing his cock. He
thrust his pelvis upwards, his cock stabbing towards Glen's
mouth.

Jim slowly removed the dildo and picked up another, slightly
larger one. After greasing it up with the vaseline, he slowly
began to insert it into Scott's asshole.

"Ah, ow," Scott cried out at this newest, larger, invader. He
sucked in a gulp of air between clenched teeth as the invader
continued to enter him and then sighed deeply as the recently
familiar rhythm began again, with Jim slowly and carefully
fucking Scott.

Jim looked up at Glen, eyebrows raised in question, afraid that
perhaps the dildos were too much for the boy, at least for now.
Glen shook his head negatively, and jerked it towards Scott's
cock, indicating for Jim to take a look. While he continued to
fuck Scott with the dildo, Jim raised up on his knees to see what
Glen was holding, and then smiled and nodded to Glen as he saw
Scott's cock, harder than before, and oozing copious amounts of
precum. He sat back down on his calves and continued to fuck
Scott.

Glen bent forward again to take the boy's cock into his mouth,
and started the careful sucking, his tongue playing lightly over
the mushroom head and up and down the quivering frenum.

"Hsssh" Scott sucked in air between clenched teeth, "Aah" he
moaned softly at the mix of sensations, his cock quivering and
straining at each touch of Glen's tongue; his ass feeling at once
both a little pain and a growing pressure that was almost
electrical as it began to pulse towards the base of his cock.

Jim pulled the dildo out of Scott's ass and dropped it to the
floor.

"Uh" Scott cried out as the object passed through his anus,
causing a momentary, sharp pain as the muscle first stretched and
then relaxed, closing the rosy opening.

Jim reached down and picked up the benwah. Slowly, he began to
insert the rubber balls and the string that connected them, into
Scott's asshole.

"Ah" Scott uttered sharply at this new sensation. Raising his
head to look down his chest, past Glen, who was continuing to
suck his cock, to Jim who was silently working on his ass.
"What's that" he asked, between breaths sucked in involuntarily
as each ball was pushed through.

"Love beads" Jim answered, smiling. He continued to push the
balls into the boy's anus, stopping as the sixth and last one was
pushed in.

Scott let his head fall back, as Glen raised his head and with
one hand reached up to first message and then pinch each of
Scott's nipples, while the other hand began to carefully stroke
the boy's cock, fingers carefully rubbing the precum up and down
the shaft and over the head, stopping only to playfully pinch and
twist the loose skin of the frenum.

"Ah, ah, uh" Scott began to moan more loudly, the pressure
beginning to mount in his nuts.

Jim carefully watched, as Scott began to pull lightly against his
bindings, his chest heaving with deeper and deeper breaths. In a
moment, Scott's nuts drew up slightly in their sac, his cock
began to draw upward. At that exact moment, Jim began to pull the
benwah out of Scott's ass.

"Aaah" Scott cried out, as a thick load of cum shot out from the
end of his cock. "Aah, aah, Oh God" he moaned loudly as each ball
was pulled out of his ass, causing his cock to spew another
ribbon of cum across his taut belly and chest. In a few moments
the last bit of cum oozed out of the tip, a milky tear dropping
to mingle with the hairs of his crotch.

Jim moved to stand opposite Glen, as both men quickly pumped
their own cocks. "Ah" both men moaned, almost simultaneously as
thick globules of cum spurted and spurted from their own cocks,
to join the widening pool on Scott's chest. Slowly both men
reached down and rubbed the cum into the boy's chest with their
free hands, as they continued to pump their own cocks with the
other. Jim slowly stopped and let both of his hands drop to his
sides. Opening his eyes, he looked down at Scott, whose entire
chest glistened with the cum of all three. Scott's eyes were
closed and his head hung limply, his breaths coming in long and
deep rhythm. Jim looked over to Glen, who smiled back.

Taking a deep breath and sighing, Glen spoke softly "Well now,
what's next?"