Date: Sat, 18 Oct 2008 07:00:19 -0700 (PDT) From: George U Subject: Boxed and Shipped Chapter 3 The story has been written for entertainment purposes for consenting adults only. It contains escapades of male on male sex. If you are not of legal age or if you consider this type of writing to be morally offensive, then do not read the following story. It is your own responsibility to adhere to these terms. Comments on the story are appreciated and may be addressed to the author at: my88reliant@yahoo.com This idea was given to me by TJ JB Larry had called me two weeks after the sheriff incident to see if I was interested in a different form of being shipped. After the last two episodes, they were so hot, how could I refuse. Larry told me he would pick me up Saturday afternoon for some excitement. This was Monday, how was I going to last until Saturday, not knowing what was going to happen? I don't think my cock went soft the entire week. Had to hide my hard 6 1/2 inches sometimes behind my desk at work. I made sure to wear dark slacks so if, I should say when, my cock drooled, it wouldn't be too noticeable. Saturday came at last. I didn't sleep much the night before, all excited. I planned on not wearing much as the last two times, Larry had me strip before we got on with the "packing". So today I was in just running shorts and my tennis shoes. Larry picked me up. He said we had to drive for a bit. We chatted about the weather and then I just went silent. I was worked up for the upcumming event and I just wasn't in the mood for any chit-chat. My cock was semi-hard in my shorts. I was rather surprised when we pulled into a deserted shipping center. Larry drove deep into the maze of loading docks. We pulled up to an open door with a moving truck backed up to the loading dock. We got out and went up the stairs to the loading platform. Larry told me to strip. Which I did in a flash. Then he opened the back of the truck. Told me to walk in. Inside was one of those rope hammocks, strung from end to end. Hmmmm. Larry asked me to get in the hammock and once I was in the center, to place my arms at my sides. Then Andy came into the truck. He said hi. I hadn't seen him when I first came in. Larry and Andy then proceeded to roll me into the hammock. Tightly. Then they used ropes to secure the wound hammock to me. When they let go, I just sort of bounced around, twisting this way and that. Sometimes spinning upside down. How hot was this! I couldn't move my hands, arms or legs. My cock was starting to inflate through one of the holes. This might not be so bad after all. Andy went out and then came back with a box. Larry dug into the box and pulled out a pair of nipple clamps. The kind that get tighter when you pull on them. In the meantime, Andy was working my nips, brining them to full attention. Then Larry placed the clamps on. I moaned in delight. My cock lurched. Then Andy pulled out a leather lace, reached down and worked my balls through another hole in the hammock. He pulled my balls away from my body. Then wound the lace around them several times and tied them off. Oh how they ached. I was already needing relief and we hadn't even really started to play yet! Then Larry just rolled me over and started messing with my ass. He was trying to work his fingers into my hole. I don't know why waited until now, me with my legs firmly held together. He then used gobs of lube and I felt a plug being pushed in there. It was so tight! Oh! It was in at last. My ass lips clenching around the plug. Then suddenly it jumped! It was vibrating! Noooooo! It was right on my prostate. I was tingling all over. It felt so good. Then Larry attached something to the plug and I heard a hand pump. The plug in my ass started growing. Larger and larger. Pressing against my "go" button. And it was still vibrating. I just tingled all over. I know it wasn't that big, but I could swear there was a basketball in there by the time he unhooked the pump. I was rather uncomfortably full now. I was panting. Oh my! I don't know how much of this I could endure. . . They rolled me back upright. Andy dug in the box again and lifted out a bungee cord. He attached one end to the clamp on my right nip. Then he reached up and hooked the end of the cord to a latching point in the upper corner of the cargo box. Sort of back behind my head. Andy said to Larry that he had guessed the right length. Larry did the other nip. Then they both went to my crotch. They attached another bungee cord to the lace on my balls and then did the same setup as my nips. Hooking it on the top of the box. Going in the other direction. What could this be for? Then Andy pulled another cord from the box and bent under my ass. I felt him messing with my butt plug. Then I felt the cord stretch and he must have hooked that cord to the floor somehow. After I was all hooked up, Andy gave the hammock a hard shove. Now I knew what was going on! As I bounced around, I pulled on the bungee cords. This pulled my balls and nips at various times. Different ways. I shouted out with the shock of the pain, but also my cock was still ramrod straight. As I settled down, I realized the cords sort of oriented me in the box. I wasn't going to be doing too much jumping around in here, was I? Larry said that I couldn't be shouting in the cargo bay, as I would scare people in the vicinity. So Andy rummaged in the box and pulled out a ball gag. I reluctantly opened my mouth, but knew I didn't have a choice (I was all wrapped up here you know). Then Larry pointed to the corner of the box. Said there was a night vision camera up there. I squinted but couldn't see anything. Would have to take his word for it I guess. Then Andy produced a hood and pulled it over my head. Had to work it through the ropes first. Larry said it was to protect my eyes again. I sighed. How thoughtful. Then I felt the plug in my ass jump again. I moaned. Andy and Larry laughed. Said it was programmed to go on and off randomly, all by itself. Sometimes on for a long time, sometimes just a short burst. Larry also explained to me that I was going to be shipped around a bit this afternoon. They would be able to monitor my condition with the camera. I heard them gather their stuff, walk out of the truck and then the door pulled down and latched. I was alone. Suddenly the plug in my ass started again. This time it went on and on. I was moaning into the gag. Suddenly it stopped. I was panting. Breathless. How could I last with that thing up my ass?! I heard a truck start up and we started to move. The movement of the truck starting and stopping would cause me to swing from side to side. The plug in my ass went off. I started to squirm around. The cords pulling on my nips and balls. Tried to pull the plug from my ass. At last the truck stopped. We had been driving for quite some time. Starting and stopping, turning corners. Big and little bumps in the road. All to set me swinging around in the hammock. And of course, tugging on my various body parts. The vibrator in my ass and the pulling and tugging every which way was way too much for me to handle. I was cooing and drooling. Going out of my mind. I was on the edge the whole time. Just as the plug in my ass would bring me to the brink, suddenly it would stop and the truck would jerk and tug and send a shock to me and calm me down. So unfair! We must be in some sort of parking lot. Lots of vehicle traffic. Sounds like cars. Maybe the Mall? I could hear people talking as they walked by. What if they knew I was in here? What would they think? Suddenly the large door was opened. It sounded like it was opened all the way. And I could hear people walking by the truck talking! Could they see me in here? My cock shriveled. I didn't want to be caught like this. If we were at the mall and all these people walking by, how cum no one was stopping to point out the naked guy in the back of the truck? We were stopped here for quite some time. Soon, the thrill of possibly being caught here like this got to me. And the plug buzzing randomly in my ass helped too. My cock started to thicken again. Then the door was closed. Then the truck started off again. This time it wasn't as smooth as before. I was being jiggled all over. Were we on some type of gravel road? Even without the buzzing in my ass, this was so good. My nips were past the pain point and were tingling with excitement. The tugging on my balls was intense from this angle. Over and over. Then the plug in my ass started buzzing. OOOOHHHHH! It didn't let up. The bumping got heavier. Harder tugs on everything. The buzzing kept going. It never shut off. I was screaming into the gag. I wanted to cum so badly. Tears were streaming down my face. This was just too much and suddenly I fell over the brink. I screamed with each cum shot. I could feel it landing on my chest. Some on my mask. And the buzzing kept on. So did my spurts. I must have tried to pump out 10 or 11 times until I was spent. I felt like I had pumped myself inside out. The buzzing in my ass kept up though. Soon I was twisting and shouting into the gag. ENOUGH! I was panting. The tugging on my nips and balls and ass just kept going. Now was turning into pain now that I was no longer on my sexual high. I was crying out for it to stop. But no relief. Then the buzzing stopped and so did the truck. The back of the truck was opened. Larry asked me how I was doing? I couldn't say anything with the gag in my mouth. And anyway, I was so disoriented. I was wheezing past the ball gag trying to catch my breath. First Larry unhooked my nips. I now know why he did that first and I screamed out into the gag. He massaged my nips until they were just a dull roar. Then I heard Andy get up in the truck. They both started unhooking me and then untied the ropes around the hammock. They unwound it from me. Then they helped me to my feet. I was still rather woozy, disoriented. They sat me down on the truck floor and I groaned. The butt plug was still pumped up. Larry told me to lie on my side. I felt him messing back there. Then it deflated. Then he pulled it out with a pop. How odd. While it was inside me all pumped up, all I wanted was to get it out of there. Now my ass felt empty. I sat back up and peeled the hood off my head. I blinked against the bright lights. Then unhooked the gag and spit it out. I worked my jaw around and wet my lips. Andy had a water bottle for me. I took a big swig. Larry said that they caught it all on tape. Maybe tomorrow after I had recovered, he and Andy would cum over and we could watch it together. I gasped out a thank you. I said that I just wanted to go home now and rest. I was all worn out.