Date: Tue, 3 Oct 2017 17:23:31 -0700 From: William RS Subject: Penis Punishment - 6 PENIS PUNISHMENT - 6 Business before pleasure: The standard disclaimers apply. Before you go and get a nice stiff boner reading my writing below, please consider being a good guy and donating to Nifty so writers like me can continue to explain our sexual experiences and imaginations. http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html Like all my installments, I will offer some musings and background at the end of this installment. This chapter involves some sophisticated play that has evolved from my mid-teens to my current age (I was born in 1957). It is important to read the background information at the end of this writing as there are some safety issues one needs to be aware of if one attempts this type of play on himself and/or a partner. Many of the erotic elements I write about really happened from my school age experiences. That said, in truth I was more into experimenting "torturing" my own penis in the fashion described in the story below. I never got to do this with John. My family had moved away to another Seattle suburb before the time I "discovered" what I would describe as an exquisitely delightful erotic torture; one which I continue to use to this day. ***** Prelude So now it's John's turn to be tortured. I have been busy perfecting a certain torture technique on my own penis and now it is time to try it on John. To give you a preview, let's just say it involves the Lionel Train set-up my father and I as our father/son hobby in the basement. Only I discovered, quite by accident, my hobby was more than just powering up the tracks to run the trains. "Good God, this feels REALLY good!" I thought to myself. More like "torturously good." I will certainly need to try this on John. ***** Did I tell you when John was sexually aroused his penis would start emitting copious amounts of pre-ejaculate? This was known to us as "cock slime," "boner juice" or, in today's jargon, "pre-cum." This could be embarrassing to him, at times. Like the time we were at our junior high dance and he had danced with a couple of girls. One girl was gently stroking his arm with the tips of her fingers to the point I'm sure he noticed this obvious cue. It was clear she liked him and probably would have liked him to do more with her, I figure. He returned to the "boy's wall" side of the gymnasium when several other boys started pointing at a very obvious large quarter size wet spot on his slacks in front of where his penis was. He was visibly embarrassed by this and I certainly felt sorry for him. His penis had betrayed him in front of his peers and he wasn't very good at hiding his arousal because of this. Just the type of penis that needs to be punished with my erotic torture! John and I were actually scared of girls. He told me so and we found it comfortable to relieve our sexual tension in other ways. Like with each other. I just had to think up a way to use John's propensity to produce pre-cum to my advantage. We had a comfortable basement with an old TV and the aforementioned train set built on a large piece of plywood sitting on a couple of saw-horses. One Saturday, I declined an opportunity to visit a not-so-favorite aunt and her husband who had a couple of older girls. Fortunately, my younger brother was forced to go and my sisters were always eager to visit our cousins where they would no doubt discuss girl stuff for hours and listen to their favorite records of, yuck, Donnie Osmond and Michael Jackson. "John, you need to trust me," I said as I let him into my quiet house. I continued, "I want to show you something but you need to play along. I have tried something I think you will get into. Are you interested in playing along?" John, of course, knew this meant something sexual was about to happen between us. "Um, okay," his voice cracked with a hint of excitement. I led John to the basement where I had placed a sleeping bag on the floor for his comfort. In essence, this was to be his "torture" bed. Next to it sat the train set-up on the saw-horses. "Take your clothes off and lay down on the sleeping bag." "What are you going to do to me?" John asked, in a futile attempt to know about his fate, right off. I repeated the command to strip, to which he complied. Shoes, socks, T-shirt, pants, then undies. Out popped his boner. I was always turned on by the sight of his rock hard boner and he, too was sprouting tell-tale signs of puberty which we had noticed on each other for the past year. "Lie down on the sleeping bag." He did. I secured his hands together above his head with a rope. He was used to this type of thing so he eagerly complied. I then secured each of his legs to the feet of the saw-horses so I had full access to his young teen genitals. "I'm going to place this pillow case over your head. Okay? I want everything you experience to be a surprise." "Sure, sure," was his reply. I got up and looked at my handiwork to this point. Before me was my best friend, totally naked with a beautiful erection that was eagerly awaiting what might be in store for it. "John R. M., you will be made to suffer the consequences of dribbling cock slime on your pants at the dance. Your cock will need to be trained to behave itself. Your training will be to resist the temptation to dribble any boner juice. If you fail this test, a punishment of your cock will commence immediately." John's penis was already drooling. I took a towel and wiped his cock dry. "I warn you. Do NOT let your cock drool! If you do, the real torture will begin." I continued, "You will now be prepared for your training." The train set had a speed control that plugged into the track that powered the train. I had discovered that by using some small gauge wire my father had on his work bench, I could rig this up and attach it to various parts of my body. Using the speed control, I could set it to feel anything from a slight tingle to an intense buzzing feeling on the verge of being painful. I then discovered that using a lot of hand lotion on the places I touched with the wire eliminated the pain and, paradoxically, increased the intensity of the buzz. It didn't take long to think this just might feel good on a cock and I was more than pleased when I found this to be the case. So I prepared John and his penis for this form of erotic punishment. He, of course, could see nothing with the hood over his head. No doubt this would serve to heighten his remaining senses, increase the suspense and unpredictability of his torture, and bring about a little apprehension and fear of the unknown. All things that make for an exquisite erotic torture! First his penis. I placed a small piece of cloth torn from an old t-shirt over his cockhead and secured it with a rubber-band about midway down his shaft. Any pre-cum he emitted would soak through the cloth and advance downward on his penile shaft. I then attached a wire just below his hooded cockhead. Because the cloth was dry, at this point, there was no contact between the wire and John's sensitive skin at the base of his acorn cockhead. "Ooh, feels good, Wills," he said in a snarky tone. Next, I liberally applied a good deal of lotion to his ball-sack and tied another strip of cloth I had soaked in water around its base. I then placed another bare wire over the cloth and synched it tight, further trapping his nuts and preventing them from migrating inside of him during the torture. So I now had two wires, one attached to John's penis' tip and the other secured around the base of his ball-sack. I then took the lotion and placed dabs on his toes, ankles, shins, knees, upper legs, and finally some more on his ball sack. "Ready for your training?" "Umm, yes," he uttered, a little unsure of himself. I plugged the wire attached to his ball-sack into one of the sockets of the speed control. I then took a third "free" wire and plugged it into the other socket. I cranked the speed control knob to halfway and I touched the free wire to the dab of lotion on his big toe. "Wow," he exclaimed as he jerked his leg, "What did you do to me?" "What did you feel, John?" "I felt a tickling buzz on my big toe and a slight tingle around my nuts," he answered. "Did it feel a little torturous?" "Definitely, but in a good way!" Exactly what I wanted to hear! The touching of the free wire continued. With each touch, I moved closer to my ultimate goal. With each touch, I saw his cock jump. Soon a little bead of pre-cum was oozing through the cloth secured around his cock-head. "Be careful John, I'm seeing the start of some boner juice. Remember, this will get interesting if it starts to flow," I warned. I touched his knees with the free wire. "Oh my gosh, the tingling around my ball-sack is getting stronger," he reported. I cranked the knob just a little more. I touched the dabs of lotion on his thighs and he emitted a little yelp and I saw his penis jump once again with each touch. The bead of pre-cum was growing on the cloth and soon gravity would send it downward toward the awaiting wire wrapped around his shaft, just below his hooded cock-head. I then went to work on his ball-sack. "You must resist the temptation to spew your boner juice." As I touched the wire to the dab of lotion on his nicely bound ball-sack, he yelped again, then cooed with delight. "I don't know what you're doing, but this feels REALLY good. Like an intense vibrator!" "Maybe too good, my friend. Your boner juice is oozing out now." With that, I remove the free wire from the control box socket and I plug in the wire attached just under his cock-head. "Here's the deal. Right now you have a pretty good bead of boner juice at the tip of your cock. If you emit any more of it, it's going to start flowing down your cock. Once it flows to a certain point, your penis will begin to feel the same sensations you have been feeling on your legs and ball-sack. Only your penis is much more sensitive to this punishment and you will experience a sensation like you've never felt before." So now I leave John to contemplate what will happen next. He not only doesn't know what will really happen and how it will feel, he has absolutely no idea WHEN it will happen. Fear of the unknown has been instilled in my friend. I know he will be okay, but he doesn't. "John, you must keep your cock still. The more it moves, the more juice comes out." "Wills, please take the hood off! I wanna see this!" "Sorry. By the way the blob of juice on your tip just got bigger. It won't be too long now before it flows and your cock will be punished." I turn the knob to a point I know to be enjoyably torturous because I've done this to myself. "It's flowing now." John's breathing becomes heavy as he knows he is only moments away from a promised punishment he has never experienced. The bead elongates on the surface of the cloth hooded over John's cock-head. It is now halfway from its starting point to its goal of contact with the wire. "Won't be long now!" I tease. "I'm getting this over with," he replies. He pumps his penis and a large glob of his pre-cum is added to the flow. Within seconds it makes contact with the wire. "Oh my god! What's happening to my cock?" John squirms in his restraints and his breathing becomes heavy. "Ohhhh shit! This feels so fucking cool!" I turn the knob a little bit higher. "Wills, this is going to make me cum pretty soon, if you don't stop!" "That's the whole idea!" I giggle. I watch as he starts his approach to the point of no return of an impending orgasm. He is moaning and his breathing becomes shallower. He is soon at the peak and shortly his cock convulses as his semen pushes its way through the cloth and flows quickly down his shaft, where it pools against the cloth tied around his ball-sack. "Good God, Wills, what was that? I definitely want you to do this again!" I remove his hood and I then introduce John, more formally, to my little discovery of the "toy of intense pleasure." ***** From my first masturbatory orgasm, my young teen years were spent coming up with and perfecting ways I could masturbate. That is, in a way that had a certain degree of erotic suspense and stimulation which would ultimately bring about a most awesome and intense orgasm. I recognized that simple items from around the house could be used or devised as props that created fantastic and unique masturbation experiences. While the boys in the neighborhood were probably just using their hands on their penises, I was doing much more "experimentation" with my own penis. Couple that with media images I found to be erotic, this set me up to perform what I would now call a fantasy torture masturbation. The goal was always find that fine line between "too much" and "wow, this feels intensely good!" I really did use low voltage electricity on my cock in the manner described in the story above. What I didn't know and couldn't have known in the days before the internet is that there were more than a few BDSM guys that knew also knew about this type of play. So how did I get the idea to try the train speed control? I overheard a classmate talking about how he had touched the leads of a low voltage transformer and he speculated the pleasant buzz he received from it might feel good on "a dick." Never one to pass up a great idea when it comes to penis experimentation, I couldn't wait to find out whether he was right. The rest is history. I often wonder if that classmate ever attempted this, himself. So Jeff S., if you're reading this, I have you to thank and I would certainly want you to contact me. IMPORTANT INFORMATION To safely do this, rule number one is AT NO TIME SHOULD ANY ELECTRICITY BE USED OR TOUCHED TO THE SKIN ABOVE THE WAIST. Electricity can disrupt ones heart from beating normally and care should be taken to never have any possibility of an accident. If you are so inclined to try this, please use a device box manufactured for the purpose of what is called "erotic electro-stimulation." If you want to know of some manufacturers of such devices, write me and I will fill you in. My preferred method of using electro-stim is a much more refined version of the storyline. It developed over many years and a lot of "trail and error" to figure out what worked and what didn't. My goal is always to have this type of play culminate in an intense orgasm which happens most the time. I have had interested guys try this with my help. All I can say is, what works for me, may not work for you. If you decide to try this, please be prepared to experiment. Probably best you do this in a relaxed setting. Over time, you will either figure things out or, alternatively, wonder why you even attempted this. Constructive comments and suggestions are always welcome. If you like what you read here, please let me know! wrsjrm@gmail.com Will S.