Date: Mon, 2 Jan 2006 04:20:05 -0800 (PST)
From: NiteSearcher2000 <nitesearcher2000@yahoo.com>
Subject: Pool Table and My Balls Chapter 18

I awaken abruptly as his lubed finger slips up my ass.
"Don't say a word", are his instructions. I hold in a
gasp as he slips a second finger in, and then a third
prying my ass open. Pulling out his fingers he pushes
me face first into the mattress. His fingers are
quickly replaced with his cock. My eyes tear silently
as he pushes deep into me in one stroke. His cock
fills me. I struggle to relax beneath him as he
strokes into my asshole. His pace is strong and steady
as he fucks into me. Grabbing me by my hair he pushes
my face deeper into the mattress. He's rough grabbing,
punching, and pushing me. It doesn't take long before
I feel his body tense as he cums up my ass. He lays
his full weight on me. "Cunt. Pussy. That's what you
are right? My own personal fuck hole. You're my piss
hole too, right? First my spooge, then my piss, all
inside of you." I feel his hot piss flowing into my
ass and mixing with his cum load. He empties himself
into me. "Nice way to start the day, at least for me.
Get showered and cleaned up for work. Breakfast is in
fifteen minutes. Don't be late."

It takes me a few minutes to empty myself so I have to
hurry to shave, brush my teeth, and shower. I drop to
my knees in the kitchen just shy of the deadline.
"Good boy!" He wipes his foot across my mouth and I
stick my tongue out to lick it. "Breakfast is ready."
Steven loves to cook and breakfast smells delicious.
I'm hoping I'm allowed to eat it and thrilled when he
places two plates of French Toast on the table. "Come
eat." I sit naked at the table across from him.

"You're not going to have time to get to the gym this
morning. Meet me there after work." I nod my
understanding. "Do you have a busy day today?" Again I
nod that I do. "Cat got your tongue?" I look at him
confused and don't know what to do. "Talk." He says.

"Master, you told me not to say a word. I didn't know
what to do. I want to obey you."

A big smile spreads across his face. "You are being a
good boy today. You can talk now." The conversation
flows easily as we talk about the day ahead.

I ask, "May I get a haircut during lunch today? My
hair is getting really long."

"No. I like it long. You're going to leave it and let
it grow out."

I like the way it looks long but I'm concerned about
work. "I don't know how that will go over at work."

"Then make sure your work is so good that they're not
going to make an issue of your hair."

"Yes, Sir."

Keeping an eye on the time he sends me off to get
dressed for work so I won't be late. I come back to
the kitchen dressed in a suit and tie because I have
important meetings scheduled. "Holy Shit! You're
fucking gorgeous!" He says it without thinking. He
leans back against the counter and just soaks me in
for a minute. I stand there patiently under his gaze.
His hand strokes his cock through the fabric of his
jeans. I watch, as he gets hard. My own cock has
already expanded as much as it can trapped inside the
plastic chastity device. The sexual tension is heavy.
He slides back and sits up on the counter. Grabbing me
by the back of my neck he pulls me into a kiss. He
sucks my tongue into his mouth and bites down on it
trapping it so I can't pull out. He blows his breath
into my mouth and I suck it down into my lungs.
Releasing me, "You've been so good today. Don't fuck
it up. Obey and submit. That's what I want from you."

"Yes, Sir." Is all I say.

"I love you. Get your sexy ass to work."

I turn to leave but stop before I walk out the door.
"I love you too." He winks as I turn to leave.

The day passes quickly because I'm so busy. I get to
the gym and see Steven's car already in the lot. He
always leaves after me for work but usually works
later than I do so I'm a little surprised to see he's
already there. I also spot David's car, which is
normal so I don't think anything of it. Looking around
inside I spot Steven who just points to the locker
room so I go directly there. I get undressed hanging
up my suit and change into my workout clothes. Going
out on the floor I begin my workout. I'm disappointed
that Steven doesn't come over but he usually doesn't.
He likes to work out on his own. Even in High School
he always worked out solo while the rest of us grouped
together. I have to remember that about him. He's more
of a loner than I am and I have to remember to give
him time and space and not be needy.

David stops by to chat as usual. "He's happy." He says
flipping his head toward where Steven is. I smile at
the compliment. "He says you've been really trying." I
confirm that I have. "You're doing good." He tells me
from his own perspective. "You're really looking good
too. I'm going to put together a different workout
regimen for you shooting for a little more
definition." I thank him for his efforts as he walks
away.

I go through my workout with an eye on Steven and
David just to see what they're up to. I watch as David
goes to Steven and obviously has something to tell
him. They both look in the same direction and I follow
their gaze to see them looking at the guy who hassled
me in the shower yesterday. They both walk toward him
and I hope they're not going to cause any trouble.
They talk to him for a couple of minutes glancing in
my direction. Steven walks him off the floor as David
comes back to me. "Let's go", he says and I follow him
toward the back where Steven had headed.

We walk into what is obviously the locker room for the
employees. Steven and the guy are both standing there.
As soon as I walk in Steven commands me, "Get your
fucking clothes off!" I strip down in front of the
three of them. I'm so embarrassed with my crotch waxed
hairless and the stupid chastity device still locked
in place. I look down at the floor as the guy inspects
me. "Drop to all fours." Oh fuck! I get down on all
fours in front of them. Steven uses his foot to pull
one of my as cheeks back to expose my hole to this
guy.

"Get in the fucking shower. You stink like the pig you
are." I'm all sweaty from working out. Of course I
stink. I go to get up and he kicks me in the side.
"Crawl." I crawl into the shower and he turns the
water on for me. He makes it hot, very hot! Not enough
to scald me but hotter than is comfortable. I'm made
to remain kneeling on the floor to shower.

The guy peels out of his clothes as Steven and David
watch. He steps into the shower and adjusts the water
so it's comfortable to him. I remain kneeling as he
steps under the water to wet himself. "Clean his
feet." I'm told. I reach for the soap. "No. Use your
tongue." The guy leers down at me with a mocking grin
on his face. I lower myself down and lick both of his
feet clean. The guy is a real prick and makes me lick
his feet over and over instructing me to get between
his toes. "Now his balls." His balls are big and
hairy. They're hanging loose in his sack because of
the heat of the water. I lick them. I take them in my
mouth and suck them. I lick them more. "Now clean his
ass." Dammit. This keeps getting worse. He turns
around and I look pleadingly at Steven. His face tells
me there'll be no mercy. I lick out the guys crack
from the base of his balls to the small of his back. I
probe his hole with my tongue and I'm relieved that
it's not funky. I swirl my tongue around his hole and
feel his sphincter respond to the stimulation.

David steps into the shower and fills his hand with
the liquid soap, and smears it all over my face. I
close my eyes to protect them from the soap. He pushes
my face into the guys crack and rubs it up and down.
This is beyond humiliating. He's literally using my
face like an ass wipe to clean this guy's crack. I
keep my eyes closed as he pulls my head away for a
second. Its obvious the guy turned around because now
he rubs my face across the guy's crotch making me
clean his cock and balls with my face. I can feel his
raging hard on wiping across my face and lips. He lets
go and I'm told to keep doing it on my own. This is
always worse. It's much more humiliating to have to do
something without being forced. I wipe my face back
and forth across his cock and up and down his balls.
The guy himself finally steps away and pushes my face
under the water to get the soap off.

"Now clean my pits with your tongue." I rise up and
lick out his armpits. The hair there is soaking wet
and it disgusting to be licking out a stranger's hairy
pits. I do one then the other. "Blow me." He pushes me
back down to my knees and pushes his big dick into my
mouth. He fucks my face holding my ears and pumping me
up and down his shaft. He pushes in deep making me gag
as his cock slams into the back of my throat. I can
see Steven and David watching, and the outline of
their engorged cocks in their gym shorts. I feel his
cock head swelling and know he's getting close. I work
him harder because I'm ready for this to end. His
balls pull up tight in their sack and his breathing
becomes more ragged. Finally he moans in pleasure as
he fires his load directly into my mouth. His cum is
wet and liquidy. I swallow it all without spilling
any. I get back on all fours as they talk as if I'm
not even there. The guy thanks both Steven and David
as he finishes drying off and dressing. He leaves
without saying a word to me.

I'm still on all fours dripping wet in the shower.
They're both just chatting away about nothing as I
stay there dripping wet. Finally, Steven throws my gym
shorts onto the wet shower floor getting them all wet.
Grabbing the rest of my stuff he tells me to go empty
my locker without getting dressed and meet him back at
his house. I pull on my wet shorts and have to walk
across the floor to the regular locker room. My face
is beet red as I walk through practically naked and
dripping wet. I can feel everyone looking at me like
"what the fuck is he doing".

Walking into the locker room I can see the guy I just
sucked is in there telling his friends about what just
happened. They all look at me laughing when I enter.
"Here's the cock sucker now. He used his fucking face
to wash my ass. I'm telling you this fucking pig is as
low as they come." They all laugh and make fun of me.
I step around him and gather my stuff from my locker
without saying anything. As I'm walking out he gets in
a final shot. "I hope you liked it because you're
going to be doing it again. I'll see you Saturday."
That stops me in my tracks and I look at him in utter
despair. He gives me the finger. I take a deep breath
and leave.

Getting back to Steven's I find him lying naked in bed
with a raging hard on and stroking his cock. I kneel
naked beside the bed and watch him. My cock swells as
big as it can in the stupid chastity device. I want to
suck him off. I want to cum! I'm so fucking horny and
watching him is only making it worse. He jerks off
slow and easy barely touching his dick. The pre-cum is
flowing down his shaft and he's using it as lube to
lightly slide his fingers along the length of his
dick. I ease closer and he immediately stops me. "You
already sucked dick tonight. I won't take sloppy
seconds." FUCK! He made me do it and now he's
punishing me for it. That's not fair. I can see the
pleasure he takes in my frustration as he continues to
jerk himself off. He closes his eyes as his muscles
begin to spasm. His hand is barely moving on his dick
as he slowly stretches out his own orgasm. His load
shoots across his stomach and onto his chest. He fires
several good shots before his orgasm wanes and he's
left with cum hanging from his dick. He lays there a
couple of minutes before telling me to lick him clean.
I do it. I lick every bit of his cum off of him.

Patting the sheets he tells me settle in bed beside
him. He holds me tight and spoons me from behind. "You
were very good today. I'm very proud of you. I'm sorry
you couldn't cum. You must be so horny and
frustrated." His hand goes down to my crotch and cups
around the chastity device. It's so much more
frustrating this way. I want to feel his hand around
my cock. He pulls on the plastic jerking my genitals
around inside of it. "Do you want to cum?" My hopes
soar.

"Oh yes Sir. Please. Please let me cum." His hands
roam across my body. He turns my head toward his and
we kiss. He's gentle and affectionate. My cock is
pulsing in the confine of its cage. It actually aches
as it tries to get hard. His hand is teasing the
hairless and sensitive skin on my pelvis. His mouth
goes down on my nipple. My cock twitches and spews out
some pre-cum. I moan low and soft. "Please may I cum?
Please. I promise you I'll keep behaving. Please."

"Oh baby, I love you so much. I feel so bad for you."
His kiss is deep. My hope is soaring that he'll take
it off and let me cum. I'm so sure of it I let myself
go and sink into the lust of his kiss. "No baby, not
tonight." My heart sinks. I'm desperate.

I practically sob. "Oh please, please let me cum. I'm
so close already. Please."

"I'm so sorry. It's my fault. I just wanted to be near
you. I shouldn't have done that. You were being so
good and I pushed it and now you're misbehaving." I
immediately stiffen. "You know you gotta be punished
for that. I feel really bad about it but you know the
rules." I feel all the wind go out of my lungs as he
gets out of bed. He comes back in carrying a flogger.
"Sorry babe, but it's gotta be this way. You have to
learn it's not about you and your pleasure it's about
me and my pleasure. I wanted to be close and snuggle
with you tonight but you ruined it because you don't
have enough self-control. We agreed that your
punishment would be quick and severe to help you learn
your lessons. Now roll over on your stomach." I
obediently do it. The flogger lands hard on my back. I
cringe from the pain. "I think twenty of those will
teach you well." I bury my face in the sheets as he
lands twenty good whacks across my back, ass, and
thighs. The pain is deep but not excruciating. I know
it could be much worse and appreciate his going
relatively easy on me.

"Now go sleep on the floor of the guest room. No
dinner for you. No pillow, no blanket. Lights out
immediately. I want you to think about how you fucked
this up for both of us tonight." Shit! After all that
I don't even get to sleep with him. I tell him how
sorry I am.

"I know you are. I forgive you. This was partly my
fault. You weren't ready. You don't have enough
self-control yet and you're still not ready to make
this commitment to me. I'm disappointed but I'm not
giving up. I know you're trying and I'm being as
patient as I can. I've got to remember not to be so
easy on you. It's just making it harder for both of
us, and slowing down the whole process. I'll try
harder, I promise. Now go to the guest room and don't
come out again."

I crawl into the guest room and stretch out on the
carpeted floor with no pillow, sheets, or blanket.
It's not too uncomfortable. I'm still horny as hell
and my balls are aching like they're going to explode
and my cock is all irritated from being wet with
pre-cum and rubbing against the sides of the plastic
encasing them. I'm so mad at myself for fucking up. I
could be lying with him in bed right now instead of
here by myself. I feel so bad that he's going to be
sleeping alone again. I promise myself to try even
harder.

I feel lonely as I hear him go back downstairs. I can
tell from the noise that he's fixing himself dinner.
The doorbell rings and I hear John and Craig come in.
I can hear the three of them in the dining room
talking as they eat. The food smells great and I
realize I'm starving. I hope they come up after
dinner. I certainly wouldn't mind blowing them. It
would be much better than lying awake up here by
myself. Lots of time passes. I hear them watching the
game on TV. I'm dozing by the time I hear them
leaving. Listening to Steven coming up the stairs I
hope against hope that he comes in to get me or at
least say goodnight. He doesn't.

He nudges me awake with his foot. "You have fifteen
minutes to be down in the kitchen." He walks out of
the room without another word. I rush through
showering, shaving, and brushing my teeth. I run down
to the kitchen and drop to my knees as seems to be the
morning routine. I assume the most submissive position
I can and make sure to keep my eyes down at the floor.
He ignores me as he prepares breakfast. I stay silent
waiting for him to tell me what to do. The food smells
great. My stomach growls really loudly breaking the
silence, and he laughs breaking the tension that was
hanging in the air. At least I know he's not still
angry with me.

"You must be starving."

"I am, Sir."

"You brought it on yourself."

"I know, Master. I'm really sorry." I'm relieved that
we're talking.

"Stand next to the table and spread your legs." I obey
him. "Now bend over and place just your chin on the
edge of the table." I do as I'm told. It's not very
comfortable and I'm embarrassed that my butt is
exposed to him. I'm figuring I'm about to be spanked
before breakfast. "Put your hands behind your back."
He slaps on a pair of handcuffs securing my hands. I'm
trying to prepare myself mentally for either a
spanking, paddling, or belting. Instead he places a
stack of pancakes dripping with hot syrup and butter
with breakfast sausages in front of my face. He puts
his plate down and sits across from me. He looks me
right in the eye as he takes his first bite. I don't
say a word as I continue to watch him eat. This
position is growing increasingly uncomfortable but I
make sure not to squirm.

He's eaten about half his food when he asks, "Are you
going to ask me to let you eat?"

"No, Sir."

"Why not?"

"If you wanted me to eat you would tell me to, Sir."

"But you're hungry?"

"Yes, Sir."

"So do you think I should let you eat?"

I want to eat so badly but I know what's right. "No,
Sir."

"Why not, boy?"

"Because it's not about me, Sir. It's about what you
want, Sir."

"Good boy." His smile is huge! He reaches across and
tousles my hair. "Now you're getting it. I see I have
to be stricter with you for you to learn. I guess I'm
learning to." He takes another bite of food still
looking me right in the eye. A wicked look flashes
across his eyes. "Go ahead and eat." He sits back to
watch me. How the hell am I supposed to eat like this?
I'm bent over the table with my hands handcuffed
behind my back. "I said eat!"

It's hard to even pick my chin up off the table after
being in this position so long. It's hard to balance
myself as I take a bite out of the stack of pancakes
getting syrup all over my face. He takes another bite
with his knife and fork as I dive in for more. It
really tastes good and I'm starving. "You have to
understand we're not equals. Even if I'm treating you
as an equal or being really easy on you it's up to you
to remember that we're never equals and I can take it
back anytime I want to."

"Yes, Sir." I take another bite as he continues
talking.

"And the reason we're not equals is because deep down
you really like this. You like to be tormented and
tortured, humiliated and degraded. Don't you?" His
words hit like a blow to my gut. I know deep down that
he's right but hearing it is hard to take. "Admit it.
Tell me you like it."

"I admit it, Sir. I like it... I need it." I stop
eating and rest my chin back on the table. My whole
mouth is a sticky mess and I'm suddenly very aware of
it and what I must look like.

"Good boy. Then we both get what we want because I
like to torment you. I like punishing you. I like
telling you what you can and can't do. I like
humiliating and degrading you. I like making you suck
cock. I like fucking you up the ass and watching other
men fuck you up the ass. I like seeing you on your
knees, crawling, kissing real men's feet just for the
privilege of being in our company." He let's the words
settle in. "How's that make you feel."

I struggle with my emotions. I struggle with the
truth. He patiently waits and watches the struggle in
my eyes. I take a deep breath before I answer quietly
resigned to the truth. "Horny Sir. Very horny. It's
such a fucking turn on for me."

He smiles again. "That's why I love you. We're perfect
for each other. I'm so fucking turned on right now."
He stands and I can see his raging hard on beneath his
jeans. He opens them and pulls his cock and balls out.
He reaches out, grabs a glob of butter, and rubs it on
his dick jerking it off. Stepping behind me and
grabbing my hips he pushes it up my ass. He's holding
me tight but my face is still sliding back and forth
on the table smearing butter and syrup all over me. I
push my face against the surface to prevent banging
into it. He fucks me from behind hard and fast. I feel
his pelvis slamming into my ass cheeks as he fucks me
hard. I struggle to keep the position. My wrists
strain against the handcuffs. He pushes in deep and
hard as his cum shoots into the depths of me. He stays
inside for a short time before pulling out. I go to
stand and he pushes me back down. "Don't you dare
move. This is a pleasure for me and a punishment for
you."

Just at that moment there's a knock at the door.
Opening it Steven lets David in. David is quick to
comment, "Great position! Perfectly fuckable."

"Go at it." Steven tells him. "He doesn't have to
leave for another half an hour."

"A deal too good to pass up!" He steps behind me as he
opens his pants. His cock is already hard and I'm
already lubed. Steven steps to the other side of the
table to watch. He takes three strokes to push it all
the way inside me. His cock is fatter than Steven's.
Much thicker, really. He fucks me slow and steady. He
eases in and out. He takes his time. He builds slowly
toward a powerful orgasm so strong that I can feel it
inside me. I don't change my position when he pulls
out. I'm so fucking uncomfortable. My legs are sore as
hell. Steven serves David coffee and they talk about
my new workout routine, which is why David came by in
the first place. David asks why I don't do the
serving.

"His purpose is to suffer and submit. Give him more
purpose than that and he'll think he has value."
Giving me a smack across the ass Steven tells me to go
get ready for work. I thank him and run up the stairs.
I put on my best suit. Not because I have anything
real important going on today but because I really
liked Steven's reaction yesterday. I rush back down to
the kitchen and catch his immediate reaction to the
sight of me, which is all pleasure. I spread my legs
and put my hands behind my back.

David says, "He should be beaten just for looking that
good."

"I like the way he looks, but he'll be beaten for his
pride." I exhale and look down at the floor knowing
I've been busted. I whisper an apology. "It's okay.
This is the last day you're getting away with not
going to the gym before work. In fact, take the day
off from the gym and come straight home tonight."

"Thank you, Sir. Would you like me to take care of
dinner?"

"No. You clean the bathrooms. I'll take care of
dinner. Now go." He kisses me on the lips and pats my
ass as I leave. David says goodbye and I reply calling
him Sir.

Steven and David continue their conversation. David
asks how it's going.

Steven replies, "Really well. I just keep him off
balance. I reel him in and then slam him. He keeps
trying harder and harder. He can handle the
punishments; it's the lack of approval he can't
handle. He can't stand to fail or lose at anything. I
bring him into the winner's circle and then humiliate
him and throw him out again and then he does all he
can to get back in."

"Do you think he can keep it up?"

"Yeah, definitely. I can read him. When he's getting
discouraged I shower him with attention and
compliments. I tell him I love him. Show him some
kindness. It goes a long way. Then I can push him down
again. He has some great limits. I can push him really
low."

"Do you love him?"

"Yeah! I really do. I know he loves me too."

"Yeah he does. The look in his eyes when he looks at
you is awesome. He smiles at the mention of your
name."

"I know. I use it against him all the time!" They both
laugh. "Seriously, I can get him to do almost anything
to please me. If he even hesitates I back off and send
him away. When he comes back he's putty in my hands.
Last night I made him sleep in the guest room and this
morning he took everything I dished out with
absolutely no hesitation or complaint."

"Thanks for the fuck by the way. He's one sweet piece
of ass."

"I told you, Man, anytime. That's what he's there for.
I don't care if you just come over to use him and
leave. Bring more of your friends. The more the
merrier. Your set up last night was hot, making him
serve the guy who humiliated him the day before! That
was genius of you. What's the sense of having a slave
if you don't use him."

"You're cool for sharing him like that. Thank you."

"No thanks necessary. I get off on it. I'm having the
time of my life here. Meeting Michael and you is the
best thing that's happened in a long time. Life was
getting kind of boring. It's much more exciting
again."
This story in not completely fictional. Nor is it the
truth and nothing but the truth. The names have
definitely been changed to protect the guilty. We are
all disease free and stay that way by protecting
ourselves whenever we play with anyone but each other.
Descriptions of unprotected sex are fictional because
I'm imaginative and not stupid.

You know the rules... Don't read this if you're a
minor or are offended by gay or BDSM expression. Don't
even think about reproducing or publishing it without
my permission. Remember, I have sadistic friends who
like to punish people! <<evil grin>>



"Is he ready for tomorrow? Will he be able to handle
it?"

"Definitely. He has no idea what's coming. He's
psyched for Saturday thinking that's the test and I'm
leaving it that way. This way he won't be nervous
about tomorrow and then he'll be nervous as hell
worrying about what's gonna happen on Saturday. Let
him sweat it. He'll be on his best behavior."

"I'd better get to work."

"Yeah and I've still got to get ready."

They say their goodbyes and go their separate ways.


Thanks again for the great response! Thank you to
those who are sending suggestions and helping develop
the characters more. It's fun writing.... it's more
fun when I hear from the people reading the story!
Thank you for making the whole experience better!

eric