Date: Sun, 4 Sep 2016 12:47:23 +0000 (UTC) From: Abra Cadabra Subject: the torture games part 3 Reminders Team red: Igor (36) bodybuilder, bi; Nathan (20) fitness model, straight Team blue: Sven (16) teen model, straight; Kang (17) teen bodybuilder, bicurious Modifications: Nipple chain. Tongue, dick, balls, nipples enlarged. Ball stretcher. CHAPTER THREE I dragged my tired self out into the room – the same one I had first woken up in, the cathedral cavern. After going four slides down. This place was impossible. The other three guy exited from their own waiting rooms. They didn't look any livelier than before, but their sweat glistening bodies had only gotten more defined and lean. All our hard, obscenely sized dicks oozed pre-cum drop after drop. "Here are the results." Red glowing symbols formed on the view screens. I was curious how well I had done in comparison to the others, but of course the numbers were in an unknown runic scrips. "First place Kang the teen bodybuilder, second place Nathan the fitness model, third Igor the bodybuilder, and lastly – with only a fingertip of sand left – Sven the athlete and model." I wondered which tasks had been difficult for the others. I knew that Sven must have had immense trouble with all the weights. Where had Igor taken so long? The flying key perhaps? "The next task is a team building exercise to help our players get to know each other. Instead of competing, they will work together." All of us made eye contact. Even without communication verbally we were clearly all ready to give our all to get out of here. A circle lit up in the middle of the floor and sank about half my height to form a pit. "The contestants will have to use their wits to get out of the pit once inside. To anyone refusing this time we offer... this!" From the wall slid a contraption with way too many blades. I didn't even figure out what it was supposed to do to my body, I simply complied. All four of us jumped into the pit. It was barely wide enough to let us move. There was no way to avoid touching each other in the crammed space. It was weird to rub myself against other super-smooth, naked guys. We held onto our dicks to make sure they weren't touching anyone. I pressed mine to my chest even thought this increased the pain on my balls slightly. I didn't want to touch anyone's dick and I wouldn't let mine touch anyone else. Even in a situation like this a man has to have a shred of pride. The others clearly felt the same. "Are all bets placed? Then let's add the equipment." More things appeared on our bodies. My wrists and ankles were suddenly wrapped in black, metallic, studded bands. They didn't serve any obvious purpose other than to add a bit of weight. It made it harder to stand but not by much. Then the pit dropped lower like a fast elevator until we were several bodylengths under the floor. Light fell in from above so I could still see quite well. Once the pit stopped getting deeper, a frame in the wall was revealed containing squares the size of my hand. They showed an incoherent pattern. On the other side was an assortment of switches and lights. The most difficult part was moving around, since we stood pressed close together. I was about to investigate the devices when I felt incredible pressure build up in my bladder. It only took seconds until the first few drops of piss made their way out and the pressure kept increasing. A warm stream hit me from the side. Igor was pissing freely. While he tried to keep his dick pointing to an empty spot on the wall he couldn't help but hit me and Kang. The Chinese teen lost control next and pissed straight up in his own face. Sven and I went simultaneously. Whatever this game was we'd just see it through and then focus on the weird devices on the wall. Our dicks sprayed like hoses and soon the smell of sweat was mixed with the smell of piss. But it never stopped. I didn't feel any emptier after half a minute of pissing. It got even worse. Our dicks sprayed at inhuman strength, any stream hitting my skin hurt like a punch. There was no way a normal human's penis could even withstand such pressure. We all groaned in frustration as the pressure on our bladders rose and rose. The piss drops were spraying everywhere. Even though we all aimed up to avoid hurting each other, there was no way to escape the rain coming down on us. And it still didn't stop. Maybe we just had to solve the puzzles while pissing. I shuffled towards the wall with the squares covered in ornaments. I could perceive Kang turning towards the device on the other side. We were up to the shins in piss and the pressure was still rising, albeit slower than before. I noticed that the weights might simple be there to keep us from swimming. We had to get out before we drowned. I looked at the squares. There was one missing in the lower left corner. A sliding puzzle! As the piss rose above our knees we began to panic. I was shuffling the squares back and forth, trying to make sense of the pattern. Kang was flipping switches behind me. When the piss reached my balls, I realized it. Another pentagram, hidden among the senseless, confusing lines. I started sliding the squares into the correct arrangement. It took me until we were covered in our piss up to the abs. Once I slid the last piece into place, something came out of the wall between the two puzzles at chest height. Another puzzle? No, it was... a dick. A thick, pitch black, pulsing dick. It was on a rod of stone and could therefore not be real, but it looked and pulsed lifelike. A drop of pre-cum slid from the tip. Was it – somehow—real? A dick not connected to its owner? In this place it was not unthinkable. Igor was closest and reached for it. He squeezed the erection and made an astonished sound. Apparently it even felt real. The massive man who took up most of the space in the pit began to stroke the dick. To our horror, it slowly went limp. If we had to get it off to escape our chances were slim. Igor stopped the stroking and pushed me aside. He reached across the pit and grabbed Sven by the hair. The blond boy yelped in surprise but Igor was quick. He pressed the boy's mouth against the dick with enough force to make it slide between Sven's lips. The Russian held tight and forced the teen's face forward until the dick was fully buried in Sven's throat. I estimated that the dick was reaching way into the esophagus. The boy made gargling noises and tried to beat the man but Igor held one of the teen model's hands and after a second of consideration I grabbed the other. The piss was now high enough to reach Sven's nipples. With Igor forcing him up and down the dick the boy's chin reached the piss. It seemed Igor knew what he was doing, always pulling all the way back to give Sven a way to breathe but pushing all the way down to massage every part of the dick. Kang made an excited noise. He had solved his puzzle, too. Something happened on the wall opposite of the dick. Something popped out from the wall but it was farther down, fully submerged. I was closest so I reached for it. It was another dick. No one could suck it without drowning. Kang seemed to understand my look of sorrow. He looked back and forth between the crying Sven who still gargled mucus and pre-cum, and the place where the new dick was hidden by piss. Wasn't Kang bicurious? Maybe he would ride it? Indeed the teen bodybuilder made his way towards the dick, shoving me aside. He reached down into the piss to grab the dick and... I had thought he would shove it up his ass. Instead he reached around Sven's bent over hips and pulled the boy back. In the tight space this left Igor enough of Sven's throat to work with but – I realized – now the small boy's ass was in reach for the second dick. I made sure Igor had a firm grasp on the blond boy's hair and hands and helped Kang line up the dick with the tight ass. It took multiple tries since Sven would not stop struggling but eventually the teen bodybuilder managed to slide the dick into the model's ass. Sven screamed into the dick he was sucking as we pushed him down on the thick, demonic tool. The piss was so high that the teen got submerged every time his face was all the way down on the first dick. Kang and I did our best to make Sven's ass ride up and down. It worked. The piss stopped rising as the pressure in my bladder ceased. A deafening slurping sound droned through the pit and all the fluid was sucked out of the space. When the piss was back to knee height, the dick in Sven's ass came. It was almost an explosion. The teen was pushed off the dick by the force of flowing cum that sprayed everywhere. The flow was as strong as our pissing had been until just now. Then his face was pushed back by a similar stream of white goo that slammed into his face. Luckily the concentrated cum stream didn't hit me or the other two. The pit rose back to the surface. "Here are the results. Sliding puzzle, Nathan. Switch puzzle, Kang. Upper dick, Igor and Sven. Lower dick, Kang, Nathan and Sven. Validate your betting tokens now. The next round will begin after a quick message from our sponsors." The two-way screens in the stalactites went black and we were left in a red, fiery cathedral-cave.