Date: Tue, 26 Jul 2022 12:18:40 +0000 From: Peter Irvine Subject: Maybe Too Much - Chapter 1 I've known for a long time I'm a bit of a slut and a perv. At the age of 12, my first introduction to sex when my brother grabbed the back of my head and forced his cock down my throat, I discovered I loved the smell of sweaty cock and the taste of cum. At 13, when he fucked me for the first time with a bit of spit as lube, I discovered I also didn't mind pain. After getting the cane for sucking off one of the high school boys in the school toilets, I found that even severe pain got me excited. When Mr. Jasons, my PE teacher made me suck his dirty cock after he fucked me at the age of 14, I learnt shit didn't phase me me either. In fact, I liked it. Home alone one day and horny, as all 15 year olds are, I was in my room pulling on my dick, thinking of some of the boys at school. Maxie our Labrador came into my room, jumped on the bed and started licking my cock and balls. Without even a second thought, I lifted my ankles up to my ears and let him get his tongue deep in my ass. Later I thought "Wow, well that was different", and my cock twitched with excitement. I'd found something else I was into. Almost every night, right up till he went to college, my older brother would have me suck his cock or he'd fuck me. It was the norm. And no matter if I wanted or not, my bro would get what he wanted. In his very calm way of telling me what to do, I'd have to obey. There was no saying "no". So as you can see, the first three years of my "sex life"entrained me to believe sex was seriously kinky stuff. As a result. I never got excited about wanking and discovered I needed to have some other kinky cock in the room to get off. When my brother did go to college, Maxie's cock became the kinky cock I needed when there were no alternative. I'd suck Maxie off while he was licking my cock and balls. We'd enjoy eating each other's cum. Unfortunately, I could never get him to fuck me, I think he was just too old to learn that new trick. At 19 now, kink and perv are embedded in my psyche. Vanilla doesn't get me off at all. It's just, well, boring. So I am 19, blond, only 5'4", very small build and due to my Scandinavian heritage, have very little body hair. The hair I do have, a razor gets rid of. I know the guys I want to attract love that look. I'm often asked when chatting to guys on dating apps to confirm my age. Once, a guy even asked to see my drivers license when I arrived at his place. I love it when they get really boned up thinking I'm 14. It really brings out their kinky side. And I love kink! But there was this one time when maybe it was a bit too much. I was chatting to this guy on a hookup site. He loved my pics and was a bit of a chastity freak, which piqued my interest. He told me how he liked caged guys and guys weren't allowed to touch their cock when he fucked them. I'd not been caged before and as he said he had some "good shit" to enhance the situation. I thought why not. I headed over to his place, which was in a really nice part of town. I walked up the stairs, there was only one bell. I thought "Man, does he have the whole house"? There were 4 floors. About a minute after pressing the bell, a handsome, dark haired guy answered the door. In a very posh voice he said "Hello, and how are you tonight?". He was good looking, seemed to have a nice body under his t-shirt & jeans, lived in a nice part of town and had what seemed to be like an amazing house. I thought "Alright, this is going to be fun"! He invited me in. We walked down a hallway and I could see a large living room off to one side and what seemed to be a huge kitchen at the end. But then he opened a door before the kitchen and said "After you". There was a set of stairs down to the basement. Not a dingy basement, it was as nice as the rest of the house. He said "Head down the back, it's the last door on the right". I walked down the hall and to my surprise, the last door on the right opened up into a fully equipped sex room. "WOW" I expressed without thinking. I heard a muted half chuckle from behind me. "This is amazing man, I bet you've had some fun in here"? "Oh yes, more than you can imagine" he winked at me. "Right", he continued. "Before we start, there are a few ground rules. As I mentioned, you're not to touch your cock. I'll get your cock in a cage in a moment. The safe word is "jumbalaya" and you need to sign this consent form". I looked at him a little blankly. "It's just to say that what we are about to do is consensual. I've had guys see the house and think they can get something out of me by claiming I'd done stuff to them without their consent. This form protects both of us from that. Yes it stops me suing you as well". And there was another wink with a cheeky smile. I liked this guy, he sounded like fun. I took the pen from him and just signed where he was pointing. "Great", he said and put the document in a draw. I think it was the confidence with which he said things that made me do what he said. There was not an ounce of question in his inflection, it was polite and firm. He reminded me of the way my brother used to tell me what to do. "Let's get started. Take this", he said handing me a pill. I didn't even think to ask what it was, I was mesmerized by his demeanor. I threw the pill down my throat and followed it up with the water he handed me. "Take off your clothes, let's get you caged up" I started taking off my clothes and said "I am not sure if that's going to be possible at the moment". I stood their naked in front of him with my cock at attention and starting to drip. I was so horny and the whole situation was so exciting that there was no way my cock was going in a cage. "Oh" he said. He stood there looking at me, no expression on his face so I couldn't tell what he was thinking. Was he pleased, displeased, I didn't know. He then looked me right in the eye and said, "We can proceed, but you must not, you cannot touch your cock. There will be consequences if you do". Fuck I thought, I am loving this. My cock twitched, which he saw and there was that cheeky grin again. I started to feel a little light headed from the pil, but warm and fuzzy at the same time. "Over there, get up on the table on your hands and knees" was the next command. I immediately obeyed. "Face to wall" he said, which meant I could not see anything in the room. Man this was hot, my cock dripped precum on his table. I was so hard. It's interesting how if someone tells you "not" to do something, how much you think about doing it. And I love the taste of my precum so I reached down, gave my cock a tug and....WHACK! I don't know what he hit me with but my butt screamed, as did I. "Fuck man"! In a low, controlled and surprisingly calming voice he said "I told you not to touch your cock. And I warned you there would be consequences". Although there was no question to respond to, I said "Yes Sir". Not quite sure why I said "Sir" either, but seemed right for the situation. "Let's continue". I heard the snap of him putting on rubber gloves and when I looked, could see they were surgical gloves. Nice, interesting. My cock twitched again and more precum dripping onto the table. I mentally reminded myself, "Don't touch my cock, don't touch my cock". Next I felt something, um, it wasn't lube. It was cold but warm, and seemed to heat up. "What's that? Doesn't feel like lube". "It's a type of numbing cream. Medical grade. Your ass should be numb in about 5 minutes", he replied. "Oh". Well that's not something I've done before I thought to myself. And my cock twitched again with excitement as the precum was now almost constantly dripping from my cock. Man I wanted to give my cock a good tug. "Don't touch my cock, don't touch my cock". Next I felt this cold, must have been stainless steel cylinder being inserted into my ass. The cold, smoothness of it, and the direction he pushed it, ensuring it hit my prostate, made me moan. I unconsciously reached for my cock and...WHACK. "You obviously have no control", he said again with very little emotion. "Fuck man, sorry, sorry. That just felt amazing. What was..." I felt a sharp prick on my butt cheek. I quickly turned around and saw him pull a needle out. "What the....." Is all I got out. As I felt myself slip into unconsciousness, I heard him say "We need to make sure you don't touch that thing". I have no idea how long I was out for, but I woke up in what seemed to be dentists or a doctors chair. It had stirrups, so must have been a doctors chair. Next I realized, I couldn't move. I was strapped in, tight. My legs were tied to the stirrups, my chest and arms to the bench. All I could do was lift my head. I looked around the room and he was in the corner laying things out on what looked like a surgical tray. He was dressed in full surgical scrubs and had gloves and a mask on. I looked down and saw there was like a surgical sheet over me with just my cock and balls exposed. My cock had gone soft but that wasn't the odd thing. I couldn't actually feel my cock. I couldn't feel my legs. It was like the lower half of my body was totally numb. He must have heard me move as he turned around and walked over. He place a hand gently on my shoulder and said calmly, "It's ok. You're ok. I've given you an epidural so you won't feel anything from the waist down. It's only temporary, you'll get all the feeling back when we're done". "Done"? I questioned. "Done doing what?" "Well", he said walking back over to the corner of the room. "You agreed to not touch your cock, but failed to stick to that agreement. Therefore as I mentioned, there are consequences". He wheeled over the tray he'd been laying out and I fucking freaked. There were scalpels , forceps and other surgical instruments on there. There were also bandages and these triangular, stainless steel, pyramid like things, about a centimeter in size. Struggling to get free I begged "Fuck man, let me go. What are you doing? What are you going to do to me? Let me the fuck go." Again, a gentle hand on my shoulder and he calmy said "It's ok. You're ok. It's what we agreed. I can give you something to calm you down if you like?". "Man I don't want anything, just let me go. I'll never touch my cock again. I promise". I could feel myself almost starting to cry. "OK, I won't give you anything else. I'd like you to watch anyway. You'll be ok. I promise. Let's begin". He picked up the scalpel with his right hand, picked up my cock and pulled my foreskin back in his left. Then proceeded to make an incision under the head of my cock at the start of my shaft. All I could do was stare. It seemed my whole body was now numb. He wiped the blood away. Then picked up this other utensil and started to pull the skin away from innards of my cock. I could not get a word out. Staring down at my cock as it was being mutilated was the most bizarre experience leaving me speechless. I was totally freaked out, but somewhere in the back of my mind, I was also turned on. I didn't feel it, but he must have. "You like this" he said. "What do you mean"? I said. "Your cock twitched. You like seeing this happen to you". "I don't know man, I don't know. What's happening to me?" The question was rhetorical, I didn't expect and answer and he didn't give one. My body just sank into the chair as my mind gave up as I stared wide eyed at the bloody state of my cock. He worked in silence as he pushed the stainless steel pyramids under the skin and down the shaft. He positioned them in all different place right around my cock along the length. When he's put them all in, he got an odd shaped needle and thread and I must say, very neatly stitched up the incision around the head of my cock. I continued to stare at my cock that now had all these subdermal pyramids all around and along my shaft. It looked totally fucking weird, not like a cock should look at all. He finished, snapping off his gloves and said "We're done. Well almost". He move the tray away, took off the shirt of his scrubs. I saw he was rock hard and the trousers of his scrubs were so wet with precum. Fuck, his getting totally off on doing this, which again strangely excited me. He pulled the bottom half of his scrubs off exposing his wet 9" hairless cock. I don't why but I was now really turned on again. Must have been the drugs. He lifted the stirrups which my legs were bound in, spread them wide and moved between my legs. Spat on his hand and rubbed his cock. Then placed the head of his cock against my hole. "You're not going to touch your cock now are you"? he said smiling. In shock, all I could get out was "Ah, no".