Date: Tue, 29 Jan 2019 04:43:15 +0000
From: Agingathlete1953 <agingathlete1953@protonmail.com>
Subject: The Book Club--Toxic Masculinity

The Book Club--Toxic Masculinity
by Antaeus
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Totally fictitious, any names, places, etc. purely coincidental. Straight,
gay, lesbian, BDSM, it's all here. Lot's of ball play. 
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Lisa brushed her hand along the coarse stubble of Jack's beard and traced
the edge of his jawline with her fingertip, then pushed her fingers up
through his short-cropped haircut.

"How are you holding up, honey?" she asked.

"I'm ok, just anxious for the party to get started," he replied. She kissed
him hard on the lips and then went to check to see how the refreshments
were coming.

Jack sighed, he had been in position for at least fifteen minutes. He
couldn't see the clock on the wall behind his head, but he figured at any
time the Book Club members would begin to arrive. He was squatting naked on
the large console cabinet that dominated the front entrance to their
home. His arms were raised, secured by a rigid spreader bar and collar, the
back of which was attached firmly to an eyelet in the wall. Thick straps
secured his thighs to his calves and were also attached to the wall,
effectively spreading his legs near 180 degrees, his cock and balls fully
exposed and vulnerable. A 'Vibrating Rogue Erection Enhancer' had been
fitted to his goods. The device was nothing short of diabolical, basically
a cock and ball ring with a knob that pressed on his perineum and then
ended with a thick butt plug that pressed against his prostate. A button on
the front of the device, just below his balls, activated a vibrator at his
prostate.

Jack had been given a Viagra and his cock was as rigid as a pole, jutting
up and pulling his balls up and out from his groin. He wondered what Lisa's
friends would think of the display because this month his wife had added a
new twist. His balls had been painted bright blue with body paint and his
cock shaft was painted red. He knew he looked like a huge and hairless
Vervet Monkey.

Suddenly Maria, their maid, appeared holding a silver tray that she placed
on the counter between his legs. She pressed the button on the enhancer
momentarily and he jumped at the sudden vibration--or at least jumped as
far as his restraints would allow.

"Lo siento, Señor Jones, Domina Lisa asked me to check the
batteries" she apologized in her heavy Spanish accent.

Jack always thought it amusing how matter-of-fact Maria was with their
household arrangement. She had been the one who had painted his junk and he
knew what was on the tray: an array of tools that the guests could use on
him. He also liked the way she was always respectful to him, even when she
was assisting Lisa in disciplining him.

Maria bustled away towards the living room through the wide portal across
the foyer from where Jack was restrained. He looked over and saw his wife
descending the staircase to his right and he gasped. She was just
ravishing, wearing a tight, clinging black dress that wrapped in folds
around her statuesque body. Her ample breasts were thrust up and out by a
tight bodice and she wore elbow length black gloves. Her long black hair
was pulled up and back in a huge pony tail and the only jewelry she wore
was a velvet collar around her neck with a small gold charm dangling at the
center. That charm was a replica of Jack's scrotum made from a full size
cast of it that she had commissioned when they got married.

"Well Jack, how do I look?"

"You look beautiful Mistress," Jack exclaimed, defaulting to the title he
always used when they were playing.

She carried a thin black leather flogger and standing in front of him she
flicked her wrist and the flat end slapped smartly against his plump
scrotum. Jack winced as his nuts tried to retreat towards his body, but the
enhancer only allowed them to tighten, clearly defining their egg-like
shape.

"Thank you Mistress."

"I really love the red and blue paint, Jack, so patriotic."

"Yes Ma'am." Then he gasped as she dragged the end of her crop across the
folds of his abs. Jack was in excellent shape, in fact, Lisa demanded it of
him. He knew he was her trophy husband, and now he was mounted on a shelf
like the trophy he was. She leaned over and planted her mouth firmly
against his, shooting her tongue into his mouth which he greedily sucked
in. Then he moaned involuntarily as her gloved hand grabbed his cock and
milked it upward. She pulled away from him and caught the huge drop of
precum that had appeared with the tip of her finger, putting it to her
mouth and licking it off. I love the taste of you Jack, she said smiling.

"Yes Mistress, please have all you want."

"Nice try," she said as the crop slapped his balls smartly, "you know who I
am saving you for."

Jack winced, both at the slap and at the meaning of what she had said. He
felt confident that he was getting off today, but he also knew he wouldn't
enjoy it half as much since it would not be with his wife.

Then the doorbell rang and Lisa called out, "I'll get it Maria."

It was Toddy, Lisa's best friend. Jack knew it would be her, she was always
the first one to arrive for Book Club.

"Lisa, you look stunning!" she said as she gave her friend the
cheek-to-cheek peck.

"Jack, you look stunning too!" she exclaimed as she looked him over. "My
god Lisa, what have you done to his balls? Is this poor boy not getting
ANY?"

They both laughed and Jack felt a deep flush of embarrassment rise quickly
up his chest, then Toddy reached out and fondled his balls gently. Jack
closed his eyes and moaned as her soft hands and manicured nails rubbed and
scratched at his tight sack.

"I know what this boy likes, don't I?" she asked Lisa as Jack writhed and
moaned at her touch. Then with her other hand she held the button on the
butt plug and Jack jumped.

"Toddy, save some of that for later. Come into the kitchen I want to show
you my new creation." The two women then left, Jack's dick bobbing wildly
from the vibrator.

A minute or two later the doorbell rang again and Maria appeared to let the
next guest in. She opened the door and Jack heard her say, "Señor
Ian, Bienvenido, como estas?"

"Estoy bien, gracias!" Ian replied, moving past her towards Jack.

"Oh...my..gawd," Ian exclaimed as he looked Jack over, his head moving up
and down as he took it all in.

Ian was one of Lisa's assistants and he was gayer than Elton John. Jack did
not really like Ian, but Lisa loved playing him against Jack.

Maria bustled away as Ian leaned over to inspect Jack's junk. Then he
flicked out his tongue and licked the tip of Jack's engorged dick.

"Uhnnnnhh..." Jack moaned. "Did you like that Jack?"

"Yes Sir," Jack said dejectedly, torn between the sensation itself and his
loathing of Ian.

"Now Jack, you don't have to 'Sir' me," Ian told him as he cupped Jack's
balls.

"Mmmmph...Yes, Sir, I do."

"Very well then, suit yourself," Ian replied as he laid both hands on
Jack's pecs, rubbing them and twisting the bound man's nipples. "You are
such a beautiful man, and the colorful cock and balls look great on
you. How full are these balls anyway?" he said, one hand moving back to cup
and weigh Jack's tight scrotum.

"It's been a week, Sir," Jack replied between moans.

"Well then, we'll just have to relieve that congestion, won't we?"

Just then Lisa called out from the living room, "Ian, quit playing with
Jack and come in here."

"Yes Ma'am!" Ian called back, then gave Jack's balls and nipple a final
squeeze. "Later, my beautiful boy."

Jack was relieved that Lisa had called Ian away, but he knew that what was
next would be potentially worse. As if on cue, the doorbell rang
again. Maria appeared and opened the door, but Jack knew who it would be,
the final two members of the club, Lisa's friends Laney and Lois. They were
a couple and a weird one at that. Both women were stunningly gorgeous and
you had to know them to tell which one was the dominant because each acted
as feminine as straight women. Lois had absolutely no interest in men
whatsoever, but Laney was the one to watch, she hated men and only put up
with them because the city of Themiscyra, the capital of the Amazons,
didn't exist or she would have moved there.

Lois looked at Jack briefly and then pushed past Laney to follow Maria into
the living room. Then Laney turned to Jack, who looked down, not wanting to
meet her gaze. "Well, Jack, Lisa has you painted up quite fancy for today's
festivities."

"Yes Ma'am," Jack replied quietly.

Laney had reached out and was gently fondling Jack's balls. "You know Jack,
I have always wanted to possess these boys of yours."

"Yes Ma'am, I know," Jack gulped.

"You also know," Laney continued, "that unlike your beautiful wife, I would
not be content to have you keep them for me, I'd like to have them in a jar
on my desk!"

Then she squeezed his nuts until Jack gave out a high-pitched shriek.

"LANEY!" Lisa yelled from the living room, "don't hurt him. In fact, come
in here and let's get started."

Laney let go of Jack's balls and gave them a gentle pat, saying "later
sweetie."

-------------------------------------------- "Okay Ladies, and you too
Ian," Lisa announced. "Does everyone have a glass of wine, comfy? It's time
to get started."

From where Jack was perched he could not make out the conversation in the
other room, but he knew that the meeting had finally started.

"The book for this month was 'Toxic Masculinity' by Velvet Vagina." Ian
snickered.

"As you know, that's just a pen name. In fact, I happen to know the
author."

Laney asked, "What's her name?"

"Well honey," Lisa said, "it's not a she, it's a he."

"GET OUT!" Ian exclaimed, "Is it Jack?"

Lisa started laughing, "Good grief no, Jack couldn't write that book. Of
course, he did read it and like always we'll be giving him a quiz on it
later. If he passes the quiz, he gets a treat. If he fails, well, he'll be
keeping those blue balls of his a while longer. I've been edging him
nightly so he is pretty much ready to blow. Now then, you know the
drill. I'll give a summary of the book and then each of you will give your
opinion of it, then it will be Jack's turn. After you give your opinion go
out and tease Jack to keep him hard, but be very careful not to let him
come, and Laney, no serious injuries, OK?"

"I'll be gentle," Ian laughed at that, then Laney continued, "Look, you
know Lois isn't into teasing or torturing Jack, but she has something she'd
like to ask the group. Go ahead honey."

"Well, I have this new stuff that I found and I'd like to try it out on
him. I used it on Laney the other night and it was pretty wild." Lois had
fished around in her purse and pulled out what looked to be a tube of
toothpaste with some sort of brush on the end instead of a cap.

"It's called 'Itchy Witchy' and whatever it gets rubbed on develops a
really severe itch. I'd like to rub some on his balls. It's a liquid and
once it dries anyone else can touch it without getting the itchy stuff on
their hands."

Toddy piped in, "My girl, that sounds like fun, I say go for it." Lisa
nodded in agreement, "OK, after I give my summary you can go rub it on
Jack's balls."

Jack heard laughing in the other room and he knew they were talking about
him. He also knew Lois would be out soon as she was always first to tease
him and keep him hard. She didn't do much, just tickled his balls and
sucked on his nipples--she really liked nipples. After a few minutes Lois
came out of the living room. She didn't waste any time and jumped right in
on sucking at his nips. He had begun to sag a bit but with this hot lesbian
nibbling on his pecs it didn't take long for his erection to regain
strength. Lois never said anything and once she saw that he was hard again
she was generally through, but this time he saw that she had something in
her hand, it looked like a tube of something.

She held it up and squeezed and Jack saw a white creamy substance ooze out
of the cap that was actually a brush. He jumped when she started scrubbing
his nuts with it and he could swear she had the most evil grin on her
face. He squirmed a bit as she brushed the lotion all over his captive
balls and after they were completely covered she went back to the party.

Jack leaned forward as far as he could manage so that he could see his
scrotum. It was bright blue, of course, but shiny from whatever lotion or
cream that Lois had rubbed onto it. It started to dry and as it did the
itch began.

"Oh my god," Jack thought as the itch began to intensify. There was nothing
he could do, no way that he could get a hand down there. The itch in his
balls slowly increased in intensity until he began to squirm and try to
somehow get his nuts to move--anything to relive the itch.

"Well Jack, this is quite the scene."

Jack looked up to see that Toddy had come in from the living room. He loved
Toddy, not as much as Lisa, of course, but enough to fuck her regularly,
sometimes even without Lisa knowing about it, but more often than not under
Lisa's watchful gaze.

Toddy picked up a small leather flogger from the tray and began to slap
Jack's balls playfully. "Oh yes, thank you ma'am, thank you" Jack cried as
she slapped his exposed nads with the crop, dragging the leather straps
across his nuts with each blow.

Then she took his balls in her hand and rubbed them roughly, scratching
them as he would have done if his hands were free. She leaned into him and
whispered in his ear, "Don't forget this."

"No, no ma'am," he cried as she relieved the insatiable itch. Then she
kissed him, a long, deep tonguing, pulled away and returned to the party.

It wasn't long before the uncontrollable itch returned and once again Jack
moaned and struggled in his restraints, anything to relive the prickling
irritation on his balls. As he writhed and danced, at least as much as he
could, he couldn't but wonder at the fact that his dick was as hard as a
pole, the angry purple head of it pointing straight up, begging for
release. Whatever that cream was it not only caused the itch but was also
an aphrodisiac.

"Hello Jack," Laney's ominous yet sexy voice whispered from where she stood
enjoying his torment. "As much as I would like to torture your balls, that
might be a relief, so I don't plan to touch them much."

This didn't surprise Jack as all that Laney had ever wanted to do was
relieve him of his boys. At one party she had even held a knife to the base
of his sack and had it not been for Lisa's intervention she would have,
indeed, had his balls in a jar on her desk. He didn't know why she hated
him, or why she focussed solely on his manhood. The only thing that he
could think was that she was jealous of his masculinity and his association
with Lisa.

Now she had taken the Wartenberg wheel from the tray and was running it
lightly up and down the length of his engorged cock. The tickling sensation
against the itch in his balls was driving him crazy. "I'll bet you would
like me to scratch that itch in your balls, wouldn't you?" Laney whispered
into his ear as she nibbled on the lobe. Jack's eyes were shut and he
grimaced at the multiple unpleasant sensations. "Yes ma'am," he answered
through clenched teeth. "Oh," she said, dropping the wheel on the tray, "I
was hoping you'd ask me to rub your balls." She continued to nibble his ear
as she grabbed his sack with one hand and rubbed his glands between her
fingers roughly, like a gangster playing with a pair of ball bearings. Jack
gasped but didn't cry out. "I love having a man like you by the balls," she
whispered, "so vulnerable" she squeezed harder, but for Jack the intense
pressure only relieved the maddening itch.

"OK Laney," Ian said coming in from the living room, "torture session is
over." She gave one last squeeze and Jack gasped again as she reluctantly
let go of his jewels. He was panting now as Ian ran his hands over his
torso. Ian had placed one hand in the small of Jack's back and used the
other to knead and rub the abs and pecs of his captive hottie. Jack moaned
as Ian took one of his nipples into his mouth and sucked greedily, like a
baby at its mothers breast.

Ian loved Jack's body, especially his cock, but it was too soon for that,
he was content just to massage and knead the mans tight physique.

"Sir, will you please scratch my balls?" Jack pleaded.

"Why Jack," Ian feigned surprise, "I believe this is the first time you've
invited me to play with your berries."

"Sir, please." The itch had returned and was maddening.

Ian continued to hold his left hand on Jack's back, but now his right slid
down across Jack's stomach and onto his thigh. His hand slowly slid along
Jack's tight inner quad until he reached the bright blue ballsack. He knew
exactly what to do, after all, he was a man. His manicured nails scratched
up from the bottom and dragged across the skin as if it were his balls that
needed a good scratch. Jack moaned in relief.

"Is that good?"

"Oh yes Sir, please don't stop." Any reluctance Jack had with a gay man
fondling him had gone out the window.

Ian had pushed his face into the furrows of Jack's abs and was licking and
sucking as he continued to scratch Jack's balls. Ian was in heaven, finally
getting response out of Jack, who had always seemed repulsed by his
advances, yet unable to resist them.

Neither Ian or Jack had noticed that the other club members had come in to
the foyer and stood watching the two men. Jack's eyes were closed, his
fists clenched and he was breathing heavily. Ian's face was pressed into
his stomach, his tongue deep into Jack's navel, as he man-scratched Jack's
balls.

"Well isn't this special!" Lisa exclaimed loudly and the women giggled.

Jack's eyes flew open and a hot red flush swooped up from where Ian was
tonguing him up into his neck.

"OK Ian, pull away from Jack, it's time for his quiz."

Jack didn't know if it was Ian's scratching or that the lotion that Lois
had put on him had just worn off, but his balls had finally stopped
itching. Lisa moved forward and began sliding her hand up and down his
engorged cock, which until now had not received much attention. He gasped
and tried to thrust into her hand. She pulled away.

"Not so fast, tiger. You have some work to do."

Jack took a deep breath while the others looked on in fascination.

"OK then, first question." Lisa had placed her fingertips around the head
of Jack's dick and began to doorknob it as Jack moaned and
writhed. "Remember, I won't repeat the question," she said menacingly as
she edged him.

"How did Velvet define 'Toxic Masculinity'?" Lisa asked as she pressed
Jack's balls together with one hand and lightly stroked them lengthwise
with the other. She knew this drove him crazy.

Jack panted and tightly grimaced as he tried to remember the answer. Toddy
came over and rubbed the top of his head. "I love it when he does this, he
looks just like a little schoolboy after being called on by teacher."

"EXAGGERATED MASCULINE TRAITS!" Jack finally yelled out.

Lisa stopped stroking his balls, "No need to yell."

"I'm sorry mistress, was that correct?" he asked, with a concerned and
quizzical look.

Lisa had gone back to his cock, grabbing it securely with her thumb and
index finger wrapped around his glans like she was making an OK sign, her
other hand open and palming the top, which was wet and slick with
precum. "Gahhhhhnnn..." Jack moaned.

"Yes Jack, you got the first one right."

"I don't think he heard you," Laney said mockingly, taking a sip of her
wine.

Lisa noticed that Jack's balls had tightened so she let go of his cock and
he sighed, part from relief, part from frustration. Ian marveled at the
color of his cock head, a deep, dark purple, and sympathized with him as
only a fellow male could.

"Lois," Lisa asked, "Is it safe for Ian to lick Jack's balls?"

"Oh sure, the 'Itchy Witchy' is non-toxic, he's safe."

"Go for it Ian!"

Ian set his wine glass down and leaning forward quickly sucked Jack's
entire scrotum into his mouth. "Ahhhhh..." Jack groaned, both with the
pleasure of it and the pain. Jack's balls weren't huge, but they weren't
small either, and Ian kept suction to hold them in his mouth while his
tongue rubbed back and forth under each nut.

"Now then," Lisa continued, "What did the book say was the defining idea of
toxic masculinity?"

Jack's head fell back as his mouth fell open and he stared at the ceiling,
searching for the answer and trying to ignore Ian's vacuuming of his sack.

Then he looked at Lisa saying smugly "It's the idea that any interest in
things that are strictly feminine are an emasculation of a man."

"Very good!" Lisa praised and pulled Ian off of Jack's scrotum, his balls
making a popping sound as they exited Ian's mouth. Jack sighed with relief.

"Now the hard one." Toddy giggled and said, "That won't be the only hard
one in the room." Ian was also sporting a boner that was clearly outlined
at the front of his jeans.

"What is the cure for 'Toxic Masculinity'?" Lisa demanded.

Jack was dumbfounded as everyone stared at him. His cock had suddenly
drooped and his balls relaxed. Lisa had a devilish smile on her face.

"Let's get an answer Jack," she prodded. His mind was racing as he tried to
review the book in his head. He couldn't remember if the book even
mentioned a 'cure'.

Suddenly Laney slapped his balls, hard. "Here," she said, "maybe this will
jog your memory."

"That was just mean," Toddy scolded her, then Jack remembered that the
author had talked about a 'solution', which he thought was like a 'cure'.

"REAL MASCULINITY!" Jack blurted out, his balls throbbing from Laney's
slap.

Lisa smiled. "You did good Jack."

Jack sighed with relief, his cock had gone soft but his engorged balls
still ached.

"Alright ladies, he's earned his reward." Lisa had sat down on the bench in
the foyer to watch.

Ian moved in and put his mouth firmly over Jack's flaccid member. Toddy
held his head and began a deep French kiss. Laney began slapping his balls
with the flogger while Lois latched onto his pecs, biting playfully at his
nipples.

Jack was in heaven as his dick reasserted itself, lengthening into Ian's
throat as the gay man greedily sucked it down. Of course, it didn't take
long. Toddy had to move to his ears as he panted and gasped for breath from
the multiple sites of stimulation. His back arched and he gave a deep,
growling groan.

"That's my man," Lisa exclaimed as Jack orgasmed into Ian's mouth, his hips
thrusting with each spurt of his pent up cum.

After it was over the women pulled away and Ian kissed Jack, who could
taste his cum on Ian's lips. "That was delicious," Ian whispered into his
ear.

Maria held the door as Lisa said goodbye to each of her guests. After they
had left, she turned to Jack, undoing the latches on the spreader.

"Wait until you see the book for next month."

The End