Date: Sun, 20 Sep 2020 00:19:30 -0400
From: Master Will <mastersounder2015@gmail.com>
Subject: Nailed It Chapter 57

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Nailed It: Chapter 57 Seek and You Will Find

Clay pulled the sheet and bedspread up over himself. He tossed and turned
in the bed. He couldn't sleep. He thought, "If he thinks I'm running after
him he's nuts. I've been horned up in three different photo shoots and then
a fourth time by him here in bed. I need to fucking get off." He pushed off
the bedding and started jacking his prick. He couldn't get his prick
hard. Frustrated, Clay pulled up the bedding back up and fumed until he
went to sleep.

Gordon arrived Sunday morning to bring breakfast. Eddie was spread out over
the breakfast nook table going over contact sheets. "Good morning Eddie!
How did it go last night?"

"Morning Gordon! I could build three shows just off what I shot last
night!" He drained his coffee cup. What's for breakfast? I'm starving and
want to catch some of this morning light."

"Nothing fancy just breakfast hash from Bleu's. I picked up corn bread
muffins too."

"We will sit at the bar," Eddie said. "Would you please go upstairs and
wake them. They're in the bedroom at the head of the stairs."

Gordon rolled his eyes. He thought, "I will wind up being the gofer all day
if I stick around. Lucky for me he promised it would just be the three of
them." He knocked on the door. There was no response. He cracked the door
open and peeked inside. He found the bed made and the room empty. He dialed
Eddie's number.

"Castillo," Eddie said as he answered his cell phone.

"Boss there's no one in that room."

Eduardo dashed upstairs. He looked at the room and began checking the
others. In the bedroom at the far end of the hall he found Clay stretching
and yawning as he woke.

"Good Morning!" he smiled at the two men. He remembered Sean and he had
fought and had slept apart for the first time in 35 days. "Is Sean up?" he
inquired.

"You mean he's not here?" Eddie said as he checked the bathroom.

"We sort of had a fight."

"A fight! You had a fight! You two were supposed to come up here and fuck
your brains out! Gordon was his car still here?"

"The Emerald Supra? Yeah it's out there."

Clay was now concerned. He jumped out of bed and wrapped a robe around
himself. The three men checked the living and dining rooms. Eddie checked
the barn while Gordon and Clay searched the nearby grounds.

"I found him!" Gordon yelled. Eddie and Clay joined him in the front of the
house. Through a window they could see Sean's legs and feet on a couch.

"Where the hell is that? Did they make a room I didn't know about?" He
pointed at the house counting windows: kitchen, pantry, laundry room and
that. They went back in through the side door to the kitchen. The three men
walked through the pantry and into the laundry room. There was no door to
another room.

Castillo raced around to the entrance way. He walked under the stair
landing and saw that what he had always thought of as wood paneling was
actually an odd shaped door. He turned the knob. It was locked. He pounded
on the door!

A startled Sean woke up! He wrapped his robe around himself and opened the
door. "What the fuck! Is the world ending?"

"We didn't know where you were Chief." Clay went in to kiss his
partner. Sean stepped back. He wasn't over last night's rebuff.

Ignoring Clay, Sean said, "I'm sorry to have alarmed you Eddie. I need to
use a toilet." He pushed past the three men and entered the powder room
under the stairs.

"That was cold!" Gordon said as Eduardo and he walked back to the
kitchen. "Wonder what happened?"

"Let's set up breakfast on the lanai. See if we can recapture the mood from
last night."

Clay sat on the floor outside the powder room. He heard the toilet flush
and the faucets turn on. He got up and thought about kneeling. He decided
against it.

Sean opened the door. "Let me pass please." he ordered.

"Not until we talk," Clay replied.

"You made your position and opinion clear last night," Sean replied in his
best snarky bitch voice. He tried to push past.

"So did you." Clay pushed Sean back into the library and closed the door
with a bang.

"They're at it again," Eddie commented. "Let's get them apart before they
do damage to themselves or the house."

"Let them be Eddie. I don't think they'll hurt each other
physically. Whatever happened last night has got to be talked out between
them."

Clay was boiling on the inside. "I guess by making me sleep alone you
thought you were teaching me a lesson. What it taught me was I can sleep
just fine on my own."

"I learned the same lesson. I also learned that you want what you want when
you want it just like a spoiled brat."

"Well you showed me I was just a thing to be played with last night. I
burned for you for hours during those shoots yesterday. I tried to tell you
how much I needed to be one with you. But you just ignored me and took your
sweet time to live out one of your fantasies. I am not an object to be used
like a flesh light! I thought I was your lover!" Clay spit out the
words. "I realized I was wrong and had only one way to stop myself from
being used. I don't regret calling uncle. What I regret is falling in love
with you."

He turned and started for the door. Sean pulled him back and pushed him
down onto the couch. Clay balled his fists and stood up ready to strike.

"Clay, will you please listen to me for a few minutes? If you ever really
loved me just give me a few more minutes." Clay moved to the overstuffed
chair in the corner and sat down. Sean sat on the couch. He didn't speak
right away.

"You are correct. I treated you badly. I didn't listen to you. I read all
your body's signals and I ignored them. I forgot everything I was taught a
Dom owes to his submissive. Much less what one lover owes to the other. I
pushed you too far and you were right to push me away."

After a deep breath Sean continued, "People say, `Love is never having to
say you're sorry.' I don't agree. True love requires one to express their
sorrow when they have hurt the one they love. That is especially when that
one has been so generous with bestowing their love in return."

Swallowing hard he looked Clay in the eyes, "I am sincerely sorry Clay. I
can understand your wanting to end our relationship. I'll tell Eddie he
will have to build his show with what he's got. Then I'll take you back to
the apartment. I'll pack my things and move to Mom and Dad's. You can keep
the apartment and the furniture. I'll regret pushing you away for the rest
of my life." A single tear ran down from his left eye.

Sean took a few moments to regain his composure then stood up. Clay stood
too and took Sean's hand. He sat down on the couch and pulled Sean down
beside him.

"We made it 35 days together.  You and I have faced and survived more
things than couples who have been with each other 35 years. I share your
sentiment that when we hurt each other we need to apologize. I accept your
apology and I ask you to forgive me for driving you away last night."

He paused just a moment before continuing, "I really don't want us to end
our relationship. In fact," he flashed Sean his cheeky grin, "Can we go
upstairs and finish what we started last night?"

Sean threw his arms around Clay and hugged him tightly. Both had their
goofy grins on their faces. Grabbing Sean's hand Clay led the way back
upstairs to their bedroom.

Forty minutes later they walked naked into the kitchen. Eddie was pouring
over contact sheets circling images which he thought might pair well for
the exhibit. "Gordon had to go. He put your breakfasts in the warmer over
there. Are we feeling all better?"

"Makeup sex is pretty damn hot Eddie," Clay joked.

"Yes, Gordon and I heard you howl when Sean nailed it earlier!"

Clay blushed. He remembered how enthralled he was as Sean's cock sank into
him. His delight came out in a howl that he had held in from the moment
they left for Sean's parent house. Normally he ejaculated when he had an
orgasm. Today was different. As Sean's prick slid into his eager bottom he
experienced multiple anal orgasms. They rocked his world, not once but 8 or
9 times which produced his howl. He jizzed later during their intercourse,
but that anal orgasm was one he'd always remember.

Clay looked at Eddie, "Mr. Castillo," Eddie put down his magnifier. "Sean
and I are prepared to model for you today. However, that chemistry you see
between us has to be addressed. We cannot hold off for hours on end as we
did last night. Especially after the weekend we've had. We hope you
understand."

"Mr. Reed and Mr. Walls, I understand your need and will work with you to
accommodate you. Now eat your damn breakfast so we can catch some of this
morning light!"

The two men grabbed their plates and listened as Eddie described the day.

"Since we lost first light this morning, I'm going to reserve the right to
schedule an early morning shoot of you two sprouting morning wood. We can
do it here, my place or your own bedroom."

"I looked at the stuff you brought; I think we can use it all in outdoor
settings, except for the leather. We'll do the leather in the barn. Sean
I've got a particular photo in my head of Clay roped to one of the
walls. Clay, I hope you have a lot of flexibility but it will be what it
will be."

Castillo continued, "Dress out in jocks, underwear and onesies. We're going
to start at the volleyball pit. We'll use the other underwear, jocks and
socks on the basketball court. After lunch we will do the leather."

Eddie explained that they would be playing strip volleyball and strip
basketball. For each point scored the loosing player removes an item of
clothing.

Clay gave Sean a wicked smile. "Guess who played basketball in high school
lover?" I'm not half bad at volleyball either!"

"How did you know I played basketball in high school?" Sean shot back at
Clay.  have also played a lot of beach volleyball. So this is going to be
fun."

Eddie got his cameras ready. Clay insisted on a coin toss. Eddie tossed the
coin and Farm Boy called tails. It was heads and Sean served first. The
first shots were individual shots of the duo in relaxed poses walking
around the net and the sandy court. Now it was time for the action shots.

Sean served first. Clay returned the ball but put too much effort into it
sending the ball out of bounds. Point to Sean and Farm Boy removed his
onesie. Sean gave a cat call whistle as Clay stood there in the trunk style
underwear.

Sean served again. Farm Boy's return was better placed. Sean returned to
him. The back and forth ended when Clay spiked the ball. Sean lost his
onesie.

Clay botched his first serve when it hit the net.

Sean's next serve landed outside the line. Clay's serve was good. After a
few back and forth shots across the net Clay spiked the ball again Sean was
reduced to his jock.

Clay served again and once more hit the net. Sean served and Clay returned
the ball. This time it was Sean's chance to spike the ball. Farm Boy dove
for the ball but missed and ended up with a face full of sand. He took off
his underwear.

The two jocks in jocks continued their game. This time, Clay tripped over
his own feet. He surrendered his jock. "You win Chief," he said.

"Games not over until you're both playing nude," Eddie corrected him.

Sean served again. They returned the ball back and forth a few times before
Clay once more leapt up to spike it. Sean removed his jock. This time Farm
Boy did the cat-call.

Eddie suggested they just swat the ball back and forth a few times. He got
the images he wanted. "You two can take a 69 break now or a water break."

Sean looked at Clay, "Your call babe. You horned up enough to get off or do
I need to beat your ass at basketball too?" He shot Farm Boy a lecherous
grim.

"Oh this is so on! We'll do the water break. Winner of the basketball game
gets to call top or bottom."

Sean raised his eyebrow, "Agreed." They walked back to the house to get
water. Sean grabbed his backpack from the car and brought it in. He pulled
out the Ōura ring sizing kit and showed to Clay. "I'm an 11 what
about you?" Clay tried the 11 but it was too small. The 12 fit him
perfectly. "I'll order them and we can track our steps and sleep."

"Can we think about that more Chief? I'm not much of a jewelry
person. Except for the necklace you gave me, I own a watch and my senior
ring from high school. I don't even wear that anymore."

"Sure Clay, I won't order it yet. I'm heading to the powder room, back in a
bit."

"Mention my name and you'll get a good seat!" Clay laughed at his own
joke. He didn't see Sean roll his eyes.

Inside the powder room Sean sent a text to his friend Danny, the custom
design expert at The Smithy Jewelry Shoppe on Lee Road in Orlando.  "Clay
wears a 12."

Danny responded with the thumb up emoji "I'll have them ready Thursday."

Sean acknowledged Danny's text then deleted the exchange. He flushed and
sprayed air freshener to give credence to his subterfuge.

Castillo was ready to resume. The couple put on their jocks and
underwear. They carried their knee high socks with them to the court.

The Court was only a 30 by 30 concrete slab with a basketball hoop and
backboard mounted on a pole at one end. The models pulled on their white
knee high socks. Sean's pair had a red bar highlighting his calf while Clay
had a light blue bar for his calf.

"This is a game of pickup guys. The last person to remove his sock wins."

"He also gets to decide top or bottom." Clay reminded Sean. Eddie just
laughed. He took some individual images then posed the two men for the jump
ball shot. He took the shot then tossed the ball into the air. Eddie
doubled back quickly and started snapping pictures. This game was more
physical as the two men jockeyed for positions and shots. Clay got off the
first shot at the basket. His shot bounced off the rim. Sean caught it on
rebound and did a lay-up which went through. Clay peeled off his underwear
and threw them at Sean.

Chief joked, "Ooooh so competitive!" He tossed the underwater to the edge
of the court.

Clay retrieved the ball and the game was on again. Sean tried to block him
but Clay made a hook shot into the basket. Sean shimmied out of his
underwear tossing them to the side. Clay did a cat-call whistle for which
Sean shot him a bird. Sean made a jump shot that arced beautifully into the
net. Clay lost his jock.

Eddie saw the change in both men through his lens. Their playfulness was
replaced with a serious competiveness. They were both in it to win it.

Clay's cock and balls bounced wildly as he dribbled toward the basket and
made another lay-up shot. Both men were down to their socks.

As Sean dribbled the ball Clay blocked him and dislodged the
ball. Recovering it quickly he made a jump shot that sailed into the
net. Sean was down to his last sock.

Showing off his own prowess at basketball Sean launched a shot of his own,
which would have been a 3 pointer in a regulation game. Clay removed a
sock. Clay had the ball and was dribbling it. Sean tried to block him but
failed. Farm Boy whooped and hollered as he slam dunked the ball.

Sean drew off the last sock. Then he ran up to Clay and jumped up wrapping
his arms and legs around him, "What's it going to be big boy top or
bottom?"

Clay's mischievous smile crept across his face as he answered, "Both! I'm
up for a flip fuck if you are!" Clay put Sean down, grabbed his hand and
with cocks already hardening ran back to the house. All captured by Eddie's
camera.

Once in the bedroom, Chief and Farm Boy started a frenetic 69. Clay rolled
off Sean. "Get your ass in the air so I can eat it Chief!" Sean turned over
and got on his knees. Farm Boy started munching on the Chief's pucker like
a starving man. He licked. He sucked. He probed with his tongue and
fingers.

Sean encouraged him. "Yeah boy, eat that at ass! Slick it up good for me. I
want that nine inches sliding all the way in nice and smooth. Munch on it!
Yeah, that's it fucker, make Daddy feel real good!"

Clay upped his game! He played with Sean's balls and cock. He heard Sean's
moans become more guttural and knew it was time. He mounted his partner
doggie style and plunged in. Chief gasped. Since Clay hadn't positioned him
for the fuck Sean's torso slid forward on the bed. Farm Boy found himself
fucking his giggling lover while lying on top of him.

"What's so funny?" Clay demanded.

"Nothing," chuckled Sean, "Everything!" He laughed.

Clay pushed his Chief's legs together. He fucked with abandon. He pulled
out and pulled himself into a fuck ball position and yelled, "Fuck your
Farm Boy Chief! Let me feel you cum in me!"

Sean spit on Clay hole and finger fuck him to loosen him up. Spitting in
his palm, he rubbed spit on his cock head, then entered Farm Boy's ass
slowly pausing as he felt his glans hit Clay's G spot; rubbing back and
forth across the quarterback's prostate caused loud moans to come from
Clay. Satisfied that Farm Boy was enjoying the fuck he plunged the rest of
the way in."

"Fuck Chief! I've missed that!"

"Missed it? You had it earlier today. I'm happy to give it to you as often
as I can." He began to piston in and out. Farm Boy was panting.

"Chief! CHIEF!" he bellowed as she shot rope after rope of cum onto his
abs, chest and face.

Sean picked up his pace and fucked with abandon. Clay's orgasm was strong
but short. It took the Chief another 5 minutes of plowing to finally erupt
in one mind blowing gush of sperm deep into Clay's chute.

The couple lay spent in the bed. They touched hands, kissed, whispered
endearments to each other until they heard clapping coming from a slipper
chair near the door. Eduardo was applauding them!

"Hell of a show! You two should go on the porn circuit!" Eddie announced.

"You didn't film us did you?" Sean demanded.

"Actually, I only saw the last 10 minutes. You two have been up here an
hour. Gordon is here with lunch from Jimmy Johns. Take a quick shower and
come on downstairs."

Clay quipped, "Our taking a shower together may take another hour!" He shot
Castillo his smart ass grin.

"If you two aren't sitting at the table in 10 minutes, I'll put you live on
cam dudes!" Eddie threatened.

Sean and Clay headed for the bathroom and the shower. Ten minutes later
they were seated at the table as requested. Gordon put their sandwiches and
chips in front of them.

"Eduardo tells me you two have been awesome again today. I'm glad you
worked out your issues this morning."

"Thanks. We are having fun doing these shoots. I just hope he's getting
what he needs for the show," Clay stated.

"Oh, he hasn't told you. I'll let him surprise you then. I need to get
going. I'll be back at 5pm with dinner. Do you want anything in
particular?"

"If you're willing to go to Thai Villa on Aloma Avenue, I'd like their
duck," Sean said.

"I have never had Thai. What should I get Chief?"

"Gordon, please get him Pad Thai with beef. Clay I'll share my duck with
you and you share your Pad Thai with me."

"Sounds like a plan Chief. Thank you Gordon for keeping us fed."

"Not a problem. I'll see you at 5!" Gordon took off. Sean and Clay finished
their sandwiches and chips. They were putting their dishes in the dish
washer when Eddie came in carrying more contact sheets.

"Gordon left already? I wanted him to get dinner."

"He's going to get it from Thai Villa. He said he would be back at 5," Clay
informed him. "You should text him."

"Oh he knows what to get me," Eddie responded.

"We hear you have a surprise for us," Sean announced.

"Someone has a big mouth!" Eduardo said. "Yes, I want to amend the
contract. Instead of one book I want to do more. One book that will only
cover the photos for the show; then one for the Farm Boys, one for Water
Sports, one called Jocks and if I'm any judge of what you will be doing
this afternoon one entitled Tied Up. You'll get the same percentage for
each of the books as for the show's book. I've already asked my attorney to
draft the language and fax it to Mr. Bixley. Plus I'm sweetening the deal
by offering you each a signing bonus $20K!"

"Holy shit Eddie!" Clay cried.

"Trust me boys, Eduardo Castillo is going to triumph with his next
exhibit. The individual books will go like hot cakes to the niche groups
they're targeting. And these will be pics they can't get on the internet. I
have a whole company that watches for copyright infringement."

"What's next Eduardo?"

"It is time for the leather of course. Sean can you to a mixed rope weave?"

Sean nodded, He thought, "Arn had taught him well."

"Can you do a suspension harness?"

"No problem at all."

"Let's get out to the barn and get your leather on. Clay you get
dressed. I'll shoot you removing it. Sean I'm shooting you getting
dressed."

Eddie used an empty stall for the dressing room. He clicked away as Sean
donned his leather jock carefully tucking in his cock and balls. The
leather kilt was next. After the kilt was Sean's Gladiator harness with
pauldron. He attached his flog to its holder on his left hip. He added his
leather sporran. Tube socks and military boots followed. Eduardo wasn't
sure if he wanted the cover or one of the masks. He had Sean try on all
three. Castillo opted for Sean's leather half mask over Sean's full face
mask or his cover. Eddie remarked, "I like the manner in which the
feathering of the leather helps focus attention on your eyes."

Clay was having trouble with the Y harness. He placed the cock ring over
his flaccid penis and fitted his balls through. Sean had previously
adjusted the straps to fit the harness to conform to his athletic body the
week before. He was having trouble trying to attach the thong strap to the
waist buckle. While he waited for Sean to help him he put on his tube socks
and work boots.

He sat in a folding chair and quietly watched Eddie photograph his Chief
getting dressed. As Eddie finished with Sean he spotted the partially
dressed Clay. "Is something wrong?" Eddie asked.

"Not really. I just can't get this one buckle done behind me," Clay
replied.

Sean came over to help. He suggested, "The next time you have to put it on,
undo one of the top two straps and fasten the thong. There you go, you can
finish dressing."

Clay gave Sean a kiss for helping him out. He put on the supple leather
shorts. Sean pulled the back zipper up and secured it with a lock. Clay
remembered where his hands belonged and assumed a waiting stance.

Eduardo led them into the dungeon stall. It had a wide assortment of
implements hanging on one wall. There was a metal box in the corner. A
sling hung from two chains just waiting to be connected to be attached to
two more. One wall had various rings attached at different heights and
widths.

Clay froze. He began his breathing exercise. Sean heard the deep inhale and
turned to see Clay in distress.

"Eddie did any of this stuff belong to you know who?" Sean demanded.

Castillo turned and saw Clay as well. "No Sir, my friends wouldn't let him
play here in their dungeon. Master Robert and his boy Lawrence didn't
approve of my marriage. Clay you can relax. Do you need a drink of water or
some time before we begin?"

"Can I have some time alone, please?"

"How about 15 minutes?"

"That would be great. Thanks Eddie."

Sean said, "Come over here Farm Boy," as he opened the Boy Box. "Get in and
rest your neck against here." Sean pointed to a padded space on the
board. Once Clay was squeezed into the box, Sean slid the next board into
place. The third board went into place and Sean directed, "Place your
wrists in the cut outs." Clay complied and Sean inserted the next board
enclosing Farm Boy's wrists with his hands exposed above the cage. He then
secured the last board with a locking pin. He set a timer for 15 minutes
and placed it on the Boy Box so that Clay could only hear the ticking but
not know how many minutes remained. "I'll be back. Enjoy your time."

At first Clay wasn't sure he liked being caged. As he thought about it, he
realized it wasn't that uncomfortable. The ticking timer was annoying as
all get out. Farm Boy spent his time doing his breathing exercises and
looking at all the dungeon equipment in the stall. He wondered what Sean
had planned for him.

The buzzer went off and Eddie came in with his cameras. Sean gave him a few
minutes to get his cameras ready. As Sean entered he walked up to the
cage. Clay thought Chief's eye color had become almost a steely blue. "Are
you ready to serve me boy?" Sean demanded in a deep tone of voice which was
even more commanding than Farm Boy had ever heard before.

"Yes Sit, this boy lives to serve you Sir." Clay thought to himself, "Where
did that come from?"

Sean unlocked the pins holding the lid boards in place on the Boy Box. He
removed the first board freeing Farm Boy's hands before going to sit in a
leather wing backed chair on the opposite side of the stall.

Clay removed the two remaining boards and stood up. He stepped from the Boy
Box and got down on his knees and hands. He crawled to Sean and kissed his
left boot then he kissed the right. He knelt before his Sir, head bowed and
hands behind his back.

Sean stood and stepped forward, Grabbing Clay's head he pushed it back and
growled, "Open up!" Clay opened his mouth and Sean spit into it, released
his sub's head and said, "Lose the boots, socks and shorts." Clay scrambled
to obey, shedding his boots and socks, which were put inside the boots.

"Sir, this boy needs to be unlocked in order to comply with your order,
Sir!"

Silently Sean produced the key to unlock the chastity shorts. Clay removed
them and carefully folded and placed them on top of the boots. He returned
to his position to await the next order. Sean approached and blindfolded
him. Taking Clay's hand he ordered, "Stand Up!"

Farm Boy stood. His Sir instructed, "I need your right wrist." Clay
extended his right arm toward his Sir. Sean took the rope he had prepared
and began make a Burlington Bowline looping the bight double length just
above Clay's wrist. Next he took the bight, and turned it at a right angle
over the initial two wraps. After making sure he had enough bight, Sean
pulled the bight beneath the wraps.

Sean fondly recalled Sir Arn saying, "...one of the benefits of having a
line or loop go beneath the wraps actually prevents it from tightening
down, preventing loss of circulation, bruising, abrasion, and painful rope
marks. It's an essential thing in ANY single column tie."

Sean now held the bight in place and used the "working end" of the rope to
create a simple loop with the free end of the rope dangling to the inside
of the loop. He took the bight and pulled it through the loop and pulled it
under the wrap once more. Pushing the bight back through the loop he has
made he pulled the working end taut securing the rope in place. "How does
that feel Farm Boy?" Sean asked.

"Sir, it feels fine, Sir!"

Sean repeated the process on Clay's left wrist before doing the same with
each ankle. Grabbing His boy's stiff needle Chief led Farm Boy to the Saint
Andrew's cross and secured his ankles and wrists. Sean began flogging Clay
by gently using the leather strips to lightly run over the quarter back's
shoulders and back before beginning their impact play.

Chief worked with a single flog for 15 minutes before grabbing a second
flog. He began rotating between flogs so that Farm Boys back was given
little respite from the impact of the two. After another 15 minutes Sean
stopped. He touched Clay and told him he was a very good boy. He ran the
leather strips lightly over his sub's back. Farm Boy made a ound that
reminded Sean of a purr.

Farm Boy wasn't sure if it was the touch or the words which caused his cock
to spasm and bubble out precum. Chief released him from the St Andrew's as
Eddie called for a break.

Eduardo wanted Clay naked for the next part. Sean said, "That won't be easy
given that erection."

Castillo replied, "Oh I'm sure he can endure a little pain."

"Sir, this boy can always use a blow job Sir," Clay commented as he got
down on his knees. Sean and Eddie both laughed.

Chief ordered, "Stand back up." He handed Farm Boy a bottle of water just
before starting to unbuckle a few straps to release the harness. In short
order the harness was released and only held on Clay's body by the cock
ring. Sean began by tugging some of the ball sac's skin through the limited
space. "Take a deep breath and hold it!" he ordered. Clay did as ordered
and Sean pushed the left nut through the small gap. Clay released his
breath from the pain and gasped.

"Again!" Chief ordered. Farm Boy took a deep breath and just as he started
to hold it, his right nut was pushed through the ring. He exhaled
quickly. Sean lifted the cock ring up the still stiff prick. "You did very
well boy! I'm proud of you," Sean said as he put the harness with the rest
of Clay's clothes. Farm Boy's cock oozed more boy honey and his ass itched.

Sean had Clay stand again with his hands on his head. He then began the
vest harness he would be using by positioning the bight at the center of
Farm Boy's back; he wrapped the rope once around Clay just below the pecs
and drew the working ends through the bight. Chief made sure the part that
crossed over was in the middle of the back on Clay's spine. The ropes were
snug, but not so snug that his lover couldn't breathe.

Next he brought the working ends back around the front of Clay's body, this
time going in the opposite direction to insure that the rope would stay
tight and will not fall off the body. When Chief returned to the center of
the Farm Boy's back he pulled the working ends up through the loop he had
just created on the opposite side of where he had pulled the side with the
doubled-over rope. He made sure the ropes were not crossed and lined up
neatly.

Sean reversed direction again and brought the working ends around the body
one more time, this time above the chest, wrapping the working ends
underneath the rope stem (in this case, the section of rope that went
vertically along Clay's spine).

Chief reversed direction around the body one last time, making sure the
ropes were above the previous wrap of ropes and lay flat and neat. Then he
brought the working ends through the loop created by reversing direction --
the side with the doubled-over rope.

Sean took the working ends and brought them over Clay's shoulder to his
front and brought them over the top ropes in front then down and under the
bottom ropes. He pinched the bottom ropes together so they didn't lose
their shape while he reversed direction with the working ends. Chief
brought them back up and under the second top ropes. Then he made sure the
knot was in a comfortable place for his partner.

Sean brought the working ends over the other shoulder and around to the
Clay's back. He passed them over the top right ropes, and up diagonally
between the top left ropes and the left shoulder rope.

Next he brought the working ends over both shoulder ropes, and under the
right top ropes. Chief made a half hitch on the stem by making a loop in
the working ends, bringing the ropes over the stem, behind the stem, and
back through the loop. He pulled to tighten it He wrapped the excess rope
around the stem.

Sean created the hip harness. Burlington Bowlines were created on both
thighs just above the knees.

Chief attached Farm Boy's wrist ropes to two chains hanging from the hay
loft. He grabbed a spreader bar and attached it to Clay's feet and a
smaller one between his knees. He pulled out a stand that looked like it
held a microphone and place it of front of Clay. Then he mounted a Magic
Wand vibrator to it and positioned it so it would work his sub's perineum
and balls.

Sean switched it on. Farm Boy gasped then moaned. Chief then started
sucking on Farm Boy's left nipple. Clay's sexual flush brightened along his
neck and upper chest, Sean started jacking his boy's nine inch dick. Within
minutes boy honey was pouring out of Farm Boy's piss slit. Sean was
rotating between sucking and nibbling on his boy's nipples.

Chief stopped and increased the speed of the vibrator to maximum. He
positioned himself behind Clay and returned to jacking Farm Boy off with
his right hand. His left hand began playing with his quarterback's asshole.

Clay was panting hard. He felt the churning in his balls. The vibrator was
a new tease he had not experienced on his balls. He thought to himself,
"Chief is pulling out the stops today. I'm going to explode soon."

Sean whispered in his boy's ear, "You have my permission to cum Farm
Boy. Make it a good one."

As if on cue, Clay shuddered and shot 5 bursts of cum across the dungeon
floor. Castillo caught the eruption on film.

Sir Sean turned off the vibrator and removed the spreader bards. Eduardo
called, "Time Out. Water break!"

Chief let Clay down and removed his blindfold. Eddie brought back bottles
of water for them. He got a folding chair for each of them to sit on.

"Guys, I've got some marvelous stuff here. I was going to ask you to do a
body weave on his chest or back. I now think that might be an artsy shot
for another time. I'd like to move to the suspension on the wall and
whatever your devious mind can devise for torture your boy."

Clay said, "Chief that was some hot shit you were doing to my body. I loved
the flogging you gave me. I know now what Happy meant when he said he
needed a good flogging. It gives you a real rush.  What was that thing you
used on my balls? I mean, I know about what the Hush does but was surprised
by today's play."

Sean pointed to the Magic Wand, "There it is Farm Boy. It's just an
ordinary vibrator with a fancy name."

"Regardless, it was new to me and really added to the play. I want you to
know that was the first time another man's hand brought me off too." Farm
Boy stated.

Eddie told Clay, "I was in just the right position as you shot. I think I
caught each blast of cum rocketing out of your prick. They're going to be
great prints! Does anyone need to piss?"

Sean asked, "Eddie can you get us some cheese and fruit. This next part I'm
going to need a little food to keep up my energy levels."

"Sorry, it is in the fridge here; I just forgot." Eddie moved off to get
the fruit and cheese tray. When he returned they each munched on it before
finishing their water. If you guys are ready; I am as well."

Sean put Clay's blindfold back into place. He guided Farm Boy to the wall
with `O' rings embedded in it. He linked the chest and hip harnesses and
ran a working end through a ring about 7 feet above the floor. He hauled
Clay up a few inches so he was standing on the balls of his feet. Next he
position the arms so they were help up on either side of the quarterback's
head. Then he linked the left ankle and thigh ropes and raised left leg up
and out. He did the same for the right.

Farm Boy was splayed on the wall. The front of his body fully open to
whatever Chief wanted to do. "How you doing boy," Chief asked.

"Sir, I'm hanging in there Sir," he quipped. Sean picked up a tickler. It's
a device than spins feathers or other items used in tickle torture.

"Think you're funny boy? Let me see if I can get you to laugh." Sean traced
the feather around Clay's face, down over his body to his groin and up his
left leg to his foot. Turning on the machine so that the feathers spun he
applied it to his foot. Next he moved down the leg to Farm Boy's groin and
up the right leg.

The quarterback gave Sean his smart ass grin and quipped, "Sir has to be
better than that to make this boy laugh, Sir!" Chief took the challenge,
turned off the machine and dug his fingers into Clay's sides. The laughter
was immediate. "Ss,Ssir! Yoou Winn, Ssir!" Farm Boy managed between
laughs. Sean went for the athlete's pits, then his Abs and his inner
thighs. The athletic quarterback was laughing so hard years ran down his
face. Sean went to the feet. "Ssir! Pleeease Nnoooo Ssssir! Clay begged.
Chief didn't stop. He continued until Farm Boy pissed himself. The
sophomore was panting from the exertion of laughing so hard for so long. He
was embarrassed he had lost control of his bladder.

Sean went to the equipment table. He selected two matching objects. As he
approached Farm Boy, Chief tapped the objects together so that Clay would
know he had something metallic in his hand. It worked as his restrained
partner's face had a quizzical look upon it. He wiggled in his rope
harness.

Sean stared at Clay. A wicked smile crept across his lips. He stopped 12
inches from the boy, tapped the two 9" hunting knives in front of Clay's
face. Sean slammed the two knives into the wooden wall. He lifted Clay's
blindfold long enough so that he could see his Chief removed the two blades
from the wall and wave them in front of his Farm Boy. Clay knew what they
were instantly. He used similar ones to skin rabbits and squirrels. The
color drained from his face. His cock wilted. Sean lowered the blindfold
back into place.

"Don't move a muscle!" Sean commanded as he brought the blades up to either
side of his lover's face. "Learn to place your trust in me." Clay closed
his eyes behind the blindfold and swallowed hard.

Chief used the tip and spine to trace along the sides of Farm Boy's face
from the temple to the jaw, along the side of the neck and to each
shoulder. He placed one knife on a nearby metal stand. Using one blade he
started with Clay's right elbow and traced to his arm pit. From the pit he
traced down and along the peck to his boy's sensitive nipple. Sean used the
tip to prick at it lightly. Farm Boy's cock jumped and his ass twitched. He
then took the knife and did the same to the left side.

Farm Boy's mind was reeling as he reacted to the danger of the knives and
the sensations his body was experiencing. His cock reacted by rising to its
full height and starting to ooze precum. Eddie continued to snap away.

The knife caught the light as Sean continued to trace down Clay's body. He
brought the second knife back into play as he traveled toward the suspended
Farm Boy's dripping dick. Circling the cock and balls he drew the knives up
each of the boy's legs onto his sensitive feet. Chief switched back to one
knife. He slid the spine between each toe as Clay squirmed and
giggled. Then he traced the sensitive sole which started Farm Boy
laughing. Sean switched to the other foot and Clay laughed harder.

He put a low stool in front of Clay. Chief picked up both knives. Smiling
wickedly up at his boy he took a seat. He brought the tips of the two
knives together on the far side of Clay's anus. Farm Boy stopped laughing.

"Chief?"

"Did I give you permission to speak?"

Clay remained silent. Chief drew the knives forward over the anus. Farm Boy
drew a deep breath. As the knives traced over his perineum Clay's ass
twitched and more boy honey oozed from his stiff prick. The knives
continued around the quarter back's balls and finally reached the very
erect and throbbing cock. Sean slowly drew the knives up the sides of Farm
Boy's cock. His boy moaned at the sensations the two blades were
creating. Then the knife play stopped.

Sean stood and reached under his kilt and released the two catches holding
his leather jock in place. It dropped to the floor. His 9" cock tented his
kilt. He sat once more and began playing with Clay's ass, balls and
cock. Farm Boy moaned. Chief pulled the prepuce down exposing the
glans. Boy honey oozed rapidly from the tip. Sean covered the tip with his
mouth and licked the salty liquid. The athlete's moans grew louder. Sean
started to raise himself up. As he did so he licked the sweat that had
formed on Clay's abs. When he reached the left nipple he gingerly nibbled
on it while rubbing the right nipple between two fingers. He switched
sides. Farm Boy was wiggling and moaning. Sean could see his boy was almost
ready to be fucked. He stood up and kissed Clay as he fingered both
nipples.

Sean grabbed some lube and lubed up his cock. He fingered lube into Clay's
ass. He took aim and sank his cock into Farm Boy's furrow producing a low
guttural groan from the football quarterback. Sean fucked in earnest. He
needed to get off.

Eduardo had documented it all. He quietly left the stall so they could
enjoy their union privately.

Sean need was great and he didn't last long. He erupted in 7 shots of hot
seed into Clay's bowels finishing just as Clay shot another massive load of
his own onto his Chief's chest.

Sean stepped back, sat down and looked at his lover hanging on the
wall. "Man I wish I could keep you just like that!"

Eddie stepped back in and took a picture of the well fucked lad and his
hole. He took a close-up of cum oozing out from it. Castillo helped Sean
release Clay from his bonds. The shoot was complete.