Date: Sat, 16 May 2009 05:23:45 +0000
From: tim tim <noway16@hotmail.com>
Subject: chapter 32 of Tim and Michel sequal of highschool humiliation

Here is another chapter of Tim and Michel. More of my stories you can find
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"Stephan wonders if you'd be OK with him touching Tim's dick.  He says he's
never had a hold of anyone else's dick and just wanted to feel one.  I said
that you might be able to help him with that.  Brian's going to jack him
off in the meantime."

"Oh, he can touch Tim as long as Tim knows that he's not allowed to cum."

"Yes, I told Stephan that that might be the case."

I was a bit shocked when the lesbians said, "Oh, we want to see this"

"Brian, Stephan ... comes down here," Seph said.

"Are you sure you want this, Stephan?"

He nodded.

"OK.  Brian, take Stephan's trousers off ... keep his boxers on.  But
stroke his cock through the boxers.  You stand down here, Tim, so Stephan
can get a grip on you."

Before I knew it, Stephan had my dick in his hand; he seemed almost scared
as he slowly stroked it.  He let out a deep sigh as he did so.  He did that
again when Brian took his dick in his hand through his boxers.

I felt Stephan start to wank my dick slowly.  I saw that Brian was stroking
Stephan a lot harder and, by his breathing, we knew Stephan wouldn't last
long.  I wanted to see his face, not the action in his boxers, when he came
so I looked up at him, trying to keep my own excitement under control.

Then he closed his eyes, threw his head back, and felt his hand tighten
around my dick ... his muscles contracted and then he let out a scream of
excitement.  I saw Brian keep up his stroking ... then let go with a shake
of his hand.

Stephan then opened his eyes again and his breath slowly returned to
normal.

"Thank you, guys.  That was amazing."

"So you're definitely gay?" Barbara asked..

"No doubt about it," he answered with a smile.

"OK ... you'd better go upstairs and clean up and then I must ask you to go
and entertain yourselves somewhere else for the evening."

Stephan left for the washroom and we said our goodbyes to each other.  Karl
said he'd especially want to see us again.  Seph said that a storyteller
like me would be a good part of the entertainment so he might ask me to
tell more tales.

We said good bye and only Michel seemed not to be ready to go.

"We don't need to go, Michel."

"No, boy ... and address me properly."

"Yes, sir," I said.  My dick that had softened after Stephan had cum,
jumped up again.

"We're going to be here for a little while and we're going to have a little
fun.  When Brian comes back, we're going to enjoy ourselves.  Trust me and
you will have fun, too, Tim."

I just waited there, standing while Seph and Michel sat down.  When Brian
came back from the kitchen, he stood beside me.

"We're ready, sirs," Brian said, definitely taking the lead.

`Good.  I told you, Brian, we'd have some fun and as you might have
discovered, Michel and Tim are going to join in as well.  As always you're
the older slave so you master over Tim as well, as long as you remain in
your place as a slave.  You know if you misbehave, the punishment will be
harder for you than for Tim ... as you should direct him."

"Yes, sir."

"So, you'll start by putting a blindfold on Tim.  He's not going to be able
to see the first part of tonight's show, but I can assure you, Tim, that
Brian will undergo the same trials as you and you will see the last
episodes of tonight's fun."

"Yes, sir," I said.

Michel got up and walked over to me.  "I also want to add that, whatever
happens, it'll be me doing it to you.  No one else will touch you tonight
... it's the one you love ... the one you admire ... the one you want to
serve ... is going to play with you".

I just nodded, getting very exciting by his promise.  But I wasn't sure
what we'd be doing inside the house.

"It might be a bit strange, too, Tim ... as it'll be stuff we haven't done
before.  I'll be forceful with you but also careful ... so answer every
question that I ask you honestly, no hesitation and no other talking, OK?"

"Yes, sir."

"Good.  Put the blindfold on him, Brian."

Brian got closer and from then on my eyes were covered.  I felt my senses
key in automatically to sounds.  It almost felt as if they'd been sharpened
tenfold.  I heard Brian whisper before he stepped back, "Have fun and trust
him."

"Lead Tim downstairs, Brian."

I felt Brian touch my arms to direct me downstairs.  When I got there, Seph
said, "Put him where the chair is, then stand on your own spot."

Brian whispered again, "Have fun.  I'm sure I will," he said.

I stood, waiting for what would happen.  I heard Seph say something to
Brian.  Then I felt Michel drawing closer to me.

"You look so hot in your jockstrap, boy."

Then I felt a rope surround my right leg.  I wanted to get rid of it but
Michel said, "Stay still, slave.  Don't move at all."

I shivered, hearing the sheer excitement in his voice.  I stood still and
first my legs and then my arms were bound.  I was spread out and had just a
little bit of space to move around.

"You're going to love this," Michel said.  Then I heard Brian start to
laugh and shouted out, "Oh, no ... not that ... please, Seph, not that!"

"Shut up, Brian."

Then I felt a little tickle on my side.  I smiled and then, as it
continued, I started to laugh.

"Good ... laugh, Tim, laugh."

I wondered why Brian asked him to stop as this was just fun ... just a lot
of laughs.  I think Michel was using a feather but I wasn't sure about
that.  He continued switching from my left to my right side, then moving up
towards my neck and down my back ... then sliding down to the inside of my
legs ... first my right, then my left ... moving back over my buttocks.
Slowly my skin increased in sensitivity.  It was as if one pass of the
feather was felt on every place it had been before.

Brian was starting to moan now ... not pleasurable ones, certainly ... more
like agony.

Then I felt Michel start to run the feather over the front of my jockstrap.
Although protected by a layer of fabric, I could feel it.  He then went
back to my sides, definitely my ticklish spot.  I was now in tears from
laughing and pulled against my bonds ...which made me feel helpless,
hanging like that.  Michel had pulled something and I was now just slightly
off the ground.

I began to know what Brian had felt.  I started to get tired.  My skin was
very sensitive and it was not as nice as at the start.  As tears rose in my
eyes and I stopped laughing, Michel stopped.  My dick had gone down.  I'd
used too much energy to keep it up, I thought.

I felt him slip off my jockstrap.  My dick hardened quickly when I felt
Michel's hand brushing it.

"Let's see what the effect of this is.  I know what mine does when I do
this," he said.

Then I felt the feather go over my dick and balls, up and down.  Every time
he touched the tip of my dick, it jumped.  It felt so good.  The movement
slowly starting to drive me crazy.  He was teasing me enough to bring me to
the point of cumming but not hard enough to take me over the edge.

He kept going, on and on.  I started to strain against my bonds but I
couldn't get loose.  Tears were running down my face.  Then he stopped.

"You liked that, boy?"

"Yes, sir," I admitted without thinking.  My dick remained hard and on the
edge of erupting. It felt nice ... or so I thought.

I felt him stand back, just looking at me.  I didn't hear much and I
started to get a bit restless with the anticipation of what would come
next.

Then I felt Michel's hands on my balls and cock.  He was doing something
with them.  I felt a rope slide around the base of my cock and balls,
pulling my balls away from my body, dragging them back.  He adjusted the
rope and I felt the same pull between my balls and dick as the rope
tightened.

He then stopped and pulled on the rope.  It hurt as I slowly started to
swing a bit.

"Oh, wow," I heard Michel say.  "Beautiful."

I then felt some warm air around my dick, followed by the wetness of
Michel's mouth as he started to suck me, slowly but very intensely.  I just
hoped he would stop on time if he didn't want me to cum, and he did.

"Sorry, I couldn't resist that."

He just watched me.  I hung there, waiting for whatever would happen next.
My body shivered as I felt the feather back on my dick and cock.  I hadn't
heard Brian say anything recently ... so I suspected they were watching us.

He kept feather-stroking me.  I was totally helpless and, after a little
while, he started working on my inner thighs, too.  I quickly went from
laughing to tears again.  But he kept me on the edge by moving the feather
onto my dick as well from time to time.

When he stopped, I felt him move behind me and slowly he touched me.  I
felt the rope in his hands as he pulled on it ... pulling making my balls
and dick backwards.  Then he tied the rope around my neck.  "Keep still and
nothing bad will happen," he said.  "Just relax," he continued as he
started to massage my back.

I gradually became more and more relaxed ... when he got to my balls and
dick and he started to play with them ... I felt it was more painful now
... so I just hoped he'd stop soon.  He did and whispered, "You ready?
You're very ready, aren't you, boy?"

"Yea, sir ... please."

"Ok, time to do some watching."  He went behind me and undid my blindfold.
"Look at yourself," he said.

I opened my eyes.  It took me a few seconds for my eyes to adjust to the
low light they'd worked in.  Once I could see, I saw myself in a big
mirror, balls nicely pulled back and my hard dick pointing forward because
of it.  I also saw that Brian was in the same position.  He smiled at me, a
smile which I returned.

"Watch and enjoy," Michel said.  I saw Seph move closer to Brian, who let
out a sigh as that dreaded feather once again attacked Brian's defenseless
body.  I could see that Seph was definitely more aggressive with the
feather, for Brian's skin was red.  I looked down and saw that my sides
were a bit red as well.

Over the next five minutes, Brian was screaming, his laughter turning to
crying.  His dick though stayed hard throughout.  Mine also remained erect,
whether because of what I was seeing or because of being tied up, I didn't
know.

"Question, sir?"

Michel looked at me, and said, "Yes, boy?"

"Thank you, sir.  Why is he staying hard?"

"Because he enjoys the mixture of pleasure and pain ... you felt how the
feather keeps you on edge, too."

"Yea, I guess ... but what about me, sir?"

"I'm not sure, Tim.  That's something we need to find out.  We knew that
underwear and humiliation turn you on ... but there seems to be more.  Seph
told me it sometimes affects slaves, so just watch and enjoy.  We'll finish
with you shortly."

I just nodded and watched.

Seph stopped and I was amazed when I saw some kind of iron ball in his
hands, about 5 cm in diameter.  Brian was startled when he hung it by wires
from Brian's balls.  I saw Brian take a deep breath and then he opened his
eyes widely.

He smiled a bit at me.  I saw Seph hit the ball and I saw Brian pull on his
bindings as his smile disappeared.

I wondered how that would feel.  Hmm ... didn't Seph say that we'd share
every experience?  So I knew that soon, that iron sphere would be hanging
from my balls.  I looked around to see what else was happening.  I saw Seph
take another metal sphere and hook it on Brian's balls, then giving it a
push.  I saw fear on Brian's face as Seph took up the feather again.

He started to use it again on Brian's vulnerable body, and by the time he'd
done it a few times, Brian was dancing on his tip toes, trying to escape
the feather's insistent touch.  That made his balls swing all the harder
which, I'm sure, was not a pleasant thing.

After some time Seph stopped and turned around.  "Your turn, Michel."  I
saw relief wash over Brian's face.

Michel came closer and undid the rope from my neck.  I felt my muscles
relax a little.  He massaged my balls a bit ... my dick was still hard and
I could feel that my balls were very sensitive.

I think Michel saw the look in my eyes, the shock when I saw that he had
one of the metal balls in his hand that Seph had used.  I closed my eyes,
waiting for it to happen, the anticipation building up a certain sexual
tension.

Then I felt how he gently stroked my balls a bit, but that didn't last long
as he let the weights fall and my balls were pulled tighter in my sack.
That was what I felt first and then the pain began ... not harshly but
enough to let me know it was there.

I didn't look down or forward but waited for the feather.  First, though,
he pushed the weight and I felt it start to swing, tugging with each
rotation on my balls.

The feather followed.  The feelings were more intense this time than
before, bringing me to the edge really quickly again.  But, once more, he
controlled what I was feeling and I didn't cum.  I wanted to, but I
couldn't.  I moved my hips in a fucking motion in an attempt to bring
myself off, but that only made my balls hurt more as I increased the
swinging.  I stopped doing that, realizing that that wasn't going to work.

My laughter became squeals as he used the feather more vigorously.  There
was nothing I could do to end it.  I couldn't escape that insistent feather
... and slowly I realized that I just had to stand it ... enjoy it
... because that was what my master wanted.  From that point on, the game
became completely different: I wanted to endure it ... I wanted to show I
could handle it as I wanted Michel to be proud of me.

I was now able to control the movement of my body.  I watched Michel put
another weight on my balls and I sighed deeply but controlled my reactions
as well as I could.  I heard Brian say "wow."  I didn't look at him,
though, as I was now completely focused on Michel and his movements.

He came closer and looked me in the eyes.  I stared back, showing as much
submission and love as I could.  "If I agree to lower you and untie your
hands, will you promise to keep them behind your back unless I tell you
otherwise?"

I just nodded.  I wanted him to be proud of me.  I felt his hand move
around my hands while he loosened the rope.  It felt very erotic.  I felt
the blood stream into my hands again.

Michel came back to stand before me.  "Undress me."

Ahhh!  That's what he wanted.  I slowly started to undress him.  "Faster,"
he ordered.

I got him down to his undies very quickly.  "You like what you see?" he
asked when I almost started to drool.

"Wank me a bit, boy."  I touched his dick.  I almost lost it when I felt
him get even harder in my hands.  He then stepped backwards.

I didn't see what he had in his hands.  He moved to stood beside me, Then,
before I knew what was happening, it hit me.

"Ouch, " I said.

"No talking, Tim, and stand still."

Each time the paddle hit my ass, my balls and the weights started to swing,
giving me two areas of pain to think about.  He didn't hit me hard, but
still it was painful.

"Bend forward," he said when he'd given me ten.

"You're going to get ten more.  Count them one by one."

I bent forward and started the counting.

By number eight, I almost lost it.  The paddle hit my balls because the
swing forward and backward had not coincided with his paddling.  That hurt,
but I just counted through the pain and didn't say anything.

I was happy when he stopped, though.  I had tears in my eyes and it felt
like my buttocks were on fire.  My dick, though, was still up, surprisingly
enough ... not as hard as before but quite firm nevertheless.

Michel now came up from behind and stood very close to me.  I could feel
the bulge in his shorts against my buttocks.  That was enough to harden my
cock yet again.  Michel moved his hands and touched my sides as he slid
them towards my dick.

When he reached it, I'm sure it jumped ... it started to throb again.  Oh,
I wanted to come so desperately!  He jacked it off a few times, giving it a
special feeling with the weights still attached.

"I'm proud of you, boy.  Stay like this and watch Brian, OK?" he whispered
in my ear.

OK, break time for me, I thought.  I then watched Brian get spanked as well
... a lot harder than I'd been, I noticed ... but still it got him going as
well and, when Seph was done, Brian smiled to me although he had a few
tears on his face.

Seph then got a machine out and, before I knew it, he took it behind Brian.
It was a dildo which he inserted into Brian.  Brian didn't move but his
hard dick throbbed more.  He was definitely enjoying this.

When it was completely inserted, Seph looked at Michel and winked at him.

Michel moved towards me and edged closer.  He whispered, "make me proud."


Hope you like this new development in the story of Tim and Michel. It seem
s they are taking an important step further. Let me know what you think at
noway16@hotmail.com . More of my stories you can find on my own website
www.timsfunplace.com. Let me know what you think and more to come soon.

If you want to be kept informed about future chapters join my yahoo group
at : http://groups.yahoo.com/group/underwearspankinggay/ .