A true story

Masterofcbt · #1 30th June 2004, 09:30 AM

Normally, I am a dom maaster, with experience particularly in CBT, but on a rare occasion I like to play the sub, so I wrote the following note:

"Grab my tied up balls. Once you grab them I must obey you. Order me to your office or hotel room and make me service you and your friends. Once you have me by my tied up balls I cannot refuse you anything."

I then headed off to the lower level men's room of the Sears Tower to wait for some nice tourist trade. I tied up my balls quite nicely, and had them seperated, with a long piece of rawhide. After a bit of a wait with no prospects a pair of sneekers with "phish" hand written on them in pen sat in the booth next to me. We did the tap dance, and then I passed him my note. After a few seconds his hand came under the stall, and I kneeled down to offer him my tied up balls. He grabbed them, gave them a good hard tug, and a very good squeeze, and whispered "wait here". He then got up, and left, without returning my note.

So I waited, about ten minutes, during which time the place started to get very busy what with tourists and all. All of a sudden, I saw the "phish" sneekers in the stall next to me again. He sat and waited for everything to quiet down, until we were alone. He then opened his door and tapped on mine. I unlocked, and was looking at a gorgious blonde teen, maybe just eighteen, about 6 foot two, and maybe 140 lbs. I stood up, and he grabbed my balls, and fondled them. Then he squeezed them very hard and said, "I order you to follow me, and do what I say." I of course, said "Yes, sir.", and pulled up my pants (no underwear). As I started to zip, he said "leave it open, in case I want to grab them", so I did.

We proceeded to go up the elevator, and walk east into the loop. We reached State Street, and he lead me into the lobby of the Palmer House Hotel. We got into an elevator, and he pushed a floor, anad we started to go up, by ourselves. He reached into my pants, grabbed my balls hard and said, "remember, do what I tell you."

We got off the elevator, and he led me to a room. He said, "pull your balls out", and I did. He grabbed them, then took his key card and opened the door. He literally dragged me in by my balls, and I found we were in a dark hallway. "Strip," he said, still holding my balls, and I did, leaving a pile of clothes by the door. He then dragged me into the room, and there were five other guys, all about his age, sitting on two double beds, fully clothed, and smiling at me.

"So, is this the faggot?"

"Yes", said the "phish" boy. "Just ask away."

"Have the faggot come over here and pull off my pants." said the first to speak. Phish boy grabbed my balls very tight, and slapped them, and said, "do it."

I was led to the sitting boy, and pulled down to the carpet. I undid his belt, and slid down his pants. He was dark haired, with curly ringlets, and a very slender boy. Not as tall as phish, maybe 5'11". When I got his pants down, his thighs were baby smooth, and there was a good sized bulge in his underwear.

"Take his underwear off," and I reached for them. Phish boy jerked my balls hard, "with your teeth." I did as I was told, and a very beautiful 7" cut cock flopped out into my face. "Suck him off" came the order, and without delay, I started working on his cock, deep throating him. I went to touch it, to help work him off, and another boy grabbed my hands and pulled them behind my back, and tied them with rope. Meanwhile I am bobbing on this really stiff teen cock, and all the other boys are offering words of encouragement, like "yeah, bone him", or "shoot all down his throat". Soon I hear the dark haired boy moan, and I feel his cock swell, and a huge load of sweet tasting cum shot down my mouth.

By the time I licked him clean and got my head back up, all of these hot boys were naked. Needless to say, I was "forced" to suck them all, till phish, who was last. He got in front of me, with a cock easily 9", and uncut. But he turned around, spread his cheeks, and said "eat me." I hesitated, and someone squeezed my balls so hard I almost passed out, so I wrapped my lips up to his puckered shit hole, and worked it with my tongue. Everyone was saying "Wow, I gotta try that." I continued working his hole for a good five minutes, then he turned around, rammed his stiff and dripping cock down my throat, and face fucked me until he shot, deep in my throat, about 10 seconds later.

Now, everyone wanted to be rimmed, and I did them one at a time, with each jacking off until they were close, and then shooting their second loads down my mouth. Phish came up for his second, and grabbed my balls and said, "bend over on the bed." Everyone else laughed when I did, and he got behind me, no lube, no condom, and rammed his 9" cock into my ass, and started to ride. While he was fucking my ass, another hottie came round front and rammed his cock in my mouth. Another was jacking hard to my left. Phish boy pulled out, and shot a load on my back, I also got one down my throat, and another in my face.

Phish untied my wrists, and another threw my clothes at me, and everyone said "thanks" and "that was cool" and "that beats the circle jerk." They were getting dressed and drifting out of the room a couple at a time. Eventually, I asked phish boy who they were. Turns out they were all from a high school band in Orlando, up to Chicago on a summer trip. They were all seniors, and had been together since their freshman year, and were constantly having circle jerks to entertain themselves. When he got my note, he took it out to them outside the bathroom, and they all read it, and agreed he should bring me back to their hotel, where they all rushed to be in waiting.

I said, "how long are you in town?"

He said, "Three more days."

"See you Tomorrow, same time?"

"You'd better, or I'll have to hurt your balls!"