Mark was straight as the proverbial arrow - dated many women, but never really had a on-going relationship. He must of had dozens of girls who loved him - but he was too busy with school and sports to settle on just one. He was the sort of guy who was vulnerable, yet cocky as hell. He was on the gymnastic team, and generally was a great natural athlete. He sort of resembled the lead singer (though brown haired, not blond) of the BackStreet Boys.
He was a frat boy too. He wasn't cruel or mean, but because of his looks and ability, he was arrogant. He knew that his looks turned people on - and he knew that even guys liked to look at him. Despite his goodlooks, it seems Mark never had a gay experience - at least one he would admit to. While he didn't hate gays - he could not understand why another guy would "want to butt fuck another guy. I mean that's fuckin gross..." he once said. But he seemed to know that girls - and guys liked to look at him. That seemed to please and irritate him. There was a small group of us on campus - somewhat nerdy guys - not ugly, just sort of the "non-frat boy" types - who discovered that we were gay, and after denials, admitted we each had an obsession with Mark.
I have to admit we did some things we are not proud of. Each of us followed him around - not stalking him, but just happened to be around when he went to a particular campus bathroom to take a leak. Or when he worked out. We even tried to breakinto his room to steal some of his dirty clothes (underwear and stuff). Unfortunately his roommate was a nerd - and apparently asexual. And worse, the type of person who almost never was gone from the room. (He did leave the night we decided to "get" Mark though). When I lived with Mark briefly, he was careful about putting away his dirty clothes. Though Iw as able to snatch an underwear or two, he was pretty shy about stripping down in front of people. And once he seemed to sense my obesssion with his body (I think he caught me staring at him when he was taking offhis shirt), he grew even more careful about stripping in front of me. He also seemed to "hide" his dirty clothes (he didn't really, but he made it difficult for me). Having a small group of guys who actually shared an obsession helped to get over these difficulties. Sometimes we got together and just fantasized what we would do with Mark. At first it was just making love to his body - sucking him off. Later, as he became more unapproachable - unreachable, and more arrogant, out fantasies evolved into pleasure torture - tickling and cum control. Making the boy cuma nd suffer seemed the right combination (though we didn't know it at the time). We have Mark to thank for that.
There were six of us - and we finally got the nerve to actually see Mark naked (we never had before - just a couple of times with his shirt off, wearing shorts running the track). We knew he had just finished his workout and was in the locker room, stripping down for his shower. Normally the lockerrooms were off limits except to the athletes, but on this particular day, no one was around and we snuck in, and walked quietly towards Mark's locker.
We could hear him stripping - taking off his shoes. From where we were, we could see him strip off his sweaty tank top, and then his shorts, leaving just his damp boxers. God what a body! His smooth body glistened with sweat - and the boxers only gave a hint of a nice sized cock. He bent over slightly and started to pull his boxers down - they were halfway down when unfortunately, one of the five (Aaron), got too caught up in the sight of Mark, and groaned out loud. The rest of us were startled when Mark turned around towards us, boxers now near his ankles, completely naked (his cock was flaccid( and yelled "what the fuck???" He blushed and quickly grabbed a towel, wrapping it and stormed over to where we were hiding. He yelled at us "what the fuck are you looking at?????? What the fuck are you here for????" Mark, despite having a gymnast build and being so goodlooking, was quite shy with his body. This was the first time any of us saw him completely naked (including me, and I roomed with him before).
We just stared at him, barechested, with a white towel tied loosely to his narrow waist. Justin (another one of the five) just stared with his mouth open gazing at Mark's defined chest and nipples. I noticed Mark's arms - his biceps flexing, with his hands at his side, fisted in anger. We never saw him this mad before - and normally he wouldn't be so intolerant. He couldn't stand our staring and silence and yelled "get the fuck out of here you faggots...the fuckin' show is over....get the fuck out before I kick your ass......". Then he actually shoved Aaron, pushing out towards the locker room exit yelling "get the fuck out you faggot....now. You ain't looking at me! Get out!!!!"
For some reason Mark just went almost berserk and cursed each of us again. Suddenly we started to get mad too, but we ran out the locker room and gathered out in the parking lot. Suddenly, WE were mad and pissed off at Mark.
As we were leaving, we could hear him mutter "god damn fuckin faggots...." He never before acted this way - it must have been really unnerved by having a group of guys watching him undress without him knowing it. I never heard him talk like that before/
"Who the hell does he think he is?" Aaron said, "Fuck him too!" Aaron and the rest of us were particularly upset - actually pissed, that Mark pushed and insulted him - and all of us.
"That dude needs to be taught a lesson" Justin said, "I mean he didn't have to say all that...."
I nodded and agreed, while Jesse and Daniel both yelled out together "Let's get him!!!!!"
But what did that mean? Well, after seeing our idol naked and mad, we realized we were horny and mad and now we wanted Mark no matter what. Actually, we needed very little excuse - we actually had thought about just playing with his body if we ever got him drunk at a party. Now, we meant to teach the arrogant jock a lesson in attitude. We talked quickly about how we could "get Mark" . Justin mentioned tickling - he heard Mark was ticklish, even though he was a "macho straight guy". Jesse blurted out that he wanted us to make Mark cum against his will, especially since he yelled out his hatred for all things gay - while all of us worked on him.
"God - what a fucking turn on; if Mr. Straight Guy was being sucked and licked by all of us and was forced to cum...how could he live that down???" Jesse said, "who the fuck does he think he is anyway? Lets make him like it..."
We finally agreed and made plans and gathered up the equipment (rope, blindfold, tickling stuff, aromas, beer and a deserted workout room near the gym, late Saturday night when no one would be around. Jesse lucky for us, worked part time as a cleanup/facilities/janitor there, and therefore had keys to the place. We would have the place all to ourselves. All we had to do was get Mark.
We knew that Mark loved to party and get drunk - and if possible, fuck any pussy he could get (and he could get a lot). We knew the guys who would be putting on the party that Mark would probably go to - and we made sure that the girls would stay away from Mark. That wasn't easy - one girl actually made it past us, and was actually sitting with the buzzed out jock, trying to kiss him and take advantage of the poor guy., She was even touching his thigh, while he looked at her with half closed eyes and moaned softly "nice.....oh yeah...". We quickly moved in and told her we were Mark's buddies and needed to take him back home. We had discreetly spiked Mark's beer and now the buzz he had drifted into a nice easy sleep. By late evening Mark was sleeping off his liquor (and the extra stuff we put in the drinks), in a spare room upstairs. He wasn't really all that passed out - just slightly hung over and drunk. After we chased the girl away, the five of us went upstairs and picked him up. We told the hosts that we would take him home, since he was much too drunk to drive.
Instead, we put him in Jesse's van (Mark was mumbling incoherently) and drove just a short distance on campus to the workout room. In the room, was weightlifting equipment and machines. We half walked and half carried the passed out boy. We were all starting to get hard with anticipation knowing that the moment was getting near when Mark would be at our mercy - and naked. The tension and nervousness we had was almost too much to bear - anything could go wrong until we tied him up. He WAS strong, and he would certainly kick our asses if we woke up now.
The workout room had several machines and apparatus. We chose earlier to tie Mark to the pull up bars - which was about 6 feet off the ground - with two strong metal bars holding it up, bolted to the wooden floor. That would give us acccess to both sides of Mark's body - and that was important. We quickly tied Mark's hands (at each end) to a pull up bar with rope and duct tape (duct tape went on first - several times around his wrists to avoid ropeburn). While we weren't experts in making knots, we looped the rope several times around his wrists, and then looped it around the top and side bar several times. We looped it around and tied it so many times that there was not way Mark could get away - in fact, we would have to cut him down once we were done with him. Just as we finished tying his arms, he started to struggle saying ":what the fuck....where the fuck am I???? What'd...what dyouguysdoing?" he slurred. He started to struggle and became to curse. His eyes were half closed, and he was still sor tof out of it. This boy really needed an attitude lesson even when he was drunk.
Mark was wearing a cotton button down shirt, and khakis, with print boxers, and Nike's. We started to tie his legs, spreading them out at each end. Now he began to struggle in earnest, yelling "hey! What the fuck are you doing! Lemme go! WHoa - let me the fuck go!!!!"
Jesse, at this point, quickly tied a blindfold over Mark's eyes - he was starting to come to completely. He still didn't know who abducted him--that caused him to curse and struggle even more. It took all our might - to hold down his legs and tie them securely at each end, so his body was spread eagled (upright), his arm pits, and body completely tied and at our mercy. It took us several minutes to loop the duct tape, and then rope around his ankles and then to the post holding up the pull-up bar. To make the boy more secure, we looped room around each of his thighs (still covered with his pants), and then secured to the post tightly. While he could buckle and struggle - especially his upper body, there was very little movement he could do with his lower body. He struggled for a few more minutes, pulling at the ropes, yelling "let me go you fuckers!!!!!" The noise didn't bother us, since the building was almost soundproof and no one was around that late on Saturday night. He know was fully alert and seemed completely sober. He screamed, "When I get out of this you fuckers, I will kick your fuckin ass....let me go....goddamn it!!! Fuck!!!! Youfuckijn bastards...." Aaron, his eyes glazing his lust, said in a disguised voice, "Mark shut the fuck up. You are here to pay. We want to see if astraight macho guy can cum if he's touched by a bunch of faggots. Because if he does, what does that make him? Huh?"
Mark, unfortunately, lost it and yelled "fuck you!!!!!" and spit in the direction of where he heard Aaron speak. The spit actually hit Aaron's hand.
"Bad move Marky Boy. Bad Move" Aaron said in a taunting voice. He walked close to Mark, and then promptly slapped the boy seven or eight times, stunning him - his cheeks now red. Mark's lips quivered - it seemed like he wanted to cry, then suddenly he grew defiant again, and whispered "I will fuckin kill you for that you bastard....."
Aaron just nodded and smiled and said "oh Mark, you'll want to kill us for a lot more than just what I did...." He pinched Mark's cheek as if he were a child and then kissed his lips as if to taunt him even more.
Before Mark could protest and yell, Jesse and Daniel approached the boy and ripped Mark's cotton shirt off, tearing it completely from his body. Mark gasped and yelled again. The yelling and cursing only made us hotter, and we watched for a few minutes, while Mark's body squirmed and struggled to break free. It was especially erotic now, seeing his naked, smooth chest, expanding with air as he yelled and struggled, his cute "innie" bellybutton winking as his rock hard 6-pak abs twisted, and his khakis hung still from his waist, his boxers beginning to show.
Next, Jesse and now Aaron got two pairs of scissors and approached Mark.
"I don't like your attitude. You are not cooperating Mark. Everytime you act bad, you are going to be punished. " Aaron said. He placed his hands on each of Mark's nipples, kneading them gently at first, while Mark sucked in his stomach, and tightened his chest, muttering "you fuckin queer....you fuckin queer....."
Aaron said "bad attitude" and then quickly twisted and pinched the boy's nipples back and forth, while Mark gasped, screamed and yelled. His sweaty body buckled and struggled - he never knew such pain before, and he screamed "GOD stop!!! Oh shit!!!!! Please!!!! Oh God!!!! You bastard!!!!! Fuck!!!!"
It was a turn-on - I never would have thought so before - to see a hunky guy being worked over by another guy - in this a skinny freshman that he pushed and insulted.
Aaron continued on, singing "Twist and Shout" mockingly in Mark's ear, while he twisted and pinched his sore nipples back and forth, for at least two minutes. A tear or two rolled from under his blindfold, down his cheek, while Mark gasped and begged us to stop. Still Aaron continued. He wanted this to be a lesson Mark would not forget. We nearly came in our pants watching Mark beg, struggle and scream having his nipples tortured. I knew then, that Mark would suffer a lot this evening - and that thought turned made me hornier than ever before.
Aaron said sternly "you will behave?"
Mark merely nodded his head, sagging in his bondage, his chest heaving from the nipple torture. He wasn't defeated - but he wanted the nipple torture to stop. Aaron slowly let go of Mark's nipples. Aaron really pinched and twisted Mark's dime-sized dark nipples hard - they were dark red from the twisting. It was as if Aaron was paying Mark back for shoving him out of the locker room.
"We are going to cut your pants off. If you move, we will cut you. It's your choice!" Jesse said in a disguised voice. Mark said nothing - he seemed scared, and sucked in his tight stomach. Mark stood still, sweating now from his brown haired arm pits, sweat coming from his chest, down to his navel, down a trail of stomach hair leading down to his pubic bush, still hidden by this pants.
Daniel, Mike and Jesse each started to cut up his pants. Daniel started on one leg from the bottom and worked his way up, exposing Mark's tanned leg and thighs in no time. Mark quietly said "Oh shit....oh fuckin shit....and shook his head....please stop....please"
Aaron meanwhile, concentrated on cutting open Mark's pants near the crotch and seat, while Mike cutup the other pants leg. All three took care in not touching Mark or his underwear - yet. Finally all four just ripped away the pants fabric, while Mark grimaced and stood still, out of fear of being cut. When the ripping and stripping was complete, Mark now stood spread-eagled, nearly naked, except his shoes, socks and print boxers,. Now hanging low on his waist. His dick looked limp but nice sized, though covered.
Mark stood, breathing hard, sucking in his stomach, now quietly saying "you guys - don't do this - please - keep your fuckin hands off me. I mean it. Don't do this... I swear you will regret it....you will...You had your fun. Just let me go and I won't do anything to you. Just let me go.....I mean it......"
Aaron went up to Mark, whose chest was still heaving from the nipple torture, and quickly bent down to his pecs, and sucked Mark's right nipple. Mark gasped, and yelled "oh SHIT!!!!! OH!!!! FUCK!!!!!!!!!" It was still sore - and though Aaron was only sucking it, the thought of a guy touching him must have made Mark go nuts again. He struggled and started to curse again. Aaron then bite down on the nipple, biting hard - making Mark scream loudly. Aaron then let go and said "we don't give a fuck if you don't do anything to us. The problem for you is, what won't WE do to you???" Aaron then gestured to me and Jesse. Mark breathed heavily - his chest heaving - too afraid to say anything. But he wasn't giving in either.
Jesse and I pulled down Mark's boxers and his flaccid dick and big balls slipped out, slapping his thigh. Aaron and Daniel quickly took off Mark's Nike's, and pealed off his socks, slowly. Aaron put his hands on both of Mark's nipples - didn't twist or pinch - just touch them. It was enough to make Mark afraid so he wouldn't say anything. His mouth, open, quivered slightly, and he bite back his lower lip as if to hold back yelling.
Now Mark stood there naked - and gorgeous. He seemed a little scared - though still defiant and angry. We just stopped and stared at his beautiful body - none of us (by prior agreement) touched him yet except for Aaron and his kiss, and then nipple torture. Also by prior agreement, the abduction and stripping was being videotaped for future posterity (and jerk offs), courtesy of Bobby, who now was nearly going nuts with lust.
For another 10 minutes we stared, while Mark started to yell again "let me the fuck out of here!!!" and began struggling to get loose. That effort went on for about 10 or 15 minutes, and he only succeeded in tiring himself out and sweating even more, creating a delicious added scent to his body. Now we moved in on him, each of us (including Bobby who put the video cam on a tripod - two of cams for back and front shots),. First we sniffed him - every part of his beautiful body - every part which until today, was forbidden - until today, we thought we had no hope of seeing (never made smelling) his crotch, arm pits and manhood.) We did that partly because we wanted to smell pretty boy - it was that gorgeous. But we mainly did it to unnerve him - the fact that a pack of faggots were taking advantage of his tied up straight body - sniffing around in his most intimate places, certainly brought him down a notch or two. He blushed in embarassment - especially when we sniffed his asscrack and crotch. He hung his head in shame - this is something no straight guy could tolerate knowingly - especially in front of 6 guys. He shook his head "oh shit....god....no......stop....this is so fucking humilating..."
When Aaron started to sniff and touch his neck, that seemed to make Mark go crazy again, once he realized what we were doing "Jesus Christ, what the fuck are you doing!! Get the fuck away!! Please!!!!" Again he struggled, for a few minutes, while we each continued to explore his twisting and struggling body with our noses and - now, we began touch him (except his dick and balls) with our hands, very gently.
Mark gasped and said "oh God...no....Fuck no...Please...Fuck NO!! NO!!!!
His dick began to respond ever so slightly, but still remained soft. he squirmed and pulled at the ropes again, while our hands and noses search and played with his body. This straight boy really could not get into this. That would change - and it really made us hornier that he was resisting. We never before thought THAT would be a turn-on, but it was.
An hour had passed since we first brough Mark into the workout room. Now the REAL fun began. Jesse and I nodded, and Aaron took honors for beginning the tickle torture. We all pulled our hands away and step back while Aaron kneeled in front of Mark's twisting and still struggling body. Aaron put his fingers on Marks stomach and abs, gently at first, circling closer and closer to his navel. Mark gasped and yelled "God....get away...stop....oh god....please....please...fuck....you fuckin bastard...."
Aaron now began to tickle Mark's stomach with both hands, moving to his sides and suddenly Mark giggled loudly "oh Jesus...ahahhhahhhhh hahhhhhhh" and exploded in laughter "Oh god!!! hah hahahahahhahahhhahahhhahhaho h no no no....ahaha...stop stop stop.....stop stop oh..hahahahahahahhaha....stop....." Aaron continued slowly with both hands, lightly fingering Mark's abs, and belly-button, and lower sides. Mark went crazy, buckling and struggled hard to break loose. After 20 minutes Aaron stopped, while Mark slumped gasping for air.
"Please....oh.....please....please...please no more!" Mark begged, sweat pouring down his body. His body was heaving from the workout.
Suddenly, Daniel stood behind Mark and began touching his upper and lower back with running fingers - back and forth,up and down. Mark gasped and arched his back, trying to get away from the running fingers but couldn't. Daniel didn't let up - lightly tickling Mark's shoulders, down to his upper back and following down to his lower back - just touching the hump of his white bubble butt.
Mark immediatel gasped, arching his back as far as he could go. From the front, it was extremely erotic to see this sexy gymnast tied up, arching his body - his chest, stomach and cock pushed out and stretched as far as his tied hands and lower body would let him. Still there was no escaping Daniel's methodical fingers - tickling up and down his back/ "OH SHIT!!!!! FUCK!!!! God no.....please...stop...." Mark begged and started laughing and almost crying begging Daniel to stop.
This went on for 20 minutes, Mark laughing and begging all the way, tears coming down from his blindfold, until Daniel stopped. Mark's head just hung from his shoulders, exhausted- his body sweaty, giving off a manly odor. None of us yet touched or even really got close to his still flaccid dick or balls. None of us touched his butt yet either. That would soon change.
"......oh...oh....oh god.." Mark gasped, and tried to beg, exhausted, "please....stop.....anything....please. You gotta stop. Please"
"Oh Mark....we want to make you happy. As long as you laugh, we'll continue," Aaron said in a taunting voice.
Before Mark could reply, Justin moved in on Mark's feet. Justin had dibs on Mark's size 9 feet (Mark was 5 11). One at a time (while one of his gripped and turn his feet up exposing his soles), Justin untied Mark's Nikes, thorwing them on the floor while Mark yelled and protested "NO!!!!!! NO!!!!!! STOP!!!!! SOMEBODY STOP HIM!!!!!!STOP!!!!" After
Justin got both shoes and socks, two of the guys reached down and held Mark's quivering feet up. Justin then began to run his fingers and hands over the soles - both feet at once. Mark screamed and gasped louder than ever before, and laughed hysterically. After 10 minutes, Justin then produced a feather that he ran between Mark's toes, and back over his soles, while Mark screamed "God Stop him!!!!!! Fuck..oh...I can't stand it...please...stop.....stop HAHAHAHHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!" and babbled insanely with laughter..."hahahahhahahahahhhahahaha a oh god!.." He nearly screamed his head off, while his body twisted and desperately tried to pull his feet away." He became completely inchoherent.
By this time, after 20 minutes, Mark might have expected the torture to stop at some point - but we had other plans. While Justin continued tickling his feet, Jesse and Bobby produced large ice on sticks. Since Mark's eyes were blindfolded, he had no idea Jesse was approaching him in front (and Bobby in back) with two huge giant ice cubes frozen on sticks. Jesse touched the frozen ice cube to Mark's stomach, while Bobby touched his lower back just above his butt.
The scream from Mark was so exquisite!!!!! He screamed a thin scream and yelled louder, as his body jerked and squirmed. His feet were still being tickled and Mark babbled "fuckingmohmygod,nofuckno..please.....ahhhhhhhahhhhhhahhhh" I really thought this guy could die from being tickled! The turn-on of seeing this hunky handsome guy so helpless and screaming his head off was nearly too much for me. I actually shot a load in my pants - and got hard again watching them tickle and ice torture Mark.
Jesse, his eyes still glazed with sex, slowly moved his ice cube stick all over Mark's chest and abs, while Mark gasped for air and tried to to move his body away. Meanwhile Bobby was moving his ice cube stick gently back and forth and up and down Mark's back, while Justin continued tickling both of Mark's feet. I honestly feared for Mark's sanity now.
Now Jesse moved the ice cub stick Mark's side, while Daniel started tickling Mark's other side with his fingers. Bobby now brought his ice cube stick slowly down the middle of his back, until I approached his ass crack and an ice cube stick. I now moved over the hump of his bubble butt, now sweaty, and with my hand, parted his globes, and moved my ice cube stick up and down his ass crack ----oh so slowly. The screams from Mark now reached a peak, begging "oh mygodplerase..whatthefuckohjesusfohgodohfuck...." Hebabbled, shook his head, buckled his upper body, his legs and thighs tensed and struggled to break free.
Jesse now was bring his ice cube stick to Mark's crotch and pubic hair, and stick the ice cube stick up and down between his legs, while Mark screamed even louder and squirmed.
"Say 'make me cum'" Aaron yelled to Mark "say it or we won't stop...."
Mark's screaming and yelling stopped, his lips quivered, gasping for breath, he tried to form the word "oh...I..please....oh...oh........shit....fuck...makemecum...ohhohhhh!!!!"
Just then Bobby and Aaron, both kneeling now, began licking Mark's cock head, still semi-flaccid.
Mark screamed and gasped and made yet another effort to break free, despite having his entire body worked on by ice cubes, feathers, tickling by hands and now having his cock head licked by two other guys.
"I'm not a fag--fuck...no fuckinno!!!!!!" Mark screamed,"oh...GOD!!!!!!!!!!!!"
Now Daniel got into the act, and got between Mark's legs and started licking and then sucking Mark's lemon sized balls, sniffing them first. Jesse came up for air and said "Jesus, he smells so good....smell his dick!"
Jesse grabbed it, jerked it three or four times and turned it up for us to see the underside of the head and shaft - about 7 inches, nearly hard. We each brought our noses close and sniffed the cock we all worshipped and thought we never would ever have or see. We each sucked and licked the head while Mark squirmed even more.
Now Daniel licked up Mark's ass crack and began tonguing his pink sweaty hole. His butt crack smelled very musky - very manly, as we both kissed his butt cheeks and licked his crack. Justin meanwhile was licking Mark's legs and thighs, while still tickling his feet. Mark's whole body shook and he screamed and cursed, but now was getting into it, sighing and yelling "ohmy godohgodohgod...." His chest was heaving and his stomach was sucked in, preparing for the biggest, longest and best orgasm of his life. Bobby went up and started sucking on Mark's erect nipples (erect from the ice cube torture), sucking them and then licking his chest and armpits, while sniffing the wonderful odors (he hadn't used deodorant, so we had a manly sweaty scent) I started to tongue Mark's ears and face, while he gasped and babbled on "godnogod...oh god...no.....fuck...you bastards...OH..OH OH OH OH!'
Jesse began sucking Mark in earnest, with deep throating, whileJustin licked his legs up down, while tickling his arching feet, still struggling to break free, while Daniel was licking Mark's ass cheeks and inserting his tongue into mark's twitching asshole, while Mark twisted and squirmed. Suddenly, Mark yelled "you fuckers!!! Fuckyoufuckyou ohgoditfeelssogood...fuckyou!! He archedhis back as far as it would go, and his whole body went taunt as we continued to assault it with our mouths and tongues. He seemed to try to resist cumming until the end - which only made us hornier and more committed to make him cum. His cum exploded from his balls, being sucked on, and erupted from his long cock, as Jesse pulled away, jerking Marks' saliva covered dick, while cum squirted out into a cup that Aaron quickly put under Mark's cockhead. Mark squirted 12 times, before his orgasm faded.....he muttered "Oh Jesus Christ....oh god...oh god....." His stomach and chest heaved and he slumped in bondage, naked, sweaty and totally spent.
He seemed totally exhausted and spent - and humilated that he was assaulted by six guys who tongued every intimate part of his body. That was part of our plan to get even. Even though we really wanted to suck and lick him all over - we especially wanted to do so because he was so homophobic. Having that many guys assault him with their mouths against his will was that best torture.
He probably thought it was over - the torture lasting nearly two and 1/2 hours. But we had one more long, long finale for the arrogant idol who we worshipped. His slowly shrinking dick, still glistening from salvia and cum was now being jerked ever so slowly by Jesse, rubbing and slipping his hands over Mark's now extremely sensitive dick head...ever so slowly....with an evil grin, Aaron said "Hey Mark, how much of a man are you to stand being played with by faggots after faggots made you cum??? I mean you shouldn't be able even to get hard, if we're plaing with it, right???"
Mark, who sagged, totally spent, suddenly gasped and jerked his body, trying to pull away.
"Oh fuck! Oh god -no...no, no...please --- I can't - I'm too sensitive...please...oh god. You'll make me go crazy! Please...."
Mark twisted and struggled, while Jesse knelt and continued to slowly rub and jerk Mark's now hardening cock. The polishing was excruiatingly painful to Mark, who began yelling and screaming. It was something to hear a young man of 19 scream and yell their head off about not cumming againg. At the same time Daniel began slowly licking Mark's ass crack - also extremely sensitive, while Mark screamed and jerked away.
"Why the fuck...god no!!! I can't stand it!!! Please!! I'll do anything!! please!!!!"
Now Aaron began sucking Mark's sensitive balls, while Jesse quickened jerking Mark's now hard dick, still extremely sensitive from cumming just moments before.
Jesse paused, while polishing Mark's cock head ever so slowly with his thumb and fingers, while Mark's body jerked back and forth and Mark screamed "Oh!!!!!Oh!!!! please stop!!!!!!" Tears rolled from his eyes, from underhis blindfold - his stomach and chest were tensed and tightened from the painful pleasure.
Jesse then said "Mark, one last thing - to prove to us that you Are no longer an arrogant fag hating bastard, you will drink your cum and all of it, or else we will make you cum again and again and tickle you all night...I will not repeat this...Yes or no?"
Mark trembled, his body under assault , and he whimpered "Oh god...Oh shit....whatever...please...stop...I'll do it...please....." He sagged again in his bondage, looking as if he would faint.
Jesse said "Open you mouth!" Mark tightened his mouth instead, and then gritted his teeth, and then opened his mouth slowly.
"Wider asshole!" Aaron e barked.
Mark did, slowly, and then Jesse and Daniel turned the cup (nearly 1/3rd full of cum) into Mark's mouth while he gagged and tried to spit it out.
"Good boy" Aaron said, "But not good enough. Sorry!"
At that, the six boys licked, rubbed, jerked Mark off again - only more slowly, cruelly and deliberately, while Mark screamed and cursed. Each of us had a turn to make Mark cum again - slowly. Each of us began by polishing his knob, and then slowly jerk his shaft. To make him alert and responsive, without warning one of us would also begin tickling some part of his body (a couple of times Jesse got out another ice cube stick and slowly rolled it back and forth on Mark's soles - and then up and down - very very slowly - his legs (back and front). The sound of Mark's begging, screaming and laughing was almost unbearable. And this went on while he was being made to cum.
When he was allowed to cum - about 30 minutes later, came in dribbles, and was a basket case, slumping in his bondage, his body trembling, drooling and babbling that "I can't no more,...please....please..." It took about another 2 hours to make the straight handsome boy cum another five times (one time each for the rest of us.). The last time was done by Bobby, who made Mark scream loudest and longest by spending nearly all of his time just polishing Mark's cockhead - nearly 30 minutes on his head alone. Never a fast polish - just a slow, deliberate and constant polishing of the head, with Mark's cum and some lubricant. It was enough to make Mark's cock stiffen again,tough not steely hard - but not enough to make him cum. Mark's screaming and groaning were erotic - and then he begged, demanded and screamed for us to make him cum. We didn't. Bobby would then stop polishing the cockhead, and then just suck slowly on Mark's balls. And then, Bobby slowly stuck his finger up Mark's ass crack, while Mark gasped and screamed "NO!!!!!!!!!!!!" just brushing past his prostate gland - but not really touching it - giving Mark the sensation of almost cumming- but not quite. After 2 hours of playing with his asshole, balls and cock, Bobby then slowly jerked Mark's shaft, while polishing his cockhead. Mark by this time was nearly crazy with a desire to cum - and was babbling like an idiot, moaning and screaming and cursing - his upper body sagging - his lower body tensed, his pelvis thrusting at anything. Finally Bobby signaled the rest of us. Aaron then asked Mark "we'll make you cum, but you got ask us - the rest of us to enjoy your body. Say it now, or this will go on for another two hours!!!!!"
Mark sagged further and could barely get the words out "whatever....shit.....oh god....enjoy..oh....enjoy.....oh...shit....enjoy my body...do whatever.....fuck....oh please.....make me cum...God....I can't takeit...please...."
With that, the rest of us assaulted his body, lickinghis back, stomach, sucking his nipples, lickinghis ears, sucking his toes - while he gasped, and screamed, arching his back, his dick now steely hard, while Bobby sucked slowly - ever so slowly. He never increased pressure and was careful not to jerk the shaft - placing ice on his balls and cockhead when he thought Mark was ready to cum. Bobby wanted to make this moment last for another 20 minutes. Despite being assaulted by six guys, licking at his armpits, asscrack, back - ears, toes, chest - Mark still couldn't come because Bobby, who we didn't know was a cum control expert, knew just what to do to keep the poor straight boy from cumming.
Mark gasped, moaned and cursed and begged us. Another 20 minutes passed. Then another. It seemed as if we could pleasure torture Mark forever. We all came in our pants by then - several times. But we knew this was the final time - it was approaching daylight now. Another ten minutes and then suddenly Bobby started to lightly polish the boy's knob, while lightly jerking the shaft. It took only a minute, when Mark screamed - he literally screamed and cum spurted out - not a lot (after all he came a total of 7 times), dribbling down his shaft. Boby captured most of it in a cup (to save for future jack off sessions). He gave Mark six of seven slow polishes of his knob, while Mark screamed "oh GOD!!!!!! STOP!!!!!!!!!" By know his cock was nearly red from being jerked and played with - and his cockhead was extremely sensitive.
Even then we were not done. After a final tongue bath of Mark by all six ofus, we jerked off one more time, explored his tied up body (sniffing crevices and other parts they missed) while Mark remained slumped, sagging completely, whimpering "please let me go...I can't take it! He could barely speak.
About six 1/2 hours after the abduction, Jesse and Daniel cut Mark loose, and he collapsed on the floor, his dick soft, but semi-hard. He nearly passed out from the ordeal a few minutes later, and we carried him back to his dorm. We slipped on a old pair of running shorts and put him gently in his bed. His roommate was gone for the weekend, and with Mark passed out and snoring, we each went through his dirty laundry and pleasantly found enough soiled jock straps and underwear for each of us to take back home as a lasting memory of Mark - and the night we taught him a lesson.
We left also knowing that, doing this once meant we could plan on doing it again - to some other hunky cute arrogant guy. The cum control and tickling was something that just happened by accident. By after our time with Mark, we realized that controlling his cumming - and making him cum as often as we wished, plus the tickling (including using ice cubes) was something we would continue to do once we found the next right guy. With six of us - we each had a list of straight, cute guys who would be punished and taught a lesson. As for Mark - well, he wasn't seen for several days and when WE ran into him, he seemed totally without arrogance - in fact, somewhat submissive. He probably had a hard time reconstructuring the orgasms of his life - what part was a drunken stupor that he dream - and what part actually happened. Oh, did I tell you - we were able to "get" Mark one more time - tied up, WITHOUT a blindfold! But all that is another story.
But that's another story.
(re-written for "Jack's Male Tickling Rack", 9/98.)