Fucking Jack : Part 2
The erotic saga continues.... Chapter Five
Jack Walters, age 19, was bound to Corey Harmon's bed with wrist and ankle restraints, his arms spread out on either side of his head, and his legs spread wide open. His shirt had been torn off of him by the other two boys: Kyle on his left, Devon on his right, both laying on their sides, fully clothed, and running their hands all over Jack's bare chest and abdominal region. He squirmed to get away, but the straps that held him captive didn't give an inch. Jack was still clad in his skinny jeans, but for how long?
Corey stood at the end of the bed, using one hand to squeeze his own cock through his boxer-briefs, his other hand pinching his own nipples. He was growing hard, his eleven inch rod stiffening in his undies, starting to make a large tent rise between his legs. Devon watched Corey's manhood grow as he caressed Jack's hairless chest. Devon was really starting to get into all this bondage. To be in complete control was somehow satisfying to the 18-year-old. He smiled at Kyle, who was intent on playing with Jack's left nipple. Jack was staring, wide-eyed, at Corey's dick, the outline of the massive tool clearly visible through the tight underpants.
Jack groaned through the duct tape that sealed his lips shut. He couldn't speak, he couldn't move. He just had to lay there and take whatever the trio of teenagers dished out to him. He was going to be raped! That giant cock was too big to go up his tight asshole. He was scared out of his wits! It was so surreal. Only moments ago, he had been sacking groceries for soccer Mom's and in overalls, and now he was tied to a bed in a strange house being molested by three other boys. It was outrageous!
Corey's face had gone expressionless. He just stared at Jack's crotch, and watched the other young men feeling him up. It was turning Corey on to see cute, innocent Devon getting into what was happening. Devon kept looking at Corey's hard-on, then back at Jack's terrified eyes, but he never stopped rubbing the captive's smooth pecs.
"Get him ready for me," Corey said, again. He licked his lips. "You are gonna feel this pretty soon..." he told Jack, shaking the big bulge in his shorts.
Jack shook his head "NO", but Corey didn't pay any attention to him. Kneeling
down at the of the bed, Corey eyed Jack's bare feet. He started to caress
the 's feet. Jack writhed on the bed.
"Are ya real ticklish?" Corey asked, with an evil laugh. "Let's see..."
He started to run his fingers in between all of Jack's toes and tickle the bottoms of his feet. Jack was really starting to thrash on the bed, his face growing extremely red as he laughed the he could through the tight strip of tape that covered his cake-hole. Corey watched Jack convulse and listened to the muffled screams, but didn't stop tickling. While Corey continued to tickle the middles and heels of Jack's feet with his fingers, he also began to lick under the toes and then suck each toe individually. Devon and Kyle watched Jack struggle, trying to kick, thrash and pull away from Corey's assault on his feet, but he couldn't do anything about it. Devon giggled, and then slid down a bit, so that his face was even with Jack's chest. Devon flicked his tongue out and licked the tied boy's right nipple.
"Does that feel good?" Devon asked, glancing back at Jack's face. But Jack was still being tickle-tortured by Corey and couldn't even look at Devon.
So Devon did as he pleased and started to suck the nipple. Kyle watched Devon suck for a while, and then started to do the same to the left nipple. Corey had stopped licking and tickling the poor kid's feet to watch his friends work their magic. Corey was so horny as he studied how Devon and Kyle lapped at Jack's pink discs. The nipples were starting to get hard, sticking up some. Devon kissed the right one that he was working on. Kyle lifted his head away from the nip momentarily to run his hand over it, then he went right back to hard sucking. Jack had succumbed to this more pleasureful attention, his eyes closed and his head lying back on Corey's pillows. He was moaning softly.
"Oh, yeah," Corey said, standing back up. He dropped his underwear. "Suck
Corey then reached out and grabbed Jack's bulge through his tight jeans. Jack's head shot up and he looked down the length of his body to watch Corey fondle his crotch. He shook his head in protest at what Corey was doing to him, but Corey just smiled back at his tied-down victim.
Kyle stopped licking Jack's nipple and sat up on the bed, stripping his own shirt off. Kyle was lean, toned and very tan from working in the melon fields on his family's farm all Summer long. He was a country boy, always in dirty Wrangler jeans and an oil-stained ball cap or cowboy hat. He was handsome and young-looking, with short hair and dark brown eyes. Dimples formed on his thin, sharp face when he smiled with perfectly straight white teeth. Corey thought Kyle was sexy. He had seen Kyle's penis on several occasions, especially when all of their friends would get together for a bonfire on the weekends.
Kyle would get and get rowdy, running around the field, stripping off all his clothes and pissing in the fire. Over the years, Corey had gotten many opportunities to check out that beautiful love-making tool during Kyle's wild outdoor streak sessions that happened ever-so-often. Kyle's dick was about 8 inches long, and thick, with a crop of curly black pubic hair that trailed off up his stomach to his naval, where it terminated. The rest of the young man's body was smooth, except for thick black hair that sprouted out from under his arms. To Corey, he was the perfect sexual specimen. But they were such close friends that Corey had never even toyed with the idea of seducing Kyle.
It would almost be like fucking your own brother, Corey had thought one night while he watched Kyle running naked around the blazing pit behind the barn on Kyle's farm. The idea somehow made him sick. But now, Corey had started to look at things differently. As he watched Kyle pull off his own jeans and toss them in the floor, he thought, 'Damn, he's so sexy'. Kyle, now completely undressed except for his tight white briefs, returned to sucking and playing with Jack's left nipple.
Devon was done with nipple-time, and started to explore other regions of the young man's body, running his hands over Jack's shoulder and up his tied arm. He caressed his neck and kissed it, smooching up the side of Jack's face. He bit Jack's earlobe, drawing a muffled yelp from the captive. Then Devon kissed his way down to Jack's armpit, where he found a sparse shrub of blonde hairs, spiking in all directions. He could smell Jack's musky scent of sweat mixed with deodorant from a long day at the store. Devon licked the hairy pit and sucked on the light-colored hair follicles. This made Jack start to giggle. Devon used his right hand to tickle the armpit, while Jack squirmed and bucked helplessly. Devon smiled and alternated between licking and tickling the underarm.
Kyle and Corey were now both rubbing Jack's crotch through the tight blue
denim of his jeans. Jack was responding, looking down and whimpering a bit. But
Corey knew he could get this straight bastard hard.
"Jack, you're gonna cum for me tonight," Corey promised, with a cocky smirk. "Yeah, you are gonna cum at the hands of three boys and you're gonna like it!"
Jack shook his head and grumbled something through the tape, but they couldn't understand his words. Corey laughed, and Kyle started to unbuckle Jack's belt, slipping the leather through the shiny gold buckle. Jack shook left and right but to no avail. He was trapped and at their mercy. Devon pulled on Jack's nipples while he watched his cohorts undo Jack's tight pants. Corey jerked down the zipper and splayed the jeans wide open, revealing a pair of plaid boxers.
"Nice!" Corey said, and started running his hand over the cotton undies,
feeling for Jack's dick. "He's still limp! After all that nipple sucking and
tickling, too...I just can't believe it! We'll have to fix that!"
"Yeah, I wonder what he's packin'?" Devon said, with much interest. He sat up to get a good look at Jack's privates as Corey and Kyle pulled the jeans off their prisoner, tossing the pants aside.
All three boys started to massage Jack's crotch through his boxers. Jack was starting to writhe on the bed.
"He's getting into it," Kyle said, watching Jack's movements.
With his eyes closed tightly, Jack shook his head left and right almost
violently as they rubbed his groin.
"Let's get these off!" Devon said, suddenly, snapping the elastic waistband on the shorts. "I wanna see it."
Without a word, Corey jerked down the plaid underpants to reveal a flaccid penis, about five inches long, lying on it's side. It was practically hidden by a thick bush of dirty-blonde pubic hair, puffing up in a curly mass all over Jack's bare crotch. The golden curls fluffed out above and on both sides of his limp cock and even ran down into the crevices where his thighs met his crotch. His saggy scrotum, also covered in light curly hairs, dangled between his legs, two big robust nuts clearly visible through the wrinkly skin.
"Still not hard," Corey said, almost amused. He picked up Jack's limp prick and examined it.
"It's not as big as mine," Devon said, shaking his head. "And his pubes are really blonde. I thought all pubes were black."
"No, sometimes the carpet matches the drapes," Kyle joked, running his hand through the blondish tuft of pubic hair.
"He's got nice balls, I'll give him that," Corey commented, fondling the nut-sack. "Nice big testes here....see?"
"Yeah," Devon agreed.
"Let's see how big he is when he gets an erection," Corey suggested, starting to stroke Jack's penis.
Jack was so embarrassed he wanted to crawl into a hole and die. He knew that he would be bigger when he got hard, but his cock was only a bit over six inches long when he was fully aroused. Jack had seen what Corey was packing when he dropped his underwear at the foot of the bed. It was huge and thick - almost twice the size of his own cock! He wasn't sure he'd be able to take that big thing if Corey stuck it in his ! He had never been fucked before and he was terrified at the idea of something that large being shoved up his butt. Something could go wrong...they could really hurt me, Jack thought.
"I wanna see him hard," Devon said, and started to take off his hooded
sweatshirt. "It's hot in here, Corey."
But Corey wasn't paying attention. He was concentrating on getting Jack hard. Corey started licking the balls as he stroked Jack's ever-swelling penis. Jack rustled around on the mattress as Corey worked on his tool. It was growing, filling out.
"Oh, yeah!" Kyle remarked, reaching up to rub Jack's chest again, pinching and tugging on his nipples.
Devon, now shirtless, commenced in running his hands in-between Jack's legs, feeling the sweat between the thighs. Then he raised his hands to his own nose and mouth and inhaled deeply to take in the masculine aroma of their shackled victim. The smell was quite a turn-on. He then turned his attention to Jack's crotch, and began feeling of Jack's blonde bush, thoroughly combing his fingers through the nappy golden curls. It was a unique mass of pubic hair to young Devon, unlike anything he had ever seen. His own crotch was covered with thick, straight black hairs that were naturally cropped in an almost perfect triangular shape. Devon didn't even have a so-called 'happy trail'.
Other than his pubes, Devon was naturally hairless and smooth. He was what Corey referred to as a 'twink'. But this untamed hair explosion on Jack's lower extremities fascinated Devon. It was very bushy and unkempt, and strayed wildly beyond the boundaries of Devon's own neat-looking pubic-patch. Jack's pubes trailed off in several directions, branching out to his upper legs and down under his nuts and into the crack of his ass. A thick blondish trail of hair extended from his bush to the lower part of Jack's flat stomach and up into his belly-button, which was also surrounded by the blonde follicles. Devon liked the hair and kept petting Jack's bush and then began pulling on the little hairs that lined the path to his naval.
While Devon played with Jack's pubes, Corey was making progress on Jack's
cock, which was now fully erect, standing six and half inches tall. Corey
stopped stroking the hard-on and began to suck the helmet-shaped head of Jack's
"Oh, my God!" Kyle said, staring wide-eyed as Corey performed a blowjob. "I mean...wow!" Kyle slipped out of his briefs, revealing his own hard-on, eight inches of pure uncut man-meat dripping pre-cum. Kyle started to stroking it.
Devon watched Corey sucking Jack, and kept petting Jack's crotch fro, running his hands and fingers through the thick patch of hair, and tugging hard on the bush sometimes just to make Jack wince in pain. Devon was so turned on by the proceedings, but he wasn't fully erect and didn't feel the urge to stroke his own cock. Devon hadn't even taken his jeans off. Just being there and being a part of the 'dominate force' that was controlling this helpless lad strapped to the bed was enough. Devon just wanted to watch Corey get what he wanted and that excited him. He felt invincible right now. Nobody could stop them from doing whatever they wanted to this kid. It was an unbelievable feeling of power. Devon smiled to himself. He would never forget this night!
"C'mon, guys," Corey said, shaking Jack's six-incher in his hand. "Help me! Help me suck him to climax!"
With that, Kyle, still stroking his own dick, and Devon both leaned in and began licking the prick up and down, starting at the base and working up to the head, while Corey turned his attention to Jack's big nuts. Jack could feel his balls tensing up, he could feel the pressure building in his cock. He knew he wouldn't be able to last long, however he didn't want to give these three perverts the satisfaction of making him cum. It was degrading to Jack to be forced unwillingly into having an orgasm, especially at the hands of these punks - all of which were a year younger than him! He was determined to try and suppress the urge to cum.
But the more Kyle and Devon lapped up the sides of his pulsating prick, the more he felt like he wanted to feel the release of his load. He knew he would cum violently after all this edging. Corey had been stroking and sucking Jack off-and-on for the past twenty minutes, and Jack had to admit to himself that it had felt really good to have Corey's wet, warm mouth wrapped tightly around his tool, pumping it over and over again. In fact, Jack had never experienced such a perfect blowjob, not from his current girlfriend, or even any of his ex's. It was like Heaven when Corey sucked his dick. Corey just knew how to work a shaft! Jack was straight, but he couldn't deny a fantastic B.J. when he got one!
With Corey lapping the underside of his balls, and the other two boys now taking turns sucking the head of his raging boner, Jack could feel his whole body starting to tingle and the cum was starting to rise in his hard manhood. Jack clenched his teeth under the duct tape which still prevented him from speaking, and prepared to shoot a massive load of his seed. The little bastards, Jack thought, looking down at the back of Kyle and Devon's heads, bobbing up and down, slobbering all over his unit. They have no right to touch me and do these things to me.
That thought had ran through his mind several times during the evening, but he was on the verge of climax now, and suddenly, as his body began to tense up, and his breathing began to get harder and faster, he couldn't deny the intense pleasure that the three boys working over his prick were giving him. He'd never felt anything this overwhelming during a sexual encounter in his whole life. They are so damn good at this, Jack thought, as he started to move his hips in unison with the boys blowing him. I'm gonna cum now, Jack thought. And with that, he began to moan and gyrate on the bed, his ass cheeks clenching up, his tight balls burning, and he began to shoot his load.
The tip of Jack's cock erupted, and Devon stopped licking, but the first stream of cum shot right in Kyle's mouth because he was still giving Jack head when the cum started to flow. Kyle pulled back from the quivering dick and spit the cum sample he had just tasted right into Jack's pubes. The dick kept spewing the hot white cream, which flowed in gushing heaps over the helmet and down the sides of the cock, like white lava from a volcano. Corey, still sucking on Jack's balls, began to stroke the dick to make sure every last drop could escape easily. Jack was in pure ecstasy as he dumped his thick load onto his belly and pubic hair. It felt so good to release the tension that had been building in him for almost a half an hour, since the moment Corey started to give him a hand-job.
Devon and Kyle watched the last of Jack's man-juice dribble down the hard-on
and mix into a puddle of jizz that had pooled up in the young man's blond bush
at the base of the erection. Jack's whole body started to relax. He was relieved
he had finally climaxed. At least that part was over with. However, Corey wasn't
done with his victim just yet. Pulling out a bottle of lubricant, Corey squirted
globs of the cool, slick fluid all over the still-hard penis and then started to
stroke Jack's boner again.
Jack started to violently thrash on the bed, as much as his restraints would allow. Devon could hear Jack begin to wine and whimper.
"What are you doing there?" Devon asked, bewildered. "He already shot his
"A little pre-cum torture," Corey smiled, cockily. "Right now his dickhead is so sensitive it hurts when you touch it, let alone stroke it. I'm gonna teach Mister Jack a little lesson. Nobody turns me down...fuckin' nobody!"
Devon and Kyle looked at each other and grinned broadly. They liked the idea of torturing Jack. Corey rubbed the palm of his hand over the top of Jack's helmet-head repeatedly while he stroked him, and he could hear Jack begging for him to stop through the duct tape. But
Corey was merciless.
"Let me try!" Devon said, and Corey handed off the overly-sensitive cock to
the young twink who started to jerk it hard and fast.
Jack was in Hell. They were ruining the pleasure he had just gained from that perfect orgasm...the best orgasm he had ever had...was now in vein - totally destroyed. Jack wondered how they could do something like this to another human being? But somehow, they managed. In fact, they were reveling in torturing his poor cock.
Devon was giggling as he pulled on Jack's sore shaft over and over. He looked
over his shoulder to watch Jack squirm in agony.
"This is fuckin' cool!" Devon said. "Try it." He handed Jack's cock over to Kyle, who started to twist the helmet, ringing the most sensitive part in his hand.
Jack convulsed in horror at the vile feelings that Kyle was now forcing him to experience, all the while laughing at his pain.
"I think we should make him come again," Devon suggested. "I mean like right
now. Force him to cum and cum and cum!"
"I like that idea," Corey said, starting to massage Jack's loose nuts.
"Yeah, let's make him cum until all we get out of him is dry orgasms," Devon said, laughing. "That is gonna really hurt!"
"Haha, yeah!" Devon wailed. "I could do this all night, guys!"
"I'm in," Corey said, grinning at his partners in crime.
The three boys slapped each other a high-five and continued to jerk-off their helpless prisoner, who remained bound to the bed, thrashing in unbelievable pain and horror.
To be continued in part three....
Jason went to a drawer and took out a couple pairs of handcuffs, he went over to Mark and cuffed his hands behind the bed frame...
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