The Contest

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Billy and Jeff are both muscular masters into dominating other muscular good looking guys. Physically, Billy and Jeff are both over 6″ tall, both workout to keep their bulging muscles rock hard. Billy sports a lightly haired chest with washboard abs and trunk like thighs and dark hair. Jeff on the other, is smooth with a wrestler’s build, beefy and tough looking and brown haired. Although the two have been friends for years, often exchanging ‘recipes’ and boys, their relationship still contains a strong element of competition. Not to be outdone by the other, they spur each other on as they perfect their skills of dominating and sometimes, torture. One day, in a drunken moment, Billy wagered Jeff that Billy has more superior torture skills than Jeff. Jeff immediately rebuked and said he has much deeper skills in milking and sucking. Thus the wager was born. There was to be a contest between the two masters, to see who can make a boy shoot further and in more quantities, and the loser of the bet would subject himself to the winner, doing whatever the winner says with no limits.

The following week, Billy and Jeff discussed how they should set out to determine whose sexual skills were better. Luck would have it, in the club where they were discussing the terms, both men’s attention were suddenly attracted by the entrance of two gorgeous twins. About 5’8, the two boys have identical bodies as well, toned and muscular. Their broad shoulders tapered down to washboard stomachs and a ridiculously small waist, before flaring out to their bulging thighs, classic gymnast build. Both boys were blond with a crew cut topping their cute, handsome faces. At a guess, they were about 20 years of age, obviously horny frat boys sneaked away from the nearby state university. One look at each other, Billy and Jeff immediately decided that the fairest way to carry out their contest would be to use the two boys as subjects and see who can make his subject shoot more cum, and shoot further. Having decided on the course of action, the two hulking male approached the twins (Mark and Matt) and bought them drinks. Facing the two bodybuilder sized men, the horny inexperienced twins quickly agreed to go back home with the masters. On the way back, the two men outlined the purpose of the contest and asked the twin if they would participate in the game which was quickly acquiesced. Matt and Mark are sophomores in the nearby college and really haven’t had that much experience with men. They have just finished a gymnast tournament, and prior to the tournament, their coach have forbidden all the boys to jerk off in fear of losing the edge during the competition. Horned out of their minds with a week’s worth of built-up cum in their teenage balls, the two boys finally decided to venture out to a gay bar and see if they could find any outlet for relief. Although they were skeptical about what they are getting into, their aching balls and relative inexperience led them to accept the invitation to be part of the contest. The boys thought they would be blown by the two men, and shoot load after load all night. L

Upon arriving at Billy’s house, the boys were led to the ‘work room.’ Alarmed at first by the display of manacles and chains in the room, the boys at first tried to back out the deal, but they were assured by Billy and Jeff that bondage dramatically increases the fun and there would be absolutely no pain involved, only pleasure. Intrigued, Mark and Matt allowed themselves to be strapped into X cross side by side, their naked young bodies wide open. In the soft light, the boys’ physiques look amazing. Every ridge of muscle was prominently displayed, their wrists are tied together above their head, showing off their baseball sized biceps and deep, striated armpits with a light dusting of blond armpit pubes. Their body is incredibly smooth and tanned, with a light thatch of pubic hair above their cock and smooth balls. Both boy sport identical 8″ thick rods, and to the delight of the masters, uncut with pale foreskin completely covering their flared mushroom heads. Although slightly uneasy about their tightly bound situation, Mark and Matt’s unruly cocks are already at full mast, jutting up at a 45 degree angle to their body. Matt’s cock is already pulsing; the foreskin began to retract a little, displaying about half of his purplish crown.

After tossing a coin, it was decided that Billy will work on Matt and Jeff will work on Mark. The two masters exchanged a knowing grin before Jeff pushed Mark and his X cross into the next room. Unknown to the boys, Billy and Jeff had already decided that the next few days are only preparation, the final measure of ejaculatory distance and quantity won’t be taken till the end of the weekend. In their minds, they were both planning strategies and tactics of how to use the next 3 days to maximize the quantity of semen the boys will produce. Although similar in interests, Jeff and Billy had different approaches to torturing and tormenting a horny teen. Jeff believed in lightly teasing all the erogenous parts of a boy’s sensitive body, keeping his cock at maximum strain but allowing only fleeting contacts and pleasuring. His specialty was a feather and his nimbler fingertips with which he would dance all over a boy’s body, often sending his victim into fits of struggling as his most secret and erogenous areas are tingled and stimulated beyond his endurance. On the other hand, Billy believed in hardcore cum control and denial, using his hot warm mouth and incredibly talented tongue and hands, he would bring a boy to the edge of orgasm in record time, only to bring the boy down, rest and start again. Billy believed by keeping a boy teetering on the edge, his balls will overproduce extra quantities of seminal fluid and thereby increasing the force of ejaculation. Throughout the process, both Billy and Jeff received tremendous pleasure in listening to the wails and moans of their victims. There was nothing hotter than a horny male begging desperately to be allowed to orgasm, crying out from the intense ache in their groins and driven mad by having been teetered on the edge of orgasm for hours and sometimes, days. This weekend, the two theories and the skills of the two men will be put to test.

Jeff & Mark

To accentuate his helplessness as well as increasing his body’s sensitivity, Mark was blindfolded, although after some strong protest. Jeff pulled up a stool and gazed at Mark for a good few minutes, deciding on a start point. Finally, he picked up two long plume feathers with blunt but incredibly soft tips from his took box and lightly applied them to the underside of Mark’s elbows. Remember Mark is tied with both of his wrists together directly above his head. In this position, the muscle definition of his arms and lats is incredible. The feather on his elbow caused Mark to jerk suddenly as he felt the slight touch but to his horror, the feather is slowly moving down and Mark knew exactly where they were headed, his sweaty, sensitive muscle boy armpits. Soon, the feather was picking up dews of sweat in the nervous sweat soaked armpit of the young gymnast and Mark was twisting, trying to get away from the sensation. Soon, the feathers changed course and headed toward the teen’s rock hard nipples, standing like two light pink pencil erasers in the expanse of the gymnast’s iron slab of pec muscles. From years of experience, Jeff knows that armpit tickling has a wonderful side effect, that to make the nipples even more sensitive than they usually are. If you don’t believe it, next time have someone lick and slobber all over your armpits before attacking your nipples. Knowing how inexperienced the boy is, Jeff gently prepped the boy by feathering and sensitizing his armpits before moving to arouse his nipples. Sure enough, the two feathers kindled a burning feeling in Mark’s nipples. As the two feathers gently caress and kiss the nubs, the teen let out desperate moans as his body experienced feelings he never knew existed. It seems that his nips are directly wired to his cock, making it jerk and bounce in horny reflexes. The feathers titillated and aroused Mark to no end. Oh how he wishes they were caressing his desperate cock as well. He is fully aware of how the week long abstinence is affecting

To say Mark’s balls are sensitive is a gross understatement. Jeff is glad to find that the boy simply could not endure ball tickling. He shrieked, struggled, yelled, begged, and even threatened if Jeff would just stop tickling his balls. Mark’s cock was so hard, the veins are standing in clear relief all over his 8″, wrist-thick, uncut cock. Ignoring the boy’s pleas, Jeff steadfastly continued his expert groin tickling. He aimed the two feathers at the side of the balls, caressing the groove between the balls and the thighs, or around and around stirring the fine, golden pubic hairs. He found a spot that’s particular devastating for Mark, at the base of his huge cock, right below the pubic hair, where the cock joins the body. Gently, he used a finger to push the cock away from the body, exposing that spot, and using one feather, he brushed the cock root, near the pubic hair, gleefully listening to the boy’s teeth chatter and the moaning turned into sobbing as the boy suffered. Jeff’s face is only inches away from the boy’s crotch as he works his feathers, and his nose picked up the unmistakable scent of an aroused boy. Mark’s crotch musk is overpowering and Jeff feels he’s gonna explode in his leather pants without even touching himself.

Hours later, Jeff trained the feathers directly onto the cock. A scream of delight exploded from Mark, until the poor horny boy found out feathers alone would NOT bring him the release he craved. The feathers danced lightly all over his cock, brushing his ultra-sensitive cock head, teasing the edge of his foreskin, stroking the fat, long shaft over and over again but brought only intensified arousal but not relief. Mark’s balls began to ache with the urge to cum, he felt a knot develop inside his groin from the tension. His groin muscle has been so tense for the last two hours that they ached like hell. All his pleas fell on deaf ears as Jeff’s own horniness drove him to great heights of sadistic pleasure in torturing the teen. The more Mark moaned and begged, the lighter and more exact Jeff’s movements become. Ditching the feathers, Jeff eagerly began an exploration of Mark’s crotch with his incredibly soft and deft fingertips. He tickled and fondled the balls, stroked the pubic hair, lightly danced his fingertips up and down the rock hard column of cock flesh. Slowly rubbing the cock but not exactly stroking it, Jeff manipulated Mark’s achingly hard cock like a music instrument, softly tickling, lightly patting but not fully stroking. The muscled gymnast went crazy at the expert handling, his body is covered with a sheen of sweat, he was panting harder than after his routine during a game.

At last, Jeff pulled back and Mark breathed a sigh of relief. He almost enjoy the brief recesses even though his cock is asking for more. What he felt next almost blew his mind away. Suddenly, Mark felt the cursed feather dancing all over his muscular, bubble butt cheeks. The feathers caressed the entire rock solid cheek. The tickling sensation made Mark jump, and he held his breath when the hard cheeks were pulled apart, exposing his tender, young, completely hairless crack and anus to the air. Jeff shot a huge load of pent-up cum in his leather pants as he gazed at the asshole in front of him. Between the two mounds of smooth, pale muscle lies a tiny, light pink hole, twitching with nervous tension. He let Mark wait a few seconds, then still holding the cheeks apart with one hand, he took a feather and gently touched the tip to the center of Mark’s vulnerable anus. The X cross jerked and a loud scream issued from Mark’s mouth. Never, never in his young life Mark felt anything so intense and powerful as the initial tickle of the feather on his asshole. He felt his soul was snatched away by the powerful sensation, his eyes rolled back as the feather danced lightly all over his sensitive, nerve-ending packed anal opening. Just stroking the outside of the anus, Jeff tickled Mark’s most guarded and secret spot, enjoying the loud panting and moaning and screaming coming from the young muscular teen. Even mature, sexually experienced men Jeff have played with in the past found it difficult to endure the unbearable pleasure of anal tickling, not to mention a horny, cum-filled 17 year old young jock like Mark who probably never had his anus teased in this way his entire life and who never even thought his asshole can be this sensitive. Mark struggled vainly in order to get away from the cruel strokes of the feather, the sensation was intensely pleasurable but totally unbearable. He yearned to have hic cock stroked. But the bonds held him immobile and he was forced to endure the horny sensation of his a

The night progressed slowly, Jeff relentless tortured Mark, totally deaf to the teen’s pleas and begging, being only focused on the contest. Mark was being aroused like he has never imagined possible, but with absolutely no relief, not even temporary relief of having his cock stroked. He yearned for a strong hand to grab hold of his cock and rub his foreskin over his head and shoot his cum. He begged Jeff to stroke him, to suck him, even to fuck him but to no avail. You see, according to the agreement, the loser of the contest would have to submit to a week of torture by the other master. And Jeff couldn’t stand the thought of himself bound and at the mercy of his friend. Billy  Matt

In the next room, Matt was in agony. Just like Mark, Matt was expecting to hop on a bed, having his cock sucked nonstop till he empties his overflowing balls. He envisioned himself lie on his back, with his legs spread open, and drained by an expert mouth again and again until his balls no long send urgent messages to his brain to clear the backlog of buildup fluids. Instead, he found himself bound on an X cross and horny out of his mind. To begin with, Matt was a horny bastard and normally jerks off 4 or 5 times a day. Last week was tough on Matt who’s dedicated to his sports but at the same time, found it hard to contain the gnawing ache in his balls. The pent-up pressure was torture for Matt, who found working out till he drops actually a relief to the horny feelings. Every morning Matt woke up soaked in sweat and so hard his cock hurts and only the goal of a superb performance kept Matt’s hands away from his cock.

At the moment, Matt was tied up immobile with his thick cock buried to the hilt in Billy’s sucking mouth. Comparing to Mark, Matt has a very different experience. Unlike Mark, who’s desperate to have his cock jerked, sucked and stroked, Matt couldn’t complain any lack of these activities. Similar to Mark’s situation, Matt hasn’t been able to cum at all! Over the last few hours, Billy sucked, massaged and licked every single square inch of Matt’s hot, muscular body and did everything except let the desperately horny teen cum. Starting with a total body bath, Billy used his expert tongue to wash the evening’s sweat off the boy, reveling in the smell and taste of young muscle boy sweat and skin while finding out all the erogenous zones on the boy’s body. Just like his twin brother, Matt’s armpits are super sensitive and up till this day, never had any attentions paid. Chewing the skin and hair in his pit, Billy caused Matt to flop and moan like mad, only to scream even louder when his nipples were sucked on. By the time Billy worked his way down to Matt’s pubes, the boy was horny beyond belief, and Billy wasted no time in swallowing the boy’s rampant erection down to the pubes, simultaneously cumming in his own leather pants when his nose was buried in the sweaty pubes of the gymnast and inhaling nothing but pure muscle, sweat and teen pheromone. Matt’s eyes rolled back and his head fell back as he experienced the first deep throat. No one had ever take his cock this deep before and he almost lost his load right on the spot.

Within a short few minutes, Billy’s expert blow job had Matt on the edge. It really was too easy to work up the teen. Only a few up and down swallows as well as strokes on the shaft caused the teen to draw his breathe, tense up and ready to blow the biggest load in his life. However, just as Matt prepared to blow his cockhead off, he suddenly felt nothing but cold night air on his cock, all sensations ceased and he opened his eyes in disbelief. “What the fuck dude, aren’t you gonna make me cum and test the quantity of the load?” he asked, ” I was just about to cum man, c’mon, I am so horny I can’t stand it..” Matt smiled at the randy lad and just went back to work, swallowing the cock whole. This time, he worked much slower than Matt would liked. Instead of bringing the teen’s pent-up cum to a broil quickly and effectively like before, this round Billy employed a slow but incredibly wet approach. Not using his hands at all (stroking a dude’s cock while sucking usually produces the quickest cum), Billy slobbered his warm, wet mouth up and down Matt’s iron hard erection, pausing at the tip to suckle on the mushroom head, now totally bloated, purple and angry looking with the foreskin retracted to expose the sensitive tip. The teen relaxed and started to enjoy the sensation. Billy took Matt on a slow, steady climb to orgasm. Every up and down with his tongue and soft lips produced mind-boggling sensation deep in Matt’s balls, he felt his balls slowly tighten till they are knotted against this body, the itchy feeling in his groin built and built and built till once again, Matt was teetering on the edge of an explosive orgasm. As Matt tensed up and getting ready for a good nut this time, he was shocked into reality when Billy’s hot mouth left his inflamed, needy organ once again, depriving what Matt wanted the most at the moment. Matt opened his eyes, looked incredulously at Billy and angrily demanded what the fuck is going on. Billy replied with an outline of the contest and the general method with which he would ensure th

Matt went crazy at this point, fully realizing his predicament, and he was rightly horrified at the idea of a whole weekend of this kind of denial treatment with no ejaculatory relief. He couldn’t imagine how bad he’d need to cum after 3 days of repeated arousal, near orgasm and then denial. After only 2 near orgasms, Matt already felt his balls are near bursting, having been coaxed into producing extra fluids in preparation of ejaculation, but the fluids were denied release and now his balls were so full they felt like lead between his legs. He struggled mightily but to no avail, only providing Billy with an excellent view of his superb muscles flexing and twisting. The image was so hot Billy started a body lick all over again, sending the teen into horny spasms as his sweaty armpits were again licked, his back, abs, ribs all covered by Billy’s hot , wet mouth. The poor boy howled in horniness when his asscheeks were spread open and Billy’s tongue breached Matt’s anal portal. Inexperienced at gay sex, Matt had never thought rimming as a possible sexual activity, and when Billy’s tongue flicked against Matt’s anus, Matt’s whole body spasmed. The rimming totally broke the boy. Unable to withstand the pleasure, the teen sobbed and begged while Billy contented with an expert rimming that lasted for a full half an hour during which Matt frantically yanked at his bonds and suffered like no horny boy ever suffered in Billy’s dungeon. The wails and deep moans only spurred Billy on to greater skills as he tormented the teen, using the teen’s raging hormones and bursting nuts to drive the teen crazy with the need to ejaculate.

While Mark was tormented next door by a series of light feathering touches all over his feverishly hot body, Matt was sucked by Billy’s incredibly experienced mouth and brought to the edge of orgasm repeatedly. Every few minutes, the poor boy was made to teeter on the hairy edge of release, his whole body would flex into rock hardness while his cock would be abandoned once more. Each time, Billy would maneuver the boy closer to the edge as the sadistic master learned more about Matt’s body. Every method was used on the poor boy to torture him. Taking a break from the oral torment, Billy took a hold of Matt’s incredibly swollen and needy erection, rubbing the precum around the rim of the purplish, distended cock head, bursting with blood and the need to ejaculate. Meanwhile, Billy used his fingers from the other hand to gently hold the lower part of Matt’s thick cock root, stroking up and down only an inch or two in an excruciating slow pace, totally driving the teen up the wall with a deep, gnawing feeling of pleasurable ache. The killer was during Billy’s ‘patented’ external prostate massage. Pulling the ample skin back from the teen’s swollen member, Billy inserted his finger deep under the cockroot, behind the balls, and used his fingertip to gently massage the horny boy’s incredible full prostate, filled to the brim with unspent teenage male juice. Although the cockshaft and cock head is totally untouched, coupled with tickling the full sized nut sack with the other hand, Billy could bring a boy close to orgasm just by massaging the prostate through the base of his cock. Matt went incredibly still as the massage slowly brought him closer and closer to orgasm. In his wildest dreams, he had never imagined this type of ‘weird’ method of masturbation. His cock was literally quivering from the slow approach, swollen to the point of bursting, the cockhead is so distended, purple and shiny. He could feel the cum boil in his aching nuts, and slowly climb the journey of orgasm, desperate to be released from his over

Sitting back and admiring the tower of sweaty muscle and teenage hormone in front of him, Billy casually stroked his own desperate erection and smoked a cigarette and mentally preparing the next round of torture. The boy must be kept near the bursting point. The prostate massage/denial was always what drives the horny boys into anger fits. This was only Friday night, the boy still had two more days of relentless torment and unbearable trips to near orgasm to endure, whether he likes it or not. Billy still had many other torture methods with which he planned on using on the boy, such as his favorite slow stroking, where he would apply incredibly slow, oily strokes on the huge teenage cock, keeping the boy just seconds away from orgasm for hours on end, never letting the boy go over the edge, but not coming down too much either, just a couple of seconds away. All Billy cared about was carefully and sadistically build up the pressure in Matt’s already over-active testicles to ensure he would shoot more and farther than his twin brother in the final showdown on Sunday.

Prologue:

After a whole weekend of unprecedented, ball busting sweet torment, the two boys looked like two sweaty rutting animals. Carefully prepared by the masters, Mark and Matt both sported constant dripping erections and incredibly tight, tingling nuts. As they were strapped onto X crosses side by side, the teens groaned at the same time seeing each other’s rock hard cocks. The masters stood behind their respective ‘victims,’ and reached around and took hold of the super engorged cocks. Slowly, their both began to wank the twins, stopping a few times to the muffled groans and pleadings of the boys. Finally, it was time to find out the results of this weekend of preparation. Slowly moving the pale foreskin of both cocks over and over their super sensitive and bloated heads, Mark and Matt were brought to a shattering climax. Two solid ropes of thick, pent-up jism shot out the twins’ gigantic erections like bullets, reaching 10 feet in front of them. Pulses after pulses of semen raced out o the twins, desperate to escape the confines of the huge bull balls. The weekend of torture had paid off, both teens let out inhuman groans of ecstasy as they emptied their balls and shot more jism than they ever had in their young lives. After a full 2 minutes of orgasm, it was discovered that Matt’s first shot had outstripped Mark’s by about 4 inches, thereby winning the contest and testify for Billy’s orgasm denial methodology. Unknown to the twins, Billy turned to Jeff and gave him a wink as Jeff went pale at the realization that the next few weeks will be pure hell for the proud and muscular master.

It was two weeks later in Billy’s playroom in the middle of a hot sweaty session. Jeff was spread eagled on the X cross with a raging hard on. For the past two weeks, Jeff was forced to wear a chastity device designed by Billy in order to ensure his cum is retained inside his huge, hairy balls. Now the real torture is about to begin. Jeff is paying the price for losing the bet and is about to experience Billy’s techniques first hand. Drenched in sweat, the proud master had been enduring two hours of sucking and stopping and body licking by his friend. His will power is totally gone and he is reduced to a moaning, begging mess, casting away his usually proud, masterly stature. Clearly enjoying his work, Billy had already cum twice, right in front of Jeff, arousing him even further as he watched as thick white ropes of semen jet out of Billy’s huge cock and land all over Jeff’s sweaty body. Billy is currently in the process of giving Jeff a deep, slow, soul-searching fuck. His thick uncut cock slides slowly in and out of Jeff’s muscled ass. Unused to the prostate stimulation, Jeff’s cock is at full mast, straining for just a little touch to be pushed over the edge but Billy’s calculated strokes are timed just slow enough that Jeff couldn’t get his nut from the fucking and Billy’s hands are no where close to Jeff’s cock but instead the nimbler fingers are dancing lightly all over Jeff’s crotch, tickling the balls to unbearable stimulation. The leisure fuck went on for sometime and eventually Billy pumped another huge load inside Jeff. When he pulled out, he announced to a horrified Jeff that that was enough play for the night. Jeff was then cuffed, a thick pair of shorts put on him, led to a cell and faced a night of raging hard on, aching nuts and unsatisfied lust in hopes of Billy getting him the next day. For the first time in his life, Jeff experienced what it feels like to be confined, bound and endure the deep ache that comes with over filled balls and unsatisfied sexual desires.