Brandon

(We return to our roots a bit by returning to semipublic sexual embarrassment of Brandon while introducing his evil girlfriend and other characters.  We explore more of a forced exhibitionism here as well as fem-dom and authoritarian fetishes.  WARNING- I tend to write over the top almost comic book style sexual stories.  If you are bothered by unrealistic sexual portrayals—DON’T READ!  I have shifted slightly to an omnipotent third person telling of the story for some of this because as the Men Store Manager, I’m not actually present at the park or movie.  Enjoy!)  

Still Saturday at my house:

I went back into the bedroom to find Brandon had turned over on the sperm, sweat, spit and oil covered plastic sheet and was humping the savagely slick sheet wildly and firing huge wads of sperm.  I could not believe it!  The poor kid was right back in super organism!  I sat on the bed beside him and rubbed his back.  Giggling I asked, “Brandon are you ok?”.

“Yes, it feels so good,” he cried sperming again and again.  “I’m sorry, I’ll try to stop!!”

I kissed him on the side of his face and told him to finish when he was ready.

“Brandon loves you!!  Brandon wants to be your prairie dog forever!” he said while making prairie dog sounds.  It was too adorable.  I rubbed all up and down on his body as he pumped his fat super hard penis into the slick plastic sheet.  The sight of his super cute bubble butt bobbing up and down was unreal.  Brandon’s entire body was so beautiful and he had such soft unblemished hairless skin everywhere.  Looked behind Brandon’s wonderful bubble butt, I noticed Brandon’s massive balls dragging along the slick plastic as he pumped his fat penis back and forth.  I had noticed his fat package before but was so shocked by the big squirting penis that I had never really noticed just how big his balls where.  They were clearly engorged from all the sperming but still.  Each ball had to be between a golf ball and tennis ball in size.  It was amazing.  Now I knew how Brandon could produce so much sperm on demand.  I also admired Brandon’s big powerful upper legs.  The kids hamstrings on the back of his legs where huge.  Well, he was a great baseball player and he was known for stealing bases.  I was momentarily mesmerized by the rhythmic flexing of Brandon’s big hamstrings.  He pumped sperm for 10 more minutes before winding down and rested for 10 more minutes before getting up.   His entire body was covered in oil, sperm, sweat and spit.  

I took him into the bathroom and turned on the shower.  He asked if I would join him and I could not resist.  I took of my clothes for the first time in front of him.  Brandon was in such a sexual daze he really didn’t notice that much.  Brandon went right for the cool water letting it run all over his head and down his body.  I grabbed a bar of soap and began to wash his entire back but as I rubbed Brandon moaned and began to sperm again.  I giggled and rapped my arms round his waist and pulled him tight from behind.   Brandon moaned and jiggled.  He was so hyped up and every touch seemed to send massive amounts of hormones into his already jazzed up body.  I turned Brandon toward me and pulled him close. His fat penis stroked wildly against my body and he exploded.  Brandon was firing huge huge wads of sperm all over both our bodies.  Brandon laid his head on my shoulder and began to chant as he spermed wildly.

“Oh!!  Brandon loves you!! Oh!! Oh!!  Brandon loves you!! Brandon loves you!! Brandon loves you!!”

I rubbed his back and whispered into his ear, “You’re the best boy ever!!  You’re the best BOYTOY in the world!!  You are so beautiful!!”  Every complement pumped hormones into his sperm fit and he squirted and squirted.  Brandon’s soft jelly belly was pressed up against mine and it was jiggling as he squirted.  If felt so funny and I giggled wildly.  As Brandon settled down from his renewed squirting, I again took the soap and managed to get him lathered up and washed off so he was squeaky clean.  

After drying off, I ordered a few pizzas for us to eat and then I showed Brandon a gift I had bought him.  I had ordered 10 packages of different colored BoyToy underwear for him.  Brandon looked at them and said he couldn’t afford this.  After smiling, I told him it was a gift and I wanted him to be happy.  He started to get emotional and that wonderful teen boy battle of  becoming emotion and the need to be manly, struggled inside Brandon for a moment.

“It’s ok,” I said and kissed him on his upper back.  Brandon managed to hang on but then turned to me and gave me a long long long hug.  Brandon’s beautiful naked body was again pressed against mine, though I was now fully clothed again.  I rubbed Brandon’s back as he trembled slightly, still fighting the urge to cry.  A few tears did flow and I kissed him on the side of the face, telling him again it was ok.  We stood there for nearly 5 minutes, not talking.  I giggled again as Brandon’s soft jelly belly pressed against my body.  Finally he pulled away.  

“Sorry, my parents are good people and provide for me and everything but they are pretty unemotional and my only girlfriend that I’ve ever had is more interested in humiliating me than showing affection,” explained Brandon.  “I really wish you would let me pay for these.  You already gave me a free shirt and I don’t want you to think I’m loafing off you or the reason I hang around is to get free stuff.”

I looked him dead in the face.  “So why do you hang out with me?” I asked sheepishly.  

Brandon looked down at the floor with some shame on his face.  I was steeled for his answer, not knowing what it would be.  “I just--- You’re so cool and have everything together in your life and you’re so smart, you know exactly what you want and where you want to go, hell you’re already there!  And to top it off, you’re interest in me because I’m me.  You find my body interesting and fun and my quirky habits and fetishes interesting and not something to be a source of shame or used to humiliate me. You see them as a positive not a negative.”

After being momentarily stunned by the wickedly intellectual answer to my question by, the mostly dimwitted, Brandon, I answered.  “Yes I do think you are special and that your unique gifts are a positive not a negative!”  This time I pulled Brandon into a hug which lasted even longer than the last.  Brandon became emotional again and I kissed him on the side of the face several times.  Brandon calmed down and we untangled ourselves.  “Oh, by the way, you can repay me by telling me the story of the most embarrassing thing Daphne has ever done to you.”  

Brandon flushed red and looked at me with a combination of horror, humiliation and a kind of perverse pleasure.  “Ok, but I’m going to squirt for sure telling this to you!  Now I have to figure out which was the MOST embarrassing!”

“Are there that many that you have to think about it?” I asked.  He gave me that look, like hell yes and totally believe me when I say it.  We cleaned off the soaked plastic and let it dry on the floor.  I put a couple of towels on Brandon’s side of the bed and he laid out flat on his back.  I climbed onto the bed and laid on my side rubbing his chest.  Brandon started to tell the tale:

Daphne, Brandon’s sadistic dominatrix girlfriend, had asked him to take her to the movies.  It was one of those mid-day matinees that no one went too.  Daphne had insisted that Brandon wear only his light gray terry cloth football shorts and a white tee.  Brandon knew that Daphne liked him to wear clothes that gave her easy access to his sensitive body in public places.  Brandon was worried about being humiliated if he were caught in a compromised position but at the same time he was excited about what his body was about to experience.  It was an odd combination of seemingly opposing feelings that worked together to make him horny as hell.   Brandon pulled up to Daphne’s huge house in a very ritzy neighborhood and she hopped into the pickup truck with him.   She wasted no time and began to rub his crotch.  Brandon shivered and was hard as a rock.  His fat penis made a huge bulge in the grey shorts.  She pulled the waist band of the grey football shorts out.

“Are you wearing the BoyToy Underwear I love so much?” asked Daphne.

“Of course, you bought me 25 pair of the things,” said Brandon referring to the white cotton briefs with the big dark blue waist band with BOYTOY in huge white letters.  Brandon had a massive underwear fetish.  He loved the feeling of wearing white cotton briefs and had a collection of over 300 pair going all the way back to elementary school.  He loved how they felt on him and looked and he liked the look of them on other guys too.  He even had a collection of pictures of guys in white cotton underwear.   I nearly fell out of the bed as Brandon just spewed out these details about his personal wants and desires.  He continued:

Daphne untied the white draw string on the grey terrycloth shorts and pushed them down exposing Brandon’s fat underwear covered hard on.  She then folded his shirt up onto his chest, exposing his big super soft super cute belly.  She grabbed the band of the bright white BoyToy Underwear and popped them against Brandon’s white skin.  “Brandon looked at her and stammered, “BoyToys!!”.  Daphne laughed and was very happy to see Brandon already sinking into his submissive babbling funk.  

“I’m going to buy you another 25 pair,” she laughed as he began to rub his soft crumbled belly.  She giggled as his belly jiggled and sucked in and out at her touch.  His entire body was more sensitive than anyone she had even known.  She worked down to his underwear covered hard on and gave him a few firm rubs.  Brandon moaned wildly and hardened out of control.  Daphne moved the fat hard penis so it would tent outward in the soft cotton underwear.  

“CCCome on  DDDaphne, were almost to the theater,” said Brandon his voice trembling wildly which only turned Daphne on more.   She gave the bulging penis a few more rubs.  Brandon looked over at her and cried out, “PENIS!!  PENIS!!”.

“Hey, we got time, turn and go to riverfront park,” said Daphne.  Brandon shivered knowing that Daphne was going to have plenty of time now to get him squirting before they ever went into the movie.  Daphne moved her hand up under his shirt and began to play with both Brandon’s big hard chest nipples.

“Nips!!” stammered Brandon.  Brandon moaned wildly and his fat penis involuntarily pumped a massive load of pre cum out all over the cotton briefs.  Brandon’s fat tenting cock head was now plainly visible threw the soaked white cotton underwear.  Daphne giggled and reached down and fingered the pre cum soaked underwear covered tenting cock head.  Brandon never had a chance and he fired several huge wads of sperm threw the soaked underwear and into Daphne’s hand.  Daphne cupped her hand accepting the gooey wads of sperm and then dumped them back into Brandon’s underwear all over his fat penis.  Brandon moaned wildly as he turned and drove along the Riverfront Road.  “PENIS!!  PENIS!!” cried Brandon as the hormones in his teen body exploded.  Daphne smiled as Brandon was starting to sweat and she could smell him.  Brandon’s scent when he got horny was a musky but sweat smell that Daphne loved to smell.   She fingered the sperm covered head of Brandon’s penis again and again he pumped out another big load of sperm into her hand.  She again dumped it right back on the raging underwear covered penis.   “PENIS!!  PENIS!!”

“Here, pull in here, there’s no one around,” said Daphne.  Brandon pulled into a deserted parking lot near the river.  As Brandon pulled into a parking place facing the river, Daphne reached into his underwear and stroked his fat penis directly causing him to shoot 5 big wads of sperm up onto his belly.  Brandon shivered wildly as Daphne put his penis back in his underwear making it tent wildly outward again.  Brandon could not help it and fired two more wads threw the underwear.  Daphne giggled.  “ok, lose the shirt.”  Brandon pulled the shirt up over his head and tossed it onto the dash.  “Now the shorts,” said Daphne.  Brandon shivered but pulled his grey trunks off leaving him setting there with a pair of white cotton BoyToy Underwear with the big dark blue elastic waist band and white Nike high top tennis shoes with the blue whoosh stripe on them.  Daphne had bought those for him too, saying they matched the underwear.  “Now out of the truck,” said Daphne.  Brandon shivered and looked around to see if anyone was around. “Please Daph- please!” pleaded Brandon.  She only reached over and fingered the fat underwear covered cockhead and Brandon yelped and fired 4 more burst of sperm through the underwear.  “Squirt!!   Squirt!!   Squirt!!   Squirt!!” stammered Brandon.  Brandon knew there was no talking Daphne out of it.  She loved to look at him standing in his white underwear.  It really turned her on and she loved to see him in public areas kind of forcing exhibitionism on him.  

Brandon looked out at the river to make sure no boats where lurking around and then climbed out into the bright sunlight.  Daphne giggled as Brandon slid out of the seat and his BoyToy underwear sagged about halfway down on his meaty bubble butt.  Brandon walked to the front of truck and onto the grassy area between the parking lot and the river.  Daphne climbed out with her cell phone and began to video him.  Brandon turned around to see her filming and it pushed him right over the edge again.  Brandon jiggled and fired huge sprays of sperm out of his tenting underwear.  Daphne giggled as she got the whole thing on high res video.   Brandon sagged against the side of the truck trying to recover from the squirt session but Daphne was not through.  She moved in beside him and rubbed his belly.  Brandon was totally hyped up from the squirting and started right back in squirting wildly threw the cotton underwear.  It drove Brandon crazy and Daphne toying with him and filming only made it a 100 times worse.  She ordered him to stroke himself hard and Brandon pulled his fat penis out of his underwear and went to town.  Brandon fired huge wads of sperm into the air as Daphne filmed him.  Poor Brandon started to chant rhythmically to the squirting, “Stroke!! Squirt!! Stroke!! Squirt!! Stroke!! Squirt!! Stroke!! Squirt!!”.

Then it happened.  Brandon looked up from his ecstasy to see a police car coming down the road.  Brandon freaked and unloaded 8 more huge wads of sperm as he stumbled to the passenger door and slid across the seat.  Daphne giggling wildly slid in and closed the door.  Brandon fumbled with his grey shorts but Daphne grabbed them from him along with the shirt and tossed them through the open sliding window in the back window and out into the truck bed.  Brandon looked at her in horror and fired of 8 more fat wads of sperm and babbled wildly, “BRANDON IN TROUBLE!!  BRANDON IN TROUBLE!!”.   She died laughing.  The cop car pulled in behind the truck and the cop got out.  Brandon’s heart thumped wildly and he cranked off 4 more wads of sperm.  He was totally freaked out and every surge of hormones made him squirt.  Brandon watched in horror as the cop came up to the door.  He was one of the young guys on the force and that frighten Brandon even more.  The cop looked into the cab of the truck and died laughing.  Brandon jiggled wildly and fought with all his might not to squirt.  

“What’s going on Jelly Belly Brandon,” said the cop referring to Brandon’s baseball nick name as he reached in and patted Brandon on his soft Jelly Belly.  

It was way more than poor Brandon could handle.  He was already ready to squirt gallons and now he had his girlfriend laughing at him and a young police officer patting him on his belly as he sat there in sperm soaked underwear.  Brandon looked over at the officer and stammered “JELLY BELLY!”  Brandon could not hold back and he exploded firing huge wads of sperm up out of the cotton underwear over and over and over and over.  It went on for nearly a minute and Brandon was a mental and hormone basket case.  The cop and Daphne were laughing hard.  Brandon sagged back in the seat panting wildly and fighting the almost uncontrollable urge to squirt again and again.  

“His body is super sensitive and when he gets worked up he goes into a sperm fit,” said Daphne.

“Oh yea,” said the cop.

The cop then reached in and fingered one of Brandon’s fat nipples.  Brandon again looked at the officer, kind of stuck his head out at him and then stammered, “NIPS!!”   Brandon exploded firing wad after wad.  The humiliation just poured into Brandon and fed his hormones and kept him going for a long time.  A thick layer of sweat covered Brandon’s body now.   Finally Brandon came to a stop.  His belly pumped wildly in and out as he gasped for breath.  

“Ok, out of the truck,” said the cop.  Brandon starred in horror and started to sperm wildly again.  The cop laughed and opened the door and pulled a sperming Brandon out.  He ordered Brandon to put his hands out on the truck.  Brandon was going nuts firing huge wads out of his underwear as the cop had him back out in public.  The cop them began to frisk him searching his soft but fairly proportioned and super cute body for weapons.  He touched Brandon all over sending Brandon into a wild sperm fit that he could not control.  Then Brandon looked over to see Daphne out of the truck and filming the encounter.  As he was freaking over Daphne filming his groping by the cop, the cop reached into Brandon’s underwear and pulled his fat sperming penis out.  The cop gave Brandon, 10 good strokes and Brandon exploded.  Brandon crashed to his knees and spermed so hard he thought he might pass out.  The cop laughing wildly helped Brandon back to the patrol car and let him lean over the hood.  The cop cuffed Brandon’s hands behind him and Brandon spermed even harder afraid he was being taken to jail like that.   Brandon tried to settled down, but then the cop pulled Brandon’s underwear down to his ankles.  Brandon began to sperm even harder.  Brandon sagged forward and lay across the hood of the car humping the hood of the car and firing massive wads of sperm out from the front of the car.  Both the cop and Daphne laughed and laughed as Brandon lay on the hood of the car pumping his penis wildly and sperming out of control.  The cop went to his car and came back with a wad of Vaseline which he put under Brandon’s stroking penis.  Brandon went deeper into his sperm fit and fired bigger and bigger wads.  He could not stop and was totally psyched out.  Daphne could not help but watch Brandon’s cute bubble butt bobbing up and down.  There was sweat pouring off his body and it was shining in the sun light.  Brandon’s body was so cute and cuddly, who could not want to watch it.  Brandon humped the car for more than 30 minutes never stopping the sperm fit.  He was exhausted.  

“You can take the cuffs off him,” said Daphne.  “I don’t think he can stop sperming much less try to get away,”.  
“Is that right Jelly Belly?” asked the cop patting Brandon on his bare butt and drawing a huge squirt of sperm.  “Ill tell you what, I’m going to take the cuffs off and if you can get up and off the hood, you can go and I will not take you to jail.”  The cop pulled the cuffs off and let Brandon get his arms under his soft cuddly body.  Brandon shivered and pushed his body off the car. His soft belly sagged down under him.  But as he came of the car, Daphne reached in and shoved her finger into his fat super sensitive belly button.  Brandon jiggled wildly and crashed back to the hood of the car and fired huge ropes of sperm off the hood of the car and into the air.  “BELLY BUTTON!!” he yelled out.  The cop died laughing and told Brandon he had to stay there.  Brandon complied and spermed and spermed and spermed.   Then suddenly, another car pulled up.  It was Candy and Carmon, recent grads from his high school.  They jumped out and ran over.  Brandon was hit with yet another wave of humiliation and he fired huge huge wads of sperm.  The girls giggled wildly and rubbed Brandon’s adorable soft body making him sperm more and more.  The cop took his night stick and toyed with Brandon’s butt hole.  Brandon responded with heavy strokes of his penis and his soft belly slapped the hood of the car.  The girls giggled and Daphne made her move fingering Brandon’s deep belly button and super sensitive area.  “BELLY BUTTON!!  BELLY BUTTON!!”, cried Brandon as he exploded and totally unable to control himself at all.  This went on for more than 15 minutes.  Brandon was a shivering sweaty mess and chanting helplessly.  “STROKE!!  SQUIRT!!  STROKE !!  SQUIRT!!  STROKE !!  SQUIRT!!”

Finally after finding out where they were going, the cop let Daphne Candy and Carmon help poor Brandon to his truck.  Brandon was shivering, ready to squirt with a stimulus of any kind.   He was so confused that he pulled away and drove to the movie theater still wearing only his sperm covered BoyToy Underwear.  When he got to the place Daphne made him get out of the truck and get his grey shorts and shirt from the bed of the truck wearing only his saggy white underwear.  Brandon pulled them on but the sperm covered underwear made a huge wet spot on the shorts.  Brandon was mortified about going into the theater like that but Daphne was having none of it and Candy and Carmon pulled up and jumped out of their car, adding to Brandon’s sexual excitement/ terror.  They walked into the theater.  They were slightly late and the movies had started which was good for Brandon, the lobby was empty except for employees.  They got their tickets and moved to the entrance for the different movies.  The guy taking the tickets was Brandon’s age and had graduated with him from High School.  He was a member of the wrestling team but not wickedly strong or anything and a fairly nice guy.

“Hey, Brandon,” said Mark.  
“Hey, Mark, nice to see you again”, said Brandon, trying to sound normal.  “This is Daphne.”
“Oh I’ve heard of Daphne,” said Mark looking down to see Brandon’s wet bulge in his shorts.  “And it looks like what I heard was true.”  Mark reached down and gave Brandon’s soft belly a rub on top his shirt.  Brandon’s belly jiggled and Mark smiled and rubbed the belly again.  Daphne, Candy and Carmon laughed and Brandon jiggled in embarrassment.  

“Isn’t his belly so cute?” Daphne asked Mark as she raised Brandon’s tee up showing his soft slightly bulging belly.  Brandon’s Jelly Belly jiggled wildly as it was presented to Mark right there in the theater lobby.  Mark laughed and rubbed Brandon’s bare belly directly.  Brandon looked directly at Mark and stammered out “Jelly Belly!!”.  Mark nearly fell down laughing as did the girls.  Brandon was overcome with humiliation and fired several huge wads of sperm inside his underwear and grey trunks.  Mark laughed even more as he saw thick white sperm ooze from Brandon’s grey trunks and run down the front.  Brandon was sucking up the humiliation from all sides.  He glanced around the empty lobby in wild fear of even more people seeing him.  Brandon jiggled as his exhibition fetish dumped even more hormones into his super sensitive body.  Brandon fought wildly not to squirt another fat wad of sperm but Mark rubbed his bare belly again and Brandon pumped out another huge wad of sperm which ran down the front of his grey terry cloth trunks.  Daphne pulled Brandon’s shirt completely off.

“No, not here in the lobby!” cried Brandon.  Brandon’s soft belly jiggled wildly and Mark put his hand on it feeling it jiggle.  “Jelly Belly!” stammered Brandon at Mark.  Mark laughed wildly and Brandon was about to pass out from the humiliation of it all.  Brandon squirted two more fat wads of sperm and tried to hang on.  

“It’s ok Brandon,” laughed Mark, rubbing him on his bare upper back down to his small of the back.  Brandon laid his head down on Marks shoulder and kind of sagged against him in a wickedly adorable way.  Mark nearly died and wanted to fuck Brandon so bad.  Mark was bi but hand never wanted a guy so bad in his life.  Mark grabbed the rim of Brandon’s light grey shorts and pulled them out away from his body to get a good look at Brandon’s white cotton dark blue banded BoyToy Underwear.  Brandon looked straight at Mark’s face only a few inches away and stammered “BOYTOYS!!  BOYTOYS!!”.  Mark laughed and nearly came in his own underwear as Brandon sank into a submissive state right in front of him.   Brandon’s face was so cute and he was so sincere.

“Brandon’s BoyToy’s are beautiful!” said Mark.
“Brandon beautiful!! Brandon beautiful!!” replied Brandon.

With the grey shorts still pulled away from Brandon’s body, Mark saw Brandon’s fat penis squirt a massive wad of sperm through the white cotton underwear and splatter on the inside of the soaked grey trunks.  Mark did cum on himself as he witnessed Brandon’s powerful penis squirt a huge wad of sperm with such power as to spew right through his cotton underwear like it was not there.  

Daphne’s evil pussy was becoming wildly moist as her bottom boytoy boyfriend was sinking wildly into a submissive groggy orgasm right there in the lobby of the theater.  She loved to push poor Brandon over the edge and watch him try to hang on.  She had maneuvered Brandon into many different humiliating situations but this was the most public and seeing Brandon totally physic himself out as he came into contact with another high school guy was really setting her off.  She made a note in her head to invite Mark over so they could double team Brandon sexually.  Daphne took Brandon’s balled up shirt and shoved it down in the back of his grey shorts.  Brandon yelped as they sagged wildly on his waist bringing his dark blue BoyToy Underwear band into plain view.  Brandon turned his attention from Mark, looking over at Daphne and stammered out “BOYTOYS!!  BOYTOYS!!”.  Daphne laughed and pinched the BoyToy Underwear band and played with it.  Brandon jiggled and fired another huge wad of sperm and stammered “BOYTOYS!! BOYTOYS!!”

“Let’s get Brandon some very buttery popcorn and candies before we go in,” said Daphne.  “No!” cried Brandon in a whiny tone but Mark and Daphne walked him up to the concession counter where a girl from Brandon’s high school was working. Poor Brandon nearly passed out as the girl fought to keep from laughing wildly.  Brandon put his head back on Mark’s shoulder and stammered, “BRANDON IN TROUBLE!!  BRANDON IN TROUBLE!!”.  Mark reached up and petted Brandon’s blond hair.  At that moment the girl behind the counter noticed the sperm running down Brandon’s grey shorts.  “Oh man is he squirting!” she said laughed.  Brandon jiggled wildly and pumped out 4 more big wads which ran down the front of his now soaked grey shorts.  Daphne ordered a huge bucket of super buttery popcorn and a big box of gummy bears and another of chocolates.

Daphne, Candy, Carmon and Mark walked Brandon into the theater.  Mark had suggested the least popular show and luckily for Brandon the theater was nearly empty with only about 20 people scattered around the big theater.  They sat near the back, no one was behind them.  The closest people where two Jr. High aged boys sitting about 4 rows up.  Daphne sat on one side of Brandon with Candy and Carmon on the other.  Mark moved in directly behind Brandon.  As soon as they got sat down, Daphne ordered the shorts off.  Brandon complied and Daphne balled up the shorts and shoved it in the left side of Brandon’s BoyToy underwear.  Brandon looked ridicules and he exploded.  His fat penis popped out of the underwear and the sperm fit was on.  Daphne loaded the butter soaked popcorn into his mouth and Candy and Carmon played with his body.  Suddenly he felt an arm rap around his chin.  It was Mark, behind him and he locked the sleeper hold on the poor boy.  It was not a hard sleeper but it drove Brandon even more crazy and he bridged his body up and started sperming wildly up into the air.  Brandon did’nt know anything about wrestling but what he watched on TV and he knew what a sleeper hold could do.  Mark whispered into his ear that he would not hurt him or put him to sleep, he just wanted to add to his feeling of domination.  Daphne dug in her purse and pulled out two clothespins and put them on Brandon’s fat perky nipples.  Brandon’s nipples were hyper sensitive like the rest of his soft body and the clothespins drove him crazy as they pinched on the nipples.  Brandon spermed out of control and the two girls giggled wildly. Daphne feed him more buttery popcorn  Mark laughed in Brandon’s ear.

Mark-  He does not like those fat nipples pinched!

Daphne dug in her purse again.  Brandon sobbed “no” but she pulled out two more and pinched them onto the fat nipples.  Brandon squirted several more wads of sperm into the air.  Candy was now stroking away at his fat penis and Brandon started to chant.  “Stroke!   Nips!  Stroke!   Nips!  Stroke!   Nips! Stroke!   Nips!”  Brandon was really starting to suck up the sleeper hold and sexual stimulation.  It was all going to work on his hormone filled body.  Mark pulled back lightly on the sleeper, making it have more devious affect.  Brandon shivered and added to his chant.  “Stroke!  Sleep!   Nips!  Stroke!  Sleep!   Nips!  Stroke!  Sleep!   Nips! Stroke!  Sleep!”  Brandon took a moment to look up at the Jr. High kids still not looking back to notice him.  He was relieved but still terrified at the prospect that at any moment they could turn around.  Just having the kids setting there was driving Brandon nuts, sending massive tingles to his penis, charming it to squirt even more.  

Daphne took a handful of buttery popcorn and gripped Brandon’s fat penis and started stroking up and down using the buttery popcorn as a wicked scratchy lube.  Brandon went nuts firing huge wads of sperm into the air.  “POPCORN PENIS!!  POPCORN PENIS!!  POPCORN PENIS!!  POPCORN PENIS!!” chanted Brandon as he squirted wildly.  The appropriately named Candy pushed huge amounts of gummy bears into Brandon’s mouth, stuffing it full where it would not close.  Brandon spermed harder and was his body was beginning to shake and his head was bobbling.  Gummy bear colored spit began to trickle from his mouth, falling onto his chest and running downward.  Carmon, Candy and Daphne took turns stroking Brandon for nearly an hour.  During that time several guys going to the bathroom or concession stand saw what was going on and came over setting around poor Brandon, watching and joining in.  As the movie was nearing the end, Brandon had more people watching him than the movie.  They all managed to shield Brandon as the movie ended and no one else saw anything.  Brandon pulled his underwear and grey trunks onto his sperm soaked body and stumbled toward the exit.  Mark stopped him and helped him and Daphne toward a rear exit that would be much more private.  

As Brandon got back outside he expressed his thanks to Mark at looking after him.  Mark laughed, “No problem Brandon, you are way to adorable.  Hey, some day you are going to have to let me play with you in private!”

“Anytime.  Brandon likes Mark. Brandon likes Mark,” said Brandon.  Mark rubbed Brandon’s soft belly and Brandon looked right at him and stammered “Jelly Belly!”.  Mark laughed wildly as Brandon stumbled to his truck and climbed in.  Mark watched as Daphne reached over and did something to Brandon and more squirts of white sperm spewed up onto his chest.  Mark laughed again and went back inside the theater.  

Back at my house, Brandon was worked up telling me the humiliating story.  He had squirted several times and his upper body was again covered with sperm.  He went into the bathroom and cleaned himself again, returning to plop down on the bed next to me.  “Thank you for telling me that,” I stated.  

“It was hard to tell you,” said Brandon.  “Now you know what a total loser I am.  Do you want me to leave now?”

“No I don’t want you to leave now--- and you are not a loser!” I shouted.  “I’m sitting here trying to get my mind around the fact that someone as fun, adorable, athletic and good looking as you has self-confidence issues.  You know if you had a girlfriend who loved you instead of using you as a humiliation object, you would not have these problems.  Do you have a best friend, you know someone you can tell anything to?”  Brandon pointed at me.  Oh God!

Brandon pulled on his original pair of white BoyToy Underwear with the dark blue elastic with white BOYTOY lettering.  I took Brandon out to the living room to watch tv and try to get his mind off his massive penis.  He was still packing “massive cream” he explained.  He had still not mentioned the run in he had with Bob the Mall Cop or his dread at his meeting he was set to have the coming Monday.  

I went to the bedroom to put up the sex toys and bondage materials just in case someone came over unexpectedly.  I heard the doorbell ring and Brandon say, “I’ve got it!”  And for a minute that seemed ok, before I remembered that Brandon was wearing a pair of BoyToy underwear with a massive hard on that was probably still sticking up and out of his BoyToys.  

“BRANDON! WHAT THE HELL!” I heard from the 1st year college kid named Kurt, the Little Niros pizza delivery guy.  I ran into the living room to see Brandon looking down at his fat exposed member.  He then looked up at the pizza delivery kid and stammered “PENIS!!” as a white gooey wad streamed into the air.    

I slapped my hand over my eyes and shook my head.

THE END

Brandon will return in: Monday’s Mall Cop Massacre

What will happen when Brandon goes to see Bob the Mall Cop?

Will Bob try to exploit Brandon like his evil girlfriend?

Does Mark “The Movie Guy” try to hook up with Brandon for some private play?

What about the young city cop who humiliated Brandon at the park?

Does Brandon have enough cream for all these people?

Questions, constructive comments, wants and desires are always welcome!

Porthos