Bondage and ballbusting in the forest

Hi, my name's Matt. I’m a gay guy who’s 25 years old. In my spare time, I like hanging out with mates, having random hookups on Grindr and working out in the gym. I’ve been at the same company for about three years now.  Today’s our annual away day and the powers that be have decided we’ll work better together if we spend time in a large forest playing paintball.   We’ve been split into red and blue teams and are spread out across the forest. 

I have managed to not get caught so far but as I enter a clearing I turn around to see James, a fit lad from the mailroom who I’ve had my eye on for a while. We’re just ten metres away from each other, I can feel the adrenaline pumping, and my heart races as I lock eyes with him. 

The fucker is fast, he raises his gun, takes aim and with a grin he shoots, hitting me directly in the balls. I fall to the ground in pain as he smirks, "Looks like I just put you out of commission."

Now, there’s nothing I love more than a good ballbusting session but this is a different level of pain. 

He scoops me up, and despite my half hearted protests, he ties me to a sturdy oak tree, my arms secured firmly behind my back. My ankles get tied to a couple of tree stumps on either side, spreading them slightly. The ropes are tight on my wrists and ankles, I am aware of my cock beginning to chub up.  I’ve loved being tied up ever since I was a kid playing war games.  As I became an adult the games have become more… adult. 

James paces up and down, his eyes are fixed on me as he smirks and begins to talk about how he's going to humiliate me. He’s got a mischievous glint in his eye that excites and unnerves me at the same time. A tingling sensation runs down my spine as his masculine features are illuminated by the sunlight and he looks at me with a wicked grin.

I begin to take in the detail of what he’s wearing. He’s come dressed for the day in a tight-fitting camouflage top and trousers showing off his athletic body and bulging muscles. I can't help but admire how the outfit looks on him as he paces around me, his movements revealing just how fit he is.

My eyes are drawn to the large bulge in his camouflage trousers. His package is straining against the tight fabric, revealing his arousal at the situation. I can't help myself, I’m getting harder as I imagine what he might do next. The sight of his bulge is hypnotic, and I find myself staring, unable to look away.

James stops pacing and stands before me, looking me up and down, his eyes lingering on the l bulge in my trousers. He smirks as he notices how aroused I am despite the throbbing pain in my balls. Then he follows my gaze, looking down at his own bulge, smirking. "Like what you see?" he taunts, gripping his package and shaking it. 

I strain against the ropes holding my arms behind the tree and realise that they are tied tightly; it's impossible to break free. James watches me struggle, amused by my pointless attempt. "Save your energy," he says with a chuckle. "You’re not going anywhere."  He steps close to me so I can feel his breath on my skin, making me shiver with excitement.

I’m wearing a white T-shirt, light-blue jeans, and blue boxer briefs underneath. I love the way they accentuate my cock and balls. James reaches into his pocket and pulls out a small knife with a gleaming blade. With a wicked grin, he traces the tip of the knife along the collar of my shirt, pressing it gently against my skin.

Oh fuck, is the guy a psycho? I start to shout for help, he places a hand over my mouth to stop me. Then panic turns to relief as In one swift motion, James slices through the fabric of my T-shirt, revealing my bare chest underneath. The cold metal of the blade sends shivers down my spine, and I feel the heat of his gaze as he takes in the sight of my exposed skin. "Now we're getting somewhere," he purrs, running his fingers over my chest and abs, gently brushing my nipples and making me tingle with pleasure.

He then runs his fingers down my torso, trailing them down to my package, which is straining against my jeans. He cups my balls in his hand, gently massaging them  through the denim, eliciting a low moan from me. He leans in close to my ear, his breath hot against my skin. "Do you like that?" he whispers. Just as I’m about to answer, his grip tightens, and he squeezes my balls hard. I cry out in pain and pleasure, the sensations intermingling as he teasingly squeezes and releases.

"You're mine now," he growls, his fingers stroking over my package one last time. “I’ve been watching you for a while”, he growls,”I wasn’t sure, but thought you might be into some bondage and that hard cock in your jeans confirms my hunch”. I smile, “You got me”.

He gets on his knees and brings his face close to my crotch, breathing in my scent.  He unbuckles my belt, then pulls it out of my jeans in one swift movement.  He throws it on the floor and takes the knife, cutting my jeans then ripping them off my legs.  My cock is hard, pressing against my tight blue boxer briefs.  My dick pulls the material tight emphasising my large bollocks. 

James picks up my belt and makes a loop with it.  Slapping it on his palm whilst eyeing me with a wicked grin as he stands in front of me. He taunts me, circling around the tree before standing still and slapping me hard with it between my legs.  I yelp in pain.  He then unloops it and starts whipping my bare chest with it. The sharp smack of the leather against my skin makes me gasp in surprise, as red lines appear on my chest. James laughs at my reaction, relishing in the power he has over me. He switches between light, teasing touches and quick, hard whips, each one making my body jolt with the sensation. I feel a deep ache of longing in my crotch.  The kind of desire that makes me glad to be a man and to be alive.  His teasing, his taunts, his dominance— all make me feel so fucking horny. 

James steps forward and gently runs his fingers over the marks on my chest, causing me to shiver in pleasure. He leans in closer, his face just inches from mine, and he stares deeply into my eyes. With a gentle touch, he cups my chin and pulls me into a tender kiss, his lips moving slowly but passionately with mine. I respond eagerly, my tongue exploring his mouth as his hand runs through my hair. For a moment, the world around me fades away, and all I can feel is James' touch, sending shivers down my spine. 

He continues to kiss me, lulling me into a sense of bliss. Then I feel him stroking my inner thigh with his knee causing a jolt of pleasure to surge through me. Being kneed in the balls, hard, is one of my biggest turn ons. I silently egg him on hoping he’ll carry through. 

I feel my body tensing, my breathing quickening as my arousal grows. James notices it and chuckles as he lowers his knee. Teasing me and leaving me dissatisfied then suddenly his knee swings upwards, delivering a sharp and sudden pain to my balls.  I gasp in agony, at the same time my cock is rock hard.  He continues to kiss me hard; his domination and control fully established. The mix of pleasure and pain leaves me delirious, unable to resist his advances even as I remain tied to the tree, at his mercy. James leans in close, satisfied with the power he has over me. 

As he continues to knee my bollocks, a range of conflicting emotions course through my body. The pain is intense, and parts of me want to cry out for him to stop. But at the same time, this is making me so fucking horny.  The desire to please him and submit to his will grows stronger with each passing moment. I’m getting more and more aroused as he continues to knee me, the sharp pain mixing with the undeniable pleasure of being dominated by him. My heart is pounding, my breaths come in shallow gasps, and I feel precum leaking from my knob.  The motion of my body making my dick rub against the fabric of my briefs.  

Every sensation, every touch, every blow sends waves of pleasure coursing through me. I moan as James continues to toy with me, his skilled hands now brushing against my inner thigh and squeezing my balls. 

Suddenly, James stops, standing back with his legs apart, leaving me tied up to the tree, my erection straining in my briefs. He stares at me intently, assessing my reactions as he slowly begins to undress. Every movement he makes is slow and deliberate, and I can't take my eyes off him. He begins by taking off his jacket.  Underneath he’s wearing a tight white ribbed t-shirt which emphasises his muscled pecs and abs.  His arm muscles flex as he raises his t-shirt over his head exposing his firm chest, his nipples getting hard.  He gets off on teasing me, I feel my heart racing, my breath coming in short gasps as he undoes his belt, pushing his trousers down revealing a well filled pair of black briefs.  His hard cock lying to the side, and his balls, oh his fucking balls!

He runs his hands over his taut body. He starts from his chest and slowly slides his fingers down his abdomen to his package, he swiftly pulls his briefs down, his stiff cock is a thing of beauty. I’m fixated as he grasps it, pulling it down and then letting it go so it springs back up and slaps his abs.  Then he wanks himself, pulling his foreskin, back and forth over his beautiful throbbing knob head, sending electric jolts of pleasure down my spine. I moan at the sight as his balls swing back and forth with every stroke of his hand, making my heart pound. I want to touch them, to feel their weight in my hand as he jerks himself off, to squeeze them and cause him some of the pain he’s put me through but I can’t. I want to run my hands over my body like he’s doing, but am powerless to do anything but watch. 

I feel my own cock pulsing, begging for release, but know that I’m not about to come yet. It's torture, watching him pleasure himself in front of me. 

With a sudden motion, James shifts his stance and kicks me hard in the balls, making me cry out in pain. I feel a searing, delicious agony shoot through my groin, then the pain starts to recede, a rush of pleasure replacing it. Pain and pleasure being different sides of the same coin.

With a sly smile, James steps back and delivers another kick, aiming straight at my balls. The blow sends a wave of pleasure-pain through me, making my eyes roll back in ecstasy. Without a single word of warning, he unleashes a series of ten kicks, each one slightly different from the last. One is soft and teasing, barely grazing my sensitive skin, while another is a hard and brutal hit, making me gasp for air. As he counts each kick, he mixes things up, sometimes using the side of his foot, other times lashing out with his heel, each one is driving me wild. I’m quivering with anticipation now as James stands tall in front of me, his cock still in his grasp, watching and waiting with a devilish gleam in his eye. 

He walks around behind the tree and I feel him loosen the rope around my wrists slightly, maybe he’s about to release me. The thought quickly fades as he pushes my head down, forcing me onto my knees in front of him. I look up to see him standing tall in front of me, his beautiful cock standing proud and hard pointing almost straight up. I feel the heft of it as he slaps me across the forehead and cheeks with it, making me whimper with arousal. He doesn't force it into my mouth yet, making me want to beg for it. I can feel my mouth watering in anticipation of what's to come, as James uses his cock to toy with me. 

As I kneel there, James slowly brings his foot up, pressing it against my nuts with just a little pressure. At the same time, he tells me to open my mouth, ordering me to blow him. Just for fun, I shake my head, keeping my lips clamped tightly together, defying James's command, my turn to tease him back.

This is fun, I see the frustration in his eyes as he watches me, his own pleasure clearly building.  He pushes down harder with his foot but still, I hold firm, refusing to let him have his fun. For a moment, the forest around seems to fall silent, the only sound the pounding of two hearts as I and James engage in a battle of wills. 

As James increases the pressure on my balls with his foot, I relent, I mean, I had  wanted to suck him all along.  He forces me to open my mouth, and without another word, he plunges his cock inside, filling my mouth with his hard flesh. I gag as he holds it there, warning me that he’d better not feel my teeth. It’s difficult as his cock is so thick. I take him in as deep as I can. 

I desperately want to use my hands to grasp his balls and pleasure him, I want so much to grab my own cock - to feel the joy of my hand gently pulling the skin back and forth over my shaft. I am frustrated and so turned on that I can’t use my hands. 

James begins to move faster and harder, thrusting deeper into my mouth with each motion. He skull fucks me edging himself, using my throat for his personal pleasure hovering on the brink of climax, but still holding back, determined to extend his pleasure for as long as possible. 

I gag again as I feel his thick knob head push deep in my throat.   I am consumed with desire, desperate for him to cum, to taste it.  I’ve loved the forbidden taste of cum ever since as a teenager I first tasted my own. 

I can feel him building towards a climax, approaching the brink, he suddenly stops, pulling his cock out of my mouth and stepping back. He tells me to stand back up. He appraises my body with a look of intense desire in his eyes. His eyes linger on my stretched arm muscles, then he looks down again at my stiff package. I twitch my Cock for him, another drop of precum adding to the growing damp patch around my hard knob. He reaches down and begins to caress my stiff cock through my briefs. He places his palm against my balls, feeling them through the material.  I tense expecting him to slap them.  Instead he uses his fingers to tickle them. He then moves up to my cock stroking it with his palm teasing and toying with my desire, I can feel myself edging closer and closer to the brink, each touch and caress a step closer to cumming. 

James kneels before me, his face just inches from my straining cock,  I twitch it again, giving him a hint, rotating my hips slightly so my knob rubs against the material. He doesn't do anything yet, watching and enjoying my frustration. I can feel his eyes on me, taking in every detail of my body, savouring the sight of my hard, throbbing cock straining against the fabric of my briefs. Fascinated by my arousal, he idly reaches down and wanks his own dick.  His eyes locked on mine, his expression unreadable. The anticipation is killing me.  I want him to release my cock. To touch it, to stroke it, to do something, anything to make me cum.  My balls are feeling full and need release.  Yet still, James remains in control, holding me there with nothing but his gaze and his willpower. 

He gently taps my balls with the back of his hand, sending waves of pleasure through my body. I squirm with pleasure, arching my back as he increases the force of the taps, my arousal growing with each passing moment. Finally, he stops, pulling out the knife and cutting off my briefs with a swift, precise motion. I am completely exposed, my straining cock and balls laid bare before him. Without a word, James takes my cock into his mouth, giving me a deep, slow blowjob that leaves me gasping for air. He uses his tongue to tease and torment me, taking me to the brink of orgasm and then pulling back, edging me over and over again. 

I feel the heat building inside me, the sensations growing more and more intense with each passing moment, my cum churning deep inside my bollocks. I squirm and moan, desperate for release, but James remains in control, pushing me to the edge and then holding me there. I know that I cannot cum yet, that I must wait for James to give me permission, to allow the sweet release. And so I submit to him, surrendering to his mastery and his every desire.

As James continues to pleasure me with his tongue, he reaches up and forces his finger into my mouth, pushing it deep inside to get it good and wet. Then, he takes the now-wet finger and raises his hand between my legs. I can feel his finger probing at my arsehole, teasing and tantalising me even as he continues to blow me. The sensation is intense, at once arousing and deeply humiliating, as James revels in his power over me. As he pushes his finger inside my arsehole, I can feel a jolt of pleasure that spreads through my body, setting my nerve endings on fire. The sensation is incredibly stimulating as James presses ever deeper inside. 

James suddenly stops, I feel the intense pleasure ebbing away, leaving me feeling empty and unsatisfied. He stands back, his legs apart again as he looks down at me, a sly smile playing about his lips. As he stands there, I watch him stroke himself slowly. His movements are languid and sensual, each stroke causing his cock to grow even bigger and harder. 

Finally, James unties me and my body shudders with relief as the blood floods back into my extremities. I feel the rough bark of the tree against my back as I breathe heavily, panting with the intensity of my arousal. James grabs me roughly, pulling me towards him and forcing me onto my hands and knees. 

I feel his hard, muscular body against my back, and my own cock throbs in anticipation of what is to come. He presses his body against mine, skin rubbing against skin. I can feel his hardness against my lower back, and my own cock jumps with excitement at the prospect of what is to come. I am desperate for him to fuck me, to take me hard and deep until I am consumed by pleasure. But for now, I must wait, the sensation is overwhelming, as I feel James' hot breath on the back of my neck, his hands wandering over my exposed skin. 

James moves to my head and kneels down to kiss me. His lips are soft and warm against mine, his tongue sliding gently between my lips as he kisses me deeply. The kiss lasts a long time, each movement slow and deliberate as James explores my mouth with his tongue. I can taste the sweetness of his saliva mingling with my own, the scent of his sweat and musk filling my nostrils as he kisses me. His hands caress my body gently, exploring every inch of my exposed skin. 

He pulls away from the kiss and reaches down to grab his hard cock. He guides it into my mouth, his hand on my head as he pushes himself deep. "Get it good and wet for me," he growls, his voice low and commanding. I feel his cock twitch and throb in my mouth, and I work my tongue around it, eager to please him. As I suck and lick his cock, James reaches across my back and slaps my ass hard, causing me to moan around his dick. Each slap sends a jolt of pleasure through my body, heightening James' own pleasure. "God, you’re so fucking hot," he groans, stroking my hair as he thrusts his hips forward, pushing his cock even deeper into my mouth. I can feel his pre-cum coating my tongue, and I eagerly swallow it down, wanting to taste more of him. 

James pulls his cock out of my mouth, he quickly moves over to my arse. With a rough hand, he grabs my hips and slams his cock into my tight, waiting hole. It feels like a shockwave of pleasure and pain all at once, my hands and knees digging into the forest floor. James fucks me like a wild animal, his cock piston-like and relentless as he grinds his hips against my ass his heavy pendulous balls slapping into my taint.  I can feel every inch of him as he pounds into me, driving me closer and closer to the edge. My knees and hands ache as I bear the brunt of his assault, my back bending and contorting as his cock slides in and out of me.  I can barely breathe as he thrusts harder and harder, his moans and groans matching mine with every passing moment. Despite the intensity of the experience, James shows no signs of slowing down. His stamina is almost superhuman, his cock like a battering ram as he hammers into me. 

James continues to pound into me with unrestrained force, he reaches down and grabs my hand. Bringing it between my legs, he allows me to touch myself, but gives a strict warning not to cum without his permission. I can feel his firm grip on my wrist controlling me. It's frustrating and exhilarating all at once. I ache for release, my body screaming for the sweet release of pleasure that seems tantalisingly out of reach. Yet each time I come close, James reminds me of my place, driving me even further to the edge. As James continues to fuck me like an animal, I can feel the tension building in my body, my muscles tightening as my arousal grows more and more intense. 

As I struggle to hold back my own orgasm, James suddenly picks up the pace, driving his cock deeper and harder into me. His breath comes in ragged gasps as he pounds into me, roaring with pleasure as he comes closer and closer to climax. Finally, with a deep, rumbling groan, he thrusts into me one final time.  I feel his cock throbbing inside me as he pumps his hot cum deep into my waiting body. I can feel his warm, sticky fluids filling me up, his wild gasps and grunts of ecstasy ringing in my ears. As James pulls back, completely spent, I can still feel his cock slowly subsiding as his orgasm comes to an end. But even as pleasure courses through my body, I edge myself not daring to come without his permission. 

I feel a warm, sticky liquid start to leak out of my ass. His cum drips down my thighs and onto the forest floor. James reaches down to my ass and scoops up a handful of his own cum, smearing it on my face with a giggle. I can feel the thick, creamy substance on my skin, the smell of it filling my nostrils as I inhale. As he presses his hand against my lips, forcing me to lick it clean, I can taste the delicious salty-sweet flavour of his cum. It's thick and musky, with a distinct tang that makes my mouth water. 

He tells me to get on my back, I obey him without hesitation, my hand still tightly wrapped around my aching cock. With a cruel smile, he steps on my balls, crushing them under his foot as he commands me to touch myself and finally cum. As I start to stroke myself, I can feel the familiar pleasure building in my body. I love that feeling of getting close to cuming, reaching the point of inevitability my own arousal reaching fever pitch.  James watches me with dark, lustful eyes. Barely pausing to catch his breath, James pulls back and unleashes a stream of hot, steaming piss from his still hard cock.  He points it at my body, the bitter fluids coating my face and chest. I find myself writhing in excitement, my body responding almost involuntarily to the degradation and humiliation he inflicts upon me. 

As James continues to piss on me, my body shudders with growing pleasure, my hand moving faster around my aching cock as I slide closer to the brink of release. All at once, my orgasm starts, a wave of pure ecstasy that crashes through me with dizzying force. My back arches, my chest heaving as I let out a guttural cry of pleasure, my cock throbbing in my hand. Thick ropes of cum shoot out of the tip, splattering over my chest and stomach, mixing with James's piss in a hot, sticky mess. As the ropes of cum keep flowing, I feel a sense of release, the intensity of my arousal finally cresting as I experience a profound sense of release. I gasp for breath, my chest heaving as the last tremors of pleasure wrack my body, my eyes closing in a state of pure, unbridled bliss. As I lay there, shuddering and gasping, James finishes pissing, shaking the last drops from his meaty cock.  I feel his strong arms pull me up, grinning at me as he pulls me in for a deep, passionate kiss. “Thanks mate, that was fucking hot”, he says. 

Our sticky cocks slide against each other as they both start to go limp, the intense pleasure leaving us both feeling drained and satiated. He gives me a playful slap on the ass, then  delivers one last brutal knee to my balls, leaving me feeling spent but satisfied.

Finally, he laughs, telling me that he will see me again on Monday at work. He dresses quickly and walks away. I am left feeling exposed and vulnerable, wondering how on earth I will make it all the way home without any clothes and covered in all this piss and cum! 

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