For awhile Cody was able to keep himself distracted from his intense sexual urges by focusing on his physical training and academics. NCAA rules limited the type of training he could do during his 8 week session.
Weight training, running and other aerobics were his primary physical activities.
Since he was gifted, he managed to breeze through his summer term academics with ease.
Despite doing everything he could to distract himself, he increasingly desperate to satisfy his seemingly perverse sexual desires and needs.
Simple jacking off was just not doing it for him. Though he had discovered some possibilities for gay hook-ups on campus, he was reluctant to pursue any for fear of being outed. If that happened, he was certain his chances of becoming the starting quarterback as a freshman would be squashed and he would have trouble even remaining on the team.
And so, once again, he turned to the Internet with a determination to solve his problem. This was after all southern California, and though not San Francisco, there had to be some opportunities to find the type of action he was looking for.
In a desperate attempt to improve his chances of finding an acceptable hook-up, Cody took several more selfies. He was careful not to show his face but everything else was there, including a full frontal nude, and closeups of his cock and balls and butt. He included the photos with a write-up that said he was an 18 year old jock who was new to the scene and was seeking a experienced Dom to take control of him and subject him to humiliation, torture, bondage and other BDSM.
Needless to say, he did get quite a few responses. At first he was encouraged that he would be able to find a viable offer and focused on sorting them as fast as he could.
It was relatively easy to eliminate ones that were too far away, too local, too hokey and just plane weird. He began to lose hope once again as more were eliminated after some email, or message exchanges.
He had been hoping that he'd be able to find at least one that could work out before the mid-summer break, which was coming in just a few days.
Frustrated, he was about to log off his computer as a new email popped up. When he opened it, he was immediately intrigued. Unlike all the other responses, this one was rather brief, to the point and included a link.
"ARE YOU READY TO SUBMIT?" was the basic email subject and header.
What followed was a simple explanation of what would be expected of a guy who desired and was willing to submit to BDSM sexual slavery, on a short or long term basis. It noted that the location was in southern California.
The "Link" that was included took Cody to what amounted to an application page where he was asked to enter an email address, alias (or real first name), age, fitness level, sexual orientation, and location. It also noted that uploading a current naked photo (with or without face), would speed up a response.
Finally it spelled out the minimum requirements as being: Male, 18+ Years Old, Relatively Physically Fit (be able to run a mile), and in good health. It concluded by noting that participants would not receive any permanent marks or be required to do anything illegal or would endanger their health.
Beneath the final comments was the phrase: "Fortune Favors The Bold".
As desperate as he was to make something happen, went ahead and filled out the form and submitted it along with one of his faceless naked selfies. The one he included showed him fully erect and clearly depicted his pair of low hanging balls.
With that accomplished, he decided that rather than wait around for a possible response, he decided to distract himself by going for a long run.
While he ran, Cody continued to formulate a plan of action for the rest of the summer and the future in general. To start with, he once more asked himself if he was gay. Based on his desires and repeating fantasies he was certain of that. As of yet, he did not have any practical experience with that, and was, for all practical purposes, a gay virgin.
But, hooking up with just any guy was really not gonna do it for him. He wanted and needed to be sexually humiliated, tortured and completely controlled by others. Okay, he accepted the fact that he was a masochist, but so what.
Knowing that his best friend and future roommate who be arriving in a few weeks he wanted ensure that he had the real experiences before then. In his mind, it was something that he needed to do before Trevor arrived since another part of his plan was going to be telling Trevor he was gay.
He didn't know which part of his plan scared him the most. He couldn't fathom losing his best friend and if he did freak out, it would definitely make the coming year very difficult for both.
He laughed as he remembered the quote from the website... "Fortune Favors The Bold."
And what he was planning to do was definitely bold, or at least crazy. Neither of which seemed to phase him.
After returning from his run, Cody decided to take a long hot shower. His mind was now clear and he was getting very excited about what he hoped would be happening soon. Somehow, he managed to avoid relieving himself while showering. All the thinking had given him a painful hard-on, which he wanted to maintain while he checked his email.
He dried himself off quickly, but remained naked while he got himself a couple sodas from the fridge and sat down at his computer.
Before he opened his email program, he considered the possibility that there would be no response yet. If that was the case, he just might decide to edge himself until he received a response.
Fortunately, he didn't have to make that decision. His cock throbbed as he saw that he had received a response and he immediately began stroking himself as he clicked on the email.
Once he saw the contents, he breathed a big sigh of relief.
He was thanked for his response and told he would be invited to visit their location. To get things started, Cody was invited to click on a link to a Webcam Site where he could talk directly with someone there. There were several times listed when he could connect and was also told that he could blank his camera if he wanted to.
According to the schedule, he still had time to connect today. So he clicked on the link and was connect to a welcome page that asked for him to enter his name (or an alias), location, and age. With that accomplished, he would be able to connect to the Webcam site. He was also told to blank his camera if he didn't want to be seen.
Cody followed the instructions. For lack of a better alias, he entered "Rico", blanked his camera and clicked "SUBMIT."
His screen dissolved into what appeared to be western themed room. Sitting in a chair, smiling at the camera was a shirtless young guy. He had blond hair, blue eyes and rosy cheeks. Though he seemed quite young, Cody figured he was probably college age and judging by his defined chest and biceps, was probably a jock.
After a moment of apparently reading the screen, he looked up, broadened his smile and said, "Hello there Rico. Welcome to the Ranch. My name is Jared, and I'll your host today. Since your camera is blanked, which is fine by the way, I'll just ask is the photo you submitted a recent one?"
Cody stammered, "Uh... yea. Just took it this week."
Jared smiled some more and continued, "That's great. I had to ask since there are some guys who might try to use an old photo. It ends up being a waste of time."
"Yea, I get that, uh... like guys on a bunch of those hook-up and dating sites," Cody offered.
Jared then took a deep breath, got a serious look on his face and said, "So anyway Rico, I know you're not here for some idle chatter, so I'll start things off by explaining some things right off. And so you know, everything you and I say is confidential. While we're recording this conversation, it's only so the boss can confirm everything we talk about."
"Obviously you are interested in and curious about what happens here. Also, you are definitely close enough to be able to visit. We call this place "The Ranch", because that what it is. Those of us who live and work here are committed to a lifestyle or experience you have expressed an interest in.
"While operating and maintaining this place we engage in a variety of BDSM activities. It's more than just an occasional thing, it's ongoing.
"There are some guys who come to visit to experience what it's like to submit totally and voluntarily to be used by other guys. Of course I'm talking about humiliation, bondage, sexual and physical torture and so on. While you don't have to be gay to take part, it will most likely be more fulfilling if you are.
"In my case, I was like a lot of guys. I was a real jock and fancied myself as a real stud for girls. Long story short though, I dabbled with the chicks, but I sensed there was something more for me. I actually found that I was turned on like never before by submitting to guys to put me through the things I just mentioned.
"So now I'm a complete and total sub, or slave if you will and I am absolutely happy with it."
At that point, the conversation got down to specifics. Cody (aka Rico) convinced Jared that he really wanted to do whatever it took to submit himself. He agreed to sign a contract that spelled out what both parties committed to. The usual stipulations included (among other things):
- No permanent marks or intentional scars
- Nothing that would clearly cause problems with law enforcement
- No "shit play", ie. scat
- Nothing that would interfere with his college courses or athletic commitments
- No activities that would endanger his health
Aside from those things, he would have to agree to follow all orders given to him without question. It was also understood that these conditions were not just for his time at the ranch, but also for his life at college.
As their chat continued, Cody found himself becoming more aroused than he had ever been before. He still didn't understand why he was so completely turned on by thoughts of being humiliated and tortured, but had concluded it just didn't matter. He wanted it and needed it.
"Well, now that we have all that out of the way, I suppose you want to know what next?" Jared asked.
"Yea. Starting tomorrow, I have a full week with nothing scheduled. It's our mid-summer break. So I'm available the whole time." Cody offered.
At that point, it was determined that Cody would take the train to the ranch and follow whatever orders were given. Jared wasted no time setting things up. Cody was so excited that he committed to staying at the ranch for the entire week.
"Okay, since that is settled, the first thing you need to do is turn your WebCam on and say hello," Jared smiled.
Cody thought, "Well, as the saying goes, in for a penny, in for a pound!"
Needless to say, his heart started beating a lot faster as he prepared to turn the camera on. Not to be outdone, since he was sitting there naked, his hardened cock started throbbing.
He clicked the camera on and smiled at the screen.
Jared, smiled back, and then his eyes grew wide, "Holy Shit! I'll be damned if you look just like him. I mean really!"
Cody chuckled, "Guess you've seen "Starship Troopers" huh?"
"You look just like Rico!"
Another laugh from Cody, "Yea, I get that a lot. It started back in high school, and has stuck with me. Guess I might as well tell you my real first name since you'll find out soon enough. It's Cody."
"Okay, well Cody, let me introduce you to someone else," Jared said.
He gestured off screen and after a moment a young guy entered the frame.
"This is Chip. He lives here at the ranch. You will definitely meet him when you get here."
Cody smiled and nodded at the new face on the screen. He seemed a little younger than Jared but had a certain intense commanding look. Like Jared he was obviously a jock.
The guy stared at him for a moment then his mouth dropped open as he glanced quickly at Jared, "Damn! You know you look just like the actor in "Starship Troopers", Rico right?"
Cody rolled his eyes as Jared chuckled, "Yea! He gets that a lot! People call him that, but his real name is Cody."
Chip continued staring for a few more moments then got serious.
"Well then, if your camera is on I guess you have decided to spend some time with us!"
Chip's commanding demeanor triggered something in Cody who immediately responded with a definitive, "YES SIR!"
"Well that's great. I'll let Jared here finish up with you. See you soon!"
Jared watched Chip leave and offered his own, "Thank you sir."
"Okay then Cody, you've got the train's departure time, so go ahead and get your ticket. Once you have it, email me and I'll send you your final detailed instructions. It's absolutely important that you follow those instructions carefully and completely. We call it the 'Leap of Faith'. Should you fail to follow any part of it exactly, we'll consider the matter closed and you will never hear from us again. Understood?"
Cody nodded and said, "Don't worry Sir I'll do whatever they say."
Jared returned the nod and added, "And one last thing. Once you arrive, you won't need to call me Sir since we're going to be on the same level. Good luck and hope to see you in two days."
With that, the connection was broken.
Cody sat thinking for several minutes. He had to admit, the instructions had an ominous feel to them and he was certain there had to be something challenging about them, even scary. Regardless, he was committed and found the railroad's reservation website quickly. Buy his ticket was easier than he thought it would be. He didn't even have to go to the train station for it since it was an E-ticket and he would only need to present a photo Id once he got to the station.
Once he received his confirmation number, he sent an email off to Jared, informing him of that. Then he waited.
He was happy that he did have a couple of class assignments to keep him occupied for the next two days. He lived close enough to the train station that getting there wouldn't be a problem or require setting up transportation.
And so he waited.
He surfed the web briefly before he decided to make him self some coffee. He had slipped on a pair of loose running shorts and was relieved as he realized, he would not be tenting them. As the last drops of coffee, fell into the cup, he heard the familiar chime that indicated he had just received an email.
Grabbing his cup, he rushed to his computer and clicked on his email app. As soon as he noticed the subject of the email, he quivered with excitement. The subject said simply Leap of Faith. He got more excited as he began reading his instructions (or more appropriately, his orders).
LEAP OF FAITH
After reading these instructions you will put on a T-shirt, a pair of shorts, shoes and socks and go to 1053 Lake Street. You may know the place since it is a bar that students know doesn’t check ID’s.
At the bar, ask for a man named Pete. He will probably be behind the bar since he is one of the bartenders. Give him your name and then follow his instructions.
As soon as he is finished with you, return to your place and continue doing what you do until Friday. Your train leaves at 8:00 am. DO NOT MISS IT.
Be absolutely sure to tell the conductor that you have to get off at Forest Station. It is designated as a whistle stop and the train will only stop when there is someone on board going there.
You will probably be the only person getting off there. If by chance, someone else does, wait until they leave and then proceed to the open air shelter. It is like the typical shelters found at bus stops.
There will be a small backpack under the bench. Inside you will find further instructions.
And that was it.
The instructions were simpler than he had expected. Still there was enough mystery there to get him excited.
He dressed as fast as he could and headed off to the bar.
IN THE BAR
The inside of the bar was pretty much Cody expected it to be. Dimly lit with a long bar with bar stools stretching the length of one side of the room. Small round tables with chairs scattered around, an old juke box playing some hokey old rock tune and towards the back a couple of covered pool tables neither of which was being used at the moment.
Since it was still fairly early in the afternoon there were only a few customers sitting at the bar. Middle aged guys dressed like construction workers. No seemed to pay him much attention as he walked up to the end of the bar and gestured to the bartender.
The guy was probably an older college student, perhaps a grad student. Judging by his build, Cody clocked him as a jock, possibly a gymnast or wrestler. His bored expression confirmed what kind of day he was having as he reached the end of the bar, looked Cody up and down and asked flatly, "So what will you have there sport? Beer?"
Cody shook his head and stammered, "Ummmm... I was looking for Pete, is that you?"
The guy replied smartly, "I could be. What do you want with him."
His response wasn't exactly what Cody expected, so he added, "Ummm, my name is Cody and he's probably expecting me."
With that the guy cracked a smile and said, "Yea okay, I'm Pete and you're right I was expecting you."
He set his hand towel on the bar, looked at the guys on the stools and said, "Hey guys, keep an eye on things for me. I'm gonna be taking care of some stuff in the back for awhile. You know the drill, just keep your mitts off the top shelf stuff."
"Yea, yea! We know!" they grumbled.
Pete then looked at Cody and said, "Okay follow me."
Cody trotted along behind Pete as he led him across the room and through a door to the back. He then led him down a set of stone stairs into what was obviously the bar's main storage area. They walked past some stacks of liquor cases and came to a large wooden door. It reminded Cody of something you would see in a horror movie basement.
Pete opened the door and led Cody inside. To his surprise isn't was fairly empty and rather non-descript. Old wooden and steel file cabinets lined one wall along with a large storage cabinet. In the back corner he could see a door that opened into a bathroom. There were a couple of desks with desktop computers that were relatively new. To his surprise, a large flat screen TV hung on a wall. About the only weird thing there was a rather large sturdy high back wooden chair bolted to the floor in the center of the room facing the TV.
Without saying a word, Pete went to one of the computers, typed something on the keyboard, and after a moment reached up and adjusted something on the top of the monitor. It was obviously a WebCam that was aimed at the chair in the center of the room.
Pete left Cody standing near the door as he continued working at the computer. Eventually he looked up and said, “Okay Sport, close the door and bolt it, then come over here.”
Cody hurried to obey. As he approached the desk, Pete gestured to a small chair beside it and told him to have a seat.
After he sat down Pete asked him, “Okay, so what were your instructions?”
“Just that I was to come here ask for you and then following your instructions exactly and without complaint.”
“Very good,” Pete declared. "So with that in mind we'll get started. And you can start by taking off all your clothes and putting them in that storage cabinet. Then sit in that large chair in the center of the room."
Cody tremble with excitement as he stripped naked and then sat in the chair. At last he was having a real life encounter. Needless to say, his cock got the message and continued it's rise to a full bone.
As soon as Cody was seated, Pete approached and fastened a leather collar around his neck. It was pretty much a standard slave collar with four metal rings and a small padlock securing it. With the collar in place, Pete showed Cody the key.
"Okay Boy! There are two keys to this collar. This one and one at the ranch. Which of course means that those are the only two places where the collar can be removed."
With the collar in place, Pete proceeded to secure Cody's wrists, ankles and knees to the chair. He smiled as he watched Cody's boned cock begin to leak a fair amount of pre-cum.
"Looks like you are enjoying this. You're gonna remain here for awhile as I go back upstairs to check on things. But don't worry, you won't get bored. I've arranged some entertainment for you boy!"
Just before Pete left the room, he switched on the wide screen TV and laughed, "Okay, enjoy!"
Cody's eyes widened as soon as he saw what was on the screen. It was a gay BDSM video which featured a guy about his age. What made it all the more intense was the fact that in the upper right hand corner, there was a picture within the picture that was focused on him sitting in the chair.
Cody had no doubt that the video had been chosen with him in mind. Typical of most porn, right from the start he could tell that the actors weren't very good and the plot rather contrived, but that didn't matter since they were all hot looking college aged jocks.
It only took a few minutes for he felt another surge in his bone. In the video, a meeting was taking place between the two opposing quarterbacks in a stadium tunnel, just before a game. There was a bunch of cheesy trash talk which ended when the two jocks made a simple bet. The losing quarterback would have be a sex slave for an hour to the members of the winning team in their locker room, immediately after the game.
Following a bunch of stock footage cuts that were supposed to depict a tough football game, not surprisingly, the quarterback who looked a lot like Cody lost the game.
The quarterback named Mark, dressed in a pair of shorts and t-shirt entered the other team's locker room and was immediately ordered to strip. As soon as he was naked, his hands were tied behind his back and he was forced to his knees.
At that point, the other quarterback stepped in front of him. He had stripped down to just his jock and waited expectantly. Mark looked up at the guy standing in front of him. His near naked body glistened with sweat and his jock strap was soaked in it. With his hands tied behind his back, he could only stare at it. That is until the guy pulled his face into the pouch and demanded, “Okay slave boy, go ahead and duck on my pouch. Get a good taste, then use you teeth to pull it all the way down.”
Mark pulled some of the pungent smelly pouch into his mouth and began ducking on it. As expected it has a salty dank taste. After a couple minutes he started working at pulling the jock down. It wasn’t easy. He got slapped in the face and few times when he pinched the guy’s balls with his teeth.
Eventually he was able start working it down the guy’s hairy thighs inch by inch until it thankfully dropped to his ankles.
With that accomplished he began his main task.
Buried in a thick patch of sweaty black pubes was one of the thickest cocks he had ever seen. As he started to run his tongue along the placid beast, it began rising fast. In no time it was fully engorging. As long as the fat thing was, maybe 9 inches, it couldn’t stand on It's own and ending up flopping inside Mark’s mouth.
As soon as it did, he began sucking away. As he did, the guy laughed and teased, “So what do you think of big John? Do you like his taste? I know chick’s just love it.”
With eyes as wide as saucers, Cody watched the nasty scene play out. It was so intense that he could almost taste the cock himself and smell the sweaty musk. The fact was, he actually could smell it, since he was generating a fair amount of sweat in his pits and groin, along with more and more pre-cum from his painfully engorged shaft.
In no time, the guy on the screen began moaning and pumping his groin back and forth. Cody desperately did his best to mimic his actions. However, secured as he was in the chair he only succeeded in increasing his frustration.
When the guy finally began shooting his giant load into Mark’s mouth and all over his face and chest, Cody cried out, “Oh God” as he felt an intense pain under his aching balls. As hard as he tried to will his man organs to handle things on their own, they just couldn’t do it without some form of direct stimulation.
Unfortunately for Cody, his trial was just beginning. The video continued playing for a full hour. Though he tried to alleviate the stimulation by closing his eyes, he couldn’t resist watching more and more of the hapless teen’s torture.
There were more jocks and cocks to suck and eventually sweaty pungent holes to suck. Worse was the fact that every time the victim became fully erect himself, they slapped and whipped his balls and penis until he softened.
As the end of the hour neared, they finished by whipping his butt with a leather belt until it was bright red. The number of whacks delivered equaled the total points scored in the game which was 57.
As soon as the scene ended, the corner picture of Cody in the chair filled the screen and Cody couldn’t stop staring at it.
His naked form was covered in sweat and his painfully hard cock continued sticking straight up. He could smell his own sweat and musk which seemed to add to his aroused condition. And, as he stretched to look down at his aching testicle he was certain they were actually blue and would explode at any moment.
AT THE RANCH
About an hour’s drive away, Chip, couple of ranch hands and Jared stared at the big screen in the bunkhouse lounge. All of them had pulled the front of their shorts down and were stroking their solid bones. That is with the exception of Jared who was sitting there naked with his own member locked firmly in it’s spiked cage.
“Well I’m thinking that working this guy is going to be a lot of fun,” Chip chuckled.
Jared smiled and added, “Yea, he really is a hot dude. Of course he’s still going to have to complete the most important part of the Leap of Faith. If he does, then he’ll definitely be committed.”
Chip nodded and laughed, “And once he is, then I’ll let him know that I know who he is. I recognized him from his picture in the university paper. Yep, he is our new freshman quarterback, and quite good from what I read. We’ll have to be careful that we don’t inadvertently 'out' him since that could be problematic for him.”
[AUTHOR'S NOTE: The ranch referred to is featured in my series "Straight Sub Hunters" which is currently running on the Nifty story site.] https://new.nifty.org/stories/straight-sub-hunters-89086
IN THE BAR
As Cody waited in the basement, Pete was busy upstairs talking with the three guys sitting at the bar. They were of course, regulars and always eager co-conspirators on occasions like this one.
They had seen Cody earlier and had a good idea of what lay ahead for the hot college freshman jock.
“Well Pete, I must say your guys have really picked a good one! I guess we can assume the kid will be more than ready when he comes back upstairs,” one of them chuckled.
“No doubt about it. He was already all boned up when I started the video so I’m sure he’ll be ready for some nasty fun. Just remember guys, don’t say anything to indicate who he is. Just do what I told you to do and then follow my lead,” Pete said.
Obviously the three guys enjoyed taking part. One could say that time had might been all that good to the three upper middle-aged men when it came to looks. Opportunities like this one to use a hot young guy were rare. At least without paying for it. Even better was the fact that Pete encouraged their participation by giving them drinks from his ‘top shelf’ bottles.”
At last, Cody was able to breath a sigh of relief as he heard footsteps on the stairs.
Bound as he was in the chair, he had not been able to touch himself where he desperately needed to. And try as he might, he could not trigger his balls to release no matter how intense his erotica thoughts became. In fact, all he managed to do was generate more pre-cum which pooled on the front of the chair.
When Pete saw Cody’s little pool, he immediately ran his finger tips through it then wiped them inside Cody’s nostrils. He swiped up some more and had the desperate teen lick it from his fingers.
“I’m guessing you’d like some relief boy. So how about it, do you want to cum?” Pete teased.
“Oh God, yes sir! Please I’ll do anything!” Cody gasped.
“Yea, I know you will boy… and you will do anything.”
To Cody’s chagrin, Pete didn’t reach for his throbbing cock. Instead, all he did was release him from his bonds and order him to follow him upstairs.
As Cody climbed the stairs, and in spite of the pain in his bouncing aching balls, he felt an incredible thrill about whatever would happen next.
Clearly a great deal of that thrill came from the extreme sense of humiliation he was experiencing which seemed to confirm he was on the right track.
In spite of his thoughts of confirmation, he still tingled with a feeling of embarrassment as Pete led him across the room to the bar. The three men sitting there nursing drinks all turned their heads and gave him a good look. The fact that he was the only one in the room who was naked was definitely embarrassing.
When they reached the bar, Pete told him to stand facing the three guys, with his hands behind his head and do what they said. With that said, he turned and hurried back across the room where three young guys were standing beside the pool tables waiting. Judging by the way Pete waved at them it seemed that they too were regulars, which was further confirmed by the fact that seeing a naked young man standing as he was by the bar wasn't surprising.
After a brief conversation, Pete went back to the bar, filled a pitcher with beer and returned to the three guys who had just uncovered one of the pool tables.
Apparently one of the guys at the bar decided to add to Cody's humiliation by saying, "Looks like your audience just doubled kid. Guess we're gonna have to end up sharing you when we're done."
His words seemed a little ominous to Cody as he waited nervously. As he did, one of the guys retrieved three shot glasses from behind the bar and placed them beside their drinks. Meanwhile, one of the others stood up and began running his hands over Cody's muscular chest and stomach.
"You sure have a nice body kid," he chuckled as he massaged Cody's biceps, pecs and abs.
Noting that Cody was starting to shake Pete quickly said, "Yo guys, you better get to it before he goes off too soon."
With that the third guy nodded, picked up one of the empty shot glasses and stepped in front of Cody. "Okay boy, here's the plan. We've got these three shot glasses here and we're gonna help you fill them. Once you do, there will be some more fun and games for you. Understood?"
Cody didn't quite understand, but figured he had the gist of it so he said, "Yes Sir."
With that, the guy grinned, wrapped his hand around Cody's dripping upright shaft and began stroking. As he did, he held the glass near the cockhead and said, "Okay, you get it! You feel it starting, you shout out so I don't miss it."
The strokes were firm and slow. Each time he reached Cody's hard cockhead, he squeezed the tip really hard before moving back down the shaft. Cody's face reddened quickly, along with his cockhead and he started breathing fast and hard.
After that full hour of stimulation bound in the chair, it didn't stake long before the inevitable happened.
Fortunately, the guy felt the powerful throb at the base of Cody's shaft, forced it down and aimed it into the shot glass just before Cody screamed, "OH GOD! I'M CUMMING!"
All eyes were on the gyrating naked teen as blast after blast of the pent up cream shot into the glass. There was so much of it, that the glass quickly overflowed and cascaded down the guys hand and onto the floor.
Cody continued pumping and thrusting for a long time as everyone cheered him on. When at last his balls were drained, he got hold of himself and just stood where he was, drenched in sweat and panting like crazy.
He was certain that he had never experienced an orgasm as intense as that one was, and never one that was brought on by a hand other than his own. As satisfied and relieved as he was, his anticipatory excitement returned quickly as he looked at the other two empty shot glasses.
After a few more moments, the guy placed the full glass on the bar beside the others then held his cum coated hand up to Cody's lips and told him to clean it as well as the splashes on the floor.
Cody's heart beat faster and faster as he followed his instructions and licked up all his thick seed. To add to his humiliation and challenge, the guy had insisted that as he licked it off the floor he was to keep his hands behind his back. The result was that as he ran his tongue across the sticky floor, his nose, forehead, eyebrows and chin dragged through the stuff.
When he finished, Cody was directed to head over to the pool tables with one of the empty shot glasses. Once there, he was told to stand once more with his hands behind his head. Once he was sure he could cum again, and fill another glass, he was to ask one of the guys there to do the deed.
And so there he stood, watching the pool game and waiting for his powerful hormones to start doing their thing. Fortunately, the guys got into the act almost immediately, by stopping play to fondle Cody's balls, slap his cock or give his creamy white muscular butt a hard whack.
It didn't take long for Cody's impressive manhood to react. As it rose to it's full erect length of 7 plus inches the guys took quick notice and started jabbering about it.
"Dudes, check it out! He's got a minor monster there now that we can see it up close. And it's sticking up like a teenager's!"
One of the others retorted, "Well Dude, he is a teenager!" He glanced at Cody for confirmation, "Freshman? Right?"
Cody stammered, "Uhh...Yes Sir! 18."
"Well then hey, if you haven't decided on a fraternity yet, check us out. We've got the most jocks on campus. Think about it."
Cody just nodded. He wasn't sure joining a frat would be such a good idea, seeing as what he already had going.
The situation Cody found himself in was another new one for him. Though he had read about what was called the refractory period which was how long it would take for someone his age to be able to ejaculate again. Depending on health, fitness, and the hormones themselves it could be anywhere from a few to 15 or so minutes. In this case though, volume was going to be more of an issue since he had two more shot glasses to fill.
As the pool game continued, along with the periodic instances of fondling and other stimulations it wasn't long before Cody began to feel some tension relief in his balls. The type of relief seemed to follow after they had been drained.
Before he knew it a good half hour had passed and he was beginning to think that he milk have produced enough new cream for another glass full. It occurred to him that the sheer embarrassment and humiliation of being naked and forced to stand on display with a major erection just might be spurring those hormones on.
His theory seemed to be confirmed a few minutes later when two new guys entered the bar and he felt a strong surge of energy in his body and in particular his now throbbing balls. He prayed that the newcomers would not be enlisted into the 'shot glass' challenge as he looked at one of the pool players and pleaded, "Uh... sir? I think I'm ready. Could you please do me?"
Playing the devil's advocate the guy gave him a confused look and asked dumbly, "Do you what?"
Cody tried to get by quietly repeating the requested but was cut off when the guy said, "What did you say? I couldn't really hear you. What do you want?" After a couple more useless attempts, Cody was forced to raise his voice and half shout, "Will you please jack me off sir!"
With that, the two new customers turned their heads, gave the naked teen a closer look and laughed.
It didn't take all that long for the frat boy's stroking and teasing to produce the desired result. Cody's 'second cumming' was not as animated or as productive as the first, but he managed to shoot just enough of his white stuff to fill the second glass, which was a immediately placed on the bar next to the first.
Sadly for Cody, what followed was a half hour of feeling, fondling, teasing and some spanking before he was able to make his third attempt. And double sadly, he was only able to fill half the third glass. After that, the frat boys decided enough was enough and began tag teaming Cody for another 15 minutes.
They simultaneously fondled, stroked, pinched nipples and finger fucked him. Ultimately it was a quick rubbing of his prostrate that helped him fill the third glass.
Once the glasses were full, Cody was marched over to the bar and ordered to drink the three glasses. Everyone around him cheered him on as he poured each glass into his mouth. He had tasted a little of his own pre-cum and cum before but was now getting a full taste of the salty sweet slime.
His hopes that this portion of his ordeal was over were quickly dashed, when the frat boys, led by Pete, grabbed him and marched him across the bar and out into the alley behind the bar. As soon as they got there, the hapless naked jock was once again forced to his knees, and ordered to close his eyes and open his mouth.
THE ALLEY BEHIND THE BAR
Once his eyes were closed and his mouth open, he heard the rustling sound of clothing being adjusted, followed by the unmistakable sounds of furious masturbating. It didn't take long for streams of sticky white cream to begin splattering on his face, in his mouth and all over his body.
As soon as they finished, they headed back inside, leaving the cum coated Cody kneeling beside Pete.
After a moment, Pete rubbed some of the cum into his hair and said, "Okay cum boy. I'm going to give you your final orders. Before I do, I'll need you to stand up with your hands behind your head. Once he did, Cody felt Pete's hands manipulating his cock and balls. In just a minute, he figured out what was going on as he heard a loud snap followed by a series of clicks.
He didn't need to look down to confirm things, but he did anyway. Not surprisingly he saw that his cock and balls were secured inside a metal cage. The fit was snug and he knew immediately that there would be no way in hell that he would be able to get erection, let alone jack off.
With the device in place, Pete showed Cody the key to it's lock. "Okay smart boy. Just like your collar, there are only two keys to this chastity cage. I've got one and the other is at the ranch. The next time it's removed will be at the ranch."
Cody cringed a little, but then thought, "Okay, two days until then. Not too bad."
Pete then continued. "Now, do you remember the rest of your 'Leap of Faith' orders?"
Cody nodded and said, "Yes sir. The day after tomorrow I take the 8:00 train heading north and tell the conductor where I'm getting off. When I get there, I sit in station shelter and follow the instructions that will be in a bag under the bench."
Pete nodded and said, "Very good. Now that's all for today. You can go back to your dorm apartment now."
To Cody's surprise, Pete started to turn to leave.
"Uh.. Sir... uh what about my clothes and my key card for the doors?"
Pete laughed and added, "Oh don't worry we'll keep them safe for you. Oh yea, and one last thing. Don't bother trying to wipe off any of that cum. In fact, don't bother showering until Friday morning before you leave for the train station. You're to be naked in your place until then as well. Ahh, yes, and the boss at the ranch says to wear a t-shirt, running shorts, shoes and socks for the trip, Take nothing else, period! Understood?"
Cody trembled as he stuttered, "Yes Sir."
His trembling got worse as he watched Pete leave.
There he was, completely naked, covered in drying cum, with a cage around his cock and balls. His dorm was about a mile away and it was still light outside. It would be a minor miracle if got there without being spotted.
And then there was the matter of how to get inside without his key card. Somehow he'd have to find someone to let him in the outside door and then his apartment which meant someone with a master key.
He quickly concluded that his situation would not improve any by delaying, so he got to his feet, moved stealthily to the end of the alley and peeked around the corner.
TO BE CONTINUED
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