This story is based on the life of one George Carr. (Name changed -- obviously) Please treat it with the respect a true story deserves. See the introduction to chapter 1 for the details.
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Rick.
A Touch of Heaven
Chapter 20
Scott went straight to the bed and got on his hands and knees presenting his bum to me with his balls dangling between his legs. His cock was still hard and pointing along his belly so from the back it could not be seen.
"Did you find any rough patches with your tongue?" I asked. Not telling him whether he had got the right position or not.
"Only one." Scott replied and turned his head to look at me.
"Where is it?" I demanded sternly.
"Just above your cock and to the right a little bit." Scott answered and I felt the area with my finger and agreed that it was not as smooth as I would like it.
"Right you will have to redo that later and pay a forfeit for it too." I told him. "Oh and a second forfeit for not assuming the correct position. Now get on your back with your knees by your ears like I had you do earlier." I ordered.
Scott dutifully assumed the correct position and I moved in. I got the baby oil out of my bag and poured a bit onto his perineum and watched as it slid down into his crack and over his pucker. I added some more oil and began to spread it around his hole with my finger as I got the finger lubed and ready. Then I added some more oil and began to push my finger into his hole. It went in relatively easily as Scott was anticipating it and had relaxed his sphincter as much as he could. I did not waste too much time and soon was inserting the second finger and shortly after that the third. I was only intent on stretching his hole and so made a point of not touching his prostate. He was getting enough stimulation just from the fingers in his hole and did not need anything to help him to cum as I did not want him cumming just yet anyway. I kept the three fingers fucking his bum while I single handed added some oil to my cock and spread it around. When my cock was slick I pulled the fingers out and pushed the head against his hole. My cock was big enough now that the three fingers had not quite stretched him far enough and so I still had to use a bit of force to get in.
As my cock's head slipped past the constriction of the sphincter muscle at the door to his chute we both let out a groan of relieved pleasure. Until one has experienced that feeling one cannot know just how those groans happen. With a little more of a push, I got the rest of the way in and began to slowly long dick him. Of course I could not avoid hitting his prostate with my cock now but hoped that it would not stimulate Scott enough to make him cum without touching his cock. Part of ensuring this, was having him hold his legs back while I accessed his posterior. As for me? Well I was enjoying the tight sensations of his eager chute and it did not take long before my long slow shunts became more aggressive and jerky as my orgasm built up and exploded pouring my seed into Scott's anus. As the spasms began, I rammed my hard cock deep into his arse and just held it there. Scott was clearly very close to cumming and tried to hump his body on my cock to get that little bit of extra stimulation on his prostate that he needed to have a hands-free cum. But I was above him and bore down on him so that he could not get any movement over my cock. He whimpered at first, but I just held myself in him as I felt my cock beginning to soften. Then he begged and still I did not give. Instead I stayed quite still for a while and only after a couple of minutes did I let my cock ease out of Scott with the instruction he was to maintain his uncomfortable position for a while longer.
While Scott was suffering like that I knew he would be slowly coming down off of his sexual high and that although it would not bring him the release he desired; it would ease some of the urgency of that need. While he was holding his position, I was removing the lace from his trainer. I then tied the lace around his balls fairly tightly, but not so tight that it would cause damage. But tight enough that the loop would not slip off over the balls either. I left one end of the lace long and fed that through the top eye of the trainer the lace had come from.
"Right, I need another drink." I declared and motioned for Scott to get up and come with me. Of course with the trainer hanging from his balls he soon found it was more comfortable to walk with his legs bowed a bit so that the trainer could swing free and not be bumped by his legs with each step. I did laugh a bit at the sight of Scott walking as if he had just done a thousand miles on horseback because it was funny. However, much to Scott's dismay, I found a can of beans in the cupboard and slipped this into the shoe.
"This is your first forfeit. You have to hop up the stairs to the bedroom with that lot before the can comes out of the shoe." I told him. Scott gave me a woeful and shocked look but accepted his punishment stoically. Of course every time he hopped, he caused the can filled trainer to bounce and tug on his balls causing just a little bit of pain. It was only later that I realised the folly of my ways as I was going to be at Scott's mercy the next day and he could very easily get some revenge when I would be in no position to refuse it. But as I say that realisation only came later which was, by then, too late. By the time Scott got to the room, he had suffered enough to cause his body to give off a light sweat and his naked skin glowed with it. In the room, I took the can of beans out and untied the shoe but left the lace still looped around his balls.
"This is just to help keep you in line," I said as I gave it a small tug; not enough to cause any more pain, but sufficient to let him know that I could cause pain if I wanted to. Through all this, Scott's cock remained totally hard even though it had not received any direct stimulation for quite some time.
"Ok, now this is not a forfeit; this is just for my pleasure. I am going to lie with my bum at the edge of the bed and you are going to rim me until I say to stop, and at the same time, you are going to use both hands to massage my chest and more specifically my nipples." I told Scott. This would mean that he had to kneel on the floor and keep his hands on my chest which would ensure that he could not play with his cock. Once again, Scott obeyed. I was being quite mean to him and yet he went along with everything I asked for in keeping with his promise to me. Surely that must mean that he loved me. And yet still those grains of doubt remained.
Scott's tongue was doing a superb cleaning job on my anus and this coupled with his titillation of my breasts ensured that my cock which had softened after I came inside him was once again at full mast, but I did not have Scott touch me there while he was rimming me. The tongue danced across my pucker and left its little dew drops of saliva on my rose bud as those fingers rolled and squeezed and circled lightly over the top of my nipples sending many pleasurable sensations all the way down and along the length of my penis to tingle in my cock tip. I did not keep a track on the time, but I am guessing that I must have had Scott licking my butt for at least twenty minutes before the pleasure got to the point where I needed him to do something with my cock and so I ordered him to stop licking my bum and to start sucking my cock. This time I told him he had to continue to play with my tits, but that he was also to finger fuck me with two fingers and to make sure he gave my prostate a good massage. Scott knew exactly what to do and in moments he had me writhing on the bed in ecstasy as my orgasm grew. Between the drink in the kitchen and the rimming and now the blow job, it had been nearly an hour since I had last cum and so it was not surprising that despite the tremendous stimulation, I still took a long time to reach my orgasm and poor old Scott was bobbing away on my cock for at least half an hour before my balls ascended as my scrotum grew tight and my cock swelled widening his mouth to receive my small offering as I had not been able to build up that much since blasting a good load into Scott's bum earlier. But cum I did and by then my cock head was so sensitive I had to stop Scott from doing anything more.
"Put your hands on your head where I can see them and stand up so that I can look at you while I rest a little bit." I demanded with Scott following my order without delay.
"Are you going to let me cum soon, please?" Scott pleaded.
"I'm not sure yet. I haven't thought about it enough." I teased.
"Please don't take too long, because I might just explode." Scott begged.
"Turn around slowly so that I can see the dimples form and move in your bum cheeks as you turn until you are facing me again." I ordered. I loved this boy's body and enjoyed watching the skin change shape as his muscles moved to do their work under his skin.
I lay there on the bed admiring my lover's body for about five minutes and then ordered him to go with me to the bathroom where we were going to have a shower. In the shower Scott had to wash me first, and then stand still while I washed him. When I came to washing his cock, I gave it the briefest of strokes to get it clean and then turned the spray onto it to wash the soap away. I ordered him out of the shower; much to his dismay as he had hoped I would wank him to orgasm there. I had him dry me and then I dried his body and again had the least amount of contact with his cock as I possibly could.
"Now we are going to bed to sleep so that I can build up my strength for tomorrow." I told him and led him back to the bedroom. We pulled back the covers and climbed in.
"Are you going to let me cum before we go to sleep?" Scott asked nervously.
"No. I want you fill to bursting for me for tomorrow morning." I told him. "Can I trust you to behave and not touch yourself or do I need to try and find something to tie you up with?" I asked.
"I'll try to be trusted, but if I find I can't stop myself I will tell you and let you tie me up. But I don't think I will be able to get to sleep because I am so horny now." Scott replied.
I simply turned towards him and silenced him as my lips came against his in a long passionate kiss. I then had him turn his back toward me and I spooned up against him after turning the bedside lights off and gently placed my hand over his hard cock without actually touching it and with my body up against his, he was not able to try and pump his hips to get his cock to rub against my hand. I had effectively put a chastity belt on him with a cage that prevented sufficient contact to produce an orgasm.
I am not sure which of us went to sleep first, but we both did sleep and poor old Scott woke up with a morning glory that was throbbing.