Bobby

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Chapter 2

Bobby was starting to feel some pain. The freezing was coming out. By the time we were back at my place, he was almost in tears. He took a couple of pills the Doctor gave him and just sat as I pulled a couple of steaks out to Bar-B-Cue. Then I grabbed a couple of beers and headed in to talk with Bobby.

Beer and pain killers wasn't the best idea, but what the hell. I did it all time, so I figured it wouldn't hurt Bobby.

"Can you help me get my jeans off, their really too tight around my dick?"

"Sure bud, stand up."

I carefully pealed off his jeans. A look of relief was quickly on his face.

"Better?"

"Oh yeah, much better."

He was also pretty plumped up.

"How does it feel now Bobby?" "It doesn't hurt when I get hard so I guess its much better."

He pealed off his shorts. God he had a nice thick cock. There was a little bit of blood along some of the cuts the doctor made.

"I'll get some crème I have Bobby." I went and grabbed some crème I used on minor cuts and abrasions.

As I applied the crème, he got harder and longer. If he had not been in some pain, I'd gone down on him right there. Thinking about that long thick cock in my ass got me even harder.

"You like my cock John?"

"You best believe it Bobby. It's very nice."

"I can tell." He reached over and squeezed my cock in my jeans.

"Yours feels good too."

He looked at his own cock.

"I guess I got my Dads looks and my Moms cock."

"Your Mom didn't have a cock Bobby." I laughed.

No, no that's not what I meant. My Dad was Blackfoot and my Mom was Negro. They met in Bismarck. Sort of love at first site my Mom sad. She died giving birth to younger brother."

"I'm sorry Bobby."

"It was along time ago. I pretty much forgot about her."

That explained Bobby's long, thick cock. Indian looks with a Negro cock. Nice combination. It suited Bobby perfectly.

Bobby was still feeling my cock, his fingers squeezing it and rubbing it. If he kept it up he'd probably jack me off in my jeans.

"You going to take them off John?"

Very soon after that we were both nude on the couch. He sure was more relaxed than when he first walked into my life.

Before I could move or stop him, he was on his knees with my cock in his mouth. As much as I wanted to wait, it felt so good I just sat back and enjoyed. Damn he was good, knowing everything to do to make me feel so good. It had been along time since I had a real good blowjob and Bobby didn't take long to get me off. He knew I was almost there, he rammed my cock deep in his throat as I shot my pent up load. He just sucked and swallowed harder. Finally he sat back.

"God John I needed that. I know you wanted to wait, but I just had to."

"Well you do that again and I might have to use a switch on that real nice ass."

"Really! That would be hot, especially if you fucked me after." He giggled.

"Well I really want to wait bud, so you can return the favors."

"You got lots of toys and stuff to use or do you just use a belt?"

"Bobby, I got a couple of trunks full of stuff I let guys use on me."

"Oh God really. Can we look at some of them." He was rock hard with excitement.

"I don't know about that Bobby? I get it into this stuff I find it real hard to stop."

"Please John. I just want to look."

I looked at the absolute lust in his eyes. He really wanted more than I was really ready to give him. Reluctantly I took his hand and led him down into my small basement. When I had first moved in I had built a rack and X-frame. I didn't really figure I would ever use it, but now with Bobby, I just might. Both were real simple affairs.

When Bobby saw the X-frame he ran over to it and sort of draped himself in the position his arms and legs would be. There were no rings or hooks attached to it, but it looked hot as he stood in the frame.

Attaching him to the frame or have him tie me to it was definitely going to happen. I just wanted to wait until he was fixed up.

I flipped on the lights and walked to one corner of my basement. The two trunks sat dust covered in the corner. They had not been opened since I came back.

Bobby came over and bent down to the first trunk. It wasn't locked so he just opened it.

"Wow! You got lots of stuff."

Well go figure. For almost seven years I had let guys abuse my body. I had collected over several hundred items they had used on me. Some felt real good, others were so painful that I had screamed my heart out and sometimes couldn't even perform for days after.

The trunks were layered trays. Each tray held specific areas of the body the tools could be used on. Booby's eyes were huge as he looked at some of the Items. "I can't believe this John. Guys used all this stuff on you?"

"Yeah Bobby."

When he opened the second trunk, the lid held several types of whips. From simple rubber switches to a full length bull whip. He pulled a riding crop from the lid.

"What's this John?"

"That's a riding crop." It was just a two foot leather covered piece of thin dowel, with a short wide leather strip on one end and a grip on the other.

"Does it hurt much?"

"Depends on how it is used." I said.

"Try it on my butt." He turned as swung his bare butt back and forth.

"Jesus Bobby. You said you wanted to look."

"Please John. It's been so long. I really want it."

"Okay. I'll give you demonstration. But that's it."

"Cool." He leaned over the trunk.

"Not there Bobby. Come over here to the table."

I had him lean over the table and secured his hands. I then put straps around his legs holding him to the table. His ass was sticking straight out.

"Ready?"

"Oh yeah."

"This flap on the end can be used like this."

I hit his ass with the leather piece on the end of the crop. He moaned each time I swung the strap across his brown ass.

"That's not so bad. It feels great."

"Or you can use it like this." I brought the leather covered dowel down across both cheeks of his ass hard. He howled.

I didn't stop at one. I hit him about ten times. By that time he was crying and screaming. Each swipe across his ass left welts.

I stopped.

"Want more boy?" I said.

When he just continued to cry, I hit him across his ass three more times.

"Answer me boy, when I ask you a question."

"I said anything." He answered.

I flung the crop down on the table and ran my hand over the welts criss crossing his ass cheeks. Feeling the heat just made me harder. I looked at that delectable ass. Fuck it. I thought. I walked up and ran my cock up and down his crack. I found his hole and just hammered my cock into him. That brought a scream of pain from him. I just ignored him as I started to fuck his nice ass. I knew I should have put a condom on first, I just prayed he was clean. Very soon he was moaning in real pleasure as I hammered my cock into him. It took a while but I felt myself coming close. I finally stopped deep inside him and unloaded my sperm into his Indian ass. "Oh god John that felt so good." He said as I pulled out.

I released him from the table and he dropped to his knees.

"I'll be your sex slave John if you want."

Before I could answer he had my soft cock in his mouth, licking and cleaning it. He sat back, a look of love on his face. Real love that somehow scared me.

I knew why it scared me. I was already in love with this young Native boy. Now he had showed me that he loved what I did. I did what most guys would have done to me. Whip my ass as hard as they could and then hammer their cocks into me. Most forced me to clean their cocks and even pissed in my mouth. Now Booby was kneeling looking up at me.

"Bobby, you can only become my sex slave if I become yours. Remember I said and you promised to do to me exactly what I did to you. Now I have whipped your ass and fucked you, blowing my load inside you. You cleaned my cock of your shit. Now you have to tie me down and whip my ass and then fuck me. I want your load inside me and I want to clean you after your done."

He looked up at me from his kneeling position.

"Well what's it going to be love?" I said.

He stood up and wrapped his arms around me.

"Do you really love me John?"

"Booby, I think I loved you from the first moment I saw you."

"I love you to John. I just realized that now. When you said you would be my sex slave, I knew I never wanted to with anyone else ever. I love you John."

We kissed for a bit and then he stepped away.

"Lean over the table boy." He said.

He then proceeded to do everything I did to him. I think he used the whip harder, maybe talking out all the real pain inside him. I know I screamed as that crop slashed across my ass. When he shoved his cock into me it hurt as well and I know I screamed. It had been almost a year since a cock had been inside me. He fucked in long fast strokes and blew twice before he pulled out. He released me and dragged me onto his soft cock. As soon as my mouth was on his cock he pissed, I had no choice but swallow his acidic piss. I finished cleaning him and sat back. He pulled me up and kissed me.

"I really do love you now. You let out the demons John. I will never leave you."

"Come on bud. Lets get cleaned up."

So much for the Doctor saying behave ourselves. WE slept with each others cock in our mouths. We sucked each other off at least twice. We never did cook the steaks.

When I got up in the morning Bobby was in the bathroom. As I walked in to piss he was sitting on the toilet. He pulled me over and drank my piss. As he stood up and grabbed for toilet paper, I stopped him and spun him around. I knelt and licked his ass clean. He was astounded.

"Why did you do that?"

"Getting used to how you taste." "Why would you want to know that?"

"Bobby, last night you offered to become my sex slave. I said I would if I could be your sex slave. As a slave I want to do everything for you. Even eat your shit and clean your ass. Bobby you said you liked that too. I love everything anyone can do to me and I want to be able to do to you what ever you want to do to me. How many times am I going to have to say it love. I want what you want. All the time, everyday."

"You mean we can torture each other every day? That would be so cool."

"Yes, that is what I mean."

He looked at me. He obviously saw in my eyes I was very serious.

"I guess I have to love everything you love. I really didn't really believe until just now John. I didn't know you could do some things and not others. I want to experience everything you did before. I saw all those things in the trunks. I didn't know what some did, but if they used them on you John, then I want them used on me."

"Not a problem Bobby, as long as your prepared to use them on me."

"After you show me what their for."

"Yeah love."

After a really good shower we went down and made a late breakfast. I promised I'd cook the steaks this afternoon.

After lunch I took him down to meet my two horses. Both were stallions.

Him and Steel, one of my horses hit it off, almost like they were kin.

My other Stallion Viceroy, pranced over to me and nuzzled my neck. I fed him an apple and he followed as I headed for the barn. I saddled him and stepped aboard, Relaxing in the saddle.

When I walked Viceroy out of the barn, Booby was stripped to his shorts on top of Steel, no saddle.

I had cutoffs on, but he looked hot in just white shorts.

"You going to ride like that?

"Steel loves it. Yes."

I rode Viceroy every Sunday and always went to the same place. A small hot springs about 10 miles from my farm.

"Okay." I leaned over to Viceroy. `Hot springs boy'.

He took off at a gallop. There was a gate at the end of my property but he just jumped it. I glanced behind, Booby on Steel were just approaching the gate. I watched as Steel cleared the gate and started catching up.

"Go boy." I said as I leaned into the ride.

Both Viceroy and Steel were pretty evenly matched. With out a saddle Steel caught up pretty quick. As soon as Steel was along side Viceroy dropped to a canter. It ate up the miles. Bobby looked real good as he rode bareback beside me.

His mouth was open, his white teeth visible. I saw he was also hard in the white shorts he had on. I think he could have rode nude and he would not have looked better.

After about a half hour both horses dropped to first a trot and then a walk. "You look like a real Native Bobby." I laughed.

"Well you look like a very undressed Blue Coat." He laughed.

"Where are we going?"

"Hot Springs. About three miles. Both horses know where it is."

"Got them trained eh." He chuckled.

"Over the last ten years I've been here a hundred times. Viceroy I have had for three years. Steel for two. Both have been here maybe thirty or forty times."

"John, Tell me why you quit having guys abuse you. You said it was great money. Why did you stop?"

"The last guy forced me to do things I had never done before. He used a welding machine on me too. I wasn't really sure everything would work after he was done. He really scared me. I didn't know if I was even going to live."

"What things?"

I knew I was going to have to tell him eventually.

He made me suck off his horse and bull. He had both fuck me too. I thought I would die when the bull forced his cock into me. Bobby, I've been fist fucked before, but that bull was bigger I'm sure."

"You ever sucked these horses?' He asked.

"No." I said, but both horses snorted, almost like they knew I was lying.

"You have, haven't you? What does horse cumm taste like?"

"You did it John. I want to too."

"Booby why do you want to be like me so much?"

"John, you said you loved me. I love you too. I want what you want and I want to try at least once everything you have tried or been forced to do."

"I'm not buying a bull." I said.

Bobby's laughter rang out across the open land.

"Well I guess I might feel the same thing if you fist fucked me." He giggled.

I just shook my head as we rode on.

As the horses approached the springs, Viceroy took the lead. Bobby shut up as we entered the trees. The only sound was the steps of the horses and birds in the trees. Both horses came to a halt. I dropped off and let go of the reins. Viceroy moved off to a grassy patch and started to feed. Booby jumped down and Steel followed Viceroy. I walked to the edge of a small cliff. Bobby walked up beside me.

"Oh God it is so beautiful."

He looked down at a blue pool about 20 yards wide. I short falls emptied into the pool. All around it were tall spruce and pine trees.

"How do we get down there?" He asked .

"Jump."

He looked at me like I was crazy even as I pulled off my t-shirt and dropped my cutoffs. I pulled my shorts off and then just ran off the edge of the short cliff. It was only about 40 feet down to the water. I went straight down and then clasped my knees and cannon balled into the pool. When I came up I looked up. Robbie stood with a very strange look on his face.

"Come on in. The waters fine." I laughed.

Bobby jumped off. I turned away as he splashed into the pool. As soon as the water died down, I grabbed him and pulled him into the hot water from the spring. He wrapped his arms around me.

"Oh man this feels so good." He said.

"Which, my arms or the hot water?" I laughed.

"Both love."

"Bobby, I have to be very honest with you. I am very glad you came into my life. You like what I like. To be honest I have never really forgotten what I did in the past. I have even used this hot spring to give me some satisfaction. I have sucked off both my horses. I used to go to Capital City and hire boys to abuse me. Lately the business has grown so big I can't afford to that. Now you came along. Bobby you can do anything you want to me and I will still love you and want you to go further. God how I want my balls, my cock, my tits, my ass to feel pain. I guess I'm crazy, but I just love it so much. Please love promise you will do it everything I ask."

"John as long as you do to me what you want me to do to you."

"Oh God yes Bobby."

We sat and necked for a bit.

"How could you use the hot springs?" He asked.

"The hot water comes out near boiling point from little funnels. I would go over and sit on top of one of the funnels and slowly sit down until my balls were on fire. I had to quickly cool them down, but that hurt almost as much as the heat. Then I would do it again."

"So, ah, where are those funnels?"

"Over near the falls."

"You want to do it together?"

"Bobby, the first time I scalded my balls so bad I could almost not sit for a month."

"John I have to learn what you like. I want to learn this too."

"My Doctor said to behave for a few days and now I am showing you how to burn your nuts. I must be crazy."

"John, I'm crazy to. I want to feel, taste, experience everything you have. Is that bad or am I crazy."

"Okay, over by the falls, there are three funnels that come out of the floor of the pool. One is right under the falls. The other two are about 3 yards apart. Right where they exit the water temperature is very near boiling point. Now you have to find one of the funnels and stand almost out of the water. Once you feel the water coming up hot straight at your cock or nuts, you just slowly sink down until you can't stand the heat anymore. Then head for cooler water."

One is on the left there the other is closer to the other end of the falls. I'll go to this one and wait for you to find the other. Ready love? Don't stay so long that you can't use them later. I'm going to suck you off before we head back."

What I had said to him were only half truths. The one that had really burned my balls was the one I was heading for. The one I sent him too, he could probably sit right on top of and still only get burned a bit. It was hot, but not as hot as the one I was about to sit down on.

I moved and found my funnel real quick, The water temperature on the surface had to be near 120 degrees. I had sat down on this one about a foot, before it burned so much I had to run.

I waited for Bobby to find the other funnel. `Fuck' he said I knew he had found his spot.

"Got it Bobby?"

"Fuck is it hot."

"When ever your ready just sink on top of the exit for the water."

I figured if some one stood in the flow of hot water from the funnel I was over for any length of time it could cook your dick or balls, that was how hot it was.

I sank down about six inches and screamed as the hot water burned my balls. I stayed as I watched Booby sink almost to his chest before he cried and jumped away. As I jumped out of the hot water I knew I had really burned my sack, and maybe balls. It burned even when I got into the colder water.

Bobby saw my tears and I know he heard me scream.

"They aren't the same John. You said we would be equal."

He balled up his fist and hit me square in my mouth. I tasted blood.

Before I could say anything, Bobby headed over to where I had stood. "Oh fuck is that hot." I heard him say.

I watched as he sank onto the funnel. At first he only grimaced and then he screamed. He kept sinking.

"BOBBY!" I screamed and he bolted for colder water.

He was in tears as I got near him.

"What were you trying to prove love. Damn it I love you. I just didn't want you to feel that much pain."

We both left the pool. It was a long slow climb up to where the horses were. I pulled some crème I had brought along and coated his very red balls. He did mine after. It was going to be a very hard ride back.

It was so bad that when I got back I called Jer and told him I would not be in until Tuesday. `Good weekend eh', is all he said.

We both just slumped on the bed.

I guess it wasn't as bad as I thought. They still hurt in the morning but not nearly as bad as the night before. I had to stop trying to protect Bobby from the stuff I liked. I looked at Bobby, still sleeping beside me. I wondered how he was going to take it when I shaved off all his pubes. It was really better if there was no hair to interfere with some of the tools in the trunks. I cupped his balls and watched as his cock slowing hardened.

He moaned in his sleep and then rolled into me. I pulled him close.

"Morning." He murmured.

I just kissed the top of his head.

I watched as his hand went down and pulled his balls and then rubbed his cock. He then reached for me and held onto my rock hard cock.

"This feels nice." He moaned again.

I leaned over his chest and slipped one of his tits into my mouth.

"Oh God, oh God." He said still only half awake.

His tit hardened to a point in my mouth. I put my teeth over it and bit down hard. It took a moment and then he yelled in a high pitched scream. I let it go and bit the other one. That brought him fully awake and he cried out. When I released it I saw I had almost drawn blood. He put both hands on his tits as tears streamed down his face.

"Awake now Bobby?"

Before he could answer I pulled his head onto my chest.

He knew instantly what I wanted. My tits were already hard points. He ground one between his teeth.

"Oh God yes, yes. Don't stop, that feels so good." I groaned in pain and pleasure.

He released the tit and bit down on the other as his hand went from my cock to my balls. He just chewed and squeezed. My whole mind exploded in pleasure and my cock shot my load up onto the side of his face. He released my tit and licked up my sperm from my chest and belly. He slipped my cock into his mouth and sucked the remaining spunk out of me.

"You taste good."

I pulled him down and licked the sperm from his face and then kissed him.

"Thanks love, I really needed that."

"Well I got something for you too." He pulled me off the bed.

I was surprised at his strength. He pushed me to my knees and shoved his cock into my mouth. I woke up real quick as his acrid piss filled my mouth. I almost chocked before I could swallow. It was very bitter tasting. Finished he just stood back.

"Awake now?" He giggled.

"And hungry." I said.

"Well I don't need to crap right now, but maybe later."

Neither of us had eaten much the previous day and all I needed was to piss too. I stood up and pushed him down. He knew what I wanted and just slipped my semi hard cock into his mouth. He swallowed it all before standing up. We headed into the bathroom and washed each other in the shower. After showering I had him sit on the counter while I shaved off all his pubes. He then did mine. I usually kept mine shaves, but he made sure I was smooth as a cue ball. We both walked nude down stairs to the kitchen. While I started the coffee, he pulled out bacon and eggs for breakfast. I just sat and watched as he worked. He yelped once when hot grease splattered his cock and I laughed.

"Fried cock and eggs." I said.

"Not funny." He laughed.

After breakfast I took a real close look at the end of Bobby's cock. You could barely see where the Doctor had cut his cock. Just very fine red lines. The cock is a wonderful organ, you could almost anything to it and it came back to normal almost overnight.

"Bobby some of the stuff we can do is real addicting. The more we do it the more we'll want it and it's real easy to go overboard. Like when I whipped your ass, I was only going to hit you a couple of times, but something took over inside me and I wanted to just continue."

"I know, I was thinking about my Uncle when I was whipping you. I guess I even thought it was him I was whipping for a while."

"Thought that might be the case. Your pretty strong love. Sharp teeth too."

It's weird, when my Uncle and his buddies used me they hardly touched my cock or balls. Mostly it was whipping my ass or pissing or shitting on me. Sure they all fucked me, but none ever really caused me pain here." He said as he played with his cock.

I thought about what he said.

"Be right back." I went down to my trunks.

When I came back I set an assortment of clamps on the table in front of him.

"The small ones you use on your tits. Those two wicked looking ones are for the balls and the big one is for the cock."

Bobby picked them all up and looked at them. There really two complete sets.

"What's the short chain for connecting these two for?"

"That's so you can ad weight to the tit clamps after they are on." "The real problem with clamps is that after they have been on for a while the pain goes away. I've used the tit clamps on myself and left them on for almost all weekend once. My tits were tender after that for a month. I can't put the ball clamps or cock clamp on my self. You can't leave the ball clamps on for long because they can cause real damage to your testicles. Maybe ten or fifteen minutes at most. The farmer guy left the cock clamp on me for almost 6 hours, but he was using it to connect to his welder. That hurt worse then the actual clamp."

"So you want me to put these on your balls and cock?"

"Yes."

"Well you have to do mine first to show me how."

"Fair enough."

The clamps were all spring loaded. The tit clamps were just small banana clips, with the chain added. The springs were fairly strong so they bit pretty deep. The ball clamps were just sort of cups, that fit around the ball and squeezed them. Almost like someone was squeezing using your hand. The cock clamp was a modified battery clamp, with real sharp teeth. The one the farmer had used drew blood when he put it on me.

"What do you want to start with John?"

I couldn't believe I was going let Bobby do this to me. I knew I wanted it, my cock was rock hard in anticipation. His was too.

"Okay we will start with the tit clamps. Those you can remove your self."

He was shaking as I picked up one set of tit clamps.

I didn't need to get his tits hard first, they were like arrow heads pointing out from his chest. The clips were big enough to clamp the whole tit. I slipped the banana clip length wise along the nipple and let it go.

"FUUUUUUCCCCCKKKKK! That hurts." Tears sprang to his eyes.

He screamed when I seated the other one. I waited for a bit to see what he was going to do. He was breathing real hard.

"God do they hurt." He groaned.

"You can take them off if you want."

"No. Not yet."

I handed him the other set.

"Now you put them on me." I said.

My eyes watered when he put them on, but I didn't even groan. I was used to them.

"Don't they hurt?" He asked.

"Big time, but I have had them on lots of times."

I had him sit down on the edge of the table. Lucky, his balls were still hanging. The clamps were a bitch to put on if your balls were pulled up tight. I separated one ball, squeezed the clamp open, slid into place and released it slowly. He squeezed his eyes closed and sucked in a breath. I was surprised he didn't scream. He didn't scream when I put the second one on either.

"Fuck it's like your squeezing my nuts. The pain is like deep ache, like when I got kicked once."

"It slowly gets worse bud." I sat down on the table. He put them on me. Instead of slowly closing them, he just released the grips. The pain was like a stab in my groin and I groaned.

"Sorry." He said.

"It's okay."

He watched as I picked up the big clamp. I had to use both hands to squeeze it open. I moved real easy in front of him. Moving with those clamps on your nuts made them hurt more.

"This is really going to hurt love. You sure you want it?"

He nodded his head.

I centered it over his hard cock. It only covered the first six inches. When I released it, he screamed so loud I thought you might hear him in town.

"Oh God! Take it off, take it off. Please." he screamed.

When he reached for it I grabbed his hands. The weight of the clamp pulled his cock down just adding to the pain. I could see the teeth biting right into his shaft. The end of the clamp I was sure had penetrated his cock. He continued to cry as I held his hands away.

"You have to put the other on me before yours comes off."

I let go of his hands and carefully sat down. He looked at me with pain wracked eyes. He picked up the other clamp and real slow moved in front of me. He was on his knees. I hated and loved this particular clamp. I hated it because I could never put it on myself. I loved it because it caused extreme pain to my cock. I loved to abuse my cock. He squeezed the handles and slipped over my cock. I screamed when he released it. God help I loved it. "Take it off me now please John."

"You sure? It's only been on a couple of minutes. I want mine on for a while, but I'll take yours off." I reached for the clamp and he shuffled back.

"Wait, wait I guess until you do." He was still crying.

"Imagine it on there for four hours or more." I said.

He looked down at his cock.

"I can't believe I'm still hard." He almost laughed.

He watched as I slowly stood up. The heavy clamp was pulling my hard cock down too. Then I swung my hips back and forth once, causing the clamp to pull and bite deeper. I yelled when I did it.

His eyes got huge when I did that.

He slowly stood. I wondered if he could do what I had done. No sooner was the thought in my head when he swung his hips like I had and then screamed again. He was really crying now.

"Well boy, you like pain, so I give you pain. Want some more pain?"

Before he could answer I grabbed the handles of the clamp and twisted them. He howled and jumped back making the clamp bounce. He tried to squeeze it open, but you just don't have enough control to do it.

He was shaking his head as I reached for the clamp on my cock and gave it a vicious twist. That caused my balls to fire and my crème shot out of my cock. The other clamps I no longer felt, but when I shoot my load, the clamps on my balls reminded me. I groaned as the last cumm oozed from my cock. I reached out with both hands.

"You want it off love?"

"Not until you take yours off."

"So we see how long we can stand it then."

"Wait here." I said and waddled off.

I had to keep my legs apart to prevent the clamps on my balls from rubbing. I went down stairs real careful and grabbed two riding crops. The trip up the stairs was worse. Fuck my whole body hurt. The pain in my balls was some what over ridden by the pain in my cock, but both hurt real bad. I returned to the living room and handed him one of the crops.

I bent over the table with my ass up.

"Go ahead Bobby, whip my ass."

He did, four times before he stopped. Each hurt real bad, but not as bad as last time he did it. When I turned around he was holding his cock with one hand.

"Bobby, let it swing free. When it hurts when you whip me, take out that pain on my ass."

The next time I turned away, he held nothing back and my ass felt like a red hot iron was being used. I started to scream after only two hits and continued even after he stopped. I knew I was never going to able to even work the next day. I hoped Jer could handle things, cause I was going to have tell him I wouldn't be in the next day or maybe all week.

I could barely stand when I stood back from the table. Booby had tears running down his face. I knew the clamp was biting into his cock by the bits of blood flecks I could see.

"Just as hard John. Just as hard." He said as he leaned on the table.

I could still see the faint lines from the first time I had used the crop on him. I reached back and brought the crop down hard across those brown buns. I only got ten strokes in before he tried to get away. He was screaming enough. I grabbed him by the hair and threw him on the floor.

"Stay still. Take it like the pain pig you are boy."

I swatted him four more time as he tried to get away.

He finally curled into a ball on the floor crying. I dropped the crop and knelt beside him. I pushed him onto his back and removed the clamp from his cock. As soon as it was off he ejaculated onto the floor. I then removed the clamps from his balls.

I leaned down and licked his cock, licking up the blood and sperm. He moaned as I did it. I slipped his soft cock into my mouth and made sure he was clean. When I sat back, the two clamps on my balls were pushed upward and I screamed and was on my knees in a flash.

Bobby slowly sat up. Seeing the clamp gone from his cock he carefully removed mine. It hurt almost as much when it was off as when it was still in place. He then carefully removed the ball clamps. He did the same thing, took my cock into his mouth and sucked off all the cumm and blood. Well if he was HIV+, then I was too now, but I just didn't care. I'd already had him blow in my ass and I had sucked him off and even licked up his blood. Fuck it, we'd both go to hell anyway.

We helped each other to the couch.

"Want a beer bud?" I asked.

"I'll get it." Bobby said and hobbled into the kitchen.

I called Jer and asked him if he could handle it for the next week. He told me no problem and to have fun. I really had not taken a holiday for almost ten years, except for the occasional weekend.

Bobby came back and I laughed at the way he walked.

"Who was on the phone?" He asked.

"I called Jer and asked him to handle it for the rest of the week."

"You mean we got all week to play around?" He said and his cock started to get hard.

"Yeah love, all week."

"Will you put that clamp back on my cock?"

"Only if you put it on me first."

I really loved that clamp on my cock. Every movement caused pain.

As he picked one of the clamps my cock got hard. He just slipped it over and released it. I groaned and shook a bit. He handed me the other and stood in front of me. I put it on him and he screamed as the teeth bit in.

Neither of us even noticed the tit clamps anymore. I reminded him by pulling the chain. He sucked in a breath as I pulled the chain and then did the same thing to me.

"They hardly hurt in comparison. How long we going to go like this?"

"As long as you want. I think we should go feed the horses though."

"Can I suck one off?"

"If you want, you could suck Steels Cock, but I warn you it hurts too. They got real big cocks and huge loads. Once you start you can't stop them until they shoot."

"Can we finish our beer and maybe another first."

Bobby we can have as many beers as you want. I got lots, well maybe later we need to go buy some more. But I have hard stuff too."

"Fire water no good for Injuns white man." He laughed.

"Yeah dulls the pain too much." I laughed.

"Definitely don't want the pain dulled."

"Can you put me in that frame downstairs and do stuff?"

"Not until I buy some rings and hooks. Have to hit the hardware in Ambrose. Maybe after we see the Doctor next Saturday."

"Cool. Any other stuff you can use in those trunks?"

"Tell you what. Give me a hand and we will haul them up here and you can look them all over."

Taking the two trunks down had been a real bitch. Hauling them both back up was a nightmare. Especially with the clamps on our cocks. It took us almost an hour to get both trunks up the stairs and into my living room. Both of us were in a lot of pain and blood dripped freely from both our cocks.

"I think we should remove the clamps Bobby."

"Okay." HE leaned close and removed mine. He slipped his lips over my cock and I shot mu second load of the day into his mouth. He then cleaned me up.

"You taste real good John. Even your blood."

"So getting to enjoy white mans blood." I laughed.

"My ancestors ate human flesh. I guess it's in my blood."

I removed his clamp and did the same thing. Sucked him off and cleaned up his cock. I loved the taste of him, very salty, with just a hint of sweet.

"Maybe I'm part vampire and need your blood to live." I laughed.

"Well at least what come from here." I squeezed his nuts hard.

"You can cut my dick and suck my blood anytime John." He said with a straight face.

"You can too love. Thank you for trusting me Bobby."

There is no doubt we were connecting on a deeper level. I figured I already loved Bobby and I know he loved me. We could probably do anything to each other. Even cutting open our dicks to suck each others blood. Sounds morbid, but I really loved every part of him and I was sure he loved me the same.

We started kissing. That just led us to sucking each other off. I wanted him inside me and he wanted me inside him. We were both soft, so it would have to wait.

I grabbed two more beers, noting we were down to four. Have to make a supply run today. Later I figured.

"Weren't we going to feed the horses?"

"And feed ourselves." I chuckled.

"Well yeah."

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