Bobby

Disclaimer: This story is fiction. It deals with BDSM, CBT, Water Sports, Scat, Anal and Oran sex between consenting and non consenting men. All names are also fiction. All places and or events never happened. If you are under 18 or it is illegal to read this story in your State or Province, you should leave this site now.

Chapter 3

Being so far off the main road, I didn't have to worry about walking around nude on my farm. I grabbed a couple of apples and gave one to Robby to feed Steel with. We walked hand in hand down to the barn. Both horses saw us coming and trotted up to the barn. They went into their stalls to wait. Bobby went to Steel and fed him the apple. I watched as Steel nudged Bobby. They really had hit it off. We both heaped hay into both stalls and then cleaned both, putting down fresh straw for them. All the while we were working the horses kept pushing into us or nudging us.

"I think he likes me." Bobby said.

"He's going to love you in a while."

"You mean after I do him?"

"Yeah. Bobby, I have done both. I tried to be equal. I really love Viceroy, but Steel was always jealous. Now he has you."

"So how do I do it?"

"Bobby, when people talk about horse cocks, they mean really big cocks. Steel has about 14 inches about three inches thick."

I walked over to Steel's stall. I knelt down beside him and pulled Bobby down.

You see that long hump leading back to his testicles? That's his sheath. When your ready just run your hand along it. His cock will snake out. Grip the base and hold on. Take a real good breath, you won't be able to breath until he is done. Just slip the end of his cock into your mouth. He'll take over immediately. He's going to drive that cock of his straight into your throat. He'll buck back and in several times, usually four, but I once had him when he lasted six times. When he comes there is so much you won't be able to swallow it all. You'll end up covered from head to foot in his cumm.

"Just go ahead when your ready. I'll watch you and then you can watch while I do Viceroy."

Steel already knew what was coming. I watched his thick red cock slide out of his sheath. Bobby did as I said and gripped the base. He put the head of Steels cock in his mouth and gagged as Steel humped forward. Lucky for Bobby Steel only waited three times before I saw his sperm gushing around Bobby's lips as he tried to swallow it all. It was all over in less than thirty seconds. Bobby was covered in Steels cumm.

I burst out laughing. He looked up at me and shook his head.

"Fuck that was hot. He had so much."

When Bobby stood up Steel licked his face.

"I think he likes you more now Bobby."

"I want to do that everyday. He tasted so sweet." "Bobby, I'll give you Steel if you want to own him."

"Oh Yes!" He jumped into my arms.

Now I was covered in Steels cumm too.

"Come on I better satisfy Viceroy or he might not let me ride him again."

I could never handle, what I thought was a gallon of cumm everyday, but if Bobby wanted to do Steel that often I was okay with it.

I did the same thing I had showed Bobby with Viceroy. I ended up with half his cumm in my belly and the rest covering my naked body. Viceroy would have cleaned my whole body if I let him. Instead I asked Bobby to lick me clean. We did each other. A quick trip to the shower afterward cleaned the rest off.

We put on shorts or cutoffs and headed into town to pick up more beer. As we left, I was pulled over by the State police. Why I wasn't sure. I wasn't speeding.

"Hi John, how you doing?" The trooper asked.

"Good and you Steve. I know I wasn't speeding."

No, no. Have you seen this guy?"

The picture was a very grainy photo of Bobby. No where near what he looked like.

"Don't think so. You might try the Station."

"What do you want him for?"

"His Uncle says he ran away. He's only fourteen, so if we find him we have to take him back. It's kind of a bitch. His Uncle is a real booze hound. But the law is the law. At fourteen he's still regarded as a juvenile."

"I'll keep an eye out for him."

"Thanks John, you both have a good day." He turned and walked away.

"You really nineteen Bobby?" I asked.

Bobby whipped out his treaty card. Yup born in 1992. with a much better picture. Robert Joshua Cardinal, Father Jacob and Mother Beatrice.

"It's cool Bobby. That was a picture of you the Trooper had."

"It must have been when I was a kid. I didn't know my Uncle had one of me."

"He has to know your older than fourteen. Why would he want you back so bad that he would lie to the State Police?"

"The only reason I could think of is if my Dad is dead. Then with me he could collect the treaty money."

Does it bother you that your Dad might be dead?"

"No. Fuck him. He tried to kill me."

We drove back to my farm in silence. I knew same sex marriages were not allowed in the State I lived in, but California was only six hundred miles away. There I could, if Bobby wanted marry me. Then no one could touch him.

Just before I got to the farm I made a U turn and headed back to town.

"Where are we going?"

"My service center."

"Why?"

"You'll see love."

WE arrived at the Station and I introduced Bobby. I told Jer he would be working full time as the wash bay attendant. Jer was super happy, everybody else hated working the wash bay. I left Bobby as Jer and I looked through the left over stuff from the construction. I found six ring bolts and several heavy duty hooks. As I turned I saw Bobby and another of my employees in an argument. When it went to a fight I intervened.

"What the fuck is going on here."

"I aren't working with no fucking half breed cocksucker."

"Well I guess you won't be working here then." I said.

"You'd hire this piece of shit over me?"

"Actually, I'm going to replace you with him." I said.

"Your fired. Pick up your last cheque tomorrow."

"Your dead you little cocksucker, D E A D, Dead."

"Jer, I think this ex-employee just threatened one of my employees."

"Damn Straight." He speed dialed the State Police.

The State Police arrived in less than two minutes. Steve climbed out of the car. "Okay. What's happening?"

Jer explained everything to Steve. Steve turned to Bobby.

"Got some identification Son?"

Bobby handed him his treaty card. I saw a light go off in Steve's head. He went back to his car and sat for a few minutes. I knew he was checking the warrant out on Bobby. He came back.

"Your Uncle says your only fourteen. This says your nineteen. Which is really true Son?"

"I really am 19. My Dad must have died and my Uncle wants his treaty money. By having me in his home the band would pay him. You can check my ID with the band office in Tahoe."

"Tahoe, New Mexico or Tahoe, Nevada?"

"New Mexico." Bobby said.

The trooper went back to his car. He was there for almost 15 minutes before he again climbed out. He handed Bobby his treaty card.

"You want to press charges son. He did with witnesses threaten you."

Bobby looked at me and I nodded.

"Yes Sir." He said.

"You can charge him with trespassing too. He doesn't work for me either."

"I'll kill you too asshole." He said as Steve cuffed him and placed him in the backseat of his car. "I'll ad that threat to, to the charge sheet." Steve said.

"You knew all along John that Bobby was the one in the picture."

"Yeah, I did Steve, but I also knew the Uncle was lying."

"Good for you John." He laughed. Then drove away.

"So this is your new beau?" Jer asked.

"Yeah Jer, I guess he is. Maybe more than that too."

"Bobby, make John happy. He really needs it."

"I will, I promise."

"See you both next Monday."

As we were driving back Bobby just looked at me.

"Was up love?"

"I'm not sure I can make you happy."

"Bobby, every time you sleep with me, let me suck you, fuck my ass or even torture me I love you more. Together we can explore our limits."

"Equally?"

"Yes my Indian Torturer, Equally."

"White man you could be in a lot of trouble." He laughed.

"I hope so love. I really hope so."

We stayed dressed as I prepared to cook the steaks. Bobby put the spuds in the oven to bake. We made a salad and then waited for the spuds.

"What was the worst pain you ever got John?"

"I don't really know. Maybe a toss up between that welder the farmer used and having a fist shoved into my ass. I mean guys used electro-torture on me before, but nothing like at that farm. I have had some pretty big dildos shoved into my ass, but having a big fist hurt like crazy."

"You like both?"

"Bobby, I love any kind of pain. Especially if it is directed at my ass or cock."

"Bobby, you could do anything to me and I would just love you more. I am a real masochist. I love someone causing me pain. I'm not good at being a sadist, but because I want us to be equal in everything I will learn. Bondage, sure, tie me up and abuse me. Cock and ball torture I love. Tit torture, like the clamps we both still have on is great, but doesn't give me that real pain high I seek. I want pain that makes me pass out screaming and wake up screaming. Want to shove a two by two up my ass, go for it. Want to hammer nails through my dick or balls go for it. I need the pain. I don't really know why anymore. I guess I am addicted to having my body abused."

"Promise me Bobby, that what ever I say or do you will not stop torturing me until I pass out from the pain. I promise I will do the same to you. But you have to promise. You coming into my life has given me a real wish for more and more extreme pain."

"I promise if you promise. You have done everything before. I want to feel what you already have felt."

"What did you get from the Station?" "Ring bolts. We can finish the X frame and even put some in the ceiling beams. Then we can be tied up and spread eagle off the floor. We could look online for more stuff to build to use."

"Cool." Bobby said and kissed me.

"We got about an hour. Lets put those bolts in."

We spent an hour getting four ring bolts into the X frame and putting several in the beams in the ceiling. I didn't have a concrete drill, so nothing in the floor. I planned on buying one when we went to Ambrose.

Dinner was great and we sat letting it digest on the deck. As we sipped cold beer we watched the sun slowly set.

"What can we do tonight love?' Bobby asked.

"What do you want to do Bobby?'

"Well I want to suck you off, but I guess we can do that later. I want some thing else too, but you'll think I'm crazy or weird."

"Bobby, we are both crazy. We are both weird too. We have to be to suck off our horses. Crazy well having a battery clamp on our cocks is crazy. Nothing you ask is too far out. You want something then I want it too."

"Can I bite you like a vampire and suck your blood?"

"No."

"No?"

"Bobby if you want to taste my blood, I have better ways to get it out. Biting me won't get what you want and will leave a real scar."

He watched me as I walked inside. I came out a few minutes later. After sitting down I showed him what I had.

"These are called awls. They are used to score lines in wood or sheet metal. The points are very sharp. All you need to do is push it into my cock, hold it and bend my cock until the point breaks through. You'll have more blood than you can handle."

"Can I try it?" He said.

"I guess I'm going to be drinking Indian blood shortly. Will that make me your blood brother?"

"I guess, sort of." He giggled.

This was one thing I had never done. Drink someone else's blood. I had tasted my own blood on numerous occasions, but never another guys.

I picked up the bottle of alcohol I had brought out and put the longest awl into it. They had been sitting in my trunk for years. I wanted to make sure they were as germ free as possible. I didn't need to do anything else, my cock was already hard as was Bobby's. On a thought I walked in and brought out a tube of KY gel. Could lubricate the awl so it would slide in easier.

I pulled the awl from the alcohol and wiped it off with a tissue. I then slipped the tip into the KY Gel. I handed it to Bobby.

I quickly pulled off my cutoffs and shorts and sat down.

"What do I do?"

"Well you better get down between my legs first."

He sat down real close to the end of my cock. "Okay gently slip the point into my piss slit. Go real slow. The KY should make it slide easy."

I watched as the awl slowly disappeared into my cock. I could feel the cool steel as it slid in and remembered all the times I had done this to myself. It was one of things I could do to myself that made me feel good.

He got in until just the handle rested on the top of my cock.

"Wow, I didn't think it would go in that easy." He said.

"Now holding the handle, run your other hand down underneath until you feel the end of the awl. When you find the end, just bend the cock until it punches a hole in the wall. I'll know when it goes through."

I watched as he did as I asked him. My cock was even harder having someone else do this. I yelped when I felt the sharp tip of the awl punch a hole in the wall of my piss hole.

"Now grip my cock right at the top and pull the awl out. Your going to have to be quick to get your mouth over my cock. The bloods going to be coming quick."

Fuck I would love to be able to suck myself. I had dreamed of doing just that on numerous occasions when I shoved that awl into me. I watched as the blood covered awl came out. Bobby quickly had his mouth over my cock and was sucking like crazy. Seeing him sucking my blood plus the pain inside my cock and my just general horniness got me off as he was sucking. His eyes got big as he not only had my blood, but my sperm too pumping into his mouth.

I knew the blood would stop real quick. The hole would clotted over real fast. As my cock started to go soft Bobby sat back. He jacked my cock a couple of times and licked off the little beads of blood.

There was a red ring around his lips. He smacked them a few times.

"Well how does white mans blood taste?"

"Kind of weird. Very salty, but some sort of metallic taste too, but then your sperm mixed with it and it was great. I'd do that anytime John."

As he stood up to remove his shorts I dropped the awl back into the alcohol. I was just a little apprehensive about drinking another guys blood. I had to carry out my promise, so just waited until Bobby was ready. He looked scared.

"Did it hurt when it punched the hole?" He asked with a catch in his voice.

"Not much. I have needles I can put in your cock that hurt a lot more."

"Okay."

I wiped the awl and added KY. Then sat as he had. I gripped his cock lightly and slowing slipped the awl in.

"Oh God that feels good." He moaned .

I really hadn't needed the KY, precumm was streaming form his piss slit.

I seated the awl and looked at his face. He nodded. I found the end of the awl and gave his cock a hard pull over. He yelped. I quickly gripped the top of his cock. I slowly pulled the awl out. It was covered in Bobby's blood. Resigned I put my lips over his cock and started to suck. The first taste hit my tongue and all I wanted was more. I swallowed his cock and massaged it trying to more and more of his sweet salty blood to flow. That caused his balls to fire and I had both in my mouth. I just didn't want to stop. God I could become addicted to his blood too if I was not careful. As he started to go soft I milked his cock. Finally I sat back. I licked a few small beads from his head before just sitting back. "Oh wow man that was so hot. I couldn't believe how that felt John. I definitely want to do that again."

I slowly climbed up and sat down. I pulled Bobby over and kissed him, running my tongue into his mouth. He did the same and we were both hard again almost at once.

"Bobby, we really have to be careful now. I could, if I didn't love you so much cut your dick off and suck you dry."

"Well I guess I could do the same thing John. I have never tasted something that was both good and made me real alive. I guess I'm really nuts now."

I'm not sure if we just went up one level of enjoyment or down. I guess it was part of each. We found something else we both loved, but the problem now would be satisfying that new need. Maybe we were both Vampires of a type.

We got dinner ready. Bobby never said a word all through dinner and then after clean up, we sat with a beer on the deck.

"What's the matter love?" I asked.

"I've had some real scary thoughts John since I did that. I even thought about grabbing some kid from the reserve and just cutting his dick off and sucking all the blood out of him. It scares me that I could think of doing that."

"To be honest Bobby, I thought about the same thing sometime when some guy had abused my cock until it was covered in my own blood. I dreamed of tying him down and cutting his cock off and then watching as I sucked the life out of him. I guess we are just going to have to satisfy each other."

"I could never do that to you John. I mean cut your dick off."

"You did that, how could we play with each other." I laughed.

"Ah fuck man. I'm insane. Totally insane." He said.

"I guess we are more alike than either of us knew Bobby."

He climbed into my arms and we necked for a while. He felt so good in my arms, I don't know how I ever did without him.

Bobby screamed when I removed the tit clamps and I screamed when he removed mine. I'm sure it hurt worse to remove them than put them on. I sucked each of his to get the little flecks of blood. He did the same and continued to suck. It hurt as he used his tongue and teeth on my very tender tits, but gave me such a hard on too. He finally moved up and looked at me. I rolled over so he was now on the bottom. I dove down on his tits. He screamed and moaned as I sucked and bit his tender nubs. It might hurt, but I knew it turned him on too. His cock was pressing into my stomach.

I sat back and then moved to his cock. We had really abused our cocks today, but that did not stop me. I grabbed his cock hard and twisted and yanked on it hard. Booby almost sat up and then screamed as his hands hammered the floor. I continued to squeeze and yank and pull his cock. I was surprised it stayed so hard. As I released it I had to quickly suck him as blood gushed from his piss slit. I had done what I hoped and reopened the inside wound. I loved it as I sucked his blood. I finally sat back.

I could feel blood running down my chin. I had not been quite quick enough to get onto his cock.

"You did that so you could drink more of my blood?" Bobby said.

"Yeah love I did." I rolled flat on my back. He rolled on top of me and held my hands at my sides. He then licked his blood off my chin. `Not bad' he said and then moved down until he hovering over my cock. Instead of using his hands he slipped my cock into his mouth. He let slide in quite away before he just bit down hard. After the clamp, the awl and now his teeth, all I could do was scream. He chew and bit my cock for a while and then sucked.

"Not enough he said and grabbed my cock and started to do as I had done. Twisted pulled bent is at odd angles. It didn't take long before blood gushed form my piss slit and he down sucking very quick. I heard him moan as he sucked. He finally slipped off and pushed himself up until we pressed together. We kissed, licked and sucked at each others mouth.

Finally we just rolled onto our sides. Both seemingly contented.

"We make a pair." He giggled.

We got up and staggered out to the deck. We both stood and pissed off the deck. The acidic piss passing over the wound inside my cock just got me hard. I had not warned Bobby about pissing with a hole inside his dick. He yelled as the piss burned the wound. I laughed at his discomfort.

"Sorry love forgot to tell you." I chortled.

"Yeah probably on purpose. He laughed.

We grabbed a couple of beers and sat in the late evening air. God it was so nice with my love in my arms in the silence. Being ten miles from the highway meant nothing but night sounds came to the house. We could have screamed at the moon and no one would have heard.

"If someone told me I would let a guy abuse my cock, drink my blood and then I would drink his, I'd have said he was crazy. Now that's all I dream of John."

"Me too Love. All I ever want is you abusing me forever."

"John I need to crap. Do you want to that too?"

"That's up to you Bobby. I only need to shit in the morning. So you will have to wait for my load."

"John, I guess I sort of lied. I had guys shit on me and piss in my mouth, but I never did eat their shit. What's it like?"

"Pretty gross. Tastes terrible, but if you piss in my mouth after at least it makes it easier to swallow. I'll be sick after and puke my guts out. Bobby this is something you don't have to do. It takes a real hardcore guy to accept someone taking a crap in their mouth. I learned to do it because the guys that wanted to do it paid real good."

"I want to try it, at least once. So how do we do it?"

"Come along." I would have lived on Bobby's shit if he asked me. That's how much I loved him. I would do virtually anything he wanted. He wanted this okay I would accept it. I hated to eat shit. Someone once told me Scat is an acquired taste, well I had never acquired the taste for it.

I took Bobby into the bathroom and laid down on the floor.

"Okay Bobby, just squat over my face. When you feel my tongue on your hole shit. After your empty I'll lick your ass and you turn and piss in my mouth. While I'm puking go to the kitchen and bring some salt and a glass. When I ask give me warm water and salt to drink. Okay?"

"Okay." He said, the expression on his face was unreadable.

Bobby slowly squatted over my face. I looked at that pucker I loved to rim. As my tongue touched him, he grunted and my mouth was overflowing with a very runny load. I tried to lick him but couldn't, I was so totally sick to my stomach. When his piss entered my mouth I lost it and turned not fast enough to the toilet. My first eruption covered the outside of the bowl. From then one I continued to upchuck into the toilet. As I got to dry heaves I put my hand out for the water. I drank it down and immediately brought it back up. This went on for several glasses until I just sat down with my head against the bowl.

"You look terrible John. I'll never do that again."

He pulled me to my feet and into the shower. He gently washed me. I really was done in. Puking that long really saps the energy from the body. How anyone could enjoy that day in day out was beyond me.

After drying me he helped me into bed. He went back to the bathroom. A while later he came back and crawled into bed beside me. We slept in each others arms.

When I awoke in the morning, I knew I needed to crap. I eased out of Bobby's arms, hoping I could get it done before he woke up. No such luck.

"What's up love?" he said as he stretched.

"I got to go to the can."

"Cool, I'll do you."

"Bobby, you don't have to do this. Eating some ones shit is gross. I hate it. You saw how sick I got. I don't want you to be sick. I love you bud, but I really don't want to shit in your mouth."

"So I guess we're not equal in everything. I can do stuff to you, but you won't do it to me. That just means were not the same. Fuck you John. I'm going to eat your shit if I have to do it from the toilet."

His face and eyes were flaming. He was some what pissed at me I guess.

Fuck, what had I created in Bobby. He was just as strong willed as I was. I knew he would do as he said, so I resigned myself to crapping in his mouth. But not as he wanted me too. This was going to be a real lesson for him. He wanted my shit, well he was going to get and swallow all of it. I was going to force him to eat it all, washed down by my piss.

"Get in the bathroom boy and lay down." I yelled at him.

I knew I didn't have that big a load. All I had to eat yesterday, was horse cumm, some of Bobby's blood and the steak and potatoes we had for dinner. Oh yeah some of Bobby's cumm too.

When I walked into the bathroom, Booby was laying on the floor where I had been the night before. I knew he wasn't ready for what was coming. He looked scared. I just swung around and sat down on his face.

"Lick me boy." I ordered.

Like me he loved to rim. I felt his hands pull my cheeks apart and then I felt his tongue on my hole. I loved to be rimmed and let him dig his tongue into me. I didn't warn him just shoved my stool out and into his mouth. I felt him convulse under me, but I just made sure my ass was empty.

"Lick me clean boy. Do a good job I might let you puke."

That farmer had said the same thing to me when he shit in my mouth.

He tried, I know he tried, but I could feel him convulsing under me. I relented and swung around and pissed in his mouth. His face was already off color, so I just pulled him up and shoved his head in the toilet bowl. I think he puked for a good ten minutes. I kept handing him warm glasses of salt water. Finally he waved it away and sat back. His eyes were glazed as he sat exhausted. I pulled him into the shower and washed him. After he could stand he just looked at me.

"Never again John. Never again."

"Agreed."

We dried off and went down to make breakfast. I looked at the eggs and asked Bobby if he was hungry. He shook his head, so I just made coffee. I wasn't hungry either.

After sitting and drinking coffee, we both felt better. I took him into my den and sat down at the computer. I didn't use it much, more just to look at porn of guys torturing each other while I had jacked off. I passed over the sites that advertised instruments. I think I had every conceivable instrument you could think of. I went into the Equipment sites. Here was all kinds of apparatus, you could buy or buy plans for. I clicked on the electro-torture machine site.

"Wow!" Bobby said.

"Neat stuff eh?" I said.

The little machines advertised they could do all kinds of things, but I knew most were just overrated TENS Machines. They weren't what I was looking for. I clicked on the links at the bottom of the page.

Custom built Electro-Torture machines caught my eye and I clicked on it.

"Oh fuck that is huge." Bobby said.

I read off some of specs.

.5 amps-25 amps. 500 milivolts to 300 volts DC Up to forty connectors and all connector wires included. Built in timers and built in variations, computer controlled for single person use.

"Now that's could be a fun machine." I said.

"It's expensive." He said.

I just chuckled and clicked on the order form icon.

I filled out the mailing address and shipping address. I would have it sent to the Service Center.

I just clicked every single item on the order form. I didn't even know what some of them were. Bobby's eyes got bigger each time the price was displayed. When I was done the total came to 3,482.00, freight included anywhere in the US.

"Well, what do you think? Should I order it?"

"Well its an awful lot of money."

"Bobby, I can afford it. Do you want me to get it?"

"Well sure, but I just think it is expensive."

I gave the site my Amex number. It was confirmed and then it told me three days delivery.

"We'll have it before the weekend."

"Oh wow."

I called Jer at the Service Center and told him I was expecting a crate from Las Vegas and to call me when it arrived.

"So what would you like to do today?"

"Can we look at more stuff in your trunks?"

"And maybe try some?"

"Okay."

We went out into the living room and we pulled up a couple of chairs close to the first trunk. The first layer was all clamps. All different sizes and types. Most were of the banana clip variety. Some were quite large. Bobby pulled out a big flat banana clip.

I rummaged around until I found the second one.

"What do you do with it?"

"Stand up and I'll show you."

When he stood up I pulled his boxers down. I reached between his legs and grabbed his balls. I pulled them down and slipped the big flat banana clip over his sack. I then let it and his balls go. He let out a long piercing scream as the teeth punched through his sack. His hands went immediately to his sack. His eyes were already watering as the teeth bit into his sack. He hopped from one foot to the other. That I figured made it worse cause the clamp moved back and forth as he hopped.

"Want it off?"

He shook his head and picked up the other one. I stood and dropped my boxers. He did as I had done. I yelped when he let it go.

"How come it doesn't hurt you so much?"

"Bobby, I have had all these clamps on me several times. It hurts bud, hurts real bad, it's just I'm more used to them."

I reached out and grabbed the clamp on his and twisted and pulled it. He howled and tried to pull away. That just made the clamp did in deeper and he dropped to the floor trying to ease the pressure. I grabbed his cock and yanked it. IT forced him onto his back and I twisted the clamp again. He was screaming at the top of his lungs. I just let go. I sat back on my haunches with my legs spread. I just looked at him.

"God that hurt." he said.

I saw him look down at the clamp on my sack. He shuffled forward a bit and then grabbed the clamp with both hands. I figure he was going to twist it with both hands. What he did I was not expecting. He just yanked his arms back hard. The teeth in the clamp not only bit deeper the cut open my sack as he ripped it across. I screamed and my hands went to his.

"Fuck off and take it asshole." He yelled.

He then twisted and pulled again. I knew I was screaming so loud I couldn't even hear myself. He stopped and opened the clamp and removed it. That hurt worse than when the clamp went on. He was real quick, he pushed me flat and jumped onto my chest. I thought he was going after my cock until I felt him bite down on one of balls. That caused my whole body to convulse. I tried to throw him off but he held on like a dog with a bone. He finally just quit and moved off me. A very wicked grin on his face. It took awhile for me to recover.

I saw when I was able to sit up that he had removed the clamp from his own ball sack and was inspecting his sack. It had a few cuts too.

"Fuck did that hurt love." I said.

I guess it was supposed to." He giggled.

I lifted the clamp tray out and set it aside.

"Wow, what are these for?" He said holding up a thick ring.

"Those are ball stretchers. We can put them on and leave them if you want."

"Cool. How? Show me." He stood up.

I took the one out of his hand and then used the Allen wrench to open it. I slipped around his sack above his balls, closed it and tightened the screw. I let it go.

"That doesn't feel to bad." He said.

"That's about a pound now pulling down your nuts. Put one me and then I'll add another. We can continue until you say stop."

I had about twenty of the thick rings. I had other types too, but would wait until he figured he had, had enough.

We each added one until we both had about 4 pounds pulling our nuts down.

"We'll stop there and leave them for a while. Come on time to feed the horses."

It was a little difficult to walk with the weights swinging between our legs and of course it hurt a bit as they swung. Bobby watched as the swung back and forth.

"No touching bud. Just let them stretch your sack. Then we can add more weight." "How much have you had on John?"

"I think my limit was about 12 pounds. Can't really remember."{

"With that much my balls will be dragging on the ground." He laughed.

"Maybe, we'll see."

After feeding the horses and cleaning their stalls I let Bobby suck off both horses. His stomach looked extended by the time he had swallowed the amount of cumm that both horses gave him. He was also covered from head to foot. I really wished I had camera at that point. I had not even thought about pictures until I saw the horse cumm dripping off him.

I rinsed him off with a hose before we headed to the house.

"We'll go to hot springs tomorrow. Give the horses some exercise."

Cool." He said.

We each added two more weights and then I fitted the screw stretcher on him.

"Now Bobby all we have to do is turn those small turn buckles and your ball sack will be stretched." I showed him with a couple of turns and he yelped as the pressure was put on his nuts.

IT took him a while, but he finally got one on me and tightened it down. Both our balls were stretched about 7 inches. The screw type could stretch them to 12 inches if we could stand it.

We both looked funny walking around with our balls stretched. It was also somewhat painful.

I picked up the tit clamps we had on yesterday. "Want these today?" I smiled.

He rubbed his tits. Mine were still tender, so I knew his were too.

"I guess, if you are."

"Well how about we put them on and add some weights too."

He just looked at me so I picked up one of the sets. He watched my face as I first one and then the other. I tried to keep a straight face but I couldn't. I groaned real loud as the teeth bit into my tender tits. I picked up a two pound weight and clipped it to the chain. When I let go, I cried out in pain, but I also instantly hard. That he noticed more than grimace from the pain.

I didn't say anything just walked to the other trunk and pulled out a long leather strap attached to a handle. He saw the strap and got instantly hard. He picked up a set of clamps, yelled as the first bit into his tit and screamed when the second bit. He then attached a weight to the chain. Tears were streaming down his face. He turned when he was done and looked at the strap in my hand.

TBC