Enjoying My Humiliating Cock Tortures
"Oh Frankie, you're being a very nasty boy," he said with a devilish grin.
Oh crap, Victor had caught me and there was no way to hide what I was doing!
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This writing was related to me by "Frank," a man that wrote me in response to my recent "Penis Punishments" series:
http://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/young-friends/penis-punishment/
This is an account of Frank's sexual awakenings and experiences as he related to me. The following was inspired by his memories although there are some erotic embellishments I have made, with his approval, to make things interesting.
When I turned 11, my body was starting its change from boy to man. I discovered how to make my cock feel good and was jerking off any chance I got. The privacy of the bathroom was the perfect place to spend a few minutes in bliss making love, by hand, to my 4" eager boner. I had (and still do have) a beautiful penis. My circumcised cock head had a very pronounced mushroom helmet shape, much larger than my shaft which was slender with a couple of distinct veins. My pubic area was just beginning to sprout a few dark strands of man hair. My nuts were always aching for relief. I was getting ridiculously out of control with my own self-love.
"Frankie, your dad and I are going to spend a get-away weekend. Who do you want to sit for you?"
I'm thinking, like, mom and dad are getting away so they can engage in that noisy sex thing they always did when they thought I was asleep! It was easy to hear them in the quiet of our nighttime house. Hearing my dad screwing mom made me horny as they both moaned to the now familiar rhythm of my dad's penis moving in and out of mom's love hole. I loved to see my dad naked as he left the shower and I marveled at his penis which emitted the very sperm which created me, some 12 years earlier.
Away for the weekend! What sitter would I like? Maybe I can have a lot more privacy in the upstairs bathroom and bedroom to stroke myself silly! I was excited just thinking about having a major portion of the house to myself. The sitter would stay downstairs and I would be alone upstairs. Boner time!
"Um. I'd like Victor."
Victor was a friendly, clean-cut, Boy Scout type of boy that was a trusted sitter of many neighborhood families. I think he was 16 or so. He played football, although he was not big and muscular like many of the other jocks in his high school. I envied his sexy physique as he would mow lawns for summer money; shirtless, with cut-off jeans that were hopelessly tattered beyond what a person should be allowed to wear. His skin was always well tanned during the summer. He had sandy blond hair that was longer than what of most boys of the day wore. I liked Victor. I wanted to be like Victor. He was the older brother I wished I had.
"What's up kiddo?" he always asked me.
"Not much," was my innocent response, although I could have answered, "My cock, of course," which was closer to the truth much of the time.
So Victor came over Friday evening to sit with me over the weekend. Mom and dad made the arrangements and gave the usual sitter instructions before leaving.
Victor and me. Alone. My penis was hardening.
"Hey kiddo, whatcha wanna eat?"
"Um, mom has some pizzas in the freezer," I answered.
Victor and I spent time together in the kitchen. He poured milk and sliced the now baked pizza and we sat down to eat. We talked about sports and school. Regular stuff.
We watched some TV and it was soon bedtime.
"Better get ready for bed, kiddo," he commanded. "I'll be up later to tuck you in."
I left him downstairs, watching him engaged in his own TV action show. The show would last an hour. This was time enough to give my penis a good, long self-pleasuring.
I went to the bathroom to take my customary evening shower. I intentionally left the door ajar because the thrill of possibly getting caught made me even hornier. I wanted sexy Victor to catch me!
I stripped out of my day clothing and admired myself in the long mirror on the bathroom door. I liked the boy that stared back at me from the mirror. That boy still had his undies on that were revealing a hardening penis. I did an erotic dance in front of the mirror as I slipped my white briefs down. My attentive cock sprang up and it displayed a nice nut sack that bounced around as I pranced in front of the mirror.
Soon I was going wild on my cock as I sat on the small rug in the middle of the floor. Mom had some baby oil and I used this often when masturbating. It made a squishing noise as I stroked.
The door opens wide and its Victor! I'm sure my face was red with embarrassment in seconds! I felt my first sexual humiliation for the first time!
"Oh Frankie, you're being a very nasty boy," he said with a devilish grin.
Oh crap, Victor had caught me and there was no way to hide what I was doing! He stared at my boner. More so than the "boy code" allowed for. Was Victor interested in me, well, sexually?
"Might as well finish what you started, kiddo," he giggled.
I was so turned on that he wanted to watch me finish! Guess I'm a budding exhibitionist.
So I stroked myself in front of this older boy that I adored. I felt euphoric and became very submissive as Victor was watching and egging me on.
"Go on, kiddo, I wanna see if you're man enough to cum. Show me you're a man, Frankie. I wanna see that big boy cock spew some cum," he encouraged. No; challenged!
"I'm close, Victor."
"Make you cock cum, kiddo. I wanna see your man juice."
With all the erotic encouragement of my sitter, I laid back and let loose with a few spurts of cum. Victor took his hand and carefully scooped up the small amount of my own sperm off my abdomen. His touch was intoxicating!
"Go ahead, lick it!" he commanded.
With that, I became a lifelong enjoyer of cum. He made me shower and watched me as I dried myself. I still was hard and he looked between my eyes and my cock. This older boy definitely liked what he was seeing.
He brought me my pajamas and, as promised, tucked me in. He went to my doorway and turned out the light. His shadowed figure in the doorway was sporting a nice tent at his mid-section.
"Night-night, kiddo."
It was a sure thing that, in minutes, Victor would be having a hot date with his own hand. I was hard with anticipation of what the weekend would hold with my sitter.
It was going to be a long weekend. Turns out Victor would put me through a lot more humiliation. Victor had a thing about erotic "torture." Probably tried these things on himself. Now he was doing it to me.
Next day went pretty normal. We went over to Victor's parents for dinner. We then returned to my house as the sun was setting.
"Would you like to have some fun before bed, kiddo?"
"Fun?"
"Yeah, I'd like to show you some fun games I play with my own cock."
"Like what?"
He took my bed's pillow and threw it at me, playfully.
"Take you clothes off, Frankie," he commanded, "Strip, prisoner."
I got naked quick. Victor had brought a bag from his house, from our earlier visit there. Out of the bag, he produced a hair band that his sister used to tie her hair. He took the band and looped it around my nut sack. My balls were trapped! The feeling was not painful but felt nice. He giggled and pulled on my trapped boy jewels. I was getting so horny watching him do this to me! He double looped another band and place it at the base of my cock. It felt like it was going to explode! My cock head turned purplish read and got even bigger as the trapped blood made it swell even more!
"What a naughty penis you have, Frankie. Needs punishment!"
Victor grabbed a long piece of twine and tied it around the base of my swollen mushroom. Tight enough so it wouldn't slip off. My cock head ached a little as it became more swollen in its trapped state.
"March prisoner, follow me!"
He then pulled the twine and my cock was forced to follow my captor throughout my house.
"Stop," he commanded.
He noticed our Jack Russell Terrier and got an evil idea. Victor tied the twine in his hands to the collar of our dog.
"Your dog needs to pee, Frankie."
With that, he opened the door to our backyard and the dog anxiously ran out with me barely able to keep up, lest I wanted to have my cock head ripped off! The dog led me around by my cock in the evening darkness of our backyard. My cock got yanked, one way, then the other, as the dog zipped around in his effort to get some exercise.
Victor watched from the door, laughing. I was embarrassed but liked this play at the same time. My banded cock made it impossible to lose my erection. I guess I didn't want to lose my boner, anyway. I was so turned on by this new feeling he was giving me!!!!
Victor let us back inside.
"You've been a good boy, Frankie, your punishment is over," as he removed the bands that had entrapped my boyhood parts.
With that, he sent me up for my shower.
"Be sure to wash your cock. It needs a good, long cleaning by hand," he teased.
After my shower, I went to my room, climbed in bed and Victor tucked me in.
"Victor, you're fun," I whispered softly.
"You're pretty fun too, kiddo."
I drifted off to sleep. Victor went downstairs where I'm sure he jacked his own boner at the memories of what we had just done.
More on Frankie's "Humiliating Cock Tortures" in the next installment.
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