Here is chapter 33, hope you like this one. I just wish you all a good summer and then after It somewhere in august more new stories from Tim and Michel to enjoy. If you want to read other stories which I wrote you can do that at www.timsfunplace.com. You can always let me know what you think, idea's are welcome as well at noway16@hotmail.com.
He stood back. "Go ahead, sir. This is your show now. Just don't touch Tim; I promised him."
"I won't. OK ... Brian, Tim ... I'm going to connect the two of you now. We'll have a little contest. The winner will get to cum in a pleasant way ... the loser might or might not cum ... but if he does, it will be less pleasant. We're going to put your balls to work in a tug-of-war. You're going use them to pull. The one who's able to move the other more than 10 cm has won. You have five minutes to pull the other 10 cm ... if no one has achieved the 10 cm by then, we'll decide whose moved the other the most and then decide if we have a winner or not." He handed Michel the rope. He removed the weights and attached the rope to the piece already circling my balls.
I watched Seph do the same with Brian, who had his hands bound behind his back while mine had been left free. I knew better than to cheat. I also knew that this was probably going to hurt. I just hoped that Brian wouldn't take this to seriously. But when Seph said, "go," I knew I was wrong. Oh, that hurt! Later on, Brian told me that he'd deliberately pulled hard to try to jerk me over the line so the contest would be over quickly. But I wouldn't give up that easily as I didn't want to lose and embarrass my Master. We kept at each other, although I think that sometimes we went easy as we both felt that our balls needed the respite. When Seph said that four minutes had passed, I felt a paddle strike my buttocks sharply and saw that Seph was doing the same. I almost lost it then, but I knew that Brian was not any better off. I tried to time my next pull with Seph's hit and I thought I'd timed it perfectly, but I guess Brian must have worked out what I was doing and did it to me first. For a moment I lost my balance and he pulled me forward. "Done," Seph said. "Brian wins."
I grabbed my balls quickly as they hurt quite a lot.
"Leave them," Michel said. "Come back and stand here."
"I'm sorry, sir," I said.
"I didn't expect you to win, Tim. Brian has done this a lot."
"OK,, Brian ... you first. You're going to like this. Tim is going to wank you in a moment and I'll put the dildo inside."
I saw Brian look at Seph to see what the trick was. Seph moved closer to Michel and gave him something.
"Use this to wank him off," Michel told me. I took what was in his hand. It was a bit of sandpaper.
"Go on, Tim." I put it in the palm of my hand and I saw that Brian was startled when he felt it. But the dildo must have had a positive effect as it took me only four strokes before he screamed very loudly and spurts of cum came out of his dick.
I let go and went back to my place. I wondered whether and how I'd be allowed to cum. I'd been close several times that evening. As Michel moved closer, he looked at me. "Trust me, OK?"
I just smiled at him and waited. I felt him put the weights back on the rope which still surrounded my balls ... not one, not two, not three but all 4 of the metal spheres. Then he started them swinging heavily. He took the feather and started to stroke me with it. My dick jumped at its touch and I was on the edge almost immediately. I let out a deep moan.
Michel stopped straight off. He waited a moment and then started again. He repeated that routine a few times. Despite my desire to really want to cum, it wasn't painful. He then stood back and pulled on the cord and I could feel my balls tighten even more and the swinging intensified. I felt a tear run down my cheek.
"OK ... we're getting close, Tim. Be ready for it. Just remember ... I love you."
He then placed his hands around my balls. He squeezed gently and then, before I knew what was happening, he removed the weights and the rope and quickly started stroking my over-excited cock with the feather again. As the blood rushed back into my painfully sensitive balls, he brought me to the edge as well ... not over it ... just to the edge. He waited for a moment, then said, "Get ready." He touched my balls again. "Wow," I said as a bolt of pain shot through them. That hurt. Tears streamed down my face.
He then used the feather again. The pain increased. When I once again reached the edge of release, he stopped and the pain worsened.
"Blue balls, Tim. You have a case of blue balls. How many times today did you get hard? How many times have you been denied? You must be so desperate to cum. So do you want to get off?"
"Please, sir ... please, Michel ... please," I begged him.
"OK ... wait. Brian, come here."
Brian came over. "Keep him on the edge until I tell you otherwise."
He handed the feather to Brian and Brian looked almost apologetic.
"Bend forward, Tim. I want to feel when you cum."
Oh, wow! He was going to fuck me ... right here ... right now. I moved forward quickly. I wanted him. When he began to enter me, I pushed back, anxious to have him inside me. I'd lost all self-control now. I was overcome by lust. I could feel the stimulation of my balls but the pressure of Michel's dick gave me much more pleasure.
Then Michel took hold of my balls again. I felt another shot of pain go through them. Wow, I thought ... this is going to be difficult.
"Go for it, Brian," he urged. Michel caressed my balls with his hands as he fucked me, while Brian used the feather on the head and shaft of my cock. I felt it was finally going to happen ... I was going to ejaculate. And then I came ... I exploded ... massively ... very hard ... but as the muscles in my balls contracted, my asshole must have done the same. I heard Michel cry out and shoot into me deeply. The mixture of pleasure and pain was overwhelming as my tortured balls contracting again and again. I was hardly aware of when I stopped as my senses were focused entirely on my balls. I know I stopped cumming and felt Michel withdraw his dick from my ass. I also noticed that he was holding me. I then realized tears were running down my face ... from the pain in my balls and the emotion that overcame me from shooting my cum and having Michel's dick inside me.
"You OK, Tim?" he asked.
"Yea ... that was wonderful ... just hold me." And he did.
We stood for some time like that until I stopped crying ... but my body continued to tremble and I let out a few loud sniffles.
"Are you sure you're OK, Tim?"
"Yes, I am, sir. But oh so painful ... my balls really hurt."
"Just let them rest a bit. They'll recover quickly. We might have to make sure you cum one more time before I bring you home, though."
"Thank you, sir"
"For what, Tim?" he asked me.
"That was incredible ... painful but incredible. Did you feel my muscles all spasm together?"
"Oh, definitely. I thought you were going to squeeze my dick completely."
"It brought you over the edge then?" I asked.
"Yea, you did, boy ... you did."
We hugged a bit more, and then Michel let me go.
"Hey! Where are Seph and Brian?" I asked.
"They left when you came; they saw we needed some private time."
"Let's join them," I said. "I think I want to thank them."
"That's up to you, Tim ... but you'd better put your jockstrap back on again."
I did and let out a yell as I pulled it over my balls. They really didn't like it when they were placed back into their cage.
We got up. Walking was painful, very painful. When we arrived at the living room, Seph and Brian were cuddling together. Brian stood up the moment he saw me. He came to me and hugged me. "You OK?" he whispered.
"Yea ... thank you for that, Brian ... that was just great," I whispered back.
"Be careful with your balls for a few hours, though" he told me kindly.
Then I looked at Seph, who was looking strangely at me and Michel. I whispered something into Michel's ear and then I went to Seph. He was sitting on the couch and I knelt in front of him. Out of respect, I looked down and waited for him to give me a sign or until he said something before I would say anything.
He gave me a punch on my shoulder. I looked up to him and said, "Thank you, sir ... thank you for this evening. Thank you for taking us both under your wing and being the guide for our relationship."
I saw the surprised look on his face. He knew I meant what I said, and I saw a tear in his eye.
"No need to thank us, Tim ... it was my ... hmm ... our pleasure. It's not something that I decided upon on my own. Brian agreed, too. Although I'm his master, this is too importantfor one person to decide. As you know, you can model your relationship on ours if you wish ... and we appreciate that ... but we'll discuss things with you so there'll be give and take."
"Thank you, too, Brian," I said sincerely as I looked at him as he sat down beside Seph.
"You're welcome," Brain answered. "May I? " he then asked Seph. "Yea, go ahead," Seph replied.
"There's no need to thank us, guys," Brian now addressed us both, I noticed. "No, let me finish. While you were still downstairs, we discussed this as we both felt the same when we left you, too. We feel that you have honored us twice now ... first, the time in the bar and now, with the great show you put on tonight. The level of intimacy you demonstrated tonight in front of us was incredible. I've never seen that before ... never in such an open manner ... and I think that we've only reached that level of openness once or twice ourselves. So of course we want to help, guide and direct you if we can. But you're giving us an awful lot back, just remember that. I think what we saw tonight was the perfect mix of a slave/master relationship, melded with that of a relationship between two devoted lovers. The way you handed yourself over to him, Tim, was remarkable ... especially as we both knew that this was the first time that you were performing this kind of submission. We were amazed by the amount of pain you took. I know I can manage that, as Seph took it easy on me tonight ... but I learned slowly, over an extended period of time. So I was really impressed by what you achieved. So ... don't thank us ... we thank you. Look upon this evening as a gift from friends. Now, come down ... sit here ... and have a drink."
We enjoyed ourselves for an hour. I felt I needed to go to the bathroom but when I got up and started to walk, my balls were so sore that I automatically grabbed them ... something that the others almost certainly noticed.
"You need to release more, Tim?" Seph asked.
I blushed. "I think that might be a good idea."
"Let me," Michel said as he came over to me. He sank down on his knees.
He took my jockstrap in his hands and then started to play with it. I got hard very quickly. I started to move my hips a bit, moving closer as he pressed his face against the pouch. He licked my dick, then took my jockstrap in his mouth and started sucking. I pushed once then twice and then I felt my balls retracting. I pushed hard against him and I felt my cum start to soak my jockstrap. I can assure you it got very, very wet. Michel looked up to me and smiled. "Feeling better now?"
I just nodded. "But I'd better get to the toilet now," I said.
We stayed another half hour, got dressed and then left. When we got at my place, I knew Michel couldn't stay. My mom probably heard the car, so we wouldn't be able to talk or anything for very long.
"Call you tomorrow ...well, later today, OK?" Michel said.
"Yea," I said with a sigh.
"It'll all be OK; we'll get through it together, Tim."
"I know, and thinking about tonight will help, too. Thank you for a wonderful evening, Michel."
"Oh, you deserved it, every little bit. As Brian said, you did well."
"OK, I'd better get inside. I'll call you after my meeting tomorrow."
I went inside, but no one was there. I crawled into bed and I know I fell asleep very quickly. Oh, I was anxious about tomorrow but I was more relaxed by this evening's experiences.
I didn't wake up for until quite late. It was light and from the position of the sun, I knew it was late in the morning. I stretched and looked at the clock on the nightstand. It said 12.30. I smiled at the memory of what had happened last night. It had been a good evening. I wondered why I'd responded to everything as well as I did. Then it hit me, that it was just 90 minutes until the meeting with my parents. I listened to the sounds of the house, to hear if anything was happening. I think I dozed off for a little bit but then I was awakening suddenly when the door of my bedroom was pushed open.
"It's about time you got your lazy ass out of bed, young man," mother said while walking in.
"You've got about 90 minutes before we expect you downstairs."
"Mom! What are you doing here? I told you I'd be downstairs on time; I set even the alarm."
"Stop complaining. I'm here to collect your laundry if you want it done. I'm sure they'll be smoky from your party last night and I don't want them lying around."
"Oh, well. Get them and then get out so I can get up."
That was it for now, hope you like this one. I just wish you all a good summer and then after It somewhere in august more new stories from Tim and Michel to enjoy. If you want to read other stories which I wrote you can do that at www.timsfunplace.com. You can always let me know what you think, idea's are welcome as well at noway16@hotmail.com.