After a few minutes of winding around the streets they entered a small shop filled with clothes. Nakamura could see all the clothes in the shop were for young men. Nakamura stood at the counter while Isamu picked out several pair of pants and a shirt. The clerk was an older man who kept smiling at Nakamura and it made him nervous. Isamu returned and placed the clothes on the counter.
“Time for you to pay for these,” Isamu said.
“I didn't bring any money with me,” Nakamura quickly replied. “You didn't say anything about needing money.”
“Not with money!” Isamu snapped. “With your ass! The owner wants to fuck you. Get in the back. Drop your pants. And let him fuck you!”
Isamu grabbed a bag to put the clothes in. “Don't take all day! You got ten minutes.”
Nakamura thought it could not get worse but it had. The old clerk jerked his pants down, lubed his cock and rammed it hard into Nakamura's ass. He grabbed Nakamura by the hips and pounded his cock in and out. Nakamura was happy to see that the clerk was finished a few minutes. Nakamura returned out front where Isamu and Suko were waiting.
“The old guy fuck you pretty hard?” Isamu could see he was too humiliated to even talk. “That's OK. I need some new shoes from this other store. This guy just likes his cock sucked,” Isamu laughed. “You can do that under the counter while I'm checking out.”
Nakamura could not believe what he was hearing.
It was a small store but the inventory was high class all fine leather shoes, belts and cases. Isamu shoved Nakamura up to the counter. “You think he'll do?”
The clerk behind the counter smiled at Nakamura, reaching over the counter to feel his nipples under the shirt.
“You suck my balls first! Then you lick my cock! Then you drink all my juice!”
Nakamura was pulled around by the clerk and forced to his knees under the counter. The clerk then dropped his pants and ordered Nakamura to begin. Isamu looked around the shop while Nakamura was servicing the clerk. He picked a pair of shoes, put them in a bag and walked outside to wait. A few minutes later Nakamura came out.
“Did that taste good?”
Nakamura never said a word.
They walked across the street into the park. Isamu gave Nakamura the glass jar again.
“Go drop another load of your sperm in the jar.” Isamu and Suko laughed as Nakamura looked around for a private place. He went off the path, by some large trees then into some bushes. Quickly he reached in his pants, grabbed his cock and began jerking.
Within a few minutes his orgasm arrived and he squirted into the bottle. It was just about this time he noticed two boys standing by a tree watching him. He quickly zipped his pants, ran back to where Isamu was standing and handed him the jar. “I can't do this anymore! Someone saw me this time! It's too dangerous.”
Isamu and Suko laughed out loud. “That's just too bad!”
The following Monday, Nakamura was back at school in the administrative office of the directors. The chairman stared at Nakamura before speaking.
“We have taken all the events into account. Those that were concerning you and Aramaki. They were unfortunate and most inappropriate for our school. However, it came to our attention that you were an object of a prank. Therefore, we are not going to take any action against you or Aramaki.”
It was just as Daiki had said, there would be no punishment because of intervention by Tanaka. Isamu paid Nakamura a visit between classes. “I told you would see back in school Monday. Didn't I?” Nakamura nodded his head.
Isamu laughed. “Put the cock vibrator on today. I wanna have some fun with it later.”
Isamu kept his promise, turning the vibrator on long enough to make Nakamura's cock hard then switching it off. When it was normal again, he switched it back or and made him hard again but switched it off before he could ejaculate. Nakamura had to endure the whole hour of erections induced by Isamu and his vibrator. As he left class, Isamu stopped at Nakamura's desk. My brother Daiki will be waiting for you tonight.
Nakamura always tried to suppress the feelings he had toward Daiki. He found Daiki quite attractive and he knew it was wrong. Now, Nakamura stood there naked a ball gag in his mouth while Daiki worked his magic with the ropes. He tied Nakamura's arms and shoulders behind his back in a sort of harness. Another rope came from the ceiling and attached to the harness, supporting his upper body and holding him steady. Next Daiki tied another rope around Nakamura's ankle and pulled his legs upward. Leaving him stand on one leg.
“Don't worry you won't fall. The ropes will keep you balanced.” Daiki laughed, “I am good at this. I wouldn't make a mistake like that.”
He tied the ankle rope holding the ankle and leg to the other ropes of the harness. Nakamura was completely immobile, slightly bent over he could look at his cock and balls dangling out in the open.
Once secured in this open crotch position, Nakamura was completely vulnerable to anything. Daiki slid his hand up Nakamura's inside thigh, under his heavy testicles and poking his finger at his exposed anus. He made a gently circular motion with his finger. “Have you ever had prostate milking?”
Nakamura unable to answer because of the gag just shook his head no.
“The prostate is a contributor to male orgasm. Seminal fluids collect in the prostate and are released during ejaculation.” Daiki slid his finger into Nakamura's as and rubbed back and forth over the prostate.
“It can be stimulated manually. Prostate milking is a practice of discharging them by means of massage without an orgasm.”
Daiki continued rubbing and pressing against the prostate while his other hand pulled down on the testicles. “Electro-ejaculation is a procedure to stimulate the nerves with an electric probe. They do this on animals to collect sperm samples.”
Nakamura's cock was fully erect now and Daiki could see small droplets of fluid oozing from the open slit slit.
“Here it comes now, “ Daiki smiled, continuing to gently stimulate the prostate with his finger. In the position Nakamura was tied, his was already bent down so he had a perfect view of his genitals. Clear fluid was dribbling out several drops at a time. Then Nakamura saw the sperm slowly ooze its way out. He found it difficult to believe he was ejaculating without an orgasm.
Daiki smiled up at him. “See your semen is rolling out and dribbling down your cock. What a beautiful sight.” He kept it up until there was no more fluid.
Daiki washed his hands and stood in front of Nakamura with a big grin on his face. “You know what comes next? The fun of playing with your cock until you ejaculate again.”
Daiki played with him for some time. Pinching, twisting and pulling his nipples. Rubbing and pinching his glands until they could stand no more. The discharge of semen was almost nothing but an eye drop. The orgasm however, was tremendous. Daiki raked the glans over and over as Nakamura just hung there and quivered.
Nakamura's day at school the next day was rather uneventful. He was surprised that he did not have any trouble from Isamu. It wasn't until that evening after Isamu showed up in Nakamura's room. Isamu stood next to the desk. “Take your pants off!”
Nakamura stood up and dropped his pants.
“Just as I thought. Boxer shorts!” Isamu shouted. “I gave you a pair of pink panties to wear. Why don't you have them on?”
Nakamura replied. “I thought they were to wear for that one time. I didn't know I was suppose to wear them all the time. You didn't say that.”
Isamu grabbed the boxer shorts and yanked them down. “Bend over the desk!” He ordered. “I think it's time your ass had a little red in the cheeks!” Isamu grabbed a nearby yard stick and took aim on Nakamura's bare ass. WHACK! WHACK! WHACK!
The sound echoed through out the class room.
Nakamura felt the pain building in his ass cheeks with each smack from the wooden ruler. Isamu stopped, pushing some papers off the corner of the desk. “Put your cock on the desk. Right now!”
Nakamura pushed tight up to the desk, laying his semi hard cock on the corner of the desk.
WHACK! Isamu snapped the ruler down on his cock. Nakamura bit down on his lower lip. Isamu tossed the ruler on the desk. “Next time I better see you in panties!”
That night Nakamura realized he would be under the thumb of this punk forever unless he did something. Nakamura packed one bag with only the things he really needed. Then he crept out under the cover of darkness heading for the train station. He bought a ticket to a place he never heard of then boarded the train for somewhere he could start over.
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