Hope you enjoy yourself. Beside in the athletics deparment of nifty this story should be put into the authorean one as well. But as Tom is a well known story name in there I changed the name of the story for that purpose into Tom discovers. If you want to read more of my own gay erotic writings go to www.timsfunplace.com. You can always send me a message on noway16@hotmail.com. Love to hear what you think and will write back to you as well.
The next morning after I had my shower I took the yellow brief off the bed and it looked horrible with all those lighter spots around my crotch. Well, that couldn't be seen, but the smell of sperm was there and with my zipper closed nobody would notice it I guess. Only the toilet where I would need to open up my zipper. I just had to hope that there was nobody around.
I left for work and everything went ok. In the toilet area I was alone all the time and that was good as I still could smell the scent of sperm when I opened up my zipper. Maybe I just imagined it but maybe not.
Nothing happened so when I got home I got myself undressed and put the computer on. Normally I go straight to making dinner so I did the same tonight. After about 15 minutes the phone rang.
"This is Tom."
"Listen, if you are preparing dinner, stop that right now. From now on when you come home in the evening you first read your e-mail. Got that?
`Yes, Master Flip."
"Good! And make sure you keep in sight of the cam as much as you can. We will call later".
With that the connection was terminated. I walked to the computer and opened my mailbox.
Dear Slut,
You still have one punishment left from last night. We have thought carefully about that. It has to be something that will make you never forget again to undress yourself when you get home.
So do the following thing. We just put an envelope in your mailbox. Go and pick this up in your underwear. The content will tell you what to do. You have to be ready in 20 minutes just as the letter describes. If you have not done this within 20 minutes it will lead to a much more severe punishment.
Go now:
I ended the e-mail and looked around. Shit! It was just after 6 pm. A time a lot of people were walking in and out of the building. I had no idea if Eric or Flip would be watching this from some spot, so I knew I had to walk downstairs in my yellow brief. I didn't want more punishment.
I opened the door. I thought about it and decided to go by stairs. That was the best way to make sure that I wouldn't run into someone unexpectedly. My dick had thoughts of his own and started to get hard again.
I listened before stepping out of the door. It was silent so I quickly walked past the kitchen window of the neighbours and downstairs. I reached the lower level without running into anyone.
There was no one in the hall. I opened the mailbox and just at the moment I got the envelope out of it I heard the bell from the lift. I turned around so that I could make it to the stairs but at the same time the doors of the lift opened and there was a man of around 30 years standing. He looked kind of curious at me but didn't say anything or move. That took probably too long as the door of the lift closed again. Probably some one upstairs needed it. Happy for this little intervention I ran for the stairs and started to walk up. I heard the sound of the bell again. I didn't hear anyone coming behind me so a bit slower I did the few last stairs to my level. I started to feel the tension go away. It was not good to be standing there in just this little dirty yellow brief. But I hadn't recognised the man in the hall, so I hope he hadn't known me either.
Without being seen I reached my own apartment. I was relieved, so slowly my attention moved to the envelope. What would be in it? I quickly started to open it as I had only 15 minutes.
In the envelope were a letter and some sunglasses. Special sunglasses as on the inner side there was some black paper. The note said:
Dear Tom You are going to sit on the couch in a moment dressed in your yellow brief. The door of the apartment should be open. The sunglasses will be on your nose. On the table in front of you, you have to put a plate, knife and fork. What ever will happen you will stay on the couch and you are not allowed to take off your sunglasses. Whatever question is asked you have to answer. Beside the plate you will put 10 euro.
We have arranged that a pizza will be delivered. The sunglasses will make them think you are blind. When the bell rings you will call that he can come in. You will ask if he can take the pizza out of the box and put it on the plate. The 10-euro is for him, to pay for the pizza and as tip.
Further, you are not allowed to say anything except answer questions when asked. You should make sure the cam is on and keep your dick as hard as possible, but we don't think you will have a problem with that. Don't forget we are watching.
I watched the time and saw that if the delivery would be on time I still had about 10 minutes. I walked into the kitchen to get a plate, fork and knife. I also took 10 euro out of my wallet. Was I really going to do this? I shook a bit when I walked to the front door to open it. Just making sure I was ready I walked to the couch, sat down and tried to put my dick in such a way that it wouldn't be too obvious or at least less obvious. I put on the sunglasses. It was dark now. They were very tight to the face kind of glasses so I couldn't see anything. I would not even see who delivered the pizza. My god, then what? He would know me, but I wouldn't know who he was.
I waited patiently, well patiently might not be the right word for it. I was nervous as hell. I felt my legs shaking a bit so it was good that I didn't need to stand up. I could barely keep the tension. But my dick was hard and stiff.
It felt like I sat there for hours. Every sound I heard from the outside I noticed while I was waiting for the doorbell to sound.
My underwear would show exactly what I had been doing in it. Several sperm spots were quite visible. How would the delivery guy respond to that? Would he run away or take advantage of it? Would he call the police? I had no idea but I knew I could trust my Masters. Maybe they just had arranged someone like yesterday. Yea that must be the case. They wouldn't want me to get in any trouble.
That idea got me a bit more confident and less shaky, until the moment the doorbell rang. Shit! This was it. I took a deep breath before shouting. "Come on in the door is open".
I heard that the door was pushed open further and some one walked into the hall. After that it was silent. Shit!' I thought now what?'
"Could you please put the pizza on the plate? That would be very helpful".
It stayed silent. I had the urge to take off the glasses. But it could be that either Flip or Eric was just standing there. It stayed silent and I knew there was nothing more I could say, only answer questions. I decided to repeat the same sentence again.
"Could you please put the pizza on the plate? I am blind so that would be a great help. The money beside the plate is for the pizza and the tip".
It stayed silent. Damn! Was he still there? Then suddenly I heard feet move very close by. So he was and looking at me probably, sitting in my dirty yellow briefs with yea a very very hard dick. So now what? I waited until ...
Hope you enjoy yourself. Beside in the athletics deparment of nifty this story should be put into the authorean one as well. But as Tom is a well known story name in there I changed the name of the story for that purpose into Tom discovers. If you want to read more of my own gay erotic writings go to www.timsfunplace.com. You can always send me a message on noway16@hotmail.com. Love to hear what you think and will write back to you as well.