Kurt’s nervous anxiety was quickly abated when he saw David reappear. In his hands the older man held a leather blindfold, which he attached to Kurt’s head. Sensory deprivation was nothing new to Kurt; he actually felt more comfortable and tranquil without the temporary use of his sight.
What he felt next was new – it seemed as though Master David was rubbing an ordinary toothbrush over and over his nipples. They soon began to ache as the repeated movement of the bristles over his sensitive skin reverberated throughout his entire body. He cock began to harden.
Master David, noticing Kurt’s excited state, soon replaced the repetitive motion with nipple clamps. He tightened them as much as they would allow.
He then picked up an instrument that Mark had yet to use on Kurt, a pinwheel. Primarily used by neurologists to measure stimuli reaction, attached to the metal wheel were numerous spikes. At first David rolled the pinwheel over Kurt’s chest. He then moved downward, paying particular attention to the younger man’s inner thighs. Depending on how hard Master David would depress the pinwheel, Kurt felt mild stimulation to an uncontrollable urge to bolt. The nether areas of his scrotum were particularly sensitive. The reactions Kurt felt were much different than the dreaded clothespins that Mark used on him.
David decided that Kurt’s system could take no more infliction. He needed to work on another area of the boy’s body before the main event. “I’m going to release you now young man. Follow me over to the bench.” After unlocking the restraining devices that bound Kurt’s legs, he paused for a few minutes, playing with the exposed butt plug. He then removed the nipple clamps. Kurt could only moan, his nipples throbbing in pain. Finally, he removed the restraints from Kurt’s wrists.
Kurt had only a brief moment to collect himself. Here he was a submissive boytoy for his Master’s friend, being led over to the bench. After motioning Kurt to lie down on his stomach, he quickly restrained Kurt’s wrists and ankles.
Kurt’s ass was wide open; the plug prominently displayed.
The bench seat seemed smaller in length than Mark’s. He soon knew why as David’s suddenly appeared in front of his face. “Mark has told me you’re becoming quite good at sucking cock. I, of course, need to verify his observation.” Making sure Kurt could see what he was doing David removed his leather briefs. His massive cock sprung forward, erect and throbbing.
Master David rubbed his hard cock all around Kurt’s face. He then cupped the underside of the prone boy’s head and let his cock rest in front of Kurt’s mouth. Kurt knew what was expected of him and opened his mouth. David’s smell was intoxicating. The leather essence engulfed Kurt’s periphery.
Kurt started to use his mouth and throat on Master David’s hard cock. He licked around the head, trying to suck out the pre-cum. Master David could only smile to the boy’s attentiveness. He then licked the underside of the throbbing head. After working his way downward, he sucked on each individual ball sac. He alternated between the two of them, lightly biting on the gonads encased within.
Kurt then moved back to the cock head and started to suck in earnest. Master David grabbed Kurt’s head and thrust hard onto Kurt’s mouth. He controlled how much of his manhood went down Kurt’s throat.
As Kurt proceed to give Master David the attention he warranted, Mark proceeded to pick up a nearby leather paddle and started to lightly strike his boy. Alternating between both cheeks and the plug, he gradually started increase the amount of force per blow. Very soon, Kurt’s buttocks became quite red from the hard spanking. The younger man’s attention, however, was still drawn to the task at hand.
Kurt soon felt the older man become rigid. Waves of hot cum soon cascaded down his throat. He swallowed the salty yet discernibly different tasting seed of his master’s friend.
Master David kept his shrinking cock in the younger man’s mouth. Kurt continued to suck the remnants of the sperm, nursing what remained.
David removed himself from Kurt’s periphery. He soon saw the familiar cock of his Master in front of him.
“You’re doing very well boy. You must be thirsty. Now I want you to drink up.” With no other warning, Mark’s placed his cock in Kurt’s mouth and let loose a stream of hot piss. Kurt gagged; it was too much, too soon. He let a little dribble out of his mouth. Heretofore, water sports weren’t an area they had explored with each other. As he was concentrating hard to swallow most of it, Mark said” You better swallow it all boy. You don’t want to disappoint me know do you boy?”
What should come next? What will Kurt do? What could they do with the table?