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Blast from the Past: BRIAN'S SECOND CHANCE (Part Three M/M)

ttgore

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Here's the third and final installment. Enjoy!

:jester:

BRIAN'S SECOND CHANCE

Part Three​

"Here's the deal, Brian," said David as he surveyed his bound and helpless victim. "Usually, I have to cum three or four times during a session like this." He smiled. "But since you're a rookie, I'm going to let you off easy."

Brian trembled in his bonds. This couldn't be happening! It wasn't possible! He wouldn't LET it happen—!

David leaned forward. "Just cum for me, Brian," he whispered. "That's all I ask. Just let yourself go for me—one time."

"No!" Brian yelled. "No! Help! Help! Somebody fucking HELP me!"

"Oh, I'll help, you, Brian." David smiled. "I'll help you to feel something really, REALLY nice."

"I don't WANT you to make me feel nice!" Brian moaned.

David shook his head. "But Brian, you've got no choice. The girls did a really good job of tying you up for me. I mean LOOK at yourself, kneeling there with your arms above your head and your balls in that noose. You're helpless."

Brian tugged frantically at the rope that bound his wrists. But it was an exercise in futility. The rope had been passed over an exposed ceiling pipe and tied at the center point of the sawed-off broom handle to whose ends his ankles were securely bound. Pulling on the rope simply raised either his arms or his feet. And his mobility was even further limited by the length of string looped around his balls and tied to a small hook screwed into the floor.

"Maybe a little tickling will help you to see things my way, Brian." David flashed an evil grin. "Shall we begin?"

Without warning, he raised his arms and dug his fingers into Brian's sides, just below the armpits. "EEEEEE-HEE-HEE-HEE-HEE-EEEEEE-HEE-HEE-HEE!!!" Brian screamed. "HEE-HEE-HIIIEEE-HEE-HEE-EEEEEE-HEE-HEE-HIIIEEE-HEE-HEE!!!" "Wow!" David exclaimed. "You ARE ticklish!" He wiggled his fingers.

"AAH-HAA-HAA-HAA-AAH-HAA-HAA-HAA!!!" Brian screamed. "HAA-HAA-AAH- HAA-AAH-HAA-HAA-HAA-HAA!!!"

"Want me to make you CUM?" David inquired

'NO-HO-OH-HO-OH-HO-HO-HO!!!" Brian answered. 'PLEE-HEE- EEE-HEE-HEE-HEE-HEEESE!!! EEEEEE-HEE! HEE-HEE! HEE-HEE-EEE-HEE-EEE- HEE-HIIIEEE-HEE-HEE!!!"

"Are you SURE?" David asked as his fingers danced up to probe Brian's exposed armpits.

"HAA-HAA-AAH-HAA-AAH-HAA-HAA-AAH-HAA!!!" Brian shrieked, wiggling madly. "OH NO!!! OH-HO! OH-HO-HO-HO-OH-NO-OH-HO-HO-HO!!!"

"Are you POSITIVE?" David asked, returning his attention to Brian's rib cage.

"EEE-HEE-HEE-HEE-HIIIIEEEE!" Brian replied. "HEE-HEE-EEE-HEE-HEE- HEE-EEE-HEE-HEE-HEE!!!"

When David finally paused -- a lifetime later -- Brian's face was red and tear-stained, his bare body was covered with sweat, and his laughter had dwindled to a faint wheeze.

"Well!" David exclaimed brightly, rising from his knees. "You're certainly posing me a challenge here, darling. It looks as though I'm going to have to use more.EXTREME measures. Unless, that is, you're willing to be reasonable."

Brian managed to shake his head and gasp, "No...can't..."

"If that's the way you want it," David agreed. "Hey, let's do your feet next."

He moved to the rear. "Let's see," Brian heard him mutter. "Where to begin? The heels? The arches? Ah, the toes!"

Brian felt a pair of fingers grasp his left big toe. "Tickle, tickle," David whispered, stroking the pad of the toe with a fingernail.

"HAA-HAA-HAA-AAH-HAA-HAA-HAA-AAH-HAA-HAA-HAA-HAA-AAH-HAA!!!" Brian screamed. "IT TICK-HICK-EEE-HEE-HEE-HICK-HICKLES!" "That's the idea," David agreed as he grabbed the next toe.

Brian squealed and squirmed and screeched and struggled for many minutes as his tormenter tickled each one of his wiggling toes. He howled and writhed for many minutes more while David used the point of a toothpick to explore the tender spaces between the toes. He became quite hysterical when David turned his attention to the balls of the feet, scratching them with the toothpick until Brian was sure—no fucking doubt about it—that one minute MORE would drive him right the fuck over the screaming edge of MADNESS—!

But he couldn't make it stop, and there was nothing to do but kneel there, laughing and laughing and LAUGHING while David stroked every horribly ticklish square millimeter of his bare, defenseless FEET—!

Then it stopped. Brian wept with relief.

"Want me to make you cum yet, Brian?" David's voice was throaty with arousal. "Are you ready to let me be NICE to you?"

"Please..." Brian wheezed. "No...more..."

"I'll take that as a yes," David whispered. "Here, let's make you a little bit more comfortable..."

He reached between Brian's thighs and released his balls from the noose. "Better? Good. But you're not READY Brian. How can I make you cum if you're not all HARD for me?"

"Please..." Brian moaned. "I can't...I just...can't..."

"You're just not TRYING darling." David giggled. "But I know what you need. Hang in there with me, Brian. We'll get through this. Trust me."

David got up and walked around to face his victim. "You're almost there, Brian," he said. "I can FEEL it."

He picked up the long, stiff pointed white feather. "This will do the trick."

Brian sobbed. "You CAN’T! "he insisted. "I couldn't STAND any more! Oh, please please PLEASE don't tickle me again! I'll do anything you say! Anything!"

"The spirit is willing," David answered. "But the flesh, Brian, is weak." He glanced down. "Your joystick's not standing up for me yet."

"But I can't HELP it!" Brian wailed.

"I can, though. Trust me." David touched the feather to the bridge of Brian's nose. "It won't be long now."

He moved around to the rear again. "You see, Brian," he said, "even a big, strong, muscular stud like you has at least one VERY sensitive and delicate spot. In your case, considering how ticklish you are, I'm sure it's EXTRA sensitive. Can you guess what spot I mean?"

"Omygod PLEASE!" Brian moaned.

"Mmmmm," David sighed. "They're so EXPOSED, Brian. Just DANGLING there."

Brian's asshole contracted.

"Now what do you suppose would happen, sweetie, if I were to slip this feather in between your thighs and oh-so-gently STROKE those family jewels?" David giggled. "Would you promise me anything then?"

"No!" Brian cried. "Yes! Anything! Anything you WANT! Just please don't TICKLE me there! Oh please not THERE!"

He was still protesting and promising when David dipped the feather down between his straining thighs and oh-so-gently stroked his dangling balls, causing them to sway slightly.

"EEEEEE-HEE-EEEEEE-HEE-HEE-HEE!!!" Brian squealed as the exquisitely unbearable sensation produced by the feather's caress swept through his body. "HEE-HEE-HIIIIEEEE-HEE-HEE!!!"

Brian's skin crawled, causing the dark hairs on his arms and legs to stand up and dance. Every muscle in his body quivered.

David stroked again.

"EEEEEE-HEE-EEEEEE-HEE-EEEEEE-HEE-HIIIEEEE-HEE-HEE!!!" Brian shrieked. Spittle flew from his wide-open mouth. Tears streamed from his eyes. Sweat trickled down his sides. "HEE-HEE!!! EEEEEE-HEE!!! HEE-HEE-EEEEEE-HEE-HEE-HEE!!!"

David stroked again.

"HEE-HEE-HEE-HEE!!! EEEEEE-HEE-HEE-HEE!!! EEEEEE-HEE-HIIIEEE-EEEEEE-HEE-HEE-HEE!!!" Brian screeched. "HEE-HEE-UGH-EEEEEE-HEE-HEE-HEE-UGH-HEE-HIIIEEE-UGH-UGH-UGH!!!"

He was so totally preoccupied with David's excruciating ministrations that he didn't even notice when they had their desired effect. But David did. And he slipped the feather over Brian's now- tight balls to stroke the underside of his stiff and quivering COCK—!

Brian moaned, this time with pleasure. His hips began to move in synch with the back-and-forth motion of the feather. "Yes!" he grunted. "Yes—yes—ohmygod YES—!"

"Didn't I tell you," David breathed. "Didn't I PROMISE?"

"Oh!" Brian gasped. "Oh please don't STOP—!"

But David DID stop -- just long enough to move around to the front and kneel face to face with his victim. "Are we READY?" he whispered, stroking his own rigid shaft with one hand and holding the feather in the other.

Brian made a desperate, throaty sound.

David smiled and began to tease Brian's cock with the feather. After a moment he scooted closer to bring his own joystick into play. Each swirl of the feather was now tormenting both their shafts. With his free hand, David stroked Brian's thigh.

It was disgusting—it was humiliating—Brian HATED it—but somehow that didn't matter and he found himself begging David to make him CUM—and the delicious sensation was building in his balls and David was stroking with his fingers now, faster and faster and HARDER—and Brian put his head back, and wiggled his hips, and started to cum his fucking BRAINS out—!

"Oh Brian YES! I'm going to CUM—!" David cried.

When it was over, David giggled. "We squirted each other," he whispered.

Brian just hung there in his bonds, gasping.

David stood up. "God, that was FANTASTIC he sighed. "Didn't I PROMISE you'd be able to do it?"

"Jesus. . ." Brian moaned. "What the FUCK. . .

"Well," said David. "That was fun! But Adrienne DID say that if you could cum for me, your punishment would be over."

In the house above, a door opened and closed. Brian recognized his wife's voice. Adrienne, Peggy and Kim were back from dinner.

"Guess I'll have to let you go now," David said. There was a tinge of regret in his voice.

"Wait," Brian whispered as David reached out to undo the first knot.

David raised an eyebrow.

"Don't untie me yet," Brian breathed.

The cellar door opened. "Hey, David!" It was Kim. "How's it going down there?"

David hesitated. Then he said, "I'm afraid that Brian's being difficult."

Kim laughed. "Take all the time you need. We'll make sure you're not disturbed."

The cellar door closed.

David picked up the feather. He smiled. "Hey, big guy. Are you ticklish?"
 
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