AUTHOR NOTE: Parts of this storyline and future chapters will crossover with another current story of mine, "Swimming Pools and Sleepovers." I hope you enjoy and keep an open mind about all stories and diverse feral sexuality.
I woke up beautifully to my 18-year-old Twink lover squeezing his entire mouth over my strangled and inverted-negative cock caged swollen red nuts. Aaron had pushed down the Hankey 4XL Hand Butt-Plug base and almost surgically maneuvered his mouth around the testicle dividing hook that was now rubbing against his left cheek as he sucked and licked my balls like a giant Gobstopper (massive rock candy lollipop) with my dripping cage spout running up and down while dripping white cum on his right cheek.
His moans and groans were adorable as he looked up at me while at the same time taking his left hand, twisting and thrusting the butt plug in and out without full release; the pleasure and jerking off on my prostate had me in bliss and rapture.
With his famous devilish grin, he pulled his mouth back and carefully sucked the entire fucking cage face and balls into his jaw-breaking mouth. I was worried about his gorgeous, perfect teeth. Still, after about one minute of him suctioning out my cum-tube, he gingerly and methodically retreated as my nuts and cage bounced free with a line of hot white semen from his mouth and tongue to my cage spout.
He smiled and said, “Good morning, Lover. Garrett, I am so in love with your sweet boy-cum. I wish I could eat it all day and be satisfied with nothing else.”
I laughed and replied, “I am amazed at just how much cum we have both produced and released these last 72 hours. Fuck! It must be litres and litres worth!”
Aaron answered, “Which means we better get up and drink and eat so we can make lots and lots more boy-cum today, Sunday, BDSM Flogging Day!” Dear God, it was almost as if he would regard it as a national statutory holiday. Well, the country would be much happier with that day's celebration and pay, that is for sure!
It was 12:20 PM Sunday (Easter Sunday). We cuddled and kissed for about 20 minutes, deeply and passionately, tasting and sharing my morning cum that he had drained from my cum-tube spout. Finally, and reluctantly breaking to get coffee and food.
We quickly ate and drank litres of water with coffee to make lots of boy-cum as we noted each other’s dripping caged cock. I wanted to flog his butt cheeks and bring him to ejaculate from the anal testicle impacts striking his gaping anus and strangling huge nuts.
At 1 PM, Aaron ran to the bedroom and got all leathered up with me. He was staring at all my impact and pain instruments. Running was funny for both of us still had the massive hand butt plus deep in our rectums and sigmoid.
I asked him gently, “Do you trust me and are you in fear?”
Aaron gazed deep into my eyes and replied, “Of course, I trust you, Garrett. I have always wanted to experience this. I want to feel the pain convert to pleasure until I ejaculate.”
I responded, “OK, cum to the hall, and I will latch you up.” Aaron ran ahead and assumed the x position as I latched his wrists and ankles into the wall hooks, periodically sucking face with him. Still caged, both of us, I grabbed my multi-mixed set of urethral sounds.
Aaron's eyes popped out, and he spoke, “Oh Fuck, Garrett! You can’t shove those up my cock cage tube, can you?”
I answered, “No, but once we hit the 24-hour mark for the cock cage, I will remove it and immediately stuff, one at a time to start anyways; this metal and silicone sounds up your fantastic penis; to your bladder.” A gasp and moan released from Aaron’s mouth, along with a large dollop of white cum from his cock cage tube spout. He was panting incredibly. I admired my instrument display hanging on the closet hooks. The floggers, whips, crops, chains, canes, paddles, and prickly wheels brushed my fingers as I pondered my play, as Aaron drooled and watched. I grabbed the blindfold and covered my love’s eyes.
Aaron whispered, so out of breath from the anxious excitement, “Oh Fuck! Yes, Garrett!” Now he would not know what was cumming to assault him next. I attached my nipple clamps with the connected chain and the first lightweight one. His cage spout brushed my thigh as I felt an incredible semen flow run down my right leg, pooling on my bare feet. I grabbed my largest red and black leather flogger with the more intricate, sharper bits on the ends. I brushed it lightly over Aaron’s things and caged genitals. My first impact would be from the front; my hand rubbed his toned washboard stomach and pulled his blondish darker pubic hair. I backed up about 4 feet and stared at the boy I had been masturbating about for seven months now. His mouth is open as he waits for the first jolts from my tools. With all my strength and power, I let loose very powerfully right on his pubis, striking the cock cage and testicles, causing them to wildly flail with 6 x shaped severe floggings.
“Aaron cried out in great pain and shock, “OOOHHHH ! FFFFFFUUUUCCCCKKK! OOOOOOHHHH OOOOHHHH AAAAHHHHH OOOOOWWWWW OOOOOWWWW” His whimpers settled as I watched the area pink up as his stomach and abdomen spasmed.
I approached and whispered, “Seriously, are you OK?” He turned his head and kissed me wildly.
“Yes! Yes! More, please! Harder and faster! Perfect. I will say yellow if it gets too much!” He spoke. I continued again with a few more dozen floggings as his genitals bounced wildly. A string of cum from the spout to the floor was of a thick continuous flow now. Aaron continued to moan and whimper, biting his lower lips and grinding his teeth as I beat on that same square foot of caged cock and balls. I brush past now to go behind him and match his gorgeous ass cheeks to his pink and welted groin. He can feel my dripping caged cock leak on his leg. He breathed profoundly as I caressed his face, hair, and ear.
I could still not believe it! I stared at his ass cheeks spread apart with the Hankey Hand Butt Plugs still very deep in our anal canals. Striking his ass with the flogger would now produce a great orgasm for him. Fuck he is so fucking beautiful. This is my fantasy cum true. I am so in love with him.
I executed a similar strike routine on his ass. Aaron cried out with pleading commands,
“Harder Garrett on the Butt Plug Base! It is fucking incredible!” Well, the master did as was requested. Aaron continued to arch his back and scream as his lovely buttocks became bright pink with tiny welts. He was so close to a significant ejaculation that I ran and grabbed the giant spanking paddle, which is just a wood-cutting board from Dollarama, and began to spank his ass and the base of the hand but plus as hard as I could, driving it almost entire in him.
In a few minutes, Aaron hollered, “AAAAAAHHhhhhhhh FFFFFFFFFUUUUUCCCCCCKKKKK YYYYYYEEESSSSSSSSS OOOOOOOOGGGGGGGG GGGGGGGGOOOOODDDDDD FFFFFFFFFUUUUCCCCCKKKKKK!” He ejaculated tremendously onto the dark hardwood floor; some whiplike rope torrents nearly seven feet long as I continued to pound and strike; each impact caused a sizeable seminal ejection as he repeated the above arch in extreme rapture and orgasmic bliss. Next, I used the whips and caned much to the same effect, often punching and kicking the plug base to his enormous pleasure.
Before I knew it, it was approaching 3 PM. I adjusted his wrist hooks and placed them into the ceiling hook and chain. I went to my bedroom desk and grabbed our cock cage keys. They are all keyed the same, so I released his faucet-leaking penis first and mine next.
As our erections both returned, I also withdrew our giant hand butt plugs and placed them with the other used dildos all over the place. Aaron’s breathing started slowing as the plug vacated his anal canal and rectum. Many significant eruptions flowed from his now titanium-hard cock.
I went and retrieved the water-based lube and placed a dollop on his glans hole. Next, I coated the 14” metal rosebud urethral sound. It is ¼ inches thick at the broadest bullet shape and about 1.5” long. As soon as I pierced his urethral hole, he went completely nuts with this new sensation.
His broken quiver voice was barely able even to annunciate anything, “AAAAoooooooHHHH YYYYYEEEAAAAHHHH OOOOAAHHHHHAAA OOOOGGGGGAAAAAADDDDAAAAAAHHHHH” Finally I was in about 10.5”. The resistance I now felt confirmed I was at the base of the penis where the urethra curves up into the prostate. I grabbed Aaron’s dripping, perfect rock-hard cock and bent it downward.
I said, “Big breath, my love. You are at the gates of heaven.” He nodded, and I plunged the smooth bullet-shaped rosebud well into his teen prostate. Now, he knew!
“OOOOOOOOOFFFFFFFFFFFUUUUUCCCKKKKKK JJJJJJJJJJJEEEEEEESSSSSSSUUUUSSSSSS GGGGGGGOOOOODDDDDDD FFFFFFFFUUUUCCCCKKKK” I proceeded to masturbate his prostate as I fucked his urethral tunnel thrusting ridiculously fast. I knew he was soon reverse ejaculating into his bladder. He repeated his euphoric babble repeatedly, squirming his twink-boy abs and chest with his laboured, erratic breath. Fuck he was so incredible.
While I still had the metal sound entirely in him, I grabbed the 24” silicone black one that is just 5/16” thicker. There were tones of lube and semen gushing out from around the sound end at his penial opening. Once I had coated the black silicone, I slowly extracted the metal rosebud with my mouth, ready to take his massive squirting load. I got my mouth around his cock just in time as he powerfully squirted several blasts of his boiling white boy-cum all down my throat. It was several ounces of incredible morning dessert, so sweet and smooth. His rapturous screams were deafening.
As soon as the majority of his ejaculations were done, I lightning-fast pulled off and, without any warning to him, inserted the giant black silicone sound the entire length up his penis, driving through his prostate and curling in his bladder. More screams and body twists occurred as I now thrust the sound in and out rapidly for over 3 minutes.
I knew this would open up his entire pipe, and he would now have one of the greatest teen-boy pisses of his whole fucking life, and all of it was going down my throat. There was no way I was going to miss a fucking drop or ml! I did precisely that upon the extraction, wrapping my mouth deeply again, his shaking and pumping penis, drowning my throat in the sweetest boy nectar I have ever had! It was a solid 5-minute piss, close to a full few litres, I was sure.
I released his penis from my vacuum and asked, “What did you think of your introduction to BDSM, Aaron, Lover?”
He answered, “OOOHHH! Fuck Garrett! That was so unexpected and an unbelievable orgasmic pleasure. I know my cock, balls, and ass are red and welted. Please take me to the mirror so I can see.”
I unlatched my boy. We walked hand in hand to the bedroom's 4 x 8 ft mirror. He was head over heels with his welt marks on his ass and his balls equally afflicted. He giggled and said,
“My boy-cunt is hungry again, but can you try one more thing briefly before we fill it with something?”
I said, “Aaron, you never have to phrase it in a question. Tell me what you want; I would also eat your shit, cum, blood, piss and do fucking anything you asked me, no matter how crazy or bizarre; I am so fucking in love with you!”
“I am so in Love with you, Garrett! I was me in the doggie position on the big black leather chair for you to eat my boy-cunt, and then I want you to flow me right on my anal opening and tiny rosebud. Then my cunt needs a big-time filling, please!”
We did precisely that. He got on the chair in doggie position; I parted his so pretty, perfect, twink ass cheeks. I ate his boy-cunt like I had been in the desert for years. He moaned and groaned as more semen was now running. After 15 minutes, he pleaded.
“Garrett! Flog my hole, please.” He insisted. I grabbed the large flogger and stood back transfixed on his gaping anal open sphincters. I hauled off and struct exactly on his starving anus. Aaron cried out in the pain-pleasure mix.
He said, “Again, harder.” Now I flogged as hard as I could six times as his testicles and anus screamed in pain.
He cried again, “Harder, faster!” I was in disbelief, so I did with all my might.
Aaron yelled, “YELLOW!” I ran to him with tears. I was so sorry.
Aaron half giggled and replied, “I did not think you could do that hard, but just somewhere between the previous and that, please, lover.” I tried again. This time, he began to moan and buck and push back. After at least a few dozen strikes directly on his anus and testicle, Aaron hollered,
“I am cumming, just a few more hits! I am cumming! Fuck! YES! OOOOOOOHHHHHH FFFFFFFFUUUCCCKKKK YYYYYYYEEEEESSSSS GGGGGGOOOOODDDDDDDDDD !” His penis unloaded all over the leather chair, sounding like a raid can unleashing its pressurized volume. White boy-cum was everywhere. I stopped my assault and went and ate his gaping tunnel entrance some more, pressing my tongue deep into his prostate. Aaron had collapsed into the chair, covered in his wonderful semen.
After my 15-minute feast, I lifted his body, removed our leather apparel and the clamped nipples, and placed him on the sectional as I proceeded to slurp and eat all his wonderful running boy-cum from the chair and cushions. Then I recalled he wanted his cunt filled again. I went to the bedroom and retrieved the padded neck belt with the ankle cuffs so that a person would be comfortable sling-like. I assisted him, getting it all arranged so that his open gaping boy-cunt was at the edge of the sofa sectional and his ankles were up near his head. The lube pop was right there from the previous night's dildo riding.
I asked, “Are you comfortable, Aaron?”
He answered, “Very Garrett!” He was over the moon, smiling ear to ear; he knew I was going to fist him again to a great orgasm anally. As he was facing me this time, I knew in this profile that his sigmoid and colon curved up to his left side, now my right, so I entered with my right hand in the duck beak position, working my four fingers into his sloppy boy-cunt. Our eyes connected as he moaned and sighed. This time, I would show him what getting into a boy's ballroom was like.
I continued re-lubing my right hand and arm as Aaron continued to moan and groan. He was opening beautifully. Within 5 minutes, I pressed further in the coned hand shape. My hand slid beautifully into Aaron's hungry, starving hole in seconds.
He sighed so incredibly, “Oh God, Garrett. When your hand slips in, it is so heavenly. Fuck me! I can’t believe I can do this. It is so much fucking fun with a boy, especially the one I am so in love with!” I smiled and nodded and proceeded further up his canal. He sighed and groaned as his penis was so erect, pointing to his face; semen flowed all over his stomach and chest.
Soon, my elbow was in him, and I was at the pinnacle of his splenic flexure. I do not think Aaron knew what I was about to do. He started to look a little worried as I took my left hand and applied a tone of coconut oil all over my right bicep to the armpit and shoulder.
I said, “Trust me. I will not hurt you. Now, big breath, relax. Again, a big breath relaxes. Big breath…” I then plowed into him, turning my hand and fist like a right jab heading to the hepatic junction above his liver. My right elbow was now at the curve of his splenic, and my shoulder and armpit hairs were ticking Aaron’s anal ring.
He screamed, “OH FFFFFFUUUUCCCKKKK GGGGGGGOOOODDDD GGGGGAAAARRRRREEEEETTTTT FFFFFFFFUUUCCK!” He started to spray semen like an out-of-control oscillating sprinkler. I quickly leaned forward and covered his 8” + cock, sucking and swallowing all his squirting white steaming boy-cum. I continued my thrust, feeling his heart and lungs so at one with him. He thought this was the ultimate. This time, it was I who was not done. As I continued to thrust and he continued to fill my mouth, my well-lubed left hand started to slip in beside my left armpit; it was a tight squeeze, so I would have to release my mouth from his cock.
I commanded, “Aaron, grab your cock and point it to your face and mouth; open up and eat as much of your cum as you can. I will share later on. I am about to go into you with two hands and knuckle your prostate. You have not seen cum, until you see this now.”
Aaron was barely able to speak. He continued his moaning and oh fucks to god and all yeses imaginable. In a few minutes, I was right on his prostate and vesicle. I pressed and punched against them.
Aaron screamed and hollered incredibly, “OOOOOOOOOHHHHH MMMMMMMYYYYY FFFFFFFUUUCCCKKKIIIINNNGGG GGGGGOOOOOODDDDD HHHHHHHOOOOLLLLLYYYY SSSSSHHHHIIITTTT GGGGGGAAAARRRRREEETTTT, GGGGGOOOOODDD FFFFFFFFFUUUCCCKKKK” He blew and blew and blew. Where he made all this boy-cum from, I do not fucking care. Only about half got in his mouth and throat. His face, cheeks, hair, the back of the chair and past, his stomach and chest were drenched in ounces and ounces of his fabulous load’s boy-cum.
I exited in a few minutes more very slowly and carefully as the last few watery squirts ejected from his purple-raging cock.
Panting and breathless, he stated, “Ok, Garrett. I know I sound like a broken repeat record, but now that was the greatest cum, I have ever had. My cunt is quite sore, though.” I looked, and there was some light pink in the lube still running out of Aaron’s pussy.
I said, “Yes, there is Aaron, but let me grab the 2 FT x 2 FT mirror.” He looked puzzled. I returned and lined it up so he could see his gaping cunt.
I commanded him to bear down and push as hard as he could, like the most incredible shit ever. He did perfectly, and his rosebud opened up more extensively than ever at a full 3.5” wide and out almost an inch. I was euphoric, and so was he.
Aaron said, “Fuck, it is so beautiful. I love watching it pop in and out more immensely than ever.” I left him to play, watch his rosebud, and learn to control it. It was already 6 PM.
I went online and found out that Dr.Mona was working all Easter weekend with her assistant Amanda, as they knew a lot of the college and university or high school Twinks would be fucking like crazy with spring fever. I booked us in for 8 PM.
We pissed and swallowed; showered each other. In the parking garage, I thought Aaron was going to ejaculate in my vehicle. It was a 2025 Toyota Tundra Crew Max Limited in the Blueprint colour.
Aaron said, “Holy Fuck, Garrett, I love it; so fucking perfect.”
I replied, “It is better now, but it was always missing the most important add-on.”
Aaron screwed up his face and said, “Oh, What?
I smiled and answered, “You!” Of course, as always, the Twinks weep at that. He did his belt up but loosened enough to slide right next to me and rubbed my leg the entire way there. Our jeans were stiff and stained when we got down to Dr.Mona’s. I had just seen her a few weeks ago, so she invited me to cum in with Aaron. He was not nervous at all. She did the usual Q&A sex history, and we both got naked.
Mona said, “Aaron, Garrett is a wonderful young man who is healthy and clear. Seeing as you just had a vagina sex attempt once with that Shelley girl and some oral, I am sure you are all clear. We will do a mouth swab, urine, blood work and a semen sample, ok?”
Aaron replied, “Sure, Dr. Mona, whatever you think.”
She asked, “So boys, what all sex have you accomplished?” Aaron and I were both fully erect and lubricating like mad.
Aaron answered, “I do not think there is anything we have not done, but we have done mutually: Oral, anal, rimming, fisting, double fisting and scat fisting, sounding, cum eating, pissing, BDSM flogging and 40 dildos our boy-cunts and painted Garrett’s apartment with our boy-cum!”
I replied, “We have ejaculated litres of semen this long weekend, but he will try.”
Mona said, “OK, Aaron, get up on the table, and Garrett, get your penis in his mouth. I will anally fist him.” We did this as if it were so professional. In a few minutes, I came some down Aaron's throat, causing his cock to squirt a good load on the plate that Mona had set out. Her hand worked his prostate and vesicle, and he squirted tremendously.
She quickly took blood and mouth swabs, and then he incredibly was able to do enough piss.
We sat naked and kissed on her famous red couch. It had likely had a million Twinks asses on it over the years.
She returned after the tests and said, “100% Clear, boys, so Aaron, I will give you all your vaccines and come for boosters in a few months after we text reminder. Here is your Prep & Doxy & antibiotics for scat play. You guys are good to go and cleared for all activity, so enjoy the fisting and sounding and all and keep cumming and eating!” We laughed, dressed and left. We went home and collapsed and slept for a day.
Later the following week. Aaron came out to Shelley. She wanted to remain friends and was glad that their break up was not because she was ugly or sucked in bed…(Don’t they always like to think that eh???) Fuck!
Much later in May, Aaron’s parents returned from their river cruise, and he invited them to his place next door, his dad's condo. When he opened the door, we were there holding hands. He sat them down and told them everything that had happened except the gory sex details. It was excellent; they were very supportive and glad he was out. We all agreed it was ok for Aaron to move in with me, and we would keep an eye on the Condi until his dad decided what to do with it. They discovered that my parents had moved to the USA for work when I was at college. They both had died in a helicopter sightseeing accident about four years ago.
Fast forward several weeks after we continued our crazy wild sex together, blowing more cum than ever, and Aaron was as good as I at performing acts in both top and bottom or Dom and Sub. He was a crazy wild horny cum factory Twink, and he was mine!
It was a Saturday, I think, June 22nd. He had been asking for us to go to The Love Shop on Church to look for the new Hankey Assberge anal egg in the 4XL. It was huge and had a 16-inch circumference, so it widened us out over 5 inches.
We were looking around and placing for shit to purchase on the counter as they had dozens of the same dildos we already had. Two young Twinks walked in, very attractive with a middle-aged lady. When I saw her, I almost shit my pants. It was Dr. Parker, the psychologist, that helped me when Mom and Dad passed.
Suddenly, Aaron makes eye contact with the two boys holding hands. The three of them erupt into euphoria, as it is Evan and Matt, his high-school chums with whom he has not connected for almost a year. (See Related Story, “Swimming Pools and Sleepovers.”)
Aaron runs to them with outstretched arms, hugging them in a three-Twink adorable huddle.
He yelled, “Oh my Fucking God! Evan, Matt! It is so great to see you guys, but what the fuck here…and I see your holding hands…finally!”
Evan asks, “Aaron, who is this totally gorgeous hunk with you?”
Aaron replies, “Well, boys, this is Garrett, My lover. My everything. We are ridiculously in Love with each other. We are both so fucking gay and into the BDSM and all the extreme Fisting and sounding, Scat, Dildos, cock cages, fuck, we do it all boys, and it is a fucking blast!!”
Matt said, “Oh my God! That is so unbelievable, but Evan and I are also. And as all else knew, we are crazy in love.
Evan said, “And Mom is here before she and Dad leave on an almost two-month cruise as she is gifting us thousands in sex toys and will be BDSM training us the next few days before they leave.”
Aaron replies, “Mrs. Parker (Mom), Wow! That is awesome!”
Mrs. Parker replies, “It's Great to see you, Aaron and Garrett. I am so glad you are doing so fantastic.”
The three boys look in shock. I answer, “Yes, Dr. Parker. Guys, it was Dr. Parker who helped me get through the sudden loss of my parents, so you all have a fantastic mother. She also helped me reconcile to my bi-gay sexuality and desire for extreme BDSM.”
Dr. Parker states, “Well, All you boys just have to realize that your bodies are designed to enjoy and orgasm from everything anal…period! And Boys do anal everything sex best with boys!” We chatted, giggled, and brought each other up to speed on our current abilities and equipment.
Aaron said, “God guys, there were so many times when we were drinking that I wanted us to have a Gay Twink Orgy in the Teen Boy Pad! And now here we are all out!”
Evan answered, “Matt and I were fantasizing about you the other night, so now we can make it a reality!”
Dr. Parker replied, “That would be awesome because I know Garret is well-trained in all the anal BDSM arts, so why don’t you two (Aaron & Garret) come over tonight for supper and have a swim. Then you can join us in the Teen-Boy-Pad and help me train Evan and Matt!”
Aaron replied, “Oh, Dr. Parker….Wow, you are so open. It would be great for you guys to live that fantasy that we wished we had done years ago!”
Dr. Parker stated, “Glad to always help boys. The house rule is full nudity once in the door. But I will wear leather shorts during training, and none of you will be having sex with me.” I was smirking. If they only knew it was Dr. Parker in Therapy who trained me in all the Bi & Gay BDSM I now know!
We all helped each other pick dildos, cock cages, sounds & Fuck-Machines and some other BDSM impact stuff and leather gear. This was going to be a great Twink BDSM orgy!
