Straight Boy Cum Control Steve : Parts 14

Joelle just giggled and said "oh Steve...you are too much. Let me dry you
off and get you ready..."

She got a towel and toweled the sweat, saliva and cum off the boy, gently.
He moaned in satisfaction. It was a wonderful climax - he couldn't believe
it. And Todd's girlfriend - a foxy girl like her DID this to him - to a
kid! That boosted Steve's ego and he hoped it could be arranged to happen
again.

Joelle released the restraints, and Steve got up very slowly while Joelle
stared at the tired, exhausted boy. She was dressed- though in a skimpy
outfit that showed off her huge breasts - Steve got excited just looking at
her again (at and the "memory" that she and her "girl" friends did this to
him. His limp dick grew slightly hard seeing her - and remembering how
"she" and the "other girls" serviced his body. He wanted to fuck her - and
even thought briefly of asking her, but was to scared. He was in heaven -
and confused. Before this he thought it was the guy's job to pleasure a
girl - and it was a lot of work. He always felt guilty "laying back" while
a girl gave hima blow job - and even then it never lasted long (the girl
would soon tire),and he felt compelled to service her. This time - it was
HE who was the object of not one - but 4 other girls' lust and affection.
He just lied there while his entire body literally was licked, jerked or
tongued to the biggest orgasm he ever had. As much as he liked fucking - he
realized he liked being serviced even more now.

He sat on the table for a second, totally naked. Joelle noticed the boy's
flat stomach and his now limp but full cock and balls. Steve was a gorgeous
young man and found herself staring at the boy. He suddenly grew very
embarrassed at being naked in front of Joelle, covering himself quickly with
the towel, then jumping off the table and looking for his underwear. It was
gone.

Joelle reminded him "oh...well, we had to throw it out because it got ripped
and torn. Sorry about that Steve....you didn't want it did you? One of the
girls wanted to keep it as a reminder of...of you...."

Steve blushed a bright red, with a towel hanging from his slim muscled body.
He couldn't believe a person would want his used underwear, but felt sort
of flattered and sexy that someone - a girl - did. He didn't know what to
say, so he ignored it and then looked almost in a panic for his pants. He
found it on the floor - where he left it, looked at Joelle, hoping she would
turn away and let him dress in privacy. She just kept staring, smiling.
Steve sighed, grinned a boyish grin, dropping the towel and quickly put on
his pants (his dick was now completely limp - but a respectable size, but
Steve was always shy about his private parts, even among other guys). He
zipped up, look for his t-shirt and saw it was gone too. Joelle nodded
"yeah - ripped completely! Sorry."

He didn't want to ask if another of the "girls" wanted it (one of the guys
did take it, sniffing the armpits of the sweaty t-shirt). He saw his cotton
button shirt, and picked up, putting it on, realizing now how wrinkled it
was. Joelle just stared at the handsome boy - and couldn't believe how
handsome, how cute he looked just in pants, stripped to the waist, his pants
hanging low. What a body!

He smiled shyly, trying to make small talk, buttoning the shirt, putting on
his socks and shoes, and then awkwardly said goodbye. He didn't know if he
should kiss Joelle, but realized that would be wrong - after all she WAS
Todd's "girlfriend". It was bad enough that she and her friends had sex
with him - but no one needed to know that. Maybe she did that with every
client, but Steve didn't think so.

Joelle looked at Steve and said quietly "You are one handsome guy. I -we
don't do this to everyone - actually never before. Its just you.....so keep
it a secret. Who knows? Maybe something will happen again.....Take care
Steve..."

He looked back at her open mouthed and blushed. Was it possible it was just
HIM. He knew he was goodlooking - but didn't realize how goodlooking or
sexy he was to other people. But now here was a gorgeous woman - who did
professional massages (or so he thought) and her friends who also were in
that business, and they lost control and had sex with HIM. He couldn't
believe it!!!! And some of them even wanted his soiled dirty underwear!
God, that was repulsive and exciting to him at the same time. These "girls"
liked him that much. He couldn't wait for this to happen again.

KIDNAPPING STEVE AND MAKING HIM PAY

Stevewas extremely happy after the experience of a "sensual massage" by all
those "girls". He couldn't believe how many times he came or the intensity
of the experience (he actually only came once, but after two and half hours,
his body was brought to a series of mini orgasms almost before exploding
into a huge climax). Though he was high and in a daze then - he wasn't in a
drunken stupor and remembered it all. He never had a sexual experience (at
least he could remember) as intense or fulfilling as that. His young dick
stiffened alittle when he thought about it and he realized, despite cumming
several times, that he would have to jerk off when he got to Eric and his
brother's house. He almost involuntarily grabbed at his crotch through his
pants, adjusting it slightly now that it grew uncomfortably within the
confines of his pants (his underwear was ripped off him during the
"massage", so his dick and balls were flopping around within his baggy
pants. He grew alittle embarrassed because the front of his pants tented
noticeably.

He decided to walk back to Eric and his brother's place rather than Eric
pick him up. It turned out Eric was going to be detained (that was part of
the plan) and their place was only two miles away. He wanted to walk anyway
- even though he was worn out from the "sensual massage" session. Steve
wondered if Todd would ever find out how his "girlfriend" Joelle and her
"girlfriends" played with him sexually. On reflection he realized that
Todd would be pissed if he knew. But how would he know? It was just Joelle
and her friends and him. Steve somehow wanted to go back again later - he
wanted to experience being made to cum by so many girls. He wasn't sure if
Joelle would do it again - but he made a mental note to ask Eric to somehow
make arrangements again - maybe she would do it. It couldn't hurt.

As Steve jogged and walked home, he also thought about what going out that
night and what to wear when he went out to the club tonight with Eric to
pick up some girls maybe. He jogged the last several yards to his brother's
place, his body sweaty now (it was hot) realizing he was smelling alittle
rank and would make a quick dash for the shower. He wore his wrinkled
cotton button shirt, though it was out of his pants, not even buttoned
correctly and damp with sweat from the summer sun. Having sex all day
really worked up a sweat - his body tingled again all over at remembering
how almost every place and orifice of his youthful body was licked or
touched. His dick stiffened again at the memory. He quickly sniffed one
of his armpits and was repulsed by the sweaty odor.

"God...I need to shower" Steve thought. He knew his crotch was rank from
the sweat and from the cum and being licked and sucked so many times. Steve
hated smelling and was a clean freak, so he was relieved that finally, after
2miles, he was at his brother (and Eric's) house. He jingled for his keys
in his pocket and fished them out quickly, opening the door. He knew no one
was home - Eric was going to be at the university studying (or so he
believed) and his brother was still away for another week or two. That was
good for Steve since he wanted a long hot shower and a jerk off session.
Closing the door (the house was door with the shades drawn) he heard a
footstep behind him. Startled, Steve turned his head and was about to shout
when suddenly everything went black. He yelled "Whaaaaaa??????" One of
five guys dropped a heavy black hood over the struggling boy's head. His
muscled sweaty arms were grabbed by two other guys while the third put on
handcuffs. His legs were strapped together quickly by duct tape. It
happened so quickly that Steve was almost too startled to resist or yell out
any protests. He was completely stunned and scared. In a few seconds the
handsome 19 year youth was hooded, and totally restrained. He was pushed
down to the floor, stomach down. He was scared, no knowing what these guys
wanted - though he assumed it was a robbery.
The five guys said nothing while Steve laid there, breathing heavily, before
he said quietly in a pleading voice "hey man...please....I don't got no
money....please....just leave...."

Suddenly one of the voices he heard - Todd- yelled at Steve to "shut the
fuck up pretty boy". He was then told that he would "pay for fucking my
girlfriend in my house".

Steve was stunned. He tried to explain "man...I didn't know...I...she...she
came on to me man.,...I....didn't....it was a massage man...nothin
happened...nothin...I....."

Todd kicked the boy (though not hard) to shut him up. Steve yelled
"Shit!!!!!"

"Shut the fuck up. I KNOW what happened." Todd yelled back (pretending to
be angry).

Struggling and shouting, he was taken into the kitchen and into the attached
garage and dumped into Todd's large old Ford van. While on the empty van
padded floor, Steve tried desperately to break free, held down by several
pairs of hands. One hand grabbed his balls through his khaki pants, while
Steve screamed (it wasn't a hard grab, but Steve never had his balls grabbed
or hurt before). Another punched him in the stomach, while he gasped
(again not too hard - but hard enough to give the boy the message to stop
resisting).

He still wore his baggy khakis, white socks and Nikes. His cotton button
shirt was ripped. With the hood still on, and his arms cuffed behind him -
his legs held down by three pair of hands, he stopped struggling, realizing
it was useless. He gasped and begged for them to stop.

Steve was in a panic. Was that Todd? How did he find out? Who were the
other guys? How many - it seemed like at least four guys but he wasn't sure.
What would they do to him? He still tried to break free again, but it was
useless. He was tightly cuffed and held down, while he sensed now the van
was pulling out of the garage and driving away - somewhere. He was scared,
sweaty - his dick shriveled and limp.

He felt someone grab his crotch again, finding his loose balls, and
grabbing, making Steve yell in a flash of pain (it wasn't really a hard
grab, but Steve never had any cock or ball torture done to him).

"You fucked with my girlfriend dude, and you are going to pay
motherfucker...." Todd yelled (pretending he was enraged).

Steve, scared, tried to reason with Todd and the other guys pleading
"Guys...hey...I didn't know...man...please....it was a massage...man...and
other girls...not Joelle....she came on to me man.....I didn't
know.......I''m sorry..."

"Fuck you!!!!! You WILL be sorry!!!" Todd yelled back in his best acting
voice. The other guys including Todd were getting turned on by this staged
kidnapping - and seeing how scared Steve was - and seeing how sexy he looked
cuffed and restrained. His young muscled body, smelling of boysweat, was
taut and ready to be assaulted.

The van reached Todd's house (just two miles away) - theplace Steve left
only about an hour before. They parked the van in the garage, and then
carried the struggling youth into the side door, into the kitchen, and
upstairs in the attic - converted into a play room. It had bare ceiling and
wood beams across and posts. They dumped the struggling boy - pleading, now
cursing alittle. Five guys held him tight while one of them punched him in
the stomach unexpectedly to throw him off guard while another then uncuffed
him while he doubled over yelling "OH....Fuuuuuu". Steve coughed and before
he knew it, his arms were stretched and fastened into some hanging
restraints from the ceiling beams, his legs were then stretched and tied to
two posts - about twelve feet apart. He was spread-eagled standing, trying
to catch his breath, panting heavily, gasping "Oh god....."

His cotton shirt was ripped, the front hanging open, almost all his buttons
torn off, revealing his tanned muscled sweaty smooth chest and pecs, his
flat, taut stomach and winking deep navel and the trail of blondish brown
hair that disappeared into his low hanging pants. One of the guys grabbed
the shirt and ripped it completely open, while Steve yelled, still hooded.

Two fans were blowing in the attic, but it was hot - and the ordeal and
struggle made Steve even hotter, sweating even more.

"Guys...man....Todd....I'm...I'm...sorry. I...didn't do anything...I didn't
know man....please...." Steve pleaded, then trying to act brave,
"man....fuck....this...has gone far enough, okay??? This is fuckin
crazy!!!!! Let me go!!! NOW!!!!"

Todd responded by slapping hard, the boy's tight stomach 20 times, leaving a
imprint on the boy's tanned 6 pack abs. Steve yelled and buckled and
screamed "FUCK!!!!! FUCK!!!!God....I am sorry!!!!! Please!!!"

He struggled and tried to break free from the restraints - but it was
impossible. He felt the other guys - four of them plus Todd close to him
and that made him even more scared. What were they planning - the last
thing Steve thought was something sexual. He thought they would just beat
him up alittle.

"Well, you will be sorry when we are finished with you Steve...." Todd
replied trying to sound harsh, acting out the "plan". "However because you
are a friend of Eric's, we will give you a choice in punishment. You gotta
pay and I don't give a fuck if you say you didn't know. Fuck you!!!!!! Now
the choice is: we whip you 300 times with a belt or tickle torture and milk
your sorry ass for three hours. Decide!!!!!"

Steve had no clue what tickle torture was or even "milking". He was still
stunned at what was happening to him and could not believe they were doing
this to him. He had no idea what "tickle torture" was - but he knew he WAS
terribly ticklish - and he was absolutely terrified of being tickled.

"MY god...guys....wait....look..." Steve tried pleading.

Todd motioned to all the guys, and yelled "too late fucker, we are going to
whip you until you decide."