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The party is on. This story, so simple, the people are not. The HOT party others talk about, just beyond your hearing.
But there are rumors “Attention: tops and bottoms.” El-Lobo announces “This is the banding contest. The rules are as follows. Time limit is 30 minutes. Longest duration wins. Warning at 28 minutes. Beware, anyone going over 30 minutes forfeits his balls, so think carefully. UNDERSTOOD? Bottoms nod all around, as the bands are placed and the clock started. Instantly a chorus, “withdraw” as sam2go, mat, cal, and erin speak simultaneously. Less than 10 seconds have expired. Pcock begins to laugh loudly, as he says, “The superior males.” Jim comments as well. “We know what those boys want.” Both comments result in a roar of laughter, bringing the contest to a temporary halt. The clock continues, tick, tick, tick. LTRCowboy steps forward, bander in hand, “Boys, just because they are out of the contest doesn’t mean that we can’t have some fun” Futop, OneCutr, and cowPOKE agree, each picking up a bander. The clock continues, tick, tick, tick. As cal, mat and erin squirm a bit, the access becomes wider, more inviting. Snap the new bands fall in place. Absolutely silent, sam2go, makes no move. Yah like he is really fooling any one, that grin gives it all away, snap, the clock continues. Tick, tick, tick. Christmas season is over. None the less over in the corner there arose such a clatter. Instantly attention is riveted on the St. Andrews cross and its unexpected occupant Seabird. Nathan to the right of him, Victor to the left of him. George in front of him. They speak as one, Nathan, “TOP he may be”, Victor, “cock he is not”, George, “on display for all to see.” And the clock ticks on. Bottoms gather to see, round red ball sacs below the bands, just a bit of a waddle. Some speak, commenting on the small cock. As a group they know seabird likes the humiliation about his small cock size. The room becomes silent, aaron walks over, gently touches seabirds’ chest. Walking behind, jim hugs seabird, whispers in his ear. For the first time at the party, blackspirit stands full erect, his body language shouting, NO ONE STOP ME, as he begins to loosen seabirds bonds. boundboi giggles at the comments, the laughter infectious. The hood is lifted so even he can see. ‘MAN, it is so small.’ Looking up boundboi sees the face, assured, content. The hood is replaced, but boundboi knows he has seen a real man. ‘A top not measured by his cock.’ Over in the corner, Tom leans back, eyes closed, similes. He earned that respect, now he believes, knows and lives it. That is respect for a man, not what is between his legs. And the clock, tick, tick, tick. boundboi is helpless. ‘All part of it, tied, blind, and kept guessing.’ He could not surrender if he still had anything. ‘So they take knowledge, modesty, sex, fear, innocence, so I have nothing to myself. I don’t care where I’m going, because I’m already there anyway. I submit and know I’ll be taken where I’m going.’ Its play time. LTRCwby places boundboi on his back, leggs wide, feet hi, balls banded. ‘This is likely to be some of my last play like this’ He thinks. ‘Make this good’ Tick, tick, tick, the clock ticks on. LTRCwby speaks so boundboi can hear, “you are mine” Muffled unintelligible sound, struggling at the bonds. LTRCwby has to admit ‘this guy is intriguing, middle aged, fairly fit, not a fem twinks type’ Ron is ‘finding this guy a challenge. Not the outdoors, rugged type. My best knots and still the guy has nearly gotten loose more than once. It’s a fucking challenge, never thought a guy could turn me on that way’ The clock tick, tick, tick. boundboi struggles, the left hand nearly loose. ‘He constantly challenges my control. Makes me earn it.’ Ron places a cuff on the left hand regaining control. Ron looks down, ‘my cock is hard. This guys a fucking turn on.’ boundboi struggles, the right foot nearly loose. LTRCwby tightens the rope to regain control. Places tit clamps. Ron understands a bit about this guy. ‘He likes the bondage, the lack of control, its not the sex he is into. Not the possibility of loosing his balls, that’s just the measure of the challenge.’ Ron has the control, is rock hard, ready. Time for the KY, pump, pump, pump. LRTCwby thinks, ‘is this the last time I use my package? Possible a few more, but soon now,’ Pump, pump, pump, ‘This guy is a turn on, HOT, he struggles. I have control.’ Pump, pump, pump. ‘Up and down my shaft, I see the knife in my mind, slicing it away.’ The clock, tick, tick tick. Pump, pump, pump, ‘If the rest knew what will happen later as this hot cock is separated from my body’ Pump, pump, pump…tick, tick, tick,…Pump, pump, pump. Chat on line before the party. (LTRCwby): can you cut me without anesthetics? (SRun): I have without, but prefer to use minimal lidocane when also cutting cocks there is a limit to how much you can use (LTRCwby): good--is the danger of using too much anesthetic when taking off a cock is that could put the man in a coma? (SRun): not a coma as such, but shock or bad reaction is possible (LTRCwby): isn't there less shock if the person is really into the experience and wants to feel it happening (SRun): like YOU he he he, yes less likely will be shock then (LTRCwby): that transparent huh, this top wants his package done (SRun): here is one problem, if the guy starts getting hard while cut you have lots of blood. (LTRCwby): you see...there is where I see the role of crystal it makes the pain something that the man wants to experience (SRun): Crystal does increase blood pressure, not a good thing. (LTRCwby): do anesthetics cause a hard cock? (SRun): no, the opposite, stop a hard cock. is a must when cutting the cock (LTRCwby): OK--understand now The horn, BRAWHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH, “Two minute warning” Relaxed, boundboi is startled by the warning. He had been so caught up in the action with LTRCwby, the pain of the banding was in the background, a natural high. What must he do now, oh yes he can’t go over, “withdraw”. The field is down now to jim, aaron, kutme, and Pete. Tick, tick, tick Pete is obviously in some distress with the pain, grits his teeth, trickles of sweat run down his face and neck, his balls dark and cold, The ache low in his gut is strong, still he watches jim. Not quite relaxed, jim is also in pain, but leaning back as tho watching a clock in his mind. Speaking quietly, “The superior male.” His balls, hard, dark, cold. Tick, tick, tick Aaron is obviously enjoying the feeling, he is relaxed and going with the flow. His balls, hard, dark, cold. Looking to be the first to break, kutme, is in serious pain, to distract his mind he reaches down and slowly begins to jack. His balls, hard, dark, cold. The balls bounce, bounce, bounce. Pete speaks, “jim admit it I am the superior male.” “Don’t know about you,” aaron says, “I intend to go over, forfeit my balls to Tom, he owns them any way.” Pete, begins to panic, ‘what the fuck am I doing???’ Tick, tick, tick Smiling, jim says nothing. For the first time, just a touch of fear in Pete's eyes, he looks at jim, into jim's eyes. Hypnotic those eyes. Pete relaxes again, it doesn’t matter if he has balls. Slowly jim raises his hand, “withdraw”, Pete, “withdraw”, kutme, “withdraw” aaron, “withdraw” It’s early. Day one of the party. The phone rings, tops huddle around the speakerphone talking. “Hi this is Linda, I wanted to ask you all about coming to the party.” “Hi Linda, this is Bill, we talked on line once or twice, I am surprised you didn’t just come on in, you came a fair distance with him.” “I wasn’t sure I’d fit in. I wanted to talk to you all first.” “This is LTRTop, what do you think happens at parties like this?” “Well lots of boy sex, and” Interrupting Nathan asks “Is that a problem for you, does it make you jealous?” “No it isnt a problem, he came to be castrated, it is what he wants, and I want to share that with him. How can I be jealous, it’s a man thing, doesn’t take anything away from me.” Bill speaks, “If you come in it will be as a top, can you stuff a dildo up a guys ass?” “Yes I can, I feel I want to, I mean, I’m not sure why, it feels right to share that, be part of that, feel it myself.” El-Lobo asks, “why do you feel that way.” “I really don’t know, but it is how I feel.” ”You said he wants to be castrated” seabird asks, “If you have control of his balls. if he wins will you still be able to have him castrated,” “Yes” “This is Tom, the real question is will you have him castrated, and what you expect as a result?” “God you do get to it don’t you Tom. Well, I think I will feel closer to him than I ever have, I will be able to share something he wants so much with him, feel it with him, I don’t know how to say it.” “Will you have him castrated?” “I don’t know, it feels likely but I can’t know until its time to decide, it just feels like I will. Sorry “Don’t be sorry, that’s a true answer.” Tom looks around the room, some of the gay tops are hesitant, others interested in what will happen, no one objects. “Come on over Linda, you are welcome. And hence fourth you will be known as LTRLdy.” ----- It’s time for the cock contest. First in line is sam, sam is soft, sam is sent to the back of the line. dave steps up, hard, and ready, Tom makes the measurement, 8.8” X 5.1” around, total score 44.9. dave grins. Tom reaches up, grabs the balls, squeezes. The grin grows bigger, dave looks down, “take them, I don’t need them.” Pete is next, Pete is hard, hard as hell, Tom makes the measurement, 6.7” X 4.7” around, total score a respectable 31.5. Next is boundboi, LTRCwby, working him hard, the bond of respect between the two growing stronger. Tom makes the measurement, 7.4” X 4.3” around, total score a 31.8. Stepping up is jim, trying not to be hard. Tom looks him in the eye, “nothing less than your best, jim.” Face red, jim understands, “Pete would you get me up.” As he steps aside. blackspirit is obviously embarrassed as he steps up soft. Tom does not send him to the back of the line. Begins to work his cock, while holding behind his balls. Slowly the cock begins to expand, not hard, enough for a measurement. Tom makes the measurement, 4.7” X 2.6” around, total score 12.2. As he stands Tom whispers in blackspirit's ear, “jon I have something for you later.” Once again, jim. “That’s better jim” Tom comments as he takes the measurement. 6.9” X 4.3” for a total of 29.7 Pete grins, obviously feeling good. jim places a big wet smooch on Pete lips. Pete reciprocates, placing both arms around jim, taking him to the corner of the dungeon. And jim knows who is the superior male. ----- Linda has just finished dildo fucking boi-viper. ‘He is totally gay, no question about that. And newly castrated. And yet. He was so gentle with me, let me take my time, explained what feels best and why.’ ‘It was like there is a bond between us,’ one Linda doesn’t yet understand. ‘He did mention jon several times….And boi-viper wants me to learn about fisting later in the party.’ ----- The results of the cock contest are posted. dave total score 44.9 Pete total score 31.5. Jim total score 29. sam Last place, stayed soft cal Last place, stayed soft “Listen up” LTRTop cracks a whip to get attention. “We have the results of the cock contest. We have a tie for last place between, cal, and sam. As the losers in this contest the tops have traded the position of one of each of their balls into more danger.” “Winner is dave, what is your choice?” Without hesitation dave responds, “sam, into danger.” ----- ‘LTRLdy, it does fit, sounds odd but fits’ Linda looks around the room. ‘Out in the center of the room where no one notices, Tom and boi-viper are talking in hushed tones.’ Obviously in agreement they head off with a purpose. Linda notices over on the sling, boundboi and LTRCwby going at it again. ‘There seems to be something going on between those two. It feels like they like each other. I guess Jon would call it respect.’ A touch on her arm, its seabird, leading her across the dungeon. Hand lightly at the small of her back. Jon is on his back, blindfolded, mouth wide, as boi-viper pushes his cock deeper, deeper, the empty space below his cock allowing unbelievably deep penetration. Linda, the LTRLdy feels intensely curious, wondering ‘how does it feel to Jon. He is stretched out, bare to the world for all to see, cock in his mouth he can’t see.’ She shivers a bit, ‘I would be red if someone saw. Jon is quiet, the cock sliding down his throat. Tingly, she feels tingly.’ Tom is at the back door, thrusting deep, Jon’s legs over his shoulders, Tom motions her to be quite, to come over, lips in a circle, Tom points to Jon’s breasts, makes a sucking motion. LTRLdy bends down begins to lick and suck on those tiny breasts. One hand on his belly she feels Jon’s body jerking, shuddering, ‘his body, it never felt so alive. Not even when he was young and fucking me hard, never this alive.’ Her hand starts to work its way down toward Jon’s cock, but Tom stops her. The look in Tom’s eye seems to say Jon can’t live there now, PLEASE don’t hurt him. Her hand moves back up to his belly. ‘His body is shaking like a leaf, she can feel him, his warm chest, his quivering belly, his body is so alive, my god………………..’ Suddenly she finds herself siting in a chair a few feet from Jon. Recent minutes a blur of emotion, feelings, undefined but so fucking real. One of the gay sub/bottoms helped her to the chair, it was like he knew something about her she didn’t know herself. Tom and boi-viper have finished with Jon, the blindfold is removed and he can see she has been watching. His eyes are alive again. Like when he was young his eyes are alive. And it is then she knows. When the time comes she knows what she will do. ----- seabird sits down next to Tom, ”Ive been trying to get you alone for a while now. How the fuck did you do this?” “Do what Keith? I see a lot of people having fun.” Keith’s eyes narrow a bit, “Don’t be coy, you know exactly what I’m talking about.” “Yes I do.” Tom looks straight into Keith’s eyes, “But the thing is, you don’t know what you are asking yet. You see that people are changing, and it’s not just that they are getting castrated. They are changing and growing, and you think I am making that happen.” “Yes and I want you to tell me how you are doing it.” “And that’s the point Keith, if I were it wouldn’t work. Let me ask this, what happened to you on the St. Andrews cross?” “I don’t fucking know. It was like I got hit by a bolt of lightning.” “Yes Keith, I saw the look on your face. What happened?” “They let me go, it felt so good, but I don’t know how you did it.” “Ahh the lies we tell our selves, the most dangerous weapon we own. That lightning bolt was such a lie being destroyed.” Tom sits up straight. “Now what is the lie you are trying to tell yourself about what happened?” “Are you asking me to believe that I made that happen? That I somehow parted the waters like mosses parted the Red Sea.” “Not as dramatic as that. You earned the respect, and it was that respect that released you. Come on lets join the fun, and we have some castrations to do, we can chat more about this later.” End of part 5, continued in part 6, the castrations and more.
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