A Wizard's Succession 3

Chapter 3: The Denial

‘What a BLAST!’ Dante said, smiling at Dan. ‘Man, I’ll never forget this!’ Dan smiled while Hiro’s face masks his pain after being forced to be sucked off. ‘Well, I gotta get going. HELL OF A party!’

Dante left the shed, while the two remaining guests began to rub their hands together in anticipation. ‘What do we do now?’ Ned asked, ‘I guess we’ve milked him already.’ Lex shook his head in disapproval. ‘Check his balls. They’re still heavy – looking. Bet it’s full of cum.’ He looked around the shed for anything worth useful for the second milking. ‘There they are …’ he cooed, ‘Dan, are these fixed?’

‘Maybe. Why?’ Dan asked, dumbstruck.

‘This is gonna be so much fun than I ever thought. Too bad Dante’s gone. With these, we’ll be milking him like a bull!’ Lex replied happily, showing off the tool he found, ‘I just need to make a few alterations. Good thing I know a few about mechanics …’

From the darkness of an orgasm-induced dream, Hiro Amano was shocked to reality by a bucket of ice-water to the face. Disoriented, he let out a shout and heard laughter. His eyes struggled to adjust to the surroundings. He tried to wipe the water from his face, only to discover his wrists tightly bound to a spreader bar.

‘Wake up, sleepyhead’, Dan’s voice mocked.

‘What's happening to me...? Who are you ...?’ Hiro pleaded. Then realizing he was losing his cool, he snarled, ‘Answer me, motherfucker!!’

‘Temper, temper …’ Dan’s voice admonished, ‘I promise you we aren't mother fuckers ... but we have no problem fucking bears like you.’ A shiver ran down Hiro's spine. He'd fought his way out of tough situations, but there didn't seem much hope for escape here. ‘Look man, I'll give you anything you want ... if you want some time with me, I’ll do it! Just let me go!’ He was literally blabbering, his instinct whenever fear gripped his soul.

‘Yes, you will give us ANYTHING we want ... we want to spend time with you and you WILL give us what we want … again and again, Hiro. In fact, you're going to be used like a piece of meat. Just a hot body and a handsome face to abuse. A cock to be milked. A set of balls to be emptied. You will beg us for the pleasure of release. And you will THANK US when we have granted it to you.’

Are they CRAZY? He thought hard, cursing all the way. Hiro tested the restraints with force -- without success -- and the shed echoed with laughter. The rednecked asian rigger's hairy body glistened with sweat from both the exertion and the heat of the room -- it had to be nearly 80 degrees. ‘Sorry the room is so warm Hiro, but we had to get you to sweat ... open up your pores ... so that perfect body of yours could absorb the paste,’ Ned mused.

In the fuzziness of his memory, Hiro remembered he felt two pairs of hands anointing his body with the powerful aphrodisiac -- smearing the mixture onto his cockhead, brushing it in teasing feather-strokes with a feather onto his hairy balls, finger-fucking it into the virgin-chasm of his unused ass, and pinching something onto the tips of his super-sensitive nipples. He had no idea how long he'd been asleep, but Hiro knew that time and the heat of the room were having their desired effect. His nipples ached to be touched. His ass was on fire, the slightest breeze against his balls made them bounce in his sac, and his proud cock stood on its full attention, all eight inches of pure, rock hard Asian glory.

‘You seem a little HARD up, Hiro. It looks like you need some ... help ...’

‘Shut up,’ he seethed.

There was a snicker of approval from the three. ‘Oh yes, your audience agrees that you are quite fine. Nonetheless, your cock seems to need some attention,’ Dan mocked. Hiro's cock was indeed throbbing noticeably, a pearly string of precum oozing from the slit. The more he tried to stop thinking about it, the more his cock pulsed with life. Hiro's face flushed with shame. ‘Prepare his chest,’ the voice called out. The thugs each traced a palm over Hiro's firm, round pecs. As if in trained unison, each hand splayed its fingers so that only the thumb traced slow, teasing circles around the thick pencil-eraser points of Hiro's nipples. When they were stiff as diamond points, the men dipped the tips of their fingers into a bowl containing a gelatinous red substance. Each then began to massage the viscous substance onto each sensitive tit-head. Hiro felt his nipples grow warmer as they seemed to get even more sensitive. The men were gently pinching each point and the bound rigger had no choice but to submit to their manipulation.

‘Fuck man …’ he begged his captors, ‘please ... stop ...’ His mind still fuzzy, he remembered what Dan mocked about. Dan lied that a blowjob is all it takes. He began to worry about himself, as well with Aira and the kids. ‘You don't REALLY want us to stop, right?’ Ned mused, as he and Dan began to give their full attention to Hiro. Each teasing motion brought Hiro to his toes, gnashing his teeth, trying to suppress the moan of approval of a roaring ‘YES!’ in his mind, while his moral clashed with a resounding ‘NO!’ But each circling motion caused him to doubt his feelings. He wildly looked to the left and to the right, yet he still couldn’t see a damn thing although he’s not wearing a blindfold. Sweating too much has left Hiro feeling tired faster and his muscles more pliable. Dan finally spoke up after a full thirty minutes of manipulation. ‘Lex, are you done?’

‘Yeah! Get this damned device here! I’ll get something from the pickup.’

Hiro tried to think of something that would keep him from moaning. His prayer was briefly answered when both hands were removed. He was gasping hard, spit dribbling from the corners of his lips. His short, unkempt hair gave an appearance of himself like he came out from a bath. His vision was still blurry but at least he could see again. Dan and Ned returned a little while later, and the shed was filled with a sound of two carts wheeling around the dried hay – covered floor. ‘I think now’s the time to test these …’ Ned said, holding two cables with suction cups, but Dan held him down and touched Hiro’s shoulder. In an instant, Hiro once again went blind, enraging him further. ‘Let’s save it for tomorrow,’ he winked. Dan sighed in relief, for he knew Hiro never saw the carts. Hiro groaned once more as Ned serviced his body. His tongue began to explore Hiro’s hairy chest and torso, laving the sexy scar that ran just beside his navel that went down his crotch. ‘FUUUUUUUUUUUCK!!’ Hiro groaned, his hips bucking uncontrollably as his brain began to recognize the familiar pulses.

‘P-p-p-please …’ he begged, ‘Dan, p-p-please …’

‘What is it?’

‘I’m so fucking tired … please l-l-let … let me rest …’ Dan thought long and hard. Excessive stimulation may render Hiro awake the entire evening. ‘On one condition.’

Hiro’s heart skipped a beat. ‘ANYTHING!’ Dan relished, ‘Just cum for us three more times.’ At that instant, Dan licked Hiro’s right nipple. ‘NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!’ he grunted, ‘I CAN’T DO IT!! PLEEEEEAAAAASE!!!’ His cock began to bob up and down, growing even harder, the vein that stuck out on his meat’s underside pounding. He was on the verge of tears, his mind torn to pieces. Pain, pleasure, lust, and fear began to intertwine. He now couldn’t tell which is which. The simultaneous attack on his hypersensitive nipple and on his ticklish, hairy midsection made Hiro rattle the shackles in a fit of fury – laced lust, driving him even lower to man’s basest instinct. Every stroke of their tongues made Hiro climb at the verge, and just about he was to release his second load of the night, they stopped.

‘NOOOOOOO!!’ Hiro growled, once again his desire of shooting his seed shattered. Dan gripped Hiro’s neck and his lips found Hiro’s and kissed him deeply and wetly and he felt the lad's small tongue probe into him. Kissing was extremely daring, almost painfully personal, even violative, but Hiro could not resist the stabbing of quick hot pleasure that the illicit contact gave him, even against his will. His member surged once again against his will, and now points straight upward his navel. Now the boy's lips were on their way to his ear, his hands still moving on his chest. Ned joined Dan’s assault, driving Hiro insane from their worshipping. Hiro had no choice but to once again give in, due to Dan’s insistent pulses. He growled an animal cry of lust as the two began to worship him: Dan kissing him fully on his mouth while Ned suckled on the thick scar on his neck. His breathing sped up once again, until his desire of cumming was foiled yet again.

‘D-D-Dan …’ Hiro pleaded, ‘D-Dan … p-p-please …’

‘What is it?’, Dan asked, stopping altogether, with Ned following suit.

‘D-D-Dan … I … I-I-I wanna c-cum … s-so bad … please …’

‘You will, in due time. We just want a juicy load from you, so don’t you disappoint us.’

And without further ado, they resumed their fondling with him, with Hiro grunting and howling in the process as he felt his seed begin to rise. ‘DAN! PLEASE!! I CAN’T DO IT ANYMORE!!’ Hiro howled, ‘P – ‘ and Dan countered yet again with a full kiss on his mouth, pulling Hiro again to the brink as his member surged to its even fuller erection, its veins visible and throbbing. Every bout that their tongues clash brought Hiro unimaginable pleasure as Dan kept on pulsing through his brain, but still he was repulsive on the act. He tried to get away, but he was shocked to find himself being drawn to Dan, as he felt the hot passion between them. His fuck tool was jerking madly, throbbing, pulsing with life as each second passed as Dan kissed him while Ned licked him on his nipples and suckled at the same time. As Hiro was about to ejaculate, they stopped. ‘FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK!!!’ Hiro growled, his desire left hanging.

With a smile on his face, and without letting go, Dan said, ‘I think it’s time.’ Ned grinned himself silly as he dragged the first machine in front of Hiro. Meanwhile, all Hiro could hear was the squeaking of the wheels, and began to worry. What the fuck’s next?, he wondered, his heart being gripped by the cold hand of fear. Ned reached for what looked like specialized suction cups. They were somehow mechanized, and gave the other one to Dan. ‘Time to attach these suction cups, I’m afraid,’ Dan gushed, with Ned laughing heartily. The suctions were placed on Hiro’s chest, and each switch was turned on, letting out a horrendous gasp from the rigger. Just then, Lex entered.

‘Already?’ he asked, faking disbelief. A smile was their only reply. ‘W-W-WHAT MONSTER IS THIS?!?! S-S-S-STOP IT!! AAAAAAAAAGHHH!!’ Hiro howled, ‘N-N-NOT … N-N-NOT AGAAAAAAAAIIIIN!!’ His hips began to buck involuntarily, his fat member swaying in the air. ‘These suction devices adhere perfectly to your nipple, Hiro. I remodeled this vacuum cleaner just for you. With a flip of the switch, 1000 sable-hair bristles will begin to twirl in opposing directions on your tits. I promise you the sensation is excruciatingly delicious,’ Lex said, ‘so I’m afraid all you have to do is … well … take it like a man …’

He hated himself for giving these bastards the satisfaction they craved, but Hiro couldn’t control his own physiology and mind. The bristles teased and swirled over his enflamed nipples, taunting them to a stiffness they had never experienced. He wanted to scream out in pleasure and in pain, but bit his lower lip to stifle himself from grunting, but he couldn’t control it, for it felt just what Lex had said. ‘You don't need to say a word, Hiro,’ Dan said, ‘your own cock’s saying it all.’ Indeed, his eight inch fat snake seemed to be trapped in its own ecstasy, curving upward to his navel, writhing and throbbing. Ned Addams placed his palm over Hiro’s steel like firmness.

‘Tell me what you want.’

Hiro trembled and bit his lip harder, till he could taste blood in his mouth.

‘TELL ME what you want.’

‘RUB IT, GODDAMN IT!! I WANT YOU TO HOLD MY DICK IN YOUR HANDS AND RUB IT!! THERE!! IS THAT WHAT YOU ALL WANNA HEAR?!?!’ Lex and Dan whistled in approval. Ned looked at the fat club throbbing in the air, a crisscross of veins pulsing with blood over a fat red torpedo. He dipped his thumb in the syrupy blue liquid from a bowl, and then brought it to the red knob. He let some of the liquid drip onto the fat mushroom tip, and it felt both cool AND hot to Hiro. Using JUST his thumb, Ned spread the blue liquid over the tip in slow teasing circles of pleasure. As the air hit his overstimulated knob, once again Hiro felt the familiar combination of cool and heat, and the intense feeling compelled him to beg him to stroke it. Ned cupped both his hands, almost end to end due to his fingertips never touching each other due to the snake’s massive girth, forming a flesh-tunnel for Hiro, and commanded him, ‘Fuck my hands, Hiro.’

Sweet Jesus … Hiro thought, the feelings of guilt, helplessness and lust overpowering his morale. ‘Oh God … Forgive me …’ he gasped, exasperated. He finally gave in to his basest urges. Raising his hips as far as the steel restraints would allow, Hiro began to fuck his cock into Ned's grip. The audience was dead silent, hypnotized by the sight of the bound rigger with his chest exposed, his erect meat curving gracefully upward, fuck-thrusting his massive dick forward into Ned’s perfectly shaped grip. Fatigue suddenly took his toll as Hiro began to slow down, sweat covering his hairy body, his handsome face flushed with blood due to overstimulation, but his cock still stood proud and was flushed with a healthy, yet alarming dark red color. He screamed in pain as Dan suddenly palmed his knob and the sensitive backside of his dick, laughing heartily at his agonized howls.

‘Cum again, you're our bull. You know you are. So cum again for us,’ Ned teased darkly, madly tightening the grip on Hiro’s meat, copious amounts of precum flying everywhere. ‘Either you cum for my hands or you’ll never get some rest. CUM HIRO!! CUM FOR US!!’ Ned ordered. The guys stood in the dimly lit room, their muscular forearms rippling with sinewy steel as their powerful hands tortured his dick with a force unimaginable, harder and harder, working him to a full, painful stiffness as they worked him closer to completion. Soon, his hairy ass knotted as he thrust into Ned’s abusive fists, sweat pouring off his face, eyes tightly shut and his red meat being abused in those clutching fingers.

‘FUCK!’ Hiro screamed. ‘G-G-GONNA … GONNA B-BLOW!’ he growled. Ned and Dan looked at each other and winked. Just as the man's nuts twisted and was about to spew, they suddenly stopped, taking their hands off his dick, with Hiro screaming in frustration, his body tight and coiled against the shackles that had held him for a long time, milked and now teased and denied from his desires four times in a row. ‘NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!’ Hiro howled, ‘LET ME CUM!!’

‘We lied,’ Dan sighed, picking up Hiro’s clothes and hugging Ned. Due to his unbidden horniness, Hiro’s vision was a blur despite that Dan already removed his hold on him. ‘I guess playtime’s enough. We’ll do you again tomorrow,’ Lex cooed. Dan completely forgot about his original intention on Hiro because he enjoyed every moment that Hiro felt himself getting serviced. He fantasized that he should be doing these things alone, but the fact remained that this night was much HOTTER than his fantasies. So, they called it a night and walked out of the shed, with Hiro’s pleas not far behind them.

‘W-WHERE ARE YOU GUYS GOING?! PLEASE!! DON’T DO THIS TO ME!! GRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGHHH!! NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!’

Hiro hoped that dawn would come soon.