a little under my thumb. The short chains to the cuffs on his hands and feet rattled and his chest flushed. Andy struggled to get off the torture table. "Nnnnnn", he growled some more. I dug my fingers into his abdominal muscles forcing then to clinch for protection. Simultaneously, I circled his balls and pulled down, forcing new depth to his scrotum. "Awwwwww", he groaned.
I rubbed some sunblock on the whiter area below his tan line so he wouldn't burn in the hot sun. He sucked in air and exhaled slowly as I gave his hard, cut _d_i_c_k_ a few well-lubed strokes. A little pleasure break before his ordeal continued.
The other teenagers at the camp pumped their hardons slowly as they watched the first guy, Andy, take his _c_o_c_k_ and ball torture for demerits. None of them shot because they knew they might get CBT too. Only guys with no demerits were allowed to jack-off. If you had serious demerits then you had to shoot three times a day during punishment sessions to work them off. Obviously, it was better to be well-pumped but not to cum without permission.
I decided this kid would come just from having his nuts worked over. Since he wouldn't be having his penis jacked, I took a wire glans-punishment cage and slipped it over his big, hard _c_o_c_k_head. The cage is lined with blunt points projecting inward but they feel sharp as needles. When the wire cage is compressed the stiff wires permanently bend and hold the mashed shape with the sharp points digging into the penis. Depending on how big a glans a guy has, I compress it more or less and it provides continual torment until it is removed.
"OK, Andy, take a deep breath", I compressed the cage and flattened Andy's _c_o_c_k_head inside.
"AWWWWWWWWWWWWWW", he groaned, bucked and his breath came in spasms. I massaged the thrashing teenager's chest and belly and he continued to struggle as the sharp points dug into his glans. Between the wires you could see the points digging into the purple velvet surface of Andy's _c_o_c_k_head. I considered binding the base of his _c_o_c_k_ but his hardon showed no signs of subsiding.
While he was becoming accustomed to the penis-punisher, I fondled the athletic teenager's well-formed nuts. He was hot and sweaty now and they hung more loosely than before. The pleasure in his balls kept his _d_i_c_k_ engorged and pressed hard against the wire cage.
Next, I circled and stretched his nuts to the point of real torture. On Andy's smooth chest veins popped out under the thin skin as his volleyball-developed muscles flexed. I massaged his pecs as I stretched his scrotum. He was now deliciously balanced between the pleasure of the massage of his chest and belly, the sharp pain in his _c_o_c_k_, and the studly feeling of getting his ball sac stretched to a new limit.
Now that his nuts were loose enough, I rolled them in my hands. I motioned two other guys to come over and simultaneously massage Andy's chest and belly. I felt the teenager's testicles bumping individually over my fingers and trying to escape between them. For a full five minutes I stimulated his nuts. Andy was in ecstatic torment and as he got harder the penis-punisher tortured his engorging _c_o_c_k_head. He was near cumming. Suddenly, I rolled his balls as fast and hard as I could, crushing the freshman's nuts between my palms. Andy groaned, thrashed, and his strong body almost broke the cuffs loose, but the other boys held him down and rubbed his chest and muscular belly to help bring him off. His _c_o_c_k_ turned deep red and swelled even more.
"GGRRRRRR", he cried through the gag as the cruel points dug harder into his _c_o_c_k_head. He was also taking major pain and pleasure in his testicles. Just when I thought his still-expanding glans might be punctured by the penis-punisher, he came in big globs which shot out the end of the wire cage and landed all over his face and in big ribbons over the two guy holding him down.
"OK, you two, get him out of the cuffs and throw him in the creek to get cleaned up.", I instructed the helpers.
I walked over to a tree where Blake, a big blond, was tied with a 2 kilogram weight suspended from his balls. He obviously had gotten turned on watching Andy getting his nuts crushed, even though his own testicles were being punished with the weights. He _c_o_c_k_ angled sharply upward which made the leather binding on his balls more visible."Sir, I can feel something tearing loose inside my belly!", he groaned.
"Nonsense, Blake", I replied. "You have big, strong equipment and 2 kilos has given you low-hangers but is far from your limit." I added another kilo to the weight. Three kilos is all I ever need to distension torture a teenager's testicles. Blake panted and got a heavy sheen of sweat. I tested bending his hardon but it was still rock hard and rigid. The steady pull of the three kilos didn't make his nuts hang any lower but greatly increased his distress. I slapped his well-defined chest and punched him lightly in the belly. New ball pain rose upward into his abs and the ridges in them stood out. His torso twisted involuntarily and he couldn't keep his stretched scrotum steady.
"YEEOOWW!", The weights swung and the handsome youth shrieked with the pain in his low-hanging nuts.
"Somebody jack him until he cums and then I want to make an example out of him." One of the guys started pumping the blond's heavy boner and kept the weight swinging. I noticed a nice pattern of muscular definition as the big kid responded to the good fast jacking. This would soon drain him a little so it would be harder for him to come the next two times. He didn't scream much until his balls started pulling up to the base of his _c_o_c_k_ to shoot. I knew that three kilograms was enough weight to make his balls feel like they were getting ripped off when he shot.
"UH UH UH UH UH!", he screamed at each convulsion and spurted a big wad in pulses several feet in front of the tree.
I rinsed him down with buckets of water from the creek, removed the leather ball stretcher, and then rebound his scrotum with nylon climbing rope until his testicles were a shiny mass far from the base of the teen's big, slightly soft penis.
I untied his right wrist from the tree and retied it with a two foot chain attached low to the tree so he could reach his crotch. I lubed his big dong for him and then massaged his tired shoulders as he jacked up another hardon. He took long, obviously well-practiced strokes and was soon hard again. I pumped him a little too, and explored the ridges along the sides of his _d_i_c_k_ and compared them to the ridges along the inside of the cleavage in his muscular chest. Blake liked to show off for the other guys who were jacking and get them turned on by watching his muscular body get _c_o_c_k_ and ball tortured.
One of the watchers was a bantam weight college freshman who just had a minor demerit, so I gave Blake the treat of punishing him. The kid stood next to Blake, jacked, and when he was near coming Blake gave him the required ten-second nut squeeze. Blake's big muscular hand closed on the kid's compact nutsac and the crowd chanted: "Ten, nine, eight, ..." and counted out the ten seconds as Blake crushed the freshman's nuts, wringing continuous screams out of the tortured youth. The kid shot a wad from his slim penis at about count six, but Blake continued the pressure on his victim's spent testicles until the count was over.
"Jeez, Blake", I said, "He is not as well hung as you so you should go easier on him". The kid was doubled over, sobbing, and clutching his brutalized balls. He could barely walk away.
Meanwhile, Blake's own punishment could now resume since he had a real boner again. His big nuts were still bound low in their sac with the climbing rope coiled neatly like a snake around the stretched tissue connecting them to the thick base of his hard penis.
"OK, Blake, pump your dong all you want", I said. Sometimes simple means are best. I took a small leather paddle and started paddling the muscleboy's bound nuts. He immediately paled, gasped, and screamed out but kept pumping his big _d_i_c_k_. I grabbed the coils of the climbing rope in my fist to steady my target and paddled hard, right on the shiny surface of his distended scrotum. He pumped and pumped on his _d_i_c_k_ and each time he seemed near shooting I paddled harder. The battering of Blakes testicles went on during about five minutes of pitiful howling, until finally he reached his second exhausting climax.
I had the exhausted youth taken loose from the tree and tied to the torture table for his final ordeal. First, however, he was tied face down and his entire backside was massaged by the other guys. The he was tied face up and the massage of his muscular young body was completed.
I slid five heavy iron bands over the well-hung teenager's soft penis. He wasn't shriveled and they made a snug fit that would be very tight when he got hard again. The first one was just below his _c_o_c_k_head and the others were evenly spaced down to the base of his _d_i_c_k_. All the manipulation to get them in place was hardening him up again. I experimented with sliding each of them a little and rubbing his glans with my thumb. They were tight enough that the skin moved with them and they jacked the underlying hardening shaft of Blake's penis. When he was fully hard again each of the thick bands cut deeply into the hard tissue of the young _c_o_c_k_. The weight bent his hardon down until the iron bands touched his corded surfer belly .
I clipped wires to each of the bands and ran them to five hand-cranked electrical generators interconnected through a sequencer box.
"Crank", I commanded, and five boys started turning the generators. Blake was in instant agony. The sequencer box randomly connected groups of bands to the generators. Strong currents were flowing in his long penis and the bottom sides of the iron bands were shocking his rigid abdominal muscles where his weighted hardon touched down. The sequencer made it impossible for him to predict a pattern to the gut wrenching electricity. The current diverted into his belly muscles made him buck and bounce his hardon up in the air. When this happened, the full current flowed in the teenager's penis. He quivered and the bands jiggled the skin of this _c_o_c_k_. When he tried to hold still the bands pulled his hardon back down and shocked his belly again.
After about twenty minutes, when Blake was about to come just from the bouncing of his big, weighted dong, the naked boys cracking the generators started to tire and let up a little. I had to walk along the group of them whipping their _c_o_c_k_s. With their own hardons under the lash they cranked as hard as they could. Blake was wild-eyed, his gaze fixed on the guys getting their _d_i_c_k_s whipped. The hot scene and the continual bouncing of his penis forced him at last to climax. He had worked off his demerits. I noticed that the third load was plentiful and thick. I wonder if I didn't get all the cum out of him after all.