Message-ID: <13026eli$9807141239@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: luzrojo1@aol.com (Luz Rojo) Subject: NEW ST: "Nightfair" (Teen Boys, 13-14, cons.) (2/3) Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Reply-To: luzrojo1@aol.com Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: X-Original-Message-ID: <35aae3b9.3678874@news.earthlink.net> "Nightfair" (Teen Boys, 13-14, cons.) Part 2 of 3 by Luz Rojo ----------------------------- Disclaimer: This story contains descriptions of sexual activity and centers around two teenage boys ages 13 and 14. If you think this might be the type of material that offends you, if it is illegal to read this type of material where you live, of if you are a minor DO NOT READ ANY FURTHER. ---------------------------- (continued) --------------------------- If there had been light to see, Ty's knuckles would have been white as his fingers gripped the restraining bar tightly. What had he gotten into? Soft music began, coming from speakers in the car he was riding in. As he looked up an image appeared, perhaps projected on a invisible screen? Ty couldn't tell. It seemed to float ahead of him. It was a woman. A beautiful woman, like the ones in the Playboy magazines he had stashed under his mattress back home. Her breasts were rich and ample and as he watched she moistened her fingers and began to rub her nipples. Ty groaned softly as he felt the Sensulator adjust between his legs. What felt like soft, warm fur began to stroke across his rigid adolescent cock. It felt great, better than anything he'd ever experienced before, and it took him a moment to realize that it was pulsing, gripping and stroking him with the same rhythm the woman was exhibiting in front of him. He couldn't believe how good it felt. He'd jerked off before, many times, but this was nothing like that. It felt like someone was taking a smooth pelt of soft fur and buffing it all over his dick. After a moment more images began to appear along the sides. Soon there were dozens of floating screens, each showing a different erotic scene. Some showed a woman touching herself sensuously. Some showed two women together. As Ty watched one woman began to gently lick at the nipple of the other woman's breast. Ty found the image very arousing and as if aware of his pleasure a small compartment along the side of the car opened and something extended in front of him. Even in the near darkness Ty recognized it. A smooth, artificial breast was poised just in front of his mouth. Watching the screen he knew what he was expected to do. Nervously he leaned forward and began, cautiously, to lick at it, just as the woman on the projected image was doing. It felt strange to his tongue, soft and fleshy, but not quite real. Ty was glad of that. The idea of something feeling like a REAL dismembered breast turned him off. This was better. With his eyes on the screen he easily imagined he was in that woman's place, licking and sucking on a real female mammary. He'd never done that for real and he found the experience quite a turn on, but nothing incredible. It took only a moment before Ty felt totally silly, licking and sucking on some phony "breastomatic" tit. He couldn't take it seriously and his wandered to other scenes. Instantly the artificial breast retracted as the machine sensed he was done with it. Looking at the other screens another image caught the boy's attention. This screen was showing a scene of a woman with a MAN. Something about the couple renewed his feelings and Ty found himself transfixed as the woman began to stroke the man's cock. In all his magazines he'd never seen a naked man before, just women. And this man... Damn! His cock was huge. Bigger than anything he'd ever seen or even imagined before. As the woman continued to stroke that enormous man meat the boy found himself increasingly fixated on it. He began wondering if all grown up men had cocks like that and wondered if he himself might one day have something that impressive between his legs. As he watched he felt the rhythm of the Sensulator adjust its timing to match the image he was looking at, the woman jerking off the man. Almost imperceptibly the other images began to fade away and were replaced by other scenes, all of men with women, like the one that held his interest. 'This is great,' Ty found himself suddenly realizing. His fears, though not entirely gone, were at last beginning ebb somewhat, taking a back seat to the erotic stimulation he was experiencing. His eyes drifted to all the different scenes, taking them in and noting their subtle differences. On one he saw a couple in bed, making love, he assumed. The man was on top, pushing his aroused organ in and out as the woman moaned in delight. You couldn't see much of what the man had as it was buried between the woman's legs. Ty found his eyes flitting over to a different scene. Here was a woman was on her hands and knees, the man mounting her from behind. 'Jeez,' Ty wondered, 'was he putting his dick into her butt or something?' The way the woman moaned and squealed Ty couldn't tell if what he was doing was hurting her or not, but it reminded him of the time he'd watched two dogs doing it in the front yard. Nothing of the man's organ was visible here either. Ty looked elsewhere. The next image was of a woman on her knees doing a most incredible thing. She had her MOUTH on her man's DICK, if you can believe that! "Whoa," Ty found himself saying under his breath. He'd read about "blow-jobs," where a woman supposedly sucked on a man's dick, but thought it was just a made up thing. After all, no one would really want to put someone's dick in their mouth, would they? I mean, guys pee with those things, right? Yeech. And yet, as gross as the idea first seemed, he couldn't take his eyes off this screen. He watched entranced as the woman worked up and down the man's lengthy shaft and wondered how it might be to experience that. Suddenly he felt a warm, wet sensation between his legs as the Sensulator adjusted to a new mode. Now the rhythm of the device matched that of the woman giving the blow-job and the warm liquid introduced into the orifice made it feel as if she were actually doing him! "Ohhh," Ty moaned in pleasure as even the tongue action was simulated. Inside the Sensualtor something wet and textured wrapped itself around his cock in perfect, mechanical synchronization to what was happening before him. The stimulation was incredibly arousing. Suddenly the boy felt himself about to cum. His boner began twitching and he knew he would shoot his load at any moment. The images went blank and Ty was plunged into blackness. At the same instant some kind of ring tightened around his cock and balls within the Sensulator, preventing his orgasm. What the hell!? His release suddenly aborted, the boy whimpered as the blue-ball effect began to take him, "Aaaaa!" For several moments the boy sat in total darkness, sexually frustrated and wondering what had happened, but as soon as his arousal began to fade, images began to appear again. Each image came up gradually, one at a time, and he had the impression he had moved into another room or progressed to a new level. On the screen in front of him a large, hairy man of perhaps 35 was stretched back on a bed, playing with his enormous cock, stroking it up and down, jerking it off. Ty was stunned. The only adult male he'd ever seen naked was his father and he'd certainly never seen him do THAT! For a long time Ty thought he was the only person who even did that shameful and embarrassing thing, until Chris had confessed that he did it too, sometimes. Ty had never actually seen anyone else do it, but occasionally he fanaticized about what other boys, especially his friend Chris, might look like doing it. But surely only boy's played with themselves in this way. Not big, hairy grown-up men like this!? Probably they don't really, he decided, it's just another image for the ride is all. But more than any other image so far, he found himself strangely turned on as he watched this bear of a man, a man old enough to be his father, playing with himself like a kid. One by one other images came up all around and Ty found himself adrift in a sea of man-cocks, all bigger, more potent, than anything he'd ever imagined. It was an incredible sight for the young teen and he felt himself powerfully aroused as he took in the sights around him. Inside the protection of the Sensulator, insulated from his own touch, Ty felt his young cock being rhythmically stroked in cadence with the image he was watching. Ty found it easy to imagine it was his own big, enormous man cock being stroked before him. What must it be like to have a huge, hairy man-dick, the boy wondered, watching men pleasure themselves all around him. For awhile Ty was so involved in what he was seeing, so excited and pleasured and distracted, that it wasn't until several moments had passed that he noticed something unexpected. A sudden sensation of shocked horror went through the boy like a bolt of lightning. There were no women. Each screen showed men: Only men! The men were of different ages, some as old as his grandfather, others as young as, well, some looked almost as young as him! There were big hairy bears, and smooth skinned baby-faced boys, all around. Why was the machine just showing him pictures of guys? What kind of boy did it think he was? Obviously it was simply part of a cycle it goes through, Ty decided. Like the two women he'd watched in the first scene. The ride must be programmed to present a variety of different images. Surely it would switch to something else in a moment. As he watched the images of men around him he was amazed at the size and variety of organs he saw. Some of the men were enormously endowed and wielded their tools like swords unbound. Others were moderate, seeming more what he imagined an average mature penis might look like. A few were actually quite petite, no bigger than his own, yet even these he found interesting. His gaze settled in on a particular scene. This one showed a very young man, a boy really, with smooth skin and no body hair. His organ, though much larger than Ty's, seemed rather smallish compared to the others. That didn't matter to Ty. He thought it looked nice, though he didn't know why. Again the other images faded and were replaced by all images of young men, smooth, hairless, youthful. Ty felt his breath increasing and realized, to his own surprise, that he was enjoying this far more than he would have expected. Why was that? He had no idea, but he couldn't deny that he was fully aroused again, even before the machine resumed its mechanical ministrations on his swollen young boyhood. His eyes drifted across the scene and his breathing increased. Some of these men looked so young. So very young. It seemed as he looked around that there were ever younger individuals, each pleasuring themselves in some way. His eyes caressed the many views in front of him and finally came to rest on an image of a boy no older than himself. Ty didn't know what this boy fascinated him. Perhaps it was merely that he could easily imagine himself, or Chris, as that boy. All he knew was that once his hungry eyes fell upon the sight of this smooth skinned youth he never looked away. Ty felt his hips moving involuntarily, renewing their pumping action as the boy worked his organ more vigorously and the Sensulator did the same to him. He felt the rise of his own jism, knew he was on the verge of cumming when once again, BLACKNESS! "Oooooooo!" Ty let out an almost painful yelp. The sensation of a ring tightening around his cock and balls again cut short his release and the boy whimpered like a whipped dog, almost crying, as the object of his desire was suddenly snatched from him a second time. This was torture of a sort he'd never experienced before. He squirmed and wiggled his hips, he groped desperately for his own organ, but nothing gave him satisfaction. The railing and the device forbade any handling of his own boy tool. He was totally at the mercy of the machine for his release. After a moment the images resumed again and Ty was thrilled to see that the boy, the one who looked like him, was back. This time however, he had to blink at what he saw. Was it just a coincidence, or did that boy really look exactly like him? There was no mistaking that the two could have been brothers. Their hair, eyes, complexion, build, all were the same. It was as if the machine had deliberately reached into its memory banks and either pulled a file image of an identical person or, somehow, generated a virtual image from scratch with the intention of making it as much like him as possible. But, how could it do that? Around the room more images of the boy began to appear, masturbating in different places, in different ways. He was in the shower, on his bed, in the bathtub, in a forest, in a lake, in a bathroom, every place you can imagine a boy doing it, he was there! Ty felt suddenly uncomfortable, as if someone had secretly video taped this poor kid, this boy who looked so like himself, jerking off in all these places, places he himself often did it, and was now putting him on display. Ty's dick pulsed to life as he imagined himself as the boy, enjoying those moments and yet feeling so embarrassed, so humiliated, so USED as he was exhibited like an object. For reasons he couldn't consciously understand the thought caused him to feel even more arousal and his cock pulsed in hungry need. Suddenly something unexpected happened in one of the scenes; two men who seemed to come out of nowhere forcibly grabbed the boy in the midst of his actions. Ty felt his cock surge in unexpected excitement as the naked boy, his double, struggled helplessly against his handsome captors. The men grabbed at his nude flesh freely, taking hold of him wherever they pleased and dragging the captive youth off. BLACKOUT! Ty held his breath as if watching a real life cliffhanger. What had happened? Where had they taken the boy? What were they going to do with him? Ty's own boyish dick pumped and pulsed in the restraint of the Sensulator, almost as if his cock too was aching to know what would happen next. Neither had long to wait. Still in darkness Ty felt the metal cables attached to the bands on his wrists and ankles suddenly pull taut. His legs were spread wide apart as if to expose his rock-hard boy cock, though the Sensualator still covered it. His arms were stretched back in either direction above his head until he found himself both naked and spread eagle within the confines of the car. Ty tried to fight back, pulling with all his might against his restraints, but there was no slack, no give, no chance of getting loose. An utterly new and indescribable sensation seized the boy unlike any he'd experienced before. He knew no word for it, had no way to explain it. There was fear, yes, fear was definitely part of it. He felt exposed, open, naked, vulnerable... All of those feelings were present. But, despite all of that, he found himself sexually aroused beyond anything he'd ever experienced in his young life, beyond anything he'd imagined possible. He was trapped, a prisoner, totally at the mercy of some unseen power, but for some reason he could not explain, and this frightened him more than anything, he was incredibly turned-on by the sensation of being someone's sexual captive. Slowly an image began to reveal itself on the invisible screen before him. There was the boy, looking even more like Ty than before. He was on a bed in a dark room, arms and legs tied, spread-eagle, just like Ty. The boy breathed nervously, as if frightened, and Ty realized it matched the frantic rhythms of his own desperate breaths. Around the boy's smooth erect cock was a kind of leather strap, like a studded dog's collar, snug around his shaft and ball sack. On seeing it Ty realized he could feel something similar in place around his own organ and he imagined it must be the same. He didn't know what it was exactly, but he felt he understood its dual purpose. It indicated ownership. He was now tagged as someone's property, an object to be used. He also knew it served a real physical purpose as well. It was to prevent him from cumming, at least until whomever wanted him to. The Sensulator itself remained dormant. No new stimulation was being applied to his rigid young dink. Like the boy on the bed he was motionless, untouched, and yet he could not imagine having ever been more aroused in his life. The men returned. They were dressed differently now. When they'd taken the boy they'd been dressed normally, only the boy had been naked. Now they wore strange, revealing leather garments the likes of which Ty had never seen. Studs and straps crossed their chests, leaving more skin exposed than covered. Something like leather jock straps barely contained their frighteningly enormous man bulges. Ty struggled and pulled at his bonds, just as the boy on the screen did the same, and Ty suddenly realized how vulnerable he actually was. This was too much, he thought to himself. He wasn't comfortable with this anymore. He wanted it to stop. When he'd come here he'd been frightened enough just imagining the pictures of naked women he'd be seeing, but this... What the hell was wrong with this machine? He didn't like this kind of stuff! (Did he...?) He tried to reassure himself. Obviously the machine has made a mistake. No, this wasn't the kind of thing he was into. Not men! What did they think he was? And yet... In spite of everything he told himself, everything he believed about himself; despite all his fear, resistance and determination to look away, Ty found his eyes glued to the scene before him, unable to gaze anywhere else and totally unable to account for his own incredible arousal. There was an inexplicable pleasure he felt watching, experiencing, being part of what was happening. He'd never been so horny. Within the confines of the Sensulator his erect boy-cock throbbed, harder than it had ever been. Oh, why wouldn't they just let him cum already? What was the point in dragging this out? What were they going to do to him? On the screen the boy looked at the men, pleading in his eyes. "What... What are you going to do to me?" he asked, almost as if reading Ty's mind. It was the first time anyone had spoken in the scenes and Ty was again shocked at how much the boy's voice sounded like his own. The two handsome men didn't answer and instead placed a gag over his mouth. At that same instant Ty felt something extend from the walls of his travelling car and his mouth was also covered with a soft, cotton cloth. Next the men produced a black silk blindfold which they placed across the boy's eyes. Instantly the scene went black as Ty felt a soft, silky material, cover his own face. Ty knew he wasn't in any real danger. He couldn't say how he knew, he just knew. This was a game, a ride designed to excite him like some sort of erotic roller coaster. But just like a roller coaster, he was frightened by what was happening. All the knowledge that he was safe, just like on any other amusement ride, did nothing to prevent his heart from racing and his emotions from running rampant. Mouth gagged, eyes covered, he felt a touch on his nipples. Instinctively the boy flinched. For an instant he imagined someone was in the car with him, but he knew the size and design made that impossible. Obviously other attachments had extended themselves to simulate the feel of human hands on his erect little boy tits. Ty jumped as another sensation took him. Something wet was moving over his body. It felt like a human tongue, licking its way across him, up his chest, over his nipples, around his neck, his ears. Then there were two of them, roaming freely over every part of the boy's exposed body. Ty sighed at the pleasurable sensations, then gasped as he felt something like a human hand suddenly grab his erection inside the tight confines of the Sensulator. It was as if the men were pawing at him, licking at him, touching him all over. With no visual input Ty easily imagined the men he had seen on the screen were actually in the car with him, fondling every part of his smooth young body. Even knowing all the things he felt had to be mechanical simulations his imagination had no problem filling in the blanks and letting him believe the experience was totally genuine. He felt one of the men move across his upper body, stroking his neck, licking his nipples, fondling his cheeks, as he felt the other man move down, lick his abdomen, stroke his cock. He felt the man's tongue move across his boy meat and, for just a moment, stop to suck on his tender organ. Ty moaned in pleasure as the man's wet mouth enveloped him in the darkness, even though deep down he knew it was only the Sensulator at work. The man moved lower, working his tongue between the boy's spread legs. There was a brief pause, then Ty jumped as he felt something wet making circles around his anus. Some hidden panel in the seat must have opened to allow the probe to reach him there and Ty squirmed at the moist, erotic sensation. Like a tongue it made tiny movements around his hole, using warm, wet strokes in a way, Ty felt certain, no real human would ever do. How disgusting, the boy thought, to lick someone's butt hole! Thank god it was only, ohhhh... The boy sighed at the pleasurable sensation of being rimmed, then squirmed more, pressing his anus against it as the "tongue" probed deeper into his opening. Thank God it was only a machine doing this, he thought, less disgusted at the idea then he would have been. But once more the boy found himself imagining what it would be like in reality. Would someone ever really do this to him? Would he ever do it to someone else? Somehow, as he felt himself being turned on by the deep, moist probing of his own hole, he didn't find the thought nearly as disgusting as it had first seemed. Suddenly he felt something brushing against his hand. Something soft and firm, long and hard. It was one of the men's cocks, Ty realized with a start. Without thinking he tightened his fingers around the shaft, feeling his first man-dick. Surely this too was merely a simulation, but how real it felt. >From the sensations on his body Ty imagined the man, his mouth down between his legs, his dick sticking out the leg of his leather jock and being pushed into the boy's eager palm. Soon he felt another in his other hand as the second man followed the lead of the first. Ty rubbed, stroked, pawed at the erect organs he couldn't see, only touch as the men continued to tongue his pulsing hole. Geez, it felt good. So incredibly, indescribably irresistibly good! Unable to stop himself Ty wriggled his butt against the moist anal actuator, aroused practically to the point of madness. He was going to cum, he knew it. He could feel it building, even with nothing touching his hard little boyhood, he was ready to pump. The motions were starting, the sensations unmistakable. He was gonna cum! He was gonna c... Everything stopped and the noose was again tightened around his cock, preventing his climax. "AAAAAAAaaaaarrrrrrrrrr!" Ty screamed through his gag as he pulled at his restraints, snapping at them, desperately struggling to break his unbreakable bonds. It was no use. He was held fast, unable to do anything about his condition except endure it. How did it know? How did the machine know!? How could it detect his every sensation!? And why did it stop? What was the point of bringing him to the verge the most powerful orgasm of his life and then stopping! But inside, even as he pulled and struggled in vane to touch his swollen, hungry organ, Ty knew why. As much as he fought it, as much as it pained him to be denied, he knew he'd never known a more powerfully erotic torture. One more part of this amazing ride. Despite that knowledge Ty felt tears of frustration welling up in his eyes. He so wanted to cum, was so aching for release, and now yet another orgasm had been denied him, choked in mid eruption. He didn't think it was possible. He could never have done it by himself. Even now he could barely stand it, barely retain a shred of sanity, but the machine knew him, knew his needs, knew what he wanted, better than he knew himself. And that was the most terrifying part of it. He was discovering things about himself he didn't really want to know. Learning what really excited him. He was confronting himself at his most primal level and was not happy about what he saw. But this was just a ride, Ty repeated, trying desperately to reassure himself. It's not real. It's just pretend. It doesn't mean this is what I want in real life. The blindfold came off and on screen the men stepped away from him. For the first time he saw their naked cocks, hanging from their leather thongs, looking just as big, firm and delicious as he'd imagined them to be when he touched them. "Your Master is coming, boy," they said and stepped back into the shadows. For several moments, there was only silence as the view changed. The boy on screen vanished and only the image of the door and his body remained, as if Ty himself were now the boy, staring at the door down the length of his own naked, enslaved body, waiting to see who would come through. Ty knew this would be the final part of the ride. For each person, he imagined, someone different would come through the door, someone assembled from all the data the machine had gathered on the journey to this point. What would it be for him? Some kind of woman dominatrix, Ty thought? He'd read stories in Penthouse, seen little cartoons in Playboy. Maybe that's what his ultimate fantasy would be. Or maybe, he thought, in would be a man to dominate him? Perhaps a big strong man. The idea excited him. But that couldn't be. No, a man coming through that door would mean that he was... Ty shook the thought, still unable to accept it as a possibility. He wasn't that way. He wasn't! Was he? As he thought about the man coming for him, and realized how the thought aroused him more than the idea of a woman, he began to wonder if perhaps he really was one of "them." Throughout the ride he had preferred men, the images of men, the fondling of men, being used by men, all of what had happened to him on this ride that had involved men. He HAD enjoyed it. Maybe, whether he liked the idea or not, maybe he really was...? Ty was unable to wipe away the tear that ran down his cheek. His arms were still pulled up behind him in the spread-eagle position, his legs still pulled wide, his small, naked body exposed and vulnerable to whatever fictional person would walk through that door. He didn't want to be gay. He knew that. It would make him an outcast from his friends, if they found out. Chris would disown him, the boys at school would taunt him, if they learned. He'd have to hide it or suffer the consequences. He didn't WANT that, but deep inside he began to realize where the ride had brought him. Now he wondered, as the machine culled the data it had gathered, what would it show him? The door began to open and Ty felt himself tense up. (CONTINUED) ---------------------------------------------- "Nightfair" - End Part 2 of 3 Slowly a dark figure stepped forward from the shadows and into the revealing light of the room. A face took shape. When he saw the image coming at him he began to shake with fear. (CONTINUED) ---------------------- End "Nightfair" Part 2 of 3 -- +----------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `--------------+ | | | | Archive site +----------------------+--------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | ----