Threesome Fun with Submissive Boys

His fantasy is to be a soldier who was captured by the enemies and tortured until he revealed information to them. 

He has been in this scene for more than a year now, mainly playing with his versatile dom. We planned for a threesome session, I would meet his dom directly at the dom's house and our boy will run from his house, wearing tank top and shorts. He told me he loved the feeling of being sweaty and it made him horny. 

That night, I was the commander and his regular dom would become my wingman (alpha slave) who was to take orders from me to torture our boy. And if he failed to fulfill my instructions, he would be punished as well. 

I arrived at alpha's house around 9.15pm. After 15 minutes of preparation, I've laid out all my gears and arranged them in an orderly session. Alpha was busy preparing the porn videos that would be played throughout the session to build the atmosphere. 

"Are you done?" I asked. "He just texted me that he had arrived."

"Let him wait," alpha replied. "Let him anticipate. Makes him more horny."

I like it that we are both on the same page before we even started the session.

It took us another 10 min before I sent alpha to fetch our boy in while I waited in the room as alpha prepare our boy. 

Our hostage came in dripping with sweat, his body was still warm from his run. He was blindfolded with hands cuffed behind the back. He seemed nervous and didn't speak a word.

"Let the fun began," I thought to myself. "Give him a good nipple torture," I commanded. 

I could see that alpha had been waiting for my order. Immediately, alpha sprang to action, fondling our captive boy's tits and giving him a sudden tug and pull every now and then, making the boy moaning in pain/pleasure every time he did that. 

I motioned for alpha to stand aside and he went behind the boy to grab him by the shoulders while I joined in to play with his nipples. I loved to fondle gently and to make circles around these sensitive spots. Then I would lick and nibble on them to give him a different sensation. 

By now his dick was begged for attention. A tent was formed on his shorts. Seeing this, I instructed alpha to stripped of our boy's running attire. 

The boy has a nice, fit build. It was a sight seeing him naked and bonded.

I lub up his dick to start his cum control torture while alpha continued to torturing his nipples. Our boy moaned and groaned, but it only made us more excited and to give him more. I would stroke his dick to near climax and stop to enjoy watching his struggle and begged for mercy. Sometimes I would take over alpha's role and play with his nipples while alpha grabbed him tightly so he won't move too much under our torment. 

The boy almost broke down and knelt but we pulled him up and continued to play with him like a toy.

He was captured and tortured by two doms and begged to stop but no mercy was given.

We proceeded to the second part of his torture session. Our captive soldier bound to a chair with a cock cage locked onto his genitals. He was fed with poppers while I inserted a small butt plug into his tight asshole. I would give his nipples a sudden pinch to make him moan. Seizing this chance, I forced my dick into his mouth and play with his tits while I fucked his throat. 

Not wanting to leave alpha out, I instructed him to face the wall with his hands against it. I spanked alpha for doing a poor job while I continued to face fuck our submissive boy.

Alpha brought out a pair of nipple clamps and told me he deserved to be punished for not training the boy well.

I clamped them on alpha and he moaned in ecstasy. I took a cane and began giving him hard strokes on his ass. I watched as his fair, untanned ass turned red after the beatings. 

We untied our boy and moved him onto the bed to bound him in a spread eagle position. 

Alpha and I lay on one side of the bed to share the boy. Each of us are given one side of his nipples to play with. If alpha was pinching and twisting his right side, I would lick and bite on his left side. At the same time, we continued to fuck his tight hole with our fingers and anal plug.

We released the boy because it was too much torture for him after three hours. His nipples were sore from all the attention he received that night. 

I shifted my attention to alpha who naturally would become the new slave replacing the role of the sub boy. I handcuffed alpha's hands and inserted my hard cock into his butt hole. I had half an hour of fun with him before my stamina ran out. 

But alpha was hungry for more. In the middle of the night, he rubbed my dick until I was hard and horny again and asked for me to fuck him again. I obligated. 

And this time, instead of stopping, I continued pounding his ass until my long awaited climax exploded. I pulled out just in time to sprout my cum juice all over his body. It didn't take him long to cum. The second showering of cum fell onto his torso ending our night exhausted but satisfied.  

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Finally I submitted my last school assignment on Friday. This gives me some time to post some overdue blog posts before my exams start.

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Cumming Twice after Midnight

We were horny after our phone conversation. It was two weeks after our first session.

“You know, I keep thinking about what you did to me that night.”

“But I thought you said it was ‘cold and painful’ and you went away with sore nipples for a week?”

“Yes. But I like what you did to me. To be honest, I love sucking your cock. I have never allowed anyone to force me to do it. And I keep thinking if you would fuck me that day.”

“Would you like that?”

“Yes. You are making me hard.”

“Well, why don’t you come over tonight?”

“But… you stay with your family right? I am discreet.”

“Everyone would have gone to sleep by 11.30 p.m. and no one opens their door after they close it. We value our own privacy. Swing back at 11.30 p.m.”

Directions to my place and instructions on what to wear and to prepare were given to him.

He came in a black dry-fit sports tee and running shorts. The boy was too shy and negotiated to have his underwear on throughout the journey from his place until he reached my house.

It was half past eleven and I took caution to open my metal gate to allow him access and guided him into my room with speed.

Immediately after I shut the door behind us, I pinned him against the wall and kick-started with nipple play. He let out a soft moan the moment my fingers came into contact with his ultra-sensitive nipples.

He made a conscious effort to moan softly as I fondled his nipples, giving his a light pinch every now and then.

“Can I be tied up? It will get me real hard.”

“Okay, remove your T-shirt first.” And I cuffed the restraints on his waists to lock his arms behind his back.

He isn’t the muscular or the lean-fit type with defined abs that I prefer. Nevertheless he is fit, lean and boyish. He works out daily and goes for early morning run before his work.

I am attracted to him in some ways which I can’t explain.

Maybe it is his boyishness or perhaps his willingness to be vulnerable before me. Somehow I want to protect him and to torture him at the same time. I want to own him and be the only master able to provide him with pleasure and to give him pain.

Standing in front of him, I placed his head on my shoulders and let him lean closer to me while I carried on toying with his nipples and used my chin to stroke against his neck.

His moaning changed from one of helpless to the one of longing, wanting his master not to him, craving for my hands to play with his cock, even if it’s just one touch.

I made an effort to push back my lower body such that only our chest and above were in contact. I wasn’t going to let him have his wish fulfilled so early and so easily.

After 20 minutes of non-stop tits play, I stripped him of his shorts to reveal his red boxer shorts full of white polka dots.

I rewarded him with rest and allowed him to rub his cheeks against my shoulders. This time, my crotch touched his groin.

He was hard. And wet.

He had been leaking precum for two hours since our phone conversation.

I threw him onto my bed for more cum-controlling. Unlocking his hands, I re-positioned his waists above his head and stroked his cock.

His dick was slightly bigger than mine. A very good size. And his balls were big and nice to play with.

I smiled and I removed his boxer shorts with the cute design. It’s time for some intensive cum-control.

Pouring a generous amount of body lotion on my left palm, I began circling my hand around his dick in a slow manner, varying between a fast pace and returning to a slow motion.

More lotion was used as I jerked his cock to the edge a few times and left him hanging there helplessly with no knowledge of when he would be allowed release.

He was edged closed to 15 times before he cum unknowingly.

Feeling high, he hungered for more and requested for me to fuck him.

“I don’t have poppers. Are you sure you want it?”

“I’m alright. Don’t need poppers tonight.”

I lubed up my finger to warm up his hole. It wasn’t very tight.

As my finger went in, his dick went solid hard.

I released the cuffs to make him play on my nipples, even allowed him to bite them to give me a good hardon.

He was tensed up when I positioned myself to enter. Asking him to take a deep breathe to relax, I force pushed my cock into his ass.

His facial showed sign of agony. But soon, it was replaced with a sign of pleasure as I humped against him.

I cuffed his hands above his head again and listened to his moaning as I pounded his manhole.

I fucked his ass for half an hour. It had been a long weekday for me and I was tired. I pulled out of his butt and cum shortly after.

I took a five-minute break to recover before I carried on to jerk him till he blew his load for a second time closing our second session with a happy ending.

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Post-note: Thank you all for being patience with me as I have been really tried down and tired out by my new job. More to cum soon. 

Cumming Twice in Uniform and Boots

“Report in your military uniform and boots.” That was my reply to him when he wrote to me requesting me to dominate him and a chance to try on the CB3000 cock cage and butt plugs.

His place was located at a heritage-looking building in the quiet part of the city. I arrived at his house when the noon sun was shinning furiously at one o’clock in the afternoon.

He was in his military no. 4 uniform, complete with boots and a pair of non-requested sunglasses when he opened the door. Nervousness was in the air when I entered the room. Today was considered his first real BDSM experience.

His previous encounters were restricted to the wearing of uniforms and mutual jerking off – a personal insult to me when he mentioned that he had tried BDSM before. To me, BDSM is not just about having a fetish for certain clothing, but a mind-fuck, a pushing of limits and temporarily moment of living in a world we so longing for.

He was told to remove his sunglasses. I questioned him on this additional eye gear which I did not requested for and forced him to put on his blindfold otherwise I would be turning my back to go.

After he complied, I laid him on the bed and tied his hands above the head and covered them with a pillow. I proceeded to fondle his toned body as a warm-up activity before undoing his buttons one by one. Once his chest was reveal, his nipples were given a royal treating of pinching, biting, squeezing, licking and fondling by the master.

I went down under to unbutton his military pants and was greeted by his monstrous seven-and-half inch dick. It wasn’t the length that made it amazing, but the fact that he was Chinese and he was a petite man, hence in proportion his cock looks wonderfully big and hard.

The first toy I tried was my vibrator on his gigantic penis. I applied some lotion on his cock head and rubbed against his manhood causing him to moan. When the vibrator was turned on, there was no turning back.

The vibration simulated his cock head and soon he was oozing precum and moaning in ecstasy. I took this opportunity to attach nipple clamps onto him. But the clover clamps were too painful for him to endure and I had to remove them.

I lubed up his ass and pushed the small size butt plug up his butt hole sending him to for euphoria. The small size one was replaced by the medium size butt plug and he seemed to be enjoying the experience even more.

Seizing the chance, I rolled a condom over my erected penis, lubed up my dick and positioned myself to penetrate his hole.

I took aim, ready myself and pushed my cock up his ass hole. It was very tight or loose, the feeling with just right. I had great fun fucking his man hole and using it for my pleasure and he was enjoying the sensation of being tied up in uniform and getting himself fucked.

He requested to wear the CB3000 cock cage as he had never tried it before. I had to pull out from him to attach the chastity device onto him. It was difficult trying to squeeze his enormous dick in. I gave him time to cool down and ordered him to go for a cold shower but he was too horny and his erected cock refused to back down.

After half an hour of trying, I have no choice but to allow him to cum, in order to attach the CB3000 onto his penis. Loving to abuse his ass, I took the large size butt plug and forced it up his hole while I jerked off his rod.

It didn’t take long for him to shot his first load, cumming all over his 6-pec abs.

He rested for a while as we cleaned up the mess and attached the chastity cage over his semi-hard dick. It was a really tricky situation as he was still very horny and got erected very easily. I had to be quick to attach the cage to the base to firmly secured his growing member within the device.

Once locked in, his dick was pushing hard against the cage pleading to be erected as I played with his nipples.

I lifted his legs up in the air and forced my hardon a second time into his warm ass. I started slow and then faster and faster humping his man hole while he was moaning for mercy.

It came to a point that became to painful for him as he had cummed earlier and the sensation of fucking had turned from pleasure to pure pain and torture. I had no choice but to stop my enjoyment of his ass and to pull out.

I removed my dick from his perky butt and the cock cage from his dick. The relieved member immediately sprung into a fully-grown seven-and-half inch meat rod. I poured lotion over his rock hard cock to mercilessly tease his endowment.

He begged for the large anal plug to be pushed up his ass and I happily obligated to his request. Cum-controlling took another 30 minutes, forcing him to moan non-voluntarily, before I finally allow the grace for him to cum.

The first load was messy and this second orgasm was massive. His ejection shot all over his torso, chest and onto his bed.

The School Boy’s Torment

It was a difficult choice for me to make – choosing between getting him to report in his army officer uniform or his crisp white set of school uniform.

Finally I decided that he should put on old junior college (JC) uniform and report to my place for detention and punishment.

He arrived punctually at my place five minutes before 10 a.m. for his torture session. Earlier on, in our message exchanges, he had mentioned that his dick head was extra sensitive, torturing it will send straight to hell in heaven.

Bingo, how I love boys who obediently announced their weak spot to me for torture.

It was going to be my favorite kink – cum control, and the goal was to break his previous record of an hour-long of dick teasing with ejection. He was instructed to withhold from jerking off since Thursday.

On Tuesday morning, he arrived in his Bermuda shorts and officer cadet trainee’s white polo shirt. He told me that he had to drop off his younger brother to school and hence was unable to change into his old school uniform before meeting me. It wasn’t the reply I was hoping to hear from him and I made a mental note to torture him later for this.

I instructed him to change in one of the bedrooms and to wear the tighter pair of swim trunks underneath his white attire. Once he was dressed up, I secured the leather restraints around his wrists, placed the blindfold covering his eyes, and led him into my room for his torture.

He was made to sit on the torture chair while I secure his hands behind the back of it. Button by button, his shirt was opened slowly revealing his nipples. I gave his tits some teasing and it was so not sensitive to touch.

I made my way down to his groin and found that his dick was already semi-hard. A light rub against it and blood gushed in to fully erect his manhood. He let out a soft moan in anticipation.

For the warm-up, I fondled his cock for 15 minutes before stripping off his white pants. By this time, his rock-hard dick was showing a contour inside his swimming trunks. Feeling inspired by Japanese porn, I squeezed lube onto his swimwear and began massaging his dick head.

He was fighting back the torture and bit on his lips as I took joy in fondling his frenulum and glans.  This went on for another 30 minutes and he was given the choice between continuing the play with his swim trunks or for me to remove them.

He chose the latter and within seconds his trunks were lying on the floor and my hands were busy once again working on his penis. I adjusted his hand position to lock them behind his neck before slapping a generous helping of body lotion on his dick head for torturing.

He moaned as I continued my work on his sensitive body parts. I also found out that light fondling of his right inner thigh would give him an euphoria.

I released him from the restraints and motioned for him to grab the side of the chair as I carried on the third round of cock head teasing. But now, most of the pleasure had turned into prolong torture.

He endured an hour of cock torture without ejection and was given a two-minute break.

Onward to next phrase, he was made to stand and lean against the wall with his hand behind the back – a vulnerable position which I could continue torturing his dick for my enjoyment.

I came to stand behind him and adjust his hands over the head such that his arms were wrapping around my head while I took a handful of lotion to work on his manhood.

Every motion I made on his dick became a torture. There were moments which he could not stand still, with knees bent in reaction to my actions on his cock. His moaning had also become more intensified.

I released my grin around his chest with a sinister plan – I sat on the chair facing the boy and positioned his hands to grab on to the back of the chair. His legs were made to spread wider. I helped myself to more body lotion and comfortably jerking off his dick while he was in a compromise position. 

The fact that his hands were not chained or tied adds to his humiliation and torture. When the suffering was too much for him, he would attempt to lean back but I would beckon him forward making it look as if he was willingly accepting the torment. This was perhaps the more intense part of the session.

Finally, I allowed him a chance to lie on the bed – not for resting, but to carry on the last segment of agony. I cuffed his hands above his head and placed a towel underneath his smooth ass. After which, I slapped lube onto my palm to tease his cock head. Using my other hand, I unwrapped the butt plug from my gear bag, wetted it with KY gel and positioned it at the entrance of his butt hole.

It was his first time having a plug inserted into his ass. I leaned on the side of caution not to inflict only just pain to him. Using my right hand to finger him while my left hand continued to cum control him, the boy was moaning louder when my finger went into his butt hole. Soon, I replaced my finger with the small size anal butt and it slipped comfortably in. I was surprised that his ass was not tight at all. I made a mental note to insert a bigger plug for the next training session.

I proceed to tie up his legs to prepare for the finale. I edged him with faster strokes and gave him even shorter breaks between the sets. Using both hands I rubbed against his dick pretend that I was trying to start a campfire, in this instant it was to ignite his mini fireworks.

I remembered he moaned and begged me twice, “Let me go! Let me go!” he cried. And groaned, “I’m cumming!” I paused for a two-minute cooling off period and proceeded with my campfire trick.

There was no word of warning when he cummed. Like a volcano, his white lava oozed out from the top of his dick onto my palms.

I slapped his stomach in objection of his poor communication. He protested and exclaimed,  “I told you just now that I was cumming!” Another mental note – this boy definitely deserved a second detention torment. 

Bound at a BDSM Party

I forced open my eyes. It was pitch dark. “Where am I?” I thought to myself. My head was still spinning for the mixture of Grand Marnier, Bombay Sapphire and Ginger Ale.

I felt a pinch on my nipple as a nipple clip was attached to it and then the other as well. This was one of the rare times that I reversed the roles and agreed to be a sub for the session.

Around me, I could hear people moaning. There were at least two other subs that were together with me in the room. Their moaning was both sexual and sensual. I was turned on but my dick was soft. Tired from my late night of drinking on Saturday and lack of horniness as I had cum two days ago, my cock failed me at the critical moment.

My nipples were sore from the touching and pinching early. I was bounded to the chair with my hands behind my back. I had a leather hood on and I had absolutely no control of the situation, anyone who walked past me in the room could casually play with my dick, balls or tits in any way that pleased them.

It was my first time attending a BDSM party. Growing bored of a one-on-one session, I was excited when I received the invitation from a GWM master for the Sunday afternoon party.

I did not know what to expect but I told myself to go with an open mind and be open to new experiences. Lucky for me, one of my BDSM friends had attended similar parties by the same organizer and ensured that it would be a light manner affair and no one would be force to do things that he did not want to.

As my usual role these days is Dom, I indicated on the mailing list I was a Master. I kept my options open as to being dominated should there be not enough subs/slaves or if there were better Masters whom I could learn from.

When I arrived, there was arrived a handful of people in the room. Party attendees were friendly and we strike up causal conversations. It took me a while to recognize one of them as KnottyZac, a fellow Dom and long-term MSN chat friend.

Once everyone had arrived, the party organizer gave a short speech and briefing on what to expect and the rules of engagement. Masters were responsible for the safety and welfare of the slaves. Walking away from a bounded slave without proper handing over of instructions to the next masters was prohibited.

We had a round of introduction for our name/alias and preference of role during the party before we changed into our party gear – most in underwear or swim, with a few in leather harness and/or hood.

KnottyZac had brought his own slave for dog training. He changed into the army officer cadet’s physical training set of red singlet and shorts while his slave was geared up in a black latex wrestling suit that exposed his nipples and ass hole. After dog boy was hooded up and collared, Master KnottyZac gladly show off his latest collection to the group.

Another sub had also hooded up and collared up. He sat on the sofa while another Master tested the sensitive of his nipples. I went forward to join in to fondle him for warm-up. Both of his nipples were pierced. He moaned as I played with them and told me how sensitive his tits were after the piercing.

The place was small but it was still comfortable for the party of 15 people. There were three rooms for play – the common hall area, the bondage room with metal bars and the master bedroom with cuffs for spread eagle position.

I went into the bondage room and there were already two subs being tied up. One of them was an experienced bondage master who took joy in being bounded by another Dom once in a while. The other was a sub who was blindfolded. His cock was hard and pre-cum was leaking as nipple clamps were attached to his chest. I took his dick and stroke his cock head till he moaned in helplessness.

Inside the master bedroom another pair of master and slave were having a session.

I was minding my own business and enjoying the scene of actions happening when the party photographer asked if I would like to sub for him. Upon agreeing to his request, I was told to kneel while a gas mask was attached to my head. I placed my hands behind the back while my nipples enjoyed the torture of hard pinching.

Outside, the slave with the nipple piercing was restrained by wooden poles. His arms and legs were immobilized by a master. Nipple clamps with weight were applied to his tits. The sight of that sexy slave was the last imagine I saw before I found myself bounded.

I was handed over by another master who attached a collar to my neck. He sat on me as I was ordered to crawl to the bondage room.

Once inside the bondage room, my hands were tied to the bar above me. There was another slave inside the room and he was moaning between pleasure and torture, meanwhile, my legs were also tied to the metal poles and I found myself behind suspended in the air.

My nipples were tortured with clamps and weights and my moaning was muffled as a mouth gag was attached. My body was cruelly handled to the pleasure of the master dominating me. I was fucked while in suspension.

Seeing that the position of being suspended in air was getting more uncomfortable for me, the master untied me. I was ordered to maintain an arching position that exposed my torso for the master’s pleasure. It wasn’t an easy posture to maintain, even more so when my cock and balls were subjected to the dom’s torturing enjoyment.

It took some time before I was led out to the common hall area to be released. I had a few drinks of liquor with mixers to relax myself.

Around me, a leather master was spanking his slave. Inside the bedroom, a master bedroom was fucking his bounded slave. The dog boy was tied to the doorframe to endure CBT and TT.

After I had recovered, I found the slave with nipple piercing being tied spread eagle in the master bedroom. Clothes pegs were attached to his nipples and onto this dick head. I watched as he moaned while the master continued the training.

It didn’t take long before I was taken as a slave for a second time. I was bounded to a chair to receive cum control and nipple torture by two masters. I stroke the master’s knee as he played with my nipples. It was an indication that a sub could give to the master to show that he was all right and enjoying what was being done to him.

I was rewarded with a few sensational rubbing against the neck. And I was also forced to stretch my body backwards as the masters cruelly worked on my nipples and my cock. Having to stretch my body left me feeling helpless which turned me on even more and I was moaning all the time while I was being pinched by the master.  I was cum controlled and played like a toy for the enjoyment of the two doms.

I was finally given the permission by one of the masters to cum but he was cruel to deny me a full orgasm. Although I had released my load by I was not satisfied.

The entire party lasted for 3-4 hours.  I performed by last act of servitude by sucking on the cock of the two masters who had played with me. Everyone received a “happy ending” before we washed up and headed for dinner. 

From Muscle Boy to Cheap Meat - Part 2

"Sir, pre-cum extraction is pure torture to a man! Especially pre-cum that must be transparent and not mixed with white impurities. Are you going to make me count how many times I have been edged?"

We took a break on Saturday to recuperate and decided to meet on Sunday instead. Muscle Boy was feeling horny from not cumming on Friday night's training session, and requested that I met him before dinner for a quick "workout".

It was a request that I couldn't resist. 

When I arrived, Muscle Boy had just returned from his meetings but proudly show-off to me his latest collection - a bottle of Gun Oil Lubricant, which he had bought in Chinatown. 

I went ahead for my shower and ordered him to change into his slave attire. Muscle Boy was already prep up when I had finished my shower. This time, he was stripped down to his red undies. Blindfolded and ready to serve.

I walked up and leaned against his back, rubbing my nipples against his back while sniffing his neck. My hands slowly moved towards his nipples and gave them a hard pinch. Muscle Boy jumped at the unexpected movement. 

His cock was already hard by the time I touched it. I pulled down his red briefs and a steel cock ring greeted me, holding his dick and balls firmly in place. I hit against his cock to warm it up for the session.

Gym style training session began. I would edge Muscle Boy 10-15 times in a position (one set) and then change the position for another set of edging. The aim to was to do as many sets as possible within 45 minutes before we headed out for dinner. I was (physically) hungry but I was hungrier to watch my horny cheap meat suffer.

We started with the standing position with me standing behind him, rubbing my chin against his sensitive neck while edging him. Muscle Boy was made to count the times I edged him. If he counted too softly, he would be ordered to count again starting from zero. When he forgot the number of times he had been edged or counted wrongly, the statistics would be back to square one again.

Muscle Boy completed several sets before we washed up to go for dinner. He was edged in standing, squatting, kneeling position as well as having his hands tied behind his back while he sat on the study desk waiting to be examined and edged. 

Our real "main course" commerced after dinner was digested. The training for this part was the most intense. During the "en-tree" session earlier, Muscle Boy was given longer breaks between edging and shorter edging duration. The timings were now reversed as the edging would last longer and only rest of less than five seconds between the edging motion.

Boy was made to lie on the couch while he was secured to the sides of the furniture. As the edging intensified, his legs were struggling to break free from the ropes. 

"One, Sir. Thank you Sir... two, Sir... three..." he continued as I changed the sets. 

By now his dick was so hard and I was afraid it might eject anytime. Muscle Boy was leaking pre-cum uncontrollably and during over dinner he was mentioning that he felt like a cheap meat and sex toy while being used by me with totally no control over his dick and senses. 

I rotated him through several other positions before making him stand on his two feet with his hands behind the neck. I was feeling exhausted after an hour and half of cum controlling and edging him. He had been edged 60 times prior to dinner and another 100 times during our "main course" session. 

I felt his breathing becoming heavily but I refused to let him go slower. Muscle Boy's body gave in and shot out his semen. I stopped jerking him when his first shot of cum was ejected, refusing to give him the full orgasm. 

After his first ejection, Muscle Boy's dick was still begging for attention. I gave him a minute to rest before continuing the edging torture. 

All in all, he cum once (without really experiencing orgasm), leaked out his cum juice twice and numerous times of pre-cum flowing out during the two sessions that night. 

During our postmortem chat, Muscle Boy said that he didn't realize that he had shot his load, in fact he was even hornier than before. We agreed to end his trip with a sweet memory of a "dessert" session a week later. 

End note: Unfortunately, due to work commitments, he was unable to meet and I gave permission for him to jerk off on his own when he was back in Hong Kong.