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Chapter 4: Plumber

Warning: The following is a sexually explicit story intended for the entertainment of mature adults. If you are offended by stories of such nature, do not read it. All characters are fictional and not intended to resemble any real people. Comments and suggestions (and even constructive criticisms) are welcomed.

"That was Yuka," Her first words off the phone gave me a start.

It was Saturday, four days later. I expected to hear from Yuka soon, but I never expected it so early in the morning. She and my wife were scheduled to go out later that night. I was looking forward to what might happen when they returned, after a few drinks in both of them, maybe they would even return with another movie. I expected to again see Yuka later in the day, but never expected her to call during breakfast.

"What did she want?" I asked hesitantly to my wife when she again returned to the kitchen table.

"She's got some kind of problem with the drain in the bathroom," Katie informed. "She was wondering if you could come over to take a look; maybe fix it."

I wasn't sure what it meant. Did she really have a plumbing problem? Or was it just an excuse to start some new fantasy the girls might have dreamed up? I couldn't be sure, but it had been 4 days, 4 full days without relief. Katie withheld sex from me all week. I half-expected Yuka to show up the previous day, on the anniversary of my first two performances, but no mention was made of her. My wife rolled over in bed and refused to even discuss sex the entire week.

If it really was a plumbing problem, then it wouldn't be the first time. I had helped unclog her kitchen sink 4 times since we moved in. As good as Yuka was at cooking, she didn't seem to grasp the concept of flushing the remains slowly down the garbage disposal.

"I suppose I should take a look," I noticed my hands shake as I took another sip of my coffee. I felt excited, yet at the same time apprehensive. On the one hand, I really needed it! On the other, I feared what the two of them might have dreamed up next. Secretly, I hoped it was the start of another fantasy. I hoped to just get it over with.

"And one more thing before you go over," My wife spoke as I got up to go. "Take off your clothes first."

"What?" I hesitated. My heart skipped. A twinge of excitement passed through my veins.

"I said take off your clothes first," She reiterated what I clearly heard the first time. "It might get messy. It'll probably get a little wet. I don't want you to dirty your clothes, so take them off first."

This was it! I realize I would soon get what I wanted, yet at the same time felt hesitant. Already I could feel my cock start to grow.

"You mean take them off now?" I attempted to clarify.

"Yes, right now!" Her words gave me no doubt.

Slowly, while still standing at the kitchen table, I stripped. One by one I placed each piece of clothing on the chair where I had just sat. First my shoes and socks, then shirt, and finally my pants. I hesitated just before taking off my shorts to look for a reaction from Katie, but saw none. She played the part perfect.

"That's excellent!" Her only reaction was a slight smile when she looked up to see my erection. "You better hurry and get over there."

I felt anxious to go, but first turned towards the bedroom. "Just let me get my robe first."

"Oh no you don't!" She spoke sternly as I passed behind her. "No robe. Go as you are."

I stopped, unsure if I was to really step outside in the nude. And not only nude, but wearing an erection too!

"But it's daylight!" I pointed out the obvious. "What about the neighbors?"

"Screw the neighbors," She brushed my concern aside. "Go through the back yard. They'll never see! You can always run if you want."

I stood behind her wishing I could see the reaction on her face. Somehow I knew a smile stood on the other side. I felt a devilish little smile form on her lips as she contemplated the possibility of yet another neighbor seeing me in the raw.

Turning, I went to go. I stepped to the back door, looked around to make sure no one was out, and then walked with a quick pace over to the next house. Half way there I remembered my tools, but then realized I already carried the only tool that was needed.

* * * * *

Thankfully, Yuka answered the door after only a single knock. I half-expected her to leave me standing outside her back door just for fun. Still wearing an erection, I didn't bother covering it. Yuka had already seen me twice already. She was sure to see me a lot more after I walked into her house.

"Thank you Jason!" Her eyes took notice as the door opened. I couldn't be sure for what she meant the word of thanks. Did she thank me for showing up so quickly to lend assistance? Or was she thanking me for exposing my cock? Either way, I just wanted to get inside before someone else might see me.

"Katie said you..." I staggered. "I mean your sink? Help with your sink?" I could hardly speak. My heart beat quickly. Breaths came in gasps from both the run through the back yard and in anticipation of what might happen next.

Yuka took a careful look at me.

I, at the same time, took a careful look back at her. Yuka wore a towel. Her hair was wet, and it looked like she had just stepped out of the shower. The towel wrapped around her midsection to cover all of the important parts but nicely came down low enough in front to expose the tops of swelling mounds.

"Sorry to be such a bother," She quickly regained her composure enough to show me inside. "But I was washing up in the bathroom when they drain wouldn't go down any more."

My eyes naturally roamed to her upper chest. They also noticed the substantial bulge beneath the towel. Clearly, Yuka wore no bra. Her boobs did an excellent job at providing a shelf on which to hold up the towel.

"I'll show you."

My eyes followed her backside as she walked to the bathroom. I noticed her legs. I wondered about her ass, and then wondered about her pussy on the opposite side too. I couldn't know if she wore a panty beneath. Thoughts of her pussy lying exposed just on the other side of the towel gave my cock an extra kick - not that it needed any.

"I tried to get it unclogged myself," Her behavior got me even more aroused than the towel. She spoke as though nothing was unusual. She acted like naked men showed up at her door every day.

"I watched you the other times," She turned to smile down at me. "I mean I watched you unclog the drains when you came over the other times to help. I bought the tools and thought I could do it myself, but this time something else is wrong."

Her bathroom was a mess. The sink was half full of water, the drain closed. Two wrenches laid along side all the rest of the girly paraphernalia common to a woman's countertop. She had already taken the trap off from under the sink. A cookie tray smartly held the water that had invariably leaked out below.

"You really did try to fix it!" I said my first coherent sentence since entering her house. Half expecting it to be a rouse just to get me over, I saw she really did have a problem with the drain.

"See it's not in the trap like the other time," She held up the trap so I could take a look for myself. "Water still goes through it," She demonstrated with the water in the sink. "I can't figure out what is wrong."

"You're right," I confirmed her findings. "That means the clog is somewhere else down the drain."

"Then what do I do next?"

"Just let me take a look first."

For a few seconds, I almost forgot about my own nudity. My natural mechanical mind became preoccupied with correcting the problem at hand. I thought only of the clogged pipe, of where the clog might be, of what I should do as the next step to fix it. I thought little of my naked body.

My nudity returned only when my head disappeared beneath the sink.

"That's very fine!" I heard Yuka say in hardly a whisper.

Only her feet remained visible. She stood just behind me. On my knees, with my head buried under the sink, I left her with an unencumbered view of my naked ass. For a moment, I wondered if she was looking. A moment later, I felt sure she was. The movie from two weeks before gave no doubt. I could feel her looking directly at my ass.

A few seconds later I felt something else. Something touched my ass. It felt smooth and warm, and it touched me right between the cheeks.

I jumped. My head hit the bottom of the sink.

"You all right down there," Yuka spoke with concern. The feeling left my ass. It had happened so fast I couldn't be sure. It felt almost like a dildo, but then was gone a moment later.

I protected my ass by turning around, which made it even worse.

"Even better!" She spoke in mock amusement, teasing me, letting me know what she could see. Only her feet remained visible. Her eyes stayed hidden. She could look as much as she wanted, and I knew she took advantage of every second of it.

The realization that Yuka was staring down at my erect cock made me even harder. It started to throb as I lay buried beneath the sink, and then I felt it start to pre-cumm too.

"Oh yes, very fine!" She spoke as I felt the wetness. My body was unable to withstand the arousal of the moment.

"Can you see anything yet?" She regained her composure enough to ask a minute later.

"Nothing obvious," I lied. In fact, the flashlight revealed a small red ball lodged firmly into the pipe. I immediately Yuka put it there herself, probably jammed it in from below just to get me under her sink in the raw.

"Well I'm seeing quite a lot," She let me in on her little secret. "Keep looking. I'm in no hurry."

Indeed she wasn't. Yuka enjoyed looking at a naked man in the flesh, and she especially seemed to enjoy looking at full men. I knew that much from the movie. Now she demonstrated.

Then, I felt it again. My body jumped. Something smooth touched the side of my cock.

"Hope you don't mind if I entertain myself while you work?" She let out a giggle as the feeling remained. It felt mechanical, like plastic. It first stroked a few times up and down the side, and then rounded around to the underside. Whatever Yuka held in her hand, she used it to push on my hard-on, pushing it to the side and then pushing it up from below. I didn't have to look to know when she had it pointed straight up into the air.

"I guess I don't mind," I answered after a long pause, staggering, not quite believing what was happening.

"Good!" The normally shy Yuka lost most of her inhibitions. "Because I like to play."

She played while I worked. Or rather, she played. I couldn't do much work. I couldn't do much of anything under the sink. The feeling was incredible; the stroking, exquisite. I could hardly think straight.

Yuka seemed to know what she was doing, as if she had practiced many times before. She played upon my erect cock as though she was experimenting with it, pointing it all directions, testing how much it could bend, its firmness, how much she could pull it back. The smooth feeling of the tool stroked up and down and then through the wetness forming on the tip. I pre-cummed, and then I continued to pre-cumm even more.

Curiosity eventually overtook me. I glanced down the length of my body to see her play. I couldn't see much out the narrow opening of the bathroom cabinet, but I could see enough. I saw her hand and the object in it.

Quickly, I turned away. I couldn't take the sight. Clearly, she held a dildo. It even contained the bulbous head of a cock, the mushroom tip of a hard cock. Yuka was using her dildo on me, and I couldn't help but imagine where the dildo had been. In my mind, an image formed of her using it on herself, stroking it in and out, using it for what it was intended to be used for. I had a hard time imagining that shy little Yuka even owned a dildo, much less was capable of using it like she was.

"How's it going down there?" She broke my concentration with a question, asking it as she waved my cock back and forth with the dildo, pushing it from one side and then quickly pushing it back from the other.

"Fine!" I staggered for a loss for words, and I think in a higher than normal pitch in my voice too.

"Take your time," Then she offered. "I've got plenty of time. You have all morning."

I sighed at the implication of her words. There was no way I would be able to last all morning. There was no way I would last another 5 minutes. In fact, I wanted to reach down, grab my own cock, and let my hand fly. I didn't care if Yuka saw me doing myself. In fact, I think she would have enjoyed watching me.

Even better, I wished Yuka would grab it. The plastic dildo was enough to make me feel incredibly horny, but not nearly enough to push me over the edge. It was like a torture device designed to make my cock pre-cumm but not enough to force it into a real cumm.

"I like it best like this," At one point she let me know her favorite position of my cock. She pushed on it from below and made it stick straight up into the air. "It looks like a rocket this way."

"Oh fuck!" I couldn't help but cry out at both her actions and at her words.

"Something wrong?" She giggled in response, pushing me so that my cock pointed even higher. "You drop something? You break something under there?"

"No," I assured the shy little vixen seated below me. Yuka played the part well. She acted as if I no more than dropped a tool or stripped a pipe under the sink, rather than her playing with my own tool. I could hardly stand it, and just when I could stand it no longer it got worse.

"Fuck!" I jumped when Yuka turned it on.

It vibrated! I realized it wasn't just a dildo, but she was touching me with her vibrator.

"Oh Yuka!" I invariably cried out.

"Yes Jason," She answered in mock amusement. "Did you want something?"

"No!" I answered in a high pitched squeal.

My cock started to throb. I felt the pre-cumm begin to flow. Not just drip, but she made wetness almost flow out the tip of my cock. My wife had never used a vibrator on me. No one ever had. I figured Yuka had seen it in one of her movies and now tried it out on me.

The vibrator stroked up and down. She used it to arouse me, and then to make me even more aroused. Most of the time she left my cock in her favorite position, like a rocket. I felt as though it was about to launch. I fought a tremendous desire to grab it - even if that's precisely what Yuka wanted me to do.

A few minutes later the doorbell came to my rescue. It rang, and she immediately stopped and pulled the vibrator away. I felt relieved for a moment, and then empty. She hadn't used the vibrator portion for long. I could hardly stand it when she did use it, and I wanted it back when it left me.

"I wonder who that could be?" She asked to herself. "You just keep working, Jason, and I'll go see who's at the front door."

Of course, I knew who it was. It was Katie, my wife. She had come to rescue me. Or rather, she came , but what would she think when she saw me like this. Defying Yuka's order, I wiggled out from under the sink and took a look down at myself. My cock looked harder than ever before. It also seemed to look bigger. And not only hard and big, but so damn wet too! The thing dripped in pre-cumm. It looked like I had just stuck my hard-on in a jar of clear oil and pulled it out again. I couldn't believe what Yuka had done to me, and then couldn't believe what she witnessed while doing it. A wave of shame came over me as I realized that Yuka had not only seen my cock as I now saw it, but she had watched it as it pre-cummed and turned into what I now witnessed.

"Oh Jason!" She called from down the hall. "Could you take a break and come out here please."

"Coming!" I started to say and then stopped, realizing the ironic implication of my words. I was indeed coming. First pre-cumming, and then I was going to cumm.

"Could you come on out here to the living room," Yuka insisted when I wasn't fast enough. "There's a friend of mine I'd like to show you off to."

I got up and walked out. I felt anxious. Mention of the living room tempted me. The living room of Yuka, where she just might have a coffee table like our own. If she did, I certainly was going to be asked to kneel in front of it. Then, I hoped, my wife would show me off once more.

I confidently walked out the bedroom and then walked down the hall. There was no need to dress. No need existed to even cover myself. I walked confident, bare, with my hands grasped behind me to give them full frontal view of my nudity. My cock stood up so hard that it hardly moved as I walked. It also dripped, pre-cumming even more from the remnant feelings of the vibrator. I walked quickly into the living room and stood before them.

"Oh my!" A new voice spoke.

I gasped. I almost fell over. The voice belonged to a new girl. The body sitting in the chair wasn't Katie, like I had assumed. My wife was still at home.

"Freeze!" Yuka shouted just as I started bringing my hands forward. "Keep them behind you."

I froze automatically. My hands stopped at my side. I paused, and then slowly reached behind me. I don't know why, but I just did it. Yuka's voice was a surprise. I don't think I had ever heard her shout before.

"Stay standing," She shouted again. "Stand at attention before my friend, Sharon."

My body stiffened. I stood upright, proud, and like an idiot with my erect cock before them. Her words had a double meaning, I realized. She didn't want me at attention, but my cock.

"This is Jason," Yuka then surprised me even more with her words. "He's my latest purchase."

The stranger named Sharon let out a smile. She was small and cute, like Yuka, with brunette hair and an oriental complexion. She also looked young, about the same age as Yuka, suggesting perhaps the two of them had grown up together. They could even have been related.

"Hi Jason!" Her sweet sounding voice greeted. The voice sounded innocent, naive, not at all like the typical voice of a woman with experience enough to look unfazed at a naked man standing before her.

"He doesn't talk," Yuka answered before I had a chance to say anything - not that I could have - and then added. "He only fucks."

"OI see!" The response came immediate. Sharon jumped. I might have too.

"And he fucks really well!" Yuka shocked me even more. "As you can see, we've just been going at it. He woke up with a hard-on this morning, and we've been going at it for the last two hours."

"Two hours!" She spoke amazed.

I felt just as amazed. Two hours! Impossible! No way could I go at it for two hours, especially with Yuka. Two minutes would be an achievement, yet I refused to say anything to argue against her testimony.

"Three orgasms so far!" Yuka let out a sigh. "He's really something. Jason's given me three orgasms so far this morning!"

Sharon gave the look of shock, and then she looked like she actually believed it. The sight of my dripping cock probably helped. So did the towel around Yuka's body. It indeed did look as if the two of us had just come from the bedroom. It looked like we had just experienced an intense fucking session.

"And not only long lasting," Yuka turned to me. "But as you can for yourself, he's got it where it counts too."

Sharon smiled. She also looked, looked at it. "Yes, I see!"

Indeed she could see. I remained standing before them like a human statue, allowing her to see, giving her eyes full access to my fullness.

"He's quite the fuck toy!" Yuka spoke in language I had never heard her speak before.

"He looks to be quite the cock slave too!" The stranger named Sharon agreed.

I couldn't believe the way the two of them spoke. They talked about me like I was an animal, like I was livestock, like I didn't really exist as a human being. Their only care was the object sticking out from between my legs.


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And they acted so calm, so normal, as if they had done this a hundred times before. How many previous times had Yuka paraded men before her friend? What kind of girl was she?

"That's enough for now," Yuka waved me aside as I thought about it. "Get back to work. I'll join you in a minute to ride that big cock of yours and finally finish you off."

To my surprise, I didn't want to leave. I wanted to stay. I liked the way they treated me.

But reluctantly, I left. I backed up while still facing them, distinctively noticing the way Sharon's eyes kept their focus on my cock the whole time. For the first time I noticed the way her blouse lay opened in front to expose bare skin half-way down her chest. Clearly, she didn't wear a bra underneath, but then at least she wore a lot more than me.

* * * * *

"You did good!" Yuka joined me a few minutes later as I sat at the sink.

Her and Sharon talked for a few minutes longer. I heard them from the bathroom, talking in the living room and then saying their good-bys. As I listened, I half-expected Yuka might bring her friend back to the bathroom to check my progress and embarrass me even more, but she never did. Her friend simply left as if there was nothing unusual about coming over to Yuka's house and seeing a naked man appear from around the corner. I wondered how many times she had seen it before.

"I hope I didn't embarrass you by showing you off like that to a stranger," Yuka stepped into the bathroom to console.

"What?" I couldn't believe her conclusion. Of course I was embarrassed! How could I not be, being showed off naked and hard to a total stranger.

"But you don't look embarrassed," She countered, looking again, looking right down at it. "In fact, you look like you loved it!"

Yuka looked at my cock. It still stood hard and at attention. I couldn't help but remain hard at the thought of what happened. I'd been hard the whole time. The anticipation of them walking back to join me kept it that way. I would remain hard for a very long time if Yuka had anything to say about it.

"Now why don't you get back to work," She broke her stare to make a glance down under the sink. "You still need to finish with my pipes while I still need to finish with yours."

She made no effort to hide her lust. Yuka wanted me. She wanted my cock, and I wanted her to have it. She started in again with the vibrator the second my head disappeared under the sink. Up and down it vibrated against my dick. Sticky with pre-cumm, it soon turned wet again as she made it leak some more.

"We naturally don't want to say anything to your wife about what just happened," Yuka cautioned a minute later. "Even though we actually didn't do anything, you know, I still don't want her to know. If Katie found out, she might not let you come back over to do it again."

"Again?" I said to myself in surprise, then the realized I had also said it out loud.

"Of course!" She sighed as if it was obvious, the vibrator still turned on high. "Provided you're a good boy and you don't tell your wife, maybe I can introduce you again."

I couldn't help but grow excited at the prospect of meeting Sharon a second time. I pictured myself again walking into the room, but this time knowing who would be there to meet me.

"Except next time she's going to get to know you a little better," Yuka hinted at an even more erotic meeting than the first. "I know you enjoyed it. I can tell you enjoyed it. Every man likes to show himself off, especially big men like yourself."

Unfortunately for me, she was right. The truth was, I did enjoy it.

"So we're going to do it again the next time you come over," She concluded. "Except next time we're going to show you off a little more."

I took a hard swallow. "A little more?" I thought to myself. Sharon had already seen me naked and erect. There wasn't much more to see, but then I realized what Yuka had seen.

"Please!" I squirmed from under the sink.

"That's right!" She seemed to read my mind. "I'm going to show you off to Sharon in the same way your wife showed you off to me."

I gasped. My cock started to throb at the thought. Not just Yuka, but now another woman too. How many more would see me?

"And another thing," She continued still further. "I had to specifically promise to Katie that I wouldn't touch, but she didn't say anything about letting my friends."

"Please!" My cock started to throb even harder at the thought. Not just watch, but she wanted her friend to participate too. The combination of the vibrator and her words took me to the edge and then held me there.

"And I should probably warn you," Yuka make sure I stayed balanced. "Sharon is quite the cock-teaser. She likes dominating men and keeping them hard for hours. Next time you come over, I'll have to make sure to plan for a bigger job so you have more time."

Not just Sharon, but the vibrator was doing an excellent job at cock-teasing me too. I felt like cumming so bad, yet the vibrations weren't quite strong enough to send me over. I couldn't help but wonder what Sharon would think when she was watching me do the same.

"But first we'll have to save you up for a few days to get the biggest possible load," She added a minute later. "I'll talk with your wife and tell her to keep you dry for at least a week before."

I felt myself rapidly approach the edge. The vibrator was too much. Her words made it even worse. They shy little Yuka was shy in public, but certainly not in the privacy of her own bedroom.

"You're a natural," She congratulated me as I let out a grunt and then cummed over myself.

"Such a big cock!" She watched as I grunted and let go a second time and then a third. "And such a big load of seed!"

I felt myself let go a fourth time and then even a fifth. It wouldn't stop. The vibrator seemed to draw it out. I had never before cummed at the touch of a vibrator. It was a marvelous sensation, especially the way it extended my pleasure.


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"But he makes such a mess onto the towel," Yuka commented. "Aren't you worried it might get soiled."

I once again knelt naked in the living room and in front of a coffee table, except this time it was Yuka's living room and Yuka's table. My wife was again masturbating me. And once again, naturally, Yuka sat fully clothed and watched.

"I suppose it does," My wife answered and then thought more about it. "Sperm is so nasty, you know, especially when he expels so much of it!"

The two of them smiled at this remark. I saw them both out the corner of my eye: Katie seated in the closest position and Yuka immediately beside her. I could tell that the two of them liked the humiliation caused by their words. It somehow gave them more power, more control over me: Katie because she once again got to embarrass me, and Yuka because she got to watch.

We had arrived at the back door about an hour before. Katie knocked with one hand while holding my dick with the other. Yuka noticed the placement of her hand right away. I suppose she also noticed my size. Naturally, the big thing stood upright and at attention. Her eyes looked down and her lips smiled to acknowledge it, but then she turned away as though to purposely ignore it.

It was movie night. After greetings and a few brief niceties, we were invited inside. Or rather, Katie was invited. "And bring along your slave too," I remembered Yuka pronounce as she stepped into the living room. I no longer was a person, but a slave that my wife took along when we went out together.

It didn't surprise me that Yuka had a whole library of x-rated movies. I almost expected it. What did surprise me was the fact she kept them all in full view. A combination of tapes and CDs sat neatly stacked side-by-side in a bookcase in her living room. They even had the original wrappers on, along with the pictures of naked men in bindings. I never noticed before, but then I never purposely looked around for x-rated videos either. Who would?

We sat down on the couch: The girls on either side with me neatly jammed in the middle. Yuka selected a movie a lot like the first. That is, the men were slaves and the women masters. The only real difference was the plot, or at least what little of a plot there was. The movie was done in some foreign language - German, I think - but the language didn't make much of a difference.

The opening scene was a room full of naked men rowing at the ores of a slave ship. They were strong-looking men, men with heavy muscles. They sat in what looked like the bottom-most hold of a ship, in a wooden ship, and in a gloomy room that ran most of the length of the ship. The time was that of the Romans, maybe two-thousand years ago, like perhaps in the time of Cleopatra. It was a slave ship where the women most obviously stood in charge and the men served as slaves.

The large quantity of men gave me an initial shock. I counted seven rows of them, two to each ore, and an ore to each side. That made 28 men in all, twenty-eight stripped men working at the ores. How did they ever find 28 men willing to make such a movie? Katie immediately liked it.

The women in the movie, predictably, held whips and wore leather. They also wore high healed black boots and two-piece leather braziers that barely covered the rest of their bodies. I dare say they were dressed sexy enough to get me hard, but then I was already hard. Katie's hand made sure to keep me that way.

Yuka might have made me hard too. She dressed in a button-down blouse that looked like it was about to bust open. Between the buttons lay boob and bra. I couldn't help but see between her buttonholes due to the stretching caused by her swelling mounds. She looked nice. She even looked sexy. My initial suspicions about the size of her boobs appeared correct. Indeed she did have a sizable pair. It looked as though all her walking and other exercises made her loose inches everywhere except her chest.

Meanwhile, back on the television screen, more sexily clad women appeared in the movie. It started with two: a slave-master who walked up and down the center row of men with a whip, and a second woman who kept time by thumping on a large drum in front. But soon, additional women joined the scene. They walked down into the gloomy room and selected amongst the men. The whip-lady in charge unshackled the chosen man or sometimes multiple men from the bench. They were then almost dragged upstairs and out of sight.

This continued several times more. One woman after another walked into the room to select her man or multiple men. It looked like they were proceeding down the ranks: First the captain and then the commander and then the lower subordinating officers. The reason this looked to be the case was because the first few women took the best men. Not only did the first ones look more handsome and carried more muscle, but they looked to have longer dicks.

"Oh, look at that one!" Katie cried out at the sight of the first one.

"Those two aren't bad either!" Yuka pointed at the selection of the next pair.

In only a few minutes, half the men were gone. Those remaining had to row twice as hard to make up for it as the drumbeat continued at the same rate throughout. You could see their extra effort by the sweat it made on their brows.

At first the movie didn't show what happened to the men after they were taken away. All you saw were their naked behinds as they were walked with shackled hands and ankles up the stairs. This, I'm sure, was done on purpose. It was done for dramatic effect, to make imaginations wonder, to make your minds picture what might be going on. Not only mine, but the girls too.

"I bet she's really going to get a good fuck out of that one," Yuka giggled after the selection of an especially well endowed young man by the third officer in charge.

"He's got to be like six inches while still soft!" Katie saw it too.

"And I bet he'll give a full nine inch salute when she gets him up on deck," Yuka joked.

Only later did the movie hint at what was being done to the men. I suspected it all along. Not exactly, of course, but I could pretty much guess at what was being done to the men upstairs. It was confirmed after the first of the men returned.

"Oh my!" Katie stared wide-eyed at the condition of the man upon his return. He wore a partial erection. He also sweated and looked like he had just worked as much as the remaining half of the men who still worked at the rows. But what she noticed most of all, and what I noticed too, was the globby white substance that dripped off his dick-head and lay splattered over his stomach and chest.

"He's been milked!" Yuka spoke with glee.

"Indeed he has!" Katie agreed with delight.

The female officer had most obviously taken him upstairs, laid him down on his back, and then proceeded to masturbate on his cock until she forced him to cumm. He was bound when he left and probably stayed bound the entire time. I suspected the officer hardened his cock and then masturbated upon it while he lay helpless to stop her from doing whatever she could dream up.

A second man returned the same way, and then a third. Each of them returned in the same condition as the first.

Finally, the scene shifted upstairs.

"Goody!" Katie squirmed in her seat with delight.

Naked men lay shackled to the deck. Six of them in all, I counted, lay naked and shackled by their wrists and ankles. Female officers knelt down beside each of them and worked. Some stroked on their cock-slaves. Others sucked them. The third in charge and the one who left with the longest dick was busy riding her's.

Each man naturally wore an erection, and I noticed all of them were blessed with unusually long dicks. Some of the women even talked to each other as they worked. I didn't understand what they were saying because I did not know the language, but I could imagine them talking about the cocks in their hands, mouth, and even the one with a cock up her cunt.

"Look at her ride her buck!" Katie seemed most interested in the woman who was riding her cock-slave.

"Wait 'till you see where she's riding him too!" Yuka hinted at what was to come.

A minute later the woman cried out with what must have been a powerful orgasm. It could have been overacting, but after she rose off him and we all got to see his ten inch cock, I didn't think any acting was involved at all.

Katie got more and more excited as the movie progressed. Her hand kept on my cock the entire time, holding it, squeezing it, and occasionally giving it a quick stroke. Sometimes she would almost let go. Other times she pointed it straight up into the air with a single finger as though she was showing it off to Yuka. The whole time I remained erect and eventually started to give her copious amounts of pre-cumm. Half way through the movie my cock was thoroughly coated. By the time the closing credits crossed the screen, it was drenched.

Yuka looked, and she wasn't at all shy about looking either. I suppose she had already seen the movie numerous times. My dripping cock interested her a lot more. She seemed to look especially close when Katie modeled it for her. The sight of her staring eyes made my juices flow more than usual.

One by one each of the men on the television screen were jerked off into submission. Most of them fought at the beginning. None put up much of a fight. It was as though they had been jerked off many times before, maybe they were even made to do it multiple times per day.

Katie and Yuka made comments while sitting on either side of me. They talked about the men, the size of their cocks, and then about them being masturbated and how much they cummed. They talked right in front of me, a naked man, while I sat between them. They acted as if I wasn't even there.

"Nice cock!" Katie would say about one of the men.

"Wait 'till you see his load!" The sweet young Yuka turned increasingly crude.

* * * * *

Like I said, the movie didn't have much of a plot. It was a simple movie of men being masturbated and then jerked off until they cummed. We watched it until the end, and then it was time to switch to the live show.

"Are you sure his sperm won't soil the towel," Yuka went about her worry. "I don't want him to soil my towel. He might cumm too much jizz for me to wash back out."

"I'm pretty sure he won't," Katie assured her. "I can always stop if you're worried about it."

"Oh no!" She insisted. "Go right ahead and keep going for however long it takes."

It had already taken quite a bit of time. First the movie, and then the live show. Counting Katie's prep time and the walk over, I must have already been hard for about an hour. I did get a little soft a couple times while they watched, but a few quick little strokes by Katie was enough to quickly put me on full display again.

"You know, I've got an idea on how I could keep the towel from getting soiled," Yuka perked up a minute later. She behaved like she had just made a major discovery. I cringed with the thought of what might be up the sleeve of this little vixen.

"Really?" Katie grew curious.

"How about if I take the place of the towel?" She offered. "What if I took the place of the entire table?"

"Take it's place?"

Katie appeared confused. So was I. How could she take the place of the towel and the coffee table? What nasty new idea did she have in her mind?

"It's kind of difficult to explain," She answered with a devious smile. "It would be easier if I just showed you instead."

My wife hesitated. Her stroking action continued unabated. It looked as if this part of the evening was not planned out ahead of time.

"Well, I suppose you could show me."

In the end she agreed, naturally, just as I knew she would. She was willing to agree with anything Yuka suggested.

She also stopped stroking. The two of them got up and moved the coffee table out of the way. It wasn't heavy. With one on each end, they easily lifted the table and placed it out of the way.

Meanwhile, they left me where I was, kneeing on the floor with my hands grasped behind me. I didn't understand. I didn't know what Yuka was up to, but understood enough to know it would somehow involve my cock.

Yuka soon answered my question by doing exactly what she said she would do, by taking the place of the towel and taking the place of the coffee table. First she kneeled, and then she went down on all fours. Facing me, she knelt on her hands and knees like a cat where the coffee table had just been.

"Like this!" She started several feet away, but then walked forward on her hands and knees. It took only a few seconds before she was right in front of me. Indeed she took the place of the table, literally. My protruding erection practically hit her in the face. Katie went back to stroking and then had to shorten her strokes so not to hit our sexy young neighbor in the nose.

Meanwhile, my breathing came in gasps. My cock was aimed directly at her. I knew what she wanted, yet at the same time couldn't believe it. It was as though the thought was too inconceivable for me to accept.

"Interesting!" Katie probably thought the same thing. "But isn't he just going to make a mess on the carpet instead?"

"Don't worry," Yuka assured her. "I'll make sure to catch every drop."

She did it quick, between strokes. She did it in perfect timing with Katie's strokes. While Katie's hand was near the base of my member, Yuka made a sudden lunge at it.

"Oh God!" I felt her mouth. First her lips and then her tongue, the sensation was unbelievable. I couldn't look down as I suddenly found myself in Yuka's mouth.

I waited for her to yell at Yuka. She at least should have told her to back away, maybe frown at her for being so forward. But instead, she did the unbelievable. She simply continued stroking, although with shorter strokes, acting as though there was nothing unusual about the neighbor girl taking me into her mouth. I couldn't believe she had actually allowed another woman to take me like that.

"Do you see now?" Yuka pulled back to question after a long suck. "Nothing will drip on the carpet. I'll make sure to catch every drop."

It took me a moment to return back to reality and realize what was happening - or at least what had just happened. Up until now Yuka wasn't allowed to touch, but now she was suddenly allowed to suck. I couldn't believe it!

It took Katie a moment to come back to reality too. She stopped stroking for a second afterwards. Maybe she didn't like Yuka's idea. Perhaps our neighbor had violated some unknown rule. Whatever the reason, I don't think it was part of the devious prearranged plan that the girls had drawn up.

Yuka refused to pause or to give in to any sign of embarrassment. Almost as quick as she took me the first time, she came back down on me again. She lowered herself further, and a moment later I felt Katie's hand leave me altogether. It was as though my cock was being given away. I had just been sold to our neighbor.

"Oh fuck!" I couldn't believe it. My heart started racing. My body began to sweat. It was a good thing Katie had stopped, for there was no way I would be able to control myself with both women at once. Even so, the thought of cumming into Yuka's mouth sent my head spinning. I couldn't believe it. I wanted to so bad.

Yuka started up again too. With the head of my cock now free, she came back down on it again. I felt her lips, and then felt the tip of her tongue run across the head.

"But what if it drips out?" Katie regained her composure enough to ask. "I don't want it to drip onto your carpet!"

"Don't worry!" Yuka backed off my cock-head for a second to speak. "I'll make sure to swallow every drop."

"Oh God!" I couldn't believe it.

Katie let out a sigh. I almost exploded from the words out of the mouth of our dirty little neighbor.

"Provided it's all right with you?" Then she backed off a second time to ask from just above my waist. "We can put the table back if you want, but I'd much rather swallow your husband if you don't mind?"

Out the side of my eyes I saw Katie smile. She pretended to think about it for a second, and then she smiled. It didn't take her long to make up her mind. Nothing had to be said. Her stretched out arm and then the resumed motion of her hand told me all I needed to know.

The strokes came back. So did the sucking. Yuka worked the tip of my cock like an expert, sucking it in and then licking around the tip. My wife never much liked oral sex, but Yuka had no problem with it. In fact, I suspected she did it every night. She knew just where to push and how much suction to use. It didn't take long for my heart to start racing. It didn't take long for me to start breathing heavy. I could feel it approach.

"I'm gunna cumm!" I warned.

And both of them immediately backed off.

"Get ready for a blow," My wife laughed.

"I'm ready!" Yuka stopped only long enough to speak, and then went right back at it again a few seconds later.

"Oh God!" I felt it approach a second time.

And she did the same to me again, and then yet again. Over and over again she brought me to the peak and then backed off. I couldn't help but cry out every time it approached. First I spoke, later I just moaned. I tried not to, but I just couldn't help it.

Meanwhile, my wife backed off and sat upon the couch to watch Yuka go to work on my cock. She seemed to enjoy the show. I think she liked the way Yuka was able to cock-tease me, the way she almost let me go and then backed off again.

"I've starved him for a couple of days, you know," She eventually informed the young vixen.

"Good!" Yuka backed off yet again to speak. "I like it when they really blow!"

She lowered her head to more fully engulf my member. Her licks turned more to sucks. I couldn't help but try to push forward my hips and attempt to go in deeper, to which she simply backed off in return.

"I must say you're an excellent cocksucker," Katie spoke in compliment to our neighbor. "I can tell you've had a lot of experience."

"Yummy," The young girl at my waist pulled off from my near-bursting cock to acknowledge. "Your husband sure has a delicious cock."

The licking, the sucking, the twirling of her tongue around the tip of my cock; she was good, really good. I thought she was good with the vibrator, but she was even better with her mouth and tongue.

"I'm glad you like him," My wife spoke from somewhere seemingly far away. "But if you think he tastes good now, just wait for the salty little delight he's about to give you."

I almost did it right there. She had me right on the edge. If not for her pulling off to speak, I think I would have exploded into her mouth the next second.

"I can't wait!" Yuka sat back. "Especially after you starved him."

She went back at it a second later. The two women must have talked about me during the week. It sounded like they had discussed my cock. Yuka probably knew exactly how long I had been starved for sex.

"I saved him up all week just for you," Katie spoke to my delight. "It was difficult for me. It was even more difficult for Jason, but I hope you appreciate the result."

I leaned my head back, pushed my hips forward, and let out a deep grunt.

"Oh!" Yuka took it all.

I finally let go. I cummed again and again. I think I cummed even more than with the vibrator. Yuka's long tease made the explosion. It seemed like I had cummed more than I had ever cummed before. Three long streams at the minimum. Several more pulses followed. I cummed for almost a full minute before it was all done.

"That was delicious!"

Best of all, Yuka took all of it. She had swallowed every drop, just as she said she would. It looked to be almost too much for her. A small strand of cumm dribbled off her lips, to which she used a single finger to wipe it off and then sucked it into her mouth.

"Have to eat it all," She smiled at me.

"Of course," My wife agreed.

For the first time in several minutes I looked over to my wife. It was hard to know how long it had been. Ten minutes, or was it closer to fifteen? Yuka had teased me for much longer than I was used to.

"I'll have to invite you back over before he soils another towel," Katie laughed.

"Anytime!"

I gasped in astonishment at her invitation.

THE END...?


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