A Roman Experience - Part 2

A Roman Experience - Part 2

Based on an original story by Prisoner/J.D.

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Round One

I took a sip of wine, wondering whether or not Marcus was playing us the fool. There were eight of us. Surely this boy could not be made to come EIGHT times, no matter the stimulation or the incredible size of his enormous balls! But we were all pretty well in our cups by this time, and I was prepared to meet the challenge. And from the sounds of the others, they too were going to rise to the occasion.

"I'll torture the juice out of him!" I heard Lepulius's voice exclaim. I looked over to see him get up, unsteadily, from his couch and proceed even more unsteadily over to the bound youth.

Half way across the circle he stopped, and weaving slightly, turned back to his couch. We started to jeer at his apparent change of mind, but he simply ignored us and, upon reaching his couch, picked up his ivory tweezers, and smirked. He then turned and made his way across the circle to the waiting boy.

Upon reaching the youth, he reached up and rubbed the back of his hand across a handsome rosy cheek. He let one hand drop to the massive chest, and a finger began to trace designs across the smooth skin. He smiled at the boy, reached towards his pubic hair with the tweezers, and taking one of the strands, pulled hard.

"Ah, ahh!" the boy gasped in pain as Lepulius began to pluck each of the blond pubic hairs from the boy's crotch.

"Aaah, oooh!" the boy continued to groan as the hairs fell away from his crotch. Occasionally Lepulius would reach up with the tweezers and pinch one of the large rosy nipples, eliciting further yelps of pain from the young stud.

As Lepulius continued the torment, the boy's cock began to harden, swelling larger and larger with seemingly no end in sight. By the time Lepulius was halfway through the pubic hair, the lad's cock reached its full, eye-popping length. His was truly a cock out of legend, measuring over 14 full inches in length, and thick as a man’s forearm! The massive cock looked like some sort of barbarous war club, which was fitting since it was attached to a Dane. Even at full hardness, the boy’s foreskin covered the apple-sized cock head. The gargantuan penis was covered in a tracery of thick veins and pulsed mightily, oozing its first drop of precum. 

Lepulius reached over and plucked at the frenum that hung loose underneath the head of the youth's cock. "Ah, aaah!" the boy complained, and pulled mightily but uselessly at his restraints. Lepulius ignored him and resumed the plucking of his pubic hair and the pinching of his nipples.

After ten minutes or so, the boy's crotch had been completely denuded of its hair, and though the thick precum flowed continuously, he had not been forced to come. The crowed began to jeer Lepulius's efforts. He looked over to us with a scowl, and reaching down, began to pull out the hairs on the boy's big scrotum, occasionally pinching the thick skin as well.

"Aah, oooh, hssssh!" the boy moaned and began to pull even more furiously at the restraints that held his wrists and ankles, his huge muscles bulging heroically.

Then we saw Lepulius smile, and redouble his efforts, pulling out hairs that rested at the base of the boy's cock shaft. The cock began to slowly pulse upward, and we knew that Lepulius had won his wager. 

"Uuuuuuhhh!!!" the young stud groaned deep and long as his chest heaved, his muscular hips thrust outward, and his massive cock jabbed the open air. The first blast was awesome, a massive slug of cum that blasted skyward with incredible force, shooting a good six or seven feet up into the air before landing on the marble with a wet splat. Even more amazing was that the second slug was even more massive than the first, as was the third, and the fourth, and so on. The handsome young muscle stud was cumming like most men urinate, spewing forth wad after massive wad of thickest, creamiest cum I had ever seen, quickly drenching Lepulius in his hot male essence. 

The orgasm seemed to go on forever, and the stud blasted over 20 huge wads before the titanic orgasm finally began to ebb and cease. 

The small crowd began to cheer wildly, amazed by this incredible display of hyper masculine virility. Lepulius turned to us and smiled broadly at our accolades. Marcus was cheering along with us and nodded to a slave who came up to Lepulius with a bag of coins. Lepulius bowed deeply at his host and strode triumphantly back to his couch.