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“Wake up old Buddy” Ben yelled. Greg opened his eyes and looked up to see Ben standing above him naked. “It’s a new day lets have some more fun.” Greg sat up. Every muscle ached from the beating they had taken the day before. Greg had never felt so fully dominated and humiliated. After regaining his senses yesterday and being assured by Ben that there would be no more wrestling Greg decided he would stay in hopes of turning the tables on his tormentor. Ben had gone into great detail that night how he had lusted after Greg all four years of college and had dreamed of an opportunity to dominate him. Ben had hidden all of Greg’s clothes and they had spent the night in the buff and despite the pain inflicted on him Greg had to admit to himself that the idea of getting revenge on Ben was intriguing and worth the risk of staying. Now as the two of them stood naked, face-to-face, with Ben sporting an 8” hard on, Greg began to wonder if he’d made a big mistake. Ben squeezed Greg’s left pec and Greg let out a yell as the sore muscle screamed. Ben’s dick jumped at the sound of Greg’s pain. “This is gonna be more fun than yesterday.” Ben cuffed Greg on the back of the head pushing him out the door toward the pool area. Once outside Ben grabbed Greg and threw him into the pool. As Greg’s head broke the surface Ben jumped in and put Greg in a headlock, driving Greg’s head under water. Greg knew he had only one chance or his larger opponent would once again destroy him. With his lungs screaming for air, Greg reached around Ben’s muscled right thigh and clasped Ben’s balls in his hand. Greg squeezed with all the strength he had and Ben screamed and released the headlock. Greg shoved Ben back against the pool wall with his left arm as he tightened his grip on Ben’s testicles. Ben began to throw punches into Greg’s head. The first blow brought stars and Greg was afraid he would lose his grip. The second had little effect and the third blow Greg hardly felt at all as Ben’s strength failed from the pain working its way through his body. Ben moaned and his hands went down to Greg’s trying to pry the vice loose as what little strength he had left drained away. “How do you like this hold? Greg said. I call it the Ball Claw.” Ben just moaned and his legs slowly collapsed as the remaining strength left his body. Only Greg’s hold on his abused testicles kept Ben from sinking under the surface. Greg jerked Ben’s balls up keeping him on his feet and dragged him out of the pool. He threw Ben down on the ground face first and Ben lay there a moment then tried to push himself up. Greg planted a knee into the small of Ben’s back driving him back down. Greg was concerned that Ben might be able to still overpower him if he recovered at all from the assault. So with Ben lying face down in the grass, Greg stretched his right arm out to his fullest extent and drove a knee into the bicep over and over. Ben screamed as each blow worked its way deeper into the muscle. After ten knee drops Greg moved over and did the same to Ben’s left arm. Greg rolled Ben over and his arms fell uselessly to his sides. “Those big muscles look pretty pitiful now” he taunted. Barely conscious, Ben just lay there moaning. Greg drove a knee into his now defenseless victim’s midsection and Ben began to writhe under the weight pressing deeper and deeper into him. Greg reached down and gave Ben’s balls another squeeze for good measure. Greg took one of the ropes Ben had used the day before and tied Ben’s arms behind him. He then found a longer piece of nylon rope. “This should do nicely” he stated and headed back to his prone opponent. Ben was trying to sit up having recovered slightly from the assault. “Looks like the tables have turned.” Greg said. He grabbed Ben’s feet tipping him back on the grass and spread his legs. He looked Ben in the eye, “What’s worse? He asked. The pain or the anticipation.” “NO, NO! Ben yelled as Greg stomped his balls. “AAARRRGGHH! Ben screamed as the lightning bolt shot through him. Greg laughed as he stood there still holding Ben’s feet skyward. Suddenly Greg realized he was sporting a full hard on. “Uh oh roomy Looks like I’m actually into this stuff.” Greg dropped Ben’s feet tied the rope around Ben’s cock and balls and dragged Ben to his feet. “Let’s see how much stamina you have.” Greg pulled on the rope forcing Ben to follow to the edge of the deep end of the pool. Greg walked around and stood on the diving board mocking Ben by flexing as Ben had done the day before. He then gave a jerk on the rope, pulling Ben into the water. Ben began to kick his way to the surface but felt his groin being pulled up by the rope. As his head broke the surface Ben shouted. “Shit, what are you trying to do pull my balls off.”? Greg just laughed reaching down rubbing his own cock. “Funny, mine feel pretty good today.” Greg tied the end of the rope off to the diving board and stood back admiring his handy work. Ben had a choice. He could kick his feet to keep his head above water or he could allow the rope to hold him up enduring the painful squeeze. Ben began to kick trying to relieve the pressure on his testicles. Ben was able to keep himself afloat for quite awhile. But he slowly began to tire. He would slow his kicking until he felt the tightening on his balls then would renew his kicking desperately. Finally Greg got bored with this game and took hold of the rope. He pulled Ben’s balls completely out of the water causing Ben to scream and tipping him back into a strange arched back float position. Ben’s cock and balls had turned a dark purple color as the blood flow had been cut off for so long. Greg began to pull and release, dunking Ben over and over. “You make a good Yo Yo” he laughed Greg dove into the water and pulled Ben under with him. As he swam toward the shallow end, Greg pulled Ben along, his hips thrust out in front of him obscenely. As he reached the shallow end Greg untied his exhausted victim. He dragged Ben out of the pool by the hair and announced. “You won the first two rounds no it’s Round three!” Greg then drove his right knee into Ben’s stomach three times sending Ben to the ground. “No arm strength, no leg strength. You’re in big trouble my friend.” Greg dropped down straddling Ben. “You enjoyed playing with my tits yesterday, Let’s see how much yours can take.” Ben reached up weakly trying to throw Greg off but Greg tossed Ben’s nearly useless arm off and began to pound mercilessly on his pecs. Ben began to cough as the blows knocked the wind out of him. Greg grabbed his pecs under the armpits and worked his fingers as deeply between the ribs and muscles as he could. Ben screamed as his steely chest melted under the assault. Greg began to lift Ben’s upper up by the pecs and drive him back into the ground. “STOP, STOP PLEASE.” begged Ben. I’m having trouble hearing you just like you must have had trouble hearing me taunted Greg as he slammed his battered opponent one more time. “Do you give up?” He asked. “YES, YES, I GIVE UP, JUST PLEASE STOP shouted Ben. And Greg released Ben’s reddening tits from his grip. “My first victory. said Greg. Feels good doesn’t it?” Ben moaned and held his brutalized chest. Greg grabbed Ben and tied him spread eagle to the stakes. Ben whimpered as his arms were pulled stretching his battered pec muscles. Greg went inside and came back a couple of minutes later. “Just like you did me, lets see how many times you can cum my friend. But first I need some relief.” Greg said. He lifted Ben’s pelvis and lubed his cock with his spit. Greg shoved his cock fully into Ben’s ass. Ben screamed as he felt the 9 inches push deep inside him. Greg thrusted as hard as he could, his balls slapping against Ben’s ass. He couldn’t believe how turned on he could be by dominating his old friend. Ben’s tortured cock grew hard as he began to enjoy this sexual assault. Greg finally exploded inside of his victim and collapsed on top of Ben chest to chest. “Please me now.” Ben begged. Greg moved to the side. “Good thing I found this lube inside he said as he poured the liquid on Ben’s cock and balls. Ben slowly began to feel a burning sensation and he realized Greg had poured his Absorbene Jr onto his balls. AAAGGH! Ben screamed as the heat continued to grow. Greg reached down and began to jack Ben’s burning cock and Ben began to moan in agony and ecstasy. Ben was both thrilled and scared, knowing he was at the complete mercy of his tormentor and also knowing the day before he had enjoyed making Greg cum over and over. His balls on fire, Ben’s breathing became faster and faster as his excitement grew. Within a minute he was spewing cum all over his chest. Greg grabbed the dildo Ben had used the day before, soaked it in the muscle reliever and shoved it up Ben’s ass. Ben screamed, as the entire inside of his body seemed to catch on fire. Greg poured more on Ben’s cock and began jacking him again. Ben was screaming writhing and moaning, this time with little pleasure as his sensitive cock reacted to the burning liquid and Greg’s grip began to rub the skin raw on his cock. For an hour Greg tortured his helpless victim. He rubbed Ben’s cock unmercifully making him cum five times, until Ben was babbling deliriously, his pelvis convulsing uncontrollably. Greg was afraid he had gone too far. But after a few minutes Ben began to regain his senses. And lay quietly moaning. Greg reached out and pinched Ben’s right nipple and Ben jerked whimpering no more, no more. Greg smirked, untied Ben, picked him up over his shoulder and threw him into the pool. As Ben had done the day before Greg washed him off in the cool water. Greg’s cock grew hard again as his hands ran over the exhausted muscles of his old roommate. He sat Ben on the steps. “I’m having such a good time, I think I’ll stay an extra day.” He said, and swam across the pool.