” she said.“Lady? That’s funny he said, giggling as he turned and headed for his room, “Ladies don’t flash their pussies and tits at their B...others and grab their cocks in the bathroom, not to mention going into their Brothers bedroom in the middle of the night and molesting them...” he giggled again.“Oh yeah right, you forgot to mention the part where she forced you to get a hard on and shoot cum over and over again.” she chanted as she finished pissing and was just reaching for the paper when. I had to pause more often and barely made it through the story, feeling about to explode. The audience didn't seem to mind, most of them occupied with themselves. I hastily looked for a good follow-up story to keep the momentum going and smiled when I found the ones about my holiday with my friend Martina. "The next story," I said, "is about a dear friend of mine who not only shares all my kinks, but also likes to be used as my fuck whore." I began at the part where we went to the receptionist. She gently squeezed my balls feeling every inch like she was counting my pubic hairs with her fingers while she just held on to the shaft with the other, “Mmm Jerry, your testicles feel so nice Jerry, no lumps” she said which was reassuring and then without warning she bent down taking one of my balls into her mouth, OMG her tongue flicking all around my sensitive globe.She looked up at me and then repeated the process with the other testicle again sending shivers through my body, I could hear. He held up the double set of keys to the padlock, and shook them, smiling. "These will remain with me," he said in a triumphant tone of voice. "Besides," he added, smirking, "you won't have any need for them. I'M the one that owns these balls, and this cock now; not you, that's for sure." He smirked again as he teasingly fondled my locked up cock and balls.Even though he'd drained my balls of ever last drop of sperm I'd previously had (only moment before), all this teasing about me not having.