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The rack	By : Slasher Category: +M through R > Rocket Power Views: 17662 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Rocket Power, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Sammy was very tired. According to his calculations, it was almost one hour since Lars tied him to the rack, and he couldn’t wait to be released. It didn’t matter that he would have his hands retied behind his back; surely it would be a welcome change for his aching joints.

Lars had been coming down to the basement every fifteen minutes or so to check on Sam, and each time he had turned the capstan a little more and caused an erection to the boy, to the point that Sam was in constant suffering, with not a chance to escape from the pain in his wrists, ankles, and balls.

Finally, Sam heard the door open and Lars coming down the stairs. He sighed in relief – at last he would be freed from that heinous contraption. Once again he felt Lars’ hand gently caressing his privates, causing him his sixth erection in less than one hour. But this time Lars didn’t turn the capstan any more. Instead, he talked to Sam while he gently aroused him.

“I have a confession to make, Sam” – said Lars while he tickled Sam in the balls – “I have… liked you very much since you first moved here. Really. I find your intelligence and good judgment very attractive. And the way you’ve helped those dorks, including the butthead of my brother, is really awesome. I admire you very much, Sammy.”

“Whoa… thanks!!” – said Sam, blushing.

“Don’t mention it; it’s the truth.”

Lars began to stroke Sam slowly and rhythmically, causing the tied boy to moan in pleasure.

“I… also think that… I kinda… love you, Sam”

Sam was shocked; did he hear right??

“E… excuse me??”

“Don’t get me wrong, Squid. I’m not gay; I’m straight and proud of it. I have a girlfriend who turns me on each time I see her, and nothing catches my attention faster than a good pair of tits. But…”

Lars hesitated. Hadn’t Sam been blindfolded, he would have seen the brunet blush and rub the back of his head for a moment. But he soon controlled his nerves and finished his confession to Sam.

“… But… I kinda… feel attracted to you, Squid.”

Sam snickered at this, making Lars blush and sweat in embarrassment.

“Hey, don’t dare to laugh, you little munchkin! I’m serious!!!” – said Lars, squeezing Sam’s balls a bit and making him grunt in pain.

“OOOWW!! OK!!! OK!!! I’LL SHUT UP!!!” – Said Sam.

“That’s better, Squid!” – Added Lars as he released the pressure on the boy’s balls – “I wanted to say that I kinda admire you, Sam. I mean, the way you’ve learnt to do almost every extreme sport my dorky brother and his friends practice has caught my attention. You are really tenacious, and you don’t let your shortcomings interfere with your life. That’s what I call courage.”

Sam blushed. He didn’t know what to say. But Lars continued stroking him during his confession, and the blond grunted in pain and pleasure, for the pressure of the rope on his balls was both unbearable and highly stimulating. He didn’t want Lars to stop.

“Anyway; I know you love Reggie, and like to hang around with Twister a lot more than with me. I don’t know if I will ever get a chance to do this to you again, or if I will ever see you again like this; but I’ll tell you something. I’ll stroke you until you come, and I’ll give you the best sex in your life! This will be a treat not only for you, but also for me. I plan to enjoy the privilege of seeing and touching your naked little body and extend the agony and pleasure I’ll cause you for as long as I can. I won’t ask your permission for what I’m about to do, and won’t apologize later, because I know that, even if you don’t speak to me again, you’ll really enjoy this.”

Sam gulped. He couldn’t grasp what had been revealed. But the pleasure he was experiencing was so intense that he didn’t care about anything else. He thought he was in heaven.

“It’s… OK, Lars. Do to me… whatever you want”, managed to say between moans.

Lars smiled. With that, Sammy had given him permission to proceed, and Lars intended to make good his word. He began to masturbate Sammy in a very complex and stimulating way. He stroked him gently and rubbed the tip of his member with the fingers of his right hand, while the other was busy caressing the boy and stimulating his erotically sensitive spots, like his bound balls, his nipples, and his belly button.

Sam gasped and shuddered at first – he didn’t know what to say or do; he couldn’t even describe the avalanche of sensations Lars’ expert stroking was causing him. But as Lars continued caressing and fondling him, he became really aroused, to the point that he forgot about the pain he was suffering and could only focus on the pleasure Lars was giving him, a very intense, indescribable pleasure that sent shivers of joy through his spine all the way to his brain, overriding his pain and discomfort.

Just as he promised, Lars prolonged this agonizingly pleasurably experience for as long as he could. Three times Sam was about to squirt, and three times Lars stopped fondling him, denying him the pleasure of a memorable ejaculation. But after half an hour that seemed hours to the helpless blond, Lars finally allowed Sam to reach a very intense orgasm.

Sam moaned repeatedly as he squirted shot after abundant shot of white fluid from his member. Lars never stopped stroking him; soon his hand was covered in Sam’s sperm, as was the boy’s belly. But Lars didn’t stop; he knew Sam had been aroused so many times during his captivity that a single orgasm wouldn’t be enough to satisfy his raging hormones.

Lars continued stroking the now limp member of his victim, while he stimulated his balls and nipples. Although Sam was really tired by now, this expert handling soon caused him to get aroused again, and his moans of pain and pleasure echoed in the basement for the second time in a row.

This time Lars allowed the torture to finish quickly. After five minutes of expert stroking and fondling at the hands of Lars, Sammy ejaculated for the second time, not as abundantly as before, but more than enough to cover Lars’ hands with sperm once more.

After this second orgasm, Sam collapsed. He was so tired and so relieved that he fell asleep on the rack. He didn’t notice when Lars released the capstan and untied the ropes that kept his ligatures attached to the rack. He only stirred a bit when Lars laid him on his belly over the table. He did not resist or tried to escape when Lars untied his wrists, pulled his arms behind his back, and retied his hands in this position.

Lars let the kid catch his breathe for a couple of minutes. Meanwhile, he went to the toilette upstairs and carefully washed his hands. Then he went to the kitchen for a glass of juice, and returned to the basement to contemplate his victim.

Sam was sound asleep, in spite of the obvious discomfort of being tied up. He was lying on the table where Lars had retied him. He seemed very relaxed, even happy, judging for the big smile that he had on his face.

Lars smiled when he saw Sam. He looked as happy and content as a little baby. He smirked; that little treat surely compensated Sam for all his sufferings.

Lars took the boy in his arms, pulling from the ends of the genital rope with his hand. This caused Sam a little pain and some discomfort, not enough to wake him up, but intense enough to cause the boy to grimace a bit.

Lars took his little victim upstairs to the living room, where his mom was watching TV. He told Sandy that the punishment was over and that he would take Sam to his mom. Sandy looked at the boy and smiled – it seemed that Lars’ expert treatment had been really successful. Grinning, she nodded and asked Lars to give her regards to Paula.

Lars exited his house and walked to the Dullard’s home. When he reached the door, he somehow managed to ring. He stood there, with Sam in his arms, waiting for Paula to open the door and receive her tortured, yet really happy son.

Sam stirred when he heard the doorbell of his house. He tried to move, but soon realized that he had been retied. He soon remembered that his punishment wasn’t over yet – he would still spend the rest of the evening naked and tied on his bed. This caused the boy to frown a bit, but then he remembered the unforgettable experience Lars had given him minutes before, and his face relaxed and illuminated with a beautiful, mischievous smile.

He heard Paula open the door and ask Lars to take him to his room. Lars took Sammy to his bedroom and laid him on his bed to rest.

Lars was about to leave when he saw Sam stirring. He stopped and watched his beloved victim for the last time; he might not have the chance to see him like this again. But his thoughts were interrupted by an unexpected question.

“Lars?” – asked Sam, in a low voice.

”Yeah?”

“Would you… do that to me again?”

“Do what, Sammy?”

“You know… stroke me… like you just did…”

“Oh, that!!” – Lars laughed – “So, you enjoyed our little game, huh?”

Sam nodded.

“Well, I’ll be glad to do that to you whenever you want, Squid. But I will have to put you on the rack each time; you must be restrained and in pain in order to experience the full pleasure of this method; is that OK?”

“Yeah… *yawns*… that’s OK with me…”

“Very well. I’ll do that to you again some day, Sam. But now you still need to complete your punishment. If you want a little advice from a veteran, you would do well to try to sleep. I’m sure you’re exhausted.”

Lars took Sam’s penis and pulled it gently, making the boy moan. Although Sam was exhausted, he got a semi-erection with the mere touch of Lars’ hand. Lars smiled. He stroked him slowly and bent over Sam. He kissed the boy tenderly on his lips, making him smile in his dream.

“Sleep well, my dear Sammy” – whispered Lars in his ear.

“Yeah… I’ll… sleep…”

Sam didn’t finish the sentence. He was sound asleep. Lars smiled, took a last look at his new friend, and left him to rest, closing the door behind him.

THE END.
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