It's simplicity is striking.... 18" x 12" x 3" deep - it's gold finish 'marred' by only 2 abnormalities... 3 rows of colored spots (3 rows each of green, yellow, and red), and 6 slots containing what appear to be locking rings.... except that the rings will NOT lock - unless they are placed at the top of an intact male scrotum. Once a ring is attached to a scrotum - the corresponding green spot glows a bright green. But even then, unless all six rings are attached to scrotums within a 15 minute period of time, all rings unhook and return to their respective slots (no one has yet been able to determine the mechanism of this transfer).

If all 6 rings ARE attached to intact males within the 15 minute interval, NONE of them can be removed by any means so far discovered. The rings are impervious to all known abrasives, all known acids, and all known cutting devices (like anyone would allow someone to pour acid on a ring attached just above his balls!).

The rings WILL remove themselves.... under the proper circumstances. As each ringed male ejaculates, his green spot returns to its normal dull color, and the yellow spot glows brightly. A second ejaculation turns 'off' the yellow light, and turns 'on' the red light. Once all 6 men have ejaculated twice, all 18 spots flash 'on' and 'off' for 30 seconds.... 5 scrotums hit the floor.... and all six rings return themselves to their original slots on the box.

TOMMY ACQUIRES THE BOX – Part B – The Party

Waiting for John to call with the date and time of the party was one of the most difficult periods of Tommy’s life. As each day passed without a phone call, it became harder and harder for Tommy to keep from calling John himself, even though he knew that it would be counter-productive. When the call finally came, the relief was overwhelming – even though it was only 2 weeks after their visit at the coffee shop.

“I finally have a full group”, John stated. “The party will be this coming Saturday at my house. I figure if you all arrive between 10 and 11am, we should be in full swing shortly after lunch. I’ll be sending each of you an e-mail with a map and directions to the house.”

That week HAD to be the longest of Tommy’s life. He was SURE that SOMETHING would happen to cancel the party. But Saturday finally dawned – clear skies, and a forecast temperature in the mid 80’s – a perfect day for an outdoor party of any kind. Tommy refused to be late – so he wound up arriving nearly a half hour early. It was a surprise to him to find that he wasn’t the first arrival – 2 other guys were already there. By the time Tommy had signed his waiver, paid his $20, and stripped out of his clothes, the last 2 guys had arrived.

A few minutes later, all 6 were naked in the back yard, each with a beer or a glass of wine, and were getting acquainted. It was an interesting group, to say the least. There was a pair of identical twins that looked barely 18, both sporting 6.5” boners that were already leaking pre-cum. To their left was a gentleman in his early 30’s with an average size package – with a colostomy bag. The final man was in his late 20’s – and had the largest set of balls Tommy had ever seen in his life. They made his egg-sized balls look like BB’s.

John had already told his story to each of the guys during their initial meeting, so Tommy started out by introducing himself and telling his story (told in part 1a, will not be repeated here). The twins then took up the narrative. Like many identical twins, they had the habit of finishing each other’s sentences, so it was nearly impossible to tell who was speaking at any given time.

“Hi! We’re Mike and Mark, and we are 21 years old as of a week ago. Our problem is that our sex drive is so high that all we seem to do is fuck and suck. It seems like we’ve been sucking each other’s cocks from birth (or maybe even before), and fucking each other since our elementary school days – even before we hit puberty. Jacking off provides almost no relief, although we managed to survive high school by jerking off in the bathrooms between each and every class. Outside of school, we are usually in bed - either together or with someone else - sucking or fucking. Neither of us has been able to keep a steady boyfriend, because we simply wear them out in a couple of days.”

“We even fuck each other at night while we are asleep. I know it’s hard to believe, but we actually have proof. After a few days of waking up with our dicks sticky and our asses filled with cum, we had a friend of ours rig up a camera in our bedroom to find out what was going on. The film shocked us almost out of our minds. It seems that we fuck each other 3 or 4 times every night – and never wake up. The film shows us rolling onto our left sides while I fuck Mark (snoring all the time), then we roll onto our right sides while I fuck Mike (again, snoring all the time). About a half hour later, we are back on our left sides again, repeating the cycle.”

“Sex has long-since ceased to be fun for either one of us. It is just a VERY short-term release, which quickly builds back up to the bursting point. You have probably noticed that we are more than ready to go right now… even though we had sex together just before we left home. We are looking for some relief from our sex drive, and could care less that it’s a permanent and drastic step.”

The man with the big balls spoke up next. “I’m Frank, and I have the opposite problem. You’d think with balls the size of oranges that I’d be the one with a super high sex drive, shooting buckets multiple times a day, but I actually have a very low sex drive, and on the rare occasions that I actually DO shoot a load it’s just a slight dribble. My dick is a whopping 3” in length, and less than an inch in diameter, so fucking someone is out of the question. Sucking cock causes me to gag to the point of vomiting, and getting fucked is literally a severe pain in the ass. With these big balls, I can only wear boxer shorts, and I can’t sit or cross my legs without them getting in the way. On the rare occasions that I masturbate, it’s while watching porn or watching other people. I was afraid that I wouldn’t be able to qualify for the party, because shooting twice in one day is nearly impossible. I did bring along a TENS unit to force the second ejaculation in case I can’t do it on my own. I just want these balls GONE!”

“I’m Bob”, the final man said, “and I have no asshole. When I was about 9 or 10, the guy next door got me to start sucking his dick, and I loved all of it – the taste of the skin, the fullness in my mouth, and even the taste of his cum. I’d been sucking him 3 or 4 times a week for several months when he tried to fuck me. By then, I was comfortable enough with him that the suggestion didn’t cause any real fear – and I’d enjoyed sucking him enough that I was willing to try the new sensation. It was a disaster. To this day, I still don’t know what went wrong, because he only had an average sized dick, but he managed to totally disintegrate my anal sphincter, and made a 4” split in my bowel. I was hospitalized for months. Long before I got out of the hospital, he was in the penitentiary serving consecutive maximum sentences for rape, child molestation, contributing to the delinquency, assault with a deadly weapon, and I don’t know what else. All I know is that he is still there, serving what literally amounts to a life sentence. I was devastated when I got out of the hospital to find him gone, even though I no longer had an asshole, and would be shitting into this damn bag for the rest of my life, and soon was looking for a new cock to suck. When I finally went through puberty, I found that most people were so turned off by my bag, or so upset because they couldn’t fuck me, that I’ve been pretty much doomed in the sex department – except for sucking cock, which is still my most favorite sexual expression. On the rare occasions that I get a chance to fuck someone, I go through a severe mental battle because I’m afraid that I’ll do to him what was done to me. I can suck cock without my balls – I did it for years, and loosing the ability to jerk off won’t upset me either.”

It was a strange group, but all united in a single purpose – to be one of the lucky 5 to leave the party without balls. Tommy found all of the guys fascinating, and the only guy that wasn’t a turn-on (Frank) had already put himself on the side-lines. John was hot, Bob was exciting because he COULDN’T be fucked, and the thought of a 3-way with the twins almost caused him to shoot his load right then and there. He could tell by looking at the others that the feeling was mutual, and that it would definitely be a fun day for all.

But first, the BOX had to be incorporated into the party. When Tommy got his first look at the rings, he was skeptical. At nearly 2 inches in diameter when closed, it didn’t look like there would be any possible way for the ring to do anything but slide down his sack and rest on his balls, but he placed it around his sack – closed it – and got the shock of his life. When he let go, it dropped down to his balls, just as he suspected, but only for a second. Like some strange living creature, it started climbing back UP his sack, shrinking as it climbed. It climbed all the way up to the base of his cock, and then dropped back down about half an inch, where it became immobile. Looking at Bob, it was apparent that something more than just climbing was happening. Bob had started with a hairy sack, but there was now a bare patch from the base of his cock down to his balls, and his ring was right in the center of the bare patch. Everyone’s attention was drawn to the box, where 6 bright green spots were now showing.

“Well,” John announced, “the party has officially begun.”

As Bob slowly walked over to John, Tommy found himself literally attacked by the twins. As one twin hungrily attacked his mouth, the other was burying his face into Tommy’s ass. It took a couple of minutes for the three of them to come up for air, and then Tommy found himself impaled by one twin as the other turned and impaled himself on Tommy’s dick. “Slow down, guys”, he said. “We’ve got all day!” Before he lost himself in the sensations, he noticed that Bob was swallowing John’s cock as John was maneuvering himself into position to begin sucking Bob’s, while Frank sitting contentedly by himself, stroking his own little cock.

The afternoon was mostly a blur in Tommy’s mind. He knew that he had fucked, and had been fuck by, both of the twins, had fucked John, and had been fucked by Bob. He had no idea what any of the others had been doing. Somewhere along the way, Tommy had gone from shooting a load to dry spasms, and he suspected that the others were in the same condition, but it didn’t seem to be slowing anyone down.

Tommy was lying on his back on a table getting fucked by John when one of the twins sat down on his cock, and his brother sat down on his twin’s cock. This put a cock almost at Tommy’s lips, and as he started to suck he saw Bob slipping his cock into John. Five men, all with their cocks in a hole, working together as one pulsing organism. The pace started slowly, and increased at a snail’s pace, slowly but surely building toward the crescendo. Just as all 5 reached a mutual orgasm, Tommy became aware of 3 things: 1) Frank shouting “Thank God!” 2) A scrotum landed on his chest. And 3) a second scrotum landed on his stomach.

Frank and both of the twins was officially ball less. Tommy didn’t have the energy at that point to reach down to his own crotch, and he could see that both Bob and John were still in the throes of orgasm, totally oblivious to what else might be going on around them. Tommy found himself focusing on the crotch in front of him. Where the ring had been below the cock was a neat, pink pucker that looked like it had been there since birth. As he made a closer examination of the sack on his chest, he found a matching pink pucker at its top. As he looked up towards the face above him, he saw tears of joy.

The other twin had matching tears. “It’s like a whole new world”, Mike said. “For the first time in my life I DON’T feel the need for sex”, Mark replied. Tommy could tell that they were going to be very happy without their balls, and that there would be no future recriminations for having lost them.

Frank was ecstatic. “I can cross my legs!”

Then the bad news hit. “Congratulations, Tommy”, John said. “You are the proud new owner of the BOX.”

Tommy was devastated. But, as the twins were climbing off of him he noticed something that completely took his mind off of his sorrow.

Sitting on his chest and stomach were 2 tiny rings of skin with tiny pink puckers on both the top and bottom. He pointed them out to John, who stated that he had never noticed anything like it at the previous parties. Tommy’s curiosity was getting the better of him, so he searched the ground carefully where John and Bob’s balls would have fallen – and found 2 more rings.

There was a mystery here, and as the new owner of the BOX, Tommy intended to solve it.

TO BE CONTINUED