Jumanji-online (the serial) Episode 13

“But I didn’t roll,” said Jennifer, “Why did I lose my balls?”

Having lost his in the game reality that he had experienced, Barry thought that he knew how Jennifer had lost hers as well.

“In my alternate reality there was a boy. I didn’t know it at the time, but I think you were that boy. We both lost our balls in that reality, and, now, back here in the game, we’ve both lost ours.”

“Barry, how are we going to fuck now? Neither of us have any balls,” said Jennifer, plantively.

“I think that I can still get it up, and I want to fuck. Let’s do it while we still can? asked Barry.

Barry and Jennifer went back to the study. Although the testosterone was rapidly being depleted from their bodies-in the game, physical changes were speeded up-they became aroused. Jennifer had fucked him last, both in the study, and in the alternate reality, so Barry wanted to fuck her while he could. It was the first time that he’d used his cock to fuck, since he had been in his original body. He enjoyed it, but missed having Jennifer’s big cock in his ass, so they switched. As his cum shot onto his stomach, Jennifer pumped her load into his ass. She hadn’t cum when he had fucked her. The dice were tightly clenched in Jennifer’s hand.

Openning her hand and showing them to Barry, Jennifer said, “What should I do, Barry? Should I roll?”

First looking at his crotch, then at Jennifer’s, he said, “We don’t have much left to lose, Jennifer. We might as well get the game over. Either Kevin or Robert should go out their next roll, ending the game. Hopefully, we’ll return to our normal reality.”

When Barry and Jennifer walked into the dining room, Rod, the only intact male left in the game asked, “Have you rolled yet, Jennifer?”

Rod was getting worried. It hadn’t been long since he’d switched bodies with Bill. After not having cock or balls for most of the game, he didn’t want to lose them again. Jennifer saying nothing, showed him the dice, which were still in her hand.

“Are you going to roll?” Rod asked.

Again, Jennifer let her actions speak for her. She rolled the dice, which stopped on eleven, placing her game piece on the 25th square. She would be out on her next roll. The words in the disk said: “Jennifer rolled lucky eleven. It’s only fair, since she got her balls cut off on Barry’s roll. No consequences for an eleven.”

It was Rod’s turn. The dice appeared in his hand. Rod stared at them, not wishing to roll. He was enjoying his sexual relationship with Robert, who he had fucked before Jennifer and Barry had come back into the room.

“Get over here, bitch,” he had said to Robert. “I want to fuck.”

“Are we going into the other room?” Robert had asked.

“No,” Rod had answered. “We’re going to do it here, so everyone can watch. On your knees. I’m going to take you from behind.”

Robert had got on his hands and knees. After running his hand over Robert’s smooth crotch-it always turned Rod on-he had inserted his cock into Robert’s ass, had begun pumping, slapping Robert on the rump as he did. Then, reaching around, he had grasped Robert’s smooth groin, pulling it toward him, thrusting his cock in as far as possible. While filling Robert’s ass with his cum, he had moaned .

“I’m not rolling the dice. I like things as they are. I’m not in any hurry to end the game. Why should I risk losing my cock?” said Rod.

None of the others had any sympathy for Rod. Barry and Jason grabbed him, forcing him to open his hand. The dice dropped onto the board, stopping on two. Again the letters in the disk formed words: “Two-craps. We all know what that means.”

Rod was at Susa in the Palace of Darius, the Great King. Since he was the nephew of Hippias, the Tyrant of Athens, he had been in school with Xerxes, son of the Great King. His father, however, having been involved in a plot against the king, had been executed. Normally, Rod would have been, also, but his friend, Xerxes, had intervened on his behalf. He was granted a second chance, but he would have to prove his worth.

A decree from the king’s minister said, “Your father, giving in to temptation, conspired against the Great King. You will, therefore, be tested to see if you are able to resist temptation. If you can, you’ll become a soldier. If you can’t, you’ll ride the Mare of Steel.”

When Rod was handed over to a group of court eunuchs for testing, the one in charge said, “For your first test, you are not allowed to eat for two weeks. You may drink water, but you are not to eat any food. If you do, you’ll ride the Mare of Steel.”

No one would tell Rod what the Mare of Steel was.

During his testing, Rod lived in a large room. Slaves-male, female, and eunuchs-constantly attended him. During the weeks that he wasn’t supposed to eat, delicious food was abundantly supplied from the kitchen, which was next to his room. The smell of cooking permeated the air. Food was always in reach.

By the second week food was constantly on his mind and in his dreams. He began to hallucinate that he was eating. If someone had accussed him of eating, he wouldn’t have been able to deny it, because he didn’t know whether he had, or not. Fortunately, he made it through the week without eating. He was given two weeks to recover, then had to go without drinking for four days. He could eat, if he wished, but the food was heavily salted. Again, with difficulty, he survived the trial.

The next test was to last for two months. Until now, he could have sex with any of the slaves that served him, but during the test he was not to have sex-not even to masturbate-for the period of the test. Each night he had a different bed partner, and each night his bed mate attempted to entice Rod to have sex. During the first week he was supplied with beautiful women of all ages.

Rod was easily able to resist the women, although some of the pre-pubescent ones had turned him on. He liked their smooth chests and smooth, hairless, crotches. After the first week he shared his bed with boys and men as well. Sometimes there would be two in his bed, either two women or girls, two men or boys, or a male and a female. Often, since he refrained from having sex with his partners, they, if two were in his bed, would have sex with each other, whether they were of the same sex, or of different sexes.

He found it more difficult to resist the boys; he was Greek, afterall. In his culture, women were for having children-love happened between men and boys. Often Rod found it difficult to keep from stoking his throbbing cock. Only a week of his trial was left when they introduced a new creature to his bed, a beautiful, fifteen year-old, Greek boy that had blond hair and blue eyes. He was a eunuch, a complete eunuch. Except for a triangle of hair, his crotch was smooth. The only sign that he’d ever had a cock or balls was a small hole from which he peed. When Rod gazed upon the boy’s smooth crotch, his cock immediately became hard. That night he couldn’t resist rubbing the boy’s crotch, which caused Rod’s cock to throb. Eventually, he could stand it no more. He extinguished all the laterns that he could, leaving only a few, which were high up on the walls. The room wasn’t completely dark, but his bed was in the shadows. He hoped it was enough.

There’s a saying that the walls have ears. In this room, they also had eyes. From secreted holes, observers watched Rod as he mounted the boy from the front, raising the boy’s legs so that he could insert his penis in the boy’s ass. They saw his thrusting accelerate, becoming more rapid as his climax approached. They heard his moans-he completely forgot himself-as his cum filled the boy’s ass.

Since no one had interrupted his sleep, Rod thought he’d gotten away with screwing the boy, but they came for him the next morning. He was brought before the chief eunuch.

“Giving in to temptation, you’ve failed the test. Now, you must ride the Mare of Steel,” he told Rod.

Stripped of his clothes, Rod was taken into another room. In there was a metal slide such as Rod, back in his normal reality, would have seen on any playground, except that there was a slot down the center of the length of the slide, and near the top of the slide were two panels that raised up from the slide.

Forced to mount the slide, Rod was taken to the top, which was twenty feet above the bottom. He was seated on the slide with his feet resting against the raised panels. Pulling his balls through the slot, they tied them to a weight with leather thongs. The weight was placed below another slot which was parallel to the slide. The weight was too wide to be pulled through the lower slot, preventing Rod from rising from the slide. The bottom of his ass was held firmly pressed to the slide. The weight was heavy enough to make Rod think that it was going to pull his balls off, but not heavy enough to do so. When Rod looked down the length of the slot, he saw that it did not continue to the end of the slide, but gradually came together in a V.

The head eunuch said, “This is the Mare of Steel. She will take your manhood, because, as you can see, the Mare’s mouth, the slot, through which your balls hang, closes before your ride ends, narrowing with razor sharp edges. You will slide off the end, but your balls will be eaten by the Mare.”

Rod, trying to rise from the slide, was rewarded with pain as the weight, hanging from his scrotum, hit the top of the lower slot. When the head eunuch said, “Let the ride begin,” the panels, on which Rod’s feet were resting, dropped, becoming flush with the metal of the slide, No longer held by the panels, Rod started his ride, rapidly dropping toward the bottom.

It was quickly over; Rod flew off the bottom of the slide into a pile of cushions, but he left his balls behind in the Mare’s mouth, neatly sliced off as the slot narrowed to a close. It was over so swiftly that he didn’t feel the pain until he landed in the cushions. Slaves did their best to halt flow of blood from his groin. He was to become a harem slave.

Rod was back in the game. Immediately his eyes went to his crotch. Blood was still seeping from the gash where his balls had been. “It wasn’t fair,” he thought. He’d had the balls for less than a complete round of the game. Barry and Jason were still holding onto his arms from when they had forced him to drop the dice.

“Shit,” exclaimed Barry, “what happened to you, Rod? What happened to your Balls?

Rod answered, “They were eaten by a mare.”

Kevin was the only boy, who had balls, left in the game, and he didn’t have a cock.