Semester Starting

I wasn't real tired so on the drive home I decided to drive down by the lake, put the windows down open the sunroof and pop in a CD. After a while I decided to finally head home, driving home I took the expressway and pass a sign for one of the local colleges. I recalled seeing some news report about the partying goning on around campus and seeing some hot frat-boy types during the segment. Took the exit.

Cruised around the campus area a bit, then past the frat houses. As you would guess there were a bunch of half drunk straight boy-toy-frat-brats on the street in various stages of undress. HUGH sigh!

Cruised around somemore past the frat houses, dorms and finally the little strip of bars. Near the bars is where I spy my "boy" and feel the click. He is walking along on the other side of the street sort of backwards trying to hitch a ride. He is HOT. looks about 20 around 5 foot 10 and about 165 pounds. NICE body, he is wearing gym shoes jeans and has a t-shirt tucked in the waist of the jeans.

I drive past going the opposite direction and go a few blocks past. I turn and circle a block, going slow to give him time to get past the busy area by the bars and an all night store. After getting back on the main road I drive just under the speed limit. As I look ahead I can't see him, DAMN! Someone beat me to him, shit! He'd have been a lot of fun. Then just as I come up to corner by the all night store he's back on the sidewalk and he's fooking with the fly on the jeans, he must have stopped to pee on the side of the building.

I decide to try one more time. So I continue down a few blocks turn and loop way back to where I started my first drive attempt to pick him up hitching. Again being cautious I drive just under the speed limit and looking ahead I see him pass under a street light, no one else in sight.

As the car moves closer to him he half turns and stretches out his arm with tumb up, I slow to offer a ride. The "boy" bounches against the side of the car a bit and then comes to the passenger door and leans in the window a bit, this is my first close look at his beautiful body, WOW! He says about where he is going and I say I am going farther in the same direction, he opens the door and gets in tossing his cigarette to the ground.

He makes some comments about some girl who had got him all worked up and then ditched with her roommates leaving him horned up and no outlet, rubbing his chest and stomach and finally grabbing his crotch. I can hardley drive the car at this point.

As I drive he relaxes and sits back. He's quiet for a while. Thend I realize he has totally passed out. I keep driving. I get to a very country/suburan area and pull in a woods area I know about. The guy half wakes and I tell him I need to take a leak, which is true. I turn off the dome light on the car before getting out and take a leak. I return to the passenger side of the car and open the door. The "boy" is totally passed out. His chest is gorgeous in the moon light. The fly is still half open so I finish opening it and carefully unbutton the waist. Thankfully they are the baggy kind so I can open them wide. Gratefully I discover loose boxers, my hand slide in the fly opening and I pull out the goods. The "boy" was blessed with a big piece of meat and two huge balls. The bitch that ditched him would have loved getting this, too bad her lose is my gain.

I play with his goods for a whaile and then with mine, but I feel a need to do take a bigger risk, my heart is POUNDING. I open the glove box and quietly rummage while playing with that big piece of meat. Tehn I find something interesting.

I the glove box are a few plastic ties, of the type that you thread one end thru the other. At that instant I decide to help this stud by relieving him of the horney state that bitch had gotten him in, permanently.

I slowly and gently lift had large balls and slide two of the ties under the back of his scrotum. Then I carefully thread the first tie slowly making it firm not tight around the skin between the "boys" body and two balls. Following up with the same procedure with the second tie. Now for the skill and care part of the process, tightening without waking. I work carefully and the ties get tighter. Soon the scrotum skin idrawn tight over the testicles within and are starting to appear darker in color. More careful work and the "boy" stirs, I back away and he again settles into his passed out state. I am now in the home stretch. I continue my tightening, finally reaching the point where I can't get it any tighter without waking the "boy", the balls are getting noticably darker even in just moon light. I decide to try to get a better look at my work by opening the glove box, success. I get a good look, those two controlling orbes are soon to be useless.

I carefully slide the goods back into the boxers and the close the jeans, pulling the zipper up all the way. Then to insure my work goes undisturbed until morning when the life should be totally "choked" out of the monster twins, I take another tie and it just fits through the hole in the zipper pull, then loop it through the button hole and then through a belt loop on the opposite side from the button hole. The last step is to take a couple more ties running them through a couple belt loops to sinch the waistband above his hips.

I then get into the drives seat, start the car and slowly drive towards the intersection where the "boy" wanted to be dropped off. As a slow to a stop I reach over and shake the "boy" and say "hey, here's your drop off guy" to which he is a bit startled, "huh, what" "your drop off, guy"

He is half drunk and three quarters asleep and fumbles to get out of the car, saying "thanks, man...I fell like shit, man"

I part with "take it easy, guy" and him staggering tottering in a disoriented state. As I pull away I can see him fall over on the ground, I am sure he passed out again.

What I would have given to be there when he woke up in the morning to find he didn't have to worry about getting all horned up and then dumped by some bitch.