A man suffers from bizarre and frightening nightmares. This short story is a dream that I have had several times.
A - E F - J K - O P - V W - Z Newest Files
Twisted Dreaming A work of fiction by Archer. You may email any suggestions or comments to: [email protected] My eyes blink several times as I adjust to the bright light, you removed the blindfold and dropped in onto the floor. I look about me; the stark white surrounding cell has no window and only one door. In the centre of the room positioned under the bright light stood a cushioned steel frame chair. You stand in front of me, I feel vulnerable and defenceless my hands tied behind my back. I stand looking at your well-developed muscles and powerful legs. You tell me to open my legs and reaching forward your left-hand caresses the bulge of my tight jeans. I enjoy your touch and push my groin against your open hand. I want your attention your fingers work further downwards towards my balls. I sigh with pleasure as your fingers squeeze at my crotch. You move away from me, I keep my legs apart waiting for you-wanting you to inflict a degree of pain. You walk over to the chair and sitting down, I watch as you start to undress. This erotic show for my benefit is striking; you remove your shirt-boots and tight jeans, now dressed solely in tight fitting underwear, the outline of your flaccid cock and ball bag pushing against soft fabric. You walk across to me, my gaze fixed upon your genitals, I want to see you naked-I want to take your cock in my hand, play with your testicles and scrotum. I am torn from this dream as you slam a bare foot into my crotch, the bridge of your left foot connecting with my balls. I scream aloud as the pain in my groin spreads through my body. I fall onto my knees, tears strain my face and I look up to see you standing triumphantly above me, your legs spread wide, your cock inches from my face. I stare at the cold white floor, slowly the pain recedes, I see you walk behind me and with a sharp pull, I am dragged upwards to stand again. I feel slight pain in my crotch as you tell me to walk across to the chair in the centre of the room. You release the rope bonds from my wrists, and tell me to strip down to my underwear. I silently do as you say, removing my clothes I look at your physique, from the powerful neck muscles down to the strong legs. You place one hand in your underwear pulling your balls and straightening the cock. I stand before you; my Calvin Klein underwear shows the bulge of my cock and balls nicely. You smile at me; I know you like my body and want to savour time spent with my erect penis and cum shooting balls. Your hand reaches out towards my crotch; I place my hands above my head as you pull both testicles through the left side of the fabric. My balls hang, and being cupped in the palm of your hand you manipulate the soft scrotal tissue, moving the testicles enclosed. I look at you with pleasure in my eyes, you have a developed erection the underwear strains against your cock, and looking closely I see a patch of pre cum stain the thin cotton. You release my balls and tell me to sit down on the chair. Sitting down on the cushioned chair I watch with interest as you tie both of my wrists to the arms of the steel chair, kneeling between my legs you tie my ankles with thick rope to the legs. My heavy balls lay slack against my thigh, the underwear rubbing painfully against the scrotum. You move behind me, out of my visual range, but I hear you searching for something amongst your clothes. You return to me and in your left hand, I notice six inches of silver blade-a knife. You glide the edge of the blade across my nut sac, the coldness of the steel blade makes my balls move and tighten. I watch horrified as you probe the underside of my ball bag with the blade's edge. You continue moving the blade across my groin and under the side of the underwear. I see your destination and taking the fabric under the blade you slice through the stitching. Both left and right side, my underwear now cut into pieces, you remove the thin covering-I am naked. Sitting naked in the chair my balls relax between spread thighs; the limp penis lay against my thigh. You stand in front of my body and lift your right foot onto the cushion, taking hold of my slack balls by the skin, you slide your foot under my sac, both testicles spread across your foot. You bend at the knee, leaning forward your crotch positioned inches from my face. You stand above me now; one foot resting under my balls, the other leg straight your crotch rests against my face. You reach down and release your balls from their confines. I look at the genitals placed before me; two large balls hang full in my face, your cock throbs hard against it's cotton cage. You instruct me to work on your nuts, swinging your hips forward I use my tongue to lick and wash your balls like a dog. I suck your left ball into my mouth, the soft tissue moves around my tongue, gently I bite down on different areas of the testicle. I feel you wince and I know it caused pain when biting down on your intimate sex organ. I continue to lick and caress your scrotum as you stand above me. The patch of cum grows on the cotton underwear, I know you want more. You pull your foot away from under my balls, and step backwards then with both hands you slide the underwear across those wonderful hips and with a spring, your erect cock pointing to the sky pulses as fresh blood courses through your sex veins. Your balls hang fully now, several inches below the huge erect penis. I want you-the balls rubbing against my face. You step forwards, both balls and cock swing to either side as you stand with spread legs before my prone body. You lean forwards; the beautiful balls rub against my face. Your erect cock glistens with sticky fluid, you wipe the penis across my face and lips, pushing the pink head between my lips, it slides into my mouth. I take your member, it's length pushes against the back of my throat, your heavy balls slap against my chin and rest below my jawbone. Now you are pushing against me, fucking my mouth, your thick cock slamming against my throat, I have not experienced such before, I feel sick-I want to stop and pull my head back against you. Seizing my balls in your hand you squeeze and pull them hard, I want to cry out and stop you hurting my precious orbs. You separate the right testicle and pull, while squeezing my left ball tightly. I try to shout stop, you understand-I will take your thick cock and let you fuck my mouth hard. I look at your balls hanging in front of my eyes, the left testicle hanging slightly lower than the right. I feel your cock pulse, the full erection returns. I taste salt and know your balls are pushing small amounts of cum into my mouth. Your breathing quickens, the pace of your thrusts increases I watch your heavy cum filled balls, move and tighten, I know soon you will send thick heavy cum into my mouth. I feel something cold between my legs, looking down I see the knife, with quick fingers you pull my balls upward, the blade placed under my scrotum. I watch as you release my balls, they are heavy filled with hot cum and now gravity is pulling them over the edge of the blade, you threaten to cut off my bollocks, my erect penis throbs with the erotic scene. I return to you and the forced oral sex. I continue to work with my tongue across your cock, your thrusting quickens and seizing my cock in your hand you start to wank me. I feel you nearing climax the head of your penis throbs and suddenly hot salty liquid is forced into my mouth, you spasm sending thick wads of hot cum into my mouth. Again and again you thrust each sending more cum into my already full-overflowing mouth. I try to push the hot liquid out of the side of my mouth, several drops of cum splash onto the floor, you press the blade edge against my left testicle. You tell me to swallow or you will castrate me, cut off my balls. I push some sperm to the back of my mouth, and swallow, sensing this you return to wank me. I push more of the liquid and feel myself on the verge of climax, your fingers work fluid across my erect cock, both balls still dangerously exposed to the blade edge. I start to cum-great wads to hot cum shoot high in an arc landing on both our bodies. Your balls finish pumping their hot cargo into me, I am sending my seed onto the cold floor--with a cry you force my ejaculating testicles across the blade. I look down screaming, now on the floor my fresh hot cum is mixing with fresh blood. You have severed my ball bag, my precious sex orbs are removed and held in your bloody hand. I try to move but the rope bonds hold my body firmly. You again start to thrust my mouth, castrating me has enflamed you, and soon again those balls are emptying thick cum into my mouth, across my face and over my blood loss-dying body. With a scream I awake, the instant reaching for my balls only calms my senses for a short while. This certainly has become a twisted dream. The End