By Steellock

As Gus focussed on the driving and Matt focussed on coping with the continual sensations of his butt and nipples being stimulated and his balls being stretched, the Trucker was able to read a few more comments and plot his next move…

Back in Jim’s store Jess was released from his restraint in the cage and he was briefed on his role that evening. He had to meet a new, shy sub in the local café, help him to calm down a bit and to bring him into the store. Jess was dressed in his usual outfit of tight jeans, secured with a thick leather belt over a pair of boots. He had a bulldog harness that showed off his chest, smooth, with a nice pair of pecs. Not the great mountain that Matt had, but he displayed a great body! The locals in the area were used to Jim, Jess and the store and he trotted down to the café as he was, his boots thumping on the pavement.

The young man was there, a real good looker too; slim, with a true runners build. A neat bubble butt and strong legs shown off by tight jeans and a tight white T shirt. He was obviously scared. Very scared, and was trying to disappear into the background of the café so no one would see him. As Jess strode to his table and sat down all hopes of that disappeared as all eyes were now on them. The young man was excited, and he hardly seemed to stop talking, his words running into each other as he told Jess about the way he had seen the Trucker on the store demo feed from Jim and fallen completely for him. How he wanted to dedicate his life to this man. He wanted to kiss his boots. And what an amazing guy Jess was with such a great body. He was overwhelmed by the invitation to the store and so worried by not having any gear! What should he be wearing? What should he do? Jess grinned to himself; it was not so very long really since he had been just like this guy. He really was about to step into a new world. Jess stood him up and then quickly slipped a set of rigid cuffs onto his wrists behind his back. He put his hand over the guy’s mouth and told him to shut the fuck up and follow him down to the store.

As they walked in, Jim met them. He quickly pulled a new leather Sci Fi hood over the captive’s head as Jess held him and hugged him, and then Jim did up the lacing and the straps. As he clicked the padlock shut on the collar the captive fainted and Jess lifted him into his arms. They walked over to the leather covered bunk in the window and laid the prisoner on his back. Then they attached just a few of the Segufix restraints to his wrists, ankles and waist, enough just to stop him from thrashing around when he came too later.

Meanwhile the guys in the cab settled down into a kind of routine, Gus opened his jeans and attached the rubber catheter to his big, and very hard cock. He needed a piss but had to focus his mind. He never found it easy to piss with an audience, and he knew that right now had one hell of a big audience! Eventually the flow started, and guys watching could see the bag filling again. Gus then flipped the switch and pumped a good bit into Matt so he could enjoy it while it was a bit warm. Matt could taste the difference! Piss drinking was fairly new to him, but he did like it warm and fresh! He actually relaxed, he was in his own version of heaven, completely restrained with sensations, both sensuous and painful, being inflicted on his bruised body whilst being force fed a guy’s piss. A guy that he thought he had never seen, nevermind met! And all the while knowing that he was the object of envy / desire / fantasy to many, many guys across the country. That, in itself, made him feel very good.

Meanwhile the Trucker was reading an email from an old friend, who actually lived in a town a few miles further down the highway. He was well known in the scene as a piercing expert. He was watching the channel and, thinking how ideal an opportunity was opening up, had made a few suggestions. The Trucker called Jim and they chatted through them.

The truck pulled off the highway in a small town and parked up outside a row of small shops. This change from the steady driving brought Matt back to reality from his drifting state as his mind was focused by mixed pain and pleasure when his balls were pulled and released several times and the Estim feed to his butt and tits went up and down in intensity like a yoyo! When they pulled up Gus applied the breaks hard, much harder than he actually needed to and grinned, listening to the squeal that escaped from the rubber sealed head behind him…

The Trucker got busy for a bit, he released the wiring and cables that were causing such feelings to Matt, loosened the restraints a good bit and replaced the piss feed into Matt’s hood with a protein shake. He told the audience that they were taking a break and Matt would be given the chance to wriggle and eat and get his body ready for another session! Hearing this Matt heaved a sigh of relief and sucked on his meal while he went through a routine of stretching and moving each limb. He had been trained to this by Jim – how to exercise whilst still in bondage and get ready for another long stretch. He also felt his balls being released and gently massaged, what felt like a skin cream or butter was being applied. It tickled! He loved this part of a session with an experienced guy, the ‘aftercare’ left him feeling reassured and safe.

He felt a bit less safe and would have spat out his drink when both tits suddenly exploded in pain. The clamps that had been applying the Estim for hours had been flipped off and the returning blood flow had him wriggling and yelling.

It was at this point that the feed to the channel was paused, leaving the audience in no doubt that, even if this was a rest break for Matt, he was not being left in peace!

The Trucker then jumped down and went into a shop which was clearly a tattooing and piercing place, with great artwork adorning the front elevation.

He saw an old friend; an older guy, heavily tattooed and with piercings running up both ears and a full beard. His hair was tied back in a top knot. From past experience he knew that these were not the only piercings that the guy had! Gus joined them, though he remained on his feet so he could see the truck out of the window and keep an eye out. There was something really precious in there!  While they all had a coffee the Trucker and the Piercer chatted on, continuing the conversation they had started by messages, and when they stood to leave the Piercer pointed to a large black canvas pack and told Gus to bring it out to the truck with them.

They climbed into the large cab and Gus settled back into the driving seat. Feeling the need for a piss he pulled out his cock and reapplied the catheter sleeve. No need to waste it he thought! It was easier this time as the audience was not yet back on line! As he pulled the truck back onto the street and then out onto the highway the other two got busy. Matt was a bit confused as he could feel the truck moving but he was still ‘resting’…

Then the restraints were tightened back up and he was again held completely immobile.

The Trucker started the feed again, telling his cadre of wanking guys that they were getting ready for the next scene and introducing the Piercer. Matt heard this and his heart rate went up. A lot.

He had occasionally discussed having a permanent piercing with Jim, but they had not yet gotten around to it. Oh shit, perhaps now was the time? His mind went back to a demo session a few months ago when Jim had used needles to pierce his tits, it had ended up with 6 ringed round each one. He could now vividly remember the pain as they were slowly pushed through the tough skin and even more as they were pulled out again!

Knowing that Matt’s anticipation made things even more effective the Trucker then explained to the audience that they were about to do and handed things over to the expert. The Piercer took them through everything, showing them his tools and talking through the process. Matt felt the cold of evaporating sterilising liquid as it was massaged into his tits. His mind was running away with him. OK he knew he could manage a nip piercing. He had been there before in the demo session. All sorts of young men had this done. He could manage it if they could surely?

Then his heart flipped as the hands moved to his cock and it too felt cold. A mix or anticipation and terror ran through him…

They started with his nips, Matt felt the pain of the first piercing needle pushed through his hard and tough nipple. As it went through, he felt the drag of the needle against his flesh and then the second jolt as it broke out the far side. He pulled and strained in his bonds but could not move, he was unable to interact with this guy who was working on his body, it just kept happening! Like he was a piece of meat! The Piercer quickly replaced the piercing needle with a stainless steel barbel and moved on to the other side of the heaving chest. Gus kept driving whilst listening to the noises that were escaping from the gagged and hooded hunk on the bench and the commentary the two were keeping up for the audience. His own cock got harder and harder. Eventually he had to pull over into a remote truck stop as he was getting too distracted for safety!

As his breathing returned to normal after the second piercing Matt felt a pair of hands working their way down his body, massaging the bruises on his abdomen from the beating the cane had delivered earlier and the on down to run up and down his rigid cock. They also gently rolled his balls like a set of prayer beads. His heart jumped again. Really? Now? Oh fuck…

He felt the needle enter his skin under the helmet of his cock. Not too bad he thought. Then there was a moment of agony as it passed into his urethra and out again. The feelings were emphasised as the Piercer pushed through a holding bar. This was then replaced with another, thicker, and Matt felt the hole stretched and pulled.

Then it was all over, and he again felt the cool of the sterilising fluids as he was cleaned up.

It was rare these days for him to have something new, like this happen, such was the range of experiences that he had ‘enjoyed’ with Jim in the shop. This was new. He could feel the flare of pain from each tit and from the end of his cock and lay back in his bonds and let it run through his mind. The endorphins surged in his bloodstream and he drifted.

The fountains of cum were rising in waves around the globe!

End of Part 5

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