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"Nightfair" (Teen Boys, 13-14, cons.)
Part 2 of 3
by Luz Rojo

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Disclaimer:  This story contains descriptions of sexual activity and
centers around two teenage boys ages 13 and 14.  If you think this
might be the type of material that offends you, if it is illegal to
read this type of material where you live, of if you are a minor
DO NOT READ ANY FURTHER.

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If there had been light to see, Ty's knuckles would have been white as
his fingers gripped the restraining bar tightly.  What had he gotten
into?

Soft music began, coming from speakers in the car he was riding in.
As he looked up an image appeared, perhaps projected on a invisible
screen?  Ty couldn't tell.  It seemed to float ahead of him.  It was a
woman.  A beautiful woman, like the ones in the Playboy magazines he
had stashed under his mattress back home.  Her breasts were rich and
ample and as he watched she moistened her fingers and began to rub her
nipples.

Ty groaned softly as he felt the Sensulator adjust between his legs.
What felt like soft, warm fur began to stroke across his rigid
adolescent cock.  It felt great, better than anything he'd ever
experienced before, and it took him a moment to realize that it was
pulsing, gripping and stroking him with the same rhythm the woman was
exhibiting in front of him.

He couldn't believe how good it felt.  He'd jerked off before, many
times, but this was nothing like that.  It felt like someone was
taking a smooth pelt of soft fur and buffing it all over his dick.
 
After a moment more images began to appear along the sides.  Soon
there were dozens of floating screens, each showing a different erotic
scene.  Some showed a woman touching herself sensuously.  Some showed
two women together.

As Ty watched one woman began to gently lick at the nipple of the
other woman's breast.  Ty found the image very arousing and as if
aware of his pleasure a small compartment along the side of the car
opened and something extended in front of him.

Even in the near darkness Ty recognized it.  A smooth, artificial
breast was poised just in front of his mouth.

Watching the screen he knew what he was expected to do.  Nervously he
leaned forward and began, cautiously, to lick at it, just as the woman
on the projected image was doing.

It felt strange to his tongue, soft and fleshy, but not quite real.
Ty was glad of that.  The idea of something feeling like a REAL
dismembered breast turned him off.  This was better.  With his eyes on
the screen he easily imagined he was in that woman's place, licking
and sucking on a real female mammary.  He'd never done that for real
and he found the experience quite a turn on, but nothing incredible.

It took only a moment before Ty felt totally silly, licking and
sucking on some phony "breastomatic" tit.  He couldn't take it
seriously and his wandered to other scenes.

Instantly the artificial breast retracted as the machine sensed he was
done with it.  Looking at the other screens another image caught the
boy's attention.  This screen was showing a scene of a woman with a
MAN.

Something about the couple renewed his feelings and Ty found himself
transfixed as the woman began to stroke the man's cock.  In all his
magazines he'd never seen a naked man before, just women.  And this
man...  Damn!  His cock was huge.  Bigger than anything he'd ever seen
or even imagined before.

As the woman continued to stroke that enormous man meat the boy found
himself increasingly fixated on it.  He began wondering if all grown
up men had cocks like that and wondered if he himself might one day
have something that impressive between his legs.

As he watched he felt the rhythm of the Sensulator adjust its timing
to match the image he was looking at, the woman jerking off the man.

Almost imperceptibly the other images began to fade away and were
replaced by other scenes, all of men with women, like the one that
held his interest.

'This is great,' Ty found himself suddenly realizing.  His fears,
though not entirely gone, were at last beginning ebb somewhat, taking
a back seat to the erotic stimulation he was experiencing.

His eyes drifted to all the different scenes, taking them in and
noting their subtle differences.  On one he saw a couple in bed,
making love, he assumed.  The man was on top, pushing his aroused
organ in and out as the woman moaned in delight.  You couldn't see
much of what the man had as it was buried between the woman's legs.
Ty found his eyes flitting over to a different scene.

Here was a woman was on her hands and knees, the man mounting her from
behind.  'Jeez,' Ty wondered, 'was he putting his dick into her butt
or something?'  The way the woman moaned and squealed Ty couldn't tell
if what he was doing was hurting her or not, but it reminded him of
the time he'd watched two dogs doing it in the front yard.  Nothing of
the man's organ was visible here either.  Ty looked elsewhere.

The next image was of a woman on her knees doing a most incredible
thing.  She had her MOUTH on her man's DICK, if you can believe that!

"Whoa," Ty found himself saying under his breath.  He'd read about
"blow-jobs," where a woman supposedly sucked on a man's dick, but
thought it was just a made up thing.  After all, no one would really
want to put someone's dick in their mouth, would they?  I mean, guys
pee with those things, right?  Yeech.

And yet, as gross as the idea first seemed, he couldn't take his eyes
off this screen.  He watched entranced as the woman worked up and down
the man's lengthy shaft and wondered how it might be to experience
that.

Suddenly he felt a warm, wet sensation between his legs as the
Sensulator adjusted to a new mode.  Now the rhythm of the device
matched that of the woman giving the blow-job and the warm liquid
introduced into the orifice made it feel as if she were actually doing
him!

"Ohhh," Ty moaned in pleasure as even the tongue action was simulated.
Inside the Sensualtor something wet and textured wrapped itself around
his cock in perfect, mechanical synchronization to what was happening
before him.  The stimulation was incredibly arousing.

Suddenly the boy felt himself about to cum.  His boner began twitching
and he knew he would shoot his load at any moment.

The images went blank and Ty was plunged into blackness.  At the same
instant some kind of ring tightened around his cock and balls within
the Sensulator, preventing his orgasm.  What the hell!?

His release suddenly aborted, the boy whimpered as the blue-ball
effect began to take him, "Aaaaa!"

For several moments the boy sat in total darkness, sexually frustrated
and wondering what had happened, but as soon as his arousal began to
fade, images began to appear again.

Each image came up gradually, one at a time, and he had the impression
he had moved into another room or progressed to a new level.

On the screen in front of him a large, hairy man of perhaps 35 was
stretched back on a bed, playing with his enormous cock, stroking it
up and down, jerking it off.  Ty was stunned.  The only adult male
he'd ever seen naked was his father and he'd certainly never seen him
do THAT!  For a long time Ty thought he was the only person who even
did that shameful and embarrassing thing, until Chris had confessed
that he did it too, sometimes.  Ty had never actually seen anyone else
do it, but occasionally he fanaticized about what other boys,
especially his friend Chris, might look like doing it.

But surely only boy's played with themselves in this way.  Not big,
hairy grown-up men like this!?

Probably they don't really, he decided, it's just another image for
the ride is all.  But more than any other image so far, he found
himself strangely turned on as he watched this bear of a man, a man
old enough to be his father, playing with himself like a kid.

One by one other images came up all around and Ty found himself adrift
in a sea of man-cocks, all bigger, more potent, than anything he'd
ever imagined.  It was an incredible sight for the young teen and he
felt himself powerfully aroused as he took in the sights around him.
Inside the protection of the Sensulator, insulated from his own touch,
Ty felt his young cock being rhythmically stroked in cadence with the
image he was watching.

Ty found it easy to imagine it was his own big, enormous man cock
being stroked before him.  What must it be like to have a huge, hairy
man-dick, the boy wondered, watching men pleasure themselves all
around him.

For awhile Ty was so involved in what he was seeing, so excited and
pleasured and distracted, that it wasn't until several moments had
passed that he noticed something unexpected.  A sudden sensation of
shocked horror went through the boy like a bolt of lightning.

There were no women.  Each screen showed men: Only men!

The men were of different ages, some as old as his grandfather, others
as young as, well, some looked almost as young as him!  There were big
hairy bears, and smooth skinned baby-faced boys, all around.

Why was the machine just showing him pictures of guys?  What kind of
boy did it think he was?

Obviously it was simply part of a cycle it goes through, Ty decided.
Like the two women he'd watched in the first scene.  The ride must be
programmed to present a variety of different images.  Surely it would
switch to something else in a moment.

As he watched the images of men around him he was amazed at the size
and variety of organs he saw.  Some of the men were enormously endowed
and wielded their tools like swords unbound.  Others were moderate,
seeming more what he imagined an average mature penis might look like.
A few were actually quite petite, no bigger than his own, yet even
these he found interesting.

His gaze settled in on a particular scene.  This one showed a very
young man, a boy really, with smooth skin and no body hair.  His
organ, though much larger than Ty's, seemed rather smallish compared
to the others.  That didn't matter to Ty.  He thought it looked nice,
though he didn't know why.

Again the other images faded and were replaced by all images of young
men, smooth, hairless, youthful.

Ty felt his breath increasing and realized, to his own surprise, that
he was enjoying this far more than he would have expected.  Why was
that?  He had no idea, but he couldn't deny that he was fully aroused
again, even before the machine resumed its mechanical ministrations on
his swollen young boyhood.

His eyes drifted across the scene and his breathing increased.  Some
of these men looked so young.  So very young.  It seemed as he looked
around that there were ever younger individuals, each pleasuring
themselves in some way.

His eyes caressed the many views in front of him and finally came to
rest on an image of a boy no older than himself.

Ty didn't know what this boy fascinated him.  Perhaps it was merely
that he could easily imagine himself, or Chris, as that boy.  All he
knew was that once his hungry eyes fell upon the sight of this smooth
skinned youth he never looked away.

Ty felt his hips moving involuntarily, renewing their pumping action
as the boy worked his organ more vigorously and the Sensulator did the
same to him.  He felt the rise of his own jism, knew he was on the
verge of cumming when once again, BLACKNESS!

"Oooooooo!" Ty let out an almost painful yelp.

The sensation of a ring tightening around his cock and balls again cut
short his release and the boy whimpered like a whipped dog, almost
crying, as the object of his desire was suddenly snatched from him a
second time.

This was torture of a sort he'd never experienced before.  He squirmed
and wiggled his hips, he groped desperately for his own organ, but
nothing gave him satisfaction.  The railing and the device forbade any
handling of his own boy tool.  He was totally at the mercy of the
machine for his release.

After a moment the images resumed again and Ty was thrilled to see
that the boy, the one who looked like him, was back.  This time
however, he had to blink at what he saw.  Was it just a coincidence,
or did that boy really look exactly like him?

There was no mistaking that the two could have been brothers.  Their
hair, eyes, complexion, build, all were the same.  It was as if the
machine had deliberately reached into its memory banks and either
pulled a file image of an identical person or, somehow, generated a
virtual image from scratch with the intention of making it as much
like him as possible.  But, how could it do that?

Around the room more images of the boy began to appear, masturbating
in different places, in different ways.  He was in the shower, on his
bed, in the bathtub, in a forest, in a lake, in a bathroom, every
place you can imagine a boy doing it, he was there!  Ty felt suddenly
uncomfortable, as if someone had secretly video taped this poor kid,
this boy who looked so like himself, jerking off in all these places,
places he himself often did it, and was now putting him on display.

Ty's dick pulsed to life as he imagined himself as the boy, enjoying
those moments and yet feeling so embarrassed, so humiliated, so USED
as he was exhibited like an object.

For reasons he couldn't consciously understand the thought caused him
to feel even more arousal and his cock pulsed in hungry need.

Suddenly something unexpected happened in one of the scenes; two men
who seemed to come out of nowhere forcibly grabbed the boy in the
midst of his actions.

Ty felt his cock surge in unexpected excitement as the naked boy, his
double, struggled helplessly against his handsome captors.  The men
grabbed at his nude flesh freely, taking hold of him wherever they
pleased and dragging the captive youth off.

BLACKOUT!

Ty held his breath as if watching a real life cliffhanger.

What had happened?  Where had they taken the boy?  What were they
going to do with him?  Ty's own boyish dick pumped and pulsed in the
restraint of the Sensulator, almost as if his cock too was aching to
know what would happen next.

Neither had long to wait.

Still in darkness Ty felt the metal cables attached to the bands on
his wrists and ankles suddenly pull taut.  His legs were spread wide
apart as if to expose his rock-hard boy cock, though the Sensualator
still covered it.  His arms were stretched back in either direction
above his head until he found himself both naked and spread eagle
within the confines of the car.

Ty tried to fight back, pulling with all his might against his
restraints, but there was no slack, no give, no chance of getting
loose.  An utterly new and indescribable sensation seized the boy
unlike any he'd experienced before.  He knew no word for it, had no
way to explain it.  There was fear, yes, fear was definitely part of
it.  He felt exposed, open, naked, vulnerable...  All of those
feelings were present.  But, despite all of that, he found himself
sexually aroused beyond anything he'd ever experienced in his young
life, beyond anything he'd imagined possible.  He was trapped, a
prisoner, totally at the mercy of some unseen power, but for some
reason he could not explain, and this frightened him more than
anything, he was incredibly turned-on by the sensation of being
someone's sexual captive.

Slowly an image began to reveal itself on the invisible screen before
him.

There was the boy, looking even more like Ty than before.  He was on a
bed in a dark room, arms and legs tied, spread-eagle, just like Ty.
The boy breathed nervously, as if frightened, and Ty realized it
matched the frantic rhythms of his own desperate breaths.

Around the boy's smooth erect cock was a kind of leather strap, like a
studded dog's collar, snug around his shaft and ball sack.

On seeing it Ty realized he could feel something similar in place
around his own organ and he imagined it must be the same.  He didn't
know what it was exactly, but he felt he understood its dual purpose.
It indicated ownership.  He was now tagged as someone's property, an
object to be used.  He also knew it served a real physical purpose as
well.  It was to prevent him from cumming, at least until whomever
wanted him to.

The Sensulator itself remained dormant.  No new stimulation was being
applied to his rigid young dink.  Like the boy on the bed he was
motionless, untouched, and yet he could not imagine having ever been
more aroused in his life.

The men returned.  They were dressed differently now.

When they'd taken the boy they'd been dressed normally, only the boy
had been naked.  Now they wore strange, revealing leather garments the
likes of which Ty had never seen.  Studs and straps crossed their
chests, leaving more skin exposed than covered.  Something like
leather jock straps barely contained their frighteningly enormous man
bulges.  Ty struggled and pulled at his bonds, just as the boy on the
screen did the same, and Ty suddenly realized how vulnerable he
actually was.

This was too much, he thought to himself.  He wasn't comfortable with
this anymore.  He wanted it to stop.

When he'd come here he'd been frightened enough just imagining the
pictures of naked women he'd be seeing, but this...  What the hell was
wrong with this machine?  He didn't like this kind of stuff!  (Did
he...?)

He tried to reassure himself.  Obviously the machine has made a
mistake.  No, this wasn't the kind of thing he was into.  Not men!
What did they think he was?  And yet...

In spite of everything he told himself, everything he believed about
himself; despite all his fear, resistance and determination to look
away, Ty found his eyes glued to the scene before him, unable to gaze
anywhere else and totally unable to account for his own incredible
arousal.  There was an inexplicable pleasure he felt watching,
experiencing, being part of what was happening.

He'd never been so horny.  Within the confines of the Sensulator his
erect boy-cock throbbed, harder than it had ever been.  Oh, why
wouldn't they just let him cum already?  What was the point in
dragging this out?  What were they going to do to him?

On the screen the boy looked at the men, pleading in his eyes.

"What...  What are you going to do to me?"  he asked, almost as if
reading Ty's mind.  It was the first time anyone had spoken in the
scenes and Ty was again shocked at how much the boy's voice sounded
like his own.

The two handsome men didn't answer and instead placed a gag over his
mouth.  At that same instant Ty felt something extend from the walls
of his travelling car and his mouth was also covered with a soft,
cotton cloth.  Next the men produced a black silk blindfold which they
placed across the boy's eyes.  Instantly the scene went black as Ty
felt a soft, silky material, cover his own face.

Ty knew he wasn't in any real danger.  He couldn't say how he knew, he
just knew.  This was a game, a ride designed to excite him like some
sort of erotic roller coaster.  But just like a roller coaster, he was
frightened by what was happening.  All the knowledge that he was safe,
just like on any other amusement ride, did nothing to prevent his
heart from racing and his emotions from running rampant.

Mouth gagged, eyes covered, he felt a touch on his nipples.
Instinctively the boy flinched.  For an instant he imagined someone
was in the car with him, but he knew the size and design made that
impossible.  Obviously other attachments had extended themselves to
simulate the feel of human hands on his erect little boy tits.

Ty jumped as another sensation took him.  Something wet was moving
over his body.

It felt like a human tongue, licking its way across him, up his chest,
over his nipples, around his neck, his ears.  Then there were two of
them, roaming freely over every part of the boy's exposed body.  Ty
sighed at the pleasurable sensations, then gasped as he felt something
like a human hand suddenly grab his erection inside the tight confines
of the Sensulator.

It was as if the men were pawing at him, licking at him, touching him
all over.

With no visual input Ty easily imagined the men he had seen on the
screen were actually in the car with him, fondling every part of his
smooth young body.  Even knowing all the things he felt had to be
mechanical simulations his imagination had no problem filling in the
blanks and letting him believe the experience was totally genuine.

He felt one of the men move across his upper body, stroking his neck,
licking his nipples, fondling his cheeks, as he felt the other man
move down, lick his abdomen, stroke his cock.  He felt the man's
tongue move across his boy meat and, for just a moment, stop to suck
on his tender organ.  Ty moaned in pleasure as the man's wet mouth
enveloped him in the darkness, even though deep down he knew it was
only the Sensulator at work.

The man moved lower, working his tongue between the boy's spread legs.
There was a brief pause, then Ty jumped as he felt something wet
making circles around his anus.

Some hidden panel in the seat must have opened to allow the probe to
reach him there and Ty squirmed at the moist, erotic sensation.  Like
a tongue it made tiny movements around his hole, using warm, wet
strokes in a way, Ty felt certain, no real human would ever do.  How
disgusting, the boy thought, to lick someone's butt hole!  Thank god
it was only, ohhhh...

The boy sighed at the pleasurable sensation of being rimmed, then
squirmed more, pressing his anus against it as the "tongue" probed
deeper into his opening.  Thank God it was only a machine doing this,
he thought, less disgusted at the idea then he would have been.

But once more the boy found himself imagining what it would be like in
reality.  Would someone ever really do this to him?  Would he ever do
it to someone else?  Somehow, as he felt himself being turned on by
the deep, moist probing of his own hole, he didn't find the thought
nearly as disgusting as it had first seemed.

Suddenly he felt something brushing against his hand.  Something soft
and firm, long and hard.  It was one of the men's cocks, Ty realized
with a start.

Without thinking he tightened his fingers around the shaft, feeling
his first man-dick.  Surely this too was merely a simulation, but how
real it felt.

>From the sensations on his body Ty imagined the man, his mouth down
between his legs, his dick sticking out the leg of his leather jock
and being pushed into the boy's eager palm.

Soon he felt another in his other hand as the second man followed the
lead of the first.  Ty rubbed, stroked, pawed at the erect organs he
couldn't see, only touch as the men continued to tongue his pulsing
hole.
 
Geez, it felt good.  So incredibly, indescribably irresistibly good!
Unable to stop himself Ty wriggled his butt against the moist anal
actuator, aroused practically to the point of madness.  He was going
to cum, he knew it.  He could feel it building, even with nothing
touching his hard little boyhood, he was ready to pump.  The motions
were starting, the sensations unmistakable.  He was gonna cum!  He was
gonna c...

Everything stopped and the noose was again tightened around his cock,
preventing his climax.

"AAAAAAAaaaaarrrrrrrrrr!"  Ty screamed through his gag as he pulled at
his restraints, snapping at them, desperately struggling to break his
unbreakable bonds.  It was no use.  He was held fast, unable to do
anything about his condition except endure it.

How did it know?  How did the machine know!?  How could it detect his
every sensation!?   And why did it stop?  What was the point of
bringing him to the verge the most powerful orgasm of his life and
then stopping!

But inside, even as he pulled and struggled in vane to touch his
swollen, hungry organ, Ty knew why.  As much as he fought it, as much
as it pained him to be denied, he knew he'd never known a more
powerfully erotic torture.  One more part of this amazing ride.

Despite that knowledge Ty felt tears of frustration welling up in his
eyes.  He so wanted to cum, was so aching for release, and now yet
another orgasm had been denied him, choked in mid eruption.  He didn't
think it was possible.  He could never have done it by himself.  Even
now he could barely stand it, barely retain a shred of sanity, but the
machine knew him, knew his needs, knew what he wanted, better than he
knew himself.

And that was the most terrifying part of it.  He was discovering
things about himself he didn't really want to know.  Learning what
really excited him.  He was confronting himself at his most primal
level and was not happy about what he saw.

But this was just a ride, Ty repeated, trying desperately to reassure
himself.  It's not real.  It's just pretend.  It doesn't mean this is
what I want in real life.

The blindfold came off and on screen the men stepped away from him.
For the first time he saw their naked cocks, hanging from their
leather thongs, looking just as big, firm and delicious as he'd
imagined them to be when he touched them. 

"Your Master is coming, boy," they said and stepped back into the
shadows.

For several moments, there was only silence as the view changed.  The
boy on screen vanished and only the image of the door and his body
remained, as if Ty himself were now the boy, staring at the door down
the length of his own naked, enslaved body, waiting to see who would
come through.

Ty knew this would be the final part of the ride.  For each person, he
imagined, someone different would come through the door, someone
assembled from all the data the machine had gathered on the journey to
this point.  What would it be for him?

Some kind of woman dominatrix, Ty thought?  He'd read stories in
Penthouse, seen little cartoons in Playboy.  Maybe that's what his
ultimate fantasy would be.

Or maybe, he thought, in would be a man to dominate him?  Perhaps a
big strong man.  The idea excited him.  But that couldn't be.  No, a
man coming through that door would mean that he was...

Ty shook the thought, still unable to accept it as a possibility.  He
wasn't that way.  He wasn't!

Was he?

As he thought about the man coming for him, and realized how the
thought aroused him more than the idea of a woman, he began to wonder
if perhaps he really was one of "them."

Throughout the ride he had preferred men, the images of men, the
fondling of men, being used by men, all of what had happened to him on
this ride that had involved men.  He HAD enjoyed it.  Maybe, whether
he liked the idea or not, maybe he really was...?

Ty was unable to wipe away the tear that ran down his cheek.  His arms
were still pulled up behind him in the spread-eagle position, his legs
still pulled wide, his small, naked body exposed and vulnerable to
whatever fictional person would walk through that door.

He didn't want to be gay.  He knew that.  It would make him an outcast
from his friends, if they found out.  Chris would disown him, the boys
at school would taunt him, if they learned.  He'd have to hide it or
suffer the consequences.  He didn't WANT that, but deep inside he
began to realize where the ride had brought him.

Now he wondered, as the machine culled the data it had gathered, what
would it show him?

The door began to open and Ty felt himself tense up.

(CONTINUED)

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"Nightfair" - End Part 2 of 3

Slowly a dark figure stepped forward from the shadows and into the
revealing light of the room.  A face took shape.  When he saw the
image coming at him he began to shake with fear.

(CONTINUED)
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End "Nightfair" Part 2 of 3


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