Five Stories for Bar Night—Pt. 4
#4 of Five Stories for Bar Night
One of Leon's favorite traditions with his friends is to meet up for bar night. Although tonight will be an experience to remember, as drunken conversation turns to his friends' encounters with his son, and Leon is all ears for what Caleb has been up to.
This is part 4, the third mini-story, this one being told by Keiji
THUD.
"Mmmm!"
"Take another, boy!"
THUD.
"Mmmm!"
Caleb was on the edge of Keiji's king-sized bed. Ropes around his ankles connected the Labrador to the hooks on the tanuki's headboard, while additional ropes around his wrists and waist secured him to the footboard, positioning Caleb in a way that he was on his back with his legs extended upward and backward so his feet were over his head and his ass was completely exposed; he wasn't going anywhere without help. Another rope kept his tail tied down to keep it out of the way, and Keiji had wrapped more rope around Caleb's muzzle, effectively gagging him and allowing him to make only the pained grunts and yelps that escaped his lips every time the solid oak paddle struck his bare cheeks.
Keiji, wearing only his black silk bathrobe, was panting. He'd lost track of how long he'd been at it and lost count of how many times he'd spanked the boy, but he knew there was going to be a huge mural of beautiful bruises on Caleb's ass under all that dark fur covering his rump. And even though Caleb was panting, too, and visibly clenching his jaw under the rope tying his mouth shut, Keiji could see the fiery, carnal lust burning brightly in the boy's eyes--he wasn't satisfied yet.
The tanuki grinned sadistically.
"Oh, you want more, huh?" he asked, raising the dark wooden paddle.
Before Caleb could nod--
THUD.
"Mmmmmm!"
The dog threw his head back, clenched his fists, flexed his toes, and jolted in pain.
THUD.
"Mmmmm!" Caleb panted harder, his nostrils flaring around his nose ring.
THUD.
"MMMMMHMMMHMMMM!" Tears welled up in the corners of the Labrador's eyes as he practically howled through his gag.
Keiji paused, keeping an eye out for the signal--if Caleb snapped his fingers three times, the scene was over, no questions asked.
But even though he was sniffling and fighting back the tears, the boy let his hands rest limply on the mattress.
The tanuki chuckled and rubbed the paddle smoothly over Caleb's abused bottom; Caleb shivered as he felt the cool wood against the heat radiating from the deep red welts under his fur. With his free hand, Keiji drummed his fingers on the package between Caleb's legs; a steel chastity cage was locked over his sheath, leaving only his plump balls to hang from the space in the metal ring while his cock throbbed under the tight confines of the device.
"It's your own fault, boy," Keiji said authoritatively as Caleb gulped and snorted to prevent himself from crying. "You didn't have to come here. You didn't have to let me tie you up. You didn't have to let me put you in a cage."
Keiji squeezed the steel nub covering the canine penis, imagining that he was squeezing the hard shaft locked away in Caleb's sheath. Under his silk robe, his own cock, currently at a semi-chub, twitched and began to stiffen. "You chose this."
The tanuki's large hand drifted down to Caleb's still-free testicles. He wrapped his paw around them, smothering the boy's nuts as his fingers cinched around the neck of Caleb's scrotum.
"You chose this because you're a bad boy."
Caleb sniffled again and nodded.
"And bad boys know they need to get punished." Keiji began to simultaneously squeeze Caleb's balls and pull down on them, stretching the Labrador's sac...and stretching...
Caleb tensed up and took deep, huffing breaths as the tension and pressure on his nuts rose. Keiji kept pulling, kept squeezing, clamping down harder and harder, until his fingers were clenched tightly on Caleb's testicles and he'd pulled them about five inches away from the boy's groin.
"Mmf! Mmf!" Caleb squirmed in his bonds, but he didn't budge a centimeter. Keiji stopped pulling and squeezing, but he didn't let go, simply maintaining his vise-like grip right where he was.
"You've been acting out, been giving your dad a hard time, haven't you?" Keiji prompted.
"Mmmhmm!" Caleb nodded frantically.
"And you knew you needed your Uncle Keiji to discipline you...right?" Keiji squeezed harder now.
"Mmmm!" Caleb groaned loudly through his muzzle.
The tanuki laughed as he pulled Caleb's nuts forward a little more now, drawing out renewed struggles from the canine; his own cock hardened to full mast, the outline of it clearly visible under the thin layer of silk he wore. "You did the right thing, coming to me. Because I provide the discipline you need, don't I, boy!"
"Mmhmm! Mmhmm!"
Keiji smirked. Then, without warning, he released his grip on Caleb's nuts, letting them swing back to the safety of his groin.
"Mmff!" Caleb yelped in surprise and pain.
"Yeah, you knew how this was going to play out the second you started being a brat for your old man," Keiji mused like a tired drill sergeant. He stopped rubbing Caleb's battered ass cheeks with the paddle and raised it threateningly over his balls, which protruded plumply from the base of the chastity cage--a big, bulbous target, ripe and ready for abuse.
Caleb's eyes grew wide and fearful.
"You've got only yourself to blame for this," Keiji told him dispassionately before...
WHUD!
"MMMMM!" Caleb shrieked through his gag and convulsed as Keiji brought the hard oak paddle down on his sensitive testicles, dully smacking them into his pelvis and jostling his cock and balls from the force of the impact.
"Because bad boys..."
WHUD!
"MMMM!" Caleb panted hard.
"...like you..."
WHUD!
"MMMM!" Tears trickled down the Labrador's cheeks and he clenched his fists.
"...need lots..."
WHUD!
"MMMM!" Caleb threw his head back again and flexed his toes.
"...and lots..."
WHUD!
"MMMM!" Caleb wildly arched his back before trying to fold in on himself.
"...of discipline!"
WHUD!
"MMMMMM!"
The canine howled through his gag on the final strike, and he lay there shaking on the bed...but Keiji saw that Caleb consciously lay his hands on the mattress, refusing to snap his fingers. The Labrador was either too tired or in too much pain to give him the signal, was truly enjoying himself, or was now taking it as a matter of pride to bear his punishment until the bitter end. As much fun as Keiji was having--as evinced by his hard cock throbbing and drooling pre along the inside of his robe--the tanuki figured it might be time for the grand finale. Keiji loved smashing Caleb's nuts every time he came over, but he wanted to stop short of destroying them completely, not to mention the fact that he'd practically obliderated the boy's ass with his paddle; on top of all that, his twitching cock was aching for some release himself anyway. All good reasons to bring the scene to a close with a bang. He just wanted to draw out the torture a little bit longer.
"You know, I could do some truly terrible things to these little puppy makers," Keiji said teasingly as he laid the paddle aside and smothered Caleb's sore, bruised testicles in his large hand again. Caleb gulped nervously. Keiji softly squeezed his nuts and rolled them around in his palm, eliciting a moan from the Labrador as he continued, "I could pulp them. I could stomp on them. I could push a bunch of needles into them. I could bite them off if I really wanted to..."
Keiji glowered deviously down at Caleb, who was still weakly panting and shivering.
"But your dad might not appreciate me taking away the family jewels, huh?" Keiji said thoughtfully. He shrugged, then sidled up between Caleb's legs. "That's alright, though. I think I've got a more appropriate punishment for you, boy."
With one hand still grasping Caleb's nuts, Keiji used his free hand to part his robe to expose his cock--a stout shaft as girthy as a beer can that hung over his especially hefty nutsack--then guided the blunt tip to press against the younger dog's waiting, quivering hole...
"Fucking him was like spanking him all over again, I was going that hard on his ass," Keiji recounted. "You know, like bam, bam, bam, with the old thunder thighs slamming against his cheeks, and he was screaming a lot."
"Bet he loved it, though, right?" Dylan asked.
"Are you kidding? He was gripping me so tight, it was like he was trying to keep me in there! You know what I'm talking about!" Keiji said, nudging Leon.
The Labrador laughed. "Yeah, I'm not surprised he was holding onto you like that." As he recovered, he looked down at his own shot glass of tequila, then he smiled as he shook his head. "So, when he was in chastity for two weeks a few months back..."
Keiji grinned. "Yeah, that was me. I owned your son's diiiiiiick!" the tanuki sang in Leon's ear.
"That was the longest two weeks of my life! I needed him to fuck me pretty bad," Leon said, playfully shoving Keiji in his seat. The tanuki laughed, but Leon's memory fired on what he'd just said. "Although you said he's fucked you, right?" he asked Amos.
The bison smirked. "Yeah...guess it's my turn to share, too." He grabbed his shot of tequila and knocked it back. "God damn, I don't know how you drank that, Keiji, it's so bad," he winced as he placed the empty glass on the table. Amos leaned in, causing everyone else around the table to scoot in closer, too. "We met up at Lenum Park this one time--there's a little spot behind the basketball courts..."