I'm Taking the Game Further

I gently placed my hands under his balls, lifted them and weighed them. They felt surprisingly light. While I was still pondering how it could be that something so big weighed so little, Lukas made a noise. I froze. Guiltily, I lifted my eyes, which had been glued to his junk. How could I explain him what I had just done? I prepared an excuse.

It wasn't necessary. He was asleep! Relief washed over me.

And at the same time, my curiosity was piqued. Now when the initial panic had subsided, I fancied his noise sounded like a contented hum. Did he like what I was doing? I decided that the thought was not entirely far-fetched. Trying to put myself in his shoes, I could well imagine that it felt quite good to have someone touching my balls while I was asleep, or at least half asleep. He couldn't know that it was me who was playing with him. Perhaps he was dreaming of being seduced by a racy beauty. He obviously liked what he felt. When I took a closer look, his cock seemed to have gotten a little bigger.

I grinned to myself. What a prank! I could get him hard and when he finally realized what was going on, I could tease him that it was me he was reacting to. I could tease him about it for years to come. If I did it right, I could even take a few photos to show him later when the time was right. The prospect of being able to tease him like this masked my insecurity and the tinge of embarrassment that a remnant of decency triggered inside me.

I casually noticed that the prospect of getting Lukas horny without him consciously realizing it seemed to excite me. At least something was stirring in my pyjama bottoms. The corners of my mouth went up. My ambition was awakened. Let's see how far I could take the game.

I gently stroked the soft skin on his sack. His thick marbles nestled perfectly against my fingers. I let them slide back and forth. I watched his reactions very closely. In fact, his cock continued to grow and was half stiff in no time. He also slipped even deeper into the sofa and spread his legs. Oh boy, he really seemed to be enjoying it. His breathing became deeper and gradually turned into a soft moan.

My pants got tighter too. I was caught up in what I was doing here and now. I didn't think about the consequences. All I knew was that it was fun and I wanted to keep going.

I felt his nuts and rolled them between my fingers. It was absolutely fascinating how they felt. I carefully probed them to get a better idea of their contours. Luke's moans became louder. His pole was already rising to its full height. The light pressure I applied to his most sensitive area during my examinations was obviously quite pleasant for him. Let's see how much he could take.

I tightened my grip. Of course I didn't want to hurt him. But I wasn't holding back either. I wanted him to feel that someone was holding him. When I imagined what pain it could mean if I grabbed him with all my might and crushed his balls, I was overcome by an unexpected feeling of power. I literally had him in the palm of my hand. His moans became louder and his eyes flickered. He was about to wake up.

I had to make a decision. Stop or carry on?