Basketball

I sat on a park bench in the glaring afternoon sun, watching the rather peculiar basketball match that was taking place on the court in front of me.

You see, I had underestimated my friend's love for basketball, which had survived untouched throughout all the degrading violations I had subjected him to in the two months following our bet. I had forbidden him things such as full control over his genitals, including handling them without my permission, indoor defecation and urination, hair on any part of his body, the usage of any clothes except for a sticky-note to cover his genitals as a reward for being a good **** towards the end of the second month following our bet, and his participation, which up until that point had been regular, in basketball matches held at the basketball court of our neighbourhood's park. Although he had chafed at all these restrictions, he had been particularly frustrated by his complete lack of game time, this frustration often manifesting in groaning pleas to be allowed to take part in these matches. This was not the only groaning he emitted during his time of forfeiture. These groans resembled in quality those that I elicited from him the many times I wantonly masturbated him in either one of our bathrooms, I fully clothed, he fully nude and devoid of all hair. Resulting from the same inspiration of twisted charity that had rewarded him with the sticky-note, I allowed him to play again subject, of course, to certain conditions.

And so I watched with cruel pleasure as my friend, clad only in socks and his favourite basketball shoes, his glabrous nudity enhanched by the glistening sheen of the sweat that covered his pale body, engaged in his favourite athletic hobby. His cock and wrinkly ballbag swung wildly as he ran, much to the amusement of his teammates and opponents alike, who took much pleasure in cracking crude jokes about his appearance and its implications. For example, they used euphemisms such as "sausage" and "eggs" to describe his exposed genitals,which they ogled often throughout the match, and made many jokes with the recurring theme of him receiving anal sex.

His torments came not only in the form of verbal insults, as he his fellow players took every opportunity that came their way to get their hands on certain parts of his body. They tugged, squeezed and held his penis, pinched, groped, caressed, smacked and patted his exposed white bum, fondled and gently pinched his scrotum, and fingered his bright, sensitive glans penis.

Much to my delight and, I am sure, much to my friend's chagrin, he was unable to prevent moans of pleasure accompanying the fingerings, tugs and squeezings, and even seemed to come to enjoy the regular smackings he received- which made his ass jiggle profusely and turned it red- as evidenced by the fond smiles with which he regarded his smackers immediately after they made his jelly jiggle.