SMR part 1

Author: lthrsmlad
Title: SMR1
Date: 18 February 2012

Steve, Mike, and Rob (SMR Day one)

The continuation of “Fruit and veg was only the beginning”

They awoke the following morning after forming their new relationship, all three in a huge bed, Rob between them both. Underneath the covers he was buckled tightly into a sleep sack, his cock and balls sticking outside of it, still sporting a raging hard-on. In his new home. A home that he had been longing for, for so long!

After Mike and Steve were fully awake the covers were pulled back to reveal Rob’s morning wood. A hand wrapped around his scrotum, pulling on it, simultaneously squeezing the balls hard.

Another hand was around the base of his cock, tightly keeping it solid and erect, while yet another hand was tormenting the very tip of his cock-head, manipulating it. Rob was giggling with excitement about his new relationship. That, and the fact that the head of his cock was ridiculously sensitive, ticklish as fuck. The torment continued and Rob laughed, almost cried; most of his mornings started with a wank.

Only he wasn't doing the wanking; this cock massage was with a tight grip, forcing even more blood to engorge his sex organ; he was hard as fuck, begging to cum!

Mike reached over to the bedside table and pulled a box out. He opened the lid, pulling out a cylinder. Rob was worried, thinking they were going to chastise him again. However Mike slid the cylinder over his cock while it was still rock-hard, and with the flick of a switch he felt his cock being sucked deeper into the cylinder. It started pumping up and down, wanking him mechanically.

At the base of his cock, on the sleep sack, and on the cylinder, there were points in which the device could be bungee-roped in position so it would not come off. As the bungee was elastic it allowed the cylinder to slide up and down his cock but never able to come off. Rob could feel the inside of the cylinder expand over and around his cock, it rode up and down the entire length, even the head of his cock felt like it was being sensually massaged.

"Let’s see how long you can cope with this thing on," Mike said.
Laughing at Rob’s plight, Mike and Steve got dressed.

"Right, we’re off to do some shopping, don't go anywhere," Steve smirked.

Mike sniggered, and added "Oh yeah, one other thing. I wouldn't cum in that thing if I was you! As it’s not coming off till we return it might get uncomfortable if you do. Either that or you will cum over, and over again." He chuckled, adding "Hmmm, that might be fun to watch though!"

They both left for the hardware store to get some new things to build in the playroom.

Rob just lay there. Nowhere to go but high ecstasy, with a little fear of cumming, trapped in the masturbator. The machine pumped away at Rob’ dick, up and down, every so often going faster before returning to normal speed. It was very effective at keeping Rob on the edge of cumming, and made it impossible for him to lose his hard-on!

Steve and Mike eventually finished fondling all the goodies in the DIY store, and loaded the van before heading over to the electronics store. Mike was getting a little adventurous, dumping lots of magnetic door-locks and timer parts into the trolley. Mike even dropped a few Wi-Fi security devices in as well, keen to control and watch poor Rob strapped up, or whatever else they wanted to do to him, remotely over the internet or mobile phone.

Steve was smirking at Mike with a bulging hard-on as their minds pondered on what adventures were heading their way through their new FUCK TOY Rob! Steve continued dumping electric winches and pulleys into the shopping trolley.

Heading over to the cashier with the trolley full of tech for the playroom refurbishment, making the room fully automated was their big priority at the moment. They had fantasised of such a room for themselves when they had got together. Now they could call Rob on the phone and tell him to lock himself up, and they could remotely via mobile and Wi-Fi control the locks and pulleys racking and stretching him from work. Their very own remote-controlled slave boy.

After paying for the items and loading them into the van Steve and Mike re-adjusted their crotches as they bulged out, clearly obvious in the shops. Their minds were wandering all over the place about the new adventures that were about to begin.

They talked in the van on the journey back about remotely-controlling Rob over the net and even decided to make one last trip and to pop over to the computer store.

Once inside the massive computer store the awkward hard-ons they were sporting made the shopping ordeal a horny one. There were a few tech gays there, and yes they got an eye-full. There were lots of eyes perving their bulges!

Heading all around the store with their shopping basket, Mike dumped software for internet Wi-Fi control; based on security and camera control it allowed them to link their mobiles, PDAs, iPod Touches, and iPhones, to the main computer at home, giving them full access to all of the technology in the playroom that was about to made fully automated.

Magnetic locking mechanisms for doors would be modified so that Rob could attach the specially designed D-rings of his permanent wrist and ankle cuffs to the St Andrews cross, bondage chair, or table, and many other devices that may be built over time. Over Wi-Fi from work Steve and Mike would be able to torment him in any way that they could think of.

Steve picked up a software program for an internet website; it was a new software program for an adult interactive site. He figured it could be modified into a pay-site allowing the viewers a private chat-like system. Paying for 15 minutes or so and temporarily controlling the playroom Rob was trapped in, giving the pervy viewer access to a little control over this virtual escort slave…

And being an interactive virtual BDSM escort, very probably one of the first ever, there would be no physical contact but Rob could make some cash that way. The whole idea was buzzing in Steve’s mind… they could perve on Rob from work, watch the clients torment their automatic slave boy, and make cash that Rob could have a cut of, and money left over to make the playroom even more advanced over time.

Both Mike and Steve were excited by the idea, flooding their minds and their groins, almost wetting themselves with enthusiasm and excitement… how would they get any work done watching Rob via Wi-Fi and mobile phone?! GRRRRR!! They were eager to get home and get the whole fucking thing set up and running as soon as possible.

To be continued