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Frank’s Neck Games
Frank
enlisted hunky men with firm shoulders, arms and chests. He liked them to
have some or full hair on their chests. It was essential that they have strong
necks. Frank’s Games required participants to strangle each other until they black’d out A few
years ago a buddy introduced him to the world of neck games. The buddy choked
him until he black’d out. He enjoyed the feeling of
his buddy’s hands pressuring his strong neck. Then the drift into
unconsciousness. Bliss. This unforgettable experience motivated him to organise neck games so that other men could share it. There was an
element of danger. The men who played Frank’s Neck Games accepted the danger.
They simply may not regain consciousness from the black out. For this reason
Frank organised Neck Games under the umbrella of
the Garbage Factory. This company provided discreet venues, transport and,
when necessary, took care of any bodies. Frank envied
some men. Their past history was strictly confidential but he suspected that
they strangled way beyond the point of a black out to no return. It was
highly likely that the forthcoming Neck Games would be dangerous. That suited
the current four umpires; they were hardened veterans from previous Neck
Games. They persuaded Frank to include a free-for-all melee as the climax.
The representative from the Garbage Factory understood the umpires’ terminal
expectations. He selected an open air grass paddock fenced in with old
fashioned timber boards. There were a number of discarded wooden “horses”
once used for whippings. The area in one corner was enclosed with wire
netting. Frank was given a key to lock the participants inside. The Garbage
Factory supplied lockers for the players to put in their shirts and hats.
Frank decided that the participants would wear boots, jeans or leather pants.
The tailoring point was that the style
be “chaps”. Frank wanted their cocks and balls to be publicly displayed. Some
of the players were understandably shy; others were happy to flaunt their
cocks and balls to all and sundry. In particular the four umpires wore
whistles nestled across their hairy chests. A driver drove them to the open
air paddock. In his course of duty he had seen many sized cocks and balls. He
agreed to help out with administrative duties including greasing cocks for
fucking. The parade today was nothing special but erect cocks can surprise. The twenty
players were used to parade bashing. An umpire ordered them to form up in two
parallel lines of ten players. Their cocks and balls looked splendid. Frank’s
cock and bull-sized balls established a standard. Nevertheless, they were not
assembled to admire cocks and balls. They were about to engage in a strangle until
the partner black’s out. The opening moves would be played out in the open
air. Fortunately, the day was sunny but with a mild temperature. The driver
did not explain but he filled six buckets with water and positioned them
beside the fence. Frank welcomed
all and ordered the back row to step forward and position their arms on the
neck in front. The four umpires supervised, adjusted arms around the necks
and gave advice. Then Frank ordered the front row to turn around and position
their arms around the necks in front of them. One of the umpires took note of
four cocks which were aroused in this early neck exploration. He passed on
the information to Frank and suggested these four players might start today’s
Neck Games. First of all
Frank singled out Sammy. Sammy, today’s resident cocksucker, was brought up
to swallow but lately had chosen bukkake when
suitable colleagues were available. His secret passion was to choke men
preferably with their own cut off cock down their throats. He might do that
elsewhere and on other occasions. Nevertheless Sammy had strong arms and
enjoyed blacking out players in previous Neck Games. Frank thought
he was a man of few words. He briefly explained that there would be a number
of Neck Games in the immediate paddock. The umpires would move anybody black’d out to the side fence for safety. He hoped that
everybody would play the Neck Games in good spirit. The area fenced in
towards the paddock side was where motivated neck players tested their
mettle. Who knows what might happen? One thing was for sure—they would fuck
here. It was a
coincidence but the four opening players had thick hairy chests. The youngest
Mike shuddered in apprehension as his cock showed signs of life. This wouldn’t
be the first time that his cock had an erection in public. The four
participants formed a circle where the right hand gripped the next player’s
neck. It was a neck tease whetting their appetite for more strenuous
pressure. The umpires manoeuvred the players into a
one-to-one to start off followed by a two-to-two to complete the task. Mike
had no say when he became one of the one-to-ones. As it happened he was able
to easily grasp his opponent’s neck with both hands. Fine. The problem was
Luke his opponent grabbed his balls and squeezed beyond the threshold of
pain. He screamed but intensified the pressure on the neck. Not good enough.
The two-to-two players joined in. He felt a little relief as the neck pain
was not as excruciating as the ball pain. He started to lose consciousness. “Umpire!” An
umpire blew a whistle. “Score!” Mike slumped to the ground. The umpire
positioned him on his back with cock and balls exposed. Luke flexed his arms
to emphasise his initial victory; by now his cock
was fully erect. The umpire could see the bull-sized balls hanging below the
cock. The remaining
two players ignored any script niceties. They moved in on Luke and played
with his neck from opposite directions. Luke enjoyed the feel of the hands
choking him until he black’d out. Another umpire
moved his unconscious body to the side. The two players continued by closing
in on an umpire. Frank didn’t expect the assault on an umpire so early in the
games but he permitted it. Maybe it wasn’t fair but it looked good when the
unconscious umpire slumped to the ground. Sammy interrupted the two players
by sucking their cocks; they finished by splashing his face with cum. Frank asked
for three volunteers who were to choose partners for full frontal neck play.
A sweaty, hairy chested, volunteer chose Frank. He was surprised but welcomed
the challenge. After all it was his Neck Games. This time the remaining
players heckled them on. An umpire adjusted their grips on the neck, blew a
whistle to start. The six players took their time before they slowly
increased the pressure. The umpire was pleased to see them smiling as the
neck play progressed. The first pair black’d out
within a reasonable time. It was unusual for both players to black out
together. The second pair needed more effort. Both players gasped for breath
and stuck their tongues out. The umpire interrupted by grasping their balls
and squeezing tight. The cocks responded. The player who black’d
out missed seeing his erect cock spurt. Frank enjoyed his Neck Game; in fact he
black’d out fairly promptly. The other two umpires
helped remove the unconscious players to the side of the fence. Now that
Frank was unconscious for the moment the three umpires ordered the remaining
players to move to the secure area. From now on it was their terminal game.
The driver greased the players’ cocks as they entered the Neck killing
grounds. The players had fun lowering the pants to expose arses.
All players claimed they were butch so it was a shock when cocks thrust up
their arses. The second shock was the neck play.
This time it was painful. The three umpires persuaded the players to enter
into the spirit and play with each other’s necks as they fucked. They sent
the driver back to awaken the unconscious players. He doused them with water from
the buckets. Then he rounded them into the secure area. They were barely
awake as they felt a pair of hands gripping their necks. The cocks up the arses was unexpected. They settled in to enjoy the fuck.
Pity about the necks. Some of them were lucky that their attackers played
with their Adams Apple. Frank locked the driver outside. The driver
understood that for the players inside black out would come too soon. The time for
horseplay started with a circle. The player most likely to take cock regularly
was taunted as he thrust from side to side. There was no escape. His arse had to accept the cock on offer. In point of fact
the arse swallowed the cock as predicted. Fucking
the arse was the least of his worries. The hands
gripping his neck made him feel dizzy. He cried out “Stop!” No way. The
attacker repositioned his arms, stretched his hands out and throttled him.
The players clapped as he fell unconscious to the ground. The benefit
of the enclosed area was that the players were jammed on top of one another.
It was easy for a player from behind to insert his cock into the arse and grip the necks from behind. Furthermore as
players slumped to the ground they remained on the ground as an obstacle to
fall over. Frank preferred the full frontal position; some players liked
unknown and unseen hands to grip their necks from behind. An umpire organised a three player neck game. The lucky player in
the middle was fucked up the arse as he himself
fucked the player in front of him. More importantly two players gripped the
necks in front. Sammy volunteered to swallow the cum of the cock up front.
The cum overflowed from his mouth and splashed over his face. All three
players black’d out and slumped to the ground. Two players
panicked and tried to escape. By now the other players were determined to
score. They captured the two players hugging the meshing, threw them face
down on the ground. This time they pinned them down as the cocks went up
their arses. They took turns to grip the necks. It
was fun but eventually somebody would have to deliver the final blow. Two
players smiled at one another then struck. Everybody heard a gargling sound,
the attempt to breathe followed by the bodies collapse. The player
who did not have a hairy chest accosted Frank. The intention was clear. They
faced head on, stretched their arms out and gripped the necks. This player
knew what he was doing. Frank black’d out for a
second time. Sammy was concerned that Frank might not wake up. He tackled the
player. It appeared that they might be an equal match as they were both very
strong. To his dismay Sammy felt the hands gripping his neck were working. He
black’d out. The umpire who black’d
out at the opening neck game challenged the successful player. By now the
players were lending each other helping hands. A player with an erect cock
shoved it up the arse of the umpire and wrapped his
hands around the neck. The umpire still faced his target and gripped the
neck. The umpires’ cock shot at the same time as he and the player black’d out. By now there were at least six unconscious
bodies lying on the ground. An umpire
addressed the remaining players. “Ready for
the free-for-all? The Neck Game is now no-holes-barred. I want two volunteers
to step forward and fight to the death.” The cocks of
players and umpires rose to the prospect of a free-for-all. The players were
hesitant in volunteering. “Alright.
Let’s ask your cocks. Two biggest cocks take the places.” Two burly players
sheepishly stepped forward. “Good on you.
You will motivate the other players to take part in the free-for-all.” The umpire
walked over to the two burly players, held a cock in each hand. “Yes, siree. Your cocks are telling you to fight. They will
spurt when your opponent falls.” The remaining
players formed a circle again to enclose the fighters. At the same time they
evaluated target prospects. The fact that their pants fell down to their
boots hindered their mobility. Yet this exposed their cocks and balls plus arseholes. Frank woke up in time to see the duo fight to
the death. Looking at hairy chests added to the visual stimulus of cocks in
prime erection. It was a crying shame that one and maybe two cocks would
spurt for the last time. The whole point of playing Neck Games was the rare
opportunity of finishing off the target. It gave cocks a spurting workout not
available elsewhere. The umpires were confident as their eyes scanned the
lineup of cocks and balls. Three players including Luke had a nice set of
bull-sized balls. One of the umpires was a ball fanatic in addition to neck
play. He persuaded the three players to hold somebody else’s balls in their
left hand. Their right hands strayed onto the Adams Apple. They formed a
triangle. The terminal fight beside them prompted them to activate their
right hands. The two burly
players proved themselves outstanding fighters. Now that the terminal outcome
had become a goal they got on with it. Everybody noted the strength in their
arms applied to the necks. Their cocks came to attention—again—as the
pressure increased. Both of them started to lose breath. They dry
regurgitated but nothing came up. All at once they felt a severe headache.
Their cocks did their duty; the spurt splashed over their hairy chests. The
second player throttled his opponent who fell to the ground. It was time
for the three players to move their hands from the bull-sized balls. A
threesome was awkward; they started off by putting a hand on the necks of
players both sides. This felt enjoyable but they were unlikely to terminate
any players. The problem was solved when an additional three players lined up
behind them. It was satisfying for them to throttle from behind. Mike who had
been unconscious for most of the games awoke when the driver tipped a bucket of
water over his head. He resented the umpires who seemed to have all the neck
play fun. He persuaded two other players to join him in attacking the
umpires. The fearsome three attacked the umpires. As a matter of course the
umpires welcomed the challenge. Six cocks stood to attention. Neck Play— it
didn’t proceed according to the textbook. Six necks felt arms grappling.
Mike’s cock was the first to spurt followed by him collapsing unconscious on
the ground. An umpire was next; the player finished him off by breaking the
neck. This was permissible but unexpected. The umpire’s colleague flew into a
rage. Wrong move. A player moved in on him, grasped the umpire’s neck. Guess
what? The umpire’s cock spurted as he lost consciousness and dropped to the
ground. A player experienced a panic attack. He screamed “help!” to no avail.
His buddy took advantage of the panic scene and enjoyed every moment of
throttling him to death. What to do?
Stop? Fight to the Last Man Standing? Frank asked the question. Two players affirmed
that they wanted to continue fighting. However, they wanted a foursome with
the last umpire and Frank. The last umpire agreed so Frank had no choice.
Besides he might score again. They lined up facing one another with the last
umpire on the right side of Frank. The last umpire blew a whistle to start
the fight. Both hands on the necks. This time Frank was in a hurry but his
hands were methodical and did the job. The player plunged unconscious onto
the ground. The last umpire felt his cock spurt before he black’d
out. His opponent was dirty. He choked the umpire dead for good measure. Frank would
have to replace his umpires for any future Neck Games. That was no problem as
long as men wanted their cocks to spurt as they grasped necks. |
