POPS: The Guru

 

Justin and Pablo walked onto the lanai wearing only swim trunks, as instructed in their invitation letter. Justin was wearing baggy blue shorts and Pablo red, both of them unsure what the Guru had in store for them. The Guru, an enigmatic young man with a mop of black hair, was sitting with his legs crossed on a stool with his eyes shut and face blank as if in deep meditation.

The two friends eyed each other quizzically and Justin was about to speak before being interrupted by the booming yet calm voice of the Guru.

"Welcome, welcome! Please, come closer."

Pablo had read about the Guru's supposed abilities to help men find their inner balance and had convinced his buddy Justin to join him in one of the Guru's private sessions at his sprawling Honolulu estate. They had changed in the marble tiled sauna and been greeted by a stately doorman, the house was in a well-heeled area and the Guru was a well-respected celebrity in his field, so neither felt particularly endangered; just intrigued.

"So, you two have come to learn the deep wisdom,"

Without opening his eyes or gesturing, the Guru seemed to command the space. The mansion, the lush wild forest behind him and everything else seemed to melt away.

"Please, come hither,"

The Guru's hands barely moved but Pablo and Justin immediately knew what he wanted. The two approached the sitting Guru and stood in front of him silently. Justin, still unsure about the veracity of a man he openly called a new-age quack, rolled his eyes and even though the Guru was still deep in meditation he seemed to sense the presence of a nonbeliever.

"Stand on either side of me, on the markings,"

The two shrugged and stood on either side of the Guru facing forward with their arms at their side. Pablo was instantly taken by the Guru's aura but Justin was not convinced.

"Justin, I feel like you are not quite ready for the journey," the Guru spoke calmly.

Justin was taken aback that the man was able to pick up on his vibes of doubt without having ever laid eyes on him. Perhaps there was something to this Guru after all...

"I want you both to breath, relax. Close your eyes."

Justin looked at Pablo and shrugged as the two closed their eyes and awaited further instruction that never came. Instead, the Guru began to chant in a strange tongue that seemed to put both of them at ease even though they had no idea what - if anything - was being said.

Pablo clasped his hands together like he was praying and Justin followed suit and soon all three men were deep in mediation. The Guru slowly outstretched his hands and Pablo gasped when he felt the Guru's surprisingly strong hand resting against his crotch.  Justin couldn't help but get aroused as the handsome Guru cupped his free-balling sack through his thin shorts but didn't dare open his eyes to break his mediation.

The Guru sighed as he held both sets of nuts as if he was holding sacred artifacts, continuing his almost mystic chanting that made both of his students drift into a sense of zen and the three stayed in mystic equilibrium for nearly twenty minutes.  Pablo and Justin were both daydreaming about totally different things, entirely at ease, and the fact that they were in an ostensibly sexual position without any of kind of expectation ironically made them more relaxed. It was as if the Guru was channeling the sexual tension and turning it into calming energy with his passive chants. It was intense.

"Now, I'm going to do the kabritrik donce,"

Still maintaining his calm demeanor the Guru's grip suddenly tightened around the four nuts in his grip. Pablo hardly noticed but Justin - whose nuts were much more sensitive - winced slightly but maintained his pose.

"There's nothing to be afraid of,"

The Guru's grip tightened more. Pablo winced and Justin held back a gasp as the Guru's fists became vices, crushing their nuts through the fabric.

"Meditation will rehabilitate your minds and eventually your bodies,"

The Guru's biceps bulged as he clamped down even harder on the trapped orbs.  

"Oh!" Justin gasped.

The sensation was just at the border of painful but the Guru's calming presence made him endure it without contestation.  The Guru continued to chant and his grip became tighter and tighter before mixing in a rolling action. It was as if the handsome soothsayer was rolling two pairs of very large dice.  Pablo had only taken a mental snapshot of the Guru before the mediation began, and though he was young and fit, Pablo was shocked at how strong the Guru's grip was.

The Guru sighed as his grip tightened even further. Justin and Pablo felt their testicles crushing into each other. The threshold between pain and pleasure was gradually breached and soon both of them were squirming as they struggled to maintain their poses.

"You'll be alright, I promised..."

The Guru mustered all of his strength and violently crushed the pair's nuts in his hands. Pablo and Justin both bit their tongues as they tried to reconcile the growing pain from their boys with the ironically calming presence of the Guru.

"Just concentrate, and trust your instincts..."

Pablo and Justin struggled not to cry out as the Guru's strong fingers dug into their tender sacks. Deep red finger-shaped welts were forming all over their scrotums and the pain was a bizarre juxtaposition to their otherwise zen state of mind. The dichotomy actually took them further into their mediation.  Justin and Pablo were both, despite the pain, rock hard and tenting their shorts. Something about being totally vulnerable yet choosing to stay in control of their own reaction was erotic yet calming.

"Just concentrate..."

The Guru's lips curled into a wicked smile and the muscles in his arms bulged. He twisted, pulled and squeezed both sacks with all of his might until Pablo screamed out.

"Oh fuck!"

The hot twenty-something resisted the urge to buckle to his knees as rope after rope of hot cum splattered the inside of his shorts. Just hearing his friend orgasm was enough for Justin and his closed eyes rolled into his head as he busted his nut. Experiencing an orgasm in the mist of such pain whilst mindfully maintaining their meditation poses was a wave of emotion neither had ever experienced. The Guru noticed that neither man had broken their poses, clearly eager to see what was next.

"Good. You're both ready for the next emanation,"

The Guru released their trapped nuts and stood. Pablo and Justin opened their eyes as the Guru held out his cum-slicked hands to them. Without thinking and still in post orgasmic bliss, they took the Guru's hands as he lead them into the house.

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This story is dedicated to Alex whose blog, ballbustingboys.blogspot.com, is hands down one of the best M/M ballbusting story sites with an archive spanning more than a decade.