This is an adult story intended for adults. This is fiction. If something sounds familiar, then your life is better than mine. Please e-mail me if you have any suggestions or comments. The usual disclaimers: If you don't like man-to-man sex, what are you doing here? Always practice safe sex. And you know why
Cast of Characters Pete: Main narrator. 34, 6'2", 195, blond hair,blue eyes, 9" uncut cock. English professor Ben: 25, 6'0", 185, black hair, blue eyes, 8" uncut cock. State patrolman. Will: 27, 6'4", 200, auburn hair, green eyes, 11" uncut cock. Ben's lover. State patrolman Bobby: 22, 6.3, 165, red hair, hazel eyes, 8" cut cock. State patrolman
Part 11
Over dinner, we explained the evening's scenario to Bobby.
"Okay, Bobby," Ben said, "You and Pete are going to be burglars. You are going to break into the house, go into the bedroom, and start to rummage through our drawers. Will and I will catch you at that point, and punish the two of you for trying to rob us."
"God, that sounds hot!" Bobby said. "But what do you mean, punish?"
"Well, that depends," Ben said. "I know that Pete likes to play a bit rough, we found that out yesterday, but we've never been rough with you. Have you ever been spanked?"
"Daddy used to spank my bare butt when I was younger," Bobby said. "He stopped when I was thirteen. The last time he spanked me, I got a hard on, and he hasn't spanked me since."
"So I take it you enjoyed it?" Ben asked.
"Yeah, I think so," Bobby replied. "It was weird though. The thought of my daddy's hand spanking my bare butt was hot!"
"Also," Ben continued, "We may bring in some toys." With that, he left the room, and returned a few minutes with some objects in his hand. The first one he picked up was a pair of clamps attached by a chain.
"These are tit clamps," Ben said. "Have you ever worn one?"
"No," Bobby said.
"You want to try them on, to see if you like them?"
"Sure," Bobby said, pulling off his black t-shirt. Ben walked over and, after tweaking Bobby's nipples to get them hard., attached the first clamp on Bobby's left nipple. Bobby yelled, "Damn, that hurts!"
"Of course, it hurts," Ben said as he attached the other clamp to Bobby's right nipple. "It's supposed to. But doesn't it also feel good?"
"I guess so," Bobby said. "It sure is making my dick hard."
Ben laughed, and pulled out another set of tit clamps; this one with a third clamp attached to a long chain. "This one's for Pete."
Bobby asked, "Where's the third one go?"
"I'll attach it to Pete's foreskin." Ben replied.
"God that's hot," Bobby said.
"If anything gets to be too much, just say "Cut" and we'll stop. I can always edit around it."
"Okay," Bobby said. I just nodded.
Just after dark, we got started. Ben had turned on only the camera to the bedroom. Bobby and I, dressed all in black, snuck into the room, and flashlights in hand, started searching the room. When we started rummaging through the drawers, Will and Ben came in and turned on the lights. As we turned around we saw them, in full uniform, with pistols drawn.
"Hold it!" Ben cried. We stopped and stood there.
"Put your hands over your head," he ordered. As we complied, he and Will walked over and started rubbing our bodies with their free hand, frisking us. When Ben reached my crotch, he grabbed it hard. I yelled, and he said, "Yeah. Just wait. You haven't even started yelling yet."
"Thought you were going to rob us, didn't you?" Ben said. "Two cops, and you thought you could steal our stuff. How dumb was that? Well, we'll show you what happens when you fuck with us! Now, both of you, strip!" We complied, and shortly Bobby and I were naked. I was doing my best to keep from getting hard. Looking at Bobby, I could see that he had already lost the battle. Will noticed too, and walking up to Bobby, slapped his hard dick.
"Oww! Bobby cried. "That hurt"
"You just think that hurts," Will said. "I'll show you what hurt is." With that, he grabbed Bobby by the waist and, sitting on the edge of the bed, pulled Bobby onto his lap, face down, with that creamy white butt sticking up in the air.
"Oh, yeah, I'll show you hurt," Will repeated and brought his big hand down on Bobby's ass. Bobby yelped, and Ben grabbed me and pulled me onto his own lap.
"Now, you get yours," he said, and started spanking my bare butt with his free hand (the other hand still held the gun).
The crack of his hand slapping my ass drove me crazy, and the pain made it even hotter. Looking over, I could see tears streaming from Bobby's eyes, but I could also see the head of his stiff cock sticking between Will's legs, leaking a steady stream of pre-cum as Will slapped his ass, over and over again.
As the spanking continued, I could see Bobby's white ass turning a bright red, and I knew my was red as well. I could feel my dick leaking pre-cum all over Ben's pants. Eventually, Ben stopped and pushed me off his lap. I fell on the floor and he stood up.
"Stand up, you fucking thief," he said. I stood up, my hard 9" leading the way. He saw my dick and said, "You loved it, didn't you, you faggot?" With that, he slapped my dick, hard. I winced.
"Yeah, you get off on getting spanked, don't you?" I remained silent, and he slapped my face. "Answer me, fuck-wad!"
"Yes sir," I said.
"Yes sir what?" he asked.
"I like you spanking my butt!" I cried. He punched me in the gut and I doubled over.
"I know you do, you pansy," he said. "Stand back up!" When I did, he slapped my dick again. "I bet you're a fucking cock-sucker, aren't you?"
"No, sir, I'm not."
He slapped my dick a third time, harder, and I bent down. He slapped my face and said, "I bet you are. Get down on your knees!"
As I dropped to my knees, I heard Bobby say, "Please, sir. Don't make me suck your dick!" I looked over to see Will slapping his 11" against Bobby's face. Bobby might be protesting, but I could tell from the look in his eyes he couldn't wait to swallow that huge dick.
All of the sudden, I felt a sharp slap against my face. Ben had dropped his pants and slapped my face with his hard dick. "Suck my dick, you fucking thief!" he ordered
I heard Will moan, and I knew that Bobby had taken that dick down his throat.
I opened my mouth, and hesitantly licked the tip of Ben's foreskin. He slapped my face. "I said suck me, not lick me!" With that, he slammed all 8" down my throat. I gagged, but he didn't stop. He started violently fucking my face, slamming into it again and again. I could feel his balls slapping against my chin, and from the sounds beside me, I knew Will was doing the same to Bobby.
Ben started groaning, "Yeah! Suck my cock, you fucking thief! Suck me!" Over and over again, he slammed that dick down my throat. I could feel my dick leaking pre-cum. I reached down to play with it.
Ben slapped my face. "I didn't say you could touch your dick." I removed my hand and he started fucking my face again, grabbing the back of my head so he could ram even harder. I could feel the head of his dick getting bigger and bigger, and I knew he was getting close. Moments later, Ben cried, "Oh yeah! I'm gonna come! And pulled his dick of my mouth. "Open your mouth," he ordered. I did, and Ben started shooting squirt after squirt of hot come into my open mouth, groaning the whole time. After the sixth shot, he shoved his dick back in my mouth, giving me the last few drops.
"Okay, now you can play with your dick," he said. I grabbed my dick, and it only took a few strokes to bring me off. I came violently, shooting all over the hardwood floor. Ben kept his dick in my mouth the entire time.
Finally, he removed his dick from my mouth, and bending down, he scooped up my come with his hand and held it to my lips. "Here, eat your come, you come-hungry cock-sucker." I licked my come off of his palm and fingers. Meanwhile, Will and Bobby were both coming, Will into Bobby's mouth and Bobby on the floor. I looked over and realized that Bobby hadn't even stroked his dick. The horny fucker had come hands-free!
After they had finished, Will grabbed Bobby and threw him onto the waterbed. Reaching down for his pants, Will grabbed a pair of handcuffs and said, "Put your hands over your head." As Bobby complied, Will grabbed his hands, and handcuffed them to the headboard of the bed.
"Get up there beside your thief buddy," Ben ordered. I did, and Ben then proceeded to do the same to me. As Ben stared down at our naked, bound bodies, he got an evil grin on his face. "The fun's just begun, you fucking thieves."
End of Part 11