"Wanna play," came the voice at the other end of the telephone line.
"Yeah," Jonathan whispered, not wanting his parents to hear. It was a how a humid Indiana summer day and these two sixteen-year-old boys had been playing tie up and torture games ever since puberty. their families farms had adjacent fences at the back 40 acres and that's where the boys always met and 'played.'
Jonathan stripped naked and donned an animal skin loin cloth with a small butt flap. He looked stunning, the boy's slender waist not having caught up yet with his broad shoulders. It gave him those teenage six-pac abs without the exercise. Jonathan dashed out the back of the farmhouse and jumped up on his horse without a saddle. However, there was plenty of rope. The boy galloped for ten minutes to the back of the farm where he found Nathan waiting dressed just as he was, also on a horse without a saddle and with plenty of rope.
The boys gazed at each other lovingly and Jonathan remembered it was his turn to be tied up and tortured this time, so he got off his horse and wrapped the reins around a tree. Nathan met him halfway, tied his wrists together, and kissed him on the lips. Then Nathan lifted Jonathan up onto his horse and tied his ankles together. This was Jonathan's favorite part--laying on his stomach across Nathan's horse--as Nathan took him to be tortured.
As the boys rode along back to Nathan's farm, Nathan would occasionally slap Jonathan's bare back or bare legs with the horse reins. Jonathan would always wince and whimper and if his flinches and moans weren't strong enough, Nathan would slap him again harder and harder until he was satisfied.
Once back on Nathan's farm, Nathan pulled Jonathan down and laid him on the ground. By now Jonathan's erection was rock hard and oozing with precum! Nathan untied him and stretched out his arms and legs in all directions, tying his wrists and ankles to distant trees. Now Jonathan lay on his back, his body like a big "X," as Nathan kissed his heaving hairless chest, taking time to suck each of his protruding nipples.
Mounting Jonathan across his pelvis, Nathan picked up one of his horses reins and lightly slapped Jonathan's bare chest ... again ... and again, each slap a little harder than the previous one, until Jonathan was finally jerking his entire body and whimpering loudly as each stinging lash slapped across his now burning pink chest. The boys got into such a rhythm that they actually came at about the same time. Afterwards, Nathan simply lay on top of Jonathan's quivering body and hugged and kissed him, receiving many kisses in return as Jonathan pulled and tugged on the ropes.