WARNING: The following story is intended for mature adults 21 years of age or older. This story contains descriptions of sexual activity between consenting adult males. If you are offended by sex in general, sex between males, or bondage, exit this article now! It's your CHOICE from this point forward.
Well, I think it looks like a nice evening for long bike ride. You never know, perhaps I'll run into someone...
I really don't care for lycra, but that's what I was wearing that day. Those shiny black bike shorts. I really like the view of a nice butt in black bike shorts, I thought I may as well get mine out there too. Off I went, riding down the back roads. As I rode I was thinking of getting fucked by a stud with a huge long thick cock. I imagined his thrusting as the saddle of my bike pounded my ass to the rhythm of my peddling. Before long my cock was hard and I had to reposition it to be more comfortable in the confines of the tight lycra.
I was so involved in my fantasy, that I was unaware of my surroundings. Suddenly I was fully alert. Startled by the honking of a passing car, I ran off the road onto the soft shoulder and crashed, throwing me off my bike. I got up cursing the car that honked and looking around to see if anybody saw my stupid crash. The car that honked, had gone over the hill, I didn't know if they saw me. Well no broken bones, that's good. I dusted myself off, but the dust stuck to the spot of precum that soaked through my shorts at the end of my still hard cock.
Just as I was checking over my bike, the car that honked at me came back over the hill and turned around. I was ready to let the driver have it for honking when he was right on top of me. The car door flew open and the driver jumped out. "Didn't mean to scare ya", he said. This guy looked like the guy in my fantasy. He was tall, tan, had broad shoulders, nicely defined but not over built muscles, and deep brown eyes, wearing shorts and a T-shirt. As he walked toward me, the passenger door opened and another guy got out. He was just as good looking, a little shorter, tan with green eyes. He was wearing just red running shorts. If I hadn't been shaken up, this guy would have made me pretty hot with his nice bare v-shaped torso and well defined bulge in those running shorts.
The driver introduced himself as Brian and his passenger as Steve. I introduced myself as Tom. As I continued checking my bike, Steve glanced back and fourth between me and Brian. Then said to Brian as he nodded at me , "Looks like he needs a little help". I had completely forgotten about that spot of precum marking the tip of my hard cock. Brian grinned at Steve and said, "Yeah, looks like he needs a hand, and I bet the rim could use a little work too." I was still in a little shock and didn't notice their nods and glances. As Brian opened the trunk of his car, Steve picked up my bike and took it to the car. Things were moving a bit fast but I didn't care, I was just happy to have the help. Brian said, "We'll go back to our place and get you taken care of." Brian got in, Steve opened the passenger door and motioned for me to get in, then he got in next to me. I didn't mind being sandwiched between those two great looking studs.
Brian headed off toward "their" place. Steve was massaging his cock through his running shorts with his right hand. He placed his left hand on my knee, gently going over a light abrasion. "Looks like you'll be a little sore tomorrow.", Steve said. His gentle touch felt good. "I don't think the knee is too bad, but I did land pretty hard on my shoulder and right wrist. ", I said. "Any sharp pain?", he said as he took my hand and felt for broken bones. "No", I said, "Just a dull throb." "How's this?", he said as he reached up and massaged my shoulders with his firm hands. "Feels great!" , I moaned. "You really should exercise that hand to keep it from getting stiff.", he said as he took my hand and slid it under the waist band of his shorts and wrapped my fingers around his cock. I was sort of shocked and didn't know what to do. I could feel this guy's cock getting harder in my hand. Steve went back to massaging my shoulders. It felt sooo good. Then Brian said, "You know you should always exercise both sides of your body equally.", as he pulled the waistband of his shorts down to expose his throbbing hot cock. "Well, go ahead.", Brian said. "Definitely virgin", Steve said as he reached around, grabbed my left hand and shoved it down Brian's shorts. There I was, a big cock in each hand, going who knows where
What was I getting myself into I thought? My big head was thinking I just wanted to get out of here and go home, but the little head was sending a different signal. "Looks as if you like what you feel Tom.", Brian said. I didn't know what to say. Brian and Steve were both using my hands to stroke their own cocks. I was relieved when we finally arrived at their house. Even though I was excited by their good looks and the feel of their cocks, I just didn't want a gay experience.
Brian popped open the trunk and Steve got my bike out. Brian said, "You look like a mess, let's get you cleaned up, while we fix your bike." Brian led me upstairs to the master bathroom, along the way picking up a pair of shorts and shirt. "Here.", he said, handing me the shorts and shirt. "You can take a shower while we work on your bike." What am I doing?, I thought.
I don't need a shower. I should be working on my bike so I can get the hell out of here. But some deeper desire was keeping me there. I wanted to spend more time hanging around those studs, besides, they must want me to hang around too otherwise they would have taken me to my place instead.
I striped down and jumped in the shower. I stroked my cock while I dreamed about sucking their cocks and wondered what it would feel like to be fucked by one of these guys. After shooting a load I finished my shower and got out to dry off. My cloths were gone as well as the cloths that Brian had given me. I wrapped the towel around my waist and came out of the bathroom to find Brian and Steve lying on the bed with their cloths off waiting for me. "Bikes done", said Brian, "So we thought maybe you could stay for a while and play." They looked at each other then looked at me with the same twinkle in their eyes and ear to ear grin.
There I was as confused as ever. On one hand wondering what I was doing there. On the other hand I knew damn well what I was doing there. I had gone along with everything with very little resistance. I could have changed the course of things before they reached this point. Now If I wanted to go home, it looked like I would have to ride my bike home naked. "I don't think so guys.", I said, "I'm not really into this scene. Just give me my cloths and I'll be on my way." Steve said, "looks like you're not sure what you want.", nodding at the towel around my waist. I looked down to see my cock holding the towel out. Steve got up, came over, removed the towel around the waist and pulled me toward the bed. Brian got out of bed as well and the next thing I knew, I was lying on my stomach in the middle of the bed. Steve was massaging my neck shoulders and back. Brian was working my legs and butt. I felt Brian shoot something up my ass. I jumped. "A little something to help later.", Brian said. Then they rolled me onto my back and continued the massaging. It felt so good. I was so relaxed. I just closed my eyes and enjoyed the feel of their fingers exploring every inch of my body.
Brian pulled me by the legs until my ass was just hanging over the edge of the bed and then faced me putting my legs up on his shoulders. Steve straddled my head with his cock hanging in my face, and his head just over my cock. Steve slowly lowered his cock into my face and pressed the head against my lips, rubbing his precum around my lips. "What's the matter, Tom ?", Steve said. Just as I opened my mouth to reply, Steve thrust his cock into my mouth. I was going to say that I didn't want to suck his dick, but as long as it was in my mouth, I may as well give it a try. As I worked Steve's cock, Steve began working mine as well. Two new experiences for me.
Soon I felt Brian's cock pressing against my ass. These guys really knew what they were doing. They communicated by glances, nods, and eye contact. They had me so relaxed, I barely noticed Brian's invasion of my ass. Three new experiences all at once. I had never felt so wonderfully out of control
Brian started a slow pumping and worked up to speed in no time at all. Smack smack smack smack smack went the sound of skin against skin as Brian continued banging away. I could feel his cock hitting my prostate with every thrust. I was going into sensory overload. I found myself thrusting up to Steve's mouth, and Steve was thrusting into mine. I came first shooting my load into Steve's mouth. Then Steve shot his load down my throat. In the position I was in it was either swallow or drown. Finally I felt Brian shoot his hot cum up my ass. I was wiped out, and I hadn't even done anything. Brian and Steve still looked hot and horny. As I lay there on the bed, they began exchanging more glances nods and grins.
I got up and said, "That was great guys! I never thought it would be better than fantasy. Where's my cloths?" Steve gave Brian one of those glances as he headed for the closet. "I think we can give him something to wear now.", he said, as opened the closet. Steve brought out a large box of leather stuff. "That isn't exactly what I had in mind.", I said. Brian dumped the box onto the floor and tossed several items at my feet. "I'm not kidding guys.", I said. "You're not very good at lying.", Steve said nodding at my cock which was beginning to stiffen again. "Just put some of this stuff on and see how it looks.", Brian said. "It's real easy to put on and take off, not like handcuffs which lock.", he said as he demonstrated a heavy leather wrist cuff. Brian handed me the wrist cuff. While I was preoccupied with trying to figure it out, Brian and Steve had me in a harness as well as ankle and wrist cuffs. I didn't notice Steve behind me attaching heavy leather straps across the head, middle, and foot end of the bed as Brian attached the last wrist cuff. I walked over to the mirror. The tight leather looked silly but felt pretty good. "Okay, I tried it, now I want to go home.", I said. "Just one more thing.", Brian said as he pulled a full leather hood out of the box. He brought it over, slipped it on my head and laced it in the back. "Now take a look.", he said. I looked in the mirror and didn't even recognize myself. "Bedtime, lights out", Steve said as he slapped Velcro patches over the eye holes on the hood. In an instant they had me thrown into bed and strapped down. "Make yourself at home.", Brian said with a chuckle, "We'll be back later. Try not to stray too far."
At first I didn't know if I should be scared or excited. I shouted, "Let me up. I want to go home. The full hood muffled the sound. Got to think, how am I going to get out of here. Those cuffs looked pretty heavy, but they were probably some cheap toys that I could break with little effort. No problem. I pulled and twisted the bonds around my wrist and ankles. These things were tough, and I couldn't get any leverage because the harness was also securely fastened down at my waist. After only a minute of struggle, I had feelings of helplessness and panic. After about 5 minutes that seemed like hours, the panic changed to acceptance. Tired from the struggle and stress, I fell asleep.
I awoke to the feel of a hand on my cock. It felt like Steve's gentle stroking. He applied some cold wet lubricant down the shaft of my cock and continued stroking. I could feel my cock getting stiff to his touch. As Brian removed the hood covering my head, he said, "Wake up! Time for Breakfast!". At the same time, Steve got up on the bed and straddled my cock. He slowly lowered his lubed up hole over my cock. His ass opened up, inviting my cock in, then clamped down once I was inside. Steve began to slowly ride up and down on my cock while Brian got up on the bed and dangled his cock in my face. "Here's the first course", he said, as he pressed his cock against my lips. I opened my mouth and took in his huge thick member. My tongue explored his velvety head and meaty shaft. By this time Steve was bouncing up and down on my cock like a wild man. At the same time, I found myself straining against the harness as I tried to thrust up to meet Steve's every downward thrust. The strain in my muscles pulling against the wrist and ankle cuffs heightened the anticipation of my orgasm. I continued mouthing Brian's cock, my tongue lashing wildly around his swollen head. Brian was working Steve's cock with his mouth. Steve was simultaneously thrusting his cock into Brian's mouth as he bounced on my cock. The room was filled with sounds of pleasure. I could taste breakfast on the way. Brian shot his hot slippery breakfast cream down my throat. I continued sucking, wanting more. Suddenly my whole body spasmed and I jerked against my bonds as I shot my wad up Steve's ass. At the same time Steve was shooting into Brian's mouth.
Brian and Steve released me from the bed and helped me get out of the harness and cuffs. "How about a shower?", Steve said, as he and Brian headed off to the bathroom. Brian turned around and said, "Well ... are ya coming?" By the time I reached the bathroom, I was hard again. "I guess I don't have to ask if you are enjoying your visit.", Steve said, looking at my happiness indicator. We took turns lathering each other up. It felt good feeling someone else's body. It was a new feeling for me to be playing with someone else's cock in the shower and have someone playing with mine. After we all shot one more load, we finished showering, got dressed, and went down for breakfast. Brian was the cook. I offered to help, but Steve said, "He always cooks breakfast and likes to do it by himself. Just sit down and relax." We sat on stools at the counter and chatted with Brian. Steve wasn't wearing any underwear, and his cock was hanging out of his skimpy shorts. As we talked, my eyes wandered toward his nice looking cock.
Steve stood up and looked into my eyes with a big grin on his face. I think I was beginning to understand how He and Brian communicated. I stood up in front of Steve and pulled his shorts down to his ankles. Steve sat back down, stepping out of his shorts. I kneeled in front of Steve and grasp his cock with both hands. In no time Steve was hard as a rock. Steve moaned as I stroked his cock. I licked his cock, wetting it down with my saliva. Then I went back to stroking. I would change rhythm or stop just as Steve was about to cum. I alternated between licking, mouthing and stroking. Steve said, "How about seeing how much you can take?" Steve held my head and gradually pushed me down on his shaft. When I started to gag, he backed off, then started again. "Try to swallow it.", Steve said. When I thought I was going to gag, I just swallowed. Soon Steve had his meat buried deep in my throat. I could feel him tense up just before shooting more breakfast cream down the back of my throat. After I licked his cock clean, Steve put his shorts back on. Brian had gotten hot just watching us.
His cock was straining against the fabric of his shorts. I knew what Brian had planned for desert.
We sat down at the table for breakfast. Steve sat next to me. His smooth, tanned, firm body looked so hot in those scant, loose, black satin shorts. Brian sat across from me. His sleeveless T-shirt showed off his well defined biceps. I could see through the table that Brian was still hard from watching me suck off Steve. His cock was still holding his volleyball shorts up like a circus tent. I wondered how I was going to make it through breakfast with all this manhood protruding beneath the glass topped table. Brian was eating with one hand and adjusting his tent pole with the other. Steve pulled his cock out of the leg hole of his shorts and was running his index finger round and round the head. The conversation was just normal guy stuff, talk about current events, sports, and some stock market stuff. I don't know how they could be thinking about one thing and talking about another.
Steve noticed me staring at his cock. "Want my toast?", he said. He knew I wasn't even remotely interested in his toast. "Don't be bashful, Tom. We believe in sharing.", he said, as he took my hand and placed it on his crotch. He held my hand in place until I relaxed a bit. I just wasn't used to the idea of grabbing a guys cock, especially not under the breakfast table. My fingers slowly explored his package through the soft smooth shorts. As I wrapped my hand around his spongy member I could feel it lengthen and thicken. In no time at all Steve was hard as a rock. Steve's eyes rolled up back into his head and his breathing quickened as I massaged and stroked his breakfast sausage. That smooth soft silk felt so good to my hand, I wondered how it must feel gently brushing against his cock. Suddenly Steve came paroxysmally, shooting his load right through the material of his shorts.
Breakfast was over .... or was it? I offered to help clear the table and do dishes, but Brian said, "Relax, Steve will take care of it. We've got It all worked out." From what I had seen so for I would say they had the routine down pretty well. Brian stood up holding a jar of strawberry jam out to me. "Strawberry or raspberry?", he said. Puzzled, I replied, "Strawberry, at least that's what the label says." "I mean which do you prefer?, he said holding up both jars. "Raspberry", I replied, still puzzled. Just then Brian dropped his shorts and dabbed a bit of raspberry jam on the end of his cock. He worked it around the head and down the length of his shaft with the care of an artist sculpting a masterpiece. He stood next to me, positioning his pelvis to offer me a taste of his raspberry cream stick. I got down on my knees, wrapped my arms tightly around his legs and licked every inch of his cock until I got every bit of jam. Then Brian held my head, working his cock past my lips and into my awaiting mouth. As I tongued his cock he began a rhythmic thrusting motion, ramming his cock deeper with each thrust. Brian's technique was rough yet gentle. He knew just how to bury his cock in my throat without making me gag. In the last five forceful thrusts, Brian unloaded his cream stick down my throat. As Brian relaxed, I continued feverishly sucking his cock. He began to quiver and shot one last load down my throat.
Steve was finishing up in the kitchen, and Brian disappeared off somewhere. I was gathering up my stuff so I could get going when I heard noises from the other room. It sounded like a whole group of guys having sex. I walked over to the doorway and looked in to see Brian sitting on the floor watching a video and beating his meat in rhythm to the tacky music. On the screen a couple of guys were into some hot and heavy action. I was rubbing my crotch as I watched Brian get off to the video. Suddenly I felt Steve's hands on my shoulders giving them a firm squeeze. I could feel his hot breath on my neck as he pressed his body against mine. Then he wrapped his arms tightly around me, and ground his pelvis into my butt in sort of a mock humping motion like a dog does to your leg. He reached down cupping my crotch with both hands. "I see you're still a little horny.", Steve whispered in my ear , as he gave my hard cock a squeeze. "Doesn't look like you are ready to go home yet.", he said as he reached inside my shorts to get a better grip on my cock. "What do you like, Tom?", said Brian as he continued pumping. "The raspberry was pretty good.", I replied. "No", Brian responded, pausing a moment to shove a box of tapes my way. "I meant what kind of videos are you into?" "Just about anything. How about something with a little excitement.", I replied. Steve Picked out a tape and tossed it to Brian.
As Brian popped the tape in, Steve nudged me into the room making as much body contact as possible along the way. "How about a little test?", he said as he pulled a couple of boxes of stuff out of the closet. "We want to see what makes you hard and keeps you hard." "You can watch the video, but you aren't allowed to touch yourself." "That means you won't be allowed to J/O or otherwise physically stimulate yourself." Sounds a little dull, I thought, but so far these guys have been anything but dull. "Okay", I said, "Doesn't sound like a big deal." "Great!", Steve said, as he pulled a straight jacket out of one of the boxes, "And this will keep you from cheating."
I knew it was pretty stupid to let a couple of strangers put me in a straight jacket, but I thought if they were going to harm me they would have done it sooner. I held out my arms and Steve slipped the straight jacket on
While Steve tightened the straps and buckles, Brian yanked down my shorts
My meter stick was semi rigid at this point, wondering just what these horny dudes really had in mind. Brian gave me a little push backwards, knocking me off balance. It wasn't until that moment that I fully realized how helpless I now was without the use of my arms. I fell backward and landed on the couch. "Take a load off and enjoy the show.", Brian said, as he started the video. The video was pretty good. Two of the most gorgeous hunks were going at in ways I never imagined. The real show however, was in front of me on the floor. --ATTENTION--ATTENTION--ATTENTION--ATTENTION Your e-mail reply to this message WILL be automatically ANONYMIZED. Please, report inappropriate use to abuse@anon.penet.fi For information (incl. non-anon reply) write to help@anon.penet.fi If you have any problems, address them to admin@anon.penet.fi