The Blindfolded Boy
Gary walked into the dimly lit room to find the boy waiting. As his eyes adjusted, he saw the boy?s lithe, naked body take shape before him, softly illuminated by the glow of lamp. The boy was around twenty-one, his body possessing all the firmness and softness that youth is blessed with. He was kneeling on his bed towards the far side of the room, facing the door through which Gary had entered. His smooth, milky skin seemed to radiate against the shadowy background of the boy?s room, revealing the graceful curves of his muscles. His form was athletic; his pink nipples stood erect from his gently swollen pectorals, his biceps bulged slightly as he held his arms behind his back, and his waist drew in pointedly to his firm core. Gary thought he looked like a disciple of Apollo. The boy?s face was no less striking; his cheekbones were high and defined, his jaw strong yet boyish, and his wavy chestnut locks hung carelessly down to the black blindfold that covered his eyes. His lips were parted as he breathed deeply in and out, his whole body expanding and contracting as he did so, bringing life to this marble statue.
Gary grabbed the boy under the armpits and pulled him off the bed and onto his feet. The boy?s gentle gasp at his touch thrilled him a little, and he kept his hands on the boy?s body as they stood in the middle of the room together. He ran his fingers down the side of the boy?s chest, feeling the relaxed lateral muscles and the movements of the rib cage beneath as the boy breathed. He felt down to the boy?s waist, and then down to trace the V of his obliques until his hands met at the dark tuft of hair. His ran his hands up over the boy?s abs, feeling the soft skin over firm ridges of muscle, and laid his hands over the boy?s chest. He squeezed the boy?s pecs, at first gently, then more firmly, gauging the reaction from the intake of breath and the expression of his mouth. The boy was trying to be silent, but Gary was going to make the boy moan with pleasure. He let his hands run still further up, and placed his left hand on the boy?s neck, his right on the boy?s face. He wanted to kiss the boy?s lips, but he knew to wait. Gary moved closer until the boy?s naked body was pressed against him. As his own crotch met the boy?s, he became suddenly aware of his cock straining against the confines of his jeans. He had been so entranced by the boy?s beauty that he had not even noticed how hard he had become. He took a step back, clapped one hand on each of the boy?s shoulders, and turned him around.
With the boy?s back to him, he began to undress. Lifting off his white t-shirt first, he revealed the strong, hairy torso that the boy would never see. Gary took some pleasure in running his hands over his own chest and stomach as he stared the boy, teasing himself and, to some extent, admiring himself. He was forty-one, and proud of the excellent shape in which he kept himself. His abs had long since been covered by a healthy layer of fat, but he had kept his muscularity and his silhouette was strong and triangular. He kept his beard ? just starting to be salted in appearance ? neatly trimmed, but the hair over his chest and stomach grew wild and thick. He stroked his bulge through his jeans.
The boy stood still, waiting. His arms were down by his sides; his head made no attempt to turn towards the man who had come in to make use of him but stayed pointed straight ahead. His back had been beautifully shaped by years of rowing, and his buttocks were pert and full. The soft light on them emphasised their roundness, and Gary?s cock throbbed as he stared at them. The boy?s long legs belied how strong and thick his thighs were. Gary was going to feel every part of the boy, caress every muscle, lick every inch of his skin. He unbuttoned his jeans and pulled them down. He knew the boy had heard the rustling of the denim by the ripple of reaction that passed over his alabaster body. He knew that the boy was wondering about Gary?s cock, visualising it, imagining the weight of it in his hand, the fullness of it inside of him. Gary would make the boy wait. He slipped off the jeans and stood there in his underwear for a moment, enjoying the sight, enjoying the power. He would decide what would happen next.
He took a step forward and let his boxer briefs come into gentle contact with the boy?s buttocks. Already Gary could feel that they were firm and strong; he imagined how they would feel squeezed in his hands. He wouldn?t have to imagine for long. Gary noticed the boy, ever so subtly, pressing back into crotch. A smile spread over Gary?s face; they both knew that the boy was there to take what he was given, but he couldn?t resist getting more of a sensation of the thick, hard erection that Gary had bulging in his boxer briefs. Gary let the boy get away with this, amused and aroused by the boy?s evident desire for his dick. He was impressed with the boy?s discipline; he had only made the slightest shifting of balance backwards, the gentlest of increases of pressure against the dick that he longed for so much. Gary placed his hands on either side of the boy?s pelvis, and pulled him closer against him so that his dick pressed firmly against the boy?s backside. Slowly he made a gentle movement on the hips to rub cock against the boy, and moved his hands to the boy?s chest and stomach to hold him from behind. Gary kissed the boy?s neck, and the boy tried and failed to contain a moan of surprise and pleasure.
?Good,? Gary?s deep voice whispered in the boy?s ear, ?let it out.? Gary kissed higher, until he met the boy?s jaw, and higher still, letting his wet tongue plunge into the boy?s ear. The boy gasped and let out another moan and Gary felt that it was time; he grabbed the boy?s face with his right hand, turned it towards him, and kissed the boy deeply on the mouth. Lock in this kissed, he pressed his cock hard against the boy?s arse, and with his left hand he touched the boy?s penis for the very first time. He felt the boy?s excitement like a shockwave through his body as his closed his large hand on the boy?s rock-hard cock. Gary broke the kiss and, as he took a deep breath that inhaled the fragrance of the boy?s gentle sweat, his gazed down at the boy?s cock. It was as beautiful as the rest of him; in his state of excitement it stood out almost perfectly horizontally from his body and straight as an arrow. Gary figured it was about six inches long, with girth that felt pleasurable in his hand. On another kind of meeting he might have loved to feel the boy?s cock inside him, but tonight he knew that that would not happen. He was here to make the boy service his cock. He was here to fuck the boy.
Gary abruptly let go of the boy completely and slipped his underwear off. He noticed with some pleasure the wet patch of pre-cum that had formed where the head of his throbbing cock had once been, and he raised the underwear up and held it against the boy?s face.
?Smell them,? Gary instructed. The boy inhaled deeply, quavering slightly. Gary?s precum was right over the boy?s mouth, and Gary noticed the boy surreptitiously extending his tongue for a taste.
?You want my precum don?t you?? Gary said, with an air of satisfaction. He tossed the underwear away and turned his attention to his hard cock, now finally swinging free of all clothing. He stood there for a moment, looking down, enjoying this scene filled with so much promise. His cock stood away from his body; eight inches in its full glory and six inches around, he was irrationally proud of what he considered a glorious manhood. The head was wet with precum still, and hung there suspended in the air just centimetres away from the boy?s bare arse cheeks. A playful instinct compelled him to twitch his hips, swinging his big cock side to side. The boy?s round cheeks were just there, waiting for him. Every part of the boy was his for the taking. Gary placed a hand on his cock and gave it a gentle squeeze, causing his precum to well up and out of the tip of his cock. With his head and oozing droplets of precum, he moved forward and ran his cock from the top of the boy?s crack to his tight hole. He teased it a little, running his cock in circles round the rim, and then pressed close to the boy again, holding him in his arms and letting his bare cock rub up and down over the boy?s hole. He kissed the boy again, deeply and passionately as the sensation in his cock brought his lust to its boiling point. He was ready to stop teasing: the boy was going to take his cock.
Gary pulled his lips away from the boy?s and pushed him roughly onto the bed. Almost immediately he was on top of him, his left hand gently but firmly keeping the boy?s head pressed down against the bed, his right moving from the boy?s neck down to his lower back. When he was confident that the boy would stay down, he took his left hand away from the boy?s head looked down at the boy?s body, his pert buttocks so inviting, and he spread those cheeks to expose the boy?s hole to his view. Keeping the boy spread open, his slipped his right thumb over to gently touch his hole, pressing it, feeling how tight it was. Seeing his own huge cock throbbing just inches away, Gary knew the boy would need relaxing before he could take his pleasure; this was just the way Gary liked it. He took great delight in the boy?s cry of pleasure when he suddenly lowered his face, hands still spreading the boy?s buttocks, to lick the boy out. First gently, then with increasing fervour and intensity, Gary licked and probed the boy?s arsehole, squeezed and slapped his butt cheeks, and with his own deep, rumbling moans of pleasure let the boy know how much he was desired. When he finally pulled his face away the boy was glistening with his saliva, and Gary proceed to wet his thumb and press it gently against the boy?s hole. He smiled as the boy?s hole relaxed and accepted him, and Gary?s thumb disappeared inside the boy. Looking over to the nightstand he saw the items the boy had left out for him to use: lubricants, condoms, and sex toys. Taking some lube, he spent some time working the boy?s hole with his fingers, stroking the boy?s prostate and encouraging him to loosen, until he felt that the boy was ready for something bigger. He selected a medium sized butt plug ? big enough to represent an average sized cock ? that would make an excellent warm up for his own, thicker, meat. When it was thoroughly slicked with lube, Gary started to press the narrow tip against the boy?s anus. It slipped in easily at first, but Gary was forced to slow down as it met resistance. With a gentle pressure and some deep breaths, the boy opened and took the whole plug inside himself. Gary took his time working the plug back and forth, removing and reinserting, to get the muscles of the boy?s sphincter nicely warmed up. He then slid the plug in the boy one last time, and to the boy?s surprise, he stood up next to the bed.
?Sit up,? Gary commanded in a low voice. The boy did as he was told, sitting on the bed with the plug inside him, pressing against his prostate. Gary looked down and appreciated the boy?s beautiful physique from above, the boy?s face turned up to him unseeingly, and the boy?s hard cock now wet with precum. Gary grabbed the boy?s hair with his left hand, turned the boy?s face slightly, and slapped his cock against the side of the boy?s face.
?You?re going to suck this first,? he said, rubbing his cock over the boy?s cheek and lips, ?Open up.? The boy obeyed. Gary slipped his cock into the boy?s mouth, and with his hand still on the boy?s head he pulled the boy in towards him. The feeling of the boy?s warm, wet mouth on his cock came as a relief to his longing while still fuelling his lust ever further; the boy took his cock eagerly, gratefully, and best of all deeply. He could take most of Gary?s cock like this, but Gary wanted every last millimetre inside the boy.
?Turn around and lie down, with your head hanging off the bed. I?m going to fuck your throat.? Gary detected a suppressed smile on the boy?s face as he did what he was told; he would have done anything to have more of Gary?s thick, meaty cock. When the boy was in position, with his mouth wide open, Gary lowered himself and slid his cock into the boy?s mouth and straight down his throat. Positioned like this he could slide his cock up to the hilt with little resistance; the excitement of feeling his whole cock enveloped by the boy had him thrusting back and forth almost immediately. Now and then the boy would gag, which would make him spit, making Gary?s cock wetter and slipperier. When this happened, he would usually slow down a little, taking long slow thrusts, or pulling out entirely and wiping his slobbery cock over the boy?s face while he caught his breath and recovered.
As this continued, Gary noticed the boy beginning to squirm and arch his back, pivoting his pelvis. The boy was trying to stimulate himself with the butt plug, he realised, and he knew the boy was desperate for Gary?s real cock to fuck him. He pulled out from the boy?s mouth and stroked his cock as he looked down at the boy lying naked on the bed. He pulled the boy up, positioned him on all fours in front of him, and reached for the boy?s butt plug. At first he simply teased the boy with it, using the base to pivot the plug and stimulate the boy inside, then he pulled it out, leaving the boy?s hole exposed, wet, and ready. He took a condom from the bedside table, rolled it over his girthy and rock-hard cock, and slathered it in lube. With a smirk, he slapped his cock on the boy?s arsehole a few times to let him know it was coming. Then he pressed the head against the boy?s hole, and felt it start to slip inside.
The pleasure of being inside him rushed to Gary?s head and seemed to erase all thought. All that existed was the feeling of this boy?s tight yet supple hole wrapped around his huge, hard dick, as he pressed deeper inside the boy, pressing up against his prostate and the walls of his rectum. He held the boy by the waist with both hands and kept slowly inserting himself until the boy was pressed right up against him and his cock was completely inside. Gary held the boy firmly right there for a while, letting him get used to the feeling of such a thick, deep penetration, and as he felt the boy?s deep breathing he began to breathe with him. He felt almost as in a trance, not knowing how long he held the boy like that, but when it felt right he back to rock his hips, gently and smoothly, rubbing his cock inside the boy. The boy?s deep breaths turned to quiet moans, and Gary increased the pace and depth of his thrusts. As Gary fucked harder the boy?s moans grew to an uninhibited crescendo; both men began to sweat and Gary felt the boy?s slick, smooth body with his hands. A wildness seemed to awaken within them, and Gary thrust with the full length of his cock, fucking the boy hard and deep, revelling in the sounds boy?s ecstatic cries and his body clapping loudly against the boy?s beautiful arse cheeks. He felt the intensity of feeling building everywhere inside him, as though his entire body were approaching climax. He grabbed the boy and pulled him up, holding the boy?s body tight against his own, feeling the heat of him, their sweat mingling, their hearts pounding. His hand roamed over the boy?s body as he continued fucking him; he bit the boy?s neck and his deep voice rumbled wordlessly the depth of his desire into the boy?s ears. As his left hand tightly grasped the boy?s pectoral, his right found the boy?s cock, so hard and perfect, so wet with precum, and stroked it. He stroked it with the rhythm of his own fucking and he could feel the boy?s muscles responding, his abdominals tightening. The boy would never last like this and that?s just what Gary wanted because Gary wanted to climax with him, deep inside him.
?You love my cock?? Gary asked the boy, with the tone of a commandment. He boy gave no word, but an affirmative cry of pleasure.
?Cum for me!? Gary demanded with primal authority. The boy all but screamed with pleasure as his cock shot jets of cum across the bed, his body convulsing in Gary?s arms with the intensity of the release, and as Gary felt the boy?s hole tighten around his throbbing cock he too was brought to an ecstatic orgasm, loud and full and reverberating through every part of him. He gasped and moaned and held the boy tight as he shot his cum with his dick buried fully inside the boy, burying his face in the boy?s neck and inhaling the intoxicating aroma.
For some time they seemed to be suspended outside of reality; they held themselves there, closely pressed together, seemingly weightless, utterly content. The only notion of the passage of time was the regular thud of their heartbeats and the slow rhythm of their breathing. As their senses returned, it seemed to Gary as though the room had re-materialised. His cock was still inside this beautiful boy, his arms were still around the boy?s body. Slowly, he relaxed his arms and his hands fell to the boy?s waist. With a sigh of satisfaction he began to slide his cock out of the boy; he watched it pop out, still mostly hard, and swing in front of him a little. The boy straightened up, raised his arms, and stretched himself through his torso to the tips of his fingers. Even in the post-orgasm lull of sexual desire, Gary found the aesthetic perfection of the boy?s form enchanting. He backed away to take in the image in full, as the boy proceeded to lie down on his front on the bed. Gary dressed himself in silence, and made to leave. He turned in the doorway and looked back at the boy, the warm lamplight and deep shadows revealing every contour of the boy?s back, legs, and buttocks, and wondered what the boy was thinking.
Gary closed the door, and walked home through the night.