As Tristan hung naked like a huge "X" from the rafters above, Ryan circled his prey like a lion on the prowl, his single strand of extension cord held firmly in his right hand. Tristan truly was a gorgeous sight, his rock hard erection pointing straight out and oozing with precum, his smooth slender stomach made even more so by his puffed out hairless chest, his nearly hairless armpits now glistening from the fish aquarium light--now the only light in the room. No doubt Ryan would spend much time licking and soothing Tristan's lash marks afterwards.
Ryan raised the cord high in the air and lashed it around Tristin's torso, the tip stinging Tristin's back, Tristin's head falling back as he let out a loud sensuous moan. Next, Ryan wrapped the lash around Tristin's right thigh and then his left thigh, not to hard, but not too soft either, causing the finest of pink welts for form across Tristin's bare skin. Then Ryan criss-crossed some lash marks across Tristin's heaving chest, striking his nipples a few times and making them protrude out even farther, each time the tip of the cord stinging one of Tristin's armpits. Ryan thoroughly enjoyed watching Tristan's body jerk at the sting of each lash, Tristin's erection bobbing up and down as if it had a mind of its own. Circling around to Tristin's back, Ryan laid a few more lashes across the boy's very smooth tight butt, taking special care to aim the cord just right in order to create a mark just where Ryan wanted it. Tristin bowed his head in submission and gazed at the floor through half-closed eyes as Ryan laid lash after lash across his bare back and shoulders. Ryan loved they way Tristin flinched and whimpered each time.
Tristin was in total ecstasy, Precum almost dripping from the tip of his very stiff boner. It's not so much that each lash hurt that much--of course they stung a bit, but the anticipation was driving Tristin wild. He even closed his eyes so as not to be able to brace himself against each lash. He really wanted to submit 100%.
Finally it was over and Tristin's beautiful body shimmered with sweat. Ryan counted almost 50 lash marks. None were very hard and all would fade away in a few hours. Tristin hung limply, his erection slightly limp as well, with his head back, half-open eyes gazing blankly up at the cathedral ceiling. His penis sprang again to life as Ryan's stomach pressed against it, the older boy's lips now kissing Tristan's beautifully smooth teenage boy chest. His tongue not far behind, Ryan began licking each one of the lash marks, spending considerable time in Tristin's armpits, eventually giving the younger boy hickeys in each!
After being released from his bonds, Tristin feigned semi-consciousness as Ryan carried him over to the recliner and snuggled in beside him. Neither boy thinking of watching TV, they affirmed their love for each other with a long and very sensuous kissing session, which of course climaxed with their mutual ejaculations. For the rest of the night, the boys lay there in the recliner, sleeping for the most part, enveloped in each other's arms.
I tired writing my first science fiction short story--"Two Centuries Hence."
Check it out and let me know what you think. Thanks again for your encouraging comments.