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Straight Boy Cum Control
by Eric Lane
Straight Boy Cum Control: Getting Mike(Revised)
By: Eric Lane
(m/t, Bond, College Guys, Forced, Jocks, NC, Oral, Straight, True, White)
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This is a revised version of a story - in part a true one - that I wrote
originally in 1999, which I have revised extensively. Please let me know if
you enjoy this - appreciate comments. - Eric Lane email:
laneeric @ hotmail . com
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Mike walked around campus and around town with a cocky attitude - a cool
swagger that reminded one of John Travolta's opening scene in "Saturday
Night Fever". He certainly looked the part. To some he looked like a model
for a Calvin Klein commercial with his slightly sullen, pouty lips, casual
dress, with a boyish cocky attitude that was somehow enormously erotic to
both girls and guys.
Mike indeed was very handsome, even gorgeous 19 year old youth. Some said
he resembled a more handsome and a more cuter version of actor Josh Harnett
(but even more youthful and handsome) or Andy Roddick, the tennis star, with
his dark features and lean muscled build. Mike was an all-American boy,
with the youthful bearing and smoothness of a classic twink. He stood a
respectable 5 feet 11 inches and was 155 pounds with a smooth defined
proportioned body, dime-sized nipples, muscled pecs and a washboard stomach
centered by a sexy swirling concave navel. From his sexy belly button was a
classic trail of wispy dark hairs down to his thick pubic bush, slightly
hairy muscled thighs and a fantasy sized size 10 feet.
Mike's body was nicely muscled (not bulky), toned from years of gym
workouts. He was proud of his body and knew that others liked looking at
him. Mike didn't equate that for interest in him sexually - at least not
from the guys, who he knew were jealous of his looks and build. He liked
showing off his defined pecs and stomach, but was somewhat shy about
exposing his privates. It wasn't because he was small or underdeveloped.
IN part, it was because he was uncut - and he noticed in junior high
school - the first time he saw other boys naked in mass, that most guys
seemed different - they penises were circumcised, though it was years before
he understood what that meant. He never got over looking "different down
there" for some reason. So even though he had a lean muscled body, gorgeous
face - and a nice pair of lemon sized balls and a dick that was about 5-1/2
inches soft - he felt alittle shy about exposing his cock in public. So the
handsome twink rarely walked around totally naked in the locker room,
keeping a towel tightly wrapped around his slim waist. He loved showing
off his abs, his chest and legs - but to his male admirers - all who had to
disguise their lust, his modesty about his cock and balls made him even more
desirable and sexy.
His dark brown short hair highlighted his lightly tanned face and body -
giving him the golden glow of a California boy. He seemed totally in
control of his body in the way he walked, the way he played sports or - from
what rumor had it - how he performed in bed. He was a star high school
athlete in baseball, cross country and wrestling (he didn't play all three
every year though). With high school graduation out of the way, he looked
forward to a summer and possibly the fall off from college or anything. He
intended to go to college, but wanted the time off to get drunk, lay on the
beach and hopefully find girls to screw.
Mike was enormously popular with girls and for good reason. He was
incurably horny it seemed, and he was not shy about making out with any
decent looking girl - and fucking their brains out when given the chance.
Despite his horniness (to the dismay of his many secret gay admirers), Mike
never exhibited any interest in guys and in fact seemed almost incurably
straight. Like most young guys, he often made jokes about "faggots" though
not said with any real hatred though with more than alittle revulsion. As
horny as he could get, Mike could never imagine why, or even fathom how any
dude could do anything sexually with another dude. He couldn't imagine
having a guy suck his own 8 inch uncut cock - he never even thought about it
seriously.
The youth never had a gay sexual experience that he was aware of - despite
the fact that through all his life, gay guys had intense crushes on him.
Some guys were obsessed with Mike - even fantasying his abduction and rape.
He never knew that.
There were several incidents that had homoerotic overtones, under the guise
of initiation though he didn't realize it at the time. Mike never equated
those incidents as gay sex - though he was pissed and angry that he was
initiated by being stripped naked in front of other baseball teammates,
spanked hard and groped and made fun of.
There were many incidents that he wasn't aware of - outright molestations of
his sexy body while he slept, was drunk or passed out.
That incident happened when he was 15, after baseball practice (with other
guys his age and slightly older), he was pounced upon by some of the older
guys - all in good fun of course - it seemed. But those older guys (15 and
16, and two of them who were 17) had crushes on Mike - who even at 15 was a
extremely beautiful boy, what one would call a "real twink" or "pretty boy".
He was that - and more.
But it was nothing planned. Some of the guys weren't even on the team
anymore - but wanted to jump the boy.
No one would ever admit that they had a crush on another guy - never mind
what some of them REALLY felt about this gorgeous guy. But almost on
impulse, after practice, several of his teammates (and a few others) just
jumped him, while he was walking home from the deserted field. No adult was
around and it was getting dark. As a group they sort of informally came up
with the reason of jumping him under the pretense of initiating him - and
screwing around. One of the guys had a large cargo sized van, that was
completely empty in the back - though nicely carpeted. He parked it near the
field. Mike was the last to leave the field (being the youngest and newest
member of the time, he had to clean up the field and put the equipment
away). Headed toward a empty field, filled with high weeds and covered by
trees, walking slowly home, tired, sweaty and hungry. Just before he walked
past a clump of thick bushes, the other boys jumped him, startling him,
pushing him completely to the ground before he could yell. Giggling loudly,
the guys dragged Mike into the van, parked near the trees, in an area
completely hidden by bushes. Mike, furious and cursing, tried hard to break
loose and yelled all the way, buckling like a unbroken colt.
Pinning his sweating struggling body on the carpeted floor of the van, the
guys excitedly started to pull at the boy's clothes - not entirely certain
on what to do - scared to be the first to strip the boy. Mike made it easy
for them, by resisting and fighting back - spitting at two of the guys who
got close to his face. Those two guys, angry at Mike's resistance, grabbed
and pulled hard at the boy's t-shirt, slapping his face.
There were seven guys, and one covered Mike's mouth, while the two guys he
spit at tore off his sweaty t-shirt, ripping it to shreds. He tried biting
the hand covering his mouth. Some of the other boys, in the confusion, took
advantage and grabbed at Mike's cup covered crotch, one even sticking his
fingers under it to touch the boy's sweaty area under his balls. In the
frenzy, with Mike buckling and yelling, several hands grabbed at his pants,
unbuckled his uniform unbuttoning the top, and yanking down the zipper. The
breathing was heavy with lust. Two guys quickly untied the boy's cleats,
yanking them both off - one of them taking a quick sniff of Mike's sweaty
and soiled sweat socks.
Mike struggled violently to break away, cursing at them, though muffled from
the hand covering his mouth. He tried again to bite the hand, and jerked
his body suddenly in a desperate attempt to break free. But the older guys
were too strong - and held the boy down even harder, liking the struggle.
They got even more hornier watching this gorgeous boy struggle, twisting his
muscled lean body, his muscles rippling/
The guys did not say much, trying to act like what was happening was just
"horseplay" and something natural. Though they would never admit it to each
other, or to anyone, they were each mesmerized by this handsome teen and his
body that exuded sex - and turned on by his struggling. The breathing was
heavy, mixed with the smell of sweat - and the intense male odors coming
from Mike's arm pits and crotch. and Several guys had hard ons, though they
did everything to hide it. Under the pretense of "initiating" him through
humiliation, they told Mike that he was going to be stripped naked - and
there was nothing he could do about it. All of them - individually - wanted
to see this cute guy stripped naked - some would even want to mess with him
sexually, but there was no way that could happen. They would never admit
that. Not here. Not with each other. Still, they could at least look at
him - maybe even touch him (all in fun of course). Several were almost
frantic now, to get a good peek at this boy's body - especially to see his
package. The package that all the girls in the school loved and the reason
why they would throw themselves at him. They were jealous of him - but
seeing his beautiful handsome face and body, some of them realized they were
sexually obsessed with him too.
Mike's smelly uniform pants were pulled down to his ankles - his damp white
sweat socks were pulled, off and then his pants. One of the guys
desperately want to sniff the socks and pants - but knew he couldn't.
Nobody wanted to be called a "faggot". They were just messin' with Mike.
Screwing around.
Mike's muscled body buckled, but the older guys were way too strong. His
face reddened with embarrassment when he realized he was being stripped. He
shook his head violently, but the guys ignored him, laughing at his
humiliation.
Now all he was wearing was his cup and tight white briefs, looking
incredibly sexy. Someone flicked the cup - causing Mike to lurch (more at
the noise and vibration it caused then anything else). Then they pulled his
sweaty cup off, and his underwear in one quick motion, with his limp 5 soft
uncut cock, flopping back and forth. Even at this age, Mike had a nice
pubic bush - and the older boys stared at him (or tried not to) in
admiration - though they continued to mock him and make fun of him, calling
him "short dick" and other names. More than one of the guys want to keep
the cup and underwear- both damp from the boy's sweat, and heavy with his
scent, and somewhat stained with a faint yellow color in the pouch area and
very faint brownish colors near the straps - the stains from his sweat and
dirt. One of the boys tried to get his face as near as he could not only to
look more closely at this beautiful boy's prick, but also to smell the
heavy, strong pungent odors of his manhood. Some of the other boys could
see the damp hairs that were matted down under his muscled arms, smelling
strongly.
They held him down for a few more minutes - making fun of him, while he
struggled violently almost - his mouth gagged with his torn t-shirt. Though
they all wanted to touch his cock, they knew they couldn't - no one wanted
to risk being called a "queer" or "fag". However one of the guys produced a
thick rubber band, and under the excuse to "punish" and humiliate the
handsome twink even further, he gingerly grabbed at Mike's soft cock -
acting as if he hated doing it, while the other guys were opened mouth,
stunned and hot now. He grabbed the base of Mike's limp cock, while the boy
gasped, his body lurched forward, and he struggled harder - turning a deeper
shade of red, totally embarrassed, trying to yell "get yourfuckinhands.."
But the boy ignored him, and then moved his hand up the shaft, while
hardened ever so slightly - and pulled hard on the foreskin, pulling it
completely back, and exposing Mike's cockhead - damp with some smega -
giving off a strong pungent musky odor.
Mike gasped again, struggling even more, while the other boys stared (though
tried to act like it was a joke, laughing and trying not to stare too much).
The boy held Mike's cock, and then told another guy to put the rubber band
on Mike's cock and under and around his sweaty balls, twisting it a couple
of times so it was tight, pulling back his foreskin completely, totally
exposing his cockhead. Mike yelped in pain, his body buckling. All the
boys, panting almost now - trying desperately to hide how much seeing Mike
stripped naked - his cock and balls bound by a rubber band, stretched, with
his dark cockhead damp with smega. If they were drunk they would have done
more under the guise of not knowing what they were doing. But they weren't,
so they taunted and stared at Mike for a few minutes more, his cock, still
limp, but semi-hard from being bound by the rubber band - and his balls
having a shiny sheen, being stretched. One guy said he had a tube of ben
gay - and some of them excitedly said they should put it on his cock -
though some said they shouldn't. Finally, one of the guys grabbed the tube,
squeezed out a little amount, knelt down by the struggling boy, quickly
grabbed his cock, and rubbed the ben gay on Mike's damp cockhead. Mike
watched in terror almost - his body buckling, yelling through the guy, while
the other guys worked even harder to hold him down. Slowly he began to feel
the heat from the ben gay (it was just on his cockhead), slowly intensifying
into a burning sensation, that caused Mike to scream through his gag, his
body shuddering. The guys laughed and because the situation was getting
alittle too close to what they thought gay sex was, they quickly turned Mike
over, exposing his tight beautiful ass, covered alittle with flecks of dirt
and old grass. The buns were tight and white - in contrast to his tanned
legs and back. While the reason for turning him over was to "spank" him
into the team, the real reason - unspoken - was to get a good look at the
boy's tight butt. As he st
They never messed with him again - but it was an intense experience for all
of them - more than they realized. In the confusion though, one of the older
boys secretly pocketed Mike's jock and cup - stuffing in his jacket. Mike,
in a frantic haste to get his clothes on and run away, never noticed.
Neither did the other guys. When the older boy got home - late that night,
he took out the used jock and cup that cradled and held Mike's sweaty balls
and cock earlier, and brought it to his nose. Another boy had kept Mike's
damp dirty sweat socks - and late at night, sniffed them while jacking off -
remembering how sexy the naked youth looked held down.
The smell of Mike's cup and underwear was intense - a strong heady musky
odor, mixed with a nutty, sour vinegar smell, that he knew, was the intimate
odors of this gorgeous young man.
After a week or two, Mike got over the "initiation". Even though there were
strong sexual overtones, he never felt that. HE never got hard during that
ordeal - and it wasn't erotic for him. He would have been shocked to know
that those older guys really lusted after his body.
As Mike got older, other strange things would happen to him, like his
initiation - sometimes with his knowledge, and other times when he was not
even awake.
When he was about 16 and sleeping over at a friend's house and alittle
boozed up, one of the guys staying over felt up Mike's body and crotch until
he got semi-hard. The guy was a friend, and Mike was drunk and passed out
on the couch, wearing just baggy shorts, CK white underwear and a loose
t-shirt. The parents were out of town.
The friend slowly approached the sleeping passed out stud. He stared at the
sleeping boy- sprawled out sexily on the couch, breathing hard - frightened
that Mike would wake up suddenly. But the friend noticed Mike moving ever
so slightly in his sleep - which moved his loose t-shirt above his waist -
showing the boy's flat stomach. What mesmerized the friend was Mike's
navel - the swirling concave belly button that centered his flat washboard
stomach - which seemed an irresistible invitation to explore. The friend
gasped when he saw Mike laid out that way - seeing that part of him
unclothed was erotic beyond words. He stared again and knew he had to have
him - he had to touch and taste this beautiful guy, no matter what the risk
now. He called out his name again - and then again very quietly,
realizing - but still not totally certain, that he was passed out drunk.
Now next to the bed, the friend then knelt down next to Mike, inhaling the
boy's scent of deodorant and sweat that was intoxicating, and gently shook
his tanned muscled arm. Mike was sprawled out on couch, one arm up and
under his head, the other on his stomach, his slightly hairy legs apart. He
looked hot and sexy as he lay snoring gently - his t-shirt slightly pulled
up, exposing his flat tanned stomach and a very slight trail of hair. He
then bent down completely, and inhaled the odors and scent of the boy -
almost burying his face into Mike's bulging crotch, and slowly pulling down
the shorts, exposing the boy's tight white boxer CK briefs. He lifted his
head and stared at the boy's belly button and stomach - and thought it was
the most sexy thing about Mike, until he saw and felt the boy's crotch. He
bent over and tongued the navel - slowly, and gently, causing the boy to
shift and moan ever so slightly. That caused the friend to stop for
awhile - staring at Mike - wishing he could completely have his way with
him. After several minutes, the friend bent over and stared at the
straight boy's tight white underwear, noticing the enormous bulge that
tightly covered his limp cock and loose walnut sized balls. The odor was
strong - very male, very masculine - a musky scent that had a mixture of old
piss, a heady odor that he knew was the sweat from the boy's crotch, and
something else - a strong starchy odor. The friend couldn't tell for sure,
but it smelled like precum or even the boy's old dried up cum - but his dick
flexed hard at the thought that he was touching and smelling intimate bodily
fluids that came from this gorgeous guy. The friend was almost in a sex
heat, sniffing every odor, moving his nose along the bulges, gently probing
the mound, grasping the balls gently - amazed at the size - and wanting to
taste him even more.
Mike still slept - still passed out. When he shifted in his sleep his
t-shirt moved up a little higher, exposing his entire flat stomach now,
which was too much for the friend. He lifted the underwear quickly, taking a
quick breath, and noticed Mike's cock was semi-hard. Moving the underwear
gently under the boy's loose sweaty balls, he quickly placed his hands on
the shaft and head, feeling the boy's balls, manhood and then rubbed the
head ever so gently. Holding the boy's stiff, wet, prick, slightly covered
by the foreskin, the friend felt he was holding a stick of dynamite ready to
explode. He felt he had to touch and handle it very carefully - or it would
explode with sperm.
He would look at Mike's face each time he jerked the shaft - trying to see
if he was waking up. He was terrified but obsessed at the same time.
Finally - unable to prolong the exploring and touching of this gorgeous boy,
the friend begin jerking the 7 inch hard shaft with one hand and rubbing the
head with the other. He then bent over - looking at Mike's face one more
time, and then licked hesitantly, the uncut head, pulling the wrinkled
foreskin back, exposing the wet - the very slick and sensitive cockhead that
seemed almost darker in color than the rest of the shaft. Pre-cum oozed out
of the slit - and the friend could smell the distinct clorox odors of
precum - and even cum. In one motion - the smell sending him into a sexual
frenzy almost, he swallowed the head, his tongue swirling around the head,
tasting every part of it, licking the sensitive underside and ridge...and
then downward, down, down to this pubes - while his hands played with the
boy's tightening balls. Up and down he went, over and over, while Mike
seemed to gasp and moan almost inaudibly. Involuntarily his body shifted
slightly, as if ready to shoot.
But Mike didn't shoot, though he came close - very close it seemed. As he
came closer to cumming, it seemed he was coming out of his sleep - moving
alittle more - moaning alittle louder. His friend became too scared that
Mike would wake up and beat the living crap out of him. And Mike never knew
his cock and body was thoroughly explored and played with by another guy.
He woke up not knowing what had happened - only that his dick was hard - and
exposed - and strangely, slightly damp. But he was often hard when he
woke - and many times it seemed he was in various states of undress when he
slept (he just thought he took off his clothes in his sleep). He was too
drunk to care, and merely shoved his cock back into his underwear - looking
around to see if anyone noticed - but everyone else was passed out or
sleeping too. He fell back on the sofa, asleep before his head touched the
pillows.
There were a few more times like that since then that Mike's body was
"played with" without him knowing about it.
Handsome young straight guys are probably played with more (without their
knowledge) than they realize. It was hard for anyone - especially his gay
admirers, to resist not touching him, when he was passed out or sleeping.
And given that Mike liked to drink and pass out a lot, there were more than
just a few opportunities. And more recently, especially during his senior
year, there were more than a few times that his dirty underwear, pairs of
dirty socks, were stolen (or exchanged for a clean pair without him knowing
about it) by some admirers. What he didn't know that some guys were getting
off on staring at his bod and actually sniffing his used underwear and
socks. Mike would never dream that anyone could be so perverse.
Though he was propositioned before (by older men), the offers for sex were
made to him subtlety. Mike, not being the brightest guy in the world, never
caught on totally what these men really wanted. He just instinctually shied
away from them, knowing that something didn't seem quite right. (These older
men would offer to "spot" him in the club gym that he sometimes used for
workouts (when he couldn't get to the high school gym) but they seemed
overly helpful and seemed to touch him more than needed. One old guy offered
to take him out for a drink, which he declined. Another old guy would hang
around the shower area alittle longer than needed. He caught one guy
staring at him intently when he was getting dressed, though he quickly
turned his gaze when Mike caught him. He assumed then that they were gay,
but never connected these incidents to anything really sexual for him. It
bothered him, but he didn't hate them. He just couldn't understand how a
guy could turn on another guy. He felt actually repulsed by the thought of
gay sex. So he avoided them, and kept his sexy crotch covered. Still, he
didn't mind those guys and especially girls to admire his body. Without
realizing it, sometime Mike would flaunt his muscled body in front of some
gay guys, walking around the gym in just sagging shorts, sweaty from a
workout. He knew he was cool and sexy. And he was arrogant and cocky - a
boy who needed to be taken down a notch or two.
Still, for Mike, his biggest straight fantasy was about getting the perfect
blow job (ironically the one thing that his gay admirers wanted too).
Though some girls were hungry enough to want to suck his hard cock for
hours, he never ever achieved orgasm that way - never came. Their sucking
never brought even close to the edge of orgasm. The feeling was pleasant
and at first it was supremely erotic to see a girl try to gobble his dick.
After a few minutes though, the sucking became frustrating for him. He
desperately sometimes wanted to cum in their mouths, wanted to be brought to
a mind shattering orgasm by a non-stop suck job, but it never happened -
they never got close to bringing him to that point. The sucking would go on
for several minutes, and nothing more would happened (and sometimes the girl
would tire) and he would get to the point where he needed to get off. He
would pull his dick away from the girl's mouth and then fuck her hard and
fast - more out of frustration. The fucking would stop quickly - he
couldn't stand the intense feeling on his cockhead, after he came. He was
beginning to think blowjobs were overrated, but a piece of him was still
intrigued, still horny for it. At 19, it seemed sex was already becoming
conventional and not totally satisfying.
He got pleasure from jerking off, though he didn't spend a lot of "quality"
time doing it. He jerked off as often as he could - but usually it would
last a few minutes sometimes no longer than 10 or 15 minutes. He never
played with his dick to test himself on the extreme sensitivities his body
would feel after cumming. Once he shot, he couldn't continue- he tried once,
and nearly screamed from the touch. He dropped his hand immediately from
his cock.
But all the girls - as much as they loved and wanted to fuck Mike - like
most girls, never knew how to give a real blow job- never caressed this
boy's walnut sized smooth nuts - or licked his thighs or even tongued his
smooth, taut, muscled body very much. They loved seeing him shirtless-
seeing his naked body - especially his butt and cock, but they didn't know
how to really worship his body. They would never really tongue his cockhead
or "polish it" lovingly or really apply the necessary suction to Mike's
gorgeous prick. They were horny too, but they didn't worship Mike's dick
like a gay guy did. They didn't prize the way it smelled or lightly tongue
every inch of the dick, while holding the shaft and jerking it in unison.
For Mike, the fucking of whatever girl he was fucking was usually hot - and
fast - and rather conventional. Like his masturbation sessions. He got off,
but he wished some girl could come along and make him cum by sucking him
off. After seeing a couple of porno movies and magazines where gorgeous
women gave guys awesome blowjobs, Mike fantasized about that. He never knew
that there were guys who would literally pay hundreds of dollars for just a
chance to give his entire body a slow tongue bath, swallow his nuts, polish
his cockhead and suck his shaft and make him cum. He never realized that
there were older guys out there who would pay a lot just to sniff Mike's
dirty underwear or have the privilege just to see Mike strip down. He would
be totally amazed that there would be guys out there who would pay to see
pictures just of his stomach - his sculptured pecs and 6 pack abs - and
those who would just want to see pictures of his bellybutton. He would
never believe it.
He also never realized how teasing his cock over a long period of time - cum
control - could build an orgasm so huge and mind shattering that even
changed his ideas about having gay sex. He never realized the excruciating
pain-like feeling of his shaft and cockhead polished - milked slowly, being
made to cum several times. Mike - handsome, cool, cocky, smooth bodied
Mike, would soon learn this and never be the same when he met a slightly
older guy named Shawn at a party - two months after graduation.
Shawn was a handsome blond 21-year-old, about 6 feet 1 and a 175-lb.
swimmer's build. He graduated 2 years before, and was a star athlete too.
Now in a local college, Shawn starred on the track team and excelled as a
student.
Mike met Shawn for the first time at a party in July - just a month and a
half after graduation. The party was held at a mutual friend (a girl) home,
and she introduced Mike to Shawn thinking the two would hit it off. They
did - instantly. Because of the age difference, Mike seemed to look up to
Shawn - almost as a role model. Mike wasn't a good student even if he was a
good athlete and he admired Shawn for excelling in both. They got along -
laughed at the same jokes, enjoyed the same movies, and had many of the same
friends. As popular as Mike was, he didn't have a lot of close friends, and
he saw Shawn somewhat as almost an older brother he never had. For Shawn -
meeting Mike for the first time almost gave him a heart attack. He was
dazzled and almost felt flushed. How could a guy look so cute - so
handsome - so fucking sexual? EVERYTHING ABOUT HIM - THE WAY HE TALKED, THEY
WAY HE WALKED, THE WAY HE SMELLED - was erotic and sexual. He tried
desperately to control his lust for the boy, knowing that Mike would be
scared away at any approach. He sensed that Mike was somewhat homo-phobic
and very straight. Still, Shawn thought, even if nothing ever happened
between them, being with him - seeing him - was better than nothing.
After a few weeks of spending time together (going to movies, driving around
and hanging out at each other's houses listening to music, watching TV or
playing video games) Shawn realized that just being with the handsome boy
was no longer enough. Every moment he spent with him, Shawn was becoming
almost obsessed with the boy's muscled smooth body. He would try to imagine
what his cock look like - how long it was - what he smelled like down there.
Shawn almost had a secret fetish of enjoying prolonged sex with a guy - cum
control - drawing out the blow job or jerking off to it would last hours
before he would let a guy cum. After a session like that, a guy would almost
be a basket case, so horny and hot to cum - his body would be a sweating
shuddering mass of muscle, straining to be jerked or sucked with just enough
pressure or just a few minutes longer to make him cum. Shawn would grow
almost weak thinking about doing that to his new handsome straight friend
Mike. He couldn't be with Mike without secretly thinking of torturing his
muscled body that way and making the straight boy scream and beg to cum. He
slept at nights now, dreaming of Mike - dreaming of the handsome youth tied
up, and his body thrashing from having his cock played with, screaming and
begging to be allowed to cum. He thought the boy resembled an even better
looking version of the actor Josh Hartnett - with a better build too, though
with the same cocky manner. The dreams were almost too intense for Shawn
now - and he was worried that he might even be talking in his sleep about
Mike. (This was particularly troublesome when Mike stayed over). Shawn
hoped his face didn't flush when he would see Mike now.
Shawn knew it was just a matter of time before he would get Mike. There was
no other option - it had to be, because Shawn could no longer control his
obsession with the young handsome guy - or his fetish to make this guy -
especially this handsome guy, squirm and experience an hour or two of a
prolonged blow job and tongue bath, before letting him cum. It was
consuming him completely now. Shawn also wanted to try something else on
this straight stud: "milking". Shawn tried to milk himself (polishing his
cockhead, jerking his shaft after he came, but the feeling was so intense he
literally screamed and had to stop. He realized then - how fuckin' hot it
would be to do that to Mike, only, Shawn wouldn't stop - and would make the
boy scream and cum again....and again....again. That straight boy would
KNOW after a session with Shawn what sex - real sex - was all about. But
how would he get Mike? He would have to tie up the boy, and somehow lure
him and convince him that it was okay - not some freak, perverted faggot
thing. He would never knowingly do it.
Shawn's opportunity came sooner than he thought. Just four weeks after
meeting Mike at the party, it turned out that Shawn's parents would be going
out of town for two weeks. Shawn would have the house completely to
himself! Shawn immediately began planning how he would get Mike. He
stocked the house up with liquor and beers, bought one straight porno tape,
got special lubes for jerking off, some extra long tube socks to tie up the
boy, and a bottle of aroma (Rush) in case Mike needed it to "get in the
mood". Shawn's plan was simple: get the young guy drunk or buzzed enough
and horny after watching the porno video and let nature take its course!
(Hopefully nature would make Mike so horny he would be open to having a blow
job - and so horny that he would let Shawn tie him up for a prolonged
session - only the boy wouldn't realize HOW long or that it would be
followed by a tortuous milking session. Just thinking about what would
happen made Shawn weak and almost faint.
Mike came over, wearing baggy jeans, hanging low on his slim waist - a nice
tight t-shirt, and a loose cotton long sleeve shirt. Shawn could smell the
slight odor of his sweat and cologne and had to restrain himself from raping
the boy right then and there. The boy's smell was erotic. He sauntered in,
making jokes and acting like a real smart-ass. He went to the kitchen and
immediately downed a beer, followed by another, all the while laughing. He
loved to drink! He burped loudly, laughed, wiping some of the beer from his
chin with his sleeve. He looked at Shawn and grinned, and then lifted his
t-shirt up to wipe his chin again, exposing his taut, washboard stomach and
deep sexy bellybutton. He did this so casually - and not for sexual show,
but Mike did like showing off his abs, and already he was getting alittle
silly from the beers. Shawn almost gasped, seeing this handsome boy's body,
and had to act like it was only of mild interest.
"Come on - quit fucking around Mike. No one wants to see your fat
stomach..." Shawn joked, "hurry up and lets go upstairs to watch a video"
Shawn nearly sighed in sexual heat - he loved looking at Mike's stomach and
belly button - and seeing the wispy brown hairs that trailed down from his
navel to his waistband. He wanted to lick those hairs right down to Mike's
pubic bush.
Mike responded by slapping his stomach with his right hand, showing how
tight and hard it was and chuckled "Oh Shawn, you're just jealous dude....."
Shawn just nodded his head and said "yeah, right...so hurry the fuck up!!!!"
Shawn made sure to bring a six pack of beers with him upstairs to his large
bedroom, where there was a large TV, video player and video games. That
should be enough to get the boy sufficiently buzzed.
Mike drank yet another beer - almost guzzling it down. He seemed to want to
prove to the older boy that he could drink and hold his liquor too. Shawn
felt Mike was trying to impress him with his ability to drink - and Shawn
would use that against the straight boy!
The two boys settled onto Shawn's large queen bed, while Mike began his
fourth beer. It was mid-evening around 8 PM and Shawn was feeling more and
more tense as he realized any moment the time to "get Mike" would have to
begin. He wanted and yet dreaded the time He was so nervous about how Mike
would react - would he get mad and even his Shawn? Or yell and storm out of
the house telling everyone that Shawn was a big faggot? Could they even
look at each other the next day even if Shawn WAS able to "get Mike"? At
times these thoughts overwhelmed Shawn to the point where he almost called
it off - he wasn't going to do it. Then he saw Mike laying back on the bed,
his slim, muscled body next to his, smelling the boyish sweat and cologne -
and seeing the handsome face growing more and more turned on by the porno
video. Shawn thought he could see the boy's hard nipples through the
t-shirt - thought he could see the boy's dick get hard through his baggy
jeans. No - the jeans were baggy and tented up anyway, but he was sure the
boy's crotch was more fuller than usual. Seeing Mike next to him - that
way - and all reservations about "getting him" vanished. He didn't care
anymore about the consequences - he HAD to have the boy.
Shawn sniffed the air and could smell Mike's sweat - and cologne. He
smelled clean - but Mike's odor was erotic. Shawn left the room quickly to
turn up the heat alittle. He wanted the boy to sweat alittle. Returning to
the room, with more beers, Shawn noticed that Mike was looking flushed and
somewhat buzzed. He quickly jumped off the bed, dashed to the bathroom next
to the bed, and closed the door slightly. Mike felt buzzed - not totally
wasted, but getting there - and he felt like he could piss forever with the
beer in him. He quickly unzipped and pulled his semi-hard dick and pissed
in the toilet, not even realizing that he forgot to turn the light n and
lift the seat. He muttered "ooohhhh fuuuck...yeah...."
Shawn could hear the pissing and wished he could watch the boy piss with his
dick out. He had never seen him naked yet. Shawn quickly jumped off the bed,
and turned on the hidden video camera that he had set up without Mike's
knowledge. It had a complete view of the bed - and of Mike sprawled on it.
Shawn would make sure the lens would capture every moment of the night that
up until this moment, he dreamed and almost prayed about every day.
Shawn was almost beside himself with anticipation - it would be soon that
Mike would be his...or would it? Mike flushed the toilet, and staggered
back in the room, flopping himself back on the bed, already watching the TV.
He seemed definitely turned on by the video, though he refrained from
touching himself. The video and the heat did make Mike hot - so he took
off his long sleeve cotton shirt, balling it up and throwing it on my chair
next to the bed. It missed, falling on the floor, and Shawn nervously
laughed at his poor shot. Mike laughed too - loud, like a person who is
drunk or getting there. The youth started to scratch his stomach, almost in
an absent-minded gesture, lifting up his t-shirt alittle. Shawn nearly died
when he did that.
Suddenly Mike muttered "man..shit...I wish..I wish some girl would do that
to me like that......." Mike was staring intently at the TV screen, seeing
a beautiful girl go down on a guy, sucking and licking his cock and nuts
like the professional she must have been. The guy in the video was moaning
and then came in gushes, while she sucked it all. Mike sucked in his
stomach and sort of sighed "oh fuckin Jesus....."
"Dude...I never....no girl has been able to make me shoot doing
that.....God..." Mike muttered. He was starting to feel incredibly horny.
He eyes looked glazed - and his body was taunt.
Shawn turned and realized this was the opening and time he was looking for
to "get Mike".
"Dude...You... Some girl sucks you off and you can't shoot? Yeah...right..."
Shawn said, trying to goad Mike somewhat.
Mike nodded, sitting up alittle, and stopped scratching his stomach, though
leaving the t-shirt up, exposing part of his stomach, while Shawn just
stared.
"Dude - yeah...for real..man....its never happened. I....I mean...yeah, I
got blowjobs, but never...fuck...they never could make me shoot. Couldn't
jerk me off. I mean I shoot when I fuck them, but never...when they suck me
or jerk me," Mike sighed, "man...it seems like I should....watching that
video....."
Shawn stared at the video and then again at Mike, glancing down at the boy's
body. It took everything in him to restrain himself from reaching out to
hug the boy - and to rip open his jeans. Mike meanwhile was staring at the
video, which was showing yet another scene where a girl was giving a blowjob
to a guy. Clearly now, Mike had at least a semi-hard on that was tenting
his baggy jeans.
"I can't believe you never came when a girl gave you a blow
job.....dude...and not even shooting if they jerked you off? Shit. I can't
believe it! Do you know what you are missing dude?" Shawn said excitedly,
"it is so hot getting a nice blow job......and when you can shoot right in
their mouth...." He was careful not to imply that Mike was therefore
"gay" - he wasn't, but that put Mike on the defensive and probably unwilling
to let something happen to him tonight.
Mike just nodded weakly "dude..I...I wish fuck - Those girls maybe just
don't know how or something. I can't believe it dude" He reddened
slightly - the two guys never talked about sex this intimately before, but
between the booze and video, Mike inhibitions seemed to be dropping fast.
"Well...shit, man..uh...so...well...why don't you get someone who does know
how?" Shawn said evenly, trying to hide his nervousness, his heart pounding
so loud he thought Mike could hear it. He knew asking that question would
lead to the question that would mean he would either get Mike or have Mike
storm out calling him a faggot.
"I mean dude, you got the looks..." Shawn added.
The air seemed thick with tension - at least from Shawn's point of view. He
waited - and waited for what seemed hours for Mike to respond. Shawn wanted
to almost cry from the nervousness he felt now - would he say to Mike that
HE would suck his dick? Could he say it? Was he drunk enough?
A few seconds actually passed. Mike turned and flushed again, guzzled
another beer, stretched, exposing more of his bare flat stomach to Shawn and
then said sleepily almost "dude...yeah...okay.....so....like who does?"
Shawn was almost shaking from the tension - all he could see was Mike's
beautiful brown eyes, half opened and glazed with sex, his handsome face
flushed from being drunk and horny - and Mike's stretched out body - and his
baggy jeans with his semi-hard dick tenting the crotch noticeably now.
Shawn almost bit his lower lip, then said, almost nonchalantly,
"uhh...well...me. Me." He coughed, blushing....and stared at the TV set.
He couldn't believe he actually said it.
Shawn felt like running - did he overstep? Was it worth it? It was too
late now anyway, but suddenly Shawn felt like his world would come crashing
waiting for his handsome friend's response. It was almost unbearable. He
could smell the boy's clean sweat odor.
Mike was buzzed and not horny as hell from watching the video and from the
talk about blowjobs. He couldn't believe what he just heard - no - Shawn
had to be joking, right?
A long time seemed to pass - though it was only a second or two. Mike
turned toward Shawn, slowly drank another beer, and put the can down,
missing the table stand, dropping the empty can on the floor. Shawn just
stared back. Mike suddenly grinned and said
"Dude..yeah...right....okay...you....man...quit the fucking jokes
dude....man I am fuckin horny....." He playfully then grabbed his crotch,
causing Shawn to almost gasp.
Shawn relaxed alittle - at least Mike wasn't offended, even if he was acting
still like it was a joke. Yet, he was drunk enough - and horny enough - and
now the question was still out there.
"Dude...Mike....I...I am not joking. I'm not a fag okay? I love girls. But
I'm...uh...well, I am very serious. I....Look..dude...guys know what a guy
feels like okay. You know? When I was in college, I got drunk and a gay
guy went down on me and gave the most fucking mind blowing blowjob I ever
had. Man....it was better than any girl....cause he knew what a guy likes,
ok So....fuck....we're buddies....fuckin drunk too...I don't mind.....I know
how it is.....it doesn't mean nothin....I can just show you - I don't want
anything in return - you just lie back and relax dude."
A moment or two passed - each boy knew a time of huge decision was here -
each trying to pass off the moment as something casual, something that could
be explained by a drunken state of mind - and even friendship. And
something that could plausibly be forgotten as something that never
happened.
"Dude......" Mike tried to say, then slurred "naaaw...you gotta be
joking...right?"
"Dude...we're drunk...man....who gives a shit? No one...its just us...just
relax...relax Mike....This doesn't mean nothing...but it will make you feel
fuckin great dude....come on....relax..." Shawn said - realizing now that it
could slip either way now. He was still scared - and worried about what
Mike was thinking of him - but the side of him that wanted to explore and
eat this handsome boy gave him the strength to completely seduce his young
friend.
Mike was sort of in a haze, but he was now so horny and desperate for a blow
job and in his drunken state his defenses were fast crumbling for a mouth -
any mouth on his cock. His mind was spinning - but he still knew it was a
guy wanting to suck his cock.
"Look Mike....we're drunk man...it's just between us...I don't mind....."
Shawn said quietly - almost pleading. He stared at the boy, who was still
laid out on the bed lazily - his jeans now fully tented - and his eyes
closed, his stomach sucked in. Shawn, in a friendly gesture to calm the boy,
placed his hand on the boy's muscled pecs, and playfully massaged his chest
quickly. Mike gasped quietly at the touch. He was very sensitive to any
touch - and especially, he would soon realize, from a guy.
It seemed like an eternity before Mike responded.
"Oh.....ffffkckk....I.....shit....I am fuckin n drunk...but.....okay....do
whatever......I am too fuckin wasted man...." He looked at me sleepily, as
if drunk and smiled a half crooked grin that drove Shawn crazy with lust.
Mike then tried to sit up and take off his t-shirt, but fell over sort of
laughing, only succeeding in taking it off halfway. Shawn, seeing the
opportunity now, tickled the boy's exposed ribcage, while Mike doubled up
giggling, laughing "okay....okay......."
Shawn quickly pushed the boy on to his back, and sat on his stomach, while
Mike laughed more, grinning and then slurring "oh man.....do whatever
dude......I can't fuckin believe this...."
Shawn lifted the now sweaty t-shirt, pulling it over his chest, then over
the boy's head and arms. Shawn noticed the boy's sweaty hairy armpits as he
lifted the t-shirt off, throwing it on the chair next to the bed. Shawn's
heart was beating fast. He was almost there - almost at the point of having
the boy in his total control. But Mike was still not tied up - and could
easily change his mind and stop everything from happening. Shawn was
growing less nervous and more obsessed now. He looked down and saw Mike's
gorgeous body - his beautiful firm pecs, smooth chest, firm 6-pack abs and
winking indented belly button. Mike responded by puffing up his chest even
more and sucking in his stomach.
Mike was in a sexual daze almost - he felt pangs of guilt but he was so
horny now that he didn't care. Part of him knew what was happening and what
it meant. Another part convinced him that he was still straight but drunk
and didn't know what was happening. That thought finally allowed the boy to
step over the line and give himself completely to Shawn.
Shawn knew though that Mike at some point would come to his senses and be
overcome with guilt. He was far too straight for that, so he had to hurry.
Shawn then got off the boy, and started to unbutton the boy's jeans. Mike
whispered "oh man...I don't know..I....." Before Mike could change his
mind, Shawn, quickly unzipped the boy's jeans, and then tentatively and
lightly grabbed the boy's semi-hard dick through the pants. Mike gasped and
hissed loudly "AAAAAHHHHHHH oh man....oh man...."
Shawn couldn't believe he was touching his sex idol's cock at long last,
even if through the thick fabric of jeans. He was astounded at how big and
hard it was now. Shawn gazed at Mike's cute face, his eyes closed and his
mouth moaning and in a fixed smile of utter contentment, his arms above his
head - just in the right position to tie him spread eagle, soon.
Shawn quickly got off the bed, and went to the edge, pulling off Mike's
baggy jean's slowly - very slowly, exposing the boy's tight white boxer
briefs. Mike laid back - his eyes closed, his mouth and slightly pouty lips
open slightly - waiting - not sure about what was to happen. Shawn then
pulled off the pants completely, throwing them on the floor. Now Mike was
spread out before him almost nude - wearing only tight boxer brief
underwear, with his cock semi-hard and the crotch full with walnut sized
balls full of cum. He looked so hot and sexy, with a half-cocked smile of
contentment. Shawn wanted to tongue the boy right then and there. Mike
just sucked in his stomach even more, and stretched out even more, moaning
ever so slightly, his eyes shut tightly. Shawn then started to knead the
boy's crotch through the underwear lightly while
Mike moaned and moaned. He never knew such pleasure before - never in all
the previous conventional sex he had with any of the girls he fucked - never
in all the previous jerk off sessions. Mike couldn't believe it. The
difference was that how much time - how slow Shawn was taking, how each step
he licked, touched or somehow aroused the straight handsome youth. Mike's
muscled lean body was involuntarily shuddering ever so often from the
intense anticipation.
Shawn pulled the sweaty underwear down slowly, exposing first the covered
ultra sensitive cockhead, bathed with the slime of precum, then the shaft, -
then the balls.....and then pulled them off completely. The handsome
straight boy was now stripped naked. Shawn held the underwear in his hands
and noticing that the boy's eyes were tightly closed, quickly sniffed the
crotch panel. Shawn was rewarded with an intense and strong heady aroma of
musky boy sweat, before tossing, reluctantly, on the floor. He would get it
later. He couldn't afford to have Mike seeing him sniff his underwear. He
couldn't explain that as "just guys" stuff - and Mike would probably freak
out.
Mike's 7-inch uncut cock was now hard - though not steel hard. He looked so
incredibly hot lying there, like the perfect GQ model. Shawn quickly bent
over and could smell the heady aromas of his boycock, and then flicked my
tongue slowly over his wet cockhead. Then he licked and sniffed the boy's
loose and hot walnut sized balls. Shawn was thrilled that the boy was
uncut - his cock looked so hot with its foreskin intact- and he knew the
cockhead would be extremely wet and sensitive. He knew - from his
underwear - and staring at the beautiful cock - that this boy was a leaker.
His cock leaked precum, oozing out of his piss slit like he was cumming
almost.
Mike gasped and then groaned. In his sexual daze he could not believe he
was feeling so horny - or that a tongue on his dick - from a guy - could
feel so hot and so good. He never before had someone lick his balls like
that. He couldn't believe the feeling.
"Ooooooooooooh goooooooood...oh oh oh oh.....god....." Mike moaned, twisting
ever so slightly into the bedsheets, lifting his legs ever so slightly, and
exposing more of his balls and crotch involuntarily. Part of him wanted
this incredible intense electric sensation to last forever and another part
wanted his body to climax in an orgasm - now. Like a lot of young guys in
their teens, Mike had little will power holding back from cumming - though
he was quite healthy and capable of cumming and fucking several times after
that.
Shawn increased the pressure, pulling the foreskin down gently, exposing the
ultra sensitive gooey head, licking the flange, the piss slit, and gently
nibbling the foreskin, licking the old sweat and slime from the wrinkled
skin. Each nibble, each lick brought a loud gasp from the straight boy -
who was nearly thrashing on the bed from pleasure.
Mike literally yelled "OH GOD!!!!!!!", almost sitting up, and then collapsed
back onto the bedsheets, moaning. Shawn was in heaven - sucking his idol's
prick, ever so slowly. Mike was so hot, it would be just seconds before he
would shoot bursts of cum. Before that would happen, Shawn pulled off
quickly and Mike groaned and then almost whimpered "oh man...suck it again
man...please.....oh man..."
Mike, his face and body flushed with the heat of pure sex, and sweaty from
being touched and jerked, brought his right hand to his prick, and tried to
jerk it to an orgasm . This boy was so hot, he wanted to cum and cum fast
and hard.
"Ohhhhhh Shawn...dude...I gotta...." Mike croaked, barely able to talk.
Shawn smiled almost evilly. His plan was working - Mike was so hot and horny
he no longer cared HOW he came or even WHO made him cum. He was almost
desperate to shoot. Shawn quickly grabbed Mike's hands and said
"no....no....Mike.....you can't touch yourself, okay.....we can't have
that...."
Mike merely moaned "aaaahhhhhh...Jesus! Dude...oh shit.... Oh
gaaaawwwwwdddddd..... man..oh god...man...please......"
"Well....we will have to tie you up so you can't jerk off. This will be an
intense blowjob - you are going to have the best blowjob of your life dude,
and I want you to enjoy it. When its over, I'll untie you, okay? But you
gotta let me do this or you won't feel it...okay?" Shawn said almost like an
order - hoping and praying he wouldn't back out now. He knew he wouldn't -
Mike was so hot and horny that he would do almost anything to cum. The poor
guy never had this done before to him.
Mike now didn't care what Shawn did as long as Shawn made him shoot - and
made him cum FAST. Mike couldn't believe how horny he was. He didn't even
think twice about being tied up - whatever Shawn wanted, fuck, he would do
it, just to get his dick sucked so he could cum. A part - a small part of
him wondered about whether Shawn was a real freak - but another part of him
got even more hornier at the prospect of being tied up and made helpless.
For a change it would be HIS body that would be taken care of completely and
worshipped. That never happened before - and somehow, that prospect made
the whole scene extremely erotic. He had no idea why - and he was confused
about getting hard when another guy touched him. But he didn't care- at
least not right now. His mind was buzzed from the beers - and hot from the
sucking and touching. He suddenly sensed that Shawn - this guy - really
worshipped his body, and while that bothered him - in his drunken sexual
state, it made him even MORE horny. His dick actually grew even more hard,
throbbing, flexing steel hard almost.
Shawn held his breath, waiting for Mike to respond to being tied up. Would
he do it? It all came down to this moment. Shawn almost felt he would have
to over power the boy even if he said no. Nothing would stop Shawn from
getting Mike now. Nothing.
Shawn almost shook with nervousness when he saw that Mike was willing. Mike
sighed, stared at Shawn and then merely nodded, closing his eyes and spread
his arms and legs almost like a little boy, waiting to be fed. Shawn,
breathing hard, thanking God for his luck, quickly got the long tube socks
from under the bed that he hide just for this. He grabbed Mike's right
muscled tanned arm first, and quickly tied it to the bedpost tightly. He
noticed the nice patch of hair under the armpit. Mike gasped alittle and
seemed like he was going to protest, but didn't. He did trust Shawn - he
looked up to him, so Mike knew Shawn wouldn't hurt him. Mike relaxed a bit.
For Mike, it was sort of erotic getting tied up - he never would have
believed it before, but it felt sexy and hot to be tied up now. He shook
his head and couldn't believe how depraved he was getting - but that small
part of his brain convinced him again that, it was the beer - he was drunk -
it wasn't really happening and anyway, he was straight!!!! He knew he wasn't
gay.
Shawn's heart was beating so hard and loud that he thought he was going to
faint. He couldn't believe that it was going to happen - that the object of
his sexual obsession was being tied up stripped naked! This handsome movie
star looking twink was now within moments of being tied up spread-eagle and
at his mercy. He looked down and couldn't believe how handsome the boy
was - he really did resemble Josh Hartnett, Shawn thought. Better looking
actually - and his body. So hot. So smooth and defined. Tanned. And now
just moments, seconds from being totally tied up. Little did Mike know what
Shawn had planned.
Shawn knew Mike was somehow trying to stay "buzzed" and drunk so he could
blame it on the beers or even act like he couldn't remember a thing. Shawn
knew that this handsome straight boy thought that he would be tied up so he
couldn't jerk off, get his blow job, and then quickly be released, and then
crash for the night. Just a few minutes and it was all over. Yes, he was
dazed and buzzed - more so than Shawn thought. Shawn didn't care at this
point - he just wanted Mike tied up. Shawn quickly grabbed the other
muscled arm, and tied it tightly so there would be no way Mike could get
loose. Now with the boy helpless, Shawn felt alittle better - it was too
late for the straight boy to change his mind now. He grabbed the boy's
muscled tanned left leg, and tied it to the corner bedpost. He grabbed the
right and did the same. Mike was now spread eagle - a gorgeous tanned
captive, his body taut and sweaty, and his young boy cock steel hard. Even
though Mike was straight - being tied up served to make him even hornier and
his cock got even harder, and leaked even more precum. Shawn stared at the
boy's taut body, his tight flat stomach, and then drilled his finger into
the boy's navel. He loved that boy's belly button.
"OH SHIT!!!!" Mike gasped, feeling an intense ticklish sensation of having
his navel explored by Shawn's finger. Shawn stopped after a few minutes -
knowing he would be back later with his tongue to thoroughly explore Mike's
sexy belly button.
"Oh man...shit....." Mike moaned, flexing and pulling at the restraints -
testing it. He looked for a second alittle scared and said "I... don't
think...Shawn...maybe....fuck....." Shawn ignored Mike's weak second
thoughts and then blindfolded him (to his surprise) because he wanted to
assault his body without him knowing what part was being attacked. Plus,
each boy could enjoy what was to happen without looking at each other and
feeling guilty (this was more important to Mike).
He protested again weakly at the blindfold saying "Dude...what...hey..no man
what is this man dude..no.shit.I.."
Shawn quickly explained it would intensify the erotic feeling, and made the
point by grabbing his steel hard penis, and polishing his shiny, gooey
cockhead slowly - very slowly, then let go, his hands moving a slow swirl,
his fingers lightly rubbing the flange of his penis head, and then slowly
rubbing the ultra sensitive head three times, before taking the hand back
down the hard shaft, grasping the stalk, before repeating it over and over.
Mike gasped and nearly screamed and sucked in his stomach even more.
"AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH.....OOOOOOHHHHHHH GOOOOOOOD" he gasped.
Shawn grabbed Mike's hot steel hard dick again, holding it firmly at the
base, pulling down the wrinkled foreskin gently, and inhaled the heavy
pungent male odors, then licked the hard tube up and down, then licked and
slowly polished with his tongue Mike's extremely sensitive cockhead, while
slowly jerking the shaft from the base. Shawn's tongue danced on the boy's
throbbing penis head, while Mike hissed "OOOOOOOOOOOOOHAAAAAAAAAAAH", his
body thrusting itself involuntarily.
Shawn's other hand played with the boy's sweaty balls. Mike groaned and
loudly moaned "OH GOD!!!!!!!!!" His body squirmed and when Shawn kept
polishing his dick head, his young athletic body shuddered, bathed in sweat.
But everytime Shawn thought his young straight friend was ready to shoot, he
backed off and stopped. Shawn could tell when Mike was ready to cum - the
boy would stop gasping, but moaned and his hands would fist up, grabbing the
tube sock restraints tightly, his bare feet would curl, and his entire body
would grow taut - his mouth clenched in a furious hideous grin, his
breathing fast and shallow. Then Shawn would just stop. No warning. He
would just stop. The steel hard cock would flex - and almost shuddered,
looking for the mouth and hands that were pleasuring it so intensely.
Mike thrashed - nearly breaking free from the restraints. The poor boy
would gasp, start thrashing and then yell "MAN!!!!! DON'T STOP....OH
SHIT.....DON'T STOP...GOD.....GOOOOD........DON'T
PLEAAAASSSSSE......MAN.....SHAWN...PLLLLEEEEEAAAAASSSSSSEEE"
Shawn would just stop, not move until the moment of orgasm passed for Mike.
He was an expert at this - and came close to bringing the young twink to the
edge of a huge orgasm, but knew when to stop. Mike's youthful sweaty slim
body shuddered and his breathing returned alittle more normal - though
ragged. Mike groaned in utter disappointment at being denied an orgasm. It
was particularly painful for him because he hadn't cum in four days and
unlike all the other previous blow jobs from girls - THIS time, the blow
jobs and cock jerking WAS bringing him to a mindshattering orgasm - only -
it would stop just at the brink - just at very edge. The very edge. He
could almost feel himself cumming. SO close. So very close. Just nano
seconds from exploding. Yet....the sucking and jerking would stop and the
boy couldn't cum, even though he wanted too badly now. He tried to will
himself to come, but couldn't.
Mike felt like he was going crazy with lust - he never felt this way
before - his entire body felt like a sexual instrument - every part of him
now glistened with sweat and was so sensitive. His youthful saliva-wet dick
almost lengthened and searched for a mouth or hand or tongue to push him to
orgasm. He thrashed on the bed, and yelled "ooooooh gaaaawwwwwwddddd!!!!"
He begged Shawn and pleaded to "man...oh...stoooooppp...teeeassssing
me......man.......dude please....."
This went on for almost an hour and by then Mike was now getting mad and
nearly yelling in utter frustration when the stimulation stopped again and
again just short of making the sweaty, handsome young man from cumming. He
started to struggle, pulling at the restraints, yelling at Shawn to "MAN!!!!
Why the fuck are you DUDE!!! I FUCKIN MEAN IT DUDE!!!!
.......stop....teasing me man....god.....stopping..man....don't
stop....man....OH FUCK!!!!!!!! Please PLEASE!!!!!"
He would then twist and thrash - much to Shawn's amusement. The thrashing
and cursing actually was turning on Shawn even more. Shawn couldn't believe
how hard and stiff Mike's cock was - it seemed already filled with cum. The
boy's body was bathed in sweat - and taut.
Mike's shaft was steel hard - as hard as it has ever been in his young life.
It was leaking precum, the foreskin pulled back, exposing the head now to
every lick, to every rubbing motion from Shawn's hand. Mike was moaning
almost begging Shawn to make him cum. 70 minutes passed now. Quietly,
Shawn then asked "hey Mike.....I will blow you - but you need to tell me
when you are ready to cum, so I can pull of your dick, okay?"
Mike quickly nodded and quietly - somewhat embarrassed replied "Dude oh god
fuck yeah...okay....anything......." He would do anything now - anything to
shoot his load.
Unfortunately for Mike, Shawn was merely bringing Mike to the next level of
cum control. For the next hour, the desperate tied up straight boy would
warn Shawn "GOD......GAAAWWWDDDD....I AM CLOSE....I AM READY....MAN...BACK
OFF...OOOOOH".
And Shawn would back off, stop jerking entirely, stopping the boy from
cumming. By the fifth time, Mike was literally crying tears of frustration,
yelling at Shawn "Man, you FUCK!!! YOU FUCK!!!!! Stop fucking teasing
me...oh man....please....please.....please...Man...I am begging
you...please....don't stop......please....." The straight boy, was
thrashing, struggling hard to break loose, and was really mad - really angry
now. He was yelling - and his entire lean muscled body was tight as a
drum - on the edge of complete orgasm. But not there. He was beginning to
hate Shawn. This was torture.
After another 30 minutes, Mike was reduced to almost alittle boy
whimpering - begging for relief. Tears were coming from under his
blindfold - of frustration.
"Dude...oh god...anything...I'll pay youanything...anything...please....get
me off....untie me....god...I gotta shoot....please...dude...Shawn...." he
begged.
Mike's steel hard dick flopped back and forth, oozing a trail of precum on
his firm flat stomach, with several small drops forming in the boy's belly
button. It looked hot. He tried raising his sweaty head, pulled at his
restraints hard, while his body thrashed in frustration. He desperately
tried to move his pelvis in an upward thrust, in a fucking motion to help
make him cum. He could not longer control what his youthful body was doing.
Seeing that, Shawn got some old ties, tied them together, and then tied it
to his bedframe, crossing tightly, Mike's taut stomach and lower ab area, so
he couldn't make any fucking motion at all. Shawn also used some more old
ties (tied together) to tie down Mike's thighs. Mike yelled at Shawn to
stop - to untie him - and to make him shoot.
"Dude...fuck...no more....stop....stop...." Mike whimpered again and again,
as Shawn tied more restraints.
The poor boy now could not move at all - except his chest and head. Mike
tried to make himself cum whenever Shawn touched him again - but Shawn knew
when to pull off of the boy and Mike would groan in utter frustration.
Mike yelled more in almost pure agony and struggled briefly to break free.
Seeing him struggle and watching his steel hard dick flop back and forth -
his sweaty body stretched out and tied almost made Shawn cum. The video
camera was recording all this, and Shawn paused and took several pictures
with his digital camera. He couldn't believe how hot this boy looked. He
was almost dizzy was lust. He wasn't sure how far he would go with this -
but he knew he would push this boy a lot further than just cum control.
Now Shawn continued the cum control torture, by slowly giving the boy a
tongue bath, deftly avoiding the boy's precum soaked cockhead and shaft. He
swallowed the boy's loose balls, licking the sack over and over.
Mike groaned and then moaned loudly. He begged Shawn to stop and make him
shoot his load. To frighten his friend even more, Shawn just chuckled
evilly, and then, without a word, moved up and tongued and licked the boy's
tight stomach, darting the warm tongue into the boy's deep navel, then
slowly up to the hard pecs, sucking the dime-sized hard nipples. Mike
gasped and sucked in his stomach even more. He couldn't believe how this
felt - - no one - nothing in his sex life compared to what he was feeling
now. It was pure ecstasy. Shawn then lapped at the boy's hairy sweaty
armpits, sniffing the strong masculine aroma, nibbling at each hairs, while
Mike gasped. He then tongued his way back down at the boy's nipples, and
then all over the boy's body - down his muscled slightly hairy thighs,
knees, legs and feet while Mike squirmed and begged. The licking and tongue
bath was intense - bringing him again and again to the brink of orgasm - but
never enough to push him over the edge. Shawn got down to the boy's tied up
legs - down to the size 10 sweaty feet. The toes were clean, with a nice
strong smell - very boyish. The feet were beautiful, nicely proportioned,
with the toe nails cut to proper length, clean from any dirt. There was
wispy small amounts of hair on each toe, and Shawn sucked each toe lovingly.
He concentrated on the big toe, and then back to the smallest on both feet
while Mike violently thrashed and buckled and gasped from the intense
ticklish feeling. He screamed, trying to form words to tell Shawn to stop,
finally just yelling "GAAAAAAAAWWWWWDDDDDDDDSHAWWWWWNSTOOOOP!!!!!" and then
laughing hysterically, yanking hard at his restraints with more force than
ever. It was almost unbearable having his body assaulted in this way. Mike
never before had anyone suck his nipples or lick his body in this way - and
his mind was almost in a complete sexual haze - his head rolling back and
forth, mouth agape, moaning - unable to cum. He felt almost drugged with
sex. His upper body tried to squirm aw
He was going insane - he thought - from having his young body touched and
licked like this.
Shawn spent some special moments tonguing the boy's large loose balls again
and even darted his tongue into the boy's tight asshole - being the first
guy to taste the straight boy's most intimate private body part. Mike's
tight virgin butthole was hard to reach, but Shawn forced his face and
tongue down there - and reached it, dancing his hot tongue on the puckered
ring, sending electric jolts of ecstasy in Mike's taut body. Shawn could
smell the heady very strong musky aroma - and almost came himself, knowing
he was tonguing this handsome straight boy's nether region - his most
intimate body part. Picture Andy Roderick or Josh Hairnet being tied up,
stripped naked, blindfolded and having his buttonhole tongued - and you have
some idea what feast Shawn was dining on. He darted his tongue harder and
harder into the boy's quivering asshole. It was tight, but it gave way,
despite the boy's resistance. Clearly, he did not like this - but clearly,
his body did.
"OHGOD! WHAT! OOOOOOH" Mike yelled, at the feeling, gasping. "OOOOOH WHAT
ARE YOU DOING? FUUUUCCCK"
Mike never ever thought anyone would do this. He went crazy, trying to
squirm away from the insistent tongue. He groaned and groaned, sucking in
his sexy hard stomach, silently praying that Shawn would now make him cum -
he felt he would burst now. It felt so hot and good that Mike was going
crazy almost with lust. He now almost prayed and begged to cum - he felt he
was going almost insane. His body was shaking involuntarily from the throes
of sexual ecstasy - but short of allowing him to shoot what he knew would be
the biggest load of his life.
Shawn, after another 30 minutes - for a total of more than 2 and half hours
of playing with Mike's tied up body, finally said "okay buddy.... Get ready
for the cum of your life..." He was getting exhausted too - and he knew,
this was only half of what he was going to do to the boy - something Mike
had no idea of. Shawn was excited - he could smell the boy's intimate body
areas on his face - the odors from his cock, balls, pubes, armpits, and
neck - and from his asshole. This was the straightest, most cocky guy he
knew- and now he was here - tied up, at his mercy. And he could smell every
part of him.
The straight young handsome twink almost was crying from the agony of this
torture-like cum control. Weakly, Mike tried to lift his sweat soaked head
slightly and he said "dude...oh man...thank you oh god...please...don't
stop...please Shawn can't take it anymore please oh please Shawn.... Dude
please...please..I'm begging you....please don't stop........I wanna
cum....god...please....." He was almost whimpering - almost not believing
Shawn that he would bring him to a mind shattering orgasm. Mike was covered
in sweat and he smelled like pure straight boy. It was almost overpowering.
It DID cross Shawn's mind that maybe he could prolong this straight boy's
ordeal even more. But he wanted to see Mike cum - Shawn was growing weak
from holding back HIS own orgasm too. Seeing this handsome youth tied up and
sweaty - begging to cum, his dick steel hard, foreskin pulled back and the
big piss slit leaking copious amounts of salty pre-cum was almost too much
for Shawn. He had waited a long time to see Mike's cum, and Shawn could no
longer wait any longer. He wanted to see this cute straight boy shoot a huge
load out of his hard cock. He wanted to taste and smell this boy's hot
cum - knowing HE was the one to make it happen. He was dizzy with lust.
The intense smells of Mike's sweaty crotch was overpowering almost. Lucky
for Shawn, he kept the video camera running to record this....but now, he
had to make the sweaty pleading boy shoot the biggest most intense load of
his life.
Suddenly Shawn grasped the boy's steely incredibly hard shaft at the base,
and slowly jerked the shaft, his fingers damp with waterbased lube, while
slowly tonguing the cockhead at the same time, nibbling also at the pulled
back foreskin. His other hand lightly tickled the boy's tight walnut sized
balls and lower stomach, while Mike gasped and groaned. He sometimes
drilled his fingers lightly into the boy's sexy belly button, and then back
down to his balls., ever so often darting that same hand and finger to the
boy's asshole. The finger and hand lightly played with Mike's virgin
asshole, and with the lube, rubbed his virgin puckered hole, touching the
hairs there, rubbing the pucker slowly, while Mike thrashed even harder. He
never felt this way before. And no one ever did this to him.
Mike was in sexual heaven - he couldn't believe how incredible this felt -
every lick brought him close and closer to the edge of orgasm. He was
reduced to moaning like a whore - almost performing for Shawn against his
will. Mike couldn't control his responses - he yelled and screamed
instinctively now - his entire body reacted without him thinking about it
anymore. He no longer controlled his own body or its responses - and Mike
never felt that way before. His head lolled back and forth in a sexual
high.
Shawn increased the up and down motion, grasping the stalk of the penis with
more pressure, tonguing the head faster and in sync with the jerking.
Faster, faster, faster - up and down - up and down - faster and faster -
polishing the head - faster - faster - up and down - while Mike sucked in
his stomach even more, trying hard to arch his firm back - his toes curling,
his hands clenched and grabbing at the sheets....faster - faster...up and
down....faster - faster - Mike's eyes shut tightly and covered by the
blindfold - his mouth clenched so tightly it seemed like he would shatter
his beautiful white teeth...faster-faster - up and down
...faster...faster...FASTER...FASTER....FASTER......FASTER......
Mike was so gone now, but still he wasn't sure if Shawn was going to deny
him orgasm, so he stretched his entire body, tightening it - trying to will
himself to cum. It felt so good - so fuckin good he couldn't believe it.
My god - Mike could not believe this was what he was missing from sex!
Finally...he was brought closer....closer....closer and closer to the edge.
Would Shawn stop? Mike silently prayed "oh Shawn please......" He was
almost terrified that Shawn would stop. He begged Shawn to bring him off.
Faster...faster...faster.....up and down...faster and faster Shawn jerked,
polished and sucked the boy's hard
cock....faster....faster...faster...FASTER.....FASTER.......UP AND
DOWN....FASTER....
Mike squealed, moan, thrashed and a small part of his brain screamed that he
was going to cum. Suddenly Mike opened his mouth wide.....said
nothing...then omitted a long long loud groan and "OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH
GAAAAAAWWWWWDDDDDD!!!!!!!!!!!"
His taut youthful muscled sweaty body buckled up and down as much as he
could under the bonds that held him down.
Shawn kept jerking the shaft fast up and down but pulled off the head just
in time to see a huge load shoot out, splattering on the boy's tight abs.
Shawn gasped "oh fuckin Jesus!!!!!" He kept jerking the boy's steel hard
cock, now shooting another huge load of hot white cum, then another, then
another, and then another. Mike kept squirting out cum - 10 huge
loads.....and nearly yelled "oh god" after each time. Ahot sperm continued
to flow out of the boy's cock head like lava almost, spilling out from the
piss slit, on down the shaft.
The hot white spooge spilled and collected on the boy's tight stomach,
filling in the navel like a small pond. Gobs of cum was splattered on the
boy's face, chest - even some of his own chin. Shawn stared at the boy,
gasping now - in the throes of an incredible sexual climax - and bent over,
and quickly licked up some of the hot cum. The cum tasted slightly salty
but sweet - and was very warm. Shawn proceeded to lick the navel clean of
cum, an then brought a small wash cloth to wipe up the rest, while he
continued to jerk the shaft. (Shawn did this not because he was tired of
eating Mike's cum - but because he wanted to preserve some of it on a wash
cloth for future jack off sessions!)
Mike, with a face of utter contentment - lay there - completely exhausted
by the workout. His muscled body, still tied and spread eagle, was covered
in sweat. He smelled like cum and boysweat, with the heady aroma of a guy's
smelly crotch. It turned on Shawn even more. Shawn pulled off his pants
and underwear, and jerked at his hard cock, staring at the tied up boy, his
cock growing alittle limp now.
Mike was almost passed out from the session. His head was lolled back and
forth slowly, mouth open, his face a mask of utter exhaustion and sexual
contentment.
Shawn smiled and then remembered. Milking time. Let's see if this fucking
straight boy has the balls to deliver more cum. Lets see if this straight
boy can take it. Shawn wanted to kiss the boy, but didn't. thinking Mike
might really freak out. But he knew Mike's cock would be so ultra
sensitive - like any guy's after shooting - that he would go crazy having it
touched. He would soon learn about being milked without mercy.
Mike was breathing slowly, mouth open, still in a daze from cumming.
Suddenly he screamed, tried to buckle his body, then literally shrieked -
his face suddenly transformed into a hideous looking mask of pain and
pleasure. His eyes opened wide in sheer horror.
"Ohhhhh..NO!!! Dude..stop" Mike gasped, trying to stay in control, his body
quivering uncontrollably. He tried valiantly to act like he was not being
bothered by having his sensitive cock milked and polished after cum. But
the intense feelings quickly overwhelmed the poor handsome sweaty boy.
Shawn ignored the pleas of Mike - and continued playing with his damp cock,
moving his fingers slowly over the ridge of the boy's cockhead, then quickly
"polishing" the knob several times, and slowly jerking the shaft. He placed
his three or four fingers just under the boy's flange (the ridge of the
cockhead), and slowly jerked his cock shaft - and without a pattern, would
rub the flange, and then polish the head several times, before repeating the
process. For Mike - it was pure torture (try doing that to your own cock
after cumming and see how long you'd last before screaming - now picture
yourself tied down and having someone do that over and over and over).
"DUDE!!! NO!!!! NOOOOOO! Stooooop. Toooo much oh man.stop too
sensitive.wait.oh man." he yelled, his body tensing up - trying to back away
from Shawn's hands. His buckling was violent trying to desperately escape
the most intense sensations he felt.
Shawn was jerking the boy's shaft, mixing lubricant with the boy's cum.
With the other hand pulled back the foreskin, and exposed the damp dark
head. Shawn was slowly polishing Mike's now intensely sensitive
cockhead....slowly...and painfully. Shawn could smell the heavy odors of
cum, sweat and crotch odors of Mike.
Mike almost hissed "ooooooh gaaaaaaaa oooood Wait dude man dude please
ooooooh gawd.
wait...stop...stop.....ooooohgaaaaaawwwdddddi'lldo...do...ohshit...anything.
..plllleeeeaaaassseeee!!!!"man..You gotta...oh
god...stop...oooooo...hey...shit...man....you gotta. Give it a a rest
man.....oh....SHAWN!!!!!!! GOD!!!! STOOOOOOOOOP!!! SHAWWWWWWN!
Oh...GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOD!!!!!!!!! in a pitiful futile attempt to bargain
with Shawn.
Mike, laughed hysterically and then screamed and screamed for Shawn to stop.
Shawn just kept jerking the shaft at the base, holding the stalk tightly,
and then polished the cockhead. His body jerked and buckled uncontrollably
in a desperate attempt to get away from Shawn's hands.
Up and down - faster and faster....up and down. He would stop when it
looked like Mike was adjusting to the intense feeling- and start up, rubbing
alittle slower, or touching another part of the cock or shaft - adding lube,
to sending jolts of the most intense pleasure and electric sensations he had
ever felt - even more intense than the orgasm he just had. THIS was like an
on-going never ending orgasm, that now was bordering on the ultimate tickle
torture is seemed.
While Shawn kept jerking the hard shaft, polishing, rubbing the ultra
sensitive wet cockhead, while Mike's body shook, thrashed and buckled, Shawn
started to lick the boy's entire body again - and even was able to lap at
the ball's soft, hot wrinkled balls, and lifting them, licked under and
darted his tongue quickly at the boy's quivering virgin pink asshole.
"OOOOOOOOHH FUUUUUUCCCCCCCCKSHAWNN NO NO NO NO STOOOOOOOOOP OOOOOOH
GAAAAWWWWDICAN'T.STAAANNNED IT PLLLEEEAASSSE!!!!!!!!!!!" He cried,
thrashing his bod, screaming out the words in a pitful shaking voice.
Mike gasped and nearly screamed. He tried arching his back, but was
restrained. Shawn merely ignored the boy's pleadings and kept up tonguing
the boy - smelling his crotch, lapping at his asshole, down his legs and
sucking the boy's toes. Mike was screaming and yelling. He couldn't stand
it anymore - it was pure torture.
Mike was going crazy he thought from the almost unbearable feeling. His
body was - he knew - so overly sensitive after he had sex, he could barely
even touch himself just to go bathroom. Sex with a girl, his thrusting
fucking motions would stop almost immediately after he began shooting - the
feeling was too intense, and he would withdraw, his dick plopping out of the
girl's vagina - warning her not to touch him - especially down there. He
could be hugged, but after sex, his cock, balls and chest and butt and lower
stomach areas were extremely sensitive to touch. But the most sensitive of
all was his cock - and his cockhead. With the foreskin pulled back now, he
was more terrified than ever before - because it would expose the most
sensitive part of his body now - something he knew he could not tolerate.
Now, some one ELSE was touching his cockhead - his shaft, his balls - his
entire body - and the feeling was unbearable. He begged again - whimpering
and pleaded with Shawn and tried to break away. He never knew he could feel
this way - the intensity of the milking was so tremendous, that despite the
pain, his cock was again steel hard. Within 20 minutes, Mike was jerked to
another orgasm, shooting 3 loads of hot cum. He was almost in tears - it
was too intense. He was shrieking and screaming "STOP STOP OH
GAAWDDD...SHAWN, YOU GOT TWO LOADS...NO MORE..OH!!!! WAIT...GIVE ME SOME
TIME...OH FUCK I CAN'T TAKE IT...STOP STOP...GIVE ME A REST DUDE...PLEASE
ANYTHING...PLEASE" He screeched the last several words as Shawn, ignoring
his begging, rubbed the very wet cockhead over and over - damp from cum,
spit and lube, and jerked at the shaft. Shawn kept this up for 15 more
minutes, while the boy thrashed, and begged and finally, shot another load,
alittle on his tight stomach, and then squrited 3 more dribble like loads.
But Shawn kept milking the boy, urging more cum out, and the stalk shuddered
and out came five more spurts of spooge, erupting out of the piss slit like
lava from a volcano, wetting the en
Mike whimpered and groan and now fully expected it to finally end. He was a
horny guy - but now, he had enough sex to last, he thought, for the rest of
the year. He came three times - two, but really three.
But Shawn kept on going - never stopped the jerking up and down - up and
down. And Mike's cock was now even more sensitve, after cumming twice. He
couldn't stand the touch - it was as if he was being tickled everywhere.
And the milking, the polishing - the intense, slow rubbing and polishing of
the boy's ultra sensitive slimy, pre-cum soaked cockhead. Mike thrashed -
seriously thrashed back and forth as much as his restraints would let him.
He screamed and started to threaten Shawn "FUCKKKKKKKK YOU!!!!!!
GAAAAAAAAAAAWWWWWWDD........Oh pllllleeeaaaseeee!!!!!! Sttoooooppppp...oh
ANNNNYYYYTTTTTHHHINNNNG.
Oh fuck. anything.IIII do anything..pleeeeeeeaaaaassssseeeeee
goooooooooood....Shaaawwwwwwnnnn.....puhh...
Puuuhhhhhlllleeaaasse..ohhhhhhh Shawwwwwwwwnnnnnn......."
The boy could no longer even form words or sentences. He was now babbling -
thrashing his body, totally out of control. Mike cried - he really started
to cry from the intensity of the jerking and cock polishing and milking. Yet
his body also enjoyed it. His cock remained steel hard, and he came
again.....in another 40 minutes...and he came again....in another 20.
Sometimes Shawn, feeling sadistic, would try oblige Mike by not touching his
cock - for a few minutes, but instead sucked on Mike's sensitive toes, or
licking his armpits, while the boy went nuts, shrieking with laughter and
babbling for Shawn to stop. Shawn loved sniffing and licking Mike's damp
pits - and tickling the pits and his ribcage - and feet over and over, while
polishing the boy's cockhead. Mike screamed and shrieked - the feelings were
too intense. His youthful lean body would involuntarily grow taut, buckle,
and he would scream and laugh and then beg Shawn to stop.
Finally, after a total of 4 hours, Shawn squeezed out one last load from the
straight boy - he squirted 3 watery loads. Shawn had the foresight to have
Mike shoot into a small measuring cup, so Shawn could preserve the loads of
cum in a nice container. It was almost half full of Mike's gooey hot
spooge!
The boy was totally spent and exhausted and terrified of more milking. He
wanted to kill Shawn now - he was that angry. It was pure agony. But he
was too exhausted - drunk- and out of it to do anything. All he wanted was
it to stop - and now with that, all he wanted was to sleep.
"MY GOD SHAWN!!! STOP!!!FUCKIN KILL YOU FUCKIN BASTARD.OOOOH PLEASE STOP!!!
Mike screamed, his body bathed in sweat, buckling and squirming.
Now Mike's cock was semi-hard, but no longer steel hard but red from the all
the jacking off and sucking. Shawn gave the cockhead one final polish from
his tongue and hand. Mike gasped out loud, almost shrieked - his entire
sweaty body shuddering completely. He was terrified - shaking - that Shawn
would touch him again or jerk his shaft. He was actually terrified that
Shawn would continue the torture.
Mike's exhausted body couldn't stand it anymore - he was literally crying
tears. He mouthed words, pleading and begging "leave my dick alone.god
Shawn.please.don't touch it anymore.god.dude.please..please."
His youthful muscled, very sweaty body shuddered uncontrollably from the
after shocks of cumming, when Shawn put his hand casually on the boy's soft,
loose, balls.
Then Shawn began untying the boy - slowly. His left leg and arms were tied
so tight (the socks were tightened after the boy struggled) that Shawn
needed a knife to cut the boy loose. After inspecting the nude handsome boy
completely and seeing no damage (slight markings on his leg and arms), the
boy whimpered and moaned in utter contentment now, and fell asleep. Shawn
covered him.
The next morning he awoke and both boys acted like nothing happened.
Mike though, did remember some of what happened. Part of him realized that
despite how weird and freaky it may have been - and with a guy no less, it
still was the best sex he ever had. He never had an orgasm (or that many)
like that before. Another part wanted to get even - to make Shawn pay for
Mike's 4 hour long ordeal. As pleasurable as it turned out to be - it was
also pure torture. Mike's young body shuddered sometimes even when he
thought back to being tied up. It was unbearable. Mike somehow vowed to
himself to "get Shawn" and make him suffer like he did. But what actually
happened was that Shawn GOT some friends to get Mike FIRST.
But that's another story. If you enjoyed this story please write me. I
plan to finish it, but would appreciate any feedback. Thanks.
My email address is: laneeric@hotmail.com
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* Straight Boy Cum Control
01:57 on 2006-11-03 by Tightsman
That was a great and inspiring story. If only someone had done that to me when I was 19 I am sure my life would have been different. Well done
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* Straight Boy Cum Control
12:11 on 2006-11-06
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11:50 on 2006-11-17
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08:40 on 2006-12-29
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06:09 on 2007-01-09
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09:21 on 2007-01-17 by cakid
damn, that was hot! great jerkoff material. thx!
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15:59 on 2008-11-05
I thought of waz lush nd it did make me cum
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00:11 on 2008-11-24
I'd so sign up to be in Mike's spot.
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* Straight Boy Cum Control
00:38 on 2009-01-16
bit long but definitely satisfies and delivers the fantasy
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* Straight Boy Cum Control
13:31 on 2009-08-05
Bravo, loved the details and the slow pace that kept on building.
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* Straight Boy Cum Control
17:17 on 2009-09-28
God, my dick was dripping by the end of this story! Thanks, dude.
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* Straight Boy Cum Control
03:39 on 2009-11-21
I wish this was on video. I would love to see this boy struggle while every drop of cum is extracted out of his balls. The milking story is perfect!!
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* Straight Boy Cum Control
03:41 on 2009-11-21
I would love to do what shawn is doing
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* Straight Boy Cum Control
10:29 on 2010-03-22 by M
It has been a lifetime fantasy of mine to be abused like Mike in the story. I had to finish myself off quick time when I reached the end. I love the process of torturing oneself by almost reaching climax then stopping; and restarting the process until one can wait no longer. Collecting precum and cum in a small dish during the process and swalling it adds to the pleasure. Great story. M
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* Straight Boy Cum Control
02:26 on 2010-04-14
awesome milking
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* Straight Boy Cum Control
16:45 on 2010-07-29 by john
awesome story. better with pics of the whole thing. wish someone would do this to me.
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* Straight Boy Cum Control
03:56 on 2010-07-30
Sorry, it's called "Straight Boy Cum Control" not "Total Faggot Bottom Who Already Sucks Every Dick He Finds Cum Control"
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* Straight Boy Cum Control
06:38 on 2010-11-04
Mmmmm... I don't consider myself gay, but for the character Shawn in this story, I would be oh so willing. I would love to experience Mike,'s outrageous peril's. I wanted to cum so badly but because I am such a tease and denial freak, my wife purchased a male chastiry device to keep my hands off my throbbing aching cock.
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* Straight Boy Cum Control
07:02 on 2010-11-22 by jeffy
hot HOT WHERES PART2???
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* Straight Boy Cum Control
10:02 on 2010-12-18
Loved this story - rally very very hot, conveys extremely well the sensations of both players in a milking session. Excellent!
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23:23 on 2011-03-27 by Joe Brown
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02:02 on 2011-05-01 by justinbieber
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11:54 on 2011-06-06 by armuviwo@yahoo.com
Thank you for this story !! Its VERY GOOD written and I enjoyed it enormously ! Please write more of that kind - - - Cumcontrol is a wide and sexually hot field especially tantric edging for hours somebody, who is totally under control, you know that - - - Thanks again ! Armu
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* Straight Boy Cum Control
15:08 on 2011-06-09
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23:18 on 2011-07-17
My arse was quivering
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09:04 on 2011-08-01
wow i would love just once to experience that kind of torture, what a way to go . Thanks alot and keep the stories cumming.
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* Straight Boy Cum Control
10:27 on 2011-11-12
Enjoyed the tale a lot. You might not want to get into quite so many specific details (ie "dime-sized nipples" because some may prefer quarter-sized nipples)." Hot overall, though. I've known a few Mikes and enjoyed them... and visa versa.
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* Straight Boy Cum Control
18:49 on 2012-01-03 by Todd
Reading this story, I became so "hot and horny" myself (like poor Mike and I guess Shawn) that I was getting very, very impatient...wanting to read all about Mike's well deserved, torturous ejaculations. Oh, I couldn't wait! Beautifully written but, please, hurry up! I got two or three erections before the story mercifully concluded (squirted warm salty/sweet sperm deep into my imagination). When he was finally allowed to cum (and cum again!), I could taste and feel Mike's boy-cream to the point where I had to get something going for my own stiff penis. Great, great job! Thanks! Toddygirl Jan. 2012
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* Straight Boy Cum Control
03:09 on 2012-04-04 by andi
very goood, im horny all the time reading this awesome story
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* Straight Boy Cum Control
11:11 on 2012-07-14 by big 8
That was my dreams cum true.
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* Straight Boy Cum Control
22:30 on 2012-12-14
Jackoff story to say the least
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* Straight Boy Cum Control
10:44 on 2013-01-15 by Kenneth
Excellent story! I love cum-control, and the subsequent milking. Very vivid, I could see it all...very hot...
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