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All In The Eyes Chapter 3
by MudrunnerNC
Feeling the need to think I throw on my running gear and IPOD and head out the door. I am pumped, running on a natural high, and make great time. I didn’t intend a half marathon, but that is what happened. As I was cooling down, I looked at my watch and noticed that it only took me 70 minutes to complete. That’s almost a half hour faster than my last record. Like I said, I played football, not track. I was drenched in sweat when I came through the apartment and just peeled off my clothes on the way to shower.Jeff woke up after a fitful night of sleep. He woke with a start almost every half hour, basically lasting 10 minutes in REM each time. Every time he fell into REM he started dreaming about guys at the gym holding him down, making him suck their cocks, rim their asses and then restrained while this guy with a 10 inch and thick cock prepared to fuck him. Each time he woke up and then fell back to sleep this hot muscled jock would get closer…first just placing his cock at Jeff’s hole…then he would wake up with a start. Then he would fall back asleep and the jock would start pushing in…and he woke up jumped out of bed and paced for a while. This is all wrong…i’m not into guys. He opened his nightstand and pulled out a stack of Hustler. He started flipping through, hoping that this would reorient his mind. He seemed to speed through the pages though and always end up looking at the guy/girl action.
Jeff’s mind would wander and he started to picture himself giving the guy head and then wondering what it would feel like to be fucked. He ran to the shower, turned on the cold water and sat down for ages. He grabbed an Ambien and downed it quick, figuring he would be able to stay asleep and hopefully not dream at all. He grabbed a picture of Cindy and looked at if for a long time before closing his eyes and drifting off. He started to dream. He was walking with Cindy through downtown just talking about the usual couple things. They were winding down streets and were now in a part of the city he had never been to before. He looked up and saw the sign for the Club and then looked across the street and saw a bar with couples sitting outside having fun. He took Cindy to the bar and grabbed drinks for them. Cindy said she wanted to sit outside so he made his way out to the patio seating.
As Jeff walked out he looked across the street. Two incredible guys decked out in leather tongue wrestling each other while their hands explored their abs and bulging leather pants. He almost dropped the drinks. One guy looked up and motioned come here to him and Jeff’s cock sprang to life. He placed the drinks down on the wall that divided the patio and parking. He heard Cindy calling after him, but never turned around. He walked up to the two guys and one pulled him into a dominating kiss. They pulled him inside the club…and that would be the last time he thought about Cindy.
Eric and Brendan brought their new prize to the center stage where a bar hung down from the ceiling, suspended by a pully. Two ropes dangled down from the bar with leather restraints that they placed on each arm. The restraints were thick with belts that wrapped around the wrist and them in-between the thumb and forefinger. They put a ball gag in his mouth and then tied his legs to a long bar so that he couldn’t close them. Eric grabbed Jeff’s shirt and tore it to pieces, then took a pair of scissors and cut his jeans off. Eric then shredded his boxers, leaving Jeff completely naked and fully erect. Brendan pulled on a rope and Jeff began to rise in the air. A crowd gathered around the stage to watch. Jeff’s feet left the ground and he did not stop until his crotch was near head level with Eric. Eric grabbed Jeff with his hands resting on each ass cheek and pulled him into his mouth. Jeff leaned back and almost lost it right away. This guy knew how to suck cock and he could feel his member going deep into Eric’s throat. Guys in the crowd were so turned on by this that they started to stoke and kiss each other but they didn’t want to take their eyes off Jeff. Jeff leaned back as far as he could and as muffled moans started to escape. He shot the largest load he had ever had down Eric’s eager throat. He felt sensitive all over. Jeff heard a door slam and jumped out of bed. He was covered in cum, in fact his belly button was full of it.
I had just got back from my run and had stripped throwing my clothes throughout the apartment and jumped in the shower. Jeff toweled off, threw on clothes and knew he had to get out of the apartment. As he stepped into the living room he looked down to see my Undergear on the floor. Before he had a chance to think he pulled the soaked underwear up to his faced a breathed deeply. His hand started to slide down his body and down under his waistband before encircling his cock. He started pumping while he licked and sucked on the fabric. His body jerked and fear ran through him as his brain kicked into survival mode. He threw down the clothes and ran out the door. He jumped in his car and started driving aimlessly. What the fuck was happening to him? He started to run all the events of the last few days through his mind looking for an answer.
He pulled into a park at the city limits that had hiking trails and got out and started to walk. An hour later he was standing at the top of a cliff that overlooked the city. Jeff sat at the edge continuing his replay. He remembered that whenever you lose something you should backtrack your steps and you will find what you are looking for. He started to think about the dreams of last night and the strange attraction he had when I exposed my armpit when he was complaining about…someone. Then there were the feelings he had when we went to the gym. He could not place what had happened only that something had triggered these feelings. Then it hit him like a ton of bricks. I had been sweating every time and he lost control in my musky scent. He started to think about the wet suit that I was wearing when he came back from his trip and the leather bracelet and how this was so out of character. Tyler has always been very conservative and preppy, why would he all of a sudden start wearing that crap?
Jeff’s head snapped up as a realization came to him. At the Club where he had gotten the incredible blow job, there were a bunch of guys dressed in the same style wet suit. He looked at the setting sun and decided he needed to confront me.
The entire day my mind wandered and I would find myself daydreaming about being in Damien’s arms…how comfortable, secure and strong they were. He would lean over and kiss at my ear then whisper each time creating this urgency. He would whisper, doesn’t this feel right and he would move his hips and his dick would slide between my thighs. Then he would go back to kissing my neck and ear and massaging my hips and thigh. Imagine how good it would feel to give in. Let me take that ass of yours. Part of me is already inside you. Give in to me. Submit to me. Let me control you.
I came to, hard as a rock and looked up at the time and then at my suit. It was just getting dark, so I threw on the suit, prepared to do whatever Damien asked of me. I jumped in my car and pulled out of the parking lot. As I rounded the corner Jeff saw me heading down the street. He slammed on the breaks that spun the car around. He did all that he could to keep up with me. I would go out of sight and then he would catch the view of my bumper. Once he lost me, only he knew where to turn, because he had walked these streets in a dream. He stopped a block away from the Club and could not believe that it was real. My car was parked in the alley that led to the garage. I bypassed the Club knowing that Damien, Cooper and the Master would be waiting for me. I found them in the garage with three guys that I had never met. The guys were cuffed to the wall naked and struggling to break free. Each had a ball gag in so they could not scream. These three beefy college guys that were members of a college fraternity and had to play rugby or football. It was almost funny to see them with tears streaming down their faces.
I walked in the room and Damien came up and took possession of my mouth. “Tonight you will be mine. You will give yourself freely to me. You came here on your own tonight and you must decide to join me. We will be one.” He spoke these words and I realized that this was all that I have ever wanted. I want to be Damien’s wingman just as Cooper is the Masters. I start to have the same knee jerk reaction that Jeff had, my minds last effort to break free. Damien can sense this and says, it feels good to submit. It will bring you such pleasure. When I take you, you will be bound to me, serve me, protect me and hunt with me. He brings me into a demanding kiss…his gloved hand is on the back of my head and his other hand rubbing my crotch. He is pressing into me walking me back towards the wall. He pulls back and helps me out of my wet suit and then takes possession of my mouth again. While pressed against me he reaches up and grabs a restraint that is tied to the wall and ties one wrist, then the other. I do not fight it. I know this is where I want to be.
Jeff has made his way down the alley and hides behind some barrels. He is very well concealed but can see all that is happening in the garage. He can see that I am willingly being tied to the wall and is getting turned on by the kiss Damien and I are sharing. Damien breaks the kiss and says again, it feel s good to submit.
The Master, Cooper and Damien each take one of the frat boys, untie them from the wall and then bring them to a benches that are lined in front of me. The tie the frat boys hand behind their backs and then bind their legs, just like the college jock that I witnessed getting fucked. They stand in front of the boys and take the ball gag out of their mouths. The boys are crying and begging to please let them go. We’ll never try to jump another guy outside of the Club. Please don’t do this. Master, Cooper and Damien each start to move their cocks closer to the guys mouths. The boys close up and do not want to open. They look up into their captors eyes to plead to end this. That was their final mistake. That was all that was needed. They could not break the gaze of the muscle gods before them. The muscle gods wiped pre-cum off the tip of their cock and spread it over each boys lips. The boys were beginning to sweat and then licked their lips…and then they hungered for more. Master, Cooper and Damien looked over to me and said it is good to submit and then plunged their cocks deep into the boys mouths. The boys were sucking hungrily and all I wanted to do was take the place of the boy that was bathing Damien’s tool. Three slaves came in dressed in the wet suit and began to rim the college boys. I could see cum dripping down the benches as each of the frat boys orgasmed. The Master, Cooper and Damien pulled out and positioned themselves behind the frat boys.
The boys cannot believe that they all had just orgasmed from being rimmed and face fucked. The fact that a man could taste so good…where had that thought come from. They each felt a cockhead knocking on their back door. Realization came across their face as they tried in vain to plead not to get fucked. They knew that if that happened their lives would change forever. In unison the Master, Cooper and Damien looked into my eyes and the connection was so intent. I felt as if I were in each of their bodies preparing to pound the shit out of the frat boys tight virgin holes. I liked my lips and started to buck slightly and had the feeling of their hole puckering on my shaft. Then each sunk their dick deep in. My head slammed back and I shot my load across the room. The Master, Cooper and Damien grabbed the studs by the hair and were pounding them, riding them harder than I have ever seen someone get fucked.
Jeff couldn’t take it any longer. He started to unbutton his jeans and slid his pants down grabbing a hold of his member. Just as he was about to start pumping, he fought the urge and closed his eyes. He though of anything that he could that did not involve men. Cold, rainy days, fat chicks and I mean obese. His cock started to soften. He kept his eyes closed and covered his ears so that he did not hear the moans, curling himself into a fetal position.
The Master, Cooper and Damien had not broken eye contact and I could feel that they were close. Each picked up the pace slamming hard into the no longer virgin assess. In one last drive they threw back their heads and each of us let out a roar and came. I shot another load across the garage. The frat boys were lost in a daze of ecstasy. Damien pulled out and walked over to me. He knelt down and licked the remaining cum off my dick and then came up and kissed me. It was strange to get a taste of my cum again, especially from Damien’s mouth. He broke the kiss and looked me deep in the eyes. “Rest now. We will be back to finish the ritual.”
Some slaves came in and escorted the newly claimed frat boys from their confinement. These boys are ready to please our other Club members. I don’t know what the Master, Cooper and Damien had planned for the evening, but I was ready to submit mind, body and soul.
Jeff heard a door slam and looked back into the garage. He came to life and decided it was now or never to save his best friend. He walked slowly into the garage to not make a lot of noise. When I saw him, I was in absolute shock. I was about to yell something to him when he brought his had to his lips. He came right in front of me and was tempted to kneel down and take the length of my shaft down his throat…protection instinct won and he started to release my hands. I started to resist and make noise so he grabbed a ball gag and put it in place. He grabbed some rope then pressed hard against me while releasing one hand, then the other and tying them behind my back. I could feel him getting hard as he was in full contact with my body and it was turning me on as well. My musky aroma was starting to make his head spin a little and he was losing track of why he had come.
Just then he reached into a bag and pulled out a breathing mask that would be used at a demolition site. He put it on and returned to unbinding my legs. Try as I might I could not make eye contact with him. In the back of my mind I knew that it would help calm him and keep me here. I did not want to be taken unless it was by Damien. Jeff, unable to more me the distance to the car alone, brought me to a mechanics stool that could be wheeled around. He was quick to get me to his car and I was thrown in the back see. Realizing that I might continue to resist he leaned over and tie my hands to the door, then we were off. Rather than head back to the apartment, Jeff decided to go to his brother cabin that was about an hour away. On the ride I had tears streaming down my face thinking how I would disappoint Damien.
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* All In The Eyes Chapter 3
17:37 on 2008-03-11 by Hyphap
Great continuation--nice to have a plot with actual surprises and twists. Look forward to seeing where it goes.
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