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The Suits Of Rubber. (1)
by The Slaver.
The Suits of Rubber.By The Slaver.
1. The Bet and The suits.
"What the Hell", muttered Dave as he stood in front of the mirror and looked at himself. He was dressed in a full-body skin-tight black rubber suit. The rubber suit clung tight to Dave's slender built body accentuating his taut physique. The suit was all in one piece, including the black rubber boots on his feet.
The sleeves of the suit came down to Dave's wrists, the collar of the rubber suit went half way up his neck, the suit was done up the back by a zipper. Which locked down securely with a snapper, that was then locked in place. Dave was in the rubber suit, till someone unlocked the zipper.
"Damn, you look dam good in that thing." Said a voice behind Dave. Dave spun round, standing in the doorway of Dave's bedroom stood Jim, Dave's boyfriend of the last six & a half years, and he had a smirk on his young roughed face. "What a night last night was." Said Jim, who couldn't stop grinning. "What...the...is...going...on?" Dave asked forcibly through clenched teeth. "How the heell...did I get into this thing?" Dave gestured to the rubber suit he was now wearing. Jim wakled into the room, he gently pressed his two index fingers to Dave's forehead and said three words. "REMEMBER LAST NIGHT."
Suddenly Dave had a very vivid memory of the night before, and what had happened. The two boyfriends were in Dave's bedroom, and as was their norm of late, they were arguing. "Please Honey, why don't you let me fuck you for once, then you can blow me." Pleaded Jim, he was laying on the large double bed in Dave's bedroom, having just been screwed by Dave. Dave glared at Jim, "NO,you know the rules. You serve and take my cock. We kiss, and then I jerk you off. That's how its always been and that's how its going to be. You don't like it?, there's the door." Said Dave pointing to the bedroom door, Jim shook his head telling Dave that he didn't want to leave. Dave wakled out of the bedroom into the living room of the flat.
Not to be put off, Jim tried a new track. "You know what, I think that we should try something new you know, something other then you just fucking me both ends, then kissing me then jerking me off, and then fucking my ass again. I want more, I want you." Said Jim, looking longingly at Dave. "Like what I'm not going to let you fuck me, and that's an end to it." Said Dave as he layed down on one of the couches in the living room.
"I'll make a bet with you, if you loose I get your arse and mouth for a year and a day, you also loose your long hair and your goatee. I also know you've bought a C.B 3000, for me. I loose the bet, you can lock me in it for a year and a day." Said Jim. The two boyfriends sat in silence for a couple of minutes.
Then, after another few minutes, Dave wrinkled his brow, and he asked, "What sort of bet?"
Jim smiled at his boyfriend, he stood up and wakled back into the bedroom, a few minutes later he returned with a large cardboard box, which he placed on the ground in front of Dave. "The bet is that I can hypnotise you, and make you wear this." Said Jim, he opened the box, and pulled out a black full-body rubber suit. "If I can get you into this rubber suit. I'll want you to tell me that I'm a great lover and an even greater hypnotist, and that that tight arse and mouth of yours is now mine, to fuck." continued Jim.
"There's a snowball's chance in the fires of Hell that you could hypnotise me, and you're not that gooder lover." Said Dave. "And anyway I'm not going to let you hypnotise me, you're not fucking around with my mind. Anyway I'm not into rubber, you know that." Stated Dave. Jim made clucking noises, and run around the room flapping his arms; Dave's face went bright red. "Ok, here's the new deal, you can try to hypnotise me. But when it doesn't work, I get to lock up your cock for as long as I want, I've got some nice large, new dildos, that I'll use on your sorry arse. And you will drop the whole subject of me being screwed by you." Said Dave.
"If I win the bet,I'll get to use the large new dildos on your arse, and fuck you, and you loose the hair, and goatee." Said Jim, raising his hand to stop Dave from withdrawing the bet. Dave scolded for a few seconds, but then he nodded. Jim broke into a broad smile and nodded, "You've got a deal, Hon." He said, he stood up, and moved towards Dave, holding out his hand. "Shake, and kiss on it." Said Jim. Dave shook Jim's hand, and moved in to kiss him. Jim placed his free hand behind Dave's left ear and pushed down with three of his fingers.
The next thing Dave remembered, he was in bed covered with just a sheet. In a daze he watched as Jim left the bedroom, Jim was carrying the cardboard box, and a large black bin bag. Dave heard the front door slam shut a few seconds later. Dave rolled over, his body felt tight. As he rolled over, Dave saw the clock on the bedside table, 7:40P.M. A small part of Dave's mind remembered that he and Jim had had pizza for dinner at 5.45P.M., after which he had fucked Jim, after that they had had an argument at about 6.30. Dave had lost about 75 minutes.
Maybe Jim had hypnotised him after all. Dave looked around the bedroom for Jim, but he was nowhere to be seem. On the bed was a piece of folded paper, Dave reached foreward and picked it up, he opened it and read the note inside.
'Hi hon, hope you like the suit, you see I did hypnotise you last night, you were real easy to put under. I know you won't sick to the bet, so to help you come round you'll have to stay in the suit till tonight. After a day working in that suit, you will honour your bet. It's going to be hot today so don't foreget to drink lots of water. Meet me for lunch, and I might foreget about the bet, and let you out of the suit. Love Jim. P.S You had better hurry; or you'll be late for work.'
Dave looked at the bedside clock; it read 7.45 A.M. "Great. I'll have to hurry, or I'll be late." Dave said to himself. There was nothing for it; Dave would have to wear his suit over the top of the rubber suit. Twenty minutes later, dressed in a grey suit, white shirt and grey tie, Dave through his brief-case into the back of his car, he climbed into the driver's seat and drove away. Dave stopped at some light, he looked down and saw that he was wearing a cheap grey suit. 'What the fuck, where the hell did this suit come from. I've never owned a grey suit, and I'd never own such a cheap one if I did.' Thought Dave. The lights changed,a car horn sounded behind Dave. Giving the car behind him the finger, Dave drove away, deep in thought.
8.29 A.M. Dave arrived at work with only a minute to go.
"Taking a little holiday are we, Jones?" Asked a voice behind dave, Dave turned in his seat, and looked at the tall massif built body of his boss, MR. McIntee. McIntee had been in the army before he had joined the bank, and Dave had longed to fuck McIntee's tight arse ever since their first meeting, but McIntee had a wife and five kids, all boys. "No, sir. I over slept." Replied Dave, now could he tell McIntee, or any one he worked with, that his boyfriend had hypnotised him, and then locked him in a tight rubber suit. "Well, don't let it happen again. By the way, Lee seems to have also over slept today. So the meeting has moved to 11 o'clock. Your lunch is now one thirty." Said McIntee, he turned and left the office. 'Fuck.' Thought Dave, 'Jim won't wait an hour and a half.' Dave reach for his mobile. Just then the well-built figure of fred Lee entered the office; Fred smiled a week smile and nodded at Dave. Dave nodded back. Dave and Fred had been having an affair for the last four years, behind Jim and Fred's lover's backs. When Dave looked up again, he noticed that Fred was wearing the same sort of cheap grey suit as he was. 'What the hell is going on.' Thought Dave as he watched Fred moving about the office. All thoughts about calling Jim had gone from Dave's mind.
7.45. A.M The same day.
"How the hell did I get in this crap." Cried Fred Lee, as he looked at himself in the mirror. Just like Dave, he was wearing a tight one-peice black rubber suit, but this suit wasn't the same as the one worn by Dave. Fred's suit had short arms and legs and straps and buckles down the back. The buckles were snapped down in place by a thin metal rod, at the top and bottom of which were fixed two small metal padlocks, Fred wasn't getting out of that suit without the keys to the padlocks. The collar of the rubber suit went half way up Fred's neck just like the one that Dave was locked into. There was a hard rubber cock-like tube poking out of the groin of fred's suit, with a thin tube on it's end, which went round Fred's lower body. Fred could feel something up his arse.
"I must say, you do look very dam hot in that suit, hon." Said a voice Fred spun round from the mirror. Standing by the bed was Jim, grinning broardly. "What have you done?" Asked Fred, looking at Jim with a look that could kill. "I don't have time for this." Said Jim; he clicked his fingers times. "REMEMBER." was all Jim said. Just like Dave, Fred had a very vivid memory of the night before.
Fred had just said goodbye to his boyfriend, when he heard a knock on the door. Fred opened the door to find Jim standing on the doorstep, he was holding a cardboard box, and a black bin bag. Jim had been Fred's quick fuck for about two years; alwas it was the same. Fred would fuck Jim, they would have a drink, Fred would fuck Jim a second time. After which Jim would leave. Fred was not to know that Jim had just fucked with Dave's mind, and he was to do so very soon with Fred's mind too.
Fred let out another loud cry as he cum for the second time in Jim's arse; again and again Fred kept pushing his throbbing cock into Jim. Finally Fred stopped cumming, and pulled out of Jim. Fred helped Jim out of the fuck sling, in which he had been put.Jim walked painfully,and stiffly over to the bed, and sat down, he looked up at Fred. "You were saying something about a bet, before I started fucking you for the second time." Said Fred. Jim nodded his head; he was still too breathless to talk for long. Jim had asked Fred if just once, that he could fuck him. But Fred had told Jim that the only person to fuck his arse was his boyfriend and that he (Jim) was only here for a quickie, which meant it was him (Jim) who got fucked, twice. Jim got up and walked stiffly over to his clothes, and pulled them on.
"Yes, the bet is that I can hypnotise you into wearing a rubber suit, after which you will call me the greatest hypnotist ever." Jim said, pulling on the last of his clothes. "If you loose, I get your arse and mouth, and you have to leave your boyfriend, and become my plaything."
Fred said nothing for a few moments; he just looked at Jim. Jim knows that like Dave, Fred wasn't into rubber. Jim might have a problem, if Fred said no to being hypnotised, Jim waited for Fred's reply. "You're full of bull shit, you couldn't hypnotise me. You don't know how too. So go ahead and try." Scoffed Fred. Jim just smiled, he snapped his fingers in front of Fred's face. Fred's eyes rolled into his head; and his head then fell onto his chest.
The next thing Fred remembered was laying dazed in the fuck sling, with just a sheet over the top of him, his body felt tight. Fred watched dazed as Jim left the room, Fred had a big grin on his face. As Fred slid into blackness, he saw the clock on the wall, it read: 8.45 P.M.
To Be Continued.
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* The Suits Of Rubber. (1)
18:11 on 2008-03-15
Wow unusual but very hot
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* The Suits Of Rubber. (1)
21:34 on 2008-03-15
interesting
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* The Suits Of Rubber. (1)
21:06 on 2008-03-21 by Tatts
God! The typos! Wakled! through/threw! loose/lose! massif! layed! foreget! foreward!, etc. Spell check! Nun of these would have maid it threw a spell and grammer checker.
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* The Suits Of Rubber. (1)
04:15 on 2011-04-20 by alex
wish it was ME in the RUBBER SUIT
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