Dan, Lisa and Leon
by Matric Finrhos
Whilst out clubbing in Manchester recently I got chatting to a gorgeous-looking young guy while we were trying to get served at the bar. He seemed to be really coming on to me, and when I offered to buy him a drink he gave me a quick kiss. Soon we were having a full-on snog in a quiet corner. When it came time to leave he asked me to go back to his place. I thought, why not? I couldn't quite believe my luck. He was very cute and by this stage I was as horny as hell.
His flat was only a few minutes walk away from the club. As soon as we were inside he started undressing. He had a deliciously firm body, nicely tanned and toned. I had a quick look round. Not bad, I thought. Quite a big flat with a couple of decent sized bedrooms. Dan explained that he was going to have a shower to get the smell of smoke out of his hair. I asked if I could join him, because I hate smelling of smoke, and anyway sharing a sexy shower was one of my most favourite things.
It got fairly steamy in the shower. Dan's soapy fingers were soon probing my bumhole, which suited me fine because I prefer to be a bottom. Before things went too far we dried ourselves and Dan led me into his bedroom. Along with a desk and a hi-fi and all sorts of clothes and CD's scattered about, there was a wonderful iron-framed bed. We didn't even get that far before we were kissing and groping each other.
Before long Dan took the lead and told me what he wanted. I dutifully stood before him, teased his nipples with my teeth, licked my way down to his groin, then dropping to my knees I sucked each of his balls in turn and then slowly, very slowly engulfed his erect cock in my mouth whilst gazing up into his beautiful brown eyes.
He gently fucked my mouth for a while, his fingers firmly cradling the back of my head. Then he pulled out, pulled me to my feet and kissed me deeply. Gently biting my tongue as he broke the kiss he murmured "Will you let me fuck you?" I just nodded in dumb adoration.
He guided me over to the foot of the bed and turned me to face it. Spreading my legs, he bent down and secured my ankles with leather straps attached to the feet of the bed-frame, which I hadn't noticed before. He opened his bedside drawer and I saw an array of toys, along with condoms and lube. That was a relief. He pulled out two pairs of handcuffs and then used them to attach each of my hands to the knobs at either side of the top of the bed-frame. I now felt deliciously helpless and wonderfully turned on.
Next he fetched a leather cock-harness. This he tied perhaps a little more tightly than I would have preferred around the base of my rock-hard cock and aching balls. A metal clip on a D-ring underneath the harness was then clipped to the frame. All the time that he was preparing me he kept stroking me and fondling my bottom. It was incredibly sexy.
Now I know what you're thinking. The Golden Rules of bondage games. Only let yourself be tied up by someone you know really well and trust, who will respect your previously agreed limits and always have a safe word so that you can stop at any time. I know. But I don't very often get opportunities like this and I simply wasn't thinking. At least, not with my brain.
Then he fetched a ball-gag and started to strap it around my head. I muttered that I wasn't so sure about it, but he reassured me that it would be OK. Then he said: "And when I fuck your cute little arse I don't want you shouting out and waking up my lttle sister."
That got my attention. No wonder there was another bedroom. I was more than a little unsettled to think that we weren't alone, I can tell you, but my mind was quickly distracted by the way Dan starting kissing the back of my neck, massaging my shoulders and rubbing his hard cock up the crack of my bum.
Then his mobile 'phone rang with the sort of daft tune that you can't ignore. In a flash Dan had grabbed it and wandered out of the bedroom while he spoke to whoever it was. I expected him to cut the conversation as short as possible and get back to where he left off. Instead I heard him sounding more and more concerned about something.
Next he dashed back into the room and pulled on his jeans, trainers and a t-shirt. "I've got to dash. My boyfriend's in real trouble. Sorry lover." he said. Before I could even mumble in protest I heard him banging on the door of the room opposite and shouting "Lisa! Will you let my shag out for me, I've got to go." And with that I heard the front door slam.
Oh. My. God. My pulse was racing. Nothing happened for a few long moments. Then I heard a door slowly opening and someone walked into the room behind me. I turned to see a not especially attractive girl of about seventeen or eighteen with bright reddish-pink hair and a baggy old t-shirt that she'd presumably been sleeping in.
She peered at me for a moment with a bleary expression and then a broad mischeivious grin lit up her face. Lisa sidled over to me and took her time checking out the predicament I was in. She gave each of the wrist and ankle straps a tug to make sure that they were secure and she even tightened the strap of the ball gag by a notch. Then she gave the cock harness a tweak. I was still fully hard.
"Oh my." she said. "We are going to have some fun." I hoped she meant it. I've been with women in the past, and although I now consider myself gay I wasn't entirely averse to a bit of hetero action. She peaked over my shoulder and down at my still embarassingly rigid cock. She reached around and swatted it playfully. "I think perhaps that we'd better do something about that, don't you think?" she murmured. I gave her an imploring look.
"Bend over." She said. I did my best, it was a little difficult. The metal bed-frame was cold against my stomach. She seemed to grab something from beneath the bed and then she knelt down behind me. I felt her part my bum-cheeks with her thumbs and then she squirted something cold into the crack. I felt her slowly circling a finger around my hole, relaxing me. My cock was throbbing in anticipation. I felt her push two well-lubed fingers into my bum- hole as the other hand stroked my perineum and up to my balls still tightly bound in the harness.
"Oh, my boyfriend is going to love you. He likes a tight arsehole as much as he likes a tight pussy." For several moments her words didn't register in my brain. All I could think about was the sensations her fingers were causing in my bum and the shattering orgasm that was coming to me. A few seconds later I realised what she had said. The sudden wave of panic must have made my sphincter relax bacause Lisa managed to force a third finger into me.
She gave a chuckle. "That's right. Leon will be here any moment. He finishes at two. He's a bouncer. And he's always as randy as hell by the time he gets here."
Oh. My. God. My imagination raced with the thought of some seven foot tall bouncer built like Jonah Lomu. "We need to get you ready, though." Lisa continued. "Leon's quite a big boy. A lot bigger than this little thing," she gave ny cock a painful squeeze through the leather, "and he's quite impatient when he's not had any for a few days."
I wasn't sure if Lisa was just teasing me or not, but the thought of being fucked hard by some huge neanderthal was enough to increase my panic. As I felt the familiar tingling in the legs and churning of the stomach that I always get when I'm nervous I felt Lisa ram a fourth finger into me right up to the knuckles. The sensations were incredible but my mind was racing with trepidation. I wasn't sure that I could take any more, but Lisa was going at it with such energy I expected her to force her whole hand up to the wrist into my hole.
I never found out if she would have gone as far as fisting me. We heard the door of the flat being opened. I hoped for one tiny moment that it might be Dan. But a deep voice called out for Lisa. With a loud 'squelch' she pulled her fingers from my bum-hole and dashed out of the room. I heard the sound of kissing and then Lisa said "I've got a big surprise for you. Guess what Dan left for us to play with."
I felt the bedroom door swing wide behind me and I nervously looked over my shoulder. Leon wasn't as huge as I'd imagined. But he was six foot, muscular, black and staring at me with a look of surprise and delight.
Lisa virtually jumped up and down in excitement. "He's tight, just how you like it and I've lubed him up a bit. I'll fetch you a drink while you two get acquainted." she said and then skipped off down the hall.
Leon took off his jacket and t-shirt and strolled over to me. I felt his big powerful hands run over my shoulders, down my back and cup my bum-cheeks. Lisa reappeared with a bottle of beer for Leon and one for herself. He took a long swig and then walked round to the side of the bed where I could see him more easily.
Slowly he undressed in front of me. "This is perfect. I've got such a load saved up. And I'm gonna shoot it up your little white asshole. Then I can take my time with my woman." he said. He certainly had an impressive physique and his cock was quite a size. About eight inches and thick. Lisa got on the floor in front of him and sucked his semi-hard cock into her mouth. I could only watch as Leon enjoyed the look on my face and the blowjob that Lisa was giving him.
Before long she stopped and stood up. Leon's cock was now fully erect and looked enormous. Lisa gently stretched a condom over the bulbous head and rolled it lovingly down the shaft. Leon stepped behind me and I felt the tip nudge my hole. He leaned over to whisper in my ear. "Ever been fucked by a real man, fag boy?" he asked.
He bent me over the frame of the bed and I tried hard to relax the muscles in my bum. Despite the lube it still hurt a bit as he forced the head in and I gasped a little through the gag. Leon must have noticed my discomfort and he gave a little laugh. Slowly he pushed his full length into me, forcing me against the cold metal of the bed-frame. "Oh, Lisa baby. You were right." he murmured. "This little white pussy-boy is tight."
I hung my head as I endured the discomfort of his cock pushing deep into my insides. But Lisa lifted my head up and said: "C'mon pussyboy. You've got to take it all. That's what you wanted, wasn't it? A good fucking. Well Leon's bigger and better than my brother." She giggled and gulped down more beer.
Leon soon developed a steady rhythm. I could feel his pubic hair scratchinng against my smooth bum-cheeks and the impact of his heavy balls against the back of my legs each time he thrust into me. As he neared the end he leant over my back, breathing raggedly and bit painfully into my neck. I felt his cock jerk inside me and then he held it still for long moments, pushed to the hilt into me whilst his orgasm subsided.
His cock still felt large and stiff when he pulled it out of me. Despite the circumstances, I had to admit that it was a pretty good shag, although I hadn't come myself.
Leon and Lisa left the room then, leaving me sweating and exhausted. I heard them getting more drinks and then they went to Lisa's room to have sex. It took ages. All I could do was stand there and wait. I tried to get a bit of sleep bent over the bed frame but it was just too uncomfortable.
By the bedside alarm clock I could tell that it was nearly half past four when they eventually strolled back in, both naked, looking very pleased with themselves. They had some more drinks, vodka this time, I think.
Lisa took off my ball gag, which was an immense relief. Then Leon lay back on the bed and Lisa bent me over, pulled my head down and guided Leon's cock into my mouth. After tasting just the rubber of the gag for hours the taste of dried cum mixed with Lisa's pussy juices was quite appealing.
Leon just lay there with his hands behind his head whilst my lips and tongue coaxed his cock back to full hardness. Meanwhile Lisa was behind me again forcing lubed fingers up my behind. She seemed to be enjoying herself. It became mnore and more difficult to concentrate on pleasing Leon as she squeezed more fingers into me. She had actually managed to get four fingers and her thumb into my hole and was slowly trying to get her knuckle into me as well when Leon's breathing started to speed up as he got close to cumming. He grabbed my haed away from his cock and got up.
Lisa's busy fingers were immediately replaced by Leon's solid cockhead which he slid all the way into me with one firm push. Lisa then jumped on the bed, grabbed my neck and pulled me down so that my mouth was buried in her pussy. It was wet and smelled of cum. Not my most preferred position, but I knew what I had to do, so I dutifully started to lick and nibble her clit and probe as deeply as I could between her lips with my tongue.
Leon pressed his hips against my bum-cheeks. In this position I could feel his heavy balls pushing against mine that were still constricted by the leather straps of the harness. I felt wonderfully stretched by the size of his cock. As he started to thrust in and out the sensations were overwhelming.
It took him a lot longer to get close to coming this time. The whole bed was creaking and swaying and each thrust pushed my face deeper into Lisa's wet pussy. My harnessed cock was being pushed against the metal bed-frame and this gave me a stimulation of sorts. Eventually I felt my balls tighten and I squirted several jets of cum onto the bedsheets.
I don't think either Leon or Lisa even noticed. Leon kept pounding away and Lisa put her legs over my shoulders and squeezed my head between her thighs. She squealed a lot so perhaps she was having an orgasm. I'm not sure. Soon after that Leon came deep inside me with a shudder and a loud gasp.
After we had disentangled ourselves and got our breath back Lisa started to untie me whilst Leon was rifling through my discarded clothes. He found my membership card for one of the gay clubs. So now he knew my name. He also found my mobile 'phone. He dialled a number and his own 'phone rang. He glanced at it and said "So now I know your number. When I want some more boy-pussy I'll call you. And if you don't do as I say, I can find out where you live from my bouncer friends at the club."
I caught the look on Lisa's face. It seemed that she was a bit surprised that Leon might want to repeat the events of that night. But when she saw me looking at her she gave me a saucy and defiant grin. To be honest, despite all of the trepidation, I had enjoyed the excitement of the evening. This sort of thing had never happened to me before. I would willingly have agreed to have sex with Leon again. Or even both of them. But I guess that wouldn't work for Leon who had to show that he was entirely straight. He just took what he wanted from whatever hole was available.
I didn't have time to ponder any of this, though, because Lisa grabbed my shoes and clothes and chucked them out of the door to the flat. Then with a smack on my bare backside, still dripping lube, and the words "Out you go, pussy-boy." she slammed the door behind me. I didn't stand there stark naked on the cold concrete floor for very long. I struggled into my clothes and went home and slept.
My bum was a bit sore and my legs ached from standing for so long. But otherwise I was OK, and I'd had a more exciting night than I usually do, that's for sure. But I wasn't really sure if I wanted to see Leon or Lisa again. Or Dan for that matter.
Two nights later I didn't have any choice. But that's another story.
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