All the struggling had exhausted Max. It hadn't taken long to understand that Xander knew what he was doing, and the knots were secure: Max could tell that each time he pulled, they got just a tiny bit tighter. He was captured, and he wasn't going anywhere. His nips. They had gotten him into trouble. Still, if he WERE going to be forced to give up his ass:
Xander was hot, and his bulge.... When Xander came back in the bedroom, he didn't have a bulge. He was naked, and his dick shot out in front of him, long and hard. Max's eyes got wider and Xander laughed. "Like what you see big guy? " "mmmmmmmmmmmmph" Max didn't answer yes or no. He did like what he saw, but... Xander was gonna fuck him. He knew it. So far, the man had kept his promise: Max kept refusing but he didn't know how long he could keep that up. Even if Xander weren't periodically edging his cock, he'd probably be hard anyway.
Xander had put the clamps on Max's nipples five minutes before and now, as he walked in, Max expected that the next five minutes would involve edging. That was the sequence: clamps then edging, with Xander asking along the way "ready for my dick, stud?" or "you wanna get FUCKED handsome?" or something along those lines. Max had grunted out a 'no' and shook his head each time. Xander just laughed, and went on with his plan. This time, though, Xander took off the clamps, but didn't start working Max's cock. He stood over him, that beautiful dick out of reach to Max. "Why don't we give you a five minute break, stud? Get everything normalized. " He smiled and ran his hand over Max's torso. "I can't believe I've got you here like this. Anyway, I'll be back. Five minutes."
Max remembered that Xander had said that when he was ready to finish off playing with him and take his ass, he'd use clamps AND edge him at the same time. But he also said that he wasn't going to fuck Max unless he begged for it. Tied up as securely as he was, Max couldn't do anything to change the way things were: he didn't know what Xander was going to do, or how he was going to react. His ORIGINAL plan had been to resist all the way, but that last time, when Xander came in and he saw his cock...long, thin, and it looked like it could do some damage. Max could remember the last time he had taken dick: it was a while ago. He enjoyed topping more: especially the young red heads who couldn't seem to get enough of him. He had looked at Xander's body and wondered: if they had wrestled, who would've won? Yes, Xander had that solid, "built low" body, but Xander had quick movements, long arms, long legs, and as he was going to find out, could wrap them around Max and just sort of become a constricting snake in human form. All that aside, he wondered how the hell Xander had learned about his nipples: and if HE knew, who else did?
"So Max: wonder what's next?" Xander had walked into the bedroom. He was stroking his cock and he was smiling. Max saw he had the clamps in his hand. Xander eased himself on the bed, at Max's left side. His fingers circled Max's right nip. "I bet there's nothing you'd like more than to be untied and outta here" "MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMPH" Max shook his head yes and Xander laughed. "Not. Quite. Yet stud. Remember how I told you this was going to end?" Max whimpered and meekly shook his head. "Well, I think I can be... persuasive. Last chance." "mmmmmmmmmmmph," Max shook his head no. "Ok. Here goes...." Xander took the clamps and then Max noticed that these were not the same ones Xander had been using. "MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMPH!!!!!" They were more serious. Max had gotten somewhat used to the feel of the other ones, but these bit in hard. He tried to push them off, and Xander just flicked them, sending more waves of pleasure/pain through Max. "I thought we should finish big stud... Speaking of..." His hand took Max's cock, which had never gone fully soft since Xander had started playing with it, and began edging him slowly. VERY slowly. Every now and then, Xander reached up and pulled the chain on the clamps. At first, Max screamed but now... he was whimpering. "Give it up stud. You know you want it." Xander smiled and Max shook his head "no," but meekly. The second time Xander asked, he just whimpered and the third time... there were almost tears in Max's eyes when he shook his head yes. "Did I just see you say you're ready for cock, big Max?" Xander asked with a smile on his face. Max gave a week nod. "I'll take out the gag. I wanna hear you say it." He pulled it off Max, who whispered. "Please. You win. I give. You're the top. Top me. Fuck me. Please though... can you take these clamps off?" "Ho ho. For a big stud like you, absolutely. Getting your ass is all I really want, stud. " "Take it. You earned it. Take it. " Xander leaned down and gave Max a kiss. "That was noble. Admitting I won. Sweet." "You did. No denying it." Max pulled at the wrist restraints now. "But I'll win next time." Xander flashed a big grin. "THAT is a challenge I'll accept. But for now... I wanna take what's mine. A big stud like you isn't used to this so... you'll need some lube." "Yes. Please.." Max feared that the huge monster that was Xander's cock was going to be hard enough to take WITH lube. Without it... He had his eyes closed, and he heard Xander open a jar. Then he felt a greasy finger gently sliding into him. It felt good. The next moan was one of pleasure. Max felt his cock stiffen too. "OH, my big stud likes that. Maybe you can take two..." Xander slipped a second, greasy finger into Max. Max reacted by pushing down on Xander's fingers. "SONOFABITCH. Are you a closet bottom, stud?" "NO! I haven't been fucked in... I don't remember how long." "Well, time to get back to basics, handsome." Xander grabbed Max's ankles and hoisted his legs into the air. Max clenched his teeth. He began to wonder: was Xander going to tell anyone? If he did, he'd have to lie: he didn't want anyone to know that... he had given it up. Even more than that, he didn't want anyone to know HOW Xander had gotten him to give it up. "DAMN. This man is BEAUTIFUL" Xander was thinking as he began to slide his cock into Max's ass. "SO MUCH FUCKING HOTTER THAN SCHOOL." The lube made things easier. Xander knew he was taking an ass that hadn't been given up that often, and while he wanted to respect that, he was so overwhelmed with FINALLY having this man, he couldn't help himself. He RAMMED in. "OH FUCK YOU LIKE IT ROUGH!" Max yelped as Xander took him. "Hey, stud. My understanding is that when you take your boys, you tell them to shut up: YOU'RE in charge." Xander pushed harder. "Practice what you preach, muscle man." Xander had him again! How the hell did he know that much about him? It was true: more than one boy complained about how hard he had been taken when Max had fucked him, but they always came back for more. He felt Xander beginning to slide back and forth in his well lubed ass. Max was more than grateful that Xander HAD lubed him that well. It didn't hurt nearly as much as he thought it would and... every time Xander's cock slid by his prostate, he felt his cock get harder. "I bet you wanna cum really badly Max. Don't you?" Max didn't answer. He just gave a cry like a hungry cat. "Well, you can do that on your own. While you're here, you're MINE. GOT THAT MUSCLEBITCH?" Xander was losing it: he didn't want to let this man go. The thought: the thought of having him as an exclusive bottom. It was driving Xander nuts. he pumped, faster and faster, and then... BAM. He began to shoot deep into Max. Max had been holding his breath and now, he let it out. Part of him was thinking "Thank God it's over." The other part was thinking "That was AWESOME. Xander slipped his cock out of Max. He was smiling. "That was a great fuck," he slid his hand over Max's torso. "I'm gonna have a hard time letting you go stud because.. I KNOW I'm gonna wake up tomorrow and want ya again." Max looked at him. "This was a one time only event Xander. Never gonna happen again." Xander smiled as he loosened the restraints. "We'll see." After he got back to his own apartment that evening, Max blew a load bigger than one he had ever dumped in a ginger boy.
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx It was about three weeks later that Xander and Max crossed paths again. Not surprisingly, it was at Canyons. Max hadn't forgotten the night Xander had topped him, but he had moved back to his regular life: ginger boys and other slight, pretty men, usually sucking his cock, occasionally coming home where he'd screw them for a night. No commitments, no strings, no switching. And NO ONE touching his nipples. That lovely ginger boy Josh was there that night, and he had his arms around Max's middle, while Max had his arm around Josh's neck, whispering what he was gonna do to him later. That's what Xander saw when he walked in. Xander wasn't as much of a regular as Max was, and he usually came in with a group, rather than alone. He was there because... he was looking for Max. Xander had not moved past that one night the way Max had, because Xander had never intended it to be "one night only." His plan was to flip Max PERMANENTLY: make him his live in bottom and bitch sub. That first night had proven to him: he could. Max might have been reluctant, but once Xander had begun "persuading" him, he had come around. Xander smiled every time he remembered Max say that he gave up, that Xander was the top, and that he wanted Xander to fuck him. He did more than smile.... and he wanted more.
Josh saw Xander before Max did. He began to squirm in Max's grip and Max stopped talking to the other top he was chatting . "Hey. Calm down boy. You squirm like that on my dick, there's gonna be problems." "Sir.. Sir Max. Someone's here who... well, I know." "Well, you're with me, so who cares?" "Sir, I..." Max turned around and he saw Xander. "Calm down, big guy, calm down, " he told himself. Xander walked up, smiling. "How's it going?" Xander was congenial. "Doing well, Xander. You know josh here?" Xander smiled. "Sure do. " "Wanna share him sometime?" Xander saw the fear in Josh's eyes. Josh didn't want Max to know what he had told Xander. "Josh is cute but ya know what Max... I don't share." "Ha ha. I don't either. Just being polite. " "Hey, Josh, if ya don't mind, I just wanted to chat up Max a bit in private." "YES SIR XANDER. YES SIR." Josh ran off as fast as he could. Max frowned. "You just scared my trick away." "Well I had my reasons." He lowered his voice. "You look good Max, but that black t shirt... not much insulation." Max looked at Xander. "Not much insulation from what?" At that, Xander smiled. "Three guesses. Here's a hint. Fingers." "COME ON. NOT AGAIN!" "Oh yeah, stud. Oh yeah. I havent' stopped wanting you again since that night and... so here's the deal: you're coming back with me or else..." Xander grinned "I will get my fingers on those nips here, in front of everyone, and everyone will know that I'm the man who can get that wrist band from your left arm to your right one." Max stuttered. "You'd.. you'd do it too. You'd make me wear it on my right arm in here." "Maybe...." Xander smiled. "Look, I'm trying to make this easy for you Max. Neither one of us wants a scene in the bar, but... " and he grinned "ya have to leave SOMETIME and when you do, these 38 inch arms... they're gonna be ready to just wrap around you and...." Max began to remember how Xander had worked his nipples: how hard he was and his orgasm afterward...." "I guess you're telling me that I don't have any choice." "Your only choice is how long you put it off Max, because you ARE coming home with me. " "Don't be so sure." Xander just smiled. "Put your hands behind your back, Max." "FUCK YOU." "You want the rough clamps all night stud? Put em behind your back." Max felt trapped, because he was. He knew that Xander would wait for him. If he succeeded in jumping Max, he'd get his nipples and Max'd be done. Or if he got them in the bar... THAT would be a disaster for his reputation. A big sigh came out of Max. "Ok. Let's go. I'll go home with you but..." "You don't wanna put your hands behind your back." Max looked almost pained. "No. Please. Not here." Xander laughed. "You ever suck dick Max?" "A few times. A long time ago." "It's like riding a bike. You don't forget. You'll see. There's a blowjob in my future, and you don't have to put your hands behind your back." "DAMN. I don't know why I give in to you fucker!" "I don't give you any choice. That's why."
A half hour later they were back at Xander's house. Max was tied up in a chair, hands behind him. Xander had gagged him with a ball gag, and in an act to let Max know what his role was, he had taken Max's left arm band and moved it to his right arm. Then he put a blindfold on the muscular captive. Fingers began probing Max's nipples through his t shirt. "OOOOH, stud.. The fun we are going to have tonight." Xander began thinking about how he was going to eventually break this man and make him his bitch.