The next time Eric came over to baby-sit Kyle, the younger boy was even more ready for his captor than he had been the previous time. Kyle loved to surprise Eric and Eric never failed to react with wondrous thrill at Kyle's imagination. Once again Eric was a few minutes late and Kyle had a little time to get ready between the time his mom left for work and Eric arrived.
Upon hearing the front door close behind his mom's exit, Kyle dashed off to his bedroom and opened his underwear drawer where he brought out a new animal skin loin cloth which he had made the day before. It was grey-brown fur on the outside and leather on the inside and Kyle had cut it and sewn it into the skimpiest of bikini shapes. The boy had had enough material left over for two furry ankle wraps, two furry bicep wraps, and a headband.
From the basement, Kyle had found some rope and cut three pieces, the longest of which was just over six feet long. On his nightstand next to his bed, Kyle cleared everything off and placed the following items: a bowl of ice cubes, a candle, a book of matches, and some clothes pins. After dressing the part, he got up on the bed and tied his ankles to the opposite ends of his footboard. Then with the longer length of rope, he made a loop with a lasso at each end, placed a wrist through each loop, tightened them down, and tossed it up and over his headboard. Now Kyle lay on his bed, his arms and legs spread out so that his body was in the shape of an "X," elbows and knees slightly bent, wearing only fur around his head, his biceps, his loins, and his ankles. On his bedroom door, he had stuck a sign which read, "The jungle boy in this room did not divulge the location of the lost city. Therefore, he must be tortured until he tells the secret."
When Kyle heard the front open and close, his arms and legs stiffened a bit, the fur around his loins coming to life ever so slightly. The doorknob began to turn and for a fleeting moment, Kyle hoped it was not his mom coming back having forgotten something! The boy's heart raced and then his expression broke into a mischevious grin when he saw Eric, wearing only a pair of gym shorts.
Eric couldn't help be smile in wonder! "You never cease to amaze me, boy! Gosh, look at you!"
Kyle was truly an awesome sight and looked very much the part of a captured jungle warrior. To Eric's delight, Kyle's stomach did indeed have that beautiful concave shape to it, the boy's bare chest puffed up in sensuous contrast. barely a hair could be seen in Kyle's armpits. His nipples, the size of nickels, were protruding nicely at their centers. Only the slightest peach fuzz was visible between Kyle's belly button and the furry waistband of his loin cloth. Eric couldn't help but spend some additional time gazing up and down Kyle's long, slender, relatively hairless legs and cute feet.
Having noticed the nightstand full of additional surprises, Eric said, "I'll torture you soon enough, boy. But right now I just want my desert." And with that Eric lowered his head and buried his face in the soft muscle of Kyle's stomach. Placing one hand on Kyle's chest and the other hand on Kyle's thigh, Eric moaned with delight, breathing in deep, savoring the scent of the boy's belly, rolling his face around, finally parting his lips to taste the younger boy's smooth skin. Slowly, very slowly, Eric began licking Kyle's now quivering stomach like a lollipop, biting with his lips and teeth from time to time, making wider and wider circles, gliding his tongue just under the waist band of Kyle's loin cloth and stopping to lightly chew on the boy's nipples, causing Kyle to whimper with pleasure. Eric licked all up and down Kyle's bare sides, across the boy's armpits, and up his arms to the fur around his biceps. Mounting Kyle across his pelvis, Eric placed his hands on the boy's chest, lowered his head, stretched his legs out over Kyle's, and sucked on his younger friend's neck and shoulders for the longest time, his hands caressing up the boy's arms until their fingers interlocked. Eric's erection ground into Kyle's, but each boy was careful not to cum just yet, to extend the foreplay, almost a torture in itself, for the the best was yet to come.
TO BE CONTINUED