Did you really think I was going to cock block you like that? Psh, I know I can be mean at times but not this time. It was too juicy to pass up writing. I hope you all enjoy ;-)
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I could tell from the way Kyle was holding my shirt that he wanted me. Not just my body but my heart, soul, and mind; everything. The way he was holding up against the door with such force emphasized the amount of lust he was experiencing at the moment. As Kyle leaned in to kiss me, I could feel his cock pressing up against my body, the thin leather shorts barely containing him.
With the lights out, the Halloween moon added an eerie mixture of luminosity to the room, it's gentle glow overflowing him to shine down upon me. Standing at the frame with my hands cuffed behind my back, I leaned in to kiss him, unable to do much else. In many aspects I was his captive tonight.
Kyle pulled back to look at me, the hunger for sex overwhelming his every action. Trying to contain himself, he started to unbutton my shirt, starting from the top. I tried to lean forward to kiss him but he stopped unbuttoning me and looked at me, a gaze in his eyes telling me to not move. "Chris, you've been a bad boy. Tonight you're going to be punished." It was complete sex talk but I began to wonder what all he was going to do to me.
"Oh please Officer Thompson. I'm sorry for what I did. I'll do anything to make it up." I lean back against the door in submission, cowering a little playfully. Kyle moved in again, driving me against the door for a second time, his tongue invading my mouth without a second's hesitation. It wasn't like I was really fighting it too much though as I did my best to keep him attached to me; every bite of his lips, every suck of his tongue an effort to further my 'punishment'.
If only I could use my hands right now, I would wrap them around him and never let him leave me. I would use the cuffs to enwrap him, forcing him to stay connected to me until I was done with HIM, not the other way around. It wasn't too often that we came across situations like these where one was strictly the top and the other the submissive slave, but tonight seemed to be forming that way. Not that I was complaining either...
Kyle dragged me away from the door, the grip he held on my collar almost flying me through the air. Tossing me onto his open bed, he stood over me like a cobra about to strike its helpless victim. Looking up at him with a sneer on my face, I snip up at him, forcing him to make the next move. "That all you got cop?"
Kyle pounced on me quickly, the full weight of his body falling down on my groin, the pressure of his cock against my body instantly turning me on tenfold. Not giving me a second to react, he flipped me over under him and undid the cuffs. 'Finally!' I thought to myself as I lay face first at the foot of his bed.
The freedom didn't last long though as he pulled my hands up to his desk legs, crossing them in the process. Looking up at the desk, I wonder in awe at what all he is doing, complete confusion overtaking my senses. If I didn't know any better, I would have said he had been plotting this out for a while.
Kyle kneeled over me as he flipped me back over, the picture becoming all clear to me at that moment, a slight unease overtaking me. I had never experienced BDSM or just bondage for that fact so the issue of me being tied up to his desk leg was a bit unnerving for me. Looking up at my wrists, I shake them for a second then glance back at Kyle. "You can't possibly be serious. You would be into bondage." I mock him which probably wasn't the best idea since I was the one being bound down.
Kyle moved down my body and rested on my legs, feeling up my thighs till he reached my groin. Quickly looking back at my cuffs, I try to undo them before Kyle could undress me but I couldn't work the release button. 'Really? Of all the times that playing with plastic cuffs, now is the time you fail at it Chris?' It was futile. I was going to be Kyle's pawn for the night. I might as well enjoy the ride.
Kyle undid my belt and slid it out of my pants very slowly; with one hand he pulled the leash, the other he stroked my ever growing cock. Writhing under the immense pleasure, I force Kyle to adjust his position. He moved closer to my groin, feeling up the top of my waist in the process. With my belt now completely free, he was able to unzip my pants and expose me for my manhood, my flesh monster fighting to take him on.
Kyle stopped teasing my lower section and moved back to my chest, finishing his mission to unclothe. With my shackles not giving me much leeway, I was really interested in what all he was going to do when he finally got my shirt open. He would have to release me to take it off and it would be at that point I would strike back. Watching him as he slipped each button from its clasp, I laid in wait for the moment, the tension in my body building with every second.
Both of our cocks were grown to their full potential at this point, the eroticism of the situation turning us both on. I knew from the way he was taking control over me that he was enjoying his time as the dominant one and from the way he looked at me, he knew I was getting a kick from being the reluctant submissive. He also knew I was plotting something against him, as much as I tried to hide it, it became too obvious for my own good.
Reaching the last opening, Kyle slithered the plastic circle through the loop and opened up my shirt, baring my naked chest to his glory. Leaning down to my naval area, he kissed slowly up to my belly button, then to the start of my abs, then to my breasts, each time pushing off the shirt to my arms. Reaching my neckline, Kyle leaned over to my ear and whispered seductively, "I bet you were thinking I was going to undo you to take off the shirt. Not tonight babe."
My eyes shot wide as I knew he intended to keep me tied up here for as long as he willed. "Kyle!" I moaned out in a cry, "Really??" Squirming around under him, I try to wrap my legs around his waist.
Kyle laid there in pleasure, taking in the moment that I was his captive. "You bet Chris. This is your punishment for making only one cup in beer pong. I expected better out of you. I'll just have to train you to shoot better." With a wink, he leaned up and broke my leg grasp, him resting square over my groin.
Moving his hands down to my cock, he starts to rub his penis and mine in unison, forcing the both of us to moan out at the same time. Stopping the tease, he moved his fingers up to his shirt and started to undo it, taking his time to watch me drool over him. It was like watching my Adonis shed his skin as he took off the tan fabric, it falling gracefully to the floor. He and I were now half naked. Now was the question of who he wanted to expose first, him or me?
Moving to the floor, he pulled off his pants and watched as I peered over at his groin, it, er him actually, standing a mere 6 inches from my face. under the short shorts were his skimpy briefs. I couldn't tell the brand in the light but I did notice that he was erect, the rod pulsating the fabric incrementally. Subconsciously my mouth began to water, the idea of wanting it becoming apparent to my conscious.
Kyle slid the briefs down and stood nude before me, his amazing body a wonder in my eyes. His cock was raised high, the moonlight giving a glorious shade to it on his door. Stepping ever so slightly forward, he inched closer and closer to my wet mouth, my swallowing of saliva a sign I was ready to give him a good blowjob.
As he rested his hands on my head, he pressed his own head inside my mouth, the crown sipping with precum. I really wish I had my hands right now, the want and will to stroke him as I sucked so natural to me this just felt weird. It tasted magnificent as he started to slowly thrust his hips in my direction, grunting and moaning from time to time.
With him in complete control over me, he pressed his penis deep into my throat, causing me to gag slightly. Letting up slightly, he tried again, this time more carefully. Tears of pain and pleasure started to fill the rim of my eyes as I deep-throated him, but thankfully not for long. Kyle knew my threshold and how far he could go before making me sick.
Wrapping my tongue around his cock inside my mouth, I made a good effort to outline his veins as best I could, the ribbed rod a good 6'5 staff to work. Each time I sucked it hard, my cheeks pressed firmly against it, an oral cavern for him to pump for pleasure.
My own body flexed under the pressure of what was going on, the twisting and contorting to make the blowjob easier making it slightly uncomfortable for my wrists. My cock was begging to be loose, the tenting in my pants obvious. Kyle moved his left hand to my pants and rubbed me as he thrust gently, each pound equating to a rub of my sheathed penis.
Popping out of my mouth, he moved away to his dresser and dug through the top drawer, giving me a sign of what was to come down the line. Pulling out a condom and lube, he shut the shelve and moved over to the bed. Crawling over my legs, he placed the products to the side and rubbed my legs again. After a few titillating strokes, Kyle moved to fiddle with the metal badge holding my pants together.
Looking down at him with wonder, I strained my neck to get a good look at the action that was happening south of the border. Leaning my head back, I close my eyes and try to imagine what was going on. It didn't take too much work as I visualized him unzipping my zipper and pulling down my pants, the cool dorm room air pressing against my legs as he climbed back up. With my eyes still closed, I could feel his musky breathe against my cock, the warm air heating my flesh, giving my lower region Goosebumps.
I couldn't take much more of it. Opening my eyes, I look down at him as he kisses my briefs, the new red 2EROS giving a good outline of my cock, all the way down to my veins. It was just as descript as his, even more in some cases. My balls were outlined as the elastic clung close to my body, every inch of tension outlining my naval area.
Pulling the slip down a little, Kyle released the crown of my controlled king to the world, kissing it as a sign of respect. I really wanted to blow my load right now but it was way too early. Doing all that I could to deflect my thoughts, I tried to wander them off to distant thoughts, thinking of everything from Frisbee to studying abroad to the beach. None of it worked however as Kyle brought me back, pulling more of my cock into his mouth as he drew down my underwear.
Unlike when I had to work to deep-throat him, Kyle had no trouble at all, shifting his head to make the entry easier for him. Going balls deep, Kyle applied full pressure to my flesh, popping off to reveal a red shaft. Licking his lips, he went down to kiss the area surrounding my cock, my slightly shaved pubic hair tickling him as the cock slid against his cheek. It took me a second to realize what he was doing but as he reached my sac, I felt him shift my ass into the air to expose me fully.
Sucking on my balls, he etched my taint with his right index finger. My hole puckered for him each time he slid the finger across it, almost begging entry. The sensation of what he was doing made me lean back and close my eyes, my nerves running crazy in my head. One finger was running against my taint, his mouth on my balls, and his other hand starting to stroke me. And here I was, a doll for him to play with and do as he pleased.
Resting my ass back on the bed, he stopped for a second to put on the condom, giving me a short reprieve to gather my thoughts. I knew the fucking was coming and I was ok with it. I actually wanted it, I wanted to feel him inside me. Tonight wasn't the night but I really wanted to go bareback with him. We had been boyfriends for long enough that I thought we were at that point. Next time, when I am able to top HIM.
With Kyle all wrapped up and ready to go, he leaned down and pulled me up again, prepping my ass for the pounding it was going to get. Before he pressed in with his cock though he pressed in with his tongue, rimming my muscles and helping to relax my ass. Feeling his saliva dribble down my anus, my pucker begged for more as he licked each inch repeatedly. I wanted more but I couldn't do much besides lie there, my legs up in the air.
The term for what he was going was driving me insane, it was almost a reverse deep-throat as he stuck his entire tongue into my hole, a good two inches of flicking helping to widen the crevasse. He was good at what he was doing and I was taking pleasure in it all, and I knew that in a few seconds, maybe a minute at most, he would be too.
Pulling out to nibble on my cheeks, he inserted his index finger to take over the job, the five inches doing a first-rate work to expand the muscles. By the time it came to actually fucking me, he was going to get a very relaxed ass, something so loose he will be able to pound it relentlessly. To try and fight back, I tightened what muscles I had left that he hadn't worked.
Taking the note, he pulled out and gripped my ass, looking at me then it then back at me. "Better my cock than my baton." He winked at me as he rubbed his cock up against my taint. Shaking my head at him, I waited for the impending pressure, the full girth of his glory burning right against me.
POP! I cried out in pain as he stuck it in faster than I had expected, faster than he had intended. "FUCK KYLE!" I shrilled out as I heaved and huffed to regain control of my pleasure points. "OH God it burns." With an apologetic look on his face, Kyle pulled it out slowly and applied more lube. Lathering up my hole in the process, he reinserting his finger in to rub against the canal.
Going for round two, Kyle pressed in slower this time, slipping his crown in then more of his shaft. Climbing over me, he adjusted his weight accordingly, making every shift he could to ease the pain and tension. Leaning down to kiss me, he pressed onto my lips with a force matching the entering of cock.
Returning my kiss, I nipped onto his gentle lips, grabbing on to return the pain he had inflicted upon me. Kyle pulled away, drawing out his lip in the process. Realizing that I had his lip under my control, the one thing I could control at the moment, he came back in for the kiss and fought for control of my mouth with his tongue.
During our entire bout over our oral cavities, I didn't realize that he had gone balls deep into me, the full length of shaft vibrating deep inside my body. It felt great as I shifted my senses to my lower region, tightening my ass muscles to constrict around his cock, making it harder for him to thrust downward. With each downward pump he did, I made it twice as hard to pull back up, in essence forcing him to keep the pulsating vein filled cock inside me.
Kyle moved to suck on my neck, then moved over to my left arm pits, the exposed armpit hair releasing a musky scent. Not actually kissing the hair, he nibbled around the indention. Pulling my ass further into the air, Kyle kissed up my arms, adoring my biceps in their strained positions. Not so much thrusting anymore as just enjoying the living conditions for which his cock has made home, he temporarily stops fucking me. Occasionally he would still add a little hump in here and there to keep me open but he was having more fun exploring my body, the different contortion a new sight for him.
What he did next caught me off guard. All this time I had been expecting him to finish inside me, the slight hope that he going to shoot his load down my ass filling my brain with erotic thoughts. Instead he pulled out and took off the condom, his time fucking me over. Did I do something wrong?
NOPE! After tossing the condom to the side, Kyle went down on me, humping me with deep intense strokes, each rub of our cocks together a sensational overload. It had been a while since we both finished through frotting, so to do this was nice. Widening my legs out, he slid up and down my body, adoring my cock with his chest, then his cock to mine. Grabbing my hands, he curled his fingers into mine and clenched tight.
Leaning in to kiss me passionately, Kyle took great satisfaction in the way he was treating my body, at first the pain and now the pleasure. With each massage of skin to skin, the friction brought us closer and closer to finishing. Kyle increased his tempo and I increased my hip thrusts, the only thing I could really do.
As the friction made our skin warmer and warmer, our groins lit up on fire, the nerves scattering as the naval region went numb, the cum spewing out onto our chests like a viscous overload of bodily fluid. Kyle kept thrusting, the cum working as lube for him, etching out more and more cum from our cocks.
Finally falling into submission, Kyle rested on top of me, the huffing dying down into a paused breathing pattern. Right as he began to flutter in and out of consciousness, I kissed his forehead. "Hey babe, think you could let me out?"
Murmuring quietly, he shook his head on my chest. "Nope... you're not going anywhere tonight." Lean back my head, I chucked slightly in amusement, then started to drift off as well. There was nothing I could do expect lie there with him, not that I would have left him anyways.
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Well now that was kinky wasn't it? I had never written a bondage scene but I think this one came across great. Let me know what you thought.
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