Doing Some New Stuff
Chapter Two: I need that Ass!
By Wade Wright
As Ron and Kyle slowly walked beside Butch, as he shuffled across the floor with his ankles chained together, more comments were made by the 20 or 25 other patrons that were now simply the envious audience.
"I have wanted to be with either one of those guys for years now, and I guess I just don't have what it takes! Damn man, I wish like fuck I was that kid tonight! I'd take either one of them, and he gets both! Shit!"
Another comment slightly stated, yet very quietly and yet very enviously stated was, "I've seen that Kyle's rod one night when Ron made him take it out so he could suck on it in here, and ever since then, the only thing I ever dream of is, getting my chance. I hope like hell that kid knows how to swallow big dicks if he's going to go for that big black one! It'll choke the hell out of him!"
"A friend of mine got to go home with them and visit their basement once. I've hated him ever since! No, really he's a nice guy, but I've always wondered just why he got to, and I'm the one that knew 'em first! He's not that damn hot! Not fair, man not fair!"
"That kid is not going to be the same guy tomorrow, or whenever they let him go! He's sure looking young and timid tonight, but I'll bet after they have their fun with him, and teach him a few things, I'll bet he don't look so timid any more!"
"I wonder just how long it's going to be before we see either one of them or that kid again. I don't know if it's really true or not, but I heard they had one guy down in their basement for five days. He told them that he was on vacation that week, and they just kept him tied up and caged up for the entire five days! I've always wondered if that was true or not, but everybody that seems to know anything about it, claims that it was true. They said it was some young kid out here from Boston."
"I'm fifty years old. I've been in the leather scene for twenty three years, and during all of that time, I've never gotten to have the time with two hot leather guys like that kid is headed for tonight! Damn man! Why some little kid that's not even wearing any leather? Shit man, ----not fair!"
Another comment made by a number of guys that were up closer to the action commented, "Hey did you see the front of that kid? Did you see his briefs? Looked like there was more than just a little kid's dick in there, and I don't think if was even hard yet!"
Suddenly the entire bar's attention was switched, as the loud speaker came on, and Kenny said, "OK guys! Time for us to all quit crying in our spilled milk. The kid scored tonight, and we're still here. Let's all cheer up. Cocksucker Shots are on the house!"
After getting Butch out to the side of their truck, Ron questioned the advisability of leaving Butch's car sitting in the parking lot over night and during the next day, and with Butch's agreement, they decided to have Kyle take it out to the farm. They decided that Butch would ride with Ron, in the truck, and Kyle would follow in Butch's car.
Butch was still wrist bound with the leather wrist restraints and their chain, but the two hot hunks had taken his ankle chain loose so that he could step up in the truck. After driving around the corner and to the parking lot, Butch pointed out which car was his, Kyle retrieved the car keys from the canvas bag and Butch's pants pocket and got out of the truck. "I'll see you guys at the house!" Kyle stated as he closed the truck door.
Before moving the truck, and while waiting for Kyle to get Butch's car unlocked, Ron removed his snap-on cod piece that was hiding his cock, and he told Butch, "OK Butch, now that we have a little more room here on the truck seat, you lay your head down right here in the middle of my crotch and you start licking on me while we head for the house."
The drive out to the farm house was only about a 10 or 15 minute drive, and during that time, Butch had been totally successful in getting Ron excited enough with his tonguing and his licking, that when they pulled into the driveway, Ron was now supporting a full 8" boner, and Butch was letting him know that he was an experienced cock sucker.
Ron parked the truck and turned the lights off. Kyle pulled up behind the truck in Butch's car, got out locked it up, and walked up to the driver's side of the truck. Ron had rolled the window down. Looking out at Kyle, he said, "Well look at this man! We definitely did bring home a real cock sucker. He is taking that thing like he is a true pro. I told him to lay down on it when you got out and got into his car, and he knew immediately how to get it hard and stiff. He might have been playing with what he calls, the wrong kind of guys, but he sure has learned from them of how to suck a cock! Let's get him inside and start having some fun."
With that statement, Ron indicated to Butch to pull off and get ready to get out of the truck.
As Butch sat up, Kyle, still standing at the driver's side window, remarked, well almost screamed, "Shit man! Ron look at that boner of his sticking out there! Crap man, he must have one hell of a real dick in there!"
Butch had gotten a major hard-on while licking and sucking on Ron, and although he did still have his black briefs on, he was now supporting a major, major tent!
"Crap man!" Ron exclaimed as he turned and saw what Kyle was referring to. "Shit man, how damn big is that?" Ron immediately reached over and grabbed hold of Butch's cock and continued, "Crap man, let's get this guy in the house! I've got to see this thing!"
Kyle immediately went around to the passenger side of the truck and opened the door so that Butch could get out. This being the first time that Butch had actually had his head up above the window level, he was relieved to see that the house was definitely out in the country, and knowing that he only had some rather skimpy briefs on, well plus his leather restraints, he was relieved to know that nobody else would be seeing him. Not that it really mattered to him too much though. Nobody around there knew him, and his thinking was, if they were walking him into the house shackled and almost naked, he assumed he probably was not the first one.
Ron came around to the passenger side of the truck, and after Butch got his feet on the ground, Kyle refastened the ankle chains, and both men then slowly escorted Butch toward the house. Both men kept looking down at Butch's crotch in amassment at how pronounced the front of Butch's briefs was standing out! Kyle simply could not stand the suspense any longer. He reached over with his left hand and slid it down and into Butch's briefs. With a slight tug, he pulled the briefs off of Butch's hard-on, and a nine inch cock, about an inch and a half wide came flying out!
"Shit man, holy shit man!" Ron exclaimed as Butch's manhood became available and visible. Crap man, his fucking dick is bigger than mine! Butch you SOB, you are hung like a fucking horse!"
Butch simply got that much more excited and horny as he now had absolutely one of the hottest men he had ever talked to, exclaiming how his cock, was bigger than his own, and how it was like a horse's cock. This language was definitely turning Butch on, and in a big way!
Kyle continued to grab it and slap it back and forth, realizing that Butch was getting really turned on with what was now happening outside, even before they got into the house! "Look at that damn thing man! Ron he might look like some young kid, but he is hangin bigger than most of the guys that hang out at the Leather Man."
Then looking at Butch, Kyle asked. "Hey kid, we never did ask. Just how old are you? You are legal age, I hope! I mean, you were buying beer, I do assume you are at least 21 right?"
"I'm 22 right now, but will be 23 in about a month."
"Oh OK. Just wondering. We knew you were pretty young, but after we started talking to you, I guess maybe you started getting us all excited about how you were wanting to do some new stuff with some guys like us, and hell,-we just never got back to finding out too much else about you! I know you did tell us that you don't get fucked too much, and now I sure as the hell know why! Anytime some guy is with you, I'm sure he's a hell of a lot more interested in getting your dick up his ass, than he is of fucking your ass."
Once again another photo op for any gay mag, if and only if, they had been there! A sight any man of even a slight leather interest would have paid big money for! The two hot muscular leather men, still fully dressed in their extremely tight, shinny, leather chaps, ---hugging their muscular legs like the shrink wrap on a package of meat in the meat department, ---Ron's rod flying free since he removed his cod piece so that Butch could lick and suck on it, their bare asses hanging out, one, a beautiful dark skinned white ass, just almost outlined in an ever so slightly visible fur, and the other firm, muscular, beautiful dark mahogany, fully exposed and so damn kissable. And then of course the back-hugging vests, on each man, one on each side that were carefully escorting the smaller, younger man, with his wrist restrained, his ankles restrained and attempting to walk with the chains on his ankles, his briefs pulled down, and of course his bare butt completely out and now sucking wind! The three made it carefully to the base of the front porch steps, and on the count of three, the two muscle men lifted and carried Butch to the top of the stairs, and re-sat him down there. All three men went into the house.
Letting Butch just stand there for a moment, Kyle and Ron turned some lights on, petted two German Shepherds and let them out the door, and then Ron turned to Butch and asked him when the last time was that he had eaten. Butch explained that he had eaten just before he had gone into the Leather Man bar, which was about 7:30. With the time now being about 9:30, Ron asked, "I assume, you're not too hungry right now then, right?"
"No I'm not really! Thank you though Sir!" Butch replied.
Kyle looked at Ron, Ron looked at Kyle and Kyle was the one that finally made a positive comment about how that young man does recognize and remember his place and his proper roll of how to address them. Ron and Kyle were both very pleased that Butch had included the "Sir"!
Ron guided Butch to a kitchen chair and had him sit down. Once he was seated, Ron then unfastened the ankle chain and finished removing Butch's briefs. "God man! Kyle his dick is still as stiff and as hard as a fucking railroad track!"
Immediately after making that statement, Ron then suddenly took advantage of the young, oversized, dick that was staring him in the face. With one very smooth, yet forceful, movement, Ron completely took the entire length of Butch's dick and as he pulled back off, he simply said, with enthusiasm, "Damn man, what a fucking dick! My God man! With a dick that size I'm surprised nobody has gotten you into making porn films. Hell man, some young kid like you with a dick like that, that's got to be a hit in the porno industry! Don't you think Kyle?"
"Yea--I agree! Not too many young kids like him out there running around with a dick that size! Shit man, he's bad stuff for us black guys! I'm not so sure we need to let everybody around here know that some little white kid has got a dick hanging on him that is bigger than most of the black ones. That's bad for our reputation, you know!"
"Yes----like you've got anything to worry about man!
After the joking around about the size of Butch's meat as compared to the size of the normal black ones, Butch looked at Kyle and did ask, "Sir, I would like to see your dick! May I see it?"
With that comment and question, Kyle very obligingly removed his snap-on cod piece and let the entire thing fall forward. Even soft, it measured more than five inches long.
"Oh shit man,-Oh shit!' Butch exclaimed as he took a very deep breath! "Oh god man, how big does it get?"
Standing rather proudly, as a man such as Kyle should, he replied, "Just slightly over eleven inches when I've got it good and hard, and just a little more than six and a half inches around. I'm referred to in our little group as the fister, that doesn't use a fist, but rather his dick."
"Oh my god, I'd guess so! I suppose it's kind of stupid for me to ask if you are planning on fucking me with that, right?"
"Yea right! You told us that you wanted to do some new stuff, and that is one of the new stuff! OK?"
"Yes Sir, yes Sir! Sir, I know damn well it is going to rip my ass when you use that on me, but I decided when I came to town that I had to try and be man enough to take whatever happens to me. It's taken me a long time to finally do this, and I know I might be getting into some stuff that I did not count on, but you guys promised that you wouldn't hurt me any right?"
"Hey, -remember back,-we promised that we would not harm you any, but we didn't promise that we wouldn't hurt you any. We told you that yes-- you are going to feel some hurt, but the kind that you are glad for. Remember?"
"Oh yes Sir, I do! I didn't say that right! I assume that one of the times when I am going to hurt is when you fuck me with that dick, right?"
"Right! Right you are man! I'll go slow and easy getting it up in you at first, so that you know it fits alright, but still and yet, it will hurt. When the head of that goes up in you, you are going to feel like you are shitting out some big Idaho potato."
"Hey Butch, " Ron rather interrupted as he had a question. "A minute ago you referred to, coming to town. Where do you live, and what do you do?"
"Oh I live up in Middleberg, and I just finished my first year of teaching in the Junior High. I grew up there, and after I graduated, I got a teaching job there. So anyway, I'm kind of back home again. I'm not living with my parents though. I found an apartment over a guy's garage."
"Over a guy's garage? Married guy? Single guy?"
"He's a single guy. Truck driver. He drives big 18 wheelers across country, so when he's gone out of town, I kind of take care of the place for him."
"How old of a guy is he?"
"He's 41, why?"
"What does he look like? Is he tall and maybe about 6 foot two, with a real receding hair line?"
"Yea, I'd say at least that tall, why do you think you know him, or something?"
"Yea---is his name, by any chance, Stan?
"Yea, it's Stan Underwood. You know him?"
With Ron looking at Kyle, and Kyle looking back at Ron, Ron then answered, "Yea, yea we know Stan, don't we Kyle?!"
Kyle definitely grinned and replied, "Yea we do! What a fucking funny world!"
"Butch, how well do you know Stan?" Ron asked.
"Well, just,-kind of a little, I guess! He bought the old Smaller family place while I was at State U, and then when I went back home, that's when he had that apartment all fixed up and ready to rent. So anyway, that's when I met him, but he's on the road so much, I don't see him too often. Why? How do you guys know him?"
"He's one of our old tricks, or maybe I should say playmates. He used to live here, and we heard he moved to Middleberg, but we didn't know for sure. We lost track of him. Damn man, what a weird coincidence! Hey tell me,--does he wear his leather around Middleberg? He's hot in leather!"
"No, I guess not. He's usually just got Levi's on when he's around there. Wait-hey wait---! I was in his house once, just before he was headed out on the road for a ten day out, and he had leather laying there on his chair. I didn't think anything about it at the time, it was starting to get cold out, so I figured, hey a winter coat, but you know I think there was more there than just a coat. Does he wear chaps?"
"Oh yes he does! He is hot as hell in his chaps! Well Butch, I guess when you get home, you will have some deciding to do, if you want to tell him or not that you met us! That will turn out to be interesting won't it?"
"Uhh------yea! I rather have to assume that you are telling me that he is gay? I mean, uhhhh, if he used to be one of your playmates, than I guess he is gay, right?"
"Well Butch, all I can say is, if he's straight, he sure can suck a cock very well, for a straight guy! Definitely knows how to suck a cock!"
Kyle was still standing there, dick fully out, during this rather interesting interchange of information, and even though his hands were chained together, Butch had managed to reach up and with both hands, rub it and start getting it excited. He looked up at Kyle as if to look for approval, ---did receive it with a big grin, and Butch then bent over and sucked it into his mouth. Almost immediately it became enormous! Butch sucked on as much of it as he could manage to get into his mouth, and Kyle did encourage any and all actions on it by taking Butch's head in his hands and guiding it backwards and forwards so that he could enjoy the warmth of Butch's mouth surrounding it, and the sucking action that Butch was displaying to his new, exciting, muscular and butch leather buddy!
After allowing Butch to enjoy the emotions of having that enormous big black dick down into his throat as far as possible, Ron said, "Hey Kyle. Everything up he is pretty well taken care of for now. I think it is time to let Butch see what the basement has in store for him. Don't you think?"
Stepping back and pulling about nine inches of his dick out of Butch's mouth, Kyle agreed that getting Butch down to the basement was definitely the thing to do!
"The way he is sucking on me up here, just sitting there at the table is enough to make me want to see just what he can do if he's in the right position where he can really get to it. And, --that ass-yea that ass! I need that ass! Yea come on guys, lets go to the basement!"