Summary: Asian office boy appears suddenly at the home of a male coworker. After entering and subduing his co-worker, the asian office boy ties him up and teaches him unusual uses for hot butter.
This is a GAY story! If you don't want to read gay stories then what are you doing here. Go AWAY. On the other hand if you like gay stories; you'll like this one.
Home From Work
by BoyBlue
Oh god am I glad to be home from work. What a day; the boss was a bitch, the waiteress at lunch was a bitch, the traffic was a bitch, life's a bitch. I think I'll build a fire in the fireplace. It's a little warm for a fire but it'll be so relaxing.
There that's better, now to sit back relax, a couple sips of some cool wine, and maybe do some light reading. There was one nice thing about work today. That new asian office boy Chad is really cute. Even though he's only been there a couple of week, I think I've already become hopelessly infatuated with him. What a sweet guy. So young and handsome and even though he's not very big; he looks like he has a solid body.
Jeez, look at this; the though of him has only just come to me and my cock is already as hard as a rock. Let's see is that new OG (Oriental Guys Magazine)around here somewhere. Ah, here it is. These asian guys are all so hot. They usually have such small weenies; I think that's so cute and so sweet. I wonder how big Chad's cock is? Judging from the way his pants fit I'd say he's carrying a pretty big load. Man, I can hardly stand to be close to him at work. Whenever he's close I can smell him and then my heart start to pound and I start getting a wet spot in the front of my pants. It's so embarassing, but it's worth it just to be close to him. God, he is so handsome with those dark mysterious eye, the big smile, and those incredibly cute buns. I can just picture him naked. Hard rippling muscles, smooth golden skin; he probably has very little body hair. I like that. Just thinking about it makes me want to lick his hairless body from head to toe. I wonder how much hair he has on his balls. I'd love to lick his balls, to suck on them, and roll them around in my mouth. I'll bet he tastes as good as smells. I can almost feel his skin on my tongue as I lick his crotch beneath his balls. I can feel the sliky smooth skin glide over my tongue as I lick his scrotum. I can taste the the sweet pungent musky sweat at the base of his cock as I start to lick my way up to ......
What? What! What was that? There's some one out there. It Chad. He's outside looking in my window. Apparently realizing I've seen him, I see his head disappear. I think, oh crap; what am I going to say to him at work tomorrow. Then I hear someone walking up my front steps. I run to the door and fling it open, and there's Chad standing with a devil of a smile on his face. I suddenly realize he's looking at my crotch, and realize at the same time that I'm standing there naked and erect. I just stand there stunned; somewhere between spellbound and a state of shock.
Suddenly he rushes forward and pushes me to the floor. God, he's really strong for a little guy. He twists my arm behind my back so hard I though it was going to fall off. Keeping a tight arm lock on me, pulls me to my feet and pushs me back into the bedroom. When we get to the bedroom, he pushs me down on the bed and binds my hands and feet with a nylon strap he's pulled from his jacket pocket. The he gets up and leaves the room. Man, this all happened so fast. I feel like I'm in some kind of surreal movie. It's definitely happening but it's all so unreal.
A minute or two later he came back in the room with somemore nylon strap and four screw hooks. He screwed two of the hooks into the ceiling and screwed each of the other two hooks into the floor. Then he picked me up from the bed and stood me under the ceiling hooks. He wrapped a strap around my bound hands and looped this strap through one of the ceiling hooks, and pulled my arms up behind my back 'til I could barely continue to stand and keep my balance. He then proceeded spread my legs wide and tie them to the floor hooks. Then tying a strap to each of my wrists and looping them through the ceiling hooks; he released the strap binding my wrists and lifted my arms spreading them wide above my head.
This is bazzare, to strange to even comprehend; what in the world is happening here. Just as I was trying to make some sense of all this, Chad turned and walked out of the room. Walk out of the room! This gets stranger by the minute. Was he going to leave me there, was this some stupid joke, is this guy some sweet looking psycho chainsaw axe murderer?
A couple of minutes later Chad returned to the room carrying a large cooking pan. Odd, strange, bazzare, wierd; I'm so confused. He walk around behind me and as he did I tried to turn my head to see what he was going to do. He lifted the pan up behind my head and started to pour it down over my shoulders. OH shit! ohh my god! It's butter; it's hot melted butter! While the major part of my brain and body went into a total psycho atomic panic attack; another little part of me way in the back of my brain realized that while it was hot melted butter and it did hurt, it wasn't really causing any damage. Sort of like the intense heat you feel when you first get into a hot tub. However, with the exception of the teeny tiny little piece fo me; the rest of me was in a total brain melt panic.
Probably because of the panic, my senses were as hyper as they could possibly be. I could feel this slow wave of overwhelming intensity as the hot butter oozed down my body. My awareness was drawn to it to the exclusion of all other sensory input. Nothing seemed to exist except that burning threshold of sensation as it migrated down my body. My body squirmed uncontrollaby as it tried to fight off the pain. But at the same time I was falling into it, falling into the sensation, falling deeper and deeper until the sensation consumed me, until it owned me, until it dominated my very being.
My awareness of the real world was next to nothing. Nothing existed except the pain and the image of Chad in my mind. Where he was in reality I don't know, but in my mind I saw him clearly. I saw him standing there in front of me, his legs spead wide and his fists on his hips. He was smiling, smiling at me, smiling that devil of a smile. His cock was standing out straight and hard; teasing me, taunting me, inviting me. God, I wanted it, my heart was aching for it, my lips were begging for it. I wanted to touch it, to hold it, to feel it's velvety smooth head as it touch my lips; I wanted to wrap my arms around it and hold it close to my chest and never let it go.
Hot butter ran down between my pectorals mingling with my chest hair and I could think of nothing but the sensation of Chads cock head in my mouth. Heat seared my nipples and my mouth cried to hold his cock. My body twisteds and slumped forward as tears welled up in my eyes. Fire ran down between my shoulder blades and clawed its way down my back. As the greasy pungent fire ran down into the crack of my ass and as the pain hit my asshole my whole body screamed for Chads cock. I wanted it, I wanted his cock, I wanted to have his cock, I wanted his cock to comsume me, my body wanted to be his cock, I wanted to be his cock; I wanted to spend the rest of my life safe and warm between Chads legs.
The smell of butter was nauseating; disgustingly inviting. I was aware of the hot butter running down into my pubic hair and as I felt it moving down onto my cock I opened my eyes in dreaded anticipation of it reaching the end of my cock. I was awe stuck as I looked down into Chads beautifully handsome face. He was kneeling between my legs with his mouth stretched open under my cock; and as the the first drop of fire ran to the tip of my cock, he reach up and caught it with his tongue. My body slumped and grew weak with desire. I felt his tongue starting to lick the butter off my balls. Licking the butter from my cock; and then sucking my cock, sucking the butter from my cock. He licked his way back down my cock and started lick betweeen my legs beneath my balls. Licking his way back, licking his way toward my ass.
I thought I was going to die. I thought I was going to die from erotic overload. With every touch, with every smell, with every taste I wanted him more. My need for him became like a hallucination. Even though it wasn't there, I could feel his cock in my mouth. I could feel the long hard shaft sliding over my tongue and the velvety head probing my mouth. As Chad licked my ass clean; my dream, my fantesy became more and more real. In reality, his tongue tease and probed my ass hole while in my mind his beautiful cock tease and probed my mouth.
I could feel Chad rubbing the head of his cock against my slippery asshole. He started to press harder and my ass did not resist. It invited him in; it begged him to enter. The sensation of that first long slide of his cock into me was like heaven. It seemed to go on forever, as if his cock was endless. When I finally felt his hips pressed up against mine, I came for the first time. The first time that day and as if it were the first time in my life. I have never known such ecstasy as this. I was so weak, and trembling I though I was dying and at the same time I felt as if I were finally alive for the first time in my life.
As Chad started slowly stroking his cock in my ass, I surendered to him completely. From that moment on this man owned me; I knew I was his for all eternity. He started to fuck harder, and as his body slammed against my ass; I could feel cum shot from my cock. But that sensation pale compare to the sensation of his beautiful cock stroking in my ass. I could hear his breating growing heavier. Now he had a hold of my hips and was slamming me back on to his cock. Harder and harder, faster and faster his body pounded into mine. Suddenly he had his arms around me, holding he tight as he moaned and rammed his cock into me with four or five last strokes. At that moment the universe disappeared, nothing existed accept that cock. My total sensory awareness was focused on that cock as it twitched and throbbed and pulsed as his hot cum shot into me. As his arms squeezed me tight, I could feel his cock moving in short gentle strokes as if he were trying to savor every last drop of sensation. As I felt the throbbing in his cock start to subside, I wanted to freeze that moment in time forever. I wanted no other moment in life more than I wanted this moment.
I felt Chads cock slowly coming out of my ass and my body started to tremble. The moment was slippping away. I started to panic. No! No! My minded screamed, it can't end! We have to stay this way! As the head of his cock slipped out of my ass, I started to cum again. With every blast of cum from my cock, a shock wave tore through my body. My knee buckled, and I just hung there like a rag doll. Chad release the straps from the ceiling hooks and I feel to my hands and knees. As he untied my feet, I wanted to get up and hold on to him. I wanted to keep him from getting away. But I couldn't. I was to weak to get up. As I collapsed on the floor I began to weep. River of tears flowed from my eye. And when the crying stop, I look around and realised he was gone.
I felt as if I were in a state of shock. I didn't know what was real and what wasn't. Had I just been through three hours of temporary insanity, or did this really happen. The way my body look and felt told me it was real, but it was all more than my mind could comprehend. I felt so desperately frightend and alone. The next day at work, I was a total wreak. My hands were shaking and my whole body was trembling. As I walked down the hall to my office, I saw Chad coming. I just stopped and stood there watching him come down the hall. He was very casual; as if it were just another day at the office. He walk up to me and said " Hey, you really look tired. You should learn to relax a little more. Have some fun every now and then. It will do wonders for you." Then he just stood there smiling. God, that smile. That smile made me ache inside. That smile, that devil of a smile.