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Written By
David Spowart
And edited by
J Matlock
"It Started with a Kiss"
Part 2
Simon couldn't get the experience of Mark out of his head; he continued telling his story to his best friend, and she sat wondering if she really knew Simon at all.
"I mean, that kiss, fuck it was electric. The way he talked; his voice, it just melted me.
3 months earlier, back in the sex club...
"Come on, let's shower and I'll take you home" Mark commanded, and Simon followed.
Mark stepped into the shower and instructed Simon to clean his body, and Simon complied. "You like my body, don't you?" Mark asked, but not as a question. He knew the answer.
Simons POV
I washed Mark from top to bottom, and the surprising thing to me, was, I wanted to do it. He had a defined, god like six pack; no fat, not a trace.
"You will worship my body. The things this body can do for you, Simon, will blow your mind. But, remember this, its sex, not love. No romantic dinners, no secret meeting places for a kiss. I fuck, pure and simple" Mark reminded me.
"Now dry me" he added.
I dried him off slowly and tenderly, and then myself. I dressed, and so did Mark. He unlocked the door and I followed him out.
"Drink?" he asked, and I nodded.
We had a bottle of Bud each, then we left the club; the sex club, the fuck club, the drive me wild club.
He hailed a taxi and he took me home. As I was about to climb out of the taxi, he handed me his card. "Call me tomorrow, and we will arrange a play date" he said, closing the door before I had a chance to respond.
"His fucking play room" I thought to myself. How very Christian Grey, I snickered to myself.
The following day I called and arranged to meet at his place. I finished work just after four, and he finished after five. I was waiting outside of the address he gave me for a couple of minutes when an Aston Martin pulled into the driveway beside the house.
"Hey" Mark said, climbing out of the car.
"Hey" I replied, looking at the guy that rocked my soul less than 16 hours earlier.
He opened the door and I followed him inside. We climbed a set of steps into a media room. A huge flat screen TV hung on the wall. and he flicked a switch and a fire sprang out of the fireplace under the TV.
"Nice home" I complimented.
"I like it" he replied.
"Follow me" he insisted, and we walked down the hall and he unlocked a door and walked downstairs. He flipped a light on and we were in a cellar; nothing special, old smell and a few boxes scattered about.
He lifted up a panel on the wall and a hidden door opened. He walked in and I followed. At the end of this hidden room was an array of sexual devices; some clamps, cables, and some dildos. Beads and whips, some canes, and a fuck machine, mounted on a thick wooden table placed in a pit; a water pit.
On a second wall I noticed restraints and clothes pegs. What the fuck, Grey has nothing on Mark. He had a spreader bar, and a sling hung next to the fuck machine.
"Nothing is here to hurt, only stimulate" Mark said, as he stripped down to his boxers. "Take your clothes off" he demanded, and I didn't hesitate. His voice had me hard, his words stimulated me.
He could see my arousal. "Nice, come here" he instructed, and I did. He lifted me onto a padded bench and dropped to his knees. He licked at the material covering my length, savouring the taste of my precum that was leaking into it.
"Mmm, tastes good" Mark moaned. He had me close before we had even started. "I'm going to drive you crazy, Simon. I am going to watch you as my fuck machine push all your buttons. I have it on a remote, and the depths it goes and the speed it does it in, are all under my control; and, of course, the length of time for which I let it go" he smirked, as he saw me squirm.
"You clean?" he asked, and I didn't hear what he asked, so he repeated himself in a sterner voice.
"I asked if you were clean; don't fucking make me repeat myself" he yelled.
"Yes...yes sir, I am clean" I repeated, a little scared.
"Good. Climb up onto the table. I'll suck you off a little later" he added.
I was on all fours as he poked my ass. "Relax a little" he said, as he pushed a finger into me. "Ohhh" I moaned, as he pushed in deep. He added a second, and then pulled them out. He grabbed a bottle of slick, with a dildo attached, and pushed it into me; squeezing lube into me like he was filling his gas tank.
"Ohhh, Fuck!!!!" I moaned, as he fucked me with it.
"Oh, dear, dear, Simon, this is nothing; just wait a second" he snickered, as he pulled the intruder from my ass. He manoeuvred the fuck machine to the bench and switched it on. It sounded very powerful. I watched as he attached a large dildo to it and slicked it up with more lube.
"Here we go, Simon" he said, as he brought the machine to my ass. With the remote in his hand, he pushed the dildo deep into me. He moved the machine close so it would not come out of my ass when he took overall control.
"Ohhhh Fuck!!!!!" I remonstrated, my eyes vanishing into my head as the stimulation was overwhelming me
He went back to the bench and pressed the remote, and the sensation that powered through my body had me shaking. He speeded up the penetration, like a train speeding out of a station and into a tunnel; which, thinking about it, was quite apt.
"Ready for more?" he asked, as the dildo slid deeper and faster, and with more force than I thought I could take.
"Oh, I'm sure we can speed it up just a little more" he smirked, as the full nine inches was powering into me, and I was panting. I was spent, and he knew it. He didn't slow down, and he powered into me, deeper. I could feel it heating up. He stood and moved over to me, his cock dripping and eager to take over; but he wasn't ready for me just yet. He removed the dildo from my ass and fixed a thicker one to the machine. This was all of 12 inches, and a good 8 around.
He again placed it at the entrance to my hole and pushed it in. It was tight, but more lube and a good sniff of a poppers relaxed my ass just a little.
"This one will make you blow your load" he proclaimed.
He went back and sat down. He began to stroke himself as he pressed the remote to start power fucking my ass. I became dizzy; I mean, I saw stars in front of my eyes as this thick snake slid in and out of me.
"Ohhhhhhhh Fuck!!!!!!!!!!!" I yelled as my ass was being reamed out.
Mark stood up and walked over to me. He lifted my sweating brow and pushed his cock between my lips. He started to fuck my mouth as my ass was being reamed by a huge fucking dildo. My whole body was a quivering mess; but the taste of Mark on my tongue had me eager for more.
"Does that feel good, Simon?" he asked, and I had no energy to answer. "Yeah, well fucked, that is how I like my play mates; well fucked and exhausted" he added, as he ploughed down my throat.
The taste of cum on my tongue told me that Mark had blown his load. I, at this point, was deaf to anything. I was in a sensory overload. I could taste everything, but hear nothing. My vision was blurred as the dildo did its job. I was close to collapsing, and Mark knew it. He pulled the machine out of me. My ass was gaping. He moved behind me, covered his hand with lube and began to massage my hole.
It was a cool touch, but the more he played, the more I relaxed; and, before I knew what was happening, I could see in the mirror that Mark had his hand deep in my ass. He was fisting me. I could see most of his lower arm vanish inside of me, and I could also see his cock responding, as was mine.
He slid deep and pulled out, and pushed back in, hard and fast. His machine had done its job; opened me wide and made ready for Mark to play with my body. I am ashamed to admit it, but it did feel good. I had never had a cock the size of Mark's until last night; now I am taking a 12 inch dildo and experiencing a man's arm fucking me.
He slowly, and agonisingly and extreme pleasurably withdrew his hand and arm from my ass. The emptiness was unwelcomed.
"Get off the bench" he instructed, and as I did, my legs began to buckle. I had no energy to keep me upright. He looked at me as though I was failing his test.
"You need to stop?" he asked.
"No, just a little woozy" I replied.
"Good, follow me" he said, and I did. He pulled down some clamps, some straps, and the spreader bar. He retrieved some locks from a drawer, and some other stuff I could not make out. "Climb up onto this bench, its cushioned" he added, and I nodded.
"It's a bit easier on the knees" he went on. He attached a buckled clamp to each of my ankles and wrists. He ran straps through each clamp and attached them to the loops on each corner of the bench. He again stuffed a large dildo into my more than eager ass. "Ohhhhhh Fuck!!!" I moaned in pleasure.
He secured each clamp with a lock and attached the spreader bar to my ankles. "This will keep you very ready for me" he smirked, and I could see his now rampant cock once again dripping precum onto the concrete floor.
He opened the spreader bar to the maximum, and I was stretched wide open. He again manoeuvred his fuck machine in place, attached a larger dildo to it, and again filled my open well penetrated ass with more lube.
He pushed the machined dildo into me, and it sent my eyes back into my skull. He pressed the button and began to speed it up. He just threw the remote onto the chair he had sat in earlier, as he power fucked me with the contraption and just kept lubing up the length, driving me crazy with lust and want and need.
He then started to stroke his cock in front of my lips and then pressed his substantial growth into my mouth. The taste was like heaven; his precum was like it was sent by God, himself.
"Yeah, nurse on it, bitch" he yelled, as he pushed deep into my throat. He began to fuck my throat, in earnest. I was like Linda Lovelace, being used for Mark's pleasure, and I loved it. My ass now was sending signals to my balls, and I hadn't noticed that I had blown a load onto the bench. I have been feeling orgasmic ever since he pushed the intruder into me; the welcomed intruder into me.
He, with haste, went around to the back of me and removed the dildo and replaced it with his length. He ploughed hard, fast, and deep. He power fucked the very breath from my body. "Oh, you feel so fucking hot around my cock" he yelled, as he again hammered home his orgasm.
"Ohhhhh Fuck!!!!!!!!!" we both came again. Me, for what number, I couldn't tell; but I knew it was his third.
After a short time, he removed the clamps and straps from my ankles and wrists. He rubbed some sort of oil over the marks on my wrists, as well as my ankles. He also knew I had a day off from my tuition the following day. He dipped a butt plug into a lotion and pushed it into me.
"Keep that in. Only take it out to take a shit; then clean up and push it back inside" he informed me.
"Simon, this was just a taste. I gave you relief today; tomorrow you will have to wait for it. You will cum when and only when I allow it. Tomorrow you will know the true meaning of BDSM" he informed me.
I cleaned myself up and dressed; he just sat and watched me as I did this.
"You can stay in my guest room if you like" he added.
"What, not with you?" I said, sounding like a love torn school girl.
"Simon, I told you I do not do romance; too complicated. I fuck, I play, and I fuck again; you like me to fuck you, don't you" he asked, and I nodded.
"As long as you know your role in all of this, we will get on fine" Mark added. He more or less just told me I was a fuck toy; and I should be offended at that, but...fuck!!!.....I am so fucking turned on at the prospect.
"Yeah, the guest room will be okay" I replied.
"Thank You" I added
To be continued at some point
Okay guys hope you liked this, not my usual style as you well know. But I had to keep certain readers hard and happy lol. If you liked it let me know davidspowart3@hotmail.com or Tweet @DavidSpowart
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