The following is a homosexual fantasy, if it is illegal in anyway for you to read it please hit your back-button now. If not I hope you enjoy it. Matt's eyes blinked open, a silly grin spread across his cum covered face. "Shit, Dave that was awesome!" I started to untie the rope around his left leg. "What are you doing?" he queried anxiously. "I though you said you'd make me cum twice? I can you know." He nodded at his cock. "Look, I'm still hard. " Matt's inhibitions seem to be evaporating. I can see that he's licked around his lips to eat what cum his tongue can reach. "I'm going to tie you up a different way, more restrained. O.K?" "Oh yeah, that sounds great." I stopped what I was doing for a moment and moved up the bed. I wiped my finger around his face and neck gathering his cum. Our eyes locked, wordlessly I
presented my finger to his lips, he shut his eyes, blushed slightly, and then opened his mouth wide. I fed him my cum dripping finger and he noisily sucked it clean. I gathered as much of his drying cum from his body as I could and he ate it all. When he'd done I continued untying him, then I rubbed his leg and arm muscles to restore the circulation. "Matt, now I want you to kneel in the middle of the bed with your legs as wide apart as you can get them; and face the video." When he was in position I placed the broom stale at the back of his knees. "Now sit back as far as you can." I lashed the stale to his legs, and then I tied each side to the bottom bed poles pulling the rope tight. "Put your arms behind you." He does as he's told silently, but his eyes are gleaming. I roped his wrists together, and fed the rope through the brass head rail. I pulled it as tight as I could so that Matt's groin area is actually thrusting upwards. "How does that feel now Matt? Not too uncomfortable?" "This way seems much better, I feel really trussed up and totally at your mercy. It does hurt a bit, but it feels good in a strange way." I looked at his stiff cock which was twitching in time to his heartbeat; his
foreskin had peeled back to reveal his cock-slit, which was releasing pearls of precum. "You're really enjoying this aren't you Matt?" "Yeah," he said bashfully, "but I'm not queer." This time he didn't blush. I started the video and let it run, watching Matt's reaction as the French kid and the guy sucked each others' cocks. Matt's eyes widened in wonder when the kid swallowed all of the guys cock. "Oh shit," he gasped, "that looks really gross." But I noticed that his cock was still stiff and leaking precum. I knelt between Matt's stretched legs; I grasped his cock shaft pulling his foreskin back to expose his entire purple, torpedo shaped knob. I angled his throbbing cock down and I leaned forwards and took his knob into my mouth and started to wash it with my tongue. I'd forgotten how good a thick, juicy young cock tastes. "Christ!" Matt gasped. "That's too queer. Take it out; you're only supposed to toss me off." I ignored his pleas and began to suck his cock in earnest, swallowing his precum. His muscles stood out as he strained against his bonds in an effort to pull his rampant, throbbing cock from my vacuuming mouth. "Stop it. Stop it. It's queer." I still ignored him, savouring his big thick cock which had got even harder and was producing an almost continual flow of precum. "STOP IT!" He shouted this time. "Jud, ... Ju, ... Ju, ..." He couldn't get the control word out, and as I continued to work on his cock he stopped straining and began to moan softly. I looked up as best I could and saw that he was watching the T.V. again. His eyes were wide and his mouth was half open; I think the French teen was getting fucked. Matt kept licking his lips and I noticed that his breathing was quickening. "What the hell," I thought, "I haven't tasted hot young cum for ages!" So I continued sucking his knob as I grabbed the remainder of his thick shaft and started to wank it. With my other hand I grabbed his ball sac and gently squeezed his good-sized balls. "Christ!" he gasped. "I'm going to cum again, take it out." I ignored him and sucked harder. Matt's body stiffened, his back arched, his balls retracted, and a jet of hot, young cum hit the roof of my mouth. I started to swallow, but I couldn't keep up as his pulsating cock kept blasting away. I could feel warm young cum dribbling down my chin. I lost count of the number of times he shot, but I'm sure he came more than the first time. When he finally stopped cumming I cleaned his knob, and his cock stayed firm. I leaned back on my heels and wiped the escaped cum off my chin, of course I ate it. Matt's spunk was delicious, salt-tangy and honey-sweet. I picked up the remote and stopped the video, there was about forty minutes left to run. Matt's head had slumped forwards, so I stretched out my arm and lifted his chin. He'd gone bright red again and he looked glum, and wouldn't look me in the eye. "What's the matter Matt?" I queried. "Didn't you enjoy it?" "It felt fantastic!" he was whispering again. "But you ate my cum. That's queer and totally gross." "It's queer for me maybe, but you're tied up and couldn't stop me. Let's say that it was my payment for getting you off. If it bothers you that much all you've got to do is pretend I'm a girl. And anyway, you ate your own cum didn't you?" "Yeah," he grudgingly admitted, "I started that ages ago, but that's different, I wouldn't eat anybody else's, that's what you queers do" I let the comment pass. "I'm not asking you to eat my cum, but it isn't hurting you if I eat yours. Is it?" Matt reluctantly shook his head. I think he was feeling guilty for obviously enjoying the sex so much. I didn't want to discuss the whys and wherefores too much. I was hoping the sexual gratification I was giving him would eventually make him realise what he was. "Do you want to try for cum number three? It looks like your cock does. Or is that it, you've had enough?" I nodded at his firm member. "I don't know what to do Dave. I am enjoying it even though I've had a go at you, but I'm worried it might make me queer if I let you carry on." "Matt, you're either Gay or you're not. I can't make you "queer". But, at the moment, all that's happening is that you're getting sucked and wanked off, and enjoying it, O.K?" I was desperate for him to want to carry on; I hadn't cum yet and I was determined to while I'd got Matt tied up helplessly. He thought for a couple of minutes. "They were the best two cums I've ever had, so I think I'd like to go for number three." He'd gone bright red again, and his voice was shaky. "You trust me don't you Matt?" I asked, trying to build his confidence. "Suppose." he mumbled "Anything I do to you is only to give you maximum pleasure, if it seems gross remember I'm doing it to you, not vice versa. Now, are you happy in that position, or are you aching and want to be tied-up a different way?" "I think I can stand it some more Dave; the discomfort seems to heighten my sexual pleasure. That's weird too." "It's your body Matt enjoy it. And if a little bondage turns you on? So what! Now lie back and think of England!" Success! Matt actually giggled. I switched the video back on; the French teen was about to get a mouthful of hot man cum, Matt's eyes were glued to the screen immediately. I lay on my back and placed my head under Matt's beautiful,
white arse, my nose was almost in his hairless sweaty crack. I inhaled deeply enjoying Matt's intimate smell. He smelled slightly musky and of soap, he was obviously a hygienic lad. I pulled the two ample globes apart and I only had to raise my head slightly before I could lick my tongue slowly along his sweaty crack. He tasted as good as he smelled. I paused at his pink pucker, which he tightened, before continuing to his coccyx. Back and forth I lapped, scrotum to coccyx, Matt went to say something on the first lap, but stopped himself. After a couple more passes he was moaning softly again, and I felt his precum drop onto my chest. I didn't want to frighten him off so I didn't attempt to tongue fuck him; but after the third pass he no longer tightened his pucker as I rested my tongue against it. After 20 or so laps I scooted out from under him, turned over and swallowed his cock until his knob hit the opening to my throat. Matt emitted a loud groan. I tried to deep throat him but gagged, so holding the base of his cock I sucked, slurped and swallowed around his torpedo shaped knob, which was oozing precum. Matt tensed almost immediately. "I think I'm cumming again." His voice had gone husky. I pulled off his cock immediately; I was amazed he was ready so quickly, perhaps the video was having the desired effect and was helping to turn him on? "Christ Dave!" he pleaded, "Let me cum." "Not so soon," I soothed, "I want you to build your cum up into another big
load." I took hold of his hairless ball-sac and managed to force both his balls into my mouth, as I tongued and gently chewed on them I ran my arms up Matt's sweaty, straining body and found his nipples. They were already erect and as I started to play with them, a little rougher than before, Matt started groaning again. About five minutes later I dropped my hands and pulled off his balls. Before I took his twitching cock back in my mouth I wet a finger in preparation. I took his leaking cock back in my mouth and started to suck, bobbing my head so that my mouth slid up and down his silky rock hard shaft. Then I located his pucker with my finger and pushed it straight in right up to the second knuckle. "Oh SHIT!" Matt gasped. But he didn't tell me to stop, and within seconds his sphincter was spasming around my finger. I pushed my finger in to the hilt and tickled his prostate, causing Matt to give his loudest moan yet; then I finger fucked him, hard. Within minutes I sensed he was ready to cum yet again, so I pulled my finger out and lifted off his straining cock. I went back to tormenting his erect nipples. I could feel my own stiff cock oozing precum so I used one hand to pull back my foreskin and thumbed the precum over my knob. Then I returned to teasing his nipples. Matt was softly chanting between his moans and groans. "Let me cum, let me cum." I moved back to sucking and tossing him and this time I pushed two fingers inside his spasming hole, they passed his sphincter with ease. So I pushed a third one in, Matt writhed his arsehole around them, moaning really loudly. "Please Dave," Matt was begging now, "you've gotta let me cum." I turned to the video as best I could, it was nearly finished; the hairy guy was about to flood the French teen's mouth with cum, and the teen was about to wank himself off. I released Matt's cock and squelched my fingers from his hole and sat back on my heels facing him. "Fuck no! Please keep sucking." Almost crying Matt screamed in frustration. "I'm almost there!" Ignoring him I rapidly tossed my 6 ½ inch precum covered cock. Within seconds I felt my orgasm build and a jet of my thick mancum landed on Matt's shaft as did the second and third. The fourth hit his balls. I didn't see where the fifth went as I'd taken Matt's twitching cock back into my mouth; tasting my
own saltier cum as I did so. My sixth, and last, spurt oozed over my fingers; it was the best orgasm I'd had in years. I spread my cum around my fingers with my thumb and pushed all four cum covered fingers straight up Matt's hole. His back arched, his body strained hard against the ropes. "OH YES!" he shouted as his cock exploded in my mouth. This time I was ready and I swallowed every sweet drop, and all the time he orgasmed I massaged his prostate. His veins stood out as he strained against the ropes, his body was flushed red and covered in a film of sweat. He came as much as he had the twice before, but as I continued to suckle his drained and softening cock he whimpered. "That's enough Dave; it's a bit tender now." So I reluctantly withdrew my fingers with a plop, lifted off his cock, and sat back on my heels and stared at my sexy, ravaged lad. END OF PART 4. Any comments or constructive criticism welcome at INSILVA92@aol.com (mailto:INSILVA92@aol.com) Love Paul. Copyright 2005