The Tree House - 4 (c) 2007by hgo469@yahoo.com All Rights Reserved
WARNING! WARNING! WARNING! WARNING!
If you are under 18 years of age, offended by stories which depict sex between boys, men or boys and men or live in a jurisdiction where reading/possessing such materials is illegal exit now. (If you are living in one of those jurisdictions you would do better to move now.)
This story is fiction; any resemblance to anyone living or dead is pure coincidence, nothing more; however, some of the fruits of my imagination do get their start from things that happened in the past, either to me or to someone I know. Since this is fiction, SAFE SEX isn't required; however, in real life there are too many things out there to take that sort of chance.
If you like this let me know - questions and constructive criticism will be acknowledged - flames will be ignored.
The Tree House
Chapter 4
The next time I woke up it was morning, and along with my regular morning erection I needed to piss real bad. Mike was still asleep, his head using my stretched out body as a pillow. I didn't really want to wake him but I couldn't do anything for myself and that urge to pee was growing by the minute.
I shook my shoulder a bit and Mike awoke. "Is that any way to treat your Master, slave?" he asked.
Oh shit, now I remembered, I had agreed to be his slave for the day in return for his allowing me to cum last night. Well, I guess I can play along at least until he releases me.
"Sorry, Master, but I really need to piss."
"Okay, I'll let you loose, but remember you agreed to be my slave for the entire day." Mikes gave me a wicked smile as he found the keys and started to release me from the bed.
It took me a couple of minutes to work the kinks out of my arms and legs after being kept in that same position for so long. Then we both used the piss bottle, Mike going first as he said that was his privilege since he was the Master. By the time I got to pee I was worrying about if I would be able to hold it any longer.
I reached for the clothing I had brought with me last night and Mike said, "What do you think you're doing? I didn't give you permission to get dressed."
I looked at him quizzically, "I have to get dressed to go down to have breakfast with my mother."
"She hasn't called yet and I have your breakfast right here," he grabbed his erect penis, "now, down on your knees and start sucking."
Well, if that was all he wanted me to do, it wouldn't be too bad to be his slave for the day. I really enjoyed the taste of his cock and would be willing to suck it all the time.
I dropped to my knees and Mike slapped his erection back and forth across my face several times before he placed the tip on my lips and pressed forward. I took the lovely 3 inch cock into my mouth, the taste of a couple of drops of his piss still inside. I was surprised, I had expected it to taste bad, but it didn't - in fact, it was rather exciting to know that I was actually tasting his pee.
Mike took hold of my head and pulled my face directly down to his groin, pushing his throbbing tool completely into my oral cavity. I worked my tongue around and around, capturing any of his boyhood flavors I could find, then I opened my mouth a bit wider and managed to suck his hairless nut sac into my mouth as well. I could feel his knees begin to shake a bit and I knew that it wouldn't be very long before I had him shooting his load of boy cream into my vacuuming mouth.
Mike began to fuck his tool in and out of my mouth, taking total control with the hands that held tightly onto my head. I knew that he was close and worked even harder to make his shoot.
"AGHHH!!" Mike grunted as he cock pulsed and bounced and shot his load. His load wasn't all that large, but it was tasty and I swallowed it down as rapidly as he shot. Sucking even harder when his orgasm subsided so that I didn't miss a single drop.
As I pulled back from his crotch my hands dropped down to my own crotch where my erect member was waving in the air, demanding my attention.
"Keep your hands away from there," Mike said sternly. "You are my slave and I forbid you to touch myself until such time as I give permission."
"B-but I need to cum," I protested.
"You're a slave, you can only cum if I allow it and now I don't."
I was beginning to think that this being a slave wasn't going to be as much fun as I thought.
"Yes, sir," I said as I pulled my hands away from my crotch.
At that moment my mother called from the back door to tell me that breakfast was ready. I quickly pulled on my clothes and headed to the house.
"We're going swimming when we get back so remember to bring your suit and a towel, not that you will need either one," Mike said with a chuckle as we both headed to breakfast.
I didn't have all many chores to do so it wasn't long before I was out the door, headed to meet Mike at the tree house.
"Be careful down at the creek, I know it isn't very deep but I still worry a bit," mother said as the back door slammed shut.
"We will," I assured her.
Mike was already in the tree house when I got there, and he had yet another small bag with him.
"Okay, let's go," he said as he picked up the bag and headed back down the ladder.
Since I was his slave for the day I was a little bit surprised that he didn't want me to carry his bag, but... In any case I had to tie up the ladder and then hurry down the path to the swimming hole back behind the garden.
The creek that ran through our property wasn't very large but quite a few years ago someone had dammed up a spot and created a small pool that was just right for a couple of people to go swimming with total privacy. About another half mile down stream there was a much larger pool where many of the kids in the neighborhood swam so that they didn't need to come up to our pool. We did have a fence and 'NO TRESSPASSING' signs on our property line and no one ever seemed to bother us.
Mike dropped his bag and I heard a metallic clank, I looked at him quizzically and he just gave me one of his enigmatic smiles and started to undress. I shrugged and did the same. When we were both nude I started to reach for my swimsuit.
"I don't think you'll be needing that right away," Mike said with a leer.
"Skinny-dipping today?" I asked.
"Well, maybe me, but remember, you're my slave - now get over here," he pointed to a small tree. He backed me up against the tree and then told me to get down on my knees so that my feet were on either side of the tree.
I did as he told me and then he pulled my hands behind me and around the tree, handcuffing them so that I couldn't move away. Next he put a second set of cuffs around my wrists so that there was no way I could get away from the tree, or even sit down. I would have to stay there on my knees until he decided to let me free.
"I don't think you'll be going anywhere for a few minutes," he said and then turned and jumped into the water. "The water's wonderful, too bad you're all tied up," he called from the water as he splashed around. He cupped his hands and threw some of the water up onto me, it was cool but sure felt good.
After a few minutes in the water Mike came back to where I was kneeling helplessly, stood directly in front of my and began whipping his flaccid cock back and forth across my face.
"My cock is cold, I think you should be warming it up," he said as he stopped with the head of his cock against my lips.
I opened my mouth and drew the soft toy inside. It was a bit cool from being in the creek but I warmed it up in a hurry and then it started to expand to its full length. Mike took hold of my head and started sawing in and out, fucking my mouth. It felt and tasted fantastic. My only complaint was that with my hands cuffed around the tree I couldn't touch my own now rigid member.
Mike came in my mouth and I swallowed it down, just as I had been doing ever since he started cuming and then I sucked even harder on his love pole to make sure that I got every single drop of his jism. I had closed my eyes and was just enjoying the feel of his body in front of mine when suddenly he pulled his cock out of my mouth so fast that there was an audible 'pop'.
"What the hell..." I heard Mike say.
I opened my eyes and saw that there was someone else directly behind Mike, someone bigger and he had both of Mike's harms pinned to his sides.
"So this is what you little squirts do back here when you're alone?" the intruder said.
I recognized the voice, it was my nephew Raymond, he was almost three years older than me and had always been a bit of a bully.
"Let go of him, Raymond," I said as sternly as I could considering my current situation.
"And what are you going to do if I don't," he said with a chuckle, it doesn't look like there is anything you could do right now, is there?"
He did have a point, but I wasn't about to give up. "What we're doing is none of your business. Now let him loose."
"I don't think so," Raymond said. "This is just too good an opportunity to let it pass."
Raymond looked down into the bag that Mike had brought and saw that there were even more handcuffs and other bondage toys.
"You look so nice there I think I just double my pleasure by tying your little friend here to this other tree in the same way you're tied."
Mike looked at me, but there wasn't anything I could do and Raymond was a whole lot bigger than either of us - I'm sure that if I weren't tied up the two of us could have managed to handle him, but all alone Mike was stuck.
It didn't take Raymond very long to lock Mike into the same kind of position I was in. Now Raymond stepped back to survey his work. He gave me a wicked smile and then turned his back and began to undress.
"Looks like skinny-dipping is the order of the day so I won't have to get my shorts wet after all," he said as he stripped down and then waded into the creek. "Burr," he said, "this water is cold." He dove into the water, coming up on the other side of the pond.
Mike looked at me, "Who is he?" he asked a bit of fear in his voice.
"My nephew Raymond. He has always been a bully and a real pain in the ass. He's my oldest sister's only child and has been spoiled rotten."
"What's he going to do to us?"
"Not much I'm sure, but he will play his games for a while at least. There's not much we can do right now but play along and then hope we can get even another time."
As Raymond was heading back toward us Mike just nodded his agreement.
"That was fun, too bad you two couldn't join me, but now my cock is cold, which one of you is going to have the pleasure to warming it up?"
He looked at the two of us as if expecting one of us to offer. We just knelt there and said nothing.
He stood over in front of Mike. "Well, you've already had my uncle sucking on you so I guess I need to see if you are as good about sucking as you were about being sucked."
Raymond placed the tip of his cock on Mike's lips, "Open wide, boy, and I don't want to feel any teeth while you give me a real first class blow-job."
Knowing that he didn't have any choice in the matter Mike opened his mouth and allowed Raymond to push his now erect tool inside. Raymond was all that big, but he was a lot bigger than either of us and it reached all the way back to the opening of Mike's throat causing his to choke a bit before Raymond pulled back out.
"That wasn't too bad, now was it?" he asked, not expecting an answer.
Raymond began to saw his penis in and out of Mike's mouth in much the same way that Mike had been fucking my face before and it didn't take very long before Raymond was getting ready to blow his wad of jism into Mike's mouth.
"Now, I want you to swallow every drop or I'm going to have to see about doing something else to make you remember that is what you are to do."
With that Raymond moaned again loudly and I could see his balls as they pulsed shooting spurt after spurt of hot boy cream into my helpless friend's mouth.
Mike managed to prevent and of Raymond's cum from leaking out the sides of his mouth and swallowed it all.
"That was a good boy," Raymond said as he pulled his spent member out. Next he turned toward me. "I don't have anything left right now but you can still use your tongue and clean up any mess that your little buddy over there missed."
He rubbed his soft cock against my face and I opened my mouth and began to clean it off. The taste of his cum was very different from Mike's or even my own when I had tasted it in Mike's mouth. Different, but not bad, of course, I wasn't going to tell Raymond that.
When I had finished to Raymond's satisfaction he pulled away and headed back to the pond for another swim. There was plenty of shade where we were tied, but it was still warm and my knees had grown tired from kneeling here so long.
"Okay, you've had your fun, now turn us loose," I said to him.
"I don't think so, not now anyway, I'm not finished with you guys yet. Oh yeah, I'm going to be here for a few days, Mom and Dad have had to go out of town on business and I'm staying with Grandma."
I cold shiver ran down my back, I was going to be stuck with him for several days, ugh! And I'm sure Mom and Dad, his grandparents, would expect him to be able to sleep with us out in the tree house as well. What a disaster this was, unless somehow Mike and I managed to get the upper hand.
Raymond picked up one of our towels and started drying himself off, "I think I'm going back to the house for lunch, I'll just tell Grandma that you guys are too busy out there and don't want lunch right now."
"You can't just leave us here like this," Mike said.
"I can't? Just watch me." And he started to get dressed.
Next he looked down into the toy bag again and a wicked grin spread across his face.
"I bet the two of you were going to start shouting for help as soon as I was gone, weren't you? Well, somehow I don't think that is going to happen."
Raymond pulled out two gags shaped like cocks with straps that buckled behind out heads. He turned to me first and tried to shove the plastic cock into my mouth. I clamped my jaws shut as tight as I could only he started digging one of his fingers into the hinge of my jaw and I couldn't hold him back. As soon as my mouth was open he pushed the gag inside and then buckled it behind my head. I tried to scream but with that plastic cock filling my mouth there wasn't much that I could do.
He turned to Mike, "Open wide boy," he said.
Mike had seen how my resisting hadn't done anything so he just opened his mouth and allowed Raymond to gag him.
"I guess I should make sure that you do have a chance to get free, shouldn't I?" He said this with a bit of a leer.
He took the ring of keys that was in the bag and put them on a piece of chain that he then placed around my neck.
"If you guys can get to those and get free I'll allow you to chain me to a tree tomorrow." He paused for a moment. "If you don't I get to chain you guys up again. That sounds fair, doesn't it?"
We both shook our heads no, but he ignored it and headed back to the house.
"Don't go away, we'll have lots more fun this afternoon."
A moment later he was out of sight. I could tell that Mike wanted to say many things, but bound and gagged like we were there wasn't much we could do about it. We knelt there helplessly for what seemed like forever but in actuality couldn't have been more than five minutes when I heard two voices approaching the pond. Girl's voices and they weren't coming from the house but from the creek path.
To be continued...