Trade

Trade 28 by Mark James

He pulled up his pants and fastened them.

"Just follow me. You aren't going to say yes and then just drive off, are you?"

"No, I wouldn't do that. Let's go."

He put the basket back on the seat.

"What's in there anyway?"

"Mrs. Adams made me a snack to tide me over till dinner."

"That sounds like her. We'll put your car in the garage. I wouldn't want anything to happen to it. You drive into the driveway first and I will park behind you and open the garage and you just drive in."

So off we went as I fantasized about laying Barry over my knees and spanking him. It was going to be an interesting night.

The phone rang.

"Hi Bill, I'm driving and trying to follow a car. I better call you back, kisses,

Bye."

We ended up at a house well outside of town. The nearest neighbor was probably a mile away. It was a nice comfortable house that had gone through many renovations, growing a little bit each time until it had 5 bedrooms.

Barry said, "It was my grandparent's house. They left it to me when they died last year. There is a lot of land attached, but I didn't want to be a farmer. But if the economy gets any worse I might have too."

"You've been talking to the sheriff."

"No, not really, it just turns out we agree on what we expect to happen. This is not a bad location for someone who is gay-lots of privacy."

He showed me to his bedroom.

You don't have to sleep with me, but I had this bathroom renovated and it has a superb shower. There is a built in enema kit attached to the shower. I thought you might want to take a shower.

Why don't you go ahead? I have to return a call. I didn't want to talk while I was driving.

So, I went back to the living room and he got in the shower.

"Hi Bill. They got there I take it. Good. Please tell them not to turn off their phones, I was a little worried about them. Did you tell them? Yeah according to Bobby, Gene is 15 going on 80 or 80 going on 15 depending on how you catch him. He is psychic. No I'm not kidding. Listen real close when he talks like a very old adult, that's when he is prophesizing. I guess he is acting like he is 15 now that he is rich. If they like you they will probably end up in your bed tonight. It's really fun. Have Bobby tell you about Gene's prediction about where we are gonna live in Brazil.

Yeah they are going with us. That is what I said and Gene sat there and said it was already decided and proceeded to describe where we were going to live. There is gonna be 9 of us, yeah sort of like the Harrad experiments except we are all gay. Yeah, its spooky. Yeah, Gene is fucking beautiful. Looks just like an angel. They read each others minds. No I'm not kidding, just watch them when the talk.

No, not until tomorrow, I have a sleepover tonight. The quarterback from high school, he is now a sheriff's deputy. I thought he hated me; turns out he has had a crush on me for years. Would you believe it the sheriff set it up? I thought he was pimping too at first, but he was just trying to help since I was an emotional basket case. He figured sex would be therapeutic. I learned about Gene and my father. I'll tell you about it when I get home. Bye."

Barry called out, "It's your turn."

He was coming out of the bedroom dressed in casual attire.

"I said "I didn't know we were getting dressed" as I shut the door behind me.

I showered, gave myself a good enema and was drying myself off as I walked back in the room.

Barry was naked again, sitting in the window seat in the bedroom. He was gorgeous.

"Wow, I like the more casual look."

He looked down at the floor and asked, "Do you like S & M."

"Usually, why, have you been bad?"

"Yeah. I have"

"Well come over here and lay across daddy's lap. I am going to have to spank you."

As soon as I said that he had a very hard erection.

He picked up a leather strap and brought it with him. He gave it to me as he lay across my lap.

I ran my hands over the muscles of his back and legs and then I massaged the beautiful muscular mounds of his butt. Then I started by spanking him with my hand for a while and then started using the leather strap. It wasn't long before his cheeks were a cherry red and I knew they must hurt.

I said, "Get up and lay on the bed."

I separated his legs, knelt between them and licked on the globes of his ass. He flinched at the contact. I licked up and down the crack of his ass for a while, and then I spread his cheeks and licked his asshole. His whole body shivered. I used my thumbs to pry open his asshole and licked as far up his anal canal as I could force my tongue to go. He lay there moaning and groaning pushing back at my tongue with his ass.

He had laid out all the implements I might need on the bedside table. I put on a latex glove, lubed up my finger and worked it up his ass.

"I am sorry I have to punish you, but you shouldn't be bad."

"I'm sorry daddy, I really am. I won't do it again, I promise."

I used two fingers and slid them in and out of his asshole, and then I used 3 and finally four fingers. He was writhing on the bed and rubbing his trapped cock back and forth on the bed covers. I pulled out my fingers and told him to turn over.

"Yes sir."

"I think you are enjoying that. You aren't supposed to enjoy it, are you?

"No sir, I'm sorry sir, I won't enjoy it anymore sir."

His big, stiff cock was right in my face oozing pre-cum. I worked my fingers back up his ass and worked them back and forth in his asshole. As I did, I licked the pre-cum off the head of his cock and licked and sucked on the head. His whole body was shaking from the erotic sensations.

"You aren't enjoying this are you son?"

"No sir, it hurts too much?"

"Good, I would hate to have to beat you."

"Yes sir."

"Now we have got to get rid of your erection. If you are going to be properly punished we can't have you playing with yourself."

"No sir."

"Once you give up your seed son you won't be tempted to enjoy it, will you?"

"No. sir"

So as I reamed his asshole with my hand I went down on his cock and sucked him until he was panting and straining to finish his orgasm. I went down and deep throated him and he shot his load in my mouth. I could tell he was trying to suppress his need to yell as he shot his load down my throat so that he wouldn't appear to enjoy it.

"I know you enjoyed that. You can't hide from me. I am going to have to fuck your ass."

"Please daddy, don't fuck my ass. I promise not to enjoy sex any more, please daddy don't fuck me."

"It's too late son you have to be punished. Turn over and get up on your knees."

"He turned over and got on his knees with his ass sticking in the air."

"Please daddy, don't fuck my ass. It hurts, daddy, please."

I took off the latex glove and threw it in the trash and put a condom on my cock and lubed it up.

I positioned my cock at the entrance to his asshole and said, "I hope this hurts, real bad, son. You've got to learn your lesson."

I pushed in without stopping and Barry yelped and groaned as I slid my cock in and out of his ass.

"Does that hurt, son."

"Yes daddy it does."

"Good," I said as I increased the speed of my thrust."

"I said, I'm gonna cum," as I pulled out of his ass.

"Please daddy, don't make me drink your come, I'll be good, I won't enjoy sex anymore."

"Turn over son."

I moved up over his chest and said, "Open wide, my little cocksucker daddy has a present for you."

He opened his mouth and I shot my load on his tongue, being careful that all of it went into his mouth and wasn't wasted.

"Now swallow."

He swallowed it all down. I stuck my cock back in his mouth.

"Now suck on it real good and get all the come off."

"You are gonna be good from now on aren't you."

"Yes sir."

"The devil got into me son while I was punishing you. Now you've got to punish me."

"You still have an erection. Let me lie on the bed here like this and you stick your erection in my mouth and fuck my mouth until you come and lose your erection."

So he put his cock in my mouth and all the way down my throat, lay his torso on the bed beyond my head and fucked my mouth steadily until he came down my throat. His still didn't lose his erection so he kept on fucking me and came two more times in my mouth before his cock got soft.

He rolled off of me and said, "Jesus Sam that was the best fucking sex I've ever had."

He yelled at the ceiling, "That was fucking fantastic," and he turned to me and kissed me for the next ten minutes.

Then he yelled at the ceiling again. "I fucking loved it."

He hopped up and said, "I'm going to hop in the shower again and then start cooking, Do you like spaghetti and meat balls. Good cause that's what we are having."

He was whistling as he stepped in the shower.

My jaw hurt, but I wouldn't have taken back a single moment of it.

He came out and got dressed, said, "Don't go to sleep. The shower will wake you up, then come it the kitchen, have a glass of wine and talk to me while I cook. Get up."

I got up, took a shower, changed into some clean clothes and went to the kitchen.

"You like red or white."

"White."

Good, Riesling, Ok."

I nodded yes and he handed me a glass.

"Is sex always that good with you?"

"Pretty near," I said.

"I bet you weren't that good in high school."

"No, the first time I sucked Gene's cock was the first time I ever sucked a cock. My father caught us and disowned me. Everything before that was wishful thinking."

"Where did you learn-no, I'm sorry, The sheriff warned me not to ask you any questions about your life after you left here. He said, "Questions could get me killed and maybe him also."

I just shrugged.

"I'll pretend you didn't ask that one. The answer is practice. That's the only way anybody gets good at anything. Can we get some music?"

"Sure, there are speakers in every room. What do you like?"

"Something soft, classical."

He walked away and in a minute soft classical music filled the house and I felt like I was being softly caressed.

I sat there sort of in a reverie for I don't know how long until he said, "Sam are you all right."

I just raised my head, not sure where I was for a minute and then reality snapped in.

I said, "I think I'm just tired. You know I did all of the work in there. You just lay there and pretended to hate it. I drove most of the day, almost, no did have an emotional breakdown and yesterday I spent all day fighting the bad guys, stopped two kids from being kidnapped and being almost kidnapped myself. I think it has caught up with me. I might be a disappointment so far as sex goes. I know you had expectations of non-stop sex tonight. I'm sorry."

"I see what the sheriff meant. But I want to point out that you didn't do all of the work, How easy do you think it was for me to continuously fuck your mouth and have to come again, and again and again to make sure that I had driven the devil out of you."

I smiled, "I will give you that.

He said, "You have the most beautiful smile," and looked away in embarrassment.

"Thank you," I said. Are you aware of how rare an ability that is to be able to come and come and come?"

"I never thought about until I became more active as a gay, then I realized that not everybody could do that, but no I don't know how rare it is."

"Maybe one in a thousand guys can do that. That is a guess because it is really a rare ability and nobody takes surveys on things like that. You could probably make a lot of money as a male escort with that ability."

"He gave me a shrewd look and then he held up the wine bottle and said, "You ready for a refill."

"Why not? If I go to sleep just cart me off to bed and fuck me. I knew there was something I forgot to do; I forgot to get my ass fucked."

"Maybe food will perk you up."

It did. At least it let me stay awake.

His phone rang.

"Hello, Hi Wayne, No, I haven't heard. In a red Porsche, eh. Well good for her she is a nice lady. Sure, give me a call, bye."

"Well, that was the rumor mill at work. You remember how fast news spreads in a small town. Seems like an A-rab prince drove into town in a red Porsche 911, stopped to see Mrs. Adams, stopped the foreclosure on her house by buying up the mortgage, gave her free and clear title to it and hopped in his car and drove out of town."

"Yeah that was me, but as you can tell I'm not an Arab or a prince. She was always nice to me as a kid and I thought it was a shame what was happening to her, so I did something about it."

"Well I guess we better leave that alone. It only involves more questions."

I shrugged again.

We sat in the living room and talked about remembrances, and people from high school. Then the talk drifted over to sex and he described all kings of kinky bondage and machine sex he wanted to try. Some of it I had done before and some of it was new to me. Of course that led to both of us having erections and he took out his hard cock and said it wants to play again. You said you wanted to get fucked.

I quickly stripped and pulled his pants down.

He said, "Look in that drawer."

I found condoms and lube. I put a condom on his cock and lubed up him and my ass.

I mounted him and slowly let my ass sink on his cock.

"Oh fucking Jesus" he said as I slowly rode his dick up and down.

My ass was on fire and I loved it. Suddenly he grabbed me by the ass, repositioned me, leaned forward and took half the length of my cock in his mouth and sucked me.

"Oh, fuck," I said, "I may have to move back to town or kidnap you and take you with me."

"To where," he said.

"Rio de Janeiro, Brazil"

He didn't answer he was too busy sucking my cock. He had more stamina than I did because I came first and he took my load.

I got off his cock, stood on the sofa, stuck out my ass and held on to the back of the sofa as he stood up, reinserted in my ass and fucked the hell out of me. He eventually pulled out and stripped off the condom. He forced me to my knees, rammed his cock down my throat and shot off.

I knelt on the sofa, reached back, spread my cheeks and said, "Please fuck me again."

He didn't do that immediately. First he got on his knees and rimmed me for 15 minutes.

Finally I said, "Please daddy, fuck my ass, me bad and I need to be punished."

"Yeah, son, I hope this hurts like hell because you need to learn your lesson." and then he rammed his dick up my ass with no ceremony and rough fucked me hard and fast until he came in the condom.

He turned me over, stripped off the condom, told me to open my mouth and poured his cum in my mouth. Then he straddled my chest, forced his cock in my mouth and said, "Now lick the come off of my dick, you little cock sucker."

"That's a good little boy," he said and he suddenly struck me across the face. "Now suck my cock, boy, make daddy feel good."

He forced his cock down my throat making me deep throat him and then rhythmically fucked my mouth.

"I know you hate me for making you suck my cock, but if you would stop being bad I wouldn't have to do this."

I struggled to push him off of me. He pulled out of my mouth and said, "What, you cocksucker?"

"Please daddy, don't make me do this I'll be good."

"I don't believe you son," he said as he stuck his cock back in my mouth and continued to fuck me until he reached orgasm.

He pulled out of my mouth right before he came, lay on his back and shot his voluminous load all over his stomach and chest.

"All right son, get on your hands and knees and lick my cock clean."

I got on my knees and licked all of the residual come off of his still erect cock.

He pulled my head down and said," Now lick my come off of my stomach and chest."

He was supporting himself on his elbows as he watched me, which made his stomach muscles and chest muscles tense. Just the sight of him lying there like that was such a fucking turn-on. I licked up his cum and also licked and sucked at his muscles as I worked my mouth up his body. I realized that I had a full erection again. This was so erotic on so many levels I could hardly believe it.

"That's a good boy. Now kiss daddy and let me taste my own cum."

I kissed him. He opened his mouth and stuck his tongue in my mouth and the sucked on my tongue, getting as much of his own cum as he could.

Then he swung off the sofa, got on his knees and started stroking my erection.

"Oh thank you, sweet Jesus. I didn't think you would get any more erections tonight," he said as he went down on me and sucked.

Please, Sam, Just lay back and enjoy me sucking you off. I'm going to make this last as long as I can. I hope you are begging me to let you come before I finish. "

So I just lay there on the sofa, with my legs spread wide and with him kneeling between my legs sucking my cock for the next hour. He edged me, bringing me to the edge of orgasm again and again and again just by sucking on my cock. I eventually wanted to come so bad it actually hurt. Finally I begged him to let me come. Surprisingly he didn't have me cum in his mouth. He made me come all over my chest and stomach and then licked my dick clean and licked the come off of my body, which again ended with us French kissing.

He flopped on the sofa next to me and said, "Sweet Jesus Sam that was out of the fucking world. I thought I was gonna cum without touching my cock. Look at it."

I did and it was covered with pre-cum. I leaned over and licked it off of his cock. He gasped, grabbed my head, forced it down on his cock as the pushed into my mouth by pushing his hips up and blew another load in my mouth.

I licked that all up and he was still hard.

"Don't you ever run out of steam?"

"Usually, I seem to be setting a record tonight. You are such a hot, fucking sex partner it is unbelievable. I'm in fucking love, man.

Here, lay across my lap. No the other way. I'm going to jack you off. Hand me that bottle of lube."

I stroked his cock, with one hand and then the other and then with both. I used my thumbs to stroke just the head of his cock until I thought he was gonna fall off the sofa from the sensations I caused in his cock. Lots of lube and lots of stroking and his body was shaking and shivering like you wouldn't believe.

"Oh fuck, shit damn Sam, Right there, please, on God."

I saw the head of his cock expand as his body tensed, suddenly he released and a stream of come hit him in the face and went in his mouth. I leaned forward and the next stream hit me in the face, then the force lessened and he sprayed all over his chest and stomach.

"Damn Barry, where the hell does all of that come, come from?"

He didn't answer. It was a rhetorical question anyway. He was too busy licking his cum off of my face and I got busy licking the cum off of his and then I was licking the cum off of his cock and chest. He was busy collecting it on his fingers and bringing it to his own mouth.

It would have been comical if we could have seen ourselves doing it.

But he still had an erection.

"What can I tell you I'm a stud," he said.

I said, "Well this stud is going to bed, I have to drive to Houston tomorrow," and I walked off to the bedroom.

He followed me in the room, took me in his arms from behind and rubbed his cock up and down the crack of my ass.

"Want me to tie you to the bed and fuck you."

Damn if I couldn't feel my cock stirring when he said that but I said, "I won't put myself in anybody's hands unconditionally."

"No, I don't blame you. All I have are break away restraints."

"How many times have you used them," I asked as he fondled my nipples and let his hands caress my chest."

"Well I never have, but I keep hoping."

I laughed at the wistful little boy way he said that and said," Well, bring them on, stud."

So, after testing their breakaway ability, he tied me to the 4 corners of the bed spread eagled.

"He said, no daddy-son role playing, I really want for us to enjoy this."

"Well just being tied up has its own effect, I have another erection. I can hardly believe it."

"Do you want me to stop before I come so that you can take it in your mouth?"

"Do whatever you want, I've probably had enough of your cum tonight."

So he played with my ass cheeks and fingered my ass until I said, "Please fuck me."

He put his dick up my ass, lay on top of me and slowly fucked me. At least it started out that way, but he got faster and faster the closer he got to orgasm until finally the bed was bouncing and things were falling on the floor elsewhere in the room. His head was right beside mine and I could here him moaning and anything else he said. He used cuss words that I had never heard before. Then he said, "take my cum, Sam" and had his orgasm.

He flipped me over, retied the restraints, took off the condom and threw it in the trash and got into a 69 position and sank his slimy cock in my mouth as he starting sucking on mine. I cleaned the cum off of his cock and let his erection slip from my mouth. I really wasn't in the right position to effectively suck him off. He didn't edge me this time but it still took him ten minutes to suck me off.

He released the restraints. By this time passion has run its course and we got ready for bed.

"What about your erection."

"It will go down eventually."

"If I lay on my side, would you mind sticking it up my ass? I've always dreamed about going to bed that way. If you wake up in the middle of the night and it's still hard, by all means finish fucking me."

So that's what we, he put on another condom, fit his body to mine with his cock up my ass and we went to sleep that way. I believe it is called spooning.