S&M Bondage Boy
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| Code: | AC-326 |
| Author: | Barry Dunn |
| Series: | Adonis Classics |
| Year: | 1984 |
| Added: | 2008-10-08 11:01 |
| Modified: | 2008-10-03 18:09 |
AC-326 S&M BONDAGE BOY by Barry Dunn
CHAPTER ONE
Mark buried his rugged face in the hairy warmth of Grant’s lower belly. Grant’s cock throbbed as it stood out from his groin, hard, ready, its tip touching the bottom of Mark’s chin. Mark could smell the distinctly masculine odor of his co-worker’s horse-sized fuck tool. He breathed the aroma in deeply, moaning with satisfaction.
“Go on, buddy,” Grant urged softly, his voice tremulous with passion. “I’m giving my prick to you. I’m letting you have my cock. It’s yours. Do whatever you want with my cock. Make love to it, man. I’m dying to feel your hot mouth on it!”
Mark slid his wet tongue out of his mouth and began to lick Grant’s stomach muscles, feeling the hard ridges beneath the tanned flesh. Plunging his tongue into the little depression of Grant’s navel, Mark had to press his face harder against the other young man’s belly to keep from being shoved away as Grant gasped and jumped in surprise.
“No, don’t! That tickles, man! I can’t stand it. Oh, stop!”
But the more Grant protested, the more Mark enjoyed using his tongue to make the stud squirm beneath him on the bed. His hot tongue rolled around and around the rim of Grant’s belly button, drilling into it every few seconds and bringing a new wave of helpless, breathless laughter from Grant. But Mark was too hungry for Grant’s cock to continue this teasing much longer. He could feel the hard, springy strength of the hard cock rubbing against his jaw, could once again smell the slightly sharp butch odor of Grant’s crotch. It was intoxicating to him. He put his hands on Grant’s thighs and drew his tongue down lower, until it was running through the guy’s heavy bush of crotch hair. Grant’s prick kept jumping back and forth, as though it knew that the wet, caressing sensations Mark’s mouth was lavishing on the area around it’s base would soon be felt on the smooth, solid cock shaft itself, and then on the twin balls that swung below it. Mark ran his tongue slowly between the folds of muscle formed by Grant’s lower belly and the top of his thigh. Grant jumped in ticklish response to this, too, and when Mark’s mouth reached his balls, he let out a loud sob of pleasure.
“Yeah, stud! I dig that. I dig having my balls sucked. Suck ‘em for me good! Oh, please Mark suck on my balls for a while!”
Mark didn’t have to be told to do it. His mouth was already rubbing over the guy’s balls, his tongue licking out over them, trying to guide the lower-hanging ball between his lips. Grant caught his breath as he felt Mark wetting his balls and then made another laud, shuddering sex-groan when Mark sucked the right ball deep into his mouth and began to play with it with his tongue and nuzzling lips.
“Shit, man!” Grant moaned. “I love that. I love the way your mouth feels on my fucking balls. Oh, God, do I love it!” He leaned farther back on the mattress, resting his weight on his elbows, and spread his husky thighs wider to give Mark more room between them to work on his balls.
Mark thrilled to the way Grant’s cock pulsed, jerking back and forth and slapping against his forehead when he sent a particularly intense shudder of sensation flowing through him with a swipe of his mouth over his balls. Mark liked the feel of Grant’s, his hairy balls filling his mouth every bit as much as the powerfully built Grant enjoyed having his balls serviced by that hot, tireless tongue. Mark could feel the ball itself moving inside its wrinkled touch as his tongue toyed with it, tossing it gently from cheek to cheek and then teasing it by puffing, his lips slowly back and forth over it.
Part of the satisfaction Mark derived from this came from his knowledge that he was in complete control of the situation. The slightest pressure of his jaws on those sensitive bulls and he could send blinding, crippling pain treating through Grant’s muscular body, instead of the pleasure he was experiencing now. Grant knew that he was at his partner’s mercy, too, and when Mark’s mouth moved too roughly on his imprisoned bulls, he grasped him by the hair and eased his head gently off them, guiding his panting mouth to his cock.
“Suck it, baby!” Grant whispered urgently. “Suck my fucking cock for me now please! I’m going to explode if you don’t! I need it bad, Mark!”
“I want it, too,” Mark moaned. Rather than shove Grant’s prick directly into his mouth, though, he washed the cockhead and cock shaft with his tongue first. He licked up and down that fat, warm cock until the skin glistened like oiled ivory and the thing was so rigid that Mark had to use his hand to get a good grip on it to bend it away from Grant’s stomach so he could fit his lips around the cockhead. He teased Grant for just a moment longer by sliding his hot mouth on and off the smooth knob of the prickhead. Then, abruptly, Mark lunged at it, taking nearly all of the juicy cockmeat into his yawning mouth in a single famished gulp.
“Oh fucking Christ!” Grant shrieked. He hadn’t expected this sudden thrust of Mark’s mouth after the drawn-out teasing, and the firm pressure of those warm, smooth lips wrapped around the base of his cock, gripping and massaging it, drove him wild. His fingers tightened in Mark’s hair, holding the guy down on his prick.
“Don’t move, man!” Grant warned, his voice cracking from tension. “Just stay there a minute or I’m going to come shoot my fucking jism straight down your throat! Don’t even lick it with your tongue for now let me get used to that hot mouth on my cock!”
Mark grunted with frustration. But he wanted to suck that big hard cock badly enough to heed the warning and avoid a premature climax. He relaxed the pressure of his lips and knelt between Grant’s legs without moving, Grant’s prick in his mouth but barely touched by it. Mark’s nostrils were filled with the rich musky maleness of the other guy’s groin. Grant’s hard-on felt heavy and solid inside his mouth, lodged as it was almost into the opening of his throat.
Finally Grant began to ease the pressure of his hands on Mark’s head. “Christ, man!” he laughed. “That was close. Real close. I almost shot!”
Mark was glad he hadn’t. He wanted to enjoy a long suck session with Grant’s prick in his mouth. So he pulled back carefully until the head of that juicy fuck rod slipped from between his lips. He looked up at Grant and smiled.
“Is it okay now? Can I have it?”
Grant leaned forward, his hands cupping Mark’s face, and kissed him roughly on the mouth. “You sure can, buddy. It’s all yours. Yours to suck.”
Within seconds, Mark had sucked the stud’s cock into his mouth again all the way. As his dark head bobbed rapidly up and down in Grant’s lap, Grant groaned, fell back on the bed with his legs spread and his knees rubbing against Mark’s body on either side, and just enjoyed the blow-job. Mark was an expert cocksucker who knew exactly how to give a guy maximum pleasure by coordinating the steady sucking action of his lips with the rhythmic licking of his tongue as he fucked the big prick shaft greedily in and out of his mouth. He drew it back, almost as far as the cock tip, and as he did so he ran his wet tongue in a side-to-side pattern, licking the whole underside of the cock shaft.
“Shit!” Grant cried, writhing on the bed and breaking out into a warm sweat all over. “You’re killing me, fucker! You’re driving me nuts with that hot cock-sucking mouth of yours. Take it! Suck me! More! That tongue’s going to blow my fucking mind if you keep that up! Oh God! Oh, oh! Suck that cock!”
But when Mark fed his cock back into his mouth and used his tongue to coil and lash around the steely column of cockmeat in a forward-stroking motion, as though he were licking a lollipop or the top of a melting ice cream cone, Grant really went crazy!
“Ohhhhh — yeahhh,” he gasped. His big body jerked in spasmodic response to the fantastic blow-job Mark was giving him. “Suck, suck, suck, suck!” His strong legs shot up from the bed and his thighs tightened around Mark’s head, his hands shoving that hot mouth all the way down on his tortured prick. “Suck it! Suck it, man! Suck my prick!”
Mark was just as excited by what they were doing as Grant was. He was eager to find new ways of attacking the sexy, rugged young guy’s cock with his lips and tongue. And he was thrilled when he heard wild cries of lust burst from Grant’s throat and felt the answering pulse of his prick between his lips, the proof that he’d succeeded in arousing his humpy partner to higher and higher plateaus of ecstasy. Mark sucked that cock, all right, panting and slurping and drooling as he feasted upon its entire length.
He must have been blowing Grant nonstop for as long as an exhausting half-hour by the time it finally became too much for Grant, who abruptly pushed his head away and reached under his arms to make Mark get up from his kneeling position. Mark’s jaws ached from the strain of working on that huge cock for so long. His lips could barely close after such a prolonged period of having that thick cock shaft ramming back and forth between them, fucking his face with such bruising, numbing force.
“What’s the matter?” Mark gasped.
“Nothing! It’s my turn now that’s all.”
“But you didn’t come yet, and I wanted to swallow it!” Mark protested.
“Oh, I’ll come, all right… after I drive you as wild as you just did me!” Grant laughed as he made Mark stretch out on the bed and began to slide his way down to his cock.
“Grant?” Mark stopped him. “I want us to come at the same time. Let’s suck each other off, man let’s sixty-nine.”
Grant grinned. “Sounds great to me. But you better let me suck on your cock for a while before you go back down on me, buddy. I’m so hot from that wild blow-job you just gave me that I’ll come the minute I feel your mouth on cock again! I’ll give you head and when you’re just about ready to blast, let me know and I’ll let you have mine again. Okay?”
“It’s a deal, stud,” Mark quickly agreed.
He let Grant swing his big body around so that he was hovering over Mark, his huge cock, still wet and shiny with Mark’s spit, dangling only inches above Mark’s mouth like a fat meaty sausage hung for display in a butcher shop, Grant’s face was pressing deep into Mark’s groin. A moment later the warm, wet pressure of Grant’s mouth was sliding down over Mark’s hard-on and he felt the steady stroking of Grant’s agile tongue on his prick. As Grant sucked him, Mark lifted his hands and ran them over Grant’s muscular thighs and back to his ass, paler than the rest of Grant’s dark-tanned body and delightfully smooth to the touch. Mark squeezed and kneaded the firm ass cheeks, burying a finger into the crack between them and toying with the guy’s sweat-moistened asshole. In response, Grant bit gently down on his cock shaft, that began to lick and suck it even more furiously than before.
Mark’s hands continued to play with the other man’s ass and then with his dangling balls. They hung directly over his face and as he looked up at the guy’s balls, he was seized by an uncontrollable impulse to take them into his mouth. Mark grasped Grant’s balls and guided them down to his lips, kissing each ball in turn before opening his mouth wide to suck them inside. A deep, gurgling moan of lewd satisfaction came from Grant’s throat as Mark began to slip his huge balls between his lips. He tried to take both balls at once, but they were just too big about half of one fat ball ran over his lips, refusing to pop inside them. With his eyes open, Mark could look up and see Grant’s hairy asshole and, while he washed his balls with his tongue, he began to wonder if Grant would come too soon if he rammed his tongue up that invitingly butch asshole and rimmed it until the big stud begged for mercy.
Mark let Grant’s balls slip out of his mouth after tonguing them for a few minutes, and applied a stronger pressure on Grant’s ass cheeks, so that he could bring the guy’s asshole down closer to his face. Now that asshole was within easy reach of Mark’s mouth. He closed his eyes and tightened his fingers on Grant’s ass cheeks and spread them apart.
Grant must have sensed what Mark was about to do for him, for suddenly the pressure of his mouth around Mark’s prick almost stopped. Mark could hear his heavy breathing as he waited to see if he was really going to rim him. Mark let Grant wait a second or two, then slid his tongue slowly from between his lips. Mark tasted the hairy warmth of the other young man’s sweaty flesh. He guided the tip of his tongue toward the crack of that ass, felt the tension ripple through Grant’s ass cheeks, then felt a sudden jolt backward as his tongue found the spot and rubbed quickly over and inside his asshole pucker.
The taste was tart but pleasant on his tongue in a way, this was even more exciting for Mark than taking Grant’s cock into his mouth. He pressed his tongue back against Grant’s puckered asshole rim and licked the warm, quivering ring of muscle. He could hear. Grant grunting and groaning as he began to suck Mark’s fuck tool again, with more urgency than before. Around and around Mark licked, making wet circles over Grant’s asshole and enjoying the involuntary responses of the guy’s body to what he was doing to it. Then Mark positioned the end of his slippery wet tongue in the very middle of the crack of Grant’s ass and began to apply pressure on his asshole. He felt the tight sphincter resisting, then slowly beginning to spread open to accept his plunging tongue. Mark shoved his face forward again and his tongue fucked deep into the guy’s hot asshole.
“Unh! Ohhhhh! Unnnhhh!” Grant grunted, not taking his mouth off Mark’s cock, through, as Mark drilled his hot tongue higher, fucking it at least an inch into Grant’s asshole. The strain on his throat was too much and he had to be satisfied with the penetration he’d already achieved, licking and sucking as he jerked his stiffened tongue back and forth through the twitching hole to literally fuck Grant with his tongue. Holding tightly onto the stud’s squirming ass, his fingers spreading the ass cheeks still wider open, Mark began to fuck Grant’s asshole with long, fast strokes of his agile tongue. In and out of that juicy, super-responsive ass he thrust it, each time feeling a fresh, more intense wave of excitement wash through him as Grant’s body heaved and shuddered, betraying his acute arousal.
While Mark rimmed him, Grant began to suck Mark’s cock again. His mouth plunged all the way down, taking the cock right to the thick, curly wreath of hair around the base, holding it for several seconds while his tongue washed around the cock shaft. Then Grant pulled his suctioning lips up until just the head of Mark’s prick was in his mouth. Mark’s foreskin was drawn tautly back, completely exposing his swollen, sensitive cockhead, and each time Grant’s hot tongue rubbed over it Mark felt a quiver race through his balls. He knew this was a signal that, if Grant continued to service him this well, he was almost ready to come.
Mark pulled his tongue quickly out of Grant’s ass. “I’m about to shoot it, man!” he panted.
“I’m almost there!”
Grant’s mouth only pumped up and dawn faster, his tongue licking Mark’s fucker more passionately, with greater friction.
“Grant! Christ! I’m going to!” Mark sobbed his powerfully muscled frame rocking from side to side beneath Grant’s body as the spasms of orgasm hit him. “Oh! Oh, God! God, yes! I’m going to come! I’m coming!”
One of Grant’s big, brawny hands flew down and seized his cock. He thrust it toward Mark’s open, waiting mouth. Mark sucked the cockhead and most of the cock shaft inside his mouth, and just as the thick cockhead passed through his lips, he felt the first hot spurt of Grant’s come shooting out of it. Mark closed his lips tightly around the jerking cock and sucked hard, not daring to even breathe lest this break his concentration as he prepared to drink Grant’s cock cream. His jism was hot and thick, deliciously salty to the taste as it gushed from his cock, filled Mark’s mouth, coated his tongue, and ran down his gulping throat to warm his belly and send a glow of satisfaction through his entire body.
Mark was coming, too. Almost from the first instant he’d felt Grant’s jism pouring into his mouth, he’d begun to pump his own fuck juices down Grant’s greedy throat in return for the favor. Mark clung tightly to the other man’s ass, fucking his prick deeper into Grant’s mouth, puffing Grant’s prick inside his own mouth as far as it would go. Mark’s warm lips were milking the sweet come from Grant’s cock, massaging it and caressing it with his sticky tongue as it continued to fire hot gushes of jism into his mouth.
Mark didn’t swallow the rest of Grant’s cock cream as he shot it instead, he gathered the come in the back of his mouth and held it there until Grant had finished coming. When Grant finally lifted himself up and pulled his drained cock slowly from between Mark’s lips, the guy on the bottom of the tight sixty-nine had what seemed like a quart of warm, salty come filling his mouth. Mark savored the taste, moving the jism slowly over his tongue. It felt thick and rich. He enjoyed the taste and the texture for a moment longer, then tilted his head back and let the huge pool of come slide right down his throat. He had to gulp hard to get it all down, but after a moment it was swallowed and Grant’s jism seemed to be flooding the whole interior of Mark’s body with its potent warmth. Mark moaned loudly as he licked his lips to get the traces of come that remained smeared there.
Grant turned his body around, eased his muscular weight off Mark, and slumped down onto the mattress against him. He was covered with perspiration and lay there exhausted for a moment, breathing heavily against Mark’s shoulder as the other guy threw an arm around him to pull him close in a hug.
Grant looked up and smiled. “You taste good!” he murmured.
“So do you,” Mark laughed.
The taste of Grant’s come was still strong in Mark’s mouth, and Mark had no intention of rinsing it out. He wanted to retain the flavor for the rest of the day as a reminder of their lovemaking. Grant moved his face to Mark’s and the two men kissed.
“We’d better get up and start getting ready for work,” Grant said, with obvious reluctance. “Right, boss?”
“Right.”
Grant was twenty-two and a construction worker. Mark, only three years his senior, was the foreman of the crew Grant had been working with ever since he’d moved to California from the east coast four months before. Both young men were definite butch types, as were all of the other guy’s on the construction crew. Grant had been shocked, at first, to learn that several of the rougher guys were gay. He’d been even more shocked when he’d discovered that the humpy foreman he’d secretly lusted after ever since joining the team was one of the boys, too.
Grant and Mark had run into each other by accident in the hallway of one of Los Angeles’ many gay baths. At the time, they’d been so embarrassed that they’d retreated after exchanging grunted hellos, and they had avoided each other for the rest of the night. Next day on the construction site, however, Mark had approached Grant as though nothing had happened. But something had. Each man now knew that the other was available. After work that afternoon they’d gone to Mark’s apartment for a couple of beers. The drinking had led quickly to some hot sucking and fucking in Mark’s bed, and the two construction workers had been fucking regularly ever since.
They were not exactly lovers both liked variety too much to want to remain faithful to any one guy but their friendship had deepened as a result of the extremely satisfying sex they shared.
“We’ve got a new man on the crew starting today,” Mark told Grant as they took turns showering and shaving in Mark’s bathroom.
“In case you’re interested.”
“Should I be interested?” Grant retorted. “I can’t imagine why you would be just because the guy is a gorgeous number.”
Grant laughed. “Have you made it with him yet?”
“I won’t pretend I haven’t made my move yet, but I don’t even know if the kid is gay or not,” Mark explained. “He’s from Germany, about your age, taking night courses at UCLA. Speak English very well and he’s very friendly. The only problem is that he’s very friendly and polite to everybody, so it doesn’t necessarily mean anything. Much as I wish it did.”
“But you said you’ve already put the make on him?”
“Oh, in a macho way very indirect. I was talking to him the other day, making him feel at home, answering his questions about the job, shit like that. I started telling him what a good body he had and asking him what sports he played back home and whether he had a girl or anything. It was all I could do to keep myself from raping him then but all I got out of him was the same big dumb smile.”
“Maybe you’re too old for him, man.”
“You cunt. Well, you go ahead and try your luck with him today as long as I get a piece of the action if you do get through to him. A three-way with the two of you would be this dirty old man’s idea of heaven on earth.”
They dressed and drove to the construction site in separate cars so Grant could go to his own place after work. It was another hot, muggy day and there was much to be done. Mark had to go over some blueprints in the foreman’s trailer, and Grant didn’t see him for a couple of hours. Grant talked and joked with some of the other guys during their much-needed mid-morning break. He didn’t notice Mark approaching with another young man in tow until the pair was almost upon his little group and heard Mark’s voice behind him.
“Guys, I’d like you to meet Gunther Weiss. Gunther’s from West Germany and will be working with us from now on. I hope you’ll all make him feel at home.”
Mark completed the introductions, introducing Gunther to each of the men in turn, but Grant barely heard the exchange of names and the polite small talk around him as he stared openly at the hot young German stud beside Mark. Grant tried to decide whether he’d ever seen a more perfect specimen of raw masculine beauty. He decided he hadn’t. Gunther was a blond giant, even taller than Grant. He had a natural build smooth, without the sharp definition that guys who were into bodybuilding sought, but solidly muscular and clearly the product of hard work and hard, athletic play. He was dressed much the same way Grant and the other construction workers were: scuffed work boots; tool belt slung low over the hips; thin tank top, one that had to stretch tautly to fit over Gunther’s huge shoulders and massive chest; indecently tight, faded jeans, revealing a huge cock-bulge for all the world to see and admire and covet. His bare arms bulged and hard muscle beneath their dark tan, and a yellow hard hat dangled from one big hand. The guy’s face was clean-shaven, virile, with extraordinary blue eyes, so light they almost seemed colorless in the fierce morning sunlight. The lips, set in the permanent smile Mark had mentioned, were full and red, parting to reveal the whitest teeth Grant had ever seen outside a toothpaste commercial on television. Gunther had long, thick, silky blond hair, bleached blonder here and there by exposure to the sun.
“And this is Grant Burrows,” Mark said, completing the round of introductions and deliberately saving Grant for last. “Grant’s new to California, too.”
“How do you do,” Gunther murmured, in the same deep, lightly-accented voice with which he’d responded to the other men’s greetings.
His handshake was firm. Grant wanted to grip those big, sunburned fingers hard, pull the blond to him in a crushing bear hug, and taste that kissable looking mouth right in front of Mark and the other guys. Instead, he controlled himself with an effort and responded warmly but with an appropriately butch restraint. But at that moment when their hands had touched, Grant had sworn to himself that he’d get into Gunther’s tight pants and find out if that cock was as big as it appeared.
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