Date: Fri, 4 Jan 2008 17:03:17 EST
From: Wardsafe@aol.com
Subject: Delivering 2

After we had both dressed and calmed down we went back to
the galley for a drink. Sitting at the table looking at each
other in silence for a few minutes was difficult. I realized
that while I'm looking at the guy that I just sucked the cum
out of and I could still taste it in my mouth. He finally
broke the silence by saying that he would keep his part of
the bargain and would indeed fuck me up the ass especially
considering the quality of blowjob he had just gotten. I
kind of shuddered with relief and fear at the same time. I
think I was somewhat babbling and struck with nervous
laugher when I asked when he would like to do it.

Not tonight for sure was his response, but three weeks from
tonight would work for him. I could relax a bit and said
that would be fine for me. Then he dropped the bomb by
saying that since I had given him a spanking and tied his
ass up that he felt entitled to administer a little pain to
me before he fucked my ass. With that statement he chuckled
and said that I would regret the day I spanked his ass. As
he smiled, I felt his bare foot reach across under the table
and caress my crotch making my cock instantly hard. When he
realized I was hard he increase the pressure on my groin
until I finally cried out in pain. All he said was get used
to it boy, in three weeks I'll show you what pain is all
about.

Well, I had survived the longest three weeks of my life and
was waiting patiently for Bob to arrive. According to our
previous discussion I had completely shaved (everything
below the neck) and had taken enough enemas to flush out the
Holland Tunnel. I felt clean and empty with my heart in my
throat waiting for the phone to ring. Finally, he called and
said he was waiting and he didn't like to be kept waiting. I
ran to the end of the dock and let him in apologizing for
any delay. The smile on his face frightened me and I had the
very distinct feeling that I was taking a trip tonight that
might just change my life. You must understand that except
for giving him a blowjob I had never done anything sexual
with another guy.

He said nothing on the long walk down the dock which had me
filling the void with nervous chatter which only served to
elicit a slight smile from him. On arrival at the boat I
asked if he would like a beer which he turned down with a
gruff tone and said you wanted this so get your ass back to
the stateroom and strip. At this point nervous anticipation
does not describe what is going on in my head. He follows me
down the steps and very quickly dumps the contents of a
small bag on the bed. It seems he had brought his own
restraints and other items including a butt plug, small
leather paddle and other items which I didn't recognize all
of which he planned to "get even" for the spanking I had
given him.

As soon as I was naked he approached me looking at my
nipples and said that it would appear you are very excited
but your cock and balls seem to have shrunken back to that
of a little boy. I tried to explain that I was excited but
it was mostly because it was cool in the stateroom. With
that he reached out and twisted both of my nipples hard
making me yelp in pain. His demeanor has now completely gone
from civil to angry and demanding. He said that the only
time I want to hear a sound from you is if I ask a question
otherwise keep you fucking mouth shut unless his cock is in
it. Next I was instructed to call him sir but only to speak
in response to questions.


After telling me to lie on the bed face up he started to
secure my hands and feet with leather restraints. Next he
placed a blindfold over my eyes shutting off any view I had
of what was to happen. After he had me secured and
blindfolded he asks if I had any questions or comment
because I would not have another chance to speak. I meekly
asked what my safe word was; he just laughed and leaned in
close and I felt his tongue touch my nipple which was
quickly replaced by teeth as he bit my very erect nipple,
causing me to scream in pain. Next were the most ominous
words I have every heard. You dumb fuck, there is no safe
word, and your ass is mine.

My heart rate is now about 150 and I'm sucking air like the
room is running out. He very calmly started talking and
explained that I should be careful what I ask for and in
particular after giving his ass a beating. With that I felt
him get on the bed and straddle my chest. It was evident
that he was now naked and I could feel his shaved balls high
on my chest as he instructed me to open my mouth. On doing
so I felt and tasted his cock enter with the admonition not
to allow any teeth. Having sucked his cock and liking it
this didn't seem so bad until he forced it so far into my
throat that I gagged. He would pull out and repeat the
process, I don't know how long this went on but I could
taste his leaking juices when he finally stopped and got off
the bed. While this made it easier to breath, I almost
longed for his cock in my mouth.

What came next was not expected. After hearing the sound of
him rattling around he got back on the bed and I felt him
pinching my right nipple. I don't know why, but the right
one is most sensitive. A few minutes into this my nipple was
rock hard and was feeling very good when I was racked by
incredible pain causing me to scream and jerk my body trying
to escape. As the pain subsided he explained in a very soft
voice that I now had an irremovable nipple ring installed.
Having said that he reached down and gently touched my balls
and cock which for some reason were very sensitive. My cock
quickly hardened and my balls pulled up tight to my body. He
then explained that he had thought about piercing my cock
tonight be decided that he would save that for another time.
I started to relax but was quickly brought back to reality
when he said it was time to turn me over and beat my ass.
With that statement I was rolled over face down and told
that he was going to release my leg restraints but that if I
failed to do what he asked I would be beaten unmercifully.

Being on my stomach gave some respite to the fact that I was
completely exposed and vulnerable to his punishment. That
thought was quickly disprove when I felt the first impact
from the leather paddle he had brought. His strokes were
delivered with just enough time in between to allow me to
relax. Once the pattern was established, the anticipation of
the next blow was excruciating. I don't know how long or how
many strokes he administered but I know the blindfold was
soaked with tears and I was sobbing like a baby when he
finally stopped.

My next surprise was the sound of his cell phone ringing. On
answering all he said was, I'll be out in a minute and let
you in. I started to question but immediately felt the
paddle on my ass again with his instruction to shut the fuck
up. I lay face down with my ass burning like fire not
knowing what was going to happen next. After about ten
minutes I heard the boat hatch open and heard voices.
"Voices", now what the hell was he going do? As best I could
determine there were two voices in addition to my "friend"
Bob. To say that my heart rate and respiration increased is
an understatement. I can hear my heart beat and hear my
breathing as I suck in air. I can hear them coming down into
the stateroom and laughing and talking. One voice asked,
what the hell did you do to his ass"? Bob's voice then
clearly said, don't worry about it, you're just here to fuck
him and leave. At that I felt my waist being lifted up and
padding placed under my lower abdomen. My legs were then
spread and tied. All of this taking place in the midst of
casual conversation like they were at a ball game. The next
comment was that they should lube my up good if they were
not going to use condoms. I felt a cold gel being applied to
my hole and next a very large finger being inserted to lube
the inside. My responses were reduced at this point to
moaning, some from good feelings, and some from pain.


Bob's voice was clearly in control as he instructed the
other two to wait their turn since he had a deal with me he
would fuck me first and since they were much larger it only
made sense that he wouldn't loosen my ass too much. I felt
someone between my legs and could actually feel a body
pressing down on me when a voice in my ear said, you wanted
to get fucked, fucked you will be and without warning I felt
a searing pain in my ass as he hammered his cock full depth
into my very tense hole. I remembered being thankful for the
lube and trying to relax my hole. Bob just started pounding
without regard for me but within seconds, I was actually
enjoying getting fucked. He must have been pretty worked up
because he went off in about three minutes filling my hole
with slippery juice which I became even more thankful for as
the next guy replaced him. His size was noticeable and his
style lacking because all he wanted to do was shoot a load
and leave.

The last guy was gentle and took a little time to massage my
balls and cock before inserting his cock. He added lube and
told me to try and relax and gently worked what had to be a
ten inch cock up my ass. He was slow and patient and once
relaxed my cock started to harden and I felt very good. He
lasted a long time and I found myself grunting and pushing
back against his thrusts. I suddenly felt that familiar
feeling and my balls pulled up tight. My orgasm did not
shoot or ejaculate in the typical sense. I just became very
tense and I felt a sudden release resulting in a flow of
fluid from my aching cock. Shortly after I felt the last guy
tense up and grow rigid as he deposited his seed up my ass.

I was released from my bonds and told to keep the blindfold
on until they left. My friend Bob was last to leave and said
upon leaving that you should always be careful what you wish
for! I just collapsed and lay on the bed with cum leaking
from my much abused hole.

From the tie and tickle bondage to getting a beating and
gang fucked was a far reach for me. Clearly fright and
excitement are compatible feelings for me. Who knows where
this will go.

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