Date: Sun, 28 Sep 2008 12:15:25 -0700 From: A Scribe Subject: Four Hours And A Bit Smooth, pale orbs held my cock in a vice grip. In return a wooden stock held his wrist and neck in a vice grip. He was bent forward. He was helpless to resist my assault on his ass. He was milking me. He was nervously mine for the next four hours. I had planned to take things slow. A lot of foreplay upstairs, with some oral sex to help him relax, had been my original intention. Once he had surrendered his sweet load to me, I thought, he would find it easier to allow me to fill his tight little bud with my aching cock. This was usually how I set about drawing my young boys into my web of sexual bliss. This was my tried and trusted method that kept everybody happy for as long as they appealed to me. I broke my own rules. I broke down as the sun filtered through his auburn hair. When he arrived we both thought it would be to spend the afternoon gardening. When he arrived on my doorstep the only connection to gardening that entered my mind was planting my seed inside of his warm body. "Leave now and never come back or step inside and let me fuck you." I told him. So much for watching him work shirtless in my garden while I stroked my cock beneath the windowsill. So much for having him sitting in my kitchen drinking a soda with very little clothing. So much for having him take a show before going home, in full sight of my hidden camera and peephole. So much gone before it even had a chance to get started or so I thought. He stepped inside. He closed the door. He turned to face me. He never said a word. He just waited. He obeyed my command to strip. He folded his clothes neatly. He set them on the floor alongside the door. He let me gaze at his naked body. He never flinched as I stared for an eternity at his cock. He turned at my signal. He waited as I stared at his tight, smooth ass. He wore the leather collar and leash as if it were a part of him. He followed me like a well trained puppy downstairs to my basement playroom. He never said a sound until I slipped the head of my cock past his sphincter muscle into the cave of his bowels. He groaned then. "Fuck me like a man" he said. I did. I lifted him up onto his toes with my thrusts. I fucked him hard. I fucked him for a short, intense period of timelessness. I emptied myself inside of him. I stepped back. I looked at the clock. Four more hours at least.