Date: Mon, 6 May 2013 21:09:42 -0700 From: Master Gilbert Subject: Cigar Boy Chapter 9 All characters and events in this work are fictitious. Any resemblance to real events or real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. Though this work of fiction may contain sexual situations and/or sexual acts between adults and minors, neither the author condones such situations and/or acts. Cigar Boy, Chapter 9 I was so conflicted being tied down and not being able to move. I wanted so bad to hear anything, feel something, but there was nothing there. I have no idea how long it's been. All I do know is that I would do anything just to feel something. I tried to sleep, but I couldn't. My mind latched on to every sound, even the beating of my own heart. There were times I felt like Mike was standing there looking at me, but I had no way to be sure. There were also times when I felt like there was a deep dark hole in me and I was falling into it. Was that someone touching my leg? Did someone just blow smoke over my face? Did the temperature in the room just change as if someone were standing near me? My mind kept racing. There was also no concept of time for me now. I was thinking it had been a couple of hours. But I guess it could have just as easily been 5 or 6 hours. Was Mike going to let me go home tonight? Was Mike even still in the house? Oh God! What have I gotten myself into? I started to hyperventilate. I was breathing shallow. I was scared. My head was spinning. Then it happened, I started to cry. I was crying and I could not stop. That's when it happened, Mike started laughing. Mike was there. He was in the room with me. Mike was laughing at me. I thought my mind would stop spinning now but it didn't. I want to feel him touch me, but he wasn't, and I could not reach out and feel for anything because I was tied down. "I wondered how long you would last boy." I heard Mike say. It was hard because of the hood. But I could hear him and I started to relax some. "Breath in boy" I heard. So I tried to calm down and breathe. Mike must have been blowing smoke over the hood because I got a lung full of cigar smoke. That made me cough, but I actually felt better. So I continued to take deep breathes and Mike continued to blow cigar smoke over my face. What was at first calming to me started to become intoxicating. My head was spinning again but for a totally different reason. I still had not felt anything, but at least I knew Mike was there. I could smell his cigars and I would hear him talk to me. But then that stopped again. As comforting as Mike's voice and smoke were, now I missed them again. Once again I started going through everything all over again. There was an exception this time though. I guess because Mike was blowing smoke over the hood and into my face, now I smelled cigars constantly. I tried to stay more calm this time. I tried to relax. That didn't last too long though. I was about to start crying again when I heard something that snapped me back out of it. At first I didn't care. I mean anything was better than the dark hole that I felt like I was slipping into. But then I changed my mind, this might actually be worse. "Well what do we have here." The voice said and shivers went up my spine. "Looks like there is a fuck hole here just waiting to get used," the voice continued and I started to pray I was wrong about who it was. I felt a hand touch my leg. I tried to pull away but of course I could not move. The hand moved up my thigh until it found my ass. "This bitch has a plug in his ass." And again I cringed. Please let me be wrong about who this was. Please! But I wasn't of course, it was Jim. He undid my legs and lifted them high until I was bent in half. Then he reattached them to the same place my wrists were attached. Next he grabbed the plug that was in my ass and started to play with it. I tried not to moan but I could not help it. I tried to hold my breath, anything, so that Jim did not think I enjoyed it. But the next thing I heard took my fear to a whole new place. "Up pup" I heard Jim say and then I felt someone, or something, crawl up on the bed behind me. Then I felt Jim grab the plug and start pulling and twisting. I also felt a tongue start licking at my ass. That tongue was doing its best to get inside my ass. I could feel it get between the plug and the skin around my hole. The more Jim twisted and pulled the more that tongue tried to drill inside me. I was doing my best not to moan and groan, but I couldn't stop it. I was felt like I was betraying Mike. I could not stop it though. I had no control and as much as I tried not to get turned on, that tongue on my ass was driving me crazy. I was ready to start crying again when I heard Mike. "What the fuck do you think you're doing?" Mike's voice was both loud and forceful. "I was playing with this sweet boy hole here." I heard Jim respond. "And letting my new pup do what he does best." "Get Rob off the bed Jim and stop playing games." Mike huffed. Now my mind was spinning, it was Rob licking my ass and Jim had called Rob his pup. I could tell Mike was not amused, but I knew he didn't like Jim anyway. "Now Mike, we had a deal. I get to play with Rob and I keep your secrets and allow you to spend quality time with your new boy." Jim said coldly. "Rob seems to like being my pup and bitch and I think you like having me cover you at work and allow you to do what you want." "Jim, shut the fuck up. I tolerate you playing with Rob and I never told you that you could play with Adam. Now if you don't mind, either go to the den, or get the fuck out of my house." Wow, Mike was really mad. I could hear it in his voice and I think Jim could tell too because I could feel him grab Rob and pull him off the bed. "Just relax boy." Mike said in the most reassuring voice he could after all that. Mike grabbed my ankles and brought them back down like they were. Then Mike spent a couple minutes stroking my thighs and chest. Just his touch made me relax. I kept waiting for Mike to let me off the bed, or take the hood off me, but he did neither. "I will be back in a few minutes boy, just stay here." Mike said with a laugh as he hit me on my stomach and left. But unlike the last time I did not start to panic, I relaxed and let my mind go blank. Instead of fighting against the things that were holding me in place, I took comfort in being held in place. A few seconds later I felt someone come into the room and I waited to figure out who it was. Then I felt a hand touch my arm and a whisper in my ear. "It's me, Rob" he said. "I got sent out of the den and was told to come take the restraints off you." I nodded as best I could and felt Rob undoing the things on my wrists and then on my ankles. I felt the hood for the first time and realized how completely cut off I was from the world with this on. "Dad told me to wait about the hood bro, sorry." Rob said as he watched me feel the hood. "Dad and Jim are having it out in the den." Rob started telling me. "This is going to get ugly man. I know dad is pissed. You can tell by how red he got and the vein on his forehead." I could just imagine Mike's face turning red but I had never seen the vein pop out yet. "I hope dad doesn't screw this up." Rob went on. "I mean I really like Jim. I love the way he fucks me and all the puppy stuff is fun too." Okay, now I wanted him to just shut up. I really didn't want to hear this now. I just wanted to get this hood off me and see what was going on. "Jim loves to fuck really rough. He loves grabbing me and forcing me on his cock and he leaves this tail plug in me all the time so that when he's ready to fuck me he just pulls it out and puts his cock in my ass." Rob really needed to just shut up. I know Mike would want to know all of this. Mike asked me to find out for him what was going on. But to be honest, I didn't want to think about any of this right now. For the first time I really just wanted out of these restraints. I moaned loudly thinking that Rob would get the hint, but instead he kept talking. "You know it's not really that bad. Jim acts all mean and stuff when he's around other people but when we are alone he likes to scratch behind my ears, blow smoke in my face, and stroke my head." Rob went on. Finally I just shook my arms and legs violently and Rob finally started to release me. First he unhooked my ankles and then my wrists. Then Rob took the restraints off me. Finally he began to undo my hood. When the hood finally came off and I could move my jaw I began to realize that my jaw was more stiff then I thought it was. It was also the first time I got to see Rob. He was in boots, a black jock strap, and had a tail coming out of his ass. He looked funny. But is a strange way he also looked like a puppy and had this funny, happy look on his face. I motioned for something to drink and Rob went running out of the room and came back with a bottle of water. Rob held it to my lips and I got to take a drink. All the while I could hear the voices from down the hall. "They have been going at it for a while now." Rob said. As I got up for the first time I was suddenly reminded of the new piercing that I was given. It was painfully clear when I stood up. It was also not lost on Rob who was looking at it with a wicked smile. "I have been looking at that ring in your cock. When did you get it?" Rob asked while reaching out to touch it. "I just got it earlier today," I replied as I pulled back from him. "I want one!" Rob said grinning from ear to ear. "Really" I said? "Why?" "I think it's neat looking." He replied. "It's really sore right now." I replied. "Can I suck on it?" Rob asked. "No!" I pleaded as I started to cry. "Please no." "I would like to see that." Jim said from the doorway. "To see my new pup sucking on that newly pierced cock of yours." Jim scared me and I turned to look at the door. Jim was standing there leaning against the doorway and enjoying one of Mike's cigars. While I was looking at him I saw Rob crawl over to him and sit at his feet. Rob looked up at Jim and Jim patted Rob on his head and scratched behind his ear. "Please no Sir, my cock is so sore right now." I pleaded with Jim. "Please no to what?" I heard Mike say as he came down the hall. "I want to see pup suck on your boy's new pa." Jim said. "No" Mike said with authority. Mike nodded toward the den and I took that as a sign to get out of here. I wasted no time. I went straight to the den and sat down on the floor next to Mike's chair and waited. I heard the front door open and close and within a few minutes Mike came in and sat down in his chair. He motioned toward his humidor and so I got up and picked out a cigar, then brought the cutter and lighter over to Mike. "Light it boy" Mike commanded me. Mike did not have me light his cigars often. Usually he lit his own cigars or had me hold his lighter. But this time he wanted me to light it. I cut the end just like I had been shown. Then I put it in my mouth and moistened the end. Finally I toasted the end and started to puff on it turning it slowly so that I could be sure it was completely lit. Finally I handed it to Mike who took a long draw off of it and blew it into my face. This made me instantly hard. My cock hurt but I was lost in Mike's smoke and he knew it. As I stood there taking in his smoke I felt his hand grab my ass and move me to his lap. Before long I was sitting on Mike's lap with his finger in my ass while he smoked. Mike turned on a baseball game and sat back and enjoyed his cigar, and my ass. He kept playing with something in my ass that would make my cock twitch and before too long I was leaking all over his leg, but he didn't seem to mind. After he finished his cigar he told me to go get him a beer. When I returned to the den Mike was sitting there rubbing his cock through his jeans. I knew I was about to either suck his cock or get fucked, but I would have done either as long as he let me light up another cigar for him. "Would you like a cigar too?" I slyly asked with a grin. Without even waiting for an answer I went to the humidor and got one of his favorite cigars. Once back at his side I handed him the beer and lit this cigar just like I did the last one. Then I try to hand it to Mike but he just sat there looking at me. "No boy, you lit the cigar, now maybe you should smoke it." Mike said. I wasn't ready for that. I just stood there. I looked at Mike but he just continued to stroke his cock through his jeans and slip on his beer. "You better smoke that cigar boy. Do not disappoint me." Mike said. I put the cigar back in my mouth and took a draw off of it. I did my best to smoke the cigar like Mike did, but it was hard. As I smoked, Mike took his cock out of his pants and started to stroke it. It was hard for me the concentrate on smoking while Mike was stroking his cock. His cock was so big and fat. Never in my life did I know lust the way I do now. I see his cock and I want it. I want to taste it, and feel it in me. I want him so bad it actually hurts at times and I can never seem to not stare at it. Maybe that's how Mike knew I was gay even before I did. "Do you see something you want boy?" Mike asked me snapping me out of my cigar smoke haze. I nodded while I continued to smoke the cigar. I was still trying to emulate Mike as I smoked so I was taking big puffs and filling my mouth and then trying to let the smoke roll out of my mouth. I was even blowing smoke in Mike's face for a change. My cock was standing straight out and the new weight on the end of it felt funny. It made my cock swing more, and bounce. Mike seemed to delight in watching it bounce to and was taking every advantage he could to ensure it bounced. But I didn't care. I wanted Mike's cock and really didn't care about my own cock at this point. I guess it was true what I had heard Mike and Jim say, that a boys cock was just there as a play thing for a dad. Mike stroked his big cock and leaned back in his chair so that his cock was pointed straight up to the ceiling. "Come on boy, climb up here. Just don't stop smoking that cigar." I straddled the chair and climbed up, then started to sit down on Mike's cock. I was using my hand to line it up with my hole and looking Mike in the eyes while I lowered my ass onto it. Just as it started to enter my ass Mike thrust upward and I took his whole cock in one stroke. The resulting gasp made me suck the cigar smoke into my lungs and that started me coughing. My coughing made Mike smile. Mike sat back down and I followed him keeping his cock buried deep in my ass. Since my ass had been fingered for what seemed like an hour it was pretty easy for me to ride Mike's cock. So Mike just sat there, letting me ride his cock while I smoked the cigar. The harder I slammed my ass onto Mike's cock, the harder I smoked that cigar and the more Mike smiled. Mike seemed to almost take pride in how hard I was working to get his cum in me and he was doing his best to make sure I didn't get it too quickly. At some point I closed my eyes, arched my back, pointed that cigar toward the ceiling and bounced as hard and fast as I could to get Mike to cum. The result was that I was hauling on that cigar like mad too. The smoke was burning my lungs and Mike's cock was turning my ass into a tunnel. As I continued to bounce and slam, I started hearing Mike, who until now had remained pretty quiet. "That's it boy. You know you want that cock and cum." Mike half grunted and growled. "Prove to me that you want to be my little cigar boy." I guess it had gotten to be all Mike could handle because he grabbed my hips and started to control the rhythm of my fucking. Mike was beginning to really slam my ass so I was willing to bet that he was close. I looked down at him again and his eyes were closed and you could tell he was lost in the fuck. I started blowing smoke in his face again and that's when he opened his eyes and I felt like he looked right through me and into my soul. At that point I felt Mike's cum filling me and it was so hot it almost burned. Mike reached up and took the cigar out of my mouth and put it in his. Then he took a deep draw and filled his mouth with smoke while grabbing the back of my head and pulling me face to face with him. I knew he was going to blow the smoke into my face so I readied myself for it. But instead he took the cigar out of his mouth, and then pulled me into a lip lock French kissing me deep while letting the smoke mix in our mouths. It was so hot to feel Mike's cock still in my ass and while his tongue was deep down my throat. I felt connected to him in a way that I hadn't before. I would gladly do anything Mike wanted. I always felt like Mike's boy, but now he had called me his cigar boy. END OF CHAPTER 9