Date: Fri, 20 Oct 2006 10:39:17 -0400 From: Scott Subject: Drama Class This story is a fictional work about bondage and whipping. All characters are imaginary. Part One: Jeremy did as he always did every night. Before bed he locked his bedroom door, closed the air conditioning vent, and opened his window to the hot humid autumn night. Then after stripping naked and getting the ropes from under his mattress, he tied his ankles together at the footboard of his bed. Then, lying on his back, he stretched out his lithe 16-year-old body and put his wrists through a loop of rope at the headboard, his erection already rock-hard. There he would lie on his back, completely naked, writhing his young body this way and that as his wrists and ankles tugged on the ropes. It didn't take long before a fine sheen of sweat glistened all over his tight smooth body. The boy would torment himself as long as he could stand it, imagining someone standing over him, whipping his bare chest and stomach. Then finally, in a frenzy, he would roll himself over and gyrate his pelvis up and down, now imagining his bare butt being spanked with a belt, until he ejaculated, after which his supple sweat-soaked body would collapse and drift off to sleep. Jeremy was always glad that he had the responsibility of doing his own laundry. Being a shy boy, Jeremy didn't have many friends. He knew he was kinky and wasn't sure if he was really gay or not, at least not until that first day of drama class. Sitting next to him was an Asian boy who could best be described as delicious! His name was Sasanouk and he wore a black tank top that revealed the most sensuous arms Jeremy had ever seen. Thick straight black hair flowed down past Sasanouk's ears, almost to his surprisingly broad shoulders, shoulders that contrasted rather nicely with the boy's very slender waist. The class project for that week involved acting out a captivating scene from a movie with a partner. Jeremy and Sasanouk looked at each other once and knew they would be working together. "Would you like to be my partner?" Jeremy asked. "Sure," Sasanouk responded. "What movie should we do a scene from?" "Hmmm ... Have you seen the Jungle Book?" "Yeah, that's a good choice." "But which scene is the most captivating?" Sasanouk asked rhetorically. The two boys sat and thought for a while, neither wanting to state the obvious. Finally, Sasanouk spoke first and said, "I think I know." "Yeah ... me too. Are you thinking what I'm thinking?" Jeremy asked. "I think so. The whipping scene?" Sasanouk asked, almost regrettably. In an effort to put his new acquaintance at ease, Jeremy hastily said, "I could be the jungle boy." "Yeah, right!" Sasanouk laughed. "Don't worry. I'll go easy on you." "We have to be ready by Friday. When should we rehearse? "Are you free this afternoon? Our house has a big attic, but it's not air conditioned. "So it'll be just like the jungle!" Jeremy was in dreamland the rest of the day. Never before had he been filled with such an intense feeling of anticipatory excitement. Stripping off his school clothes and donning only a pair of gym shorts, he worked feverishly in the attic, securing ropes here and there, trying to imagine which position Sasanouk would look best in. For the whip, Jeremy chose an old leather strap that was once used as a dog leash. He cut off both ends and attached it to one of his old drum sticks. "Not bad," Jeremy thought to himself. His heart raced when the doorbell rang. His body dripping with sweat, Jeremy raced down two flights of stairs and opened the door. Sasanouk was wearing only a pair of cut-offs and flip flops and the sight of his shirtless torso caused Jeremy's breath to stick in his throat. Trying to be nonchalant, Jeremy got each of them a Coke from the kitchen and led Sasanouk upstairs. "You've been busy!" Sasanouk remarked as he saw all the ropes ... and the whip. "Yeah," was all Jeremy could say as he gazed at Sasanouk's sexy light brown torso. "Is that what you're going to wear?" "No." Sasanouk unbuttoned his cut-offs, let them drop down to the floor over his gorgeous legs, and stepped out of them. Jeremy could not believe his eyes. Before him stood the most beautiful Asian boy he had ever seen, now wearing a fur loin cloth. "Nice!" Jeremy was again speechless. Sasanouk correctly interpreted Jeremy's "nice" as to mean more than just the loincloth. "You've been busy, too!" Jeremy said quickly said in an effort to make light of the situation. "It's an old halloween costume." "You wore that for Halloween?!!" Jeremy laughed. "Hey, this isn't the first time I've been a jungle boy." The two boys looked at each other for more than just a short while. They clicked. Both Jeremy and Sasanouk knew something was beginning, but they wasn't sure what it was ... yet. "So .... " Jeremy began ... "How should we do this?" "Well," Sasanouk responded as he looked around the room, "it looks as though you've got some ideas." "Yeah ... uhhh ... how did they do it in the movie?" "They stretched his arms out." "Oh ... yeah ... " Jeremy responded, trying to disguise his excitement. "So ... I guess you need to stand over here between these two posts." Sasanouk walked over to where Jeremy was pointing and stood with his arms at his sides as Jeremy took hold of the rope and tied each of Sasanouk's wrists. Then, first at one post and then the other, Jeremy pulled the ropes tight and watched in delight as Sasanouk's arms lifted and stretched out in the ten-o'clock and two'o'clock positions. Jeremy didn't stop there. At the base of each post were other ropes which Jeremy used to tie around Sasanouk's ankles. He pulled those tight as well, causing Sasanouk's legs to spread apart just like his arms until he almost had to stand on his tippy toes. Jeremy walked in front of his prize and said, "Wow! You look great!" Sasanouk said nothing as the two boys gazed into each other's eyes. Sweat was already beginning to trickle down the Asian boy's smooth sides. Jeremy picked up the whip and stood ready. "Where's the lost city?" "I'll never tell you!" Sasanouk responded. "My whip will make you talk!" "NEVER!" Sasanouk shouted a little too excitedly. Jeremy correctly interpreted Sasanouk's "Never" as to really mean "Whip me!" Jeremy circled around to Sasanouk's backside. The Asian boy was certainly more fit and looked as though he might even work out regularly. Approaching Sasanouk he lowered the whip and placed his other hand on his captive's bare back, caressing gently. "I don't want to hurt you," Jeremy said quietly. "It's okay," Sasanouk whispered back. "Okay," Jeremy barely whispered as he stepped back and raised the whip. The first lash smacked diagonally from Sasanouk's right shoulder to his left hip. The Asian boy let out a yelp and jerked his lithe body forward as much as the tight ropes would allow. As Jeremy raised the whip again, he felt hornier than he'd ever felt in his life. This time he backhanded the whip, lashing Sasanouk from his left shoulder to his right hip. And the lashes continued. Sasanouk yelped more loudly and jerked his young body more wildly with each successive lash. His bare back was soon covered with light pink marks, all of which would fade overnight. Towards the end Sasanouk gave in to the whipping, bowing his head, only whimpering as each new lash was applied to his now sweat-soaked back. Jeremy lost count of the lashes. 20? 25? He couldn't remember. The number of marks indicated about that many. Jeremy dropped the whip and circled around to Sasanouk's front. With his index finger, Jeremy lifted his captive's chin and asked, "Now you'll tell me where the lost city is, won't you?" Through half-open eyes, Sasanouk whispered, "Okay." Jeremy couldn't resist reaching his hand out and caressing Sasanouk's smooth wet stomach and chest. The boy's locked eyes again and something was communicated. Jeremy untied Sasanouk's ankles and watched with delight as the Asian boy feigned listlessness as Jeremy loosened one of the ropes binding Sasanouk's wrists. After loosening the other one, he lowered Sasanouk to the floor where the Asian boy lay on his back, his arms and legs spread out in all directions. Jeremy reached down and gently untied the small leather straps on Sasanouk's fur loin cloth. Sasanouk only breathed, his hairless teen boy chest puffed out, glistening with sweat, his stomach now more concave than ever. Jeremy removed Sasanouk's loin cloth and then his own gym shorts. Both boys had painfully rock-hard erections! Gently, very gently, Jeremy lay his now naked body on top of Sasanouk's. Jeremy caressed Sasanouk's head as Sasanouk lifted his arms and caressed Jeremy's back. Each boy tasted the others sweat-soaked shoulders, neck, and face until their lips finally met. Time stopped for a while until they finally ejaculated at about the same time. There the two boys rested, one on top of the other, Jeremy's face buried in Sasanouk's neck. "I love you." Jeremy whispered. "I love you, too." Sasanouk responded. "We need to practice more." "Definitely!" Part Two: The next day Jeremy, again wearing only gym shorts, was once again in a state of exited erotic delerium as he got everything ready. Wanting to try something new, he brought a piano bench along with some more rope up the the attic. This time he set the bench in the center of four support posts and tied lengths of rope about four feet up on each post. Jeremy then lay down on the bench and stretched out his arms and legs. "Perfect" he thought. It barely supported his butt and shoulders. His head hung down and back. Had he been the one tied up, his arms and legs would have been stretched out horizontally in all directions, his lythe frame in the shape of an "X." Suddenly, he got a brilliant idea. It was very difficult for Jeremy to resist the impulse to jack off, but he wanted to save himself for Sasanouk that afternoon. Finally the doorbell rang and Sasanouk again was wearing only cutoffs. The boys hastily went upstairs to continue "rehearsing" for the play. "What's this?" Sasanouk asked. "Oh, you'll see ... boy." Sasanouk was quick to figure this new bondage position and get into his role. "No way you're getting me on that! I won't tell you any more! ... You can't make me!" That was all the challenge Jeremy needed and with that he took Sasanouk by the arm, spun him around, got him in half nelson, buckled his knees, and and brought him to the floor where the two shirtless boys engaged in more than just a few minutes of playful and often sensual wrestling, working up a healthy sweat in the process ... until ... Jeremy gave up and lay on the floor, breathing hard, his arms and legs splayed out in all directions, allowing Sasanouk to stratle his pelvis and pin his arms. Jeremy looked into the gorgeous deep dark eyes of the Asian boy above him, then at the bench, then back at Sasanouk. That was all the cue Sasanouk to wrestle Jeremy up to the bench. Jeremy feigned weakness, helping only a little, relishing Sasanouk's manhandling of his nearly naked body. Once Jeremy's shoulders and butt were resting at each end of the piano bench, Sasanouk quickly tied Jeremy's wrists and ankles. Again, Jeremy feigned listlessness gave perfunctory moans of resistance, but his brilliant idea couldn't have turned out better! He had no idea what Sasanouk would do to him, but whatever it would be, he wanted it! Now that Jeremy's arms and legs were stretched out tight and his head was hanging back off the end of the bench, Sasanouk said, "Now I've got you! I want you to promise to leave me alone and let me go back to my jungle." Jeremy looked up into Sasanouk's eyes and whispered, "Never! ... You cant' make me!" and then hung his head back down off the table. "Well ... I guess we have some work to do." Sasanouk said as he caressed the palm of his hand over Jeremy's smooth stomach and chest. Jeremy's satin gym shorts were already tented as high as they could go and Sasanouk tickled his fingernails across Jeremy's abdomen just above the waistband of his shorts causing Jeremy's stomach to quiver every so slightly. Sasanouk went downstairs and left Jeremy in the stuffy attic to ponder for nearly an hour what might happen next. During that time Jeremy pulled and tugged on the ropes, barely able to bend his elbows and knees, his taut frame quickly becoming soaked with sweat. Finally, Jeremy heard footsteps coming up the steps, louder and louder. Then the door opened and closed. For Jeremy, the only thing that moved was his penis stiffening. He left his head hung back to intensify the surprise. Then he felt many thin strands tickling his cheek, neck, and shoulder. "I think you might change your mind about leaving me alone," Sasanouk whispered seductively. Jeremy opened his eyes and turned his head. His breath got stuck in his throat. Sasanouk was dangling a whip over his bare chest and stomach, the ends of the thin cords just gracing over Jeremy's supple skin. The handle of the small whip was about a foot long and Jeremy wasn't sure what it had been made from, but he had no question as to where the thin cords had come from. It looked as though Sasanouk had taken an extention cord, separated the two wires, and cut them up into several single strands, about a foot and a half long, and secured them to the handle tightly with tape. Jeremy's eyes grew wide as Sasanouk continued to taunt his willing victim, tickling the ends of the cords all up and down Jeremy's long stretched out legs, pausing at each of Jeremy's inner thighs. Sasanouk then pulled Jeremy's silk gym shorts down to when his pubic hair began and up from Jeremy's legs revealing as much skin as possible. "Last chance, boy!" Sasanouk said as he raised the whip. Jeremy wasn't sure just how painful the lashes might be, but all he had to do was look up at his new Asian friend, now dressed in that sexy fur loin cloth. Yeah, he wanted it, and he could tell Sasanouk was excited as well. "Never," Jeremy finally whispered and then lowered his head back and closed his eyes. The first lash lightly slapped across Jeremy's concave stomach, causing Jeremy to wince slightly. It didn't hurt at all. Sasanouk was just testing his new toy. The next lash slapped across Jeremy's puffed up chest, only slightly harder, and again Jeremy only winced. The third lash was again harder, this time slapping across Jeremy's midsection between his belly button and nipples, the tips of the cords wrapping around this bare torso and barely stinging his side. The next lash was about the same intensity, this time it wrapped around Jeremy's upper leg, the tips of the cord stinging his inner thigh. It was more of a torment than a torture. Sasanouk could have whipped Jeremy hard and caused his skin to welt up, but the lashes were not too heavy, causing Jeremy to flinch more from surprise than from pain. As Sasanouk whipped Jeremy, he circled his victim like a lion on the prowl, carefully stepping over the each rope that streched out from Jeremy to the four support posts. Each lash slapped across a different part of Jeremy's nearly naked body than the previous lash. Soon Jeremy's skin from his knees to his hips and from his hips to his armpits slowly began to turn pink. Sasanouk could see no welts and pinkness would probably fade in less than an hour. Good, Sasanouk though to himself. He had wanted to savor the experience and stretch it out as long as possible. Finally, after many many lashes, the last few causing Jeremy to whimper as well and flinch, Sasanouk stopped just above Jeremy's head, the Asian boy's legs on each side of Jeremy's face. Jeremy opened his eyes and breathed in Sasanouk's natural body scent. Both boys were glistening with sweat by now. "What do you say now, boy." Sasanouk seductively asked. "Okay," Jeremy whispered between breaths. "You can go back to the jungle." And with that Jeremy turned his head and kissed Sasanouk's inner thigh. Sasanouk dropped the whip and lowered his lythe frame over Jeremy's and buried his face in Jeremy's soft stomach, pushing his hands under Jeremy's already low slung gym shorts, taking hold of Jeremy's rock hard erection and squeezing hard ... very hard ... over and over again. It didn't take long for Jeremy to cum as he feasted on Sasanouk's supple abdomen, licking, softly biting, and sucking all around his innie belly button. Finally Sasanouk feasted with his tongue and lips up Jeremy's bare glistening torso, pausing at each nipple, kissing all around his neck and shoulders, now on his knees, he said, "I really love you a lot!" "I know. I love you too." "We really do need to rehearse every day, don't we." "Oh, yeah!" Part Three, "Halloween Surprise" The boys continued to alternate their roles of submission and domination each afternoon, experimenting with various spanking and whipping instruments. Jeremy loved spanking Sasanouk with the palm of his hand while Sasanouk enjoyed whipping Jeremy with his belt. They were careful never to whip or spank each other so hard that the marks wouldn't fade by evening. It didn't take long before they dispensed with the loin cloth and began tying each other up totally naked. And each session always climaxed with passionate lovemaking. One day as Jeremy's naked body hung limply from his bound wrists, knees buckled, eyes half closed, mouth half open, feigning listlessness, heart beating wildly, breathing rapidly with shallow breaths, his bare back still burning from the whipping he'd just received, Sasanouk circled around to Jeremy's front. Jeremy's bare chest and stomach had not yet been whipped and Sasanouk was always very thorough. Only a fine sheen of sweat covered Jeremy's smooth puffed out teen-boy chest with its large succulent nipples and concave hourglass stomach. Still wearing his fur loin cloth, Sasanouk approached his captive, embraced him, the two boys' bare chests and stomachs pressing together tightly. Whispering in Jeremy's ear, Sasanouk asked, "What do you want to do for Halloween?" "Between shallow breaths, Jeremy responded, "I dunno." "I'm already wearing my costume." The fur loin cloth felt nice against Jeremy's rock hard erection. Holding Jeremy in his arms, Sasanouk began to feel horney as well and began nibbling with his lips all around Jeremy's neck, shoulder, armpit, and bicep, stretching his arms up to the ropes binding Jeremy's wrists and interlocking his fingers with Jeremy's. Finally, Sasanouk pressed his tongue to willing parted lips and the boys kissed passionately, Jeremy the captive letting Sasanouk the master have his way with him. Part four will be cumming soon. Any ideas for Jeremy's costume?