From: rutufenuf@aol.com (RUTUFENUF)
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
Subject: Fantasy1 (m/m, bondage, violence)
Date: 18 Feb 1995 12:57:39 -0500
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The following contains the description of a violently sexual scene between
two consenting men.  Please do not read if sex and violence between men
offends you.

FANTASY I
by RUTUFENUF

I had a wonderful fantasy of you this morning commuting into work with my
carpool.  I leaned my head back, closed my eyes, and could almost feel
your strong hands slowly stripping me.  As you removed my shirt, your
hands lingered over my shoulders, then dropped down to my pecs, massaging
the firm muscle tissue.  You complemented me on the hardness of my thick
arms and my shirt fell to the floor.  Then your hands dropped, unbuttoning
and unzipping my jeans before you pulled them down to the floor to join my
shirt.  You buried your face in my crotch and rubbed your nose over my
already throbbing cock.  Finally, you removed my briefs and I stood
proudly erect before you. You smiled, admiring my muscular body, massaging
it all over, and locked your mouth on mine for a long, sensual kiss.  You
asked if I was ready, I signaled "yes", and we began the scene we had only
talked about for ages...

The Preparation

First you got out a strap and bound my wrists together in front of me. 
You wound the strap in a loose figure-eight and secured my bound wrists to
a hook on the wall just over my head.  You put a generous amount of baby
oil in the palm of one hand, rubbed the two together, and slowly gave me
the most sensual massage I'd ever had.  You layered my entire upper body
heavily with oil, with particular attention to washboard abs - the focus
of our next couple of hours.  It felt wonderful having your massive hands
and thick, strong fingers rub and probe my stomach muscles.  You folded
your fingers into a fist while your hand was still pushing into my gut,
and the sensation was incredible.  Bringing your face to mine for another
long kiss, your tongue explored my mouth deeply as your clenched fist
twisted and drove further into my gut.  Breathing deeply, I totally
relaxed my abs, relishing the slow assault, and sucked on your tongue. 
Without breaking the kiss, you pulled your fist back and slammed the first
punch deep and hard into my navel and I groaned into your mouth. 
"Finally!" I thought, "finally..."

Round 1

God, it was hot watching your muscles ripple across your lean torso as you
pulled on the 6oz bag gloves!  Taking your stance before me, we stared in
each others eyes, you smiled that sexy smirk of yours, and gave a slight
nod.  I planted my feet, tightened my abs, and you started jabbing. 
Crouching, you started popping your right straight into my navel for a
half-dozen quick shots.  After allowing me a short breath, you then
proceeded to circle my navel with punches - exploring the entire surface
of my hard midsection.  You worked me with about 20 solid jabs that I took
with ease, allowing me to get accustomed to the feel of the leather
pounding my body.

You stood up a little straighter while I stole a couple more breaths, and
you moved in for the hooks and upper-cuts.  Each punch was thrown harder
and harder as your fists dug into my ribs.  You had then taken me to the
point where each punch forced a groan and rush of air from my mouth, and
it was incredible watching you put your massive muscles into each strike. 
Your punches started getting more erratic in their timing...sometimes
after one breath, sometimes after two, sometimes after even longer.  You
watched my breathing carefully, and would drive your upper-cut into my
solar plexus as I inhaled.

Moving in for another long kiss, you continued throwing hard single
punches into my midsection as our groins ground together.  Both of us were
incredibly hard and moaning loudly.  Both of us were totally warmed up and
very into the scene...

Round 2

After a brief rest for water, you slipped the blindfold over my eyes.  You
then started practicing combinations on my gut as if it were a heavy bag. 
Not being able to see the punches coming, I was repeatedly caught with my
abs relaxed.  The punches were even harder than before and continued to
cover the entire area of my gut.  You varied not only the timing and
location of your punches, but the speed.  I groaned long and loud as your
fist dug into my gut just above the navel and lingered there, twisting and
pushing deeply.  This was followed by a flurry of punches snapping into my
gut, preventing me from breathing.  The effect was intense as I visualized
the pain radiating from the point of impact.  Curiously, the pain was not
on the surface of my still-tight abs, but deep inside, spreading out like
the waves of an after-shock.

While recovering from this onslaught, you kicked my legs further apart and
started grinding your knee and lower thigh into my balls.  Each moan of
pain from my lips was met with a punishing fist driving its way to the
wall behind me through my softening gut.  My moans got louder and mixed
with yelps of pain.  I started begging you to stop, that I had reached my
limit, but you ignored me.  This continued for what seemed like hours as
the grinding gave way to thrusts pushing my balls back up into my groin. 
In my mind's eye, pain continued to flow through my groin and gut like
rivers bursting forth from an over-flowing dam.  My ability to tense my
abs to defend against the punching was almost totally gone...

Round 3

You removed your gloves and unhooked my bound wrists from over my head,
your strong hands massaging my arms restoring blood circulation in them. 
You caressed my pecs and abs as you whispered in my ear what a tough stud
I was. You gave me another drink of water to moisten my dry mouth.  Chills
ran through my body as you stroked my throbbing cock with your re-oiled
hands and kissed me deeply.  

I thought the scene was over and was eagerly anticipating the sex to
follow when you hooked my strapped wrists back over my head.  As I started
to protest, still blind-folded, you gave me one last deep kiss and gagged
me with a bandanna.  You whispered in my ear, "Trust me...and I'll take
you further than you ever imagined you could go..."  

The chills returned as your tongue traced my ear and your heavy breathing
flowed in.  The strong fingers of one hand continued to stroke my cock to
near orgasm as your other hand rubbed up and down my oiled and
sweat-drenched torso.  My moans sounded muffled in my head, adding to the
dream-like state I was experiencing.

I was awakened by punishing punches to my biceps, rendering my arms numb
and useless again.  The fingers fisting my dick moved down and circled my
cock and balls like a cockring.  Manipulating your prize you pulled
towards you, drawing my hips from against the wall and driving your free
bare fist into my lower abs just above my pubic bone.  You repeated this
several times mixed with knees driven into my thighs.  My entire body
seemed numb and my moans of pain had no where to go from my gagged mouth. 


The punches to my pubic bone numbed my abs, making me unable to tense
them. Your long thick fingers then clamped onto my abs and clawed deeply,
manipulating my insides.  With my abs totally soft, you returned to
punching combinations, driving your fists into my belly as if you were
punching down bread dough.  Each brief flurry of punches was followed by
stroking and massaging of my dripping cock.  Loud moans and yells echoed
in my head with visions of explosions of pain and pleasure.  God, I wanted
to cum, but you wouldn't let me and I thought for sure I was going crazy!

Trying to gasp for air through my gagged mouth, I breathed heavily through
my nose, smelling a familiar aroma.  Your finger pressed against first one
of my nostrils, then the other, you whispered, "That's it, stud...DEEP
breaths..."  My heart began to race as I started to float in another
world. Your one fist kept thrusting into me like a battering ram fucking
my gut while your other fist surrounded my dick.  Like lava bursting forth
from a volcano, I felt every molecule of my soul explode through my cock. 
Pleasure and pain reverberated through my body like claps of thunder as
seconds passed liked hours.  

Slowly, my mind went blank as the storm passed.  You unhooked my lifeless
arms and I collapsed into your strong embrace.  You removed the gag from
my mouth, kissed me deeply, and lovingly held me in your arms....

*****************

I startled awake as the car pulled into the garage.  Rearranging my
throbbing hardon, I stumbled out of the car, realizing that I was going to
be useless at work today.  And I was.

So, Stud...When are you going to make my fantasy a reality???