Date: Sat, 31 Mar 2012 23:03:18 -0400 From: spider3x3.excite Subject: HELPLESS STUD The following story is an erotic work of gay fiction. If you are not of legal age to read stories of this nature, or you are offended by the subject matter contained here, do not read any further. In real life, always play safe. Send any comments to spider3x3@excite.com * * * * * * * * * * * HELPLESS STUD I slipped my sneakers off and then struggled out of my jeans, tossing them onto the chair. Across the room Walt was undressing also, and he looked over at me. With a brief grin he said, "Leave your shorts on -- I want to take them off." I smiled back, "Sure." I stripped my T-shirt over my head and dropped it on top of the jeans, and glanced at my reflection in the mirror. I'm about 6-feet tall and weigh 175 in the buff. I work out twice a week at the GYM, so I have solid pecs and a tight abdomen, but not overdone -- I like a trim, lean look. I reached down and adjusted my cock inside my briefs -- and saw Walt watching me in the mirror. I chuckled, "You like what you see?" He smiled back, "Fuckin' A!" Walt is quite a bit older than me, probably about 40. But he's in pretty good shape, although a little soft in the middle. He has closely cropped hair and a short moustache which shows a little premature gray. He and I have been playing pool together for several years, but he didn't find out I was gay till about a year ago. Since then we get together once in a while for these fun and games. When he was naked he stepped up to me and put his arms around me. We just stood there for a couple minutes, feeling the skin grow warm where our flesh pressed together. He kissed my neck and his hands worked gently across my back, and he whispered, "God, Dave, I love your body." I just stood there and enjoyed it. Shortly he moved back a little and let one hand caress across my stomach. I closed my eyes and concentrated on the sensations on my skin. He worked over my chest and then tweaked one nipple -- and then the other one. I moaned quietly and smiled -- he caught on some time ago that I really get turned on by that. But then he slipped to his knees in front of me. His hands gripped my ass and pulled me to him, with his face pressed tightly against my stomach. I heard a soft groan in his throat as he kissed across my abdomen -- one side and then the other, and then down to the cloth of my shorts. He chewed gently at my covered cock which was beginning to respond. Then his head came up and he attacked one nipple -- kissing and licking it, and then he sucked it into his lips for several moments, and chewed on it briefly. I growled in my throat and pulled his head tightly against me, loving the harsh but tender feelings that arose inside me. And my dick was stiffening in my shorts. Finally his head moved back to my crotch, and he chewed on my man-muscle again while his hands began to slide the back of my tighty-whiteys down over my ass cheeks. I watched the scene in the mirror as he nudged down the front of my shorts with his mouth, so my pubic hair showed above the white cloth and my rod created a big bulge inside the briefs. He began kissing and licking the hair showing there, and at the same time his hands pulled the back of my shorts down further so my ass was bare. He grasped both ass cheeks and squeezed them, and tugged at them, while his mouth continued to work my briefs down in front. I thrust my crotch towards his face because my dick was now hard and it wanted to be free of the tight material. He sensed this, and gripped the shorts with his teeth and jerked them downwards -- and my prick sprang free and stood up from my abdomen, hot and proud. As he stripped my shorts down my legs he grinned up at me, "God, Dave, that's a monster dick!" I just smiled -- I have a good 10 inches hard and everyone loves it; and so do I! His mouth came back to my crotch and his tongue began laving through my hair -- above my dick, and along the sides, and then down to my balls. He sucked one into his mouth and slobbered around it; and then the other one, and then back to my abdomen. All the while my hot prick was sliding back and forth across his face. But I wanted him to suck it, so I ran my hand through his hair and growled at him, "Come on, Walt, take it!" He pulled back and looked up at me, "What's it worth to you?" I had to laugh -- we often kidded each other about sometimes wanting it so bad we would be willing to pay for it. I just replied, "Shut up and suck it!" So he gripped my throbbing meat with his hand and began licking at it -- up one side and then the other, and then across the head, and licking at the slit. But he was still just teasing me, so I grabbed his head roughly and forced it tightly against my abdomen, and said, "Quit fucking around and take it." He positioned his lips right at the head -- and made me wait a few more moments -- and then slid them tightly down the shaft. At last! Tight and hot and wet! I loved it! He made a few short strokes to get it slicked up, and then slid all the way down on it. In the mirror I could see his nose pushing into my pubic hair. Then his hands grasped my ass and he began to suck -- long, slow strokes, all the way down and all the way up. And it went on and on -- and on and on -- and it was great. He really knows how to give head. I arched my back and began to thrust into him, in time with his strokes, and I let my hand caress through his hair as he serviced my hot flesh. But after a few more minutes he sensed the heat building up in me and pulled off. We always tried to make it last. He stood up and kissed me briefly, and then I dropped to my knees in front of him. His cock was hard, too, and since I was really hot for this I quickly took him into my mouth. His prick is only about 8 inches long but it's fat and circumsized, and I loved working on it. I stroked on it several times and then opened my throat, and took it all the way in so my lips were crushed against his abdomen. The head of his hot cock was locked in my throat. I just held it there for several moments until I had to breath and then pulled back. I gasped some air through the sides of my mouth and gazed at his hard meat in front of my face -- fat and pink with a purplish head, and thick veins wrapping around it -- and then I started sucking him, in and out, in and out. But shortly he grabbed my head with both hands and began fucking my mouth -- at first fast and furious, but gradually slowing into a smooth, easy stroke. From the corner of my eye I could see the mirror and watched his meat sliding in and out of my mouth. I reached down and played with my cock a little, thinking what a great video this scene would make. Then suddenly he jammed it all the way in, and he growled, "Take this cock, boy!" And he forced the head of his prick tight against the back of my throat and held it there, until I finally had to push him away a little so I could catch a breath. He resumed fucking my mouth, and after a bit he pulled out and helped me stand up. But he quickly pushed me down on the bed and then crawled up next to me, and for several minutes we just rolled around on the bed, touching and feeling, and hugging and kissing and sucking, and him biting at my nipples. Eventually he told me to roll over on my stomach. I did, and rested my head on my arms. He got up on his knees, straddling my legs, and began to massage my back -- my neck and shoulders, down my sides, and back up my spine. He does this every time we are together and I really enjoy it. But soon he shifted his body lower and his hands were at my ass, caressing the cheeks, and squeezing them and tugging at them. And then he laid forward on top of me and began sliding his cock up the crack of my ass -- up and back, and then pushing at my hole, and then up and back some more. I loved the feel of his hot meat rubbing against my flesh. Shortly he sat up again, and I felt the bed bounce as he reached over to the night stand for the jar of lube. He slid one knee between my thighs so I spread my legs to give him more room. And then I felt a finger probing at my asshole. A little more lube and then his finger was slipping easily in and out of my sphincter, and swirling around and around. His other hand worked and pulled at my ass cheeks while his finger did its work inside me, and soon I was pushing my ass back up to meet him, and feeling my throbbing prick sliding against the bed covers. As I expected, in a few more minutes he leaned forward and kissed my neck, and whispered in my ear, "What do you think, Dave? Want me to fuck your ass?" He always asked about that. I just groaned, "Nah, you're too big." Sometime I wanted to try that, but I knew I would have to be in the right mood -- his cock is awfully thick. He kind of chuckled and his hand caressed my ass cheeks as he went on, "See, what's really great about your ass is that the cheeks round up nice and high, and there's no hair. When I fuck a guy's ass and get pushed all the way into him, I love the feel of his hot ass cheeks flattened against my stomach. And your ass is built perfect for that -- it's made to be fucked." I just laughed, "We'll see. Maybe someday." So he slapped my ass a couple times and then moved off my legs, and I rolled over on my back. He played with my nipples for a few moments, just looking at me; and finally he spoke, "How about something a little kinky tonight?" I wasn't sure what he had in mind but I replied, "Well, I'm willing to try most anything once." He immediately gave me a big grin and asked, "Anything?" I quickly added, "Except get fucked, of course." "Awww, too bad." But he climbed off the bed and said, "Let's go in the other room. I want to tie you up and get a couple pictures of you." I lay there for a moment considering that, but he just turned and walked down the hall. I had let him do that once before and it was OK, so I stood up and followed him. In the other bedroom I saw that he had two leather cuffs and a couple pieces of rope lying on the bed, and the camera was sitting on the dresser. He picked up one of the cuffs and turned to me, "Here, let's put this on." So I held out one arm and he snugged the cuff on my wrist, buckling it securely, and then did the same for the other wrist. Next he took a piece of rope and tied the cuffs together in front of me. He moved over and closed the door most of the way. "Over here," he said, so I stepped up next to the door. He turned me around so I was facing him and then he tied a double knot in the rope, just a little ways from where it held my wrists together. Finally he pulled my hands up over my head, draping the rope over the top of the door with the knot on the other side, and then closed the door, making sure it was latched securely. The rope was held tightly by the door, and the knot he put in it ensured that the rope could not slip through. So I stood there facing him, hands fastened firmly above my head, wondering what would happen next. He moved up to me and held my head with both hands, and then kissed me, slowly and gently, with his tongue sliding into my mouth. Then he smiled at me and whispered, "Your body belongs to me now." What could I say? He was right. His hand reached down and grasped my cock, bringing it back up to full hardness, and then he dropped his head to my left nipple. As he slowly stroked my prick he sucked on my nipple, and licked it, and bit it -- at first just easily, but then harder. My breath hissed through my teeth -- it hurt a little but that just seemed to make my dick throb harder. Shortly he dropped to his knees and quickly took my hard prick into his mouth. He sucked it a few times and then looked up at me, "Now, you stroke it." He wrapped his lips around the head and waited. I realized what he wanted so I thrust my hips forward, sliding my dick into in his mouth. It was a struggle with my hands tied like that -- I really had to push to get it all the way in, and I couldn't make it go very fast. But I began slowly fucking his mouth. And then both his hands came up, each one finding a nipple. And they started tormenting my chest -- twisting and tugging and pinching. I groaned and struggled against the rope but there was nothing I could do. I kept fucking his mouth, and the sensations in my nipples seemed to flow right down to the base of my pulsing cock. I raised up on my toes, trying to thrust further and faster into his mouth -- and I could feel the fire starting deep in my balls. But then, suddenly, he pulled away and stopped. I just hung there against the door, catching my breath, and told him, "That's wild shit, man." He just smiled, "I know. But it gets better." He grabbed a piece of thin cord and got down in front of me again. Holding one end of the cord, he wrapped the rest of it around the base of my cock several times, separating my cock and balls from my abdomen; and continued by wrapping it around my ball sack, separating them from my cock. Then a few more times around my cock and tying the two ends together. I could feel my balls forced tightly down into the skin and standing out away from my throbbing dick. He stood up and picked up the camera, and said, "Now, Dave, I want you to push your prick out away from the door." So I thrust my pelvis forward. But he said, "More, Dave. More." I tried, but couldn't do it. He kept at me, "Farther! Don't worry about the rope -- it'll hold." Trusting that he knew what he was saying I let my weight hang from my wrists and stretched forward, pushing up on my toes and arching my torso as far forward as I could. "Beautiful!! That's perfect!" And he quickly knelt down and snapped a couple close-up pictures of my bound dick. "Now relax." I slumped down onto my feet and let my back rest against the door. I realized I was sweating from the exertion. He went on, "That was great, Dave. When you stretch like that it tightens all the muscles -- your stomach, arms, legs, everything." I just smiled, "I know. I could feel it." "Now I'm going to add a couple things and take two more pictures. And when I tell you to push your cock out, do it exactly the same way. Okay?" "Okay." He went over to the dresser drawer and came back with a big plastic dildo, shaped like a perfect prick with balls attached. He held it at my mouth till I opened my lips, and then slid it inside. "Don't let it fall," he said. I worked my lips around until it was comfortable, and waited. Next he brought over a small chain with gadgets on each end and showed it to me, "These are called nipple clips. I'm going to put them on, but just long enough to take the pictures." I just looked at them -- my mouth was full and I couldn't object. With his fingers he tugged and pulled at one nipple till it stood out nicely. I looked downwards and watched as he squeezed the sides of one clip so the jaws opened, and then clamped it to the nipple. God, it hurt! He quickly fastened the other clip to the opposite nipple and now they both burned, and the chain connecting them swung gently against my chest. I struggled a little against the rope, but that just made the chain swing more so I tried to hold very still. But my dick was hot and hard -- I almost felt like it would cum all by itself. He picked up the camera. "Now, Dave, shove your cock out there again." I really wanted him to take the damn clips off, so I quickly thrust my body away from the door, as far as I could. I could feel the sweat trickling down my armpits. He stepped up and slapped my prick a couple times, which just made it hotter. "Farther, Dave!" So I pushed and strained outwards like before, and finally he moved back and took his pictures. When he was through, I collapsed back against the door. That was hard work. Then he dropped the camera on the bed and stepped up to me. He removed one clip from my nipple and then the other -- and that hurt almost as bad as putting them on. But he took one nipple in his mouth and licked it, and sucked it, and then did the other, and the ache soon went away. Finally he removed the dildo from my mouth and kissed me, and asked, "You okay?" "I guess so. But that was pretty heavy stuff." "I know, but they will be fantastic pictures." He unwrapped the rope from my cock and then stroked it easily for a few minutes. He leaned towards me and kissed me again, and said, "Shall I get you off like this?" I looked at him, "You mean strung up like this?" "Yes, exactly. I want you to cum when you're all stretched out like that." "Well, it's okay with me. Just don't put those damn clips back on." "Gee, I thought you might like them, since you get off on having your nipples worked on." "No, that's too much." But I was thinking to myself that the next time I jerked off I would have to try that for myself. So he picked up the jar of lube and got some on one hand, and swirled it around my prick, slicking it up really well. Then he began working it, back and forth, round and round, squeezing and tugging and stroking. I closed my eyes and had to breath through my mouth -- we had been at this for an hour and my cock was hot and ready. But then he got some grease on his other hand, and the next thing I knew his finger was sliding up my asshole. And I wiggled my hips to adjust to it -- him working me at both ends was really getting to me. He pulled the finger out and got some more lube, and then he had two fingers inside me. He stroked my dick easily a few times, and then he whispered, "Now you do it." So I started thrusting with my hips, slowly fucking his fist. It was hot and tight but the grease made it slide easily, and I could feel the sensations starting in my balls. And by now I really wanted it! His other hand stayed with my ass, tugging and pulling and jabbing my insides, and squeezing the cheek. But he moved his fist a little farther away. "Push, Dave! Come and get it!" My weight was hanging from my hands again as I rose up on my toes and lunged outwards into his fist. This was wild! And then his mouth was at my nipple, sucking and chewing at it. I groaned and tried to fuck faster, but it was hard to do. He bit and kissed all over my pec, and then back on the nipple -- he never quit. And the sweat was running down my sides. I fucked his hand! His fingers raped my asshole! The heat was boiling in my guts! And then he bit down on my nipple again, hard! But the sensations just burned right down towards my balls, and I felt the lava boiling and rising inside me. "AAAAARRRGGHHHH!!!" I stabbed into his fist, throwing my torso away from the door -- and my prick exploded, spraying cum all over the carpet! Again and again!! He stroked it some more but finally removed his hands, and I slumped back against the door, completely exhausted. He kissed me and asked, "You okay?" I smiled, "Yeah. And that was fantastic! I don't think I've ever cum like that." "I know. Having your hands tied like that, and stretching your body like you were, just adds to the sensation." He opened the door to free my hands and quickly removed the cuffs. Then he took a towel and cleaned me up. I put my arms around him and kissed him, and just rested against his body. Shortly I moved over to the bed and pulled him down beside me. I kissed him, long and slow, and then rolled him over on his back. I got up on my knees and straddled his waist, and then grasped his wrists and pinned them to the bed next to his head. I leaned down so my face was right in front of his and growled at him, "Listen, fucker! What I ought to do is tie you up to that door and put those clips on your tits, and see how you like it!" I relished the stunned look on his face; but after a few moments I kissed him again and went on, "But I'm not going to. You really wore me out." He breathed a big sigh of relief and I told him, "But one of these days you're gonna get it." He just smiled. Then I got down on my knees in front of him and engulfed his cock in my mouth. As I sucked on it, it came back nice and hard, and I heard a pleasurable hum start in his throat. I massaged his balls and his nipples while my tongue swirled on the head of his dick. Then I reached around and grabbed his ass cheeks, and squeezed and tugged them as I forced my face down into the hair at the base of his cock, and just held it there as long as I could. I felt the head of his dick throbbing in my throat. As I mauled his ass cheeks I started stroking on his shaft -- slowly -- up and down -- up and down. He groaned and thrust into my mouth as much as he could. His cock surged and the head got hotter, and I knew he was very close. I stroked even slower, to make it last and make it more intense. And just as he started to get there, I stopped! Just for a few seconds. He groaned loudly at that and strained upwards as he tried to thrust into me. Then I went for it and swung smoothly and quickly on his hot meat, pulling his ass and forcing his hot cock in and out of my mouth. His head thrashed back and forth and his whole body shuddered, and his hot cum spurted deep into my throat! I kept stroking and he spurted again -- and again! And I slowly milked the rest of the cum from him. Finally I stopped and just held his dick quietly in my mouth. It pulsed gently a few times and gradually started to lose its rigidity, so I let it slip out. I took the towel and wiped us both off. Finally I lay down next to him on the bed and let my arm drape across his chest -- and we fell asleep.