Date: Sat, 6 Sep 2008 08:47:43 -0700 (PDT) From: George U Subject: In the Shop Again The story has been written for entertainment purposes for consenting adults only. It contains escapades of male on male sex. If you are not of legal age or if you consider this type of writing to be morally offensive, then do not read the following story. It is your own responsibility to adhere to these terms. Comments on the story are appreciated and may be addressed to the author at: my88reliant@yahoo.com Ed and I rested on the couch. We chatted. Ed telling me he had wanted to jump me for years but never wanted to in fear I would stop being friends with him. I told him that I didn't want to cum onto him as I figured he was straight, what with the wife and kids. And no comments what-so-ever to my "friends" leaving in the morning. Finally, Ed asked me if I was "up" for another round? I said sure. Ed said that he had another contraption he made just for me. It would be a little more intense. I said that I was "up" for it, as long it didn't draw blood or leave any marks on me. Ed got up and messed around in the back room for a bit. Came out rolling what appeared to be a throne of some sorts. Large sturdy looking thing. Ed parked it in the middle of the work bay and set the stops on the wheels. Told me to cum on over. As I got closer, I could see that there were sturdy arms with holes all along the arm rests. Same with the legs of the chair. Lots of holes. And the same for the back. Nice padded head rest. And in the middle of the seat, was a large/thick dildo sticking up. Ed got some lube and greased it up for me. Told me to sit down on it. I figured my ass was loose enough from the fuck Ed just gave me, so I gently squatted over the chair and lowered myself down. My tender hole slowly opened around the dildo and I settled down into the seat. Ed said that he was right. He had guessed correctly as to measurements. The chair fit perfectly. Was made for me! I sort of wiggled on the dildo shoved up my ass. Felt good. I told Ed so. But not as good as his cock. Ed then told me that I was going to be BOLTED into this chair. Not just locked up with paddle locks. It was part of the effect he wanted with me in the chair. Being not just trapped, but "attached" to the chair. I said that I was willing to give it a try. Ed started with my legs. He produced large U shaped rods that had threads on the ends. These fit over my ankles and fit into the holes on the legs. Then he threaded washers and nuts onto the backside. Used his power ratchet to tighten them down. Just tight enough to keep me secure, but not tight enough to dig into the skin. He did this up my legs and across my thighs in several places. In a sense, making me part of the chair. I wasn't going to be moving PERIOD. Ed stopped and asked if I was going to be OK. I said that I felt I was fine with it. No problems. In fact, I told him to look at my dick. It was standing firm again. So Ed proceeded to do my arms. Several across my biceps too. Now I was trapped. Going nowhere. He even put a nice padded strap across my neck, making me stiff against the chair. There were also several padded straps across my chest and waist. I truly was one with the chair! Ed stopped to admire his handiwork. Came up and gave my cock a few strokes. Looked very pleased with himself. Asked me if there was anything he could do for me. I said that I still wanted to taste that cock of his. He said that could be arranged. He jumped up on the chair and there was his cock right at my face. I tried to get closer to it, but the strap on my neck stopped me. Again, I wouldn't be participating in my pleasure. Only getting it. Ed moved closer so that I could just touch the tip with my tongue. I grunted with effort. Cutting off my air trying to get closer. Ed laughed. Then he moved closer so that I could just suck the head into my mouth. I tasted my cum and ass juices from earlier. Oh how hot! Ed said that he would be careful as he knew that I wouldn't be able to take it all like he did mine. He perfectly understood. Soon he was working his cock in and out of my mouth. I could get about 5 inches in before it was too wide to go any farther. Ed worked it like this for quite some time. I suppose since he had cum, he would last longer. Then he pulled out. I groaned. He chuckled. Said sorry, but I was for HIS pleasure, not mine. He found the nip clamps again and first twisted my nips to get them perked up, then attached the clamps. I yelped. He gave them a few good tugs, making me moan even more. Ed reached down and grabbed my balls. He squeezed them roughly. I grunted. Ed said that if I am not quiet he is going to gag me again. He took one ball in each hand. Squeezed them tightly. Pulling tugging. I could barely stand it. I told him I was getting close to shooting. He said that I could not! And stopped. He picked up a smaller U shaped rod and pulled my cock and balls forward. I couldn't see, but I figured there must be holes there too. He proceeded to bolt my cock and balls to the chair. Then I felt him flattening my cock to the chair seat. Felt my balls push to the side. Again I felt another rod being fitted to my cock head, behind the rim and bolted tight to the seat. Oh God! I was trapped. What if there was a fire? Ed would have to drag the chair out with me bolted to it! This was so hot. This was great! And Ed knew that being bolted to the chair would do that to me! Ed started to tickle my cock head. My cock would throb. This then caused my cock to swell against the restraints. That it turn made my cock hurt. This caused it to throb even more, repeating the cycle. Ed stopped. Said he had to do something in the house. Put his shorts back on. Had to fight to get that club back into his pants. Turned out the lights and locked the door behind him again. I was alone in the dark. Sweating, my cock throbbing. My ass clenching around the dildo. Keeping me on edge. What is Ed getting out of this? It was quite some time before Ed came back. Asked if I was doing OK. Gave me a drink of water. Then got up on the chair again. He had gone soft while he was away. Put his cock to my lips and told me to take it all. I sucked and worked my lips as he pushed his soft cock into my mouth. I was to his pubes. What a wonderful smell. And I had him in my mouth! He held himself there for a bit. I heard him grunt and suddenly he let go with a stream of piss! I choked and he told me that I had better not lose a drop. I frantically swallowed his piss. Tangy. He must have had a full bladder! It went on and on. And his cock was slowly inflating down my throat. He kept pissing. Soon his cock was down into my throat. I struggled for breath. Then it grew so big I couldn't breath! I struggled, but I wasn't going anywhere. And Ed knew that. His piss was slowing to a trickle. I hoped he would pull out soon. Good thing I had taken a deep breath. When his flow stopped, he pulled back just enough to let me suck in a breath through my nose. Then he said he was going to try to get it back down to his pubes. He pushed and back it went! He told me that he wouldn't let me faint, but wanted to see if he could cum in my mouth with him buried to the pubes! He would pull out just enough for me to breath and shove back down. He used his hands to massage my throat where his cock was. It felt so weird. And wonderful. Him jacking his cock through my skin while it was lodged down my throat. I had his cock buried to the pubes down my throat! I knew that I would have never gotten it down there if it had been hard from the start. Ed grunted out that he had gone to the house to calm down so his cock would deflate. He wanted to try this and figured it would be the only way. Soon he wasn't just grunting, but groaning. His thrusts were getting bit ragged. This went on and on. My jaw was aching from being forced open so far. My throat was raw. He grunted out for me to take as deep a breath as possible as he was going to cum and he wouldn't pull out until he stopped shooting. He pushed himself as deep as he could. His pubes sticking up INTO my nose! And then his cock swelled. He spurted and spurted. I was disappointed. I wanted to taste his cum! Ed must have known that I would want to do that, because as I felt the spurts get smaller, he pulled out some and came onto my tongue. I moaned my appreciation. But I wanted to touch and fondle that weapon. But I couldn't. Ed suddenly pulled out and sat down on the floor. He said he was drained! What a ride. He said to give him a bit to recover and he would take care of me. Ed got up off the floor and went into the back. He came back carrying some funny piece of equipment. He set it down in front of me. I realized what it was, but not how it worked. Ed explained that this would tickle my cock head until I came. But ever so lightly. What it did was spin feathers around a wheel. They would lightly caress my cock, so it would take tantalizingly long for it to bring me off. He moved it over my crotch and made and adjustment or two. Then turned it on. Ed was right. It slowly dragged a feather across the head of my cock. Only the head. And then there was a small space and then the next one dragged across. Just enough to tantalize me, then stop. Over and over. Ed walked over and sat on the couch. Gently stroking his limp cock. Watching me. This was agonizing. I was crying I wanted to cum so bad. IT was taking forever to get to the brink. It was FOREVER. I couldn't help it along. Just sit there. Waiting. Wanting. The tingling slowly building, feeling my crotch tighten. I tried to buck in the chair but of course would go nowhere. Then suddenly, I fell over the edge! I screamed out at my first shot. Ed was right there watching. Grinning, cheering me on. My second shot landed on his chest! I screamed with each shot. I was done. Panting, tears streaming down my cheeks. Ed asked if I was OK. I told Ed this was worth it. Well worth it! Ed shut off the machine, pulled it away. Then he said it was going to take some time to get me out. I said I wasn't going anywhere. When Ed pulled the last bolt out, he helped me to my feet, and helped me to the couch. Hr held me in his arms. I soon fell asleep.