Date: Thu, 2 May 2013 08:35:15 -0700
From: Charles Wolfe <c.sportswolfe@gmail.com>
Subject: The Ultimate Challenge Chapter 13

Did you really think I was going to cock block you like that? Psh, I know I
can be mean at times but not this time. It was too juicy to pass up
writing. I hope you all enjoy ;-)

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	I could tell from the way Kyle was holding my shirt that he wanted
me. Not just my body but my heart, soul, and mind; everything. The way he
was holding up against the door with such force emphasized the amount of
lust he was experiencing at the moment. As Kyle leaned in to kiss me, I
could feel his cock pressing up against my body, the thin leather shorts
barely containing him.

	With the lights out, the Halloween moon added an eerie mixture of
luminosity to the room, it's gentle glow overflowing him to shine down upon
me. Standing at the frame with my hands cuffed behind my back, I leaned in
to kiss him, unable to do much else. In many aspects I was his captive
tonight.

	Kyle pulled back to look at me, the hunger for sex overwhelming his
every action. Trying to contain himself, he started to unbutton my shirt,
starting from the top. I tried to lean forward to kiss him but he stopped
unbuttoning me and looked at me, a gaze in his eyes telling me to not
move. "Chris, you've been a bad boy. Tonight you're going to be punished."
It was complete sex talk but I began to wonder what all he was going to do
to me.

	"Oh please Officer Thompson. I'm sorry for what I did. I'll do
anything to make it up." I lean back against the door in submission,
cowering a little playfully. Kyle moved in again, driving me against the
door for a second time, his tongue invading my mouth without a second's
hesitation. It wasn't like I was really fighting it too much though as I
did my best to keep him attached to me; every bite of his lips, every suck
of his tongue an effort to further my 'punishment'.

	If only I could use my hands right now, I would wrap them around
him and never let him leave me. I would use the cuffs to enwrap him,
forcing him to stay connected to me until I was done with HIM, not the
other way around. It wasn't too often that we came across situations like
these where one was strictly the top and the other the submissive slave,
but tonight seemed to be forming that way. Not that I was complaining
either...

	Kyle dragged me away from the door, the grip he held on my collar
almost flying me through the air. Tossing me onto his open bed, he stood
over me like a cobra about to strike its helpless victim. Looking up at him
with a sneer on my face, I snip up at him, forcing him to make the next
move. "That all you got cop?"

	Kyle pounced on me quickly, the full weight of his body falling
down on my groin, the pressure of his cock against my body instantly
turning me on tenfold. Not giving me a second to react, he flipped me over
under him and undid the cuffs. 'Finally!' I thought to myself as I lay face
first at the foot of his bed.

	The freedom didn't last long though as he pulled my hands up to his
desk legs, crossing them in the process. Looking up at the desk, I wonder
in awe at what all he is doing, complete confusion overtaking my senses. If
I didn't know any better, I would have said he had been plotting this out
for a while.

	Kyle kneeled over me as he flipped me back over, the picture
becoming all clear to me at that moment, a slight unease overtaking me. I
had never experienced BDSM or just bondage for that fact so the issue of me
being tied up to his desk leg was a bit unnerving for me. Looking up at my
wrists, I shake them for a second then glance back at Kyle. "You can't
possibly be serious. You would be into bondage." I mock him which probably
wasn't the best idea since I was the one being bound down.

	Kyle moved down my body and rested on my legs, feeling up my thighs
till he reached my groin. Quickly looking back at my cuffs, I try to undo
them before Kyle could undress me but I couldn't work the release
button. 'Really? Of all the times that playing with plastic cuffs, now is
the time you fail at it Chris?' It was futile. I was going to be Kyle's
pawn for the night. I might as well enjoy the ride.

	Kyle undid my belt and slid it out of my pants very slowly; with
one hand he pulled the leash, the other he stroked my ever growing
cock. Writhing under the immense pleasure, I force Kyle to adjust his
position. He moved closer to my groin, feeling up the top of my waist in
the process. With my belt now completely free, he was able to unzip my
pants and expose me for my manhood, my flesh monster fighting to take him
on.

	Kyle stopped teasing my lower section and moved back to my chest,
finishing his mission to unclothe. With my shackles not giving me much
leeway, I was really interested in what all he was going to do when he
finally got my shirt open. He would have to release me to take it off and
it would be at that point I would strike back. Watching him as he slipped
each button from its clasp, I laid in wait for the moment, the tension in
my body building with every second.

	Both of our cocks were grown to their full potential at this point,
the eroticism of the situation turning us both on. I knew from the way he
was taking control over me that he was enjoying his time as the dominant
one and from the way he looked at me, he knew I was getting a kick from
being the reluctant submissive. He also knew I was plotting something
against him, as much as I tried to hide it, it became too obvious for my
own good.

	Reaching the last opening, Kyle slithered the plastic circle
through the loop and opened up my shirt, baring my naked chest to his
glory. Leaning down to my naval area, he kissed slowly up to my belly
button, then to the start of my abs, then to my breasts, each time pushing
off the shirt to my arms. Reaching my neckline, Kyle leaned over to my ear
and whispered seductively, "I bet you were thinking I was going to undo you
to take off the shirt. Not tonight babe."

	My eyes shot wide as I knew he intended to keep me tied up here for
as long as he willed. "Kyle!" I moaned out in a cry, "Really??" Squirming
around under him, I try to wrap my legs around his waist.

	Kyle laid there in pleasure, taking in the moment that I was his
captive. "You bet Chris. This is your punishment for making only one cup in
beer pong. I expected better out of you. I'll just have to train you to
shoot better." With a wink, he leaned up and broke my leg grasp, him
resting square over my groin.

	Moving his hands down to my cock, he starts to rub his penis and
mine in unison, forcing the both of us to moan out at the same
time. Stopping the tease, he moved his fingers up to his shirt and started
to undo it, taking his time to watch me drool over him. It was like
watching my Adonis shed his skin as he took off the tan fabric, it falling
gracefully to the floor. He and I were now half naked. Now was the question
of who he wanted to expose first, him or me?

	Moving to the floor, he pulled off his pants and watched as I
peered over at his groin, it, er him actually, standing a mere 6 inches
from my face. under the short shorts were his skimpy briefs. I couldn't
tell the brand in the light but I did notice that he was erect, the rod
pulsating the fabric incrementally. Subconsciously my mouth began to water,
the idea of wanting it becoming apparent to my conscious.

	Kyle slid the briefs down and stood nude before me, his amazing
body a wonder in my eyes. His cock was raised high, the moonlight giving a
glorious shade to it on his door. Stepping ever so slightly forward, he
inched closer and closer to my wet mouth, my swallowing of saliva a sign I
was ready to give him a good blowjob.

	As he rested his hands on my head, he pressed his own head inside
my mouth, the crown sipping with precum. I really wish I had my hands right
now, the want and will to stroke him as I sucked so natural to me this just
felt weird.  It tasted magnificent as he started to slowly thrust his hips
in my direction, grunting and moaning from time to time.

	With him in complete control over me, he pressed his penis deep
into my throat, causing me to gag slightly. Letting up slightly, he tried
again, this time more carefully. Tears of pain and pleasure started to fill
the rim of my eyes as I deep-throated him, but thankfully not for
long. Kyle knew my threshold and how far he could go before making me sick.

	Wrapping my tongue around his cock inside my mouth, I made a good
effort to outline his veins as best I could, the ribbed rod a good 6'5
staff to work. Each time I sucked it hard, my cheeks pressed firmly against
it, an oral cavern for him to pump for pleasure.

	My own body flexed under the pressure of what was going on, the
twisting and contorting to make the blowjob easier making it slightly
uncomfortable for my wrists. My cock was begging to be loose, the tenting
in my pants obvious. Kyle moved his left hand to my pants and rubbed me as
he thrust gently, each pound equating to a rub of my sheathed penis.

	Popping out of my mouth, he moved away to his dresser and dug
through the top drawer, giving me a sign of what was to come down the
line. Pulling out a condom and lube, he shut the shelve and moved over to
the bed. Crawling over my legs, he placed the products to the side and
rubbed my legs again. After a few titillating strokes, Kyle moved to fiddle
with the metal badge holding my pants together.

	Looking down at him with wonder, I strained my neck to get a good
look at the action that was happening south of the border. Leaning my head
back, I close my eyes and try to imagine what was going on. It didn't take
too much work as I visualized him unzipping my zipper and pulling down my
pants, the cool dorm room air pressing against my legs as he climbed back
up. With my eyes still closed, I could feel his musky breathe against my
cock, the warm air heating my flesh, giving my lower region Goosebumps.

	I couldn't take much more of it. Opening my eyes, I look down at
him as he kisses my briefs, the new red 2EROS giving a good outline of my
cock, all the way down to my veins. It was just as descript as his, even
more in some cases. My balls were outlined as the elastic clung close to my
body, every inch of tension outlining my naval area.

	Pulling the slip down a little, Kyle released the crown of my
controlled king to the world, kissing it as a sign of respect. I really
wanted to blow my load right now but it was way too early. Doing all that I
could to deflect my thoughts, I tried to wander them off to distant
thoughts, thinking of everything from Frisbee to studying abroad to the
beach. None of it worked however as Kyle brought me back, pulling more of
my cock into his mouth as he drew down my underwear.

	Unlike when I had to work to deep-throat him, Kyle had no trouble
at all, shifting his head to make the entry easier for him. Going balls
deep, Kyle applied full pressure to my flesh, popping off to reveal a red
shaft. Licking his lips, he went down to kiss the area surrounding my cock,
my slightly shaved pubic hair tickling him as the cock slid against his
cheek. It took me a second to realize what he was doing but as he reached
my sac, I felt him shift my ass into the air to expose me fully.

	Sucking on my balls, he etched my taint with his right index
finger. My hole puckered for him each time he slid the finger across it,
almost begging entry. The sensation of what he was doing made me lean back
and close my eyes, my nerves running crazy in my head. One finger was
running against my taint, his mouth on my balls, and his other hand
starting to stroke me. And here I was, a doll for him to play with and do
as he pleased.

	Resting my ass back on the bed, he stopped for a second to put on
the condom, giving me a short reprieve to gather my thoughts. I knew the
fucking was coming and I was ok with it. I actually wanted it, I wanted to
feel him inside me. Tonight wasn't the night but I really wanted to go
bareback with him. We had been boyfriends for long enough that I thought we
were at that point. Next time, when I am able to top HIM.

	With Kyle all wrapped up and ready to go, he leaned down and pulled
me up again, prepping my ass for the pounding it was going to get. Before
he pressed in with his cock though he pressed in with his tongue, rimming
my muscles and helping to relax my ass. Feeling his saliva dribble down my
anus, my pucker begged for more as he licked each inch repeatedly. I wanted
more but I couldn't do much besides lie there, my legs up in the air.

	The term for what he was going was driving me insane, it was almost
a reverse deep-throat as he stuck his entire tongue into my hole, a good
two inches of flicking helping to widen the crevasse. He was good at what
he was doing and I was taking pleasure in it all, and I knew that in a few
seconds, maybe a minute at most, he would be too.

	Pulling out to nibble on my cheeks, he inserted his index finger to
take over the job, the five inches doing a first-rate work to expand the
muscles. By the time it came to actually fucking me, he was going to get a
very relaxed ass, something so loose he will be able to pound it
relentlessly. To try and fight back, I tightened what muscles I had left
that he hadn't worked.

	Taking the note, he pulled out and gripped my ass, looking at me
then it then back at me. "Better my cock than my baton." He winked at me as
he rubbed his cock up against my taint. Shaking my head at him, I waited
for the impending pressure, the full girth of his glory burning right
against me.

	POP! I cried out in pain as he stuck it in faster than I had
expected, faster than he had intended. "FUCK KYLE!" I shrilled out as I
heaved and huffed to regain control of my pleasure points. "OH God it
burns." With an apologetic look on his face, Kyle pulled it out slowly and
applied more lube. Lathering up my hole in the process, he reinserting his
finger in to rub against the canal.

	Going for round two, Kyle pressed in slower this time, slipping his
crown in then more of his shaft. Climbing over me, he adjusted his weight
accordingly, making every shift he could to ease the pain and
tension. Leaning down to kiss me, he pressed onto my lips with a force
matching the entering of cock.

	Returning my kiss, I nipped onto his gentle lips, grabbing on to
return the pain he had inflicted upon me. Kyle pulled away, drawing out his
lip in the process. Realizing that I had his lip under my control, the one
thing I could control at the moment, he came back in for the kiss and
fought for control of my mouth with his tongue.

	During our entire bout over our oral cavities, I didn't realize
that he had gone balls deep into me, the full length of shaft vibrating
deep inside my body. It felt great as I shifted my senses to my lower
region, tightening my ass muscles to constrict around his cock, making it
harder for him to thrust downward. With each downward pump he did, I made
it twice as hard to pull back up, in essence forcing him to keep the
pulsating vein filled cock inside me.

	Kyle moved to suck on my neck, then moved over to my left arm pits,
the exposed armpit hair releasing a musky scent. Not actually kissing the
hair, he nibbled around the indention. Pulling my ass further into the air,
Kyle kissed up my arms, adoring my biceps in their strained positions. Not
so much thrusting anymore as just enjoying the living conditions for which
his cock has made home, he temporarily stops fucking me. Occasionally he
would still add a little hump in here and there to keep me open but he was
having more fun exploring my body, the different contortion a new sight for
him.

	What he did next caught me off guard. All this time I had been
expecting him to finish inside me, the slight hope that he going to shoot
his load down my ass filling my brain with erotic thoughts. Instead he
pulled out and took off the condom, his time fucking me over. Did I do
something wrong?

	NOPE! After tossing the condom to the side, Kyle went down on me,
humping me with deep intense strokes, each rub of our cocks together a
sensational overload. It had been a while since we both finished through
frotting, so to do this was nice. Widening my legs out, he slid up and down
my body, adoring my cock with his chest, then his cock to mine. Grabbing my
hands, he curled his fingers into mine and clenched tight.

	Leaning in to kiss me passionately, Kyle took great satisfaction in
the way he was treating my body, at first the pain and now the
pleasure. With each massage of skin to skin, the friction brought us closer
and closer to finishing. Kyle increased his tempo and I increased my hip
thrusts, the only thing I could really do.

	As the friction made our skin warmer and warmer, our groins lit up
on fire, the nerves scattering as the naval region went numb, the cum
spewing out onto our chests like a viscous overload of bodily fluid. Kyle
kept thrusting, the cum working as lube for him, etching out more and more
cum from our cocks.

	Finally falling into submission, Kyle rested on top of me, the
huffing dying down into a paused breathing pattern. Right as he began to
flutter in and out of consciousness, I kissed his forehead. "Hey babe,
think you could let me out?"

	Murmuring quietly, he shook his head on my chest. "Nope... you're
not going anywhere tonight." Lean back my head, I chucked slightly in
amusement, then started to drift off as well. There was nothing I could do
expect lie there with him, not that I would have left him anyways.

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Well now that was kinky wasn't it? I had never written a bondage scene but
I think this one came across great. Let me know what you thought.

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