Date: Mon, 1 May 2006 19:57:49 -0700 (PDT)
From: Ryan Hinshaw <rymax2000@yahoo.com>
Subject: Cold Chains 2

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rymax2000@yahoo.com (I don't mind negative comments as long as they aren't
too entirely nasty).
	Previously on Cold Chains: "I've been waiting for this day for
years.  Just do exactly as I say and your friends won't know your gay and
no one will see those pics of you I have."

	With that he swallowed my cock sending spurts of pleasure through
my body.  The last thought that ran through my mind: Man these were cold
chains.

Cold Chains 2:
	We had started at 3:15 in the afternoon.  For two entire hours non
stop I lay there on the kitchen table, my arms and legs bound to the four
corners of the table, and enjoyed the sensations of my 16 year old ass
being pounded by my 19 year old brother's cock.  And I mean two hours
literally.  He would fuck me until he cummed, then he would pull out and
jerk me till I cummed.  Then he would fuck me again, and so on for two
hours straight.  I just laid there enjoying the feeling and staring at the
ceiling.  How my brother had that much cum in him or that much strength
I'll never know but at 5:15 he stopped and unchained me.

	"We'd better take a break and order some pizza," he said grabbing
his wallet.  He dialed the pizza place.  They answered and he gave his
order and address.

	"Hey," he said before hanging up, "can you request deliverers?"

	"Sure," said the person at the pizza place.

	"Michael Dutcher please," he said and hung up.

	We made out while waiting for Michael to show up.  About 45 minutes
later the doorbell rang.  I slipped on my boxers (remember I said I didn't
care who saw me in them because I was proud of my body).  I didn't know
Michael personally, I had just seen him around school.  My opinion: the
hottest boy in school!  He was a senior and 18 but I didn't care.  From the
moment I first laid eyes on him I knew he was gay (gay-dar) and I knew I
would someday date him.

	I opened the door and there he was.  His hot smile beaming at me
and I felt a boner coming.  He was in shock at the sight of me and I even
saw a boner appear in his shorts.

	"Um, um, uhhh, um...," he said.

	"Just get it out," I said.

	"My lord your so fucking hot I want your sweet cock in my mouth.
Now!"

	"I'll tell you what," I said, "don't have me tip you and you can be
my master on the next three day weekend we have at school.  I will be your
total willing gay sex slave."

	He began to drool.

	"OK.  Don't tip."

	"Good," I said pocketing the tip money, "and now in two weeks you
can have me."

	Just to tease him I pulled his head towards my left nipple.  I knew
Michael would be happy even to lick my 6-pack.  As he got closer he stuck
out his tongue, wanting to lick my nipple.  Right before he could lick it I
stepped back.

	"No no.  Not until the next three day weekend.  See you Michael."

	I gave him the cash, took the pizza, and went back inside.  My
brother was smiling.

	"What did you say to him?" he asked.

	"Oh you know.  Told him I was gay and he said I was hot."

	We ate our pizza and finished at 6:20.  Then we both brushed out
teeth to freshen up and my brother re-chained me.  For the rest of the
evening I lay there helpless but willing as my brother pounded him ass with
his cock and cummed in me, then jerked me off, over and over again.  At
7:45 my brother was speeding up his thrusting because he was about to cum
when we heard a car door in the driveway.

	"Crap!  She's home early!" I said.

	My brother came, pulled out, cleaned us up, unchained me, threw
everything (including my porn dvd) into his duffel bag, and ran upstairs.
I got dressed and tried making my self look as least sweaty as possible.
My brother and I ran into the living room, sat on the couch, and turned on
the TV right as my mom opened the door and walked.

	"Boys?" she called.

	"In here," my bro answered.

	She walked in the room and looked all around suspiciously.  At last
she seemed satisfied but then she spotted the two huge boners my brother
and I were carrying.

	"What's been going on here?" she asked.

	"Nothing," I lied.

	"Don't lie to me.  I don't find my to sons supporting massive
erections and just ignore it.  Were you watching pornography?  Or messing
with each other?"

	I was going to tell my mom everything right then and there.  I was
going to tell her that I was gay and that I was messing around with my
brother.  I was, that is, until my brother spoke up.

	"Well the thing is mom," he said, "Danny came to me because there's
this girl at school who he really likes.  He was asking me about how he
should try to talk to her.  And then he asked me about sex and we both got
excited."

	"Why would he come to you Evan?  You couldn't get a girl to save
your life."

	"Oh ha ha mom," said Evan.

	"Well is this true Danny?"

	"Yep," I said.

	"OK," she said.

	My brother and I sighed breaths of relief.  If my mom knew what we
were going to do for the next couple of years she would freak.  Almost two
weeks later I started getting excited and I called Michael.  We had a three
day weekend to plan...

	TO BE CONTINUED...