Date: Thu, 30 Aug 2018 13:47:42 +0000
From: "Tim (via Google Docs)" <timmywriteshot@gmail.com>
Subject: Max and Marty - Part Two

Max-and-Marty
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MAX-AND-MARTY-Part-Two
Good Friends Grow Closer


The next morning. I woke up before Max. I suspect he's going to have a huge
hangover and maybe a belly full of regrets. I can't be sure if last night
was the liquor talking or Max. I carefully slip out of the tent, still
nude, and stoke the fire. Then I get the coffee pot ready to put on the
fire. I have bacon and eggs to cook up in a cast iron skillet; there's
nothing better than breakfast over an open fire. So, everything's almost
ready to start cooking and I've got the first pot of coffee ready, when I
hear loud groans coming from the tent. Max is waking up with a huge head
throbbing on his shoulders. He staggers out of the tent, also not yet
wearing any clothes, and walks a few steps toward the fire and stops.


Max: "Oh, shit! I'm naked, you're naked, what the fuck!? I need to piss,
then we'll figure this out."


Max staggered to the edge of the campsite and pissed forever into the
trees. I could hear it roaring out and splashing on the ground. I was
fearful that he wasn't going to have a clear memory of last night and may
want to beat the shit out of me. I can hold my own, but this guy could hurt
me if he was mad enough.


Me: "You OK, Max? Need any help?"


Max: "Fuck you! Why would I need any help taking a piss? Oh, wait....Oh,
shit!...Uh, never mind."


He was starting to retrieve some memories. I poured the last of this pot of
coffee into a mug and handed it to him as he walked by me. He didn't stop.


Max: "Put some clothes on, Marty, I don't want to look at that."


Ok, then. I put another pot of coffee on and I grabbed a pair of shorts out
of the car, pulling them onto my bare ass. That's as far as I was going to
go toward getting dressed. Max was just going to have to look at my hairy
chest. I sat on our log and started to cook breakfast. Somehow, I was going
to have to fix this or lose my best friend.


There was movement in the tent but, Max hasn't reappeared. I hope he's not
pissed at me. Then, I got a big surprise. Max stepped out of the tent with
a red ribbon tied around his cock and a bow stuck to his ass. I had to
laugh out loud.


Max: "Gotcha! You really thought I forgot about last night, didn't you? You
were fucking scared, man"


Me: "You are one mean motherfucker, Max, my ex-best friend. I was scared
you were going to beat the shit out of me."


Max: "My friend, I couldn't resist. Now, what I want you to notice is that
I am giving you my two most precious assets. My cock and my ass are yours,
lover boy. From here on, I am at your service. I want to be sucked and
fucked all day for the rest of this weekend. Take me, Marty, please."


Me: "Ok, then, I'm going to take you at your word. I made more coffee, but
you need to eat to build your strength and recover from last night."


Max: "Whatever you say, Marty, I want to be your bitch."


Now, I gotta say, I would love to make Max my bitch, I mean, who wouldn't?
He is a 27 year-old former gymnast who still works out every day. He can
still do the splits! He is short and slim and muscled. He is cute as a bug
and looks like he's maybe 21. He still gets carded in bars. Here, let me
remind you of what Max looks like. He is 5'-6.5" tall, weighs 145 pounds,
he has perfect pecs and abs, and every other muscle he needs to throw
himself around all that gymnastic equipment. When he's working out, his
biceps bulge and show big veins. When I first met him, he had some chest
hair that was hard to see. Since then he has started to shave and wax, so
the only hair on his body is the tuft above his gorgeous, 7'5" uncut
cock. His foreskin hoods over his mushroom ap and is a depositroy of
pre-cum and man funk. Best of all, he still works out like a gymnast, every
day. He is in performance shape, including being able to do the
splits. That really opens an ass up. So, yes, you bet your ass this boy is
my bitch, at least for the weekend. After that, we'll have to wait and
see. Last night, Max fucked me hard. Today is my turn to show that
beautiful pussy-boy what he wants.


So, we finished breakfast and cleaned up. I suggested we take a hike in the
woods..nude.


Me: "I'd like to play Wolf to your Red Riding Hood, Max. Are you game? Go
put your boots on, nothing else. Red Riding Hood is a naked bitch today"


Max: "Absolutely! Give me a little head start then come find me when I
stray off the path to Granny's house."


Max pulled on his socks and high top hiking boots, then scampered off down
a path into the forest, skipping a little so his bubble butt and his cock
and balls bounced. He is just so cute, I want to eat him up...Thus, the
Wolf. I got my boots on and slipped my pocket knife down the side of one
boot.  Then, I grabbed a coil of clothesline rope, just in case my little
bitch became unruly. Then, off into the woods I went, in search of my prey.


Max was not hard to track. He left lots of evidence along the
way...disturbed leaves, broken branches, and footprints. I followed his
trail until it disappeared down a much narrower path further into the
trees. Red had strayed off the normal path, just like Granny warned her not
to do. The Wolf followed. It wasn't long before I came upon the little lost
bitch, walking in circles in a small clearing. He had obviously gone too
far off the path and couldn't find his way. I must help him.


Me: "Well, hello there, pretty boy. Are you lost in these woods?"


Max: "Oh, yes sir, I am so lost, I'll never make it to Granny's. Can you
please help me, Mr. Wolf, SIR."


Me: "Oh, I'll be happy to help you, IF you do something for me. Are you
ready to some things for Mr. Wolf, little bitch?"


Max: "I'll do anything you ask, Mr. Wolf. Really, anything at all. I just
don't want to be left all alone in the woods."


Me: "Hold your hands out in front of you, and cross your wrists."


He did as he was told, and I took the clothesline and wrapped it around his
wrists a couple times, then tied it off tight, but so tight it cut off
circulation. Then I pulled him along over to a large branch that hung low
over the clearing. I threw the line over the branch and pulled it up so
that Max was standing with his arms over his head and his feet just half
touching the ground. He was helpless and gorgeous, hanging there like a
hunter's trophy. I tied the rope off and cut off the excess. Then, I cut
off a short piece of line and walked over to Max. I grabbed his ball sack
and tied the line tight around the top of his sack, pushing his balls down
to sag. I tied it as tight as I could, until he whimpered.


Now, I had my prey and I was ready to start having fun with my captured
bitch. Max started to complain that he was going to be late getting to
Granny's and that he wasn't supposed to talk to strangers. I pulled off one
of his boots and took a sock and stuffed it into his mouth. Max
purred. Then, I used the palm of my hand as a paddle and spanked Max hard
on the butt. It left a red handprint on his smooth alabaster skin. I hit
him again, and again, and again. Each time, Max jerked his body and his
cock grew. I kept spanking him until his cock was a full staff and copious
amounts of pre-cum were dripping from the tip. His ass was beet red and his
cock was engorged and leaking. Max was whimpering, and asking for more
discipline.


Max: "Oh, Mr. Wolf, Sir, I've been very bad today. I need to be
punish. Will you please punish me?"


Me: "Yes, little bitch, I'm going to punish you. What do you think you
deserve?"


Max: "Oh think you should hit me with a switch like Granny would. She would
whip my backside all up and down if I was bad."


So, I looked around and found a nice limber switch and cut it off a nearby
tree limb. Then, I started to swat Max with it. I hit his shoulders first;
he squirmed at the sting. I kept swatting him, down his back, lots of hits
on his strong ripped back muscles - he arched his back with each thwack!
Then, I got to his already raw ass and added switch marks to the
redness. Max cried out in pain. Then, his huge thigh muscles need to be
whipped. Then I moved around in front and whipped his beautiful rock hard
pecs and his rippling abs. Each thwack from the switch brought forth a
whimper or a cry or a groan. Max was hanging more and more from his wrists,
not relying on his feet anymore. He was grinning big, and crying from the
pain. Tears streaming down his cheeks, even as he smiled and begged for
more.


The only thing left was to beat his hard cock. I was not going to use a
tree limb for that. Instead, I used my open hand to slap his cock back and
forth, hitting it hard, which only made him get harder and give up more
pre-cum. There was a large wet spot on the ground under Max's body. I
finished the beating and had another idea. I took the line and tied it
around the base of his cock and pulled the line between his legs. Then, I
grabbed it from behind and pulled his cock back until it pointed at the
ground. Max whimpered again. I lodged the rope inside Max's ass crack and
ordered him to grab hold and not to let go. Then I cut him down from the
tree and laid him over a large rock, face down.


Me: "Max, you dirty bitch, I am going to fuck your cunt and make you cum
too."


Max: "Oh, please, Marty, I want your big cock inside me so bad. I've wanted
you to fuck me for years. I can't believe it's finally happening. And, you
have given me so much pleasure already. Nobody has dominated me like this
since my gymnastics days when some of the bigger guys would tie me up and
fuck me. Oh, fuck, man. I could cum just thinking about it."


I spit into Max's asshole and lubed him up with lots of saliva. Then, I
pulled the line attached to his cock and balls and tugged it so that his
cock was rubbing against my ball sack. He was howling with pain and
pleasure. I shoved my meat into his cunt and started to pump. Every thrust
pushed his cock into my ball sack. Our balls were crammed together at the
base of his crack. I pushed in and out and Max grunted every time I hit his
prostate. It was a wild ride and it wasn't long before we were both howling
like wolves mating. If anyone heard us, they would run away in fear. At
last, I felt my juices rise into my shaft and I pumped a gallon of hot
creamy cum into my bitch's cunt. It was hot and tight. I couldn't stop
pushing. I felt Max's cum shoot out onto my balls and the rock below. We
stayed coupled until I went soft and Max started to sob.


Me: "Oh, fuck, Max. I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to really hurt you. You
should have stopped me. C'mere, buddy." I pulled him into a hug and rocked
him back and forth. Finally, Max said:


"No, Marty, that's not it. You didn't hurt me, I loved it. I'm a strong
little shit and I can take a beating, I have plenty of times. The thing is,
I thought that part of my life was over. When I was a teen gymnast,
competing with guys bigger and stronger than me, I let them use me whenever
they wanted. I love to be on the bottom, I like to be spanked, and
trash-talked, everything you did turned me on so much. But, after I stopped
competing and got married, there was no way Cathy would ever do that shit,
and I didn't have any excuse to go find it from a guy. You are a dream come
true, Marty!"


Me: "Oh, Max, I'm glad I could help you with this fantasy. I've always been
versatile, I top or bottom depending who I'm with. Last night, you gave me
a wonderful fuck and fIgured we'd be fuck buddies, with me on the bottom. I
was fine with that. But, I really liked topping your tender ass. It is
tight and beautiful, Max. Just like you, tight and beautiful. I will gladly
fuck you and discipline you whenever you want, but I will also submit to
you and lay down for your fuck stick whenever that suits you. Now, you can
never move away!"


I untied all the ropes and we cleaned up as best we could. Max put his boot
back on \, and we walked hand-in-hand back to our campsite. That evening,
we sat around the fire after dinner and drank. When we were too tired to
talk anymore, we went to bed and lay down in each other's arms in the
thent. Neither of us had washed off the cum and funk from earlier, we just
rubbed it in. I loved pressing my hairy chest against Max's hairless torso,
and Max loved stroking my hair gently. So, we fell asleep together. We woke
up sometime in the middle of the night and we both were hard, so we suck
each off and fell back asleep.


The next morning, we packed up and started for home. We made plans to have
"camping weekends" on a regular basis. When the weather turned colder, we'd
stay in a motel. We also planned other times when we'd get together at home
and continue our sexual explorations. Max and I are in this for the
long-haul...Fuck Buddies Forever! - F.B.F.


[END PART TWO]


Next up: "FBF Gets a Club House" - Stayed Tuned
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