Date: Sun, 23 Feb 2014 08:15:47 +0100
From: gabewallis@vmail.me
Subject: Chance Encounter chapter 6

Usual disclaimer applies: This is a fictional story which contains
descriptions of sexual acts between men and boys, including some BDSM
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I woke early the next day. There was something wet on my chest, slurping
and sucking. My eyes snappped open, but it was just Riley, hands running
through my chest hair and tongue on my nipples.

"Hey, sir," he whispered, grinning. "You're up."

I reached out and stroked his hair gently. He sighed contentedly and went
back to kissing me. "Good boy," I murmured, and let him carry on for a few
minutes.

"Master," he began, giving me a coy look. "So... do I still need to be
punished?"

I grinned, pulling him over my lap. "I'd almost forgotten, little slut. You
have 30 left, don't you?"

Riley giggled. "Yes, sir."

I ran a hand down his crack, which was covered by the thin strip of fabric
of his thong. "Think you can take them all at once?"

He looked up at me, scared. His perky little butt was already covered in
marks from yesterday's caning. "I don't know..."

Pushing him down over my knee, I pinched him and then poked at his hole,
which still had a butt plug in it. "You can tell me to stop at any time,
okay?"

He tried to look round at me again, but I pushed him down and started
spanking. He gasped when I started, but managed to keep quiet until the
tenth blow. "Master..." he said, as I got to number 13.

"You want me to stop?"

He looked round, eyes brimming with tears. "Sorry, Master... can I take my
punishment some other way?"

I stroked his butt and he sighed softly. "Absolutely. That was the idea,
actually."

He climbed off my lap and straddled me, allowing me to knead the soft skin
of his butt. It was hot to the touch, but I felt his little dick pressing
into me. "What did you have in mind?" he asked, sounding a little scared.

"Well..." I said. "You have three options. Option one, we go right back to
the beginning and you take all 50 of your spanks from a cane."

He shuddered and I felt his little dicklet deflate a little. "No thanks."

I gave his butt a soft slap. "No thanks SIR. Anyway... option two, you wear
your cock cage for a whole week."

He shuddered again and his little dicklet got completely soft.

"Option three, you call that little friend of yours – Joey, did you say
his name was? – and have him come here for some fun."

He gulped. "Uh... what kind of fun?"

I bit my lip. I had a lot in mind, but I didn't think Joey would be as keen
on it all as Riley. "Well... if I don't see his penis, you get 50 strokes
of the cane AND have to wear the cock cage for a week. If I don't see you
sucking it, you get to pick one of the two punishments."

He bit his lip. "Uh... okay, sir."

I kissed him full on the lips. "Good boy. Now, go put some more clothes on
and call him. You'd best just hope he picks up, for your butt's sake."

Riley did as he was told and, fortunately for his butt, Joey picked
up. They arranged for him to come to my appartment in half an hour's time,
which gave me time to coach Riley on my plan to get into Joey's pants.

"He'd better be as cute as you say," I said, patting Riley's butt. He gave
me a weak smile and gulped, clearly a little nervous about this whole
thing. At his request I'd let him take his butt plug out, but he was still
wearing the thong. And, if everything went to plan, his little buddy would
be seeing him in it very soon.

"He is," whispered Riley. "He's got blond hair, and a great smile, and he's
so funny!"

I felt a little twinge of jealousy as my slave's eyes lit up at the thought
of his friend, but I tried to suppress it. He'd known Joey a lot longer
than he'd known me, so it was natural that he'd like him.

Exactly on time, the doorbell rang and Riley leapt to his feet. "He's
here!" he exclaimed, rushing to the door. I looked up from the couch as the
door opened, and one of the most beautiful boys I've ever seen walked
in. He was wearing a tight-fitting white t-shirt with tight-fitting gray
sweatpants. I wasn't sure if the bulge in the front of them was his junk or
my imagination, but I couldn't keep my eyes off of it.

"Joey!" exclaimed Riley, giving his friend a hug. Joey returned the hug
with equal enthusiasm.

"Hey!"

The boys kept up the hug for a full minute, dancing around, clearly very
happy to be together again. As they did, I caught a glimpse of Joey's butt
in his tight sweatpants and felt my dick stiffen instantly. He had a little
puppy fat on him – more than Riley, at least – and where Riley's butt
was firm and muscled, Joey's was soft and round. I would love to get my
hands all over it, and sink my teeth right into-

"This is my friend Dan!" Riley was saying, running up to me and giving me a
hug. "I'm staying with him for the weekend!"

"Uh... hey, Dan!" said Joey, looking a little sheepish. He held out his
hand and I shook it, giving him as warm as smile as I could muster. "Nice
to meet you!"

"Nice to meet you too, buddy! Riley's told me a lot about you!" Joey and I
both looked over at Riley, who blushed. Joey barely managed to conceal a
little grin, but I ignored it. "Do you guys want a snack?"

"Sure!" they exclaimed together. I let Riley lead the way through to the
kitchen, following after both of them. Joey's butt was swaying as he
walked, and I didn't think my dick could get any harder. If everything went
according to plan and I had BOTH of these kids to do whatever I wanted to
for the next – I checked my watch – eight hours, then... whoa. I
couldn't wait for this.

They both chattered away while I gave them food, telling me about their
mutual friends, and the school bully, and how they had sleepovers every few
weeks. My dick twitched at that last part, after what Riley had told me.

Once their snacks were done, I ushered them back through to the sitting
room and turned on the Wii. "Ooh!" said Riley, grinning. "Let's do
forfeits! Like, um..." he gave Joey a sideways glance. "Like we do
sometimes." Joey turned red and gulped. This was just too good.

"Sure thing!" I said, before Joey had a chance to object.

The first game was a pretty close contest between me and Riley, but Riley
just beat me. "Okay..." he said, a malicious glint in his eye. "Joey, you
lost, so take off your, umm... socks?" Joey took off his socks, bending
over to do so. I started at his butt, marvelling at how round it was. I
couldn't wait to get him naked.

Joey won the next game, with Riley coming last. I was about to suggest a
forfeit for Riley, but Joey got there before me. "Take off your shirt."

Riley did so, rubbing his nipples at Joey, who blushed profusely. I swore I
saw a little bulge in his tight sweatpants.

I won the next game, and soon Joey's shirt joined Riley's on the floor. I
let Riley win the next game, and then we were all shirtless. I caught Joey
staring at my chest and gave him a flirtatious little wink. "You like that,
buddy?" He looked away and turned an even deeper shade of red, but there
was definitely something stirring in his pants.

Riley won the next game we played, with Joey coming in dead last. "Take off
your pants!" Riley said gleefully.

Joey shook his head, almost too embarrassed to speak.

I put a hand around him and massaged his shoulders. "I think that's pretty
unfair, Riley. How about we turn this into truth or dare?"

Joey breathed a sigh of relief and sat down on the sofa. I sat down next to
him, keeping my arm around his shoulders. His muscles weren't as
well-defined as Riley's, but his skin was pale and soft and I was pretty
sure I was in love. He leant into me and gave a contented sigh as I rubbed
my hand up and down his side. Once he was relaxed enough, I nodded to
Riley.

"How big is your weiner?" asked Riley, sitting down on Joey's other side
and resting a hand on his thigh.

"You've seen it! You've had it in-" Joey began, and then gasped and put his
hands over his mouth. "No! Um..."

I gasped, feigning surprise. "Really?! Okay, new question: I want all the
details!"

Riley bit his lip and looked at Joey. "Do you want me to tell him?"

Joey nodded, still looking too mortified to speak.

"Well... it started a few months ago at a sleepover, we were playing truth
or dare like this. He asked me to show him my weiner, then it kind
of... er, went from there. We touch each other sometimes and it feels real
good!"

"Just with your hands?" I asked, looking at Joey, who shook his head.

"Sometimes... sometimes we use our mouths."

"Do you like it?"

He nodded.

"Well that's great!" I exclaimed, giving him a little squeeze. "Making each
other feel good is awesome!"

"Really?!" he asked, looking confused. "Isn't it bad? I mean... boys aren't
meant to do that with boys."

"Can I tell you a secret, Joey?" I asked, letting my hand drop down to his
big round butt. "I make boys feel good all the time."

"Are you sure it's okay?"

"Why don't you ask Riley?"

Joey looked at Riley with wide eyes. "Have you done... stuff... with him?
Like, the same stuff we do?"

Riley nodded. "And, uh... more."

"More?!" Joey's eyes widened and he started fiddling with the bulge in his
sweatpants. "Like what? Like when you said you knew someone who'd,
umm... spank me? Was that Dan?"

Riley bit his lip. "Yeah. Sorry Dan. I should've told you Joey asked me to
spank him."

My jaw dropped. Joey was into that shit too? "How did it feel?" I asked
Joey, biting back a grin. "Does he hit hard?"

"I, uh... I kinda didn't..." Riley murmured to the floor.

I gave him a stern look. "I'll deal with you later. Joey, stand up and take
your pants off."

Joey stood up and gave me a blank look. "Seriously? Um..."

I reached out and stroked my finger down his chest, tweaking each of his
nipples and ending at the bulge. "I can make you feel good. You want that?"

He nodded, and then blushed. "Was Riley serious when he said
you'd... um..." his voice trailed off to nothing. "That you'd..."

I grabbed his whole package in my hand and gently massaged it. "If you say
it, I'll do it. You just have to ask."

Joey mumbled something that sounded an awful lot like "please spank me."

"Louder," I said, slipping a finger between his legs to massage his
perineum.

"Oh!" he exclaimed. "Uh... spank me, please."

I moved my hand away from him and turned to Riley. "Fetch me some rope." He
did as he was told, running as fast as he could through to the dungeon. As
he was getting the rope, I turned back to Joey. "Put your hands behind your
back."

He did as he was told, just as Riley got back with the rope. I tied Joey's
hands behind him, ensuring he couldn't move them. "Spread your legs," I
said sharply to Joey. He did as he was told, looking scared. I slipped my
finger back between his legs and rubbed his perineum, before pulling him
over my knee and giving him a sharp spank. He gasped and I felt his bulge
throb.

"Good boy," I said, stroking his butt. "In future, you'll call me sir,
understand?"

"Yes sir."

I turned to Riley. "Get on your knees with your hands behind your head."

"Yes Master," he said, the front of his pants noticeably tented.

I gave him another spank and he wriggled around again, pulling at his
bonds.

"You like that?" I asked, spanking him again.

"Ow! Yes, sir!"

I gave him another spank and then pulled his pants down, revealing a pair
of white briefs that were so tight and thin that I could see his butt
reddening through them. I spanked him another five times, all in quick
succession. "Ow! Ow! Ow!" he exclaimed, thrashing around. He couldn't take
as much as Riley, but I kinda liked that: he wasn't trying to be tough, he
knew he was completely at my mercy.

"Have you had enough?" I asked, giving him another few spanks.

"Ow! Ow! No, I can take more, sir!"

I paused to pull Joey's tighty-whiteys down, and he stopped squirming long
enough to let me. "Good boy," I said, stroking his butt. His asscheeks were
full and round – much rounder than Riley's – and would be pearly
white if it weren't for the red sheen that covered them.

I spanked him good and hard, watching his ass ripple under my hand. "You're
a very good boy."

"Thank you, sir," he yelped, squirming again. "Ow!"

"Do you think you deserve a reward?"

"Uh... yes?" I gave him one last spank. "Ow! Yes sir!"

"Good boy. Riley, come over here."

He did as he was told, staying on his knees. "Sir?"

"Joey's butt sure looks sore, doesn't it?"

"Uh... yes, sir."

"Be a good little slut and kiss it better."

"Wait, what?" he looked at me, wide-eyed. "No!"

I hoisted Joey into a more comfortable position and gave him another few
spanks. He cried out on each one, wriggling around on my erection. "Do it
or I'll get the cane. You can have those 50 strokes I owe you."

Riley gulped. He rested his hands on Joey's pale smooth butt and gave it a
quick peck.

I laughed. "No, kiss it properly."

He sighed. "Yes, sir."

He leaned in and kissed every inch of Joey's butt. Joey gasped, and started
to moan. "That feels good!"

I ran a hand through his hair, which was now slick with sweat. "Doesn't it
just?" He moaned again and I slipped a finger into his mouth. "Pretend it's
Riley's little cock," I whispered, and he sucked at it, stifling a gasp as
Riley reached his taint. Joey gasped again as Riley flicked at his cunt
with his tongue.

I let the little slut work for a few more minutes before pushing him
away. "Take off your pants and let Joey have a look at you."

"Yes sir," he said, stripping down to his thong as I untied Joey's wrists.

"What?!" exclaimed Joey as he turned around to see Riley. "Holy shit, what
the hell are you wearing?!"

I gave him a playful swat on the butt. "Mind your fucking language. Do you
want another spanking?"

Joey giggled. "Maybe. What's Riley wearing?"

I pushed Riley down to his hands and knees. "It's a thong. You like it?"

Joey ran his finger along Riley's crack. "It looks sexy! Uh... sir."

"Take it off of him while I get him something."

"Yes sir!"

I rushed to my room and grabbed the lube from the bedside table. I didn't
want to miss a second of this.

I got back to the sitting room and found Joey running his hands over
Riley's beautifully toned butt, tracing the lines from yesterday's
caning. "How did he do that?" he asked. "Did it hurt?"

"He used a cane!" said Riley, and I was pleased to hear a note of pride in
his voice. "It REALLY hurt!"

"Holy shit!" said Joey. "That's so fucking hot! Do you think he'll cane me
too?"

"I sure will if you don't mind your language!"

Both boys gave a start as I walked in, but I ignored them. "Alright, Joey,
do you know what fucking actually is?"

"Uh... no, sir."

I poured some lube onto my hand and spread it on Riley's tight pink hole,
slipping my finger in. "It's where you do this, but with your dick. Okay?

Joey grinned. "Awesome! Okay!"

I helped him lube up his dick – which was a little over 3 inches fully
erect – and line it up with Riley's cunt. "Now push."

"Yes sir!" he said, slipping inside his friend.

"Normally when you fuck someone you'll have to go slow but this little
slut," I slapped Riley's butt as I mentioned him, "has had more cocks in
him than a chicken farm. Knock yourself out."

And he did. I sat back and watched the two preteens go at each other with
the unbridled enthusiasm only boys seem to have, pulling out my phone to
take a sneaky video. Neither of them had a single hair below their
head. The contrast between them was hot to watch: the tanned, muscular
brunette being plowed by a pale, full-figured blonde. My dick was almost
ready to explode.

After a full twenty minutes of panting and moaning and fucking, both boys
came at almost exactly the same time. Joey collapsed on top of Riley and
they lay there in a sweaty tangle of limbs. Before they had time to
recover, I pulled them to their feet and led them through to the dungeon.

"You like being tied up, Joey?"

"Yeah!" he exclaimed, still catching his breath.

"Congratulations, you just earned yourself five swats with the cane. Now,
sit down here, boys."

They did as they were told. I lubed up my smallest butt plug and slid it
into Joey's hole to loosen him up. He gasped in surprise, but his gasp soon
turned into a moan. "Shit sir, that feels good!"

I laughed. "And you just earned five more. That lovely butt of yours is
going to get quite a workout today."

He grinned, but there was a flicker of fear in his eye. "Really?"

I slid a plug into Riley's butt and nodded. "Oh, yes. You'll see how it
feels pretty soon."

"Now, sir?" he asked, turning to face me.

"No. I'll let you boys wait here for a while."

"That's so hot! ...Sir." Joey's hand slipped down to his little prick
almost unconsciously and he started to fiddle with it. I took his hands and
held them behind his back, forcing him down to the floor. I pulled Riley
down so the boys were back to back, with their hands behind them. I wrapped
some rope around their limbs so neither of them could move, and then used
another length of rope to join their torsos together. As a finishing touch
I wrapped a length of duct tape over both of their mouths, holding their
heads together.

They both looked up at me as I snapped a few photos. Their eyes were wide,
but their erections betrayed their arousal.

"You boys have fun!" I said, as I turned out the light.

I set a timer for half an hour and got myself a beer. As I sipped it, I
sent John the video I'd taken of the boys fucking, along with the pictures
of them tied up in the dungeon. In return, he sent me two photos: the first
was of a beautiful blond-haired green-eyed boy sitting on a couch. I
figured he couldn't be more than eight years old. He was completely naked,
with a tiny little boner pointed right at the screen. The second photo was
of the same boy with a mouthful of cock.

It looked like John was having as much fun as I was.

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