Date: Sat, 25 Mar 2023 02:09:19 +0100 (CET) From: Quinton Brock Subject: Lincoln's Adventure Chapter 10 Gay/Adult/Youth Lincoln's Adventure This fictional story includes consensual sex between a masochistic boy and his man. If this offends you, or is illegal where you are, please leave. If you are under the legal age to read sexually explicit material, then do not read any further. This story in no way represents any person alive or dead. Any resemblance to any real person is purely coincidental. This story is the property of the author and no copying or posting of any kind is permitted without the author's written consent. If you enjoy this story, please support Nifty! By supporting Nifty, we can continue to use this wonderful, free archive. Visit: http://donate.nifty.org Chapter 9 -- Recap Getting ready to leave the cabin, Lincoln said, "Don't forget to grab the fish in the sink, and just as an FYI, I'm going to sleep in the loft tonight in case you find the cabin door locked." Climbing in the SUV and pulling on his seat belt, he replied "I think that sounds like a great place to start tomorrow morning, just make sure you're there all night because I may be there real early." Chapter 10 -- Lincoln's story `They must be drunk already' Dart thought to himself as he watched Lincoln's SUV disappear around the corner. He went in the door, kicked off his boots and winter clothes and entered the house. Surprised, it was eerily silent. "Hello?" he hollered out. Nothing but silence so he checked the garage and sure enough, the car was gone. Returning to the kitchen, he dropped the fish in the sink and pulled out the rice to start supper. When they were gone it wasn't usually for long so he figured they would be home soon. He was becoming a fairly good cook because when there was no one home, he either learned to cook or went hungry. As he was turning thirteen in May, he was finding he was always hungry, so he liked the idea of eating. Besides, coach told him he needed to eat more carbs so he could start putting some weight on for next year. The last time he weighed-in was his last competition, ninety-eight pounds and according to coach, would benefit from another 5 pounds. "I think I should get Lincoln to measure me" he absently said out loud, then snapped back from his daydreaming and glanced around to be sure he was alone. "Whew" he said as he focused on making supper. The trout cooked up perfectly, rice was nice and fluffy, the frozen corn was steaming and the only thing missing was his mom and Jason. Rather than let it get cold, he ate his share then stuffed two plates in the fridge for them at seven as they hadn't arrived home yet. "Hi this is Kristy; you know the drill. Bye" "Mom, call! Shit! Where are you?" Dart left a message again. Since their TV reception was lousy at the lake, he decided to go to his room. By the time nine o'clock arrived, there was still no call from his mom, so he called Jason. "Sorry I missed your call, please leave a message after the beep." Dart was getting worried. They were late before but would usually pick up the phone when he called. He decided to call Lincoln. At six, Lincoln had made himself a shrimp pasta supper and was feeling quite stuffed when he went into the loft to do his editing on all the video he had of Dart. He managed to get three hours of Dart's whipping down to forty-five-minutes and was reviewing the video when his phone rang. Seeing the boys name on the display, he answered "Hey kiddo, how are you doing?" Happy to hear the man's voice he said, "Uhm, not so good Lincoln. I don't know where Mom and Jason are. The car is gone and they're not home yet." "Okay. Have they gone out before and not came home until late?" Dart was starting to sound a little panicked, "Well yeah, but they usually leave a note or something and I've called them both, but neither are answering." "Okay, do you want me to come over?" "I'm not sure. Maybe..." "Tell you what, take a good look around again for a note or something they may have left for you. I'll hold on while you look, okay?" "Okay, hold on..." Lincoln could hear the boy searching around for a note then returned. "No, I can't find anything." "Okay, don't worry, I'll be there in ten minutes. Okay?" "Okay, thanks. See you." Dart hung up, worried. Lincoln was sure they were busy partying and forgot about the time but quickly put things away and closed the place up to drive over. Dart was waiting at the door. "Not home yet?" "No" Dart pouted. "Come on, let's go inside where it's warm" he said to calm the boy. "Do you want to put the kettle on for tea?" "Okay, sorry to be such a wuss. It just pisses me off that they do this all the time." Lincoln gave him a hug. It was Lincoln's first time in the house so looked around. They were in the family room. It was a basic room, with used furniture. This wasn't out of place since it was the cabin at the lake. He followed Dart into the kitchen and sat at the table while the boy made him a tea. "I'll stay with you until they get home" he told the boy after he brought him a cup of tea. "Wanna try calling your mom again?" "Okay, and she better answer" but after hearing the message again, dejectedly hung up. "No answer" "Look, seeing as it's the first time I've been here, why don't you show me your room." Perking up, Dart said "sure, but do not look at the mess. I spend more time at your place than here now." It was a typical boy's room, and messy. `All boys aren't messy but Dart is' he thought. "Take your clothes off" Lincoln blurted out as a lark. Shocked with the statement but happy with the request, Dart instantly smiled and started unbuttoning his shirt. Surprised the boy reacted so quickly, Lincoln said, "make sure you keep them in order so you can put them on quickly if needed." Dart nodded his head and soon was stripped naked, waiting for the man to take the lead. Not needing any further encouragement, Lincoln laid back on the bed and said, "lay on top of me, with your butt to my face, then open my zipper and pull out my cock..." Dart needed no further directions as he smiled, climbed on top of the man, and eagerly opened up his prize. Lincoln's hands pressed against the bare cheeks presented for inspection and spread them apart with his hands. Moaning out loud, he lifted his head and began eating. He couldn't believe how clean and fresh the boy smelt and tasted. His tongue couldn't seem to get enough of his bottom. Soon his lapping turned into probing as his tongue penetrated as deep as it would go inside the boy's bottom. Dart moaned after feeling the tongue attack his rosebud. Pulling the man's cock out of his pants, he hurriedly inserted it into his mouth and began sucking. He couldn't help but moan as Lincoln's tongue did wonderful things to his butt, so he had to focus on the man's cock. He liked the stiff pole, licked his way up the shaft to the head, then did his most favorite thing; ran his tongue around the rim, pausing to go in both directions before swallowing the nob. As soon as Lincoln's tongue exited his rosebud, his mouth plunged down on his cock. Both man and boy were moaning loudly. Dart cam first as the man lifted his hips and was sliding Darts four-inch erection, back and forth in his mouth. After several minutes of foreplay, all it took was a penetrating finger and a long suck to finish him off. Not to be out done, Dart focused on the man's knob as he sucked in earnest until, finally he was rewarded with the man's copious ejaculation. It was eleven when Lincoln left the naked boy, sleeping in his bed. Dressed and with all the evidence of a sexual romp cleaned up, Lincoln retired to the living room. Sitting on the couch, he awoke when the door opened. It was one-thirty. "What the fuck are you doing here?" was the startled question from Kristy. Still a little groggy from his nap Lincoln replied. "Well, I did get a concerned phone call from a twelve-year-old boy wondering where his mom was." Jason stumbled in behind his girlfriend saying, "you deal with him, I'm going to bed" as he wobbled to the bedroom and closed the door. "You know you're causing me a lot of fucking grief. Ever since you started fishin' with my kid, it's been nothing but back talk from him. Did you tell him to tell me off?" she challenged him. "No, I actually hoped you would pay more attention to him." In no mood to take her crap, he countered, "he does need a mother you know." It was a statement, not a question. "Well, too bad. I'm all he's got so get in your car and fuck off" was the drunken reply. Lincoln reached for his coat, then before leaving he wrote his phone number on a piece of paper and left it on the table. "Dart has it if you can't find it in the morning" he paused. "Please call me in the morning" then left to get in his car and go home. He felt sad for Dart. `This was what he had to deal with every day. No wonder the boy didn't like his home life,' he thought. Arriving back at the cabin, it felt empty for the first time. He almost forgot to go to the loft, but when he climbed into bed and remembered, he left the house and walked naked to the loft and slipped under the cool covers, absently pushing the ropes away from him. It was around two. *************** It was his usual dream. He was walking on the beach and a naked Dart was walking towards him. Still half asleep, he reached down for the boy and pulled him up for a kiss. "Snuggle in, it's too early and we both need our sleep." Wrapping him in his arms they both fell back asleep. A phone was ringing and would not stop. Finally, Lincoln realized it was his phone and groggily picked it up. "Hello?" "Fuck, is my kid over there?" Startling himself awake, he was surprised she was calling this early. Dart was still sleeping beside him. "Oh, Kristy. He came over sometime last night; he is sleeping in the living room. Do you want me to wake him, or can I have him call you when he wakes up?" "He left his phone here so tell him to call me when he wakes." CLICK! It was nine-thirty. Lincoln was surprised she was awake already. `Thank God she didn't drive over. It might have been a little revealing, not to mention difficult to explain' he thought to himself. Shaking Dart's naked shoulder, he said "Dart. Dart, wake up." Grumbling, Dart forgot he was at Lincolns then with a smile said sleepily, "Hi, can we have sex now?" "Unfortunately, no we can't. Your mother just called." "What? Mom?" he replied with surprise in his eyes. "Yes, Mom, now get dressed and come to the house, I'm leaving now because all my clothes are in my bedroom, and I am concerned she is going to come over. I didn't close the gate last night. Be quick, I'll see you at the house." Lincoln moved quickly to the house, starkers almost panicking that a car would drive up the driveway at any time. Once inside the house, he quickly dressed and made up a ruffled bed on the couch. As Dart walked into the house, he said, "this is where you slept last night" pointing to the couch. "Did you bring everything from the loft? Coat, hat, gloves..." "Yes, I got everything and they're all in the landing." "Good, now call your mother." "Why?" The boy looked at the man with a why bother look in his eyes. "Why? Well how about because she just called asking where her boy was. What time did you come over last night anyway?" "I don't know. I woke up and left. I know it was pitch black still." "Please, call your mom" he pleaded as he held out his phone. Dart shrugged his shoulders then took the phone and called her. "When did you leave this morning?" was her answer. "I don't know. It was pitch black and I was pissed at you, so I got up and left." "Well don't go anywhere unless you have your phone" she demanded. "Oh, so I have to take my phone but you don't have to answer yours all night. You may as well have left it at home yourself..." he almost shouted into the phone. "Don't throw it back on me, I'm holding your phone..." "And neither of you answered when I called last night" he interrupted her. "Where were you?" Ignoring the boy's question, she demanded, "look, I want you to come home. Now!" "Why, so you can yell at me? Just do it now so I don't have to walk all the way back here when you're done." Lincoln was listening to Darts side of the argument hopping he didn't get too carried away and blurt something out they both may regret. "Fine! I'm coming over." The line went dead. "She said she's coming over" shrugging his shoulders and handing the phone back to Lincoln. "Fuck." It was an hour later when they heard her truck pull up. Lincoln was waiting at the door to let her in. "Come in please, can I offer you a coffee?" "No." Looking past the man at Dart, she said "get in the car." "No" he stubbornly refused. "Fuck, DART GET IN THE CAR" she yelled. Dart moved into the living room and sat on the sofa. His mother barged into the house chasing after her boy. When she grabbed his arm, he yanked it away then screamed, "Get away from me and don't touch me again." Lincoln was in shock. Kristy was also in shock; she had not heard him talk back to her like this before. Lincoln wasn't sure what to expect when she arrived, but this was the last thing he expected to happen. Darts rejection of his mother stopped her on the spot, so she turned on Lincoln. "Are you fucking my son?" "Kristy," he answered quietly, shocked by her accusation. "Listen, I know you're upset so why don't we have a coffee and talk?" "Fuck you." Turning back to Dart she said "Either you come back with me now or stay with this faggot. Your choice." "Lincoln, can I stay here?" "Yes, of course but Kristy, we really need to talk" he replied as he turned to her. "Fine, I can see you've made your choice. He's all yours, I'm done talking." She turned and left the house. The door slammed behind her, they both listened to the truck start, then drive away. Lincoln and Dart were in shock with the turn of events that just occurred. Lincoln walked to the door then looked outside. Darts backpack was lying in the snow where her truck was. He went outside to pick up the backpack, and Dart came to the door to see where he went. When he returned, he saw the tears running down the boy's face. "I never told her Lincoln. I never told her about out us. All I said is I'd rather be here with you than with them" he sobbed out. Lincoln wrapped him in his arms and held him tight. "We will work it out somehow. Dart," he began, "usually things that go sideways, well they happen for a reason. That reason may be that you're better off here with me than with your mom and Jason at this time." Slowly they walked back to the couch to sit. He grabbed his phone and opened the app for the front gate. He pressed it to close the gate to stop her from returning unexpectedly. Lost in his own thoughts, Dart began "I hate her Lincoln," as the tears continued. "She never really wanted me to live with them. I was always an inconvenience that stopped her from drinking and partying all the time, not that it stopped her anyways" he finished. "Dart, I don't want to tell you not to `hate your mom' because `hate' is a powerful word. It's a word that I don't like. And besides, I'm sure you will talk with her again, in time. I wouldn't be surprised it was sooner rather than later. I know it will happen, I guarantee it." Ignoring what the man said, Dart pleaded "I want you to take me to the basement." "No" was the immediate response. Lincoln was waiting for the request to come up and not surprised it was now. "We can talk about it tomorrow and decide then. Now we need to go to the loft if you want so I can tie you up and play with your body. I think it will take your mind off things." "Lincoln, I need to hang from the rafters, and I want to feel the whip. I need you to whip me, for the rest of the day!" "Sorry buddy, but I will go to the loft with you, and I think I have a remedy that you will like there." Knowing he wasn't going to win this argument; Dart rose to go to the loft. It was still mid-morning, and it was fairly warm, so they only pulled on their boots to go outside. As they were going up the stairs to the loft, Dart leapt ahead to enter the room wondering what his man had in-store for him, silently hopping it involved the whip. Lincoln had a stopped to turn up the heat and by the time he entered the bedroom, Dart was already naked and clipping his ankles to the ropes at the bottom of the bed. "Wait a minute buddy. You can leave the wrist and ankle cuffs on but unclip yourself and climb off the bed for a minute." Dart didn't want to unclip himself but thought he had better satisfy the man, after all he didn't want him to get pissed at him too. Lincoln rummaged in the closet and came out with a nicely folded white sheet in his hand. It was significantly thicker than a regular sheet, so Darts curiosity started to get the better of him. "What's with the sheet?" he asked in his cutest voice. "Catch," Lincoln had unfolded it and threw half across to the boy. Fumbling the catch, Dart scrambled to grab the edge. Together they laid it across the bed and tucked it in but not before Dart glanced under the sheet and saw a shiny smooth plastic layer. "Isn't this for when you wet the bed?" He wasn't sure why the man would have one like this as he was also sure the man didn't wet the bed and he knew he didn't. "It could be used for that but this time, it will be put to a different use. Climb aboard and spread out your limbs" he ordered as he patted the soft surface of the sheet. Dart shrugged his shoulders and jumped on the bed. It made more noise than a regular sheet, but it was tolerable. Spreading his limbs out, he watched Lincoln clip his limbs to the ropes and tighten him up. "Do you remember this?" Lincoln said as he lifted the bottle of olive oil to show the boy. Remembering Lincoln had covered him with the oil just before he whipped him, Dart's hope of the man whipping him went up. "Close your eyes" Lincoln said as he unscrewed the cap as he lifted it above the boy's head. He started pouring, beginning at the boy's face. Dart closed his eyes just before the oil splashed on his face. The liquid continued drenching him as it ran over his torso and crotch. He liked the feel of the pressure it applied to his cock as it landed on him. It continued to cover each leg, down to his feet. He was now literally lying in a puddle of olive oil. Wiggling around, he started to feel the oil slip underneath him until he coated, front to back. Opening his eyes, he watched Lincoln as he slipped out of his clothes. Instead of beginning to play with his body though, he set up the movie cameras and place two still cameras on tripods, turning them all on. The boy forgot that the security camera had already caught his soaking from the olive oil bath. Lincoln picked up the ball gag and snugged it tight into the boy's mouth then place the blindfold over his eyes. Dart said `no fair' into his gag but the man did not hear his muffled plea. He wanted to watch but knew he would see the video and pictures later. Once blinded, the boy could only go by sound, touch, and smell. He felt the man's weight depress down on the mattress as he laid on top of his oily body. Lincoln's heavier body rubbed against him to absorb as much of the oil as he could then turned over to oil up his back. More liberal splashes rained down on the two of them. He felt one of Lincoln's hands surround his balls while the other swept under his bum to thoroughly lubricate between his cheeks as well as inside his anus. Man-hands scoured his entire body leaving no part of his skin untouched. Dart loved it whenever Lincoln's oily hands touched his body. Especially when they stroked his hard cock and penetrated his bum. Lincoln wanted to play with the boy for the rest of the day but knew he needed to do other things as well. After a half hour of listening to the moaning coming from the tied boy, from the rubbing and caressing of the stretched out slippery young body, he rose off the bed. Dart felt the man climb off the bed, then heard some noises he couldn't place. The man unclipped his legs, so he lifted his knees hoping the man would fuck him. There was more noise then the ropes were reclipped to his ankles. He heard a rope being pulled through a pulley and his left ankle began to raise. Swinging his foot free, he allowed it to be comfortably lifted. He felt his foot going high into the air. Another rope was being pulled through a pulley and Dart felt his right legs being raised. There wasn't much he could do as his body weight was shifted to his shoulders as his legs were lifted towards the ceiling. His bum was now up in the air as well. Both his legs were spread wide apart, his ass was almost a foot off the bed exposing his balls, taint and rosebud, his shoulders, arms, and head were the only part of his body still on the bed. He felt his body weight as the tension was placed on his tied wrists. He felt the man climb onto the bed then two hands grasped each of his exposed inner thighs. He sucked in his breath as Lincoln's mouth closed over his scrotum then sucked his balls into his mouth. He felt the suction for a few minutes, loving the new feeling until the man pulled his head away from his body. "POP" His balls snapped back from the sucking mouth to slap against his taint. He missed the mouth and wanted it back but instead, felt the man's nose rub against his taint, then a tongue. Lips and tongue began licking and sucking him from balls to rosebud. This went on and on, Dart wanted it to go on forever. The sensation continued up his crack then over his whole ass. Lincoln's tongue on his ass anywhere was fine with him, even in this awkward position. Next, he heard a vibrator being turned on followed by a penis shaped dildo being rubbed all over his bum. He knew it wasn't Lincolns because he was in front of him. The man's mouth closed over his cock and started sucking. It continued until Dart thought he was absolutely going to cum, then as if the man knew, he stopped. Air was blown over his erection cooling his cock. Once the man thought the boys was calmed down enough, he attacked his taint. This time, Dart felt the dildo press against his sphincter, and slowly enter him. His cock sprang back to life and just when he thought he was going to cum, again the man moved away. The next time the vibrator entered him first, a wet mouth attacked his balls and finally shifted to his cock. He was moaning through all of this of course as the man continued to sexually torture him, bringing him repeatedly to the edge, only to stop. Lincoln edged the boy for an hour. He was surprised was able to last this long without auto-ejaculating so finally decided to give him his reward. When Dart felt his legs being lowered, they were numb because of how long they were tied in that position. He felt his legs being laid on the bed but not tied off. Large man hands lifted his ass into the air and a hard seven inches erect cock was rammed up his ass. The boy moaned in pain first, then from immense sexual pleasure. The pounding was relentless with his fucking. Dart felt the ass orgasm coming again as it did when he told Lincoln to rape him, after his whipping. It began from deep in his ass. The man's cock was hitting a spot that demanded even more pounding. As it increased, Dart felt his loins charging, as if you were pumping an air rifle. The pressure was building and building until he screamed into his gag. Dart's semen blasted from his cock shooting high into the air, crashing down. like a shower, on his chest, face, and neck. Each of the man's thrusts pushed out another gusher from the boy until vaguely he heard Lincoln moan as he filled his ass. He couldn't feel the blasts of semen inside him but knew the man came as his thrusts became much smoother from his ejaculate that emptied inside him. It slid wonderfully in and out now until the man crashed down on his torso and his cock slip out of his ass. It was quite some time before Dart said, "Lincoln? Are you still alive?" He said it with a smile. "Fuck Dart, you have the nicest ass in the world, I'm sure of that." "I think you have the nicest cock." It was a few more minutes before the two of them made it to the bathroom. Setting the shower, Lincoln soaped the boy with mitted hands, then the boy returned the favor. Together they folded up the well-oiled sheet and made the bed. "Let's go up to the house and have some trout for supper." By the time supper was ready it was five o'clock and they quietly enjoyed their meal. Not wanting to bring up the topic, but figuring he had to, he asked "Do you want to call your mom? She may have changed her mind from this morning." "No!" Dart said bitterly. "Fuck her!" "Okay, I'll let it go this time but swearing is off limits unless we agree otherwise. Okay?" "Okay." They settled in to watch a movie on TV but found they mostly talked to each other. That was when Dart remembered Lincoln had a story to tell him that he began yesterday. "You began a story yesterday but said you'd tell me it today. Well, it's today and I'm ready to hear it." "Yes, I did, so you want to hear it, as it'll take some time to tell." Dart nodded his head affirmatively. "Okay, so here goes." Taking a breath, Lincoln began. "When I was about your age, I thought I wanted pain, much like you do now, so I found someone to give it to me. Unfortunately, the amount of pain I wanted and what he wanted to hand out, weren't the same. He hurt me badly and I couldn't get away. I had to let him beat me until I passed out." "Really?" the boy pleaded feeling the man's pain then squeezing his hand tightly. "Really. I woke up the next morning and he was gone. I felt like shit and was beaten to a pulp. He left me a note telling me to clean the house then stand in the closet naked, facing the corner, until he returned." "Did you?" "Fuck no! It took me a while to find my clothes then I quickly dressed and fucked off out of there as fast as I could. I never saw him after that day, and I never wanted to. Dart, I thought I wanted to feel pain and was willing to accept it but after the lashes started, I knew I had enough and wanted it to stop. I yelled `STOP' but he didn't. I did not want to receive the pain anymore, at least the way he wanted to deliver it. In other words, we weren't compatible. I was thirteen when that happened, and you are the first person I've ever talked to about it." "How come?" "Well, because I was embarrassed. If I told my parents they would have beat me for being such an idiot and if I went to the cops, then they would want to know everything about what happened and how it all started. I didn't want that either." "Why would your parents beat you, it doesn't make sense." I had bad parents Dart and l ran away from home a couple weeks later. I couldn't continue to live there any longer.' "How did you meet this man?" "Well, that's why I didn't go to the cops because they would want to know how it began. Let me start over. This all happened many years ago, long before the internet and I was a very curious but naive boy. In fact, I was so curious that I went to an adult store to buy magazines on S&M, I didn't even know what S&M stood for but knew it was what interested me. I ended up purchasing a couple of magazines and was surprised the man sold them to me. They were wrapped in cellophane so I couldn't tell what was inside. I knew I wanted to see pictures of boys being tied up and hopefully whipped by a man but when I got home and ripped open the magazines, they were of older men and that didn't interest me. After looking them over for a few days, I finally got up the nerve to return to the store. The owner seemed friendly enough so when he said he'd show me some mags that he had in the back I didn't think twice to follow him. Of course, being a foolish horny boy that was listening to my small head, I was startled when he grabbed me. He tied my hands behind my back, then gagged and blindfolded me. I ended up being hogtied then dumped into the trunk of his car." "Hogtied?" "Yes, hogtied. I'll show it to you later if you want." Seeing that Dart wanted me to continue my story, "so I guess the store owner closed up shop and drove me to his place." Lincoln got up and refilled his coffee. "Do you want some milk, juice, coffee?" He held up his cup as he asked. "No thanks, I want to hear the rest of your story." "Okay. Well once I was in his basement, he untied me then roughly stripped me naked, retied my wrists to ropes hanging from the ceiling then began whipping me." I could see Dart squirming in his seat, but the little bugger was hard as steel. "Then what happened?" the curious boy asked. "Well, it was a whip similar to the one I used on you yesterday, but he whipped me so hard and for so long, I had blood dripping from some of the cuts he inflicted." Lincoln saw the boy shrink a bit, but was on the edge of the sofa, waiting for the rest of the story. "Dart, I wanted to try something out but found the wrong man to do it with, not that I really had a choice. After all he did kidnap me, basically. I say basically, because in the beginning if he asked me if I wanted to go to his place, I'm sure I would have agreed. Like I said, I was just a stupid horny kid back then." I could tell Dart didn't want to ask, but quietly said "did he rape you?" "Yes Dart, he raped me. He raped me all night, whenever he wanted. I screamed the first time. I was hurting in a bad way when he rammed himself inside. He had no lube, no nothing, it was rough. I remember crying until I had no tears left. Once he was finished with me, he tied me back up and whipped me some more. Each time I thought I was going to pass out, he dropped me to the floor and raped me again. I can remember being raped three times, but it was probably more, as thankfully I passed out. The next thing I remembered was waking up and he had that note that was taped to my chest with duct tape." "Shit, that sucks!" "Yeah, it did, especially when I had to peel it off my skin to read it. But I learned from that experience." "You did? What?" "Two things, first I learned it was more fun for me to give pain than to receive it. A lesson I have never forgotten, and second, to never climb in bed with a stranger, until I get to know him" Lincoln finished. "Are you saying I was an idiot to trust you to whip me?" "Well, we did just meet last summer and had done a lot of texting since them. Then again, when I saw you tie yourself to the bed the other day, I knew right away that that was me at about your same age. You were lucky, I could have been an asshole like that sex shop owner." "No you couldn't, you're too nice to be that man. Besides, I was the one pursuing you, not the other way around." Before Lincoln could move the naked boy was in his arms giving him the biggest kiss ever. "Thanks for sharing your story with me. I feel special because you never told anyone else but wanted to share it with me and I am sorry you had that happen to you." "Your welcome Dart" thinking how caring the boy was. "I know we have something in common and I'm looking forward to sharing many adventures with you." "Good, now can we go to bed, I feel exhausted." "Yeah, me too.' The two soulmates rose together and went to bed. Again, comments are always appreciated. Email: bquinn2021@tutanota.com