Date: Wed, 15 Jun 2022 23:45:27 +0200 (CEST)
From: Quinton Brock <bquinn2021@tutanota.com>
Subject: Mark and Donny Chapter 4 Ropes Gay/Adult Youth

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Chapter 4             Ropes

As Sundays started to become a regular occurrence, I quickly discovered
Donny was willing to try anything I suggested. He constantly had an
erection which grew harder each time I touched him, and he was eager to
discover all the things I would suggest we try. It seemed any kind of
sexual stimulation was constantly on his mind.

From his ability to easily disappear from home each Sunday, I assumed his
parents were so involved in their own world; they seldom asked where he
was going or why. Therefore, we easily fell into enjoying each other,
every Sunday. I looked forward to my building door buzzing his arrival at
9am. His routine, when entering my apartment, was to ask `What do you
want to do with me today?' teasingly as we headed towards the bedroom.

After our first modeling adventure, we seemed to have long forgotten it
with other things on our minds, but I quickly learned Donny always wanted
to discover something new to play. It was the fourth Sunday when we
modified that routine. After he asked his usual question of what I wanted
to do with him; I changed it around by asking "How about this week I ask
you, what do you want to do?". I sensed he wanted more than what we were
doing but was afraid to go there.

When he saw I was really wanting his input, he paused then started with
"Well, I'm glad we've done what we did so far but I'm sure there's
much more to explore" as he slowly slid his hand inside my loosened
pants wrapping his fingers around my erection.

"Okay, so what would you like to do?" I persisted

Removing his hand from my cock, "Fine," he began. "When I was younger,
I always fantasized about being tied up and forced to do whatever my
captive made me do. Of course, it was always something sexual. So, are
you willing to tie me up?" Blushing, he looked to the floor and kind of
stubbed his toe into the hall carpet sheepishly.

I didn't expect that question and at the same time, didn't want him to
think it was a stupid thing to ask of me. Quickly recovering from my
shock of his admission I said "Donny, there is nothing wrong with what
you're asking. I fantasized about being abducted and molested by a bad
man when I was your age. I expect it's not that uncommon, and I practice
mild bondage myself."

I felt I needed to create honesty between us as I had ropes and strip of
cloth, which I used to fulfil my masturbatory dreams at times.

"You do? Okay, okay, okay" he said as he was almost dancing on his
tiptoes. "Do the ropes hurt when I get tied up?' he was rubbing his
cock slowly through his pants now.

"No, of course not, I have some very soft nylon rope and have used them
on myself. I'll get them." I walked into my bedroom closet and grabbed
a box off the top shelf.

Following me into the bedroom, Donny was stripping off his clothes as he
walked. He was totally naked on the bed when I turned from the closet to
the bedroom.

His eyes followed me with every step as I showed him the contents of the
box. Quietly he watched as I removed four lengths of rope and tied them
to the bed legs while he searched the rest of the box's contents.

"Okay, slide down and stretch your arms and legs out" I ordered.
Without any hesitation, he forgot the box and moved into position,
willingly exposing his naked body for me to do whatever I wanted. His
cock was pulsing again in anticipation of what I was going to do to him.
I next pulled four strips of cloth from the box and wrapped one around
his left ankle. He lifted it allowing me easy access to his leg. I
wrapped the rope around his ankle, tightening it snuggly against the
cloth covering his skin.

"I don't want the rope to leave any marks on your skin" I explained
why I used the cloth. He nodded his head in understanding. Once the rope
was tight around each of his wrists and ankles, I tightened them to the
legs of the bed, effectively stretching him out spreadeagled. What a
sight! I had waited a lifetime to find a willing boy to let me play with
him and here he was, naked, spreadeagled, and willingly tied to my bed;
and to add to that, he wanted me to molest him. I couldn't believe my
luck. His erect cock was rock hard, pressing flat against his belly, and
throbbing with anticipation.

"Be back in a minute" I said as I left the room.

In the kitchen, I heated a half cup of olive oil in the microwave making
it nice and warm. After returning to the bedroom, he watched me place the
oil beside the bed.

"Warm olive oil" I explained. "Do you want to be blindfolded and
gagged?"

"Sure" he willingly complied while licking his lips.

I took another clean rag from the box. The cloth was the remnants of an
old white t-shirt I had torn into strips for just this purpose. I thought
at the time it would be for me when I played with myself, teasingly
masturbating while imagining I was caressing a naked boy. Never in my
dreams did I think I would actually be able to use ropes and a gag on a
real boy; a real sexy boy who again, wanted me to molest him.

"Open your mouth" I commanded.

Opening his mouth, I stuffed a small strip into his orifice then took a
second strip and wrapped it around his head. He lifted his head to allow
me easy access to tie the gag behind his head. Next, I grabbed another
strip of cloth and wrapped it over his eyes. I now had an extremely, sexy
naked boy, bound, spreadeagled, gagged and blindfolded on my bed. He was
willingly giving his naked body to me, even willing to let me rape him
and he played the part so well as he began to pull against his bindings.

"Are you okay?" I asked.

He mumbled "yeth" into his gag.

"Okay, this is the scenario. I've just kidnapped you off the street and
held some ether over your mouth and nose until you passed out. When you
woke up, you discovered you were naked and bound in a strange bed by a
nasty man." Again, Donny nodded his head.

I lowered my mouth beside his ear and whispered "your safe word is
`cucumber' if you want to stop. All you have to do is say it and the
game stops. Nod if you understand?" He nodded his head.

"Now pretend you're trying to get away. I want you to try to escape."

He started to tug on his bindings, and quickly found they were holding
firm. His body began twisting and squirming, trying to free himself from
the ropes that bound him tight to the bed.

"It's no good trying to get away my young friend. I'm going to play
with your naked body so enjoy the touch of my hands, because there is
nothing you can do to stop me." I announced. My palm came to rest on his
naked chest and started caressing his smooth skin. He played the part
well trying to toss my hand off by squirming against his binding.

"I know you have just woken up so if you are not sure if you have any
clothes left on, this may let you know" I slowly lowered my hand and
grabbed his erect cock then slid lower encasing his balls. "And look
what I found. Not only did I feel an erect cock but found a nice set of
tight boy balls as well."

My hand roamed freely over his balls for a few seconds then slid back up
to his cock where I stroked him a few times. Donny continued to squirm
against his bindings and tried to roll over. Of course, he couldn't get
away as the ropes held firm.

"Let's see if I can relax you a little." I dipped my fingers into the
warm oil and started massaging his chest being sure to pay attention to
his nipples. I re-dipped and massaged his shoulders, then his neck. I
couldn't believe how smoothly my hands slid over his skin as I caressed
his biceps, forearms, and hands while doing each arm. I was surprised by
the sensations from my hands as they slid easily over his body. By
applying the warm oil to whatever part of his face was not covered by the
blindfold and gag, I could enjoy his smooth face as much as possible.

Lifting my hands, I re-oiled, then smoothed them over his exposed ribs.
Again, the tingly sensation of his well-oiled skin sent shivers through
my body as my fingers slid up and over his arm pits. I slowed my massage
and took time to tickle him, which he squirmed and giggled into his mouth
gag. Gently, I lowered my oily hands down, over his ribs and flat
stomach.

I made sure to re-oil often so any exposed skin my hands could find would
continue to send those tingling feelings through my body and his. I also
made sure to by-pass his cock as I was saving that for later.

Moving to his feet, I began a ticklish foot massage with the warm oil
allowing my fingers to slip easily between his toes. I could tell he was
giggling into his gag as he squirmed to get away from my torturing
fingers.

I tenderly oiled his calves then moved over his knees where I started
massaging his thighs. I let my hands linger there using both hands to
caress each thigh deeply. He was nicely muscled offering perfect curves
in just the right places. Slowly my slippery hands worked their way up
the insides of his thighs towards his balls but stopped before washing
his beautiful sperm makers with warm oil.

Pausing again, I wet both hands heavily with oil then reapplied it his
balls. Smearing the slippery liquid caused him to let out an involuntary
moan. My other hand slid under his bum caressing his delicious globes.
Re-oiling, I probed my fingers into his crack easily sliding between his
cheeks. Oiling my fingers yet again, they probed deeper into his recesses
seeking that special hidden orifice. My fingers finally found his rose
bud gently circling Donny's opening and then began to press against his
anus.

Donny moaned into his gag as my index finger penetrated him. His cock
started to throb up and down above his abdomen as my fingers slid even
deeper. Finally, I felt his smooth prostate and pressed gently against
it. I needed to slow things down, so I removed my finger from his boy bum
and re-lubed my hands.

Sliding under each ass cheek I squeezed the oil into his smooth globes.
He was moaning quite loudly into his gag now and his cock was bouncing up
and down above his abdomen. I slipped my mouth over his cock and began
sucking while I reinserted two fingers into his rectum, pushing deeply
until locating his prostate again. When I smoothed over his love spot, he
moaned loudly as if he had no gag.

His shiny oiled body was squirming with pleasure under my free hand. As I
was feeling his cock do wonderful bouncing movements in my mouth, I took
my third sucking draw on his ridged member, when he exploded into my
mouth groaning loudly as he came. It felt like he shot me with a bullet
as his orgasm blasted so hard against the back of my throat followed by a
deep throaty orgasmic boy groan. I greedily drank all his offerings
licking my lips as his slippery cock slowly slid out of my mouth.

I withdrew my finger and slid up beside him caressing his shiny skin then
I began rubbing my cock over his stomach. Reaching up, I pulled off his
blindfold and returned to rubbing my cock on his stomach. He tilted his
head to watch until my semen spurted all over his abdomen. It didn't
take long.

Once I returned from my orgasmic high, I placed my palm flat on his sperm
covered belly and proceeded to massage it all over his torso, cock, and
balls. He was still gagged so all he could do was watch and mumble
`ewwh' into his gag.

Smiling I lifted my hand and freed his mouth.

"That was the best come I've ever had" was the first words out of his
mouth, followed by "Can we do it again?"

"I think I unleashed a sex maniac." I joked as I started to untie his
limbs. Once he was free, I rolled onto my back pulling him on top of me
letting my cum-and-oil covered hands roam freely over his back wanting to
have my boy completely oiled up. As he smiled at me, I added `that was
the best cum I ever had too'.

Before we began round two, we took a long shower together. While I washed
him, he slipped to his knees and sucked my almost 7-inch cock, deep into
his throat. I think he was surprised as he gagged on my cock. I had to
tell him to slow down, and that we would work on how he could eventually
swallow the whole thing, with practice.

Donny was a very good cock sucker and I told him so as I unloaded my
second load into his mouth a few minutes later. Kneeling, I swallowed
both his cock and balls, licking, and sucking them all over letting him
come once again. I freed his privates from my mouth then picked him up
and I carried him into the bedroom, still soaking wet.

"Now, I'm going to show you something else" as I lifted his legs over
his chest. Moving into position, I lowered my face until I was looking
directly at his 14-year-old rosebud. When my tongue lapped over his
sphincter the first time, he let out a low moan and instantly said, "Do
that again".

My tongue roamed all over his entire bottom and finished with it deeply
penetrating his magic hole. My tongue must have explored the inside of
his butt for 15 minutes and he was clawing at the bed sheets moaning in
ecstasy. I finished him off by pulling my tongue out and replacing it
with a well-oiled index finger. As my finger probed deep inside his ass;
my mouth closed over his steel hard erect cock. It took two or three
strong draws from my mouth before he let out a long moan as he came four
times filling my mouth with his sweet boy elixir a third time.

Later that afternoon, when I drove him home, he insisted I stop a block
away from his house. As we drove, I told him I wanted to make love to him
next week. He smiled at me and said, "I thought you'd never ask."

After dropping him off, I drove home and couldn't help but wonder how I
was so lucky to have this beautiful boy walk into my life.

End of Chapter 4

I have 4 more chapters already written and will submit them after
editing. I'm not sure if more chapters will follow after Chapter 8. I
will determine that later.

As per usual, comments and suggestions are always welcome. email:
bquinn2021@tutanota.com