Date: Fri, 12 Feb 2021 21:06:22 +0000 (UTC)
From: ropingtop@aol.com
Subject: Logan Finds His Best Friend and His Dom - installment 4

logan was tied to the futon in Rod's playroom.  It was on a frame, so it
was not unlike a sofa, except there were many more points where a rope
could be attached.  Rod seemed to have used all of them.   He had tied
logan's arms to the top of the futon, attaching bonds at his wrists, his
elbows, and halfway between his elbows and shoulders.  His legs were
spread, and his ankles bound to two of the legs of the futon post.  There
were also ropes around his thighs, pulled to where the arms of a futon
would be - tied to the frame holding the cushion.   He was immobile, and
gagged with a large, yellow bandana.  He was shirtless, and in nothing
but a pair of gym shorts, and his sneakers.  Rod was upstairs, doing
something, but logan could hear the sound of his footsteps coming down
the stairs.

"mmmmmmph."  came out of logan's mouth.  He moved his head to check on
Rod:  he had changed into full leather, and logan felt his cock go rigid,
before it got pushed back by the cage he was in.

"You look REAL pretty like that, logan.  REALLY prepped for some play
before I take your sweet ass, bitch.  REALLY pretty. "
logan groaned some more, and pushed against the ropes.  He knew it was
hopeless, but he liked the feel of the bonds.

Rod had given him the cock cage the last time he had been over.
"The next time you're visiting, jerk off. Then clean off, and lock this
on.  Put the key in your shirt pocket so I can get it.  If you're not
gonna do what I said, don't come."
"yes sir," was how logan had answered.  That had been on a Monday.  On
Friday afternoon, he got a text from Rod
"Get your sweet ass over here at 8pm.  No ifs, ands or buts.   Don't
forget your instructions."
logan recalled feeling his mouth go dry, and then responding
"yes Sir.  I understand."
He told Kim he was going over to Rod's and she laughed.
"You spend more time with him than with me.  Why don't we just get
divorced and you can marry him?"
logan had blanched white when she said that.  How much did she know?
She laughed.  "I'm only teasing handsome.  I know he's special to you.
And you've needed a friend for a long time."  She wrapped her arms around
him and kissed the underside of his chin.  She slid her hands to his
ass.
"OOOH.  I love that ass of yours logan.  I hope Rod appreciates it."
He blanched again and she laughed.
"OH STOP.  You know what to do.  Go have a good time. "

Rod had grabbed him when he walked in the door.  He pinned him from
behind and started nibbling logan's ear.'
"You wearing my cage, bitch?"
"MMMMMM.  Yes sir."
"Where's the key?"
"In my shirt pocket  Sir."
Rod reached in and took the key.  While his fingers moved around, he
couldn't help toying with logan's nipple, which got more moans.
He reached down and groped logan's crotch, feeling the cage through his
pants.
"Get your shirt off, get your pants off.  Put on these."  Rod handed him
a pair of very snug , dark blue shorts.
"I'll get these off of you soon enough, but for now... "  When logan was
finished with the change, Rod moved him to the futon.
"This fucking thing hurts man,"  logan said to Rod.
"GOOD.  It's supposed to hurt.  Remind you of what you are.  A MANCUNT."
Rod was tying the arm restraints and he pulled one exceptionally tight.
logan squealed when he did.
"SHUT UP.  I'll put the gag in now if I have to."   Then he pulled one,
then the other, of logan's legs so that he could tie off his ankles.  The
ropes around the thighs came on next, and then, logan was trussed up in a
way that made it almost impossible to move.  The futon was about 7 inches
from the wall, so Rod could step behind it.
"OPEN YOUR MOUTH, CUNT."
"Why?   What the fuck are you going to. OWWWWWWWWWW.  SHIT MAN.."   Rod
had brought an open palm down on logan's crotch.  It would have hurt
without the cage.  With the cage, it was excruciating, and when his mouth
was opened, Rod shoved the bandana gag in.  Then logan saw him pick up a
roll of tape: yellow duct tape , and he began to wrap it around logan's
mouth.
"OH, the fun we're gonna have.. You know, in that position, bud, I can't
fuck you, but that's ok. What I can do..."  He paused for effect and
logan felt Rod's hands at his pits.
"FUCK.  He's gonna tickle me"  he thought.  He was right.  Rod's fingers
dug in.  logan, gagged so tightly, had to swallow his laughs.  He
squirmed as much as he could, but there was no room.
"Oh, I KNEW this was gonna be fun..."  Rod's fingers moved down to
logan's rib cage and dug in.
"MMMMMMMMMMMMMMPH  MPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPH.  "  logan was trying
desperately to laugh, but very little sound could get out, and Rod gave
no sign of stopping.
"How about this , sweetcakes?  You want me to stop."
logan's eyes were closed, but he shook his head yes, vigorously.
"Then  you're gonna let me tickle  your thighs, and  your crotch, aren't
you?"  When logan didn't respond, Rod stepped up his assault to logan's
belly.
"MK MMMK  MMMK"  logan struggled to get out "ok," and hoped that Rod
understood.
"I don't know why the fuck I'm asking you bitch.  You can't stop me."  He
came around and ran his fingers under the bonds so he could tickle the
back of logan's knees before he moved up to the tender skin on the inside
of his thighs.
"You know... I  have toys that'll do a better job than this.  MUCH better
toys."  Again, logan followed Rod's movements.  He saw him pulling out
clamps, and rods.
"FUCK.  He's gonna use the hitachi rods."  logan was bemoaning his fate,
silently.  He HATED the rods:  almost as much as he hated the violet
wand.  And here they came:  the nipple rods, and the big one.
"Yup.  Got any idea  how it's gonna feel with the cage, big guy?"
"OH SHIT."  logan hadn't thought of that.  A metal cage, vibration, his
cock.
"MMMMMMMMMMMMMPH.  MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMPH.  He was shaking his head no, and
Rod just laughed, as he dropped his pants.  logan saw his fully erect
cock.
"Does that look like no is an acceptable answer, manbitch?  It's
not..."
He attached each mini hitachi to one of logan's nipples, and turned them
on to low.  logan was already moaning.
"Heh heh.  You hate them, don't you, logan stud?  Well, too bad.  I LOVE
what they do to you."
What they were doing was making logan more and more aroused, with a
trapped cock that couldn't get fully erect.  It would fill the cage, and
then get knocked back.
"MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMPH."  His eyes went big as he saw Rod get the big
hitachi ready.
"Look at that big, wide crotch.  JUST BEGGING for a little fun."
logan shook his head and began to whimper.
Gonna be hard for me to keep this under control bud.  If your ass were
visible... Game over."  Rod pulled up a chair, and he picked up the big
hitachi.
"Those little guys?  They have about half and hour of juice, stud.  I bet
you can't handle half hour of this..."  Rod chuckled as he turned the
vibrator on to its lowest setting and he brought it to logan's cock .
logan's head fell back as he moaned, no sceamed.  Rod had the vibrator on
the lowest speed, but for someone who had never experienced this.  Rod
just smiled as he saw logan struggle harder and harder.
"I can move it up and down your cock...."  "Or... I can just leave it on
one part.  Like your dickhead."
"MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMPH.  MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMPH."  logan
looked like he was about to cry.  The nipple hitachis were tough, but
taken with the bigger vibrator..
"Maybe I should just tape this to your crotch, studmuffin, go watch a
little tv, and come back when you're nice and ripe for the harvest... "
He stuck his fingers into logan's pits.
"These are getting awfully ripe, bud.  You sweating?"
"MMMMMMMMMMMMPH."  logan shook his head up and down.
"GOOD.  That means your ass is gonna be nice... and juicy.."  He turned
the vibrator up a notch.
"MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMPH."  logan was in agony.  His nips
felt like they were on fire, and his cock was sore, from bumping up
against the cage.   Rod looked at him smiling.
"You want me to take off the gag?"
With big eyes, logan shook his head yes.
"You wanna get fucked?"
he shook his head very, very vigorously.
"I can do both of those.  But the cage is staying on."
A whine came out of logan like a cat trapped in a room.
"OH, you sound just like a pussy.  Appropriate."  logan reached up and
pulled off the tape, and then slid down the bandana.
"Thank you  Sir. THANK YOU.  Please sir.  Please.  Can you stop the nip
torture?"
"I'll stop the vibrators, but my fingers are going right on them."
"Yes sir.   Thank you  Sir."
Rod turned off the wands, and pulled off the velcro.  It took a bit of
logan's hair with him and he sucked in his breath.
"You really want me to unlock the cage, logan bitch?
"I do Sir.  I really really do.  I need to bust a nut so bad..."
"Nah, you don't.  What you need... is a cock up your ass."
"Yes sir.  I need that too.  Worse."  Rod produced a scissor, and began
to cut away the ropes.
"When you're loose, if you go anywhere but the sidehorse, you're in deep
shit, logan.
The side horse was an old gymnastics pommel horse that Rod had seen at a
garage sale, and it immediately gave him bondage possibilities.  It was
low enough so that, when he bound someone's wrists to the pommels, his
butt was pointing out.  And it was wide enough so he could keep ankles
chained there.  He had attached handcuffs to each pommel, and leg irons
to the base.  That's where he locked logan now.  logan's back was
straight, and at about Rod's mid torso.  His butt stuck out, and he
wiggled it,  trying to please Rod.
"CALM DOWN, BITCH"   Rod SLAMMED a hand across logan's ass.
"Sorry Sir.  I just thought."
"DON'T THINK MANCUNT.  YOU'RE NOT HERE TO THINK."  He licked a finger and
slid it into logan, twisting it around.
"FUCK.  FUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCK."  came out of logan and Rod laughed.
"Got anything left to say, bud? "  He put in a second finger.
"DAMN.  My cock is gonna break this fucking cage."
"It better not studmuffin.  Cause I'll take out the cost in trade. "
"I wish I could then Sir.."  logan felt the cockhead at his ass.  He had
sweated so much that Rod's cock was sliding in easily.  Easier than it
ever had.
"OH YEAH.  OH  YEAH SIR.  GOD.  I miss your fucking cock. OOOOOOOOOOOH."
logan moaned as Rod shoved in further.
"Better than taking your wife's strap on."
"Don't know what you mean Sir. FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK"
Rod kept pumping.
"Sure ya do.  Kim doesn't use the strap on on you?"
"No Sir.  She doesn't have one.  AGGGGGGGGGGGGH."
Rod started laughing.
"You gotta start getting to know the merchants around here better,
handsome."  He put his hands on logan's butt cheeks, and held them
steady.  He pounded him hard, and kept his cock there for a few minutes.
Then he pulled back and rammed all of his cock in all at once. HARD.
logan's scream went out into the night and a couple of wild animals
looked up, as Rod poured cum into him.
"You're gonna hold it tonight logan. You're gonna hold it till you get
home."
"FUCK SIR YEAH.  NNNNNNNNNNNNNG"  He felt Rod shoving a dildo into him.
"Should I uncage you?  Hmmmm."
"Please  Sir.  PLEASE.  I'll be in bed with Kim.  "
"Ha ha.  Might be good to explain it to her.. But ok... He opened the
cage.  Then he began to slide his hand over logan's cock , with logan
still tied to the pommels.
"SHIT you do it better than I do Sir."
"Heh heh.  Yeah I know.."  He slid back and forth , faster and faster,
and logan's moans became urgent.
"SHIT SIR I'm gonna, I'm gonnna.   OH FUCK...."  logan saw the first jet
of his cum go across the floor.  He couldn't believe how hard or how fast
it came out.  Eight more followed, and they only got less intense at the
sixth one.
Rod came around to the front of the horse.   While he untied logan's
wrists, he kissed him. Hard.  logan took his tongue like a starving man.
"I want you in me all the time Rod.  I think of you all day.  Every day.
I wanna come over every night."  Rod was unlocking the ankles.
"Aw, logan.  You asking me to go steady with you?"  logan blushed.
"I think I am Sir."
"I'd say yes, but you gotta figure things out with Kim."
"Hey yeah.  What did you mean about the strap on?"
"That store in town -  you know, the Pleasure Box?  I was in there the
other day, getting something for you.  I know Jerry.  Known him for
years.  He wanted to know if Kim and I were team fucking you, because she
had bought a 9 incher a few days before. "
"Really?  No shit.  "
Rod laughed.  "Maybe she's looking for something with more horsepower
than what she's got."
"HEY.  This guy gave us two kids."
"It did.  Not quite sure how."  logan was gathering his clothes to get
dressed.  Rod came over to him and put  his hand on his shoulder.
"Seriously logan.  If you want me to be your steady, I will be.  I won't
date anyone else.  But you and Kim... you GOTTA talk about me. I like
Kim.  I don't like going behind her back. "
"I understand Sir.  I'll figure it out."  He kissed Rod before he headed
to his car.
"Can I see you soon, Sir?"
"Yup.  I'm gonna look at schedules.  I gotta give you your present too.
But not tonight."
"Ok Sir."  logan looked a little sad.
"GOD I hate leaving here."
After he was gone, Rod realized HE was sad when logan left too.
Next day, Kim gave him a call.
"Hey Rod?  Remember me?  Logan's wife?  Listen, I hope this isn't too
intrusive but... I wonder if you have time for coffee with the lady who's
hubbie you're fucking.  Lemme know. "