Date: Fri, 17 Jul 2020 15:56:00 +0000 (UTC) From: ropingtop@aol.com Subject: Lucas and nick get introduced to bondage - installment 10 Nick looked at the photo of his cousin that Greg had sent him. It made him jealous, and horny. DAMN. The ropes looked sexy, and he could see that Lucas was totally helpless. He couldn't see his cock, so he didn't know that Lucas was locked up. He just imagined Lucas as being ridiculously hard. For the first time in his life, Nick thought about what it would be like to fuck Lucas. That thought made him even harder. He missed being with Greg, and he wanted to be there BADLY. He thought back to the week before, as he slipped down his hand, and began to masturbate. He closed his eyes, to think about his time with Greg, and every now and then, he'd look at the picture of his burly cousin, helpless . Did Greg fuck him after that? Did he torment him? What? He slid his hand up and down, faster and faster, and screamed as he climaxed. His jizz was all over the place, and he'd need to clean up. The immediate "need" was over, but he continued to think of what could be going on with Nick and Greg. He wanted to be there. Greg had not used the hitachi wand on Nick when he had been there, so Nick had no idea of the torment Lucas was undergoing at that minute. Bound, gagged, caged, and with the hitachi unrelenting in its regulator vibrations and stimulations. Greg had told him he was gonna leave it on until the batteries died. Lucas hadn't had a chance to ask him how long that would be, before Greg had gagged him, and now, after two hours, he could sense the vibrations dying out a bit. Greg had come in to visit a few times. He had teased Lucas by licking his ear, or by running his finger over his hogtied feet. "How's it going cub boy? Feeling submissive?" "MMMPH MMMMPH MMMPH." Lucas was shaking his head up and down, trying to get out a "yes sir." "Tell you what hairy boy. I think you've gotten enough stimulation from my rod. It's time for some stimulation from me. You think?" MMPH MMMMPH MMMMPH Nick shook his head vigorously. He wanted Greg, badly, even if he couldn't get his cum. Greg rolled him over, and took off the hitachi. He moved it to an outlet. "Let's charge it in case we want it later..." He smiled as he took off Lucas' gag. "Sir, I need release. I need it. Desperately. Please Sir. Mercy." Greg laughed, as he began sliding his hand under Lucas' shirt. "Maybe you're not a sub. Maybe you're just a pushy bottom. That's what it sounds like." "No Sir. I'm a sub. Not just a sub. YOUR sub." "Then who decided when you get release? Lucas gulped "You do Sir." Greg's fingers found a nip. "That's right. And I don't think you're ready for release. Just... More... Stimulation." He toyed with the nip, as Lucas alternated between moans of pleasure, and frustration. He wanted Greg's cock, and he wanted to shoot. But he had given that control to Greg, who know pushed his tongue into Lucas' mouth. His hand was on Lucas' locked up cock, and the pressure caused GIlbert to open his mouth like a baby bird, and Greg probed, pushing his tongue around, getting both of Lucas' nips in his fingers. He could feel Lucas writhing underneath him, and he smiled. This is what he wanted. He whispered "I bet your cousin is getting more and more jealous." Through his heavy, heathing breaths, Lucas got out "I'd be jealous too Sir. " Then Greg shoved his tongue down Lucas' mouth again, and he couldn't say a thing. Greg toyed with Lucas for another hour. It would have gone on except Lucas had a serious complaint. "Please Sir. The circulation in my hands... I think I need to be untied. " Greg smiled. "Maybe I should cuff them in front of you." He laughed. "Nah, you gotta start getting ready. We got a dinner party to go to. I wanna show you off to some friends." "Sir, what kind of dinner party is this?" "Some topmen and I get together occasionally. We bring our boys, and they get to meet each other, and we give each other a chance to dish about the others. You'll be the center of attention tonight. " He came over and kissed Lucas' forehead. "And why shouldn't you be? You're such a hot guy. Look like a top, act like a bottom, trained to be a sub." xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx xxxxxxxx Greg had a group of 5-6 friends who were executives and who also were into domination, bondage, and other forms of control. Some were straight, some bi, and some, like himself, gay. They tried to get together once every month or so to chat, show off their current prize, or in one case, their spouse, and just hang out. Greg had gone as rarely as he could, because he felt awkward going alone. Now, though, he smiled to himself, he knew he'd be going with the hottest prize of all: a furry cub who looked like he should be topping. Except.... and Greg intended to make it VERY clear - he was dominating this hottie. While Lucas was getting cleaned up, he pulled out an outfit for him. He knew none of the clothes Lucas had brought or worn would do the trick, so he had copied Lucas sizes from his clothes a week or so ago, and then went out with Joyce to find something for this party. He had chosen a pair of light colored, and light fabric slacks, and a short sleeve, buttondown shirt in a blue pattern, each cut a size smaller than Lucas wore. He smiled as he thought about that consideration: he wanted Lucas' hair to be showing from his buttoned shirt, and he also wanted it to be clear: Lucas was caged. "That hair is going before he goes home," he thought to himself, because he planned to give Lucas a thorough shaving on Sunday. xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx xxxxxxxxx Greg pulled out a jock and some socks for Lucas in addition to the other clothes. His penny loafers would do fine. As Lucas got dressed, he noticed, of course, that everything was snug to the point of being tight. He had to suck in his stomach to close all the buttons on the shirt and the slacks. "Sir, are these supposed to be this tight?" Greg didn't say anything. He just stared at Lucas, smiled, and licked his lips. "But everyone can see the outlines of the cage, Sir." "Yeah?" Greg asked. Then Lucas got it. "So I'm on display tonight, Sir?" Greg came up, turned Lucas around and pressed into him, so he could feel his cock getting larger. "You're always on display with me, stud. I want EVERYONE to see how hot my boy is." As Greg moved a finger to one of Lucas' nipples, Lucas felt his cock get even stiffer. "Sir, I REALLY need release." "Tomorrow handsome. Tomorrow. Just know that even though you drained me at lunch, I'm pretty much refilled. No going out for a drink after dinner. We're coming right back here." He nibbled Lucas ear, and Lucas swooned, falling back into him. Greg didn't say anything, but Lucas put his hands behind his back. "Good boy," Greg whispered. "I like that." xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx xxxxxxxxx When Greg and Lucas got to the dinner, at a brownstone in Midtown New York, the host and his submissive wife were there, as were two other couples. "Greg! So good to see you." He turned to Lucas " You must be .... LUCAS! The dark haired one. So glad to meet you. I'm Mike." "You should call Mike Sir, Lucas. " "Understood. Thank you for having me here Sir." Mike smiled. "If I didn't prefer women, I would.." He and Greg laughed, and Lucas blushed. "This is my wife Lily." A beautiful red haired woman came over and shook his hand. "Welcome to our home. Let me introduce you to the other guests while the men talk." She brought Lucas into a large living room. He saw four other men there: one of them had a collar on, and was attached via a leash to a band on a second man's wrist. The man with the band introduced himself. "Nice to meet you Lucas. Greg has spoken about you. I'm Stan, and this my boy Russell" Russell smiled meekly. "Hi Lucas. You're handsome." He saw Stan pull back on the leash. "Sorry Sir. " Stan laughed. "He likes goading me. It's ok. I give it right back. Then he introduced an older couple. "Jay, brice, this is Lucas. Greg's boy. Or one of them." Jay smiled. "Sir Jay here. Nice to meet you. Greg didn't exaggerate. You're a wet dream come true." Again, Lucas blushed. "Thank you Sir. I'm not used to being praised that way." Jay laughed. "Brice. Get over here. Introduce yourself." Jay smiled. "I see you're caged, just like Briceman. How long has yours been on?" "This is my first day, Sir." "A NEWBIE" Jay smiled. "Briceman has been caged, off and on, for over twenty years." "It's true Lucas. Master Jay decides on when I can and can't be released." "And today, I caught him looking at someone with 'that look', so it's staying on another three days." Lucas knew enough not to speak, but "another" and "three days" both stunned him. He was having trouble with ONE day. He'd have to talk to Brice about this at some point. They moved over to sofas. Greg sat down, and motioned for Lucas to sit down at his feet, between his legs. He curled his legs around Lucas, trapping him there, and began massaging the back of his neck. Conversation flowed, but most of it was about Lucas, and his studies, and what he hoped to do when he was done. "You're hot Lucas," Jay said at one point. "We need more hot guys in law. Let me know if you decide on law school. I'll see what we can do." "Thank you Sir. I appreciate the offer." The other two couples arrived, and after more conversation, they sat at a big table. Jay tried to sit down next to Lucas, and Brice made a beeline for Greg, but Greg wasn't having it. "Now, now, guys. This is Lucas' first. He's with me, he's staying with me." Lucas was very happy that Greg said that. He saw a look of hunger, and desire, in both Jay's and Brice's eyes. He and Greg hadn't made any promises, but he didn't want to piss Greg off. Besides, he didn't find either Jay or Brice especially attractive. Lily would have been more fun. Dinner went on for about three hours. Lucas could feel his cell phone buzzing, but he didn't dare pull it out to look. He sensed, correctly, that it was Nick hassling him. He found that out later, after he and Greg were in a cab going back home. "Interesting people Sir," Lucas said, as Greg planted a hand on his left thigh. Lucas spread his legs just a bit, in case Greg wanted more. Greg laughed. "GOD. It's a good thing I was there. Every gay man in that room, and both women, wanted you." "I'm not used to that Sir. " "Well, get used to it." He leaned over and pressed lips with Lucas. "But I'm the one who's got you, and I want you. As soon as we get home." xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx xxxxxxxxx When they got into the house, Lucas asked for permission to check his phone. It was indeed Nick, five or six messages, all variations on the them of "PLEASE ASK HIM IF I CAN COME OVER TOMORROW." "That's not happening," Greg was standing behind Lucas, reading the message, as he slipped his hand down Lucas' shirt. "I have plans for you for the whole day, and tonight too. On the bed, spread out." "Should I undress, Sir?" "I"ll take care of that." Once Lucas was spread out, Greg tied down his wrists. Lucas didn't think he could get any harder, but he did. He felt like he was going to burst, as Greg undid his shirt, and began chewing on his nips. Since his hands were free, he slid them under Lucas, squeezing his ass cheeks. "OH WOW SIR. GOD. I'M SO HORNY." "Me too fur boy. But the top gets satisfied tonight." He ran a finger down Lucas' torso, circling his navel until the man began to giggle. "Please stop Sir. Hahahahahahahaha. Makes me feel like a little boy again." "Something wrong with that? I don't think so." He began slipping off Lucas' loafers, pants, and jock. He held Lucas' balls in his hands and twisted them gently. "Can we get more pre coming out of you, boy? Geez, you're as wet as a puddle down here." "Sir, I'm desperate. I need to shoot so badly. " "Keep asking, and you're gonna get gagged, Lucas." "You promise , Sir?" Greg laughed, and pulled a big handkerchief out of his pocket and soon, Lucas was in fact gagged. "Oh, you are gonna get what you deserve tonight, stud" Greg pushed Lucas' legs up, and began tonguing the inside of his ass. "MMMMPH MMMMPH." Lucas was moaning, and whining, as he twisted and writhed under Greg's expert tongue. He could feel little mini orgasms as he shot precum, until his cock gave up against the metal. Greg dropped his own pants in front of him. Lucas saw his enormous, red cock in front of him, just before it disappeared into his ass. "OH GOD DID I NEED THAT" Lucas thought as he felt Greg sliding in, deeper and deeper. Even though he knew it was useless, and it would only aggravate his cock, he pushed against the wrist restraints. It felt good to struggle, as he was getting speared by Greg, who seemed especially horny tonight. "I LOVE it when people are jealous of me. I just fucking LOVE IT when they see my prize. TAKE IT PRIZE BOY. TAKE IT MY FURRY, SEXY BITCH." He screamed, and then Greg's jizz went flowing into Lucas. Behind the gag, Lucas was smiling. A few guys had fucked him before Greg, but he had never been fucked with so much enthusiasm, and so much power. He thought he could have it every day. But he couldn't. Apart from everything else, there was Nick." When Greg was finished, he reached over to the counter behind him and pulled over something Lucas couldn't see. Then Greg showed it to him. "For tomorrow, Lucas. It's a clipper. I decided both of you need to be smooth , at least for a little while." 'MMMMPH . MMMMPH. MMMMPH. Lucas was shaking his head NO, and he would've been yelling it if he weren't gagged. Greg laughed. "I knew that that would be your reaction." He reached down and held Lucas' balls. "So, tomorrow morning, you'll have a choice. I shave you, or we leave the cage on for a week." He saw the look on Lucas' face. "A Hobson's choice indeed, huh, handsome ?" Lucas didn't know what he'd choose.