Date: Sat, 4 Jul 2020 20:49:45 +0000 (UTC) From: ropingtop@aol.com Subject: Lucas and nick get introduced to bondage - installment 9 Lucas DID fall asleep on Greg's lap. Greg moved him into the bed, and that's where he woke up on Saturday morning. He heard the sounds of Greg making coffee, and then felt the scruff kiss on his ear. "Come on sleeping beauty . Time to wake up. " When Lucas opened his eyes, Greg smiled, kissed his lips and reached under the blankets, taking his locked cock. "Seriously. Gotta get up and cleaned Lucas. Change of plans. I don't wanna be away from you, so you're coming to my office. Set you up with a computer, get you working on that dissertation, and then the rest of the weekend is ours." Lucas smiled. "Yes sir. Whatever Master says." Greg smiled. "Master says get your ass in that shower, clean up, and put on something . No need to get fancy. It's Saturday at the office. There'll be people there, but not that many." When Lucas had thrown on a polo shirt and jeans, and Greg had put on one of his banker shirts, and a pair of slacks, he got them out. When they went to the elevator, Greg paused. He pushed Lucas up against the wall of the elevator and kissed him. "Glad you're here this weekend, handsome. " He kissed Lucas again. "I'm in the mood to get raunchy, but it'll wait. Gotta squeeze it in this afternoon, before I take you to this party." "You can squeeze it in if you like Sir. I'm always ready for it." Lucas smiled. Greg looked at him and tweaked his nibs. "you're so fucking cute." They walked to Greg's office. There were about a dozen people there, including Greg's weekend assistant, Joyce. She was sitting at a computer, staring at a screen of letters. "Morning Greg. Who's the handsome guy?" "This is Lucas, Joyce. When you get a minute away from that sequence, can you set him up on a computer? Lucas needs to work on his dissertation." "Another Doctor in the house. Just what the world needs." She laughed, and pushed back from the screen. "C'mon Lucas. Glad to meet you. Greg's gonna want you where he sees you, so I'll set you up here." Just then they heard Greg shout 'JOYCE!" "It's at the side of your left hand Greg. Don't reach out or you'll knock it over." "Thank you Joyce." She brought Greg to a station. "Coffee. He can't work without it. And he always forgets he has it. Look at the spot near the corner of his desk, on the carpet. Stained. He'll knock 2, maybe 3 cups to the floor every day." Lucas laughed at that. Somehow, it made the insatisable fucking machine he was dating, seem more human. "So, I shouldn't tell you this, but when Greg meat you, he thought he'd freaked you out with his demands." Lucas laughed. "I WAS a little, but I'm enjoying my time with him." Joyce smiled. "He's not for everybody. He's gone through six assistants. I just roll with his craziness and do my research. I'm doing my dissertation too." "OH. Molecular biology?" Lucas asked "Yes. I'm looking for mutations in a certain gene. That's what you saw me doing. Looking through a sequence for things that shouldn't be there. So far, no luck. " Lucas smiled. "I'm in sociology. I wouldn't know science if you hit me on the head with it." Joyce looked at him "Look. He's tough. He's demanding. He's idiosyncratic. And he didn't stop talking about you since the night he met you. I didn't say that either . Just take it as information. I've seen 5 or 6 guys come in and out of his life. They usually can't handle him. I got a feeling you can." Just then, Lucas felt a hand on his shoulder. "Are you gonna work on that dissertation or what, Lucas?" "Sorry Sir. I was just getting to know Joyce." Greg smiled. "Joyce, I DO need you. There's some data that came in overnight from the India trial . I'd like a second set of eyes. " They worked for about 3 hours that morning. Lucas kept on feeling like he was being stared at, and he'd look up. He never saw Greg looking at him, but he just felt..." At about 1, he heard Greg. "Ok, gonna take this beg fella for lunch." His hands were back on Lucas' shoulders. "Joyce, don't stay forever. The sequence can wait. " She laughed. "I have a chapter due in two weeks. It can't." "Do you want me to read it?" 'ARE YOU KIDDING? You're tougher than my sponsor." Greg took Lucas to a small restaurant and sat adjacent to him. He felt Greg's hand on the inside of his thigh, and smiled. He felt his foot toying with his own. "So tell me more about your dissertation, Lucas. I know it's in sociology, but not much more." "Oh, it's about surrogacy and surrogacy agreements Sir. I'm arguing..." and Lucas started. He didn't know if Greg were following, but he did seem to be paying attention. "Wait. So you're drawing those conclusions based on a cohort of how many?" "300 Sir?" Greg laughed. "Well, then your model is shaky. You're probably going to say I'm not realizing how ecumenical the factors are, but I don't follow that school of thought." Lucas looked at him "you understand this stuff! I'm impressed." When he saw Greg's eyes, he added "Sir." Greg smiled. "I don't understand it as well as you do, at least I better not, but I know when a model is shaky. You may want to ask your sponsor if..." And Greg trailed off into some sociological mumbo jumbo . No one else in the restaurant that afternoon would have understood it. When lunch was over, and they began walking back to Greg's place, he threw his arm around Lucas' shoulders. Somehow, that made Lucas feel much more secure, and "owned" than any ropes Greg had used so far. "Know what, sexy?" Greg pulled him in. "I started looking for a bigger place." "A BIGGER place, Sir? Your apartment is pretty huge." "Yeah, it is, but it's not really laid out right for a group of three guys, two of whom are bottom subs." Lucas felt his cock jump. "Are you moving Nick and I in with you." "Well, DUH. " Lucas laughed. "I'm flattered Sir. It's only been a couple of weeks." "And real estate in NY takes forever, so be patient." No patience was needed in the elevator. Greg pinned Lucas against the wall and began kissing him, and then squeezing his nipples. He pushed his knee up against Lucas, and the combination made Lucas howl, more than moan. "GOD do you know how to push my buttons, Sir. "And you know how to suck my cock. And you're going to, in the office. Under my desk. Like a proper office assistant." "OOOH. Yes sir. Saw that idea in porn. I love being the sex assistant." Back at the office, Greg got in his seat, and moved to the side so Lucas could get under the desk. "Get to work, stud. And NOT A DROP ON MY CARPET." "Yes sir." Lucas opened Greg's zipper, and began slowly licking his balls. He saw Greg's cock stiffen, and he could feel his own getting harder in the cage. He could hear the difference in Greg's breathing as it got deeper, and he tried to stifle moans that Lucas was causing, because of his superior cock sucking skills. "DEEP THROAT IT. NOW" Greg whispered to Lucas, and Lucas complied, taking all of Greg's considerable cock in his mouth. Again, he felt his own cock bump up against the cage. He wanted to beg Greg to open it, but on the other hand, he wanted to show how good a sub he could be. He felt Greg's pelvis begin to thrust, and he knew it would be soon. He teased Greg by pulling his mouth off his cock. Greg glared at him. "You just bought yourself 30 minutes of tickling with that, boy." "Yes sir. Sorry Sir." Lucas got his mouth back on Greg's cock, and Greg's pelvis began thrusting, faster and harder. "YES FUCK YES." Greg gasped out a yell, and Lucas could feel the salty juice going to the back of his throat. Greg ran his hands through Lucas' hair. "Wonderful job stud. Wonderful job. Maybe I need to offer you a job." He looked down, smiling, and ran his finger down Lucas' nose. "I'm gonna give you a disposable toothbrush. How about you get cleaned up, and we head back home?" "Yes sir. About this cage on my cock?" "What about it?" "Thank you Sir. I like the challenge." xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx xxxx As soon as they got in the door, Greg had a surprise for Lucas. Lucas had walked into the living room, and Greg grabbed him from behind in a bear hug. "Ok, big guy. Photo op coming up. " He shoved Lucas down on the bed and went for his wrists. Lucas had some ideas as to what was coming, and he resisted, pushing his wrists up under his chest. "Oh, you wanna play rough, huh stud? I can do that. Gimme those wrists." "NO" came the muffled sound from Lucas, who's face was pressed down on the bed. "Last chance. Gimme those wrists." "No can do," came a higher pitched answer. "Okaaaaaaaaaaaaaay. You were warned... " Greg dug his fingers into Lucas's sides, tickling him mercilessly "'HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. NO . STOP C'MON SIR YOU'RE PLAYING DIRTY. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA" "Gimme those wrists, studmuffin." 'HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. Ok, ok. YOU WIN YOU WIN. STOP!!!!" Lucas pulled his wrists out from under him, and Greg grabbed them right away He had a length of rope in his pocket, and roped Lucas' wrists together. Then, he slid down and grabbed Lucas' ankles, and tied them too. He pulled them up to Lucas wrists. "WAIT. What're you doing Sir?" "Hog tying you my sweet bear cub. And here's how it's gonna work. First, I'm gonna take a photo to send to your cuz. Then, I'm gonna leave you here to try to get out. I'll give you 30 minutes. If you don't.... I'm gonna tickle you until you ... well, we'll see how long I tickle you." Greg took a shot of himself, holding Lucas in place , hogtied. He sent a text to Nick, with the line "I went out bear hunting today. All I could get was a cub." Then, he squeezed one of Lucas' nips, and he set a timer, right where Lucas could see it. "I'm gonna go look at videos on line of what to do with your sub cub. I'll be back. Hee hee hee." When Greg left the room, Lucas began to struggle. He LOVED the feeling of the ropes, and for another time that day, his cock bumped up against the cage. But tickling? He hated being tickled, and it seemed Greg picked up on that. Or.... "NICK. THAT BASTARD. Of all people, especially with the dirty Lucas had on him. " He squirmed, and he pushed. The ropes didn't give. He tried relaxing his body so that he could slip out. No chance. "Hey Lucas, Nick texted back. He wrote that he got hard looking at the photo, and he wished he were here." "ME TOO. With HIM tied up like this." "Any progress stud?" "None Sir. Ya got me." "You give up then? Gonna let me tickle you all I want?" Lucas didn't answer, just grunted as he pushed against the ropes. He looked at the timer. Twenty minutes to go. TWENTY MINUTES? "Yes sir. I give. Please. Just be gentle. " "With what? The tickling, or the fucking I'm gonna give you when I'm done." Both sir. Please.." Lucas couldn't see, but he felt his sneaker come off his left foot. "OH SHIT" he thought. And then his right foot. Then he felt his socks getting pulled off. "Please Sir. Not my feet. Anywhere but my.... 'HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA OH STOP HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA PLEASE I'M GONNA BE CRIPPLED HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA." "What's the matter, big guy? Can't take it?" Lucas was huffing. "I can't Sir. I can't. I just can't. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. " Greg had moved to his ribs, and was making his way up to his pits. "I think we're gonna need a tickle session every day." 'NO SIR NO. PLEASE. PLEASE. STOP I'LL TELL YOU NICK'S WEAK SPOT. PLEASE." "Oh, you mean behind his knees? Found it.." The tickling seemed to never end. "NO sir. No. There's another one. I mean, there really is. PLEASE PLEASE. Don't untie me unless you don't know it." Greg stopped and let Lucas catch his breath. "Ok stud." He had his hand gently, but firmly, on the back of Lucas' neck. "Let's hear it. "His chin. His chin Sir. If you tickle, or lick his chin, he just goes crazy. "MMMM. Sort of like when I do this to you?" Greg bent down and ran his morning scruff on Lucas' ear. "OH GOD SIR. OH GOD. If I weren't locked up, I'd have jizzed right now.. " "Uh huh. Too bad you are." Greg whispered to Lucas as he began untying him. "Roll on your back. " "Yes sir. " Greg was on top of him, going back for his ears, scruffing them gently, and licking, while he pushed his knee up into Lucas' caged cock. "OH SIR. OH. GOD. I've never felt this way before. " Greg looked at him with real affection. He kissed Lucas. He kissed him again and whispered. "My big, studly bear cub. All mine. My bottom cub." "Yes sir. Oh, God sir. Thank you for the collar. " Greg whispered. "you drained me so well, I can't cum in you now. " "I did a good job Sir?" "You did. But you're gonna get plowed tomorrow." Nick was looking at the picture with true jealousy. Greg had tied him up during the week, but not in a hog tie. What else was he doing to Lucas that he hadn't done to him?" At that moment, Greg was doing something to Lucas he HAD done to Nick. He had a vibrator, firmly planted in Lucas' ass, and Lucas's socks in his mouth to keep him quiet, as he moaned, loudly. "You're gonna now what you are, BOTTOM. And you're gonna prove it at this party tonight." As Lucas moaned, and his cock repeatedly bumped up against the cage, he wondered what kind of party this was gonna be.