Path: hermes. rdrop. com! rainrgnews0!psgrain! usenet. eel. ufl. edu! brutus. bright. net! chi-news. cic. net! newsfeed. internetmci. com! howland. reston. ans. net! ix. netcom. com! netnews From: couch45@ix. netcom. com Newsgroups: alt. _s_e_x_. spanking Subject: STOLEN STORIES - Friday Night Surprise (M/m) Date: Sun, 08 Oct 1995 04:40:35 GMT Organization: Netcom Lines: 161 Message-ID: <457kro$iui@ixnews5.ix. netcom. com>NNTP-Posting-Host: ix-nyc7-09.ix. netcom. com X-NETCOM-Date: Sat Oct 07 9:42:32 PM PDT 1995 X-Newsreader: Forte Agent .99b.112
It was Friday night and I was on my way over to Jim's house. He and I had been friends for a couple months, and enjoyed each other's company a great deal. Jim didn't know that I was gay, or at least I hadn't told him. Well, I resolved that it was time to tell Jim how I felt about him..., that I wanted to be more than a friend, and that if he doesn't want any part of it, then I would still be his friend.
I arrived at Jim's house, and the evening started out with a couple of drinks (as usual). We were both sitting on the couch, sipping on a glass of rum, when I told him how I felt. We just looked each other in the eyes for a few seconds without a word, and then he got up and extended his hand, leading me to his bedroom. I was filled with excitement and anticipation of what was to come. But I didn't get quite what I had expected.
Once we entered the bedroom, he slid his arms around me from behind and began unbuttoning my shirt. He nuzzled his head against my neck and shoulders, and once my shirt was opened, he pulled it off, sliding it down my back and off my arms. Just before he had removed it completely, he stopped for a moment, and the next thing I felt was handcuffs around my wrists! The shirt fell the rest of the way as he spun me around to face him. My own _c_o_c_k_ was rock hard and straining against my jeans as he stared me in the eyes and began removing his clothes. Only his dark blue jockey briefs remained, stretched by a clearly outlined erect tool, when he grabbed my shoulders, pushed me to my knees, and said, "So you like other men, is that right? Well, then... suck my _c_o_c_k_ for a while. That is what you guys like to do, isn't it?" My thoughts raced... was Jim gay? or was he straight, looking for a few thrills at my expense?. My wrists strained against the handcuffs as I leaned forward and started to pull down his shorts with my teeth... I worked my teeth around his shorts as I basked in the smell of his hot and sweaty crotch and ass. I was finally able to pull his jockeys completely down and Jim stepped out of them.
I raised myself back up on my knees in front of him and saw his beautiful uncut _c_o_c_k_ staring right at me. Without any further encouragement, I leaned forward and slid his knobby head into my mouth. I ran my tongue along the underside of his _c_o_c_k_-head, and then up over the piss-slit. The moans coming from above me told me that he was enjoying it completely. I pushed my mouth further over his rock hard shaft until the tip pressed firmly against the back of my throat. I pulled back, then forward again, working my tongue around his throbbing meat, sucking it for all it was worth. I let it fall out of my mouth, and bent down to lick the underside all the way down to his balls. I tongued his ball sack and took each one in my mouth to suck on for a while. Then I moved back up and slid his _c_o_c_k_ back into my mouth.
I began moving up and down on it when I felt him grab my shoulders and lift me up as his tool fell out of my mouth. My own _c_o_c_k_ strained against my pants as he reached forward. My throbbing rod was ready to explode any time. It had been rubbing against the inside of my pants the whole time, and a few more minutes would have been all it would have taken. Jim unzipped my pants, and grabbed my undershorts as well as he pushed them both down to my ankles. My _c_o_c_k_ sprang free of its confinement and bobbed freely in front of me, aching for attention. Jim said, "so you like that, huh faggot? You get turned on from sucking a man's _c_o_c_k_?" I stood there helplessly, hands cuffed behind my back, exposed completely to the friend I trusted. I looked down, studying his smooth chest and inviting nipples, then down to the small amount of hair around his belly button, that flowed downward into his mound of soft pubic hair that surround his erect rod. He grabbed my jaw and lifted my head to face his as he continued, "well, answer me you _c_o_c_k_sucker! You enjoyed that, didn't you?"
I quietly replied a simple "Yes." He yelled, "Yes, what?" as I replied, "Yes, SIR!" He said, "That's better. Now that you've made me so hot for a warm hole to sink my rod into, turn around, kneel, and lean onto the bed." I complied while responding with "Yes, sir" and bent over onto the bed. Lying on the bed face down, my legs spread apart, knees resting on the floor, and cuffed hands hanging over my exposed ass, I braced myself to be poked by his hot rod. Instead, I felt Jim sit down beside me and pull my hands forward, up my back and hold them there. His free hand massaged my ass cheeks as he said, "before I ram my _c_o_c_k_ up your ass, I'm going to teach you a little lesson about truth. You have lied to me for two months! For sixty days you've sat with me and secretly lusted for me, am I right, Doug?" I replied with a simple "yes, sir." He laid a wooden paddle in front of my face and said, "then you'll receive one swat for every day you kept that little dark secret from me. And for each one of your SIXTY swats, you have to count it out loud. ---
If you don't count it, I'll repeat it until you get it right!" I tried to squirm free of his grip and slide off the bed as I begged, "No, please, don't hit me, sir, I've learned my lesson. Just let me go!" He pulled me over his lap and held me firmly against his thighs. I could here the air whistle past the paddle as it came down against my ass. SWAT! I screamed, and another landed before I could count it out loud. "OUCH! One and two, SIR!" He replied, "No way, you _c_o_c_k_sucker! Now count it right!" He swung the paddle again and it landed heavy across my ass. I choked back a full-fledge scream and just managed a "ONE!" before the next one landed. SWAT! "TWO!" SWAT! "THREE!" After about twenty my ass felt like it was burning off. I was barely coherent, and could only babble and beg, "Please, sir! Stop! I've had enough" Only to be answered by another SWAT!
He said, "don't worry about counting these last thirty or so, you won't be able to stop blubbering enough to say anything!" And with that he started really laying into my ass with that paddle. He struck my left side, then my right, then down on the back of the thighs, and back up. Tears of pain flowed out of my eyes as my ass and legs melted in fierce, stinging pain. Then he must have reached sixty, because he stopped and laid down the paddle. He lifted me up and we looked each other in the eye. For a moment, I sensed a feeling of concern, and caring as our eyes met. But a second later, his expression changed and he yelled, "Quit crying you sissy faggot!" as he threw me face down on the bed and kicked my legs apart again. This time, I felt the knobby head of Jim's rock hard _c_o_c_k_ press against my asshole almost immediately. My ass cheeks and thighs still stung with pain as he pressed against them, and sunk his hard _c_o_c_k_ into my hole, inch by inch. Once he had it all the way in, he started pumping slowly, then a little faster, and finally at a fierce pace.
His tool pumped in and out of my ass harder and faster as the pain I felt disappeared and was replaced by pure pleasure. A few moments later, I felt his hot cum spurt into my ass, and his pace slowed down until it finally stopped and he pulled his half-hard _c_o_c_k_ out of my hole. He gave my ass one last swat with his hand and walked out of the room. The stinging sensation returned to my rear end and I could feel cum dripping out of my asshole and down my leg. I just laid there in a state of almost shock. I though to myself, "Here was a very dear friend who I liked, no loved, and just wanted to share the truth about myself with, and where did it get me? Now he thinks I'm just a cheap, _c_o_c_k_sucking, sissy faggot that he can beat and _f_u_c_k_ to his heart's desire. Well, I'm not going to lie here and let him do it. I've got to be strong and confront him. Now." I lifted myself up off the bed and stood up weakly. My _c_o_c_k_ stuck straight out and still ached for attention after all that I'd been through.
I made my way out into the hall, manuevering myself carefully. I found him standing in the bathroom as he had just finished washing himself up. I said, "Listen here. I'm not gonna take this lying down. Let me out of these god-_d_a_m_n_ed handcuffs and let me get out of here before I..." He interrupted me by pushing his hand across my mouth and dragging me out of the bathroom. He took me back to the bedroom and threw me back onto the bed. I started to say something as I laid there looking up at him, but before I could say anything, he knelt down and started licking my balls! His tongue wrapped around my balls and then slid up the underside of my shaft until his mouth came up and engulfed the head of my _c_o_c_k_. I immediately gasped with intense pleasure and delight as he worked me over. It didn't take long before I arched my back, let out a long moan, and shot my hot load down his throat. He sucked my _c_o_c_k_ dry and licked his lips as he looked up at me and said, "I'm gay, too."
You mentioned once during one of those straight porn flicks last week that you'd love to be tied up sometime. I couldn't resist the chance. I love you, Doug." He slid up beside me and reached behind my back to unlock the handcuffs. As my arms came free, we locked in a warm and tight embrace, kissing each other more passionately than either of us had ever done before. We made love several more times that night, and Jim was gentle, and caring, as we explored every inch of our bodies. Finally, we fell asleep in each other's arms, and awoke the next morning tightly pressed together, our hard _c_o_c_k_s rubbing against each other, just waiting for the action to come....