Date: Fri, 28 Sep 2007 18:21:13 EDT
From: Wardsafe@aol.com
Subject: Delivering, A True Story

My friend Bob had been having a tough time with his personal
life and had started drinking a bit. Having been friends for
many years, I would invite him over for dinner on occasion
where we would drink a little too much and get into
discussions about sex, women and work. I should point out
that I have always had a curiosity about sex with another
guy. This started when I was about thirteen and with the
exception of one groping session on a camping trip nothing
ever happened.

After finishing lunch one day at a local restaurant I
stopped at a store and picked up some steaks, chicken and
various vegetables to last me through the long New Year
weekend. On the way back to my boat I thought, what the hell
I'd give Bob a call and see if he had dinner plans. I
happened to catch him in the office and he said that sounded
great he would be there around five.

I should point out that Bob and I are both single having
been divorced about five years. Our history goes back to the
1970's and we have stayed in touch and even worked for the
same company at times. I guess we know each other very well
and have even shared some of our personal stories which I
don't do as a rule.

He arrived and said he wanted to walk up to a nearby bar and
buy a few drinks and I pointed out that I had just about
anything he would want on the boat. I have lived on a boat
for the last three years and am in the process of restoring
the old gal. At this point it is very livable and when Bob
comes over I always make it clear that he can stay in the
forward cabin for the night, which he does.

We proceed to drink a bit and talk about his latest problem
relationship with his girlfriend. It seems Bob has always
had one problem or another with women and I am his sounding
board and advisor which I am comfortable with. We talk about
just about everything and finally decide that it is time to
eat. I BBQ some steaks, we have a salad and ravioli and
adjourn to the aft deck with a couple of big Crown Royals on
ice for a night cap. After an hour or so, we head inside to
watch the national news before going to bed. I should point
out that at this point we both had several drinks and
finished two bottles of wine with dinner so were both more
than a little drunk.

Since there is only one chair that faces the TV I sit on the
floor and let Bob have the chair. The news is boring and we
start to discuss sex again with the subject drifting to
early experiences and the bisexual thing. I'm sitting next
to his chair on the floor and when we get to the bisexual
discussion, I said that I think that we are all that way to
some degree and that I know I am, trying to get him to
relax. At some point to prove my theory I run my hand up
over his thigh to the inside of his leg. Expecting him to
react and tell me to get my hands off, I was very surprised
to have him lie back in the chair, close his eyes and spread
his legs apart seeming to invite further contact.
Considering how much we had to drink, I'm thinking holy shit
he doesn't seem to mind and figured in for a penny in for a
pound. I moved my fingers lightly up the inside of his thigh
until I reached his crotch and started to gently massage
him. His eyes were closed and he seemed to enjoy having me
touch him. This was very frustrating because I really
couldn't feel his cock so I just tried to cup his package
and gently squeezed. As most guys know, even when you're
drunk it feels good to be touched in a sexual way. This went
on for about ten minutes and I thought I might as well see
if he will go any further. I fumbled with his zipper and
tried to unzip his pants thinking that if I could get a
better feel he might harden up, but in my condition was not
able to get his zipper down, which I guess speaks to the
condition we were in. There was no reaction from him, he
didn't protest and he didn't offer to help and I was
reluctant to get on my knees between his legs so I could see
for fear of scaring him off. With my hand still in his
crotch I asked if he would now accept the fact that we are
all bisexual. All he said was that in the condition he was
in nothing was going to happen "down there". There was some
feeble protest to the effect that I was molesting him and I
said bullshit Bob, you sat there and spread your legs and
let me do it without a word and I pointed out that he seemed
to enjoy letting me feel him up. I figured at this point,
after ten minutes he had enjoyed it and didn't want to admit
it.

In spite of his protest he still sat with his legs spread
and I kept my hand massaging his stuff when I kind of back
away and asked if he remembered the first time he got off.
He said no and I explained that the first time I had gotten
off was on a camping trip when I was thirteen. The guy I
shared a tent with and I got in to a grab ass thing in our
sleeping bags. It wasn't long and it turned into a your
turn, my turn deal with us each fondling each other. It
became obvious that he had removed all of his clothes
because when I felt him I could feel his hard cock through
the sleeping bag. He wanted me to remove my clothes so he
could feel me but I was too shy and kept my pants on. I
later realized that if I had we most likely would have
progressed to skin on skin contact. My regrets!  It didn't
matter because at some point he squeezed my crotch and I
exploded with my first orgasm filling my shorts with cum. I
immediately knew that it was the white stuff that had been
leaking out at night.

After this exchange I said that I always regretted that I
didn't pursue this kind of thing and felt that as a kid I
didn't get to experience the typical teen age sexual
experimentation. At this point I said that I have always
wanted to know what it would be like to suck another guy off
and have him cum in my mouth. I can't believe I did it but I
then offered to give him a blow job if in return he would
fuck me up the ass, which is something else I want to try.
His interesting response was that there was no way he was
going to fuck me up the ass. But before he said that he also
commented about a little bondage and light pain, to which I
was agreeable but he said nothing about the blow job.
Somehow I think this is going to move forward, but I make no
move until he gives me a signal he is interested. Maybe he
wants to exchange blow jobs, I just don't know.
I finally stopped massaging his crotch and there was some
awkward silence and we decided to stumble off to bed. Him
forward and me aft followed by my usual comment that what
happens on the boat stays on the boat. In spite of the fact
that we went to bed around two, I was awake early and re-
living the previous night's conversation and thinking wow
what now and trying to remember exactly what his crotch felt
like! I finally got up and fixed some coffee and sat on the
back deck drinking a cup. I was concerned that he was going
to be angry and make a scene. I was surprised when he came
to the deck and had a cup of coffee and sat down without
comment. After some generic talk about how much we had to
drink, I finally asked if he remembered that we had an
interesting conversation last night and he responded with
yeah, I remember some of the highlights which he didn't
comment on. When he got up to leave we shook hands and I got
the strongest hand shake I've had in a long time from
anyone. Who knows where this is going, I don't think a guy
would let you fondle his cock without some thought to going
further. Who knows, maybe next time I'll drink less and let
him sit on the floor next to the chair just to see what
happens. I think I'll wear baggy sweat pants and no under
ware which might help get to the next level. The thought of
him doing to me what I had done to him is very exciting.

I waited two months before inviting him for dinner again
giving him time to think about what happened. We agreed on a
Friday night and I pickup up the usual booze and food
supplies.

Not knowing what to expect, I thought that if he was up for
something I wanted to be prepared. Late in the afternoon I
showered, shaved, even some of the hidden spots. I took four
enemas to clean out. Put a little Vaseline in my ass to cool
it down after the cleaning. I had earlier picked up some
ankle cuffs and new rope, just in case. Just before he
arrived I popped a 20 (I usually only take ) mg Cialis
tablet.

Being that he expressed an interest in bondage, I had lay
out handcuffs and some new rope on the bed along with some
other treats just to set the mood. In order to secure the
ropes I had discretely installed some small but sturdy cup
hooks on the under side of the bed and secured one end of
the rope. I did the same at the head of the bed to secure
his hands.  I had also torn a towel into strips to use as a
blind fold. Condoms and lube were placed on the counter
along with rubber gloves all of which was covered. Clean
sheets and two large bath towels covered the bed and a two
foot long thin strip of polished oak lay on the bed. I
looked over the set up and though, boy I am I ready.

When he arrived I asked if he would like a beer which he
accepted. As I handed him the beer he smiled and said are
you going to grope my crotch again. I just smiled and said,
only if you want me to. He stood looking down into the
galley at me and said I think I might like that. My eyes
were at about crotch level and I stepped in front of him and
run my hand up the inside of his leg and gave his crotch a
gentle squeeze making him close his eyes and moan softly. I
waited until I new he was enjoying it and I could feel his
cock harden. I unzipped his pants and slipped my hand into
the opening to feel his hard cock. After playing with him I
removed my hand and zipped his pants and said that first I
had to wash some veggies.

I was cleaning some veggies when he walked up behind me and
put a hand on each hip. He pulled me back against him and
leaned forward and whispered in my ear that I owed him some
groping. I was taken by surprise because his lips were right
next to my ear when he said it sending a bolt of electricity
to my cock. I finally was composed enough to respond and
said that I guess I did. You could feel him relax a bit and
his hands moved slowly to the front of my track pants. Now
keep in mind that I had hoped this would happen so I was
clean, shaved balls and without under ware and primed with a
stiff dick pill. Considering that playing with his crotch
had me about half hard and within seconds my cock was hard
and tenting out the front of my track pants.

His hands moved forward until he brushed against my cock and
he said OH MY, what do we have here. His fingers wrapped
around and he gently stroked my cock while his left hand
moved down to squeeze my balls. My legs instinctively moved
apart to give him better access. I could now feel his
erection pressing against my butt and knew that he was as
into this as I was. I slipped my hand back and started
rubbing his cock.

Now we were both sucking air and making gasping sounds
reflective of what we were doing. I'm thinking, how much
better could it get, when I felt his hands move up under my
shirt and his fingers slip into the top of my track pants.
His hand moved down my stomach brushing my trimmed pubic
hair and on to my now leaking cock. The left hand caressed
my smooth balls and I realized how hot his hands felt. The
sounds of moaning were now obvious. He continued to slowly
stroke my cock and massage my balls. At one point he rubbed
his finger over the end of my cock and said that I was
getting awful wet.

I quickly turned around and he removed his hands from my
pants and placed his wet finger to my mouth and told me to
suck it. I slowly sucked his finger into my mouth tasting
the slippery residue. He pulled his finger out and our lips
brushed together for a second and his mouth opened and my
tongue slipped in. After about the hottest kiss I can
remember savoring the taste of my sex, I back away and asked
if this meant that he had decided to accept my offer. With
each holding the other guys crotch, he smiled and said what
do we do now?

I asked if he was sure about this and he said no but let's
go for it anyway. I asked if he knew what I was going to do.
I explained that he has said a lot of things over time and I
think I know what will make his fantasy become real and was
planning to include some bondage and light pain. He just
smiled and said Oh Wow.

I explained that I wanted him to take a shower and put on
some under ware, shirt and socks that I have lay out. After
he finishes I tell him to lie on the bed face up and that I
would be back. He again asked what I was going to do. I
explained that I was going to give him the best blow job he
ever had but first I was going to tease him until he begged
for it. As he entered the shower I dropped my warm up pants
and put on clean white under ware which was the same as
those I had laid out for him. When he was done showering he
called for me and I went to the stateroom and uncovered my
little surprise. You could hear an audible gasp as he looked
at the things I had prepared.

I placed the handcuff on one wrist and then the other making
sure to double lock them so they would not tighten up on his
wrists. I explained that attached to the cuffs were a key. I
told him to turn around and I took the towel and covered his
eyes and tied it off. He was sucking deep breaths of air and
I asked if he was OK and he said just nervous. Anticipation
is part of the excitement. I told him to lie back on the bed
and secured the leather thong tied to the center of the
cuffs to the head board. I told him to put his legs
together, which he did. I slowly traced a line from the
inside of his knee to his crotch and lightly squeezed his
package. He was instantly hard. I then placed a loop around
each ankle and secured both to the foot of the bed. He is
now secured hand and foot in a straight line on the bed face
up with his eyes covered. I sat next to him on the bed and
touched his right nipple through the tee shirt gently
flicking the tip making him breathe a little faster and
causing the front of his shorts to swell even more and his
nipple to harden. I explained that I was going to be teasing
him and causing him a little bit of pain to get him ready
for the next phase.

At this point I got up and took off my pants. This left me
dressed the same as he was down to the white socks. I got
back on the bed and straddled him with my crotch over his so
we rubbed together. I told him not to speak. I leaned
forward and put my mouth next to his ear and in a whisper I
explained that all he had to say was "Olympia". But if he
said that nothing else was going to happen and we would be
finished. He could beg, cry, say no please don't or anything
else but I would ignore all words but Olympia. I told him
that I would be doing some things he might like and maybe
some he would maybe not like but that he had to decide if he
would continue. I sat back up and deliberately ground my
crotch against his. I really didn't care if he liked it, I
sure did.

After pinching his nipples several times making him groan, I
took a pair of scissors and slowly cut up the center of the
shirt to the neck. I then cut through the arms and folded
the material back exposing his upper body.  I slowly run my
hands up his stomach to his now erect nipples which I gently
pinch and massage making him whimper. I played with his now
very erect nipples until I could feel his cock harden under
me. When I though he was as hard as he could get I grasp
both nipples at the same time and pinched and twisted very
hard making him cry out in pain. I explained that by making
them hurt they would be more sensitive to light touch.  I
then leaned forward and sucked his right and then his left
nipples. While I was doing this I was grinding my crotch
into his. His breathing increased and he started moaning.

When he calmed down, I got off his body and slowly ran my
fingers from his ankle to his crotch making sure to follow
the outline of his hard cock through his shorts. His
breathing increased and he started to moan until I grasp his
crotch a lightly squeezed his package. At this point he is
breathing like a man that can't get enough air. After
caressing his package for a few minutes, I explained that he
was going to experience pain and pleasure until his cock was
dripping and ready to be sucked.

I got off the bed and released his feet and rolled him over
onto his front. I made him get up on his knees with his head
on the pillow. I couldn't help but thinking he looked like a
frog in this position.  I then pulled his legs apart and
secured the lines to a hook on each side of the bed. Now he
is face down legs spread ass up still wearing the tight
white shorts that I provided.  After looking at my handy
work, I slowly ran my fingers; nail first, up the back
inside of his right leg moving to the inside of the leg as I
came closer to his butt. I slipped my hand between his legs
and massaged his drawn up balls and stiff cock through his
shorts making him moan. I then traced the outline of the
shorts until I was at mid back where I allowed my hand to
stray under his shorts and caress his bare butt which to my
delight was shaved smooth. I allowed my fingers to just
lightly brush his puckered hole making him shudder. I
removed my hand and again started over with his left leg
making the same movements and again slipping my hand inside
his shorts to rub his smooth ass.

I removed my hand and told him that this is just not going
to work since if I was going to apply a spanking to his ass
it had to be bare ass. I picked up my scissors inserting the
rounded tip under the leg of his shorts and slowly cut my
way to the waist band. I repeated the process on the other
leg, essentially cutting away the only covering he had. I
gently pulled the back away exposing his ass and hole. As I
pulled them off I could see a wet spot from his leaking cock
and smell the unmistakable smell of man sex. I took the
opportunity to massage his tightening balls.

I again repeated the motions with my hands on both legs,
this time not obstructed by the shorts. With a light finger
nail scraping of his puckered hole, his breathing started to
resemble a man running a race.

I picked up the narrow strip of wood I had provided and run
it over his ass and down his crack making him whimper. I
explained that since he was about to be a very bad boy he
would have to be punished. I took aim and struck his ass
with a light but meaningful stoke. He jumped but made no
sound. I explained that he would get 10, 15, or 20 at his
choice. He opted for 20 and I explained that they would be
given four at a time with some pleasure in between but that
once we started the number was set.

I continued with four strokes of the wood and again caressed
his ass and balls, each time forcing my finger further into
his hole. After ten strokes I followed the same routine and
he actually relaxed his ass allowing my finger to penetrate
up to the first knuckle making him grunt in approval. The
last stroke was delivered to get his attention. My swing was
strong and hard causing him to struggle and scream in pain.
I explained that this part was over and that looking at the
stripe I just left on his ass I felt he needed some lotion
to cool his ass off. As I prepared to rub a cooling lotion
over his ass he just whimpered. After coating his ass with a
moisturizing cream and avoiding his hole, I stopped and said
that it appeared that I had missed a spot.  When I got to
that point and I put on a rubber glove so he could hear the
unmistakable sound. I coated my middle finger with a heavy
lube and lightly touched his exposed hole. With increasing
pressure and movement I soon had the outside his hole lubed
and my finger pressed against the pucker. He soon realized I
was not trying to penetrate his ass and started to squirm
around. I told him if he wanted my finger in his ass he
would have to relax and push back against it. I felt a
little pressure and he pushed back. I held my position and
his ass slowly opened around my finger. After a few minutes
he was backing against my firm finger and fucking himself on
it.  I almost thought he was going to say "Olympia" but
instead he was begging me to fuck him.

I rolled him over and placed him on his back. As I turned
him over I saw that his cock was leaking profusely. In this
position I left his ankles free but spread and raised his
knees. I did this to make sure I had access to his ass when
he came, because I wanted to milk every drop from his
prostate as he came.

I again pinched both nipples and sucked them until they were
hard and stood out. I said I that I think it is time to make
you happy and slid down his body with my lips until I got to
his erect cock. I took my finger and wiped the tip gathering
a very thick sample and held it to his lips telling him to
suck my finger. His mouth opened and he sucked like a
starving baby. I removed my finger and said you seem to like
that, I think this time I'll use my tongue and let you suck
on it. I moved down and licked the head of his cock clean
and moved back up and pushed my tongue against his lips, his
mouth opened and we tongue danced for a minute.

It was time, I moved down his body and with out any teasing
opened my mouth and took his cock clear to the back of my
throat swallowing as I did. His body started bucking against
the restraints and he was grunting. I figured he was on a
short fuse at this point and moved my finger to his hole
just in time to feel the first spurts hit the inside of my
mouth and his ass pucker with each shot. I quickly inserted
my finger to feel his prostate pulse with each shot. As he
slowed I pushed against his prostate making him contract
several more times and produce less fluid each time until I
could feel his cock twitch but nothing came out. I slowly
pulled out my finger which generated one final shudder of
his body.

With his breathing back to normal I released him and as he
got off the bed he fell back toward me and I caught him
asking if he was OK. All he said was that I had actually
delivered what I promised and he staggered toward the
bathroom. I just smiled and thought to myself, not bad for
my first blow job. I just wish I could remember the taste
better, but I was busy swallowing to make room for more.