Date: Wed, 30 Nov 2005 12:01:43 -0600
From: S2G <straight2gay@gmail.com>
Subject: The Rack

Disclaimer: This story is pure fiction, depicting sex acts
between two men.  If you are under eighteen or if the laws
where you live prohibit you from viewing or possessing such
material, please move on.

	My friend Jake recently admitted to me that he was
gay.  I have to admit that I was a bit surprised by his
revelation as we have been friends since high school and he
and I had no problem getting dates with women.  In fact, he
was always considered to be quite the ladies man.
	A couple of weeks ago, we were sitting at his
apartment, watching football and drinking beer, when he all
of a sudden came out with it as if he was telling me that
it was supposed to rain that weekend.  He could tell that
at first I thought he was bullshitting me, but then he gave
me a deadly serious look and said it again.  His gaze
removed all doubt from my mind.  He was trying to be honest
with me and I felt like I wasn't being a very good friend.
	"When did you realize this," I asked, dumbfounded.
	"I've known it for quite some time," he told me.  "I
tried to repress my feelings, but I just can't lie to
myself anymore.  I'm gay and I'm not ashamed of it."
	He then went on to tell me of some of the experiences
he'd had, how the sex was so intense, how that during his
first time, his cock had gotten harder than it had ever
been before.
	"In fact," he said, "all men have homosexual
tendencies to some extent, they just have to be brought
out."
	"I don't."  I laughed uneasily.
	"Yes you do.  You just haven't been in the right
situation with the right person.  You haven't been
presented the opportunity.  If you were, you'd give in to
those impulses.  Gay sex is just too good.  The right man
could make you forget all about pussy."
	The whole thing was making me a bit uncomfortable.  I
mean, Jake was my best friend and I could accept his choice
and everything, but I didn't like him insinuating that I
had a gay streak in me.  I liked girls.
	"Hey, don't worry about it. It's cool."  Jake could
tell that I was getting flustered.
	The rest of the night we were just hanging out,
drinking more beer and basically avoiding any discussion
about his sexuality.  Around one in the morning, I started
getting tired and stood to go.
	"Hang on, I want to show you something before you go."
Jake started to his bedroom.  "Don't worry, it's cool.
Come check this out."
	I shrugged and followed him.
	In his room, there was a contraption on his bed, a
board, with a padded rest in the center and four sets of
what appeared to be handcuffs at each corner.
	"This is the rack," he said proudly.  "I made it for
one of my boyfriends.  He likes to be restrained when I
fuck him.  Check it out."
	"Uh, that's nice," I said, wanting to leave.  I felt a
strange rush throughout my body.
	"No really check it out. Get down on it and see how it
feels."
	"No thanks.  I really need to get going."  I thought I
felt my cock twitch.
	"Look, man.  Nothing's gonna happen that you don't
want.  Besides, you're fully dressed.  Just check it out."
	I laughed, chiding myself for my suspicion.  Of course
Jake wouldn't try anything; he was my best friend.  I
crawled up onto his bed so that my stomach was resting on
the pad and I was on all fours.  My whole body seemed to be
pulsing with nervous energy.
	"See, it's cool," Jake said walking around the bed
behind me, where my feet were.
	Suddenly I heard the click of the shackles as he
locked my feet in place.
	"Hey, what the fuck?"  I sprang to my knees and swung
my head around.
	"Chill out, I'm just showing you how it works."
	"Unlock me right now.  This is not cool."  My voice
was trembling.
	"Don't worry, I will." Jake smiled.  "But I'm not
unlocking you until you let me shackle your hands too."
	"Like hell, unlock me now."
	Jake laughed.  "Suit yourself."  He started to walk
out of the room.  "But I'll let you go if you just let me
shackle your hands for a minute."
	I couldn't get up.  The best I could do was sit on my
knees and rest my hands on the pad.
	"Trust me," Jake said. His eyes clear, and the best I
could tell, free from deception.
	"Fine."  I couldn't believe it, but my cock was nearly
at half mast.  I laid back down on the pad and Jake came
over and locked my hands one by one, looking into my eyes
as he did it.
	"There.  Is that so bad?"
	"OK, you've had your fun.  Now unlock me."
	"Oh, but the fun is just beginning."
	I swallowed hard.
	"I told you that all men are gay to an extent and you
didn't believe me.  Well after we're done tonight you'll
more than believe."  He smiled wickedly and started
unbuttoning his jeans and stripping off his shirt.  I could
see his cock tenting up through his boxers.  Soon he was
completely naked, his massive cock standing at attention.
	"Hey what the fuck are you doing?  I don't want to do
this."  My own cock betrayed me.  I was fully hard in my
jeans.
	"Oh we're not going to do anything that you don't want
to do.  Believe me, before we're done you'll be begging to
suck my cock, begging for me to fuck you in the ass."
	Jake came up behind me and took off my shoes.  Then he
turned to the dresser and pulled out a large pair of
scissors.  He started at my wrist and cut my shirt all the
way up the sleeve and to the collar.  I could feel the cold
steel on my hot skin.  Then he did the same with my right
sleeve and then finally he cut from the small of my back to
the collar.  He pulled the ruined shirt away and gave my
nipple a little squeeze.
	"I have a confession.  I didn't build this contraption
for my boyfriend.  I built it for you.  I have always
wanted to fuck you, but I knew that you would never do it
willingly.  So I built this.  Just for you."
	I felt a drip of precum ooze out of my cock.  "But I'm
not gay," I stammered.
	"The night is young."
	Jake cut my jeans from the cuff of each leg to my
waist and pulled them away.  I was chained there, on all
fours, wearing only my boxers.
	"Looks like you may enjoy this more than I thought,"
Jake said noticing my hard-on beneath the fabric of my
underwear.
	Jake grabbed a belt and strapped me firmly to the pad
before he finally cut my boxers away, freeing my swollen
cock.
	"Look at this," he said showing me my boxers and the
wet spot on them from my precum.
	I couldn't deny it any longer. I was totally nude, my
dick throbbing with every beat of my heart as my friend
stood before me.  I hung my head.
	Jake grabbed my cock and gently squeezed.  He ran his
finger across the head, gathering another drop of precum
and brought it to his lips.  "MMM.  That's good.  Do you
want a taste?"
	"Please, just let me go," I croaked, knowing that I
wasn't going anywhere.
	"No?  OK."  Jake reached for my cock again and began
to stroke it, using my own precum for lubrication  "So,
tell me honestly.  How does this feel?"
	A moan escaped my lips, answering for me.
	"Good huh?"  He kept stroking me and then I felt his
tongue on my ass, working its way towards my crack, which I
kept shaved clean for my girlfriend who enjoyed a little
ass play from time to time.  Before I knew it, his tongue
was all over me, the backside of my balls and in my ass,
probing every inch of skin.
	My moaning grew louder as I writhed against the
restraints.  He kept his tongue firmly planted in my ass
and rubbed my cock.  I felt like I was going to explode.
	"Do you want to come?"  He asked and then licked my
balls with a long upstroke that made me shudder with
pleasure.
	"Ohh, yes."
	"How bad?"  He squeezed my cock.
	"Very bad."  I could hardly speak.
	"Then you're going to have to be good and do what I
say, OK?"
	"Oh fuck, yes.  Anything."
	He stopped long enough to walk around to the front of
the bed and thrust his cock in my face.  "Alright then,
suck me off."  He rubbed his cockhead on my lips, smearing
them with his precum.
	I licked it off.  It had a musky taste.  I wanted
more.  I opened my mouth, ready to receive my first cock.
	"Not so fast," Jake said and grabbed my hair with his
fist. "I want you to beg me to let you suck my cock."
	I couldn't help myself.  It looked so good.  I had to
have him inside my mouth.
	"Please."  My voice was barely a whisper.
	"Louder."
	I knew I was beaten. "Please let me suck your cock."
The lust in my voice surprised me.
	He patted my head and smiled, feeding me that
magnificent rod, slowly, an inch at a time, giving me a
chance to relax my throat before sliding it in a bit more.
Then he held my head with both hands and facefucked me
until my nose was nestled in his pubic hair and his balls
were slapping against my chin.
	It was pure ecstasy.  I couldn't believe how warm and
smooth it felt.  How it was so hard and soft at the same
time.  How it felt so natural with his cock plunging down
my throat.  My own cock dripped.  I knew right then that it
wasn't going to be the last cock I would suck.  I was
hooked.
	I felt him tense up, his cock growing even larger,
spreading my jaws apart, and then he shot hot thick ropes
of cum into my mouth and down my throat.  I swallowed it
greedily, wanting to capture every drop.  Once he stopped
convulsing in my mouth, he slid his semi-hard shaft out and
then bent down and kissed me.  Our tongues intertwined.
	"I've got a surprise for you," he said.  "I took a
little something earlier to stay hard, because I knew that
I was going to lure you here."
	He slowly stroked his cock with hand.  I watched in
anticipation as he became fully erect again.
"Now I'm going to fuck you.  Do you want me to fuck
you?"
	My cock was aching for release.  "Oh God, yes."
	"Tell me."
	"Please, fuck me. Fuck my ass."
	"Good."  He smiled and patted my head like a dog once
more.  "You're gonna like this."
	He left the line of my vision and I felt something
cold and oily being smeared on my ass.  I shivered.  Then I
felt the tip of his cock at the entrance to my ass.  Jake
took it slow, like he did when I sucked him, easing his
cock in a bit at a time until I could handle it.  I bit my
lip in the delectable agony of it all.  After a minute or
two of this, he was all the way in.  I had never felt so
aroused, my cock was so full I thought I'd pass out, the
movement of Jake's cock in my ass causing it to throb with
each thrust.
	"Ahh, that's it, bitch.  That's right, take it."
	I strained against the pressure, feeling his body on
mine, his cock stretching my ass.  I could feel him so deep
inside me.  I knew that I was his.  He grabbed my hair and
pulled my face towards his as we kissed.  I had never felt
anything like it, the rush of emotions as I felt myself
somehow changed.  This beautiful man had changed me and I
let myself go and ride the waves.  I would never be the
same.
	I could feel that he was getting close, his cock
growing larger once again and then he filled me with his
seed.  I felt his cock erupt inside me and then I could
take no more.  My own cock shot farther than it ever had,
my own cum hitting my face as I looked down in amazement.
I nearly passed out from the force of my orgasm.
	And then he was in front of me again, sliding his cock
inside my willing mouth as I cleaned him, sucking out every
last drop of his cum.  My degradation and submission was
complete.
	After a while, he freed me and then held me in his
arms, kissing me softly and stroking my body as we fell
asleep.
	The next morning I awoke to find Jake's cock in my
face.  I slowly lowered my head on it, unable to resist.  I
sucked his cock until he was hard and he fucked me again,
only this time he didn't have to put me in the rack.


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