Date: Tue, 22 Mar 2005 20:07:34 +0000 (GMT) From: Chaim <bchaimstory@yahoo.co.uk> Subject: Playing Wild West 7 Playing Wild West 7 Chaim (bchaim) bchaimstory@yahoo.co.uk (M/b, beginning, underwear, oral, anal, nipple play, mild bondage) Well here it is chapter 7. I know that it has been quite a few weeks since my last post but I really needed it. During the process of writing this story I was hit by a flu and it took some time to recover. I hope you enjoy it! It very interested hearing your reactions. Before starting with the story of `Jonathan and Chaim' I want to wish all my readers happy Easter holidays. Happy Purim! Thanks to all who wanted this 7th chapter and who wrote to me. Thanks guys! My reward is your mail! Well, again, I live in The Netherlands -- Amsterdam -- my mother tongue is Dutch. I can't speak Hebrew the way some of you wanted. To write in English is special. Sometimes it will be not correct. Sorry for any mistakes. Smile, I hope to hear from you if you like my story. Special effects are welcome. You have to be 16+ to read this. (Dutch law) Enjoy it and let me know what you want me to do with this story. Comments and suggestions are very welcome at: bchaimstory@yahoo.co.uk ------------------------ The last lines of part 6 ------------------------ He lays directly on top of me and whispers in my ear, "This was just the beginning, my boy." He presses his lips against mine, once again the sweet taste of my own cum hits me. I feel Jonathan still has his large erection pressing against my leg. This turns me on. He quickly gets up and walks bathroom. I know it is my turn to return his favour. When I look up I see him and now I know. He has in his big hand a bottle of KY. I know what he wants and I know I wanted to give it to him. Jonathan tells me, "Boy, you got your reward, now stand up. I will take my reward, doing it my way." I obeyed him like `a good little Indian prisoner' obeys his strong Master. He takes the rope from the waistband of my red shorts in one move. He moves me around and he ties my hands together with the handcuffs he took from his bedroom. He takes down two pillows from his bed dropping them to the wooden floor and he nearly throws me down on them. I lay there on my belly. My ass totally exposed to him. I am shocked as he says, "Now it's my turn to teach you a thing or two more. Remember you are `my little Indian prisoner'. You come into my mouth without my permission. I will get you for that. You can't cum in the next step of your training, my boy. Beg and scream hard, my boy, nobody will hear. To be honest, I like that!" Jonathan smiles and he strokes my sweat covered body. I just say, "Thanks Jonathan, I love you!" ------ Part 7 Chaim ------ Jonathan's hands are kind but powerful. He takes my red shorts and rips them in half before my eyes. I have a good look at his big and powerful defined biceps when he is doing so. His biceps, in my young eyes the definitive symbol of manhood, bulged in size and strength. Jonathan smiles when he looks me into the eyes. He ties my legs to the feet of the table with the cotton rope from my shorts. He stretches my arms to the fridge using his aluminium handcuffs to secure my wrists there. I take his bondage without sound. I fear the next step, but also feel so excited. My little boy cock stirs. He walks around and takes the KY. It is going to be a hard job and I know it. I want it all and look at his moves around the kitchen. I can only moan and grunt when he treats me in hard way. I will not beg him to stop, never! There was a little pause. Jonathan looks down at my body and he drops to his knees next to my secured and bound body. He takes his time, stroking my back and he starts to hit my bottom a few times. Jonathan hits me first playfully, but his hands come down harder with each blow. From joy it turns into a little painful play. Harder and harder I feel his strong hands on my exposed white butt cheeks. I know he checks my limits this rough way. I am sure I will take his punishment for coming into his mouth without his permission! I want to be punished for the joy I took without asking him, my absolute Boss. It hurts but I can take everything from him. He is my strong Master. My ass cheeks burn^Å it doesn't matter. I want him, I want this and my boy cock is rock hard pressing against pillows on the floor. "I'm going down all the way and you can't stop me, my little boy. Open your little mouth, my little prisoner. Do it!" I open my mouth willingly. He uses the cotton of my ripped red shorts to gag me. I don't fight it but this is new to me, I'm never gagged this way before. There is absolutely nothing I can do at all. I sweat a lot and it drips from my body and red face to the floor. I wonder or it is just the humidity and warm kitchen or it is my strange horny fear, the pain, my complete immobile situation. Jonathan touches my little boy hole and I fight my bonds in reflex. He hits my ass a couple of times before he lubes my tight ass hole with KY using his little finger. I can hear it when he rips open a condom, putting it on his cock. He makes a real show of the sounds doing so. He knows I can't see him nor his cock. I know this is very serious again. I can feel the cold KY at my tight backdoor. I want him, no doubt about that, but I am also afraid being stretched by his big manly cock again. He moves, stroking my legs, between my outstretched legs and he kiss and licks my neck and shoulders. "Good boy," I feel proud when he says that. Jonathan is now between my outstretched legs and I feel the warmth of his big manly cock pressing against my tight little boy hole. I will be fucked hard, I am sure of that. I know it and a strange sensation hits me. I want to be his little slave boy, want his big manly cock deep into my boy ass. "Pls!" I grunt in my gag to beg him, but I can't make a normal noise. I must sound like a stupid animal in need. First there is only a little pressure at my tight rosebud. Jonathan slowly adds a little more pressure using the muscles of his powerful body to give his cock to me. I grunt in pain now. His cock head slowly stretches my little tight anal ring. I moan with burning pain at my ass hole. I want and fear his manly cock now. Without thinking I start to fight my bonds to get away from his strong body and his big rock hard cock. At the same time I want him inside again, deep and aggressive. I want Jonathan to take me, to make me his boy again. Slowly, very slowly he takes my ass. To be honest it hurts and silent screams of fear and pain are in my gag. A split second I hope it will be over. I took it all and all and I know my fight is wrong. I feel like a little boy and want this in a strange submissive way. His cock is so big and large it takes nearly everything from me not to cry. I think he is deep inside me now and I can feel Jonathan stops. It feels so good and full. Jonathan lowers his body pressing me down with his muscular chest. His chest muscles and nipples are pressed against my sweaty back. He nearly crushes me between his heavy body and the pillows on his kitchen floor. Doing so, he bites my neck and pushes me completely down with the weight of his body. His cock goes even deeper and my little ass hole and boy bowels takes him in. He starts to press his cock harder in and taking it slowly out. His goes deeper and deeper with each trust. Suddenly, a strange pain hits me when his cock swells up and I feel it tingle all over my body. I nearly scream of pain and joy inside my gag! I begin to fight him a little. I fight the power of his warm and strong body on my back. Jonathan enjoys this more and more, "Yes fight me boy, I like that! Fight me hard so I can take you my way. I will take your boy ass again." He pushes his big cock deeper inside me. I moan more and more in my gag. I try to fight him and to break my bonds but Jonathan has tied them securely and I can't move at all. The ropes and cuffs keep me in place. I'm gagged and bound and give in. All my young muscles stop their fight and I just lay there, taking his cock and his power over me. Jonathan must feel that, he strokes my short blond hair. "Good boy, you did fight well. Now you will accept your Master, your Boss. Now relax and enjoy it!" He fucks me first slowly. Giving me the chance to get used to his huge cock and suddenly he stops. He leaves his cock deep inside my bowels. He moves again and he fucks me very hard this time. I get his huge cock in one shove deep inside me and I grit my teeth and fight the pain and I love it! Jonathan, my Master, my friend fucks me harder each time he pushes his huge cock deep inside me! I try to scream but I can't. The movements of his strong body against me are so great. I rub my cock against the pillows under me. I am so horny and it feels so good I am about to cum even having some pain. I am so horny and the sensation is nearly too much. He, my Jonathan possessed me. My strong Jonathan fucks me for what seemed like an hour but it is in reality just a few long minutes. The strong motions of his hips become longer, firmer and more defined. I realize that it is almost over. Jonathan groans loud and his cock expands deep inside me. I feel great sensations hitting my body. Jonathan's big cock so deep in my ass. Fucking me, taking me. I'm his `little Indian Warrior' and I can take everything. I want to make him, my Master, my Jonathan, very happy! His last hump is there, Jonathan draws his way back almost pulling his big cock out, just leaving his cock head between my stretched ass lips. Without warning he bites my neck and after some seconds he plugs deep inside me again. He hit a place where he has never been before, deep inside me. "Oh my G-d!" I scream in my gag and feel him, my Jonathan, filling me with his sperm. Deep inside I can feel the gushes of his load shoot from his cock one after the other, he must shoot his cum several times deep. He pants hard and heavy, pressing me down now with his complete weight. He licks and kiss my skin and whispers, "You did wonderful and you are a great fuck, my boy, I love you and your young body." His cock begins to get flaccid inside of me. Jonathan filling me with his cock, all the way, deep inside of me, made me feel so good! I start to hump the pillows under me and he gives me some space to do so. "Good boy, feel my big cock deep inside you. Feel my body and come for me, your Boss, boy, do it now! NOW!" It is all I need. I shout in my gag when I hear his order and my body trembles. I come myself all over the white pillows. Shouting and crying in my gag^Å "Yesss! I come for him!" I come hard with his cock deep inside me! In a flash I empty my boy balls for him. The pillows and my crotch and belly are soaked wet. "Thank you, my Jonathan, my Master!" I whisper in my gag and I still feel his strong heavy body pressing me down. Jonathan slowly withdraws his cock and gets up. He leaves me, tied up, there on his kitchen floor. He sits before my eyes and takes the heavy filled condom from his cock. He pushes his condom right under my nose, "Smell and taste your Master, boy". I smelled his sweat and his warm cum. I want to taste him, his load and open my mouth to show my eager tongue. Slowly Jonathan brings the condom to my tongue and his sperm drips on it. I taste the strange bitter-sweet flavour and swallow it all. "Good boy, I am so proud of you." Bound and gagged I feel helpless. A strange fear hit me. I feel just a little boy again, not a strong teen. Sometimes I feel `the strong little Indian' I was and still am, during our happy role play. Now, tears drop from my eyes, I cry in silence. I am so happy but wonder, is it just a very cruel game? I feel so good with Jonathan, we did everything, but this is his thing. Will he leave me when he is finished with my body? I fear to be dropped like a toy. I try to relax and to except his decision to leave me this way. Bound and gagged on the floor of his kitchen. Relaxed now, I knock off. A strange kind of sleep hits me and I close my eyes. -------- Jonathan -------- I leave Chaim, my boy to the floor bound and gagged. I feel sorry for him, Chaim will have a hard time being gagged and bound this way. His tight ass is dripping from my lube and my hot sperm is just under his nose^Å I left my empty condom there in front for him. His chest and belly will be wet of his own cum. I smile down at his bound and gagged body. This boy is the greatest! I take a thin white cotton sheet from my bedroom and cover his naked body. The boy closed his eyes and drifted off in a deep sleep. He must be exhausted. I take a shower and put some shorts and a T shirt on. I walk uphill to the farm of his parents. I feel very strange at their doorstep. I love their son, their beautiful teenage boy. I took his virgin ass and now I am standing here asking them another favour. I knock the door. His father opens it and I see some resemblance. He ask me in and we talk some time about daily life and I meet his mother. We discuss their son Chaim. I take my time and ask them or he can stay at my place. Sweat is dripping from my head. I know Chaim is down hill, bound and gagged and with my sperm in front of his handsome face. I wonder or he is awake now. How he feels. We discuss it and I ask just for a week during these holidays. I explained to them Chaim is happy in the valley and I like some company. After I reassured them a couple of times it is no trouble at all, they agree happily! The show me his teen room and I take some his stuff. Looking at his posters, his bed and books I feel a strange sensation. His posters show strong soccer players and some manly cowboys and Indians. Kid stuff, with a very deep meaning. I would love to give him such a room at my place. His parents go down and I sit on his bed dreaming away. After some time reality hit me. Well, I take some clean underwear, taking only his white briefs, some shorts, his Adidas soccer shorts, a pair of his most faded cut off blue jeans and his leather belt and some tight Tank Tops. I like to see his smooth arm pits exposed and accessible. Mmmm, this will do. I take his little rug sack to carry his stuff down. He can use my teeth brush^Å etc. After a long discussion with his parents I take some money for his lodging and foot. After all I am a poor student and can use the money to make some extra during his stay. Wow, he can stay for a whole week! My heart beats in my chest when I walk back. My cock stirs in my tight shorts. The thought having him around for a week is nearly to much. Back in my little house I find Chaim alert and in the same bound and gagged position as I left him. I feel sorry for the boy on my kitchen floor and I stoke his bound and gagged warm body. I still leave him that way, not to tease him this time. I need some time to recover and to think over the new situation. How to tell him the big news? How will he react? I go to my bedroom and change into a fresh pair of tight white briefs and a red T shirt. I know my semi-hard cock shows through the cotton of my briefs and Chaim will have a good look at it. I feel in a strange way excited. I sit next to him. My hairy legs are touching his smooth cheeks. I smile down to my boy when I whisper to him, "You want to stay? Sleeping in my bed, being my boy. No contacts with the out side word, just a view calls with your parents? I talked to you parents some time and they agreed to this. If you want it, of course." His stretched body is fighting his bonds and I admire his young muscles and teen power. He makes strange sounds in his gag. I like to tease him this way a bit. I know he is very frustrated. In a flash I fear I went to far and he will give me a NO, running uphill to tell his parents our story. I touch his face when I continue, "You just have to call them you want to stay and they will leave for a week to Jerusalem. They want to visit some friends and you will stay with me for a week. I brought your stuff, the things you will need. Think about it. Of course you can say no." Chaim struggles in his bonds now and he shouts in his gage. I stroke his naked neck and shoulders. "Shhh, give it some time my boy!" Tied up and gagged, I give the boy some time to think it over. I sit kneeled beside him and stoke the short blond hair on his head looking at his cute face. He is a lovely boy and I want him. I want him to be my friend, my little slave boy and above all my partner. This boy brakes open my life, feelings and desires. I really love him so much! I untie him after a while and before I can remove his gag, Chaim nearly yells, "That's so cool man! Yes, YES! YES! I won't do anything that you don't want me to do! Please let me stay! Please, Jonathan! If I do something you don't like, just sent me back." I smile at him, putting him on his unsteady legs. He was bound on my floor for some time and his first steps are like a drunken sailor. I hug him close and say with great joy in my voice, "Take care, my boy. I don't my guest to fall down and to get hurt. First have a drink from the fridge and take a long cold shower. You will feel better. Get dressed in a something clean." We hug again and I feel his face against my chest. I playfully slap his white behind when he walks off naked. His limp boy cock slaps his legs and balls with every step. Chaim takes a drink and a quick shower and I bring him his Tank top, a pair of his tight white Calvin Klein briefs and his faded blue cut off jeans. I kiss him on he smooth clean cheeks and we return to the living room. Sitting on the floor I tell him the rules of my house, "Yes, my boy, you can stay and be part of my little household, but it is my house and these are my rules. I need to study and sometimes you need to play outside alone. Cooking is my job and cleaning is yours. You think you can do that, boy?" Chaim nods his head with a big and happy smile on his face, so I continue, "I like to show you everything I always dreamed about, you know what I mean? I will play with you, be sometimes very kind, sometimes hard and demanding. You know that can be heavy, but I will stop if you don't can have it anymore. I give you a safe word, I read about that and it will work between us. You use it when you want me to stop. Your safe word is `equal'. If you don't say `equal', I will assume you either you like it or don't mind. Okay my boy? Now, say your safe word!" Chaim looks happy up to me. He is handsome and so very proud, "That's sounds cool to me, but I don't need a safe word. I can take everything, Boss." I don't care about his young pride this time. We need this to stay at the safe side. I never want to harm the boy. I recognize the eagerness and enthusiasm in his youthful voice. Being a teen I was the same way, always eager and sometimes fearless. I whisper my order again, "Just say it, boy!" "My safe word is `equal', Jonathan. You are satisfied now? You are my Boss, you tell me what to do." "Good boy, we will have a great week together. First call your parents you want to stay. Use my mobile phone." Chaim calls his parents and they tell him he has to be very polite and helpful to me. I will remember that and will remember him. They are leaving for Jerusalem and Chaim ends their chat whishing them a save trip. We walk to my little veranda and have a cold Coke. After some small talk he takes off his Tank top. I look at his beautiful chest and feel a stir in my briefs. I asked my delighted boy to change his cut off jeans into his pair of black soccer shorts and to put his Tank top back on. I like him that way. Chaim rushes inside my house and comes back in the required shorts and shirt. He looks so great! "Good boy, I think we will have a good time together. You can call me Jonathan or as we play, Sir, Boss or Master." Chaim stands in front of me, now just a boy, just a little beautiful teen. He stands a little uneasy in front of me. "A bit nervous, Chaim?" I ask him, smiling. I spread my hairy legs and without question he walks between them. I close them playfully, my knees are on his tights. "Not really...well...a bit, perhaps. This is so unexpected. Jonathan, I thought you went away and^Å and^Å" He bows over to me and I see tears in his eyes. I kiss my face everywhere. I find his lips and open my mouth. We kiss hard and urgent. Our tongues meet in a warm wet struggle. When we stop, we both have to find our breath again. "I see, beautiful kisser. No need to be nervous at all. You have every reason to relax and be confident about yourself. You are a nice boy and I love you. We will have a great week together. We played and you've worked hard with me the last days. I'm pleased with your training being my little boy, my `little Indian prisoner'." At that, he flashed me his gorgeous smile, while absently brushing his erect nipple through the thin cotton of his tank top. Looking at Chaim, my young faced boy rubs his own little nipple, now he is teasing me. This is so nice to see and it has an intense horny effect on me. It feels like someone has gently squeezed my balls. My cock gets hard looking at him. Soon, his nipple was not the only thing to be erect. My cock tents the cotton of my white briefs. I am so glad with him and ask, "You want to play right now, my boy?" "Yes, Master, of course I want to play!" Chaim smiles and he looks absolutely delicious and so sexy. We walk into my living room and I put the boy into position. His arms are in his neck and I put his legs slightly spread. I kiss his neck and cheeks. He follows my orders without questions. I admire his smooth pits and start to lick them. Chaim shivers but he manages to stay into his position. My tone is firm and demanding when I ask him, "What do you think about your situation now, my boy?" --------------------------------------------- To be continued? Comments and suggestions are very welcome at: bchaimstory@yahoo.co.uk