Date: Wed, 20 Apr 2016 01:19:44 -0400
From: John Smith <maturetop4smooth@gmail.com>
Subject: the furniture circuit 4

The Furniture Circuit

Chapter 4 - The Rope Sling Chair (part 1)

Preface - Author's Note:

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This story is entirely fictional.  Entirely fictional!

Any resemblance to any real people is completely coincidental.

This story takes place in a world in which non-consenting children under
the age of 18 are interested in and physically capable of having sex like
adults.  In some cases the underage individuals in this story are used for
sex without particular regard for their consent, although it is taken as a
given that they enjoy it.

This is not the real world we live in and the author in no way condones nor
encourages acts which mirror the practices described in this entirely
fictional story.  Let me repeat...this story is fiction and in no way
represents real-life activities, whether real or imagined.  However, if you
are of legal age and consenting adult...drop me a note.  Perhaps you would
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The Furniture Circuit - Chapter 4 - The Rope Sling Chair (Part 1)

the boy loving man watched with both a curious fascination and an
insatiable hunger as he started to slowly extract the wide bulbous portion
of the medium sized butt-plug from the boy's widely spread open
bottom...gripping the plug tightly at it's  base, the man steadily and
purposefully pulled gently on the plug while meeting the expected
resistance from the boy's extended ass-ring as the boy strained, clenched
his eager yet novice ring, distended his earnest but hyper-stimulated boy
muscle, puffing it forcefully out, and finally making it become very to
open to the idea of the long slow release the man was offering from the
hard rubber plug from the boy's tight anal grip.

now determined more than ever, the man encouraged the boy to sniff on the
popper-laden washcloth again as the man rubbed on the boy's sensitive
inflamed ass-rim using two fat, oiled man fingers to slowly massage the
boy's stretched and straining anal ring of his back  passage...giving it
some of the relief it craved as he gave the boy's clenching muscle a
relaxing rubdown with the man's broad and fat fingertips.

the man continued edging the boy's hole with the plug...pulling on it until
the boy's gripping ring distended almost to to the point of releasing the
plug...then rubbing the boy's sensitive stretched ass-ring some more with
his two lubed fingers...pressing the boy's thin stretched muscle against
the black rubber plug to rub it with a full pressing finger length message
of the boy's flexing rim muscle...then fluttering the plug and releasing
the pressure to allow the plug to be slowly sucked back in by the boy's
hungry hole...then rubbing the boy's asslips some more...and then starting
the process all over again with a slow pulling and somewhat sadistic
tugging on the boy's somewhat virginal asshole-ring.

the boy squirmed in the rope sling, looking very small and very thin with
his slim coltish legs spread apart for the man.  The boy was experiencing
sensory overload from the man's expert work on his spread open boy bottom.

the boy reclined in the chair with his slim legs pulled up and
back...creating a perfect creamy white heart-shaped target for the man,
exposing the boy's split smooth melons and pink hairless cleft.  the man
took a break from his work between the boy's spread open creamy-white
cheeks to grab the blindfolded boy's ankles,,, pushing up and back on the
boy's coltish legs...pushing them further up and back behind the boy's ears
and adjusting the padded roping so that the boy was bound in an inescapable
bent back position.   This had its intended effect as it caused the boy's
legs to pull further back and apart, splitting the boy's butt wide open and
spreading the boy's bottom fully open for the man's pleasureable work.

the boy sniffed on the poppers and then groaned a deep, low guttural
growl... "unnngggghhhhh...ohhhhh my gaaaawwwwd." as the man rubbed the boy's
sensitive stretching asslips with his rough fingers...and then pulled
again, more firmly this time, forcefully tugging the fat part of the black
rubber buttplug from the clenched grip of the boy's tight anus.

the man had the boy right where he wanted him...squirming as he was
restrained, pulled back and up in the sling...his legs spread open as the
man tested the boy by jerking and jiggling the buttplug in the boy's
overheated asshole...pulling the fattest portion through the boy's
stretched and clenching ring.

The man let go of the base of the plug and it snapped back inside the boy's
hole...sucked back inside by the gripping force of the boy's hungry elastic
rectum.

"damn that tight little boy pussy is such a marvel..." thought the man as he
watched the swollen lips of the boy's asshole reach it's fullest stretching
point again...distending and opening up fully and allowing the man to
jiggle and bounce and edge the thickest part of the butt-plug just inside
the boy's obscenely stretched anus...only to let it go and have it snap
back inside.

the buttplug's fattest part stretched the boy's rectum open as the man
pulled on it now to extract the plug...forcing the boy's precious anal ring
to open up finally and allow the man to pull the fattest portion of the
buttplug out through the boy's gripping distended stretched star.   Once
through the thickest part, the man continued to slowly pulled the
cone-shaped plug from the boy's hole until only the last half-inch of the
thin pointed tip was still intruding in the boy's puffy fleshy ring.  The
man pushed the tip around the sensitive pillowed flesh of boy's swollen
throbbing rim, prodding and stimulating the boy's already over-stimulated
nerve endings in his swollen puffy ass-lips.

"uh-uhhhhh...mmmmmmmuuuunnnnnggggggghhhhhhh..." groaned the boy, responding to
the man's forceful probing of his ripe and blooming rosebud.

the man knew it was time...he knew it was time to give this boy the real man
cock that both he and the man craved for the first of many times.

pushing, then pulling out the buttplug intently...the man watched as the
boy's pink asslips stretched open as the boy pushed out and expelled the
hard rubber plug...and then to the man's delight, the boy's stretched
asshole remained gaping lewdly open for the man...blooming and revealing a
deeper reddish pink pussyhole for the man...begging the man forward.  the
man couldn't hold back at this sight as he dove forward and slid the tip of
his wet slippery tongue forward to pierce the boy's swollen ring,
penetrating into the boy's warm soft velvety anal passage as he slowly
snaked his long rasping tongue up into the boy's rectum...fully deploying it
and giving the boy the man's special gift of his long thick muscular tongue
probing deep into the boy's smooth gaping bottom.

`eeeee iiiii yyyy yeeeee..." squealed the boy as he squirmed in the sling
and humped his spread butt up and open to invite the man's tongue
deeper...responding to this latest intrusion by humping his butt up and
pulling his asscheeks even wider apart....welcoming the man's tongue inside
like a long-lost lover.

soon the man would be pressing his long thick eight inches into service to
take the boy on ride in this rope sling chair that he wouldn't forget...

but i get ahead of myself with this chapter...

The boy's visit to the man's house today was the fourth time the boy
stopped over to explore the adventures in the man's basement...and the
first for the boy to be introduced to the man's rope sling chair...which was
a regular stop on the man's furniture circuit for many a boy.

the rope sling chair was specially designed and built by the man (he was a
furniture designer after all)...made of a soft cargo net-like material.  It
was more like a rope chair that could be adjusted to hold a slim person in
one of several positions - sitting upright in a sitting position, reclining
on their back with legs up in the air more like a traditional sling, and
even leaning forward with about a 30 degree angle with the floor almost in
a kneeling position on all fours but suspended in the sling chair (the
man's personal favorite as that position gave him great leverage for really
grabbing a suspended boy by the hips and hard fucking and breeding a boy
deep)...and with plenty of support for the rider in the chair to ride
comfortably in any of those positions.  and of course there was a specially
designed support straps as well as a gap in the seat so that there was
unblocked and easy access to a rider's ass and groin area.  This provided
plenty of access to the rider's bottom from underneath or when relaxing in
a reclining position.   In fact...it was designed so that if adjusted just
right...a slim waisted boy could slip through and hang his buttocks  through
the seat of the sling chair...giving a reclining man underneath full access
to the boy for long rides and exploration sessions.

the lower portion could be adjusted or "folded up", pulled up so that the
person sitting in the sling chair, especially a person with a small frame
(such as a boy) was almost folded over in two whether in the seated
position, reclining, or riding leaning forward.  Also in that position, a
shorter person (again...such as a boy) could sit with his folded-over
buttocks hanging down low through the gap in the seat portion almost all
the way through to his waist, with his body and legs firmly supported with
padding, holding his weight up and pointing the lower portion of his legs
below his knees out through some padded holes in the cargo netting of the
sling c


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This "design feature" almost created a system of restraints that was very
useful to hold a squirming boy firmly but gently in place no matter how
much he wriggled and squirmed, held in place and hanging down almost
helplessly for the man to work on as he pleased.  The design also created
easy and free access to a boy's bottom and groin area from any angle....
with plenty of room for a bench, or a chair, or if the man needed some
particularly deep leverage for a particularly energetic portion of the
session, the sling chair could be raised up (or down) on a series of
pulleys, and the man could stand underneath the seated boy and still have
access to the boy's bottom as it hung down and helplessly open for some
serious deep thrusting.

...or...as was the case right now, the seat could be lifted to a height to
allow a comfortable, almost kneeling seat for the man to be at the perfect
face-level with a suspended boy's butt, with a small table to the side so
the man would have easy access to supplies, toys, and/or tools that were
kept close to hand, and of course there was a video camera system set-up
with plenty of lights for the two video cameras that were positioned
perfectly to record close-ups of every exquisite moment of a long session
with a boy.

and this is where the "new boy" (as the man now referred to him) found
himself at the moment...being slowly hoisted up in the man's specially
designed and purposefully built rope sling chair.

again the boy had stopped by the man's house again after a Saturday morning
soccer practice...this being the third Saturday in a row for the boy to
visit (and after a short initial visit several weeks before), and with
these sessions starting to become "regular" weekly appointments for the man
and the boy.  The first two visits were confined to long pleasurable rides
in the man's reclining chair...with the boy riding the man's face, tongue
and fingers to mind-blowing orgasms.

but on this visit the man wanted to take the boy to the next level...to
explore new heights of pleasure...and to introduce the boy to what it means
to take a long ride on a real man-cock, and get his boy pussy bred deep.
  the man's objective for today's session was for the boy to leave the
man's house today with a waddle in his step, a big load of man cream buried
deep up inside the boy, with it slowly leaking out from the boy's well used
cunt and down the boy's smooth thighs as he walked home.

the man first told the boy that he wanted to try something different after
the man had followed the boy into the basement and the boy had started to
make the usual preparations, readying himself to again climb up into the
reclining chair.

that's when the man said..."let's try something different this
visit...something that I think you will enjoy."

"ummmm...ok mister.  whatever you say.  what do you want me to
do?"...inquired the obedient and curious boy, always wanting to please the
man.

the man then led the boy over to the other side of the basement from the
reclining chair...over to an open area in the opposite corner of the
basement.  once there the man showed the boy a pile of ropes...ropes that
were hanging from the ceiling of the basement.  that pile of ropes was
actually a rope sling chair that had been lowered to the ground (and still
connected to the rafters in the ceiling) and was now lying on the floor...a
rope sling chair that was ready to be stepped into.  the boy had a
quizzical....and, yes, a somewhat frightened look on his face... and the
man made to reassure the boy that it was safe and there was nothing to
worry about....that the man would take care and there was nothing that
could hurt the boy.

it took some further reassurances and soft coaxing from the man as the man
placed his hand on the boy's shoulder and gave him a re-assuring squeeze.
 this seemed to bolster the boy...getting the boy comfortable enough to
step up forward with the man's guiding hand...stepping up and into the pile
of ropes that was the rope sling.  lying on the floor and attached to the
ceiling by several ropes...it WAS quite intimidating at first, thought the
man...but he moved to reassure, guiding the boy to step forward, turn
around, and step into the right gaps in the chair as it was spread on the
ground.

the boy was a trusting (and adventurous) boy, stepping into the rope sling
chair as the man guided him where to stand.  the man bent over and leaned
down to slip the boy's feet through the correct padded openings, and that's
when the man sneaked a stealthy sniff of the boy's sweaty asscrack as he
leaned behind the boy and guided the boy's first foot into the chair.

the man got that first faint whiff...that slightest hint of the fragrant
boy asshole that lie so seductively between the boy's milky smooth
buttcheeks...and it was enough to set the man's heart racing.  the man's
cock twitched and hardened in his sweatpants...straining against his
jockstrap and beginning to drool pre-cum from the building anticipation.

the man couldn't help himself as he was now locked in on the hunt for some
boy pussy.  The man steadied the boy with one hand on the boy's warm hip as
he guided the boy's second foot into the correct padded opening.  the man's
hand lingered on the boy's smooth hip and then roamed down and around to
the boy's creamy smooth buttcheek...where the man's big hand first gave a
reassuring pat, and then cupped to grab the boy's creamy asscheek with a
reassuring groping.

the man's hand lingered further as he fondled and groped at the boy's
smooth bottom, letting several of his fingers roam up and down and deeper
into the boy's just from the soccer field sweaty asscrack.

The man smiled to himself as he watched the pouch of the boy's jockstrap
tent out as the boy's nail hardened from the man's fondling of the boy's
smooth buttcheeks...allowing himself the pleasure of his fingers roaming
deeper into the boy's moist crack.

the boy sighed, arched his back, and pushed his hips back instinctively as
it was now time for the man to test the coach's product as the man pressed
his fingers deeper and rubbed the boy's tight little clenched pucker with a
big fat fingertip, pushing around the boy's star in a small circle as he
explored the boy's shy puckered ring.

"that's it...that's how i want you to stand.  right there son..." reassured
the man as he started to grip the boy's buttcheek tighter, firmly pressing
his fingertip deeper to pierce through the boy's tight rosebud...crawling
about a half-inch into the boy's warm moist passage as the boy drew a
breath and then groaned in response to the man's rude intrusion.  The man's
cock strained at their confines as it wanted to be brought forward and used
in the probing of tight boy-hole that the man's lucky finger was attending
to.

but this was just a tease to see how the boy reacted...and he performed
just fine for the man...not shying away from the man's lewd groping and
actually pushing his tight little butt out a little to give the man better
access to what the man desired so badly.

"yes son...you're going to do just fine today..." the man told the boy as he
dipped his finger up to the knuckle into the boy's tight little honey pot.

the man stepped back, slowly extracting his finger from the boy's gripping
back passage and then gave the boy's buttcrack a final 3-finger swipe to
stimulate the boy's now empty and lonely muscle.

the man instinctively lifted his fingers to his nose without thinking...
giving them a long deep sniff..."fuck, that's so nice" thought the man as
he sniffed deeply at the tangy earthy musty scent of the boy's cunt on his
finger.  seemingly the boy had followed the man's previous instructions and
had only provided limited clean-up after his pre-soccer practice dump this
morning...just as the man liked it.

the sling chair could be lifted up several ways...either by a small hand
crank off to  the side, or a rope pulley system directly above (with the
use of each dependant upon what the man's position was in the moment)...and
the man set himself to the task of starting to lift the rope chair up and
around the boy's legs using the rope pull.

the boy finally realized how this contraption worked and he visibly relaxed
a little, giggling in excitement and wonder as he watched intently, trying
to figure out what was going on around him as the rope netting of the chair
pulled up around his legs, catching him first under his thighs as the rope
sling started to pull him up so that he had to grab hold of the ropes to
steady himself...until finally the boy was lifted fully up and off his feet
by the padded rope straps on his legs, waist and torso.  The man continued
to guide the boy on how to sit properly at the same time as pulling on the
pulley rope, using a reassuring hand on the boy's shoulder as the chair
started to lift the boy up several feet above the ground.

"yes...yes...that's it...you are doing great!  here you go" said the man
calmingly in a reassuring voice.

soon the boy was lifted fully up, forced by the lifting chair into a seated
position...seated upright yet bent over at the waist and with his feet and
legs below his knees pointing straight-out and parallel with the ground.
 the boy's weight was supported by padded straps below his thighs, around
his waist and under his arms so that he was actually in a fairly
comfortable seated position despite being doubled over at the waist and
almost hanging out from the rope sling chair below (not unlike the fully
seated position in the reclining chair...hanging limply).

the man knew from experience that now was a critical time to get the boy
comfortable and so he asked..."how's it feel so far....are you comfortable?"

"yes...i guess so...this is kinda neat. I bet i can swing in this chair..."
came the reply from the boy as he started trying to kick his slims legs as
if to demonstrate the technique for the man.

"oh yea...I hadn't thought of that... I bet you can."  replied the man
smiling to himself..."i bet you can"....thought the man..."you'll do more
than just swing in this chair for me son...oh so much more!" came the lewd
thoughts of the horny boy-hungry man.

the man continued to lift the sling chair and the boy until the boy was
about the right height for the man's seated inspection...and then the man
moved to release, pull and adjust the straps so that the boy reclined back,
reclining back for the first time for the man (...and this was because the
man had decided from experience that he wanted the boy in the sling on his
back for his first sling ride...lying back in the reclining position was so
good for provided relaxed access between the boy's spread open bottom in
that position...and to allow the man to slowly take the boy's ass-cherry by
slowly feeding the boy his rock-hard man-cock for the first time).

"everything ok?  comfortable?"...the man asked as the chair shifted and
allowed the boy to now recline back, causing his legs to swing up in the
air and be pulled back by the straps the man was adjusting.

the boy replied "yeah...this is kinda relaxing to lie here in the air...".

"relaxing!?  I bet it is relaxing!" thought the man.

"just lie back and relax and let me do all the work son...i think you will
like this almost as much as the ride in the reclining chair." said the man
as he moved around to the front of the boy and stroked the boy's smooth
hairless stomach, chest, and legs reassuredly.

with the boy fully reclined and relaxing nicely in his new sling chair
ride...the reached for a small black cloth on the supply table.

and then the man said "I have an idea...why don't you try putting this on
over your head.  It will make this ride even more exciting!" said the man
as he handed the boy a soft black velvet blindfold.

the man pulled up his cushioned stool and gave the boy's spread open bottom
a closer inspection..."nice..." thought the man..."very nice" as the smooth
white melons of the boy's split open and gave the man the opportunity to
greet the boy's winking pucker as if long lost friends.  it had been a long
week since these two friends had last had the opportunity to meet and the
man craved it now.

"now this may tickle a little...but don't worry...i won't allow anything to
hurt you...i'll be gentle.  why don't you put on that blindfold to make
this ride a little more exciting..." said the man as he watched the boy tug
on the blindfold and adjust it over his eyes.  The man liked his boys
blindfolded in the sling chair so that they couldn't see or know what the
man might be up to and everything was unexpected and a surprise.

the man leaned forward and took a deep sniff of the boy's pungent asscrack
as it spread open like a fragrant bouquet before him.  The boy's coltish
legs were held up and back with a strap that the man could adjust...giving
the man full access to the boy's creamy smooth bottom and juicy pink
asscrack as it split open for the man to grope and explore in the rope
seat.

it was a joy to behold as the darkly pungent boy ass smell hit the man's
nose as he leaned in just above the boy's spread open crack.  The man
pressed his face further and ran the rough stubble beard on his cheek
against the baby-soft skin of the boy's inner thigh.  the man smiled with
satisfaction as he heard the boy giggle and felt the boy squirm as
goosebumps piled upon the boy's smooth flesh.  The man ran his warm wet
tongue up and down the smooth goosebumps on the boy's tender inner thigh
knowing that he would soon become rougher and use more of stubbly beard to
stimulate the boy's tender skin.

"that tickles..." shrilled the boy as he responded to the man's soft gentle
touch.

"really?,,,,yes son...you're doing fine...just get comfortable and relax."
said the man as he watched the boy wriggle and settle deeper into the chair.

and then the man cupped the boy's smooth creamy asscheeks with his hands
and pulled on them...forcing the,]m apart and allowing him to push his face
forward and kiss passionately on the exposed fragrant star of the boy's
winking asshole like kidding the mouth of a long lost lover...causing the
boy to twitch his hole uncontrollably, and to jump and jerk and squirm
against the restraints of the man's rope sling.

"just get comfortable and relax..." mumbled the man with his lips at the
boy's hole, as he then dipped forward and started a light licking, sucking,
and kissing on the fragrant pink star, savoring the ripe earthy mustiness
of the boy's cunt as if for first time.

to be continued in chapter 5...


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