Date: Fri, 18 Sep 2009 11:15:43 -0700 (PDT)
From: D One <doned88@yahoo.com>
Subject: Happy Suprise Ending

Steve waited. He was nervous, he usually was. But that night was different.
The emails had been going back and forth for quite awhile.

After three years at State, he had learned to be careful. But sometimes,
his lust for money and sex encouraged him to gamble.

There had been the night where he lay naked on the grass in the rain. The
man came as promised and stripped. They kissed, Steve sucked and knelt
feeling the man go inside him for a "hole in one".

Of course there were the bathroom escapades that started things three years
ago. Energized with being on his own, away from family rules and other
restricted activities in his hometown, Steve arose at two am and left the
dorm.

The rumors were true he discovered. Silhouettes moved ahead of him down the
cement stairs into the old building. Shuffling feet, an occasional door
slam and some moaning were heard the closer he got. And once he entered the
room, the aroma of sex preceeded the clinging hands that stripped him until
he was kneeling and sucking anonymous penis.

It was Diablo, one of the silhouettes who followed him when Steve left one
of the many nights later, who led him to his own dorm. There they stripped,
kissed and fucked the night long.

And it was Diablo who told him what websites to find on his computer for
more exciting adventures.

By the next summer, when Steve was back at home, he found hometown
encounters that began to help him define his need for older men to spill
their seeds on him and inside him.

The second year at State, Steve had spent the night in a nearby hotel
room. He showered and dressed. The man had left already. Steve saw the
folded up money left by his clothing. He counted and the momentary guilt
feelings disappeared.

Quitting his part time job in the Campus Book Store, he solicited more
partners and knew what he had become but also found what he needed. There
were far more older men willing to pay for what they and Steve needed.

He preferred older men. Though not sure why, he enjoyed their strength, the
usually hairy bodies, the thick cocks and large hands. They seemed to know
what they wanted and used him the way they wanted. They had
control. Perhaps, Steve thought, he liked that part the best.

As a kid he remember sitting on the toilet and watching his Father stand
naked at the sink shaving. The man's cock dangled low and he wanted to
touch it but dared not do it. He thought about that sight when he grew
older and masturbated incessantly. He wondered if he were queer for his
father let alone the other males whose images came t mind as he jacked off.

But it was guys his age who usually experiemented, as they put it. And
Steve was usually willing so he learned more about his own lust, abilities
and needs.

"I'll stop this when I graduate of course" he confided in Diablo, his close
friend by then. "But till then I'm gonna make as much money as I can" he
flipped through a very thick stack of twenty dollar bills folded inside
some fifty dollar bills.

"Going to be in Acorn on the weekend. Coming in early so we can meet" the
email said.

Steve asked for a pic and the naked pic was sent as promised. The legs were
long and thick, the chest was hairy as was the lower abdoman. The cock
dangled low enough that Steve drooled in the privacy of his room. He
dreamed of the sex.

"Want a totally submissive boy" another email sent earlier had said. Steve
responded with his fantasy.

"I have one too. You naked, kneeling inside the door ready to become my
boy" the email defined the future meeting.

"Keep me tied and use me" Steve volunteered after sending his own naked
shot.

"You want me to what?" Diablo had asked.

"Just take some photos of me in various positions, I'll fix em" Steve spent
hours picking which pics he wanted to use, cropping his face/head so only
his body was seen. Some had him wearing a dog collar. Others had him tied
up. Some had a large dildo handing out his butt. Another one had a double
headed dildo strethed between him and Diablo's butt.

Diablo stayed long enough to make sure his face was removed from the pic.

The emails became more frequent. Proposals of several nights of action
followed. A suggestion of kidnapping him for a week was even included, but
the author said he was just kidding. Steve wondered about that.

Another email had them going to a "house I know of in the next town" where
naked Steve would be collared and his slave at a totally uninhibited
party. Steve had heard of such parties but never been.

"I'll get you an invitation even if I have to leave town" the email
continued.

"Friday night, Grace Hotel" The email finally came "Have to be somewhere
for the weekend so we can only do this Friday night"

Steve grabbed his gym bag filled with toys, condums, lubricant,
handcuffs..a kit he had accumulated from three years of sexual exporation,
growth and lucrative encounters.

The hotel was nice, typical. There was a pool. Steve was glad he brought
his speedos in case they would go swimming inbetween sex.

As the clock got close to the appointed time, he got nervous. The warm
shower made him feel relaxed. The leather hood fit nicely hiding his face
as the man asked. He knelt and fastened the handcuffs behind him making
sure the key was where he left it.

The door creaked when it opened. Despite Steve's nervous stomach, his cock
was rock hard. In fact he felt pre cum oozing already.

The big hand moved over his body, stopping to pinch his captive nipples. He
heard the man close the door and being to undress.

The cock tasted good. It was thick but Steve had learned to deep
throat. The man didn't speak. Steve was there for manhandling, and use.

He felt the goos flow over his face and licked it from his lips. The man
turned the TV on and did whatever he wanted to do.

A room service clerk brought food. Steve was left on his knees naked and
cuffed. He wondered what the clerk thought seeing him like that. It excited
him.

The man whispered something. And soon thereafter Steve was sucking a cock
again. It wasn't the man's. He presumed it was the room service clerk who
was fucking his mouth. A finger played with his butt as he sucked. It
fingered the rim and then slid inside making Steve wish he was being fucked
at the same time. But he had no choice. The man was controlling him and his
cock stayed hard with that awareness.

The cum landed on his face. He heard a deep chuckle. The man was enjoying
what he saw. Steve was glad.

He heard the man eating and the large fingers stuffed food down Steve's
throat as if he were feeding a dog and then patted his head. The gag Steve
was told to bring was put into place. Steve knew that there wouldn't be any
more food nor cocks for the time being.

Hands lifted him from the floor and pushed him on the bed face down. The
familiar fingers moved inside him again and then something else was pushed
inside. It wasn't the man's cock. Perhaps a dildo, Steve thought. The man
was getting his hole ready thought Steve. He liked the fact the man knew
what he was doing and taking care of his newly acquired property.

The cart wheels made noise as the cart was put in the hallway. Steve heard
the shower as the man bathed himself.

Steve gasped as the dildo was pulled out of him with one yank. It left him
feeling empty. The hands fumbled under him finding his hard cock wet with
precum that had flowed for hours it seemed.

Then the smacks warmed Steve's white buns until he was on the brink of
crying. The man seemed to want that stopping now and then to check before
returning to the spanking.

To Steve's surprise the hands reminded him his cock was still hard despite
the pain in hsi very sore buttocks.

The fucking started with another shock. The man seemed to spread some
luricant inside Steve's hole first then push the entire girth and length of
his cock inside with one shove.

Steve was impaled. He wanted to squirm away but hands on his shoulders held
him in place. He was trapped. He had given himself up to this unseen,
unknown stranger who would use him until he was done. Steven had no voice,
no control, no option but to remain where he was.

The fucking began instantly, long sliding as the cock as nearly withdrawn
and shoves as it moved quickly back deep into him. Steve gasped with each
movement. He knew he was making more sounds but the gag muffled them.

The hands moved him further on the bed and one leg was lifted as the thick
cock continued to fuck him as he had never been fucked before. Steve's cock
was soft then hard. The man's hand grabbed his nuts pulling his cock back
into his ass.

Then Steve was put face down. His buttocks still sore from ths spanking
felt the hairy body pressed against him. The cock never left him..but
continued to piston his ass. Steve wanted to beg to be fucked to yell and
scream.

He had had a date who liked that and to his surprise it enhanced the sex
they had that night. Fortunately the man had a private house and the
basement where their sex date was located seemed to be sound proofed for
that purpose.

It wasn't until their sex was over that Steve noticed the chains that hung
from the rafters, the sling that was in one corner and the guy opened a
wall mounted shelf that had whips, dildos and other toys.

"Next time, we'll have some more fun" the man promised. Steve hadn't gotten
the nerve up to return thought he fantasized about it many times.

The fucking got harder and faster. Steve thought it would be over. But the
man didn't seem to be finished at all.

He yanked his cock out and shoved something else in it's place. Steve
thought it was the dildo or another one since it seemed larger. The man's
hand began to jack Steve while he fucked him with the thing.

Steve's body was out of control by that time and despite his attempt to
hold back his cock as soon burning with the lava flow of cum that escaped
his cock..again and again.

He lay there gasping for hair as he usually was after great orgasms. The
man yanked the dildo out of him making Steve gasp again. Then the painful
reinsertion of the man's cock told Steve it wasn't over at all.

Getting fucked after he had an orgasm was both unpleasant and painful. But
Steve wasn't able to beg the man for relieft. The gag prevented that. The
handcuffs kept his hands from reaching. And the knowledge he had no control
kept him on the bed being fucked while his body endured the abuse.

"What do I do afterwards when he's through?" He had asked Diablo and was
advised to suck until his body was ready for more fucking.

But Steve couldn't do that. He lay there dolcile. The man began to slap his
ass which made him react and tighten his ass. The man kept fucking and
slapping. It hurt but somewhere deep in his brain a trigger began to make
Steve excited again.

He was totally helpless, being used by a man, he was a sextoy, boyslave,
whore, hustler and there only for the man's pleasure. He flexed his ass
with each fucking action. It seemed to excite the man more and himself as
well.

He tightened when the man attempted to pull out and tried to relax to
accept each thrust. Steve didn't know how long this lasted, but he felt the
man practically push him off the bed with thrusts that were so hard, he
knew man cum was finally being shot inside him.

"Fuck kid this is going to be fun" The man's voice whispered. Steve
realized the night wasn't over. The date would continue. He only hoped the
man would do to him more brutal things that he'd be left exhausted and
drained of all energy.

"Going to shower, put on your speedos and meet me in the pool" the man said
as he unlocked the cuffs.

Steve looked at his bare body after taking the hood off. He was covered
with sweat. His butt was still bright red. He wanted to shower but the man
had told him what to do and he knew he had to obey.

The pool water energized him. Despite his near exhaustion Steve swam laps
for awhile then sat on the edge of the pool waiting as he was told to do.

"Stevie?" the voice was familiar. He looked up and sat his Dad there
wearing the swim trunks he always did.

"I uh thought you were coming tomorrow" Steve stammered his eyes glancing
around to see if the Man whose cock had imprisoned him earliar was also
approaching. There wasn't anyone else around.

"Yea came in this afternoon. Thought I'd get some rest. I figured you'd be
out with your friends so I didn't call"

Steve noticed his Dad seemed nervous. The man looked around then his eyes
glanced at Steve's waist.

"Nice speedos" he said.

It was then that reality awakened Steve. "Yes SIR" he said.

"Let's do laps" the man said and as they had done during Steve's youth swam
laps side by side.

"Go back to the room, put the hood and cuffs on" The man whispered in his
ear.

Steve knew he had to obey, he had always wanted to and the night had just
begun.