Subject: Honk if You're Horny (M/M/M & bondage lite)
From: an275569@anon.penet.fi (Story Man)
Date: Thu, 12 Oct 1995 12:22:06 UTC

WARNING:  The following story is intended for mature adults 21 years of age
or older.  This story contains descriptions of sexual activity between
consenting adult males.  If you are offended by sex in general, sex between
males, or bondage, exit this article now!  It's your CHOICE from this point
forward.  


Well, I think it looks like a nice evening for long bike ride.  You never
know, perhaps I'll run into someone...

I really don't care for lycra, but that's what I was wearing that day. 
Those shiny black bike shorts.  I really like the view of a nice butt in
black bike shorts, I thought I may as well get mine out there too.  Off I
went, riding down the back roads.  As I rode I was thinking of getting
fucked by a stud with a huge long thick cock.  I imagined his thrusting as
the saddle of my bike pounded my ass to the rhythm of my peddling.  Before
long my cock was hard and I had to reposition it to be more comfortable in
the confines of the tight lycra.

I was so involved in my fantasy, that I was unaware of my surroundings. 
Suddenly I was fully alert.  Startled by the honking of a passing car, I ran
off the road onto the soft shoulder and crashed, throwing me off my bike.  I
got up cursing the car that honked and looking around to see if anybody saw
my stupid crash.  The car that honked, had gone over the hill, I didn't know
if they saw me.  Well no broken bones, that's good.  I dusted myself off,
but the dust stuck to the spot of precum that soaked through my shorts at
the end of my still hard cock.

Just as I was checking over my bike, the car that honked at me came back
over the hill and turned around.  I was ready to let the driver have it for
honking when he was right on top of me.  The car door flew open and the
driver jumped out.  "Didn't mean to scare ya", he said.  This guy looked
like the guy in my fantasy.  He was tall, tan, had broad shoulders, nicely
defined but not over built muscles, and deep brown eyes, wearing shorts and
a T-shirt.  As he walked toward me, the passenger door opened and another
guy got out.  He was just as good looking, a little shorter, tan with green
eyes.  He was wearing just red running shorts.  If I hadn't been shaken up,
this guy would have made me pretty hot with his nice bare v-shaped torso and
well defined bulge in those running shorts.

The driver introduced himself as Brian and his passenger as Steve.  I
introduced myself as Tom.  As I continued checking my bike, Steve glanced
back and fourth between me and Brian.  Then said to Brian as he nodded at me
, "Looks like he needs a little help".  I had completely forgotten about
that spot of precum marking the tip of my hard cock.  Brian grinned at Steve
and said,  "Yeah, looks like he needs a hand, and I bet the rim could use a
little work too."  I was still in a little shock and didn't notice their
nods and glances.  As Brian opened the trunk of his car, Steve picked up my
bike and took it to the car.  Things were moving a bit fast but I didn't
care, I was just happy to have the help.  Brian said, "We'll go back to our
place and get you taken care of."  Brian got in, Steve opened the passenger
door and motioned for me to get in, then he got in next to me.  I didn't
mind being sandwiched between those two great looking studs.

Brian headed off toward "their" place.  Steve was massaging his cock through
his running shorts with his right hand.  He placed his left hand on my knee,
gently going over a light abrasion.  "Looks like you'll be a little sore
tomorrow.", Steve said.  His gentle touch felt good.  "I don't think the
knee is too bad, but I did land pretty hard on my shoulder and  right wrist.
", I said.  "Any sharp pain?", he said as he took my hand and felt for
broken bones.  "No", I said, "Just a dull throb."  "How's this?", he said as
he reached up and massaged my shoulders with his firm hands.  "Feels great!"
, I moaned.  "You really should exercise that hand to keep it from getting
stiff.", he said as he took my hand and slid it under the waist band of his
shorts and wrapped my fingers around his cock.  I was sort of shocked and
didn't know what to do.  I could feel this guy's cock getting harder in my
hand.  Steve went back to massaging my shoulders.  It felt sooo good.  Then
Brian said, "You know you should always exercise both sides of your body
equally.", as he pulled the waistband of his shorts down to expose his
throbbing hot cock.  "Well, go ahead.", Brian said.  "Definitely virgin",
Steve said as he reached around, grabbed my left hand and shoved it down
Brian's shorts.  There I was, a big cock in each hand, going who knows where
  What was I getting myself into I thought?  My big head was thinking I
just wanted to get out of here and go home, but the little head was sending
a different signal.  "Looks as if you like what you feel Tom.", Brian said. 
I didn't know what to say.  Brian and Steve were both using my hands to
stroke their own cocks.  I was relieved when we finally arrived at their
house.  Even though I was excited by their good looks and the feel of their
cocks, I just didn't want a gay experience.

Brian popped open the trunk and Steve got my bike out.  Brian said, "You
look like a mess, let's get you cleaned up, while we fix your bike."  Brian
led me upstairs to the master bathroom, along the way picking up a pair of
shorts and shirt.  "Here.", he said, handing me the shorts and shirt.  "You
can take a shower while we work on your bike."  What am I doing?, I thought.
 I don't need a shower.  I should be working on my bike so I can get the
hell out of here.  But some deeper desire was keeping me there.  I wanted to
spend more time hanging around those studs, besides, they must want me to
hang around too otherwise they would have taken me to my place instead.

I striped down and jumped in the shower.  I stroked my cock while I dreamed
about sucking their cocks and wondered what it would feel like to be fucked
by one of these guys.  After shooting a load I finished my shower and got
out to dry off.  My cloths were gone as well as the cloths that Brian had
given me.  I wrapped the towel around my waist and came out of the bathroom
to find Brian and Steve lying on the bed with their cloths off waiting for
me.  "Bikes done", said Brian, "So we thought maybe you could stay for a
while and play."  They looked at each other then looked at me with the same
twinkle in their eyes and ear to ear grin.

There I was as confused as ever.  On one hand wondering what I was doing
there.  On the other hand I knew damn well what I was doing there.  I had
gone along with everything with very little resistance.  I could have
changed the course of things before they reached this point.  Now If I
wanted to go home, it looked like I would have to ride my bike home naked. 
"I don't think so guys.", I said, "I'm not really into this scene.  Just
give me my cloths and I'll be on my way."  Steve said, "looks like you're
not sure what you want.", nodding at the towel around my waist.  I looked
down to see my cock holding the towel out.  Steve got up, came over, removed
the towel around the waist and pulled me toward the bed.  Brian got out of
bed as well and the next thing I knew, I was lying on my stomach in the
middle of the bed.  Steve was massaging my neck shoulders and back.  Brian
was working my legs and butt.  I felt Brian shoot something up my ass.  I
jumped.  "A little something to help later.", Brian said.  Then they rolled
me onto my back and continued the massaging.  It felt so good.  I was so
relaxed.  I just closed my eyes and enjoyed the feel of their fingers
exploring every inch of my body.

Brian pulled me by the legs until my ass was just hanging over the edge of
the bed and then faced me putting my legs up on his shoulders.  Steve
straddled my head with his cock hanging in my face, and his head just over
my cock.  Steve slowly lowered his cock into my face and pressed the head
against my lips, rubbing his precum around my lips.  "What's the matter, Tom
?", Steve said.  Just as I opened my mouth to reply, Steve thrust his cock
into my mouth.  I was going to say that I didn't want to suck his dick, but
as long as it was in my mouth, I may as well give it a try.  As I worked
Steve's cock, Steve began working mine as well.  Two new experiences for me.
 Soon I felt Brian's cock pressing against my ass.  These guys really knew
what they were doing.  They communicated by glances, nods, and eye contact. 
They had me so relaxed, I barely noticed Brian's invasion of my ass.  Three
new experiences all at once.  I had never felt so wonderfully out of control
  Brian started a slow pumping and worked up to speed in no time at all. 
Smack smack smack smack smack went the sound of skin against skin as Brian
continued banging away.  I could feel his cock hitting my prostate with
every thrust.  I was going into sensory overload.  I found myself thrusting
up to Steve's mouth, and Steve was thrusting into mine.  I came first
shooting my load into Steve's mouth.  Then Steve shot his load down my
throat.  In the position I was in it was either swallow or drown.  Finally I
felt Brian shoot his hot cum up my ass.  I was wiped out, and I hadn't even
done anything.  Brian and Steve still looked hot and horny.  As I lay there
on the bed, they began exchanging more glances nods and grins.

I got up and said, "That was great guys!  I never thought it would be better
than fantasy.  Where's my cloths?"  Steve gave Brian one of those glances as
he headed for the closet.  "I think we can give him something to wear now.",
he said, as opened the closet.  Steve brought out a large box of leather
stuff.  "That isn't exactly what I had in mind.", I said.  Brian dumped the
box onto the floor and tossed several items at my feet.  "I'm not kidding
guys.", I said.  "You're not very good at lying.", Steve said nodding at my
cock which was beginning to stiffen again.  "Just put some of this stuff on
and see how it looks.", Brian said.  "It's real easy to put on and take off,
not like handcuffs which lock.", he said as he demonstrated a heavy leather
wrist cuff.  Brian handed me the wrist cuff.  While I was preoccupied with
trying to figure it out, Brian and Steve had me in a harness as well as
ankle and wrist cuffs.  I didn't notice Steve behind me attaching heavy
leather straps across the head, middle, and foot end of the bed as Brian
attached the last wrist cuff.  I walked over to the mirror.  The tight
leather looked silly but felt pretty good.  "Okay, I tried it, now I want to
go home.", I said.  "Just one more thing.", Brian said as he pulled a full
leather hood out of the box.  He brought it over, slipped it on my head and
laced it in the back.  "Now take a look.", he said.  I looked in the mirror
and didn't even recognize myself.  "Bedtime, lights out", Steve said as he
slapped Velcro patches over the eye holes on the hood.  In an instant they
had me thrown into bed and strapped down.  "Make yourself at home.", Brian
said with a chuckle, "We'll be back later.  Try not to stray too far."

At first I didn't know if I should be scared or excited.  I shouted, "Let me
up.  I want to go home.  The full hood muffled the sound.  Got to think, how
am I going to get out of here.  Those cuffs looked pretty heavy, but they
were probably some cheap toys that I could break with little effort.  No
problem.  I pulled and twisted the bonds around my wrist and ankles.  These
things were tough, and I couldn't get any leverage because the harness was
also securely fastened down at my waist.  After only a minute of struggle, I
had feelings of helplessness and panic.  After about 5 minutes that seemed
like hours, the panic changed to acceptance.  Tired from the struggle and
stress, I fell asleep.

I awoke to the feel of a hand on my cock.  It felt like Steve's gentle
stroking.  He applied some cold wet lubricant down the shaft of my cock and
continued stroking.  I could feel my cock getting stiff to his touch.  As
Brian removed the hood covering my head, he said, "Wake up!  Time for
Breakfast!".  At the same time, Steve got up on the bed and straddled my
cock.  He slowly lowered his lubed up hole over my cock.  His ass opened up,
inviting my cock in, then clamped down once I was inside.  Steve began to
slowly ride up and down on my cock while Brian got up on the bed and dangled
his cock in my face.  "Here's the first course", he said, as he pressed his
cock against my lips.  I opened my mouth and took in his huge thick member. 
My tongue explored his velvety head and meaty shaft.  By this time Steve was
bouncing up and down on my cock like a wild man.  At the same time, I found
myself straining against the harness as I tried to thrust up to meet Steve's
every downward thrust.  The strain in my muscles pulling against the wrist
and ankle cuffs heightened the anticipation of my orgasm.  I continued
mouthing Brian's cock, my tongue lashing wildly around his swollen head. 
Brian was working Steve's cock with his mouth.  Steve was simultaneously
thrusting his cock into Brian's mouth as he bounced on my cock.  The room
was filled with sounds of pleasure.  I could taste breakfast on the way. 
Brian shot his hot slippery breakfast cream down my throat.  I continued
sucking, wanting more.  Suddenly my whole body spasmed and I jerked against
my bonds as I shot my wad up Steve's ass.  At the same time Steve was
shooting into Brian's mouth.

Brian and Steve released me from the bed and helped me get out of the
harness and cuffs.  "How about a shower?", Steve said, as he and Brian
headed off to the bathroom.  Brian turned around and said, "Well ... are ya
coming?"  By the time I reached the bathroom, I was hard again.  "I guess I
don't have to ask if you are enjoying your visit.", Steve said, looking at
my happiness indicator.  We took turns lathering each other up.  It felt
good feeling someone else's body.  It was a new feeling for me to be playing
with someone else's cock in the shower and have someone playing with mine. 
After we all shot one more load, we finished showering, got dressed, and
went down for breakfast.  Brian was the cook.  I offered to help, but Steve
said, "He always cooks breakfast and likes to do it by himself.  Just sit
down and relax."  We sat on stools at the counter and chatted with Brian. 
Steve wasn't wearing any underwear, and his cock was hanging out of his
skimpy shorts.  As we talked, my eyes wandered toward his nice looking cock.
 Steve stood up and looked into my eyes with a big grin on his face.  I
think I was beginning to understand how He and Brian communicated.  I stood
up in front of Steve and pulled his shorts down to his ankles.  Steve sat
back down, stepping out of his shorts.  I kneeled in front of Steve and
grasp his cock with both hands.  In no time Steve was hard as a rock.  Steve
moaned as I stroked his cock.  I licked his cock, wetting it down with my
saliva.  Then I went back to stroking.  I would change rhythm or stop just
as Steve was about to cum.  I alternated between licking, mouthing and
stroking.  Steve said, "How about seeing how much you can take?"  Steve held
my head and gradually pushed me down on his shaft.  When I started to gag,
he backed off, then started again.  "Try to swallow it.", Steve said.  When
I thought I was going to gag, I just swallowed.  Soon Steve had his meat
buried deep in my throat.  I could feel him tense up just before shooting
more breakfast cream down the back of my throat.  After I licked his cock
clean, Steve put his shorts back on.  Brian had gotten hot just watching us.
 His cock was straining against the fabric of his shorts.  I knew what Brian
had planned for desert.

We sat down at the table for breakfast.  Steve sat next to me.  His smooth,
tanned, firm body looked so hot in those scant, loose, black satin shorts. 
Brian sat across from me.  His sleeveless T-shirt showed off his well
defined biceps.  I could see through the table that Brian was still hard
from watching me suck off Steve.  His cock was still holding his volleyball
shorts up like a circus tent.  I wondered how I was going to make it through
breakfast with all this manhood protruding beneath the glass topped table. 
Brian was eating with one hand and adjusting his tent pole with the other. 
Steve pulled his cock out of the leg hole of his shorts and was running his
index finger round and round the head.  The conversation was just normal guy
stuff, talk about current events, sports, and some stock market stuff.  I
don't know how they could be thinking about one thing and talking about
another.

Steve noticed me staring at his cock.  "Want my toast?", he said.  He knew I
wasn't even remotely interested in his toast.  "Don't be bashful, Tom.  We
believe in sharing.", he said, as he took my hand and placed it on his
crotch.  He held my hand in place until I relaxed a bit.  I just wasn't used
to the idea of grabbing a guys cock, especially not under the breakfast
table.  My fingers slowly explored his package through the soft smooth
shorts.  As I wrapped my hand around his spongy member I could feel it
lengthen and thicken.  In no time at all Steve was hard as a rock.  Steve's
eyes rolled up back into his head and his breathing quickened as I massaged
and stroked his breakfast sausage.  That smooth soft silk felt so good to my
hand, I wondered how it must feel gently brushing against his cock. 
Suddenly Steve came paroxysmally, shooting his load right through the
material of his shorts.

Breakfast was over .... or was it?  I offered to help clear the table and do
dishes, but Brian said, "Relax, Steve will take care of it.  We've got It
all worked out."  From what I had seen so for I would say they had the
routine down pretty well.  Brian stood up holding a jar of strawberry jam
out to me.  "Strawberry or raspberry?", he said.  Puzzled, I replied,
"Strawberry, at least that's what the label says."  "I mean which do you
prefer?, he said holding up both jars.  "Raspberry", I replied, still
puzzled.  Just then Brian dropped his shorts and dabbed a bit of raspberry
jam on the end of his cock.  He worked it around the head and down the
length of his shaft with the care of an artist sculpting a masterpiece.  He
stood next to me, positioning his pelvis to offer me a taste of his
raspberry cream stick.  I got down on my knees, wrapped my arms tightly
around his legs and licked every inch of his cock until I got every bit of
jam.  Then Brian held my head, working his cock past my lips and into my
awaiting mouth.  As I tongued his cock he began a rhythmic thrusting motion,
ramming his cock deeper with each thrust.  Brian's technique was rough yet
gentle.  He knew just how to bury his cock in my throat without making me
gag.  In the last five forceful thrusts, Brian unloaded his cream stick down
my throat.  As Brian relaxed, I continued feverishly sucking his cock.  He
began to quiver and shot one last load down my throat.

Steve was finishing up in the kitchen, and Brian disappeared off somewhere. 
I was gathering up my stuff so I could get going when I heard noises from
the other room.  It sounded like a whole group of guys having sex.  I walked
over to the doorway and looked in to see Brian sitting on the floor watching
a video and beating his meat in rhythm to the tacky music.  On the screen a
couple of guys were into some hot and heavy action.  I was rubbing my crotch
as I watched Brian get off to the video.  Suddenly I felt Steve's hands on
my shoulders giving them a firm squeeze.  I could feel his hot breath on my
neck as he pressed his body against mine.  Then he wrapped his arms tightly
around me, and ground his pelvis into my butt in sort of a mock humping
motion like a dog does to your leg.  He reached down cupping my crotch with
both hands.  "I see you're still a little horny.", Steve whispered in my ear
, as he gave my hard cock a squeeze.  "Doesn't look like you are ready to go
home yet.", he said as he reached inside my shorts to get a better grip on
my cock.  "What do you like, Tom?", said Brian as he continued pumping. 
"The raspberry was pretty good.", I replied.  "No", Brian responded, pausing
a moment to shove a box of tapes my way.  "I meant what kind of videos are
you into?"  "Just about anything.  How about something with a little
excitement.", I replied.  Steve Picked out a tape and tossed it to Brian.

As Brian popped the tape in, Steve nudged me into the room making as much
body contact as possible along the way.  "How about a little test?", he said
as he pulled a couple of boxes of stuff out of the closet.  "We want to see
what makes you hard and keeps you hard."  "You can watch the video, but you
aren't allowed to touch yourself."  "That means you won't be allowed to J/O
or otherwise physically stimulate yourself."  Sounds a little dull, I
thought, but so far these guys have been anything but dull.  "Okay", I said,
"Doesn't sound like a big deal."  "Great!", Steve said, as he pulled a
straight jacket out of one of the boxes, "And this will keep you from
cheating."

I knew it was pretty stupid to let a couple of strangers put me in a
straight jacket, but I thought if they were going to harm me they would have
done it sooner.  I held out my arms and Steve slipped the straight jacket on
  While Steve tightened the straps and buckles, Brian yanked down my shorts
  My meter stick was semi rigid at this point, wondering just what these
horny dudes really had in mind.  Brian gave me a little push backwards,
knocking me off balance.  It wasn't until that moment that I fully realized
how helpless I now was without the use of my arms.  I fell backward and
landed on the couch.  "Take a load off and enjoy the show.", Brian said, as
he started the video.  The video was pretty good.  Two of the most gorgeous
hunks were going at in ways I never imagined.  The real show however, was in
front of me on the floor.
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