Date: Sun, 8 Feb 2015 21:52:09 -0600
From: Z <saluki84@gmail.com>
Subject: Jonah Got My Fix Part 2

Disclaimer: The following contains explicit scenes of male sex and a
variety of consensual activities. It also features some scenes that are
explicitly fantasy and should not be attempted. This story may not be
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Jonah's Got My Fix Part 2
By: Z

The next three days I tried to forget about the pickup gone bad with Jonah.
My parents sent me some extra money to help me out. They were pretty
supportive of me having a great college experience and were doing OK so
sending me a couple hundred every now and then wasn't a big deal. They were
pretty happy with the grades I was bringing home.

The more I tried to forget about Jonah though, the more it weared on my
mind what I had done. I kept telling myself it was no big deal and chalked
it up to something fun to try but I was still into women. Every time I
thought about his big dick, I just smoked more.

My suitemates Max and Zeke teased me about becoming a real pothead, but
even they had to admit it was a good batch. They definitely made comments
about me hogging it though; but for some reason, I felt like I earned this
one more than if I had just bought it and insisted one of them cover the
next one. They objected the first two days but over time they decided they
wanted to get more of this brand.

On the third day in my history lecture was when I got hit with the first
text from. I had forgotten to turn off my smartphone and got a "you're a
dick," glare from the professor. I sheepishly reached into my tight jeans,
retrieved my phone and switched off the sound. During the process, I
glanced at the screen and saw it was a picture message. The preview image
was smaller but to anyone who was looking it would have been evident. Jonah
sent me a pick of me choking on his fat dick while looking right at the
camera.

My face turned a deep shade of red and I sank low in my desk chair. I
couldn't believe it. I felt like such an idiot. I noticed my cock was rock
hard though. Something about the pic really turned me on.

After class I raced into the quad and sat by a bench where I was pretty
confident no one would sneak a look at the picture. I opened up my phone to
a series of new texts.

What's new Natey?

Still liking that stuff you got?

Hungry for some meat still?

Haha.

Hope you like the pic. Check out this link when you get a chance...

He followed with a link to a page on redtube, a site where you can post
amateur videos. I had checked out the straight and bi section a few times.
People do some pretty interesting stuff on there. This one was in the gay
section and it was a video of me sucking him off and wearing that freaky
humbler device. Just seeing the thing again made my balls ache.

I sat there in a cold sweat. This video was out there? It was public? Why
the fuck would he do that? I read through the brief video explanation. It
didn't identify me specifically. It just said, `This is what happens to
bitches that don't pay up. They earn it.' The account Jonah posted under
didn't reveal him specifically either. I shamefully looked through it. He
didn't just have videos of me posted on there.

There was one where he was railing two chicks at once. Both girls seemed to
be really enjoying themselves and the speakers on my phone were pretty damn
good. So I put in my earphones so no one would hear. It immediately
immersed me into the scene. Jonah took turns fucking the each girl, who
were constantly making out with eachother and touching each other's tits. I
couldn't help but look at Jonah, with a satisfied grin on his face as each
time he withdrew his huge dick the girl whined.

Another video started with him yelling at some guy. Calling him a faggot
and telling him to stay on his knees where he belonged. The man was dressed
in a dress shirt, tie and nice slacks. He looked like he was in his mid
thirties, he was a smaller guy but all in all not a bad looking dude. Jonah
then adjusted the camera view to so it focused on a naked thirty year old
woman on the bed. It took me a while to recognize her, but she was a
teacher at my university. I think she was in the English department. Not a
bad looker either.

She laid on the bed provocatively and was impatiently whining in a very
sexy voice. Jonah told her to, "hold her fucking horses," as he entered the
frame completely naked. For a pothead, the dude was jacked. I guess he must
not have much else to do besides workout. I couldn't help but admire his
strong, bubble ass and remembered how surprisingly good it tasted.

Jonah turned and pointed to the guy off camera and yelled, "I want you to
watch this bitch. I'm gonna fuck your wife, and you're going to watch every
second of it. Then you can clean my dick when I'm done."

For some reason, I found this video more hot than the one with the two
girls and started to seek out ones that specifically featured other guys.

I replied to Jonah that I was good on stuff for now and raced back to the
dorm. I blew off my speech communications class. It was a bullshit gen-ed
and I was too horny to concentrate anyways.

I got back to the dorms and noticed Jonah had replied, "Suit yourself man,
hit me up later."

I felt a little better that me and Jonah could probably just move past
this. Sparked up some weed and started smoking out the window. I used a
scented candle to cover up the smell and frequently lysoled the place so I
could hide it as best as I could.

After I finished the bowl, I was even more horny than before. I decided to
check back to Jonah's account. He had a few more videos of him using dudes
on there. A couple were more of the professor and her husband. The last one
was of him fucking some Asian kid while his buddy videotaped it. The kid
was clearly enjoying himself as Jonah railed his big dick into him. He was
moaning louder than the two women in the first video combined. I had to
admit it was hot, and started jacking my dick.

I must have watched the video a bunch of times. Soon I glanced over at the
counter next to the video. This one had 867 views. That reminded me about
the video he had posted of me. I panicked and clicked over. It was posted
the day he recorded it, and it already had over a thousand views. I
couldn't believe it.

As I watched it again, I thought of everyone who had the potential to see
it: my teachers, my friends, my parents. I had to get it off of there!

I decided to play it cool and text Jonah, "Hey man, I checked out the video
and you actually do pretty good camera work. Some of your other videos are
pretty fucking hot I got to admit. Would you mind taking mine down though?"

I didn't have to wait more than a couple of minutes before I got a reply,
"Hey dude. Glad you liked it. I'm sure we can come to an arrangement. I hit
back at your roommates that you can pick up the stuff again cause you're my
boy and I trust you. Come on by."

I shuddered. I wasn't his boy. I didn't want to go back over there. It was
a one-time thing and I was having none of it. But it was in my best
interests to get that video down from there. I considered just contacting
the website, but that would definitely ruin the weed hookup I had.

In the end I texted back, "That's cool, I'll be over in a few," got
squeezed my hard dick into some tight boxer briefs, threw on my jeans and
headed out the door.

As I buzzed his door, again I didn't have to wait long before I heard him
at the voice box, "That you Natey?" he said in a friendly voice.

"Uuuh...yea Jonah," I replied, not sure of how this was going to go.

"Come on up, dude. I'll buzz you in," he said.

A few moments later his apartment door unlocked with a loud buzz, and I was
headed back down the hallway. He let me right in, wearing only some baggy
cargo shorts. His muscular, hairy chest and six pack abs were on full
display.

"Hey Jonah, how you been?" I asked.

"Hey man, get your ass in here," he said warmly, "I been pretty good. Just
hanging out, making that money."

"Cool, cool," I said as I glanced around the room. Everything seemed pretty
much back to normal. There were bags of weed everywhere, tons of air
fresheners, and Jonah's typical stoner/surfer décor. He had some loud
reggae music playing in his room.

I glanced back and he was already wrapping up a big bag of weed for me.

"Man, I'm not sure I can afford that much," I said.

Jonah looked up, flashed his perfect smile and said, "It's cool man. I feel
bad about putting that video up there. So I thought up an arrangement we
can make. Either way, you get another bag of weed cause it was kind of a
dick move. Sound good?"

Jonah was very confident that I'd be OK with this, and I was. Another free
bag of weed sounded pretty good to me. I just wondered what specific
arrangement he had in mind.

"Sure man. Thank you! Uhhh...wh-what type of arrangement were you thinking
of?"

Jonah smiled and leaned over, highlighting the definition of the sides of
his torso. This dude was a masterpiece. He made me feel completely
inadequate physically. He opened a drawer and brought out coils of brown
rope. I looked at him confused.

"You did such an awesome job last time helping me test out that other
thing. I know exactly what to do with it now," he said, "but I think it
freaked you out a little bit."

"Yeah," I agreed, "It just surprised me a lot."

"No worries, bro," Jonah replied, "This way you'll know exactly what I'm
going to do. This is some hemp rope. Pretty cool huh? So I've been having
lots of sex lately as you can see. I'm on a bit of a hot streak and can get
it whenever I want. It's given me a lot of control, and I like it. It gets
me off. So I've been practicing my knots. I don't want to look like an
idiot when I tie a girl up. So I'd like to keep up my practice by doing it
on you. Sound good?"

I was taken aback. He wanted to tie me up? I'd never been tied up before.
I'd seen it a bunch obviously but never considered in combining sex and
being tied up. I decided to keep up the charade of playing it cool.

"I don't know man, I don't want to do any videos," I said softly.

Jonah smiled, "Nah man, no more videos unless you want to. We'll just keep
this inside this apartment, OK?"

I nervously laughed and nodded.

"Well, OK man. Doesn't sound too bad." I said.

"Cool dude. You mind stripping down again I gotta do this with you naked,"
he said in a hurried voice.

I thought for a second and figured, `what the hell.' I stripped out of my
shirt, briefs and jeans and sat on the rug.

"Come on, dude. Stand up," he said, his tone changing into more impatient.

I quickly obeyed. I have to admit, standing naked in front of him my dick
was hard again. He just had this presence that was so intense, I couldn't
explain it. He started winding the rope between his hands. Soon, he was
wrapping coils of rope all over my body. It was a bit rough but I didn't
mind too much. It was kind of sexy. The ropes got tighter and tighter. He
tied my wrists together behind my back, wound the ropes around my arms,
under my pits, across my chest and even tightly up my butt crack. The more
he worked the more restricted my movements became. I did start to realize
as he worked, he obviously wasn't an amateur at this. Also, I found I liked
being tied up.

Once I could barely move the upper half of my body, he started wrapping
another cord of rope around my cock and balls. The tighter it got, the more
my balls churned and cock throbbed. I let out a soft moan as he tied it off.

"Yea, feels good doesn't it?" Jonah asked.

"Yea, Jonah..." I said, my voice trailing off.

Jonah helped me to the coffee table and laid me on my stomach. He wrapped
more coils of rope around my ankles and tied them to my thighs so I was
spread out like a turkey. He took a step back and grinned.

"Can you get out dude?" he asked, going over and pulling a packed bowl out
of his drawer.

I struggled against the ropes. I bobbed my body back and forth and pulled
at my wrists and ankles. Besides moving a bit on the table and causing some
discomfort on my balls, I got nowhere. I looked up to see a big packed bowl
in my face.

"Here dude. Smoke up. You're not going anywhere," Jonah grinned and sparked
up the bowl. I obediently inhaled.

He helped me smoke the entire thing. I was stoned when I got there. Now, I
was fully on gone. My mind was a euphoric fog. I slowly glanced all around
the room. Jonah was watching me, studying me. Again, I tried to pull at my
restraints. It felt great to struggle against the ropes for some reason,
and Jonah seemed to really enjoy it. He leaned over to check the ropes and
his stiff hard cock brushed up against my face through his shorts.

"Damn dude. You're big cock is hard as hell again," I half joked.

Jonah looked surprised, then smiled, "Yeah I guess it is boy."

He slowly stripped out of his cargo shorts, again wearing nothing
underneath. His 9'' dick was again free, the head glistening in precum and
demanding all of my attention. In my stoned state, I could only focus on it
as it bobbed around in the free air.

"I think we should discuss something here, Natey," Jonah said, "I can tell
you enjoy this. So I think we should keep going. Let's see what else we can
do."

Jonah walked over to a small box and pulled out an odd black, rubbery
thing.

"This is a butt plug dude," Jonah explained as he lubed it up, "It a medium
sized one, I think you'll like it. And don't worry, the little rope harness
I tied on you will keep it in so you don't disobey."

Now I was getting worried. He was planning on sticking that thing in my
ass. I decided this was going too far, no matter how hard my dick was. I
opened my mouth to object but he picked up my briefs and jammed them in
there.

"Don't even pretend faggot!" He yelled out, scaring me to death, "this IS
going up your tight little butt, we're going to train it good tonight."

Suddenly I felt his lubey fingers slide around my smooth ass crack and
invade my hole. It indeed felt tight. He pushed it in and out and in and
out. The pressure felt awkward at first, but I couldn't deny the response
in my dick. It was leaking precum all over his coffee table.

"Mmfff," I moaned into my own briefs, which I had worn and reworn over the
week.

"yeaaa now we're getting somewhere boy!" Jonah yelled out and gave me
asscheeks a couple hard smacks.

I spit out the gag and yelled, "Ahhh! Fuck dude," but he kept on spanking
my ass cheeks.

"Come on man! AHhh! I thought we were even," I cried out.

Jonah snickered and re-positioned me on my back, face up. He towered over
me, looking more powerful than ever in my extremely exposed position.

"Even? You think that made us even?" Jonah asked in a commanding tone, "You
will never be even with me faggot. And maybe this view will better
illustrate that."

Next, Jonah turned around, spread his asscheeks, and sat on my face. The
familiar musky aroma invaded my nostrils and mouth and I was again
transported into a place of lustful ecstasy. The sweaty stench of Jonah's
ass filled his nostrils with every breath he took.

"Man, sitting on your faggot face keeps you quiet doesn't it slut," I heard
him say. I tried to mumble a comeback, but I just tasted his ass.

He started grinding his hairy cheeks against my face. There was nothing I
could do to stop him tied the way I was. So I sat there, silently savoring
the smell and trying my best to object that I liked it, despite my
extremely hard dick.

"Fuck yea," he went on, "nothing better than grinding my manly ass on a
faggot's face. Nothing you can do about it either. So sit back while I
listen to my tunes.

He listened to his music play for what had to be almost a half and hour
while he kept my face buried deep in his ass. Every time I opened my mouth
to object, my tongue got more and more of his ass taste, and by the time he
stood up, I was submissively licking it.

"That's much better faggot. I think we got an understanding now." Jonah
complimented before flipping me over again and exposing my ass.

He didn't waste any time, he worked the lubed up buttplug right into my ass
until it locked into place. The pressure was intense. I did my best to
dislodge it, but the ropes up my ass crack held it snugly in place. Soon,
my breathing relax, and my ass began to accept its new occupant.

"There we go, Natey," Jonah said.

"Fuck man, it's in there so fucking tight. Please man, can I get some..." I
started to beg, but Jonah held his strong hands to my mouth.

"First rule, bitch, no talking unless I give you permission," Jonah said
with a sadistic laugh.

"Come on, man. I did what you said," I begged again.

Jonah looked pissed. He rose to his feet and went to retrieve a frat paddle
that was hanging up on the wall.

"One of my bitches begged me to paddle her cause her little frat boyfriend
was too much of a pussy to. So I kept this around just in case any of my
bitches misbehave," Jonah explained, "10 should do the trick to make sure
you are an obedient boy."

"Fuck man! I'm sorry. I'll be quiet I swear!" I pleaded with him.

He picked up my briefs and again shoved them into my mouth, "You just don't
learn, do you Natey?"

The taste of my tight rank briefs and my ass sweat again permeated my taste
buds. It wasn't nearly as good as Jonah's but it still turned me on.

"If you spit that out, I double the amount of paddles. So I'd keep that in
like a good slut," Jonah said.

I nodded obediently, not wanting to upset him further. I was hoping I could
get out of this, get my video off of his redtube, get my stuff and leave. I
felt him caress my asscheeks with the paddle. He started off so gentle, but
then I felt a quick rush of air, heard a loud SMACK and felt a sharp
stinging pain in my ass cheeks.

"that's one faggot. Got 9 more coming," Jonah laughed.

The sting radiated all over my body as I moaned into the wadded up briefs.
I clenched my tight ass around the butt plug and hoped this would go quick.
Another sharp blow landed on me, then another, then another.

"6 more to go bitch. Work that plug in your ass," Jonah shouted as he
landed another hard blow.

Five, six, seven – my ass was on fire. I squirmed in my bonds and pulled at
my restraints. I was completely under Jonah's control. The most
embarrassing thing was that my tied up dick was rock hard the whole time. I
focused on keeping the gag in my mouth as he rained down two more blows on
my cheeks.

"Last one faggot, it's a shame you don't want video of this. But unlike
your bitch-ass I'm a man of my...WORD!" Jonah said as he slammed the last
blow square across my cheeks.

I sobbed and moaned into my gag, but I was still hard. It was nice that the
ordeal was over though. I felt Jonah glide his hands over my hot red ass.
He was gentle, so it didn't sting too bad.

"Man slut, I can feel the heat coming off those smooth ass cheeks of yours.
Alright, time to see if that butt plug did its job," Jonah said.

I heard a loud rip of duct tape as Jonah started wrapping tape over my
mouth and around my head, sealing my gag in place.

"MMMppphhh!" I pleaded and moaned into the gag.

"Shut up, bitch," Jonah replied and swatted my ass with his palm. This
wouldn't have been a big deal had I not been paddled.

Once I was taped up and effectively silent. Jonah wrapped his big strong
arms around my tied up body and lifted me into the air. He carried me
towards the back of his apartment into his bedroom. It was dark in there
and the reggae music was blaring. I had never been back in Jonah's room
before, so I had no idea what to expect. If I had 1000 guesses, I probably
wouldn't have come up with what I saw when he switched the light on.

Two guys were tied up naked exactly like I was. The only difference in
their bindings is that Jonah had tied the two together on one side. They
were sprawled out on their stomachs, one of each of their thighs tied
together, and one of each of their elbows tied together. The guy on the
left was a bit chubby, his fat plump hairy ass and legs on display. He
pulled against his ropes and mumbled incoherent things into his gag. I had
no idea what he was trying to say. The other guy right next to him was
struggling too, he was way skinny, but toned, probably 140 lbs. As Jonah
held me so I could get a good look at my fellow captives, I realized it was
my suitemates, Max and Zeke.

Max was the guy on the left, I recognized the tattoo of our university
mascot on his right shoulder blade. Zeke was tied up naked right next to
him. Jonah unceremoniously dropped me on the bed and pushed me right up
against Zeke, tying my left elbow and thigh to his left elbow and thigh. We
were now together, tied in a naked chain of college boys.

Jonah stepped back and again admired his work. He even took his camera out
and took a few pictures. I glanced over at my shocked friends' gagged
faces, acknowledging that we were in for it.

"Looks like you boys got in a bit over your head," Jonah said, "That's OK
though. I think we can help each other out."

Max fought hard in his ropes and cursed into his gag. Tied the way we were,
Jonah could leave us here and we'd be going nowhere. He would have to untie
us.

Jonah responded to Max's curses by spanking my his ass over and over until
he was crying into his gag.

"That's better," Jonah said, "Now as I was saying. You boys love weed so
much, I'm going to let you keep trying out my new strain. You see the stuff
you've been smoking the past couple days is special. It's not for men like
me. The phenotype has a special additive that allows it to access your
submissive sides. It enhances those feelings and brings them to the
surface. In effect, it makes you into permanent fag bitches. That's why it
was so easy to talk you into this shit."

Now we were all cursing and fighting our bonds. A few more blows to all of
our asses shut us up again. We sat their fuming as Jonah went on explaining
the effects of what he called, `fag weed.'

"You see boys, fag weed has some other helpful side effects besides just
making you submissive. As you can probably assume, all you bitches have
particular things your subservient side craves. I already figured out your
friend Nate here is an asseating dirty slut, and I'll figure out what makes
the rest of your little cocklets drip soon enough," Jonah said in a truly
domineering voice.

The realization that it was too late to turn back now was dawning on me, as
was the fact that Jonah had just outed my service to him to my friends. I
could barely look at them now, my ass stinging from the paddle and my face
beat red from the humiliation.

"But for now faggots I got a special game for you," Jonah continued, "All
of you are getting your little butt holes stretched by some butt plugs I
bought from your drug money. By now you should be ready for my massive dick
to open up the rest of your holes. So I'll make you sluts a deal. Each of
you will get five minute turns with my big dick stuffed up your holes.
After the five minutes I switch to the next whole. Winner gets to my load
in their ass, the privilege of cleaning off the cum and all your combined
ass juices off my cock, plus an extra bag of fag weed. Let's get started."

We all pulled on our ropes but still got nowhere. Jonah had tied us up too
tightly and too well, and now he was going to use us like some human slut
chain.

"Let's start with you Maxxy," Jonah laughed as Max mumbled into his gag
that was also tightly taped in.

I laid their motionless, and listened to the loud moaning and groaning as
Jonah used his lube glazed fingers to fish out the butt plug that was also
in Max's ass.

"Damn chubby cheeks," Jonah said, "You're faggot ass didn't wanna let that
plug go. I hope it grips my dick just as well."

Zeke and I listened closely as Jonah slowly shoved his fat cockhead into
Max's asshole. Max pleaded and begged into his gag but it was no use. Soon
Jonah was balls deep in him.

"Counter starts...NOW!" Jonah said as he hit the stopwatch on his phone and
set it on Zeke's slender, tan back.

Jonah began slowly fucking Max in and out as Max wriggled and tried to get
free to no avail. Once the five minutes were done, Jonah withdrew from
Max's hole, leaving him breathing deep, relieved to not have to accommodate
the huge dick anymore.

"Your turn Zekey boy," Jonah announced.

Zeke started trembling and pleading into his gag. His small frame wasn't
exactly used to taking big cock. Jonah didn't care. He removed the butt
plug and shoved his cock in and started the timer. After five minutes, he
was just as much of a docile shell as Max was. Unluckily for me, Jonah had
still not yet cum.

"Last but not least, my ass eating faggot, Nate," Jonah said laughing as he
fingered my butt and removed the butt plug.

I braced myself for the inevitable. Soon I felt his cock pressing firmly
against my hole. It pressed harder and harder, like it was drilling into
me. After some force, it squeezed in and felt like it was splitting me in
two. More and more of the dick entered my body until I felt his big bull
balls resting on my ass.

"Ready boy? NOW!" Jonah said as he began fucking.

Jonah did not cum in my first five minutes either. Nor did he cum the
second round or the third. He kept taking pictures of us tied up with his
dick buried in our asses. On the fourth round of Zeke, I could tell by
Jonah's breathing and moaning he was getting close.

The five minutes buzzed, and soon Jonah's dick was buried in my ass. I
tried my best to get him off by squeezing my ass on his dick. It rammed in
and out and in and out, but after the five minutes, Jonah again withdrew.
As he pulled out his dick and prepared to fuck Max, he slapped me on the
side of the face to further show how much power he had over us.

About two minutes into Max, Jonah started moaning loud. He picked up the
pace. Max was squeeling like a pig in heat and Jonah was really getting
into it.

"Ooooh fuck! OOOoh fuck!" Jonah yelled out, "I'm cummmmminnnnng!"

Jonah buried his dick deep into my buddy Max's ass as he filled the boy's
anal cavity with thick hot cum. Max's face was a mix of pleasure and
humiliation. Not one to waste a perfect moment, Jonah snapped a picture of
it before he withdrew his dick and started unwrapping the tape on Max's
face. Once the last bit was free, taking with it some of Max's thick black
curly hair, Max spit out the gag.

"Fuck you man! I ain't doing anything else you mother fuc..." Max yelled out.

He was interrupted by Jonah shoving his fat dick into his mouth,
effectively silencing and gagging him.

"Clean it Maxxy," Jonah ordered, snapping a picture of Max gagging on his
dick, "I've got all the evidence I need to send to your buddies at what a
faggot you are. I could post this shit on the internet, in your dorms, fuck
even in the lecture halls. So be a good little slut and lick up your
Master's cum."

Once Max had obediently cleaned off Jonah's dick of his cum and all of our
combined asses. He thanked Jonah and was instantly regagged.

"Got a little present for you boys," Jonah announced brining over a tablet
and sitting on the bed in front of us where we could all see his superior,
masculine form.

Jonah flipped the screen on and opened up an internet browser. He went to
what looked like some weird dating website, but specifically for gay guys.
He scrolled through and we all had profile on there that he had set up.
Max, Zeke and I stared in horror as he went through all of the stuff we
were willing to do for a generous party. Our profiles were filled with
pictures of our naked bodies gagging on dick or getting it buried into our
asses (he uploaded photos as he showed us).

Jonah controlled the passwords for our accounts and he said if we wanted
them down we would have to serve him and follow his orders exactly.


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