From: MarkLando@aol.com
Subject: Story: My First (m/m, bondage, etc.)
Date: Fri, 04 Jul 1997 18:08:19 GMT
Organization: Pulp Fiction Inc

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DISCLAIMER:
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WARNING .. This story contains graphic descriptions of brutality,
humiliation, degradation, watersports and other sexual perversions. If you
find any of this offensive, STOP READING NOW. It is not intended for those
who are under-age or easily offended, nor is it intended as a recommendation
about how anyone else should live their life. 
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MY FIRST

CHAPTER ONE

We found ourselves down in the woods behind my parents house along the creek
that runs behind the entire neighborhood. I was really looking forward to
this. My cousin Gary had come down from New York to stay with me for the
summer. My parents were at our summer house and had agreed to let Gary, who
was 2 years older than I was, stay with me while they were gone. Even though
I was 18 they still felt better having someone they trusted to look after me.
Little did they know.

I always suspected Gary felt the same way about me that I felt about him. We
just haven't done anything to prove it yet. With any luck, all that would
change this week. I took him down to the creek because I said it was really
peaceful and we could have some fun. "What fun," he asked. With a slight
smirk, I told him he would see and that he wouldn't be disappointed.

As we were walking along the creek, we started making small talk. I sat us
down near a break in the creek where it split off to go further north. I
don't even remember what we were talking about. I just kept staring into
those deep blue eyes. It had been a while since we last seen each other but
he was clearly retaining those good looks that run in his family. I could
also see that he had started working out and it was paying off in the form of
tight, well defined but not overly done muscles.

While sitting there, we started to move closer, like those kissing scenes you
see in the movies. A noise behind Gary interrupted the quiet of the woods. As
Gary turned around, I peered around his side and had to blink twice to make
sure I wasn't seeing things. There, standing about 50 feet away, was what
looked like a throw back to the sixties. He was dressed in some kind of
tie-dyed shirt and had long brown hair, past his shoulders. The most unique
thing about him was his lack of pants and the fact that he was furiously
masturbating.

He hadn't seen us yet. The one thing I knew about Gary was he was a bigger
voyeur than I was. We looked at each other and correctly read the other's
mind. We quietly moved from our position and up around the side of the creek
to watch him. He was just walking along the path like it was the most natural
thing in the world. We followed him down a path, further into the woods. Gary
mentioned he was a little nervous but since I was more familiar with the
area, I reassured him. We finally came to a cabin that was nestled in a hill.
The cabin was actually quite nice looking and did not fit with the
surroundings. As he went into the house, we went around back to peak in a
window.

That's when we saw them. Before we could turn around and run, they were on
us. I couldn't believe how fast they moved. I was knocked down and
immediately my hands were pulled behind my back and tied together. Before I
could react, duct tape was placed over my mouth. As I was lying face down on
the ground, my legs were next to be bound tightly together. I looked over to
Gary. I could see he was getting his hands and feet bound with those plastic
ties used to bind cords together. Police now use them instead of hand cuffs.
His mouth also tape shut.

At first, I felt like a complete jerk. Then I got nervous. Nobody knew were
we were. And who knows what these lunatics were going to do with us. We were
both expertly bound and gagged and we had no way of going for help or
defending ourselves. We were both picked up off the ground and slung over
their shoulders like a sack of potatoes and carried into the house. I got
really nervous when I heard the guy carrying Gary yell out, "Looks like we
caught two more!"


MY FIRST

Chapter Two

We were brought into the house in total humiliation. Bound, gagged and
on the shoulders of these two brutes. I started to sweat thinking
about what might await us here. We were totally helpless and I could
not imagine a way to escape this. Once in the house, they went
directly to the back through the kitchen and then down a set of dark
stairs. I was so scared I didn't even have time to worry if they could
negotiate down the flight without tripping. Once down there, someone
turned on the light and we could see the place that would be our home
for the next 24 hours.

The room was rather large with a pair of beds in one corner and a
tiled area, complete with a drain at the other. While the walls were
dark the room was brightly lit. I swallowed hard as I realized the
cameras and movie lights that were scattered in various parts of the
room. I also saw the guy who turned on the light. He looked very happy
to see us.

We were each tossed on a bed. The guy carrying me must have see my
fright because he said, "Don't worry we are going to have a little fun
with you and then turn you loose unharmed." He did have a warm quality
to his voice but still given my situation, I was not that reassured.
As I was facing my captures, I finally had a good look. They were not
bad looking guys. In fact under other circumstances, I probably would
have found them quite attractive. They had medium builds like they
worked out regularly (probably chasing and carrying around guys like
us). Two of them had dark hair while the third was sandy blond.

I was shaken from my dreamy review of these guys when blondy said, "I
think we are going to have more fun with you two, than any other
stupid kids to come down to these parts. Just wait until I get into
those pants of yours." I couldn't see Gary's reaction because my back
was to him but I can imagine he was jolted by this statement. With
that, they stood me up and the two with dark hair began tearing at my
clothes. They each grabbed a side of my shirt and ripped it down the
middle, tearing it to shreds, literally disintegrating it. My jeans
were a little more difficult so they used a pair of cutting shears to
get it started. With that also came my underwear, shoes and socks.
Other than my restraints, I was completely naked.

Then one picked me up while the other brought my hands under my butt
and around to my front so at least I didn't look like a criminal with
my hands tied around my back. Now they were tied around my front and
allowed me to balance myself a little better. Unfortunately, that is
not what they had in mind. They dragged me over to the wall and
brought my hands up over my head as they were lowering a hook
suspended from the ceiling.

Once attached, they started on Gary. I thought I was actually taking
this rather well. He on the other hand was not. I could hear Gary
struggling and crying on the other side of the room. From what I
remember, it was awful. One guys was holding him while another was
ripping his clothes from his body. The third was taking off his shoes
and then his pants. In a matter of seconds he had been stripped
completely naked. Even though there was a lot going on, I still had my
wits about me to take a good look at Gary.

Gary had a great body. He was shorter than I was but had started
working out about two years ago. His body had a lot of areas where he
was growing hair. He had a dusting of hair on his chest, arms and
legs. He had the usual patch of hair around his cock and balls but it
looked shorter than what might have been considered normal. His cock
while limp, was thick. I was looking forward to seeing it hard. I
realized I would get this opportunity at some point.

They dragged him over, bringing his hands around to his front and
attached him to the same hook. His front was facing my back. I could
feel his cock working its way into the crack of my ass. I thought it
was a little strange that he was not trying to move away like I would
have expected. Then I realized he was actually hanging from the hook.
The hook was suspended high enough off the ceiling so I was literally
standing on my tip toes. Gary, being a bit shorter than I, couldn't
touch the ground. Of course they realized this because they started to
laugh. What was even funnier, is with all that was going on, I could
feel Gary's cock starting to get hard. This of course got me more
excited and the more I tried to ignore it the harder we both got.

As they were looking and laughing at us, they were having a discussion
I really didn't understand. It was a debate about whether or not to
get us clean or if they should first "loosen" us up before the nights
festivities. They looked back at us and silently nodded to each other.
By now I was beginning to realize there was nothing we could do with
our situation and with any luck, we would leave at some point without
being severely harmed. But I was excitedly curious and wanted to know
what was going to happen next.

The two with dark hair when around the corner of the room and dragged
something over to the tiled area. The blond ripped the duct tape off
Gary's mouth and replaced it with another gag. He did the same to me
and I finally had a chance to breath. Before I could catch my breath
or ask any questions, he slipped something in my mouth and tied it
around the back of my head. It was one of those plastic gags you see
in magazines except the front of it looked like it could be removed
which he then did. This allowed me to breath easier but the inside was
shaped in such a way that the roof of my mouth pressed against it.
This prevented me from making any sounds other than the occasional
grunt or heavy breathing.

Meanwhile, the other two were taking a cover off the thing they were
dragging and I could see it was some sort of a chair. As they started
to turn on some lights, I could see it was no ordinary chair. Not only
was it placed on the floor in a weird position, but it seemed to have
some kind of a dildo in the middle of the seat. I found I had guessed
right when one of them started to lubricate it. I couldn't even guess
what the purpose of this next exercise would be. Fortunately, I didn't
have to wait very long to get my answer.

It would be Gary who would find out first. The two of them walked over
to us and pressed a button to lower the hook just enough to detach
Gary and then raised it again. I was thankful for the few second
reprieve. My wrists were starting to hurt. They carried Gary over to
the chair and started to carefully line up Gary's asshole with the
dildo. You could just see the shock and humiliation, not to mention
the pain, in Gary's eyes. They were very gentle with him for after a
few second I even thought I saw a trace of pleasure. The most amazing
thing to me was the fact he had a raging hard on. The fact they were
greasing it up didn't help him.

They cut the ties on his hands and feet and locked him into the chair.
Except for the dildo up his ass, he looked like a prisoner in an
electric chair. Then they placed some wires on his tits and one on his
forehead. All this was giving me a raging hard-on. A fact that did not
go unnoticed by this assholes. They walked away from him and over to
me. Lowering the hook, they dragged me over to the chair. On closer
inspection I could see this chair had some interesting features. They
cut the bindings on my feet and picked me up and placed me on Gary. My
legs were placed around his mid section and through the chair. His
cock slid right up my ass. The pain in my virgin hole was incredible.
On the other side, my feet were tightly bound again.

I was now straddling Gary's body and facing him. I couldn't believe
this was happening. There were so many emotions I was feeling
including pain, humiliation, fear. 

Then they placed some kind of device on my hard cock. It was some kind
of a tube that felt really good going down. It had a wire coming out
of the top that went down and around the back of the chair. Then they
brought my arms up over Gary's head and around his back. There was a
hook on the back of the chair which they used so our bodies where
bound tightly together. This held the tube over my dick in place. In
fact, neither of us could really move. Then they placed the same wires
on my tits and forehead. As they did this, I could feel a slight
tingling coursing through my body. It was a very weird sensation.

To be really honest with myself, I really wasn't hating this so much.
I had always dreamed about getting fucked and the fact that Gary was
my first was an added bonus. I can't say Gary felt the same way.
However, Gary's dick up my ass felt incredible. 

We must have looked the pair because they really started laughing
again. Finally, blondy spoke: "You two kids are going to love this. We
have to prepare for tonight as well as get you two loosened up. This
will make you more susceptible to our activities at the party. Hey,
you might not even want to leave."

"The chair you are sitting on is no ordinary chair. It has a rocking
motor attached to the back that will gently rock you both. This will
cause you both to stroke your dicks involuntarily. However to make
things really interesting, there are sensors contained in the dildo
you are sitting on and other parts of your bodies. They are connected
to a computer downstairs that will monitor your vital functions and
will be able to tell when either one of you are close to cumming. When
the computer senses this, the chair will stop rocking and a small
electrical charge will be generated, killing your urge to cum. Of
course, this will be monitored on close circuit which we will later
sell to several video porno makers."

With that, they all walked out of the room laughing. I couldn't see
Gary because we were so tightly bound together, our heads were resting
on each others shoulder. I was about to start looking around the room
for a way to escape when the fun began. The chair started to lean back
as we both tightened our muscles in an attempt to hold on. Then it
rocked back to the floor. It started slowly at first but then
increased in rhythm. The feeling was incredible. Being young (or just
incredibly horny), I started to lose it in a matter of seconds. The
chair came to a halt and the tingling sensation grew more intense. I
must have passed out or something because the next thing I knew the
chair was rocking again. A few minutes later, it stopped and shocked
us again. It was a really indescribable feeling. I had absolutely no
control but to sit there and let this torture us.

After the first couple of shocks I started to lose my mind. We were
both dripping in sweat. I started to lose all sense of time. It could
have been hours or minutes, I had no idea. We were both sweating
profusely. The whole thing felt like a dream, slipping in and out of
consciousness. Every once in a while, I could sense someone coming
down the stairs to check on us. They would walk around the chair
checking to make sure we were still secure. A couple of times, I even
think someone ran their hands over our sweating bodies. It was scary
because of my state of mind, it really felt like a dream.

Then the chair started rocking faster. I felt like I was going to go
crazy. Then I could feel Gary getting more excited. Then a warm
sensation filled my asshole and I realized Gary was cumming. Emptying
his love juice deep in my bowels. The thought of this started me down
the point of no return. I started pumping my cum as hard as I could
into that tube in what had to be the greatest orgasm of my young life.
After that, the chair stopped moving and both Gary and I passed out.


MY FIRST

CHAPTER THREE

I was in a perfectly content state and I felt great. My body was warm and
tingling all over. It was almost like a dream and unfortunately, it was. A
soft, tingling sensation in my ass started to bring me out of my dream. Then
it turned into a somewhat uncomfortable feeling. I was now awake and did not
have those same feelings I had just moments ago. I was back in a basement
with my body under full assault.

It took me a while to orient myself back to reality. Once I began to fully
interpret the signals my eyes and body were sending my brain, I wished I
hadn't. I must not have passed out after our "ride" on the chair. Being a
light sleeper, I was in a position that would have awakened me out of one of
my deepest sleeps.

I was sitting in a semi-upright position on what looked like one of those
slings found in hard-core porno movies. The sling was suspended from the
ceiling by four ropes each connected to a pulley that looked like it could be
raise or lowered. I think this might explain why I didn't see this when we
were first brought into the room.

I found I could not move my hands or feet. Each arm had a thick leather wrist
strap attached to a hook on the sling's rope. My legs had similar leather
straps but were attached to the ropes on the other side of the sling. In
essences, I was spread eagle. I had a leather belt that went around my waist
and the sling.

The next thing I noticed was some kind of a condom on my cock that had a
small tube attached to the end. I started to follow the tube up one rope and
across to another suspended from the ceiling ... that is when I saw Gary. I
couldn't believe my eyes. He was lying down directly across from me in a
similar sling. We were facing each other, cheek to cheek except he was lying
down while I was sitting slightly upright. The two guys with dark hair were
huddled over him so I couldn't see yet where the tube led. They had his legs
up in a position similar to mine but they hadn't tied up his arms yet. As my
eyes started to focus, I saw what they were doing. They were shaving him. One
of the guys had both legs completely covered with shaving cream and was
proceeding to shave both legs. They other guy looked like he was working from
the neck down. Then I looked down at my own body.

My fear was confirmed. I was completely shaved. I had little hair to begin
with but as I started to examine various parts, I didn't find a single hair.
Even in places you might not have gone to the trouble like my underarms,
cock, balls and arms. It was an interesting feeling and given the slight
breeze from the A/C I was getting over my body, my cock wasn't completely
limp. Then the one guy moved out of the way and I could see that Gary was
still asleep or passed out is more like it. The top part of his body that
used to have a nice dusting of hair was completely gone. Then to my horror I
saw where the tube led. From my cock, it went across the two slings and came
down the rope and into the plastic gag we were both wearing. 

The plastic gag Gary and I received earlier had a huge hole in the center
which I assumed allowed us to breath easier. Now we each had two tubes on
either side of the gag. One of Gary's tubes led back to my cock and I had one
from him. The other tube we both had led over to the wall to an innocent
looking jug. It looked like one of those jugs that sits on the top of an
office cooler and are typically filled with water. The substance in the jug
looked like water and for that part, I hoped I was correct.

I started to feel physically ill when the realization of this new situation
finally sank in. If either of us needed to piss, there was nothing we could
do but urinate into each other's mouth. I also realized the tube connecting
the water supply was slowly dripping into my mouth. I could see that my belly
was ever so slightly enlarged. If we didn't need to piss soon, they were
going to make sure we did. And guess what happens to a guy who starts to
think about pissing? Well, I was just going to have to hold it.

This was starting to get sick and I wasn't sure if I could not keep from
vomiting. They were finishing up with Gary and hosing him down to wash away
the remaining shaving cream. Then they attached his arms to the ropes and
raised the back side of the sling so he was sitting in a similar position as
me.

"Ah, you're awake," one of them said. It was the one with blond hair. With
that the others turned around and looked at me. "In anticipation of our
little party tonight, we are getting you both cleaned up and prepared. Don't
worry. We aren't going to do anything that will cause any permanent harm. We
are just going to need a little entertainment for our guests." With that they
all turned and continued with the preparations.

I could see now what must have awaken me from my sleep. They were greasing up
some sort of an anal probe. Then they greased up Gary's ass and inserted the
probe. It looked like it went pretty far up. Given the "loosening up" we
received earlier in the day, I wasn't surprised that it went in so easily.
Then one of them pressed something on the floor (which I couldn't see from my
vantage point) and inflated a plastic balloon that was wrapped around the
probe. I wasn't exactly sure what this was or how it was used but I could see
Gary's body jerk when the balloon inflated. Gary had a small red balloon
attached to his ass with a small tube protruding from it. It looked a little
ridiculous.

The blond guy said it was some sort of double "something." I didn't quite
catch what the device was called. He explained that basically it was a hollow
tube with two small balloon. One inflated inside his ass while the other
inflated outside. This essentially kept the tube in place when filling. So it
was an enema. What I didn't realize until then was I had one up my ass too.
It didn't hurt at all and for a while I wasn't sure it was really there. Then
he hooked up the end of the tube from Gary's ass with the end of the tube
from me. He hooked them to a T-connector and then to another tube that ran
toward the wall and into a facet.

Again, the worst thing about this was how helpless I felt. I could have been
a dog or some other animal to these guys. They didn't really seem to care.
They had their thing they were doing and I just had to sit there and take it.
I started to sweat as I prepared to receive another new experience. Before
they could do anything, I felt a warm liquid in my mouth. It started slowly
at first and then increased in pressure. As another one of their little
jokes, the tube that contained the water was set far back in my mouth so I
couldn't taste it and could barely tell it was there. The urine tube on the
other hand wasn't placed as far into my mouth. I could taste it as it went
down. And down it went. With the gag preventing me from closing my mouth and
the angle I was sitting in the sling, Gary's urine just glide down my throat
and it was all I could do to keep from vomiting.

It seemed to go on forever. I could see my belly expanding with Gary's urine
and the constant drip from the water. Gary on the other hand was still passed
out. I didn't know if I should be worried. To be honest, I thought he was the
lucky one. At least he didn't have to experience this humiliation. That's
when I decided to take my piss. I was struggling to hold it in and I thought
if he was still passed out, I wouldn't have to put him through the same
torture. It felt good to let it go. I could see the yellow piss making it's
way along the tube and into Gary's mouth. After few minutes, I was done.

What is weird is the excitement I felt having my piss inside Gary and the
thought of recycling our personal waste. I personally was grossed out by the
thought of drinking someone else's urine. But him drinking mine, that was a
completely different story. I was starting to contemplate these new found
feelings when I heard Gary let out a small groan.

That's when they woke him up. They shook him and then started to slap him
around a little. Finally, he began to show signs of life. It took him a while
to survey his situation and then the helplessness registered in his eyes. The
three of them chuckled to themselves and then split up. The blond and one of
the other guys went up stairs leaving the other with us. Then he turned to
the wall where the facet was and turned it on. Instantly, I felt a surge of
liquid entering my bowels. It rushed to fill every bit of my colon with warm
liquid. Gary's eyes practically bugged out of their sockets.

I started to get a little dizzy and he stopped the flow. He stooped down to
check the connections at both our asses and at the T-connection. He then said
we would have to hold it in for a while before we got another treatment. We
would require several to be sure we were really clean. Gary started to groan
a little and instantly the guy moved out of the way and behind Gary. I could
see Gary was really sweating. There were droplets at the lowest part of his
ass that was dripping on the floor. Then all of a sudden, Gary did something
I never would have expected. He threw up all over himself. To his credit, the
guy moved behind Gary and brought him forward a little to make sure he didn't
choke.

Well this was too much for me. The smell of vomit was the last straw to the
cramping in my stomach and the taste of urine. I too threw up which is
something I hate to do. Quickly the guy moved around to my back and leaned me
forward. We were both a mess. For a few seconds, he increased the water flow
in our mouths to both rinse away the vomit and to replace the liquid in our
stomachs. Then he took another hose and rinsed us both off and washed the
smell down the drain. It was really gross and only the beginning.

Finally, the guy asked if we wanted to release our bowels and we both
violently shook our heads as much as we could. He deflated the balloons at
the same time and then got out of the way quick. Now typically I am a
reasonably shy guy when it comes to taking a crap. But the severe pain in my
bowels cause me to lose all inhibitions I had before coming to this place. I
just let it fly, and fly it did. All the liquid and other materials contained
in my ass shot out and sprayed the void between us. Gary was covered in
liquid shit. He was in the same way because seconds later I got the same
treatment.

Gary was a better shot than I was because he actually got some in my mouth.
This caused me to promptly throw up again. I couldn't hold my piss any longer
and let that flow as well. Gary's look was priceless as he followed the
yellow liquid from my cock, along the tube and into his mouth, realizing what
the warm liquid sliding down his throat turned out to be. I just looked at
him helpless as he rolled his eyes back and took it all in. And then I threw
up again. We were hosed off and then had the anal probes reinserted and the
balloons expanded. We were filled up two or three more times. I finally lost
count. When it was all over, I was completely spent. My cock could not have
been more limp. Gary looked terrible. I started to worry because I didn't
think he was taking this so well and that he might be permanently
traumatized.

I was sweating non-stop and my arms were starting to hurt. We were given one
finally hose down with a little extra effort to make sure there wasn't any
lingering chunks. Finally, the other two came back down stairs and we were
taken down from our slings. They even took the gags from our faces but were
told very sternly that we were not to speak. Removing the gag was for our own
good but they would be replaced if we violated this rule. Given the pain of
keeping my mouth open, I was more than happy to comply.

We were told to sit on the edge of the bed and we each had a large collar
placed on our neck. This was to allow us some extra movement while they still
had control. With a quick movement, the two with dark hair leaped on Gary,
rolled him over and held him down so his butt was sticking in the air. He
struggled and started to say something when the blond guy took out a syringe
and stuck it in his butt. Within two seconds, Gary had stop struggling and
remained unmoving. Then they looked at me. With a shrug, I turned over and
stuck my butt in the air. It stung for a second and then everything went
black.


MY FIRST

CHAPTER FOUR

There was pain again. I looked up and all I saw was some guy's ass. It was
shaved completely smooth and for a second I was confused as to where I was.
Two guys were on me with one of them fucking my ass with all the intensity of
someone who hasn't seen sex in a month. It was hard to look around because of
the other guy's dick in my mouth. My arms were tied off to the bed and my
legs were up around my head. I could see my feet slipped into a rope that
went back toward the headboard and looped around a center post just above my
head. I could hear Gary's muffled cries for help and assumed the third guy
was working on him.

It seems they couldn't wait until tonight unless the party had already
started while we were passed out. Then a warm fluid filled my mouth and I
thought about how much I hate the taste of cum. However, given my position
and circumstances, I thought the prudent thing would be to swallow, so I did.
When the blond guy pulled his dick from my mouth he looked down and noticed a
small amount had dripped down my chin. He scooped it up and put it in my
mouth. The look on his face told me to swallow. The dark haired guy's face
was really intense and he looked like he was really enjoying my ass. I looked
over for a second and saw Gary. He was in the same position except they had
gagged and taped his mouth shut.

The guy on top of me grunted and tighten his jaw as he increased his stroke
in and out of me. Then he shot his load up my ass and collapsed on top of me.
He laid there for several minutes as he caught his breath. Finally, he pulled
his limp dick from my ass with a pop and said: "Kid, you have one tight ass.
You know that?" What was I supposed to do, thank him? I ignored him and
looked over to where Gary was supposed to be. I could see two of them leading
a very confused and sore little boy over to the other side of the room to
what might have been a bathroom.

Finally, I was brought over too and they took a chain and hooked the collar I
was wearing to a large hook on the wall. I could see the chain had enough
length to allow me to move around the room. We were told to get cleaned up
with a shower and what ever else we need to do. There were razors, soap,
shampoo, toothbrush, deodorant and other implements of the morning ritual.
They closed the door and left.

I finally had a chance to talk to Gary. He was actually smiling. I guess he
wasn't taking this as bad as I thought. He said it could be worst and if we
didn't get hurt in any way, he might even look back on this as a good
experience. Clearly, his main concern was with me. Being younger and assuming
I was straight, he worried about how I was doing emotionally. I said he had
nothing to worry about. He then gave me one of those sly grins and kissed me.
Not a long romantic kiss but one that showed his feeling but also conveyed
the need for speed. We had to figure out a way to escape before things got
too out of hand.

We quickly showered, cleaning every crack and crevice in our bodies. I still
had cum dripping out of my ass. So did Gary and we both started to laugh.
While it was not fun, it wasn't terrifying either. We had to think of an
escape plan. We had to figure out the set of circumstances that would present
themselves and our opportunity for freedom. It did not occur to us that they
would actually let us go after they were finished. We made a promise to be
ready to react to the other's actions if one of us should think of a viable
plan.

After we showered, we dried off, did our hair and Gary shaved. I even tried
it. Then we perfumed ourselves and stepped out of the bathroom to look for
our clothes. First, we couldn't get out of the door because the chains we
were linked to weren't long enough. It didn't really matter. We both knew
there weren't any clothes out there waiting for us. We were going to attend
the party in our birthday suits.

We were only talking for a few seconds when the two guys with dark hair came
into the bathroom and unhooked us from the wall. We were led into the
basement and told to sit on the bed. We could hear muffled voices coming from
the top of the stairs. Apparently, the party had already started.

"You have around your necks collars with special properties," one of them
started to say. "They are electronically linked to a remote control device
that will allow us to control your actions. You will be free to roam the
house but you will not be allowed to escape. If you do, or if you misbehave
in any way such as talking or denying a guest their pleasure, you will be
punished. We are going to leave the punishment to your imaginations"

"Or do either of you need a demonstration?" I said no. Instantly, I felt a
disorienting shock and fell into the arms of one of the guys. Gary had fallen
on the bed. "I guess I didn't make myself clear. You are not to talk under
any circumstances. Is that understood?" We both shook our heads yes.

We were instructed to go upstairs and start to serve drinks and food to the
guests. We were to do as we were told no matter what was asked of us. If we
were asked to come down here, we were to do so. After each "encounter," we
were to use the bathroom to get our selves cleaned up. There would be fresh
towels so we would be able to do this often.

With that we were led upstairs and introduced to the crowd. I was totally
embarrassed. Fortunately, I didn't have much time to think about it. I was
immediately led into the kitchen and handed a tray of food to pass around. I
wouldn't see Gary for quite a while. As I was heading for the kitchen, one of
the party goers took Gary, lifted him over his shoulders, and went back down
stairs. Two other guys followed them downstairs as some of the other guests
shouted words of encouragement. The pretty guys always get picked first.

I put the tray in front of me to try and cover as much of my body as I could.
There was something very arousing about being the only one naked. I started
walking around the party passing out food. It wasn't long before someone
tapped me on the shoulder and motioned for me to follow. He was a younger
guy, not much older than Gary. I put the tray on a table and followed him
under the knowing eyes of the other attendees. We went down the stairs and
straight to the bed. I looked over and saw Gary.

The three guys seemed to be filling every orifice of his body. They had tied
him down on his stomach but it wasn't very tight. There was just enough slack
in his bounds so one could fit under him while another was on top. It looked
like a sandwich. The one under him was forcing Gary to fuck him. The guy on
top was fucking Gary. Gary was sucking on the third guy in front of him. It
was a wild scene. 

I was thrown down on my stomach and immediately this guys started to bind my
hands behind my back. When they were secure, he started tying up my legs. But
he did it in such as way so my ass cheeks were spread apart as far as
possible. Then he tied my hands and feet together in a very uncomfortable
position. Then the gag. I heard Gary taking a shower in the other room. I was
kind of glad not to be seen like this. Then I thought how stupid that was
given the past couple of hours. This was nothing compared to what led up to
this party.

When I was completely bound, I started hearing a camera clicking and noticed
the flashes. Great someone was taking my picture. He stood back to let the
guy with the camera get a few good shots and undressed. Then he cut the rope
between my legs and hands so he could get at my ass. Thankfully he used
plenty of lubricant because I received the fucking of my young life. He had a
fairly huge cock, seven or eight inches I estimated. And he had stamina. He
lasted a good 20 to 30 minutes. All I could do is lay there and grunt. When
he was through filling my ass with his cum, I expected to get up and take a
shower. What I didn't realize was the line of four of five guys behind this
one. I don't know how long I was fucked. My ass was really sore.

Finally, one guy untied my feet and picked me up, cradling me in his arms.
Cum was dripping uncontrollably from my ass. He placed me on the floor
against the wall. Then a circle of guys started jerking off in my direction.
In a few minutes, I was covered with cum. It was in my hair, my face and all
over my body. And cum continued to drip from my ass. When they were finished,
some untied my hands and they all left. I weakly got myself up and into the
bathroom where I took a rather long shower. I let the water soak my skin and
revitalize my energy.

Stuff like this was repeated for several hours. By now most of the party
goers were either passed out or had left. I found Gary downstairs in the
basement. We were both covered from head to foot with dried cum. It was
comical. We both noticed the house was strangely quiet. Could this be our
opportunity? We talked about the punishment and we both decided it was worth
it. If we could get far enough, fast enough, we might be able to get away.

We took our time, quietly creeping upstairs, being careful to avoid any
stairs we thought might creak. Once in the kitchen, we looked around and
found nobody there. There was a back door to the house but we weren't sure
where it led or in fact where to run to. We both just knew we had to get
away. We opened the door and ran out the back, through the woods. It was dark
but there was enough moon light to see where we were going. We just kept
running. We found a path and kept to it. We were both totally naked and
covered in cum but we weren't worried. It was past three in the morning and
besides we could always explain our situation.

As we kept running I started to recognize where we were. I found a street I
knew and we stealthily made our way through the neighborhood and back to my
parents house. We had a spare key in the back under a rock that I used to get
in. We were exhausted. The ordeal was finally over. We went downstairs to my
father's workshop and found some bolt cutters that we used to remove the
collars. Then we took a shower together to wash off the cum. Then we laid
down in my bed together and fell asleep in each others arms. For us, it would
have to wait for another day.


AUTHOR'S COMMENTS

I appreciate all the feedback but was a little overwhelmed by it. Sorry I
could not respond to each individual message. I did read all of them and will
hold them for later consideration. For those of you making story suggestions,
I will think about it. To be honest, I have four other stories already in the
queue (plus another I just thought of this week) so it may be some time
before I can start thinking about new stories.

In an effort to put some sense around the feedback, I've developed this
little survey. If you wouldn't mind, take a minute and fill this out and
email it to me at marklando@aol.com. Copy the survey below into a new email
message and place an "X" between the []. Thanks.

This is my first try. If you have any question, comments or suggestions,
please direct them to:

MarkLando@aol.com

LENGTH (Please select one):
[] Too long - War and Peace seemed shorter
[] Too short - Where are these guys today?!?
[] Just right - Next!

ROBUST (Please select one):
[] The story hung together and made sense
[] Most of it was OK but there was some confusing parts
[] I could barely read it and was lost most of the time

STORY LINE (Please select one):
[] I wish that was about one my experiences
[] It was a little far-fetched but I enjoyed it anyway
[] What planet are you from?

CONTENT (Check all that apply):
[] Too weird
[] Too gross
[] Not weird enough
[] Not gross enough

OVERALL RATING (Please select one):
[] I jerked off ______ times before I finished
[] Only jerked off once during the whole story
[] Got any Playgirls?

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