Date: Mon, 29 Mar 2004 19:42:48 -0800
From: Kevin Michael <kinkygaystories@hotmail.com>
Subject: Ninth Grade, Part Three

Categories:  Authoritarian and High School

     Jason turned out to be a really good friend.  In fact we became best
friends.  I obeyed him and came over to his house every day and did his
chores, but he helped me.  I could tell he enjoyed spending time with me as
much as I did with him.  He often came over to my house and helped me with
my chores, too.
     Car washing was our favorite chore to do together.  Of course we were
shirtless and both of us would end up drenched!  He loved it when I wore my
silk gym shorts and they clung to my tight butt!  One of my personal
favorite chores was mowing the back lawn.  I did this, shirtless, and worked
up a healthy sweat.  Jason walked a couple paces behind me, belt in hand.
My bare back got a good tan from more than just the sun on those days.
Couldn't do that in the front yard.  Neighbors would see.  Bummer!  It was
all I could do to keep my hands on the lawn mower handle and not start
wanking myself right there on the spot!
     Our time together always climaxed with passionate love-making and
mutual orgasms.  Usually he whipped me, either with his belt or with mine.
I sometimes wondered what it might be like to whip him or to be tied up
while we whipped me.  Maybe some other day.  For the meantime I was happy to
simply offer my body and receive as many lashes as he cared to apply, and
believe me, this was plenty satisfying for me!  Every time I almost came
without ever having to touch my dick.
     Tonight, however, Jason had invited me over to spend the night.  His
parents were out late, past midnight, and unlike most other teenage boys, we
went to bed early--about 9:00!  Gee, I wonder why.  It certainly wasn't
because we were sleepy.
     Until that time though, we had been surfing the net, looking at various
pictures of guys doing it with each other.  Being a virgin and very much the
novice, as was Jason, I wasn't sure about sucking.  69ing did look kind of
sexy, though, and I'd probably be game if Jason were.  Maybe we could try
that.  Neither one of us had ever sucked another boy's penis.  I had tried
to self-suck and so had he, but neither one of us were one of those lucky
ones.  Gosh, just imagine being able to suck yourself.  Knowing how horney I
was all the time, I'd probably never leave the house!  However, both of us
agreed on butt fucking.  Having shit on your dick kind of killed the mood.
We mutually thought it was kind of gross.  It's easy to have an orgasm
without going to that extreme!  Well, at least we had that in common.  I'm
kind of glad both of us were inexperienced.
     So by the time we went to bed, we pretty much knew where we stood and
what we were willing to try.  And what's more, Jason didn't have two twin
beds like I did.  He a double bed!  He stripped down to his boxers and I
stripped down to my briefs.  Until that moment I had always thought that
briefs were sexier, you know, because they show more skin, but now I wasn't
sure.  Jason sure looked hot in those boxers!  My imagination began to soar
with ideas of how the night might go and what Jason might do to me.  I knew
he would be the aggressive one--he would lead and I would follow.  While we
were surfing the net earlier that evening, he did seem curious about how
sucking might feel, so I figured he might ask--or order--me to suck his
dick.  I wasn't sure if I was ready for this, but I wanted to obey him.
Submission really had a way of turning me on.  I don't know why, but it did.
  I thought about giving him a bath with my tongue.  Oh, those armpits!
Funny, armpit licking didn't seem gross at all.  I'm definitely a kinky boy!
     That's when I saw the rope.  I looked around and sure enough, there it
was again, at each corner of Jason's double bed.  Suddenly, I could feel my
penis stiffening quite rapidly!  He looked at me and I looked at him--a
split second of mutual understanding--and then I assumed the position, face
up with my arms and legs spread out.  Damn, my briefs were a mountain!  Once
Jason had tied my wrists and ankles at the four corners of his bed, he mad
short order of my briefs with a pair of scissors--SNIP--SNIP--up each of my
hips.  Now my rock-hard boner was pointing straight at my chin!  I felt so
sexy there at his mercy, naked, tugging on the ropes binding my wrists and
ankles, writhing my body this way and that.
     When I finally looked over at Jason, I could see he already had a belt
in his hand.

To be continued