Date: Fri, 5 Mar 1999 00:08:13 EST
From: Darian McCrae
Subject: The Encounter (aka Slaveboy)

The Encounter:  PART 1

         As I pulled into the almost vacant parking lot, excitement
overwhelmed my body.  I was finally going to meet him.  After all the weeks
of e-mailing, phone calls, and talking online, I was finally going to meet
one of the cutest, most adorable guys I had ever seen.  My eyes darted all
over the place looking for his truck.  Then I spotted it, sitting off by
itself at the far end of the lot.  I was so happy to see it that my foot
accidentally hit the accelerator and my car lurched forward suddenly.  I
felt really stupid as I pulled into the small spot next to him.  As I put
the car in park, he look up at me from the driver's seat in his truck and
smiled his incredible smile.  I returned the smile with one of my own and
quickly shut off the car.
         We both jumped out of our modes of transportation and made out way
around to the back of my car.  Without any hesitation, we embraced and
hugged each other for what seemed like forever, but still wasn't long
enough.  His big, strong arms held me tightly, my tiny body pressed close
to his large bear body.  He was just as wonderful as I had imagined: cute,
adorable, soft, and huggable.  I could've stayed in his arms forever.
         Soon we separated enough to look into each other's eyes.  We both
still were smiling incredibly large smiles and he leaned forward and gave
me a light kiss.  His lips were wet and soft as our mouths met for a quick
instant.  The little, bushy, yet neatly trimmed, moustache and goatee on
his charming face tickled my bare chin and lip but sent chills down my spin
with ardor.  I couldn't wait to find out what he had in store for me.
         We decided to leave my car in the lot and both hopped into his
truck.  As we got on our way he reached over and took my hand.  His paw was
warm and friendly and I gripped it with confidence.  It was like a dream
come true.
         He drove us to a small inn down the road a ways and parked his car
in the back lot.  We both were reluctant to release our firmly clasped
hands but had to in order to get out of the car.  He led me to a door in
the back and opened it for me like a true gentleman.  In his soft voice he
said with a smile, "After you."  I almost melted with adoration.  I stepped
through the door and found myself at the bottom of a stairwell.  "Third
floor, " he said as he closed the door behind us.
         We trekked up the stairs and went through the door with the large
white `3' painted on it.  It opened into a nicely carpeted long hallway.
He pointed over my shoulder to the left and we walked down the hall
together until we came to room 311.  As he opened the door, I felt a ping
of excitement rush through my body from all directions, all colliding in
the sensitive spot between my legs.
         In the dimly lit room was a double bed and a long dresser/counter
where a T.V. sat.  Past the bed was a table with nice cushioned chairs.  On
the table sat a pair of handcuffs, rope, and a bandanna.
         I turned around and looked at my close friend with a slight grin
of surprise and exhilaration.  He took me by the shoulders and lowered me
down till I was sitting on the bed.  Our eyes never left each other.
         "I've been waiting for this for a while now, " he whispered
lovingly.  His soft hand caressed my short, reddish hair.  I looked
longingly into his eyes and reached my small arms around his beautiful
body.  I loved the feel of his soft stomach against my cheek as I drew his
close to me and he leaned down and kissed the top of my head.
         As I held him, he reached down and started to lift up the back of
my t-shirt.  I raised my hands above my head and he slid it off quickly but
affectionately.  I tugged at his shirt but he grabbed my hands and said,
with surprising force, "Not yet.  You'll do this my way."  His forceful
tone intrigued me and suddenly I realized that I was to be his little slave
boy.  I had no objections so I let him dominate me all that he wanted.
         "Lie down on your back, " he commanded.
         "Yes, sir, " was my only response.
         He went over to the table and picked up the handcuffs.  Turning
slowly, he smiled an incredible smile that sent me over the top.  I had
felt a constant rise in the area just south of the border the whole time
and his beautiful smile drove me crazy.  My cock shot up to attention as he
walked over to me and commanded me to roll over.
         "Yes, sir, " I answered softly.  As I laid on my stomach, he
pulled my arms behind me and slipped the cold metal cuffs around my small
wrists.  As they clicked in place, he pulled my arms tight behind me.  I
felt his warm breath on my neck as he leaned over to whisper in my ear:
"You're so cute, my little slave boy."  His voice was soft and soothing and
my body went limp.
         He pressed his large bear body against my back and lightly kissed
the nape of my neck.  The soft, wet lips were comforting, and chills ran
down my spine.  Slowly he kissed his way down my back, letting his tongue
emerge every so often to tenderly lick my sensitive skin.  His hands, soft
and caring, roamed around my back, rubbing and touching, getting the feel
of my body, learning every crevice.
         When he finished experimenting with my back, lightly but
forcefully he rolled me over.  I stared into his beautiful eyes as he bent
over to kiss me.  Our lips met and he suddenly lifted me up and wrapped his
arms around me.  We kissed passionately for what seemed like an eternity,
our tongues playing happily together inside our united mouths.  Releasing
his grasp on my tiny body, he drew off his shirt and exposed a soft hairy
chest and stomach, just the kind I longed for.  He saw my eyes sparkle and
stepped closer to me, pulling my head tight to his furry belly.  The hair
tickled at first but then I began to lovingly rub my head up and down his
tummy, feeling the hair pass against my cheek.  He stroked my hair
affectionately as we experienced our flesh meeting for the first time.
         I sat back and stared up into his beautiful eyes once again and he
pushed me back to lie on my back.  I gave out a yelp of pain as my cuffed
hands dug into the small of my back.  Quickly he pulled me up and turned me
around.  "I'm sorry... I forgot that handcuffs can get kinda painful."  I
heard a click and the cuffs were off in a flash.  Then his hands were on my
shoulders rubbing and soothing my body.  I closed my eyes with intense
pleasure and he leaned forward and began to kiss my neck again.  I reached
behind me and stroked the soft hair on his head.  His hairy belly and chest
were lightly touching my back, making my spine tingle with delight.  His
hands wandered down my back, feeling and touching me all over, stopping on
my small ass.  He gave a little squeeze that made me jump in surprised
pleasure, then he was gone.


The Encounter:  PART 2

	I looked over my shoulder and saw him back at his table of goodies
again.  He picked up the rope this time and swiftly made his way back over
to me.  I knew what was next and laid down on the bed against the head
board, doing a spread eagle for my adorable teddy-bear.  Without
hesitation, he tied my hands to the bed posts.  The knots were tight and
the rope was rough against my soft skin.  When he finished tying my arms,
his hands wandered yet another time over my body, this time over my scrawny
chest and weak stomach.  His touch tickled a little and I giggled as he
passed his hand over my belly.  As he bent over and started to kiss my
chest his hands went to work on unbuttoning the jean-shorts I had on.  I
faintly heard the zip of the zipper from my state of euphoric ecstasy and
then my mind flew into disarray as his mouth surrounded and teased my left
nipple.
         As his moist tongue caressed my nipple, I boosted my waist and ass
up in the air to allow him to remove my shorts.  His hands slowly slid the
coarse material down my thighs, releasing my fully erect cock to breath,
held back only by my small jock strap.  His lips left my nipple and kissed
down my stomach while his hands continued to slide the shorts down my legs
and off my feet.  He tossed them away and turned his attention immediately
back to me.  I looked down across my lean chest and stomach and saw him
staring longingly at my six inch dick.  I could tell he wanted it, so I
lifted it up a little, offering it to him.  He kissed it lightly through my
jock-strap, his compassionate lips touching the tip and shaft of my cock
repeatedly.  He was driving me wild and knew it.  Then he produced another
rope which I hadn't seen before.  I nodded excitedly and suddenly his hand
grasped my jock-strap and ripped it off with one giant swoop of his huge
arm.  My cock popped free and he stared at it the whole time he tied my
feet to the bed posts at the foot of the bed.
         When he finished strapping me in, he stood back and admired his
handy work.  He could tell I was restless and wanted his mouth around my
horny dick, so he slowly walked over to me and started to rub and caress
and kiss and lick my whole body, intentionally avoiding the one spot I
wanted it the most.  I whimpered in need of his lips around me and his face
was suddenly in front of me.  "I want you, slave boy, " he whispered.  I
let out a low moan and he said, "I know you want it, but you don't get it
until I say so.  So just wait, and you'll get yours."  Then he began to
kiss his way south, heading for the area waiting for him between my legs,
making me wait as long as he could.
         He paused to kiss and lick my navel and then ventured down a
little further.  But, just before he reached the sweet spot, he stopped and
slid back up my body to speak to me.  I laid there in an unquenchable
euphoric state and realized that he knew he was torturing me and we
continue to do so until I could bare it no more.  "Know what?" he said with
a sly grin, "I think it'll be my turn first."  Immediately I knew what he
meant and he untied my arms and legs quickly, only to retie my hands
together behind my back.  He pulled me off the bed and pushed me down on my
knees before him.
         As I stared straight into his crotch, I saw the outline of a huge
appendage waiting to be released from its captivity in his loose shorts.
It was the largest I had ever seen up that close and at once I wanted it.
My eyes shifted from his package to his handsome face and he spoke in
hushed yet forceful words.  "Get my shorts off, slave boy.  And only use
your teeth, nothing more."
         My face lit up with glee as he gave me this order.  I dove right
in and began working, tugging and pulling, yanking and biting, ripping away
with my teeth as fast as I could.  Finally I got the button undone and
chomped down on the zipper and pulled down as hard as I could.  His fly
opened with surprising ease and I started to ease the shorts down his legs,
exposing bare skin as I pulled further and further.  Finally I got his
shorts down to his ankles and looked back up to see a seven inch cock
staring me straight in the face.
         My jaw dropped open in astonishment at his beautiful penis and he
took this to his advantage and shoved his overgrown member into my mouth.
I wasn't quite expecting it and half choked as it hit the back of my
throat.  I quickly adjusted and began sucking and sliding back and forth,
creating a hot friction between my lips and his dick.  His hands were on my
head, helping me with the pumping motion, stroking and caressing my hair
all the while.  As I continued to provide my love with pleasure, I glanced
up at his face.  What I saw made me hornier than ever.  His head was tilted
back and his mouth was wide open, his whole face twisted in sexual
pleasure.  He wanted this just as much as I did and how I did give it to
him.
         After what seemed like an endless blow-job, I felt his hands grab
the hair on the back of my head and give a slight tug.  I knew he was about
to shoot his load, and I clamped my lips shut and took in as much of him as
I could.  Suddenly, I felt an extremely large amount of hot, thick cum
spraying the back of my throat.  Before I had a chance to taste it, most of
it began to run down my throat and I was forced to swallow it all down.  I
sucked him as dry as I could and continued to suck until he began to fade.
Each time I ran my tongue over the tip of his cock, his body would shudder
and twitch with excitement and unbearable pleasure.
         As I withdrew my satisfied lips from his body, he picked me up and
pushed me back down on the bed.  As quickly as they were untied, my hands
and feet were retied to the posts on the bed and my lover went to work on
me once again.  He kissed here and rubbed there, licked here and sucked
there, slowly making his way down to my still rock solid cock.


The Encounter:  PART 3

	I waited and waited to feel the sensation of my cock being
surrounded by his wet lips, but the feeling never came.  Suddenly I felt
something cool and smooth rubbing against my balls and shaft.  I looked
down and saw a strange apparatus wrapped around my balls, tugging at them
and pulling them further and further away from my body.  Attached to this
leather ring around my balls was a chain that I saw my divine love tying to
the bed post at my right foot.  The sensation of my balls being pulled away
from me was practically intolerable.  It drove me wild just the same, and
my cock became even harder than it was, something I thought was impossible.
         He glanced up at my youthful face when he completed this task and
smiled once again.  "You like that, do you, slave boy?  I knew you would."
He spoke loud and clear this time.  "Oh, " he added a bit quieter, as if
almost embarrassed to say so, "for a sixteen-year-old, you have one
incredible set of lips I have ever experienced."  I opened my mouth to
reply and it was suddenly filled with the bandanna.  "See how you like
being gagged as well as bound, my little serving boy," he said, changing
the subject quickly.  He lifted my head and I held it there while he tied
off the bandanna behind my head.  "Maybe, if you're good, I'll let you have
another taste.  But for now--" His voice trailed off as he leaned down
and began to kiss and lick and taste my slightly haired inner thighs.  He
seemed to know each and every sweet spot on my body and attacked this one
with just enough vigor to drive me mad.
         Each kiss, each touch from his tongue, sent my body shivering
uncontrollably.  Then I felt a wetness on my balls.  He had begun to please
me in the way I had been waiting for.  He took both of my balls into his
mouth easily with them bound in the leather strap carefully encased around
them.  He sucked and licked and pleased my balls for an infinite amount of
time without pausing.  My body tingled with utter delight as his mouth
began to slow down and prepare to move in for the kill.
         His downy lips kissed each of my balls as if to say farewell and
began to ascend up the shaft of my cock.  He shot out his tongue as he
reached the top and teased the head of my dick for a moment.  I moaned
incessantly as he continued to explore the outside of my dick.  When he
finished his examination of my crotch, he paused to look at what he was
about to take on.  I waited for his lips to embrace me and finally the fire
of sexual tension in my head and between my legs was extinguished as he
took at least four inches of my cock into his mouth.  He sucked and sucked
and occasionally stroked my dick for a while.
         I could feel the gratification building up inside me as I edged
closer and closer to ejaculating.  After a lengthy span of time, I finally
felt the feeling that all men experience before coming.  My body tensed up
and he sucked harder as I arched my back and pressed my crotch into his
face.  The load I shot was large and hot.  He swallowed it all with no
hesitation and continued on sucking until I had nothing left to give to
him.
         I was completely spent, but my love continued to suck on my
diminishing erection as my body tingled with exuberance.  When I had
nothing left to give him, he kissed his way up to my lips and suddenly I
was tasting my own cum.  It was sweet and rich and sent wild chills down my
spine.  The passionate kiss lasted for a few moments, all the while his
hands working on exciting me again, which was quite easy for my hirsute
friend.  His cock grew at the same time he was working me back up and we
reached our full potentials at the same time.
         With my cock hard and ready, he jumped up and went back over to
the table.  From it, he retrieved a small can of Vaseline which I hadn't
seen there before and brought it back over to the bed.  Immediately he was
lubricating up my cock with the clear unscented cream and each touch from
his paw sent shivers through my body as I thought of what he was going to
do next.
         Finally, with my dick drenched in Vaseline, my furry friend
climbed on top of me and squatted over my waiting cock.  Slowly he lowered
himself onto my cock, facing me, and I tried to steer myself into his hot
hole.  His ass-cheeks spread apart as my dick slid in-between them and
quickly found his opening.  He continued to slid down my shaft, taking me
further and further into him, soft moans escaping his lips every now and
then.  About five inches down I thought that he was as low as he could go
but then he put just a little more weight back and slid the rest of me
inside him.  As his ass pressed down and touched my stomach he gave out a
loud sigh of pain and pleasure.  I could feel the heat inside his warm body
and I wriggled my dick around inside him to give him some pleasure right
away.  My movement startled him and he immediately started to slid up and
down on my cock, squeezing his ass-cheeks together every so often.
         While he moved his body up and down, working my cock like a hand,
he grabbed his own dick and started to jerk off.  He used the left over
Vaseline on his hand to lube it up.  He increased the speed of my fucking
him as he increased the speed of his hand on his cock.  Soon I felt the cum
traveling through my body, towards the tip of dick.
         "I'm coming!" I mumbled through the bandanna right before I shot a
huge load of steaming white cum into his body.  There was so much that it
started to ooze out of his ass bit by bit.  He continued to jerk himself of
as he lowered himself all the way down once again and stayed there.  I
could tell that having me that deep inside him caused him some pain but he
was the one who could change that, not me.
         "Open up, " he commanded me.  Immediately my mouth was open.  He
scrunched his face up tight, stroking faster and faster until his body
suddenly jerked back and he released a stream of cum right into my face.
It sprayed all over my face and ran down towards my mouth.  What I caught
in my mouth I quickly swallowed and then shot my tongue out to try and lick
up what I could.  My dick slowly began to shrink back down to it's normal
size and he stood up and released it back into the air.  A slight slurping
sound happened when I slid out of him as the air rushed in through his
cum-soaked hole.  Some of his cum had landed on my stomach and chest and he
scooped it up with his finger and fed it too me like a mother would feed
her baby.
         As I swallowed the last drop, he was starting to release the chain
connected to the leather ring around my balls.  He removed the love toy and
then proceeded to until my feet and hands from the bed posts.  When I was
once again free, I untied the bandana from my mouth and handed it back to
him.  He shook his head and told me to keep it as a memoir of our meeting.
We assisted each other in dressing and then went back out to his truck.
         The drive back to the parking lot where we left my car was silent.
He laid his paw upon my small hand and smiled at me repeatedly as he drove
me back.  When we reached my car, I stepped out of his truck and he met me
behind my car.  Just as we had met, we departed with a large, loving
bear-hug.  I didn't want to let go of my new very close friend, but I had
to.  We both returned to our respective vehicles and drove away, satisfied
and fulfilled... until our next meeting.