Date: Mon, 27 Nov 2000 22:12:01 EST
From: Lucky89633@aol.com
Subject: Interrogating Max Evans
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This takes place during the time that Max is being interrogated by Agent
Pierce.
"Come on Max, tell me what I want to know." Agent Pierce glared at Max
from a chair across the room. Max attempted to take in his surroundings. He
was strapped to a table in nothing but his boxer shorts. Restraints held
down his arm in two places, and his legs in three. The room was nothing but
white walls. He couldn't even see a door or a window. As far as furniture,
all he could see was the table he was on, and the chair that Pierce was on.
He took a moment to take in Pierce's appearance. Pierce was wearing his
standard FBI suit.
"Max, don't make me angry." Pierce had gotten out of the chair and
walked towards Max. "You look human, you act human, your interior is human,
how accurately human are you." As soon as he had finished that last sentence
he reached for Max. He slowly ran his hand over Max's bare chest and
abdomen. He allowed his hand to continue down to Max's waist band. He
slowly pulled the boxer shorts down to Max's thigh. Max Evans cock lay limp
right next too Pierce's hand. Pierce inched his hand to the cock. He
allowed his hand to close around Max's still limp penis. He began to move
his hand in an up and down jacking motion. Slowly the cock began to harden
in his hand. Max began to moan.
" Oh- What are -oh- you doing, Pierce?" Pierce ignored the question and
moved his mouth towards Max's lips. He began to kiss Max. Although Max
resisted Pierce was able to get his tongue into his mouth. The kiss lasted a
few seconds, and then Pierce pulled away and moved down to Max's neck.
Pierce didn't even notice that Max was beginning to resist less and less.
Max had begun to decide that this didn't have to be a bad experience. He
had always been attracted to the male body. Although he was attracted to
Liz, there was nothing that turned him on more then men. Agent Pierce was a
very attractive man. He had dark black hair and a cute face. As Max was
thinking about Pierce, he had moved down to his two nipples. He was sucking
on one, and pinching the other with his left hand. He let his right hand rub
Max's muscular abdomen. He worked his way back up to Max's mouth. This time
when he kissed Max there was no resistance. When he stuck his tongue back in
Max's mouth it collided with another tongue and danced until the lip lock was
broken a minute later.
"Please suck me!" Max pleaded with Pierce. Pierce took Max's now fully
erect cock in his hand, and slowly began to twirl his tongue around the head.
Max's moans grew very loud as Pierce began licking up and down the shaft
like a lollipop. Within a few seconds Pierce had the entire erect dick in
his mouth. Max began bucking his hips of the table, and face fucking Pierce.
Pierce could barely take all of the throbbing member in his mouth at one
time. Max's screams of pure pleasure became louder as he neared his climax.
And then he finally came, six loads in to the surprised FBI agents mouth.
Max collapsed onto the table, and Pierce sat back in exhaustion. Pierce
threw off his coat, undid his tie, tore off his shirt, and unbuckled his
pants. As the pants fell to the floor Pierce reached into his briefs and
pulled out his hardening member. He walked towards the table and began
undoing the restraints holding Max down. "Now we're gonna have some fun!"
To Be Continued? (Let me know what you think. If there is any interest I
will continue it.) Lucky89633@aol.com If you have any comments,
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