Date: Wed, 22 Apr 2009 23:10:28 +0000
From: Aaron Swanson <soapstudstories@hotmail.co.uk>
Subject: Subjection of Sugden Part 2

The disclaimer stays the same, this is a fictional account of sex between
fictional men. Emmerdale is owned by ITV and this story does not reflect
the views of ITV, or the sexual preferences of the actors who play these
fictional characters.


Subjection of Sugden - Part 2


Andy slumped onto the couch and ran his hands through his mop of hair. How
had it all gone so wrong so quickly?? Maisie had stormed out on him, and
after he'd made sure nobody would interrupt them all night.. it was going
to be a long lonely night, and his balls were full after the teasing that
weird hooker had given him. He felt horny enough to masturbate but felt too
bad about Maisie. And besides, if she did come back, he wanted to be fresh
and ready to please. He grabbed a can from the fridge and turned the TV on,
cranking up the volume.

The front door edged open an inch and Nathan peered through the gap. Andy
had his back to the kitchen and the door, watching TV in the other
room. Nathan crept inside and slunk into the lobby, waiting and watching,
making perfectly sure of his plan. Eventually Andy finished his beer and
went to the fridge for another. Nathan, dressed all in black, pressed
himself against the wall and hoped Andy would head back to the sofa. As it
happened, Andy made the plan even easier. He cracked open the can of beer,
then left it on the kitchen table, and headed upstairs for a piss. Nathan
took the opportunity. He got out a small packet which he'd brought with
him, and poured some crushed pills into the can. He'd used the pills a
couple of times on girls he met, but for this stud he'd packed a treble
dose. After swirling the can so the powder mixed in, he retreated back to
his hiding place.

Andy came back downstairs, grabbed his can and went back to the couch,
slurping down the chemicals he'd been given. Nathan smiled a large,
satisfied smile in the dark. He hadn't decided exactly what he was going to
do to the muscular farmer once he was unconscious. He might have fucked
him, if only to humiliate him, but Nathan wasn't particularly gay, and he
was fairly sure he'd only be able to fuck a softer sort of guy. He was
definitely going to humiliate him. He'd brought a thong and bra of Maisies
with him, and the camera on his phone would give him plenty of blackmail
pictures. The only other thing he'd brought was a small bottle of something
they used to calm the horses. Sprinkled on a cloth, it would act like
chloroform, just to make sure Andy would stay out cold for the duration of
the night.

Andy finished the can, and Nathan heard it clang to the floor. He waited a
few minutes, before looking into the room. All he could see was the back of
Andy's head. He crept around the back of the sofa, and turned the TV to
mute. Andy's eyes were shut, his mouth hung open slightly, and his hands
rested at his sides. His feet were bare, and his legs were stretched out in
front of him, in jeans. His muscles bulged underneath his tight white
shirt. Nathan smirked triumphantly, and moved closer to begin his work. He
kicked the can and it rolled across the floor loudly.

Andy's eyes snapped open, staring into Nathan's shocked and frightened
face. With an animal growl he lunged for him, but the pills had taken some
effect at least, and his arms and legs felt like lead. He said something
but it was slurred and he reached out a hand groggily. It clamped onto
Nathan's wrist like an iron shackle and even in his half-drugged state,
Andy had the strength to yank Nathan off his feet. Nathan cried out, and
fumbled for the cloth and the tranquiliser. He tugged his arm free and fell
onto his stomach, pouring way too much of the liquid onto the little
cloth. Andy heaved himself off the couch and his full weight landed on
Nathan from behind. He was still slurring something and his hands fumbled
for a grip on his attacker. Nathan twisted lithely underneath his opponent
and jammed the soaking rag into Andy's face. Andy coughed and choked,
reeling backwards instinctively. Nathan shouted and slammed into Andy, who
rolled over stunned, with Nathan now on top of him. For a few moments they
lay on the floor, their bodies pressed against each other. Their faces were
inches apart, Nathans grimacing with the strain while Andys eyes rolled
helplessly. Nathan could feel his cock had gone rock hard, rubbing against
what must have been Andy's cock. Then he realised he might be suffocating
him and moved the rag. Andy was gasping but only faintly. His eyes were
rolling and his hands were still flailing slowly.

Nathan shimmied so that he was straddling Andys chest, his knees pinning
the studs shoulders to the floor. With a cruel giggle, he unfastened his
own trousers and drew out his cock. It was about 7 inches, almost fully
hard and hot. With a mischeivous grin he slapped it against Andys
cheek. Andy didn't respond so Nathan slapped him on the other cheek, then
beat his cock down on Andys lips and chin. Eventually Andy realised what it
was and moaned. His hands found Nathans thighs, and started clawing their
way up to his waist. Nathans concentration returned and with a firm hand he
put the rag over Andy's nose. Andy moaned and struggled feebly but Nathan
held steady until the burly farmer was finally knocked out.

Nathan sat on Andys couch, his feet on his victims chest, and swore. Andy
wasn't supposed to know who his attacker was! Now his options were very
limited. He couldn't exactly kill him, so he would have to make the
blackmail truly unthinkable. Whatever he showed Andy doing, it would have
to be so bad that Andy would never be able to retaliate. As his mind was
turning over all the different options he had, the phone rang.

Nathan jumped as it shattered the silence of the house. He waited
desperately for it to stop, but it went through to the answering
machine. The message made Nathan's blood run cold...

"Hiya, it's just Daz. Sorry to bother you, I know you were having a night
to yourselves, but I left some stuff up at the farm and I really need
it. I'll be there and gone in about 10 minutes, you won't know I'm there,
promise. Cheers."


Part 3 coming up, see if you can guess where this is going!! All messages
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