Date: Fri, 2 Jan 2004 13:48:22 -0800 (PST)
From: Tedd Lincoln <rockonmr@yahoo.com>
Subject: Re: jake and sir part 5

The following story is fiction. Some sex is unsafe! In real life, please
pratice safe sex. Keep the really hot stuff for monogomous encounters and
your imagination.

Comments are welcome!

Jake and Sir 5:

	I was able to make it through the night without using the bucket in
my cell as a toilet. Master came to get me, let me relieve myself in his
bathroom before he tied me doggie style to a coffee table in his bedroom.
He face fucked me for a while, but then he said he'd save his cum for
later. He took out a box of dildos, clamps, and ropes from under his bed
and began to tease me, stretching my hole, clamping clothes pins to my
aching balls, and letting my dick drip massive amounts of precum on the
floor. It was Saturday, so he did not need to go to work.  He held a large
vibrating dildo up my ass with some kind of harness as he made a phone
call, talking to a person as if I was not even in the room.

	"Tony, I need to call in favor. Yeah, I'll email the address, send
it all to goodwill or take what you want. I just need a few of his clothes
and his bank books, any financial information. Tell the landlord he moved
because of a new job."

	I realized he just arranged to close my apartment. I was really his
property now. I would have nothing of my own by the end of the day. Next he
called another man.  "Come over at noon. We want his tattoo to dry before
the guys get here tonight."  My master made arrangement to have me branded
with his mark. Then, when he hung up, he left the room.

	I was left there, suffering in agony and bliss as the harnessed
vibrating cock built up my cock hardon so badly, I felt I could blow a load
at the slightest touch. But I couldn't touch it, tied as I was. I also
wouldn't dare cum without master's permission. I have yet to see what a
severe punishment from him might be like.

	At noon, he and a tall, handsome man came into the room. He was the
tattoo artist. He held my ass cheeks open with some kind of spreader, and
he began using his needles to make his mark on me. It was uncomfortable,
especially with the dildo in. He wrote something down the full length of my
crack. My master let me suck his cock for a while to take my mind off the
needle work in my crack.  Finally, the tattoo man said, "I have to pull out
this dildo to finish it. His sweet ass sure has me hard."

	My master said, "We'll, I hate to see you work under discomfort.
Why don't you fuck him before you continue. He's got quite a talented ass
hoop. Go for it!"

	The tattoo artist came around in front of me. He stripped before my
eyes, slowly, saying "Look at me boy, cuz your gonna worship my whole body
with your eyes and your ass. I have a huge cock so, and the only way I fuck
is called 'wink-fucking'. Know what that means boy?"

	I shook my head no. My master started smiling wide, knowing I was
in for some kind of workout. My master moved around to my ass and saw the
tatto for the first time as he took off my dildo harness. I felt empty when
it was gone.

	"Boy, a wink-fuck is then a hairy hung stud like me only does full
cock thrusts up your ass.  Your ass will wink, cuz i withdraw fully each
time, then make you tighten that hole as best you can before I reenter. I
can go on for hours. It'll drive you crazy. Chances are, your mess of
precum on the floor under you will have 2 or 3 loads of you cum in it by
the time I'm done."

	He was so beautiful. He was very tall, ripped, but what was most
distinctive was his body hair. He had the blackest, thickest body hair I'd
ever seen on a man. His cock was so hairy, I could barely see his balls
through then. His cock was huge, at least 8 inches, and very thinck.  He
let me suck it, saying, "Better get it wet boy, cuz it's the only lube your
gonna get."

	My master went to his closet and pulled out a video camera. "This
has to be recorded!  Can't wait to see his ass wink while he's cumming on
the floor!" My master, also nude, was just gonna enjoy the show and get it
all on tape.

	The tattoo master only have my face about 5 thrusts, and I tried to
get as much spit on his dick as I could, then he abruptly pulled out and
walked to my ass. "Here it comes, wink hole!"

	"OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH" I moaned. A full thrust. He
held it there only for about 5 seconds, I wasn't even used to it yet. Then,
he pulled out completely. I could feel my ass wink shut.

	"Now clench it boy." I did, and he reentered. He kept it up to my
moans and groans, and I saw my master play with his own cock for the first
time. He was super hard and really getting off on this stud fucking
me. Within 5 minutes, I could not hold out anymore. I felt my dick erupt
and spill my first load of the day onto the floor beneath me. The tattoo
man fucked me for over an hour.  I came twice, and finally, he picked up
his place and shot a huge load up my man cunt. I was exhausted.  He pulled
out, told me to lick his juicy dick clean. It smelled awesome, like my ass
juice and his sweat and cum. Then, without giving me a rest, he picked up
his tattoo needles and went right to my anus ring to finish his work.

	When it was done, I was release, brought before a full length
mirror, and told to bend over to read my brand. It said "Property of Master
____, Date" with a snake entering my anus.  My anus was sore as hell. I
know I couldn't handle the pain of tonights gang bang. I was so happy and
hard, knowing my branded ass proved I belonged to him.

	"Don't shave for two weeks, slave. I'll be back to wax your body
hair when the tattoo heals." He left some ointment and left.

	My master told me to shower and rest for tonight's festivities. I
was released to the baseement.


	The end of Part 5.
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