Sailor Slave

(Part 2 from 3. Fiction.)

I was getting nervous about this. What if this guy was a crazy person of some sort and wanted to cut me up. Oh boy! How do I get out of this one? He opened his door and told me to stand by the car. He walked up to me slowly and placed his hand on my crotch. I was too nervous to get hard but as he rubbed my crotch area my cock started to get hard. Maybe this dude was not so bad after all. He started to up-button my uniform slowly and reached inside my pants to find my hardening cock. I was beginning to relax now. I had never had a man touch my cock before. He gently pulled my cock out as I started to get hard. He quickly dropped to his knees and started to feel and examine my cock and balls. He placed his lips to he head of my uncircumcised cock head and stuck his tongue under my foreskin. It was an amazing good sensuous feeling. He seemed to enjoy the pre-cum slowly oozing from my cock. He was exploring my balls with his fingers and slid his mouth down to lick them. He was good at this and I was going to enjoy this even if it was a man sucking on me. I closed my eyes to fantasize that it was my girl sucking my cock instead. 

I was not aware of anything around me until suddenly someone rushed from the other side of the car and grabbed me.

“What the fuck?” I yelled out.

Butch pulled my pants down my legs causing me to lose my balance. Another man grabbed my other arm as I struggled trying to hit them and get away.

“Let me go you faggots! I’ll beat the crap out of you. Let me go.” I shouted but by then they had me secure. 

They pulled my hands behind my back and placed handcuffs on me shoving me against the car. Another placed some tape to my mouth so I could not yell. I was mad and scared at the same time. What the hell was going on? 

“Calm down Mike. We are not going to hurt you. In fact we are going to give you lots of pleasure, but you must co-operate. Calm down, calm down.” Mike assured me.

“Now just follow us to our little game room. Our game room of pleasure.”

I was still struggling as I was forced to walk to the end of the warehouse where I was led up a small flight of stairs onto a small platform or stage. They pushed my body to face the wall, and proceeded to tie my legs with leather straps forcing me spread my legs apart. They took off one handcuff and put my arms in leather slings and secured my wrist. I could not get lose. I was under their control. I realized I was spread eagle and strapped to a cross. My shirt top and pants remained on even though my pants had fallen below my knees. My skivvies and 
T-shirt still remained and needless to say, my cock was not hard anymore. I was frightened. What is this sick game they were playing with my body? I tried to yell and curse back at my captors but to no avail. I felt someone approach then Butch spoke out to me in a quiet gentle voice. 

“Mike. Relax! We are not going to hurt you, believe me.” Butch said as he walked behind me. 

He started touching my body with his hands and placed his hands on my shorts and pulled them down inspecting my ass rubbing my exposed buttocks. I was not enjoying this at all. Butch took a knife from his side and slowly cut my shorts away from my body. Then he said. 

“If you don’t want me to mess up your whites you must relax while we take off your pants and top. Do you agree?” 

I shook my head yes. Butch motioned for his 2 escorts to remove my leg straps and remove off my shoes and the pants. My shorts had been cut in half and lay at my feet. They turned me around after releasing my wrist from the straps and pulled my jumper over my head. They tied me back up again only this time face out. I was now completely naked.


“My, My. What have we here?” Butch said, as he looked me up and down. 

I saw him for the first time. He was dressed in full leather chaps and booths. He had removed his shirt exposing his well-developed chest and body. He was a very handsome man about 35. He had a dark trim beard and penetrating eyes.

A spotlight glared in my eyes making it harder for me to see anything. I felt a presents of more people other than the 3 now on the platform with me. One of the men handed Butch a plastic bottle containing some sort of liquid or oil. Butch came over to me and started to rub the liquid on my shoulders arms, down my hips and down my legs. He took my cock and held it in one hand and my balls in the other while still oiling me down. It was very sensual and I started to get aroused. He took the tape off my mouth and said if I did not yell he would leave it off. I nodded yes. 

Here I was; all naked, strapped to a cross while a strange man was rubbing oil on almost every inch of my body. I was wondering what he had in store for me now that I was completely at his mercy. I began to relax thinking I might enjoy this after all.

Butch stood in front of Mike admiring his handsome masculine body and big uncut cock. The oil treatment caused Mike’s body to glisten emphasizing his rippling stomach muscle under the spotlights. He seemed pleased with his new captive. Butch’s cock was hanging out of his chaps and was now becoming even more aroused. His cock was as big or even bigger than Mike’s. Butch’s escorts moved away and into the darkened room as he approached Mike and speaking softly into his ear he said. 

“I am going to give you more pleasure so relax and enjoy.” He moved back and popped a leather strap across my body. 

I jumped but did not cry out. He hit me again but this time it wrapped around my body and hit my bare ass. Then again and again, each times a bit harder. I bit my lip as he whipped me but the sensation was beginning to somehow arouse me once again. My cock started to get harder. He was very careful not to hit my cock or balls. I was grateful about that. The sting of the belt stopped. I took a deep breath and felt my body burning with pleasure. 

I looked up at Butch as he walked over to me and took my cock in one of his leather clad gloved hands. He started to move it back and forth causing me to have a full erection. He gradually pulled my foreskin away from my uncircumcised cock and put his mouth over the head and started to suck me in long full throat action. I had never felt such a sensation. I wanted him to take me all the way and make me cum. He got me so hot I was about to have an orgasm. I was reaching the peak as my cock throbbed with pleasure almost ready to shoot my juices, then he stopped. I leaned forward trying to get him to suck me more. My hard cock throbbing in mid air. I pleaded. 

“Make me cum. Please”. 

Butch got back in a standing position and looked into my eyes. 

“Repeat after me. Please make me cum SIR.” I responded quickly.

“Please make me cum, SIR. Please SIR!” 

He just stood there with a smirk on his face. I was so hot I knew I was going to cum with out him touching me. My body shook as my cock jumped and throbbed. I could not hold out. I desperately want to jack off my cock or have his warm mouth on me once again. I started to cum anyway. My cock released a gushing squirt of juices into the air. I moaned out as my balls released my built up sperm. I was cumming. Butch cupped his hands catching some of my cum as it shot into mid air while the remaining orgasm shot past his hands and onto his arms and chest. It was a wild sensation. 

“I’m cumming! I’m cumming! Oh my god, I’m cumming.” I said but he just let it shoot. My body trembled and spasms of pleasure were released from me.

I must have shot off about 8 or 10 streams of cum until the last oozing cum dripped from the head of my cock and dripped down my shaft, over my balls and to my feet. I lowered my head and took another deep sigh of relief. I had popped my nuts and I felt so much better. Butch still remained close to me as most of my cum was dripping from his body and hands. He rubbed the cum from his sweaty body and placed it to my face. I tried to turn away but he forced it to my lips. I tasted my own cum and his salty body sweats. It wasn’t as gross as I thought and I found myself licking my cum from his hands. Then the remainder of the cum he rubbed on my chest and stomach. I remained tied to the cross, helpless but relaxed. I assumed he would release me now and let me go. 

Pages : 1 | 2 | 3
Post your review/reply.
Allow us to process your personal data?
Hop to: