You did the crime.

I had only just started to doze off to sleep when I heard glass been broken down stairs. I jumped out of bed grabbed the baseball bat I kept behind the bedroom door and slowly headed towards the noise.
My heart was pounding in my chest as I crept down the stairs, one at a time. I stuck my head slowly around the corner, that’s when I laid eyes on the intruder.

He looked to be about 18, 19 and about six foot tall.

He had his back to me going through the side cabinet trying to find something to steal. I tightened my grip on the bat as I tip toed up behind him.

I swung.

The bat collected the back of his shoulders, hard, sending him flying forward into the cabinet and onto the floor.

He didn’t move.

I ran out to the kitchen and grabbed some rope to restrain him until I could call the cops. Just as I finished tying his legs he started to come round.

“Ahhh….What the fuck.” He said, still groggy from the impact of the bat.

I stood watching as he struggled with the ropes and said, “You might think twice next time before breaking into my place, kid.”

“You’re dead asshole, you here me, fucking dead! Get me the fuck out of these.” He yelled up at me, struggling with his ropes.

“As soon as I call the police, I’ll be glad too.” I said as I walked towards the phone.

“I’ll be back on the streets before bay break cunt and when I am out, I’m heading straight back here fuck head.” He cursed.

I stopped at the phone and realized, he was right, he would probably be out in no time. I sat at the dining room table and watched him as I thought what to do.
My ex-wife would be screaming for me to call the cops by now but I knew I had to handle this myself but how.

“When I get out of here I’m going to fuck you up good faggot.” He said as he stopped struggling with the ropes around his hands and feet.

“You know what, that sounds pretty good.” I said as I walked over and knelt down beside him.

“Yeah, I thought you were an old perverted poof.” He said with anger in his voice. “You’ll probably like my big fat cock up that faggot ass of yours, wouldn‘t you!” He continued.

“Oh not me sunshine, it’s you that’s going to have mine up that sweet ass of yours.” I said as I ran my hand over his tight ass.

He began to trash around again and screamed, “I’ll fucking kill you cunt!”

I just smiled and headed up stairs to fix the spare room up for my guest.
Although I have never been with a guy and never thought I would, I had to admit I was finding the situation quit erotic, my eight inch cock had already started to grow in my boxer briefs.
I could still hear my young guest cursing as I fixed up the spare bed. I knew what I was doing was wrong, but the kid was right, he would be back out and breaking into my place again before the sun came up. So I had to deter him, and seeing the rage in his eyes when I said I was going to fuck him, I knew this was a punishment that he was never going to forget.
I headed back down stairs, put a tea towel into his foul mouth, picked him up and threw him over my shoulder.
I am in pretty good shape for forty, I work out in my gym three times a week and run every morning. Since I live out of town I knew none of my neighbors would be hearing my guess receive his punishment.
I dropped him onto the bed and grabbed the scissors off the bedside table. The guy’s eyes went wide when he saw them.

I looked down at him and said, “Don’t worry sunshine, these are just to remove the rages you are wearing.”

I rolled him onto his side and cut up the back of his shirt, around his wrist near the rope, then down the back of his jeans, he didn’t move an inch when I had the scissors near his soft tanned skin.
I rolled him onto his back and pulled his cut shirt up his arm and away from his naked chest. I stopped to admire his hairless, well defined chest and abs, the kid had a great body, that’s for sure. As I threw his cut shirt to the floor I noticed a tear roll down his cheek.

I stopped, wiped it away and said, “You did the crime, now you have to pay for it.” As I continued cutting away his jeans I said, “Don’t worry…how rude of me, I haven’t even asked your name.”

I removed the towel from his mouth.

“Please don’t do this.” He begged, fear in his eyes.

“This is going to happen, trust me,” I said throwing his cut jeans away along with his boxers, “Your name?” I continued.

“Zac,” He answered, “I won’t do this again, I promise.” He added half sobbing

I put my hand on his soft skin, just near his left nipple and lightly rubbed it as I said, “You need to learn your lesson.”

I stood up and started to remove my shirt, revealing my well defined chest and then I dropped my pj’s along with my boxer briefs.

Zac’s eyes filled with fear when he saw the size of my now hard eight inch thick cut cock.

His cock was still limp, lying on his left thigh as he said, “I…I can’t take that. Please don’t, please!”

When I came up earlier I tied four pieces of rope to the four post corner bed so I could spread him on top of the bed, making it easier for me.

“I’m going to tie your legs and arms to the bed post one at a time and if you try anything and I mean anything, these scissors will be cutting through that lovely cock of yours, do I make myself clear?” I said.

Zac, didn’t answer so I moved the scissors closer to his manhood, he tried moving his groin away and quickly said, “Yes, yes I understand.”

“One wrong move and you’re loosing it.” I said as I untied his legs.

Zac was frozen on the bed as I retied him to the four post bed, face down. I made the ropes long enough so I could still put him on his hands and knee and fuck the hell out of him.

When I had him secured down I ran my hands over his soft young skin, he started to whimper as I did.
Zac was a very handsome guy, six feet tall with sandy blond hair which he wore to his shoulders. His tan covered his whole body, telling me he liked to sun bake nude and his lovely blue eyes sparkled as his eyes filled with tears.

“How old are you Zac?” I asked as I ran my fingers down the crack of his ass.

He jumped as I moved closer to his hole and said, “8, 18...I’m 18.”

“Ever been with a guy?” I asked as my fingers found his hot pucker.

“N...No never.” He studded.

“A virgin, nice.” I said as I played with his virgin hole.

I sucked one of my finger and retuned it to his hole and asked, “You ever been with a girl?”

He didn’t answer so I pushed my lubed up finger into his tight hole.

“Arrr… No, No I haven’t been with a girl.” He yelled as my finger entered his virgin hole.

I smiled as I began moving my finger deep into his hot ass. I was sure I heard a moan escape Zac’s lips and added another finger.

“Ahhh” He grunted as the second finger pushed past the walls of his ass to join the first.

I reached down between his legs and grabbed hold of his large balls and gently massaged them within my fingers. This time I was sure he moaned in pleasure. I went for his cock, sure enough it was hard, it felt bigger then mine.