Gay Erotic Stories

I walked over to him, having just came home from work myself, have him a kiss and a hug, grabbing his cock. He kissed me hard, peeling of my clothes as he did, and pushed me over to the bed. We both wanted some release immediately. He threw me down on the bed, ripped off his clothes and stared at me with a devilish grin.

"Why do you still have your pants on, boy?" he demanded.

"Sorry, sir." I got naked quickly.

"Never be clothed when I'm naked, boy." He slapped me across the face, then gently kissed me. "I love you, boy."

"I love you, too, sir."

He shoved his cock in my mouth, face fucking me slowly at first, then pretty hard. I gagged and he liked it. As he was face fucking me, burying my face in his crotch, he grabbed my wrist and handcuffed me to the headboard, then handcuffed my other wrist to the other side. He took his cock out, looked at me, and traced every restrained muscle of mine with his fingers. He lifted up my legs and, in one smooth motion, jumped inside me. Mark feels amazing inside all the time. His cock is a perfect 8 inches with a head that hits my spot every time. He fucked me slowly at first, then harder, then pounded my ass as I screamed and pulled against my metal handcuffs. He smiled at me as I smiled back.

"You like this, boy?! You want more, boy?"

"Sir, yes sir!" He likes when I call him sir. He also likes when I'm restrained, hardtied or not. The simple handcuffs were pretty lite for him, but the fucking was not. He pounded my ass hard again and again, without touching my cock. Still, I was rock hard. He pounded, I screamed, then he screamed and came in my ass. He uncuffed me from the bed, but cuffed my wrists together in front of me.

"Jerk off for me, boy."

Cuffed, I jerked off in front of him, staring at his washboard abs and his beautiful body and face. He stuck his fingers up my ass as I jerked off, then replaced his fingers with a butt plug. I jerked my cock, loving the sensation in my ass and I came all over the floor as I screamed with ecstasy. He kissed me gently.

"Now, boy. Clean up your cum."

I walked over to the kitchen to get the Fantastic and, while still cuffed, cleaned our floor of my cum.

"I think I'd like to go out to dinner, boy."

"Cool," I said. "I'll get dressed."

"First, I have to prepare you." He came over to me, his naked body glistening with sweat and pressed the butt plug up in my ass, making sure it was in securely. He took some thing black rope from the drawer and tied my balls around and then tied my once-again hard cock up against my lower stomach. He tied the rope around my waist and around my ass, holding in the butt plug. "Okay, boy. You're ready now. Get dressed, but don't wear any underwear. Wear that tight t shirt I like."

We dressed and went to dinner at a nearby Italian restaurant, as I struggled a bit with the bondage under my pants. We laughed and talked about our days, like the perfect life partners that we are. I talked about the assignments I was working on that week, as well as our plans to see my parents that weekend. I struggled with the large butt plug in so long, at which point I interrupted our conversation to ask Mark if we could go home soon.

He smiled. "Yeah, sure. I'm sorry."

We paid the bill and walked home. I was still struggling with the butt plug. When we walked into our apartment, Mark grabbed me hard.

"Don't ever ask me to leave something early again, boy." He slapped me across the face and pulled off my clothes. "You're going to have to pay for that."

He cuffed my hands and led me to our second bedroom, which we kept locked, except for times like this. Our second bedroom is Mark's dungeon where, among other things, he keeps a cage, a sling, electrostimulation gear, a wood cross, heavy chains, a bondage chair, and a small closet. He opened the cage and led me in. In the cage are hooks against the wall. He took one part of cuffs and cuffed one wrist to one hook.

"Now you're going to have to learn. Think about what you did."

"No, sir. Please. I'm sorry. I didn't mean it."

He closed the door and left me in the dark, cuffed to the wall in a cage.