Deal

Author: drop
Title: Deal
Date: 16 May 2016

As I slowly wake, I see Tim on the other half of our bed, jerking off to the sight of me, as he likes to do on Saturday mornings. As always, still half asleep, the thought of him jerking off to me turns my morning wood into a full-blown erection. Before I can control myself, I am on top of him, kissing him, one hand in his hair, the other slowly moving from his nipple to his balls. He tries to shove me away. I know he just loves wanking to the sight of me and usually on these mornings, would rather keep doing that than having sex with me. Well, I couldn’t stop myself even if I wanted to, and right now I want nothing more than to make love to this perfect man.
Pushing back, I slowly wrestle myself on top of him. My legs stroke his while also trying to pin them beneath me. I keep holding his hair with one hand, while my other tickles his side, and then grabs his hand as he tries to swat me away. This match is mine, and I slowly work him into a schoolboy pin; my ass on his chest, his arms pinned under my legs, and my stiff dick conveniently positioned right in front of his mouth. He knows he has lost this one, and starts licking it, slowly pulling it into his mouth with his tongue. Slowly and expertly he starts sucking me off, and I am in heaven.
We know each other’s bodies so well, he could go like this for hours, keeping me in a constant ache to release myself, but he also knows that is not what I want right now – and as I have him pinned under me, I am the one in charge. As he slowly works me to orgasm, I fantasize of having him in chastity, waking me up with one of these blowjobs each and every morning, only hoping that I’ll grant him the chance to get off himself. And with that, I shoot my load in his mouth.
He swallows it all, and I slowly slide my ass down his body, my dick still wet with his saliva. He shivers as I rub my ass over his dick, catching it between my ass cheeks. I don’t let him enter me, but start moving rhythmically sliding my pelvis up and down his shaft. He starts moaning, his hands still next to his head, as if I am still holding them pinned down. Slowly, I start moving my hands over his chest and mine, still building up the rhythm. His body tenses, and, as he is about to reach his climax, I lay down next to him, grabbing his cock with my hand and slowly milking out every last drop of cum. When he is fully spent, I smear his load all over his upper body and hair, before pulling him in close for a kiss.
We lay next to each other, holding each other tightly, my head against his chest.
“You know,” he says, “I would also love to just jerk off to the sight of you, just once.”
“As if you’ve got anything to complain about. You jerking of while watching me, it just drives me crazy. I’ve tried, and I just can’t control myself.”
“And we both like the result of that, I know. But what if I helped control you? I could tie you up for the weekend…”
“Only if I can put you into chastity for a week after that,” I say, jokingly, recalling my hot fantasy of him focusing exclusively on my cock.
He’s quiet for a bit, but then, with a tone of glee in his voice, he says “Deal!”

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It’s been three weeks since we made our deal. Tim went out to buy a load of rope and tape, but we had to wait some time before the chastity device I ordered online had arrived. And we both have been horny for the full three weeks. Last week Saturday we did not leave our bed until far in the afternoon, but that’s another story.

Today it’s Friday. This weekend, Tim can have his fantasy, and the whole week after that, I’ll have mine. After we both go through our evening hygienic rituals, we go to our bedroom. I put the chastity device on my night stand, just to tease him with the week to come. And, as I strip naked, Tim brings out the ropes.
We both feel a bit giddy, as he has to use an internet video to guide him through the process of tying me up. He puts a rope harness on my upper body, and then I have to hold my arms to my sides, my hands next to my thighs. Slowly, he starts tying them to the harness in that position, being careful not to make the rope too tight. But as silly as it is that he needs an internet video to help him, with every extra loop of rope, I feel my movement capacities being reduced. I will actually be completely unable to resist him at all.
“Wait,” I say, finally grasping the situation I allowed myself to be put in, “you won’t put the chastity on me, will you? We have a deal.”
“I won’t,” he says, “a deal is a deal. After this weekend you can put me in chastity, unless you want to beg me for it to be otherwise right now?”
“Oh no,” I reply with a horny grin, “and no amount of begging is going to get you out of that chastity before the week is over.”
And with that, we kiss. Me, naked except for the rope, unable to move my arms much. Tim, still dressed, still holding the rope in his hands. He gives my balls a quick tickle, before continuing to tie my arms to my upper body. We both know that I am already in a position where I can’t escape on my own, but he adds the extra rope regardless. Goodbye to the use of my arms this weekend.
He pushes me onto the bed, laying me on my back with my head on my pillow. Getting out more rope, he ties my harness to the bed, tightening the rope as much as he can. When he is done, I can’t move my upper body at all, pinned to the bed. My dick is at full attention, but I can’t do anything with it at all. Well, that’s part of the deal I guess. I actually am rather comfortable, though I am glad I am used to sleeping on my back.
Now that I am ‘tucked in for the night’, Tim also undresses, his dick as stiff as mine. We look at each other horny, and if I could I would jump him right now. Well, I can’t, but he can, and he moves on top of me, in 69 position, his beautiful ass almost in my face. His hands move all over my upper body, feeling around the ropes, shifting them a little each time. I try to lick his arse, but it is just out of reach. And then he moves down, to my cock, ever so slowly. At first he only licks the head, flicking his tongue into the slit, while his fingers fondle my balls. Then he puts his mouth around the head, while his tongue continues licking and his fingers keep tickling. Slowly moving his mouth up and down. I moan. It feels amazing. Before long I am close to the edge, but there is nothing I can do but try and use my legs to push myself further into his mouth.
As soon as he notices, he gets out of the bed. He grabs some more rope and ties my legs to the bed as well, spreading them a little. Again he makes sure that nothing is too tight, but with ropes around my ankles, knees, and thighs, I really can’t move my legs anymore.
And then he jumps back into the bed, back into the 69 position. This time I do get hold of his dick, and we both start sucking each other. Before long, I feel his body tense and, all tied up, my body tenses like it never has before. We’re both going to cum at the same time. But, just before we do, he gets off me, moving to his side of the bed.
“Wait, stop,” he says, still breathing heavily, “I think I will enjoy our Saturday morning more if I haven’t come yet. I think it is better if we go to sleep now.”
“Please,” I moan, needing to cum right now, but he shakes his head, no. I look at him incredulously. If I had been able to, I would have finished off myself, right here and now. But I tell myself to hold back, this is his weekend, I’ll get my revenge later. He checks the ropes, making sure that they are not cutting of my circulation. He pulls our blanket over both of us, tucking it in around my feet.
“I think you should be able to sleep comfortably like this,” he says, and with that he flicks of the light in our bedroom. Yeah right, sleep while I am on edge like this. Under the blanket, he moves closer to my body, pushing his body against mine. He gives my dick a few quick strokes, which actually put me close to the edge again, as horned up as I am right now. And then puts his hand on my nipple, where it feels like it is sending jolts of erotic energy, even though he does not move it much.
Before long, his breathing becomes more regular, he is sleeping. My raging dick takes longer to ease down, longing for release. But with the lack of stimulation to it, and with me being unable to stimulate it at all, it eventually goes limp, and I fall asleep too.

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In the middle of the night I jolt awake, as Tim is grinding his body against mine, his hand moving up and down in my inner thigh. He seems to be still asleep, dreaming the best kind of dreams. If I could I would kiss him right now. Well, kiss him and fuck him senseless. After several long minutes Tim eases down again into deeper sleep. My cock is aching for release again, but to my frustration Tim has not even touched it in his sleep. It takes long before I fall asleep again.

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As I slowly wake, I see Tim on the other half of our bed, jerking off to the sight of me, as he likes to do on Saturday mornings. As always, still half asleep, the thought of him jerking off to me turns my morning wood into a full-blown erection. Before I can control myself, I try to jump on top of him, only to find that I cannot move at all. My arms still tied to my sides, my upper body tied to our bed, and my legs tied slightly spread. Oh fuck, I want to fuck that gorgeous man of mine, but I can’t. My dick is so stiff it feels as if it could burst.
Tim has kept watching me, has kept jerking off, and when I moan in frustration, that pushes him over the edge. A massive load of his cum lands all over my tied down body. I can see from his face that he is in ecstasy. I love him. Just jerking of while looking at me can get him to this high, oh, if only he would touch my dick right now, I would come. I try to ask him if he could, but before I can do so, he presses his body against mine, holding me, while putting two of his fingers into my mouth. They taste of his cum. I want to beg him to let me cum, but can’t really do so with my mouth filled, so instead I start sucking his fingers. He holds me even tighter.
We lay like this for several minutes, while he returns from his ecstasy. My dick is hard the whole time, but he does not touch it. He takes his hand out of my mouth and starts stroking my nipples, which makes me shiver with anticipation.
“Please let me come. Please please let me cum. I need to so badly,” I beg him.
“Ssssh,” is his only reply.
But I can’t keep quiet any longer. I have been horny all night, been on the edge longer than ever before in my life, “You have to let me come, please, I’m begging you. Please make me cum. Please.”
He squeezes my balls, hard, which usually is one way to keep me down, but now it is stimulation. I moan, trying to move my pelvis, to thrust, but I still am tied down. I start whimpering, begging, anything to get him to get me off.
And then he gives in, taking my penis in his hand and teasingly slow moving up and down. I want him to go quicker, but can’t form the words as my brain is flooded with the feelings from my cock. I can only moan. He takes it slow, taking several seconds to move his hand up around my shaft, several seconds to move his hand down. With his hand at my dick, his mouth finds my nipple and starts to suck it. His sucking as slow as his hand. I feel I am getting ready to explode. And then he bites my nipple and stops. I scream in surprise and pain for just a split second, before I start pleading him to finish me off. I don’t think there is anything I need as much as him finishing me off right now.
And as I am begging him, he sits down on top of me. His ass on my crotch, his legs pinning my arms to my sides even tighter. He catches my dick between his ass cheeks and holds it there, squeezing.
“You want to get off right now?” he asks.
I nod.
“You know that wasn’t the deal? That this weekend was mine, and the week after would be yours?”
I nod, trying to move my dick between his ass cheeks by moving my pelvis, but I can’t move at at all with him on top of me. He smiles.
“Well then, I will let you get off, if you beg me to put you into chastity for the week,” he offers, while very subtly moving his ass around my shaft. I am reduced to just the feelings flooding from my cock.
“Yes, yes” I shout.
And without stopping the movements of his ass for one moment, he asks “Yes, what?”
I have to think hard on every word, forcing my brain out while the feelings to my cock have fully taken over. “Yes. Please. Put. Me. In. Chastity. Please. Please. Please.”
“Is that all you want?” he asks, with a mean smile, now also slowly stroking my nipples, “You’re just begging me to put you into chastity?”
That fucking tease, forcing me to say it again even though I can barely form the words while he is fucking jerking me off. “Put. Me. In. Chastity. Please.” I force out.
As I do, he bends forward, removing his ass from my crotch, and gives me one hell of a kiss.
“Ok,” he says. And, while looking me into the eyes, he stuffs a sock in my mouth, then tapes it shut with duct tape around my head. Before I have the time to think of complaining, not that I can anymore, his mouth is on my dick, sucking it. Still slowly, but this time it is getting me closer and closer to the edge. I moan through my gag, preparing myself for a huge orgasm, my whole body tense. He stops.
“Now I’ll give you what you begged for, wait a second,” Tim says as he gets up and leaves the bedroom. I moan in frustration, but it’s better now that I know he’ll let me get off in a bit.
Within moments he is back, dropping a bag of ice in my crotch. And as I realize I should also have asked to be let off, he starts locking my dick in the chastity device.