Relationships part 7 of 12

Author: spartan
Title: Relationships, part 7 of 12
Date: 16 December 2013

At work the next day, Julius came up to me when things were quiet and the nearby workers were away. “Please don’t ever tell anyone what you saw yesterday.”

“I won’t if you won’t.”

“Then it’s a deal. I have no reason to tell anyone about you, and I sure don’t want anyone to learn about that part of my life.”

“They told me you wanted to be beaten. I couldn’t believe that someone would want to be beaten that badly.”

“Don’t believe it. I like being beaten a little, but I don’t want that much. But I have no choice. I must allow Marvin to beat me. Otherwise the company will be shown that I’m into this stuff. Pictures were taken that are being held to blackmail me if I ever don’t show up at Marvin’s on weekends.”

“I’m sorry to hear that you’re into a messy relationship with Marvin. I’m fortunate to have Kevin, who is a lot better with me.”

“It’s not Marvin. It’s Kevin that took the blackmail pictures. He just loaned me out to Marvin in exchange for some income.”

“What!!!”

“It’s Kevin that I started having a relationship with. But I later found out that he just wants to develop a relationship with guys so he can shop them for income. He makes his living that way.”

“I don’t believe it! You’re just jealous of my relationship with Kevin! You’re trying to separate us!” I was starting to get angry with Julius.

“Believe what you want. You’ll find out later if you don’t believe me. Just don’t say anything to anyone here about what you saw yesterday. And for God’s sake, don’t tell Kevin what I told you here just now.” With that he left.

I was shocked. Was it true or not? Did I have a lover in Kevin, or was he just using me? I was once again conflicted. I didn’t know what to believe. Who is telling the truth? Do I go back to Kevin's this weekend or not? A part of me thought I should go, and a part of me thought I should not. I thought again about that coyote.

The rest of the week I was trying to figure that out. I finally decided that Kevin had to be the one telling the truth. It was impossible for him to fake the emotions that he showed me. I decided to avoid Julius.

When I got to Kevin’s house Friday night, rushing there immediately after work, he was there to greet me, dressed as before in his leathers, with a long kiss and embrace. I knew then that Kevin was the one who was being truthful. He asked “ready for another weekend of bondage fun?”

“You have to ask? I’ve never been happier. I’m anxious to get started. I’ve been horny all week waiting for this.”

“What would you like to start out with?”

“I so enjoyed what I ended the week in. Let’s start with that again.”

“I thought so. I’ve laid everything out on the bed. C’mon in and get changed.”

He led me into the bedroom, and there was everything as he’d said. The leather pants, the leather straitjacket, the leather hood, the ball gag, duct tape, the chastity device, the metal collar and the tit clamps. Ankle cuffs, hand cuffs, chains and padlocks were also nearby.

“You need to learn to start putting all this stuff on yourself. You obviously can’t put the straitjacket on, but everything else you should be able to put on without my help. I’m in the process of getting dinner ready, so get started.”

He left the room, and I immediately started getting undressed so I could get into gear. It took some time, as I had to figure out what order to get into things, as well as trying to get them put on. The hardest part was putting one of the tit clamps on, but I steeled myself to the pain. I kept the other clamp off, knowing that it was to be connected through the ring at the front of the straitjacket. I’d managed to get everything on before starting to put the hood on last. Kevin entered the room at that point.

“Let me get you into the straitjacket before the hood is put on.” With his assistance, I soon was in the straitjacket and hood. He worked the leftover tit clamp through the ring at the front of the straitjacket, reattaching it to the other tit. And he unzipped the pants to bring out my chastitied cock. He yanked the straps even tighter than last weekend. I was imprisoned in the straitjacket and loving it, though in pain from the tit clamps.

After I had everything on, Kevin said “damn you look so hot. I’m going to turn off dinner and let’s start playing right away.” He laid me down on the bed as before, hooking up the chains at both ends of the bed. Then he left the room.

When he returned, we just resumed where we had been the previous weekend. He took out my cock, removed the chastity, and started sucking. In no time I erupted into his mouth. But when I finished, he didn’t stop. He kept sucking my cock, plus pulling up on the tit clamp chain. I was so horny, that I soon got hard again, and erupted again. After this one, he put the chastity back on and put my cock back into my pants.

“Have you ever sucked cock?” he asked. I shook my head back and forth.

“Would you please suck mine? Seeing you again I’m horny, too, and would like to get my rocks off.”

I wasn’t sure I wanted to do this, but I would be doing my lover a favor, so I nodded my head up and down. He unclipped the chain attaching my metal collar to the bed frame, removed my hood, removed the duct tape, and removed the ball gag. He also removed the chain attaching my ankles to the bed frame.

“Just lay there. I’ll get out my self-entry leather sleep sack that I got into last weekend, and my leather hood. There’s a zipper over the cock part of the sleep sack. I’ll unzip it and my cock will stick up hard. After I get all situated, all you have to do is maneuver yourself over to have your mouth over my cock, and start sucking. I’m sure I’ll be able to react. I am so looking forward to that.”

Soon he was strapped and secured in the leather sleep sack, leather hood covering his face except for pinholes only at the nose, a duplicate of the hood I’d been wearing. I maneuvered myself over to position my face over his erect cock, and started sucking. In no time he started erupting into my mouth. I took all of his cum down my throat. I didn’t particularly care for the sensation, but the taste wasn’t bad. After he was finished, he let out a deep sigh. After that I positioned myself on top of him and gave him a big kiss. Just then I thought I heard a sound above me and looked up, but couldn’t see anything. I figured it was the house cooling off from the heat of the day.

I rolled off him, and he started to get out of his sleep sack. Soon he was dressed and pulled me out to the kitchen. I didn’t have the blindfold on, and could see what I was being fed this time. It was a great meal, but my mind wasn’t on the food. I was looking forward to what was coming next.

After dinner was over, he went into the front room, sat on the sofa, and put on a porn flick. He leaned over to me and gave me another kiss, laying his head on my shoulder. This particular porn flick was about breath control, and the various ways guys engaged in it. I learned about bagging, strangulation, choking, glove over mouth, rubber swim cap over mouth and hanging. Cutting off my nostrils to cut off my air supply was also discussed, but I already knew about that.

As we were watching, both of our cocks were trying to get hard. But mine was in chastity and couldn’t. His wasn’t in chastity and was hard. Finally he stopped the flick and asked me to get down on the floor to suck his cock again. I automatically did so, and started in. He soon erupted into my mouth and down my throat again. That was now the second time. Again, as before, he lay back with a deep sigh afterwards. He started up the porn flick again and I got back on the sofa.

We were both yawning by the time the flick was over. He led me into the bedroom, put the ball gag back on, covered it with duct tape, put the hood back on, and attached me to the bed frame as before. The sleep sack and hood were still there alongside. He said “I’m getting back into these to spend the night alongside of you. But I’ll attach chains to both ends of me as well, and make sure our leathers are touching while we sleep tonight.” I thought that was a nice touch. I looked forward to sleeping alongside Kevin.

To be continued