Today was my birthday Part 3

Author: ianlt
Title: TODAY WAS MY BIRTHDAY PART 3
Date: 19 January 2015

Here is the final part of the "Today" story, Enjoy, Ianlt

TODAY WAS MY BIRTHDAY PART 3

I was both elated and exhausted from the workout that the three of them had given me. I was actually pleased with how I had “performed” and delighted with all the new things I had been introduced to. Kneeling in the mud and dirst seemed just perfect.

“I called Robert and he is on his way to get you, so we better get you ready.”

Shit, what did you do that for?” the other two cried. And, guiltily, I felt just the same. I love Robert and I wanted to be with him, but I was having such an amazingly good time with these men.

“Lets be realistic fellas, if we return him in good shape, Robert will let us play with him again, don’t you think?”

“What makes you think we will ever lay our eyes on him again?” asked Smooth.

“Look what skills we’ve taught him. “Said Goatee, “Surely, he will be grateful for that?”

“Maybe so, but, you know, he has kept him hidden so far.”

Bearded interrupted the conversation, “Look, I’ve already extracted a promise from Robert that we can play with him again in exchange for giving him back in the way that Robert wants him back. So one of you untie him.”

Smooth and Goatee willingly untied me leaving only the ball stretcher, but all the while, they kept a banter of how dirty and disgusting I was. Then Bearded instructed them to put restraints on my wrists, and padlocked them together in front of me. Ankle restraints were put on my ankles and my feet were separated by a pole between the ankles. A rope was tied to my wrists and my arms were raised overhead, stretching me so I was standing on my toes. Goatee, the lover of cock and ball play attached a 2lb weight to my balls and gave the weight a swing. I groaned.

“Who said you could make any comments, boy?” said Bearded. He strapped a ball gag into my mouth. “Maybe that will help you to remember that no one cares what you think or want.”

“Oh come on now,” laughed Smooth.” Take a look at that cock of his and tell me he isn’t getting what he wants. It has been that huge since we took him off the table at his house.”

And it was mostly true; I had been rock hard or semi-erect ever since they tied me up on the table that morning.

“Well, hose him down and wash the dirt off him” said Bearded

And Smooth turned the hose on me and the cold water felt good in the hot sun. Goatee stripped off his clothes and joined me in the hose, rubbing my body with his hands, paying close attention to making sure my cock was well cleaned. Smooth turned off the hose and Goatee took a towel and dried me off.

Bearded approached me removed my gag and holding my chin in his hand, he looked straight at me. Ever been fucked, boy”

“No Sir,” I felt a wave of excitement and dread wash over me.

“Well you will be before you leave here today. Ever had anything up your ass, boy?”

“No Sir”

“God this is so delightful.” said Bearded, “a virgin, truly amazing in this jaded age. Well because we are such nice guys, I’m going to make it easy for you, and open you up a bit first.”
He brought out a butt plug with wires from the end. “Know what this is boy?”

“Yes sir, an electrical butt plug. I saw one in Robert’s stuff.”

“Right boy, and this will make your butt very happy.” With that he stuffed the gag back in and buckled it in place. Then he put the black rubber hood/gas mask on over my head and zipped it closed. Plunged into the blackness, I remembered to control my breaths to avoid shutting off the air valve.

I felt the plug being rubbed against my ass, It was slick from lube and gently and gradually I could feel it slip into my ass. It felt enormous but probably wasn’t. I fought the urge to expel it. But it wasn’t coming out anyway. My sphincter muscles grasped the narrow base of the plug and for good measure, I could feel cords put around my waist and through my ass crack fixing the plug hard inside of me.

Then I felt a glimmer of sensation. I could hardly tell if I felt it or if I imagined what it felt like. But gradually I became convinced of a rhythmic muscle contraction in my ass. “Is this what it feels like to be fucked?”

It was incredible, the regular in and out movements of my anal muscles. I felt myself slip into a totally relaxed and aroused erotic state. All sense of consciousness left me except for the regular movement in my ass.

That reverie was broken by a sudden change in the power of the impulse. I jerked and danced off my toes. I swung from my wrists. I gasped and had no air. Now I figured out why I was tied this way. There was no way I could stop dancing around, the weight swinging from my balls, and my gasps for air prevented by the valve in the mask. The current surged down my legs, and up through my cock and balls. It was agony and yet it was highly erotic. And then the power would be turned down and the regular erotic pulse would surge through my ass, the sensation of being fucked.

For who knows how long, they would turn up and down the current, and I would scream and dance or fall into an erotic reverie.

Eventually I felt my arms being lowered. The wrist restraints were then tied off with my arms to the side at shoulder height. It felt good to stand on my feet and even shuffle my balance. The butt plug was playing its ass fucking current and I was totally at peace.

I felt the hood being unzipped and pulled off my head. The bright sunlight blinded me after the blackness of the hood. As my eyes cleared, I saw Robert standing in front of me. A Robert that I’d not seen before. He was barechested save for a leather harness accentuating his chest. Tight chaps outlined a studded cod piece holding what I knew was his huge cock. He had heavy thick-soled boots and leather gloves. I’d seen those items of his leather uniform before, but not in toto, in a leather setting. He clearly dominated the scene. His charisma or something made the other three seem subordinate. How long had he been there? Had he been the one controlling the electrical box, one of the guys laughing as I danced? Did he like what he saw?

And as I stared at him, I realized that he was the one that I wanted to possess me. I had felt lust and desire and erotic attachment to these other men, but for Robert, I had love. No one else could possess me like he could.

Robert approached me and smiled, “Well my boy, you have been having all together too much fun today from what I hear.” Looking down at my cock, he added, “or see.”

“You probably didn’t even miss me. I wouldn’t have blamed you for not even having had a thought for me today.”

How did he know that, I actually hadn’t thought of Robert for most of the day, this man who I love, who rescued me, who I just now realized that I loved more than anything or anyone.

He put his arms around my head, and I leaned into him. I felt a mix of desire for him, and was ashamed for not missing him. He unbuckled the ball gag and tossed it aside. Before I could say anything he clamped his mouth on mine, and our tongues were intertwined. I struggled against him, to force my body into one with him. Maybe that was the most exquisite bondage torture of the day, not being able to merge myself with him, being held by the ropes.

Robert, holding my head gently with his hands, pulled away and said, “Forgive me, I’ve deprived you of a lot of pleasure because I didn’t trust enough. I’m so sorry.”

Forgive him? He was sorry? For what after all? Here I had been feeling guilty about the sexual lust I had spent my day in, a lust devoid of Robert and he acknowledged what I felt, and accepted the responsibility. Could there be any greater expression of love?

“I’m grateful to these fellows for showing me how wrong I was. So, I have two things to say; one, I promised them that we will get together and play often, that is, if you want to? And two, I’m going to make up for my neglect of your sexual desires beginning right now.”

And I said, “Yes, Oh God, yes to both things. Please Robert.”

“So put that thing back in his mouth.” Robert instructed Smooth.

“But this might be more appropriate,” said Smooth holding up a huge penis gag. “He has been learning how to do this today and another lesson might help.”

“Sure go right ahead” and Smooth forcefully and with a smile and gentle pat of my cheek, stuck the gag in and buckled it.

Bearded stopped the electrical pulses in my ass and pulled the plug out. I felt bereft.

“May I?” asked Goatee as he knelt in front of me with his hands behind his back.

“Only if he doesn’t cum till I do.” Said Robert. “But you aren’t properly attired,” he continued as he tossed heavy cuffs to Bearded who proceeded to cuff Goatee’s hands behind his back.
Robert then stepped behind me. He wrapped his arms around me and grabbed hold of my tits between his thumb and index finger. He rolled the tits ends between his fingers and I felt his cock probing my ass. My ass was as ready as it ever would be, having had a plug in it for who knows how long.

Robert slid his cock in. I felt complete somehow with him inside me. I leaned back into him. Goatee had put my cock into his mouth and was gently licking it and running his tongue over its surface. The sensations from my pelvis were indescribable, total ecstasy.

Robert began pumping into me, His rhythm and intensity constantly changed, and he kept his hands firmly on my tits. Goatee matched Robert’s rhythm. Was I conscious? Was I dreaming? Could a man have such pleasure? Obviously yes if one loved and was loved by Robert.

Robert’s pace picked up, his breathing more intense, his force stronger, and his grip on my tits stronger. And with a huge shout, he came. I felt the pulsing of his cock inside of me. For an instant I felt totally fulfilled in the pleasure that Robert had experienced.

But Goatee had matched Robert’s pace, just a little behind, and with in a few seconds, I was bucking against the chains, fighting them with every muscle in my body, slamming myself into Robert’s strong arms as he was laughing. And in a huge yell around the gag, just as Goatee pulled his mouth off my cock, I came. I came all over Goatee’s face, and he laughed with delight.

Robert milked the last drops of cum from me, I was untied, and we went home. I was a happy and tired boy, but was already waiting for the next time we would play.