Puppy Love Ch. 3 The Ascent of Sir Edmund Hillary

6 hours passed faster than any six hours in the history of the world. As I took care of the list for Jonas one line at a time, We talked. Never an awkward silence, and I was smiling. Constantly smiling. My chest exploded with every stolen glance, and hair ruffle. It took a while to get everything shaved. Almost an hour and a half. We swapped stories about college, ex’es, dreams, ambitions, ideas and much more than your average conversation outputs. He double checked my entire body, making sure every follicle was invisible. Next came number 2:
INSERT BUTT PLUG
Now this part really frazzled me. My ass was an exit only hole until that moment. It’s part of the reason I always flaked out on guys. I was no virgin mind you. But let’s just say I have a good reason not to want to get fucked. Bad memories….
Jonas saw the worry in my face. “I gotcha man”
He instructed me to lie on the bed, and my legs pretended to be “jazz hands” in the air. He lubed the plug very well which couldn’t have been wider than two average fingers. The length was at least 4”. Not a problem for most people, but the black plug glistening with lube sent a wave of panic through my body. He spread some on my hole which cooled my body and warmed it at the same time. He began to massage just outside the hole as if it were a whirlpool and his finger was caught in the flow. I involuntarily moaned. Suddenly before I knew it, I felt a strange pressure inside me. I looked down and realized he was finger fucking me. “How’d he get his finger in without me noticing, or feeling the pain….that…evil… pain?”
I smiled. He grinned. “You’re in good hands…or rather good hands in you.”
I laughed heartedly. By the time I stopped, the plug was in. I couldn’t explain it. My hole was so tight, and any sort of penetration before, even as small as his pinky, caused great amounts of pain
There was only explanation. He was either magic, or a ninja. Both very cool and sweet in my humble opinion. Next came to number three: LEATHER COCK SHEATH.
I was already hard, so affixing the sheath was somewhat difficult, but not impossible, with some tugging and some basic instruction from Jonas, it was on. It was like a penis leather glove, included the balls too! 4: LEATHER SHORTS.
I couldn’t believe that we were the same size. Size 27 leather gear is pretty hard to find. As I pulled them up I didn’t understand what the metal pieces were for. The ones poking through the belt straps around my thighs and waist. Then I saw the locks in Jonas’s hands.

Well there I was plugged, my cock in a leather sheath inside a leather prison, and yet I was not thinking about my bonds, or that erotic feeling in my gut. I was only thinking about Jonas’s back…and how much I wanted to… well you know…

To be continued