My first submission to Literotica, this is a fictionalized account of some of our fantasies. Please vote and send me your positive suggestions.
Poor Chuck. He's so nervous sometimes. He has no idea how good-looking and sexy he is and he's always afraid people won't like him. But those people who don't desire his body enjoy his mind. He's one of those genuinely nice guys you sometimes meet and always like. We've been lovers for a long time, but much of it we've lived a long way apart from one another, but the distance never cooled our passion for each other.
He has a submissive streak we've been exploring more and more. I'd never really been into that. In fact, there were parts of it that I really didn't think I wanted anything to do with, like inflicting pain or forcing someone to do what I told them to do. But I've learned from Chuck that sometimes a certain kind of pain can be very erotic, and that he sometimes really wants to be "forced." So I've pushed some of my own boundaries and have found out there are all sorts of ways to enhance our pleasure.
One night I had decided to play with his mind, so I took him to a local bath house. It's a nice clean one, not like some I've been in where you want to wear boots because of what the floor looks like. Chuck had been there a couple of times with another friend so he wasn't too nervous about going. We rented a locker in what was basically a wide place in a hallway and took off our clothes. Chuck is always nervous getting undressed. Once he's naked, he relaxes, but somehow stripping where anyone can see him really pushes some of his buttons. I could see his eyes looking around just before he pushed down his pants. I don't let him wear underwear when we are together so as his pants went down his cock appeared. He was semi-hard, that nice stage where his cock had swollen so it looked nice and big, but hadn't yet become a standup erection.
I reached over and took his cock in my hand, jacking it a couple of times just for the pleasure of feeling it. Chuck gave a small groan of arousal and we collided into an enthusiastic battle of tongues. Our two torsos met and pushed against each other as we each tried to overcome the skin barrier and merge into one being.
"Very nice," came a voice as we backed off for a moment. I heard Chuck's quick intake of breath, as he looked to see who was there, then hung his head like a kid caught with his hand in the cookie jar. Of course, his hand was in front of his now very erect and swollen cock, but the look was just the same. Chuck never plays poker because every feeling he has registers all over his face, and I could see the embarrassment in both the look on his face and the blush that rushed up from his neck.
"Why, thank you," I responded warmly, while Chuck maintained his embarrassed silence.
"Chuck, how do you respond to a compliment?" Head still down, his eyes darted incredulously to me, to find me watching him and waiting for a response. His eyes closed momentarily as he took a breath and tried to compose his face before looking up and mumbling a thank you to our audience of one.
"You two are obviously together," he said, "If you'd like a third sometime tonight, I'd be happy to join you." With that, he continued past us and on down the hallway.
Chuck's eyes were still darting around to see if anyone else was watching, so I stepped up behind him and hugged him so he could feel my cock pressed against his ass. Then I reached down and jacked his cock again, but this time he was facing the hall so anyone could see. I could feel the tension in his body as he on display, and I knew he wanted to turn away from the hallway, but I didn't budge. I hugged him tighter and nuzzled his neck as I quietly told him how hot and sexy he was and how much I wanted to fuck him. That and my hand stroking his cock took his mind off any other people who might be there and I felt him relax and snuggle back into me as his cock regained its full size and pointed proudly up to the sky again.
I continued to hold him and stroke him, urging him into full arousal, readying him for what was to come. When his eyes closed and his head dropped back onto my shoulder I knew he was beginning to feel an orgasm approaching. Quietly I whispered to him, "Keep your eyes closed a minute and don't move." getting a quiet moan of pleasure in response. I gently released him and turned to the still open locker, reaching into my bag and slipping out his collar, then I stepped close behind him again and resumed my gentle stroking. With my other hand I gently slid the leather collar up his belly and began rubbing his nipples with it, further stimulating him. He was already so turned on that he didn't realize it was his collar until I slid it on up to his neck and had to stop stroking his cock to fasten it around his neck.
He started to object, but I quietly shushed him and returned my hand to his cock, distracting him with my hand and my voice as I whispered to him how good he was going to feel. Another little moan came from his lips and he settled back against my chest again.
"Wait just another minute," I told him and turned again to the locker. This time I pulled out his leash and a big black marking pen. Stepping close again I used the leash to stimulate his skin before clipping it to his collar. This time I got no reaction and I knew he was now thinking only with his dick. I pulled the top of the marker off with my teeth and leaned down a bit behind him and began to write across his ass, just below his belt line. I got the first three letters in before he woke up enough to react. He twisted around trying to see what I had written but couldn't quite see it.
"What did you write?" he asked with a certain note of concern in his voice.
"Just a minute," I said and added a K, M and E after the FUC I had gotten on at first. "I just put down what you wanted so you wouldn't have to say it," Then I closed the locker and gave a tug on his leash as I started down the hall. "Come on, lets take a shower." As he followed me he kept trying to see what I had written.
"Lee," he pleaded, "what did you write on my ass?"
Just then a nice-looking middle-aged guy was coming toward us. "Chuck, why don't you ask him to read it to you?" I asked loudly enough to be clearly heard by this guy. He stopped and looked at us and I could see his cock begin to pulse and grow.
I turned to Chuck and held his eyes as I told him, "Ask him to read it to you. That way you'll know what it says.
A hunted look came across Chuck's face. He was afraid of what the guy would see if he turned around, he was sure it would embarrass him. "Ask him," I repeated with that little edge that told Chuck he was going to have to do it so he might as well get it over with.
Embarrassment and terror flew onto Chuck's face, but he knew he had to do it. He forced his eyes from me and over my shoulder. "Please, sir," he said and had to clear his throat before continuing, "would you please tell me what is written across my ass?" Then he slowly turned around.
I watched a smile play across the guy's face. "I'd be happy to," he said, and Chuck twisted around to look at him, perplexed. It says, "Fuck me," the guy said, "and I'd be happy to."
Chuck clearly wanted to sink through the floor, but his cock was at attention again and I knew how much this terrible embarrassment turned him on.
"I'm Lee," I said and put out my hand, " and this is Chuck."
"I'm Mark," he responded and took my hand.
"Chuck hasn't been washed yet," I said, "we just got here. Shall we clean him first?"
Mark looked at Chuck, "Did you shower before you came tonight?"
Chuck nodded.
"Then I think it will be okay. I like a little clean sweat on a guy. We can clean him up afterward."
Just down the hall, hanging on the wall, was a container of condoms. Mark found a lubed one and said, "How about over here?"
Around the sunken area for the hot tub there was an open metal railing. Four or five guys were in the tub watching a porno projected on the wall. There was a huge close up of an asshole and a cock that looked about four feet long just pushing its way in. "That's just what is about to happen to you," I whispered to Chuck and I saw him gulp. Then I bent him over and tied off his leash to the top rail with only about 12-14" of slack. By this time the guys in the hot tub had turned to see what was happening and I saw Chuck cringe again to see them watching him about to get fucked.
Just to make sure Chuck was really okay I bent over and quietly asked him, "Is it raining?" That was our way of checking in. If Chuck needed things to stop or slow down he would say, "No," or shake his head. I massaged his neck a moment and he slowly nodded his head.
Mark had already slipped on the condom, I checked to make sure, and was bent over Chuck's back, rubbing and kissing his skin. He slid his hands around under Chuck and began to tease Chuck's nipples. They are really sensitive and I saw Chuck begin to move a little in response. Then one hand slid down to fondle Chuck's already hard cock. I could see the struggle on Chuck's face between the embarrassment of being tied to the rail with a hard cock, obviously about to get fucked, and the pleasure that was beginning to get to him. Mark's hand slowly jacked Chuck's cock as he leaned forward and laid his face on Chuck's back, gently kissing his skin and whispering sweet nothings to him. With his free hand, Mark slid around Chuck's hip, finally reaching his ass. I could see Mark making slow circles, his finger trailing up from Chuck's balls and making definite contact with Chuck's ass hole on the way by, then his hand would continue up and around Chuck's hip, going down the side and coming back in to the center along the bottom of Chuck's cheek before sliding past his ass hole once again.
With one hand jacking his cock and the other teasing his ass, Chuck was really beginning to feel the pleasure. His embarrassment had been set aside and now he was rising toward his orgasm. Mark continued to toy with his ass, now concentrating directly on the pucker and continuing to masturbate Chuck's cock. Mark raised up enough to drool some spit down Chuck's ass crack, adding that saliva to the lubrication.
Chuck's ass began to rotate and press back against Mark's finger. Mark shifted position a bit and replaced his finger with the tip of his cock, not trying to enter just yet but teasing Chuck's ass with the possibility. Again Mark leaned over Chuck's back and with the finger he'd been using on Chuck's ass he began to play with Chuck's nipples, all the while continuing his slow movement up and down Chuck's cock. Chuck was in never never land, no longer caring that he was in public and being watched. I watched the familiar expressions play across Chuck's face, expressions I'd seen many times as I fucked Chuck in front of the mirror, and knew how erotic he was finding all this.
Slowly the tip of Mark's cock increased the pressure against Chuck's more and more eager hole and Chuck increased the movement of his hips, trying now to draw Mark's cock inside him. Mark continued to croon to Chuck, urging him to relax and let that cock into his ass. Chuck must have relaxed enough for the tip to slip inside because both he and Mark stopped moving for a moment, each savoring the feel of that first penetration. "Ohhh, yesss," Chuck groaned, then began to rotate his hips in earnest, welcoming Mark's cock farther into his hot tight hole.
