pt. 3 Male Bonding
Note: if you are not into gay male stories Pt. 3 can be skipped without adversely affecting your enjoyment of the remainder of the series.
I called Nick first thing in the morning at work. To say my brother-in-law was excited about what would happen that evening would be an understatement. It did not take much to convince him to meet me for lunch at my house to come to some kind of agreement to suggest to the ladies regarding future sexual activities.
Quickly we devoured our pizza before launching into the very exciting topic of who would get to fuck who and when. The discussion flowed easily as we agreed on the obvious things like spouses get priority with each other. Then I pulled out my set of handcuffs telling him that Cheryl and my mother were already my submissives.
His eyes nearly popped out of his head hearing this news. His look turned to shock as I demonstrated the handcuffs by attaching them to his wrist and the rung on the back of the chair. I was proud of myself as I completed this task so fast he did not have time to stop me. Calmly I stood in front of him and unzipped my fly pulling out my member.
"What in the fuck are you doing Matt? I ain't fucking gay," Nick protested. I looked down and saw the bulge in his pants. Honestly, I didn't know if I was turning him on or just thinking of the situation in general had him aroused I stroked my cock and got closer.
"Fucker if you ever want to have sex with my wife or mother again you will do what I say and when I say to do it. Besides kissing another guy isn't any different than kissing a lady. I'll prove it right now," I said boldly wondering what I was getting myself into. I leaned down and grabbed his head and pulled it up to meet my face. He resisted but I was determined.
He successfully pulled away so I pulled a pair of Cheryl's filthy cum soaked panties from my pocket and showed them to him and rubbed them under his nose. Coolly I spoke, "Cheryl's juices smell pretty good don't they? I know how much you want them! It isn't very hard for you to get more of the real thing just relax and enjoy."
My male on male experiences had been extremely limited. I am more bi-curious than bisexual as I only experiment on rare occasion. For some reason I didn't understand I really wanted Nick at that moment. Firmly I placed my hands on both sides of his head and yanked his mouth up to meet mine. I had him in a vice-like grip.
His eyes bulged out of their sockets as my lips got closer and closer. Our lips touched lightly. Then taking a deep breath I forcibly rammed my tongue into his mouth. He returned my kiss but it wasn't exactly enthusiastic. But, he had given in enough that on the second kiss I held his head with only one hand. Nick had gotten the idea that I was serious and because of the handcuff he was at my mercy.
As I probed his mouth with my tongue I dropped my hand to his lap and squeezed his rock-hard cock through his pants. He couldn't help but let out a groan. Our kiss grew more passionate as I ran my hand up and down his shaft. Nick sat there quietly as I moved down and bit his neck as I unbuttoned his shirt.