Suddenly Steven was on cloud 9 because his fantasy man knew where he lived and would be coming over to meet him tonight. Its no big deal, thought Stevie, of course the manager would know where all his employees lived. Besides it wouldn't take much to look it up on the computer anyway. It
still gave Stevie a thrill, knowing that Aaron cared enough to know where he lived. It put a smile on his face as he walked through the city on his way home.
Since he was going passed this way, on route to the Christian Brothers College, he decided to pick his 35mm camera that was being repaired. He grabbed a couple of rolls of film as well because there were bound to be some hot studs working out on the ovals and Stevie liked nothing better than to take shots of hot studs who were half-naked and had large bulges protruding from tight shorts and track pants. He'd purchased a special telephoto lens for the camera that got him really close to the action
without his subjects knowing they were being photographed. It set him back a fair bit, but it was worth it for some of the shots he got. He had more photos in his private collection than he showed to most people and more than one had a few cum stains on them, too. He was going to make sure this
rendezvous with George wasn't going to be a total waste. He might even get a few choice pics of the stud as well.
It was a warm sunny day, and Stevie had worked up a bit of a sweat by the time he made it down to the ovals behind Wakefields. The ovals themselves were deserted as all the school kids were still in class, but two figures had just finished doing some laps and could be seen doing stretches to cool
down. As he got closer, Stevie noticed that one of those figures was wearing a blue mesh top with 69 emblazoned across its front, so Stevie knew he had come to the right place. He decided to sneak around and approach the ovals from the other side. The grounds were set beside parklands on the far
side, and the school kids often used the bush to hide from teachers while taking a smoke. From this vantagepoint, Stevie had a perfect view of the George and his friend, being hidden by the foliage along the side of the oval. The trees cast shadows over the area, and unless Stevie walked out of
the shadows, no one would know he was there. He decided to try out his camera, and loaded a roll of film into it in preparation for a few shots.
As Steven focused his camera on the two boys with their hands on each other's shoulder for balance while stretching their hamstrings and calves, he realised George's companion was none other than Brad. He used to be part of the karate squad until he moved to the other side of the city. He and
Stevie used to compete for the captaincy on many occasions with Stevie always being the better man. There was no love lost between the two of them, though they had always respected each other, despite being friendly rivals. It was actually a relief when Brad stopped training and a lot of the tension in the squad disappeared. No one realised how tense everyone was around Brad until he left. He always seemed on edge, and only the coach seemed to be able to control him. It was ironic that he was now hanging with George, Stevie's current nemesis.
Both guys stopped stretching and stood up, though Brad did not take his hands away from George's shoulders. George's glance darted around looking to see if anyone else was around.
"Feels like you have a bit of tension in those shoulders. Why do you keep looking around? You've been like the cat that doesn't want to be caught with the canary in its mouth. You expecting someone?"
"I told you we were going to get rid of our built up tensions. I was hoping the dude to do it would be here by now."
"Chill out, Georgie. I'll take care of you until the dude arrives."
Brad moved around behind George and started massaging his shoulders. It felt good to have Brad work on those shoulders. George didn't realise how tense he was, or how good Brad's fingers where to get deep into those knotted muscles of his neck. George was practically purring under Bradley's
caress. Those hands moved down from the shoulder and neck and slipped down under the mesh top, then up to those pectoral muscles and pert nipples. One hand pinched and squeezed a nipple while the other hand rubbed around those abdominals and then down into George's pants to massage his groin and pubes. He felt Brad's hot breath on his neck, and boner pushing against his ass. George's own dick had blown up to full size and wanted Brad's hand wrapped around it. Georgie didn't expect Brad to come on to him, but he liked it really well.
Stevie couldn't believe what he was seeing. Brad, the macho stud of the karate squad, was fondling a guy and kissing him on the neck. The telephoto lens zoomed in to show about 9 inches of steel poking out from the leg of Brad's loose-fitting jogging shorts before he moved din to rub it between
those tight buns of George's behind. It was a feeling that George obviously enjoyed as his own track pants had tented out as Brad's hand groped around him there. Steve began to wish he had brought more than just a couple of rolls of film with him. He expected to get a few shirtless shots as the
guys worked out, but this workout was even better than he had hoped. It was lucky the camera was autofocus, as Steve was absorbed in the heavy petting going on down on the oval.
Brad had moved around in front of George, and looked into his hungry eyes and smiled knowing that George wanted it as much as he did. This was the first time that Stevie had seen Brad smile. It was a very nice smile, which seemed to light up his face. Stevie thought Brad would have got a lot more
out of the squad if he had smiled more instead of walking around with a continual scowl. Stevie realised that he was actually attracted to Brad, and wished that he were there in Bradley's arms instead of George. Brad had dark wavy hair that hung down one side over those nice brown eyes, and he was forever pushing it back, except when he wore his bandanna on his head. Stevie's lens andered all over Brad's taut body as Stevie saw his friend in a new light. The contours of his muscles in his back were easily seen through the dampness of the sweat on his shirt. His body definitely looked hot and photographed nicely. He was going to be a welcome addition to Stevie's collection.
Standing there looking into each other's eyes, Brad slowly put his hand on George's thigh. George jerked away for a second but then Brad tried it a second time. This time George didn't pull away. He just let Brad do what he wanted. Brad moved in and started kissing and biting George's neck, like a
vampire hungry for a kill, while his hands slid up my George's thighs and massaging his groin. Stevie felt a stirring in his groin as he recorded the action on film. Stevie wanted Brad to blow George so he could see that hard piece of meat once more and photograph it. As if reading Stevie's thoughts,
Brad dropped to his knees and pulled down George's pants. His touch was very gentle and soothing on George's hot body. Those expert hands took George's throbber and began to manipulate that muscle as George picked up the rhythm with his fucking hips. Stevie took picture after picture as that
pecker slid in and out of Brad's hands. The look of hunger and joy on both boys' faces showed how much they enjoyed giving each other pleasure.
With Brad on his knees, George wanted him to put his mouth on his big juicy cock, and suck his dick, but Brad had other plans. Once George had a rhythm going and was really getting into it, Brad stopped and let go of that throbbing boner. He watched as it pulsed on its own, mere inches away from his mouth. George looked down at his friend through eyes glazed with lust, realising that his dick was not being worked over.
"Why did you ?"
"Shhh." Said Brad as he stood up and deep throated his friend in a long hard kiss.
He began fucking his mouth with his tongue while continuing to masturbate George's monkey. George was being over-stimulated and knew that he would not last much longer. His balls were churning up a load that promised to flood the whole oval in a sea of hot jism. Once more at the height of passion, Bradd stopped jerking his friend and pulled back from the kiss. Now Brad had his friend where he wanted him, willing to do anything to get off. The look in George's eyes said it all. He dropped his pants and pushed George down onto his knees. He thrust his hips forward and buried George's face in his groin. Immediately George opened his mouth and took Brad's huge pecker all the way as though he had swallowed this whopper before. Who ever thought that George would be seen being face fucked and loving it?
Everyone was right into the action, including Stevie who was almost through his second roll of film. No one knew how difficult it was to watch two hot studs get off on each other, while trying to take photos, and have your own throbbing bone crave for attention as well. The second roll was finished
and Stevie peeked over the camera in time to see someone in the distance jogging towards the boys. Another jogger had come onto the grounds and the boys were oblivious to the new presence making his way towards them. Stevie's first instinct was to yell out to George and Brad so they wouldn't
be caught, but it would also give away his position and role in this voyeuristic exchange. They would have to take their own chances with this intruder.
Closer and closer the jogger came as Brad continued to plow George's face with his hard member. The jogger stopped when he spotted the two boys hard at it, and then continued to walk towards them. Brad noticed the intruder and pulled his dick from George's mouth and nodded towards the jogger. George looked over towards where Brad indicated, smiled and got to his feet. He walked over towards the jogger, wrapped his arms around his waist, and gave the intruder a long hard kiss. Stevie's camera clattered to the ground as it fell from his hands. He could not believe his eyes. There, in Stevie peeked over the camera in time to see another jogger in the distance come onto the grounds and the boys were oblivious to the new presence making his way towards them. Stevie's first instinct was to yell out to George and Brad so they wouldn't be caught, but it would also give away his position and role in this voyeuristic exchange. They would have to take their own chances with this intruder. The jogger stopped when he spotted the two boys hard at it, and then continued to walk towards them. George looked over, smiled and got to his feet and walked over towards the jogger watching them. He wrapped his arms around his waist, and gave the intruder a long hard kiss. At first Brad was blocking the view of the intruder, but when Brad moved Stevie's camera clattered to the ground as it fell from his hands. He could not believe his eyes. There, in the arms of his nemesis, was his own fantasy-man, Aaron.
Steven was stunned. The morning shift manager of Burger King, his early morning friend and confidante, and the man of his jerk-off fantasies, was now in the arms of the karate kid who has been tormenting him. His first thought was to walk up behind George and give him an axe-kick on the side of the head while he was deep-throating his friend. Then he thought better of it because he would have to deal with Brad as well. He was angry enough to take them both on, but while he couldn't control his anger, they had the advantage. Instead he decided to bid a silent retreat back into the bush and then around behind the ovals and disappear unnoticed. He needed some time to think about this. He just could not believe that Aaron could be intimate with a prick like George. So as silently as he arrived, Stevie slipped away leaving the three guys on the ovals to have their fun.
Stevie was gone and didn't see Aaron push George away from him.
"What do you think you're doing?" asked George.
"You've had your fun, George. I've done what you asked, I'm here. But it doesn't mean I have to play your games with you and your toy boy here."
"You have it wrong, Aaron. You're my toy boy, and you will do what I ask and play my games for as long as I say so. Just remember I have a video of you getting it off with that young stud, Ricky, and unless you want me to put it on the net for all to see, you are going to jump when I say jump, and beg
for more. You got it?"
"You're going too far, George. This is a not the place to play your control games. This is a public place next to school grounds. If we're caught here we are all dead."
"He's right, George. Maybe we should take it somewhere more private. " said Brad, "Why did you choose this spot anyway?"
"I was hoping someone else would be here for the party. But let's go over into the bush for a little more privacy then. But first you're going to do a little strip-tease for us, Burger boy, just so you know who the Masters are here."
"What here??"
"Don't talk back to me Burger boy! From now on you don't speak unless I tell you to speak. Now get those clothes off so we can see those blonde pubes of yours."
Aaron glared at his new Master, but knew he was unable to do anything yet. As long as George had that tape, he was under his control. He slipped the t-shirt over his head, and then lowered those red satin jogging shorts down to his knees, revealing a pair of light blue briefs that had begun to bulge
despite Aaron's better judgement.
"Looks like Burger boy is enjoying this as much as we are, George."
"Okay Burger boy, you can leave the clothes here. Let's go into the bushes and get down to some real fun."
Aaron was relieved they let him keep his briefs on out here in the open, but wasn't too keen on having to leave his shorts and T-shirt behind. He threw them over to the thicker scrub beside the oval where the bushtrack lead down into the clearing deeper into the bush. At least no one would run off with
the clothes unless they were looking for them. It didn't take long for them to get to the clearing that was away from prying eyes. Aaron was thankful for that, at least. He didn't know what these two had planned for him, but the bulges in their shorts hadn't died down, so he knew it was not going to be good in some ways. Part of him also liked the idea of being slave to two such hot guys as George and Brad.
Aaron hadn't notice the two boys come up on either side of him. Each grabbed an arm and brought him over to a large gum tree with a nice smooth trunk, which felt good against his bare skin. Pinned against the tree, George and Brad started kissing him and fondling his balls and dick through the thin
material of his briefs. Brad began working his way down Aaron's body, licking his neck, shoulders, and chest until he found those nice hard nipples. Meanwhile George had knelt in front of Aaron and was playing with his erection as it stuck out of Aaron's blue briefs. When he was fully hard, George tore the briefs from Aaron's body.
"Hey, what do you think you're doing??" shouted Aaron who had been engrossed in Brad's nipple play.
George stood up and pinned Aaron to the tree. Aaron could feel his erection sparring with George's own boner confined in his shorts. They were face to face, body to body, eye to eye. George had a stern look in his eye, and for the first time Aaron was afraid. George liked the look of fear he saw in
those eyes and softened a little, though a leer stretched out that face of power.
"I think that we're going to have to give you a demonstration of who is the boss around here. I told you not to talk unless I said you could, remember?"
A look of shock and fear came over Aaron's face. He could both try and fight his way out against two karate kids, or he would have to face whatever punishment was in store for him. Either option was not encouraging. The adrenaline rush Aaron experienced started him shaking. But it was more than
just fear, there was also a sense of excitement about what was about to happen. His cock grew harder than he ever remembered it getting.
"Look at the hardon throbbing in his briefs, George!" exclaimed Brad.
"Do your job first", said George, "We have plenty of time to play later."
While George had Aaron pinned to the tree, Brad had taken out some rope from their hidden place and tied each of Aaron's hands and feet. These he wrapped around behind the tree and pulled them tight. Now his arms were tied around behind the tree and his ankles were spread wide.
"There". Said George stepping back and looking at their tied up slave.
"What are we going to do with him now?" asked Brad while licking his lips.
"Well I had hoped that our Burger King here was going to have a little Prince to play with, but since he isn't here, you'll get to do whatever you want with him Bradley boy. You'd like that wouldn't you?"
"Oh yeah!" smiled Brad, unable to take his eyes off the bulge in Aaron's briefs.
George noticed Brad was entranced by Aaron's cloth covered prick, like a puppy being teased by a bone.
"Here, let me start things off for you, Brad."
George reached into his bag that was also hidden in the bushes and pulled out a pocketknife and a pair of socks. The socks looked like that had been worn and George scrunched one of the socks up and made a ball of it. Aaron was wary of what George was going to do with the socks and the knife, but he thought better than to protest just yet. He wasn't in much of a position to
complain anyway.
Suddenly George was up against him and has stripped to his briefs too. He moved over to Aaron, and pressed his body up against his tied captive. Their chest hairs mingled while their hardening cocks meshed together as well. George kissed Aaron on the cheek as his breath sent a shiver of anticipation
through Aaron. Then he bent over him and began licking his neck. The feel of George's tongue was soothing on Aaron's skin. His dick throbbed involuntarily as George began to tongue his way down Aaron's body. When he came to the nipples, George began lightly biting first one then the other of
Aaron's nipples. Aaron moaned as George's mouth did its work on him.
In the meantime, Brad had stripped off naked and was slowly jerking his pulsating prick as he watched his friend kiss and lick their captive. Not wanting to miss out on the fun, Brad crawled over to the tree and began to lick both Aaron and George's legs as well. He licked from one leg all the
way across to the other as George gyrated his hips against Aaron's. He licking legs all the way up the ankle, knee, and then thigh to the hip of Aaron's and then across to George's hip and back down George's leg, stimulating both boys. With his nipples getting a workover from George, and Brad giving his leg a tongue bath, Aaron began to enjoy being captive to these guys.
George lowered himself down Aaron's body, as Brad began to french kiss with Aaron. Being tied up and getting kissed, Aaron failed to notice that George had the pocketknife in his hand and had cut away the briefs that covered Aaron's now hard, throbbing member. It was when the cool breeze caressed his groin that Aaron realised he was naked, but at that moment he did not care. His body was being taken to sexual heights he had not anticipated. With Aaron's cock now hanging free, George went to work on it, lapping up the drops of precum oozing from the head before deep-throating it as Brad moved over to continue working on Aaron's hard nipples. The thrill of having sex outdoors combined with the bondage scenario heightened the sexual pleasure of all three boys who were getting close to eruption.
Brad was the first one to explode. He was humping Aaron's leg while sucking on Aaron's tongue. The pleasure he began to feel was indescribable! Without someone sucking his rod or pulling it, Brad wasn't prepared for the level of pleasure he was experiencing sucking on Aaron's tongue and humping his leg. He began to feel his balls tighten up and he knew he couldn't hold back any
longer. He wanted this release, and he needed this release. He grabbed Aaron's dick in his hands and began thrusting his own boner in between his hands and Aaron's cock. The double stimulation of his own hands and someone else's bone was enough to send Brad over the edge. It felt so incredible
that he almost lost his balance as spurt after spurt was released, covering Aaron in the hot jism.
In the meantime George had retrieved some strips of leather and while Brad was once more kissing Aaron in post-orgasmic pleasure, he slipped the cords around Aaron's hard cock and balls and tied them off tightly. Aaron screamed at the sudden tightness felt around his balls. At first he thought that
George had taken the knife to them and cut them off. In actual fact he had Aaron in a homemade cockring that prevented Aaron from shooting his load.
"Now my turn to have some fun with our Burger boy here." Leered George, "But first we'll have to make sure you don't scream again."
George walked over to Aaron and pulled hard on his tied up balls. The pain went through Aaron's entire groin and he screamed in sudden pain. George took this opportunity to stuff the balled up sock in Aaron's mouth, and used the other sock to tie around his head in an improvised gag.
"That should do nicely." Smiled George admiring his handiwork.
At that moment the school bell resounded throughout the grounds. "Shit! That means school kids are going to be all over here in a minute. Grab your stuff, Brad. We'll have to save our fun for another time."
"What about the dude? Are we just going to leave him here?"
"I don't see why not? He should have been here sooner so we could have our fun. This will be a lesson to him for not doing what he is told."
So Brad and George gathered up their things as Brad watched in horror at the thought of being left here.
"We have another tournament on the weekend, Burger boy, and you are going to be there. When it's over, we are going to have our fun. You got that?"
Aaron nodded, being unable to speak. George smiled and slapped Brad on the shoulder before the two of them departed, leaving Aaron tied to the tree. He struggled to release his bonds but to no avail.
Just then he heard voices, and the sounds of people walking through the bush in his direction. Here he was tied up and with a raging hardon that wouldn't go down, couldn't go down because it too was tied. Hopefully they would untie him and set him free from this humiliation. It had all been a
strangely erotic nightmare.
"Whoa, guys! Look what I've found, you won't believe it!" Stevie looked over at the clock for about the hundredth time. It now read 8:35pm. It had been several hours since he'd witnessed the morning shift manager of Burger King, his early morning friend and confidante, and the man of his jerk-off fantasies, in the arms of the karate kid who has been tormenting him. He just could not believe that Aaron could be intimate with a prick like George. Had he stayed there, Stevie would have seen that Aaron was a reluctant participant in this relationship, having been drawn to it in the same way George was trying to recruit Stevie. He also failed to see his boss get tied to the tree with George and Brad making love to Aaron, before they left him there as the bell from the nearby school sounded.
An hour earlier, Stevie was ready to give Aaron a piece of his mind and confront him about what he saw. However now, with each passing moment, Stevie became more and more concerned about his friend. Aaron wanted to come over to Stevie's place tonight to give him the massage he didn't get
to finish in the early hours of the morning. They decided to make a date and to meet at Stevie's place at eight o'clock. It was not like Aaron to stand anyone up. After all, it was his idea in the first place to meet. If he got held up, he would have called. It was Aaron's way. Stevie called Aaron's place, but got the answering machine. (He'd got Aaron's home number some time ago but was always afraid to use it) Next he called the Burger King restaurant, but they hadn't seen him since this afternoon either. Now Stevie was really worried.
It would be silly to think that he would still be over at the ovals since it was several hours now since Stevie had last seen Aaron there, but a little voice in the back of Stevie's mind told him to go check it out anyway. Within minutes he was at the ovals but it was too dark to see anyone around. Taking out his flashlight, he retraced his steps of this afternoon back to where he had seen Aaron and George kissing. It was almost as though he still expected to see the three of them still at it, but the ovals were empty. It was then that he noticed some discarded clothes were thrown into the scrub just off the side of the oval. Immediately he recognised the clothing, it was Aaron's.
Just up from where he found the clothes was a dirt track leading into the bush. On a hunch, Stevie decided to follow the track. Deeper and deeper into the bush he went until he came to a clearing that was secluded from the oval nearby. He noticed some ropes that were tied to a tree, which was
unusual to find here. A sudden moan to the side of him, startled Stevie and he whizzed the beam of light around to find a naked body had been stretched out and tied face down around a log. He knew that body anywhere, even without clothes. He had found Aaron at last.
'Oh my god,' thought Stevie. 'What did they do to him? If he's hurt in any way I'm going to kill the bastards.'
Aaron's head moved around as the light beam alighted on his body and Stevie noticed that he was gagged and unable to speak. He also noticed a pocketknife on the ground beside the log and he used this to cut the bonds around Aaron's hands and feet. Aaron's legs were wide apart and it was obvious that more that one person had their way with Aaron. Stevie didn't know whether to shout in rage or cry in sorrow at what Aaron must have been put through. Next laid Aaron down in the coma position and removed the gag to find a balled-up sock had also been inserted in Aaron's mouth. Aaron had
seemed unconscious and Stevie was worried he might have choked to death until he noticed him breathing and he had a steady pulse. Stevie had always wanted Aaron naked in his arms, but this was not the way he expected it to be. He noticed that Aaron's groin was also bound and released him when Aaron stirred.
"Nooooo.." he shouted and sat upright.
"It's okay Aaron. Everything is going to be alright now. You're safe."
"Steven? Is it really you?"
"Yes it is. But don't worry about it right now. Let me get you back home where its warm. Come on."
Stevie helped Aaron to his feet, and helped him put on his discarded shorts they could make it home without being arrested. Once they were home, Stevie got a blanket for Aaron and started a bath. A nice warm bath would help wash away the aches and pains and hopefully some of the memories too. So while the bath was running, andd Aaron had dozed off again while huddled in the blanket. Stevie called his karate coach, Adam, to come over and help him out. He explained the situation and the state he found Aaron in to his Sensei. As it turned out, Adam also had a doctor friend whom they could confide in, and they came over right away to give Aaron a checkout to make sure there was no serious damage done. The doctor then helped Aaron into the bath and left some sleeping pills with Stevie in case he needed them.
By this time Adam had returned with some of Aaron's things as well as his car which Aaron had left on the other side of the ovals. He also brought in the overnight bag and some clothes that Aaron had requested.
"We're going to have to do something about George and Brad." Said Adam when he was alone with Stevie.
"I'm not even sure if they were the ones who did this to him, Sensei. I mean they seemed really friendly the last time I saw them. I couldn't believe they would do something like this."
"That George has always had a bit of a mean streak in him. But its better we don't do anything until we get the full story from your friend. Will you two be all right?"
"Yeah, we'll be fine. Thanks for your help, Adam. I don't know what I would have done without you."
"When are your parents due home?"
"Not until the following Monday."
"Well I'm only a phone call away if you need anything. You better go and check on your friend to make sure he doesn't fall asleep in the shower and we'll talk tomorrow."
"Will do. Thanks again."
"Hey, I have to look after my sexy Champions anyway." Said Adam with a wink before walking out the door.
Stevie helped Aaron with the bath, and amid some feeble protests from Aaron who had regained some of his strength, gave him a couple of the pills the doctor had left, helped Aaron into some boxers and put him in Stevie's bed to sleep it off. Stevie slept in the bedside chair, keeping vigil over his friend for the night. He could have slept in the same bed, but in light of the circumstances he thought he chair was the better option. They both slept until the early hours of the morning when Stevie's alarm went off. As Aaron didn't stir, Stevie got changed for work and look Aaron's keys and
left him a note in case he woke while Stevie was gone. Aaron looked so peaceful sleeping there in Stevie's bed that Stevie couldn't resist giving him a kiss on the forehead and a gentle rub on his cheek. He didn't want to leave Aaron alone but someone had to open up the restaurant or they would
both lose their jobs, so he reluctantly left his fantasy boy alone in slumber in his bed.
It was lucky that Stevie decided to go and open up work, too, because he had forgotten that the maintenance guy wasn't going to be there either. So it was that Stevie occupied his time filling cloth buckets with warm, sanitized water to wash down the benches, changing the oil in the cooking
vats, informing the other manager of Aaron's unavailability due to food poisoning and doing what he normally does until the breakfast crew arrived. Then it was a made rush of cooking eggs, bacon, sausage, and pancakes in between running down to the other end of the store to take orders for
drive-thru. Throughout all of this, his mind was on the health and well being of his friend in his bed. Normally he'd stay on for a while after his shift to see if Aaron needed a hand with anything, but today it was home a minute after it was knock-off time.
When he got home, he found Aaron sitting on the couch in the living room, still in his boxers.
"Hi Stevie, I can't thank you enough for all that you've done for me, for last night and today. I am really in your debt, y'know."
"Nah, you would have done it for me if I was in need."
"Well I appreciate it just the same. I guess I have a few things to explain to you now. It's not exactly how I envisioned this but there's no avoiding it now."
"You don't have anything to explain. I understand."
"No, I don't think you do. Stevie, I'm gay."
"I know. I saw you and George earlier in the day."
"You saw us?"
"Yeah, George is trying to blackmail me and he asked me to be over at Wakefields just before you arrived. I was in the bushes watching George and Brad go at it when you arrived. I'm cool with you being gay, even if you and George are an item. Kind of took me back seeing you and George together
but I forgot all of that when I saw how helpless you were tied to the log."
Aaron starred at his friend, stunned by some of the implications of what Stevie just said. It took him a moment to clear his thoughts.
"First up, George is not my boyfriend. He has been blackmailing me as well. He caught me and Ricky going at it, back at the restaurant, and threatened to post pics and videos of us on the net if I didn't answer his every whim. He also found out that I had the hots for you and made me point you out at the last tournament to make sure you were the guy I was talking about. That's why I didn't go over to you after the match because I felt like a Judas betraying the one I loved."
"So that's why he hit on me in the changerooms? To see if I'd respond?"
"I'm sorry Stevie, I really didn't want you to get involved in all of this."
"Look, George is no longer an issue. I have pics of him and Brad going at it, that I developed last night. They're graphic enough to shut him up and keep him off our backs. I'll set up a website and tell him that if he so much as breathes our air, the site address will be announced in all the newsgroups as well as emailed to some of his closest friends. I am sure George won't bother us anymore."
"Actually, I should thank George."
"Thank him? Why?"
"If he didn't do what he did to us, you wouldn't have come out to me."
"Umm, yeah. I never thought you were gay, Aaron, though I've always wanted you."
"Now you have me. Now we have each other."
Aaron then proceeded to explain how he had rejected George just after Stevie had departed, and how Brad and George had tied him to a tree and turned him on and got off on the bondage scenario. He also related how they were interrupted by the school bell and how they decided to leave him tied
naked to the tree by whoever traveled that way. It turned out that a gang of Seniors had come to the clearing for a smoko and found Aaron there bound and naked. They all took turns jacking Aaron off to the point of orgasm before shooting their loads over him, and laughing that Aaron couldn't come
because of the improvised cock ring. They then decided they wanted more than just a jerkoff, so they held Aaron at knifepoint while releasing him and tying him to a nearby log. There they were able to feed him their meat at both ends while getting off with their bound captive. When they all came
a second time, they left Aaron bound to the tree and went on their way.
"It sounds like some kind of S&M fantasy, if it wasn't against your will." Said Stevie who was now on the couch besides Aaron. Aaron had his hand on Stevie's thigh as he related the story.
"Now that I think about it, it was a bit of a turn on, but I was also scared shitless most of the time. Having half a dozen guys at all once was pretty amazing. For guys who were supposed to be straight they sure knew how to feed me their dicks while plugging me at the same time. "
"It's a wonder you can even sit down at all."
"Well, we won't go into my sordid past and my miraculous feats of endurance and sexual prowess." Smiled Aaron brushing the hair back from Stevie's eyes. "Not now that we have the future to look forward to with you and I."
"Umm, I don't know if I can do that, Aaron. I've never done anything like that before with anyone."
"Then let me be your teacher and friend. I want to make love to you, Stevie. I have loved you since the first time you set foot in the restaurant. Please don't deny me now."
"You sure we should do this? I mean you've just been through a hell of an ordeal. Maybe you should rest some more until you get your ..."
Aaron moved closer to Stevie and put an arm around him. At last Stevie could feel the soft skin of his fantasy man around his neck. One hand was around his neck while the other hand moved under his shirt and was rubbing his chest, and Steven forgot what he was saying. All the while Aaron was
looking Stevie right in the eye, to make sure his newfound lover was okay with this. The initial startled rabbit look dissolved, when Aaron's lips met his. At first it was the gentle peck on the lips. When no resistance was met, Aaron's tongue glided slowly over Steven's lips as though begging
for entry. At the same time, he tweaked Stevie's nipple. As Stevie moaned in joy at the double stimulation, Aaron moved in and pressed his lips against Stevie's open mouth. Now was the time to release the passion of the moment. Aaron had wanted to do this for so long, that he couldn't back out
now. He was sure that Steven wanted this as much as he did. Now he would find out for sure.
His tongue snaked out seeking prey, and Stevie was encoiled in a lover's embrace, experiencing his first french kiss. Steven felt Aaron's tongue exploring around his mouth and lips before he finally got the courage to sample that sensation with his own tongue. Like two snakes, the tongues sparred from one mouth to the other. He felt new sensations that were neither experienced nor imagined by Stevie for the first time. He was in the hands of a real pleasure stud. Stevie's senses were in overload, he
writhed under the manipulation of Aaron's nipple play, he swooned at the sweet aroma of Aaron's body, and he savoured the taste of Aaron in his mouth as their tongues entwined in loving caress. Stevie wrapped his arms around Aaron and returned the love. The last vestige of hesitance was
broken, as he gave in to the pleasure that Aaron was providing. Resistance is futile. He was now a part of the collective. Two minds become one and their only thought was to please each other in every possible way.
"Now look what you did to us." Aaron said smiling when they finally came up for air, pointing down to his tented boxers and Steven's bulging pants.
He grabbed Steven's hand and placed it over the bulge in his boxers, humping the hand as he pressed it against him. Stevie had the cock of his dreams in his hand for the first time and he could feel its hardness beneath the silky cotton material of the boxers. It felt so good in his hand that he wanted to get it out and feel its warmth.
"Go on, take it out." Said Aaron as if reading Stevie's thoughts.
"I, ah, I can't." said Steven nervously.
"Then maybe I should make you a little more comfortable first, then."
Aaron got up from the chair and knelt down in front of Stevie who now had alarge bulge in the front of his pants.
"That's a nice bulge you have there, Steven." Said Aaron placing his hand over the bulge and giving it a squeeze. Stevie moaned in pleasure at the touch.
Aaron continued to fondle that package with one hand while putting with Stevie's chest and nipples with the hand beneath his shirt. When a patch of precum formed on Stevie's pants, Aaron decided to take it to the next level. He stood up and straddled Stevie's hips, resting his buns right over the top of Stevie's hard member. He rocked back and forwards a couple of times to let his lover know he was still in control. Then he pulled off Stevie's Burger King vest and then undid the buttons on Stevie's shirt, one at a time, before pulling it off him. He placed his hands over Stevie's chest and he felt his heart thumping wildly under the eortic ministrations of his friend.
"Don't worry Stevie, I'll look after you." He said to console his friend as he leaned in to kiss him by way of assurance.
It was a nice long french kiss as both boys explored each other's mouth with their tongue once more. Aaron bit on Stevie's lip before working his way down over his chin, and nuzzling into Steven's neck, licking it all over in preparation of a bite. When stevie could take no more of this, he then moved down to his chest and began it lick it all over before concentrating on those now hardened nipples that begged for attention. Aaron whirled his tongue around those little mounds of flesh, from one to
the other and then back again. Sensations were running wild through Stevie's body as he held his eyes closed, enjoying the pleasure Aaron was giving him. It was more than he had ever dreamt about, and it was his fantasy man giving it to him.
Aaron slid further down Steven's body, his hot breath now caressing the exposed flesh of Stevie's belly. His tongue darted into Stevie's belly button before covering the whole stomach with kisses and licks. While he was kissing, Aaron's hand worked on the button and zipper of Stevie's pants and got them undone. He got off his friend for a moment so he could pull the pants off and then reached up and pulled down the elastic band of Stevie's boxers as well. Steven was now laying there naked with a throbbing boner that was leaking with excitement. Aaron grabbed Steven's hands and place then on his own hips as he stood above Steven. Taking the hint, Steven pulled off Aaron's boxers and now they were both naked. Hard, and ready to love each other. Steven had now crossed the boundary and he wanted to score the goal.
"Suck me, please Aaron. I want you to suck me." Said Stevie in barely a course whisper. It was a command that Aaron was happy to oblige but not just yet.
He slowly sank down to his knees with his hands on Steven's thighs. He w anted to give Steven as much pleasure as he possibly could, he was consumed with hunger for this young man who now begged to be sucked. Bending his head down, he kissed the top of Steven's cock, which throbbed at the touch of that warm contact. His tongue flicked out and lapped up the precum juices before slowly licking all around the head and up and down either side of the shaft. When he had licked all around the throbbing member, he then kissed every inch of that hard flesh. He was teasing Steven, making it
last until Steven couldn't take anymore.
Steven's fingers combed through Aaron's dark brown styled hair as he worked on that prick. He wanted Aaron to take it in his mouth and swallow him, but he was not doing it. He placed his hands on Aaron's shoulders and felt the warmth of his very smooth skin. He caressed them in a passionate touch, when Aaron looked up at him with his hazel eyes and beamed up at his lover. Stevie smiled back and Aaron's tongue flicked out again, now licking around the head as though it was a chuppa chup or an ice-cream that was Aaron's favourite flavour. Once more Stevie moaned in pleasure.
"Do you like this, Stevie?" asked Aaron mischievously.
"Oh yes, Aaron. You are awesome."
"Would you like me to suck you all the way now?"
"Oh please, please suck my dick."
"Then that is what you shall have, my love."
Aaron knew that Steven was enjoying this, by the way he was moaning and writhing on the couch. He took Stevie by the hand and led him to his bedroom where he lay him down on the bed. Once more he knelt down between Steven's widespread knees, bent down and began kissing all over Steven's throbbing knob, before wrapping his lips around the head. Slowly, as though tasting every inch of Steven's hard member with his lips, he moved down that cock until those lips were nestled in Steven's pubes. He held Steven buried down his throat as he throat muscles massaged the phallus before coming back up for air again, to tickle the cock-head with his tongue. Steven placed his hands on either side of Aaron's head as he moved slowly back up until just the head was in his mouth, before plunging all the way back down again. It was ecstasy and torture both at once. The way it
throbbed with each contact, Aaron knew it would not be long before he tasted the essence of his lover.
This time he decided to give his friend what he wanted and changed from the slow blowjob to a faster pace of sucking and jerking that dick off at the same time. Aaron's sudden desire for the taste of his mate sent his passions over the edge.
"Ohhhhhh, Aaron. This is soo awesome. You are sooo good, man. I'm going to cum, Aaron. I'm going to ahhhhhhhhhhh..." Sighed Steven.
With his face buried in his pubes, Aaron felt the first convulsion of Stevie's throbber as it blasted its first load of cum down Aaron's throat. He moved up the dick head so he could taste the jism on his tongue as his lover continued to feed him his love-juice. Not a drop was wasted as Aaron devoured it all and sucked Steven dry, savouring every bit of it.
Stevie sighed in contentment at the first blowjob he had ever received, and it was at the hands and mouth of his fantasy-man. He looked down at his friend and smiled at the cheeky grin that Aaron had on his own face. Aaron moved up Steven's body and planted a kiss on his lips. They held on to each
other and life was good once more.
"I should do you now." Said Steven as they parted lips, uncertain about giving his first blowjob and hoping that Aaron would like it as much as he did.
"There's plenty of time for that, my love. Let's just enjoy this moment in each other's arms for a while."
For now, life just could not get any better. At last Steven's fantasy had come true. He had his own Burger King to hold and love and cherish forever.
still gave Stevie a thrill, knowing that Aaron cared enough to know where he lived. It put a smile on his face as he walked through the city on his way home.
Since he was going passed this way, on route to the Christian Brothers College, he decided to pick his 35mm camera that was being repaired. He grabbed a couple of rolls of film as well because there were bound to be some hot studs working out on the ovals and Stevie liked nothing better than to take shots of hot studs who were half-naked and had large bulges protruding from tight shorts and track pants. He'd purchased a special telephoto lens for the camera that got him really close to the action
without his subjects knowing they were being photographed. It set him back a fair bit, but it was worth it for some of the shots he got. He had more photos in his private collection than he showed to most people and more than one had a few cum stains on them, too. He was going to make sure this
rendezvous with George wasn't going to be a total waste. He might even get a few choice pics of the stud as well.
It was a warm sunny day, and Stevie had worked up a bit of a sweat by the time he made it down to the ovals behind Wakefields. The ovals themselves were deserted as all the school kids were still in class, but two figures had just finished doing some laps and could be seen doing stretches to cool
down. As he got closer, Stevie noticed that one of those figures was wearing a blue mesh top with 69 emblazoned across its front, so Stevie knew he had come to the right place. He decided to sneak around and approach the ovals from the other side. The grounds were set beside parklands on the far
side, and the school kids often used the bush to hide from teachers while taking a smoke. From this vantagepoint, Stevie had a perfect view of the George and his friend, being hidden by the foliage along the side of the oval. The trees cast shadows over the area, and unless Stevie walked out of
the shadows, no one would know he was there. He decided to try out his camera, and loaded a roll of film into it in preparation for a few shots.
As Steven focused his camera on the two boys with their hands on each other's shoulder for balance while stretching their hamstrings and calves, he realised George's companion was none other than Brad. He used to be part of the karate squad until he moved to the other side of the city. He and
Stevie used to compete for the captaincy on many occasions with Stevie always being the better man. There was no love lost between the two of them, though they had always respected each other, despite being friendly rivals. It was actually a relief when Brad stopped training and a lot of the tension in the squad disappeared. No one realised how tense everyone was around Brad until he left. He always seemed on edge, and only the coach seemed to be able to control him. It was ironic that he was now hanging with George, Stevie's current nemesis.
Both guys stopped stretching and stood up, though Brad did not take his hands away from George's shoulders. George's glance darted around looking to see if anyone else was around.
"Feels like you have a bit of tension in those shoulders. Why do you keep looking around? You've been like the cat that doesn't want to be caught with the canary in its mouth. You expecting someone?"
"I told you we were going to get rid of our built up tensions. I was hoping the dude to do it would be here by now."
"Chill out, Georgie. I'll take care of you until the dude arrives."
Brad moved around behind George and started massaging his shoulders. It felt good to have Brad work on those shoulders. George didn't realise how tense he was, or how good Brad's fingers where to get deep into those knotted muscles of his neck. George was practically purring under Bradley's
caress. Those hands moved down from the shoulder and neck and slipped down under the mesh top, then up to those pectoral muscles and pert nipples. One hand pinched and squeezed a nipple while the other hand rubbed around those abdominals and then down into George's pants to massage his groin and pubes. He felt Brad's hot breath on his neck, and boner pushing against his ass. George's own dick had blown up to full size and wanted Brad's hand wrapped around it. Georgie didn't expect Brad to come on to him, but he liked it really well.
Stevie couldn't believe what he was seeing. Brad, the macho stud of the karate squad, was fondling a guy and kissing him on the neck. The telephoto lens zoomed in to show about 9 inches of steel poking out from the leg of Brad's loose-fitting jogging shorts before he moved din to rub it between
those tight buns of George's behind. It was a feeling that George obviously enjoyed as his own track pants had tented out as Brad's hand groped around him there. Steve began to wish he had brought more than just a couple of rolls of film with him. He expected to get a few shirtless shots as the
guys worked out, but this workout was even better than he had hoped. It was lucky the camera was autofocus, as Steve was absorbed in the heavy petting going on down on the oval.
Brad had moved around in front of George, and looked into his hungry eyes and smiled knowing that George wanted it as much as he did. This was the first time that Stevie had seen Brad smile. It was a very nice smile, which seemed to light up his face. Stevie thought Brad would have got a lot more
out of the squad if he had smiled more instead of walking around with a continual scowl. Stevie realised that he was actually attracted to Brad, and wished that he were there in Bradley's arms instead of George. Brad had dark wavy hair that hung down one side over those nice brown eyes, and he was forever pushing it back, except when he wore his bandanna on his head. Stevie's lens andered all over Brad's taut body as Stevie saw his friend in a new light. The contours of his muscles in his back were easily seen through the dampness of the sweat on his shirt. His body definitely looked hot and photographed nicely. He was going to be a welcome addition to Stevie's collection.
Standing there looking into each other's eyes, Brad slowly put his hand on George's thigh. George jerked away for a second but then Brad tried it a second time. This time George didn't pull away. He just let Brad do what he wanted. Brad moved in and started kissing and biting George's neck, like a
vampire hungry for a kill, while his hands slid up my George's thighs and massaging his groin. Stevie felt a stirring in his groin as he recorded the action on film. Stevie wanted Brad to blow George so he could see that hard piece of meat once more and photograph it. As if reading Stevie's thoughts,
Brad dropped to his knees and pulled down George's pants. His touch was very gentle and soothing on George's hot body. Those expert hands took George's throbber and began to manipulate that muscle as George picked up the rhythm with his fucking hips. Stevie took picture after picture as that
pecker slid in and out of Brad's hands. The look of hunger and joy on both boys' faces showed how much they enjoyed giving each other pleasure.
With Brad on his knees, George wanted him to put his mouth on his big juicy cock, and suck his dick, but Brad had other plans. Once George had a rhythm going and was really getting into it, Brad stopped and let go of that throbbing boner. He watched as it pulsed on its own, mere inches away from his mouth. George looked down at his friend through eyes glazed with lust, realising that his dick was not being worked over.
"Why did you ?"
"Shhh." Said Brad as he stood up and deep throated his friend in a long hard kiss.
He began fucking his mouth with his tongue while continuing to masturbate George's monkey. George was being over-stimulated and knew that he would not last much longer. His balls were churning up a load that promised to flood the whole oval in a sea of hot jism. Once more at the height of passion, Bradd stopped jerking his friend and pulled back from the kiss. Now Brad had his friend where he wanted him, willing to do anything to get off. The look in George's eyes said it all. He dropped his pants and pushed George down onto his knees. He thrust his hips forward and buried George's face in his groin. Immediately George opened his mouth and took Brad's huge pecker all the way as though he had swallowed this whopper before. Who ever thought that George would be seen being face fucked and loving it?
Everyone was right into the action, including Stevie who was almost through his second roll of film. No one knew how difficult it was to watch two hot studs get off on each other, while trying to take photos, and have your own throbbing bone crave for attention as well. The second roll was finished
and Stevie peeked over the camera in time to see someone in the distance jogging towards the boys. Another jogger had come onto the grounds and the boys were oblivious to the new presence making his way towards them. Stevie's first instinct was to yell out to George and Brad so they wouldn't
be caught, but it would also give away his position and role in this voyeuristic exchange. They would have to take their own chances with this intruder.
Closer and closer the jogger came as Brad continued to plow George's face with his hard member. The jogger stopped when he spotted the two boys hard at it, and then continued to walk towards them. Brad noticed the intruder and pulled his dick from George's mouth and nodded towards the jogger. George looked over towards where Brad indicated, smiled and got to his feet. He walked over towards the jogger, wrapped his arms around his waist, and gave the intruder a long hard kiss. Stevie's camera clattered to the ground as it fell from his hands. He could not believe his eyes. There, in Stevie peeked over the camera in time to see another jogger in the distance come onto the grounds and the boys were oblivious to the new presence making his way towards them. Stevie's first instinct was to yell out to George and Brad so they wouldn't be caught, but it would also give away his position and role in this voyeuristic exchange. They would have to take their own chances with this intruder. The jogger stopped when he spotted the two boys hard at it, and then continued to walk towards them. George looked over, smiled and got to his feet and walked over towards the jogger watching them. He wrapped his arms around his waist, and gave the intruder a long hard kiss. At first Brad was blocking the view of the intruder, but when Brad moved Stevie's camera clattered to the ground as it fell from his hands. He could not believe his eyes. There, in the arms of his nemesis, was his own fantasy-man, Aaron.
Steven was stunned. The morning shift manager of Burger King, his early morning friend and confidante, and the man of his jerk-off fantasies, was now in the arms of the karate kid who has been tormenting him. His first thought was to walk up behind George and give him an axe-kick on the side of the head while he was deep-throating his friend. Then he thought better of it because he would have to deal with Brad as well. He was angry enough to take them both on, but while he couldn't control his anger, they had the advantage. Instead he decided to bid a silent retreat back into the bush and then around behind the ovals and disappear unnoticed. He needed some time to think about this. He just could not believe that Aaron could be intimate with a prick like George. So as silently as he arrived, Stevie slipped away leaving the three guys on the ovals to have their fun.
Stevie was gone and didn't see Aaron push George away from him.
"What do you think you're doing?" asked George.
"You've had your fun, George. I've done what you asked, I'm here. But it doesn't mean I have to play your games with you and your toy boy here."
"You have it wrong, Aaron. You're my toy boy, and you will do what I ask and play my games for as long as I say so. Just remember I have a video of you getting it off with that young stud, Ricky, and unless you want me to put it on the net for all to see, you are going to jump when I say jump, and beg
for more. You got it?"
"You're going too far, George. This is a not the place to play your control games. This is a public place next to school grounds. If we're caught here we are all dead."
"He's right, George. Maybe we should take it somewhere more private. " said Brad, "Why did you choose this spot anyway?"
"I was hoping someone else would be here for the party. But let's go over into the bush for a little more privacy then. But first you're going to do a little strip-tease for us, Burger boy, just so you know who the Masters are here."
"What here??"
"Don't talk back to me Burger boy! From now on you don't speak unless I tell you to speak. Now get those clothes off so we can see those blonde pubes of yours."
Aaron glared at his new Master, but knew he was unable to do anything yet. As long as George had that tape, he was under his control. He slipped the t-shirt over his head, and then lowered those red satin jogging shorts down to his knees, revealing a pair of light blue briefs that had begun to bulge
despite Aaron's better judgement.
"Looks like Burger boy is enjoying this as much as we are, George."
"Okay Burger boy, you can leave the clothes here. Let's go into the bushes and get down to some real fun."
Aaron was relieved they let him keep his briefs on out here in the open, but wasn't too keen on having to leave his shorts and T-shirt behind. He threw them over to the thicker scrub beside the oval where the bushtrack lead down into the clearing deeper into the bush. At least no one would run off with
the clothes unless they were looking for them. It didn't take long for them to get to the clearing that was away from prying eyes. Aaron was thankful for that, at least. He didn't know what these two had planned for him, but the bulges in their shorts hadn't died down, so he knew it was not going to be good in some ways. Part of him also liked the idea of being slave to two such hot guys as George and Brad.
Aaron hadn't notice the two boys come up on either side of him. Each grabbed an arm and brought him over to a large gum tree with a nice smooth trunk, which felt good against his bare skin. Pinned against the tree, George and Brad started kissing him and fondling his balls and dick through the thin
material of his briefs. Brad began working his way down Aaron's body, licking his neck, shoulders, and chest until he found those nice hard nipples. Meanwhile George had knelt in front of Aaron and was playing with his erection as it stuck out of Aaron's blue briefs. When he was fully hard, George tore the briefs from Aaron's body.
"Hey, what do you think you're doing??" shouted Aaron who had been engrossed in Brad's nipple play.
George stood up and pinned Aaron to the tree. Aaron could feel his erection sparring with George's own boner confined in his shorts. They were face to face, body to body, eye to eye. George had a stern look in his eye, and for the first time Aaron was afraid. George liked the look of fear he saw in
those eyes and softened a little, though a leer stretched out that face of power.
"I think that we're going to have to give you a demonstration of who is the boss around here. I told you not to talk unless I said you could, remember?"
A look of shock and fear came over Aaron's face. He could both try and fight his way out against two karate kids, or he would have to face whatever punishment was in store for him. Either option was not encouraging. The adrenaline rush Aaron experienced started him shaking. But it was more than
just fear, there was also a sense of excitement about what was about to happen. His cock grew harder than he ever remembered it getting.
"Look at the hardon throbbing in his briefs, George!" exclaimed Brad.
"Do your job first", said George, "We have plenty of time to play later."
While George had Aaron pinned to the tree, Brad had taken out some rope from their hidden place and tied each of Aaron's hands and feet. These he wrapped around behind the tree and pulled them tight. Now his arms were tied around behind the tree and his ankles were spread wide.
"There". Said George stepping back and looking at their tied up slave.
"What are we going to do with him now?" asked Brad while licking his lips.
"Well I had hoped that our Burger King here was going to have a little Prince to play with, but since he isn't here, you'll get to do whatever you want with him Bradley boy. You'd like that wouldn't you?"
"Oh yeah!" smiled Brad, unable to take his eyes off the bulge in Aaron's briefs.
George noticed Brad was entranced by Aaron's cloth covered prick, like a puppy being teased by a bone.
"Here, let me start things off for you, Brad."
George reached into his bag that was also hidden in the bushes and pulled out a pocketknife and a pair of socks. The socks looked like that had been worn and George scrunched one of the socks up and made a ball of it. Aaron was wary of what George was going to do with the socks and the knife, but he thought better than to protest just yet. He wasn't in much of a position to
complain anyway.
Suddenly George was up against him and has stripped to his briefs too. He moved over to Aaron, and pressed his body up against his tied captive. Their chest hairs mingled while their hardening cocks meshed together as well. George kissed Aaron on the cheek as his breath sent a shiver of anticipation
through Aaron. Then he bent over him and began licking his neck. The feel of George's tongue was soothing on Aaron's skin. His dick throbbed involuntarily as George began to tongue his way down Aaron's body. When he came to the nipples, George began lightly biting first one then the other of
Aaron's nipples. Aaron moaned as George's mouth did its work on him.
In the meantime, Brad had stripped off naked and was slowly jerking his pulsating prick as he watched his friend kiss and lick their captive. Not wanting to miss out on the fun, Brad crawled over to the tree and began to lick both Aaron and George's legs as well. He licked from one leg all the
way across to the other as George gyrated his hips against Aaron's. He licking legs all the way up the ankle, knee, and then thigh to the hip of Aaron's and then across to George's hip and back down George's leg, stimulating both boys. With his nipples getting a workover from George, and Brad giving his leg a tongue bath, Aaron began to enjoy being captive to these guys.
George lowered himself down Aaron's body, as Brad began to french kiss with Aaron. Being tied up and getting kissed, Aaron failed to notice that George had the pocketknife in his hand and had cut away the briefs that covered Aaron's now hard, throbbing member. It was when the cool breeze caressed his groin that Aaron realised he was naked, but at that moment he did not care. His body was being taken to sexual heights he had not anticipated. With Aaron's cock now hanging free, George went to work on it, lapping up the drops of precum oozing from the head before deep-throating it as Brad moved over to continue working on Aaron's hard nipples. The thrill of having sex outdoors combined with the bondage scenario heightened the sexual pleasure of all three boys who were getting close to eruption.
Brad was the first one to explode. He was humping Aaron's leg while sucking on Aaron's tongue. The pleasure he began to feel was indescribable! Without someone sucking his rod or pulling it, Brad wasn't prepared for the level of pleasure he was experiencing sucking on Aaron's tongue and humping his leg. He began to feel his balls tighten up and he knew he couldn't hold back any
longer. He wanted this release, and he needed this release. He grabbed Aaron's dick in his hands and began thrusting his own boner in between his hands and Aaron's cock. The double stimulation of his own hands and someone else's bone was enough to send Brad over the edge. It felt so incredible
that he almost lost his balance as spurt after spurt was released, covering Aaron in the hot jism.
In the meantime George had retrieved some strips of leather and while Brad was once more kissing Aaron in post-orgasmic pleasure, he slipped the cords around Aaron's hard cock and balls and tied them off tightly. Aaron screamed at the sudden tightness felt around his balls. At first he thought that
George had taken the knife to them and cut them off. In actual fact he had Aaron in a homemade cockring that prevented Aaron from shooting his load.
"Now my turn to have some fun with our Burger boy here." Leered George, "But first we'll have to make sure you don't scream again."
George walked over to Aaron and pulled hard on his tied up balls. The pain went through Aaron's entire groin and he screamed in sudden pain. George took this opportunity to stuff the balled up sock in Aaron's mouth, and used the other sock to tie around his head in an improvised gag.
"That should do nicely." Smiled George admiring his handiwork.
At that moment the school bell resounded throughout the grounds. "Shit! That means school kids are going to be all over here in a minute. Grab your stuff, Brad. We'll have to save our fun for another time."
"What about the dude? Are we just going to leave him here?"
"I don't see why not? He should have been here sooner so we could have our fun. This will be a lesson to him for not doing what he is told."
So Brad and George gathered up their things as Brad watched in horror at the thought of being left here.
"We have another tournament on the weekend, Burger boy, and you are going to be there. When it's over, we are going to have our fun. You got that?"
Aaron nodded, being unable to speak. George smiled and slapped Brad on the shoulder before the two of them departed, leaving Aaron tied to the tree. He struggled to release his bonds but to no avail.
Just then he heard voices, and the sounds of people walking through the bush in his direction. Here he was tied up and with a raging hardon that wouldn't go down, couldn't go down because it too was tied. Hopefully they would untie him and set him free from this humiliation. It had all been a
strangely erotic nightmare.
"Whoa, guys! Look what I've found, you won't believe it!" Stevie looked over at the clock for about the hundredth time. It now read 8:35pm. It had been several hours since he'd witnessed the morning shift manager of Burger King, his early morning friend and confidante, and the man of his jerk-off fantasies, in the arms of the karate kid who has been tormenting him. He just could not believe that Aaron could be intimate with a prick like George. Had he stayed there, Stevie would have seen that Aaron was a reluctant participant in this relationship, having been drawn to it in the same way George was trying to recruit Stevie. He also failed to see his boss get tied to the tree with George and Brad making love to Aaron, before they left him there as the bell from the nearby school sounded.
An hour earlier, Stevie was ready to give Aaron a piece of his mind and confront him about what he saw. However now, with each passing moment, Stevie became more and more concerned about his friend. Aaron wanted to come over to Stevie's place tonight to give him the massage he didn't get
to finish in the early hours of the morning. They decided to make a date and to meet at Stevie's place at eight o'clock. It was not like Aaron to stand anyone up. After all, it was his idea in the first place to meet. If he got held up, he would have called. It was Aaron's way. Stevie called Aaron's place, but got the answering machine. (He'd got Aaron's home number some time ago but was always afraid to use it) Next he called the Burger King restaurant, but they hadn't seen him since this afternoon either. Now Stevie was really worried.
It would be silly to think that he would still be over at the ovals since it was several hours now since Stevie had last seen Aaron there, but a little voice in the back of Stevie's mind told him to go check it out anyway. Within minutes he was at the ovals but it was too dark to see anyone around. Taking out his flashlight, he retraced his steps of this afternoon back to where he had seen Aaron and George kissing. It was almost as though he still expected to see the three of them still at it, but the ovals were empty. It was then that he noticed some discarded clothes were thrown into the scrub just off the side of the oval. Immediately he recognised the clothing, it was Aaron's.
Just up from where he found the clothes was a dirt track leading into the bush. On a hunch, Stevie decided to follow the track. Deeper and deeper into the bush he went until he came to a clearing that was secluded from the oval nearby. He noticed some ropes that were tied to a tree, which was
unusual to find here. A sudden moan to the side of him, startled Stevie and he whizzed the beam of light around to find a naked body had been stretched out and tied face down around a log. He knew that body anywhere, even without clothes. He had found Aaron at last.
'Oh my god,' thought Stevie. 'What did they do to him? If he's hurt in any way I'm going to kill the bastards.'
Aaron's head moved around as the light beam alighted on his body and Stevie noticed that he was gagged and unable to speak. He also noticed a pocketknife on the ground beside the log and he used this to cut the bonds around Aaron's hands and feet. Aaron's legs were wide apart and it was obvious that more that one person had their way with Aaron. Stevie didn't know whether to shout in rage or cry in sorrow at what Aaron must have been put through. Next laid Aaron down in the coma position and removed the gag to find a balled-up sock had also been inserted in Aaron's mouth. Aaron had
seemed unconscious and Stevie was worried he might have choked to death until he noticed him breathing and he had a steady pulse. Stevie had always wanted Aaron naked in his arms, but this was not the way he expected it to be. He noticed that Aaron's groin was also bound and released him when Aaron stirred.
"Nooooo.." he shouted and sat upright.
"It's okay Aaron. Everything is going to be alright now. You're safe."
"Steven? Is it really you?"
"Yes it is. But don't worry about it right now. Let me get you back home where its warm. Come on."
Stevie helped Aaron to his feet, and helped him put on his discarded shorts they could make it home without being arrested. Once they were home, Stevie got a blanket for Aaron and started a bath. A nice warm bath would help wash away the aches and pains and hopefully some of the memories too. So while the bath was running, andd Aaron had dozed off again while huddled in the blanket. Stevie called his karate coach, Adam, to come over and help him out. He explained the situation and the state he found Aaron in to his Sensei. As it turned out, Adam also had a doctor friend whom they could confide in, and they came over right away to give Aaron a checkout to make sure there was no serious damage done. The doctor then helped Aaron into the bath and left some sleeping pills with Stevie in case he needed them.
By this time Adam had returned with some of Aaron's things as well as his car which Aaron had left on the other side of the ovals. He also brought in the overnight bag and some clothes that Aaron had requested.
"We're going to have to do something about George and Brad." Said Adam when he was alone with Stevie.
"I'm not even sure if they were the ones who did this to him, Sensei. I mean they seemed really friendly the last time I saw them. I couldn't believe they would do something like this."
"That George has always had a bit of a mean streak in him. But its better we don't do anything until we get the full story from your friend. Will you two be all right?"
"Yeah, we'll be fine. Thanks for your help, Adam. I don't know what I would have done without you."
"When are your parents due home?"
"Not until the following Monday."
"Well I'm only a phone call away if you need anything. You better go and check on your friend to make sure he doesn't fall asleep in the shower and we'll talk tomorrow."
"Will do. Thanks again."
Stevie helped Aaron with the bath, and amid some feeble protests from Aaron who had regained some of his strength, gave him a couple of the pills the doctor had left, helped Aaron into some boxers and put him in Stevie's bed to sleep it off. Stevie slept in the bedside chair, keeping vigil over his friend for the night. He could have slept in the same bed, but in light of the circumstances he thought he chair was the better option. They both slept until the early hours of the morning when Stevie's alarm went off. As Aaron didn't stir, Stevie got changed for work and look Aaron's keys and
left him a note in case he woke while Stevie was gone. Aaron looked so peaceful sleeping there in Stevie's bed that Stevie couldn't resist giving him a kiss on the forehead and a gentle rub on his cheek. He didn't want to leave Aaron alone but someone had to open up the restaurant or they would
both lose their jobs, so he reluctantly left his fantasy boy alone in slumber in his bed.
It was lucky that Stevie decided to go and open up work, too, because he had forgotten that the maintenance guy wasn't going to be there either. So it was that Stevie occupied his time filling cloth buckets with warm, sanitized water to wash down the benches, changing the oil in the cooking
vats, informing the other manager of Aaron's unavailability due to food poisoning and doing what he normally does until the breakfast crew arrived. Then it was a made rush of cooking eggs, bacon, sausage, and pancakes in between running down to the other end of the store to take orders for
drive-thru. Throughout all of this, his mind was on the health and well being of his friend in his bed. Normally he'd stay on for a while after his shift to see if Aaron needed a hand with anything, but today it was home a minute after it was knock-off time.
When he got home, he found Aaron sitting on the couch in the living room, still in his boxers.
"Hi Stevie, I can't thank you enough for all that you've done for me, for last night and today. I am really in your debt, y'know."
"Nah, you would have done it for me if I was in need."
"Well I appreciate it just the same. I guess I have a few things to explain to you now. It's not exactly how I envisioned this but there's no avoiding it now."
"You don't have anything to explain. I understand."
"No, I don't think you do. Stevie, I'm gay."
"I know. I saw you and George earlier in the day."
"You saw us?"
"Yeah, George is trying to blackmail me and he asked me to be over at Wakefields just before you arrived. I was in the bushes watching George and Brad go at it when you arrived. I'm cool with you being gay, even if you and George are an item. Kind of took me back seeing you and George together
but I forgot all of that when I saw how helpless you were tied to the log."
Aaron starred at his friend, stunned by some of the implications of what Stevie just said. It took him a moment to clear his thoughts.
"First up, George is not my boyfriend. He has been blackmailing me as well. He caught me and Ricky going at it, back at the restaurant, and threatened to post pics and videos of us on the net if I didn't answer his every whim. He also found out that I had the hots for you and made me point you out at the last tournament to make sure you were the guy I was talking about. That's why I didn't go over to you after the match because I felt like a Judas betraying the one I loved."
"So that's why he hit on me in the changerooms? To see if I'd respond?"
"I'm sorry Stevie, I really didn't want you to get involved in all of this."
"Look, George is no longer an issue. I have pics of him and Brad going at it, that I developed last night. They're graphic enough to shut him up and keep him off our backs. I'll set up a website and tell him that if he so much as breathes our air, the site address will be announced in all the newsgroups as well as emailed to some of his closest friends. I am sure George won't bother us anymore."
"Actually, I should thank George."
"Thank him? Why?"
"If he didn't do what he did to us, you wouldn't have come out to me."
"Umm, yeah. I never thought you were gay, Aaron, though I've always wanted you."
"Now you have me. Now we have each other."
Aaron then proceeded to explain how he had rejected George just after Stevie had departed, and how Brad and George had tied him to a tree and turned him on and got off on the bondage scenario. He also related how they were interrupted by the school bell and how they decided to leave him tied
naked to the tree by whoever traveled that way. It turned out that a gang of Seniors had come to the clearing for a smoko and found Aaron there bound and naked. They all took turns jacking Aaron off to the point of orgasm before shooting their loads over him, and laughing that Aaron couldn't come
because of the improvised cock ring. They then decided they wanted more than just a jerkoff, so they held Aaron at knifepoint while releasing him and tying him to a nearby log. There they were able to feed him their meat at both ends while getting off with their bound captive. When they all came
a second time, they left Aaron bound to the tree and went on their way.
"It sounds like some kind of S&M fantasy, if it wasn't against your will." Said Stevie who was now on the couch besides Aaron. Aaron had his hand on Stevie's thigh as he related the story.
"Now that I think about it, it was a bit of a turn on, but I was also scared shitless most of the time. Having half a dozen guys at all once was pretty amazing. For guys who were supposed to be straight they sure knew how to feed me their dicks while plugging me at the same time. "
"It's a wonder you can even sit down at all."
"Well, we won't go into my sordid past and my miraculous feats of endurance and sexual prowess." Smiled Aaron brushing the hair back from Stevie's eyes. "Not now that we have the future to look forward to with you and I."
"Then let me be your teacher and friend. I want to make love to you, Stevie. I have loved you since the first time you set foot in the restaurant. Please don't deny me now."
"You sure we should do this? I mean you've just been through a hell of an ordeal. Maybe you should rest some more until you get your ..."
Aaron moved closer to Stevie and put an arm around him. At last Stevie could feel the soft skin of his fantasy man around his neck. One hand was around his neck while the other hand moved under his shirt and was rubbing his chest, and Steven forgot what he was saying. All the while Aaron was
looking Stevie right in the eye, to make sure his newfound lover was okay with this. The initial startled rabbit look dissolved, when Aaron's lips met his. At first it was the gentle peck on the lips. When no resistance was met, Aaron's tongue glided slowly over Steven's lips as though begging
for entry. At the same time, he tweaked Stevie's nipple. As Stevie moaned in joy at the double stimulation, Aaron moved in and pressed his lips against Stevie's open mouth. Now was the time to release the passion of the moment. Aaron had wanted to do this for so long, that he couldn't back out
now. He was sure that Steven wanted this as much as he did. Now he would find out for sure.
His tongue snaked out seeking prey, and Stevie was encoiled in a lover's embrace, experiencing his first french kiss. Steven felt Aaron's tongue exploring around his mouth and lips before he finally got the courage to sample that sensation with his own tongue. Like two snakes, the tongues sparred from one mouth to the other. He felt new sensations that were neither experienced nor imagined by Stevie for the first time. He was in the hands of a real pleasure stud. Stevie's senses were in overload, he
writhed under the manipulation of Aaron's nipple play, he swooned at the sweet aroma of Aaron's body, and he savoured the taste of Aaron in his mouth as their tongues entwined in loving caress. Stevie wrapped his arms around Aaron and returned the love. The last vestige of hesitance was
broken, as he gave in to the pleasure that Aaron was providing. Resistance is futile. He was now a part of the collective. Two minds become one and their only thought was to please each other in every possible way.
"Now look what you did to us." Aaron said smiling when they finally came up for air, pointing down to his tented boxers and Steven's bulging pants.
He grabbed Steven's hand and placed it over the bulge in his boxers, humping the hand as he pressed it against him. Stevie had the cock of his dreams in his hand for the first time and he could feel its hardness beneath the silky cotton material of the boxers. It felt so good in his hand that he wanted to get it out and feel its warmth.
"Go on, take it out." Said Aaron as if reading Stevie's thoughts.
"I, ah, I can't." said Steven nervously.
"Then maybe I should make you a little more comfortable first, then."
Aaron got up from the chair and knelt down in front of Stevie who now had alarge bulge in the front of his pants.
"That's a nice bulge you have there, Steven." Said Aaron placing his hand over the bulge and giving it a squeeze. Stevie moaned in pleasure at the touch.
Aaron continued to fondle that package with one hand while putting with Stevie's chest and nipples with the hand beneath his shirt. When a patch of precum formed on Stevie's pants, Aaron decided to take it to the next level. He stood up and straddled Stevie's hips, resting his buns right over the top of Stevie's hard member. He rocked back and forwards a couple of times to let his lover know he was still in control. Then he pulled off Stevie's Burger King vest and then undid the buttons on Stevie's shirt, one at a time, before pulling it off him. He placed his hands over Stevie's chest and he felt his heart thumping wildly under the eortic ministrations of his friend.
"Don't worry Stevie, I'll look after you." He said to console his friend as he leaned in to kiss him by way of assurance.
It was a nice long french kiss as both boys explored each other's mouth with their tongue once more. Aaron bit on Stevie's lip before working his way down over his chin, and nuzzling into Steven's neck, licking it all over in preparation of a bite. When stevie could take no more of this, he then moved down to his chest and began it lick it all over before concentrating on those now hardened nipples that begged for attention. Aaron whirled his tongue around those little mounds of flesh, from one to
the other and then back again. Sensations were running wild through Stevie's body as he held his eyes closed, enjoying the pleasure Aaron was giving him. It was more than he had ever dreamt about, and it was his fantasy man giving it to him.
Aaron slid further down Steven's body, his hot breath now caressing the exposed flesh of Stevie's belly. His tongue darted into Stevie's belly button before covering the whole stomach with kisses and licks. While he was kissing, Aaron's hand worked on the button and zipper of Stevie's pants and got them undone. He got off his friend for a moment so he could pull the pants off and then reached up and pulled down the elastic band of Stevie's boxers as well. Steven was now laying there naked with a throbbing boner that was leaking with excitement. Aaron grabbed Steven's hands and place then on his own hips as he stood above Steven. Taking the hint, Steven pulled off Aaron's boxers and now they were both naked. Hard, and ready to love each other. Steven had now crossed the boundary and he wanted to score the goal.
"Suck me, please Aaron. I want you to suck me." Said Stevie in barely a course whisper. It was a command that Aaron was happy to oblige but not just yet.
He slowly sank down to his knees with his hands on Steven's thighs. He w anted to give Steven as much pleasure as he possibly could, he was consumed with hunger for this young man who now begged to be sucked. Bending his head down, he kissed the top of Steven's cock, which throbbed at the touch of that warm contact. His tongue flicked out and lapped up the precum juices before slowly licking all around the head and up and down either side of the shaft. When he had licked all around the throbbing member, he then kissed every inch of that hard flesh. He was teasing Steven, making it
last until Steven couldn't take anymore.
Steven's fingers combed through Aaron's dark brown styled hair as he worked on that prick. He wanted Aaron to take it in his mouth and swallow him, but he was not doing it. He placed his hands on Aaron's shoulders and felt the warmth of his very smooth skin. He caressed them in a passionate touch, when Aaron looked up at him with his hazel eyes and beamed up at his lover. Stevie smiled back and Aaron's tongue flicked out again, now licking around the head as though it was a chuppa chup or an ice-cream that was Aaron's favourite flavour. Once more Stevie moaned in pleasure.
"Do you like this, Stevie?" asked Aaron mischievously.
"Oh yes, Aaron. You are awesome."
"Would you like me to suck you all the way now?"
"Oh please, please suck my dick."
"Then that is what you shall have, my love."
Aaron knew that Steven was enjoying this, by the way he was moaning and writhing on the couch. He took Stevie by the hand and led him to his bedroom where he lay him down on the bed. Once more he knelt down between Steven's widespread knees, bent down and began kissing all over Steven's throbbing knob, before wrapping his lips around the head. Slowly, as though tasting every inch of Steven's hard member with his lips, he moved down that cock until those lips were nestled in Steven's pubes. He held Steven buried down his throat as he throat muscles massaged the phallus before coming back up for air again, to tickle the cock-head with his tongue. Steven placed his hands on either side of Aaron's head as he moved slowly back up until just the head was in his mouth, before plunging all the way back down again. It was ecstasy and torture both at once. The way it
throbbed with each contact, Aaron knew it would not be long before he tasted the essence of his lover.
This time he decided to give his friend what he wanted and changed from the slow blowjob to a faster pace of sucking and jerking that dick off at the same time. Aaron's sudden desire for the taste of his mate sent his passions over the edge.
"Ohhhhhh, Aaron. This is soo awesome. You are sooo good, man. I'm going to cum, Aaron. I'm going to ahhhhhhhhhhh..." Sighed Steven.
With his face buried in his pubes, Aaron felt the first convulsion of Stevie's throbber as it blasted its first load of cum down Aaron's throat. He moved up the dick head so he could taste the jism on his tongue as his lover continued to feed him his love-juice. Not a drop was wasted as Aaron devoured it all and sucked Steven dry, savouring every bit of it.
Stevie sighed in contentment at the first blowjob he had ever received, and it was at the hands and mouth of his fantasy-man. He looked down at his friend and smiled at the cheeky grin that Aaron had on his own face. Aaron moved up Steven's body and planted a kiss on his lips. They held on to each
other and life was good once more.
"I should do you now." Said Steven as they parted lips, uncertain about giving his first blowjob and hoping that Aaron would like it as much as he did.
"There's plenty of time for that, my love. Let's just enjoy this moment in each other's arms for a while."
For now, life just could not get any better. At last Steven's fantasy had come true. He had his own Burger King to hold and love and cherish forever.
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