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Thump, thump, thump. I heard the familiar thudding of the footsteps approaching. It was time for my nightly ritual, the time that I tortured myself. I pushed aside the curtains, and crouched in my unlit window, my binoculars pressed to my eyes. Here he came. I twiddled with the binoculars until I had him in perfect focus. I could see each bead of sweat gleaming on his sculptured torso as he passed my house and turned up the path leading to the front door of the house next door. I chewed on my lower lip as he opened the door and disappeared from my view. Arrrgh, why did I do this to myself? I knew that he could never be mine – he was a real ladies man. Unfortunately, he was also extraordinarily pleasant. Magglio always had a minute to chat when we were both outside working in our gardens, or when we were both getting into cars at the same time. If he had been an insufferable prick, I could have told myself that I was lucky he was straight, but no – he had to be a nice guy! For the umpteenth time I ground my teeth in frustration, and berated myself for my stupidity. The only good thing about the whole situation was that Magglio had no idea of my feelings towards him, feelings that were fast becoming an obsession. My nights were made hideous by the dreams I had about him. I would awake in the morning feeling exhausted, the dark circles under my eyes getting larger and larger. I couldn’t go on like this much longer. Something was going to give sooner or later. Every day my desire seemed to grow deeper and deeper. I dropped the binoculars onto the floor and jumped up. I had to get a grip on myself. I was acting like a teenager, mooning over my gorgeous neighbour. I had to do something to distract myself. A good long walk and then a cold shower should do the trick. I had had more than my share of cold showers lately; unfortunately, they were becoming less and less effective.

An hour later, I was returning home, soaked with sweat. I cast one last look at Magglio’s house, and stopped. His front door was ajar! I cast my mind back to when he had returned home – yes, he hadn’t shut it properly. I thought about what would happen if I crept into his house now. All the lights were off, he must have gone to bed. No, I told myself. It would be totally wrong to go in there. I knew that if I went in there, I wouldn’t be able to control myself. It took me about two seconds to make a decision. In I would go. But first, I had a few things that I had to pick up. It took me just minutes to get some rope and bandannas. I had to rummage around in my closet, trying to find my winter sports gear. Ah, here it was. I hadn’t skied in years, but I had kept all of my equipment. The ski mask was just the thing that I needed. Now I was ready.

I pushed the door open and walking quietly made my way to Magglio’s bedroom. I switched on the light. There he was, sprawled out on the bed. The poor man must have been so tired that he hadn’t done more than remove his shoes and socks. Oh yum. My eyes feasted upon his body, from the soles of his feet up to his hair, still damp with sweat. I couldn’t wait to start. I thought a little tickling of his feet would be a good way to start.

"What the…?"

I pounced on him, slapping a hand across his mouth. I growled at him, trying to disguise my voice.

"Don’t move, asshole. You’ll be sorry if I you do."

I brandished a toy concealed item that I had taken from one of my little nephews, not believing that it was an appropriate plaything for a tot. Who would have thought it would come in so handy? Magglio was like a lamb. He submitted to having his hands bound behind. He tried to protest when I shoved a bandanna into his mouth, but I waved the concealed item in his face, and he shut up. It took me only a moment to bind his feet together, and then there he was, sitting on the edge of his bed, a totally delectable package, all roped and gagged and at my mercy.

"GGMWHADDYAMMWANT? MMWALLETMMONDRESSER."

Little did my hunky neighbour know that it wasn’t his money that I was after. He got an intimation of what was in store for him as I pushed him back onto the bed, running my minds over his chest, letting them linger as I caressed his muscles. He compressed as lips as I squeezed his pecs.

"MMWHATMMFUCKMUDOING? GGKEEPMMURMHANDSOFF!"

I chuckled softly as I pushed him down on his back. He could make all the muffled protestations that he wanted. He was all tied up and gagged and wasn’t going anywhere. Magglio was finally mine! I could do anything I wanted to with the Hispanic stud, and there wasn’t a thing he could do to stop me.

"MMMNOOOO! GMMPLEEZ! MMDONT!"

I almost laughed as I saw the look of consternation on Magglio’s face. The poor guy probably thought that something awful was going to happen to him. Foolish man. I was determined to have my fun, but I was going to try to make sure that he ended up enjoying himself too.

"Calm down, stud. Just lie back and relax."

Poor Magglio. For some reason my words didn’t have the desired effect. The bound and gagged hunk rolled around on the bed, yelling through his gag and thrashing about like a man possessed. I hunkered down, watching him, enjoying the show that he was putting on. I saw fresh sweat forming on his chest. I couldn’t help myself. I leaned over and licked some of it, savouring the salty taste. It wasn’t the only salty thing that I was hoping to taste tonight!

This really seemed to alarm him even more. He rolled over onto his stomach, whimpering through his gag, showing his luscious butt. Now my senses were really inflamed! Until now, I hadn’t fully appreciated the true beauty of his behind. Once again, I was unable to help myself. I just had to lean over and squeeze those ravishing cheeks. That action set off another round of shrieking and struggling. I winced as his bound feet hit me in the face. I knew that it wasn’t on purpose, so I held no malice towards Magglio. But….I would have to make sure that it didn’t happen again.

"There, that’s better, isn’t it? We can’t have those lovely feet of yours flying about in that fashion, can we? Talking about feet…it’s time for a little treat for me."

Magglio, now hogtied, whimpered and moaned as I chowed down on his tasty toes, letting my tongue run between. He squirmed and then giggled as I let my tongue move from his toes to the soles of his feet. They were a bit ripe from his run, but not too distasteful. I let my hands slid up under his loose shorts as I nibbled on his toes.

Once again he started bucking and shrieking. I was glad that the houses were so far apart; otherwise the neighbours would hear his frantic cries, even with the gag in his mouth. The poor man was frantically trying to get his hands loose, but my knots held. I decided to increase my fun. I didn’t want the helpless stud to see everything that was going on, plus my ski mask was getting just a tad warm. I took another bandanna and wrapped it snugly over Magglio’s eyes, knotting it tightly at the back of his head. Then I rolled him over onto his back. I was salivating at this point, besides working up a good sweat.

"GMMMNOOOOOO! OMYMMMGOD! SHTTOPPPPP!!!!!"

I did the think the poor boy was protesting a bit too much. After all, he WAS responding to my kneading his groin! I could see a very interesting growth inside his shorts, loose though they were. Of course, it was nothing compared to the growth in my shorts. I unzipped myself, freeing my raging erection, then I yanked down Magglio’s shorts. My dreams were finally about to come true, as I lowered my head and prepared to enjoy a very tasty snack.

THE END

Magglio played by Clark

Photography by Caitiff