Surprise! by Fidelis
30 photos; 2:07 video
I let myself into the house and walked down the hallway. I could hear Chuck’s gentle snores coming through the open door of the bedroom. How could the lying, cheating bastard be XXXX so soundly? After everything that he had done to me, how could he lie, deep in a sound XXXX, as if he didn’t have anything on his mind? He could probably do that because he was totally lacking in conscience. No upstanding person could act the way that he had acted towards me. I felt my lower lip start to tremble as I recalled his shabby treatment of me. Each incident was engraved on my mind, and whenever I was feeling low, I would trot them out for inspection. There was nothing like dwelling on past grievances to get the blood boiling! I sniffed, and dashed away a tear as I looked down upon him. Yum, he had a great ass, beautifully contained within those fetching white briefs. I licked my lips in anticipation. The arrogant, selfish, conceited self-centred stud had quite a surprise awaiting him.
"Time to wake up, Chucky baby. You’ve been asleep too long."
I had to laugh at the look of shock that appeared on Chuck’s face. My perfidious lover boy sure hadn’t been expecting me to turn up. Before he could say anything I had a hand slapped over his beautiful, lying mouth. He started to struggle as I climbed on top of him, one knee in his stomach pinning him down, but once I had twisted one of his tit rings, he quieted down considerably.
"Are you going to be a good boy, Chuck? Are you going to be nice and quiet for me?"
I had to pull on his rings a couple of times before I heard a gurgled assent from under my hand. I got to work immediately, tying the bastard’s hands behind him, good and tight. I added some more rope around his chest and neck for good measure. I didn’t want my boy to going anywhere.
"Greg, why are you doing this? This is crazy!"
"Why do you think I’m doing this, you cheating louse? You think that you can fool around behind my back, and then stand me up, leaving me waiting for you in public, looking like a total fool? There’s no way that I’m going to take that kind of behaviour lying down. No sirree Bob. "
"What do you mean, fooling around behind your back. We’ve only dated a couple of times! You’re not my boyf…..MMMMPHHHHHH!"
Oh, Chucky was really getting me pissed off. I had to do something make him shut up before I got really riled, and did something that I might regret later on. I pulled out a nice freshly laundered bandanna and shoved it between his teeth, knotting it behind his head. For some reason that seemed to alarm Chuck. He started thrashing around on the bed, moaning and groaning and generally making a commotion. I couldn’t tolerate that sort of behaviour. I would have to immobilize Chuck even more. Luckily, I had brought lots of rope with me. It didn’t take me long to get Chuck into a convenient position, with his legs spread wide, and his feet and toes bound together. He was now a very tempting and accessible package. I started rubbing his crotch, the thin fabric of his briefs offering him no protection from my hand. It was gratifying to see how quickly his cock started to grow. Even though he was obviously enjoying himself, Chuck was making more and more noise. A couple of strips of duct tape over his mouth helped to moderate the irritating sounds to a tolerable, even enjoyable level.
"MMMNOOOGREG! MMPLLEEEZZMMWHATMGONNAMMDO?"
I was enjoying watching the bad boy squirming around on the bed, making muffled cries. He was on his side, trying to crawl off the bed. It was time to get down to some real business. I pulled him back, and yanked down his briefs.
"OOHHNNNOOOO. OHHH. OHHHMMYY. MMMMPPHH. OHHHHGODDD! DDONNNTSHTOPPPP!"
I frowned. Chucky boy was enjoying this far too much. His face was turning red and he was bucking away, shoving his rock hard cock into my oiled hand. I wasn’t going to let him get off so easy, not this time. A few more strands of rope, artistically wound around his cock and balls and then attached to his feet made sure that lover boy wasn’t going to have a premature blast off. I found myself getting a trifle excited myself by all of this strenuous activity. Mr. Winky was straining to escape, definitely ready for some action. I was all hot and sweaty from my efforts. I decided it was time to shed a few clothes. Ah, that was much more comfortable. I noticed that Chuck was on his stomach, frantically rubbing himself against the mattress in an effort to get off. Tsk, tsk, that wouldn’t do at all. Though I had to admit that I was enjoying watching Chuck’s lovely butt muscles working away. He was making little mmmphhing and ahhing noises as he rubbed. I was a bit surprised that he could enjoy himself so much with all of the rope tied around his balls like that, but I had noticed that Chuck liked things a bit….rough. I flipped lover boy on to his back.
"Hey, Chuck. Why don’t you say hello to Mr. Winky? You two are going to become really good friends. "
THE END
Model: Brett
Photography: Caitiff
Date of Production: 02/15/2003