The Dinner Guest By Ivor Ciccone

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One of the things that clinched it for me when I was buying my house was the view from the kitchen window. It looked out over a skaters paradise; ramps, lots of flat concrete and open space. As I looked out of the window at the hot dudes with their baggy jeans, baseball caps & attitudes the estate agent said,

"Yes, that is one disadvantage of the property..."

"I'll take it", I interrupted, eyes probably bulging out of their sockets, my mouth probably wide open!

My dishes were so clean for those first few weeks there, I was hardly away from the kitchen sink! That's when I kind of got a bit obsessed, I got completely drawn into the fantasy of XXXX one of the skate boarders. I quit my job and every day after that I was getting closer and closer to performing the act. I grew to know what time each of them would roll by and determined when the best time would be to grab my favorite !

Spencer used to arrive earlier than the rest of them on a Sunday morning, he'd be alone so that would be the best time. The Saturday night before I did the grab I hardly XXXX, tossing & turning, making sure I had everything in place.

At 8.30 am Sunday morning like clockwork Spence rolls by. I was sweating. "You are really gonna do this?" I kept asking myself. "You are really gonna do this" I kept answering.

I crept up behind him as he sat on the ground, doing something to his board.

I put my hand over his mouth tight and said

"I've got a concealed item at your back, just do as I say and you won't get hurt", this was so cool, I'd always wanted to say those words while hand gagging a skater!!

My dick was so hard. Spencer kept making "mmmmmm" sounds into my hand.

I got him inside and told him to sit down, I'd never used the old concealed item my dad had given me before, it wasn't loaded of course, but it was pointed at him all the same. He obliged and took a seat in my kitchen.

"Take off your shirt", I ordered, again he obliged, looking perplexed & a little scared.

My kitchen chairs were perfect for bondage, in no time I had his legs and arms and body roped securely.

"You're my skater dude now, man!" I said.

"Why are you doing this, man?" he asked, then, "What the fuck do you want with me?"

"I've been watching you posing and acting like you're all that, out there on your board, for awhile", I said, gesturing out of the window.

"And you know, when you behave like that you're just asking for trouble, just asking to be taken.... and kept..... and admired!" I think my eyes had kind of glazed over a little at this point and probably had a devilish twinkle in them.

"What?" he said, his brow all twisted.

Ignoring his remark I picked up his shirt and held it close to my face, breathing in his scent.

"You're a freak, let me outta here, HELP, someone HELP ME...MMMMMMNNNNNGGGGGGRRRRFFFFF!"

I gagged him with his own t shirt.

"Oh look, here come your friends" I said, looking out the window.

He started struggling in the ropes and mmmpppfffing into the gag like mad for his friends to hear.

"It's no use, dude, that's double glazing", I said, "they'll never hear you."

"Finally I've actually got one of you skater boys in my kitchen with me", I said.

Spencer carried on struggling and squirming while I got on with the dishes.

"What do you fancy for dinner, Spence?" I asked

FIN

 

Spencer played by Nick

Photography by Caitiff

 

Date of Production: 02/26/2002

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