Volume 01 - Dirty Shorts

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    I felt him untying the rope around my legs; I didn’t even notice he had moved. After it was removed, he gently rubbed each leg. It felt too nice to tell him it was unnecessary, the rope was loose enough not to cut off circulation or anything.
    Crawling back over me, he smiled deviously, making me quiver. He kept moving until his face was above mine. “I need to stop playing for a minute. I have to kiss you now.” He leaned down and gently pressed his lips to mine. All I could do was whimper and follow his lead. I felt his tongue rub against my lips, I opened my mouth and he pushed his tongue in, brushing it against mine. He kept supporting his weight on one arm while he put the other behind my head, running his fingers through my curls. He grabbed my hair and pulled me tighter against his lips, allowing his tongue to invade my mouth even further.
    Gripping my hair tighter, he pulled my head back and rested our foreheads together. “I need a minute before getting back into character,” he breathed softly against my lips. “And I need to ask you a personal question, is that okay?” I nodded. He sighed, “Are you still a virgin? Don’t be embarrassed, it’d actually be really hot if you were, but I just need to know how far I can take the playing.”
    “N-not a virgin,” I answered, leaving out that I’ve only been with two people before and had only had sex a whopping five times. He only asked if I was a virgin and I was lucky I managed to say as much as I did with his lips right there in front of me.
    “Have you ever been tied up before?” I shook my head. “If you want me to stop anything or to untie you just tell me and I will, understand?” I nodded. “Good.” He leaned down and pressed his lips to mine again. He pulled away and gave me another sly grin.
    He sat up so his ass rested on top of my hard cock. “You have something I want, Moltenman, and I’m willing to do anything it takes to get it.” He rubbed back and forth on my cock, obviously teasing me. “Have you ever heard of sexual torture Moltenman?” I shook my head. “When you’re as bad as me, you learn the most efficient methods to get what you want.” He brought his index finger up to his mouth and slowly licked the tip before sucking his whole finger into his mouth. He brought his wet finger down to my chest and started slowly rubbing my nipple. I whimpered, my back arched, and my arms pulled against the restraints but they held tight.
    “I'm going to slowly get you worked up, you’ll be needing to release so hard but you won’t be able to until I let you. You’ll be so desperate and needy to come, you’ll spill all your secrets to me, praying I’ll let you come,” he taunted me. He had to feel my hard cock against his ass, and know I was already needy, and willing to tell him anything.
    He got up and moved over so he could start pulling off my tights. He moved so slow and seemed to be trying to memorize every new patch of skin that he uncovered. When he finished, he just stood there looking at me. I felt embarrassed and wondered if he was disgusted by what he saw, would he just leave me tied there?
    “Jesus, Wyatt, I knew you were beautiful but had no idea you’d be this hot,” he said then frowned slightly. “I mean, Moltenman, I should have figured you’d have a tight swimmers build, controlling water and all but damn, I wasn’t expecting such perfection. I’ll enjoy tormenting you immensely.” I think I was more embarrassed by his over-the-top compliments than I was from having him see me naked. Still, I was tied down, he wasn't repulsed, and I was anxious to see where this was going.
    He walked over to the nightstand and opened a drawer. I couldn’t see what was in it but he made an “aha” sound before turning around. “Time to put you in the first torture device,” he smiled, crawling between my legs, not letting me see what he had grabbed. He adjusted them so my feet rested flat on the bed with my bent knees spread apart. Brian was lying flat on his stomach with his face right in front of my balls. He looked up at me, an even bigger grin on his face. “I have to prepare the torture area first.” I watched more than felt the first swipe of his tongue against my balls. When he pressed his tongue firmly against them, I had to fight the urge to thrust into the air. I groaned as he wrapped his lips around one testicle and sucked it into his mouth. He used his tongue to rub and gently poke