Unbetitelt

But then he taped me good in this bright tape. Wrists crossed. Wrapped round and round tight. Then my ankles. OK. Me lying on his wood bench. Pressure of hard wood on my cock.

I looked up. He was sweating a bit. Well a lot. Lifted my legs and started to wrap my ankles down tight against my hams. Joey breathing a bit hard.

Didn't want to explode. Holding myself in. Began to say "Hey, mate." but he stuffed me with a rubber ball and held up another roll of the shiny yellow stuff. Wrapped my mouth tight. Pushed hard with my tongue against the ball. Mewed a bit.

"Mew for me. Just for me. Steve." And he smoothed the yellow stuff over my mouth and neck.

Smoothed my shoulders firmly with his fingers. I realised I was running sweat too.

He pulled off his shirt. I twisted round. His torso was dripping.

Bucking now. Mewing. Shoulders beginning to burn. Desperate to cum.

He stares down. He presses the yellow tape with his fingers against my neck.