Tecpatl
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The wind gusted as Josh hurried across campus just after midnight. It felt like another spring storm was coming on. With graduations over and the summer term not starting for two weeks, nobody was around. Except . . .
The last two nights Josh had seen this dark-haired guy sitting on a bench. He was in the darkness between two streetlights. In fact the first night Josh had started because he didn't see the guy until he was almost on top of him. He looked like he was in his late twenties. But he wasn't familiar. And this guy Josh would have remembered if he'd seen him around campus. Josh hoped he was there tonight, although he didn't know what he would do if he was.
And he was there. Same bench. Hood from his hoodie pulled up. Hands shoved in its pockets. Josh tried to get up the nerve to say something. But as usual he just kept walking, his heart thudding in his chest. Shit. Well past the next light he glanced back over his shoulder. The stranger had gotten up and was walking behind him. Josh wondered if he was following.
He made the turn onto a street of big old houses off campus. Glancing back Josh saw the stranger make the same turn. Josh's heart was pounding. What did the guy want? Was he dangerous? Should Josh head someplace where there were more people? Get to his apartment fast and lock the door behind him?
Josh turned onto his own street. He could still hear the extra footsteps. He turned onto his walk. The downstairs apartment in his house was empty. The three girls who shared it moved out at the end of the semester. His roommate, Kyle, was on internship. He wouldn't be back until mid-August. Josh had the house to himself.
He turned, standing at the gate to the back. The stranger stood on the sidewalk, a questioning look on his face. Josh gave him a shy smile. He went through the gate and started up the steps to his apartment. As he put the key in the door, he heard footsteps on the stairs. His heart pounded. His mouth was dry. He couldn't turn.
He felt the presence of a body against his back, heard a voice next to his ear.
"You've never done this before have you?"
Josh shook his head. The strangers arms circled his chest and pulled him close.
"That's ok. I'll be gentle."
Josh turned the key. The stranger slipped in behind him. Josh turned on a lamp, slipped off his light jacket, put down his bag. *The stranger looked around.
"He doesn't know, does he?"
Josh shook his head. "Nobody really . . ." he started. The stranger put two fingers over Josh's lips.
"No words."
His hands were suddenly under Josh's v-neck tee, sliding up over his slim belly until two rough thumbs were rubbing over his nipples. Josh moaned deep in his throat. The stranger's mouth was over his, his tongue probing deep. Josh raised his arms as the stranger pulled the tee over his head. He turned Josh, inspecting his tight muscles, his smooth chest. Feeling his back. Lifting his arms and feeling his ribs. Josh felt like a piece of meat. It was fucking hot.
The stranger's hands slid once again over his chest and belly until they reached the waist of his jeans.
"Let's see if this is as nice as the rest."
It was all happening so fast. Josh wanted time to talk, to know something about this guy, to know if he should be afraid.
His pants were pulled down. The stranger's mouth was on his cock. Josh leaned back against the wall, his eyes closed.
"Mmmmmmm. Very nice."
The stranger pulled a long plastic tie out of his hoodie pocket. And slipped it around the base of Josh's cock and balls. It clicked as he pulled it snug.
"Cable ties, they call 'em. Never used 'em for cable though. Bet the guy who invented them never thought of using them for this. There. Wouldn't want you to cum before it's time."
He stood and turned Josh around. His hands ran over Josh's shoulders and down his arms. He pulled Josh's wrists together behind his back. Josh felt another of the plastic ties go around each wrist. He should stop this! He had to resist! A third tie tied the wrists together. A lump of ice formed deep in Josh's gut.
"Now you get to find out how hot it is when you're not in control."
He took Josh by the elbow and led him down the short hall off the living room. The first bedroom they came to was Kyle's. Most of the stuff was gone and the bed was stripped. The stranger pushed Josh onto the bed.
"Is he straight?"
Josh nodded, remembering the nights he had imagined it was him in this bed with Kyle instead of his girlfriend.
The stranger smiled, "Good."
He pulled off Josh's shoes, socks and jeans. Josh was naked on his back, his stiff cock lying on his belly. He watched as more of the ties were used to secure his ankles. The lump of ice fought with the heat of his hard on.
Then the stranger began to slowly strip, folding his clothes carefully on the empty nightstand. He was as beautiful as Josh thought he might be. A long, thick cock and light fur on his defined chest. He lay down and pulled Josh to him. Long kisses led to his tongue moving over Josh's neck and shoulders, his chest and nipples. Josh's back arched in pleasure as the stranger's teeth nipped again and again at his nipples, his tongue caressing them.
Josh felt strong muscles against his skin as the stranger moved lower, his tongue moving over Josh's belly to his thighs, taking a long time to get to his balls. Josh's cock strained, harder than it had ever been before. At last the stranger's tongue caressed the tip of his cock and Josh though he would cum right then. But the stranger knew how to tease him, sucking and licking without letting him cum. Josh thrashed in the bed, his breaths coming deep.
It seemed like hours before the stranger moved up to lay beside him, putting his left arm beneath Josh between his arms and his back, pulling him close. They kissed, while the stranger's right hand pumped his cock, bringing him to the edge once again.
Then the stranger reached for his hoodie on the nightstand and pulled a knife from the pocket. Josh's breath caught and a whimper escaped his lips.
"Shhh."
"Shhh."
"I'll be gentle. Remember I said."
Josh watched the knife tip slowly trace his collar bone and across his chest. He watched it circle his left nipple again and again until it got hard. His cock was straining and leaking pre-cum. The knife point came to a rest between his ribs, under his left nipple. It began to press in.
He whimpered. He felt tears sting his eyes.
"Shhhhhhhhhh."
His breaths came shallow as the pressure under the blade increased, until it broke skin and a drop of blood traced its way down his ribs to soak the mattress. Somehow release came and his cock started to pump cum across his chest and belly.
"Yeahhhh'" the stranger sighed in his ear.
He felt the cold pain of the knife, slowly cutting through tendon and muscle between his ribs. He tried not to breathe, not to move, to shrink into the mattress, to slow the blade. But he felt it, slicing, getting closer. His teeth were clenched. His breaths short. He felt the blade close to his pounding heart, the warm blood pouring from the wound and soaking the mattress beneath his back.
The stranger looked deep into his eyes and with a sudden thrust cut into his heart. Josh could feel the torn muscle in his chest trying desperately to beat against the hard steel. His body began to relax against the stranger's arm. He couldn't hold up his head and it slowly slumped back until it rested against the mattress, turned slightly.
His open eyes were staring at the stranger's shoulder and ear. He focused on a tiny mole on the stranger's neck as it got darker and darker.
Josh let go.
The last two nights Josh had seen this dark-haired guy sitting on a bench. He was in the darkness between two streetlights. In fact the first night Josh had started because he didn't see the guy until he was almost on top of him. He looked like he was in his late twenties. But he wasn't familiar. And this guy Josh would have remembered if he'd seen him around campus. Josh hoped he was there tonight, although he didn't know what he would do if he was.
And he was there. Same bench. Hood from his hoodie pulled up. Hands shoved in its pockets. Josh tried to get up the nerve to say something. But as usual he just kept walking, his heart thudding in his chest. Shit. Well past the next light he glanced back over his shoulder. The stranger had gotten up and was walking behind him. Josh wondered if he was following.
He made the turn onto a street of big old houses off campus. Glancing back Josh saw the stranger make the same turn. Josh's heart was pounding. What did the guy want? Was he dangerous? Should Josh head someplace where there were more people? Get to his apartment fast and lock the door behind him?
Josh turned onto his own street. He could still hear the extra footsteps. He turned onto his walk. The downstairs apartment in his house was empty. The three girls who shared it moved out at the end of the semester. His roommate, Kyle, was on internship. He wouldn't be back until mid-August. Josh had the house to himself.
He turned, standing at the gate to the back. The stranger stood on the sidewalk, a questioning look on his face. Josh gave him a shy smile. He went through the gate and started up the steps to his apartment. As he put the key in the door, he heard footsteps on the stairs. His heart pounded. His mouth was dry. He couldn't turn.
He felt the presence of a body against his back, heard a voice next to his ear.
"You've never done this before have you?"
Josh shook his head. The strangers arms circled his chest and pulled him close.
"That's ok. I'll be gentle."
Josh turned the key. The stranger slipped in behind him. Josh turned on a lamp, slipped off his light jacket, put down his bag. *The stranger looked around.
"He doesn't know, does he?"
Josh shook his head. "Nobody really . . ." he started. The stranger put two fingers over Josh's lips.
"No words."
His hands were suddenly under Josh's v-neck tee, sliding up over his slim belly until two rough thumbs were rubbing over his nipples. Josh moaned deep in his throat. The stranger's mouth was over his, his tongue probing deep. Josh raised his arms as the stranger pulled the tee over his head. He turned Josh, inspecting his tight muscles, his smooth chest. Feeling his back. Lifting his arms and feeling his ribs. Josh felt like a piece of meat. It was fucking hot.
The stranger's hands slid once again over his chest and belly until they reached the waist of his jeans.
"Let's see if this is as nice as the rest."
It was all happening so fast. Josh wanted time to talk, to know something about this guy, to know if he should be afraid.
His pants were pulled down. The stranger's mouth was on his cock. Josh leaned back against the wall, his eyes closed.
"Mmmmmmm. Very nice."
The stranger pulled a long plastic tie out of his hoodie pocket. And slipped it around the base of Josh's cock and balls. It clicked as he pulled it snug.
"Cable ties, they call 'em. Never used 'em for cable though. Bet the guy who invented them never thought of using them for this. There. Wouldn't want you to cum before it's time."
He stood and turned Josh around. His hands ran over Josh's shoulders and down his arms. He pulled Josh's wrists together behind his back. Josh felt another of the plastic ties go around each wrist. He should stop this! He had to resist! A third tie tied the wrists together. A lump of ice formed deep in Josh's gut.
"Now you get to find out how hot it is when you're not in control."
He took Josh by the elbow and led him down the short hall off the living room. The first bedroom they came to was Kyle's. Most of the stuff was gone and the bed was stripped. The stranger pushed Josh onto the bed.
"Is he straight?"
Josh nodded, remembering the nights he had imagined it was him in this bed with Kyle instead of his girlfriend.
The stranger smiled, "Good."
He pulled off Josh's shoes, socks and jeans. Josh was naked on his back, his stiff cock lying on his belly. He watched as more of the ties were used to secure his ankles. The lump of ice fought with the heat of his hard on.
Then the stranger began to slowly strip, folding his clothes carefully on the empty nightstand. He was as beautiful as Josh thought he might be. A long, thick cock and light fur on his defined chest. He lay down and pulled Josh to him. Long kisses led to his tongue moving over Josh's neck and shoulders, his chest and nipples. Josh's back arched in pleasure as the stranger's teeth nipped again and again at his nipples, his tongue caressing them.
Josh felt strong muscles against his skin as the stranger moved lower, his tongue moving over Josh's belly to his thighs, taking a long time to get to his balls. Josh's cock strained, harder than it had ever been before. At last the stranger's tongue caressed the tip of his cock and Josh though he would cum right then. But the stranger knew how to tease him, sucking and licking without letting him cum. Josh thrashed in the bed, his breaths coming deep.
It seemed like hours before the stranger moved up to lay beside him, putting his left arm beneath Josh between his arms and his back, pulling him close. They kissed, while the stranger's right hand pumped his cock, bringing him to the edge once again.
Then the stranger reached for his hoodie on the nightstand and pulled a knife from the pocket. Josh's breath caught and a whimper escaped his lips.
"Shhh."
"Shhh."
"I'll be gentle. Remember I said."
Josh watched the knife tip slowly trace his collar bone and across his chest. He watched it circle his left nipple again and again until it got hard. His cock was straining and leaking pre-cum. The knife point came to a rest between his ribs, under his left nipple. It began to press in.
He whimpered. He felt tears sting his eyes.
"Shhhhhhhhhh."
His breaths came shallow as the pressure under the blade increased, until it broke skin and a drop of blood traced its way down his ribs to soak the mattress. Somehow release came and his cock started to pump cum across his chest and belly.
"Yeahhhh'" the stranger sighed in his ear.
He felt the cold pain of the knife, slowly cutting through tendon and muscle between his ribs. He tried not to breathe, not to move, to shrink into the mattress, to slow the blade. But he felt it, slicing, getting closer. His teeth were clenched. His breaths short. He felt the blade close to his pounding heart, the warm blood pouring from the wound and soaking the mattress beneath his back.
The stranger looked deep into his eyes and with a sudden thrust cut into his heart. Josh could feel the torn muscle in his chest trying desperately to beat against the hard steel. His body began to relax against the stranger's arm. He couldn't hold up his head and it slowly slumped back until it rested against the mattress, turned slightly.
His open eyes were staring at the stranger's shoulder and ear. He focused on a tiny mole on the stranger's neck as it got darker and darker.
Josh let go.
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