The Scenario

By: Solo Voice
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The idea came to Daniel in a silent whisper, without detail and in a moment. In the moments that followed, Daniel sensed only a vague understanding of why the idea consumed him. He knew it stemmed from his past, from shadowed memories of events beyond his control but still, his rational ideas of right and wrong were unusually quiet, as the idea took hold.

He knew the idea, the planning it would take and also its instigation, would be unnatural to his nature or to the man he believed he was. Irrespective, something deep inside of him, a combination of fire and spirit, initiated a scenario he only hoped would lead to something true.

It felt like an outside force were leading him, however, it also felt as if it were pulling him from the inside. There was no inner voice directing him, only a sense to go beyond the self he believed he was. At any other time he would have dismissed such an idea but in those moments, it seemed to take on a life of its own.

***

James left his house at ten to eight on Friday night.

“I’m glad he’s punctual,” Daniel thought.

Daniel had only arrived three minutes earlier. He had to park his car elsewhere, in the place that best served his purpose, before walking to where James lived. He was pleased James did not have a car. It was certainly going to make things a lot easier to put his plan into action. He waited until James was a good twenty metres ahead, before he stepped from behind the tree and began to follow him on foot.

Daniel had been watching James for the last two months. He had learned his routine and could now locate him at any given moment, unless of course he did something out of the ordinary. It was unlikely for the most part because James appeared to be a creature of habit, barely ever altering his routine. Ironically, what he was doing now was different.

Daniel knew the reason for the change. He had heard James tell his friends that afternoon, his parents had left that morning to take a weeks vacation. James said that as a consequence of it being school break he could do anything he wanted for the next seven days. He told his friends he would meet them at the café around eight o’clock each night, unless he went out to meet, pick up and fuck some hot woman or if he got himself a regular fuck.

Daniel knew all he needed to know because every day after school, James and his two closest friends would go to that same café. It was where they hung out and met up.

When work permitted, Daniel had taken to being at the café before they arrived. He sat with his back to them, at the table next to the one where they always sat. He listened intently to their conversations and learned all he needed to know. There seemed something fatalistic about what was occurring because it had been in that exact café where this whole situation had begun.

Two months prior, Daniel had been sitting at another table when two young guys walked into the café and sat behind him. They were both senior schoolboys, around seventeen and one of them had a black eye. They began talking about another guy named James and soon enough Daniel became aware there was a problem.

The boys referred to James as a prick and over the period of their conversation, Daniel overheard and learned that James was the ultimate school jock; he was popular, handsome, hot and an assumed sexual stud.

Kyle, the boy with the black eye said, “Just because he’s so incredibly good looking, James thinks he’s God’s gift.”

His friend, Mark, replied, “Yeah, right. Talk about being realistically challenged.”

The boys chuckled and then Mark said, “I can’t believe we’re going to let him get away with beating you up again.”

“I know, I told my mum that I tripped and hit my eye on a desk at school, to stop her asking questions. I almost reported it but you know what’ll happen if we say anything about the captain of the footy team,” Kyle replied.

“Yeah, he’ll deny it and the school will standby their precious captain because life on earth as we know it, will fail to continue if the football team doesn’t win, which it won’t without James,” Mark said and sighed.

“Yeah and reporting him will lead to being harassed and beaten up even more,” Kyle added.

Daniel continued to listen to the conversation and according to the boys, at school, James verbally harassed any known or suspected gay guy, who did not treat him like he was lord of the realm or someone special. He would bail them up in the schoolyard or in the halls and he would accuse them of being faggots, loud enough for all of the other students to hear. He would then yell at them, telling them to stop perving at him when he was naked in the locker room. Daniel soon realised that James was a verbal bully but he also discovered James only did these things when his friends were by his side. Daniel also discovered that if any of the gay guys stood up to James, he got his mates to take it further after school.

“You know what it’s about. He doesn’t want to risk being thrown off the team or being suspended or expelled from school. Because his mates have the straight bro mentality and because they don’t want to lose their glorified captain, who always manages to win their games for them, they’ll do anything he asks them to,” Kyle said.

“James always gets his Neanderthal mates to do his dirty work. He’s never beaten anyone up except for you. Steve and Jake are always the ones who beat me up. Not to mention the other couple of guys James has set his sights on. I don’t know what he has against you, Kyle. It just seems that when it comes to you, he always has to beat you up personally. Maybe it’s because you’ve come out and he knows for certain you’re gay and also, maybe it’s because he knows that you like him?”

“I know. It’s always Jake and Steve who leave some poor guy bloodied and bruised behind the school. We all know his minions will do anything for him but I don’t really know what James thinks, at least where I’m concerned,” Kyle said.

“I’d really like to know why he never gets his minions to beat you up,” Mark said.

“I’m glad he doesn’t. Better one set of fists than two or three,” Kyle replied.

Mark rolled his eyes and said, “Not to mention the fact that you get to be alone with him. I mean you’ve told me that even though you hate the inevitable, you still love it when he grabs you from behind and holds you against his big body.”

“I know it sounds weird and that I should wish the worst for him but as much as I hate him, he’s so hot and I’m crazy about him. Sometimes I wish there were more to why he beats me up? I mean I’m probably delusional but the way he holds me at times; I don’t know, it’s almost sensual before he starts hitting me,” Kyle explained.

Daniel realised as they talked that Kyle and Mark were gay. As the conversation continued, he also realised that in spite of Kyle’s dislike of James, still he wished he could get him naked and have his way with him. It sounded like the age-old story of the good gay boy who wanted the bad straight boy to treat him rough, fuck him hard and pump him full of come.

There were two things that stood out to Daniel about James, as he listened to the conversation. Firstly, the young guys mentioned how James showed no attention to girls his age. They suggested it was because James only dated and had sex with older women, even though no one had ever seen him with a woman.

“Yeah, right,” Daniel thought while grinning presumptuously.

The second thing that stuck out to Daniel was that apparently when James was in the locker room after physical education class or sport, he loved being naked while talking to his friends. All the while he would look at certain guys in the room but particularly at Kyle, while displaying his naked body in an act of blatant exhibitionism. He loved showing off his impressive hardware and according to Mark, his eyes and his smirk suggested James loved it when guys stared at how well hung he was.

Daniel noticed when the young guy’s voices temporarily quieted and became sexually heated. He listened as they referred to how James rubbed his nipples, touched his cock and occasionally got a semi, which he had no hesitation in bringing to their attention in the locker room. He would stroke it and say things like, “You can only dream, guys,” as he looked at Kyle and Mark and then laughed with Steve and Jake.

It was also during that conversation when Daniel learned that James and his friends hung out at the café. Caution was the reason Kyle and Mark decided to leave, not wanting to be discovered at the café if James happened to show up. Soon after the young guys left, three more guys arrived and Daniel turned and glanced when during their conversation, they referred to each other by name. The names, Steve, Jake and James were the same names the other guys had used.

Upon hearing all of what the two previous guys had said, Daniel was reminded of a similar situation when he had been in school years ago. Though the situation was not exactly the same, it was similar enough to drag many emotionally filled memories back into Daniel’s mind. His memories, combined with what Kyle and Mark had said, were all it took to put an idea into his mind.

Daniel was a reasonable and rational man of twenty-six and though he would not have normally considered anything like he was considering at that moment, the psychological affects of being bullied at school, had come screaming back to life in his mind. The guy’s conversation about James had triggered something, which had affected him more deeply than he could have expected.

On that afternoon, following seeing James for the first time, when James and his friends left the café, Daniel followed James home. He followed him many times after that and so on this night he knew the route James would take. After two months of observing James like a private investigator, Daniel was now initiating his idea and he was doing it on this warm and quiet Friday night.

Hesitancy was what Daniel felt initially, as he began to put his plan into action but the schoolboy inside of him wanted to push forward. The long forgotten boy within him, wanted to fight back. The boy wanted a form of justice but there was something hidden within the extreme nature of the need, which was able to force the adult Daniel to continue. In fact, his focused expression was needful and almost satisfied when James turned into the empty park, which was his shortcut to the café. The park was dark and not a soul was around, as he walked in the shadows through the trees. James was completely oblivious that someone was following him.

Daniel had parked his car right at the gate where James would exit. He picked up his pace and closed the distance between them before they reached the other side. He slid his hand into his pocket and pulled out a folded rag. He opened it carefully and withdrew a very small bottle. He poured half the contents of the bottle onto the rag and then slid the bottle back into his pocket. With a burst of speed he removed the last few metres that separated them.

Daniel extended both arms. At the same time that Daniel’s chest collided with James’ back, his left hand, which contained the rag, whipped around and gripped tight over James’ mouth and nose. His other arm wrapped around his chest and held him tightly. James struggled for ten to fifteen seconds but his fear and shock caused his heart rate to rise and the adrenalin to pump and speed up his normal physiology. He inhaled deeply as a consequence and his body processed the chloroform swiftly. Moments later he was limp in Daniel’s arms.

Daniel hooked one of James’ arms around his shoulders while he wrapped his own arm around James’ waist. He was glad he was bigger and stronger than James because it made it easier to keep him propped up while dragging him the last few steps out of the park. He stopped momentarily to make sure no one was around and when he saw the street was clear, he pulled James to his car and lowered him into the back seat.

Daniel was in the driver’s seat and driving away calmly. He was certain no one had seen what he had done. He smiled while knowing that he had a week to implement and complete his plan. No one, not even James’ friends, would imagine that anything untoward was taking place. James’ own words had seen to that.

Five minutes later, Daniel turned into his driveway and parked at the side of his house. He got out, opened the side door and then dragged James from the car and into his home. He took him through another doorway and down into a basement, which in the last month he had transformed into a soundproofed room. He lowered James onto a bed and stripped him naked.

Discovering immediately, Daniel realised that everything the two guys in the café had said about James was definitely true. He knew he was handsome and a large young man but now that he was naked in front of him, Daniel realised what a physical powerhouse James was. Not only that but his flaccid cock was long, thick and heavy. James almost rivalled him.

Daniel was shaking nervously but then gazed at James with a sense of anticipation. Part of him argued that what he was doing was wrong but another part of him felt certain it was right.

Dragging James into the centre of the bed, Daniel then pulled him up so his head was on a pillow. He pulled his legs wide apart and tied his ankles to the separate bedposts. Unlike most people would do or think, he tied his wrist but leaving his arms down, he also tied them to the lower posts. He then wrapped a gag around his mouth and a blindfold around his eyes. He picked up a very soft, leather strap that was about five centimetres wide and just longer than the width of the bed. He tied one side to the right top bedpost, pulled it tight beneath the young man’s jaw and then tied the other end to the left top bedpost. He stood up and looked down at his captive.

“That’ll do, Pig, that’ll do,” Daniel quoted from the film, ‘Babe’ and then snorted at his own joke.

Reaching down, Daniel stroked the large, flaccid cock. A lascivious smirk curved his lips and then he slid his hand up and over the muscled chest. Staring directly at the unconscious man he said, “I’m definitely going to enjoy leading you to the end result. Well, I’ll certainly enjoy it and though you might not, in the end, I know you’ll enjoy the outcome, too.”

In his mind, Daniel had no intention of physically hurting James in any way. He simply wanted to force James to look at himself, to admit and accept and to eventually reach out and want to embrace his nature. The thought crossed Daniel’s mind that he was psychologically assaulting James, which he knew could be extremely damaging. However, Daniel knew his plan involved nothing more than manipulative words and touching and he thought that James would be okay. Apart from anything, if his plan did not work out within the allotted time, he was going to return James to his life and he believed things would go back to normal quickly enough. Daniel was sure it would all work out.

Finally, Daniel turned around, walked back up the stairs and left the basement.

***

James opened his eyes but everything was black and he realised instantly that something was covering his eyes. He tried to say, “What the fuck” but he realised a thick piece of material was in his mouth, interfering with the movement of his tongue, it’s ends tied around his head. He tried to lift his hands to pull away the obstructions but he realised his arms were tied. He struggled to move but his legs were bound and something held his head in place. He could not move, he could not see and he could not cry out. Overcome with fear and uncertainty, he struggled regardless and tried to use a muffled growl to scream. He knew instantly it was pointless.

Unexpectedly, he felt someone sit on the side of the mattress he was lying on. James froze as he wondered what was going to happen next. He felt a hand gently come to rest on his left thigh. He jumped from the unexpected touch and growled an incomprehensible, “What the fuck.”

There was no response to his obviously questioning reaction but then, suddenly the hand began to slide up his thigh. It took a moment before it occurred to him how far up it was going and then subsequently, he realised he was naked.

James growled angrily.

It had only been a couple of minutes and he was still coming to terms with what was happening to him but suddenly, James began to really use what senses were available to him. He realised the hand was large and then it occurred to him it was also the hand of a man. It made him wonder even more about what exactly was happening but then he felt fingertips lightly scraping over his balls. He jumped and struggled but though he could move slightly, his body was held straight and his struggles achieved little to help him.

“Stop,” he yelled but only breath and noise mingled through the gag to become an impossible sound.

The hand cupped his sack and then the thumb of the hand began stroking over his sizeable nuts, feeling them and massaging them at the same time. It felt good but he was scared and he knew he was unable to move. He wanted to fight and protect himself but his power had been taken from him and he felt vulnerable. His thoughts of helplessness consumed him and he made a noise that was almost a whimper.

James yelled with a muffled pointlessness, “What do you want?”

The hand released his balls but then immediately a finger was sliding up the underside of his cock. It did not stop in its journey but when it reached the head of his cock, all four fingers slid beneath its length and curled around it, lifting it out of the well of his groin. They stretched and squeezed his soft thickness and then the thumb went to work, grazing over the slit and then down the meaty head before rubbing around the revealing edge of his circumcised cock.

“Stop it,” James yelled, again pointlessly.

The man’s hand placed his cock back into the curve of his groin and then the hand came to rest palm down and fingers outstretched, flat against his gut. It slid and rubbed over his smooth body, slowly but surely edging upwards, moving toward his chest.

James was now a mess. He had never had his free will taken away from him in so overt a fashion. He was terrified and that emotion was all enveloping. He felt no stimulation because he was out of his element, he had no control and despite what he told his friends, the truth was he was also a virgin. What was happening was the last thing he would have ever expected, even though he had fantasised about something similar as a sexual experience. He had no idea what to do or how to react and his fear and helplessness was growing beyond his comprehension.

The hand slid over his left pectoral. It was soft and gentle but when the large hand cupped his hugely worked muscle and then squeezed hard, though it did not hurt, it made him even more frightened.

The grip released almost instantly and then the tips of four fingers slid down, one over the fleshiness of his thick nipple but all continued down and back over his cock. James whimpered again.

The touching ended and the weight of the body lifted off the bed. A moment later, a cover floated down over him and then he heard the sound of departing footsteps. He knew from the distinct sound that followed, the man was walking up a stairway. A door opened and from the slightest gap between the material of the blindfold and his skin, he knew the light was switched off. The door closed and James was left naked, alone and in darkness on an unfamiliar bed.

James felt relief that it was over but the moment the thought was complete, he knew all of this had only just begun. He wanted to cry out, he wanted to escape and run for his life but more than anything at that moment, he knew he was there to stay.

He wondered if the unknown man was going to rape him or even worse, if he was going to kill him. He felt tears in his eyes but the material pressing against his face immediately absorbed them.

“I can’t even cry properly,” he whispered into the gag.

Unexpectedly, James thought about Kyle from school. The thought instantly led to the way he had so often held Kyle against his will. It was not exactly the same but with that swift thought, James knew in that single moment how Kyle must have felt. James felt guilty but the understanding made his fear of his own circumstances grow even more overwhelming.

His body shuddered but kept shaking. It was fear that shook him. It covered him like the sheet or whatever it was that the man had thrown over him. He lay amidst a multitude of plaguing questions and then what seemed like an eternity later, he fell into a deep but restless sleep.

***

Daniel was tired and had been asleep for a couple of hours but he knew he had awoken because James was on his mind. He knew that was the reason because he had been dreaming of him before his eyes opened. He turned and looked at his bedside clock. It was three in the morning.

“What does it matter? I’ve got the weekend off unless the hospital calls me in for an emergency shift. Anyway, the more I do this the sooner I let some light into that darkness,” he thought.

His conscience asked him, “What if you’re wrong?”

“I’m not wrong. Those boys in the café disclosed everything I needed to know. I know who James is. The problem is that he still doesn’t.”

“It’s an assumption that Michael and James, as well as their psychology, is the same. You could be making a huge mistake. You don’t even know for sure if Michael was gay,” his conscience pushed further.

“I lived a variation with Michael, of what those two boys talked about. I was the brunt of that sort of attack. I’ve followed James, watched him and listened to his conversations. I know he’s the person I think he is and I’m almost positive Michael was the same. James is deceiving everybody but none so much as himself. I know I’m right. My instincts are telling me I’m right. I wouldn’t even be doing this except that he’s taking his crap and guilt out on guys that don’t need or deserve it. I know it’s not my job and I know it isn’t right but I have to do this before someone gets seriously hurt. I have to make it stop and I have to make it right,” he justified silently to his conscience and then he got out of bed and walked naked down into the basement.

Daniel could tell from the still body and the slow rising and falling of the large, uncovered chest, James was asleep. He walked over to the bed and as softly and quietly as he could, he pulled the sheet away and lay down beside the younger man. He moved his head close to his left ear and then he reached and ever so tenderly, he circled the tip of his finger over the closest nipple.

Minutes past before James’ breathing began to deepen. There were a couple of low, sleeping moans and then James jerked and woke up. He screamed with the now standard, muffled sound.

The skin of the nipple was now sensitive after minutes of consistent stimulation and when Daniel squeezed the tit, James groaned sexually. However, he then forced a yell after what he thought was his incorrect reaction. He shook his head in a “No” manner and continued to yell through the gag. Daniel released the tit and then began rubbing his hand over both sides of the big chest. It was a caress that would make most gay men begin to get hard but James only pulled and jerked his body like he wanted to get away.

Daniel slid his hand down over his stomach and again he grabbed the thick cock. He squeezed and rubbed and stroked like he was trying to instigate an erection but it only made James more irritable.

Letting go of his cock, Daniel moved closer so that his naked body pressed against the side of James. He draped his arm over and around James, pulling him tight to him. Putting his lips almost on his ear he whispered, “I promise I’m not going to hurt you but I want your hard cock and your big body and I want you to give them to me freely.”

James reacted violently while yelling sounds as he struggled and tried to pull to his right. Daniel remained still and when James finally stopped struggling, Daniel said, “James, don’t you want me to suck your big cock?”

Wondering how the man knew his name, still James began to yell and struggle again and when he felt Daniel’s hand grab his cock again, he reacted like fire was burning him.

Daniel smiled, lifted up and propped on his elbow as he let go of the fleshy meat. He looked down at the handsome man with the hot jock body and then he leaned forward and ran his tongue just once over the nipple.

“Sleep on that memory,” he said and then pulled the sheet up as he left the bed.

James was again yelling sounds that were all too clear were sounds of angry indignation. However, still certain and feeling satisfied, Daniel walked up the stairs and left the room. He returned to his bedroom, went back to bed and minutes later he was sound asleep.

***

On Saturday morning at around nine o’clock, Daniel made some breakfast and then went down to the basement. He assumed he would have to contend with anger, frustration and stubborn refusal but he knew that James had to eat.

James was already awake when Daniel entered the basement and he immediately began yelling his sounds that were incomprehensible. Daniel approached and then he sat on the bed.

“You must be hungry, would you like something to eat?”

Expectantly, James cried out a muffled “No” and Daniel shook his head even though he understood the reaction.

“Come on, you’re a big, handsome man and you need food to maintain that hot body,” Daniel said.

Only the tone of his unintelligible yell of the word “No” was clear. James was also struggling again. Even though he knew it was a fruitless effort, still he dragged and pulled.

“James, you look like a little boy throwing a tantrum because you can’t have what you want. You know you can’t get free and you’re only dragging this situation out for longer than it has to go on.

“You know, if you say yes to the food, I have to take the gag off your mouth. Surely that will be a relief, as much as some food in your stomach will be as well.”

James quieted and his body stilled. He thought that the moment the gag was removed he could scream for help. He nodded, “Yes.”

Daniel looked at him and guessed correctly what was going through his mind. He grinned, knowing the young man’s cries would go unheard.

“I know what you’re thinking but let me tell you, the only person that’ll hear you if you scream, will be me. I’ve taken everything into consideration and not only does no one know you’re here but the room is soundproofed and no one will hear you,” he explained.

Daniel watched as the body slumped into the mattress, obviously disappointed. He looked closely at James and realised there was less fear. He seemed to have replaced it with obstinacy. He reached over and pulled the gag from his mouth, leaving it resting on his chin.

James yelled, “What do you want?”

Daniel said indifferently, “Sex!”

“I’m straight,” James replied.

Daniel smirked disbelievingly but said, “So what?”

James jerked his head in the direction of the voice. He was stunned by the remark and then incredulously he said, “So, I’m not interested in gay sex, you fucking faggot.”

“Why not pretend I’m a woman and let me blow that big cock,” Daniel replied.

“You make me sick. It’s wrong and the thought of a man’s mouth on me makes me want to puke.”

“Self praise is no recommendation but James, I’m pretty damned hot. You have no idea what you’ll be getting,” Daniel said.

“Fuck off, you sick fuck.”

“You’re going to give in, James.”

“Never,” he replied angrily.

“Well we’ll just have to see about that, won’t we? Anyway, I’m going to put another pillow under your head to make it easier for you to eat,” Daniel said and then after doing so, he began to feed James bacon, eggs and toast.

James accepted the food and though he tried not to show it, he was obviously very hungry and enjoyed what he was being fed. Silently in his mind, he also liked having someone seeing to his needs.

James asked between bites, “Who are you?”

“Let’s just say I’m your saviour but you can call me, Sir.”

“Why would I need a saviour and I think I’ll call you arsehole.”

“You’re a real charmer, aren’t you, James. You need to learn that you can’t get by on looks alone. We need to find out who you really are and release that man from his imprisonment.”

“The only prison I’m in is the one you’ve put me in,” James replied.

“Something else we’ll see about but I would suggest to you that right now, you’re freer than you’ve ever been and your warden is offering you an opportunity most gay guys would kill for in the beginning.”

“I told you, I’m not gay.”

“The natural colour of our sky is not blue,” Daniel retorted.

“What?”

“Never mind. Here you go, last bite,” Daniel said as he lifted the fork to his mouth.

James accepted the last of the food and then chewed and swallowed. He licked his lips and then made a subtle sound of satisfaction.

“I’m glad you enjoyed it,” Daniel said but James just huffed and said nothing. “Coffee?” Daniel offered a moment later and resentfully; James gave a grunt of agreement.

Holding his head more upright, Daniel put the cup to his mouth and tipped it slowly. James drank several large gulps and then pushed his head against Daniel’s hand to let him know it was enough. Daniel put the coffee down and then he reached over and caressed the naked body. Just for a second James allowed it but then he jerked against it and screamed, “Stop it, I’m not gay and I don’t want your filthy hands on me.”

Daniel grabbed his cock and stroked it, rubbing his thumb over the tip of the head and when James began cursing him even more, Daniel let it go, picked up the cup and plate and left the basement without a word and without replacing the gag.

Some minutes later, as he expected, when he was returning with the bedpan and portable urinal he had secretly borrowed from the hospital for James to piss and shit in, he discovered James screaming for help.

“Thanks for that,” Daniel said as he was descending the stairs. “You just proved to me that no one could hear you. I couldn’t even hear you when I was upstairs.”

“Fuck you,” James said angrily.

“How about I fuck you instead,” Daniel shot back.

“You make me sick.”

“It’s time for you to piss,” James said, as he put the horizontal bottle with a spout for the penis to enter, between his legs.

“Shit,” James said, reacting to the cold touch on his skin and tried to separate his legs even farther.

Daniel picked up his cock and stuck it into the opening of the spout and said, “Go on, whenever you’re ready.”

James sighed but instantly he began to urinate and it continued for nearly a minute.

“Do you do this often, you seem very adept,” James said sarcastically.

“Only for the hot, young men I’m going to fuck,” Daniel replied instantly.

“You keep dreaming,” James said gruffly.

When James was finished pissing, Daniel removed the container and asked, “Do you need to take a shit? I have a bedpan if you do.”

“I’m fine for the moment, maybe later, Slave,” James said and grinned smugly.

Daniel began to walk away. He looked back but deciding the gag was unnecessary, he continued to the stairs.

“Enjoy,” James said, “I hope it tastes great and I’m sure you’ll be looking forward to what I’ve got baking. It’ll be a special meal just for you.”

“Careful smartarse or not only will I tip your piss all over you and make you sleep on a wet, piss covered bed but I’ll also let you shit yourself as well,” Daniel replied and James remained silent.

Daniel went back up the stairs and out the door and he did not return for nearly two hours.

***

For the entirety of Saturday the scenario continued. Every hour or two, Daniel would wander down into the basement but every time he was treated and regarded with disdain. It was also the same for all of Sunday but on Sunday night, Daniel decided to push the envelope.

At ten o’clock Daniel returned to the basement and stripped naked. He lay down on the bed beside James, turned onto his side so that their bodies were touching and he wrapped his arm around James and held him warmly. He held him for a while and then he caressed his chest and stomach before holding him warmly again.

Finally, following his stubborn silence, James said, “What the fuck do you think you’re doing? This is doing nothing for me.”

“Maybe but it’s doing something for me,” Daniel replied and snickered.

“You’re fucking weird and sick,” James said.

“Shut up and go to sleep, lover,” Daniel replied.

“You’re delusional and it’s never going to happen. Even if I were gay, I would never give you what you want. Trust me, you could never get me hard.”

Daniel smirked and then asked, “Is that a challenge?”

“No and don’t even try. I don’t want your filthy hands on me or my cock.”

“What about my hot, wet mouth?”

There was an obvious short pause that followed a barely audible intake of breath. It was a reaction of shock but Daniel sensed subtle excitement as well.

“Not that either. Your mouth is probably filled with syphilitic sores and I don’t want your sexually transmitted disease transferring to me,” James said condescendingly.

Daniel smiled but he did not reply. He closed his eyes and relaxed while holding James like a long-term lover. An hour went by in silence and finally Daniel knew that James had fallen asleep. He reached down very softly and he took the heavy cock into his hand, closed his fist around it and began to stroke it gently.

Due to the heat and sensuality of two, naked men’s bodies pressed together, Daniel was now very horny and his erection grew solid. He eased it slightly by rubbing it against the naked thigh and then he lifted his head and began to lick the thick nipple. Quite some time later, James’ cock began to thicken and soft moans began to depart the sleeping man’s lips.

When the cock reached full erection, Daniel lifted and while trying not to disturb James, he knelt between his legs. Balancing on one hand, he leaned forward and down and he sucked the nipple as he squeezed the large and very hard cock. He stroked its full length and his actions made the cock begin to ooze pre-come.

James awoke startled. He was practically in heaven and he knew he was already on approach. What he was feeling was wonderful but as he realised he was in the middle of sex, he instantly remembered where he was and what was happening.

“Stop,” he yelled.

Surprisingly, Daniel did as he was told. He knelt upright and looked down at James. Both of their cocks were huge and swollen and looking like hungry cocks look.

“I’m sorry, I thought you were enjoying what I was doing and I was wondering how you would respond when I did this.”

Before James had the chance to ask, Daniel moved down and licked the length of his cock. James groaned and almost blew his load. He had never had a tongue on his cock and his initial thought was that he wanted the man to suck it and swallow his load. A moment later he remembered what he was trying to do and he forced his body to stave off his approaching ejaculation.

“No,” he yelled emphatically.

“As you wish,” Daniel replied but then he laid flat against the big body, their hard cocks crushing together and making the throbbing desire grow. “You sure you don’t want to blow with me, it’ll feel really good,” Daniel added.

“Get off me,” James ordered but it was more because he could barely contain his approaching climax and he did not want to give into his captor.

Daniel grinned knowingly but was impressed by the young man’s control. He did not know it but had he stayed where he was for a few seconds longer, James would have exploded and emptied the contents of his balls all over them both. Daniel rolled off him and lay beside him again.

“Man, you’ve got a beautiful cock,” Daniel said but James was silent as he tried to push his need down and his ejaculation back.

Patience was one of Daniel’s finest traits and so he held James, closed his eyes again and soon he was asleep.

James knew as he lay there in silence, he had never wanted anything more in the moments he had forced to pass. Even as he continued to try to strengthen his resolve, he could not stop his thoughts of wishing the man had not stopped. It was what he had wanted for so long. He also loved the sensual feeling of big, male arms holding him. An hour ambled by slowly but eventually, he too, fell into sleep.

***

When James awoke on Monday morning he realised the man was not beside him or holding him. He felt an instant disappointment and then he remembered what the man had said and done the night before. Though he had no visual memory of the incident, he could still recall the lips on his nipple and the hand and tongue on his cock. The memory of how horny he felt and how much he wanted to blow was a fresh and clear thought in his mind. He then remembered how huge and muscular the man’s body was when it lay on top of him. It had been a dream come true and then there was the recollection of his cock being crushed by another, bigger and thicker cock.

“God,” he said and his cock began to grow hard instantly.

Suddenly he noticed something was wrong. His cock could not move to turn up toward his stomach. He shook his body but that caused a slight pinch. He stopped, thought and then dug his heals into the bed and pushed. As his body moved upwards slightly, he realised there was sticky tape or something stuck to his cock and then he realised it was in the thing he had been pissing in.

By that point his shifted focus had killed his newly forming erection and then knowing he did want to piss, he let go and listened as his flow poured into the empty container. He sighed with relief.

James began to think about what was happening. He wondered why this was happening to him and if it was pure coincidence. He wondered who the man was that had kidnapped him. He also wondered why the man seemed to believe he could turn him gay.

“Hard to believe he could turn me into something I already…” he trailed off, arguing silently with his mind that his words were a mistake.

James knew deep within that he was gay and that he wanted sex with a hot man. However, as much as he knew it with perfect clarity, still he would not or could not accept the fact. He fantasised all the time about cock and muscle and hot men but still he continued to admonish himself and try to tell himself it was not true. He knew how foolish it was but it was so hard for him to admit. It made him envy and sometimes even hate guys that could admit it and say it out loud.

These days, with the way the world was slowly changing, a lot more guys were coming out at school and it only served to feed his jealousy and his anger toward his contemporaries. For a moment he thought about Kyle and holding his body against him and how the handsome gay guy could make him hard. Instantly he felt the anger fill him and then he felt guilty, as he remembered punching Kyle in the face.

James was sick of lying and deceiving and pretending to be something he was not. It was why he understood the man when he said that most gay guys in the beginning would be pleased to have the opportunity he was giving him. He really wanted to say yes, to scream at the man to slide his cock into his mouth and let him suck his first cock. He wanted to tell the man to fuck him and fill him with all the come in his body.

“I can’t and I won’t, though. He’s so fucking smug and certain that I’ll give into him. It’s the principle of the matter and I’ll never give into him, even if I have to die trying,” he thought stubbornly.

Deciding he should not be thinking the way he was thinking and that what he should be doing was trying to escape, he began struggling and twisting again. He pulled his arms and legs but he knew again, the binds would not give and he was going nowhere. He tried turning and adjusting the position of his head but again, the smooth leather of the strap beneath his jaw gave no reprieve from his captivity. He became still and realising he was bored, restless and unhappy, he wished the man would return.

James did not know what time it was but he knew that hour upon hour were passing by. He did not know why the man was not coming back but unexpectedly he began to think something that worried him. He considered that perhaps the man had left wherever they were and had been hurt or killed. He wondered if anyone else knew where he was and if he would lay there until he starved to death. He imagined no one would ever find him and that he would rot until he was nothing more than bones on an ancient mattress.

“Fuck,” he yelled and then lay for a minute in silence.

“Hello,” he screamed and waited again.

“Hey, you dirty fuck, where are you?”

“Damn you, you son of a bitch, what the fuck are you doing?”

Several more minutes past by as he waited and listened in the dead silence. He wanted so badly to talk to the man or to have him lay down with him and hold him.

“Hey, I thought you were so desperate, you wanted to touch me and try to turn me into one of your sick kind. You won’t be able to try if you continue to ignore me,” he yelled at the top of his voice and then waited for several more minutes.

“Please, where are you?”

He fell into silence and his mind went wild with varied thoughts. He wished this had never happened. He wished he could see his parents again. He wished he was outside and living his normal life but then his line of thought changed and he wished he had said yes to the man. He wished the man had kissed him, caressed him and then sucked his cock. Immediately, an errant thought crossed his mind.

“Sir,” he whispered.

Anger filled him and he wished he had not said, “Sir.” He then told himself he could not give into the fucker. He went silent and hours fell by the wayside. Eventually, emotionally exhausted, he fell asleep again.

***

As Daniel was driving home, he decided it would be a good idea to see if he could find out some information. He pulled over and went into the café and was pleased to see the two friends of James sitting there. He took his position and when he heard James’ name, his head lifted and he turned it slightly so he would not miss a word.

“I cant believe it’s been three days and James still hasn’t shown up,” Steve, the tall blond said.

“Yeah, I know. I went to his house but no ones there,” Jake, the brunette replied.

“Well, he probably found himself a cougar on Friday night and now he’s fucking her brains out. You’ve heard all the stories he tells us about all the women. The guys a fucking sex machine,” Steve concluded.

Daniel smiled. “Nothing to worry about,” he thought and then he drank the rest of his coffee and left the café.

Daniel drove directly home and went inside. He walked into his bedroom, removed his Orderly’s scrubs and then went to the bathroom for a quick shower. After he towelled off, he walked naked to the basement and opened the door noisily. He closed the door with a thud and began to descend the stairs.

“Hi,” James said unexpectedly.

Daniel stopped dead on the stairs, his feet one up and one down, his hand tight on the banister and a look of shock on his face, as he stared down at the man bound to the bed.

“Hi,” Daniel replied with an obvious tone of disbelief.

James realised what he had said in his desperate relief and so his tone changed immediately when he said, “I need to piss again and it’s nearly full so empty the bottle or whatever it is.”

It occurred to Daniel what had just happened and he grinned. He continued down the stairs and walked over to the bed. He looked down at the hot, younger man and smiled. He pulled the tape off his cock that held it in place. He emptied the contents in an old toilet on the other side of the room. He came back and put it back in place, sliding the cock back into the opening. He waited, listening.

Neither man spoke. James said nothing because he really could not think of anything to say and he was also irritated with himself for saying “Hi” in such an excited manner. Daniel said nothing because he was waiting to hear if James really did need to pee. It appeared he did not.

“How are you today, James?”

“How do you think, you fuck. I’m a prisoner in your torture chamber and I’ve been tied to a bed for days. I want to get loose, I want to stretch and I want to beat the crap out of you, you fucking coward.”

“Me, a coward? Now that’s the pot calling the kettle black, if ever I heard it,” Daniel replied and he watched as the hard expression fell away and James was instantly silent.

Within James’ silence, the suggestion that he was a coward hit him hard. He felt it was true because it instantly made him consider how much he wanted to be with Kyle but how he was too scared to admit the truth, to say the words or to threaten the normalcy of his life and his world by telling anyone he was gay. He felt so angry with the unknown man for somehow knowing the truth. He wondered how the man could know and then he wished he could beat the shit out of the man for bringing all of these thoughts back to life.

Daniel sat down on the bed, reached out and placed his hand on the footballer’s thigh. James kicked his leg as if he was trying to make the hand fall away but there was barely any real attempt. Daniel smiled and thought he was breaking through. He lay down instantly and wrapped his arm around James. He caressed his fingers over his chest and then he toyed with the most distant nipple. James gave a lack-lustre shrug.

“I’ve been thinking about you all day,” Daniel said.

“Understandable but you haven’t crossed my mind at all,” James replied.

“It’s such a shame, Jamey boy, I had such plans for you tonight,” Daniel said and as he let his hand slide down the smooth body and began to caress the thick cock, he added, “I was going to touch you and lick you and kiss every inch of your beautiful body. It was going to complete with your hard, juicy cock in my mouth and your hot cream shooting all over my tongue.”

James coughed a throat-clearing cough and then he mentally ordered his cock to stay flaccid. He was becoming the most ripe piece of fruit on the tree and every time the man walked into the room, James knew he was getting closer and closer to falling from his secure branch that held him from hungry hands.

Releasing his cock from his touch, Daniel slid his hand back up onto the chest and then he lifted and perched and began to lick the closest nipple. James squirmed and made a sound of revulsion but in truth, he was losing it and he was going out of his mind. Daniel stopped and lay back down.

“Jamey, Baby, what are we going to do with you? We could have such a hot time together if you’d only let go. You know you want it and I know you do. No one has to know and all you have to do is be willing to get hard and then shoot all of your hot seed for me.”

“Stop it. Just stop it. Stop calling me Jamey like I’m your boy. Don’t call me Baby like I’m your lover and stop trying to make me hard. I’m not gay, I don’t want to be gay and I will never be gay or have sex with you. Why don’t you let me go and just fuck off out of my life?”

Again a little surprised by the unbreakable attitude and impressive control, Daniel rolled away and stood up from the bed. He was hard as a rock and he stroked his cock, as he looked at James still lying there flaccid.

“Not long now,” Daniel said, believing that very soon he would bring James to the brink and then tip him over the edge.

“Not long until what?”

“Damn, James, you really are well drilled, so to speak,” Daniel said with a chuckle and then added, “you almost believe your own propaganda.”

“What are you talking about?”

“I’ll see you later,” Daniel said abruptly.

James said while desperately not wanting the man to leave or to be alone, “What? Wait?”

Daniel replied, “What?”

“Nothing. Fuck off and don’t come back,” James said angrily.

Daniel grinned broadly and then said, “Unfortunately, I have to feed you and change you, Baby, so I have to come back real soon.”

Changing the subject suddenly and abruptly, James asked, “What’s for dinner?”

Daniel noticed that within the unexpected question, the anger was gone from James’ voice and had been replaced with a tone of forced indifference.

“I was thinking of meat with a sweet, hot, thick sauce,” Daniel replied.

James sighed as if he was irritated by the remark but he said nothing and remained silent. He listened as Daniel walked up the stairs but all the while he was hoping it would not be too long before the man returned to him.

Upstairs, Daniel fell into arguing with himself again. The seventeen-year-old boy he had once been was so determined to make James admit he was gay. The twenty-six year old man believed James was gay and still in the closet, based on the conversation in the café between Kyle and Mark. The boy inside wanted to torture James using the sexual hunger he knew resided within the closet. An inner voice within the man kept saying what he was doing was wrong.

Even though Daniel was struggling to some degree with the socially unacceptable scenario and treatment of a young man, still a part of him felt somewhere inside, his actions were right and for the best. Unfortunately, the real problem was his physical attraction that was manifesting toward James. Daniel had known he would have to stimulate James, make him ejaculate and show him it was okay to accept the desires within. Daniel had thought he would have no problem with the required actions but now, his attraction for the young man was getting out of hand. He wanted James as much as he needed James to submit and give in. It was only physical desire but he was spending so much time with the hot and naked, young hunk, he had stopped going out, picking up and getting laid. Daniel decided he needed to change that.

***

Throughout Monday evening and some of the night, Daniel came and left the basement but now it was every thirty to forty-five minutes. Each time James would continue his verbal abuse but every time Daniel could tell that though the substance of the words were the same, the emotion and conviction behind them were only a reflection of the previous three days and four nights.

Daniel knew with absolute certainty that what was between them was evolving. Even so, each time he touched James, a burst of newly found anger would swell into a tirade, as if James were telling him that everything was okay except for sex.

Just before ten-thirty that night, as Daniel cleaned up his kitchen, doubt began to creep into his mind. He wondered if he had made a mistake and if James really was just an arsehole and a bully with the gay guys at his school.

“What if you went to all this trouble for nothing. What if he isn’t gay and nothing you do is going to change that. He’s a man no matter what and so getting him hard won’t be too much of a problem but if he’s not gay or even bi-curious, none of this will matter,” he thought.

Within his deep thought, Daniel threw the dinner plate he had been drying for several minutes too long, into the cupboard out of frustration and he realised it must have come close to breaking. He picked it back up and checked it for chips or cracks and then returned it to its position at the top of the stack. He closed the cupboard door and turned back to the sink.

Pulling the plug, he watched the whirlpool form as the dirty, soapy water, was sucked down the drain. His mind went back to his past and in his memory, there he was, back at school. A grimace crossed his face in reality, as he stared at the eyes staring back in his mind. There were so many times and so many memories that he could have remembered, however, this particular memory was the only memory he allowed to fill his mind.

Within the memory, Daniel was scared shitless but his cock was also bone hard. The boy standing in front of him was so handsome, so big and so strong. He was the physical epitome of a masculine man in the form of a boy. The boy’s short sleeved, light blue school shirt gripped his chest and arms like a second skin, the biceps held the seam of the sleeves as if they were trying to rip them apart and the buttons at the front looked like they would pop at any moment, as the huge, tanned chest stretched the shirt apart. Even his nipples left nothing to the imagination, as they caused indentations that Daniel knew would remain after the shirt was removed. How he wished he could take that shirt to bed with him that night.

“You fucking queer,” Michael had said, halting Daniel’s young and hungry imagination.

Michael, who everyone called Mick, stared at Daniel angrily. Daniel could see what he thought was revulsion in Mick’s eyes. He felt sure he was going to be beaten up again that afternoon. Even so, still he revelled in the strong grip of the large hands holding him by the shoulders.

Though Daniel had grown into a powerful, young man, back during his school days, he was physically average and looked like a boy. Mick was a big boy, well beyond average and was the type of boy who looked like a man before his time.

Mick pushed him against the brick wall at the back of the school. It was so quiet and no one was around. Everyone had gone home but Mick had somehow found out Daniel’s secret escape from school and had been waiting for him. The brick was hot against Daniel’s back and it burned through his shirt but in a strange way, it felt good.

“Every time I look at you, you’re already looking at me. I know you want me. Your eyes tell me everything. You want my big muscles. You want my naked body. You want to suck my big, hard cock. Go on, tell me, tell me you want to suck my big, hard cock,” Mick said.

Daniel stared into those eyes. He believed it could not be possible but there was almost a hunger in the eyes that drowned him. How he wanted to say yes. How he wanted that body against him and that fat cock in his mouth but he shook with fear of the fist that either way, was going to slam into his gut. He said nothing.

Mick pushed up against him, crushing him against the wall as the sun burned down on both of them. Daniel could smell the sweat on Mick’s body and he could feel the heat of his breath swirling over his face.

While pressed hard against Daniel, Mick said, “You like that? Is this what you want? You like my body against yours?”

Then it happened. Mick’s cock grew huge. It was so thick and so hard and he was grinding it against Daniel’s erection, which was also very large. He pumped harder and harder and he squeezed Daniel’s shoulders so tight, Daniel thought he was going to rip his arms off his body.

Daniel could not believe it. He believed that Mick was straight and though he obviously knew what was happening, still he wondered what was happening. Daniel fell into a rapture that hypnotised him and he put his arms around Mick’s massive body. He pulled him tighter, closer if at all possible and he began to rub his cock against Mick’s.

Mick’s breathing was heavy, his huge muscles flexed and hard, so tight and sweaty while he groaned and began to thrust his cock furiously. His groans became stilted grunts and then he exploded in his long, dark grey, school pants. His body convulsed and shuddered against Daniel’s and then Daniel exploded as well.

Mick’s head fell onto Daniel’s shoulder and his arms slid around him and squeezed. For almost a minute they looked like quiet lovers holding each other but then suddenly, Mick pushed away violently and said, “What the fuck did you do?

“What?”

“You fucking sick, perverted fuck,” Mick said.

It was barely a second later when his fist came from out of nowhere and slammed into Daniel’s face.

“Dirty fucking poofters,” Mick yelled and then he let rip with a left, then a right and then finally with another left, all three into Daniel’s stomach.

When Daniel finally opened his eyes and wiped the tears from his face, he dragged himself from the concrete and back to his feet. Ten minutes had passed by and Mick had left him alone, a crumpled mess on the ground. He had walked away immediately, his last words, “Not a word to anyone.”

Daniel stood against the wall. His cheekbone and eye were throbbing in pain but the pain was less than the humiliation of loving what he had been through. In all the times Mick had beaten him up, Daniel had hated every single incident. This time, though, despite his fear and in spite of this pain, he was amazed and he also wanted more.

It had been happening for two years but that day, suddenly he not only hated Mick but he realised how much he loved him as well. He wanted to run after him and talk to him but instead; Daniel left and made his way home.

From that day on, during their last year of school, it had been different. For the rest of their final year, Mick beat Daniel up another four times but nothing was ever said and Daniel believed for Mick, it was more about keeping up appearances. Every time Daniel was beaten up after that, Mick stood with his friends behind him.

There was only one thing that was extremely different for the rest of that year. Daniel had soon noticed that whenever he allowed his eyes to search for Mick in the playground or in class, he always discovered Mick was already looking at him. Twice he had even noticed that Mick had a bulge in his pants and once in class he had been stroking his bulge under his desk. Deep down, Daniel had begun to believe that Mick was also gay.

Daniel stared into the empty sink. He turned on the faucet and let the fresh water wash away the suds and grime. He turned it off and felt certain that Mick and James were the same. His conscience said, “maybe” but he decided he was sure and that he would continue with the scenario he had put into play. He left the kitchen and switched off the light.

***

Even though he had slept beside James on Sunday night and even though he had decided he would continue to do what he was doing, Daniel did not go back to the basement to sleep with James that night. He went to his room, got into his own bed and tried to go to sleep.

The memory of Michael had really gotten to him and unearthed the psychology that had caused him to do what he was doing to James. He wanted desperately to be able to prove with James, what he had never been able to prove with Michael.

Now a fully functioning adult, Daniel knew his decision and action was unacceptable but the schoolboy within still screamed for some sort of closure, while the man felt pity for the beaten boys and also, a strange sadness for the Michael’s and James’s of the world.

Forty minutes later, when he decided with certainty that he was not about to fall asleep any time soon, he dragged his naked body from beneath his sheet and wandered down into the basement. He looked at James and believed he was asleep but though he did not know it, James had been waiting, hoping he would sleep beside him. He wanted the man to hold him close and so he was pretending he was asleep.

Daniel quietly lay down beside James, turned onto his side and draped his arm over his chest. James made a satisfied sound but did not move or react. Daniel thought he should begin sexually stimulating James again but then he thought it was getting late and he had to be at work early. He also knew he really was tired, particularly after the exhausting nature of bringing that old and very emotional memory back to life. He closed his eyes and fell asleep.

James was surprised at how quickly the man had drifted off. He had been wondering what he would try next to get him hard or to make him agree to sex. It sort of bothered him the man did nothing, however, he did not really care because he was happy to be sleeping with the man again. He wondered what his name was, how old he was and what he looked like.

Daniel woke at four-fifteen. He looked at the clock, knowing he had to be out of bed in less than two hours. He then realised his large cock was bone hard and flat against his belly. He had rolled onto his back while he slept but as he thought of the younger man beside him, he smiled, turned onto his side again and then he lifted James’ bound hand. He placed it on his erection, curled the fingers around it and then holding the fist in his own hand, he began to softly pump his cock through the tight enclosure of James’ fingers and palm.

Daniel liked the feeling but his focus was on James. The younger man was not snoring but he was making a throaty noise as he breathed, which gave the correct determination that James was asleep. Daniel pumped his erection a little harder to nudge him back to consciousness. Finally, after some time, he knew James was beginning to stir.

Daniel let go of the fist, leaving it wrapped around his erection. He slid his own arm behind his back and waited to see the reaction.

James opened his eyes and it only took a second before he realised something was different. A moment later he knew his hand was on the man’s cock. It was hard but there was no sound or movement. He squeezed to be certain, stroked once to be absolutely certain and then he stopped.

James felt his cock grow hard. He wanted nothing more than to jerk the man’s cock and make him blow. He loved the feeling of it in his hand and instantly he was imagining sucking on it. It was so thick and hard and long. He started stroking the cock again and he loved it even more.

“No. If you do this he’ll wake up and he’ll know he was right. You can’t,” James thought and then he dropped his hand away.

Daniel grinned in the darkness. James had squeezed and stroked and held his cock for far too long. A straight man would have jumped and pushed it away like it was poisonous. Daniel rolled a little closer and let his arm slide around James’ waist. It was done with an Oscar winning performance that suggested he was asleep. James said and did nothing and Daniel drifted behind closed eyes, thinking tonight would be the night.

At five-thirty while James was once again asleep, Daniel got up, left the basement, showered, shaved and dressed for work. He went back to the basement, taped the cock in place for pissing and then minutes later Daniel left the house.

***

Starting early meant Daniel finished his shift early. He was at home by three o’clock in the afternoon. It had been a busy day and because many of the jobs an orderly had to undertake for hospital patients were unpleasant to say the least, he was in a bit of a bad mood by the time his shift was over. On the drive home, though, his visual thoughts of the naked hunk had filled him with anticipation and made him feel better. He went down to the basement immediately, to deal with imperative body issues. It was another unpleasant job but James was damned hot and so it made the necessary task easier.

“Hey,” he said as he was descending the stairs.

James made some noise that sounded unimpressed, even though he was very pleased the man had returned. He had decided early that morning that the man had to work and that was why two days in a row he had not come down to him for hours.

James asked, “How was work?”

“Busy but I’m much better now I’m home,” Daniel replied, surprised by the question.

Walking directly over to the bed, he sat down, removed the tape and the half full container. Moving to the top of the bed, he worked the leather strap from around the jaw and then placed it on the pillow. He gripped the large shoulders and lifted James up into a seated position. He slid his arm beneath an arm and around the beautiful chest. Pushing against his back he then lifted James and placed the bedpan beneath him.

Once again, James felt the binds go loose. He knew that once again he had the ability to try something, even if he failed. He was a very strong, young man and believed he could lunge forward or even twist around and maybe do something. Without the strap around his head he was almost free.

The first time the man had done this, James was aware the binds had gone loose but he was blind, uncertain and scared and so he chose not to try. The second time he still felt hesitant and later he had been angry with himself for missing another chance to escape. When the weekend was over and Monday came around, all he could think about was the man behind him, holding his naked body tight against him.

Here today, he thought about swinging his arm and lashing out at the man but once more, yet again he chose to allow the man to hold him and to press against his naked body. It felt so damned right and so good.

James asked, “Do you even know how humiliating this is?”

“I do but what has to be done, has to be done and it’s up to you when it will end,” Daniel replied.

“I guess you’ll be wiping and cleaning my arse until one of us dies, then,” James said with irritation.

Silence followed for a few minutes and then when all was done and James was clean, Daniel removed the bedpan and started to lie James down so he could fasten the leather strap around his jaw.

“Please, can I just sit up for a while? I’m so tired of lying in the same position.”

“I’ll tell you what. Let me do what I have to do and then I promise to let you sit up for a while,” Daniel said.

“Deal,” James replied.

Daniel emptied the containers and washed them out and when he was done he went back upstairs. He put a frozen pizza into the oven and then went to the bathroom and showered. By the time he was done the pizza was ready and he again returned to the basement.

James seemed very pleased with the idea of pizza for dinner, even though it was not from a pizzeria. He actually had a huge smile on his face as Daniel fed them both.

“I love pizza,” he said when they were half finished.

“I sort of came to that conclusion a few minutes ago,” Daniel replied and James chuckled.

“You seem happier,” Daniel said a moment later.

“Well, pizza and you’re also going to sit me up for a bit. I don’t know, they say change is as good as a holiday,” James explained.

“Maybe I should do something else for you,” Daniel said sincerely.

“Like what?”

“I’ll think about it. Here, have another bite,” Daniel said and James smiled before he opened his mouth willingly.

The change was all too obvious to Daniel. James was being nice, even friendly. His tone was of someone who was happy to be in the position he was in and also to be in the company he was in. This was happening far quicker then he had expected. Two thoughts crossed Daniel’s mind. The first was a consideration that maybe the change had something to do with the Stockholm syndrome and becoming emotionally invested in his kidnapper. The second thought, though, was based on the curiosity of whether James was beginning to accept his nature and therefore if he was beginning to enjoy the closeness with another man.

Leaning forward, Daniel said, “Let me wipe that sauce away” and James sat still as Daniel held his jaw and slid his thumb softly across his lips.

Daniel asked, “Better?

“Yeah, thanks,” James replied with a smile.

When the pizza had been devoured between the two of them and James complained that there was no more, Daniel took the dishes upstairs and then went into his bedroom and stripped naked. He returned soon after and once again he removed the leather strap and pushed James into a seated position. Sliding in behind him, Daniel began to massage the big shoulders and large back. James groaned with instant relief.

With his legs bent and sitting on his haunches, slowly but surely, Daniel slid forward, knees first until his legs were around James. He pulled him backwards until his back was against his chest and he massaged the shoulders deeply with his strong fingers and hands.

For a few minutes, James’ whole body was stiff, as he felt the naked man behind him and pressed against him. However, it did not take long before he relaxed and began to enjoy another dream come true.

James loved the massage and his groans were no less than filled with pleasure. He also loved the feeling of a naked man’s body behind him. Daniel massaged the big arms and really worked the biceps. He worked the forearms and even the hands and soon James was very quiet. Again Daniel went back to the shoulders and as he pulled him back, he looked over his shoulder and down, where he saw the massive erection. Daniel smiled.

Daniel pushed him forward and dug his fingers deeply into the solid back. James gave a groan but Daniel knew it was not sexual; it was actually physical relief. He worked his back hard for fifteen minutes and then finally, he released him, climbed out from behind James and laid him back down. Daniel was slightly disappointed that his deep tissue massage had caused the young man’s hard cock to become a thick, soft semi.

Daniel was shaking his hands to stop the cramping feeling from massaging the strong body so hard. As a consequence, James did not know what was happening or if the man was going to leave him again. All he knew was that he wanted the man to stay with him and to touch him again.

With a Freudian slip James said, “It feels so good when your hands touch my naked body, can’t you do it for a while longer?”

Daniel grinned and then said, “I’m not finished. I’m going to do your front.”

“Oh,” James said but his tone was apprehensive.

“Don’t worry, James, lots of men get hard when they get a massage but if you don’t like it and don’t want it then I don’t have to do it.”

“No, it’s okay. I just…”

“Yes or no, James?”

“Yes.”

Daniel smiled and climbed onto the bed. He straddled the large body and said, “I’m going to sit on you while I do this so don’t freak out, okay?”

“Okay,” James said; already freaking out that he would get hard again.

Daniel leaned forward and put his hands flat on the big chest and then he dropped his naked arse onto the groin, which pressed against the semi thick cock. He began massaging the chest instantly and smiled as he felt the cock beneath him getting hard. He leaned forward, lifting up so the erection could lift, stretch and stand above James’ gut and then Daniel sat back down, so his weight forced the cock to seek safe harbour in his crack.

Continuing to massage his chest, Daniel began to move up and down and every time he made the movements, James’ erection was sliding back and forth between the tight butt cheeks. The smooth skin and the firm muscles, which Daniel was flexing as the hard cock was sliding between them, were now beginning to sweat while lubricating the meaty twenty centimetres. The head of the cock was huge and swollen and Daniel felt like he wanted to ravage the body beneath him.

James was quiet, practically holding his breath and though he wanted it to stop, he also wanted it to never end. Daniel was watching his face and he could see the stiff jaw, as James was using every ounce of control he had. Daniel knew he could take him now but that was not what he wanted.

“There,” Daniel said as he slapped his hands onto the chest and stopped all movement, “Do you feel better now?”

James asked, “Do you have to stop?”

“Yeah. I was thinking about going out tonight. It’s been quite a while since I’ve been with someone and after touching your naked body like that, well, you can’t see it Jamey but you given me a huge rod. I’m hard as a rock and let me tell you, I need to suck a beautiful cock tonight. I want some hot man to come in my mouth and let me drink him down. I want to make him as hard as you are right now and I want to make love to him and kiss him and to feel our big bodies and huge muscles rubbing and writhing all over each other.”

James was instantly turned on even more, which was Daniel’s intent, however, an unexpected thought crossed James’ mind and he asked, “Why don’t you have a boyfriend?”

Daniel’s eyes froze on the young man, as his question seemed to halt time, space and everything. He stammered as he said, “What?”

“Do you always just pick up men? Don’t you want someone special?”

“Um, I guess. I mean maybe I’ve never met the person I’m looking for,” Daniel said, as he stared at James in shock.

Daniel felt like the question had knocked everything out of kilter. He was supposed to be controlling James but James had halted the natural progression of his plan. As his reasoning mind seemed to kick back into gear, though, he said, “Anyway, until then I need hot sex, with a hot man like the one I just told you about.”

Daniel felt James’ cock contract between his butt cheeks and so he crawled off his body and then he stood up off the bed. He pulled the strap back around his jaw and then he gently slid a finger, one single stroke over the thick nub of a nipple.

James shivered and sighed and then said with incredulity, “You’ve been gone all day and now you’re going out tonight as well?”

“I won’t be gone too long but every man has his needs, James. You must have yours too but even though I could help you with them, you don’t want me to,” he said.

James could feel how hard his cock was as the cool air wrapped around it to replace the warm butt cheeks. He also knew his juices were dripping onto his gut. He could feel the warm wetness. He was embarrassed but his mind was screaming at him to let the man do what had been offered so many times, particularly after what he had just said about kissing and sucking and fucking some hot man. The thoughts the man had put into his mind were delicious and he wanted the man to lie on top of him and do those things to him right now.

“Damn that is one beautiful cock,” Daniel said and slid his finger along it, before wiping up the pool of pre-come and then sucking it loudly from his fingers.

James asked, “Do you have to go?”

Daniel started to walk and began to ascend the stairs. After the first couple of steps he stopped and turned toward James and said, “I don’t have to but I need a big man’s body. I’m gay James and I need to sate my needs.”

James was silent but his chest was rising and falling rapidly and his cock was still as hard as stone. Daniel took another few steps and stopped again.

“Why do you want me to stay? I didn’t think you wanted me near you,” he said.

“It’s not that I don’t want you with me, it’s just…”

Daniel began to walk up the steps again and he said, Do you want me to bring you something special tonight?”

“No,” James said disappointedly. “Are you going to come back down tonight?”

“If you want me to,” Daniel replied.

“If you want to do something special for me, maybe tonight you could give me a sponge bath like you did on Sunday?”

“Maybe,” Daniel replied and then he opened the door.

“Please don’t go out,” James said, almost begging.

“Why not?”

“I need someone to talk to, to be with. I hate being alone. I’m not use to spending so much time alone. The only time I don’t feel so alone is when you sleep with me or when you’re here with me.”

Daniel closed the door, walked back down the steps and returned to the bed. He released the strap from around his jaw and pulled James into a seated position and wrapped his arms around him to comfort him. James accepted the embrace and because he was sitting up, the binds were loose and so his hands held Daniel as well.

“It’s okay, James. You’ll be okay,” he said as he caressed the huge and smooth, muscular back. “I promise I’ll spend more time with you but I need to kiss someone. I need a man’s tongue in my mouth before I give him everything he wants. If I go out, a man will tell me he wants me to do those things to him. I need the words or a sign that the hot, young man wants me to do those things. I think I need to go out,” Daniel said.

James tightened his arms around Daniel in a gesture that he did not want him to leave but Daniel began to pull away. James lifted his head off Daniel’s shoulder and moved it back. He could not see him but he knew he was right in front of him. He pulled him closer, moved his head forward and suddenly their lips were touching.

Daniel made no move. He allowed James to make the decision and to take full control of his actions. James pressed his lips harder and Daniel relaxed his lips and let them part. James slid his tongue into Daniel’s mouth and a moment later he was moaning and pulling Daniel against him so hard, it seemed their bodies would merge and become one.

For a good five minutes James kissed Daniel like the hungry man he was. Daniel slowly but surely began to reciprocate and when he suddenly felt James’ hand wrap around his cock, Daniel pushed forward until James was on his back.

Daniel was on top of James in a second and though the kiss did not end, the writhing of huge bodies and the grinding of big cocks were intense. They touched each other and crushed each other and soon a bathing film of clear nectar covered their cocks and bellies.

James felt every sexual feeling he had ever imagined and he also felt like all the pressure and anguish were peeling away. The touch of a large, naked man’s body was exquisite and the feeling of a thrusting erection was bliss. He groaned loudly in his mental and emotional release but this time, his control of his physical release was for a different reason.

Daniel knew that James had given himself over and that he could take him. He pulled away from the kiss, broke free of the embrace and slid down. He sucked a nipple hard and James groaned. He licked softly and tenderly over his smooth stomach and James shivered but when he took the huge cock deep into his mouth, it was over. James exploded and gushes of hot seed swam into Daniel’s mouth, as James cried out in disbelief and lust.

Daniel swallowed every shot except for the last. He sucked on the hard cock of the defeated young man and made James cry out even more. When he was done, he licked his erection and then kissed back up the body, before sharing the remaining ejaculate with a young man’s mouth that kissed and tasted so eagerly.

Daniel then lifted, straddled James’ chest and pulled his head upwards. He pushed his cock down and the moment it kissed the younger man’s lips, James opened his mouth and lunged onto the dripping bone and sucked with every ounce of desire in his body.

Daniel let James suck his cock but as he did, he looked back over his shoulder and saw the deflated erection had been raised from the dead. His own cock in James’ mouth had made it hard again. “Yes,” he thought sarcastically, “James is definitely heterosexual.” He smiled, turned back to watch his cock being devoured and then he held James’ head and pumped the warmth of his mouth until he came.

James swallowed and then Daniel was lying back on top of him, kissing, touching and holding the young man like he was his lover. Minutes later, after he had given James time to recover, Daniel was sliding down his body again.

The next thing James knew, the man was between his legs again. The tongue that licked his balls was amazing but when he felt his nuts being drawn into the man’s mouth and then being sucked, he thought he would go out of his mind. Every experience was brand new and he felt like a doorway had been opened to an extraordinary world.

James was disappointed when the man stopped stimulating his balls but then something different happened. The man grabbed his legs and dragged him farther down the bed until his legs were hanging over the end. There was no tension at all in the binds that held him and so even his arms were free to move with ease. He did nothing though, as he waited for whatever the man was about to do to him.

Suddenly James felt the man unhook the ties from the bedposts and then his legs were being lifted into the air. The man pushed them back toward his head and then a moment later, with his arse in the air; the man’s tongue was gliding between his butt cheeks.

“Jesus,” James gasped out and then the slippery, wet warmth of the tip of the man’s tongue penetrated him slightly.

“Oh shit,” he yelled.

The muscles in his arse were clenching and releasing fast and repetitively. The man’s tongue was a new, wild and delicious sensation and James screamed, “Oh yeah.”

Daniel grinned at the irony and licked and tickled the clenched surface of the pink pucker, causing James to gasp and then moan. Moving his mouth away, Daniel toyed with his finger until James was going out of his mind.

These reactions made Daniel want to fuck James and so he slid his finger inside of him. James jerked and gasped but he did not object and so after a few moments, Daniel began to slide his finger in and out. It also did not take long before James was getting into it.

Over the next ten minutes, Daniel stretched him and prepared him and soon he was certain James was ready. He stopped what he was doing, moved off the bed and walked away.

James was lying there with his arse still in the air and his toes touching the mattress above his head. He was quiet for a moment and then he said, “Are you still there?”

Daniel quietly slid the condom on and then lubricated his thick bone. He looked across at James and smiled at the sight. He had seen that sight so many times before but he had never seen it from someone who so vehemently pronounced his heterosexuality.

“I’m still here,” Daniel said.

“What are you doing?”

“What would you like me to do?”

“I… Um… Nothing,” James said, struggling with his truth and words.

“Oh. Now that’s a shame because I was about to slide my meat inside of you but if you don’t want me to…” Daniel trailed off purposely.

“Please, come back,” James said.

“Why, James?”

“Um… Because I want you to.”

“What for?”

“Please,” James whispered.

“Say it, James,” Daniel said.

“I can’t,” James replied.

“You can, James. Even better, there’s no one here to hear you say it.”

James sighed loudly and then a moment later he said, “Please, Sir, I want you to fuck me.”

Daniel’s smile was huge but it was not victorious or even smug. It represented simple relief for James, as he almost completely admitted the truth. Daniel was also smiling because the words were a confirmation to that part of him that had led him to make this choice.

“James, why would you, a handsome, hot and sexy, young man, want another man to fuck you? Give me the true answer and then I’ll give you what you want.”

James asked, “Why are you doing this?”

“I’m walking you to the starting gate, James, something most guys don’t ever receive. Most boys fumble and search and hope for the best. Now say the words and it will all be over,” Daniel replied.

There was an intense silence and the room was filled with palpable pressure, as James, despite his nakedness and his position, tensed from the final words that would put it all to rest.

“I’m gay and I want you to fuck me,” he finally said.

Daniel was on the bed with a glob of lubricant on his fingers and soon after, without another word, James was ready. Daniel entered him but there were no sounds of pain or of a young man being hurt. Years of want and need, followed by Daniel stretching and preparing him, combined to produce the perfect stimulation for a man that hungered for another man.

Daniel was measured in his initial penetration but not for long. Soon his cock had James yelling for more, with adjectives like deeper, harder and faster, all confirmations he wanted what was happening.

Daniel told James he would give him everything he wanted and that he would also untie him. However, he told him it was conditional upon the fact that he agreed to leave the blindfold on. James agreed unhappily and soon he was free and Daniel took James in every position. Missionary, doggy or even upside down, it mattered not to James. He was insatiable, he wanted more and he could not get enough.

Daniel fucked James for all he was worth. This time Daniel was standing up and James was back to the wall, his arms locked around Daniel’s neck and his legs wrapped around his hips. Daniel penetrated him like there was no tomorrow and when James blew a third time, Daniel came simultaneously for his second.

Daniel turned, still holding James and they dropped onto the bed, still holding each other tightly. They were both exhausted and sated but inevitably, James fell asleep within his reverie.

During the few minutes after sex but before James fell asleep, Daniel asked James how he felt. The first reply was not verbal, as James tightened his arms around Daniel’s body and caressed his back before holding him tightly.

“You’ve taken me to the place I’ve wanted to go for so long. Thank you, Sir,” he said.

“I’m glad I could help,” Daniel said, a sincere smile on his face.

“I can’t believe I finally have a man’s naked body against me. I want to do all of this again. I loved sucking your cock and I loved it when you fucked me and most of all, thank you for making me admit that I’m gay. I want to stay in your arms forever,” James said.

Daniel was surprised by the final remark but he said, “As long as you face yourself and be yourself with dignity, you’ll always be satisfied as a gay man and the life you want should follow.”

“I’m gay, I want to be gay and I want what you’ve just given me for the rest of my life,” James said and then he embraced Daniel with all his strength and kissed his naked chest.

“Good,” Daniel replied and embraced James in return.

Daniel waited patiently until James was sound asleep. He unwrapped the arms and legs from around his body softly and eased James onto his back so as not to wake him. He gently moved off the bed and as James continued to sleep, once again Daniel tied him to the bed. When he was satisfied, he turned away and quietly padded upstairs.

***

After taking a quick shower and getting dressed, Daniel once again returned to the basement. He prepared something on a nearby table and then walked back over and sat down.

“James,” he said to awaken him.

James stirred and the moment he felt the hand rubbing over his chest, he remembered everything that had happened and therefore, the look of satisfaction and the happiness of a man that finally knew his truth, stood out as blatantly obvious to Daniel.

“I want to kiss you, James. I want to show you how it feels when a man cares about you and how you can know that feeling in a kiss.”

“My lips and any part of me you want is yours, whenever you want them,” James replied.

Daniel leaned down and he began kissing James with the needfulness and heat of a man in love. The passion grew to boiling point in seconds and as Daniel’s fingers touched him with desire, James tried to lift his arms to touch him back.

James realised immediately that he was bound again but then he also realised that the man was dressed. He had questions in his mind but the kiss was driving him wild and he wondered if he had fallen in love for the first time. Finally the man softened and broke the kiss and the moment their lips parted, James asked, “What’s your name?”

“Sir,” the man said.

James was confused and then a familiar smell occurred as a rag was pressed over his face. He knew instantly what was happening and as he tried to scream his disapproval of what was being done, his newly awakened consciousness disappeared into darkness. When his eyes opened again, he was staring at a familiar, soft, blue, outdoors lamp and he was seated in a chair on the front veranda of his parent’s home. He was also dressed and his keys and wallet were in his pockets. Beside him was a piece of paper and he picked it up when he saw something was written on it.

“James,

Welcome to your new life, I’m sure it will be a good one. Don’t disappoint yourself. For that matter, don’t disappoint me either. Make sure you do what you need to do and also what is right. Remember to be who you are with dignity. The door is opened now, so all you have to do is walk through it. You’re not the man you were last week; you’re the man you are today. Be true.

Sir.”

James stared into the dark of night and whispered in disbelief, “No!”

At that moment, James’ body could have been viewed as a statue. He did not understand why the man had done this to him. He felt like he had been stabbed through the heart and he felt an ache like no ache he had ever felt before. He felt an urge to cry but he did not cry because he was not certain why he wanted to. None of this made any sense to him. He stared at the black tar of the road, a different hue to the dark of night. He felt like he was in a daze and he also felt like he did not know what to do next.

He dropped his gaze to the last word of the note he still held in his hand. Sir was all he knew. He did not know who Sir was, what he looked like or where he lived. All he knew was he wanted to be with Sir again. His next thought, though, told him he would never see Sir again. James thought he was about to break. Silent minutes of feelings of how impossible this all was, dragged out until finally resigned while knowing there was nothing he could do, he stood up and walked into his parent’s home.

On that same night, as Daniel sat alone in his home, he felt the absence of James intensely. Daniel may have been pleased with the way everything had worked out and he may have been certain James would change and become a good man from that night forward, however, Daniel also felt a strange emptiness and loneliness fill him. He felt like there was something he had forgotten to do.

***

The rest of the week passed by slowly for Daniel and he discovered he was once again consumed. For three days and nights he had tried to push the thoughts from his mind but no matter how he busied himself or what he did to extricate his repeating memories, one name and one thought gripped him tightly.

He awoke Saturday morning and knowing he had another weekend free, suddenly he was roiling at the thought of trying to keep his mind occupied. However, still that name and that face kept assaulting him. The thought was now an obsession to see the man again. He looked out his bedroom window from his bed and seeing a beautiful day, he whispered the name that filled him with need and desire – “Mick!”

Naked, he lifted his body from his bed but immediately he went to his computer. He turned it on, logged onto the Internet and while believing there was no chance in hell, he began searching for the boy who had hurt him and yet, also managed to trap him in time. The boy had beaten him but also, in a way that had never made any sense to Daniel, somehow the boy had stolen his heart as well. He wondered what the boy looked like now and he also wondered if the boy had changed and become a completely different man.

To Daniel’s sudden astonishment, his eyes froze on the name, Michael Adams.

Michael was an independent electrician. Not only that but to Daniel’s complete disbelief, he discovered Michael was a local. He lived and worked from a nearby suburb. The picture of the big, tough boy named Mick, filled Daniel’s mind. Again he saw those eyes looking into his. Nostalgically, he could smell the sweat of the powerful schoolboy’s body and he could feel that magnificent erection rubbing against him all those years ago. He wanted to see Mick again and he wanted to touch him again but now, he wanted to give himself to Mick completely. He wanted to give Mick what he was certain Mick had wanted so many years before.

From those thoughts that were running through his mind, Daniel was bone hard. His fingers slid down his naked chest and his fist grabbed his cock and he began softly massaging it with root to tip strokes. He moaned from the instant fantasy of Mick. His imagination ignited and no matter how many years had fallen into the past; he imagined Mick’s cock sliding deep into his body, as Mick kissed him hard.

Daniel knew he had always loved Mick. For years he had loved him and wanted him, even before the beatings had begun. When he had finished school, he had continued to remember him, love him and want him. Almost nine years had passed by but in all those years, he had never stopped dreaming of Mick at night.

He clearly remembered and admitted that during that final year, following the sexual embrace that transformed into an assault; later he had almost wanted the beatings to continue, just so he could be with Mick and feel his touch again. Mick was the first and only love of his life, in spite of the pain that surrounded everything. Now Daniel had to know and he had to be sure.

Just for a moment Daniel considered the connection. He knew he would never have reached this point or been about to do what he was planning to do, if not for the week gone by. Still, Daniel realised that what he had done to James, had been all about his need to set a boy named Mick, as well as himself, free. Daniel had never believed any possibility existed to change the past. For the last nine years he had thought that Mick was just a memory and gone from his life forever but somehow, his conscious mind or perhaps his subconscious mind, had created and played out a scenario that could at least reflect his deeply imprisoned desire, to discover the other side of Mick.

Daniel shook his head in disbelief and then he wondered how James was doing. As if the two thoughts were inexplicably chained together, he immediately wondered how Mick was doing. He picked up his phone and he made a call.

After showering and getting dressed, Daniel walked outside of his home and opened the electrics utility box. He flicked off the power, pulled out some main fuses and broke them. He put them back, closed the box, went back inside and waited for the arrival of the man he had called. He sat in the kitchen drinking a coffee and as time ticked by, he noticed an overwhelming nervousness filling his gut. Mick was unsettling him again. He recalled the phone call and the deep, manly voice that had spoken to him. It was a professional call but the man had sounded so nice and so decent.

The sound of a vehicle pulling up, of the engine going silent and then of the opening and closing of a car door, brought Daniel to his feet instantly. He moved swiftly to the front door and he arrived as the man outside arrived at the same time. They stared at each other through the screen door but the man simply smiled and said, “You called for an electrician?”

“Yeah, I did,” Daniel said and opened the door to allow the man to enter the house.

The electrician who walked through the doorway was the boy who had become a man. He was taller, he was bigger and he was undoubtedly stronger but he was also ten times more handsome than the boy had been. There was nothing about the man that suggested he was gay but that was of no concern to Daniel. He knew it was Mick in front of him and just like back in his school days, Mick was making his cock grow hard from the sight of him.

Suddenly, Daniel felt like he was going to pass out. He felt a sudden, growing fear and then he felt a need to protect himself. A confusing mixture of complete apprehension and anticipation were somehow intertwined and then incongruously, more than anything, he wanted to be in Mick’s arms and to feel him holding him again. Daniel felt like he was spinning and losing his balance.

Casually Mick said, “Okay, so what’s the problem?”

“Um, all my power is gone and I’ve got no lights,” Daniel replied.

Mick asked, “Where’s your power box?”

“Outside to the right at the front side of the house,” Daniel directed.

“Okay, give me a few minutes and we’ll see if we can get things working again,” Mick said and then turned and walked back outside.

Daniel watched the large man walk out the door and then he stood admonishing himself for not saying something. He felt guilty for not divulging the true reason for why he had called him.

As minutes passed by at a speed that seemed it would take a snail to traverse a kilometre, Daniel finally returned to his kitchen and sipped on his cold coffee. He stared out the kitchen window, not looking at anything in particular and he felt bad that he was deceiving the electrician he wanted to talk to. As he swallowed the last of the cold coffee, he heard a man’s cough and he moved swiftly back to the front door. Just as he was approaching, the man was walking back inside.

“No major problems, it was just a few oddly blown fuses,” he said and then flicked on the nearest light switch.

Both men turned and looked as the overhead light turned on. The man glanced over at the flashing lights on the entertainment system beside the television and said, “You might have to reset clocks and things but I’d say everything should be fine now.”

The electrician turned and looked back at Daniel but as he did, his eyes gave a questioning look in regard to the way the other man was looking at him. Daniel was not just looking at the electrician, he was staring at him with an intensity that caused the tradesman to stop and say, “Is everything all right? You look like you’ve just seen a ghost.”

“I’m fine,” Daniel said, in spite of what he really wanted to say.

“You sure?”

“I’m sorry but your website said your name was Michael Adams. Does everybody call you Mick and did you go to high school in Pagewood?”

The electrician looked at Daniel curiously before he said, “Yeah, I did. Do I know you?”

“Michael, it’s me, Daniel Mason. We went to school together.”

Michael stared in a downward direction and it was obvious to Daniel from Mick’s eyes that he was thinking and trying to recall the name; his mind sending him back through memories. Mick’s head began to shake back and forth from his lack of recollection but then suddenly, his head lifted with a jerk, his gaze left the carpet and his eyes locked on the face of the other man. Daniel saw horror fill Mick’s eyes. A moment later, Daniel saw the expression change to guilt and then he heard the soft, questioning voice, speak his name.

“Daniel?”

“It’s okay, Mick. We were boys, it was school and things happen,” Daniel said.

“I’m so sorry,” he said, his voice a croaky whisper.

Daniel looked at the tanned face that had unexpectedly turned pale, almost grey. Mick was shaking and slightly perspiring and his hand reached to steady himself against the lounge.

“Mick, don’t apologise for anything that happened between us,” Daniel said.

“What? But…”

Mick stared at the handsome man in front of him and all the memories returned to the front of his mind. He eyed Daniel up and down. He noticed Daniel was now a well-built, young man, completely different from the average boy he had once been. Mick also saw the hard bulge that was pressing blatantly against the man’s shorts. He hurriedly lifted his gaze back to Daniel’s eyes.

“But Daniel, I beat you up what must have been a dozen times throughout high school.”

“Yeah, you did but the reason you did it was real,” Daniel replied and held his breath.

Mick’s eyes widened and he sucked in a breath before he said, “Okay but that’s no excuse for what I did to you and it was only because…” he trailed off and turned away.

“I’ve never forgotten you, Mick.”

“What?”

“After that time, well you no the time I’m talking about but, well, I wanted you to get me. I wanted you to wait for me and even beat me up if you needed to, just so… well, because…”

“Daniel…”

Daniel took a step closer but stopped and watched as Mick stepped back. His first thought was that Mick knew exactly what he was trying to say but he was not interested and not gay. Daniel exhaled deeply, almost a sigh and then he turned and looked away with resignation, defeat and embarrassment.

Mick saw the reaction and he walked to him and placed his hand on his shoulder and squeezed gently. Without even thinking, Daniel stepped forward and wrapped his arms around the powerful body, embracing and pressing into him and allowing his head to turn and rest on a very broad shoulder.

The instant reaction on Mick’s part was a complete stiffening of his body. It was shock at first, as this strange man was holding him tightly. Almost instantly, the guilt of what he had done to this man as a boy, took centre stage and he felt like he owed him something. He wondered if his beatings had somehow damaged Daniel and if that was why this odd situation. He decided, whatever the case, he should be kind and treat this man with respect.

Emotion was racing through Daniel’s body. He could not believe he was holding the man who was somehow the boy from his past. Daniel’s dreams, his wishes and his desires merged and in some nostalgic moment, he could once again smell the boy behind the school and feel the large erection pressing against him.

There was silence, an awkward pause as well as uncertainty and then suddenly Mick’s arms embraced back. One hand pressed firmly and gripped Daniel’s hip while the other, a flat palm, slid up and down Daniel’s back. It was a comforting caress. Nothing was said but as Daniel held tight and wished he would never have to let go of Mick, which was something he was sure he was going to have to do very soon; he realised the press of the remembered erection was no longer a memory, as a much bigger and much thicker erection grew and pressed against him for real.

The sense of hope that had filled Daniel became something else, yet still it was wrapped in uncertainty. A thought went through his mind but while he feared the response to his next action, still he moved his hand, slid it between them and gripped the hardening erection. He listened to the sound as Mick released a soft, whispered moan and he felt as Mick’s body pushed the bulging cock against his hand.

Floating in time but more in the past than the present, Daniel decided to risk the consequences of being beaten up by Mick again. Instantly, Daniel edged back and was dragging the t-shirt out of the shorts and up and over Mick’s head.

Mick showed no resistance and he stepped back to give Daniel the room to remove the shirt. Once the shirt was gone and the huge, naked torso and arms were there before him, Daniel raised his hands and brought them into contact with Mick’s chest. He slid his fingers through the soft fur of a man’s chest hair, as he felt and gazed upon the musculature of the large pectorals.

Standing perfectly still and watching as the smaller man touched him with obvious sexual hunger, Mick had not felt so desired since he was a boy. The very same person, who had made him feel those very same feelings almost a decade ago, was suddenly bringing all of those feelings back to life. He continued to stare down and then he watched as Daniel’s head lifted and his eyes grazed upward until his blue eyes were looking back. Mick could see the need in those eyes and he knew that need was for him.

A moment later and Daniel’s fingers were unhitching Mick’s belt. Then he was unzipping and dropping the shorts before sliding down the briefs. Mick’s sigh broke the silence, as Daniel’s hand surrounded his cock and lightly squeezed. Mick watched as seconds later, Daniel was on his knees and sliding his huge cock into his mouth.

Daniel had momentarily admired the very large cock before he slid his warm, wet lips, down and up the shaft but only once. He then pulled away from the cock, looked up at the stunned eyes looking down at him and then he said, “I’ve wanted to do this for you since the day I first saw you.”

“Shit,” Mick said and then Daniel’s lips were sliding down his cock again.

Mick closed his eyes and his head dropped back as if he were staring up at the ceiling. He felt one of Daniel’s hands wrap around his huge sack and begin to massage while his other hand, a fist, wrapped from the base and half way up his erection. The feeling of Daniel’s mouth was exquisite and he knew the boy from his past was going to make him come once again.

For nearly ten minutes, Mick leaned on the lounge behind him, never opening his eyes. He was in heaven as he received the most exceptional blowjob. At times Daniel’s hands caressed his naked body, at times they squeezed his firm arse and at times they wrapped around his thighs and pulled his cock into his mouth even deeper. Mick could not believe he was standing naked in someone’s home with his cock in their mouth but more than anything, he could not believe it was Daniel, the boy he had wanted, needed, loved and hated for nearly four years of his life.

Driving Mick to open his eyes while he pinch his own very thick nipples, he started moaning as the spasms began and as he looked down at Daniel sucking his cock desperately, Mick came hard into Daniel’s mouth.

As the loud moans continued and the big chest heaved and fell as he sucked air into his lungs, Mick looked down at the stranger who was not a stranger and yet was someone he did not know at all. He watched Daniel lick his cock clean, which only made him remain hard and wish for even more. The moment Daniel looked up at him, Mick reached down, gripped Daniel’s arms and pulled him to his feet while staring disbelievingly into his eyes.

Mick did not know what to say and he still could not believe what had happened or that this man wanted him after what he had done. He continued to stare at Daniel but it was the emotion behind Daniel’s eyes, which Mick had never seen in anyone’s eyes before. Before he could even decipher what the look meant, something even more unbelievable happened.

“I want you and I want you inside of me,” Daniel said.

Reaching down, Daniel took Mick’s hand into his own and he walked him to his bedroom. As Mick stood silent and disbelieving, Daniel removed Mick’s work boots and socks so he was totally naked. Daniel then undressed and immediately walked toward him until the two naked men’s bodies touched. Daniel softly moved against Mick, their cocks grazing lightly and causing the erections to twitch. Mick wrapped his arms around Daniel and Daniel was silent as Mick held him in a firm embrace.

Mick’s mind was spinning. All those years ago, a boy had made him know. He had argued and refused to accept the truth and he had even hurt the boy, as if it would somehow make a difference. After he left school, even though he thought he was gay, he had denied it stubbornly. He still had sex but always with young, inexperienced girls, regardless of how often he looked at or fantasised about guys. He had never gotten married or even had a girlfriend. It had always been about being naked and fucking and nothing more.

Now, once again in a single act with the very same boy become man, he knew his truth once more. He lifted Daniel off his feet and as he crushed him against his chest, he walked forward and carried Daniel to his bed.

When Daniel’s lips suddenly touched his own; a kiss, which was in Mick’s mind even more intimate with a man than fucking, all of the fears and denials shattered like a mirror and broke. The walls and barriers simply fell away and Mick suddenly found himself kissing back. It was softly at first but as his cock grew harder and the heat and the passion between them increased, he kissed Daniel like he was his one and only true love.

When the very long and deep kiss was broken, Daniel said, “I never thought I’d ever see you again. I certainly never thought I would feel your body again. Mick, take me, fuck me and fill me with everything you have to give. I fell in love with you the day I first saw you and though you almost made me hate you, I still to this day live with you in my heart and mind. I love you, Mick. Give me whatever you’re capable of giving.”

Mick pulled his head back and stared down into Daniel’s eyes. He was shocked. Every time Daniel said something to him, it rocked him to his core. It was so damned obvious Daniel really loved him and wanted him. It made little sense to him, considering what a prick he had been to Daniel, as well as how much time had past. However, Mick knew right at that moment there was nothing he wanted more than to feel these feelings and to have this man in his life.

Mick felt like he was in the right place and like nothing and no one could get in his way. For the first time in twenty-six years, he felt like there was no obstruction too great and that no opinion mattered more than this emotional need that was devouring him. He leaned back down, kissed Daniel hard and without another thought, their time together began.

As a gay man, Daniel had the necessities sitting on the bedside table and so Mick reached for them and soon he was ready to bury himself in the long lost boy from his past. Mick put his mouth and tongue to work and he kissed and licked and caressed every millimetre of Daniel’s naked body. He sucked Daniel’s cock, his first cock, like it was a prized possession. He swallowed Daniel’s load like an alcoholic who had been denied his liquor. He mounted Daniel face-to-face, filled him with his cock and his come and then he made love to him, with what seemed to Daniel like an unending flow of sensitivity, emotion and passion.

Daniel may have been fundamentally a top but from the moment his back was on his bed and Mick was on top of him, he gave himself completely and freely to Mick. He found himself in heaven when Mick’s much larger body wrapped around his own. He wanted to be devoured by Mick, figuratively speaking. He wanted the huge cock inside of him and he wanted those massive arms around him. When Mick finally penetrated him after all those years and his wonderful cock drove and retreated with both tenderness or frenzied lust, Daniel felt like he was finally alive. When Mick kissed him and his tongue fluttered and danced inside his mouth, Daniel believed there was no one else for him in the world.

Later, after a full afternoon of serious fucking, interrupted only by making love, Daniel thought his heart would stop when Mick talked of his fear as a boy, of how his fists were an attempt to silence his fear and of how Daniel was the only boy he had ever truly desired or hurt. Mick explained that once Daniel was gone from his life, he simply turned to girls because it was easier than facing his truth.

Mick was an incredibly huge man. His hair was brown, a little shaggy but soft and flowing. His eyes were hazel, more on the golden side than brown. His face was weathered but so handsome and it featured a strong jaw, soft cheekbones and beautiful lips. Daniel stared at him lovingly and needfully and from that day forward, Daniel’s eyes never stopped looking at Mick in that way.

Over time, there was nothing about Mick that Daniel did not love. He hungered for his large, masculine body and he could not keep his mouth or his hands off his satisfying, heavy cock. Daniel discovered that Mick was a kind-hearted, loving and sweet man, who was nothing at all like the boy he had once known. Following meeting again, Mick and Daniel became lovers and soon they were spending all of their free time together and alternating between staying at each of their respective homes. Their relationship grew strong and solid and in just under a couple of weeks, they decided they should live together.

***

Though the days drifted by with a sense of normalcy and regularity, James was now a young man who was trapped but in a different way. He not only knew he was gay, he had now accepted it as well but he felt so alone as he returned to the routine of school, football and friends. In addition, Steve and Jake kept asking him what was wrong and all he could do was tell them he was fine.

Two weeks after his conscious mind was released from self-imprisonment, one day when James was back at school, at the end of the day he followed Kyle to the restroom, as all the other students were making their way toward the school gate to go home. In what seemed like a perfect moment in an empty restroom, he confronted Kyle and told him he needed to speak to him in private and promised he would not hurt him.

Curious yet certain he was taking a risk, still Kyle agreed, as he gazed at the young man he wanted to spend every waking moment alone with. Together they returned to the place behind the school where so many boys had been beaten up. This time, once they were out of sight and hidden from any possible prying eyes, James looked Kyle in the eyes and with a hesitant heart and stilted voice, he told Kyle he was gay.

Kyle was stunned, even though deep down he had suspected the face of James was untrue. They sat down and talked for some time and when they were certain everyone would have gone, they left the school grounds and talked as they walked for a long time.

James admitted his fears and his feelings of being different and finally he admitted he was attracted to Kyle. Following almost immediately, Kyle told James he was very attracted to him as well. They both agreed they wanted to spend more time together and to get to know each other but though he knew Kyle had already come out, James told him that he was not ready to be open to the world. He said that until he felt more comfortable, if Kyle wanted to be with him, he had to remain quiet about the truth until they finished school. Without hesitation, again Kyle agreed.

Two days later, the two young men met up at an agreed upon location. It was a secret place where they could remain alone and undisturbed. They talked and laughed and steadily moved closer until finally, amidst kissing and touching they stripped each other and crossed the line from boys to men. Their sex was warm and loving while apprehensive and uncertain, however, before they left the scrub-filled sand dunes behind the beach, the young men thought of each other as boyfriends. At school they continued in their separate groups of friends but away from school, whenever possible, they were together and happy and slowly but surely falling in love.

Eventually because Mark was gay, James agreed to let Kyle tell him their secret. Though it worried James at first, soon the knowledge that someone else knew about him and accepted him brought a greater ease and acceptance of self. After three weeks had gone by since James had been kidnapped, he finally reached a point when he had no doubt in his mind at all. Regardless, he decided that when his world of school and football were over, he was going to reveal all to everyone and then begin a new life with Kyle.

***

Following some discussions of where they should live, it was decided that because Mick’s home was also his business, it was where they should reside. Daniel also decided that he would not sell his house and instead, he would rent it out for additional income to pay his mortgage.

It was on the day that Daniel was moving the last of his things to Mick’s home; Mick suggested they take a walk before they left. They walked for a while and soon they found themselves seated on an old park bench in one of the nearby parks. They chattered and kissed and admired their surroundings, as they enjoyed the peacefulness of nature within what could only be described as a traditional, old-style park. After a while with shoulders pressed toward each other, they were silent as leaves fell, birds tweeted and a warm sun broke the canopy and shone down on them.

Though for such a long time Daniel had never even realised his life had been problematic, suddenly in that moment he found himself feeling like his whole world had finally come together. The missing piece he had not even realised was missing, had finally been found. Gently, he gave Mick’s thigh a squeeze and he felt Mick push his shoulder closer. Nothing needed to be said, both men simply knew.

Gazing about, Daniel smiled and as he glanced to his side, he saw two, young, teenage men, walking down the path that would lead passed them. The younger men’s arms were around each other’s waist and both donned contented smiles. Unexpectedly, though, Daniel’s eyes moved to the larger of the young men and he knew instantly it was James. He also recognised the shorter one, as Kyle, one of the two boys who had brought his attention to James in the first place. Daniel smiled again and as the two teenagers came closer, Daniel looked directly into the eyes of James and said, “With dignity.”

Mick’s attention was caught by Daniel’s words but as he turned, he saw the two, young, gay men and he was distracted. He smiled at them as they came closer. Kyle looked at both men and then he nodded as Mick’s handsome smile came his way. James, though, looked back at the man who had spoken, as the distinct voice resonated throughout his body. So often he thought of that voice. It was the only thing he had to remember, apart from the blind experience and the final note he still possessed fondly. He was certain he had just heard the voice of Sir, as well as the words left to guide him.

Momentarily, with his mouth agape, James stared at the man he had never seen before. He then looked at the two strangers seated on the park bench and he knew they were gay, together and partners. He noted they were both very handsome men and then his gaze returned to the man he was sure was Sir.

Daniel stared back at James. He saw the expression on his face, which looked both urgent and hurt. Daniel smiled warmly, pressed the side of his index finger to his lips, suggesting to James he should be quiet and say nothing. He then winked at James.

In a split second James put everything together and he understood. James knew how much he loved Kyle and how much he wanted to be with him. He realised he was only with Kyle now because of Sir. He understood that Sir had helped him, changed him and perhaps even saved him. James suddenly understood the feelings on that night on the veranda. They had not been about love and loss; they had been about respect and appreciation. He smiled, nodded at the man and replied, “Indeed. With dignity, Sir” and then he lifted his head high, gripped Kyle’s waist tight and he and his first boyfriend walked on.

Mick asked, “What was all that about?”

“Nothing. I was just suggesting to them that as gay men, regardless of our circumstances, we should all live our lives with dignity,” Daniel replied and then following a kiss to Mick’s cheek, he added, “Okay, so are you ready to begin our new life, Mikey?”

“I love it when you call me Mikey and you bet your sweet arse I’m ready,” Mick replied.

Daniel and Michael stood up and turned in the direction of Daniel’s house. Daniel glanced over his shoulder and he saw James glancing back as well. They smiled at each other and then both turned back toward their respective paths ahead. As Daniel and Michael began to walk to retrieve Daniel’s car, both men knew they were going home to begin a whole new life together, however, Daniel also knew that during those last few moments in the park, life had seen fit to point out that though gay men’s fears and obstructions could come in many different guises, for those who eventually faced their truth, eventually they would find freedom from their chains.

Posted: 08/19/16