The Wrong House by. J Battier - Gay Fiction Stories - UtopiaStories
… "hmmm, not too bad." With one hand he began massaging a nipple. He tugged it aggressively.
"MMPP!" from the pain. His hands stopped at the top of me jeans and he unbuttoned the top.
"Lets have a look at the full monty." Was this really happening?
"Mmmmmphh" I was shaking my head but he casually disregarded the muffled protests and proceeded to unzip my fly.
The black cotton of my boxer briefs was exposed and he ran his hands over the outline of my cock and balls, cupping them gently.
My legs bucked against the ropes to no avail. The knife was in his hands once more and he cut at the waist band and down the front.
My member fell loosely and the cool air tickled me slightly.
"Not bad, but ...
"MMPP!" from the pain. His hands stopped at the top of me jeans and he unbuttoned the top.
"Lets have a look at the full monty." Was this really happening?
"Mmmmmphh" I was shaking my head but he casually disregarded the muffled protests and proceeded to unzip my fly.
The black cotton of my boxer briefs was exposed and he ran his hands over the outline of my cock and balls, cupping them gently.
My legs bucked against the ropes to no avail. The knife was in his hands once more and he cut at the waist band and down the front.
My member fell loosely and the cool air tickled me slightly.
"Not bad, but ...
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