THIS STORY IS A TRADE BETWEEN SCHRAMMECK(writer) AND ROYNELL(recipient). THIS STORY IS FOR ALL THE ART ROYNELL HAS DRAWN FOR ME.
HOPE YOU ALL ENJOY IT.
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I’m addicted. Not to drugs or alcohol, I’m addicted to something different. All around me the music blasts so loud that my ears feel like their gunna burst. All around me people are dancing and having a great time. But I’m just waiting, until……I smile as I feel someone grip my arm, and pull me out of the crowd. I move to turn so I can see who is leading me. But I feel another grip on my other arm preventing me from turning. Oh…..we he wants to be anonymous huh? That makes it even better. 

I allow myself to be led out of the crowd and into a side room where there is a couch, and a small bar. Moments later I’m pulled down onto the couch and into my ‘kidnappers’ lap. My spine shivers in anticipation as he slips a blindfold over my eyes, while at the same time ties my wrists together with his belt. Only when he is done with that does he speak. “there…..cant have you trying to run away now can I?” I know what he wants and I more than happy to whimper and playfully struggle against the belt. I hear him chuckle slightly and begin to tug at the hem of my shirt. “shhhhhh. Don’t be scared. So long as your good and behave yourself.” I shiver again and nod. I gasp as his hands run under my shirt and along my chest. 

“hmmmmmm. Not a bad chest.” I begin to squirm again as I feel him near my nipples. “oh…..sensitive here are we?” I only whimper in response as he twists my nipples sending lances of pleasure through my body. god my cock is soooo hard right now. “ahhhhhhh.” A moment later though I feel the man push a kind of gag into my mouth. “now, now. No talking. Just relax, and E.N.J.O.Y, this.” He says ‘enjoy’ slowly while twistsing my nipples making my whimper and squirm again. “oh look. Someone’s enjoying this.” I feel my face flush red, as one of his hands leaves my nipples and goes to the crotch of my jeans. I groan and squirm again. The man chuckles and tweaks my nipples on last time before, letting go and moveing both hands to the waistline of my pants. 

I whimper again, this time a bit more insistently. I know if I just let him do all the work, he’ll soon get board. Even though I’m whimpering I grinn as I feel his grab my hips and pull me closer against his chest, his own rock hard cock is pushing rather insistently against my back. “didn’t I say you had to be a good boy? Do you want to be punished?” I whimper again but stop struggling. My spine tingles in anticipation as I feel him begin to fiddle with the belt I’m wearing. Moments later it’s off, making a loud ‘thunk’ as it hit’s the floor. But I begin to whimper again as I feel him begin on the button and zipper of my pants. “shhhhhhh. It’s ok. I’ll be gentle. Maybe you’re just nervous.” My back arches automatically as the man slips one of his hands under my pants and begins to rub my now throbbing cock through my underwear. 

“hmmmm. You seem ready enough.” I shiver as I feel him undo my pants button and zipper, and peel the top bit of my pants back. revealing the top section of my boxers. The man chuckles as he runs his fingers over the fabric of my boxers. “silk…..someone likes to be a little…….slutty. it’s almost like you want someone to see them.” I whimper as the man moves lower and cups my balls in his hand giving them a small squeeze. “hmpf!” the man laughs slightly and squeezes them again. My cock is so hard that it aches right now. But I groan in need as the mean leans forward and forces my butt to leave the cushion of the couch. 

A moment later he’s tugging my pants off, and they soon join my belt on the ground. But my playful whimper becomes a real one as I feel him pull off his own pants, and toss them on top of mine. “might as well be fair.” My back arches again this time more out of need than anything else. My cock is aching so badly for attention. The man laughs again. “oh…..someone is really. Enjoying themselves.” I whimper again as he cups my balls again, but at the same time runs his fingers over the outline of my cock. “hmmmm what could you possibly want me to do?” he squeezes my balls again. “what could it be?” the front of my underwear is soaked, I have no doubt that my precum is darkening the fabric of my underwear. 

A heartbeat later though I gasp as he lets go of my balls, and begins to peel back my underwear; allowing my full 7 inches to spring forward in release. “oh. Someone is gifted. I wonder……let’s compare.” I whimper again as I feel him pull his own underwear down. He then pulls he back and up so I’m sitting on his hips and his cock is pressing against my own. It certainly feels bigger than mine. “hmmmm……. I’m bigger. But don’t worry. I’ll be gentle with you.” I shudder and whimper for real as I feel him slowly pull back the skin of my cock’s head. “never had an uncut cock before. but I like trying new things.” My back arches again I feel a cold breeze waft over my cock head as the man begins to squeeze and prod the head. 

“shhhhhhh. We’ll get to that in a moment. After all what kind of host would I be if I didn't let me guest cum?” I don’t respond. I only moan as the man allows the skin to spring back and cover the head before pulling it back again. I squirm a little, trying to get him to go faster. Luckily for me he seems to know what I want. My back arches even further as I feel his fingers wrap around my cock and begin to stroke it. As his hand glides up and down my cock I can hear him speaking in my ear. “hmmmmm. Do you like this? Do you like being jerked off by a stranger? I think you do. I think you LOVE it.” I can only bite down on the gag I have on. As he says the word love, he gives my cock a very tight squeeze, making small stars of pleasure burst in front of my eyes.

My neck rolls back and I rest the back of my head against my molester’s shoulder. My breaths are coming in gasps as I feel him grip my cock and pump it even faster. My hips are starting to buck now, and feel the knot in my chest beginning to tighten. But all at once the pressure on my cock vanishes as my molester releases my cock. I let out the loudest whimper yet and buck my hip frantically trying to get him to keep going. He only chuckles. “you like it?” I nod my head frantically. He chuckles again. I feel him push our 2 cocks together. “i want to hear you say it. I want you to say that you love being molested.” A moment later I feel him pull the gag out of my mouth. It’s barely out before I’m begging. “please……..more.” he gives our cocks a small squeeze. “say it. Say you love being molested.”

“I love being molest-aahhhhhhh!” my back arches as he slowly begins to pump our 2 cocks together. “you love it. You love being at my mercy.” “yes, dear god y-hmpf!” but I’m cut off as he pushes the gag back in. “I said to say you love being molested. I didn't say you could keep speaking.” I whimper as he grips our cocks harder and begins to pump them roughly. “you need to be taught a lesson. Don’t you?” I only nod, my back arches again as he pumps our cocks even faster. “I could stop. Leave you wanting. Maybe I’ll keep jerking off, and cover your chest in cum. Hmmmmmm…….” I whimper as he slowly down but doesn’t stop. 

“but that wouldn’t be fair. Not when you’re T.H.I.S close.” As he says ‘this’ he pumps our cocks even harder. God the knot in my stomach is going to explode. “hmmmm……. Maybe I’ll wait until after you’ve cummed; to  punish you. Would you like that? Would you like to cum?” I nod again, my hips humping against his hand. I’m unbearably close to cumming. “I asked you a question. Do you want to cum?” again I feel him slowly down but pull the gag out of my mouth. “yes….yes…please. I Need to cum! I need it…please, I ne-HMPF!” our lips crush together, as he speeds back up. I feel his tongue invade my mouth and I eagerly allow him to control the kiss, as my hips buck back and forth against his grip. 

All at once the every muscle in my body contracts at once. I break the kiss from a moment before I feel him grab the hair on the back of my head and push my head forward and back into the kiss. I trying to gasp for breath while at the same time his tongue is claiming my mouth. His other hand is tightening around my cock while continuing to jerk me off, as I climax. Hot, white thick cum erupts from my cock, coating both our legs in cum. Seconds later I feel him push forward and even deeper into my mouth as his own orgasm hits him. this time it’s him who breaks the kiss, but a second later I feel him bite down on my shoulder. I cry out in pain, and pleasure as I feel this only add the strength of my own orgasm. We last this way for a moment longer before we both collapse; gasping for breath. 

My heat is beating in my ears, and I can feel the hot cum on my suddenly cold legs. I hear my molester groan as he leans back against the couch. “that was…….” But he breaks off, as I lean my head against his shoulder. “did you enjoy that?” I nod. “I feel him shift; pushing me off his lap, and onto my knees on the floor. “you made a big mess. Clean it up.” I don’t need to be told how to clean up my mess. my tongue laps out and begins running along his legs searching for the small globs of cum that cling to his skin. I find them and readily lick them up off his skin. After several minutes I straighten up; done with my cleaning. After a moment my molester speaks. “You missed a few spots. That’ll just make your punishment worse. now then…….” I gasp slightly as I feel him put something around my neck. A small click tells me it’s a dog collar. My shirt soon joins my boxers and pants on the floor, and my socks follow soon after.

The gag is pushed back into my mouth as I feel my molester push my face down against the floor while at the same time, raising my ass into the air. I can here something that sounds like- “ahhhhhh.” I can't help but shudder as I feel him put something warm against my anus. Seconds later feel him begin to push the object inside me. I shudder as I feel the silicon object slowly begin to slide inside me. I can tell that it’s a butt plug. I whimper more and more as it slips deeper and deeper inside me, until I reach the base of the plug. I shudder as I slowly draw breath, every time my heartbeats I feel my muscles contract around the plug, making my cock throb again in want. “follow me, boy. I wont punish you here.” 

I whimper as I feel my molester attach a leash to my collar, and tug me along. But I have no choice but to follow him, walking on my hands and knees like a dog. I hear a door open and the low beat of the music off in the distance. As we walk, I can hear a few people laughing; I can only imagine how I look right now. One person even smacks my ass as I pass by.  Luckily were not going far, and I soon find myself pulled into another room. I hear my molester close the door behind me. We move a little further, before he tugs at my leash and tells me to stand up. I do as I’m told, and find myself bent over something. Before I can respond, I feel something lain over my wrists, and neck preventing me from moving. “you’re porbably wondering how I’m gunna punish you?” if I could nod my head I would. But I’m to distracted when I feel him grab one of my ankles, lift it off the ground and tie a restraint around it. 

I’m gunna leave you here in the milking stockade for a while. See if that will teach you to behave when I want to molest you.” I whimper again as my other ankle is restrained. “oh hush.” I squeal as he gives my ass a small spank. “you brought this on yourself.” I gasp and whimper as I feel him begin to spread some kind of lube on my cock. “it sure would be a waist to let all this cum go to waist. What could we do with it…….” I already know he has something in mind. I feel him pull the gag out of my mouth, only to push another gag into it a moment later. Only unlike the first gag this one has a small tube running into my mouth. I shudder as I realize what that means. But I moan into my  new gag as I feel something warm, and tight being slide up the length of my cock. “try not to enjoy this too much. it is a punishment after all.”

A moment later my back strains to arch as I feel the warm, tight something begin to tighten and vibrate against my cock. i can't stop moaning, and whimpering. Sadly the stockades I’m in are preventing me from humping the machine. And every time I try to move the plug in my ass moves just a bit deeper and rubs against my prostrate making me shudder even more. I hear my molester walk away and pull open the door; we had come through a few minutes ago. “you’ll be in there for…. 2 hours. then we have to get you back home. Your mom said she’d be back from her party at 9, and she thinks we’re at the theater watching a movie. Oh, and you made me buy the tickets, so I’ll be taking what you owe me.” And with that he leaves me alone in this room; with my already building orgasm. 

I’m addicted. Not to drugs or alcohol, I’m addicted to something different. I’m addicted to be molested by my babysitters.