0 comments/ 15922 views/ 0 favorites Midnight Rendezvous By: ShySky I woke disoriented, my eyes opening slowly trying to remember who and where I was. I looked around and remembered finally. I was with my friends safe and sound in their house. My eyes adjusted to the darkness and I slowly crept from my bed to go to the bathroom and go into the kitchen to get a drink of orange juice. He was sitting on the couch, watching a movie of some sort. I smiled at him and walked in unsteadily as I was still half asleep. I grabbed a blanket out from under the coffee table in the corner and came to sit down on the floor next to the couch. I leaned my head back against the cushion and reached my hand up for one of his, my security in a way. I found myself starting to slip back towards sleep as I felt his hands start to massage my shoulders, I focused on this because this was one of my most favorite things to have done to me. I reached for his other hand and brought it gently across my face. I moistened my lips and felt his fingertips with my tongue. Again he brushed his fingers across my lips and this time I took one of his fingers into my mouth and began to lap at it gently. As I rolled it around in my mouth I began to create suction with it and was finally trying to suck his whole finger into my mouth as I felt his other hand beginning to slide down my left breast. His hand reached my nipple and I began to suck more vigorously on his finger. I could hear him draw in his breath deep when I sucked really hard, and I knew he was going to have a massive hard on shortly. So I switched hands and this time took his whole thumb and part of his palm into my mouth and forced my throat to relax and began sucking on it as he began to push it in and out of my mouth. I moaned into his fingers this making me incredibly wet and wanting him so bad my legs were trembling. I tugged on his hand a final time and invited him down to the floor with me. I looked down the hall towards his bedroom to make sure that his wife was sleeping soundly. I could hear her snoring softly. I felt safe again and my hands wrapped around his upper body and I held him tenderly to me, My hands began roaming and I reached down towards his hard cock and felt the massive hard-on I had created in him and grinned to myself. I knew I had to do something about it, so I began massaging his stiff cock through his shorts and when I thought he couldn't take it anymore I unzipped them and reached my hands through his underwear and began toying with him. I watched his eyes roll to the back of his head with pleasure and again was pleased with myself. I felt his hands began to go across my stomach and down to my soaking wet panties. He slipped a finger inside and I could almost hear him thinking, "damn she's wet." I knew I was, my panties were dripping. I moaned softly when he began to stroke my engorged mound and began stroking him more in earnest. I wanted to make him cum first. I held my breath and began vigorously working him, he and I heard a noise and we both jumped, He zipped his pants up quickly and I continued to massage him through his shorts because I wanted to feel him cum in my hand. I jumped slightly when he inserted two of his fingers into my tight wet hole and almost came right then as I was so hot and aroused for him. I felt myself on the edge and I gripped his stiff prick tightly in my hand as I came intensely and felt the waves of pleasure wash over me for almost a full minute. He continued to work my wet hole until I couldn't take it anymore and squeezed my legs tightly trying to stop him from stroking me. I continued to stroke his stiff prick as it hadn't lessened any and was still as hard as a rock. I held him in my hand and worked him back and forth trying to keep him going... Finally he pulled my hand away and said, " You better get back to bed before she wakes up." I thought about this for a moment and leaned over, and whispered, "I love you." And left the room and went back to bed unable to sleep. I came back out about 40 minutes later and come online to chat... More to follow... Midnight Rendezvous Opens to two fairy like figures standing beside a bed that separates them. Both are looking down at the third who is asleep. LUCIF is dressed in red and BEALE is dressed in black. they begin to speak in whispers. LUCIF To tame this plot which we make due change. We bring this man our most merry arrange. Our potion of change which shall tempt his mind to grow uneasy with our ways so unkind. BEALA And with this potion we spread upon his brow such sadness to which we take so much of now. And in this moment we seize the time due to make us partners in crime. LUCIF Alas we stand side to side this poor sleeping mans bed chambers reside. To this potion my younger I did recall, this potion is such a lovely lotion that it doth stick. And stick and stick and stick. BEALE And stick it shall, for upon his brow we lay out potion this lovely lotion of which we have made tonight for this evil plight. And in merry shapes and in merry ways we shall enjoy his horror. When he shall wake... LUCIF Speak less and speak more with actions that with words. For the time runs faster than our night conquers. We shall be made stone when the sun hits the sky and with that we should die. Cast the lotion upon his skin!... I have the ash we shall replace onto him. BEALE Relax dear brother, for time runs fast, yet with slow movements it shall lengthy last. And to this body I dedicate this trick, to my dear old father... LUCIF Satan's prick! Feast now on your actions and less upon your words this night is a dreary night and which casts no light. But with this step we must wave in speed, for when the dawn comes we should not have finished the deed! BEALE Shhh it stirs.. this man on men who stands to be no omen. A portent, a fake, a fraud, a truth sayer is he. And we shall be the soothe sayer for thee. Rest a little dear weary dreamer, your hosts for this nights party are not but simple things which some say naughty. We shall trick and you shall treat, to us we meet your defeat. Rest dear weary man, your eyes deceive your mind. we are but figments of that which call you human kind. LUCIF The man falls back unto his bed, our mission was almost made dead. 'Tis time finish the deed younger. And then beale you shall be truly my brother. BEALE Lucif ... Lucif... take not speedy haste, but relax and create no waste. The deed we have been given is to make this man forbidden. And forbidden we mean to break his soul and shred his dignity. For each in his own is man an animal and as an animal he shall fall. LUCIF As an animal to be made no more this man is the one I adore. Eyes set back and relaxed in calm. Inside he is a tempest and outside he is a storm. When awake during the baking time, such a cruel animal this love of mine. Our trick is your treat my dear sweet man, for when you awake you will...try...all..you...can... BEALE To break which we have put onto thee, a curse so foul it should not ever be. And we the judges of your crimes, see you guilty three nine times. So awake in morns embrace and be hated with your new disgrace. You the man, who cant see what others can. LUCIF So ugly is his sin, but it is pride within. A first of the seven which man has called sin. We simply adore what he shall do when he wakes. BEALE We shall not see, for we shall be in slumber, a torpor of rest we shall undertake. How should we see what we could make? LUCIF A fly in the wall an eye in the corner, a blinking power which hides like no other. Its there yet is not. Unseen yet is seen, we shall have a mirror that shows to us what he cannot see. BEALE Oh dear brother your act is true, such evil do I smell and taste on you. A love so filled with fire we make, this humans destruction we shall undertake. And when the man has seen self true. Then what could we do? LUCIF Let him free and see what shall be. In the mirror on the wall where he shall see nothing at all. BEALE He stirs once more, our time is no more! LUCIF Hush dear blood our mood is not good. Stay at speed which I stay flighted. And when you end the lotions spited. I shall take the ash and dab, cover this ones soul in drab. Upon our leave we shall sing a song to wake him from his sleeping throng... BEALE The act is done I see true, now upon his face the ashes spew. LUCIF Rain upon his lid and rain upon his face a black ash falls to make his disgrace. A burn in all and a burn he shall make. Through trickery and corruption he shall undertake. Such this lovely night we turn red. When he wakes he shall be dead. To send the world into a scare and burn the people which did care. Ash shall drop into his eyes and when he cleans it he shall die. BEALE Time runs fast now dear blood of mine. LUCIF Time is correct and we are minstrels of a cacophony of sounds that scare. We are the ones who shall rip you bare. We the brothers of a father who is bastard, shall be known as the ones who were the best casted. As the violin strings the beat and tortures the thread. We shall break this mans heart in his bed. In his slumber he shall find, when he wakes the world is unkind. Our curse begins and shall never end. BEALE This fact true you can depend. We the brothers are tricksters to no end. LUCIF And when we curse you make it known, you shall forever be left alone. For no one will like you. For you shall be true.... FADE TO BLACK Midnight Rendezvous Mike was having quite an interesting dream. To begin with, he found himself lying under a tree, his arms behind his head, while someone gently slid their mouth over his erect shaft. It had that surreal quality that all dreams had, where the sensations were muted, but unmistakable nonetheless. Either way, he didn’t often have erotic dreams, so he decided to enjoy this one while he could. He attempted to sit up, but he seemed to be tangled up in the weeds that were growing under the tree. As Mike returned to consciousness, he became aware of two things. One, that he really couldn’t move his arms, and two, there did indeed seem to be someone’s mouth on his cock. He jerked down, and was rewarded with a sharp pain, as the metal of the handcuffs bit into his wrists. The figure at the foot of the bed raised his head. “You awake, Mike?” “I am now.” He shifted his position slightly, to ease the pressure in his shoulders. “Paul, what the fuck are you doing? It’s the middle of the night. Even though he could only see his friend dimly, he knew he was grinning. “Your online friend. It was her idea.” “Are you drunk?” Mike twisted his hand around, trying to slide it out of the handcuff. He’d discovered a long time ago that if they weren’t clamped too tight, he could usually slide out of most sets of cuffs. Unfortunately, Paul knew that, and he’d fastened them rather tight; just shy of being uncomfortable, in fact. “Nah, just fucking horny.” Paul lowered his mouth onto Mike’s shaft again. Mike moaned, closing his eyes momentarily. It was difficult to focus his thoughts with the sensations flowing through him. His hips pushed up towards Paul. “Mmm. A little harder, please. That feels good.” Paul chuckled, but didn’t change anything. In fact, Mike could have sworn Paul slowed down even more. He huffed in frustration. “C’mon, Paul, quit fooling around.” He decided to change tactics. “I thought you said you were horny. Let me up and I’ll help you out with that.” Paul stopped what he was doing, and moved on the bed to lie next to his friend. His fingertips scraped lightly over Mike’s chest, making him shiver and twist in the bed. He smiled in the darkness. “Well, I can’t. I promised someone I’d Top you tonight.” “What?” Mike groaned. “I knew I should have never let you talk to her. You’re telling me this is all Kaleena’s idea?” Paul laughed. “Yeah. She’s fucking cool, Mike. Too bad she’s a chick. Anyway, I told her I was gonna handcuff you to the bed, and she said to Dom you, and I think that’s a good idea. You don’t sub nearly enough.” Mike’s breathing was harder, and his deep voice had an edge to it. “I’m not a bottom, Paul. You know that.” He could feel the familiar tingle of uncertainty in his stomach at Paul’s suggestion. “C’mon, Mike. You just need to relax a little.” He leaned down to kiss the older man gently on the jaw. “Besides, you could write it up like a cool story. That girl on the computer would like it. What’s her name again?” “Kaleena.” Mike took a deep breath, trying to calm himself. “Paul, please. I haven’t gotten enough sleep as it is this weekend. It’s just not a good time. How about you let me up, and I promise we’ll do a scene later this week, and you can top. Okay Paul?” Paul continued to kiss along the edge of Mike’s chin, up towards his ear. He bit lightly on his earlobe. His fingers found one of Mike’s nipples in the dark, and twisted it between his thumb and first finger, hard. “Aaaaarrgh! Paul, you son of a bitch! That hurt!” Mike’s back arched and he bucked away from his friend, trying to throw him off. Paul held on, throwing his leg over one of Mike’s own. He continued to twist his nipple. Despite his irritation at Paul, the pain aroused him, and Mike knew that his friend was aware of this as well. He licked his dry lips; his breathing was rapid and shallow now. He could feel himself breaking out in a light sweat, though the night was cool. “Fine. What the fuck do you want me to do?” he said in a clipped voice. He trusted Paul; he just hadn’t been a bottom for a while, and didn’t know if he could be. Paul knew his friend was pissed, and that he probably would pay for it later. He grinned, though; paybacks were always fun when Mike was involved. He leaned over to whisper into the older man’s ear, making sure his voice was as commanding as he could manage. “You want out of those cuffs, you’d better fucking do exactly what I tell you, bitch. You got that?” Mike winced at Paul’s word choice, but figured it wouldn’t do any good to argue with him at this point. “Fine, I got that.” Paul twisted Mike’s sore nipple hard again, causing another jump, and another sputtered curse. “You got that what, bitch?” Mike glared at his friend in the darkness, his lips pressed tightly together. He swallowed hard before he spoke. “I got that, Sir.” Paul smiled, and released Mike’s nipple from his fingers. Mike drew in a sharp breath and groaned; Paul could feel Mike’s cock twitch and throb next to his leg. “That’s better. Now, why don’t you tell me who you belong to?” Mike didn’t speak for a moment; he knew what Paul was trying to do, but he wasn’t ready to give up control just yet. When Mike didn’t speak, Paul brushed the tip of his fingers over Mike’s already sore nipple. “Hey, you’re the one who wants to sleep. I can get out the flogger and the clamps, and we can do this all night. Answer the question, bitch.” Mike shivered and twisted slightly. He sighed, and tried to give himself over to the role. “I am yours, Sir.” Paul grinned, feeling himself getting horny again. “Say it again.” “I am yours, Sir.” Paul gave Mike’s sore nipple one last brief pinch, before lowering his head to the other one. He licked it lightly, his tongue tip drawing circles around the outside, spiraling in slowly towards the center. Beneath him, he could feel the older man stirring, moaning softly, his hips bucking slightly off the bed into the air. He lowered his mouth onto the now hard nipple and sucked, his lips forming a seal. Mike moaned louder, his large hands instinctively wrapping around the rail to relieve the pain from the handcuffs. When he had suctioned up enough of Mike’s nipple inside him, he bit down again. The effect was electric. Mike yelled, and his entire body arched upwards, lifting Paul off the bed a few inches. Paul grinned, and slid his hand down Mike’s torso, wrapping his fingers around Mike’s hard shaft, but not sliding it yet, just giving it little squeezes. Mike whimpered and tried to buck his hips, but Paul wasn’t having any of that. “Did you want something, bitch?” “Ah, god. Paul, Please….” Mike panted, quite out of breath. “Please what, bitch?” Paul squeezed Mike’s shaft a bit harder. “Aaaah! Please, Sir. Please, I need to cum.” Paul chuckled. He endeavored to make his voice as low and dark as possible. “Beg me for it, slut.” Mike whimpered and sighed. “Please, Sir, I’m begging you. Please let me cum, Sir.” “Tell me what a slut you are, then.” Mike shook his head. “No, Paul, that’s too far. Don’t.” His voice had returned to its normal deep timbre. Paul opened his mouth automatically to apologize to his friend, and then realized what he was doing. He took his hand off Mike’s shaft, and moved it up to twist his sore nipple again. “Bitch, you’re gonna fucking tell me what a slut you are!” he growled. Bright spots flashed in front of Mike’s eyes, as the pain exploded in his brain. He yelled loudly. “Fine! I’m a slut! I’m a slut!” Paul released his nipple, and he panted a moment, trying desperately to catch his breath. His balls tightened up, and his cock throbbed painfully now. “Say it again,” urged Paul. Mike looked over towards his friend’s darkened face. “I’m a slut, Sir. Please, I’m begging you to let me cum.” He felt helpless and humiliated, but at that moment, it was exactly what he wanted. He lost himself in the delicious feelings of uncertainty that accompanied this moment. Would Paul give him what he wanted, or would he make him wait further? He felt that he might explode if he didn’t gain his release soon. But for the moment, there was nothing to do now but wait. Normally he hated waiting, and endured it with his usual stoic nature. But waiting here felt like standing on the edge of a vast chasm, dizzy, with no way of knowing when he would fall into it. Paul smiled, hearing the change in his friend’s voice. “That’s my little bitch.” He leaned down to kiss the older man on the lips, sliding his tongue between them. Mike opened his mouth eagerly, sucking Paul’s tongue into him, his own tongue wrapping around it, sliding back and forth along the length of the muscle. They kissed in this manner for what seemed like an eternity, Paul simply holding the other man’s shaft firmly at the base, his hand acting like a cock ring, keeping Mike erect. Mike’s entire attention was focused on the sensations produced by their kisses, and the growing heat building in his groin. Existing completely in the moment, he did not think; he simply felt, and reacted. Paul eventually ended the kiss, with a regretful whimper coming from his friend, as their lips parted once more. He smiled. “Don’t worry, there’s more where that came from.” He reached over to the bedside table, picking up the key to the cuffs. “Now listen up, bitch,” he growled. “I’m gonna undo these cuffs, and you’re gonna roll over for me. You got that? And don’t even think about trying anything, or you’ll be very sorry. Do you understand?” Mike felt empty when Paul’s tongue left his mouth. He was only dimly aware of Paul’s instructions. When he felt one of his hands being released from the cuffs, a small thought in the back of his head intruded, telling him he should resist, but his limbs felt heavy and he didn’t think he could move even if he wanted to. Soon he felt someone pushing at him, and heard Paul’s voice ordering him to roll over. He did so, enjoying the pressure of his aching shaft trapped between the bed and his stomach. He began to buck his hips into the bed, losing himself into the sensations again. A sharp slap on his ass brought him back to reality. “Fucking knock it off, bitch!” Paul growled behind him. Mike sighed, and tried hard not to give in to the desire to move as his hands were recuffed tightly behind his back. As he felt the cuffs tighten around his wrists, he knew he had lost his window to escape, and noticed that he didn’t really want to anymore. “Let’s get you up on your knees, my little slut.” It was difficult for Mike to raise himself up with his hands behind his back, but he did manage to raise his ass up enough for Paul to slide his arm under his chest, supporting him as he raised himself up. He was now kneeling on the bed, his arms behind him. He stared over at the silhouette of Paul’s head in the near darkness. “I need some light,” Paul said, and reached over to turn on the small reading lamp that stood on the table. Mike turned his face away and closed his eyes, allowing his sight to adjust slowly. He opened his eyes, and then turned back to face his friend. Paul was blonde, and sported a tan, attesting to his frequent days out of doors. He was on the slender side, with almost no chest hair, which often made him look younger than he was. His blue eyes shone with a combination of weed, lust, and the power he currently held over his friend. He arranged himself at the head of the bed, leaning against the wall, one leg up and bent, the other straight out in front of him, shaft rising straight up between the two. Looking over at Mike, he growled, “C’mere, slut. Time to earn your keep around here.” Seeing the lust in Paul’s eyes just made Mike even more aroused; he found that he couldn’t hold the younger man’s gaze, and so dropped his eyes towards the bed. He crawled forward on his knees, trying not to fall forward onto his friend. When he was within arm’s reach, Paul grabbed Mike’s head, pulling him down towards his waiting shaft. They’d been friends for years, so Mike knew what Paul wanted; he eagerly opened his mouth, sliding it down the length of Paul’s cock. Paul gasped, losing his focus for a moment. “Fuckin shit, Mike!” He remembered afterwards he was supposed to be in charge, and added, “Yeah, you suck it good, bitch, and I just might let you cum afterwards.” Mike smiled to himself, continuing to bob his head slowly up and down Paul’s length, sliding it into his throat each time. He had learned to suppress his gag reflex years ago, and he enjoyed the power it gave him when he swallowed while holding a man’s cock down his throat. Watching their eyes roll in the back of their head was well worth it. Because of his position, he couldn’t see Paul’s face, but he could feel and hear his reaction; Paul gasped again, and his entire body tightened up. The hand in his hair tightened painfully. “Fuck!” Paul yelled again. Mike had to fight the urge to speed up, to make Paul cum quickly. For one thing, Paul would figure out what he was doing, and two, he wanted to get Paul back for going so slowly on him earlier. So he kept up a steady, slow tempo, sucking hard and soft, tongue darting back and forth to provide additional stimulation, occasionally pulling off Paul’s member entirely, to lick at just the tip. Once, he gently drew his teeth up the length of the shaft, causing another gasp and another string of derogatory expletives. Paul realized he was losing control again, as the familiar sensations built up in him. He didn’t think he could hold out much longer, and he wanted to keep Mike in sub mode, so he pushed him off entirely, just so he could catch his breath and gather his thoughts. Mike sat up on the bed, looking confused. “You okay, Paul?” Paul shot Mike his best angry look. “Yeah, bitch. I’m fine.” Mike’s mouth tightened, but dropped his gaze again; Paul had seen the irritation in them, however. “You’re a fine cock slut, aren’t you? Say it. Tell me you’re a cock slut.” Mike sighed. “I’m a cock slut, Sir.” Paul laughed. “Damn straight, you are. Now, you’re gonna wrap that pretty little mouth on my dick again, but this time, I’m driving. You got that, bitch?” Mike nodded mutely. Even the small control he had was gone now. “Yes, Sir.” Paul grinned, and grabbed Mike’s head again, tangling his fingers firmly into the thick dark hair at the back of his head. He pushed Mike back down towards his groin, feeling that willing mouth sucking his cock back into it. He pushed and pulled on Mike’s head, deliberately breaking the rhythm and depth. At first Mike resisted, struggling to settle into an even rhythm. “You will submit to me, bitch!” Paul roared, pulling hard on Mike’s hair. Mike relaxed, then, and let Paul do what he wanted, focusing instead on working his tongue around Paul’s shaft. Paul finally decided he’d had enough, and started pushing Mike’s head fully down onto his shaft, forcing the head into his throat. Mike obligingly swallowed around his knob, and Paul felt his arms and legs go weak. “Yeah bitch, like that,” he managed to gasp out. “Okay, slut, I’m gonna cum now, and you’d better swallow every drop.” Mike bobbed his head down harder and faster onto Paul’s shaft in response, thrusting the head of his cock as far down his throat as it would go. He felt Paul’s whole body tense, and as he thrust in, felt Paul’s shaft twitch and explode into his mouth, hot liquid filling it. He swallowed quickly, and swallowed again, as Paul pumped himself hard into Mike’s mouth. Mike continued to swallow until most of it was gone, and then began to suck on Paul’s shaft, relishing the salty taste of the last of his semen. He pulled his head back, and looked up. Paul was staring off into space, and his mouth was hanging open. Mike chuckled softly at the sight, and Paul’s eyes snapped down to his. “Yeah, you liked that, didn’t you slut?” He said, somewhat more softly than before. Mike smiled. “Yes, Sir, I did. Thank you, Sir.” Paul rolled over to one side, patting the center of the bed. “C’mon, slut. I think you earned your reward.” He helped Mike lie down facing him on the bed, so that his cuffed hands wouldn’t be too uncomfortable. Paul leaned in for another kiss, enjoying the taste of himself on Mike’s lips. He leaned back and smiled. “Now, here’s what you’re gonna do for me tonight.” Mike’s eyes glanced up at his, listening. “You’re gonna cum for me, but only when I give you permission. You got that? You feel yourself close, you tell me. Is that clear, slut?” Mike nodded. “Yes, Sir.” He watched as Paul slid downwards on the bed, kissing him along the torso as he did so. He groaned and closed his eyes, then opened them again, fascinated, as Paul planted light kisses down the length of his shaft as well. Going lower, Mike shivered with delight as he watched Paul suck each of his balls into his mouth, lightly tonguing them for a bit before releasing them into the cold air of the room. Mike’s eyes fluttered up towards the back of his head; he felt dizzy. Paul planted the flat of his tongue against the side of Mike’s shaft, and licked straight up to the top. Mike thought he was gonna explode, and he quickly spoke up. “Please, I’m getting close, Sir.” Paul laughed. “Already? Well, I’m not done yet.” He blew across Mike’s cock. Mike groaned in desperation. The cool air was both soothing and frustrating at the same time. He was panting heavily now, bathed in a thin layer of sweat. His cock throbbed painfully, and his balls were tight. “Please, Sir. Please, let me cum.” His voice was hoarse, and his mouth and lips were dry, though they had been soaked with saliva and semen a moment ago. Paul grinned. “Eventually. When I’m sure you’re mine, slut.” A small whimper escaped the other man, and Paul knew he was there. “Beg me again, bitch.” Words tumbled out of Mike’s mouth rapidly now, knowing what Paul wanted to hear, willing to say anything to get the release he so desperately craved. “Please, I’m begging you. I need to cum. I’m your slut, and I’m begging you to let me cum, Sir.” Paul let loose with his best evil villain laugh, the one he knew Mike loved. He was rewarded by watching the shivers ripple across Mike’s already tense body. He reached out his hand to Mike’s jaw. Mike opened his eyes, his gaze pleading; Paul stared into their steel grey depths triumphantly. “Now, you are mine.” Mike could not disagree with him, could only watch helplessly as Paul lowered his mouth slowly back to his shaft, pressing his lips lightly against the tip in a kiss, before sliding his own mouth loosely over its length. He found himself on the edge of the chasm again, waiting for Paul to let him fall into the darkness. “Please, Sir may I cum?” he managed to whisper. Paul gazed up at him, blue eyes bright and sharp. “Yes, slut. You may cum.” With that, he tightened his mouth firmly over Mike’s member, and began to thrust it in and out of his mouth, deep and fast. Mike gave a loud, guttural groan as he was flooded with an explosion of sensations that were almost painful to experience in their intensity. Arching his back, he pushed his hips hard against Paul’s mouth, pushing his shaft in as far as he could. It was then that he came, fire rushing through his cock, flowing like molten lava into Paul’s waiting, eager mouth. Paul swallowed quickly, but even then, some of it escaped, dribbling down his chin in a thin stream. He continued to suck hard, milking every last drop from the older man’s swollen and still spurting member, above him, he could hear Mike breathing heavily and moaning. Giving his friend’s cock one last hard suck – and enjoying the gasp of surprise it produced – he slid back up on the bed, lying so that he was facing him. Mike’s eyes were closed, and he wore a sleepy smile. “Thank you, Sir,” he said. Paul chuckled. “You’re welcome. I guess you can go back to sleep now.” Midnight Rendezvous Mike raised an eyebrow, his eyes still closed. “Do I have to sleep with the cuffs on?” Paul grinned, and sat up, reaching for the handcuff key. “Nah, I suppose not.” He leaned over Mike to unlock his wrists, and then placed the cuffs and the key on the bedside table. Mike grunted as he rolled onto his stomach to move his arms forward. He rolled onto his back again, massaging his wrists, wincing a bit. He didn’t speak for a moment, but stared up at the ceiling, allowing the sensations of the evening’s events to flow over him. “You realize,” he remarked dryly, his voice back to normal once more, “that the next time I see you, you will be paying for this.” Paul turned to give Mike an impish grin. “Fuck, I was counting on it.” He turned off the light and lay back down again, resting his head against Mike’s chest. Mike wrapped his arm lightly around Paul, and closed his eyes. “Guess I’ll just have to come up with something good, then.” He did not speak again, and his breathing became deep and regular. Paul snuggled against his friend in the darkness, listening to his heartbeat. Soon he too was asleep. Midnight Rendezvous "Are you sore?" you whisper as your chin rests on the top of my head. Your voice is soft and low in the dark room. I stir awake tucked tight against you in a big chair, an old blanket covering our naked bodies. I try to sit up, but you hold me closer, tighter, and kiss my head. "I don't want to hurt you, you know." Your words are kind, gentle. "Yes and no." I reply, snuggling back into your arms. "What time is it?" I ask, pressing a kiss to your bare chest my lips grazing over your nipple. "Late." you answer, as one hand curls into my hair from the base of my neck. "Don't start unless you're willing to finish." comes your half-hearted threat. "How late?" I ask, my eyes searching out a clock. I gasp at the time. "Oh no! I have to go." I struggle to rise, and am sitting up before you grab my arms gently. "Stay the night with me. Keep me warm. It's cold out." You look into my eyes, your level gaze seeing into me. I'm not sure if my nipples have pebbled from your gaze or from the chill in the air. Either way, I can feel the response down into the center of my body. You rub the back of your hand across my cheek, a gentle gesture that fans the embers that burn below. "I can't ... " I begin but you stop me with a kiss, your tongue gliding over mine, a sweet gentle rush of pleasure. You know I can't deny you. You pull me back down to you and we kiss some more. Your lips on mine, your hands in my hair. We make out like teens, tongues discovering, plundering, lips mashing, teeth nipping. After some time, your hands drop to my tits, fondling the hard little buds of my nipples, making me squirm against you. You cup each breast, as if to measure the heaviness of each. I inch up, place them before your mouth ... an offering if you will. Your rough tongue laves over each nipple, pulling each into your mouth, gently loving each one into tighter, plumper peaks. I am sighing, moaning above you, my hands in your hair, pressing you closer to my body. Your hand travels farther still, resting in the sticky mat of curls at the top of my thighs. "Yes ..." I whisper, coaxing you to touch me. With a firm hand, you part my legs and gently ease your fingers into the folds of my pussy. I am wet. Not just from the loads of cum deposited there only an hour before, but from the attention you've just given my body. Your fingers slide through the slick, swollen folds, mixing our juices. The smell of our earlier coupling is rich in the room and only serves to act as an aphrodisiac. I moan and tremble against you. The pain of my swollen flesh is exquisite. It tears me apart and brings me back together again. You search out my eager little bud, rubbing it gently but forcefully, bringing me quickly to a shuddering release, as I call out your name over and over. Your kisses are delicious as they take over my mouth again. I straddle your legs and, with your hands on my hips and tongue in my mouth, you slowly guide me down the thick shaft of your cock. I whimper into your mouth as I am stretched wide for you. You grab the back of my neck, your fingers in my hair, as you pull me down, your tongue demanding deeper access. I am fully impaled on your cock now and I can feel it beginning to twitch as my silken depths grip you tightly. You whisper my name. Then a soft curse. We move slowly, as I lay against your chest, my tits rubbing over you. Your hips thrust slowly as you speak to me, moaning words of pleasure in low, hushed tones. We rock like that for nearly an hour. Enjoying our bodies locked in mutual passion. My lips search out your nipples, laving each into tight buds. You respond by doing the same to mine. At times, we share kisses as your fingers play over my nipples gently pinching and teasing. We whisper words of endearment to one another as we rock. Soft sighs, light laughter, all while clasped together, our lips never far from each other. Your fingers reach between my legs and you rub me slowly, surely, to climax. I collapse as I cum, dropping kisses all over your chest. That is when lust over comes. You sit me up, pulling me from you. You roll me to my back and poise between my legs. You spread me open ~ wide ~ looking first into the dark depths of my pussy and then up into my eyes. "Look at me while I fuck you." you say, your voice demanding. I am mesmerized. Whimpering at the loss of your cock, wanting you back so very badly. I hold your gaze as you slowly enter me again inch by wonderful inch. I squirm at the invasion, the stretching, the heat. I pant as each inch is swallowed into my tight depths. You hold there, not moving, only watching. Then you move ~ slowly ~ surely ~ your cock impaling me ~ demanding from me ~ taking me. Another climax builds in me and I am helpless to prevent it. I shudder and melt around you, my pussy dripping as you take me. That's it for you. You can't hold back. My legs on your shoulders, you lean over and fuck me, taking me, until you shoot another load of thick cream into my pussy. You curse softly as your hips buck. I am crying out your name, clutching at your thighs as you push deeper inside. You drop and put your head to my breast, my legs now around your hips, and I realize that no, I will not be going home tonight. *END* Midnight Rendezvous I've been thinking about a midnight rendezvous at a hotel, where I arrive first and begin to undress upon entering the room. Slowly slipping out of everything and then sliding naked in between the sheets. I lie on my stomach and begin playing with my clit, teasing and touching myself just as you instructed me to do each night before bed when I've been a very good girl for you. I lay here, dreaming of you dear Sir, with my ass high in the air just imagining your red hot skin pressed against me HARD from behind. I lay here imagining your breath dancing wicked upon my neck, and your lips biting at me, deep; tearing into me, tasting and teasing me like you said you would the very first time you claimed me in the flesh...no words, just fucking me as YOU see fit, yours for the taking, period. My hips rocking, back and forth pushing hard against my fingers now. I begin to moan softly as I feel my pussy dripping wet with anticipation beneath them. Then, I suddenly feel a weight press down on the left side of the bed. My heart soars and I quiet instantly. I dare not make a sound. I feel you climbing in behind me, whipping the sheet in one motion from my naked body. Completely exposed, I feel you slide in directly on top of me. Wielding your rock hard cock that's about to tear me apart, I hear you say confidently, "There is NO mercy Angel. ONLY control. Mastery of your flesh at it's very finest. You are a dirty slut! And the heat radiating from between your legs tells me just what you need from me my sweet. You will get exactly what's coming to you, and then some." "I understand Sir. You will do with me whatever you so choose Master. I'm your overly eagerly wanton whore begging for more whenever you allow her to beg. And your dirty little cum slut ready to serve at your wicked whim." "And finally, I'm your perfectly sweet little Angel, Neecee. Reserved only for her Master's deepest desires and darkest wishes." Dizzy and weak knowing you're about to make me your Angel for the very first time. Filling me entirely with every single drop of you, you know you need to wash away those who came before you. You've been waiting far too long to anoint your sweet Angel in the seed of her one and only TRUE Master, and you must have your Angel, and it will be NOW! That said, you pull my hair aside, forcefully turning my neck to bite it.... HARD; laying claim and making your mark. Gripping my neck tightly in your heavy hands, you know you're taking my breath away almost completely, and that I adore you for it. That's obvious from the reaction you're stirring in my hips, and the heat radiating from my pretty pink pussy. "This MUST be a reward for doing as my Master says!" I think, excited, in my own head and I find myself grinning slightly beneath Sir's firm grip and throbbing cock that's about to pierce me without realizing. Fucking me deep, and piercing the heart of me with his powerful thrusts, he exclaims, "Does this amuse you Angel?" My pussy is SOAKING wet with my sweet juices, and now with your salty sweet pre-cum, dripping from that crack you so thoroughly tormented as I lay there, breathless and weak from the weight of you. And in that moment I just realized that there were no words spoken between us really, only sounds of pounding flesh and beating hearts devouring each other whole. As you said it would be all along. You slam my cunt, rough and wild, laying stake on your personal property, your Angel; Your dirty little slut here for your deep, dark, personal enjoyment & amusement. I feel a great sense of pride, and intense pleasure, feeling your throbbing cock grow firmer still as you push DEEP into my tight, wet pussy. Just aching to wrap around you completely, with my muscles gripping at your cock from within, milking you for the cum I need to sustain me. Thrusting hard, one slam right after the other, I moan softly beneath your arm. Oh, if only I could be sure, but I am about to cum and I don't know if I can stop it. I simply know it's not possible given the sensations I'm feeling deep inside of me in this instance. Regardless, my body shakes and pussy aches, just knowing my dear Sir's cock is rubbing hot and hard in the deep, beautiful slope between my ass cheeks.... "OH GOD!" I scream on the inside, but dare not speak until I know it's time. And with Sir's arm wrapped firm around my throat, it was almost impossible to make a sound despite my need anyhow. Until Master tells me it's his wish, it will NOT be done. "Ahhhh, ahhhh..." my breathing is slow and steady now. Focused and alert, dancing with the devil, but I dare not turn to look. You see, I realize now, I've never seen my Master's face this close to mine. OH God, how I ache to turn and kiss him gently and look him in the eyes to thank him properly as a good girl should always do with her heavy handed Daddy. But he's teasing my ear lobe, biting it, tugging at it hard. Your whisper revealed to me, "Angel, I WILL fuck you now. And you will say NOTHING unless spoken to. And I will take from you that perfectly tight virgin-esque ass you so often speak of. And we will see just how tight you are when your Daddy's through with you Angel." And in that moment your cock began sliding into my tight wet ass just a little....just the tip.......you say "Tell me....." a little more forceful this time you slide it in just a bit further and pull my hair back in your hand forcefully...... You don't pull out but instead keep your cock shoved deep inside me.......pushing so deep into me you feel me burst around you as the first wave of pleasure takes hold of me. You reach down and play with my clit as you feel me cumming making it even more intense and in that moment I whisper, "I DO! I want you DEEP inside me SO badly Daddy!" The words as they're whispered are devoured by your mouth kissing mine, your lips wrapped around mine still, kissing, sucking, tasting, teasing, this time intentionally not letting me catch my breath. Leaving me breathless and wanting you even more! And though that passion you thrust deeper and deeper inside of me grows with each moments passing, the faster and faster you fuck me, the more your pace slows, as you work me back up into a frenzy all over again. You tease my clit with your fingers some more. I whisper to you how I want to feel you on my tongue. Sliding in and out of my mouth. That I want to taste you, please??! In that moment you flip me onto my back, turn yourself around to 69 and before I could take a deep breath, your cock was sliding deep into my throat, fucking my mouth hard at first. At the same time, you gently spread my lips, seeing what a soft sweet pink pussy I have. You then lean over me, and you lick softly at first but realize I'm just gushing with every flick of your tongue. This is exactly what you've been waiting for also. "Mmmmm, Sweet Angel!" You moan dive in deeper still. You begin to tease my little hidden clit and send me straight into spasms. I grab the back of your head directing you, moving you around, pulling you harder into me, faster! "Oh God!" I moaned as you licked faster and more furiously at my clit. I suck your cock feverishly and take you so deep inside of my mouth. In and out, in and out, faster and faster as your cock just throbs on my tongue. You feel SO good. I suck harder still, so desperately needing to taste you and feel you cum hard inside of me. As you're teasing my clit with your tongue I feel you reach down beside the bed pulling out my vibrator. I hear the buzz and suddenly feel you slide it deep into my wet pussy. I can hear the wetness as you slide it in and out of me, and it's only getting wetter as you fuck me deep and lick me harder. I cum with an intensity that lifts me off of the bed and sends you bucking as well. My whole body just writhing in waves of pleasure that are simply uncontrollable! In that moment I can feel your cock get harder and hotter and begin to throb faster against my tongue so I suck even harder and grab a hold of you and begin stroking your balls and licking them as I deep throat you hard and fast. Gagging as I suck harder and faster with every thrust. In one last hard thrust deep into my throat you let go and cum just as you begin to pull out. Filling my entire mouth with cum. MMMMM! And I of course swallow every last drop with a smile. SO YUMMY! I want more........ Written by Neecee-(c) 2010 Midnight Rendezvous Everyone is over the age of 18. ***** "Mami?" You don't answer me; your deep breath lets me know you're still sleeping, but you slide closer to me. You lift your ass a bit and slowly grind on my dick. I don't know how you end up doing that while you're still in your deep sleep, but it always amazes me and turns me on more. I woke up from another dream of us. You climbed on top of me and began riding me slowly. You sped up as you watched my reactions and heard my moans and we were going wild, and right before I exploded deep inside you, I woke up. As usual. I kiss the nape of your neck and you let out a small sigh as you continue to grind against me. You reach back and grab my hip puling me into you as you feel me getting harder. I still don't understand how you do this, but it's making me want you. I'm glad you're just wearing my t-shirt tonight. You continue to grind until I can't take it anymore. I begin to kiss and bite your neck and upper back and you respond by moaning. You grab my dick and start to massage it and I'm damn near convinced that you've awaken. I pull one of your legs closer to me, spreading them. I continue to kiss your neck while I start to stroke your clit down to your entrance with my fingers. I feel your wetness and it's making me want you more. You moan and I continue, stroking inside you. I feel your body tense up as you begin to move around, your body trying to wake you up and I stop. I move away from you and kiss down your body, tracing you with my tongue. My tongue finds its way to your thighs, and I trace them still stroking you. I feel your hand caress the back of my head, playing in my hair. I lick up and stroke your clit as I feel your back begin to arch. I continue to taste you as your juices explore my mouth. Moments later, I taste your cum and you exhale a moan. You grind against my tongue until I make you cum for me again, gripping the back of my head and pressing it against your body. "Baby, you're nasty." You say when I come up for air. "You like it." I retort while you lick off your juices from the sides of my mouth. You continue to kiss me and pull my dick through the slit in my pajama pants sliding it inside you. "Morning mami." You gasp for air your body debating on fighting me or just enjoying the pleasure; your body answers for you as you grind back against me slowly, reaching back to hold the back of my head, moving it to kiss your lips. "Good morning baby." I kiss you slowly while I deepen my strokes, your slow winding is driving me crazy, but I refuse to let you out this easily. I nip your neck softly, you moan while I lick where I bit. I tangle our legs briefly lifting your left leg so I can get closer to finding your spot. I feel your body shiver and I know I've already hit it before you even open your mouth. "Aah, baby, damn." You whimper as I stroke into it repeatedly. You start throwing your hips back into mine to keep me there. "Please, daddy." You look back at me hoping that I'll continue. I say nothing but turn you on your stomach and moving so I don't exit you, placing your ass in the air. I stay on your spot, switching my strokes. You moan into our pillows and hearing the muffles makes my dick ache. Your walls are pulsating on my shaft and it's driving me crazy slowly. I stroke a few more times before I feel your walls clench; a few more strokes are given before I watch your grab the sheets and your body stiffen; I give you another two strokes before your body shakes and I hear your moans just an octave lower than a scream. I withdraw from you and you turn your head after you recover slightly. "Baby?" You ask. I smirk and lean down to your spread legs. I dip my tongue into your pussy tasting the mess I've just made. "You know you're extra sweet in the morning?" A groan was your response. I slip my tongue in deeper and you push against my face beckoning me to go deeper. I slide my tongue then slip it towards your clit, licking it to the speed of your breath. I slide two fingers in your pussy stroking it while I lick and you begin to let out more of your beautiful sounds. Right before you cum, I add another finger inside you and begin stroking your G-spot. Your orgasm comes at hyper-speed as well as you beginning to squirt catching me off-guard for a second before I depart from your clit and swallow your juices. You stay laying face down unable to move from the last one and I take advantage of the situation, starting to lick the rim of your asshole. "Daddy. No. Please. God. Ah." I chuckle slightly at your begging. I slide my tongue in and your hands reach back to grab the back of my head holding me there while I play inside you still rimming you. "Please baby. Shit, daddy. I'm about to cum agai-" You barely get out before another orgasm erupts. No moans came out; your vocal cords were disturbed by the force. I lay you on your back gently, kissing your neck. You hold me as I lick from there to your areolas. I suck your nipple into my mouth and you gasp as I knead the others with two fingers. "You're trying to kill me tonight." you moan. "No mami. I'm just trying to please you." I lick down to your belly button and trail further down to you thighs, tasting the juices that dripped down and smelling your scent. I look up at you and see that your eyes are closed, waiting for what I'll do next. I dip a finger inside you and your legs spread wider. I offer you my finger and you suck on it, leaving no trace of you. I kiss your lips as I lower myself on top of you sliding my dick back inside you. You grip my back, fingernails beginning to dig into my back. You know that turns me on and you see the extra spark of lust in my eyes ignite. You lick my earlobe down to my neck, teasing me while I begin stroking you slowly, making me speed up. You bite my neck and I jerk my dick inside you making you throw your head back and squeal. "That's what you wanted mami?" You nod and I oblige, beginning to drill my dick inside you. "Bay, shit. Hold up. Damn" was all you could make out between my thrusts. "Na, you wanted this, you can take it." I bite your neck softly and continue feeling you begin to shred my back with your nails. You look me in my eyes and kiss me while your body jerks underneath me. Your moans against my lips as you cum make my balls tighten and follow suite. I coat your walls with my cum while you cum even harder gripping me. After a few moments, we both calm down still kissing. "Damn baby. Where did that come from?" I laugh, rolling off of you. "You started it mami. I just finished." You kiss me softly and we fall back to sleep.