Best Bondage Erotica 2013

by Rachel Bussel

  Charles rubbed faster and harder, and the shrink-wrapped body squirmed like a worm. Chris’s cock swelled and a small bubble formed at its tip. “That was easy, but over way too fast.” Charles licked his hand. “Eeny, meeny, miny, moe, who’s the next one to blow?” His finger pointed at Blake.

  Blake’s eyes widened, and he shook his head.

  Charles walked to the bar I lay across, putting me between him and Blake. Charles reached over and started to unbutton my shirt. “Blake needs some special attention.” As his hands opened my shirt to my pants, he pulled the tails out. The cotton slid over my hard cock. He combed through the hair on my chest. “Blake, are you hairy or smooth? Do you shave? Are your balls hairy or…?”

  Blake struggled to free his hands. He kicked his feet and swung back and forth.

  Charles stopped massaging me and moved over to Blake. He opened his shirt and revealed a smooth chest, a little beer belly, but still a fine body. “So soft,” Charles said. He started to unbuckle the restrained man’s belt, and Blake bucked harder. The belt opened and flopped around as Charles unbuttoned his pants and slowly unzipped his fly.

  Blake’s thrashing made his pants slide down his legs. A shoe fell off, along with one pant leg. He wore white briefs that bulged.

  Charles stepped on the loose pant leg and traced a finger along his waistband. He pulled the fabric down slowly, until a line of thick, brown hair appeared. The thick bulge grew. A wet spot appeared on the white cotton.

  “You have a beautiful bush.” He pulled the briefs open and looked in. “Furry balls, too.” He snapped the undies back into place, and pulled the shoe and pants the rest of the way off. “I’ll have to fix that…” He let the words hang in the air.

  I strained to see what he had as he pulled out an aerosol can and sprayed a handful of foam into it. With his free hand he pulled off Blake’s briefs and tossed them aside. Then he lathered up his pubes and balls with the cream.

  “This should feel warm on your junk.” He washed the extra foam off his hand and picked up a straight-edge razor. “You’ll have to stay really still, I wouldn’t want to slip and cut anything off that I shouldn’t…”

  Shaving had never been my thing, and to have razor stubble down there scared me. I wished I could cross my legs.

  “Bald Blake…that has a nice ring to it.” Charles picked up a washcloth and brought the blade down to his thick bush. Scrape, scrape, scrape and the thick hair was gone. “That was the easy part. You do want children, don’t you?” He pressed the razor under his balls.

  Blake nodded, slow and controlled.

  “Nice. Then I’ll be careful.” One hand stretched the ball sac as the other one removed the cream and the hair. With each stroke, Blake’s cock grew bigger and bigger, standing straight up. “Thanks for getting that out of the way. It’s a massive piece of meat to have dangling.” He wiped the blade on the cloth and quickly finished.

  I let out the breath I had been holding.

  Charles took a warm, wet washcloth and cleaned Blake’s balls. He kissed the huge mushroom head and smiled at his work. “Bald is beautiful, baby.” He came to the bar and looked down at me. He ran his hand through my hair. “You would take a long, long time.” His finger traced my cock on “long, long.”

  But before I could respond, he ducked under the bar and pulled out a metal pipe with a glass ball on one end and an electric plug on the other. He plugged it in between my legs and looked down at my package. “You’re going to have to wait your turn.” He flipped a switch and the ball lit up with streaks of electricity inside. As he brought it to his cheek, a lightning bolt formed inside and struck him. “Ahh,” he moaned.

  Blake bucked against his restraints, his legs frantically kicking as his smooth, pink balls swung back and forth. His raging hard-on pooled a pearl of precome at the tip.

  “Water and electricity, such a wonderful combination.”

  Charles brought the electric wand to Blake’s nipples. An electrical storm raged in the glass ball and focused on his tender spot. The nipple rose up hard and erect to a sharp point, the electricity tingling and stimulating the tender tissue.

  Blake’s cock jumped as Charles circled the pink nub. He moaned.

  I wasn’t sure if it was pain or pleasure. He rolled his head back.

  Charles moved to the other side and repeated his teasing. “Where else can I stimulate you that is tender and sensitive, like a newly shaved face?” A brilliant smile emerged from his full lips.

  Blake panicked. He kicked and thrashed.

  Charles adjusted the intensity and as Blake spun, his ass came into view. Charles touched a fleshy cheek.

  Blake’s whole body stiffened and stopped fighting.

  “I’m glad you see my point.” He brought the wand down to his studded jock and sparks flew everywhere. “I love the smell of electrolysis in the evening.” He spun Blake’s still form around and adjusted the output. He brought the ball under his erection and between his legs. His pink smooth balls dangled. The wand glowed blue and then pink as electricity shot around the globe. Charles made contact with the left nut, the one that hung lower. A bolt of lightning zapped his ball as spidery electric legs grabbed for Blake’s nut sac.

  Blake’s pelvis pushed forward as more precome poured out of his dick.

  Charles moved to the other testicle and watched as they jumped and bounced off the glass globe. “Dance, my pretties, dance.” An evil gleam came into his eyes and he traced the wand between the balls and slowly traced along Blake’s cock.

  Blake’s dick rose up and slapped his firm belly, only to fall back down to be shocked and driven back up again.

  Charles drew the wand down to the wet tip and held it there. He watched as Blake’s cock super-balled from the wand to his belly button. Wet splats sounded as the precome coated along his treasure trail. Charles twisted the shaft of the wand and a glass probe fell out of the base and hung in the air. It was six inches long, slender and glowed red. “Red is for the rectum.” Charles picked up the probe and brought it behind Blake.

  “No, no,” Blake tried to say as he shook his head.

  Charles slowly guided the glowing tube between his fleshy buttcheeks. As soon as it made contact with the skin, Blake closed his eyes. Charles grinned. “This won’t take long.”

  I watched in amazed horror as the tube disappeared into Blake’s ass. A red glow came from behind him as his dick continued its arc.

  Blake clenched his teeth into the ball gag and his legs spread and rose. The end of his cock exploded. Thick, white come flowed out of him. Part of the first burst landed on my hairy chest, glistening in the light.

  Charles moved the wand down to the smooth balls and milked out more cream. Wave after wave of screaming orgasms flowed through Blake’s body and poured out of his cock. A puddle of semen formed below his dangling feet.

  “Shocking, I know, but oh, so electric.” Charles removed the probe and wand from Blake’s body.

  Blake’s whole body drooped, hung from his wrists, spent. His cock stood straight out, still dripping come.

  Charles walked over to me and wiped the blob of come off my chest with a finger. He brought it to his mouth and tasted it. “Salty, sweet. Wanna try?” He offered his finger to me.

  I shook my head.

  “Delicious. You’ll find out what you’re missing.” Charles cleaned his finger and then went to rub my fly. “Still hard. Good boy, don’t let that bad boy go down, or you’ll pay, with blood, sweat and tears, and I’m not talking the music group. I’ll be right back; there was one more before you.” He pointed at Jeremy.

  Jeremy freaked. He bucked in the sling and made it spin faster.

  “Round and round you go, where you stop, only I know…” Charles picked up a black doctor’s bag and set it on Jeremy’s belly. “I love these pants with the snaps. They’re off in a snap.” He pulled hard, and the snaps opened like the firing of a machine gun. He held them in his hand, and Jeremy’s bare ass swung in the sling. “I’m
glad you forgot your underwear; makes my job so much easier.” He stroked up one of Jeremy’s bound legs. His dark brown complexion and black hair showed a gym body toned to perfection.

  His cock lay over his belly as his balls dropped down between his legs.

  “Your wife-beater is toast.” Charles pulled out a metal device and squeezed the handles together. They opened like a pair of scissors, but instead of a blade it had a duck bill. Charles used the side of the bill and cut the sheer cotton. A burly hairy chest emerged on a compact, tight body. “To shave or not to shave, that is the question.”

  Jeremy pulled harder on his restraints.

  Charles clamped the duck bill closed and stepped between his legs. He slid the cold metal up Jeremy’s leg and stopped at his crotch. “Your low hangers are hanging. Not talking?” He picked them up and set them on his cock. He guided the metal between his cheeks and pressed. “This will open you up.”

  Jeremy tensed as the metal touched his hole.

  Charles poured lube onto the end. “Breathe deep.” He slid the device in. “Let’s see what’s inside.” He grasped the handles, and the duck bill opened. “Oh, so tight. Relax.” He shot lube inside the opening and squeezed harder.

  I could see a dark opening, wet, warm and welcoming.

  Charles must have read my thoughts. “What can we insert in the hole?” He opened and closed the duck bill as he grabbed his jock’s pouch. He set the device down.

  Jeremy screamed with his ball gag in his mouth.

  Charles opened the doctor’s bag. “You’re all sweaty. Are you running a fever?” He pulled out a plastic tube with balls along its shaft. The balls grew larger the closer they were to the handle. The small bead at the end slipped into Jeremy easily. One by one they disappeared into him; halfway in, his cock flopped up and down. Its thick shaft was deeply veined and a huge foreskin covered the tip.

  I watched in amazement as the tool entered his bottom, spreading him wider and wider.

  As the handle touched his taint, Jeremy closed his eyes and dropped his head back.

  Charles grabbed Jeremy’s cock and started to stroke it as he pulled the toy out of his ass, then slowly pushed it in. As he worked his cock, Charles increased his speed on the anal intruder. “Do you need something bigger? I have a few more things that we can try.” He pulled the balls out and set the wet toy on the floor. He dug into the doctor’s bag and pulled out a pink plastic fist. He looked at it and showed it to Jeremy, waving at him with it. “Hello,” and then he stopped. “Oh, wait, maybe it should be ‘knock, knock.’” He motioned as if rapping on a door, then changed into a thrusting motion.

  Jeremy shook his head.

  Charles turned to me. “Do you need a hand?”

  I shook my head.

  “We’ll see.” He dropped it back into the bag and withdrew a huge dildo the size of my forearm, but wider. “This will make a big boy out of you.” He rubbed it up and down his victim’s crease.

  Jeremy withered in the sling as it followed his crack. As the blunt end found his hole, Charles twisted it, seeing if it would go in.

  “Too tight, I think; we’ll have to start with something smaller.” Charles pulled on his jock’s basket and removed it. His huge cock sprang free and snaked toward Jeremy. He pulled a condom out of the secret pocket and wrapped his dick. He lubed his length and stepped between Jeremy’s legs.

  “No!” The word tried to escape around the rubber ball in Jeremy’s mouth.

  “Do you enjoy horror movies?”

  Jeremy shook his head violently.

  In his best Hellraiser voice, Charles said, “I’ll rip your hole apart.” He opened his mouth wide and moved forward, his cock leading the way to the tight pucker. “Little pig, little pig, let me come in.” He ran his fat mushroom tip up and down Jeremy’s crack and teased him. “Not by the hair of my chinny, chin on your ass.”

  Jeremy’s sphincter pulsated with each beat of his heart and seemed to swell and shrink.

  “There’s always time for lube.” Charles applied another layer over his dick and smeared more over Jeremy’s hole. His finger tried to push more inside, but Jeremy’s ass was tight. “This may take a while, and I have inches to go before I sleep.”

  Jeremy shook his head.

  “Oh, that’s right—nipple clamps.” Charles pulled a set out of what appeared to be thin air and leaned across Jeremy’s body. He opened a clamp and applied it to one nipple. “How does that feel?” He pulled on the chain and made Jeremy moan. “One more,” he said, holding up the other one and quickly placing it on the other pink erect nub, connecting them together. Another chain was clamped on to the one crossing his chest. Charles pulled that one down and secured a cuff around Jeremy’s hard cock. As he slid it up and down his shaft, it pulled on his nipples.

  Jeremy’s penis oozed precome down his shaft, making the strap slide easier. He closed his eyes as he warred with his body; pleasure or release? Release or pleasure? Maybe both?

  Charles lubed his cock one more time and stepped between Jeremy’s legs. He glided his dick along the sweaty crease and found the tight opening. He worked Jeremy’s cock and slowly entered his ass.

  As soon as Charles’s pubic bush pressed against his balls, Jeremy shot his load. Come shot out of his dick across his chest and covered the nipple clamps.

  Charles felt the flow of cream over his hand as he continued to jack Jeremy’s dick, milking out his balls. He felt Jeremy’s ass spasm over his shaft, but after only one stroke inside, he wasn’t ready to come. He bucked into Jeremy’s prostate a few times, sending more pleasure spasms over his restrained partner.

  Jeremy’s body slowly relaxed and fell limp in the sling. His cock, still hard, dripped come into his belly button. The come slowly started to run off of his body and splatter on the floor.

  Charles pulled himself out of Jeremy’s tight ass and turned to face me. His dick glistened in the light and lube dripped off the tip. As he walked toward me, his cock bounced up and down, his heavy balls swinging like pendulums.

  I watched his hypnotically beautiful body. He was coming at me with that monster, and he hadn’t come yet. My poor virgin ass.

  Charles looked down at me. He unzipped my fly and worked my pants down my hairy legs. “I’ve saved the best for last.” He pulled my shirt open wide and combed his fingers through my hair. “What device would you enjoy?” He brought his hand down to my underwear and caressed my crotch. “Still hard. Nice. I knew you would be.”

  What did that mean?

  Charles smiled. “Let’s see what’s under door number three.” He peeled back my briefs and my cock flopped out and slapped my belly. He worked my briefs down to my pants and brought his face to my groin and inhaled deeply. “So manly, but I love it, too.” He licked his lips and ran his tongue down my shaft to my hairy balls. He sucked one into his mouth and rolled it around. He gently let it slip out from between his lips and licked up to my fat mushroom head. His raspy tongue entered the slit at the end and lapped out the juice.

  I turned my head and saw the butt plug sitting on the bar.

  Charles noticed my gaze. “So you want to try the anal invader? I figured you to be more of a top, but to each his own. I don’t judge.”

  He slipped the lubed plug between my legs and pressed it to my hole. He twisted it so it spread more lube around the circle. The rounded end spread the muscle. “This is a thick one; it may hurt, so relax, don’t fight it.”

  Easy for you to say, your ass isn’t on the line, I thought.

  He pushed and pulled on it as he sucked on my cock.

  Charles’s mouth was hot and wet, sucking me like I’d never been sucked by my wife. He was able to take all nine thick inches down his throat.

  The pressure grew and grew as the butt plug bore deeper into me. Just as the pain became too much to bear, Charles pulled back and sucked harder, distracting me.

  Charles’s saliva ran over my hairy balls and pooled on the bar. He gave one quick push, the plug popped
into place and my sphincter sealed around it. He picked up a red rubber ring and stretched it. “With this ring, I thee bed.” He pulled it over my cock and guided my balls through the opening. The rubber pulled on my hair, but slipped into place. “This will keep you hard for a long time.” He slipped a condom down my cock.

  What did he need me to…?

  Charles jumped onto the bar and lubed his ass. He threw a leg over my pelvis and guided his butt over my cock. “I want you deep inside me.” He maneuvered my dick to his hole and slowly sat on me. He was tight and he had to bounce on my dick a few times to drive it in. He lowered himself to me and his balls rested on my abs.

  My cock had never felt so good: his hole was warm, wet and tight. He rode me slowly at first. When he pressed down, the butt plug pressed deeper into me, stimulating my prostate gland, and precome oozed out and started to fill the condom.

  Charles reached down into his chaps and pulled out a long piece of metal with a dip at the end. He lubed it up and brought it to the end of his cock. He inserted the bent end into his opening and slipped it down his shaft.

  I watched in amazement as it entered him so easily. Only a few inches stuck out of his cock.

  Charles started to jack his dick as he rode my cock, harder and harder. He pulled and pushed the sound in and out of his shaft as he jacked, stimulation inside and out. Precome poured out and dotted my hairy torso.

  My pelvis started to match his, thrust for thrust. Our pace quickened as my butt clenched around the plug.

  Charles’s free hand massaged my chest and squeezed my pec. “Gimme some vanilla cream.”

  My heart rate increased as the stimulation intensified. I wasn’t going to last much longer.

  Charles jacked his cock, faster and faster. He threw his head back and slammed his ass down on my cock.

  The butt plug hit my prostate and started an orgasm. It shot out of my cock and filled the tip of the condom, which pounded Charles’s gland.

  His ass tightened around my cock and milked me dry. His cock exploded and the sound shot out of the end of his cock and flew over my shoulder. Strings of come coated my hairy chest; one splashed under my chin and ran down my neck.