Unexpected Surprise

Looking at the clock on the wall, watching the seconds tick ever so slowly closer towards quitting time, Jax felt the frustration of expectation looming in on him. It was finally Friday, he had survived another mundane week of fruitless work. He yearned for his standing appointment with John tonight, in his own bed. 

John was doublelist hookup that became a regular Friday night event over the last couple of months. He was older, maybe ten years Jax’s senior. Jax had never been real picky about the guys he met, but John was a distinguished looking handsome man with hints of grey starting to show their presence in his sideburns and goatee. 

Earlier in the week, John had texted Jax inquiring about possibly doing something different this time. He wouldn’t go into much detail, except that he wanted to bind and blindfold Jax and that he had something special planned for him. Just the thought of being bound helpless and unable to see sent waves of anticipation ripping through Jax’s mind and body. He hastily agreed to John’s idea. 

That merciless clock finally made its way to four thirty and Jax was out the door and on his way home to prepare for his latest adventure. The house was presentable, he was clean and laying naked across his Queen sized bed when he heard John opening the front door. 

As planned, Jax was laid out on his stomach when John breached the threshold of his small bedroom to inspect the scene. With his eyes closed, Jax heard the other man shuffling slowly around the bed, giving an occasional grunt of approval before firmly smacking Jax’s ass.

“This will do nicely.” John affirmed as he slid a hood over Jax’s head.

Jax felt something soft wrap around his right wrist before his arm was tugged toward the the corner of the bed and secured nearly motionless. “Too tight?” the older man asked assuring that the binding wasn’t hurting his prey. 

Through the mouth hole in the hood “Nah, it’s good.” Jax assured his older friend. 

John repeated the steps for Jax’s left hand before smacking Jax’s naked ass one more time. 

“This is good.” John boasted. “Now, fold your legs up under you like you’re trying to kneel.” he commanded as Jax moved into what he assumed the position the other man wanted was. 

John repositioned him slightly before Jax felt what he thought was a cool leather strap being pushed between his thigh and his torso then around the bottom of his leg before it was cinched tight. Once Jax was strapped at both legs and hands, he felt like he was displayed in sort of a praying postion, face and arms down with his ass in the air and completely vulnerable to whatever John had planned for him. 

Excitement built in Jax’s mind as he laid prostrate and in the dark. John slid his fingers lightly across Jax’s skin building the energy in the room. Speechless, he brush stroked his fingertips down Jax’s spine, slipping them between the two rounded mounds of Jax’s ass

The sensation of John’s fingers tracing the valley of his ass sent a tickle through the bound man’s body making him squirm against his braces and sighing from under the hood. He felt a set of hands spread his ass apart wide exposing his entrance to the cool air. 

With access to Jax’s hole readily available, John pushed his bearded face in and flicked his tongue across the ridges of Jax’s cavity before thrusting his tongue deep into Jax. 

Rendered helpless, Jax thrashed his head and cried out noises of pleasure each time he felt his hole filled with John’s tongue. ‘This is way better and far less vanilla than I expected from him’ he though to himself. Jax felt himself giving into the pleasure he was feeling. 

He was quickly brought back to reality for a short moment when he felt cold liquid running down his backside and a finger working the lubricant into him before he felt the man moving around to get off of the mattress behind him. 

“Are you ok?” John inquired as Jax felt the weight of John getting back in the bed behind him. 

“I don’t know if I’ve ever been better!” Jax responded through bated breath. In reality, he really questioned the veracity of his words. He would be challenged to think of a time where he felt so completely euphoric. 

He heard more liquid being pushed through the bottle, but didn’t feel the impact of the coldness hit his skin. The bed wiggled at the weight of a man positioning himself behind Jax’s body. 

Jax moaned again when he felt a slim finger invade his cavity and start working around his muscle. The man moved in closer and slapped his cock on Jax’s ass before running it down the crack of his ass. Then all at once Jax was inundated with the familiar mix of pleasure and pain as the man pushed himself slowly into Jax’s middle. 

Jax fought against his restraints as his body tensed and squirmed in the rush of his pain and pleasure centers colliding and fighting for their command. He felt the man sliding inside him and he whimpered from his helplessness against the intrusion. 

His hands were locked into Jax’s waist, holding both bodies steady. He was taking his time, drawing out the first stroke in and back out, leaving the pain behind Jax and his pleasure taking over. Jax’s breathing was heavy and loud as he clinched his jaw, taking every slow inch inside him. 

At a gradual pace, the man picked up his gentle thrusts until they became faster and faster, impacting against Jax’s backside causing Jax and his bed to moan out against the motion. 

‘What the fuck?’ Jax thought to himself when a third hand touched his shoulder, ‘Both hands are still on me!’. 

With the steady sawing into his ass, he didn’t feel another person position himself next to Jax’s face. But he was inexplicably aware of a presence now. He heard John above him as he felt something push up against his hooded cheek. 

“Open up!” John commanded as he guided his mushroom head towards the mouth hole in Jax’s hood. 

The fear, the excitement and the gravity of his situation dizzied Jax as he instinctively followed John’s order. He raised his head slightly granting access to his mouth. The confusion and fear was overtaken by a need to serve as John’s familiar cock slid through his dry lips. 

Jax wondered to himself if he ever told John that his fantasies were filled with things like this being helplessly used by an unknown. It was listed right there at the top along with being in a threesome. 

His thoughts waned quickly and he was dropped back into ecstasy when the two men found a synchronicity in their combined assault on his orifices. Trying to moan, his sounds were muffled and resonated as a humming vibration against the cock filling his mouth. He was reduced to only whimpers of submission to the two others in the room. 

His attention was aroused back into the present when he heard the man’s deep voice call out his own impending release. “I’m gonna cum!” the man grunted. 

Jax’s mind centered on the voice more that the words it proclaimed. Deep and gravely, the man’s voice sent waves of electricity rippling through him. He didn’t care who it was, his baritone voice was like a sweet symphony to Jax’s ears. 

“Fill him!” John demanded from Jax side as the man behind him pushed deep into Jax and held his position. 

Jax almost lost his mind as the first of several pumps of the man’s cock swelled and relaxed inside him, timed nearly perfectly with a series of deep grunts and groans that he let escape into the air above him. The man didn’t move during his entire release, he unloaded all of his juices deep inside Jax. 

After several seconds, when the stranger was empty and his cock was starting to soften, the man withdrew himself and backed away from Jax. John followed suit pulling himself out of Jax’s mouth leaving an emptiness to consume both of Jax’s holes. 

He felt the bed shake around again as one or both men repositioned themselves before he felt fingertips lightly gliding across his back again. With a heavy smack to his already reddened ass, John mounted Jax and thrust himself into Jax’s center with out hesitation. 

There wasn’t even a hint of passion or gentleness as John pounded into Jax. John fucked him with shear lust, searching for his own release. The older man was breathing heavy as he worked himself in and out of Jax’s hole. Each time he bottomed out against Jax, he’d let out a soft grunt revealing his desire to find quick completion. 

With his mouth now unrestricted, Jax was groaning into his pillow as his channel was sustaining a relentless ravishing. Until this moment, he had been virtually unaware of his own desire for attention. 

He felt his own cock tighten against the skin of his stomach and thighs drawing his attention acutely to the tension of his own release. Lost in a furry of satisfaction, he felt himself throb twice before a slow stream of warm cum ejected from the slit in his cock and ooze down his bound legs. He yearned terribly to be able to milk his own orgasm out, but the straps wouldn’t allow him access. 

He groaned out in frustration feeling both satisfied yet unsatisfied in his orgasm while his shaft convulsed underneath him. 

Feeling Jax’s sphincter tightening against his cock, John slowed his pace for more of intense sensation from the pulsating restriction around his shaft bringing himself to the pinnacle of ecstasy. Both men’s moans, at the peaks of their erotic pleasure filled the small bedroom. 

John slowed even more, crying out as he shot streams of cum deep into Jax, backed up by the primal grunts and groans of a victorious hunt. Jax could hear the exertion in John’s heavy breathing when he pulled himself out leaving Jax gapping, folded and still bound. 

The seconds passed as Jax came down from his euphoric endorphin high. He realized that he was not being freed from his bonds and he hadn’t heard John make a sound since his last pleasured moan and a few breaths of recuperation. 

Jax had no way of knowing that the two men were knelt at the foot of his bed watching with kinky enthusiasm as cum leaked from him and puddled on the sheet below. He called out for John hoping that he wasn’t left exposed and unable to free himself.

Jax’s mind started to fill with fear and humiliation before the man unknown to Jax snickered a little at the dismay that Jax exhibited in those final moments. 

Knowing that he hadn’t been abandoned gave slight comfort to Jax, though he was still unsure what was going on in his temporary blindness. His mind raced at the possibilities. ‘Could there be another?’ he wondered, maybe even hoped. 

After a couple of minutes that felt like days to Jax, he felt his arm involuntarily move as John started to release him from captivity. About the time his left arm was freed and tingling from the blood returning to its normal flow, he heard the sound of his front door open and close again. Jax pulled the hood off of his head just seconds too late and missed catching the identity of his unknown top. 

With both arms finally loose from their bindings, Jax leaned back to allow clearer access for John who worked on freeing his legs beneath him. Rubbing the soreness he felt in his shoulders and looking completely used up, Jax collapsed onto the bed when his legs were loosed. 

John sat next to Jax and rubbed his hand over Jax’s well used ass and up his back. “You did good. See ya next week!”, he asked. 

“Absolutely!” Jax confirmed with an exhausted smile.