Double ball gag hotel fun

I'd blown Geoff outside a bar a few weeks ago. It was one of my first real gay encounters. I've only recently given in to my desires for another man. He picked me up in the bar and out went. He called me a few days ago to set up another meeting. Something better than the back seat of his Blazer. 

At the hotel, we embraced and he gave me a little kiss. Then he produced a large red rubber ball hanging from two long, wide leather straps. He said it would be fun to gag ourselves together and edge for a while. He said it sternly. Like I didn't have a choice. This is what we are doing.

I'm still new to this, so I felt like this might be normal for gay men to do. It probably is, but I was nervous anyway. 

"Don't be nervous. We can get to know each other a little more and have some fun."

We are sitting on the bed. He slowly puts the ball into my mouth. It is soft but really big. I have to work to get it in as far as he says it needs to be. All the way inside my mouth. Filling it completely. One of the wide straps wraps back around my head and buckles tight. The other one is hanging from the ball under my chin.

"Give me your hands back here."

I look over my shoulder at him, questioning his request. He quickly pulls my arms back and expertly binds my wrists together with a thick strap. 'Click' goes the plastic clasp. 

"Mummph?"

He gently pulls me to the floor, kneeling. He wraps another strap around my ankles buckling it tight. Then another strap loops between my ankles and my wrists stretching my arms back. I'm completely helpless. Being tied and gagged was new to me. It seemed kinky and sexy when he described it, but I'm not feeling quite so sure now.

After he pulls up my shirt, he leans in and kisses me. Licking and kissing my warm, nervous face. His shirt comes off as he begins to fumble with some additional bondage straps. He secures his ankles then ties a strap around one of his wrists. He leaves a small loop in the strap. Now for the romantic part!

About a quarter of the soft rubber ball is showing from my mouth. He pulls at the second strap back behind his neck, forcing it into his mouth. We both need to turn out heads a bit to the right. He pulls and buckles, then pulls it even tighter. Our lips are forced and pressed together. We share the ball half and half. I feel like we are kissing with a big fat tongue helping us. We are both drooling a lot. There isn't any room between our mouths. Our lips are sliding against each other, wet and warm. It's a deep, romantic force-fed kiss. I'm getting hard.

We are both groaning and moaning from the tight gagging. I'm wondering if this is really for pleasure. My mouth and jaw are sore already. We have only been like this for a minute. I look up. Our eyes meet. He is struggling with his wrist binding. His eyes look worried. I think he's already pushed his hand through that loop and now it's tight around his wrist. Much too tight.

I lean over his shoulder to peek, pulling his face with mine. His wrists are strapped in. The strap is making his hands turn purple. I'm pulling at my bindings with no success. We take a moment to assess our situation, looking into each other's eyes. I wasn't very nervous at this time. I figured he has done this a few times and has a plan B for escape. But the scared, shaking look in his eyes made me start shaking myself! 

It seemed like for a moment we figured we may as well try to enjoy our predicament a little. Geoff snuggled up close to me, rubbing your chests and cocks together. The kissing made more sense now. We were both hard, but neither of us could cum. Tomorrow morning room service will certainly find us. Right?

He keeps trying to tell me something. But we are well mouth gagged to silence. Two hours into our ordeal I hear the door unlocking from the outside. I frantically look at my bondage partner. He has a look of well, we are fucked now, in his eyes.

In comes a large middle-aged man. He looks us over and begins to laugh. He is checking the bindings around our wrists and ankles. He looks the gag over, pulling at the very tight straps around the backs of our necks.  "It seems I get the both of you. That is much more than I bargained for!"

The man puts his hand on Geoff's shoulder. Geoff starts to squirm and resist. "It's too late, fucker. You did this to yourself."

Helpless and confused, I squirm a little bit, but I know I'm not going anywhere. The man has his hands on our heads pulling us closer together. He is kissing and licking our faces. Pushing his warm wet tongue between our mouths licking our lips and telling us how he is going to spend the rest of the day.

"Geoff was supposed to get you all tied up. But he fucked that up, didn't he? He got tied up too, stupid boy. I've never been lucky enough to get Geoff alone. But today, my friend," Looking at Geoff, " it's you and me, and your little gay faggot buddy here."

Geoff is squirming and making desperate sounds. He seems pretty nervous. That's making me even more nervous. The man's hands are on our chests now, pinching our nipples as we try to cry out from the rough groping. 

Now his hands are behind us, rubbing our butts. I feel him slipping a wet finger up my butt. I've never had anyone do that before! Geoff is uncomfortable too. We are both struggling and making whining and high-pitched little squeals. "I'm just getting you two warmed up for what's coming next."

The man unbuckles the strap holding my side of the ball in. I'm so thankful as it pops out of my mouth. But now the man kissing me. His stubble is scratching my face. His long wet tongue pushes deeper and deeper into my sore drooling mouth. His fingers find my butt hole again. I'm trying to wiggle away and fight his kissing at the same time. He is loving it!

He looks at me. I look back. "You are a good kisser, sweetie."

Geoff is rolled to the side of the bed. The man tightens his wrist and ankle straps and orders him to stay put. Geoff seems happy to be off the hook. He rolls over and stays still.

The man looks at me. "You will be kissing my cock now."

Before I can say "Please don't!", I'm thrown on my side and my mouth filled with his hard, filthy cock. I try to turn away but it's clear I better do what he says. With him holding my hair and pinching one of my nipples, I suck and suck and suck and suck. "Fuck!"

We work around where he can throat fuck me while he's pushing a couple of fingers up my butt. I'm fighting the uncomfortable bindings and trying to breathe somewhere between his thrusts and throat stuffing. I choke and almost puke when he fills my mouth with a surge of warm, sticky goo. He pulls my hair even harder and orders me to swallow. 

Geoff is staring at us out of the corner of his eye. He looks terrified. 

"Don't worry, Geoff bitch. I'll be sure to save plenty for you."

The gag comes out of Geoff's mouth. I get it back. Pushed in again even tighter than before. Our room has two queen beds. Geoff is dragged onto the other one. He is fighting the best he can. The man shoves a washcloth or something in his mouth. He has a thin roll of tape, like electrical tape with him he uses to hold the cloth in. Wrapping it several times around Geoff's face and head. 

Under the bedspread, the man plays with Geoff. Geoff is pushed face down on the bed with the man on top of him. Pretty soon the man is pumping up and down. Geoff is trying to scream and cry out as he gets fucked. The bed is rocking, bouncing off the wall with every thrust. It's really hard and fast. The man is grudge fucking him "like he owes him money". Geoff can't take it. He stops crying and passes out right there. 

Without hesitation the man hops out of bed, sporting his huge, dripping wet hard-on, and climbs back in with me. "I'll finish with you, fuck face!"

He gets me laid out over the bed the way he wants me. Facedown, with my head in the pillows. With a rough grip around the back of my neck, he climbs on. He roughly slips his cock between my cheeks and presses hard. He then proceeds to fuck my brains out as well. 

When I wake up my bindings are loose and laying around on the bed. The ball gag is on the floor next to Geoff. It looks like the man may have pushed him there and fucked him one more time before he left. Geoff was still tied up pretty well. He was awake too, but not moving much. 

"What the fuck was that. Geoff?"

"That guy is my Uncle. Sort of. He is my sister's X husband. We had a little thing a while back but we never really did anything more with it. I've introduced him to a few of my friends. I'm sure he has fucked them all. I was going to introduce him to you last night. But I got all caught up in our little kinky ball gag fun. Sorry I couldn't warn you."

I took a shower and felt pretty good. Thinking about how I'd had been bound up and gagged with Geoff, then ravaged by this strange man got me horny again. I came out of the bathroom ready to fuck something. Geoff owed me some payback. 

I strangely took an aggressive posture with him. "You can suck me off or I'll pound your ass hole you fucker. Which will it be?"

I figured he wasn't ready to get butt fucked again. Probably wouldn't be again for a while. While he was sucking me off I was a little different than I've been in the past. Usually, I'd lay back and enjoy anything I was getting. But today I wanted more. This fucker set me up. he needed to pay for it.

"Choke it down, you fuck! Don't stop until I tell you, bitch!"

After I choked him real good with my cock and my cum, I slapped his face and left him on the floor in a pool of slippery sweat and cum. I waited until he begged me to release him. 

The next day he called me to ask for another meeting. He said he'd never been treated so hard and ruthlessly before. I thought he was talking about his Uncle. But it was me. I accepted my role of Master and Alpha male. It was fun and satisfying being in charge. And Geoff behaved and followed my every order. As did the many other little fags I fucked after that. I suppose I can thank Geoff and his Uncle for that.

Billy