Fratboy bondage games

Tony kept his end of the deal with Drew, took it easy on him with the pledge cleanup duties. But his mind kept going back to the Friday hookups, and the night he spend tightly restrained and ballgagged. 

Tony was getting hard at just the thought of what else might happen with his new bondage buddies. And now, he was getting the gear ready in a backpack to bring to the gay bar to meet with John again. But he was still a little nervous about going to a public place like a bar. He didn't quite know what to expect. What do you wear to a gay leather bar when you don't have any leather? 

Tony put on an ensemble that would highlight his physique and make all those hours at the gym worth it. Tight black shirt, tight jeans. He flexed a little in the mirror, and rubbed his chest a bit. Satisfied, he grabbed the backpack and headed out the door.

"Can I see some ID, boy?" The burly bouncer asked Tony once he walked through the front door of the bar. He eyed it,then had him open his backpack. He looked in and saw the bondage gear and smiled. "Nice. Hottie like you will definitely get some action," he winked and leaned in to whisper into Tony's ear. "And if you don't... come see me."

"Uh, thanks, I'll keep that in mind," Tony said, still feeling a bit nervous but appreciating the compliment. He looked the bouncer up and down. Built like a fucking mountain. Leather pants. Leather vest. Definitely owning the part. 

He walked in and sat down at the bar, ordering a Corona from the shirtless bartender. He pulled out his phone and texted John, to tell him he was at the bar. 

Hey, bro. I'm in the backside.

"Excuse me, the backside is...?"

Bartender pointed the way, a turn just past the bathroom, and down the steps.

"And I can take this with me?" Tony asked, gesturing to the beer.

"Yup. Pretty quiet night but you might get some. Good luck."

Tony got his stuff and walked down the dark hallway and stairwell. Posters on the wall advertised theme nights. On Fridays and Saturdays, apparently, if you didn't wear some leather gear, you had to strip down to your underwear to enter the backside. 

He stepped in and saw maybe 10 or 12 men there. Some flirting with each other. One guy was on his knees, clearly giving another a blowjob, right there in the middle of everyone. The bartender here was shirtless, too. But he had a leather harness on. Leather armbands. And unlike the bartender in the main hall, this guy was wearing just a jockstrap, his asscheeks bouncing around as he walked. 

Gay porn was playing on mute on TV screens. Along one wall, there was something that looked like a cross except it looked more like an X-- with rings and straps. A few feet away from that was a chair with its own straps. Further down, a little stage with a couple of poles. In another corner, there Tony saw a leather sling. He saw a sign pointing to another hallway, saying "private rooms $10 each." Tony was absolutely mesmerized by it all. 

He scanned the room and recognized John. As he made his way deeper in, the other men started to notice the new arrival. He was getting smiles. Winks. One "casually" brushed his hand against Tony's crotch. Another tapped his ass as he walked past.

"Hey, John."

"Hey, man," John smiled and got up to embrace his new buddy. They held onto each other, and started to caress each other a bit. John moaned as he felt Tony's hand move down to his ass, and stay there. 

"How's that feeling after Friday?" Tony asked.

"Still a bit sore."

"You know I want it...."

"I bet you do, fucker."

They laughed, and kissed each other, then let go and sat down.

"So, you come here often?" Tony asked.

"Yeah, every once in a it," John said. "It's pretty fun. Especially on weekends, but it can be nice without the bigger crowds, too."

"So how do you come here and you've never had a cock up that ass of yours? I mean look at you."

John laughed. "Well, obviously people her are into pretty rough sex but everyone respects limits. No means no. Simple as that. I'm good for a blowjob and ropes and cuffs and gags. And you would have a pretty good time here, too."

"Think so? I mean I'm so new at this..."

"Yeah, but I saw your horny ass Friday. You'll fit right in here. I mean... it seemed like you liked it, right?'

"No... yeah, I fuckin' loved it. Why do you think I'm here?"

"Well, I mean, you have some stuff that belongs to me, right?" John nodded at Tony's backpack.

"Yeah, so, here you go."

John inspected the contents of the backpack. Everything was in there. He had his own duffel bag with him, too. He'd put everything in there when it was time. And it wasn't, yet.

"So, Tony, I think the best way for you to get used to it all is to just dive right the fuck in," John said.

"Thought we did that Friday night?" Tony was puzzled.

"Yeah but I mean I can tell you're still nervous about being here, and you really don't have to be... this could be like your second home."

"So what do you have in mind?"

"What do you think? We've got the gags, the cuffs. Plenty of places here to attach them to," John glanced around. "And plenty of guys here who would love to see you like that."

"Ummm is it safe, though... I mean I don't wanna catch anything."

"Dude... like I said... no one is going to do anything you don't consent to. Now turn around and put your hands behind your back."

Right on cue, almost without thinking, Tony swiveled around on his stool and had his hands behind him. John fastened the cuffs. These were belted to a leather collar, which John clasped around Tony's neck. John sure as shit had a lot of this bondage stuff. Tony heard some hollering and whistling as the other men took notice of what was going on. 

"What kinda gag do you want this time?" John whispered softly. 

"Surprise me."

Tony heard John rummage through his duffel for a moment, then toss it back down. John pulled a leather panel with a large protrusion in front of his face. 

"Open wide!"

Tony complied, and felt it enter past his lips. The plug was soft and thick. He felt pre-cum ooze out of his now fully erect dick as John tightened the strap behind his neck.

"How's it feel?"

"Mmmmmmmm..."

"Now, let's walk you over here..."

John walked his friend over to the stage and helped him up the step. He pulled his shirt up over his head to expose his chest. Then pressed him against one of the stripper poles. 

"Hmm... fuck... hold on." John undid the leather cuffs, confusing Tony for a second. Why would he let him go so soon? But no. He tugged at Tony's arms, then re-fastened the cuffs. Now Tony got it. He was now cuffed to the pole. 

"Mmm mmmph?" Tony tried to ask what next, but of course, this plug gag was quite effective.

John smiled, then slid down to his knees. He caressed Tony's thighs and voluptuous ass through the jeans. He unzipped and pulled the jeans down. And was hit in the face with Tony's hard cock.

"Haha! This is familiar territory!" John kissed the tip and tasted the precum. "Nice! Going commando just for today! But ummm this would've been a sexier show with a thong or jockstrap. Just for future reference."

"Mmmmshow?" Tony mumbled. Then realized again that he was on a stage, strapped to a stripper pole, with a dozen men looking at him, smiling and rubbing their crotches. Even the one that was so focused on servicing his partner a few minutes ago. And now that he saw his face, he realized he recognized him.

"Yeah. Give the boys a show. Ride that fuckin pole, man."

"MMmow? Mmmmound!"

"It's not that hard man. Here let me show you."

John walked over to the other pole and slowly just rubbed his clothed ass up and down. Tony started to mimic him. It was definitely tougher with the bindings. But he could at least get the basic up and down motion. 

"Yeah that's it baby!" "Woohooo!" The cheers from the little crowd gave Tony some encouragement. Goddamn, how did he get to this point where he was now basically a bondage stripper....?

John was touching him again, kissing his neck and pinching his nipples. Tony moaned hard into the gag. He saw a couple of dollar bills start flying their way.

"So, let's talk a little about limits... how far you willing to go?" John said.

To be continued....