First Time Gay

So, I never heard from Lee again - except a random text telling me about a new bed that would let him tie me to it. I did reply, "when do you want me" but no reply. Strange as he did say at the time, "I'm so having that ass one day." Oh, Lee. I was willing. 

I imagined you picking me up at a local Metro station in your VW Fox. As we get in the car, you slap the cuffs on. Not those you can escape from, proper ones. You'd tell me the key is at home as you lean over and fasten my seat belt and set off. As we arrive at your flat in Wallsend, you give me your sweater to hold over the cuffs as you usher me inside and lock the door. Once again, you herd me up the stairs and to your room. The bed is ready, you tell me to get on it and fasten those leather ankle restraints before padlocking them. Wrist restraints are waiting for me too. You remove my tee shirt and pull my cuffed hands up toward the bed post and securely fasten one of those wrist restraints before uncuffing my hands so that the other wrist can be securely padlocked into the last leather cuff. 

You don't smile, but the look on your face is one of achievement. You have me. You loosen my belt, and unbutton my fly before leaning in to kiss me. Then, your tee shirt comes off, your jeans loosened and that monster cock released from its tight cotton prison. You slap my face telling me that I know what to do, and then introduce your erect penis to my soft, parted lips. I dutifully suck and tease your throbbing head as you slide the shaft in and out, careful not to make me gag - yet. You take my hair in one hand, hold me down and slide more inches in. I gag. I am punished for doing so as your other hand reaches into my GStar's and slaps my balls. You keep doing that every time I do something wrong. I struggle against my restraints, your penis is throbbing and making it hard to breathe. Your hold on me only tightens until you blow your wad straight down my throat. After this, you reach into the drawer and pull out my gag - leather, to cover my mouth with a plug for my mouth. It fastens at the back, as does my collar. 

You get up and wipe your cock on my tee shirt which you then throw onto my naked chest. I feel cum trickle over me. Before you leave, you ease my jeans and underwear down and roll me as far as I can go, telling me to stick my bum out. I feel a finger probe around my hole before it breaks me in, makimg a little space for the plug you give to me. You let me roll onto my back, taking the plug as far as I can, before you pull my jeans back up over my butt and re-do part of the button fly. 

Then you leave me. Tied, gagged, plugged with your discarded cum rag on my chest as i feel your cum slide down my throat. You turn out the light as you close the door on your way out. 

The room goes dark as I lie to ponder my predicament, and how long for.