They story of how I met my wife.
Jonathan walked slowly towards Jacob, all the while, looking at the young man's somewhat stiffening manhood. "Are you enjoying this?" Jonathan said cruely as he stood just inches from Jacob. "Perhaps I should do something about that.." Jonathan's eyes lingered on the stiffening member
Jacob didn't know why, but he could feel himself getting hard. He didn't understand why, he wasn't turned on...It was probably just the fear and adrenaline.
Jonathan began to undress, first taking off his silken black shirt, then his black leather pants, leaving him standing nude before the bound man's eyes. his body was magnificent. He was tall, thin, and pale. A gothic dream. His body had not a mark or blemish on it. He had a small patch of pubic hair, neatly trimmed into a small triangle. The hair revealed his true hair colour, which was a dark brown colour. Below the patch of hair rose a stately 7 inch cock, which was completely hard, and even showing some precum.
Jacob immediately started shaking the chair, muffled screams came from his mouth, and his eyes were wide with terror. He knew what was going to happen. and he knew he would not enjoy it.
Jonathan removed some of the ropes, freeing him from the chair, but not freeing his hands or feet. Even though he looked so thin, Jonathan was able to pick Jacob up, and using some of the extra rope, tied his hands to the poles of the canopy bed. his head facing the head of the bed. his feet were bound in the same fashion, leaving him prone to anything Jonathan had in mind.
Jacob gave up after that. He knew there was no way out of it. If Jonathan could pick up him, he knew there was no way for him to excape. He hung his head, and a tear trickled from one eye. He steadied his breath, and waiting for the terrible things to start.
The first sensation, was moments later. a cool sensation, and then a sharp, stabbing pain in his anus told him what was going on. Jonathan had worked a finger inside of him, and was now swiftly moving it back and forth. his other hand snaked around and played with Jacob's hardening member. Jonathan smiled, hearing the muffled cries of his bound roommate.
A second finger was soon worked into Jacob's tight hole, and soon a third. Jacob felt warm, and sick inside. He prayed that it would all stop, and tried to block out the sensations in his own cock. Jonathan was slowly sliding his hand up and down Jacob's shaft as he pushed those fingers as deep as he possibly could, stroking the spot that caused even the straightest man to shiver in pleasure. When he felt Jacob was ready enough, he slowly removed them, and without taking his other hand away from Jacob's now pulsing cock, slowly eased himself into Jacob's loosened anus. At that moment, Jacob's body completely stiffened, and a shout was heard behind the gag.
Jonathan burried himself inside of Jacob, relishing the quiet wimpers from under the gag, as he thrusted violently, without care for the other man. the bed shook, and banged aganst the wall. Jacob prayed that Virgil would hear the noise and inquire what was going on. But Virgil never came, and Jonathan just kept pounding into him. He tried to clear his mind. To step outside of this horrible act. He tried to block out the feeling in his groin, and the pulsing member inside of him. He knew that Jonathan would cum soon. He just had to block it out for just a little longer, and then he could get away from him.
Noticing that Jacob was trying to block out this atrocity, Jonathan thrust himself deeper and deeper.