My disclaimer: This story is male-male in nature and involves forced sex, spanking, and pissing. If you're not interested in that, please don't leave negative feedback. Enjoy.
It was a brutally hot and humid day in the Midwest; a typical summer. I wanted to take advantage of the nice weather and wash my car. It's been a couple of weeks of relentless rain and storms and it's taken a toll on the shine of my baby. Unfortunately, because of all the rain we've had this summer and the high temperatures, it's horribly humid out. I'm always more horny in the summer than in the winter. The hot weather really makes my fantasies stand out more, not to mention my cock.
I brave the oppressive humidity and heat and head outside to wash my car. I've dressed somewhat sparingly, wearing only a thin, old, super tight t-shirt and short-shorts. I love my cut-off denim shorts, I made them from an old pair of worn-out jeans a few years ago and I wear them often, but not in public. They don't hide much, but they make me feel sexy and it's so hot out that when I'm wearing this outfit I get somewhat excited. It's almost like I'm being an exhibitionist, even though I know that nobody will see me. My yard is fenced in so I could be naked and nobody would know the difference. My cock would hang out the bottom of my shorts if I let it, they're that short. Sometimes, I do let it hang out, just to make me even feel more like an exhibitionist.
I pulled out my washing supplies and unwrapped the hose in the backyard and started spraying the car. I've already pulled my car onto the grass in the backyard in the shade to cool it off a bit. Every once in a while I ease up on the pressure of the hose nozzle and spray up in the air to create a cold mist to cool me off a bit. Of course, this makes me soaking wet. It's ridiculously humid out and I was soaking wet from my own sweat anyway. But, like I said, I'm in my fenced-in backyard anyway so who cares, nobody can see me back here anyway.
My thin t-shirt is clinging to my upper body, showing off my hard work at the gym. I'll never be a pumped-up muscle-head, but I've got just about no fat on my body and a few years of working out with pull-ups, running, and crunches have tightened my torso and I look pretty good if I do say so myself. My ass is pretty tight, too. Squats and lunges have done wonders for my figure-skater-like cheeks. With these short-shorts on, I think that I look hot enough to match the temperature.
As I'm washing the front driver's side wheel, bending over scrubbing the tire with a brush, I hear some rustling and stand up and start to turn around but someone grabs me from behind! They're almost crushing me with their bear hug around my waist. They're bending backwards and my feet come off of the ground, their waist grinding into my soaking wet shorts and I can feel a bulge on my ass. I know they have a hard on and I also know that I'm in for trouble, unless it's just a friend of mine goofing around. I don't recognize the arms and hands around my waist and I try to wiggle free but there's no way that's happening, they've got an iron grip on me and they're dry humping my ass through their pants.
It seems like minutes, but it's probably only seconds before they finally speak. "Don't do anything to cause trouble or you'll get more trouble than you've ever wanted." Now I know I'm in trouble.
I shout, "WHAT THE?! Who are you? What do you want? I don't have any money on me. Please don't hurt me, I'll do anything you say, just don't hurt me."
Being a young, single man who hasn't been in a relationship for months, I'm always fantasizing about being taken by force and made into someone's sex slave for the day. Could this really be happening? I should have been wishing to win the lottery, I didn't know I'd have this much power over my fantasies. I probably caused this by wearing these skimpy clothes, but I didn't think anyone could see me back here. Who is this guy? Do I know him? Is it the delivery guy? The post man? One of the lawn service guys? A painter? I have no idea, especially since I haven't seen his face. I don't recognize his voice either.
