So Harold and I fell into a pattern: he would get home from work between 6:00 and 6:30 and within 15 minutes of his arrival, I would be naked in his apartment with his cock in my mouth. Over the next three week, I must have swallowed a gallon of his cum. Harold fucked my ass while I was in every position possible: on my back, on my elbows and knees, riding him, bent over a table, bent over a stool and tied up to a sawhorse in Harold's playroom. And it was tied up on the sawhorse I found myself one Friday evening.
Harold had bent me over and tied my ankles and wrists to the legs of the sawhorse. He put a belt around the middle of back and cinched it tight so I was unable to lift up. I was blindfolded and Harold had put a tight ring around my cock and balls. He was on his knees behind me, spreading my ass cheeks and eating my ass with long tongue strokes and then deep tongue and finger penetrations. My legs were shaking from the intense sensations and hearing him moan and groan as he ate my asshole. He was opening me open over and over again and licking deeper inside me. I could feel a finger on either side of ass as he pulled me open and then buried his tongue inside me. I must have been vocalizing and saying yes over and over again. A strong slap on my ass brought me back to reality.
"Be quite, boy," he said, and went back to work on asshole. Several minutes passed with him eating me and I kept expected to feel him rise up behind me and plunge his cock in. Instead, there was what sounded like a knock at Harold's door.
"They're here," he said. One of the glass plugs Harold kept in the room was pushed inside me. My ass took the familiar feeling over being full and there was the temporary thrill of the cold glass inside my ass. Harold left the room and closed the door.
Who was here I wondered. Harold hadn't mentioned anything about someone else coming over. I could hear him talking in the other room and sounded like three voices. I wondered how long I was going to be kept waiting to find out my fate. I could hear the door open and footsteps. Of course, my ass was facing the door with the glass plug in place. I could sense some step in front of me and a hand under my chin lifted my head up. A hard cock was at my lips and I open my mouth take it in. I didn't think it was Harold's cock and as his thrusting into my mouth and throat began, I could tell by the rhythm of his strokes it was Harold. I concentrated on pushing my tongue out and relaxing my throat to take his cock when I felt the plug in my ass roughly pulled out.
