I am one of these lucky husband who work from domicile while the wife commutes to the office staff only to take back home at dinner time. But I am not alone. My nephew keeps me upright company, we share the same passion for things I would not presume do with my hard-working former half.

It was a beautiful Dec day, cold enough to make you desire halt home…and play games just before the holidays. So, right after the married woman left, Greg and I started our small fun prison term. I gave him complete control condition to direct and put in place any scenario he thought would lead us to a great orgasm.

"I want you to do your best,"I said taking off my bathrobe and revealing my hard-on,"show me what you can come up up with !"

Greg was already raw as he is always when my married woman is out of the house. He turned the heating on high and left the room only to hark back seconds later holding two of my belts.

"come closer,"he asked me and I did. He grabbed my balls and pulled them down, then pulled them very hard towards him tying one of the whang around them. He tightened it well, then he fastened the second belt to the end of the first one and tugged hard decent to make me lose my balance, then he said,"Follow me !"

We went to the office, him ahead of me pulling me by the balls. He knelt down and tied the former end of the secondment belt around the just leg of the part chair.

"On all IV !"he commanded and pushed me down. I complied.

"creep !"he ordered again and, when I did so, the chair followed behind me.

He went back and brought another rap, this time it was a thin and narrow one my wife the likes of to wear. Greg folded it and swiftly whipped my butt cheeks, then again a couple more times until I moaned with pain.

"Shut up and observe pulling the chairperson !"he said, only this meter he sat on it.

I slowly pulled with all my might and the make-do buggy started rolling again, my master brimming with joy like a Roman prizefighter triumphantly riding his chariot around the Colosseum. I could feel the belt credit crunch my balls, pulling them severe and with them pulling my hard cock down and between my second joint.

He whipped me a few more metre and each fourth dimension the belt left fortunate fall guy on my skin.

"Please,"I managed to mumble,"enough…"

Another whipping made me stop, only this clip he aimed at my squished nut. He hit me grueling twice, maybe three more times while I kept pulling the chair with him. No admiration my peter started drooling pre-cum juices leaving a glazed run on the hardwood floor.

Then suddenly, in spite of my tremendous effort, the professorship was stuck.

"Pull !"he shouted again whipping my ass. As he was sitting facing my stretched ballock, he raised his wooden leg and rested his fundament on my buttocks impudence. I felt his pushing adding to a greater extent tension to the two belts that linked my glob to the chair.

"Pull !"he shouted again and whipped my back.

I moaned with hurting when I managed to force my master again and realized the wheels of the chair were now on the carpet making it unmanageable to vagabond like before, like a car stuck in mud.

I did my skillful and pulled my chariot until we reached the hardwood floor again. Only this time, my captain was pushing hard my buttocks with his feet. By doing so, he must cause noticed my asshole was not utilized as it deserved and ordered me to take him to the lavatory.

We reached our destination through another round of carpet-covered floors. He checked the draftsman where we keep our sex toy and puled a little cigarette hype. He made me lick it and he spit on my fix, then pushed the plug in me. He played with my maw respective times, spiting and stretching any way he liked. Then he reached out for our big butt plug, a introduce I bought my wife for Valentine's.

It was the shape of a bright red kernel with rounded edges, some 2.5 column inch at its widest and almost 2 inches fatheaded and about 4 inch long. Its surface was covered with silicone polymer but the inside was made of metal to give it weight. It ended in a metal ring for promiscuous removal.

My boy took a bottle of torso oil and made sure he squeezed a respectable measure of it in my ass, then smeared some more oil around my yap and on the red heart-shaped plug. He used his fingers to afford me up ; two, then three, then four, in and out a few times spreading the lube. He placed the plug's tip right on my yap and pushed slowly, then a little harder but I could not claim it. He thought a moment and pushed the chair out of the bathroom and closed the door catching the belt that tied me to it between the door and the frame. This way, my balls would leave no room for me to wiggle my organic structure succeeding time he pushed the plug inside me.

He started pushing again, gently but firmly.

"thrust your ass open !"he ordered and I did my best.

While I was thinking there is no way I can need this chew, he gave another firm push and I gasped. The plug was in, my stretch sphincter already starting to hug it with excitement.

"Good ass !"Greg said and smirked.

He tugged on the hack a bit to make sure it was sitting the right way. Then with the help of the protruding alloy ring, he turned it slowly which made its mismatched width butter churn my rectum, then he turned it the early way and made me push it out without any success.

"require me to the kitchen, donkey !"he asked.

I pulled my master and his chariot once more to the other end of the house. In the kitchen, he searched for a string that he tied around the metallic element ring protruding out of my ass. He tugged a few sentence and each time the nag pushed against my sphincter muscle only to pass down and hit my prostate gland when Greg stopped pulling. It was a heavenly feeling either way !

He sat on the chairperson again, his feet on my cheeks, and asked me to get him to the office.

It was not easy. On the way there, Greg pulled the drawing string a few times and I felt my guts would spill out either through my asshole or through the hole my ripped lump would pass on soon.

I was ready to cum. I stopped pulling like a gentle ass, moved back a slight to decrease the tensity of the whang and lowered my upper dead body. Greg was quick to acknowledge and nimble to act.

First off, he jumped off the chair and kicked it away pulling my balls violently, giving me shudder. Then he knelt right in front of me and held my head with both his hands, each of his medal on my ears, his fingers covering the nape of my cervix and his ovolo right next to my intrude shoving more than half of his eight hard inches in my mouth. Wanting to please him as a true slave, I looked up and saw he had the drawstring to my cordiform fire hydrant between his teeth. On the first paroxysm shooting my sperm and while my arsehole was at its tightest, my boy shook his fountainhead back and up pulling the plug out of my trembling orifice.

As this happened quite unexpectedly, I twitched and moaned. Greg grabbed the opportunity and blocked my nostrils with his ovolo, then, when I tried to breathe through the mouth, instead of air, my lungs pulled his cock down my throat.

I swallowed his heaviness and I am for certain this is what his cock needed, a good rub against my Adam's apple. He started pumping his sperm down my larynx while I gasped for air.

My boy managed to violate me in different ways at the same time.

When he had no more manjuice to give me, he pulled his cock slowly until I felt it pop out of my throat. He milked it a few times to realise sure I would get the live on drop and when out of my mouth, he slapped me in the face with his peter like saying"I am the chief ”.

While I was still on all fours, my boy crawled next to me, took the cordate jade and dipped it in the pool of my sperm that I made on the floor below me. Without anything to say, he placed its tip right on my smart maw and pushed it halfway in. Once again, I had no chance to react when he swiftly pushed it past my anal retentive anchor ring ; this time, I twitched and was able to let out a moan.

I assume it took me some time to find as I suddenly noticed he was dressed and ready to leave.

"I am going for some last minute shopping, just gain trusted you clean everything before auntie is back !"he said.

First thing I did, I liberated my testicle that had turned purple. I put everything back where they belonged and wiped the story. After all was done and while taking a shower, I pulled my target ballyhoo out slowly, washed it and stored it in its usual place.

Pleased of my boy's onward motion, I went to bed to take a rest.

Next day, he told me this was a game some officers played with him in jail and thought I would like it.

I did not like it, I loved it !

"But,"I asked,"you had butt spark plug in jail ?"

"Oh, no,"he answered,"instead of a ass hack, it was a warden's rooster in my ass. They all loved the way my face rubbed their cocks when I crawled ! ”