Tied Up: The Gay Dom Next Door (His Neighbour's Secret Book 1) Read online

  Tied Up

  The Gay Dom Next Door

  By: Jesse Fuchs

  Published by Smutpire Press

  Copyright 2014 All Rights reserved

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  Tied Up

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  I lay on the bed as he shut the door behind him, his cum dripping out of my asshole, discarded; used. Turning over, I stared up at the ceiling. My heart was still racing from what had just happened. I had come a long way from the innocent boy my parents had raised.

  I waited a few minutes before standing up and getting into the shower, one of the few pleasantries in the room. He'd given no indication of when he would return; he kept all the control for himself.

  Like the steam that was filling the shower, memories of the weeks leading up to this point filled my mind, and I allowed myself to indulge in them...

  “Hey, Derrick,” Mr. Davis called out the window of his car as he always did. I waved to him as he pulled into his driveway before coming over to have a quick chat while I was setting up a bird bath in front of my house.

  “How’s school going?” he asked. “I hear you’re trying to get into med school. That’s got to be tough.”

  “Eh, it’s okay, I guess,” I replied.

  “Keep at it. Nobody likes quitters. If you want something in this life, you have to take it.”

  “I know,” I said, smiling shyly at him. “I'll try my best.”

  I don't think he knew what I would be up to later tonight, and I couldn't wait until later. Because of him, Fridays were my favorite day of the week.

  “Good,” he said before returning to his own house, leaving me to my task.

  He would go back inside, change out of his boring business casual clothes and into his good stuff, before heading out on the prowl.

  I perched myself on the couch near the picture window looking over the street, waiting eagerly for him to return. I enjoyed watching to see what kind of guy he would bring home. It helped me form a better mental picture for when I needed it.

  Just like clockwork, there he was again, dragging another handsome man into his house. It never seemed to take long to find something he desired. It was the same thing every weekend: he and some gorgeous guy would step out of his BMW and head straight for his house. This time he was a businessman - shiny black shoes, well-kept black hair, and in his early thirties.

  He’d been doing this for as long as I could remember. I started to get curious around the age of fourteen. I’d sit outside his window and listen to what he was doing with those men. I didn’t fully understand what was happening, but it provoked weird feelings inside of me, and I liked it.

  But as a fully-grown nineteen-year-old, I knew exactly what was going on. I would still occasionally sit outside his window and listen, picturing what he did to them as my hand would reach into my pants.

  They shut the door behind them and I snuck around the back, quietly making my way over to the window he always seemed to leave open. I could sit there beneath it without being detected, but I had to be careful not to rustle the gravel below too much.

  “Sit,” I heard him say. “Eyes closed.”

  I’d never seen the inside of his house, but I always imagined that there was a simple chair in the middle of the room on the other side of the window.

  “I told you to close your eyes,” Mr. Davis spoke again.

  “What are you going to do to me?” the man asked, a hint of nervousness in his voice.

  “Close them,” he repeated. “Hands behind the chair.”

  I could hear his shoes clomping against the wooden floor. Picturing him walking over to the man in the chair and tying him up always got my cock rock hard.

  “So, why are you here?” he asked. His voice was deep, like that of thunder rolling in the distance.

  “Your reputation,” the man replied.

  “Good, so you know how this works, then.”

  “I think so.”

  “Wait here.”

  “Hrmmmf.” He made a surprised grunt through the gag on his face, just like all the rest of them did.

  The sound of footsteps dissipated into the next room and didn't come back for a good ten minutes. I always hated when he did this. I just wanted to get off and get on with my night.

  “Spread ‘em,” he barked. The sound of a vibrator starting up in his hand sent shivers down my spine. It got louder as his footfalls came closer. I heard the man's groans intensify, my hand stroking my cock anxiously as I tried to keep pace with them. Their uncontrolled grunts always got me off.

  “If you cum, I’ll make you regret it,” I heard Mr. Davis whisper, but only barely. I could hear that the man was getting too close; he wouldn’t be able to hold it back much longer. He tried to speak.

  “What was that? I can’t hear you,” Mr. Davis replied. The man tried again with no success just before the unmistakable sounds of the chair legs shaking against the floor started, heralding his final eruption.

  His groans of pleasure were intense. My hand gripped tight and stroked furiously, almost pushing myself over the edge. I had to hold back. I didn’t want him to hear me.

  “You’re going to regret that,” Mr. Davis snarled. “This way.”

  My imagination took over as I pictured him leading his plaything to the next room, where he would submit himself further. I finished letting out my final groans as quietly as I could, afraid someone might hear me and know what I was doing.

  I got up and snuck back to my house to shower and finish up my hair before my best friend, Adam, showed up.

  “How about this one?” I held a black button up shirt in front of my fit body.

  “Hmm, nah. Too dark. Where’s that red one?” Adam questioned.

  “This one?” I held up a very seductive red shirt. It looked best with the top few buttons undone.

  “Yeah, that one!” he said. “Just match it with some nice jeans and we'll look hot together!”

  I put the slim fitting shirt on and threw on my best jeans. Looking in the mirror, I loved how strong the shirt made me look.

  “Nice!” he said.

  “Good, let's go grab another drink,” I replied, leading us out of my bedroom.

  “Think Daniels will be there tonight?” Adam asked hopefully.

  “I dunno,” I admitted. “I hope he is so you don’t keep buggin' me about him!” I smiled at him over my shoulder.

  “To The Lounge, cab man!” Adam exclaimed, pointing forward toward the windshield.

  I grabbed hold of Adam's seat from behind and pulled myself forward. “So, what are you going to do if he’s there?”

  “I’m gonna steal him before some other dick does, but I’ll have to be quick.”

  “Yeah, but how?” I replied. “He always has someone on his arm.”

  “We’re gonna have to get rid of whoever it is somehow. I might need you for that, though,” Adam said with a sly wink.

  When we got to the club, there was a long line as usual, but we knew the bouncers and they loved us, so we snuck around through the quiet back alley and met two beefy men at the back door. When they opened the door for us, music flooded out into the alley along with the rolling fog they used inside. The lights shone around us as we walked through the tables filled with people.

  We both leaned up ag
ainst the bar beside a well-dressed man. He turned his head and noticed us before returning his attention to his whiskey. He looked back over at us a couple more times before finally asking: “Can I grab you two a drink?”

  “Of course!” Adam said with a smile.

  He waved the bartender over. “Two for the young men, please.” He threw a twenty down on the table and signaled for the bartender to keep the change.

  “Thanks!” We smiled at the man before continuing around the bar.

  “I don’t see Daniels anywhere,” I said, turning to Adam. “Looks like you’re out of luck tonight.”

  “Let’s grab a seat over there.” He pointed to a small, round table with high, classy chairs. We watched the lights flash over the people on the dance floor.

  “There!” Adam pointed behind me.

  “What?” I asked as I turned my head. There he was, entering the club. “Aw, too bad. He’s got someone with him already.”

  “That’s okay, that little bastard's not going to be the one leaving with him.” Adam was determined tonight.

  We watched as Daniels walked over to the bar and got a drink. He cracked a joke before bringing his partner in close for a kiss.

  “What if it’s his boyfriend?” I asked.

  “Ha, you know how he is just as well as I do.” Adam’s eyes focused on him, waiting for an opportunity. “Let’s get closer.” He got up and led me to the bar next to them.

  I saw the man who bought the drink for us get up and start toward us. He smiled as he got close.

  “So, are you two together?”

  Adam didn’t even acknowledge him. He was staring intently at Daniels.

  “Well, yes and no,” I replied.

  “Oh? What does that—”

  Adam grabbed me and turned me around. He had no interest in that man at all.

  “Now!” He whispered in my ear. Daniels was now alone, facing the bar. Adam let go of me and walked around to his other side, leaning against the metal railing to intentionally get his attention.

  “How would you like to upgrade your lover for tonight, hun?”

  “An upgrade? Ha, you can’t upgrade from a sure thing, hun,” Daniels replied.

  “I’m a sure thing, and I’ll be much more fun than that little boy will be,” Adam responded.

  “Nah, not worth it.”

  “How about the two of us, then?” Adam asked, motioning to me. Daniels turned to me with intrigue in his eyes before turning back to Adam.

  “Both of you? Tonight?” he asked. Adam grinned and nodded.

  “Fine. Let’s go.” He put his drink down on the bar and walked to the exit. Adam grabbed my arm and followed.

  “What are you doing?!” I asked him.

  “Come on, trust me.”

  “What?! You just offered me to that guy without even asking!” I stopped.

  “Yeah, but he’s so hot, and you know his reputation. Come on!” He pulled me along again, out the door. We lost him in the crowd, so we waited in the archway out of the rain.

  “We’ve never even been in a threesome before, Adam,” I said.

  “It’s fine, just go with it. Trust me.”

  A black limo glistened in the rain before Daniels rolled down the tinted back window and waved for us to join him. We walked over and got in before the car drove off through the dark, wet streets.

  “Would you boys like a drink?” Daniels asked as he started pouring the first glass of champagne.

  Adam responded with an excited smile. “Sure!”

  “Do you two do this often?” he asked, handing us each a glass.

  “Yes,” Adam said, looking across him to me.

  “Good, this should be interesting, then.” He took a sip from his glass before turning to me. “Kiss him.” He nodded toward Adam.

  I looked nervously at Adam, not sure what to do. The two of us had exclusively been friends until this point. Adam nodded expectantly, setting his drink down. I followed his lead and leaned over to him with our lips meeting in front of Daniels. His were so soft, like nothing I'd ever kissed before.

  “Good,” Daniels said. “I thought you might have been lying.” His hand met my thigh and I could feel my chest clench with surprise. Daniels took my lips into his, the stubble on his face rougher against my skin than Adam's clean shaven face as he pulled me closer. He did the same to Adam. I didn’t know whether to just sit there or feel him up from behind as they kissed.

  I decided to just go with it. I moved closer and untucked the side of his shirt, sliding my hand underneath it to caress his abs as I moved in closer.

  Daniels leaned back into his seat. “Kiss again, but this time like you mean it.”

  Adam wiped his lips off and leaned over to me without hesitation, our lips meeting in front of him once again. He pulled my head in and started exploring my mouth with his tongue as I could feel Daniels' hand exploring down my side. He slowly slid between my shirt and jeans, giving him access to everything underneath. His hands were clearly searching Adam’s nether regions at the same time, and I could feel his kisses grow more passionate as the hand on my abs moved closer to my growing shaft, sliding slowly under my belt.

  The amount of pre-cum I had already produced surprised me as he rubbed his finger over the top of my cock. Adam started moaning in my mouth as Daniels' hands explored us.

  Daniels removed his hand and traced my body with his fingers, moving up to the buttons on my front, slowly unbuttoning them.

  “You boys are probably uncomfortable in these tight shirts.” He pulled on them to signal their removal. I took my clothes off with little hesitation, my nervousness almost completely gone now and what little reservations I had left were attributed to nothing but inexperience.

  Once we'd been reduced to only our underwear, Adam leaned over and pressed his lips against mine again. Daniels' hand drifted up my back, releasing tingles of pleasure everywhere he went. I moved my hand to Daniels' crotch, feeling the hardness beneath his pants.

  “Not yet, I’m not done watching you two,” he said as he pushed my hand away and continued watching us make out in front of him.

  Adam took this as a cue and climbed over Daniels, sitting on top of me. His warm legs brushed against my side as he got into position. I could hear Daniels pulling down his zipper over the sound of the traffic rushing by as Adam got more and more involved in me. Daniels grabbed my hand from Adam's back and placed it on his thigh, slowly moving it up his leg to his exposed cock. I grabbed it and he guided my hand up and down his shaft as he watched us making out beside him.

  The car came to a stop. “We’re here,” Daniels said as he pressed a button overhead. “James, would you be a gentleman and allow one of these young men to use your jacket for a moment?”

  “Of course, Mister Daniels,” James replied.

  Adam and I both covered up as the window separating us from the driver went down and a long jacket came through. Daniels handed it to Adam before giving me his own coat. We put them on and hid our clothes underneath as Daniels zipped up his pants and opened the door.

  We got out of the car, and to our surprise, we stood before one of the most luxurious apartment buildings in the city. James was standing by the large glass doors waiting for us. Adam nudged me with excitement as we followed Daniels to the doors. When we got there, James opened them for us and then led us to the elevator.

  “You boys ever been in a million dollar penthouse?” Daniels asked with a grin as the elevator door shut behind us.

  When we stepped out into his place, the view was breathtaking. There were windows all around us, giving a perfect view of the city lights. He led us over to a large sofa bed as James turned the dial to turn on the fireplace.

  “How about you two make yourselves at home and we will start up again where we left off?” he asked as he lay down on the sofa.

  Adam dropped the jacket he was wearing to the floor, his cock still standing strong beneath his underwear. He made his way over to Daniels, taking only a quick lo
ok back at me and I dropped my jacket, too. Daniels grabbed my hand as I approached the sofa bed and laid me down after we kicked off our shoes and removed our remaining underwear.

  I could feel the warmth radiating from Adam's crotch as he got on top of me and threw his hair to one side, leaning down to resume kissing me. I heard the same sound of Daniels’ zipper once again as well as the sound of a plastic wrapper as Adam's chest pressed down against mine.

  Adam let out a deep groan of pleasure as his weight was forced forward, his chest pressing against my chin now as Daniels stuck his cock deep inside his ass. I began kissing Adam's neck and holding him steady for Daniels, his moans loud in my ear.

  Daniels tossed Adam to the side and forcefully flipped me over. My eyes wide in anticipation as lube was spread all over my tight asshole. The tip of his cock began pressing against me, and as I relaxed it began to slip inside easily. I grabbed onto Adam's cock and squeezed him tight, barely able to stroke him. I could feel Daniels' balls hit me with each powerful thrust before he stopped momentarily.

  “James,” he called out.

  Adam and I looked over to see James walking toward us, tossing his bowtie on the ground and unbuttoning his shirt, revealing an incredibly sexy body. I lay there in awe as he pulled his massive erection from his pants and climbed onto the sofa bed. His body was dimly lit in the glow of the city lights as he grabbed Adam by the waist and threw him down beside me, completely helpless.

  James plunged his massive cock deep inside of Adam as he strained, his legs wrapping around James' strong back, pulling him in deeper. Daniels did the same as he climbed back on top of me. I was glad. I didn’t know if I could handle James’ massive cock. I was sure it would stretch me to my limits.

  Daniels pulled out before laying down beside me. He dragged me on top of him, inserting himself back inside of me from below. The sound of James’ hips slapping into Adam’s ass turned me on, and I closed my eyes and stroked my cock as Daniels pounded me from below. I heard the slapping beside us come to a halt.