Work and Play (M/M)
Posted: Mon Jan 17, 2022 9:07 am
Hey all, something I wrote up off a random idea and image I had. Also my first foray into the "for Adults" section, so here goes!
It was a warm evening, and Matt and Lucas were the last two guys left on the construction site. It was a new house, basically just wood and frames at this point. The air was dusty from the day's work, and the pair were just getting ready to wrap up and head home. But first, Lucas had a surprise for his friend.
"Hey Matt, wanna see something? Meet me in the basement!" Lucas teased, and then he ran off. Both men were dressed in their normal work clothes: jeans held up by belts, white t-shirts, black work gloves, and construction vests. The only differences between them were that Matt had lost his shirt at some point during the day, leaving his bare chest visible, and that Lucas was wearing work boots while Matt was wearing a pair of worn-down sneakers instead. Both men were about as dusty as the air, and as sweaty as you could expect from a long and hard day's work.
Now, a bit of history about these two is that they've been best friends since high school. Matt, the elder of the pair, was 28 years old and sported some brown stubble on his face. Matt was of nordic descent, shown in his deep and low voice. Lucas, the younger, was 27 and clean-shaven. Most people knew him for his slight southern drawl. Both of them were muscled as expected from their profession, and roughly the same height. The two of them did nearly everything together, first in school and now in work, and were generally just an inseparable duo.
Matt groaned. "Alright, this better be worth my time! I should be going home already!" But he was smiling, and followed Lucas down the stairs. The basement was still unfinished, and just a collection of support beams anywhere. When Matt got to the bottom, he looked around for a second trying to find his friend. Suddenly, Lucas grabbed Matt from behind and maneuvered him into a chokehold! Matt didn't seem afraid, he realized that it was Lucas, but that didn't stop him from putting up a hell of a fight. The two were evenly matched normally, but Lucas got the drop this time and that was what allowed him to subdue his friend.
Panting and now being contained by Lucas' arms, Matt asked "Alright, alright, you got me. What's your plan here, asshole?" Lucas chuckled.
"I've been planning this for a while, you're going to love it. You've seemed a bit stressed recently, and I wanted to help you relax." He then walked Matt over to a very specific set of supports: Matt was looking at two vertical beams about an arm's length apart, plus a horizontal beam about 8 feet up. He raised an eyebrow. Lucas continued, "I'm gonna let you go, no runnin' now. I grabbed you fair an' square." Matt resigned and agreed, and Lucas moved over to grab a nearby box.
"Alright, so here's the deal." Lucas continued, now grinning. "I'm gonna tie you up to these here beams."
Matt stepped back. "What?! Hell no!"
Lucas just kept taking ropes from his box. "Come on, you know you'll enjoy it." Matt paused. He did know that, and he had told Lucas that he was into getting tied up a few years ago. His friend was right. "I just wanna have some fun," Lucas continued to whine, "it's been too long since we've done that!"
Matt shifted around on his feet, thinking. "Well... fine, you're right. You grabbed me anyway, if you wanted to force me to do this you could've just slept me." Matt laughed a bit, and his deep laugh echoed around the basement a little. "I trust you, though you might be answering for this later." Matt relaxed his stance and walked towards the beams Lucas had been referring to.
"Alright, cool. I'll welcome your revenge with open arms later." Lucas had finally sorted out some of the ropes he wanted to use. "I've been planning this for a while, and I wanna try something wild. So bear with me."
And Matt beared with him. Mostly. It was a process, but Lucas was able to accomplish what he wanted. Matt was stood between the beams and had his wrists tied behind his back. Then Lucas hooked rope around the top of the structure and under Matt's arms, and worked from there to build a harness to hold his friend. The finishing touches came when Lucas bent Matt's legs back and up slightly, binding the ankles together and arching Matt's back a bit. Matt was now airborne, but secure. The light that was streaming into the basement from an unfinished window cast itself over the bound man's frame, and the various sets of loops holding him aloft. Lucas thought Matt looked like a statue, almost.
"Comfortable up there?" asked Lucas. Matt struggled against his bindings, finding little movement and no risk of falling.
"This is impressive, really. I'm comfortable." Matt responded, looking like he was starting to enjoy his suspension. His gloved hands flipped around uselessly behind him, finding no range and no knots to get himself down.
But Lucas's hands were still moving. He noticed Matt's bulge, now made obvious by the angle he was hanging at, was growing through his jeans, and went to "free" it. He quickly undid Matt's belt and fly, sliding his jeans down a few inches to reveal Matt's underwear: a pair of white and blue plaid boxers that were doing a poor job hiding Matt's enjoyment.
"What, boxers? Are you still 20, or somethin'?" joked Lucas. It wasn't even a particularly valid joke, but Matt had poked fun at Lucas all throughout high school for his underwear of choice (briefs), so he was going to take any chance he could get to poke back at him.
Matt took it in good spirit though. "Always in my heart, friend!" He was really enjoying himself now. Lucas continued to expose Matt's hard-on, pulling the boxers down the same few inches and letting it open up. Matt was at full mast now, and Lucas was happy to keep his friend going. He started rubbing a gloved hand up and down Matt's member, and Matt barked. "Hey, hands off my john!"
Lucas chuckled. Matt wasn't exactly in a position to call the shots here. "You're talking a bit too much, you should stop that." and Lucas produced his red bandana, which he held up pointedly towards Matt's face. Matt sighed and let his friend run the bandana between his teeth, and once it was tied in the back it was effective as a simple cleave gag.
"You look pretty cool, I gotta say." mused Lucas, smiling at his friend. Matt was reduced to communicating through grunts and growls, stuck in the air and helpless to what Lucas was about to do. Lucas returned to his previous work, now adding some crotch ropes around Matt's sensitive areas. After that was done, he returned to stroking Matt's dick, getting a rise out of the bound man every time he did it.
Lucas and Matt locked eyes, and Lucas knew that Matt was in euphoria. He was a man too, and he knew what that felt like. Once your dick was this stimulated, all you could want was to finish it by getting off in some way. Matt had that look in his eyes right now. If Matt's hands were free, that's what he would be doing. But instead, it was up to Lucas, and he was going to make Matt enjoy it as much as he could. His friend deserved it.
Matt couldn't see but could feel his sneakers being taken off, exposing a pair of sweat-soaked gray socks underneath. Fortunately for him, his socks stayed on, but one of his sneakers was happily held up against his face by a grinning Lucas. Matt could only groan into his gag. It smelled rank, but it was Matt's own smell so who was he to complain? This lasted for a few minutes, and Matt may have gotten more aroused by it.
After he was done making Matt smell his own shoes, Lucas produced a small vibrating cock ring, and slipped it over Matt's, well, cock. Matt looked surprised, but not vehemently opposed, and as Lucas turned it on Matt growled into his gag, feeling the pressure and the pleasure that this new toy was giving him. Lucas let Matt get almost to climax before turning off the ring. Matt moaned and started struggling, trying to find any surface to give himself purchase or force to work with. But he found nothing, and slowly fell away from climax.
Lucas waited a bit, then went back to manually stimulating Matt's dick. His gloved hands seemed to be extra effective, bringing Matt back to the edge in no time at all. But no release yet. He stopped and waited for Matt to come back down. In the meantime, out of curiosity he flicked Matt's nipple and was met with a powerful grunt from the bound man. Both of them were a little surprised: Matt's nipples weren't usually sensitive, but Matt didn't really have full control over himself right now.
Lucas continued the cycle a few more times, switching between manually working Matt up and letting the vibrating cock ring do the work, each time getting Matt as close as possible before halting. Occasionally he would return to Matt's sneakers or nipples as novel ways to tease his friend. The shirtless, suspended Matt was a perfect subject: between his slightly dusty clothes, his open construction vest, and the grunts and moans he was putting into his gag, even Lucas was feeling himself start to get aroused. Matt was struggling, but not trying to escape. He was enjoying every second of this, and Lucas was happy about it.
Finally, after some uncountable amount of edges, Matt was at his limit. He had an almost crazed and wolflike look in his eyes, as if demanding that his friend let him finally get his pleasure. Quickly thinking, Lucas brought a towel over and laid it underneath Matt so he wouldn't make a mess on the unfinished wood, and went in for his final repetition. Lucas's gloved hands and the vibrating ring on Matt's member worked together to get Matt going, and his pleasured moans into his gag agreed. The pressure built, and built, and...
Finally Matt exploded. Lucas jumped back, and let his friend finish. Matt was euphoric, this was the best he felt in months. After an amazing several seconds, Matt was spent. He hung there, panting and resting. Lucas let his friend rest for a few minutes, and then started the process of getting him down. First the crotch ropes, then the legs. Followed by the upper body. Matt was on the ground now, and Lucas untied his hands. Matt was then the one to reach up and undo his gag. Finally able to speak normally again, he started:
"Lucas... not going to lie. That was amazing." Matt was standing, with his jeans and boxers still down, just gathering his composure. He looked at the towel on the floor, and then grabbed it and used it to clean his groin area off. Then he pulled his pants back up, redoing his boxers, fly, and belt, and finding his sneakers so that he looked normal again. He then turned to Lucas and clapped a hand on his shoulder.
"First of all, you fucking asshole!" Matt started laughing now. "And second of all, thanks. I haven't gotten off like that in ages. Guess knowing me so well includes that, hah. Hell, I'd even be okay if you did that to me again. Just... a bit more warning, maybe?"
Lucas laughed. "What, the surprise wasn't good enough for you? If you're so ungrateful, maybe I should've just left you there. Glad you enjoyed it, buddy." The two men embraced in a hug and started walking for the stairs, then out the front door towards their own apartments that were within walking distance (they of course lived in the same building but not the same apartment). Matt was hauling curses and promises of revenge at Lucas the whole way, and his friend was just laughing and letting him rant. Maybe another day.
It was a warm evening, and Matt and Lucas were the last two guys left on the construction site. It was a new house, basically just wood and frames at this point. The air was dusty from the day's work, and the pair were just getting ready to wrap up and head home. But first, Lucas had a surprise for his friend.
"Hey Matt, wanna see something? Meet me in the basement!" Lucas teased, and then he ran off. Both men were dressed in their normal work clothes: jeans held up by belts, white t-shirts, black work gloves, and construction vests. The only differences between them were that Matt had lost his shirt at some point during the day, leaving his bare chest visible, and that Lucas was wearing work boots while Matt was wearing a pair of worn-down sneakers instead. Both men were about as dusty as the air, and as sweaty as you could expect from a long and hard day's work.
Now, a bit of history about these two is that they've been best friends since high school. Matt, the elder of the pair, was 28 years old and sported some brown stubble on his face. Matt was of nordic descent, shown in his deep and low voice. Lucas, the younger, was 27 and clean-shaven. Most people knew him for his slight southern drawl. Both of them were muscled as expected from their profession, and roughly the same height. The two of them did nearly everything together, first in school and now in work, and were generally just an inseparable duo.
Matt groaned. "Alright, this better be worth my time! I should be going home already!" But he was smiling, and followed Lucas down the stairs. The basement was still unfinished, and just a collection of support beams anywhere. When Matt got to the bottom, he looked around for a second trying to find his friend. Suddenly, Lucas grabbed Matt from behind and maneuvered him into a chokehold! Matt didn't seem afraid, he realized that it was Lucas, but that didn't stop him from putting up a hell of a fight. The two were evenly matched normally, but Lucas got the drop this time and that was what allowed him to subdue his friend.
Panting and now being contained by Lucas' arms, Matt asked "Alright, alright, you got me. What's your plan here, asshole?" Lucas chuckled.
"I've been planning this for a while, you're going to love it. You've seemed a bit stressed recently, and I wanted to help you relax." He then walked Matt over to a very specific set of supports: Matt was looking at two vertical beams about an arm's length apart, plus a horizontal beam about 8 feet up. He raised an eyebrow. Lucas continued, "I'm gonna let you go, no runnin' now. I grabbed you fair an' square." Matt resigned and agreed, and Lucas moved over to grab a nearby box.
"Alright, so here's the deal." Lucas continued, now grinning. "I'm gonna tie you up to these here beams."
Matt stepped back. "What?! Hell no!"
Lucas just kept taking ropes from his box. "Come on, you know you'll enjoy it." Matt paused. He did know that, and he had told Lucas that he was into getting tied up a few years ago. His friend was right. "I just wanna have some fun," Lucas continued to whine, "it's been too long since we've done that!"
Matt shifted around on his feet, thinking. "Well... fine, you're right. You grabbed me anyway, if you wanted to force me to do this you could've just slept me." Matt laughed a bit, and his deep laugh echoed around the basement a little. "I trust you, though you might be answering for this later." Matt relaxed his stance and walked towards the beams Lucas had been referring to.
"Alright, cool. I'll welcome your revenge with open arms later." Lucas had finally sorted out some of the ropes he wanted to use. "I've been planning this for a while, and I wanna try something wild. So bear with me."
And Matt beared with him. Mostly. It was a process, but Lucas was able to accomplish what he wanted. Matt was stood between the beams and had his wrists tied behind his back. Then Lucas hooked rope around the top of the structure and under Matt's arms, and worked from there to build a harness to hold his friend. The finishing touches came when Lucas bent Matt's legs back and up slightly, binding the ankles together and arching Matt's back a bit. Matt was now airborne, but secure. The light that was streaming into the basement from an unfinished window cast itself over the bound man's frame, and the various sets of loops holding him aloft. Lucas thought Matt looked like a statue, almost.
"Comfortable up there?" asked Lucas. Matt struggled against his bindings, finding little movement and no risk of falling.
"This is impressive, really. I'm comfortable." Matt responded, looking like he was starting to enjoy his suspension. His gloved hands flipped around uselessly behind him, finding no range and no knots to get himself down.
But Lucas's hands were still moving. He noticed Matt's bulge, now made obvious by the angle he was hanging at, was growing through his jeans, and went to "free" it. He quickly undid Matt's belt and fly, sliding his jeans down a few inches to reveal Matt's underwear: a pair of white and blue plaid boxers that were doing a poor job hiding Matt's enjoyment.
"What, boxers? Are you still 20, or somethin'?" joked Lucas. It wasn't even a particularly valid joke, but Matt had poked fun at Lucas all throughout high school for his underwear of choice (briefs), so he was going to take any chance he could get to poke back at him.
Matt took it in good spirit though. "Always in my heart, friend!" He was really enjoying himself now. Lucas continued to expose Matt's hard-on, pulling the boxers down the same few inches and letting it open up. Matt was at full mast now, and Lucas was happy to keep his friend going. He started rubbing a gloved hand up and down Matt's member, and Matt barked. "Hey, hands off my john!"
Lucas chuckled. Matt wasn't exactly in a position to call the shots here. "You're talking a bit too much, you should stop that." and Lucas produced his red bandana, which he held up pointedly towards Matt's face. Matt sighed and let his friend run the bandana between his teeth, and once it was tied in the back it was effective as a simple cleave gag.
"You look pretty cool, I gotta say." mused Lucas, smiling at his friend. Matt was reduced to communicating through grunts and growls, stuck in the air and helpless to what Lucas was about to do. Lucas returned to his previous work, now adding some crotch ropes around Matt's sensitive areas. After that was done, he returned to stroking Matt's dick, getting a rise out of the bound man every time he did it.
Lucas and Matt locked eyes, and Lucas knew that Matt was in euphoria. He was a man too, and he knew what that felt like. Once your dick was this stimulated, all you could want was to finish it by getting off in some way. Matt had that look in his eyes right now. If Matt's hands were free, that's what he would be doing. But instead, it was up to Lucas, and he was going to make Matt enjoy it as much as he could. His friend deserved it.
Matt couldn't see but could feel his sneakers being taken off, exposing a pair of sweat-soaked gray socks underneath. Fortunately for him, his socks stayed on, but one of his sneakers was happily held up against his face by a grinning Lucas. Matt could only groan into his gag. It smelled rank, but it was Matt's own smell so who was he to complain? This lasted for a few minutes, and Matt may have gotten more aroused by it.
After he was done making Matt smell his own shoes, Lucas produced a small vibrating cock ring, and slipped it over Matt's, well, cock. Matt looked surprised, but not vehemently opposed, and as Lucas turned it on Matt growled into his gag, feeling the pressure and the pleasure that this new toy was giving him. Lucas let Matt get almost to climax before turning off the ring. Matt moaned and started struggling, trying to find any surface to give himself purchase or force to work with. But he found nothing, and slowly fell away from climax.
Lucas waited a bit, then went back to manually stimulating Matt's dick. His gloved hands seemed to be extra effective, bringing Matt back to the edge in no time at all. But no release yet. He stopped and waited for Matt to come back down. In the meantime, out of curiosity he flicked Matt's nipple and was met with a powerful grunt from the bound man. Both of them were a little surprised: Matt's nipples weren't usually sensitive, but Matt didn't really have full control over himself right now.
Lucas continued the cycle a few more times, switching between manually working Matt up and letting the vibrating cock ring do the work, each time getting Matt as close as possible before halting. Occasionally he would return to Matt's sneakers or nipples as novel ways to tease his friend. The shirtless, suspended Matt was a perfect subject: between his slightly dusty clothes, his open construction vest, and the grunts and moans he was putting into his gag, even Lucas was feeling himself start to get aroused. Matt was struggling, but not trying to escape. He was enjoying every second of this, and Lucas was happy about it.
Finally, after some uncountable amount of edges, Matt was at his limit. He had an almost crazed and wolflike look in his eyes, as if demanding that his friend let him finally get his pleasure. Quickly thinking, Lucas brought a towel over and laid it underneath Matt so he wouldn't make a mess on the unfinished wood, and went in for his final repetition. Lucas's gloved hands and the vibrating ring on Matt's member worked together to get Matt going, and his pleasured moans into his gag agreed. The pressure built, and built, and...
Finally Matt exploded. Lucas jumped back, and let his friend finish. Matt was euphoric, this was the best he felt in months. After an amazing several seconds, Matt was spent. He hung there, panting and resting. Lucas let his friend rest for a few minutes, and then started the process of getting him down. First the crotch ropes, then the legs. Followed by the upper body. Matt was on the ground now, and Lucas untied his hands. Matt was then the one to reach up and undo his gag. Finally able to speak normally again, he started:
"Lucas... not going to lie. That was amazing." Matt was standing, with his jeans and boxers still down, just gathering his composure. He looked at the towel on the floor, and then grabbed it and used it to clean his groin area off. Then he pulled his pants back up, redoing his boxers, fly, and belt, and finding his sneakers so that he looked normal again. He then turned to Lucas and clapped a hand on his shoulder.
"First of all, you fucking asshole!" Matt started laughing now. "And second of all, thanks. I haven't gotten off like that in ages. Guess knowing me so well includes that, hah. Hell, I'd even be okay if you did that to me again. Just... a bit more warning, maybe?"
Lucas laughed. "What, the surprise wasn't good enough for you? If you're so ungrateful, maybe I should've just left you there. Glad you enjoyed it, buddy." The two men embraced in a hug and started walking for the stairs, then out the front door towards their own apartments that were within walking distance (they of course lived in the same building but not the same apartment). Matt was hauling curses and promises of revenge at Lucas the whole way, and his friend was just laughing and letting him rant. Maybe another day.