Oil Change (rough gay bondage and domination erotica)by Francis Ashe
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Dan is a traveling salesman who has a streak of bad luck. His car breaks down and he gets towed to the smallest town he's ever been to and it is fifteen minutes out of his way! At the end of a long day of waiting, he realizes he forgot his wallet in the tow-truck and has to pay Mark, the sexy, hard-bodied country mechanic, by other means. Mark teaches Dan a harsh lesson - remember your oil change!
Warning: this 3700 word erotic short story features m/m action, discipline, spanking, rough sex, bondage, oil play, a muscular hunk of a mechanic and a salesman with a swimmer's body and a taste for being dominated. Don't forget your wallet!
“You’ve been very bad, Dan.” Mark said, with a sly grin.
“I...er...” Dan stammered before realizing what was going on. “Oh, yes... I have been. I can’t believe how naughty I am. Will you... will you help me learn a lesson?” Dan slipped his shirt off over his head without undoing the buttons. He had a swimmer’s body – lean, hard, but not as muscular as was Mark. As soon as his shirt was off, Mark startled Dan with oil-drenched slaps across the chest. After the first two, Dan started to stiffen in his slacks. Pink streaks started to appear on the middle of his torso and Mark smacked him again, this time across the shoulders.
Dan couldn’t believe this was happening, but something about the wetness of the oil got him very excited. He liked spanking anyway, but this was something else entirely. “Oh yes, do it again, make me sorry,” he said, moving closer to Mark. When he saw Mark had picked up a length of cable, Dan extended his hands in front of him. The mechanic looped the electrical cord around his wrists and skillfully bound him with a pair of slipknots. Dan tried to struggle a little, playfully and purposefully cinching the restraint tighter.
“Do you want me to tie you up? Will that make you sorry for forgetting your wallet?” Mark flicked part of the cord over Dan’s shoulder with a teasing lash. He groaned under the exciting pain and begged. “Yes, yes, please. Please teach me a lesson.” Another flick of his wrist, another wet smack of neoprene against his flesh sent thrills from Dan’s middle back to his groin, his stiff cock now beginning to strain under his slacks. Mark slipped a loop of cord around Dan’s swell and tugged gently, leading him by the prick back to the workbench.
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