Email: catglee@aol.com
Previous page
Chapter Four
Wasting no time, the crotch man clamps his lips around the large meatus and slowly inhales the full piece of meat. He deep throats the man’s stiffening prick, holds it there, and slowly moves back off.
It must be tasty because he licks his lips with pleasure when he slides off of the cock with an audible pop. Down on his knees now, the man flicks and licks the meaty head with his wet tongue, paying special attention to that sweet spot, the frenulum and the broad overhang to the rear. He notices that Mike responds to all this attention by rapidly wiggling his toes and scrabbling his fingers. The moans are almost musical now.
The crotch man, holding the erect cock in his right hand, signals to his cohorts that their sex toy is nearing a climax. The volume of moaning increases. Mike Savage must think that this is no more than a simple blowjob. The three men have something else in mind, obviously, because they change their tactics.
(At this point I must tell you that there is dialogue among the three hooded men, but they speak in Mexican Spanish and use slang and sexual words I can’t translate. Their intent is clear and the lack of understand of what is being said does little to obscure the ongoing action or their real intent.)
The crotch man lightly fingers underneath the naked sex toy’s smooth ball sac.
The thick dick stands at attention, hard and dripping pre-cum. One throb after another betrays its eagerness for release.
An electric toothbrush ministers to the stiff prick. Around and around it whirls, over the meatus, up and down the shaft onto the sensitive frenulum as the man’s cock is still stiff and yearning.
Clearly this is wearing Mike Savage out. He slowly sinks down in spite of the stiff bondage. His face shows signs of fatigue, but his big cock is still eager for climax, ejaculation and closure.
The crotch man applies a hand-held massager to the stiffened cock, holding it in position on the large corona. In his left hand is another vibrator which he holds on the opposite side of the helmet-head.
Rapidly Mike is worked up to the edge. He desperately hopes for the long-awaited release. He physically is seen giving in to the sensations, his eyes are closed in deep ecstasy, his furrowed brow smooths out, and the beginning of a smile crosses his face. Still no interruption in the warm flow of sexual pleasure.
You can almost see the climax coming.
Savage slides up the post and stands at stiff attention. His limbs stiffen, his pectoral muscles visibly clench tight, his belly hardens; almost as if he is trying to squeeze the cum out of his body. The three hooded me continue teasing, stroking, rubbing and petting.
Fresh perspiration breaks out all over the hair-shrouded torso, limbs are slick with sweat, and beads of salty fluid drip down the face onto the wet furry chest.
You can almost taste the tension in the room. In the silence of the moment, a thick creamy stream of cum explodes out of Mike Savage’s swollen prick and flies across the room in one hot rope after another.
He cries out in total surrender while the jets of ejaculate explode out in succession. As he shoots out the last wet dribble, he relaxes and slumps down, held up by only the stern ropes that keep him in place. Quickly Mike snaps out of his revelry and comes back yo reality. He shakes his head left to right in rejection of the humiliation he has endured. The men mock him with cruel words and laugh at him in derision.
Without allowing him to catch his breath, they untie him and quick-step him over into the center of the room and suspend him from the ceiling.
Then one by one the black hooded men suck Savage off to one ejaculation after another.
Finally, after extracting as much man juice that they can out of him. Mike Savage is drained dry. He is cut down from the ceiling, but the black-hooded men are not finished with him yet.
In various positions the naked agent is butt fucked until Suarez’s men are spent.
Exhausted and on the verge of collapse, Mike is returned to his bedroom. He is dressed again in a new outfit. He is tied spread-eagle to the bed and he falls into an exhausted sleep.
…………………………………………….
The next scene in this episode shows the other members of the H.E.A.T. team rushing into the villa, overpowering the drug dealer’s gang and bursting into Mike Savage’s bedroom. They release him from the bed and hustle him into their waiting Humvee. The police are called in and all the perpetrators are arrested and brought to justice. The corrupt judge who sentenced Mike is also taken into custody and the conviction is overturned.
The final scene is in the underground communications room. The team members ask Savage if he was maltreated while he was held prisoner.
He just smiles and slowly shakes his head. The only statement he volunteers is: “You got there just in time. Any sooner would have been bad for me and embarrassing for you.”
The team gives one another a puzzled look while Mike Savage turns and walks out of the room with a big smile on his face.
The theme music comes up and the credits roll.
The End