Chris began to regain consciousness. He opened his eyes but saw only blurry images. He blinked several times and shook his head to clear the cobwebs. At first he didn…t know where he was. But as he looked around the room, the events of the past few hours came flooding back to him. He remembered the naked man in the Halloween mask standing over him with the chloroformed rag. He remembered being sedated by the drugged butt plug. A shiver ran down his spine.
"I gotta get out of here," he thought to himself.
As his mind became clearer, he realized that he was no longer tied down. He was still naked, but was not restrained. He thought this was odd, but decided not to lose any time considering the reason for his newfound freedom. Chris simply knew he had to get away.
Chris carefully sat up in the bed, trying not to make any noise. Although he was still rather shaky due to the chloroform and the tranquilizers, he made his way to the door. He listened carefully for any indication that his captor was nearby. Hearing nothing, he cautiously opened the door a crack and peered into the hallway. Nothing moved. There were no sounds.
"This is my only chance," Chris thought. "I…ve got to try to get away."
With that thought, Chris quietly crept out of the bedroom where he had been held. He made his way down the hallway into the dining room. He saw that all his painting supplies were still where he left them. Suddenly, flashes of the initial struggle there ran through his mind. His heart was beating faster than he could ever remember. He turned toward the living room and saw the front door.
"Almost there," he encouraged himself. "Once I…m outside, I…ll run to a neighbor…s house or flag down a car."
Chris made a mad dash to the door and, he hoped, to freedom. But as he reached for the doorknob, he heard a sound behind him. Before he could even turn around, he was tackled to the ground which knocked the wind out of him. He was lying on the floor face down and could feel another person…s body sitting on top of him. He tried to turn himself over, but couldn…t. He was still too weak from the drugs. Despite his best efforts, he could not pull himself out from under his attacker or push him off.
"Leaving so soon, Chris? I don…t think that fits into my plans." Chris recognized the voice. "I thought I…d have a little fun with you. I was getting bored with you constantly tied up. So I decided to catch you again like I did earlier today. All this struggling makes me horny."
With that, Joe grabbed onto Chris… arms and pulled them back, locking them onto his bent knees. He had Chris essentially in a camel clutch. Joe put much of his body weight onto the lower back of Joe, causing the young man to cry out in pain.
"It seems like you…re not enjoying this, Chris," said Joe sarcastically. "I know I am."
Chris could feel his attacker…s boner hitting the small of his back. But in this position, there wasn…t much he could do to resist.
"I think it…s time we went back to the bedroom, don…t you? You must be tired from all this exertion."
Joe then clamped a cloth over Chris… nose and mouth. By now Chris was familiar with the odor. He thrashed his head back and forth as much as possible, but this had little effect. Eventually he was forced to take a breath of the sleep-inducing vapors.
Joe was thoroughly enjoying the struggle that the muscular young man was putting up. He knew, though, that he had complete control having gotten Chris in such a position. It was only a matter of time before Chris was once again sleeping.
For his part, Chris was doing his best not to breathe, but it was a lost cause. After a few breaths, Chris… vision began to blur, and he felt the familiar buzzing sound enter his head. What little movement he was capable of began to slow as his entire body began to feel heavier and heavier. Soon he was breathing normally through the cloth, inhaling more and more of the chloroform. His eyes glazed over, his eyes closed, and he gave one last sigh through the cloth. His entire body went slack.
Joe could literally feel his victory beneath him. When he felt Chris… body totally relax, he removed the cloth and gently placed Chris… body on the floor. Once again, Chris was unconscious, a peaceful look on his handsome face. Joe had a raging hard-on as a result of the struggle. Looking at the slumbering youth, he could not hold back. He grabbed his rigid dick, and after only a few strokes his body shuddered and a stream of cum landed on the floor next to Chris.
Joe went to the bathroom to clean himself up and then returned to Chris. "I think it…s time for some more fun with the stud," Joe said as he turned Chris over onto his back. For the second time, Joe scooped Chris up onto his shoulder. Even though he had just climaxed, this event caused Joe…s dick to become rock hard anew. As he carried the youth back to the bedroom, he caressed Chris… legs and ass and could feel his arms hit the small of his back. The feeling was indescribable for Joe.
"It…s time for another game, my young friend. And I think it…s time to get my doctor friend involved in the fun."
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