Peril, Bondage, Scientist, Erect, Dennis the Menace
DAVID 69
DENNIS THE MENACE
PART TWO
The gag had been removed. Dennis had plans.
“Dennis,” David began, “This isn’t going to solve anything. You have every right to be angry, but hurting me—“
“You have no idea what it’s like.”
“What if I said that I just might?”
Dennis rolled his eyes.
David continued: “You think people don’t laugh at me sometimes? That they don’t take me seriously sometimes?”
“Shut up.”
“I do understand, Dennis. And it’s not fair. People can be cruel. Especially when they’re young. I know you just wanted to belong.”
“Shut up.”
“And if I was one of those people that hurt you, I’m sorry. Really I am. I never meant to. Never.”
“Shut…UP.”
“Dennis, don’t you see what this has done to you? It’s not your fault.”
“Shut up!”
“Dennis…please. Let me go. You’re not angry at me. You’re angry at all the shallow, thoughtless people who cared more about getting a laugh at your expense than—.”
“SHUT UP! SHUT UP! SHUT UP!”
“Dennis—“
“No! No! No! Pretty boys must be punished!”
“Dennis…you need help.”
“No! You need help!” Dennis cleared the cart with a sweep of his hand and sent everything to the floor except one bottle. He upended the bottle of lube and emptied half of it into his right hand. He slammed the bottle down on the cart and marched over to David, leaving a trail of slime as he went. He sat down on the stool and pulled up his sleeve. Lube dripped in heavy gobs from his fingers.
David’s eyes were wide at the sight.
Dennis closed his dripping hand over the head of David’s cock and began a slow, twisting hand fuck.
David went berserk. He screamed through clenched teeth. The sadness in his eyes turned to rage and he thrashed in the restraints. His screams collapsed, losing strength until they turned to desperate, wild, pleading sobs, and his struggling culminated in one great flex, pecs bunched together, legs pressing inward against the steel rings, abs bending him forward as much as the restraints would allow. He could barely breathe. There was only one long, drawn out, straining sob followed by another and another and another.
“Yeah, it’s a bitch, isn’t it?” Dennis sneered. “You’re so sensitive there, but you can’t cum.”
Sweat dripped from his hair. The muscles in his neck stood out.
“You want me to make you cum?”
He tried again to beg, but he was so breathless the words were unintelligible.
Dennis took his hand away for a moment to look at the big man’s cock. The head was purple and all the veins stood out in bold relief on the shaft. He replaced his hand and resumed the twist
fuck on the head, but this time slower.
David screamed over and over again, his face red, tears in his eyes. The muscles in his calves and thighs began to cramp. The wrist restraints dug into the skin of his wrists.
“Do you want me to make you cum? You need to cum so bad, don’t you?”
David took two quick, deep breaths and then sobbed. His whole body was trembling.
Dennis grabbed hard and turned his fist slowly around the tender head.
David screamed and tried to stand up.
“You need to cum so bad.”
David nodded frantically.
“Okay,” Dennis said, and he removed his hand.
David collapsed back into the metal leg braces and back rest, closed his eyes, and gasped for breath.
Dennis formed an “O” with his thumb and fingers and slipped his hand over David’s cock. He held it still just under the head.
David jerked at the sensation.
“No, don’t worry. I’m not going to do anything to you.”
David’s chest heaved
“Here,” said Dennis. “I’m just going to hold my hand right here.”
David looked down at his cock. Dennis’ hand was like a sleeve around it.
“You can still move your hips. Tilt them up. Go on. I’ll hold my hand still.”
David wanted to cry. It was some kind of trick, he was sure.
“Go on. You do it. You can cum now. It’s time for you to cum.”
David still panted for breath. Carefully, he tilted his hips up. His cock slid smoothly, luxuriously through Dennis’ hand. Instantly, his cock was on fire. He closed his eyes and moaned.
“Oh it feels so good, doesn’t it?”
David relaxed, dropping his hips, and his cock slipped wetly through Dennis’ loose grasp. He sobbed, but this time in pleasure.
“Doesn’t this lube feel silky? Keep going. I’ll put more on if you want.”
Another full thrust, this one less tentative. Every nerve ending shrieked in pleasure.
Dennis smiled.
Another thrust. Another sob of relief.
“Oh, finally…” Dennis said. “That must feel so good.”
Another thrust. He was panting for breath now.
“Finally, you’re going to cum. Oh you need to so bad, don’t you?”
Another thrust. Oh god it felt so good.
“Ooo it’s so wet and slippery. Oh that feels so good, doesn’t it?”
It did. Another thrust.
“I think I’ve got just the right amount of grip. Too tight?”
David didn’t answer. He tried another thrust. He shuddered in ecstasy.
“Too loose?”
A quicker thrust.
“More lube?”
David shook his head. His cock made wet, slick sounds as it slid up and down through Dennis’ hand. Faster and faster, his hips jerked upwards, sending his sex meat sliding through the moist gel on Dennis’ palm and curled fingers. He tried one slow thrust all the way up, and pulled his cock slowly all the way down through Dennis’ grasp. He moaned. He closed his eyes and moaned.
“Make it feel good. Do whatever you want. Here, do you want me to tickle the back of your balls?” Dennis leaned forward and, with his left index finger, drew little circles on the back of
David’s scrotum.
David’s whole body jolted.
“It feels so, so good, doesn’t it?”
David was panting for breath.
“Cum. Oh, you’re gonna cum, aren’t you? You’re getting close.”
David fucked the young man’s hand. Sweet relief was close at last.
“Oh god it feels so good, doesn’t it?”
He moaned.
“All slippery.”
He moaned more intensely.
“And slick”
He nodded.
“And tight, and warm. Oh, just think. Just think. It’s gonna feel so good.”
He whimpered.
“Here we go.”
He groaned, and the sound got caught in his throat.
“Oh yes. Here we go.”
He strained.
“Yes.”
He groaned, desperately.
“Yes.”
He was at the mercy of the oncoming orgasm. It thundered towards him like a runaway train.
“Uh huh. Here it comes.”
His heart was pounding.
“You’re losing control. It’s here. It’s gonna come.”
He gritted his teeth.
“Go.”
He whimpered, and his thrusting became less controlled. His body began to paralyze.
“Yes.”
He pulled all the way back and readied for the final thrust, the one that would send him over the edge. He drew in a great breath and held it. He felt himself tightening, preparing for the initial spasm that would send his sperm squirting.
Dennis felt the pounding pulse coming to life in his hand. He whipped his hand away and said,
“There’s just one little thing I want you to do.”
David froze. He looked at Dennis.
Dennis smiled sardonically at him.
“Nnnnnnnohhhh!!”
Dennis laughed.
David convulsed, on the verge of cumming. He roared through gritted teeth and then the sound faded into a desperate sob. Involuntarily, he stabbed at the air with his cock, desperate for one tiny measure of friction to make him explode.
Dennis stood and straddled David’s right thigh. He seated himself, and David could see the stiffness within Dennis’ pants. Dennis wiggled his hips, nestling comfortably on David’s thigh. He leaned forward and rubbed his crotch against the muscular leg. He moaned and smiled, his wet hand at the ready an inch from David’s throbbing cock.
“Oh g-god! Dennis!”
“I’ll give this back to you,” he said as he placed his hand, fingers curved, just above the big man’s cock. David tried to lift his meat into the wet, slippery grasp, but Dennis always kept his hand an inch from the tip of the cock.
David sobbed.
“I can see your pulse in your veins,” Dennis said. “It would only take a few strokes or a few thrusts wouldn’t it?”
Breathless: “Oh…Den--…Dennis…pleeeeze!!!”
“Okay, okay. Just say, ‘Oh Dennis, please. You feel so good.’”
“What? No.”
Dennis slid his hand over the huge cock and began a series of tiny strokes, just below the head. In an instant, David was at the edge again. And then Dennis stopped.
David shrieked. He bucked his hips desperately, but Dennis had loosened his grasp.
“I can keep you like this all night long. Let me hear you say it.” He closed his eyes and smiled as though remembering a fond dream. “You’re meeting me after school. You’ve asked me to the locker room storage closet and you’re on your knees, looking up at me and saying….”
David whimpered.
Dennis began the fluttering hand job again. “Oh Dennis please you feel so good. Let me hear it and I’ll let you cum.”
“Oh Dennis!”
“That’s a good start. Now finish it.”
“Dennis, please! Oh god!”
No. It’s ‘Oh Dennis please you feel so good.’”
He bit his lower lip. What harm would it do to say it? Anything, if he could just cum.
“I mean it. You know I do. I can stop your heart this way. I can make you go insane. You’re so close to relief. It’s such a pity. It’s just two seconds away. All you have to do is say it. Think how good it’ll finally feel.”
“I…I…Oh D-Dennis!” He gasped for breath. He was right at the edge, but he knew Dennis would take his hand away. “You… you f-feel so good.”
“Very good,” Dennis said, and he took his hand away.
David groaned, held his breath in shock, and then collapsed into sobbing. “NNNoooo! No! You said!” He sobbed. “You said you’d let me cum!”
“And I will,” said Dennis. “As soon as you say ‘Dennis, please fuck me and make me cum.’”
“No!”
Dennis sighed and shook his head. “Okay. Your choice.”
“No wait! Wait, please!”
Dennis did not wait. One long, slow, smooth, agonizingly gentle stroke was all it took to reduce the big man to violent shudders and desperate sobs. Dennis waited half a minute, and then repeated the slick, crawling journey up and down the shaft.
David gasped as though drowning. “Okay! Okay!” he screamed. “What…what do you want?!”
“’Dennis please fuck me and make me cum.’”
“Deh…Dennis! Please! F-fuck me…and…m-make me cum!”
Dennis closed his eyes again and smiled. He sighed. “Ahhhhhh. After all these years. The biggest, handsomest fuck toy in the world, and he’ll do anything I want.”
David sobbed. “Dennis,” he gasped, tears in his eyes. “I need t-to…oh please!.”
Dennis opened his eyes and grasped just the head of David’s cock with an overhand grip.
“NO!! No don’t! Not that!”
“Then say, ‘Please, I want your tongue and your cock all over me. I need it.’”
“Dennis! I…I can’t! Wait!”
Dennis resumed the slow, twisting hand fuck.
David yowled. “Okay! Okay no! No! Dennis! I want…your cock and m-mouth—“
“Tongue.”
“Y-your tongue all over me! Please! Dennis stop! STOP!”
“Please.”
“Please!”
“You forgot the ‘I need it.’”
“I need it!!!”
“’Oh Dennis you’re the only one.’”
“Dennis you’re the o--…only one!”
“’Oh I want you so bad.’”
“I want you…s-so bad!”
“’I’ll die if you don’t fuck me.’”
“No!” Desperate sobbing. “I…I-I’ll die…I’ll die if you don’t…fuck me!”
“’Please fuck me hard. I need it.’”
“’Leeeze f-fuck me h-har’ I need…it!”
“I couldn’t make that out.”
“Please fuck me h-hard. I need it!”
“’Tie me up and use me.’”
Red-faced, straining, shuddering; “T-tie me up ‘n use me!”
“That’s a good, good boy. I think you’ve earned your treat.” Dennis rose and disappeared into the darkness of the lab. A few seconds later, he returned with a syringe in his hand. “When you wake up, you’re going to pay me back the second way. You’re gonna cum. Oh boy, are you gonna cum.”
2003