by Pfantazm

	Ryan sat down at his computer to work one morning, a few weeks later. It was part of his daily routine to clear out his web browsers' caches so that any pages he loaded up would be loaded fresh. The Netscape cache was full of JPEG images from sites with `sex' and `male' in their URLs. Jamie must have gone online while Ryan was at the store yesterday. Intrigued, he opened a few of them. The first was a black-and-white photo. A muscular, hairy man was being tied hand and foot to some kind of wooden building, standing up. His back was to the camera, but he looked back over his shoulder at the other man in the picture, who was just finishing off an ankle. This second man wore jeans, boots and a Stetson. `Cowboys, Jamie?' thought Ryan, amused. The next batch of pictures was much like that. Rope or leather straps. No pain or distress, mock or otherwise. Some of the "victims" were so intricately tied up that it looked like they'd been attacked by a macrame enthusiast gone mad. Either these men were very willing (and patient) participants, or they'd been quite heavily drugged and rolled over several times to get the right effect. Sometimes the bound man was alone in the shot, other times the man who'd done the tying was there. Sometimes they were lashed to a bed or a vertical frame, spread-eagle, and for others they were simply bound like a mummy so they couldn't move. Ryan leafed through them, trying to figure out what Jamie got out of them. His assumption had always been that the one doing the tying was acting out of malice and the ones tied were shy victims who were browbeaten into it. But these photos and Jamie's own story belied that, at least in Jamie's own case. Ryan still hadn't figured it out when he came upon a series of photos from a different site. The first featured a naked man standing up. He was sucking a second guy off, a third guy was sucking the first off, and the fourth was rimming the first. The file was titled `airtight.gif'. No one was wearing a harness or rope. It was a vanilla group sex pic. Ryan started getting aroused. He looked at the next. About half a dozen men snaked around the edge of a pool in one long daisy chain. Ryan couldn't believe his eyes. Where did he find this stuff? The next twenty or so pictures were like that. Threesomes, foursomes, and all-out orgies, without a hint of bondage. Ryan smiled. `He's doing the same thing I am,' he thought. `He's trying to understand.' An idea formed in Ryan's mind. `Finally,' Ryan thought as Jack appeared at the door of the diner. The place was busy. It was downtown and the dinner hour was quickly approaching. The weather was only making a half-hearted effort to cool down for the evening so far. Ryan beckoned his friend over to his booth. Jack's face lit up in recognition. He ambled over and sat opposite Ryan. "Alright," Jack said, smiling, "I'm here. What were you so anxious to talk about?" Ryan wasn't sure how to begin. It was one thing to fantasize about a three-way, but another to ask a friend to join one. "At the poker game last week, I saw you checking Jamie out," he began. "Hey," Jack said, starting to rise, "I never touched him, I swear...." That Ryan outweighed him by around sixty pounds was likely to be at the forefront of Jack's mind. "Sit down. It's alright," Ryan said. "I didn't think there was anything happening between you two. Relax." Jack sank back onto his bench, and started in on really sticking to the leather seat. "But would you like there to be?" "Hunh?" "Jamie's birthday is next Tuesday and I'm cooking up a surprise for him." Ryan filled Jack in. "Do you want to be the third?" "Yeah! I'm honored that you asked me." "There's just one more problem," Ryan said. "I think we may need a fourth person." Ryan had known Jack since college, where diving was Jack's sport. He was no longer competitive - Ryan could see leg hair below Jack's walking shorts - and he had kept his physique with exercise, but he wasn't strong in the way Ryan was. "I'm not sure the two of us could handle it alone," Ryan explained. "I'd rather it just be the three of us for the real action. Can you think of anyone who might help?" "I think so," Jack said after a moment. "It would depend on if he could get to your place in time, and whether he'd agree to it in the first place, but yeah. Tony could be your big brother." "And he wouldn't mind being left out of the fun?" "Not at all. He's totally straight." Ryan grinned. It was perfect. It was Jamie's birthday. Ryan and Tony waited together at the side. Ryan chatted nervously. The big account with that special client Jamie was successfully completed, and Jamie was working normal hours again, but he still came home late on occasion. The waiting was hell. The scraping sound of a deadbolt opening interrupted their hushed conversation. It was starting. Jack was just inside the door to the apartment and to the side. His role was crucial. If Jack messed up, the whole thing could be over before it began. Tony and Ryan put on their ski masks. They were decked out in all black, which hadn't been wise since it was the height of summer. They heard Jamie set his briefcase down. "Ryan? I'm home." There was the sound of a scuffle. The two bigger men came around the corner. Jack was just tying the gag behind Jamie's head when the reached him. Jamie's eyes were wide with fright and he was pulling at the bandana at his mouth. Tony and Ryan grabbed him quickly and immobilized his arms. Jack finished the gag and quietly shut the front door. All through this Jamie was struggling, bucking, and tossing his weight around, trying to break free. This was why the fourth man was needed: to keep Jamie from hurting himself or one of them. As an added precaution, the three were wearing protective cups, just in case. Jack was very busy. He blindfolded Jamie next, then went around and undid his tie. This he used to bind Jamie's wrists behind his back. He also unbuttoned his shirt, but had to leave it on, crumpled around his hands. "Pick him up," Jack commanded, in a gravelly voice. Ryan took Jamie's upper body and Tony lifted his kicking legs. He managed to get them mostly still. Jack removed his shoes and socks. Next he undid his fly. Jamie cried out as best he could through his gag. He found new strength to squirm against the men holding him. It pained Ryan to see Jamie so scared. He hoped Jamie would understand. When Jamie was naked except for his dress shirt, Jack ordered, "Take him into the bedroom." The commands were for Jamie's benefit. Everything had been carefully arranged in advance. They lugged their captive into Ryan's bedroom and laid him on top of the blankets. The two "henchmen" held Jamie down, while Jack tied his feet together with rope. It was still daylight outside, but with the blind and curtains drawn, it was as dark in the room as they could make it. Everyone removed their masks. "Alright, boys," Jack growled, "I can handle him from here." Both Ryan and Tony left. Ryan saw Tony out and lock the lower lock on the doorknob as quietly as he could. Then he stripped and sneaked back into the bedroom. His entry was covered by the sounds of Jack undressing and talking in his disguised voice. "You know, man, I've been wanting this for a long time now, and I've finally got you." Ryan could see Jamie trembling terribly. Jack was running his hands over Jamie's body. He caressed his very erect cock. "Looks like this has got you excited. You like being tied up?" Jamie gave no answer. He just tried to twist away. It was time to bring Jamie in on the fantasy. Ryan signalled Jack to stop talking. He walked over and leaned into his lover's ear. "Jamie," he said. "I want you to listen very carefully to my voice." He was still shaking. "Jamie, my love, please listen. Do you know who I am?" He stilled. He made a passable attempt at saying, "Ryan?" through the gag. "I'm going to take this off you now." He reached behind and unknotted the bandana at his mouth. Jamie spat fibres. "Are you okay?" Ryan asked. "Oh, yes, I am now," Jamie answered him. "Happy birthday, baby," he said, kissing him deeply. On that cue, Jack licked Jamie's dripping cock. Jamie broke the kiss and gasped. There was someone else in the room.... "That," Ryan explained as Jack started blowing him, "is someone that you know. A friend of ours. He likes you an awful lot, Jamie. I surprised you with a lot of this, but you get the final say. Do you want to stop, or should I join him?" "No," he moaned, "don't stop. Ohh, ohhh,..." "I'm glad you like your presents, Jamie. Enjoy." Ryan climbed upon the bed and took Jack's place. He inhaled Jamie's thick cock in one swallow, making Jamie writhe and toss his head. Jack lifted Jamie's legs up onto his back and separated his knees. He buried his nose in Jamie's ass and feasted on his hole. Jamie made little whimpering noises of pleasure. Ryan pulled back on Jamie's uncut cock. He was so erect that the very tip of him poked through his hood. Ryan burrowed his way in with his tongue and tried to lick under his foreskin. Jamie was chewing his lip and saying, "Mmmm, yes, mmmm, yes,..." While Ryan was giving him head, Jack had managed to work his tongue partway into Jamie's ass and was fucking him with it. Jamie swivelled his hips to get right down onto his muscle. Ryan, meanwhile, peeled down the skin covering the crown of his boyfriend's cock, and took the head into his mouth. He let his tongue trail over it, touching it only very faintly. Jamie shook his head violently from side to side. When Ryan pressed the soft flesh of the inside of his lips against Jamie's hypersensitive glans and turned his head to rub it around, Jamie lost all control. "Ooh, shit!" he yelled and came in Ryan's mouth. He took Jamie right inside and drank it all down, savoring every drop. After his orgasm, Jamie was panting heavily with his mouth hanging open. "Well, Jamie, did you like that?" Ryan asked. "Yyyesss." "Then I think you really ought to thank our guest for his part in all this. Don't you agree, friend? See there, he's nodding his head. What do you think of that, Jamie?" "What do I do?" Jamie asked submissively. Ryan went around to the bedside table. Jamie heard the familiar sound of a drawer opening and foil crackling. "Don't worry, babe. These are for me. I am going to fuck your tight little ass and watch you suck off our very good friend, here." He dragged Jamie down the bed, taking half the bedspread with him. Ryan bent him over the edge of the mattress, knees on the floor, then lifted his upper body. Jack got into position. He sat near the edge so that when Jamie was lowered again, his face was in Jack's lap. Jamie nosed around until he latched onto Jack's cock and began demonstrating his gratitude. Ryan undid the tie around Jamie's wrists and bound them once more, this time locking his hands around Jack's back. Ryan put on the rubber, the squirted out a good amount of lubricant onto his hand. He made sure his passage into his lover's ass would be smooth. If Jamie had any doubts as to who was where before Ryan began entering him, they were gone now. Ryan's familiar seven and a half inches slid effortlessly inside of him. Jamie took it all in one long stroke. Jack was just as thick as Ryan, but at least an inch shorter. Jamie's mystery guest was a perfect mouthful, and his lover a satisfying assful. Jamie squeezed his rectal muscles to let Ryan know he was ready. Ryan laid his hands high on Jamie's back, and started to swing his hips back and forth into the depths of his love's body. He watched as Jamie's auburn-haired head jerked and rotated as he explored another man's dick. Jamie had little to go on; Jack could only grunt or moan, not speak, but he communicated well enough. The look on Jack's face was great to behold. His head was tipped back slightly. He smiled and watched Jamie suck him, and he watched Ryan take Jamie's ass. Ryan's fantasy was happening. Maybe not quite in the way he wanted, but that might come later. For now, he plowed into his boyfriend. Watching Jamie go down on someone else made him harder and hornier than he could ever remember being. He gripped Jamie's shoulders and jammed his rigid manhood into his ass with a great ferocity. Jamie got very vocal around Jack's cock. Jamie pulled off a second to yell, "Towel, Ryan!" It took Ryan a second to figure it out. Jamie was about to cum again. He didn't have anything nearby to save the sheets so he just cupped his hands in front of Jamie's dick. "I'll catch it, baby. I'm close too. Unh, unh, unh!" Jamie came with a force Ryan could feel in his hands. The thought finally tipped the scales and Ryan began filling the condom. "Oh, yes," Jack whispered as he pushed Jamie up and off him and started rubbing his wet member furiously. He repositioned Jamie's head. Jack grimaced and spurted cum all over Jamie's face. There was no choice, really. He didn't want to shoot it into his mouth without permission, so his seed splattered against Jamie's boyish features. White gobs hung from his nose and cheeks, and dampened the blindfold. A little even landed in his hair. Ryan had pulled out of Jamie and was discarding the rubber. He saw Jack help Jamie up, still in a forced embrace around Jack's body. Their guest licked his own cum off of Jamie's face until he was clean. Ryan opened the blinds and let the fading sunlight fill the room. Then he removed Jamie's blindfold while Jack kissed him. Jamie blinked and backed up to see who he'd been having sex with. "Jack! Holy shit, man!" he cried as he took his friend into a real hug. Ryan freed Jamie's hands while they talked. "Hey, Jamie. Happy birthday!" "Now how did Ryan talk you into this?" Ryan grinned as he started undoing the rope. "Well, he explained about your fantasies and about how he thought that combining them would please everyone." "That," Ryan added, "and I once caught him checking you out, so I know he'd be interested." "Oh, thanks," Jamie said to Ryan as his ankles were freed. He stood up and went to Ryan. "Are you okay?" Ryan asked, worry written across his face. "I'm a little stiff, but I'll live," Jamie replied, smiling. "Did I do good?" "You did great. Thank you so much." Jamie kissed Ryan and hugged him. He looked back to Jack, who was grinning from ear to ear. "I guess you enjoyed yourself. C'mere." He held out an arm to make room for him. Jack came over and hugged them both. "Oh, yeah, I did. I had a couple of fantasies of my own come true today." "A couple?" Ryan marvelled. "Wow. Care to share?" "Well, first, I got to watch you suck Jamie and fuck him. I'm something of a voyeur, and you two were great." "Aw, shucks," Ryan said. "'Tweren't nothin'." "What was the other fantasy?" Jamie wanted to know. Jack got bashful all of a sudden. "I don't know if I should say...." "What, that you got to have sex with Jamie?" Ryan said. "That's no secret, Jack. I don't mind." "That's not it," said Jack. Jamie squinted his eyes at Jack. "I think," he said, "that you've got it backwards. I think he has the hots for you." Ryan stared at Jamie for a second then studied Jack's reaction. He was blushing bright red. "Is he right?" Jack hesitated, then nodded. "Yeah, he is. I've had sort of a crush on you since college. I just didn't think you were interested in me." "Why?" Ryan said. "You were on the football team. You'd gone to Europe and Australia and had all these adventures from high school. You were always telling these cool stories about what you'd done. I've never been anywhere. I was a science geek, either at diving practice or studying most of the time. I was just glad you wanted to spend time with me at all." "And you never said anything," mused Ryan. "I didn't think I stood a chance. I figured, what could I add to your life?" He sat on the bed frowning. "You could have added love," Jamie said, joining Jack on the bed. "Humor. Passion. You've got a lot to offer the right guy, Jack." "I wish I'd known, Jacky," Ryan said, kneeling next to them. "We could've had some fun times." "Yeah, but it's too late now." Jack put an arm around Jamie. "You found the right guy for you. Maybe I'll be lucky like that one day." He looked from Jamie to Ryan and back again. "I should get going." He stood up. So did Ryan. "Are you leaving my birthday party so soon? Can't you stay for dinner?" Jack just looked at Jamie. "We can order pizza or something. I mean, you and Ryan haven't actually had sex with each other yet," he said, grabbing both their asses, "and that is something I think I'd like to see." He winked at Ryan. "Do you mean it?" Jack said. "Sure. We can tie Ryan to the bedposts, you can have your way with him, and I'll watch." Ryan laughed. "I'm serious. What goes around, comes around, right?" "Uh," Ryan commented. Jamie slid up close to Ryan and laid a hand on his chest to go with the one on his butt. "You trust me, right? And Jack's your friend. He won't hurt you. You'll be safe, I promise." Jamie looked him right in the eye. "What do you say, Ryan? You can say no, and that's alright." He touched Ryan's cock, which had risen to hardness once again. "But I don't think you want to say no, do you?"

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