The Climbing Hut

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The Climbing HutI had just come over the shoulder of the lower part of the north ridgeof the Eiger and I was relieved to see the mountain hut in a small valleyabout a hundred feet below me. It was beginning to get dark and the snowwas starting to fall again so it was really time to find shelter for thenight. As I made my way across the snow to the hut I could see a faintyellow light in the window so I should have company. I shook the snow frommy boots, pushed open the door and entered the hut. A blast of warm airgreeted me. My companion for the next few hours had clearly been there forquite a while. He had got the stove going and the hut was nice and warm. Icould smell coffee and a stew on the stove.I looked calculatingly at him. He was about five foot six and slightlybuilt, weighing at least fourty pounds less than my two hundred and ten. He had longish blonde hair and very delicate, almost feminine, features. His legs and arms were very smooth and almost hairless and there was notrace of facial hair on his smooth cheeks. As the hut was very warm he waswearing only a tight tee-shirt and a pair of shorts. He had climbing socksto keep his feet warm on the bare wooden boards of the floor. He looked upat me apprehensively.I nodded to him and took off my boots and weather gear. As it was sowarm I stripped immediately to a pair of shorts. I saw him glance quicklyat me out of the corner of his eyes and a flush stained his cheek as herealised that I had caught him watching me. I saw a book on a nearbytable. It was in English so I was on fairly safe ground. “Aren’t you goingto pour me a coffee, k**?” I asked abruptly as I walked over and sat on theonly large comfortable chair in the hut next to the stove. I let him fussround getting my coffee while I just relaxed never taking my eyes off him.My continual scrutiny was making him uncomfortable. He brought my coffeeover and handed it to me and I could see him, despite himself, run his eyesover my body. I am six foot four so I was considerably taller and heavierthan he was. In contrast to him I have rather thick dark body hair. I amwell muscled with well-defined pectorals as I work out regularly. Mynipples are particularly prominent surrounded by large dark areolae. Allof this he could see since I had stripped to my shorts and it was clearlymaking him uncomfortable. What he couldn’t see was that under my shorts Ihave a fairly large prick. It is about eight inches long when erect andpretty thick. As I am circumcised the knobhead is the size of a smallorange.I continued to look at him as I drank my coffee. “What’s your name,k**?” I asked abruptly. “Jonathan” he said in a rather high-pitchedunsteady voice. I could see that in addition to his rather femininefeatures he had a distinctly plump body with prominent breast moundsoutlined under his tight tee-shirt, almost like the developing tits of ateenage girl. I could see his small nipples clearly through the thinfabric. As he was walking away after handing me my coffee, I noticed thathe had rather chubby calves and thighs leading up to a very meaty arse. When he turned I could see the slight bulge of his prick and balls againstthe material of his shorts.”Are you going up or down?” I asked him. “I would be too scared to goany higher than this” he said in his breathy voice “I’ve been here for twodays waiting for the weather to improve so that I could get down”. “Ithink that we may be here another day” I said casually “the weather isclosing in and no-one else will be able to get to the hut until it beginsto clear”. He began to look anxious.”Are you married, Jonathan?” I asked. “Yes” he said shyly “I am onhoneymoon and my wife is in a hotel down in Grindelwald below. We arestaying for two weeks”.The possibilities of this situation were intriguing. A young, straight,recently married man at my disposal for at least a day. I was sufficientlymore powerful than he was to be sure that I could do what I liked but I wasconfident that not much physical force would be required. With types likeJonathan, mental control is much easier and ultimately more satisfying.I looked round the hut. There was just one room with a smallcurtained-off toilet area. There was only one large bed in one corner. Originally there had been two bunks but previous climbers had used the woodfor the stove and they were an unusable ruin in one corner. There was alarge table with four straight wooden kitchen chairs, on one of whichJonathon was sitting and one large padded chair by the stove which I hadautomatically commandeered as if by right. I began to exert more control.”Well, from the smell you seem to have made supper” I said “why don’tyou go ahead and serve it out”. He started fussing with pots and pans likea housewife while I looked in the cupboards and in the small fridge. Ifound to my pleasure that previous occupants had left a few bottles ofstrong German beer. I lay back in the chair with my feet to the stove andwatched him serve my dinner. “Get some beer from the cupboard, k**” Icommanded “and pour me a glass. You won’t want any”. He looked at me insurprise, did as I said but did not reply.When he had served the dinner I came to the table and sat opposite him.I drank my beer and enjoyed a pretty good stew. I had finished mine beforehe was halfway through his. “Get me some more, k**” I ordered abruptly. He hurried to do as I said and it was clear that he was more than a littlefrightened of me. That was good!. I finished my second plateful and lefthim at the table while I went back to my chair. “Make some fresh coffee” Icommanded casually and lay back and shut my eyes. I dozed for a fewminutes until the aroma of fresh coffee stirred me. I just held out myhand and he rushed across with a mug. he sat on a hard chair watching mewarily like a mongoose watching a snake.As I drank my coffee I began to feel nice and relaxed and I could feelmy prick beginning to stir as I looked across at Jonathan who was sittingon a hard chair by the stove with his thighs tightly pressed together andhis hands clenched on his knees. He looked very uptight. I was verypleased with the set-up which had endless possibilities. I could of coursehave done anything I liked to him at any time as I was so much morepowerful. He was too afraid and uptight to put up much resistance. I amnever crude however. I am an artist who likes to mess with minds as wellas bodies and I felt that I was in for a good evening. I began to pressurehim.”What’s your wife’s name k**, and how old is she?” I asked casually. Heanswered before he thought. “Her name is Jane and she is twenty-two likeme”. It was time to let him know how things were going to be so that therewas no misunderstanding. “And has Jane got big tits?” I asked deliberatelycrudely. “You can’t talk about my wife like that!” he gasped. I sighed,got up from my chair and walked over to him. He cowered back. I wound thefingers of my left hand in his long soft blonde hair and pulled him to hisfeet. I began to slap his face with my right hand first on one cheek withthe open hand and then backhanded across the other. I did this hard fiveor six times until he began to sob. He was pulling against my hand but Ihad too firm a grip in his hair for him to move much. I threw him backdown on his hard chair and he sat sobbing rubbing his cheek. “We will geton much better, k**, if you do as you are told” I warned him. “Now, answerthe question”. There was a pause and he said reluctantly “She hasmedium-sized breasts”. “Describe her in detail” I ordered.He looked at me with hatred and fear in his hazel eyes. “She is aboutfive-foot four with a trim figure, medium-sized breasts and nice legs”. “Has she got a nice arse?” I asked him brutally. “I think so” hewhispered. “I think I’d like to see a picture of her” I said withauthority. He looked at me and went to his pack which lay on the foot ofthe big bed. he took some photographs from a pocket and I thought that helooked furtive and uncomfortable. I glanced quickly at a series ofphotographs of a trim, conventionally pretty young brunette. She didn’t doanything for me. I was more interested in her husband. “Have you gotanything else of Jane’s with you?” I asked, his manner having given himaway. He looked at me sickly. “Open your pack on the bed” I ordered. Knowing that resistance was useless he reluctantly did as I had commanded.I walked over and looked through his belongings. At once I found what hewas trying to hide. It was a yellow baby-doll shortie nightie withmatching panties in either silk or the best sheer nylon. I picked it upenjoying the feel of the fabric and looked at the blushing young man. “Andwhat have we here then?” I mocked. He looked down at his feet but did notreply. “Well?” I asked threateningly. “That’s my wife’s” he whispered”she wore it on our wedding night. I brought it to remind me of her”.”We are going to be spending a lot of time together” I said “and youmight as well be comfortable. As I like to see my partners in sexy clotheswhy don’t you put on your wife’s nightie and cute little panties for me?”He flinched visibly at the word ‘partners’ and I could see the fear in hiseyes. “I couldn’t” he gasped “I am straight and I couldn’t wear women’sclothes”. I just looked at him. “Let me put it this way, k**” I saidquietly “if you are not out of your gear and into that nightie in the nextfive minutes the slaps you just had will be nothing to what you will get. Iwill beat you to a pulp”. I took a drink of my coffee and lay back andshut my eyes. He reluctantly picked up the nightie and went into thecurtained-off toilet area. A few minutes later I heard him emergehesitantly. “Come over here and stand in front of me” I ordered. I wasvery pleased with his appearance. The hem of the nightie was just belowhis balls which I could see outlined in the tight silk panties. The bodiceclung tightly to his breast mounds defining them clearly and his nipplesand little areolae were prominent through the tight silk. “Yes” I thought”you will make a very sexy companion for the night”. Before going furtherphysically I thought I would screw his mind up a bit more. “Just standwhere you are with your samsun escort hands by your sides” I said “I want to know a bitmore about you and Jane”. He stood looking at me, visibly trembling.”Did you fuck Jane before you were married?” I asked casually. Heblushed and said quietly “No, of course not I respected her too much. Shewas a virgin on our wedding night”. “And how long were you engaged?” Iasked. “Just over two years” he said miserably. “And in all that time younever fucked her?” I said incredulously “what did you do? You must havedone something! Did you feel her tits and cunt?”. He blushed furiouslybut knew that he would have to answer. From the promptness of his reply Iknew that he had decided that his ordeal would be shortened if he told mewhat I wanted to know. “In the cinema and in other places where it wasdark I used to touch her breasts over her clothes. I never touched hersex”. “Her cunt, you mean” I said brutally. “He nodded miserably “Hercunt” he agreed. “And did she ever touch your prick?” I asked. There wasa long pause. He said quietly and wretchedly “When it was dark and shecouldn’t see me, she used to rub me through my trousers”. “Wank you, youmean” I said. He nodded. “And did she ever make you come?” He noddedagain.”Did you have many girlfriends before Jane?” I asked. He shook hishead. “So that was your only experience of sex with a girl before you weremarried. Have you ever had sex with a man?” He looked at me with horror.”No, of course not!! I told you, I am straight. The thought ofhomosexuality repels me”. “Oh dear!” I thought “It’s just not going to beyour night Jonathan!””Lift the hem of your nightie and turn round completely once, slowly” Idemanded. He looked at me aghast. He must have known since I ordered himinto the feminine attire that something was going to happen but now herealised that it was starting. He reluctantly raised the hem of hisnightie displaying his panties. They clung to his prick and balls clearlydefining them. His prick was semi-erect and about five inches long but notvery thick. A small stain of pre-cum was evident. “You’ve got quite asexy little prick and arse” I said “It’s time to get comfortable. Comeover here and pull my shorts off”. I raised my arse and he reluctantlycomplied looking with horrified fascination at my large semi-erect prickand hairy balls but quickly moving away to stand by the table.I stood up and walked over to his slight, trembling figure. I put myhand between his legs, cupped his balls through the sexy nylon of hispanties and began to feel him up. “Have you ever been touched up by aproper man?” I asked. He looked terrified. “I told you I am straight. Ihave never done anything with men before. I think that it is disgusting”.I casually fondled his prick and balls and he became erect under myfingers. “What about this then?” I mocked “Jonathan’s got a hard-on”. Looking into his long-lashed sexy hazel eyes I began to gently wank him. “Is this what Jane used to do?” I asked. He nodded miserably, biting hislower lip.I turned him so that his back was to me and began to rub my stiffeningprick against his plump arse. I continued to gently wank him through thesilk panties with my right hand while I kissed his neck under his softblonde hair. I put my left hand round under his arm on to his little titand began to feel him, pulling him hard against me on to my prick. I beganto twist his nipple through the nightie as I wanked him. He gasped andtrembled in my arms. “You are a sexy little piece, Jonathan” I whisperedinto his ear “I am going to have some fun tonight”. He groaned again. Isuddenly let him go and walked back and sat down leaving him standingshaking. “Get me another beer” I ordered ” and then come over here”. Hedid as I commanded without delay and stood in front of me looking down inhorror at my eight inch erect prick and hairy balls. “I think that itwould be nice if you sat on my knee, don’t you? I am sure that you like itwhen Jane sits on your knee. Well, you’re my girl for this evening”. Heshook his head in horrified refusal. “That was not a question” I chuckledreaching for his reluctant hand and sitting him on my lap so that my stiffprick protruded between his plump thighs just below his balls. I put myarm round him on to his plump little breast and began to feel his titagain. “Suck my nipples Jonathan, do both alternately” I said casually. Helooked dumbstruck. “I couldn’t” he whispered in horror. I just wound hishair in my hand and put his mouth to my hairy nipple. “Just get sucking” Iordered “using your lips, teeth and tongue, the way I hope that you havebegun to learn to suck Jane’s tits”. Nothing seemed to be happening so Igave his hair a threatening jerk. I began to feel him begin to suck mynipple, using his teeth to tease it and his tongue on the areaola. I lethim get on with it and put my hand between his legs and began to fondle hisprick and balls again. I lay back with one hand back on his tit and theother feeling his prick and balls while he unwillingly sucked my nipples,moving from one to the other. He really was not bad for a beginner and Ibegan to feel waves of sensation from my nipples as he reluctantly suckedthem. I enjoyed the feeling of his plump arse cheeks on my hard thighs asI looked down at my unwilling partner. I moved his head from my nipple andlooked into his eyes.”Let’s see if Jane has taught you how to kiss properly” I said. Hiseyes widened but without giving him time to protest, or even think I putone hand behind his head and pulled him to me. He gasped. I put my tongueto his lips and gently but insistently pressured him until, despitehimself, his lips parted. I took possession of his mouth, treating him asI would a sexy girl. I gave him a long deep kiss, sucking on his tongueand exploring his cheeks and gums with my demanding tongue. He sattrembling and blushing on my lap as I continued my long deep kiss, my handcupping his balls. His prick was stiff against the silk of his panties. Imoved my hand from his balls to his tits and began to fondle his plumpbreast mounds through his nightie occasionally twisting his nipples. Hegasped into my mouth against the kiss. I moved my lips from his and lookedinto his blushing face. “Well, you’re a sexy little piece, Jonathan” Isaid mockingly “you’ll do very nicely for tonight”. My fingers weregetting sweaty from his balls so I moved my hand further back and slid afinger up the leg of his panties straight up his arse. He went rigid withshock. “You just can’t do that” he gasped “you just can’t! It’s soperverted”. I just laughed and gave his arse a quick gentle finger-fuckbefore I pushed him off my lap. “Go and get me another beer and go and liedown on the bed”. His resistance seemed at an end for the present and hedid as I told him without comment. I went over to the big bed andstretched out beside him. I lay propped up on the pillows drinking my beerand looking at my blushing partner.”You and Jane had so little sex before you were married that you musthave done quite a lot of wanking” I remarked conversationally. He blusheddeeper. “Well?” I asked. He nodded dumbly. “Every day?” I asked. “Mostdays” he whispered. “Good” I said “you should be an expert. I feel like anice wank. Just get on and toss me off”. He took one look at me andrealised that resistance would be useless. As I lay back and drank my beermy terrified young companion began to toss me off. He was really quitegood at it, rapidly working up a nice rhythm while looking at my big stiffprick in horrified fascination. “Feel my balls with your other hand” Iordered and he hastened to comply. I just relaxed back and enjoyed my beerwhile the frightened straight young husband dressed in his wife’s sexyhoneymoon nightie lay wanking me and fondling my big hairy balls. Helooked utterly humiliated. I put my beer down and motioned him towards me.I made him come to me and I began to give him another deep kiss while hewas wanking me. He must have realised by now that he was helpless becauseall the fight seemed to have gone out of him although I would be surprisedthough if more compulsion would not be needed before the end of the night.I released his lips. “Take your panties off Jonathan” I ordered “they aregoing to be in the way”. Without comment he slid them down his plump legsand dropped them on the floor. I lay and looked into his eyes while Ifondled his bare, almost hairless balls and his stiff little prick. Inodded downwards and he recommenced tossing me off as expertly as before.I looked calculatingly at Jonathan who looked back warily. “Did Janesuck you off on your wedding night?” I asked. he looked shocked. “Certainly not, I would never ask her to do such a dirty thing”. “I’msorry you feel like that” I chuckled “because I want you to suck me offnow”. “I couldn’t” he whispered “I just couldn’t, I’d be sick. You can’tmake me do that. I won’t. It is what queers do”. I just smiled. “It iswhat proper girls do for their men” I said firmly “now start licking myprick and balls”. He shuddered and shrank away from me beginning to cry.”I just can’t” he sobbed. “Oh, I think you can, Jonathan” I said, puttingone hand round his shoulders and moving his face towards my sweaty groin.Even now he tried to pull back as he smelt the male tang of my sweat. “Idon’t want to have to slap you” I warned. I felt his breath on my ballsand the softness of his tongue as he began to lick me. I put my hand onhis soft blonde hair and pressed his head into my groin. “Lick me harder”I commanded harshly “go all over my prick and balls”.I relaxed back, enjoying the sensation while he cleaned up my sweatyballs and stiff prick with his reluctant tongue but I noticed that he wascarefully avoiding the threatening swell of my knobhead. “Time to put astop to this” I thought. “Jonathan” I said gently. He looked up at me,clearly hoping that I was going to let him stop. He should be so lucky! “You have cleaned up my sweat nicely and it feels much better.” He wasquietly crying. “Now take the end of my prick into your mouth and suck meoff”. He looked hopelessly at me. “Please don’t make me do this” hebegged “I’ll do anything”. “Just escort samsun do it” I snapped and watched him take aprick between his lips for the first time. I reached down and put my handon his soft blonde hair pushing his mouth firmly on to my prick. “Toss meoff gently into your mouth” I ordered “and suck my in time as you wank. Look at me while you are doing it and don’t dare move your eyes from mine.Just keep on sucking me off until I tell you that you can stop”. He gotthe message very quickly and before long I was looking down at my newlittle cocksucker with his lips firmly closed around my thick shaft, hiswide hazel eyes fixed on mine, tossing me off into his mouth and giving mea really pretty competent blowjob. “Every so often, Jonathan, pause insucking but keep on wanking. Draw your lips back so that only about aninch of my prick is in your mouth and run your soft tongue over the bottomrim of my knobhead”. He complied and a delicious wave of sensation floodedthrough me. “That’s wonderful, Jonathan darling. You are a really goodlittle cocksucker”. He mechanically went back to tossing me off into hismouth and sucking me off with just the right degree of suction as the blushdeepened on his cheeks. I just lay back and watched him humiliatinghimself as he sucked off a man for the first time enjoying the repugnanceand fear in his eyes. He was doing such a good job that I could feel thepressure beginning to build again in my balls. I let him carry on suckingme off as the warmth built up. He knew that something was about to happenand I saw his eyes widen. I put my hand on his neck under his blonde hairholding his mouth firmly on my prick and pushing further until he wastaking about four inches. “Just keep on sucking me off” I ordered harshly.The pressure built and I felt my prick spasm as I shot a load of hot cuminto his reluctant mouth. He did not dare to move but looked wide-eyedwith horror at me, he mouth firmly clamped on my softening prick.I lay back and let him remove his mouth from my prick. A small streamof white cum ran down from one corner. He grabbed for a towel from besidethe bed and rubbed his mouth furiously. “You filthy a****l!” he gasped. Ijust laughed. “That’s what you will make Jane do to you if you have anysense” I said “if a wife sucks her husband off every day it tends to keepher in her place. I need to relax, go and get me another beer”. He did asI asked clearly feeling that anything was preferable to being on the bedwith me. I noticed with amusement that he quickly cleaned his teeth. Iindicated to the bed by my side and he reluctantly lay down.I lay on my elbow looking into his frightened eyes. Putting my handunder the hem of his silk nightie I began to feel him again. As usual,despite himself, he rapidly became stiff under my fingers. “Have you everhad a man up your arse?” I asked casually. He looked absolutelythunderstruck. “I told you I am straight and I have never been with a man.You can’t do that to me”. I just laughed. “If there is one thing I amgood at, it is breaking in virgins” I said “tonight is your nightJonathan”. He began to cry, great racking sobs. “Pull your heels up toyour arse and spread your thighs” I ordered brusquely. He mutely did as Icommanded and I put a small pillow under his arse raising it and giving megood access. I could see the dimple of his little arse hole behind hisdangling balls. All this time I was gently wanking his stiff little prick.He looked at me in mute horror, sobbing convulsively. “I think that wewill need quite a lot of lubrication for your little arse” I saidconversationally as I increased the tempo of the wank. Despite himself hegave a groan through his sobs and came all over his stomach.”That will do nicely” I said and moved to kneel between Jonathan’s legswith my knees pressing his splayed thighs further apart. I casually put myfingers in the cum on his plump little belly and he gasped loudly as Itransferred it to my prick making sure that it was nice and greasy. I tookmore of his cum on my fingers and began to smear Jonathan’s arse. He gavea loud sob. “Please don’t, you can’t, it’s horrible” he pleaded.With no more messing about I put the head of my big stiff pick againstJonathan’s virgin arse and gently pushed. He looked up at me, sobbingquietly and biting his bottom lip. Suddenly I felt the muscle give and thehead of my prick entered his arse. I pushed it in about two inches and hegave a deep shuddering gasp. I lay more forward so that we were almost inthe missionary position and I began to fondle his plump little chest. Icould feel his nipple pressing against my palm through the nylon so I tookit between finger and thumb and began to slowly twist it. He was sobbingloudly. Suddenly I felt the walls of his arse become much more moist,compliant and relaxed and I slowly pushed until I was sheathed in him to myballs. I lay on him, holding his nipple and looked into his eyes. “I havejust taken your virginity, Jonathan” I said “and it wasn’t difficult wasit? You didn’t put up much of a struggle, I must say!” He closed his eyes,shaking. I gently slapped his cheek. “Open your eyes, and keep them fixedon mine” I snapped. I began to kiss him while I felt his nipple and beganto fuck him more vigorously using all of my prick. His eyes widened and hebegan to pant under my lips. I took my lips from his and looked into hiseyes, “Put your legs round my back” I said “and start moving your hips. Iam doing all the work here”. His terrified eyes stared into mine as tearsbegan to stream from his eyes but he reluctantly wrapped his plump legsaround me just above my arse and began to pull me into him. His hips beganto move with me and we began a nice slow rhythmical deep and satisfyingfuck. He was gasping with each stroke of my prick. He clasped me with histhighs as tightly as any girl and his hips moved sweetly in rhythm to mydeep thrusts. I lifted myself a little so that I could get my hands on hischest and I began to feel him again playing with his nipples while I fuckedhim. “You have quite a pretty pair of little tits here, you know” I saidto him. He blushed furiously.All this time his legs were clasped round me and I was fucking him hard.I looked into his eyes. “Are you enjoying this?” He was silent. “Come on”I said. He hesitated then suddenly gasped in a high-pitched breathy voice”No, I hate it. You know I am not gay and you are forcing me. I thinkthat you are horrible”. He had stopped sobbing and was looking up at mewith hatred and fear in his hazel eyes. I moved up to his lips stilltwisting his nipple gently. “Kiss me Jonathan, I am going to come insideyou” With no more ado I pressed his lips on his and pushed my tongueimperiously into his soft mouth sucking on his tongue. I began to slowlyincrease the vigour of my strokes and I could smell him sweating under me.I felt the familiar tingle begin in my balls and my cock hardened as theejaculation approached although as I had come into his mouth not longbefore I was able to last a bit longer. I shot a load of cum deep up hisarse and just lay still on him, feeling his cute little tits and kissinghis soft full lips. His unclasped his legs from my sweaty hips legs andlay impaled on my softening prick a well-fucked deflowered virgin.I pulled my prick from his arse and lay down on my back with my handsbehind my head. Jonathan lay with his knees splayed out in a state ofshock from the experience he had just endured. I thought that it was timeto wake him up. As I had a slave for the night, why not make use of him?The hut was very hot and after our exertions we were both stinking withsweat. I didn’t care much but it was a great chance to further humiliatemy young companion. “Get over here” I commanded. He looked at me withdead eyes. “Don’t make me have to come and get you” I said with somemenace. He moved across the bed towards me, holding the hem of his nightiedown over his soft prick. “Fucking you has made me all sweaty” I saidconversationally “it’s your job to lick it all off, starting with my prickand balls”. He looked at me with horror. “I am getting tired of tellingyou things twice” I said “any more hesitation and you’ll go over my kneeand I’ll spank you until you can’t sit down for a week”. I felt his breathon my balls and then his tongue as he began to clean me up. I lay back anddrank my beer, looking down at the frightened young man.”When you’ve finished my balls, get up here and suck my tits for awhile” I said. “We are not finished yet so you can give me a nice wank toget me ready for you again”. He reluctantly moved up and began to suck mytits and I felt his soft hand tossing off my semi-erect prick It would takea while to get me ready again but I was in no hurry. I lay back drinkingmy beer, enjoying the sensations from my tits, while he worked on my sweatybody. I put my hand in his hair and lifted his head from my tit, bringinghis lips to mine. I lay kissing him with authority while he carried ontossing off my soft prick. I could see the resignation in his hazel eyesas he submitted to my caresses. I took my lips from his and said quietly”My armpits are all sweaty, get in there and lick them out”. “I can’t, itwill make me sick” he quavered. I sighed and slapped him hard across thecheek. He looked at me in horror, the marks of my fingers clearly visibleon his pale skin. “I warned you” I said “if you don’t want more, just geton with it”. He lifted my arm and began to lick out my armpit, shudderinggently and quietly sobbing, all the time continuing to toss me off. I lethim move to the other side and do that one as well. I was beginning tofeel much fresher now but I could tell that the wank was not doing much forme. I clearly needed a rest to get my strength back.”OK k**” I said harshly “You can stop tossing me off, it isn’t doing anygood yet. Make me some coffee and some sandwiches. Don’t worry aboutanything for you, you don’t deserve any”. He did not look at me but rushedoff to the stove to do as I had said. I could see the sheer nylon stickingto his sweaty body and clinging to his arse-cheeks, outlining the cleft ofhis plump arse. He brought my coffee and stood samsun escort bayan uncertainly by the bed. Ipatted the covers. “Come back to bed darling” I said maliciously. Heblushed at the endearment but did as I ordered.”Fucking you has made my arse all sweaty” I said conversationally “justget down there and clean it up”. I lay back, spread my thighs wider andpushed a cushion under my arse so that he had complete access to my hairyhole. “Oh God!” he gasped “you can’t want me to do that. It is completelyperverted. No one would do it”. “You will Jonathan” I said “you know whatI will do to you if you give me any trouble”. He reluctantly moved downbetween my thighs and with a sob moved his head forward behind my balls andI felt him begin to lick my perineum, moving reluctantly towards my sweatyarse. I put my hand on his head and pulled him firmly between my thighsuntil I felt his lips on my arsehole. “Now just kiss my hole, running yourtongue around the rim and pushing it as deeply up me as you can”. Hesobbed but complied and I relaxed back as he sucked and kissed my sweatyhole pushing his hot tongue deep inside me. He was crying quietly. Thesensation was incredible as I looked down at the completely straight youngblonde man dressed in a cute nightie between my spread thighs sucking,kissing firmly and deeply tonguing my sweaty arse. I lay back and watchedhim as he humiliated himself, destroying the last vestiges of hisself-respect, enjoying the sensations that spread from my arse hole throughmy body. I made him do it for what must have seemed hours to him but I wasenjoying it too much to let him stop. Finally I patted him on the head. “That’s fine, Jonathan, my hole is nice and clean now. You can go back tosucking me off”. He quickly moved from my arse, looked up into my eyes,and took my soft prick deep into his hot mouth between his lips. He beganto automatically toss me off as he sucked me. I put my hand on his headand gently moved it back and forwards so that he was fucking my prick withhis mouth but I wasn’t getting hard. I took my hand away and he continuednursing at my soft prick with his sweet young mouth his head bobbingbackwards and forwards. He had become a natural cocksucker in a shorttime. I looked down at the humiliated husband with his sweet lips around mysoft prick. “Still think you’re straight then?” I mocked. He shuddered,tears rolling down his flushed cheeks. I just lay and relaxed drinking mycoffee and eating my sandwiches while Jonathan worked on my soft prick withhis hot young mouth.I decided that I had had it for the present and it was getting lateanyway. “Time to crash out” I said “blow out the lamp and let’s get somesleep”. He pulled his lips from my prick as though it was hot and went andblew out the lamp. The hut was now lit only by the soft red glow of thestove. I could hear the storm outside and wondered if we should be able toleave in the morning. It sounded fierce. I ignored Jonathan and turningaway from him settled down to sleep. Before I dropped off I heard himsobbing quietly as he cried himself to sleep. I had turned his worldupside down in a few short hours!I awoke sometime later in the warm hut. I could smell the sweat from myyoung bedmate as I heard him breathing deeply as he slept. I would nothave been surprised to find him awake and crying. He was lying on hisback. I was beginning to feel like some more fun so I put my hand on hisprick and gently felt it’s soft length before moving down to fondle hisballs. I moved back to his little prick and began to give him a gentlewank. Even although he was asleep he stiffened under my fingers. I tossedhim off a little harder and he awoke with a deep gasp. “Oh God!” hewhispered “not again! Please leave me alone”. I laughed quietly.”I feel ready for some more fun. You know how I like it so get downthere and suck my arse while you toss me off and get me ready”. “I can’t”he sobbed “please don’t make me”. I just squeezed his balls until hegasped with pain. “Please don’t” he pleaded, holding my wrist. “Just geton with it then” I ordered, turning my back to him. I felt his breath onmy arse and he parted my cheeks. He put his lips to my hole and began tosuck it, pushing his tongue up inside me. A wave of sensation spread to myballs and prick which rapidly hardened. I felt his soft hand on my knoband he began to expertly toss me off while vigorously tonguing and suckingmy sweaty arse. I turned to him and simply pushed my stiff prick betweenhis lips and he automatically began to suck me off. He was becoming verywell trained. I lay in the darkness enjoying the feel of his soft mouthenveloping my stiff prick. I let him suck me off for a while and then,grasping him by the hair I roughly pulled him up my body until we were faceto face. I could feel his gasping breathing on my cheek. “I feel like afuck, Jonathan” I said “so get on your back and spread your legs”. Hiswill was broken and he spread his thighs compliantly. I moved between hislegs and shoved the whole eight inches straight up his arse, still moistfrom my earlier cum until I was buried up him to the balls. I didn’t haveto say anything. he clasped me with his plump thighs and began to movewith me as I roughly shagged the arse off him. His plump little body madea lovely ride but I was not worried about prolonging it. I fucked himuntil I felt the warmth flooding my body spreading out from my balls and Ishot another load of hot cum up his young arse. I pulled my prick outalmost at once, turned my back on him and settled down to sleep. I couldhear him sobbing in the darkness.When I awoke it was still dark and I had a raging hard-on. I lookedacross at Jonathan and I saw his eyes open in the light of the stove. “Geton with it, cocksucker” was all I had to say and he obediently moved downthe bed and began to give me a nice blow-job. I just lay and relaxed,slowly waking up while he sucked me off. The weather seemed better and Icould not hear the wind. I let him suck me until I felt the tell-talewarmth in my balls and then I motioned him up the bed. I took him in myarms and gave him a searching kiss, tasting my cum on his lips whileslipping a hand behind him and beginning to finger-fuck his wet arse whichwas noticeably slacker than it had been. I fucked him with two fingers asI was kissing him without causing him obvious discomfort. When I was fullyawake I released him. “OK, k**, make some coffee for me and then get onand make my breakfast. There’s some stuff in my pack”. I lay and watchedhim as he lit the lamp and made my coffee. Soon the smell of frying baconand eggs began to fill the warm hut. He made a cute little figure in hiscrumpled and sweaty silk nightie as he bustled around making my breakfast.I finished my coffee and as I still had a raging hard-on I thought I wouldhave a last fuck before I ate.I got up and moved behind him, putting one hand round him to fondle hisballs and the other on his tit which I squeezed firmly. “I fancy a fuck,Jonathan. Just the thing to work up an appetite. Put my breakfast in theoven for a while”. I released him and watched him obey me while emitting ahopeless, helpless sob. I went and sat on one of the hard kitchen chairs.He turned from the oven and stood looking at me. “Please, no, not again”he whimpered. I motioned him towards me and, taking his hand, I drew himto me so that he was standing facing me with his thighs outside mine andhis arse cheeks spread. I knew that his arse was moist from justfinger-fucking him so I pulled him closer giving me good access to hisgreasy hole and pressed my thighs against his so that he was forced tospread his legs wider, opening his arse to my prick. “Guide my knob intoyour arse Jonathan” I ordered. He gave a convulsive sob but compliantlytook my stiff prick in his little hand and brought it to his spread arsecheeks. I put my hands on his waist and pulled him down on to me, smoothlypushing my big stiff prick right up his greasy reluctant arse. He gave agasp of pain and anguish but it was too late. I was in him to the ballsand it felt great. The moist sweaty walls of his arse gripped my pricksweetly.As I was so much taller that he was, sitting astride me he could easilyreach my nipples. I moved his face to my sweaty chest. “Get sucking” Iordered” and fuck me using your legs to push”. I felt his lips quiescenton my nipple. I slapped his arse suddenly and hard. He gasped. “Getsucking” I repeated “and move your sexy little bum”. I began to feel wavesof sensation from my erect nipple as he began to move on my prick. Hequickly got the hang of the rhythm but I controlled his movements until Ihad him giving me a deep satisfying slow fuck while pleasuring my stiffnipple with his hot reluctant pouting young lips. I was enjoying myselfand I just sat while the unhappy husband moved rhythmically on my stiffprick and sucked first one hard nipple and then the other as I directed hishead. I felt his hot lips drawing harder on my hard sensitive nipple as Ifucked deep into his now yielding arse. The heat built up in my balls andI drew Jonathan’s head up. I looked into his defeated eyes, pulled hislips to mine and gave him a slow deep sexy kiss while I shot my load intohis soft arse. I relaxed, cuddling the sweaty young body in my arms andfondling his plump buttocks through the silk as my prick softened. Islowly pulled my semi-erect prick from his arse. He gasped as I pushed himto his feet. His face was beaded with sweat, his nightie clinging to himand his hair was lank. He stood in front of me with cum running down histhighs. I indicated a chair. “Get me my breakfast and go and sit overthere”. He meekly complied and stiffly sat watching me across the table asI began my breakfast. I did not offer to let him eat or drink.When I had finished eating I looked out of the window. It was a crispmorning with light snow and almost no wind so I decided to push on to thesummit. I had a wash, packed my gear and dressed in my high altitude kit,finally pulling on my boots. All this time Jonathan was sitting, thighsclenched together in his sticky nightie watching me tensely. I put on mypack and moved to the door. At last I looked at him. “So long, k**” Isaid “I hope you get down OK. I’ll be back in Grindelwald in a couple ofdays and I may call on you and Jane”. I closed the door of the hut on hishorrified look and moved across the snowfield towards the north ridge.

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