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This is starting off a bit slower that I usually go.  The tags will happen over the course of upcoming chapters. This is the long set up.  I hope you enjoy this one as always. - Frank.

 

Abduction   Part One

 

by F_R_Eaky

 

 

 

Julian was expecting to have a decent day today.  He didn't have any grand expectations for it, but he figured he would at least moderately enjoy himself at the Pride Festival activities on this balmy Saturday afternoon.  Coming in from the middle entrance he knew he'd turn to the right to walk down the main promenade, looking at only the booths on the right hand side.  He'd then see who was on stage at this end of the promenade before turning round and heading up the entire length of promenade to see what booths were on what originally was his left hand side and then at the end who was on at the stage on the left side promenade end.  After that he'd go back up that half of the promenade to the center and scope out all the food booths.  Tomorrow he'd let his friends know which ones had the best food for the best price to have lunch at after the big Pride Parade.  For the now, he'd scope out everything on the promenade and afterwards he'd walk off to the side to head to the Missouri-Illinois LGBTQ History display pavilion.

 

 

 

It was early in the Pride Festival day, so the promenade wasn't crowded yet.  There was plenty of walking room.  At the end of the right hand side of the promenade the stage was bare, nothing happening as of yet.  No performers.  No awards.  No competitions.  No administrative announcements.  Julian looked down at his feet to rest his eyes from the harsh glare of the sun.  He always forgot to bring his sunglasses..  Seeing that his right shoelace was untied, he stepped off to the side of the stage so as not to go butt up in the crowd and bent down to tie his shoe.

 

 

 

What happened next would change Julian's life forever.  A strange and wondrous series of events would begin right here and now, although, if Julian foresaw what would happen he'd probably have done his best to stop it.

 

 

 

Coming up from tying his shoe, Julian felt a sharp blow to the back of his head.  It wasn't enough to make him unconscious, but certainly enough to knock his senses off line for a few minutes.  If that wasn't bad enough, a fairly large and meaty hand grabbed his left arm and helped pull his torso up, the hand's partner rushed in and gut punched Julian severely.  He would have doubled over but his head met a great wall of pectoral muscles.  As he stood there in a semi conscious state, breathing into the shirt covered valley of a set of protruding pecs, his body supported in a standing position by his attacker's hands and arms, those arms pulled him in close, tilted his head back, and began to suck face, long, passionately, and deeply, as if Julian had just walked on and became an extra of  a Sean Cody production.

 

 

 

His mind tried to tell Julian he should do something, but the blow to his head made his vision and his mind spin and his nose tingle.  The punch to the gut made it almost impossible to breathe, which in turn affected his reasoning capabilities, and his attacker lip locking with him only took the impossibility from almost to absolute.  The rest of the world, if anyone saw him, saw Julian becoming weak in the arms of his lover. 

 

 

 

And what a lover this attacker could be.  Midway through the deep passionate pucker, the man wrapped one arm under Julian's ass and easily hoisted the 5' 9", 155 pound, platinum haired, ice blue eyed, twenty year old off the ground. In a few short minutes Julian was carried away to an awaiting van parked at one of the metered parking spaces outlining the park.  Depositing Julian into the passenger seat, his abductor quickly placed a blindfold over Julian's eyes and then tied his wrists to the arms of the seat and buckled him in.  That was the only thing about the car ride that Julian would ever recall.

 

 

 

Julian did realize when they stopped that it was several hours later.  The white blindfold over his eyes allowed colors of various pastel light through and a cooler breeze caressed his skin which meant it was now around dusk.  His nostrils were also filled with the scent of a fresher breeze, tinged with hay and occasionally the smell of animal manure - he was at a farm.  This was confirmed when a large door was heard to be rolled open and he was escorted inside.  Walking all the way to the other end of the barn, Julian was placed into a chair and given a grunt command with a firm hand on a shoulder as an order to sit down.   After being placed in the chair his hands and legs were then bound to them using some sort of fairly strong rope.

 

 

 

["I apologize for the rough handling.  I am a bit taller and stronger than most men."]

 

 

 

"That doesn't mean you have to handle people this way.  What the hell gives?  Bashin' the back of my head and then punching me in the stomach, and then...then... KISSING ME!"

 

 

 

["That part was needed in order to make it seem like you were willing to go with me."]

 

 

 

Great.  Thought Julian to himself. He's using one of those voice altering devices to speak to me.

 

 

 

"What gives with the voice. Why do you need to sound so computer like?"

 

 

 

["It is necessary for fear of vocal recognition."]

 

 

 

"Vocal recog....what the fuck, bro.?  You mean you're someone I know?  What the hell is this a surprise party of some kind gone wrong?"

 

 

 

["The first statement is correct, the second one is not."]

 

 

 

"I know you?!  This is fucking ridiculous. What a way to treat a friend, coworker, or acquaintance.  What the hell do you want anyway?  I don't have a lot of money.  Neither does my family."

 

 

 

["It isn't money that I want."]

 

 

 

"Ok, fine then.  I'm not gonna just sit here.  HELP!  HEEEEEEEEEEEELP!"

 

 

 

["Screaming will only wear you out and make you more exhausted.  You are in a barn in the middle of its hay stores, the bales of which will absorb your screams.  No one outside the barn can hear you, and if they could, there's no one here as they are gone on vacation to Florida for the next two to three weeks."]

 

 

 

"So... what... what do you want with me?"

 

 

 

["I need your help.  I need you to make love to me."]

 

 

 

"Say wha da fu?  What makes you think, after this approach for picking up dates, that I'm going to want to make love to you?  Why do you need me to make love to you?"

 

 

 

["I need you to make love to me to.... to see....."]

 

 

 

"To see what, if you can get it up?  Do you have an injury or something that won't allow you to get erect?"

 

 

 

["I need to see if I...I am gay. ... ... ..."]

 

 

 

"To...to see... if you're gay?  How can you not know?  You either are or aren't.  I mean seriously, dude.  It's something you're born as not something you..."

 

 

 

["I have never been with anyone...ever.  Now...away at... ... ... well, away and out in the public, people are wondering what my orientation is.  I've been raised, so to speak, to be heterosexual, but I can't quite seem to bring myself to be with a woman.  I get erections at the sight of some men, but that could be a passing phase.  I need to know if I will stay erect and climax at the touch of another man or if I don't."]

 

 

 

"So what? I'm your test subject?  a... a...guinea pig of sorts?  I'm not just going to make love to you to prove, what?  Do you need emotional support to realize it's okay to be gay?  I could give you pamphlets, books, websites on information and therapy for that.  Just let me..."

 

 

 

["I THINK HOMOSEXUALITY IS FINE!  I don't think it's an abomination or a sin.  It's just....it's just in my line of training..uh....work...there are...obstacles...people...that rise up and make the path difficult.  I want to know how to plan out and map my life.  Should I stay this course or change it depending upon whether or not I'm gay. I just.... I....just want to...to make...sure."]

 

 

 

"Why did you choose me to verify this?"

 

 

 

["Because... I.... knew you were gay.....and...I....like you."]

 

 

 

"So this was a way to get a date?"

 

 

 

["No. ... ... ... It's just a way for me... maybe I'm the only one who needs it done this way... but I need to confirm my sexuality.  You... you were gay and kind and smart... .... ... and I knew I had a build you like. ..."]

 

 

 

"Build I like? What kind..."

 

 

 

["Please... if you promise to do this for me, no questions asked, I will release you.  All I ask is that when I free your hands you don't try to remove your blindfold and you don't attempt to make an exit, of which there is only one, by the way.  If I see you attempt one of those two things, I'll knock you out and dump you somewhere.  I just want you to make out with me so I can see if mentally, physically it's what I respond to.  I've never been with anyone, ever.  I've had my blood tested for any diseases, just in case, and can show you that paper if you're worried.  You can do it however you like best.  Just let me know how to bend or lift or whatever.  I basically will be a semi-slave to you tonight."]

 

 

 

"Alright!  Alright... geeze....I'll do it.  Although you better have one amazing fuck bod to touch."

 

 

 

The abductor bent over and undid the rope on both of Julian's wrists and his ankles, but stood directly in front of the chair.  Julian stood up slowly, keeping the blindfold on for even without physically seeing, he could tell them man was a fairly big man.  Slowly, gingerly he stuck his hands out and soon came into contact with a fairly thick and full chest.

 

 

 

"Geeze...." Julian whispered as he continued to move his hands up the body of his abductor.  Groping, caressing, feeling Julian began to get a sense of how big this man was.  His own head only came up to about the man's nose or mouth.  He has a very thick and powerful neck that was rooted into some pretty damn broad and solid shoulders, which of course sat above some fairly barrel like pecs.  Julian's hands then went down and over the flattened peaks of his abductor's relaxed biceps.

 

 

 

"You are built like a brick shit house, and a fairly tall and wide one too."

 

 

 

["I'm 6' 4" tall and weight two-hundred thirty five pounds."]

 

 

 

"Oh my...." Julian's knees buckled at the thought of the size of this man as well as from being exhausted and hungry not having had lunch or dinner so far this day.

 

 

 

["No worries, I have you."]

 

 

 

"Sorry... ... ... I'm a little weak from skipping lunch and dinner...."

 

 

 

["If you want we can stop this and I can get you something to eat first."]

 

 

 

"No, no.  It's okay.  I can do this."

 

 

 

Placing his hands on the abductor's chest again, Julian glided them up the neck and reached out for the chin, causing the abductor to flinch his head back and inhale sharply.

 

 

 

"Don't worry.  I'm not going to try anything stupid.  You are built way bigger than me and could knock my head off I believe, or put me into a more permanent state of unconsciousness.  And as tall as you are, and assuming you've worked your legs out too and aren't chicken legged, if I attempted to run away, you'd chase me down in minutes."

 

 

 

Julian's abductor relaxed and Julian went back to seeing the man's face via his finger tips.  The man's chin was strong but not too prominent.  The jaw line was pretty square and the cheek bones were set fairly high.  Although there was a two day or so worth of stubble on the face, Julian could tell the cheek bones were hidden slightly be a pair of fairly chubby cheeks.

 

 

 

"My gawd..." thought Julian.  "He has got to have a wonderful set of dimples to look at."

 

 

 

Next were the full, pillow-like lips  that was below the man's slightly bulbous and wide nose.  A thick but well groomed set of eyebrows floated above a pair of eyes that felt as though they might have a slightly outside downward turn to them almost as if he were oriental of some sort.  Then the hands reached the top of this behemoth of a man and became entangled in thick mop of hair that hung down to the man's shoulders.

 

 

 

["What do you want me to do?"]

 

 

 

"Well, first..." said Julian as he moved his hands down to his abductor's waistband and then run them up inside his shirt."We're going to remove this shirt..."

 

 

 

As the abductor reached down with his meaty hands and grabbed a hold of the bottom of his shirt, pulling it up, over, and off his torso and head, Julian sent his hands gliding across the man's abdominals and obliques, then catching up to the man's pecs, giving the nipples a squeeze.  The whole time Julian was getting harder and harder in his pants over how built this man was, and now how hairy he was - he could run his fingers through it on his chest.  Tall, built, hairy... this man's body had almost everything Julian ever wanted in a man.

 

 

 

"Oh gawd, he can't be handsome... if he's handsome then I'll... and what a fuckin'  eight pack.  I could trace that all...."

 

 

 

["Pardon?"]

 

 

 

"Nothing!  Nothing... just kind of mumbling to myself."

 

 

 

Julian kept alternating hands left and right, back and forth, letting each one massage a nip, or stroke the obliques, or trace the abs.  He kept this up for quite some time until wrapping his arms around the abductor's neck, he spoke.

 

 

 

"What I need you to do now, if were truly going to see if you're gay, is to pick me up and support me either around the waist or under my ass."

 

 

 

As the abductor did so, Julian lip locked him giving him one of the deepest, most passionate kisses he had ever given a man.  Julian wasn't sure who this was, even after being told the man knew him somehow from somewhere, but that feeling, that instinct that he somehow knew the man quite well was talking over along with a burning desire the more he felt the man's granite like body.  The man although surprised at first by the kissing motion, began to return it back just as equally passionate, and when Julian began to use his tongue to caress the abductor's tongue, the abductor followed suit pressing his full pillow like lips even deeper towards Julian.

 

 

 

Julian ran his hands through the man's thick hair, over the plinth like neck, across the mountain mounding traps,  skimmed over some bowling ball like delts, and finally after caressing the tris and running a finger to trace the quickly rising blood vessel across the top of flat yet still quite mounded bicep, begged the man to flex one for him so he could cup it in his hand.  The feeling of the large ball of biceps was almost enough on its own to make Julian reach an early climax.

 

 

 

"I need you to put me down and for you to get out of those pants."

 

 

 

["You will trick me.  You will leave me once they are around my ankles."]

 

 

 

"No.... I will stay here, I promise."

 

 

 

The man did as he was told to do so, even taking off his socks and shoes in the process.  When the man announced that had stripped out of his lower clothing, Julian dropped to his knees and asked for the man's foot.  Raising his foot, the man allowed it go slightly limp as Julian moved it to position it on one of his thighs.  Upon contact Julian let out a small gasp.

 

 

 

["Are you alright?"]

 

 

 

"Yes.  I expected you to have decent sized feet, being a tall man and all, but these are getting up there."

 

 

 

["Is that a problem?"]

 

 

 

"No..." and Julian swallowed hard before answering.  "It's a turn on.  They feel about as long as a ruler, maybe slightly longer.  They are wide too, thick, meaty.  They're just as muscular as your upper body is."

 

 

 

["Size sixteen, 4E wide."]

 

 

 

Once again Julian swallowed hard as he began to caress the man's foot with both of his hands, massaging and rubbing them, running his finger between the man's toes.  Eventually he moved his hand across the arches and ankles, through the hair on the man's legs up the shin and across the back to grab a hold and kneed the man's very ample calves.  The abductor's ankles were as thick as his wrists and the calves were hard dramatic sized diamonds.  Julian shuddered out a breath, realizing, calculating in his mind that this man was overly blessed in the genetics department.  He was incredibly thick in a regular, average, skinny state, which meant that he could blow up far more than what he was now and carry an insane amount of muscle weight on this frame.

 

 

 

Tracing the hamstring up to the thigh bicep, Julian caressed the abductor's thigh, moving his left hand to trace and feel the crevices and mounds of the tear drop shapes, while his right traveled up to, run into, cup, and grab the bulging, bubble butt cheeks.  These legs matched his torso in being so full and stacked with defined, dense, muscle.  If the man snapped his leg straight, knees locked, foot pointed, it became a massive column for Julian to climb and cling around like a growing vine of ivy.

 

 

 

Suddenly Julian pushed himself away.

 

 

 

"I can't do this.  Go stand on the other side of this barn!"

 

 

 

["What?  What is wrong?  What is the matter? I don't understand."]

 

 

 

"I just can't.  No... this is wrong... I won't.  Stand on the other side. GET AWAY FROM ME!"

 

 

 

["Is there something wrong with my body?  I thought you liked very muscular men.  Am I too hairy, perhaps I should shave?"]

 

 

 

"It matters not if you shave!  I just can't.  It can't happen.  I need you to leave... me... alone!"

 

 

 

["I... I'm sorry... for... whatever I did... please... please I need you to finish this.... I need to know..."]

 

 

 

"How are you feeling right now?"

 

 

 

["Confused.... scared...incredibly lonely now that your touch has stopped.  Extremely upset at the thought of upsetting you.  Losing you...even though I don't really have you because I..."]

 

 

 

"You were turned on and you don't want the feeling to end.  You're feeling a physical and emotional loss at its sudden stop.  All this from the touch of a man.  Have you ever felt this way towards a woman?"

 

 

 

["No."]

 

 

 

"Alright.  Then trust me, you are gay.   How are you hanging now?  Still erect, or soft?"

 

 

 

["Soft... ...suddenly very soft....I think the shock and feelings of guilt and embarrassment have made it even recede slightly less than normal."]

 

 

 

"Alright.  I did this out of selfishness."

 

 

 

["Did...what?"]

 

 

 

"Pushed you away.  I was hoping it would make you flaccid.  If you're going to keep me here, make me do this to you, then I need to get something out of it for my own sake.  I want to feel you get aroused.  I want to feel it become erect in my hands, and if your body is any hint of what you might be packing, I'm going to fuckin' love this."

 

 

 

Julian motioned for the man to come back towards him.  When Julian could feel the presence of the abductor's body near him, he got back down on his knees, reached out and felt for the man's crotch.  He wasn't displeased or surprised.

 

 

 

"Holy shit..." Julian gasped.  "You had better be just a shower or I'm going to be in big trouble..."

 

 

 

The man pulled his body back a little and blushed all over.  Julian could feel the heat rise and radiate all over the abductor and feel the man's stance shift into one that was coy and shy instead of the usual confident and aggressive.

 

 

 

"Do... ....do you know how big you are?"

 

 

 

["Eight and a half inches soft."]

 

 

 

"A..aan....and e...erect?"

 

 

 

["Eleven and three-fourths by six"]

 

 

 

"Holy shit.... fuckin' beast...."

 

 

 

Despite his now slight apprehensions, Julian reached out and began to caress and stroke the abductor's mighty cock with his right hand.  His left hand went past to cup and fondle the man's balls, which felt as equally larger than an average man's testicles as the abductor's cock did.  Within seconds, Julian's thumb glancing across the man's scrotum had the abductor moaning in pleasure.  In only a minute or two, Julian's right hand felt the abductor's cock surge and swell, throb and bob, lurch and lengthen, tighten and thicken.  It grew impossibly hard and straight like an iron bar with a many a veins crossing over it and a clear and firm penile raphe underneath.  The head quickly out grew it's hood of excess penile tissue, the abductor being an uncut man.  That head grew a bit thicker and fatter than the rest of the penis forming a perfect helmet at the end of such a long shaft.  Fully erect the abductor's penis just stuck straight out from his body.  Its own length and thickness making it too heavy to physically rise and point upward and smack the man's abs on its own.  It did however bob and bounce like a fishing rod, each and every time a pulse of blood coursed through it.

 

 

 

Once fully erect it didn't take long for Julian to stop his stroking procedure and begin sucking on it in true sucker and lollypop style.  The abductor shuddered and moaned as Julian's lips encompassed his cock head and form a seal around it.  He uttered and sputtered as Julian's head moved forward, causing his lips to do the same and caress that shaft as long and as far as he could.  Julian did all manner of tricks to suppress his gag reflex, which was being activated more and more by the super shaft filling his mouth and then throat.  Soon his tongue went to work, swirling round and round the shaft, tracing the raphe and licking the underside of the cock from base to piss slit, before beginning an in and out dart and flick session that traced the crown of the head and flicked the slit until the abductor began squirming and wriggling in mad, mad ecstasy.

 

 

 

["AUGH!...FUCK!....WHAT...HUH HUH HUH....WHAT THE HELL...ARE.....ARE YOU....DOING TO ME!?"]

 

 

 

Julian didn't break his contact to inform the abductor at exactly what this was. Instead he kept working and working the mega meat until he was able to take it all the way down so that his chin tickled the abductor's balls while his nose were tickled by the abductor's public hair.

 

 

 

The abductor couldn't hardly take it anymore.  His legs began to contort.  His feet and toes began to curl.  Slowly, small strides at first, he began to step forward, pushing Julian  more and more until they hit one of the great walls of hay.  It was at that moment the abductor heard a pop.

 

 

 

"Take me.... take me now.  I don't care that you're my abductor.  That you have kidnapped me.  I need to feel you in my lower parts now!"

 

 

 

Julian jumped towards the man, his arms clinging around the man's bull neck, his legs wrapping around the tight waist, his lips planting a firm, firm kiss on the man's lips.  The abductor wasn't sure what to do, so with just hands and body for guides, Julian finally got himself lowered onto the abductor's dynamic dong and showed the man what it felt like when one takes a tight, tight, ass balls deep.

 

 

 

["Oooooh my gawd!  I....I.....it feels.... IT FEELS!...."]

 

 

 

"Shut up and develop a rhythm to your pounding.  Get into that....lose... UGH!  your. ... OH!...s...self and go with the rhythm.  OH OH OH OH FUCK!"

 

 

 

Julian's back and shoulders were being pushed up and back, digging into the hay bales, individually pieces of straw stabbing and slightly cutting into him.  His hole felt like it was being stretched and stretched and stretched while his insides felt as though they were being moved around.  The abductor felt like he had found a jacking machine that finally fit him.  Waves of pleasure crashing over and overwhelming his mind and senses.  His primal instincts took over, leading his body into that natural rhythm of pounding and ramming.  It wasn't too long after this...

 

 

 

["Oh.... oh...  AIEE!  I'M GONNA.... OH SHIT....IT'S GONNA...GONNA!"]

 

 

 

In a quick motion, the man stepped sideways and Julian felt his back exposed to air.  The man pushed Julian off of his cock with a loud pop and then suddenly became spastic.

 

 

 

["Auuuuuuuuuuuuuugh  HUH HUH AAAAAAAAAUUUUUUUUUGH OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH  HUH HUH HUH HUH HUH AH HOOOOOOOOOOOOOO FUCK HUH HUH AH SHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH HMMMMMMMGRRRRRRFFFFFFF HUH HUH HUH OOOOH!"]

 

 

 

Having landed on his feet, Julian stood there, in front of the man, in absolute amazement.  Despite the man falling on his knees and Julian being a couple of feet away from him, the man managed to shot his load across and up the distance to splatter on the front of Julian's shirt.  The realization sent a spasm down Julian's spine, over his ass, across and into his balls, which in turn sent a sensation up his cock and there Julian shook and shivered in orgasm.

 

 

 

Julian heard the man moan a bit more and then the sound of his body collapsing backwards to the ground.  He also manage to deduce that he had to be in the opening that led to the doors of the barn. 

 

 

 

"Fuck it..." he thought to himself.  "It'd only help prove my story if I'm found pants less.  Leave the jeans behind."

 

 

 

And in a swift motion, he blindly reached and jumped above him, near the edge of the tunnel and latched onto the strings of one of the hay bales.  With a bit of struggle and jumping, he managed to weaken the bale that was the cornerstone of the arch and soon he could hear and feel the multitude of stacked bales above him coming down.  Julian then turned and ran out the tunnel.

 

 

 

["No!  Wait!  Auuuuugh!"]

 

 

 

Julian removed his blindfold once he could tell he was out of the bales of hay.  He stumbled slightly as his eyes adjusted to the light and began to see again.

 

 

 

"Damn, this barn is huge!"

 

 

 

Julian never stopped running as he could hear his abductor roaring in panic and stack was shifting constantly.  This man was not only large and strong enough, he was well versed and practiced in hay baling and pitching.  The man was almost clear of the fallen hay bales by the time Julian got to the barn door and managed to pull it open far enough for him to get through.    Hearing the heavy footsteps breaking in to a run, Julian knew that an escape via a driveway or pasture run wasn't an option.  Instead, he had to go into the house and hope that he could lock and barricade himself in and his abductor out and make a phone call for help.

 

 

 

Still blinking his eyes to adjust and clear his vision, Julian spotted and stumble ran towards the house, hearing the barn door not only being pulled open slightly wider but practically being flung open the entire way in one fell swoop.  He ran and ran his footsteps beginning to bound and bounce like a jack rabbit, but his attacker, his abductor, despite making plodding sounds like a bull, began to prove he's more like a Clydesdale horse.  Julian wondered if he would make to the house in time, when suddenly there was a blinding light that over took the whole yard.

 

 

 

"Oh shit, I set off automatic flood lights....can't see..."

 

 

 

Julian heard the word, ["fuck!"] behind him and the heavy sounds of large feet and man they're attached too fumbling and falling.  He never heard the final thud, though.  At that same moment he tripped and fell, face first to be planted firmly into the ground, his feet high in the air.

 

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He's gonna get stockholm syndrome huh? ^^;;

Though I definitely wonder what the guy will do to make it up for abducting our protagonist? ^^;;

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