Cocky Jock, tied confusion

It was Friday night and I'd been flat out all week, between school, studying for exams, and football practice; I hadn't had a chance to blow a load and it had been almost four days. Which for me; an 18-year-old who's blown at least one load a day for the best part of five years, it was unbearable and I was getting agitated, agro, and was unable to concentrate...   

I knew I had to bust a nut tonight or I wasn't even going to be able to sleep... My usual outlets were one of three sluts I have on the go, a football buddy who loves having his throat railed or last resort, masturbate. I was trying to get my number up as I had a bet going with a mate starting tomorrow, who could get with the most people over the weekend (male or female), so masturbating was out of the question... I'll count tonight as I've got an event on Sunday that I won't have a chance to hook up... 

After a few messages, it was clear all my usual fuck holes were preoccupied and not available, if I wanted to add to my number, it had to be someone I hadn't been with before anyway, my football buddy was almost in tears he couldn't taste my four-day load as I normally cum multiple ropes after just 12hrs, he was overwhelmed at the thought of a four-day load, fuck... that guy loves cum...

When I'm desperate, it's late at night or short notice I can usually find a faggot or guy to service me on Grindr within five minutes; it's not hard when your 18, muscled and packing what looks like a sawn-off shotgun in your pants... I was genetically blessed with an 8.5" thick cock, bit much for girls my age, but for guys; especially faggots, they loved the challenge and were usually mesmerized the moment I pulled it out with their jaw-dropping, followed by me stuffing my cock down there throat.....  

I jump on Grinder, with my usual title, 'Young, hung... service me bitches', within 30 seconds I get a number of messages; message after message of guys responding to my title and muscled pic. I'm fussy, I don't want just anyone sucking me off, I like to go for guys as muscled as me, or at least masculine and young... I leave my phone for a few minutes while I take a piss... When I come back to my phone, there are 17 new messages, I scroll down and notice a big muscled dude, tats everywhere, and check out his profile... Immediately I'm impressed he's a soldier, bodybuilder, and appears to be pretty well off... His message reads "hey there, let's hang out and have some fun, I'll show you how I like to service young lads", I respond with "you look like you can handle a challenge" and send him a dick pic, he responds a few minutes later "I know just what to do with that, challenge accepted!"... 

We arrange to meet at his place, as it's on the way home and I don't want to try and have this man sneak into my parent's house...  I punch in the address and head off, it was in a nice area of town up in the hills. As I get closer there's a clear income bracket increase from middle class, to upper-middle class, then definitely into upper-class... I'd only been through this area a few times and forgotten just how big these houses were, they weren't mansions, they were estates, where the mansion was seen in the distance, through what looked like a small forest or not at all, just a large fancy gate... 

I get up to the gate, it's a massive wide gate with black marble pillars on either side and an ornate iron gate, at this point I'm questioning whether I have the right place... I call the guy and ask him if I've got the right place, he opens the gate and tells me to drive a few hundred yards up the paved driveway and pull right up to the front of the house... I get to the place and am just trying to take it all in, I can barely see the end of the main building from the front entrance, the door opens and it's him, standing there without a shirt, he's huge definitely on gear and the really good stuff. I'm taken back and feel somewhat uncomfortable as I usually like to be the one in control and have the upper hand.. He invites me in, offers me a beer, then motions me to follow him. All this time he has a cheeky grin on his face must be just another cock, hungry guy... We take at least 80 paces through the place and end up at the pool area, not just any pool, this is like the Playboy mansion, there's a hot tub, waterfall, lounges to seat 30 people, it's insane.

We start chatting, he says "you're probably wondering how I live like this", he explains that he works with extremely wealthy clients in security and it has a lot of benefits. He mentioned that the client that owned this estate pays him very well to stay here for up to six months a year to maintain security on site. "I'd rather be in a shack next to the beach" he remarked. "Enough chit chat, let's have some fun" he says, before I know it he's pulling my pants down and playing with my now throbbing cock, "hmm, impressive he says". "I've got an idea, let's go upstairs" he mentions.... Before I had a chance to respond he's pulling me into the bedroom very enthusiastically, he then throws me onto the bed jumps on top of me and starts making out with me, making growling animal noises, I don't think anything of it and it kind of turns me on, this huge bodybuilder was ravenous for my cock. He works his way down my abs licking, growling and nibbling until he gets to my huge throbbing cock. He stares at it for a moment, then slowly takes it into his mouth, I'm so horny and feel like I could blow at any moment. I tell him that I haven't cum for 4 days and how my nuts are starting to throb, "hahaha, really, you've given me a wicked idea" he said, wait there a moment.

I lay there for a minute and wait in agony as my cock is like a solid rock and I just want to feel his mouth and throat for release... He comes back with handcuffs and mentions, "want to take it to the next level" he asks, I'm getting more frustrated and just want him to get back to work on my cock...  "Alright" he says, "I'm going to give you the best orgasm you've never had", I'm curious and still horny af, "ok man, let's see what you've got". 

Within just a second, he throws me to the ground and cuffs my hands behind my back, like he's tossing an animal and restraining it, "WHAT THE FUCK", "WHAT ARE YOU DOING?", I scream, "I'm going to teach you a lesson boy" he says with a stern and authoritative tone. I get up to try and run, he just trips me to the ground with a martial arts move, "dude, your a fucking psycho" I say to him, he slaps me across the face, "you'll thank me after I'm finished with you boy". I try to resist him and struggle to break free of his hold, but he remains calm and holds me back with one arm. He again picks me up and throws me onto the bed, I land face down on the bed, before I had a chance to squirm free, I feel something tighten around my ankle, I kick as hard as I can but he just holds both my legs under his arm without any effort. He had tied a rope around each ankle and proceeded to tie the first to the end bedpost. One leg was free and I managed to kick him in the back of the head, he laughed and then tied my other ankle to the other bedpost. I lay there helpless, squirming and shouting at him...

to be continued.....