Best Gay Bondage Erotica by Richard Labonte

Author:Richard Labonte
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Cleis Press
Published: 2010-08-16T00:00:00+00:00

AND SERPENT BECAME ROD

Shanna Germain

I hadn’t gotten it up in six weeks. Out in the jungle, it seemed at least I wasn’t the only one; everything there struggled to rise, to defy the odds, defy the warm wet air. Everything struggled to come upright, to stay the course of forward motion. Or of any motion at all. Even me, putting one foot in front of the other, watching for the leaf-cutter ants beneath my feet, trying to discover the fuzzy-backed sloths in their hidden tree-spots.

Ahead of me, Jesus’s voice floated down, pressing with its heavy rolled Rs and its constantly changing landscapes of lilts and valleys. He kept forgetting to hold the branches after his passing, and they whipped my face and shoulders with their sweating leaves, but I barely noticed. Volcanic ash layered itself on the skin between my boots and my shorts, burying the hairs on my legs.

I worked out at the gym back home every day, but that had not prepared me for this climb. I wanted to whine like a little kid, “Are we there yet?” But I had paid for this privilege, this hope, so I kept my lips closed against the smack of the branches and kept climbing, taking some sort of pleasure in watching the long muscles in Jesus’s calves, the way his ass moved beneath his khaki shorts. It didn’t stir anything in my cock or in my head. But I was hoping that would change soon.

I’d heard about this trek online. Like so many other things that passed along through the intangible Web, it didn’t seem real. Not possible. But if it was…how could I resist? I’d done everything else. I had enough money to buy my way into the most exclusive clubs, to hire the best tops. I had a roomful of equipment. Men who would gladly give up their evenings to bind me in whatever way I asked of them. And yet. And yet, my orgasms had started to feel like they weren’t part of me anymore, something that happened in a faraway town that you might read about in the morning. Then, this. A cock that no longer worked.

My doctor gave me the “You’re almost forty years old. This is to be expected” line and slipped me a prescription for something that would increase the blood flow to my cock. But I knew that wasn’t the problem. It was something bigger, something deadening that had happened, so much that I could barely feel.

I wanted to come back with my erection restored. But I was hoping for much more than that.

If I made it up the damn volcano, that was. Jesus moved more like animal than man through the trees and up the steep slope. My legs were turning to river water. My mouth to desert. The “cool-dry” fabric that I’d spent too much money on was plastered to my chest and back with sweat. Every break in the canopy meant some breeze, but also more sun.

A slithering movement below my feet made me start.

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