Erotic gay fiction from Gaydar: Steven’s Keds
Written by Kendall Peter
The year was 1969 and Rodney had just turned 18 years old; in the U.S.A. just before the sexual revolution, where no red-blooded male acknowledged openly any homosexual feelings and kept their Gaydar carefully under wraps.
Rodney had been cut from the high school football team because he decided to go out for football far too late; it was his senior year, and the coach was not going to take the time to have Rodney join the team in his last year before graduation, only to play one season.
Rodney feeling woundedly isolated by the coach’s decision began hanging out after school at home, keeping mostly to himself and well isolated from his friends, shooting hoops by himself in his backyard and occasionally with his older sister’s, want-to-be, boyfriend, who came over on his road bike, what always caught Rodney’s eye, Steven, wearing his white high-top U.S. Keds’ sneakers, white socks, white T-shirt and black Khaki trousers and/or blue jeans, claiming he wanted to shoot hoops with Rodney, when Rodney really knew Steven wanted an excuse to run into his older sister, under the pretence of being around because he had an interest in hanging out with her kid brother.
Rodney played along with this because he secretly liked Steven, even though he really knew his sister really was not interested in him, even a fraction, as much as Rodney secretly was and for some unknown reason the thought of tying Steven up in his Keds, secretly turned Rodney on.
Rodney thought Steven was naturally sexy-hot, he was 21, Black, athletic and to Rodney’s eye, quite handsomely physically endowed, complete with a six-pack he loved showing off, lifting his T-shirt often as the two of them shot hoops in Rodney’s backyard and Steven pumped Rodney for any information about his sister Rodney was willing to share.
Even though most guys Steven’s age were into cars to attract girls, Steven still preferred riding his bike and hanging out with Rodney, who was much younger, than he. Rodney didn’t mind, for again, Steven caught Rodney’s eye, he was handsome, muscular and athletic and secretly turned him on passionately and Rodney secretly had the desire to hogtie him in his Keds sneakers much more than play basketball with him in the backyard, whenever he’d come around to pump Rodney for any hopeful signs his sister might be showing interest in him.
That’s when Rodney decided he was going to make his move and in an effort to play out his fantasy of tying Steven up under the ploy of telling him some secret conversations his sister had shared with him if he’d let Rodney tie him up and teach him to untie himself like Harry Houdini; he agreed, not realising that Rodney had no intentions of teaching him anything about freeing himself, for the thought of seeing Steven helplessly bound and hogtied tightly under him, always left Rodney with a hard on that rubbed within his jeans that he imagined he could press against Steven’s Keds and tightly bound ankles as Rodney straddled Steven’s feet and legs between his own legs pressing the heels of Steven’s sneakers into his muscular firm buttocks as he stretched his body over Steven to bring his hands tightly pressed over Steven’s mouth as Rodney dreamed to lay upon him as Steven laid helplessly and tightly bound beneath him. Rodney’s penis hard with blood and his balls and dick pulsating passionately with erotic unexplained secret delight, as he felt Steven struggle beneath him.
Steven first began to laugh and then go incredibly quiet as both heard one of Steven’s friends just on the other side of the garage door of the garage where Rodney had him hogtied as they heard a knock and than the voice of his friend asking him if he was in there. Rodney pressed his hands ever more tightly over Steven’s mouth and with his body he pins Steven’s legs more tightly, pressing his legs and feet now even more tightly down and into Steven’s buttocks, as Rodney whispered into Steven’s ear to be silent and remain still.
Until Rodney heard his friend retreat and bike off down the driveway as Rodney guessed now to both of our relief, as he realised Steven remained quiet as directed making no move to struggle against his oppressor, although at the time Rodney only was concerned about his exposure and the feeling of shame, he might have felt had Steven’s friend found them together in this way. Rodney begins to turn Steven, who remained under him, still with his legs pressed between his own, as he moved Steven’s body onto his side as Rodney takes one of his hands towards the crotch of Steven’s pants grabbing for the silhouette of Steven’s penis, to see if he might be hard as Rodney was feeling but not yet revealing and following a few short rubs with his hand across the front of Steven’s pants, Rodney knew Steven was as hard as he was.
He told Steven not to struggle as Rodney began to undo Steven’s belt and unzip his fly and move his white briefs aside to run his hand over Steven’s throbbing thick large hard penis and up and over its soft mushroom head as fluid secreted against his fingers now slipping and sliding along the nine inches of Steven’s throbbing penis now securely in Rodney’s hand as he began to jerk him off as he begins to struggle very sexually, seemingly attempting to free himself as he moves, as Rodney’s other hand presses tightly over Steven’s mouth, his full beautiful lips filling Rodney’s hand, as he struggled against all he was passionately feeling until Rodney watches Steven shoot his load across the garage floor, with some of his cum also being deposited onto Rodney’s hand as Rodney cums as well, ejaculating into his pants as Steven’s Keds are pressed up against Rodney’s crotch.
Rodney’s penis hard, pressed tightly against Steven’s squirming and struggling feet, as they both seemingly, simultaneously release their cum and afterwards lay there together breathing in the silence of the homosexual passion that had just been aroused and exploded between them before Rodney would begin to clean Steven up, wiping his genitals softly with a towel and zipping up his pants and then untying first his feet and next his hands; as he says to him; what can I say?
Steven responds, he did not know Rodney felt about him in that way or that he was even gay or that he himself could feel that way, but his Gaydar was opened this day, due to this first encounter and if Rodney didn’t mind, he would like to explore this more with him again, asking Rodney if he would like to tie him up like this again. Rodney told him yes, for sure, let’s do this again. Steven says when? And Rodney said lay on your stomach and he begins to draw Steven’s arms back behind his back once again binding his hands tightly at his wrists and lifting his feet cradling both feet against his neck and resting upon his one shoulder just before Rodney begins to press Steven’s legs down towards Steven’s butt and his bound hands as Rodney again straddles Steven’s legs and begins to bind tightly Steven’s ankles and tie his feet and bound wrists together, hogtying him again before asking him to attempt to free himself; Rodney wanting to feel Steven helplessly but powerfully struggling beneath him, as he places one hand over Steven’s mouth and with his other hand he gently rubs over the seat of Steven’s pants, his fingers tracing the butt-crack between Steven’s beautifully muscular butt cheeks, as Steven once again begins to laugh.
After finishing a second deeply passionate go around, Steven asks Rodney if he could strip down and jump into the shower before he bikes home, if no ones coming home soon; Rodney says yes and takes Steven into his house and up to his room to strip down, handing him a towel and showing him into the shower.
Rodney returns to his bedroom and gathers Steven’s clothing and sneakers from the heap he’s left them in on the floor and before he orders Steven’s clothing, he’s scooped up, neatly on the bed, Rodney presses Steven’s clothing, socks, underwear, T-shirt, trousers and Keds’ sneakers into his face, as if smelling a bouquet of roses, he presses his face into them; dropping the cloths and sneakers on his bed, he begins to order them, folding each piece of clothing as well as the sneakers he’s just passionately smelled, kissed and pressed against his face, while Steven is unaware and showering off their first but not their last close encounter.