Go Get Something To Eat

Chris rubs his stomach and relises all he had today was a horny man's cum and piss up the ass, which isn't the best eatting habbit. You need in the mouth too. He knows he needs to go shopping, so he won't get anything out of his fridge. That only leaves only the option to go out and find somewhere to go and eat.

"I should really remember to buy some groceries while I'm out before tonight." Chris says to himself while putting on his usually outfit. "Gah! I forgot I have to eventually find a dry cleaners or clean my own dress shirt. Sigh. So much work a guy has to do."

After getting dress Chris heads out to his car and drives off to the local shopping center to find a nice place to eat. He pass quite a few places not knowing what he really wants to eat as he walks around a few blocks.

"Ug. I shouldn't be so picky when I haven't had anything to eat for so long." Chris says as he rubs his stomach as it growls. "Maybe I'll just go get some fast food for food fast. I think there was one near where I parked at."

Seeing an alley, Chris decides to take it to get there faster. As he walks down the alley, he passes something surrounded by cardboard boxes and a dumpster. He ignors it as he does, but then here some muffled moans. Chris stops and thinks to himself for a bit.

"Food, or curiosity..." Chris says to himself and pauses for a few seconds, and then walks back to the cardboard boxes.

Chris is surprise to find a big buff naked muscled bald man in complete bondage sitting in one particularly big box between a bunch of smaller ones. The man is blindfolded covering most of his upper face and looks to be badly done. He has a big red ball gag in his mouth, and is wearing a collar that isn't unfastened and has a open lock on it. He has a harness on him that looks like it's way to small on him and makes his muscles bugle out as the harness strains to stay on him. He has leather cuffs on his wrists and leather mitts on his hands. He has an undone ball stretcher coving his balls, but they looks to be plump and full. His cock looks harden and juicy. What Chris guess to be 10 inches of thick musty meat, with pre trying to come out, but most is restrained by some leather straps tightly tied around his dick. Chris stares as it for a while, and then is snapped out of his trance by his stomach growling. Chis then looks at the man and talks to him.

"Hey. Are you ok?" Chris ask unknowing what to say still somewhat distracted by the throbbing slab of meat between two meaty pair of thighs. "O! His ankles are tied together too." Chris says as he looks down the man's legs.

The man doesn't answer, so Chris decides that he must be ****. Fighting the urge to taste of that meat he so desperately wants, Chris knows he has to do something.