The Delivery Man

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Ryan had put some time into his body, and at 24 there was no denying how much it had paid off. He was tall and muscular, tanned skin, dark features and a well sculpted body. He worked out very regularly, held down a good job that afforded him his own apartment in the city.

Up until now, his life was pretty typical for a guy in his mid-twenties, he was constantly horny, working hard and trying to keep his body in shape while still finding time to party with his friends. His lease was ending soon and he was looking at moving in with some buddies to start saving up some money. However this saturday night that didn't matter. He had no plans accept to sit around and jerk his 6'' cock until he had covered himself in his own cum. 

Ryan was constantly horny, but hanging out with friends, working out, staying late at work had begun to keep him from his jerk off breaks. It had actually been two full weeks since he had came. It was ludicrous to even think about it. So he decided he'd take it easy this weekend, maybe play some ball with the guys tomorrow, but not plan anything. 

Ryan was in the middle of jerking his now rock hard cock to a hot video of two guys fucking a girl hard. It was clearly a bi video as the guys started by getting their cocks rock hard by blowing eachother. Ryan didn't mind. He had had some experience with some of his buddies and it turned out great. Just as the two studs began spit roasting the girl the door bell rang.

"FUCK!" Ryan yelled out loud, "Who the fuck is here?"

Ryan through on some tight boxer briefs that highlighted his round muscular ass and a tight tshirt. His boner was visibly showing but he figured it might go down by the time he got to the door. Not likely. He sluggishly walked over to his apartment door and looked through the peephole. 

Ryan lived in a large outdoor apartment complex, they really functioned as mini-condos. He had a front door and everything vs. living in a crowded apartment building. It was about $300 more in rent though. Hence the need to get a place with his buddies. 

The figure outside was some guy dressed all in dark brown with a dark brown baseball cap covering his shaggy dark hair and obscuring his face. He was holding a small brown package. 

Ryan sighed, undid the lock and opened the door. He hid his boner behind the door and leaned outside trying not to make it seem awkward. 

"Hey, what's up man?" Ryan asked a little nervously. 

"Package for you here." The delivery man replied. 

"Oh.." Ryan said, confused as he wasn't expecting anything, "Uh...sure just leave it by the door."

"You have to sign for it, kid." The delivery guy shot back. 

Kid? Ryan thought to himself. This guy was probably mid thirties, he didn't have any right calling him kid. In his pissed off state, Ryan's boner shrank a bit so he felt confident it wasn't nearly as obvious. On a general basis Ryan was proud of his body, and liked to flaunt it on the beach, park or in the gym. He opened the door, revealing what he was wearing to the delivery guy. 

"You got a pen, bra?" Ryan said, deliberately being extra bro-ey with the guy in an attempt to piss him off. 

"Yes, I carry one with me...in my pants," the delivery guy replied condescendinly before handing him a matching brown pen. 

Ryan took the pen, scribbled a signature on some stupid form, accepted the package, then shut the door hurriedly. He locked it so no one else would be coming in. He was busy. He had jacking off to do. However, since he wasn't expecting any package his curiousity got the better of him and he decided to open that first. 

He tore open the tape and forced his hands into the package a bit before pulling them out and ripping the brown box open. Ryan didn't exactly have time to see what was actually in the box. As he ripped it open, a puff of white smoke flew out into his face. The young man used his well honed reflexes to quickly turn his head away and cover his eyes. 

"What the fuck!?" he yelled out into the empty apartment as the smoke blinded him. 

He couldn't see. Everything around him was a watery blur. What was worse was the gas had made him extremely dizzy. He fell to the floor. He was still conscious, but he was acting like he was completely wasted. He crawled to find his cell phone in the front room for help. He reached for it and found he had no signal. 

"Fuuuuck.." Ryan looked helplessly through his blurry eyes. 

He threw the phone on the floor and began to crawl to his room. As he passed the front door he heard something strange. Like the scratching of a key into his door. Suddenly his deadbolt unlocked from other side. The scratching then moved down to the lock on the doorknob. Someone was breaking into his house. 

The adrenaline rush helped Ryan focus a bit. He was still out of it but he felt like he could get to his room to hide. He crawled back over to his phone as fast as he could, picked it up and started pulling and crawling with all of his strength towards his room. He made it to the hallway when he heard the front door open. He let out an unconscious, "oh fuck.." 

Footsteps started heading in his direction. Heavy booted footsteps. Ryan figured he'd try to lock himself in his room and buy some time so he kept going. He just about made it when two very strong hands grabbed his bare ankles to start pulling him back. Ryan's fingers tried digging into the wood floors but they slid helplessly back as the intruder drug him back towards the front room. 

The sudden force and dragging made the dizziness return, and Ryan was helpless to stop the intruder in this state. Once the man drug him out of the dark hallway. He forced Ryan's face into the floor, pulled down his briefs and plunged a needle into the cheeks. The effect was practically instantaneous. Ryan could not move a muscle. He opened his mouth to speak and it felt like it was filled with cotton. The man used his burly arms to flip Ryan over so he could get a look at the intruder for the first time. 

It was the delivery guy from before. He was not as serious this time though. He had a huge, arrogant smile across his face. 

"Yea you little fuck. Bet you weren't expecting THAT in the mail were you." the delivery guy said the same condescending tone. 

"There's a whole bunch of things coming up I bet you aren't going to expect though." the man continued, "Don't worry, I'll get you sorted out. How you liking my little concoction? All that lifting and now you can't even lift your arms when you probably need to the most."

Ryan was summoning up everything he could to get his arms to move. Nothing happened. It was so unbelievable frustrating. He couldn't even feel his toes. What the fuck had the guy given him?

"Don't worry, it's not permanent you little slut," the man said, "it'll stay in effect just long enough for me to tie you up where you won't be able to move a muscle."

Ryan looked up in fear as the man pulled out several full rolls of packaging tape. He picked Ryan up by both his ankles with one of his strong hands and held him like he was about to have his ass spanked. He used his other hand to wrap layer after layer of tape around his ankles until they were tightly and impossibly securely taped together. Then the man laid Ryan out flat on his back and started winding the tape around his legs just below the knees. He wrapped it around several more times before cutting it off and starting again just above his knees. 

The tightness of the bonds traveled up his body as the man taped him up more and more. Ryan began to believe he would not be able to escape when he could move after all. He definitely would have some trouble with just his legs alone. 

The man next positioned Ryan so he was on his knees, face on the floor and hands behind his back. Now he had to start a new roll of tape, which he began by winding an obscene amout around Ryan's so his hands looked like penguin flippers. Then he taped the wrists together tightly. Soon Ryan was completely bound, including his arms (a whole roll used around his shoulders. 

But the man still wasn't done. He went out onto the front porch and wheeled in large handcart with a bunch of packing materials on it. Ryan watched nervously as the man started organizing the materials on the floor by the taped up guy. He started to feel tingling return to his toes and his fingers, but it was too late. The man had taped him up very tight, and it didn't look like he was finished. 

The man rolled Ryan so he was sitting on his ass but still in a tight ball.. He then begun wrapping him up by taping around his whole crouched body. He used another full roll to do this. Ryan was now a taped up ball with a head sticking out. His terrified expression made the delivery man smile as he got up and went over to his tool case to retrieve something. 

"Told you. You ain't going anywhere except where I want you to go." the man laughed. 

Ryan started to try and talk, he could now form unintelligible sounds. He figured it was better than nothing and began to try and moan as loud as he could, hoping someone would hear him. 

"meeeeehhhhhhhhhhhh!" he let out a loud, odd sound. 

The man quickly ran over and shoved a damp clothed material deep into his mouth almost to the point where it was choking Ryan. Next, he wrapped even more tape (about 7 layers) around Ryan's head to keep the gag in. After he cut off the tape and secured it to Ryan's lips and around his head, the delivery guy sat right next to Ryan. 

"Woo...that was fun man," he grinned, "you put up a good fight."

Ryan stared at the man and mumbled pathetically into his gag. 

"Naaah you ain't going anywhere. Not until I say. Do you know what's happening?" the Delivery man continued on as if Ryan wasn't even in the room.

"Part of me wants to tell you, but I just like the final reveal and the shock of the boys when they finally understand. It's so fucking hot," the man said in a sadistic tone. 

Ryan turned his head over and looked into the man's eyes. He was actually a pretty handsome dude. He had dark brown shaggy hair, blue eyes and a clean shaven face. He was smiling evily at Ryan, but other than that he was actually pretty hot. Ryan just stared back and pleaded at him with his eyes. 

"I'll tell you this," he said after a long uncomfortable silence, "I always leave you boy's with the same calling card. You see it takes a while to set this up and I have a life to live. So while I'm finding out about a new friend I keep in shape by working out for two hours every day. What you are currently chewing on is the fruit of that labor. My sweaty, musky, four week worn straight without washing it jock strap."

Ryan's eyes bugged out as he tried to use his tongue to expel the now-revealed gag. He'd though it had tasted terrible, but he didn't expect this. His attempts to dislodge the gag were hopeless. All it did was allow him to taste more of it, which for some reason was actually making his cock hard.

"Ok bud, time to get on the road. I got a schedule to keep," the man sighed as he got up and laid a huge brown unassembled, industrial duty carboard box on the handcart. 

He partially assembled the box so just the top and bottom was missing. He then picked up the taped up captive and set him inside the box, before finishing the job and securely taping it shut. To emphasize what he thought of Ryan, he wrote fragile cargo on the outside and began to wheel him away. As he wheeled the hidden man out of his own apartment, the delivery man reached into his back pocket and switched off the cell jammer he carried with him. He didn't think Ryan would be able to get to his phone again. 

Inside the box, Ryan was fighting against the tape with all of his renewed might. But even at full strength, the tape held him in place. He couldn't even force out the jock gag which, with the layers of tape and box, kept him from barely emitting a peep to the outside world. 

The delivery man passed a park where kids were playing and headed towards his large utility truck where he had already set up a ramp. He rolled the box up the ramp into the cargo area to a spot he had already laid out. As he used some straps he had pre-set up to secure Ryan so he wouldn't shift around in the trip too much, he smiled to himself as he heard soft moans coming from inside. 

Once the box was secured to the floor, the delivery man headed to the back of the truck, grabbed hold of the rolling door and turned back to the boy in the box. 

"It's a couple hour trip, bra," the man mocked, "hope you're plenty comfortable. Holler if you need something."

The man laughed to himself as he slammed the door shut, locked it and headed for the door. Right as he turned toward it though a shirtless eighteen year old boy just about barreled right into him. 

"Whoa, sorry!" the kid said as he about fell over.

The kid stopped for a second panting. Long enough for the delivery guy to check him out. He had a very toned, lean runners build, a very boyish young face (not even a hint of facial hair), light brown hair that was all sweaty from his run, and light green eyes. All he was wearing was running shorts. 

"So what ya hauling," the kid asked still out of breath.

"Dangerous circus animal," the man deadpanned, "I gotta stop letting it out to graze near the park. Lots of fresh meat here."

The boy sat confused for awhile before laughing, "Ha ha, nice. Well my buddies are waving me down so I better go."

"Cool man, have a good one," the man then turned and saw a sight he couldn't believe, two twin shirtless guys, red wavy hair, but decently tanned and freckled faces. 

The man watched as the boy joined his friends to run along the path. They were clearly from around here, but they would have to be a project for another day. The delivery guy fired up his truck and drove to his destination. He spent an hour and a half on the highway to head to a neighboring city. He then drove into an industrial area where he had some property he rented through a trust fund he had setup. He hit the opener on his phone and a big utility door creaked open so he could drive the truck inside the huge building. 

It resembled an empty warehouse. It was a essentially a huge open, 70,000 ft² slab. It had brand new lights illuminating from high above, the floor was clean and looked almost brand new. The delivery guy took pride in his work. He parked close to an area where he had a suped up computer hooked up to a huge widescreen monitor. Next to it, there was a chair with a big eight inch dildo protruding from the seat. 

Next, the man unlocked the back fo the truck, rolled the door open and gazed at his cargo. The boy was still taped up inside the secured box, moaning and groaning like it was really that bad in there. The man sighed, and climbed into the back to start retrieving the cargo. He slid the boy on the free handcart, and rolled him down the ramp into his little office area where the chair and monitors were. 

The man used boxcutters to open the box, where he found Ryan still struggling and cursing into his sweaty gag. 

"Have a nice trip, bitch?" the man asked.

Ryan tried to look up, but he couldn't. He just pissed and moaned further into his gag. The man reached in, picked him up and set him gently on the cold concrete floor. Ryan was still struggling, but as he looked around he thought for sure the dude had brought him here to kill him. He was in some weird warehouse. No one was around, and he was immobilized. It wasn't until he glanced at the dildo chair that Ryan was filled with a new fear. Was this dude going to rape him?

"Oh that?" the man asked smiling as he noticed Ryan looking at the chair, "that's going to be like kind of a test for you boy."

The man drug him closer to the chair. Then he ran got a big black gymbag from the cab of his truck. He trotted over and dumped it out at Ryan's feet. 

Ryan looked at what fell out of the man's bag in horror. It was filled with sex stuff, bondage sex stuff. It had handcuffs, leg cuffs, gags, tons of rope and a whole host of other stuff that Ryan had seen in pornos. There was butt plugs of varying sizes, a bunch of lube, stuff to torture a guys nipples with, pretty much whatever this dude would need to use on Ryan. 

"Freaked out yet," the man asked laughing.

Ryan nodded. He didn't mind being a little kinky but what this dude was planning seemed like it was going to cross that threshold. 

"Well I'm guessing from your tone you want to leave. Which is cool with me. This place isn't for everyone," the guy said in a calm, almost believeable voice. 

Ryan nodded his head, still restricted from talking through the tape gag.

"Alrighty. No problem. But since I drug you out here semi-against your will, you'd probably want to seek some kind of legal ramification. So i'll make you a deal. If you can sit on that dildo in ten minutes. And I mean all the way down. I'll let you leave here today, and no one at home will ever know this happened," the delivery guy explained. 

Ryan was flush with nervousness. The deal didn't sound too bad compared to what he thought this guy would do. Fuck, he'd thought himself what he would do in these situations. He'd even used a vibrator on his ass before so this wasn't exactly new territory. If he had kept up with what he had planned tonight he might actually be using the vibrator again. Finally, he decided just to accept and started shaking his head obediently.

"Great!" the man smiled as he began peeling off all the tape on Ryan's body. 

Once he had him out of his cocoon, he undid his legs, knees and thighs. Ryan was almost completely free, still gagged, but he could probably even make a decent run for it right now. 

"Safety precaution," the man announced as he briefly held a smelly rag over Ryan's face. 

The smell crept up Ryan's nose and all of a sudden he was very woozy. The man didn't need to hold the chloroform on his face too long. He just wanted Ryan incapacitated long enough to get him set up int he locking leather binders that held his wrists tightly locked behind his back and attached to a locked collar around his neck. 

The man waited a bit for Ryan to get his strength back. He then ripped off his tight t-shirt and briefs, leaving him naked and exposing his rock hard boner. 

"Damn, you are one horny little fuck," the man said, "I bet you love cumming." 

The man jerked off Ryan's dick expertly, causing Ryan to roll his eyes in the back of his head in sheer pleasure. He started moaning into the jock gag.

"Awww but you want to get moving though," the man said as he released his cock and started undoing the tape gag. 

When the last layer of tape was painfully ripped off of his face, Ryan yelped and then spit the sweaty gag out on the concrete floor. Finally, he could speak to his captor. 

"listen man, I won't tell anyone. I understand people got their fetishes," Ryan explained, "I'll keep my mouth shut, no one has to know. Just let me go and we can move on."

"Oh that's not really appropriate Ryan, I'm the guy that's running this show," the man replied, "You can call me Sir. That seems better to me. Cause let's face it, I kind of have the upper hand here."

Ryan tested his new bonds. They were very tight and kept him helpless. The guy was right. 

"Well...Sir," Ryan continued, "Do I really have to do this for you?"

The man went over and picked up a bottle of lube and started towards the chair. He clicked open the bottle and let a big wad spray over his hand. He then rubbed his hands together and began to coat the dildo with a bunch of lube to make it nice and slick. Ryan didn't like where this was going. 

"Oh this isn't for me, bitch," the man said as he reached over and turned on his computer and monitor, "This is for you."

Ryan's head sank. He took a deep breath and prepared to accept this fate. At least he could leave after it. 

"You want me to lube your ass? It might make it easier," The man offered while switching on his video cam and getting the recorder ready. 

Ryan now saw why he was doing this. Blackmail. So the man would know that he wouldn't be going to the cops. He was definitely not going to keep him here. 

"Yea if you don't mind...sir," Ryan replied.

"That's a good bitch." The man said as he walked over with the bottle of lub, "First things first though."

The man picked up a large purple ball gag and fit it tightly over Ryan's mouth. Now he was a drooling mess and could again not say a word. 

"The movie is better for me if you're gagged," the man explained.

Ryan nodded. The man then bent him over so he could have free access to Ryan's tight, muscular ass. He relubed his hands and began to gently lube the boy. First, he just used one finger, then two, then three. Soon the delivery guy was finger fucking Ryan as Ryan backed his horny ass back up into it. Ryan thought he might cum when the man stepped back. 

"All done," the man announced while walking over to his computer and setting up a timer for ten minutes. 

"Alright bitch. Ten minutes. Go!" the man yelled out suddenly while he clicked the timer to start. 

Ryan jumped to his feet. He struggled a bit in his bonds and realized he would have to carefully squat on the lubed dildo. His hands would be no help. He practically sprinted over to chair, all the while making unintelligible grunting sounds from behind the ball gag. A trail of drool followed him as it fell out of his fully gagged mouth. 

When Ryan reached the chair, he turned around. He slowly bent over to feel the dildo with his lubed ass crack. It slid around his ass. Ryan manueavered to try and get a better approach. The delivery man was watching on the camera in delight as the twenty four year old stud was forced to give the dildo chair a lapdance. 

Soon he atleast worked the head into his prepped ass. There wasn't much pain, but the realization that he was now riding a dildo on camera made him freeze and face the delivery guy. Sweat was pouring down his face and a slight moan of pleasure escaped his gagged mouth. 

The delivery guy smiled, "six minutes left, you little whore. Maybe you want to stay for an extended period of time after all."

That announcement caused Ryan to work over time. He rocked back and forth on the dildo until by the two minute warning it was seven inches deep into his ass. An exhausted Ryan finally just sat down in the chair as the dildo plunged securely into his ass. This caused Ryan's eyes to grow wide and a huge long moan to come out of him.

The man stood up, clapped and walked over to the worn out boy. He kicked his feet over to either side of the chair so it would go in a little deeper. 

"Well done, boy. Well done!" the man beamed with pride down at Ryan, who also felt good about himself for some reason.

"Alright, I'm a man of my word you are leaving today!" the delivery guy announced.

Ryan breathed a sigh of relief, but it was short lived as the man used some leather binders to cuff his ankles to the sides of the chair, trapping Ryan in a seating position with the dildo lodged firmly up his tight ass. The man then used a bit of chair to lock Ryan's neck collar to the top of the chair so he couldn't even stand up and get the dildo off of him. Ryan started cursing him out through his gag.

"MMMMFFGGGGHGH HWWHHFHFGGG!" Ryan gargled as drool collected down his toned chest.

"I said I'd let you go today," the man explained as he returned to his computer, "but you were the one who signed up to be a sex slave for the highest bidder."

Ryan's face went pale. He stared at the man in disbelief before struggling tightly in his inescapble bonds. This also caused the dildo to send shockwaves of pleasure to Ryan's dick, making the situation so much more complicated. 

"yea that form you signed without reading," the man continued, "It basically say's this: the undersigned forfeits all freedoms for an undetermined amount of time to be sold at the earliest convenience of 'Cumguzzler Delivery Service.' I thought up the name myself."

Ryan was mortified. This man couldn't do this. He didn't care what he signed. There was no way this was happening. 

"Now, do you or do you not watch a significant amount of porn where a man gets tied up and fed dick?" the man asked Ryan. 

How did he know this stuff? Ryan used a separate email account. He never purchased any actual videos. he just browsed the free content. It was true he enjoyed seeing a dude get facefucked by another stronger, more dominant guy. But still, being a total slave?

The man clicked a button on the computer. All of a sudden, the dildo began to vibrate, which sent Ryan into an uncontrollable lust. He began struggling against the ropes not to get free, but so he could work his ass on the dildo and hopefully cum. 

What Ryan didn't know was the man wasn't only recording. He was broadcasting on a closed network to dozens of potential buyers across the country. Men who were researched and approved solely by him. This man was a collector of sorts, but he never kept his prizes for long. He unloaded them on gay men that wanted their own personal slave. He chose these slaves by watching young men interact. He knew the type. Those bitches he met today were the type, and Ryan was definitely the type to be used. He'd fight, but eventually he'd be a willing slave and wonder why he ever considered anything else. 

The video started broadcasting right when Ryan started to mount the dildo. Now as he was nearing orgasm, bidding had already rached $25,000. The man was indeed pleased, but he knew he could earn more. He shut off the dildo and thought to himself how to get more from his guest. He walked up to Ryan and stipped off his own shirt, revealing an incredibly muscular chest dusted with hair. 

Ryan drooled at the sight of the built delivery guy. Maybe he should have stayed. For a moment, he forgot about his own cock as the man rubbed a huge bulge in his cargo pants. The outline of a huge hard dick began to form. Ryan couldn't keep his eyes off it. 

"Like what you see boy?" the man asked. 

Ryan just nodded in agreement. He almost did it robotically, without thinking. He actually wanted this man's cock after all he had put him through. 

"Gotta earn it first boy." the man warned as he attached alligator clamps he had produced from his pocket to the Ryan's nipples. 

The added pain helped subside his need for orgasm. But the man wasn't finished, he also attached three clothespins to Ryan's ball sack before heading back over to the computer. As he approached, he stripped out of his pants revealing a matching muscular lower body, hot hairy ass and as he turned to face Ryan, a thick nine and half inch cock. 

"Impressive isn't it?" the man asked his cock hungry prisoner.

"Mmmggm hmmm" Ryan agreed in his gag and nodded. 

The man glanced over and saw bidding was up above thirty thousand. It was time to switch the vibrating dildo back on. Ryan's horniness betrayed him. He was immediately thrown back into a state of uncontrollable lust as he rode the big dildo lodged in his ass. The clamps and clothespins actually worked to heighten the thrill, something Ryan had never tried before. Soon, all he thought of was getting to orgasm as he came closer and closer to it. 

Before he did though, the man decided to tempt Ryan further. 

"Tell you what, you start begging to suck on this dick I'll bet you'll cum even faster." the man offered while waving his big dick in the air. 

Ryan gazed at the monster sway from side to side. He'd never sucked a dick that big before. And the offer was too tempting to resist. Forgetting his situation, he began to moan into his gag for the man to please feed him that great dick. The man happily rose and walked over to oblige. 

He unlocked the ball gag from Ryan's mouth and fed him his thick cock. Ryan took in as much as he could without missing a beat. He started to suck him off like he'd sucked off one of his buddies. Of course he didn't have a dick like this. The huge piece of meat filled his mouth. For a second, Ryan remembered the last porn he watched and pictured himself in place of the girl getting spit roasted. It was all to much as his orgasm rose out of his balls and exploded out of his dick, covering his chest in thick sticky cum. 

"Looks like we got a live one here," the man said as he took his dick from Ryan's mouth and beat his face with it. 

Ryan tried to catch the dick back into his mouth. It tasted so good and he wanted to take more of it. 

"Please sir, can I have your dick again," he begged.

The man turned to the camera, "See? He's a total slut for big cock. Don't let this boy go too long without his meat."

It now occured to Ryan that he was being viewed, but once the delivery man fed his cock back into him he obediently sucked him off and bucked up and down on the dildo as best he could. soon his cock was hard for the second time, but the man was closer. Without warning, he peeled back fromt he boy's mouth and let our a deep groan. 

"I'm cuummmmminnnngg!" he yelled as he coated Ryan's entire face with thick, hot white cum. 

Spent, the man returned to the monitor. The bid was at $86,000. The man hit a button and Ryan was sold. 

Soon after, Ryan was again drugged and transported by the delivery man to a wealthy young (34) hollywood executive. Ryan spent the next three years in total captivity learning how to be a good whore. Of course, eventually he was freed by his owner and given the means to restart his life, but by then he had realized his purpose, to serve dominant men in any way they wanted. 

The day after the delivery man dropped off a re-taped up package on the hollywood exec's doorstep, he started researching his shirtless runner and his friends. He figured they would also fetch a fine price. 

To be continued...