Appearances Can Be Deceiving

Collin Smith rode in the back of the Mercedes and was understandably apprehensive yet excited at the same time. He was on his way to meet another 18-year-old, named Mike A. who was Japanese and had a rather complex last name. Collin had just asked if it would be okay, if he could just call him Mike A.? Mike had been fine with that and told him he would be using a different name soon enough. They had been talking for nearly three months now, mostly by SMS chat, texting and one cellphone call. He just did, things that for some reason Collin found to be irresistible. It was something he had thought about for some time now and was pretty sure as to him liking what Mike A. talked about, as if it where just an everyday thing. So, they had agreed, or Mike had told him he would come and spend the weekend with him.

They were quiet, both different, in appearance, as one would expect. Collin had read Mike’s bio on the chat site they talked on. There was a picture of him which all looked quite typical. He was of Japanese heritage, but his parents had lived here when he had been born. He was listed as 5”9’ tall and was quite young appearing, even for someone as young as Collin. He was 134 lbs. so that certainly would not seem to match up with, well what he liked. He was finished with a slight build, very average, there was one inconsistency that to Collin seemed strange.

This would be Mike’s cock size and something about this was incongruous. Here was this little average guy, parents from Japan, but the thing out of place here is that he, and one could not be sure why internet photos and such; was really packing some meat. Collin did not watch a great deal of Pornography. He was human, so sometimes after all and had electronic devices falling out of his ears. Then there were these thoughts, Mike with how free he was about such things, to be honest he sounded at times, like he was supposed to run into him.

Mike was not a huge guy, apparently had little reservation about inflicting pain at times, ‘Because he liked to’. There did not seem to be too many fetishes he was not into. It would have been easier to list the ones that he did not practice or care for. He had invited Collin to spend the weekend with him, during which time Collin would act as his 24/7 slave. If that went well then, they could talk. With his proclivities, he was 18 now and he deserved to own one; possibly several slaves, and to use them any way he wanted to.

Collin was not much bigger than Mike, maybe an inch or so add a few pounds. He had not been born on Krypton, so he had not been gifted with the sheer bulk and length of what Mike had been born with. He was back with most of humanity and was average in that department as well.  Collin did not like this fact very much, but people were all the time identifying him as a femboy, because for a young man, he surely was blessed with boyish good looks. His blue eyes, smooth features and just the symmetry of his face came together well.

What Mike was offering was something Collin thought about frequently, so he had finally agreed to come a spend the weekend with him. Mike was very dominant and expected his partner to be submissive to him and it did not sound as if there was much, he was not into. Mike had sent the car for him, and it had driven over in the part of their town where the wealthier people lived. They finally arrived at a house just outside of the city limits. The driver, whose name was Bob.

 Had told Collin, “Just go around the corner and you will see a sliding glass door. Just tap on it and enjoy yourself. Don’t worry about your bag, I will bring it inside for you.”

Collin went around to the door and tapped on the glass, in a few moments the slightly shorter, Mike slid it open. He did not conceal the fact that he was looking Collin over from head to toe. He had sort of a funny grin on his face and told Collin to come on inside. He was wearing Docker’s shorts that revealed suspiciously muscular leg muscles and they were nice and tanned.  He went through the house and down into a full-sized basement. Collin looked at all the dungeons play toys that he had hanging off the wall. The floor in here was concrete and in the center of the room was a solid metal chair that looked like it could also be manipulated and would shift into a flat type of gurney thing.

Mike stopped and turned around, “Here is the deal for the next forty-eight hours. You always do what I say, just the way I say it. Speaking of which, go ahead and take off your shoes, socks, and rest of your clothing. There is a basket on the table beside the door for them and put your cell in there. You do not leave the house, you do not use the phone, you do not even talk unless I tell you to or ask you something. Think about it carefully, and know this, one of my major turn-ons is inflicting pain on my slave as well as use them for my pleasure. I have not found one yet who doesn’t already love it, or soon does.  If you agree to this then, for the next 48 hours you will be my slave. No matter what I do to you and no matter how bad it hurts, take it, and keep your mouth shut. I would also plan on you making me cum a bunch. Yes, you get naked, if it is to be no, I will simply have the car return you to your home.”

Mike stood there and stared at him for a minute and Collin realized he was waiting for a response. He had to know, and he was so turned on just by how direct he was. So, to answer he took off his tennis shoes and placed them in the basket. He was a bit self-conscience about it but soon he was standing before the shorter Japanese, Mike, completely naked. As he had removed each stitch of clothing, Mike had watched, with pure lust on his face. This was better than any present he had ever unwrapped, and this one was doing it for him.

Mike grabbed a few things, and they went over to another door that led to a bathroom. It was a half-bath with a shower sealed off with a glass door. He then told Collin to place his hands behind his back and to cross his wrists. As soon as he did, Mike grabbed his hands roughly and then slid a small zip-tie around the wrists. He pulled it nice a tight and then added a little more pressure. Enough to be uncomfortable but not cause any injury. He went over and slid the glass door open on the shower and looked at Collin.”

He told him, “Get in the shower and answer by calling me Master or Sir.”

Collin said, “Could I combine them and call you MasterSir? Sorry. Yes, Master, “and climbed into the shower and waited. Mike was quickly shedding his clothing and when he was bare stepped inside. He guided and sort of pushed Collin down to his knees then onto his back. Collin was staring up at Mike, and his big cock, which seemed to defy the laws of physics. Mike stood with his face looking straight down at Collin and he was getting excited. Collin could not help but watch as his massive penis began to get a semi-hard on and fuck, that thing had to be ten inches long.

Mike had that funny look on his face again and he told Collin to open his mouth wide and keep it that way unless he was swallowing. Colin did not understand and opened his mouth wide and soon he did. Mike let a long trail of his spit begin to trail out of his mouth and it hit beside Collin’s head at first. Mike was quick to adjust and suddenly Collin was being hit right in the face with a stream of spit. Some of it was going in his mouth and his impulse was the spit it back out.

Mike was ahead of him, “Any that goes in your mouth, you are to swallow that on down. As a matter of fact, let me help you.”

He got on his knees and waited for a second for his cock to soften a bit and pointed it down at Collin’s face. Then cut lose with a stream of piss that hit him in the nose first and he directed the stream down to his mouth. He would stop occasionally and give the slave time to keep up. He had been saving for this, so it took some time for the boy to get it all down. Occasionally, he would move his dick this way or that, so he was basically pissing all over his face. As the last of the pee was gone, the action of doing it, and the way it made Collin look. His hair was all frazzled and you could see balls of urine tracing down his face in every direction, made Mike start to get hard again. At some point he would do that online live to Collin as he did it.

Collin could not exactly answer him as his mouth was currently half filled with Mike’s piss. Mike then took he right foot and curled the big toe down a bit and put it right at Collin’s mouth.

He said, “Suck on my big toe like it’s a cock and continue to swallow my spit down.”

Mike jammed his big toe down into Collin’s mouth and continued to spit on it which let it run on down into his mouth. This went on for a while and below him, Collin was sucking on that toe for all his worth. After a few minutes Mike switched over and let Collin work on the left toe was well.

Mike told him, “Beside the spit, this is a dry run, you will be sucking on my cock soon enough. Once you suck it long enough, there is nothing dry about that at all. Oh, Fuck it! I am going to fuck that mouth of yours.”

Mike turned around facing the back of the shower and got situated where he could lay on top of Collin and his dick was right at his mouth.

He told him, “Open wide, and try and relax your throat, watch those fucking teeth and do not try to turn your head.” When Collin opened his mouth to say, yes master, Mike shoved his big head into it. It was warm and moist and made Mike tingle all over. Collin was surprised by the sudden and dominant act; guess he was going to suck Mike’s dick for him. Thinking of the little dirty-minded Mike, humping his mouth till it made him fill it full of cum made Collin’s whole self-shuddered with delight. He liked the fact Mike was turned this way; the smaller guy could use him as he liked.

Mike went deeper towards the opening of the throat and as his big head and shaft slid into the tight mouth it felt nothing short of electric to him. Collin had gagged several times, there would be much of that over the weekend. It did not deter him one bit, he liked it when a pretty cocksucker like Collin gagged on his cock. If he decided to use him regularly in time, he would take the whole thing and not gag a bit. He took his big head of his cock and started to go down into Collin’s throat with it. He left it sitting in that spot as it had caused some heavy gagging and reached down and jerked the part of his shaft as it was still not full in the mouth.

Finally, Mike, knowing it would take some time to get Collin to be able to safely do that just started to fuck him in the mouth as deep as this point. Occasionally, he would grin a little and as he thrust it in would go just a bit deeper which would get a fit of gagging from his slave. He knew it was a sadistic thrill, but it did not make him like it any less.

Collin’s mouth was quite literally full of Mike’s cock, and he was wasting no time wearing his mouth out with it. He was secreting thick saliva in response to having his mouth so thoroughly stuffed, and he was able to with effort to keep it swallowed down. It was all a game of timing; when Mike had pushed to the deepest, he was going Collin could not breath. So, every time Mike pulled back for another thrust, that was the time Collin grabbed a quick breath and swallowed the saliva. Occasionally, he would get a blast of something that tasted salty on his tastebuds. He knew it was just because the process felt so good to Mike, he had just oozed some pre-cum into his mouth.

Mike had let Collin get him hot fast, and he was already starting to feel the itch.

He told Collin, “When I cum, hold just a little back in your mouth to make it nice and slick. I like to keep fucking for a second even after I get off and that makes it feel good and makes sure you get a good taste of it. When I pat you on the top of the head and stop pumping, lick it all off, like a good cocksucker, and down it goes.”

Mike was so close and suddenly all the neurons contained in his enormous balls fired a signal to his brain. In idle times he had considered that it must send something like the, ‘Hey this bitch that is trying to swallow my dick is about to get a mouthful of cum. Apparently, this was a signal that a brain liked to hear as every pleasure center in his brain would fire in time with the huge spurts of cum, he was shooting into Collin’s mouth.

He said, “Fuck yeah! Swallow that cum cocksucker.”

Collin’s mouth was filled up with the sticky, salty fluid and he could feel Mike’s cock as it spasmed to cause the pumping action. In a moment it was done and in about a minute Mike stopped and patted Collin on the top of the head. The bound boy obediently licked his cock clean and finally Mike withdrew it and got up.

A few minutes later, Mike led Collin back into the main room and took him over to a small island that had a drain in the floor and was meant to prevent leaks. He told Collin to get on the chair in the wrong direction on his knees. So, he climbed up onto the chair on his knees, and Mike grabbed the back of his neck and pushed him to where his throat was resting on the top of the back of the chair. On the back of the chair on either side were two metallic rings sticking out. Mike reached on one of them and took a small chain which he then pulled up and wrapped around Collins neck and took the other end and after adjusting it snapped it into place on the other side.

With Collin’s hands tied behind him and his neck restrained in this fashion he was pretty much helpless.

Mike reached down and held his right hand over Collin’s mouth and slowly walked forward. He took his left hand and cupped his ball sack and pushed it firmly up against Collin’s nose.”

He told the restrained boy, “Just breathe nice and easy and get a good smell of my nuts, do not try and turn your head in another direction.”

Collin did as he was told and took in Mike’s smell, it made him incredibly hot, and so far, this had been everything he had expected it to be. This young man of Japanese origin already had complete control of him, which did not take him long to do. Mike stood there and made the new slave smell his junk for about five minutes before he then walked over to the wall to what looked like some small, what he liked to call, ‘Smack that ass toys’.  He chose a particularly nasty looking one and walked in behind Collin.

He had no ideal where he was at, he then felt Mike’s hands cup around his balls and begin to work something over them. It looked like it was a small sack made from tight but thin chain-link material. On each end there were two laces and once it was completely over them, Mike pulled them opposite which in turn made the bag shrink. He was not gentle with this process and once it was nice and snug and had the effect of making Collins ball sack stick out a little bit behind him. He expertly and quickly tied it off the Snug Ballz bag and left to get something.

Collin could only wait, and this was a bit spooky with a stranger, but it was also blowing his mind. All he knew about Mike was that he had a good sense of humor, was intelligent, and it was rather apparent that he liked this kind of stuff. Collin was becoming ever surer that he liked it too, Mike was so deliberate, he had no problems seizing control. He was now standing back in front of him. He had a roll of duct tape and was tearing a couple of long pieces off. Once he had he run them side by side, sticking to each other and left them gently hanging on the back of the chair.

He was staring back down at Collin then said, “Open your mouth wide and leave it so till I tell you otherwise.”

Collin opened his mouth wide and waited for what was to come. Mike had retrieved his socks; from the bathroom floor he had been wearing and had then draped over his right shoulder. He took the first one and thoroughly crammed it into the open mouth. Once it was in a good way, he shoved the other one in and could barely get both to fit.

He was breathing a bit harder as he said, “Close your mouth and keep those lips tight as you can.” When Collin sealed his lips, Mike took the tape and carefully sealed them shut. He ran is fingers over the edges carefully to make sure it was a good tight seal.

Mike said, "Now there's something to think about. Can I still call you cocksucker, or do I need to change to to socks-sucker?" He knew Collin could not answer and patted his right  cheek like he was acknowledging a pet. 

Apparently, his little Master must like the foot thing too because as he stuffed Collin’s mouth full his dick had started to harden again. Even as a semi it was an attention grabber. He now noticed that Mike had been sitting up various webcams all around him from several angles.

Mike grinned a little, might as well give him something to think about while he set up the connection.  He walked in behind Collin and took the big paddle and started to lightly spank him on the ball sack with it. Then very suddenly landed a bit harder of a blow and then went to set the connection to the website up. He was sure that Collin would be feeling that for a few minutes yet. He turned on a power strip and several computers and monitors came to life.

Mike was right, that blow from the paddle to his balls was sharp and it was the kind of pain that radiated to the whole body. It would be a minute or two for that to pass and he would be sore tomorrow. Collin knew this was going to hurt but he was so hard right now that was a different kind of ache. He was in no position to reach it and the strap around his neck was not going anyplace till the Master wanted it to.

Mike had logged into TTaAG24-7.com and typed in his credentials. TTaAG.com was a silly acronym that everyone used for this site that the joke was that TTaAG meant ‘Totally Terrible and Afflicted Gay’.com. This was a site for people who were especially into several forms of domination and submission with all the usual goodies that went with those. He was very popular on this site and had his own viewing room where he could broadcast from his web cameras to the room. He had several that would show what he was going to do to this one from several different angles. The users of the site would see from whatever camera he directed them to from here. This was a rather specialized area of sexual behavior so one had to pay, to get to see what he would be broadcasting.  

Collin heard some typing and then the red light on the camera in front of his face lit up. He felt Mike brush by him, and he was standing holding an iPad and was wearing one of those Alien, Face Hugger Covid masks. He walked back around making sure the front camera caught both, images of his huge hard dick and now his nicely shaped ass as he went by. He stopped and grabbed Collin by the hair and angled his head up. This pulled against the chain that made it tighter to the point of cutting his air off. It also showed a clear view of his face, to a great many people.

Just the ideal he was able to do that to someone, and Collin would have absolutely no notion whatsoever just how many people that could be. It was usually a great many, this really made Mike's dick throb.  No one would know anything about him, but they would all get to witness that he could use Collin in any way he wanted to. Collin, they would see, and some might even know him, if so, not his fucking problem. The way Mike looked at it, the whole purpose and job of a slave is to be fucked by their master. He thought of this as just an additional way that he could fuck his slave and he would always get his. He kept Collin’s head pulled up around sixty seconds as he needed to get used to holding his breath, and for everyone out there to get a good look at him. Then he lowered it back down on the chair. Collin had watery eyes and was taking deep breaths. They had talked about the possibility of filming, so this did not bother him.

As he got in a good position behind Collin, he thought to himself: ‘This is going to be a damn fine weekend.