Grant's Surrender

Grant lay in bed reviewing the events of earlier that day. Not only did he have gay sex and fucked a man, but he had also been caught with his pants literally down by the man's lover, while still inside the man! Grant also had to admit he had enjoyed it. Not the getting caught part, but the sex with Jason. It was incredible having such a sexy man under his control. Grant felt his cock start to tingle at the thought and shut it down quickly.

Jason had sat him down after Avery had stormed off. First, to make sure Grant was fine after his panic attack. Assured he was Jason then made it clear to Grant that while he enjoyed the sex, it wasn't going to happen again. Jason told Grant if that was going to be an issue for him he understood if Grant wanted to turn the account over to another representative. Grant assured Jason he was fine with that and stated he was "straight" again. Grant knew if he gave up this account he might actually lose his job. A lot more was riding on keeping Jason happy than Jason knew. Grant left assuring Jason all would be well and that he respected his commitment to Alex and Avery.

Secretly Grant could not get Jason and his body out of his mind. He had never felt so alive, so lost, yet so in control, as he did today. Sex with his ex had been fine but routine, neither expressing interest for more. The blow jobs from the men on-board his ship were a necessity to Grant. A tool he used to relieve stress. He had never thought of them as sexual, just relief. When his lips met Jason's body and his nose inhaled his musk something deep within Grant awoke. The memory of how he had, without thought, attacked Jason's hole with his mouth, still sent shivers down his spine. Not to mention how it felt blasting inside the muscle gods ass as his muscles shuddered underneath him. Having been granted this gift he was damned if he was going to lose it. Not after having lost so much already.

"Focus, Grant!" Pushing all thoughts of Jason away he reached for his notebook. Perhaps going over them would distract him. As he picked up the book a business card fell out. It was for the giant Gabriel. The card had a red border with raised black letters tinged in gold. It read:

Gabriel Arias

Intimacy Facilitator

Yoga and Meditation Specialist

By Appointment Only

Tapping the card to his chin an idea sparked in Grants' mind. Just the wisps of one but one with the potential of seeing Jason naked again. The image of Jason's naked body rose in his mind causing Grant's cock to harden. He stroked it slowly as he sketched his thoughts in his head. After a while, he put the notebook away, and closing his eyes, jerked off to the memory of Jason's hole winking right in front of his face. Reaching for the tissues he blasted a huge load. After cleaning himself he turned, and fell quickly asleep, a smile covering his face.

The following Monday, Grant and the tech team began installing the security equipment. Contact between himself and Jason had been minimal and only via text. Grant had already put the first part of his idea in place. He had an appointment to see Gabriel on Friday after work but the other part of his plan was beginning today. He had the installers begin on the upper floors, supposedly at the client's request, to minimize any inconvenience. The reality was Grant wanted them in place first. They were his key to winning over Jason. As the installers placed the official cameras in the hallway Grant wandered into the "Playroom" unobserved. Jason may have thought it was a one-time thing but he didn't know about Grant's resolve. All his life, once Grant set his mind on a goal, he never took his eyes off the prize. Jason was now that prize.

Friday finally arrived and Grant sat nervously in Gabriel's outer room unsure how he was going to play the visit. He had studiously avoided seeing any of the others during the week at the house, even ensuring he was off-site during their Wednesday lunch. Now he was going to meet with one of their inner circle and he still had no idea how to use it to his advantage. His military training in tactics told him to try to give away as little as possible while trying to draw your enemy out. Time to see how much of his training he remembered.

Lost in thought the receptionist had to call his name a few times before Grant responded. As he walked to the door he took a deep breath before entering. He walked into a room light by indirect lighting, not exactly dark, but no bright overheads either. Seated at a desk Gabriel held up a finger giving Grant eyes time to explore the room. Soft brown leather chairs and couch, a massage-style bed against one wall, various paintings of angels adorning the walls. The room smelled of incense with undertones of sweat and musk.

Gabriel swung his chair around and stood up extending his hand. Grant forgot what a huge presence the man had as he loomed over him. As his hand was enveloped Gabriel said "I am sorry for the delay but it is my pleasure to meet you formally at last Grant. Please take a seat wherever you feel comfortable." Indicating the chairs and couch. Grant chose to sit on the couch as Gabriel took the chair to his left.

"Grant I am happy you took my advice and came to see me. I believe I can help you with these panic episodes which seem to plague you but before we start I must advise you that I know you slept with Jason last week. If this will impede us in any way we can part now as friends." Gabriel sat back waiting for Grant to reply.

Grant felt a blush creep up his neck and answered automatically. "I'm straight. That's not who I am. I just got caught up in the heat of the moment. "

Gabriel raised his eyebrow and stroked his chin while his black eyes bored into Grant. "Straight men usually don't fuck other men Grant."

"It was a one-time thing." Grant could feel his chest beginning to tighten and his breathing began to speed up. This was not how this was supposed to go. He was supposed to be the one getting information.

"You seem a bit flushed Grant. Do you feel an attack starting? Perhaps you should lie down. No, not on the couch, come lay here." Gabriel swung the massage table out into the center of the room.

Grant rose and tentatively walked towards the table, his heart beating hard inside his chest. He heard Gabriel say "On your back please." As he settled onto the table he felt his shoes being removed. The sound of instrumental music began to play at a low level and the smell of sandalwood incense was suddenly stronger. Grant lay there trying to control his beating heart as he felt his socks removed and large hands begin to massage first one foot then the other.

"You do not see the connection with your attacks and your suppressed desire for men? It is a natural thing you fight against and it is this fight which causes your distress." Gabriel's large hands were sending waves of electric shocks up from Grant's feet to his legs and groin.

His breath still somewhat ragged Grant was able to choke out "I'm not gay." However, he could feel his body denying his words, as his cock began to plump inside his pants.

"Labels! Bah! No one is here to put you in a box and say this you must be. Those of us lucky enough to be aware get to decide who we find sexually attractive. You were taken with Jason, hence your initial attack. Your mind did not know how to process those feelings. I can teach you how to let your body guide your mind instead of the other way round."

Gabriel's hands had left Grant's feet, running up his still clad legs and thighs, until they were at his hips. As he glanced down Grant saw him silently take in his now rock-hard cock pressing against his boxers and khakis. Wordlessly he began massaging Grant's hips, working the palms and balls of his hands in deep, causing Grant's hips to flex wide and relax.

Placing one huge hand onto Grant's chest above his racing heart Gabriel leaned over Grant's face and said "Trust is key. I can help you control and own these feelings but you must trust me. Do you understand?"

Grant nodded his head, unable right now to trust himself to speak. The touch of this giant was sending his body signals he could not ignore. He was determined to find a way to control this.

"Good. We will start with massage and meditation combined. This will be tantric in elements. Sexual if you will. You will devise a mantra to focus on to help relax your mind while I relax your body. Do you understand?"

Grant nodded again.

"I will need you to verbalize your approval please." Gabriel's hands moved from Grant's hips closer to his throbbing cock. As Grant inhaled deeply he exhaled and said "Yes. I understand."

"You agree to this treatment?"

"Yesss. I agree." Grant was close to either passing out or cumming. He needed to shut them both down and fast.

"Excellent. Pick a word with meaning to you and focus on that. Do not tell me what it is. Repeat it over and over in your mind while you concentrate on only your breathing. I will work to relax your body. In time you will be able to use this on your own to stop these attacks. Close your eyes and begin to focus. Try to blend my touch into your chants and breathing. Comprender?"

Nodding, Grant chose his word and began repeating it inside his head, as he visualized it at the same time. With his breathing and heartbeat slowing, he could feel Gabriel slowly strip off his clothes as one hand or the other always remained on his body. Soon Grant knew he was nude and erect before this muscular giant but willed himself to focus inside his head. His naked body began to tingle at the touch of strong hands on his legs, chest, shoulders, and head. There seemed to be no pattern to the caresses but his body began to respond all the same. Gabriel's hands slid up and down his body rubbing and massaging as they traveled Grant's toned flesh.

When Gabriel's hand finally wrapped around Grant's cock he was somewhat expecting it but the warmth of his hand still surprised him. Twitching slightly at the touch Gabriel placed his other hand onto Grant's lower abdomen to soothe him. "Focus on your mantra", Gabriel whispered, as both hands began to caress his cock, not jerking, just caressing until one hand began cupping his balls as the other slowly stroked the shaft. Gabriel's hand briefly left his cock and Grant heard the squirt of liquid. Soon he felt warm liquid running down his shaft onto his balls as Gabriel's hand returned. The hand began slowly pumping Grant's rock-hard cock as the other began massaging the liquid into his ball sack and slowly sliding lower onto Grant's taint. His mind began to drift as he focused on the words and images inside his head.

As he allowed the sensations to wash over him Grant barely registered when Gabriel's strong hands pushed his knees upward as he spread his legs wider. It wasn't until the tips of his fingers slid across his butthole that Grant's mantra skipped a beat. He opened his mouth in protest but was cut short with a quiet bass "Hush. Focus." from his looming masseur. The fingers of Gabriel's right hand continued to rub along his slightly quivering pink lips, sending thrills up through his balls into his cock, now gripped firmly in Gabriel's warm left hand. Grant refocused his mind and recalled his imagery and mantra and felt his tight muscles relax at the touch.

It was Gabriel's warm breath and lips against his right nipple that caused Grant's mantra to skip again and a low moan to escape his mouth. He emitted no protest this time and instead allowed his guide to do as he pleased. He felt a tongue begin to circle his nipple, then slide across his chest to the other, repeating the process. His cock throbbed in Gabriel's grip as the thumb of his other hand made similar circles around his man-hole. Grant emitted another moan of pleasure and redoubled his mantra efforts.

Satisfied at his client's progress Gabriel guided his tongue between Grant's pronounced pecs and began sliding downward, licking and kissing his abs, until at last his mouth rested at the base of Grant's cock still firmly grasped in his hand. As his tongue and hand rose higher, his other thumb began pressing and probing at his now twitching virgin hole. The tongue traveled up his cock until it reached the head, the flicked out and wrapped around it, as the hand lifted off and moved to Grant's right nipple.

The warm breath on his cockhead and the tweaking of his nipple almost distracted Grant from the thumb being pushed inside his ass. Almost. As Gabriel's digit breached the virgin space Grant bucked upward in an effort to pull away and was met by Gabriel's warm lips as they encased his cock and slid quickly downward. The simultaneous sensations of his cock being engulfed in a warm soft mouth, along with the violation of being penetrated where no one had been before, sent shockwaves through his body. As he emitted a low "nooo," he felt his nipple tweaked hard, forcing his head back onto the table, as his body surrendered to the onslaught.

Temporarily forgotten as he struggled with the various sensations assaulting his body Grant returned to his mantra and willed his body to relax. Sensing his submission Gabriel's mouth and hands began exploring Grant's cock, hole, and torso with renewed intent. As his mouth began stroking up and down Grant's shaft his thumb was quickly replaced with his middle finger which delved even deeper inside Grant's slowly yielding hole.

As his mind tried to push thoughts of 'What is happening to me?' upward the endorphins rushing through Grant's body overran them as he refocused on his imagery and mantra. Controlling his breath another unbidden moan escaped his lips. Without conscious thought he raised his right leg and placed it across Gabriel's shoulder, allowing him full access to his hole and cock. He sensed the movement of Gabriel's body between his legs and felt his other leg rise until both were high in the air upon the back of the mountain that was controlling him. Gabriel remained bent to his task, his mouth and hand never wavering in their exploration. Grant gasped aloud as he felt the pressure of a second finger slide in along the one already inside him. Amazed, he felt himself press his ass down onto the joint invaders, never having felt so less in control, so used, or so turned on in his life.

Gabriel's fingers more than matched Grant's thrusts until Grant felt his hole being stretched wider than he ever thought possible. As he felt his hole squeeze and relax around the invading fingers he was unaware Gabriel had removed his mouth from his cock until he heard rustling and felt more squirts of warm lube on his hole. With fingers pushing the wetness inside him deeper he felt he was as wide open as possible. Suddenly the fingers were removed leaving Grant feeling empty and aching.

Grant felt Gabriel's hands on his hips, his legs still draped over his shoulders. With a softly said "Focus" his hips were pulled down until his ass hung over the table. Redoubling his chanting he felt pressure as Gabriel's condom-covered cockhead pressed against his well-lubed pink ring. As he realized what was about to happen Grant half heartily raised his hand to Gabriel's chest to try to stave off this final submission. He felt his hand lifted and a kiss placed on his palm before the hand was placed onto his own leaking cock. As he began stroking it Grant felt Gabriel push against his legs and soon his hole slowly opened and wrapped around the massive cockhead.

Grant could never remember afterward what kind of noise he made as he lost his anal virginity but he knew it was one he had never made before in his life. Half sob, half moan, it rose from deep in his gut as more of Gabriel's massive cock slid in deeper. Suddenly Gabriel stopped and running his hands along Grant's lower abdomen massaged him softly, allowing him to get used to the new feelings coursing through his body. Some part of Grant knew that he barely had half of what Gabriel was capable of giving him buried in his hole. Grateful for the mercy shown the overachiever in Grant took hold, bucking his ass down lower while sliding another inch or two of the massive dick into his ass. He yelped loudly at the unexpected feeling of fullness and pain. Realizing he was not the one in control, he allowed Gabriel to own him, his submission to the gentle giant complete.

Gabriel's bass voice broke the silence."Yes, my friend. I see you are already learning. Give yourself up to your feelings of pleasure. There is nothing more natural than the enjoyment of one body connecting with another. Keep focusing on your internal guide and allow me to give you sweet release."

Unbidden, Grant replied, "Yes Sir!" Again unaware, he pulled his thighs deeper to his chest, opening himself wider to the expected onslaught to his hole. Gabriel wasted no time sliding even more of his mammoth cock deeper into Grant, ignoring the whimper that escaped Grant's lips. As he began rhythmically stroking his cock in and out of the ex-sailors ass his hand reached for Grant's cock and began stroking it in unison with his thrusts.

As Gabriel worked his cock deeper and deeper into his hole Grant began to utter a single word, apparently his mantra, over and over but too low for Gabriel to hear. Ignoring it Gabriel focused on ensuring Grant's reward matched his efforts today. As his hand stroked the leaking dick in his fist he began to feel Grant's hole tighten around his cock. 'He's ready' he thought and plunged all nine inches of his hard-covered cock deep between Grant's walls. Grant moaned loudly and threw his head back as a huge stream of cum flew up and out of his cock splashing up onto his chest. As he continued to jerk against Gabriel's still hard cock he felt himself lifted and his arms thrown around Gabriel's shoulders. Strong hands grasped each cheek as Gabriel continued plunging his cock upward as Grant bounced around like a rag doll until he grasped his hands behind Gabriel's neck. As the pounding continued Gabriel could now hear the faint word Grant was repeating over and over. "Jason. Jason. Jason." With each thrust of his cock he heard his friend's name said again and again until finally, he felt his own load begin to build. Grasping the back of Grant's neck he pulled his face forward and staring directly into Grant's hazel eyes bent his knees and pressed upward as his cock erupted inside the condom buried deep inside Grant. Grant's eyes went wide and with a shout, a second stream of cum began shooting from his cock.

Holding Grant still bent away, with his legs on his shoulders Gabriel leaned out and planted a warm dry kiss onto his lips. This more than anything that occurred over the past hour shook Grant to his core. Grant reeled back and stared up into the inquisitive black eyes staring down at him and said "I'm not gay!" Arching his neck upward he parted the soft lips with his tongue and explored inside it as he felt Gabriel's cock slowly soften and slide from his just fucked hole.

Laying Grant tenderly down onto the table, and removing his legs from his shoulders, Gabriel ran the back of one finger down the side of Grant's face and said "Ignore the label, enjoy the experience. We have more work to do. The shower is to your left. I will see you next Friday evening." Here he bent down closer to Grant's face and slid the same finger into his mouth. "No excuses. Comprender?" Grant nodded unable to speak with the finger still pressed against his tongue. Gabriel rose, turned, and strode naked from the room without a backward glance.

Grant lay there for a solid five minutes trying to collect himself and sort through all his feelings about what had just transpired. He had walked into the room as a man with a plan and was now laying here a quivering mass, dripping with sweat and hormones. His ass still pulsing from the fucking he had allowed, yes allowed, to happen to it. Straight arrow Grant began to return and all thoughts were swiftly pushed into the background as he rose, showered, and dressed. Slipping out as quietly as possible, with no intention of ever returning, Grant drove home slowly, avoiding any bumps that might jar his still aching ass.

Arriving home Grant took a second shower scrubbing his entire body clean but studiously avoiding his still throbbing asshole. Grabbing his laptop and logging in through various dark web servers he pulled up the secret cameras he had personally installed in the "Playroom". Setting the notifications to alert him for any activity he grabbed his phone and began answering work-related emails and then ran a video as he lay there waiting for sleep or activity, whichever came first. . Finally the laptop binged, and as he pulled it closer he had a clear vision of Jason walking into the playroom and stripping off his clothes. Grant's hand moved to his already hardening cock as he spotted Alex then Avery appear and begin shedding their own clothes. Settling down into bed Grant's eyes never left Jason's form as his brain began making mental notes of every touch and move that made Jason quiver, smile or moan. He lay there staring at the screen intently, the light reflecting off his face.

To be continued...