I met Jason online. The funny thing about online meetings is this sense of being anonymous and spilling deep thoughts, desires and emotions. They can be used as a key to unlock the individual and go inside their mind for control. Jason did just that likely thinking we would never meet up. We were only about 30 minutes apart. If his photos were real, he was incredibly cute and very, very nice body. I wanted to meet. He expressed desire to be intensely submissive to the point of complete capture and chained. He loved clothes, he always wanted to look good but there was a ‘tickle’ vein that would explode in him sexually to have his looks and clothes messed up or worse, totally ruined. Jason was 20, living off a trust set up by his grandmother. He wanted to become a model, his fantasy of men seeing him all dressed up, cover to cover.
We met one afternoon in early May at a local Dunk’N’Donuts. He loved wearing white, he wore a white suit. This being 1991, the suit coat was short like a waiter’s jacket, double breasted, pleated pants, the suit white with a satin pinstripe, white shiny dress shoes, white silk shirt with cufflinks, and white silk tie. Walking in he received a chuckle from a table of teenage boys. After talking, I suggested we go to a place where we could play. He whole heartily agreed. The location was about two miles away. The far end of a rail yard, always secluded however, trucks must go through as there was a large area of mud created from rain and trucks driving through.
We got out of our cars and met up. I stared into his face, complimented him on his suit, feeling his suit coat, discovering his wallet located in his inside breast suit pocket. I pulled back his suit coat like I was looking at the label and grabbed his wallet. He looked confused but did not suspect a thing. I could see his car keys in his side pants pocket, I lurched forward to hug and kiss all the while reaching into his pants pocket to take Jason’s keys. Now, I had complete control.
I told Jason he now needs to follow all my orders because now I had his keys and wallet, he wasn’t going anywhere. That, excited him. I used the first key he told me about that he gave me online, water sports. Standing in front of him, I undid my belt, unbuttoned my Levis, pulled out my big cock which pleased him even more. I reached over, unzipped his white suit pants and slid my cock into his pants. Jason was interested and confused on my action until I began pissing into his suit pants to which he said; “Oh my god, what are you doing to my pants?” And there was the golden piss cascading down his pants legs, flowing over and into his dress shoes puddling on the ground. I retreated. Jason looked down going; “Oh my god, it looks like I pissed my pants” and I replied; “It sure does”. Jason was visibly disturbed, this was not an outfit he wanted to mess up.
I walked him over to the mud with Jason blurting out; “No, no, no, please, no mud on my suit, please!”. I ordered him to walk into the mud but he begged me; “Come on, lets end this, give me back my keys and wallet” I said; “Nope, we are going to have more fun”. After Jason did more begging, I walked him into the mud. His shiny white toes now submerged in the mud, the cuffs of his white suit pants, now resting on the mud. I ordered him to continue or, I was leaving with his wallet and keys. Jason reluctantly walked further into the mud and stood there wondering the next step. I ordered him down on his knees. Jason, cringing; “Please, don’t do this to me” as I walked to my car with his wallet and keys. Jason yelled; “Ok, ok” and down he went into the mud in his white suit pants. I ordered him to walk around on his knees to ground the mud into his pants and then, ordered him to stand up and see the damage that was done. I told him to go back on his knees, my cock throbbing and pushing hard against me jeans, nearly cumming in my pants. Me to Jason; “Now Jason, lay down” to which he yelled; “Fuck you, this was a nice and expensive suit” as he laid down in the mud. I moved to the end of the mud with my cock out of my jeans throbbing hard with pre cum as I told Jason to crawl to me in the mud. Once in front of me, I told him to get on his knees and then I began fucking his face. His head bobbing and soon, I exploded with cum into his mouth unlike ever before.
I walked Jason over to my truck where I pulled out a folding chair. I had Jason sit and told him he was getting a haircut. I cut it short, his hair fell around his muddy suit until it was short enough for a razor and shaving cream. I shaved Jason totally bald including eye brows. My cock throbbing in my jeans. Once completed, I had him undress. His once white suit sat in a pile. I walked Jason to the cab of my truck, had him lay over the seat while I fucked him good up his ass. I pounded and pounded his ass until I filled him with my warm cum. The best fuck ever!. With that, I tossed his keys and wallet on top of his crumpled messy white suit and said; “Next time, we will meet at a tattoo parlor”
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