Straight, drugged, bound and taken

by sprintuhr

25 Apr 2020 16165 readers Score 8.6 (67 votes) PDF Mobi ePub Txt


I saw this extremely handsome guy at school, called Rob. Rob was older than me, 26, 27, I guess. It was the first time I saw a man who was a god to me. He had this perfect body. He was tough and muscled. He always wore these tight buttonfly jeans. The kind who are also tight across his ass. You don't see them anymore today. Rob had a hugh bubble but. It was gorgeous. Behind his buttonfly jeans, a monster must hide. Rob always wore his jeans like that. A tank top op top. Just perfect. Everytime he walked by, I just had to watch. It was the first time in my life I wondered... was I gay ?

Rob and his friend overpowered me one day. They tied me up, had me gagged, handcuffed and stripped naked. They fucked me for hours. Forced me to suck their cocks and swallow their cum. I was afraid, scarred stiff... and left that school nog long after my first adventure. The years which followed, I never touched a man again. But stil, somehow this bondage adventure fascinated me. In secret, I kept watching gay porn, tough muscle studs getting tied up, gagged, fucked... being completely helpless and taken. It made me horny. I got married, had some kids and tried to ignore my gay fantasies. Until my wife caught me, naked in front of a webcam, jacking off. I did that sometimes. Jacking off in front of a camera, sometimes with face and sound, looking into the eyes of this hot stud I met online.

We got divorced and she took the kids with her. When I was alone, I kept thinking of Rob and the way he made me feel. I thought to myself, what the fuck.. so I bought this very tight pink Joe Snyder thong, a metal cockring, a pair of tight buttonfly jeans and a tight white tank top. I put the on right away and it made me feel horny as hell. I was rock hard in an instant. I looked at the internet for a gay bar. I had never done this before, but there was no moment better than this one to try it out. I walked over there with my heart pounding down my throat.

At the bar I saw this hot guy who made my heart even pound faster. Tough, muscled, tight clothing, big cock and a huge ass. Love at first sight. Still, I was too shy to talk to him. I saw him looking at me. I came up to me and put his arm around me. "Hey stud", he said. "I never saw you here before". "What are you looking for, dude ?". This was the moment, now or never. I decided to be honest. "Look", I said. "I am straight, but have been dreaming about guys for years now. I just thought, lets try it out and see how far I can go". The stud took off his sunglasses, stepped back, and looked at me, from top to bottom. "Straight, huh ?!", he said, surprised. "Dressed like this ?! Well... if you want an adventure, you have come to the right place". He started grinning, this weird, mean evil grin on his face. He wanted to kiss me, but suddenly, I got scared. "Wait", I said. "This is a mistake. I want out". Silence. Disappointment. I don't know what I saw. "Of course", he said. "Let me offer you a last beer to make it up to you. Then you can go". Stupid as I was, I complied. Then... everything went dark.

When I woke up, I was not in the gay bar anymore. Also, I could not move anymore. I tried to kick, to move my hands, to talk.. but I could not do anything. I tried to look around me, but I could not. My hands and feet were both cuffed with metal cuffs. A ball gag was placed, so I could only say "MMMMMFFPPHGH!!!". I could not move an inch. When I opened my eyes, I saw this stud in front of me, with this wide grin on his face. "Hey stud.... finally awake ? What did you think ? That you could get me super horny with that hot body of yours ? Play with me and then back off ? You know... the best fuck is a fuck with a straight dude. At least... somebody who thinks he is straight. When I am done with you, you will know that you are NOT straight by a long shot. You will want to get intensely fucked by me and my friends. And... you will do so willingly, because I am filming each second here in this room. Next time you will come to me when I call you. You will strip, get naked and do as I say.

My cock got rock hard within an instant. Secretly, this is what I wanted all those years, since the moment that Rob tied me up. I had gay sex only once and had been dreaming of having gay sex again, but never had the guts to do so. "This is nice...", the guy said. He showed a knife, and cut off my tank top. "This is much better..." he said. "Nice....". Muscled, smooth, nipple piercing, tattoo... you are a hot stud. Only gay guys where jeans like that, dude. And that ass of yours is so hot, I just have to see it. Naked. He started to loosen my belt. I tried to scream and to get loose, but I could not. Instead, the guy started too laugh. "Hahaha", you pretend that you don't want to ? That makes me feel even hornier. Scream as loud as you want, nobody will hear you !". He tore off my belt and started unbuttoning my jeans. Button by button... I did not want to be filmed in my pink Joe Snyder thong wearing a cockring ! My cock was rock hard...!

But it was no use. Within seconds my jeans were off and I still could not move an inch. I could only scream. There I was, wearning nothing but a pink Joe Snyder thong which I intentially bought, once size to small because it made me feel better. The cockring underneath made my bulge grow bigger yet. "WOWWWWW!!!!", the guy screamed. "And you say that you are straight ?!!!! Helll noo!!!". With his scissors he cut off my thong and there I was, in full glory. But naked, caught on camera.

He whipped my ass, hard...! He touched my body, all over. Got naked himself. He was wearing a red thong, same size as I did. His cock even bigger. Muscled, hairy and horny. He could not get naked fast enough. "Well now", he said. "I am going to untie you, and you are going to do exactly as I say. If you don't, I am throwing you out on the street but naked, and this video I am shooting will end up on the internet. You understand ?". I nodded, completely in shock. He untied me and told me to sit down on the couch. Naked.

"Now, first... you are going to suck my cock. Deep throat. Completely". OH GOD !! I thought. Am I really ?! I opened my mouth and the guy took my head in his hands. He was impatient and pushed my head on his cock. I could not back off and almost chocked. Still it was hot. Hot as hell. He started to grunt and thrust harder and harder. Suddenly he stopped. He instructed me to lie down, with my ass high up into the air. "Ohoh", I tought... no.... Suddenly I felt his cock pushing on my tight hole. His broad hands on my ass and in one thrust he entered. "AAAAAAAARGHHHH!!!!", he shouted. "Hahaha, he laughed.. please scream, please do... it will make me even hornier !". He fucked me hard and wild, bareback. Screaming and slapping my ass.

Then at that moment, I decided to let go of all my fears. I wanted this. I knew I wanted this. I knew it the moment I entered the bar. This guy is gorgeous. He is beautiful and I love the mean bully he is. Maybe I wanted it. Maybe I prepared myself for him. With the thong, the tight clothing, the teasing... So I decided to moan. I gave up and let him fuck me. When he stopped, I turned around and put my tongue in his mouth. I kissed him deeply. Then, he roughly turned me around and continued fucking me. He came screaming, while slapping my ass. I felt his cum drip down my hole. He pushed his dripping cock in front of my face and ordered me to clean it. I did. And I liked it. This was so hot... was I gay after all ?