Submitting to Mr. Y

On the way to Mass, Jacen receives contact from Mr. Y

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“Things are only impossible until they’re not.” - Jean Luc Picard - Star Trek: The Next Generation

Sunday:

Jacen woke up and could still hear Rob sleeping.  He opened his eyes and sat up.  He felt the weight of his phone shift and he grabbed it.  Looking at the time he saw that it was 7:30 and he had a half hour to get ready for Mass.  He then went to his emails hoping beyond hope that he was imagining that email yesterday, but then he saw the evidence that it wasn’t.  There in his inbox was the email from last night.  His stomach dropped and his heart quickened.   He quickly closed it and tossed it to the side.  Today was a new day, he thought.  Maybe this was a prank and would just blow over.  However deep down he knew it wasn’t.  

Jacen decided that he would go to the 8 o’clock Mass so he rushed up, grabbed his shower kit and headed to the shower.  He walked into the hall and could hear the rustle as some of his dorm mates were getting ready to head to Mass.  When he entered the bathroom he could hear the showers running.  He first went to the sink to quickly brush his teeth and shave.  After he finished he entered the changing area and saw there were a bunch of kits already on the benches.  He took off his t-shirt and sweats and stood there naked as he grabbed the soap and opened the curtain to see 4 guys showering.  

One guy turned and said, “Hey Jace, going to the 8?”  

“Hi Mike, yeah, woke up early and couldn’t get back to sleep.” Jacen responded.  “Do you know who is saying the Mass?”

“I think it is Bremwell, so it should be quick.”  Mike laughed.  And turned back facing the shower.  

Jacen silently and carefully chose a showerhead towards the back corner, not even aware he was looking at the guys he was passing.  He turned on the water and felt the familiar blast of cold water which helped wake him up a bit and stopped his cock from becoming too hard. 

Jacen could hear a few more guys enter the changing area so knew he had to be quick.  When he finished he had to squeeze by a few more guys than when he came in and quickly changed.  He ran into Rob who was wearing just boxers to the shower.  “Hey Jace, I am going to pick up Steph, we are going to the 10:30 this morning and then heading to lunch. I will probably see you tonight.”  

Jacen nodded, “Sounds good, have fun!”  and headed back to his room.  Jacen opened his wardrobe and took out a blue oxford shirt and some khakis.  He chose a tie and put it on and grabbed his keys and phone.  He walked out the room making sure to lock it.  As he walked down the hall he could hear the scattering of some alarm clocks going off through the different dorm rooms.

Once he reached outside he could feel the warmth of the fall sun hit him.  It was bright outside and he headed towards the chapel.  He then felt a buzzing from his phone.  He reached for it and saw he had a text message from an unknown number.  He opened the phone and read it.

UNKNOWN NUMBER:  Hi Jacen.  Are you ready to start?

Jacen looked at the text and did not recognize the number.  He was going to ignore it but his curiosity got the better of him.  

JACEN: Who is this?

UNKNOWN NUMBER: Oh you're smarter than that Jacen.  You want this and every time you see me text you will feel a surge of horniness.  So save this number as Mr. Y.  I ask again, are you ready?

Jacen stopped walking as he reread the response and could feel the blood drain from his face.  He stared at his phone as he without any thought added the number as a new contact, named Mr. Y.  Jacen gulped, and nervously replied:

JACEN: I don’t know, heading to Mass.  

MR. Y:  Perfect.  Let's test if everything is set!  Sit in the last row, and during Mass at the first reading, I want you to get hard.  You will not touch or adjust yourself.  Just let it be.  If you start thinking about me or serving me you will stay hard.  If you can take a picture of any tenting that might take place and send it to me during the homily.  You will stay hard till the end of Mass.  I will message you afterwards.  

Jacen looked in horror as he saw the text.  No way was he going to do that.  How could he get hard at Mass, there is nothing as far away from hot as Mass.  Total opposites and not possible.  He kept telling himself this as he entered the chapel.  He was not even paying attention as he looked for a spot and found one in the back row.  The nice thing about the 8:00 AM Mass is that it is a bit quieter and less people go.  Jacen realized that this was probably the last place he wanted to be. 

He could hear the music from the guitar start up and saw everyone stand up.  Jacen stood as he saw the procession as he was relieved to see Fr. Bremwell walked down the main aisle.  This was going to be a quick Mass.   He quickly followed along with the opening prayers finding solace in the ritual he sat and listened.  

The lector stood and walked to the lectern and read, “A reading from the book of Genesis.”  Jacen had his head down trying to will himself to not get hard.  There is no way he was going to get hard.  Mr. Y cannot have that kind of control.  He was succeeding and he heard the lector read, “So the LORD God cast a deep sleep on the man, and while he was asleep…,”  the mention of sleep made him think of the video and he suddenly felt himself get hard.  

“How is this happening,” he kept thinking to himself.  Jacen tried to sink into his pew, dying of embarrassment.  The problem though was that as he slouched down in the pew it made the hardon a bit more obvious as it was now standing directly up and tenting his loose khakis and boxers.  So he tried to sit up straight and it just made it jut out at a 45 degrees angle like he was proud to show it off.  

He looked around and saw that no one was really paying attention to him.  Sighing in relief he could no longer pay attention to what was going on around him.  The only thoughts that were going through his head were about this Mr. Y, “Who is he, how is he doing this.  Why am I so hard?”  No matter how hard he tried to not think about this situation his mind kept going back to it and his cock stayed hard.

He was snapped out of his spiraling thoughts when he heard the people in the church start standing and singing the Gospel acclamation.  Jacen kept his head down as he stood, all he could see was that he was hard as can be, is cock pointed straight out only covered by his boxers and pants.  This is exactly what Mr. Y wanted and he got it.

After the Gospel was proclaimed Jacen sat down and began listening to the Homily.  Fr. Bremwall was preaching about focus in prayer and the importance of getting rid of distractions.  He asked, “Who here has their cell phone with them right now, and almost at all times of the day?”  Jacen instinctively reached for his cell phone and brought it out.  

Thinking about Mr. Y, he looked at the lock screen and unlocked it.  He opened the camera and aimed it at his lap making sure that his hard on was visible in the center in the picture.  It has been about 8 minutes and his cock stayed hard.  He clicked the camera button and a loud camera sound came from his phone.   He quickly put the phone back in his pocket and looked down.  He could feel the people around him looking and two guys at the other end of the pew were snickering.  Even Fr. Bremwell stopped his homily and said with a laugh, “My point exactly!  Though perhaps less pictures during Mass.”

The rest of Mass, Jacen’s mind just went in swirls as he kept thinking about Mr. Y and what he had got himself into.  When communion time came you would think that he would have been soft by then, but somehow Mr. Y had made it so that his penis would not listen to reason, just standing out in attention.  He had to decide whether to receive it or not.  If he didn’t he would have those two guys walking by him, so he decided to go up.  He stood and kept his head down.  When he approached the extraordinary minister of holy communion, he heard, “the body of Christ” and when he looked up he saw the guy just smirking a bit when he said “Amen.”  He quickly made it back to his pew and knelt down hoping that he would wake up and end this nightmare.  

When communion was finished Fr. Bremwall gave the closing prayer and blessing and Jacen bolted from the chapel.  He was relieved to see that his problem has softened a bit and is less noticeable.  He went to the cafe on campus and stood in line trying to keep his head down until he reached the register.  “Large Hot Black please…  name is Jacen”  The guy at the register nodded and said just a second and went to pour the coffee.  After less than a minute he came back and said, “that will be $2.75.”  Jacen handed him some cash and went back to his room.  

When he got back to his room, laid down on his bed.  He started thinking about Mass and Mr. Y and could feel his cock start to get hard.  Why was this making him horny?  Why would his body betray him like this?

He took his phone from his pocket and opened the text messages.  He was going to get to the bottom of this and put a stop to it.  

JACEN: What the fuck is this, who are you, and leave me alone!

“Ha, that will stop him,” Jacen thought to himself, but not believing a word of it.  As he waited for a response he took a sip of his coffee.  He was putting the coffee down when he heard the ping of a message alert.

Mr. Y: It looks like a picture of your hard cock at St. Sebastian’s Chapel.  Very good.  Very sacrilegious, you should be ashamed of yourself Jacen.  I kid of course.  I am Mr. Y and that is all you need to know for now.  I am simply accepting your offer from the other night.  I am beginning to train you as, how did you put it?  My online slave?

Jacen looked at Mr. Y’s response and felt his cock pulse as he could feel his face get flush.  Looking at what he said though he was slightly confused until he looked further up and saw that he attached the picture he took in the Chapel.  Worst was that  you could clearly see that there was a wet spot from his leaking, something that he didn’t notice while at Mass.

JACEN: But why are you doing this to me?

Mr. Y: Because you asked me to, and you want it.  So let’s begin.  Tell me what kind of underwear you own?  I need to know my options.  

Jacen could not believe the gall of this guy.  Asking him what kind of underwear I own…  

Jacen:  I am not going to just answer your questions…  But i mostly own boxers, with a couple pairs of boxer briefs if you must know.  

Mr. Y:  I do need to know and you are a good boy for telling me.  Now what is your class schedule?

Jacen could feel his face turn red, good boy?

Jacen: I have classes on Tuesday and Thursday from 8-4:30.  No classes on Monday’s, Wednesdays, and Fridays. 

Mr. Y:  Good, that means we will have plenty of opportunities to have fun.  Now one last question and then you will receive some orders and rules.  How well do you get along with Rob, your roommate?  And have you ever done anything sexual with a guy before?

Jacen: No never, I am straight.  And we get along fine, why?

Mr. Y:  That is okay, we will fix that soon.  No reason, just need to know.  Okay here are some rules for you to follow:  1.  No cumming without permission.  2. When in your dorm room you are to wear just your underwear and for now a t-shirt if you want.  Even when your roommate is in the room or when you have guests.  When you come back from class you strip and get comfortable.  My guess is that you are always clothed - we need to break you of this habit.  This starts now.  So strip to your boxers and I will wait.

Jacen was not going to do this. He figured he would wait a bit before he responded.  He took a sip of his coffee and forgot how hot it was and he ended up spilling some on his pants.  Damn it.   He thought about it and just stripped down to his underwear and took off his shirt and threw both articles of clothing into his hamper.  He looked for some jeans and just decided to leave them and sat on his bed.  

Jacen:  Done.

Mr. Y: Good boy.  Why don’t you take a picture and show me.

Before he could even think about it, Jacen took a selfie of him sitting on his bed and sent it.

Mr. Y: Good Boy.  I see that your boxers are straining to stay closed, you can almost make out your little dick.  ;)  Don’t worry I will keep this picture saved, I mean safe.   Rule 3.  If a guy asks you to do something, always say yes.  I don’t care if you like them or not or what they ask, just answer yes with your eyes lowered a bit.  Do your best regardless of what is asked.  Your first order for today though is to go pick up some briefs.  Get some white briefs and some colored ones.  We will work on expanding your collections but for now just worry about getting some briefs.  You will know the ones, the ones with overly hot guys on the packaging.  No Amazon, go to the store today and pick some up.  I am sure Rob or Kevin can give you a ride to the store.  Gotta go for now I will text you later!

Jacen was taken aback.  He leaned against the wall not sure what he looked down at himself wearing only boxers and he could see that he was hard.  He is straight.  He is Catholic, he is not gay….   Yet here he is in his underwear after sending a picture of him in his underwear to this Mr. Y.  As he closed his eyes he can almost hear that same rhythm that was in the video. 

He heard his phone go off.  He looked down and it was a message from Kevin.  

Kevin: Hey want to go get some lunch?”  

Jacon: Sure, hey do you mind if we go to the mall afterwards?  I need to pick up some stuff.


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