The new gym twink

I awoke feeling cold. Super cold. It was freezing the room I was in. But I didn’t know where I was.

“… hello?” I called out.

I tried to move my hands but there was resistance, they were tied together above my head. I couldn’t pull them down either to my body.

“Anyone? Please I’m freezing!” I called out again.

Again nothing.

I tried to sit up, I was laying down, on what felt like a mattress.

It was silent. I could hear cars in the distance, but they sounded far away.

I couldn’t move! I couldn’t rise as much as I tried, I was restrained. My ankles were spread far apart as I desperately tried to bring them together.

“Oh shit…” I said, I realised I was naked “please… anyone? I’m scared please I don’t like this!”

I felt a presence in the room I was in and froze, I tried to arch my head up as far as I could but it hurt my neck. But nothing, perhaps I was hearing things? I was freaking out. I thrashed around trying to get free to no avail.

“I know how to tie a secure knot babe” came an ominous voice in the darkness.

I paused… I saw the faint glow of a cigarette in one corner of the room move from someone’s waist to their mouth as they took a drag. A long deep one.

“Please help me, please untie me! I’m cold and I’m scared, please mister!” I pleaded, it was so cold I could feel my nipples almost cracking with the cold.

“No, you can stay tied up” came the voice again, taking another drag. “You’re staying tied up until I’m done with you at least”

“Wha… what do you mean?” I whimpered, the smell of the cigarette was strong as it filled the air with heavy smoke.

“I noticed you at our gym a few times, I’ve been fantasising about getting out of there…” the man took another drag, his voice sounded rough and gravely.

“Uhh… wh-wh-why?” I whined, I could feel my body trembling being alone with a random man who’d been watching me somewhere I felt safe.

“That body of yours has been begging to be assaulted by a man, you’ve been going in there looking all sweet and innocent but I know you’re a dirty cock hungry whore” came the gravelly voice again.

He flicked a light switch and an iridescent light flickered on above me.

I took in the room as best I could having my pupils dilate quickly in pain. It looked like I was in a garage with tools, an old motorbike, and various other equipment. I was restrained to an old rusty bed frame with my ankles tied far apart and my arms and hands tied tightly to the bed frame above me.

In the corner of the garage a man stood, watching me. Squeezing his crotch with one hand and taking a drag with the other. He was dressed in black wearing black adidas tracksuit bottoms, a black bomber jacket, and a balaclava covering his face. Only his eyes and mouth were visible.

“No please!! Please!! Let me go! PLEASE!!” I yelled out.

“WAHHHHH WAHHHH WAHHH!!!” he yelled out too, smacking his thighs for effect laughing maniacally at me.

“No one can hear you here, be as loud as you want! If you’re this vocal imagine how loud you’re gonna be with my cock up your arse sweetheart?!” He said, coming toward me and crawling between my legs.

I gulped nervously. I’m 5 foot 4 and he must have been over a foot taller? In spite of being fully clothed I could tell he was also built stupidly, the muscles he had showing through his clothes.

“I’m going to fuck you this evening within an inch of your life. Be as loud as you want because no one cares about a little bum boy faggot. I might sell you the highest fucking bidder or just whore you out and make fortune” he said to me. He had grabbed my head and was speaking into my ear.

“No… please! I’m a virgin please!” I cried out.

The man quickly grabbed my crotch making me gasp out. He then forcibly kissed me pushing his dirty smoker tongue right into my mouth.

“Mmmm… mmmm… mmmm!!!” I cried out.

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“I’m going to fuck that beautiful little mouth of yours and I’m going to savagely fuck that beautiful little arse of yours. You’re gonna learn what man on lad sex is tonight!” I exclaimed. He thrashed and wriggled under me desperately trying to get free as I molested him.

He’d been training at the gym this evening and it was easy to get him out of there. I’d propped open the fire escape to the mens changing rooms and waited until it was late evening. No one had realised the boy hadn’t left as I used chloroform on him. Good job he had a lithe swimmers build. I didn’t even break a sweat carrying him out of there and putting him in the back of my work van with his belongings not leaving a trace of him there.

“You’re not leaving tonight until I empty my balls inside you a good few times” I whispered into his ear.

I felt a tiny little whimper of horror against me as I licked his cheek tasting the tears on his face.

“Please don’t do this…. People will come looking for me! Please don’t rape me, please!!” He cried out as he sobbed with terror.

I leant back and let him cry out realising his predicament. He was alone, no idea where he was, about to be raped by a random man.

After a good 15 minutes of crying and sobbing with pleading he eventually quietened down coming to terms with the situation.

“It’s going to happen to you” I said, rubbing his thigh tracing up and putting my hand between his thighs finding his tight little hole. He thrashed out trying to get free again.

“Please…” he said in a quiet voice, stopping for breath, “please I’m a virgin, I don’t want to do this. I’m scared”

“I doubt you are but if by some chance you are I suggest you calm down and let this happen. I can hurt you easily to get what I want or you can submit and make it easy. Get it over with quickly. What will it be?” I asked.

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“I… uh…” I said wanting to cry again, my head was spinning still from being unconscious. It felt like a hangover.

“Suck my cock nicely a couple of times and I’ll be gentle with you. Only if my jizz is all swallowed. Any funny business and I’ll fuck you dry” he said.

I gulped nervously as the masked man straddled my chest dripping down the front of his tracksuit bottoms.

“Fuck…” I whispered, seeing the size of it.

“8 inches all for you to take” he said with a laugh slowly jacking his cock. A fat splodge of precum seeped out the end. He brought the head of his cock to my lips and glossed them with his sticky salty pre.

I wanted to cry and bite him, but instinct told me that would end badly and I could end up much worse.

He grabbed my head and pulled it upward and stuffed some pillows beneath my head.

“Open and stick your tongue out” he demanded.

With a slight whimper I complied and partly opened my mouth.

The masked man leant forward and began to push his cock into my mouth. He smelled strong, the scent of his crotch was overpowering. A mix of musk, smoke, and the smell of cum. The underwear he was wearing were stained with cum stains.

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He only partly opened his mouth and I had to force his mouth open wider to accommodate my cock. For added incentive Is reached into my tracky pocket and pulled out my switch blade and flicked the knife out. I grabbed his hair a little more roughly this time and his eyes opened wide in horror seeing the knife.

“Open wide and suck my cock, don’t make me have to hurt you” I told him.

He whimpered with fear and let me slide my cock into his hot wet little mouth.

I threw my head back and groaned as his he took my cock all the way back into his mouth. His lips quivered as he tried to swallow as much as he could, he choked and hiccuped a little as he struggled to get the last few inches into his mouth.

“Get deeper… you’re gonna make shoot soon” I said with another groan.

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“I… mmmm… tyyyin…” I tried to say ‘I’m trying’ but this man’s penis was in the back of my throat.

“You can do it…. Actually -“ he cut himself off.

He grabbed my hair and dropped the knife in his hand to the side of me. With his other hand he grabbed the back of my head and forcibly began bucking his crotch into my face.

I could feel myself fading out as he cut off my oxygen. Everything went dark as I heard an ungodly roar and some salty thick paste landing in the back of my throat.

I felt a smack across my face as I came back too, choking and coughing trying to drink the fluid. His cock head was still in my

mouth as he pumped it a few more times getting the last few…

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…few delicious dribbles from my engorged cock into his sweet little mouth. He’d lost consciousness as I brutally face fucked him and my jizz and his saliva were mingling on his chin and face. His eyes rolled back into his head a little as oxygen went back to his brain. Regaining his sentience.

I pulled my cock out of his mouth with a massive string of phlegm and saliva following it. I was still hard as a bone at this point and ready to go for the next round.

“Good work, I’d make a fortune on a little

whore like you. I know a few people in South Africa looking for a boy slut to keep on their yachts or even some Russian Oligarchs. Wouldn’t it be nice to be sold to a Russian man to be his cum toy? You’d never be found again” I said, slapping his face with my cock.

“Please… no!” He cried

“Then show me how good you are and you’ll be my personal sex toy” I assured him.

I pushed my clock back into his mouth and he began to suck me like a good boy. Tugging my cock left and right, almost going all the way down. It was a long, soft, sensual blowjob. He obviously knew what he was doing and squeezed his lips together as my cock withdrew and plunged back into him each time.

“Fuck… you’re gonna be chained to my bed you little slut. You’re replacing my other boy” I said, assuring him.

He choked at my words, he was terrified…

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… terrified at the thought of never being seen again by my friends and family, I was helpless and scared.

He was being more gentle this time. Not gripping my head and letting me do this at my own pace.

“Oh fuck!” He yelled out again, he jacked his cock again and shot in my mouth directly this time all over my tongue.

“Filthy faggot… good for nothing cock sucker…” he said withdrawing his cock again.

He quickly shoved his cock back in his tracksuit and got off me. He walked to the shelving unit and got a cig and lit it.

I was trembling and exhausted from the oral onslaught he gave me, his body on me thankfully warmed me up. But the air was chilly and my breath was quickly condensing on the air.

“Why me?” I asked in a small voice, I didn’t know if he’d heard me. He was playing on his phone messaging people, he quickly took some photos of me too all naked and tied up.

“Speak up faggot” he demanded.

“Why me?!” I yelled out.

“You’ll fetch a high price in certain markets, blonde haired blue eyed lad. A lot of Arabian men find that unbelievably sexy. I’ll sell you to an Arabian prince of business man and you’ll become someone’s sex pet. Whether you want it or not it’s moot” he replied.

“Oh…” I said, I sobbed uncontrollably…

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…sobbed uncontrollably at my words about his potential future. But he was incredibly good at sucking dick and could have a good future as my sex toy.

I went over to the boy now again now, ready for the main course.

I pulled some duck tape out from under the bed and some lube, cutting the duct tape with my knife and placing it on his mouth.

“No foreplay faggot, you’re gonna get fucked hard and fast” I said with a menacing voice. He shook his head wildly.

I grabbed some more pillows as I settled between his thighs propping him up. I lowered my trackies part way down my thighs and applied some lube to my fat angry cock.

“Scream all you want bitch” I spat on his face, it went in his eyes and in his soft hair. He looked pathetic, eyes wide and sad.

I lined up with his ring and pushed hard. My cock plunged several…

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…several inches into me quickly and I screamed out as he assaulted me. I tried my hardest to break out of my ropes as his hands slid down to my hips holding me tightly.

The pain was intense as he immediately slammed into me burying 8 inches into me ferociously. I wanted to die.

“Mmmph… mmmph!” I cried out.

He almost pulled out all the way until his bellend was right in my ring and then he forced…

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…forced all 8 inches right back up inside him. He screamed out again and I settled between his thighs picking up the pace.

I could feel his body lurching under me trying desperately to break free from the ropes keeping him securely in place. My hands forcing him to stay in position. His tight little hole feeling fabulous wrapped around my thick cock.

I moved my hands to his neck applying firm pressure, not enough to choke him but enough to choke him or block his airways. The most beautiful blue eyes looking at me between tears as I forcibly broke him inside.

I felt myself getting close and I slowed down a little getting as much pleasure from the experience as possible as he began moan with his eyes rolling back in his head.

“Fucking little bitch, enjoying this now are we?” I angrily said, giving him a light slap across the face.

He moved his head to the side…

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Head to the side with the force of his slap. His dick was big, one of the biggest I’d ever seen in person. I’d not seen many, only from glances in the showers in the gym. But his took first position in size.

His pulses in and out hurt less as he was driving into me now and the ache was sending waves into my body, my balls were twitching when suddenly…

“MMMPH!! MMMMMPH!!!!!” I screamed into the duct tape, my cock had betrayed me as I shot cum all over my bare belly as he forced his cock into me one last time. I felt a warmth and wetness deep within me.

The masked man roared as he filled me up with his juices.

I could see the look in his eyes as relief as he filled me up, panting and exhausted he fell on top of me putting all his body weight on top nearly crushing me…

He gently bit and kissed…

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…bit and kissed his neck never wanting to let him go. Josh was amazing. It was getting to the point where I was actually going to threaten to keep him chained in my garage but I’m not a monster. I did think we’d need to do this again!

“This is going to hurt babe” I said, gently pulling my dick out of his abused hole.

I gently picked at the duct tape, “take a deep breath I’m going to do this quickly” I said.

He took in a large gulp of air through his nose and ripped the duct tape off of his mouth. He yelled out in pain.

I quickly stuffed my cock back in my tracked and started to untie him.

“Im freezing!” He said massaging the rope burns on his wrists, “no idea how I’m going to explain this!”

“Wear long tops” I laughed, “you okay?”

I was concerned for my boy, this was rough for a fantasy and he seemed to enjoy it. I’d planned a good amount of after care for him now this was over.

He stood up and I quickly ushered him back into the hallway from the garage into the warmth. I’d taken my balaclava off at this point and I handed him my dressing gown, again comically oversized.

“Can we get some food now” he whined, he came up to me and cuddled me. I leant down and gave him a kiss on the forehead.

“Sure baby, go in the living room and put something on” I said.

He vanished and I went to the kitchen and began preparing some food, we’d finally got his diet in order and I grilled chicken, vegetables, and rice. We’d been going to the gym now for a week and whilst not much had changed on Josh the eating had began to give him more energy at the gym.

“Good job your parents are away this evening, getting a bit late now do you want me to drop you back?” I asked, walking back into the living room with food.

He looked a bit down at this question.

“What’s wrong?” I asked plopping down next to him.

“Maybe I can stay here?” He asked sweetly. He put his hand on my thigh and held the plate of food in the other.

“Yeah, why not. Means I get easier access to you” I said, kissing him. I pushed my tongue into his mouth and slipped my hand between the dressing gown and gently played with his dilated pussy.

End of chapter 3.