"Dude. Let go a little." Sarah said. "You need to have a fun time and live a little."
"I live fine." Ben said walking up the bar steps, arm linked with his friend's. "It's not like anyone is gonna go for me anyway."
"I'll find someone you'll like." She said determined. "I know what you like."
"Bullshit." He said, sitting down in a booth. Sarah went up to the bar and got them some cocktails.
"Oops, sorry." She said after bumping into a broad man turning away from the bar."
"You're fine." He said, steadying her. "I'm pretty clumsy."
"It was all my fault. I haven't even started drinking yet." Sarah joked.
"Is that your boyfriend over there?"
"No, just my friend. I'm kind of his wing-woman tonight."
"He's handsome enough to get along without a beautiful lady."
Sarah blushed a little yet unable to tell which of them he was eyeing up, maybe both. "I help out. He can't see very well."
Ben had been mostly blind for almost 10 years and hadn't had a steady relationship in half as much time. After the accident, he found it difficult to adjust like anyone would but couldn't bring himself to trust new people quite the same without being able to look in their eyes. The two friends sat and chatted for a little while as Sarah scoped out the place. As Ben finished his drink, another one came his way.
"From the guy in the red tank." The waiter said, leaving something fruity smelling.
"He's nearly staring at you, Ben." Sarah said.
"Is he cute?"
"In a rugged, meaty way. Sure."
"Would you-" He began to say.
"I see a friend across the bar, catch ya in a bit." And Sarah ran off.
The man she bumped into earlier came over and asked to sit.
"Please." Ben said. "Having a fun night?"
"It's been ok." He said in a deep bass voice. "I was about to go when your friend bumped into me."
"She's trying to set me up." He said. "I'm Ben by the way."
"I'm Connor." He said, gently taking up Ben's hand in his. "I don't mind helping her."
"You're smooth." Ben said taking a sip of his drink. "Tell me a little about yourself before you charm my underwear off."
Connor gave a little chuckle. "I'm fairly new to the area and a project manager at a masonry company. I like my men cute and funny. You?"
"I've lived here my whole life. Blind 10 years, gay for 26 years." Ben said. "I like my men strong and cuddly."
"If you're counting from birth, I've got a decade on you." He said, tracing Ben's palm with his calloused finger.
"I'm not opposed to an older man." Ben said. "You definitely work hard with hands like that."
"Yeah, sorry." Connor said, withdrawing. "It's all the stone plus the gym time."
"No, no, no, Let me feel your hands." He leant forward and grasped one. "Touch is so important with me."
"Only if I get to touch back." Connor said, leaning in a bit. "Wanna go and hangout at my place? It's only about 6 blocks away."
"I'd like to but my friend drove me and I wouldn't want her to worry too much."
"I understand. What about your place? Or I could just give you my number and we hang out sometime."
"I'd like that." Ben said. "Here, you put it in, you'll be a little faster."
The rest of the night went smoothly excepting for Sarah not finding her own conquest. After a while, Ben was dropped of at home and began to think about the man he met. Was it really the smart thing to do, hooking up? Probably not but there was only so much his right hand could do. Ben hadn't been with someone in nearly five years since his sad rebound sex after his last breakup.
"Fuck it." He said to himself. He got his phone out and waited for the voice to read out Connor in his contact list. He called.
"Hello?"
"Hey, this is Ben from earlier."
"I'm glad you called, Ben." Connor said, voice deep and quiet. "I didn't think you would."
"I realized how much I've missed some human interaction." Ben said, thinking of ways to not sound awkward.
"I'd love to help with that if you'd let me."
"Sarah said I was nuts not to take you home."
"She's a good friend." Connor said. "I like her thinking."
"I do too... Most of the time. When do you want to hang out? My week is pretty open."
"I'll be working till about 6 tomorrow. You good at 7?"
"I'll be ready. I'll text you the address in the morning." Ben said, butterflies growing in intensity.
"Goodnight then."
"Nighty nite."
The next day was a hot one. Ben spent some of the morning choosing what clothes to wear and eventually settled on the old standby of skinny jeans, a tank-top, and an open button down shirt. He did some cleaning and had a work call before taking lunch. The minutes seemed to grind slower and slower as the hour approached. Out of a tinge of nervousness he'd been feeling, he sent a message to Sarah.
"I've got a guy coming over. Here's his name and number if I get murdered."
She responded with good luck and he sat down just to quit pacing. A little after 7, there was a knock at the door.
"Who is it?" Ben called, moving his way over.
"Your Strong and cuddly man you ordered." Connor called back.
Ben opened the door and bayed him to come in.
"It's a nice place you've got." Connor said, shutting the door behind him.
"Thank you." Ben said, returning to the couch. "What did you want to do?"
"Maybe watch a movie or just talk?" He posed.
"Let's start with a drink. See if there's anything in the fridge you like and bring me one."
They cracked open a beer each and sat together. The conversation stayed pretty tame but Ben could feel Connor inch closer and closer till when at last, Connor's hand draped across his knee.
"So, what are you looking for in all this?" Ben asked, resting his hand on Connor's.
"Fun. Maybe more if you're into it. You?"
"Pretty much the same."
"I'll warn you now. " Connor started. "I love to play rough."
"I can handle that."
"I'm a strict top."
"I tried it once." Said Ben. "Not my thing."
"I prefer an open relation ship but not against monogamy."
"Again, I think I can handle that but I've never been in one."
"Are you perfect or what?" Connor said with a little laugh.
"Not to sound weird but, can I touch your face?" Ben asked. "I don't really know what you look like and I'm curious if your face matches that beautiful voice."
Connor guided Ben's smooth hands to his chest.
"Wow." Ben exclaimed. "You do spend some time in the gym."
"Thanks. Work helps too."
Ben moved further up to his neck and traps. "Damn, how tall are you?"
"Only 6'4 or there abouts."
Ben felt a slight stubble over a strong jawline. His hair was kept short and combed upwards. Connor grabbed his hands and directed them lower. Ben felt his midsection, hard with muscle with a soft layer of fat covering it. His hands began to slide down till they met his thighs. Connor was wearing shorts with a short inseam just to show off his tree trunks that supported him.
"Only if you're sure." Connor said, briefly stopping Ben's exploration as he neared the main attraction.
Ben felt the area and discovered a very large bulge of a still soft cock. He must have filled out the front of his shorts obscenely.
"Fuck." Ben said, feeling the blood begin to flow.
"I ain't even at a semi yet too." Connor said with a little cockiness.
Connor set his beer down and began to feel up Ben. He felt his little pecs and V - shaped taper.
"You're gonna be just perfect." He said, tweaking a nipple causing Ben to gasp.
Connor shifted and was soon standing. He grabbed Ben by the shoulders and lifted him to his feet. Their mouths met and Ben was invaded. Connor's tongue felt impossibly long and powerful as it overtook him. His hands wandered around to Ben's tightly hugged ass and grabbed at it like a ferocious animal. He pressed closer and closer all the while, their bulges began to push against each other.
"Are you cleaned out?" Connor said, grabbing Ben's belt in a death grip.
"Not yet."
"Go do it. This the bedroom?" Connor said as he entered another room. "Don't keep Daddy waiting."
Ben knew where everything was having thought about this possibility ahead of time. In a few minutes, he was ready and started to open the bathroom door.
"Come out nude or don't come at all." Connor ordered.
Ben kicked off his underwear and socks, then left the room and guided his way to the bedroom. He stopped at the door.
"Mmm." Connor growled. "You look good enough to eat. Come to the bed."
Ben felt his hand guided and he quickly found himself next to the bed. Connor leant down and kissed his prey. He lifted Ben under the arms till he was standing up straight and then tossed him backward onto the bed.
"How fucking strong are you?" Ben cried, amazed and a little frightened.
"Strong enough to break a little guy like you."
Connor dropped his shorts, tank and climbed over Ben, straddling him. Ben was surprised by the weight now upon his lower stomach area and was startled when he felt a heavy slap on his chest. He could feel the moisture from the precum and knew that Connor had just mushroom-stamped him. Connor took Ben's arms up and held them above the poor twink's head leaving him completely exposed and vulnerable.
"Are you gonna be a good boy for Daddy?" Connor said.
"Yes Sir." Ben seemed to automatically reply. This was all so sudden but he was loving every second of it.
"See, you're already getting the hang of it."
Connor moved up a little, his cock now gently resting on Ben's neck. From the weight, it must have been girthy.
"You're such a handsome little slut, you know it." Connor said beginning to lift his cock and brush Ben's lips with it. A trail of salty precum was oozed out, seeping into Ben's partially opened lips.
After a little readjusting, Connor leaned forward and Ben's mouth parted around a thick, warm, throbbing head. Just the tip seemed to fill his mouth entirely but it kept coming like a slow moving train.
"Ah fuck, boy." Connor said loudly. "That mouth is so fucking hot."
Ben tried to say something but it only forced the obstruction a little further back.
"Can't hear you, slut."
Ben's cock throbbed at the dirty talk. No one had ever treated him like this before and he was awakening something deep inside. He didn't know he needed it but now, he couldn't live without this cock.
"A little further and I'll let you breathe." Ben did as instructed and Connor pushed a little deeper before pulling all the way out.
Ben coughed and gaged on the slime the cock pulled up with it.
"You were almost there." Connor said, grabbing a fistful of the Boy's wavy brown hair. "Come over hear."
Ben was adjusted by the strong hands and arms till his head was hanging off the bed.
"If you take me all the way, I'll fuck your cute little ass." Connor said moving forward. "if you can't, I'll still fuck you but only with whatever spit you get on my cock."
Ben's pulse jumped a little and opened his maw. The head went in and the shaft started sliding down easier than the first time. It was tough going but with a little persuasion from the large hands on the back of his head, he eventually felt a bush touching his nose.
"Fuck yeah, bitch." Connor said tussling Ben's hair. "That's 9 inches of me in your throat and you fucking love it."
He wasn't wrong either. Ben gagged and sputtered as Connor pulled out but only to the halfway point and pushed it back in. Connor gripped around neck.
"That's fucking sick." He said. "I can feel your throat stretching around my cock. I'm gonna ruin that throat in a minute."
He was true to his word and started pumping in and out. Ben choked and was allowed a few seconds to breathe before going right back to work on the massive tool. Connor had the biggest shit-eating grin as he watched his prey squirm beneath his massive frame.
Ben felt Connor reach forward and start to fondle his ass. He was always up for a challenge but this was a herculean labor. He began to feel and object demand entrance at his hole. It wasn't a finger but something familiar.
"I took the liberty of rifling through your nightstand. You've got some nice toys and I see you don't cheap out on the lube." Connor said, pushing Ben's own dildo into his ass. "You're such a good boy."
It was gratifying to Ben to hear it in a way he really didn't understand but still loved. Finally, the 6 inch toy broke through the defenses and dove right to the hilt.
"I'm gonna open you up a little so I don't kill you." He said thrusting the toy back and forth at speed.
His middle finger replaced it and seemed as big as the toy before another was added to it. All the while, Ben's throat was stretched around the giant organ, throbbing with Connor's pulse.
"Okay. You've had enough." He said pulling swiftly out of Ben's sore throat. "You sure you want me to do this? Once I start, it's hard to make myself stop."
"Yes please."
"Yes what?" Connor said, pulling Ben's hair.
"Yes Daddy."
"Good Boy." Connor flipped Ben around effortlessly. If he really wanted to, he could have taken Ben's ass whether he liked it or not and broken him in half but he was maintaining some sense of mercy. "Ass up."
That was the last thing Ben would hear while his hole was still it's usual tight and pink. He felt a strong and wide battering ram line up with his entrance. Connor expertly manipulated Ben's body to receive and started to push. Connor's powerful abs and legs thrust forward while his meaty arms kept Ben from sliding away.
Ben gave a sharp gasp, unable to speak, as the head slid in followed by most of the shaft. He could feel hit guts getting rearranged as the invasion continued until the familiar bush met with his perky ass cheeks.
"Fuck yeah. Take it all!" Connor bellowed. "I'm gonna breed that little hole. You wanna be seeded you little bitch?"
Ben hadn't even thought of it. Bareback with a stranger was risky but he was already past the point of no return. Connor pulled all the way out and almost immediately rammed it back home bringing a moan out of his Boy's throat. The process was repeated over and over till he started jackhammering away. Connor pounded him like it was an Olympic sport and he was gonna take gold.
"Fuckin' hell... you little slut." Connor said through tightly gripped teeth. "You're gonna beg for this cock when I'm done with you."
Ben did his best to hold onto the bed covers. He was beginning to drip with sweat as was Connor. For a brief moment, Ben bit down on a pillow to help relieve the discomfort but it was to no avail. Connor grabbed the back of his head and lifted till he was nearly upright so he could get a better angle.
"This always breaks them." Connor whispered into Ben's ear. He started slow and gained speed with each thrust till he was nearly too fast to focus on. His movements were as much as a blur as Ben's ass was red.
Ben screamed out in a mix of pleasure and pain, his cock flopping around slinging precum all over his bed and himself. Connor slowed and took Ben's right leg in his left hand and flipped him in one swift motion. Ben dropped onto the bed, all the while impaled on the throbbing cock.
"Look at that cute little thing." Connor exclaimed, grabbing Ben's balls. His grip was tight and caused immediate pain.
"Uhhhh! Fuck!" Ben called out.
"What's the matter, slut? Someone using you the way they should?" Connor said in a mocking tone. "I'm gonna own you when we're done."
He grabbed Ben's ankle's and pushed till he was folded in half, giving perfect access. Connor pulled out a moment.
"Look at that pretty hole!" He said before slapping his cock down on it. "It's starting to gape into a proper pussy."
He tilted Ben up a bit and spit directly into it. "Bullseye." He said with a smirk before driving his shaft to the base. Ben just moaned and tried to forget about the pain his folded position was incurring.
Connor thrust in again and again, this time slower but with a greater slam till he finally stopped deep inside.
"I just got you pregnant." Connor said, reaching down and giving a playful slap to Ben's cock.
Ben knew it had happened. He could feel the throbbing deep inside and the wet feeling around Connor's shaft. It must have been a gallon of his cum pumped in nice and slow.
Connor pulled out and Ben started to get up.
"Oh no you don't, boy." He said. "We ain't done yet."
Ben had completely neglected his own cock and Connor saw this.
"I like to see a boy devoted to his Daddy but I'm a nice lover... Usually."
He leant down and took the entirety of Ben's cock and balls too into his mouth. Ben was suddenly over the moon with pleasure and writhed as Connor performed his magic. It didn't take long until he shot a healthy load into Connor's mouth.
"Come here." Connor said, lifting himself up and forward.
Their lips met and whereas Ben expected a kiss, Connor pushed the cum from his mouth into and eventually onto his Boy.
"Swallow." Connor ordered. "Yeah that's a good little bitch."
After a moment of recovery, Connor helped Ben to the bathroom to get cleaned up. Ben staggered and was swept up in the big strong arms being carried the rest of the way. Afterwards, the cuddled together on the sofa, still nude, Ben still hard.
"What did you think?" Connor asked, breaking a long silence.
"You were... unexpected." Ben said thinking.
"What did you expect?"
"I didn't think it'd be so intense." Ben answered truthfully.
"I can dial it back next time, that is if you want there to be a next time."
"I think I do want a next time." Ben said leaning into the pillowy muscle. "And I had a lot of fun. I love how vocal you are."
"I gave it a little extra for you." Connor said pulling him close. "You seem to fall into the sub category pretty well."
"I guess I do." He said thinking it over. "Did I do good?"
"What kind of a question is that? Of course you did good. You did great." Connor said reassuringly. "I wasn't to rough or mean was I?"
"Not at all. I liked it a lot more than I thought I would."
"You should let me take you home sometime. I'd really show you the Ropes."
"When are you free next?" Ben asked.
"For you? Anytime." Connor said with a lift in his voice. "I'd take you home right now and fuck your brains out if you'd let me."
"Let's do it." Ben said, making a split second decision.
"What? Really?"
"You sound surprised."
"I kinda am." Connor said. "I figured you'd want to think it over but if a Boy's already addicted..."
Connor chuckled a little then stood up.
"Get ready. I've got some toys at home you're gonna like."
"Like what?" Ben asked, standing up.
"I like leather. You wouldn't mind getting a little tied up either would you?"
"First time for everything." Ben said inching closer to the deep voice.
"I might be tempted to lock you up."
"How so?" Ben asked touching the wide expanse of chest before him.
"It's better to show you."
Over the next hour, they had put their clothes on, Ben had packed a bag and they got into Connor's truck. The ride was a quick one, anticipation building all the way in Ben's stomach. Once arrived, Ben was quickly thrown over Connor's shoulder and carried through the garage.
"I keep the fun stuff down here." Connor said, opening a door.
Ben felt a draft of cold air as they descended a flight of stairs into the basement. It was only now that the possible danger of the situation had been forced upon his mind. He had been taken to an unknown address by a relatively unknown man. He was in the basement of a house he didn't know relying on that stranger to move about. If he thought that was putting himself at another's mercy, he had another learning curb to tackle.
"It's only 10:30 now." Connor said. "Plenty of time to get started. Strip for me boy."
Ben did so and could hear Connor doing the same. He pushed his worries to the back of his mind, drunk on the thought of the cock that skewered him only a couple hours before.
"If you want to stop, say firetruck." Connor instructed. "If you can't speak, tap your left foot and hum or something got it?"
"Yes Sir." Ben said feeling much better now. The presence of a safe word made him more comfortable.
"Good. Now point your arms backwards."
Ben did so and felt some cuffs being wrapped around his wrists. The same sensation soon bounded from his ankles. A little noise and some movement behind him told his senses that Connor was rigging up something for him. Suddenly his arms were jerked up slightly. Ben tried to take a step but found his feet latched to rings on the floor. A block and tackle were above him and attached to his arms. As Connor pulled, Ben was forced to bend over but stay standing, his arms being pulled up from behind. The pain in his shoulders was just bearable and he kept feeling like he was going to fall over.
"This is just the start, Boy." Connor said smacking his ass. "You like it rough and I'm gonna dole it out that way."
Connor took up a paddle of some kind and started wailing on Ben's ass producing a loud crack. Ben screamed out in pain yet didn't dare touch the safe word.
"That's what we do to bad boys." Connor said, gripping Ben's dangling 5 inches. "We better take care of this thing."
Ben became frightened at that but held in to see what Connor was gonna do. It came as a sudden shock when ice was applied to his already shrinking cock.
"Ahh, fuck that's cold." Ben started.
"If you keep talking out of turn, I'll gag that pretty little mouth."
A towel was applied to dry the water and an oil of some kind was put on the shaft and balls.
"First the ring." Connor said pushing the balls through one at a time. Ben writhed. "And now the cage."
A clicking noise was heard and the jingle of keys for a moment.
"Your cock is mine now, boy." Connor said. "The only two keys are on a chain around my neck right now and you'd have a tough time getting them." He gripped the cage and pulled a little. "What do you think boy? Speak."
"I- I like it Sir."
"What do you say?"
"Thank you Sir." Ben said shifting uncomfortably. He was beginning to get stiff again and the cage was already snug around his soft cock.
"You're a quick learner. If you're good, I'll take it off and let you cum."
Connor moved around to the back and admired his earlier handywork. The gaping hole had closed now but he was still moist from all the cum he had dumped in him.
"One more thing, I usually blindfold people but I don't see the point here." Connor said gently stroking Ben's face. "I am gonna take away your other sense though."
Connor took two earplugs and inserted them into Ben. On top of those, he fitted a padded leather hood with only a hole for the mouth. The zipper in the back took a tiny pad-lock whose key was quickly added to the others around Connor's thick neck.
Ben was isolated from the world. He could hear his own heart beating better than Connor's movements around the room. Every touch was a surprise and left a tingling sensation from just the unexpected nature. He felt something push into his ass, not very big but made of metal. A moment later, his cage was handled and some cold gel was smeared on the tip where there was a little hole. He was suddenly hit with the sensation of cold metal being pushed into the hole and down his cock. Not very far but definitely there. Ben moaned like his life depended on it.
After a minute or two, a jolt of electricity zapped through Ben's cock all the way to his ass. He screamed pathetically but it only seemed to make them happed in greater frequency. The power of the shocks seemed random. One would be minor, the next like debilitating and so on. He stood there and took the pain until a burst of pleasure started radiating through his body. It made Ben completely forget about the pain in his shoulders or the foreign object rammed down his piss slit. He felt like he was getting close to cumming but it just kept on building. He should have exploded by now he thought but it just kept coming, wave after wave of intense pleasure.
Connor turned off the machine after 20 minutes and removed the insertables. His electro sound was replaced by a longer one, the whole length of Ben's flaccid cock, and secured to the tip of the cage so it too couldn't be removed without a key. Ben was released from his suspended torture and carried over to a leather bound bench with knee rests. Ben was positioned as wanted like a ragdoll and secured. Lube trickled down his ass crack and into his winking hole before a toy of gargantuan proportions was aligned. Ben took some deep breaths in preparation of what he knew came next.
Connor began to push the toy against the hole. He pushed steadily with his giant arms until Ben's muscles relented. The toy, a plug in the rough shape of a small football, was slowly pushed in. Ben began to yell and thrash a little but he stayed secure. After several torturous minutes, he felt the base fit snuggly against his ass crack. He nearly recovered when it started to vibrate with great intensity.
Ben moaned and even screamed through the little hole in the hood but it didn't dissuade Connor any. In fact, Connor couldn't have been happier with the progress. To celebrate his achieving his goal of breaking Ben, he went upstairs and drank a couple beers and came back 30 minutes later. Ben was leaking precum and drool, a good sign. Connor unlocked the hood and took out the ear plugs.
"You're doing good slut." He said taking up a fist full of hair. "How do you feel?"
Ben tried to answer but couldn't string his words together.
"Thought so. Let's pull that out now."
Ben's ass had contracted around the plug which meant another fight just to get it out. Ben screamed as Connor yanked.
"Fuck dude." Connor said, prodding the hole. "You've got the start of a nice rosebud."
Ben just moaned in reply.
"It's so red and warm. I bet that feels amazing." He said sinking a couple fingers in with ease. "Let's add a few more."
Connor added another then another till he only had his thumb out.
"Want Daddy to wreck that pussy? I'm gonna make sure I'm the deepest anyone's ever been inside you."
"Uhhg, Pl- please S- Sir." Ben managed to get out.
"If you say so." Connor beamed and began to drive his thumb in too. In a moment, Ben was being fisted knuckle deep by this hulking Daddy.
"How deep do you think I can get?" He asked before pushing a little further.
With his other hand, Connor greased his forearm and around the tight hole. He gently pushed and pushed with a slow twist. He had run over Ben's prostate like a runaway train and was on the verge of setting him off. Halfway up the forearm, Connor's muscle just got too thick and he couldn't go any further without risking real damage to his plaything. He did however stop and flex several times just to send Ben off into the best kind of agony and pleasure.
"Of fuck! Look at that." Connor said, taking the cage up in his free hand. "Looks like you're about to blow."
Ben was blasting out precum like a leaking faucet and it was only exasperated by Connor raking his knuckles over the prostate.
Ben was barely even human anymore let alone able to communicate. Connor slowed down and withdrew just as a slow mess formed from the tip of the cage. A thick creamy load came seeping out at ever crevice. Connor unlocked the sound and pulled releasing a torrent of cum. Ben let out the loudest and most pathetic moan yet.
After a few minute's recovery, Connor once again that night dumped his own load into Ben's well used ass. It was quicker than the first time but every bit as debilitating for the bottom. Connor carried Ben to the shower and cleaned his now nearly unconscious form. Ben came-to in a warm bed surrounded by muscle so it felt. Connor felt his prey moving and filled him in on the details.
"The best part," He said, jingling the key on his neck, "You came in the cage so not I don't have a reason to remove it apart from cleaning."
Ben looked up at the key nesting comfortably in the crease of Connor's chest and thought it looked good there.
"I thought this might be a pump and dump kinda thing but I really like you." Connor said. "You're fascinating and beautiful to me."
"Thank you." Ben said. "I feel safe in your arms."
"Stay there as long as you want bud."
