At age 23, I took a job in the executive offices of a corporation that dealt in trucking supplies across the United States. The owner of the company and my boss, Mr. Smith, called me to his office with an ultimatum regarding his sexual needs. What would I do?
Paul sat at the computer desk thinking over the past year. He was supposed to be finishing his accounting homework, but his mind kept wandering. He replayed the various scenes in his mind that had led to his complete and total abandonment to his deepest sexual fantasies. His complete submission to his father and stepbrother as their eager cocksucking fuck toy.
Mark and Pete - the cop and the Ranger - have great sex and ignite the rage of Randy who forces the Ranger to watch as he thrashes the cop. "The beautiful, macho young cop, shirtless in uniform pants and boots, slumped in humiliating defeat against the wild-eyed gypsy." Bob and Steve rage at Randy, but young Brandon springs to his defense. "You're wrong! Randy's a great guy - he's my hero!"
The ugly guy looked like he'd won Hell's Lottery or something, but from what I've learned about him since, I know he's done worse to other guys. He gets off on it, pure and simple. Finally, he started getting close -- he was leaning over me and his face changed.
Once the muscle guy started playing with my asshole, sucking me off while I was sucking on the older guy's dick, I couldn't help it that my dick responded. I had my face buried in the older guy's furry balls and ass.
The muscular guy was hauling me into the back of the van with one hand clamped tight over my mouth. He'd wrapped his other arm under my armpit across my chest, with that hand pressed against my throat. He pinned me down hard to the floor of the van and threw his weight on top of me.
I had met a guy online, looking for sex. We had a deal: he was in charge. He respected my limits, but he was in charge. He was nasty and twisted, and I mean that in the best way.
Randy is merciless to thugs who attack Brandon. "The savage gypsy who had inflicted such brutal punishment now had tears of affection watching Brandon wheel himself away. 'That's one gutsy kid," he said, 'we gotta take care of him." Three gym jocks, Jason, Hassan and Adam compete. "It was pornographic - the muscle-god fireman submits, double-teamed by an athletic Aussie and a tough Marine."
I was invited by my Master to replace the blindfold on Dave. When he could no longer see, I took off the hood, and Martin took Dave down. He had no resistance left in him. He was led back to Martin's car, and we were off to take him back to the city. Who knows what would become of him. All I was certain about was that this had to be one of the best birthday presents any slave had ever been given by his Master.
Randy and Bob have raunchy morning sex. Later Mario's relationship with Brandon reaches a make-or-break climax. "Brandon laughed at Mario's horseplay but was dazzled too by the fantasy of the naked cowboy riding his cock. A cowboy hat perched on his tousled black hair, Mario raised his arm triumphantly and whooped like a cowpoke riding a bucking bronco, his ass impaled on Brandon's cock."
Our hero, Ultraman, is forever changed after his first night at the museum. The Nerd still has plans for the hero and lures him back to the museum for round 2.
As I sucked his toes he began to moan and relax. I continued to work on his other foot, before moving back up his body. Those legs were so long. Each one was covered with fine blond hair. Gary was getting a good tongue bath, but I was getting so much pleasure at the same time.
He next checked out my navel and abdomen and eventually moved towards my chest. I dreaded what might happen next. "Please sir, no more weights sir. They hurt so much."
He knew my answer before I gave it to him. He had spotted me in the office and known what I needed. He had worked his charm and drawn me to himself. And now I was his.
He certainly loves cock, he's just a little cock slave, more the merrier. Why don't you give him a try?" He never lost pace or power on his thrust as he spoke, in fact if anything he fucked harder.
My story begins about two years ago, when I was still very uncertain about my own inclinations in my sex life. I had known I was gay for some time, but my relationships had always been short and often I longed for more. Vanilla sex was all right, but there was always that feeling that I should be able to gain more pleasure and fulfilment than I did.
Caleb appeared to be the perfect young man, always dressed neatly, his hair cut conservatively and always perfectly combed and he attended church with his parents, even singing in the choir. And it was all a mask.
Love comes in odd forms as Brandon learns from black leather-god Zack and his boy Darius. "Zack's boy was naked, spread-eagled at the mercy of his master, his ebony muscles straining in bondage, his horse-dick swinging between his splayed legs." Next, Brandon watches Randy and Bob make love. "The two beautiful men rolled over in a tangle of limbs, flailing, kissing, in an eruption of raw passion."
A fantasy of an unorthodox meet between a docile boy, his ex-boyfriend, and the cocky boy who was fast to replace him. It's a story of masters and slaves, of foot worship, cock-sucking, rimming, all under complete coercion. The angst, jealousy and inferiority of seeing an ex replace you all culminate in this highly submissive fantasy.
Brandon watches Mark and Jamie make love. "It beat any porn video - the muscle-god cop, stripped to the waist, paced round the athletic young surfer naked on hands and knees offering his ass to his master." Afraid he is addicted to sex, Brandon consults Dr. Steve and his lover, Lloyd. "The doctor and the architect, elegant, handsome with gym-honed bodies, faced each other shirtless, ready for action."
Brandon gets closer to the guys. Eddie & Ben are fun: "Brandon felt the thrill of being at the mercy of two muscular young studs, the houseboy and the gypsy." Mario is romantic: "Brandon woke up to the blurred image of the handsome Italian face with curly black hair and limpid green eyes." Pablo is fierce: "I'm the boss's boy, kid, so don't think I'm gonna go easy on your ass just because you can't walk."
A bragging, drunken Randy points at Bob's ass and slurs, "You see that ass, Pete? Belongs to me ... and I can loan it out if I want." Pete says, "I've never fucked a guy before, but I'd make an exception for that ass, it's so damn perfect." Bob erupts. "Randy, I thought that caveman crap was over, but you're still the same crude, arrogant, shit-for-brains motherfucker who first crawled out from under a rock."
At the lake Randy and Bob meet up with Pete, the macho Forest Ranger who Randy previously initiated in man-on-man sex. Pete's first sighting of Bob is stunning. "Pete gazed at the naked superman leaning against the tree, muscles gleaming in the dappled sunlight, his cock swinging between his legs still dripping cum." But Randy growls, "He's mine, Ranger. You want him, you have to go through me."
At last Brandon meets the whole tribe. First he watches Eddie get “punished” by the muscle-god soldier Hassan, followed by a wild master-on-boy orgy. Then Brandon has to choose which of them will take his virgin ass - the gypsy boss, the Superman, the cop, the leather-master, the fireman – or one of the boys. He makes his choice. “Sir, I would be honored for you to be the first man ever to fuck me.”
He wanted to find that special scene, one he had experienced in the past, one that stroked his darkest desires, his fetishes, and he went in search for it.