Gay Master Straight Slaves
The Gay Master is back. 18+ Only. NSFW
It had begun with Darren surfing Tumblr until he came across the gay Master’s blog. Reading about how straight men should be submissive to gay men stirred something in him.
After a month of reading the posts and realising that he did feel submissive to gay men, Darren showed the blog to his gay roommate, Adam.
Adam loved the blog and suggested a series of rules for Darren. Adam wouldn’t have sex with him, Darren didn’t feel that submissive, but he was allowed to touch Darren anywhere and in anyway whenever he wanted.
When at home if Adam commanded it, Darren had to drop his pants so that Adam could marvel at his tight, perfect ass.
Now Darren would look forward to pleasing Adam. And he even enjoyed it when Adam would rub his soft warm hands over Darren’s naked ass. Tease the crack with his fingers, slip his hands along Darren’s taint to grip at his balls…
It would make Darren push his ass back and grind it against his roommate’s clothed crotch.
Ryan’s Master smiled.
After the team had won the game, Ryan had made excuses to his girlfriend that he needed to be with the team to celebrate. He made excuses to the team that he was celebrating with his girlfriend.
Then he had hurried over to his Master’s house.
When the man opened the door, Ryan walked into the centre of the room and stripped to his jockstrap.
"We won, Sir. As promised, here is your prize."
Ryan presented his ass and began to finger it. He moaned as he pushed his finger in. His sphincter spasming as it loosened.
His Master smiled again. The slave hadn’t been told to do this. He was doing it all at his own whim. Ryan knew who owned him now.
Chet had to walk slowly. It wasn’t much farther to the frat house, but it felt like an eternity.
Some girls walked past him and smiled, giggling among themselves at how hot Chet looked. They talked about the tall frat jock in his boardshorts and flipflops walking slowly through campus. How tight his ass looked in his shorts.
What they didn’t know was that Chet was clenching his ass tightly around a thick, lubed up butt plug that his gay master had inserted after a night of bondage and sex. The frat jock had been used like a toy. Fucked. Teased. Milked. And Chet had loved every minute of it.
He moaned as the plug pressed down on his prostate. Keeping him in a delicious state of semi-arousal. The pressure that made Chet’s ass feel like he need to both push the plug out of himself and at the same time keep it in there. How with each sway of his hips, the plug would press on a button that would make Chet’s nipples ache and his cock jump.
He was nearly there. Nearly home. And then he would be allowed to take the plug out.
Although Chet was beginning to think he might not take it out straight away…
No sex with girlfriend in 2 months. Couldn’t help it and reverted back to sissy porn. Lost a bet with an old dom that used to control me online. This and lingerie were my punishment. He has been using me frequently on Skype and im reverting back to my sissy ways much quicker than I expected. Got so horny and tipsy I was on grindr finding BBC and told them that if they could tie me up in my lingerie and make me cum by using the new dildo on me without me touching myself that they could use me for their pleasure. Can’t believe I just made this post. What is happening to me? Few months ago I was a straight, hot frat star with a girlfriend. Now I’m letting a dom guy online turn me into a sissy slut obsessed with big cocks and can only get off to sissy Hypnos and big black dick porn. Idk how much longer I can hold out.
Can’t believe i posted this last night. Few months ago i was a normal straight college frat guy with a hot girlfriend. I didn’t think my sissy tendencies would come back this fast. Now I’m not sure if I’ll be able to cum from sex with her unless i’ve got something or someone playing with my ass.
This is from the tumblr of one of my slaves. A cute horny frat boy who now serves me. Still looking for other frat slaves to Dom.
As the sex haze cleared, Anthony now understood what subspace was. While he had been sucking his Master’s cock and letting this man finger his ass thoughts of sexuality had just left his head. He had entered a warm pleasureable zone of submissiveness. In that space he had existed for his Master’s pleasure. And in doing so he found pleasure.
It hadn’t been numb. Far from it. It had been intense and focused. He had felt his Master’s thick cock moving between his lips and all he could think of was how to best accommodate it, open up for it, feel it. The cock had become the centre of his world. A magic wand of submission.
All other thought had just bled away. But now, as Master’s cum cooled on Anthony’s face, it all began rushing back.
Master smiled and stroked Anthony’s hair. Anthony looked up at the man, his eyes wide and surprised. When Master touched him, subspace returned. He was an obedient submissive with his strong superior.
He licked the cum off his lips. Savoured its taste. For now all he needed was a superior to guide him. It didn’t matter if that superior was a man.
Don’t forget, straight boys. Your body exists for gay men to use and touch as they please. Your ass isn’t something to be ashamed of. It is your pussy. Your secret place of pleasure. And you know that gay men know how to awaken that secret place. To find that pleasure point that you never knew existed. It’s in there. All men have it. But when you are straight, it needs a guiding dominant man to uncover it. Touch it. Please it.
Like a button direct to your balls. When it is pressed the orgasms you’ll feel are unlike anything you have had before. Whenever around gay men you are to think of that button. That place in you. Waiting for a superior’s touch.
Now drop your pants and turn your ass towards that superior gay man. And say the words he’s waiting to hear. “Please sir. Awaken my pussy. Make me feel you enter and claim me, Sir.”
That’s right boys. Your straight cocks are there for gay men to grope and touch when they want and how they want. Don’t forget it and always have it ready to present when around them.
Marty looked up at the man with the camera. Here he was. Skipping out on his girlfriend tonight to suck a man’s cock while his Master took photos.
Breathing through his nose like his Master had taught him, Marty marvelled at the sheer size of the cock in his mouth. It had a clean but slightly metallic taste. The tip of the cock had felt smooth and slippery on his tongue.
He sucked it in deep. Letting the head touch the back of his throat. He gagged a little and struggled to focus on his breathing.
He wanted to show he could take it. That he was man enough to face the challenge.
To show that he was the perfect submissive.
Each thrust seemed to reach deeper and deeper into Cole’s intimate places. He breathed deeply as he had been taught. Each time his Master pounded into him he’d expel his breath while his sphincter would spasm and relax.
There wasn’t any pain, just a sweet aching. A pressure deep inside him both coiled and released at once.
He didn’t consider himself gay. But this feeling. This sensation. He knew he would never stop craving it. There was nothing else quite like it. Nothing that felt so encompassing. So right.
Master never fucked Ryan. But he did use toys on the straight slave’s ass. After a month of training with the gay man something had changed in Ryan.
He still was attracted to women. It wasn’t that which changed. It was his masturbation routine. Now Ryan couldn’t even bring himself to touch his cock. It didn’t do much for him any more. No. He liked to fuck his ass with toys. It took him longer to orgasm, but it felt right. He felt like he was cheating when he touched his cock.
But when he came hands free… he knew it was how a slut like him was meant to cum.
He also knew that next time… next time he’d tell Master no more toys. He was ready to take the real thing.
Andrew had no idea how Master had gained so much control of him. First it had been photos of himself in his underwear. Then nudes. Then he had come to the Master’s house to do stripteases - but never being touched.
But as the man’s thick penis pushed through the tight ring of Andrew’s ass, as the man’s hot breath whispered into his ear how to relax and take it, Andrew knew that he had completely given himself over to this man.
Once Master was fully inside him, the man waited. His cock vibrated deep inside Andrew. In places he didn’t even realise he could feel.
Andrew looked deep into the man’s eyes.
"Yes." He whispered.
Then his Master began pounding his ass. This wasn’t just sex. It was a claiming. Andrew had fucked a lot of women. But that had been sex. It had been about getting off. But this was something different. This was about ownership. It was about making sure Andrew would never forget his ass had been claimed. That this cock was declaring ownership of his depths. Taking him. Controlling him.
Andrew moaned in ecstacy as he let the man lay claim to him.
The ultimate goal for any submissive - the hands free orgasm from using a toy. Start practicing, boys. Let me know how you go.
And if any of you look like this young lad - you know I want to hear from you. )
Tyler adjusted the camera. It had been so long since Patrick and Jackie had tied him up and used him. Had shown him what a submissive straight guy he was.
Now here he was. His cock locked in chastity, a buttplug locked into his ass. When he came home from work his job was to present himself on cam to his Master and help train other straight subs sent his way.
Tonight at the Master’s gym a new straight slave was being presented.
The door opened. Tyler couldn’t help but smile.
The big frat guy, Gerry, all muscle and looks, blushed. Gerry. One of the guys who had fucked Tyler at the bachelor party. Who had cum inside his girlfriend before she sat on Tyler’s face and made him lick it out.
Tyler grinned. He was going to have a lot of fun with Gerry…
Slaves, your pussy isn’t something nasty and dirty to be ashamed of. It’s something special and enticing to find pleasure in. It is your secret place for your Master to discover how incredible you are. How much you exist to bring pleasure to him. It’s that place where your submission waits to be found. Touched. Desired…
Adrian felt both humiliated and proud at the same time. He was able to take most of Master’s cock in his mouth now, but now he knew even fully clothed with his hands bound behind his back and the gay man naked before him, he was still the slave.
As he worshiped his Master’s cock he now understood that being a slave had nothing to do with clothing or gear. It didn’t matter if the slave was gay, bi or straight. He was a slave. A submissive. And he loved it.
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It looks as though I need to reiterate this after another underage guy contacted me.
Let me be perfectly clear. I am not interested in underage subs and you should not be following or re-blogging my posts.
And don’t lie to me either about your age. I am not interested.
I know that it frustrates you and you’re keen to get out there and experience the world of sexual experimentation, but you have plenty of time to do that when you are of legal age. Trust me. You want to wait. It’s not that long, and you get to just enjoy your teenage years a little longer before you get to this.
Also it puts this blog at risk of deletion and ruins it for everyone else.
I enjoy writing for this blog and netting legal aged subs who want to play. But I will remove it if I get approached by someone underage again or get any evidence that there is someone under 18 regularly following the blog.
I am dead serious about that.
Can’t get too much fratboy ass !!!!!
Indeed. Any frat boy followers should let me know they’re out there. That’s an order.
The firm, hard cock spasmed as it unloaded stream after stream of cum down Tyler’s throat.
Tyler kept his lips firmly pressed around his Master’s cock until the man had finished orgasming. Then he gently suckled on the dick as it softened in his mouth.
The man gently pushed Tyler’s head away. Tyler lay back in the deck chair.
"Thank you, Sir."
His Master smiled and ruffled his hair.
"One more day boy. Then you go back to your ex girlfriend and flatmate."
The man knelt down as Tyler opened his legs wider to provide access to his pussy. He had learned to anticipate his Master’s needs.
Master nuzzled Tyler’s neck while his hand slid up Tyler’s thigh, then down towards his pussy. Tyler turned his head towards his Master and allowed the man to kiss him. Master’s tongue snaked into Tyler’s mouth while his finger tickled Tyler’s now well fucked hole.
Tyler took a deep breath mid kiss, his tongue battling his Master’s. A rare moment where he was allowed to try to push back, be the stronger man by being the dominant kisser. The taste of saliva and cum mixing between them as the man penetrated Tyler’s cunt with his finger.
Tyler lost control. He grabbed the back of his Master’s head. Kissing harder, more urgently as the raised and bucked his hips to get more of the man’s finger into him.
Tyler moaned. He whimpered. He wanted this man to throw his legs in the air and fuck him mercilessly while ravaging his mouth with the kind of fierce, aggressive kissing that only another man could give.
And Master gave Tyler exactly what he wanted and needed.
And Tyler found himself wishing he had to stay another week…
Tyler’s Master had set him the task of being a stripper for bachelorette parties when he wasn’t servicing his Master.
He walked into a room full of rowdy women at a nearby hotel, and when the music started, Tyler slowly and seductively removed his clothes. He was thankful that his Master hadn’t kept to Jackie’s threat. Tyler was surrounded by horny women and he felt the straightest he had for a long time.
He was down to his sexy pink thong when one of the women lunged at him with a taser, zapping his balls. Tyler’s world went black.
When he came too one of the women was pushing a tampon up his ass. Another looked at him and smiled.
"Hello Tyler, you probably don’t remember me. I’m Stacy. You probably know my boyfriend. Gerry." Gerry was standing naked behind Stacy grinning. Tyler couldn’t forget Gerry. He had been one of the guys who had fucked Tyler at the bachelor party.
Looking around Tyler saw that all the guys from the party were there. And so was Jackie.
"You know, Ty. I realised how mean it was to deny you some snatch. So I got together the girls and told them how much you missed the touch of a woman."
Stacy stroked Tyler’s cock. He felt it hardening under her ministrations.
"So the guys here have been kind enough to deposit their cum in their girlfriend’s pussies for you to eat out. Not as straight as just sex. But we don’t want to make it too pleasurable. Right. Oh. And there’s this."
Jackie pulled out an elastrator. Tyler stared at the strange contraption as Jackie placed it over his nuts.
Tyler arched as the right elastic bound his nuts, making them swell up. He felt numb. Stacy sat on his face.
"Eat me out slut!" She hollered. The group laughed and jeered as Tyler licked the taste of Gerry out of his girlfriend’s vagina.
He couldn’t feel his balls. Hands groped at his body. Each woman climbed on, surrounded him with the scent of her sex and the stale cum of her boyfriend.
After he had eaten all the women out they stuff a cum covered ball gag in his mouth the fucked their boyfriends while Tyler lay on the bed, his nuts full and purple. Whimpering into his gag as he enjoyed another masochistic fantasy fulfilled…
Tyler lay on the bed, his hands cuffed to the headboard. The keys in his mouth where Patrick had placed them.
Jackie walked into the room.
"So, Ty, Patrick and I are both a bit bored with you. We figure a better way to have fun is to sell you to a horny old gay guy. So we have. He’s on his way over. But we want you to have a say in things, so if you don’t want him taking you away to his place for a week, spit out the keys and we’ll unlock you. Nobody will know about what happened and you’re free to go.
“But if you stay locked up, he will take you to his place and you won’t be getting or seeing any pussy. You will live to serve his cock and that of his buddies. We’ve trained you up for it, but I reckon it will still be challenging.
“You have twenty minutes to make up your mind, Tyler.”
Tyler lay on the bed. The keys in his mouth. He moved his legs and enjoyed the feeling of the sheets against his skin.
A week as a man’s devoted sex slave. Could he really do that? He was straight. Still. He had enjoyed the bondage and forced bi sex that Jackie and Patrick had been making him go through. He had never been in a position where he didn’t have a choice to back out.
When Tyler’s new owner arrived, Tyler’s cock was rock hard and his legs spread, granting access to his sweaty, waiting pussy. His lips were firmly clasped around the keys and he was ready to serve.
When your Master enters you, it all makes sense. You’re not gay, bi or straight. You’re his. In those moments all that matters is your Master entering you. Fulfilling you.
You learn that you are made to fit with him. To open up and accept him in you and find pleasure in his every touch. To be taken, moulded and owned.
To feel complete and total submission. To become controlled. To become what you were always going to become.
Jenny looked at her watch. Where was Corey? They had agreed to meet at the movie theatre for their date.
Half an hour later she went home.
An hour later Corey still hadn’t heard his phone ringing, his world completely focused on the two dildos Master had given him to practice with.
Danny and Lucas had been spending the whole day just lazing around the house. They had been friends for some time. Lucas had been talking about how his girlfriend had been getting into light bondage play with him when Danny mentioned he sometimes dommed guys he hooked up with.
"You dominate other gay guys?" Lucas asked.
Danny smiled his crooked little smile.
"Gay, bi, straight… lots of guys like being dominated by another guy."
"No way. Even straight guys? I can’t believe it."
"Oh yeah. This one guy comes over every so often and strips naked for me. I then tease and play with his pussy."
"Haha. Yeah. That’s what he calls his ass."
The guys sat in silence watching the television.
Lucas stood up.
"I have to go to the bathroom."
He left the room. Danny kept watching television. After a while he noticed Lucas hadn’t come back.
Danny walked to the bathroom door. It was ajar. Danny pushed the door open.
Lucas leaned on the counter, his underwear covering his crotch. He kept his eyes lowered.
"Please Sir. I wish to be your slave. Please instruct me."
Danny looked at Lucas’ firm, masculine body.
"You do realise that you are asking me to make you my sex slave, boy."
"Yes sir. I texted my girlfriend. She has instructed me that she is giving me to you for training. Please sir. I am yours."
Cam looked again for the fourth time in the ten minutes since he had arrived home.
There is was. His locked cock. The plastic cage snugly covering his dick. His balls hanging over stuffed and full. A week the man had said. A week and Cam would be free. Or if he was willing. If he was ready. He could go see the Man anytime within the week and suck on the man’s dick. Swallow his load.
Then Cam would be free. To a point. The man would tie him up, unlock that cage and milk Cam’s full balls before locking him up again. Then it would be another week.
Cam looked at the cage.
He liked how his cock looked locked up. He didn’t mind waiting a week. He’d wait a month.
But he would go see the man again tomorrow. Not to be freed. But to offer himself up so that he could stay controlled.
For some straight slaves being trained to kiss another man convincingly and passionately is more humiliating than a cum facial or giving up his pussy to be fucked.
The delicate intimacy between men can be a unique way to control a straight slave.
Remember slaves, you have a pussy that is made to be used by your Master. Learn to find pleasure in a man’s touch on and in your most intimate of places…
Two weeks had passed. Two weeks since Jackie had broken up with Tyler and left him in Patrick’s bedroom with a vibrator up his pussy.
Since then he had been a sex toy at a bachelor party and a regular plaything of his gay roommate. Jackie would regularly come over to tell him about her new boyfriend, or force feed him condoms filled with her boyfriend’s stale cum.
Each day his gay roommate Patrick would make him put on skimpy g-strings and then cuff him to the bed and slow fuck him with a dildo.
Tyler gasped. Today’s dildo was longer and bigger than the other. He felt his balls tighten as the dildo mashed his prostate.
"Who’s a pretty bitch today?" Patrick laughed.
"Uuuhhhhnnnn I…. I’m a pretty….oh oh oh… Pretty bitch, Master."
The dildo slowly slid out. Tyler’s hole winked and spammed at the sudden emptiness. It kept winking, Tyler moaned at the emptiness and rolled his hips, hoping to graze the tip of the dildo he desperately wanted back inside him.
"Does the bitch want to go to work today with her cunt full of my superior gay cum?"
Tyler’s cheeks flushed red. He was straight. He wasn’t into guys. But he did want that long thick dildo in his ass. He wanted something filling him. It felt wrong to be so empty.
Patrick played the tip of the dildo against Tyler’s hole.
Tyler fucked his hips down trying to get the dildo inside him.
He whimpered and groaned as the tip just entered.
"Say it bitch."
Tyler knew Patrick was right.
"The bitch is desperate, really desperate, Master. Please. Please. PLEASE. Fill my cunt with your superior gay cum, Master. Make me your cock bitch, Master. Please. I need it! I want it! Fill me now!"
Tyler lay cuffed to the bed. The party goers had left and Jackie had cuffed him to the hotel bed, his aching cock locked in a cage.
His pussy was sore from fucking, but ached to be filled again. His throat felt like it would never stop tasting of cum and cock.
Mark, the groom, knelt on the bed as Jackie took photos.
"Well who’s a sexy slutty girl?" Mark mocked as he ran a hand up Tyler’s stocking covered thigh.
"I bet you miss the hot wetness of your girlfriend, little slut."
Mark grabbed Tyler’s balls.
"Unnnnh. Y-yes sir."
"Well I don’t think my buddies should be the only ones to enjoy your slutty pussy… And I want to reward you for keeping my buddies entertained. So I’m going to fuck you with a cock lubed up with the sweetness from your ex girlfriend. That’s as good as you fucking her, right?"
Mark’s finger pushed deep into Tyler’s cunt.
"Fuck, the little bitch has been used all night and she’s still tight as a drum. I think I might actually like this."
Mark moved his finger around for a while before replacing it with his hard cock. Tyler arched his back as Mark’s cock pressed against his prostate. The thought of that hard weapon covered in Jackie’s juices, pushing deep into him… Taking him over.
Mark picked up his pace. Jackie climbed onto the bed and sat on Tyler’s face. Mark laughed.
"Yeah, lick my cum out of her twat. Savour my taste, slut. A hot fresh load will be filling your ass soon."
Tyler moaned and dutifully licked at Jackie’s snatch. Mark’s cum filled his mouth as he wriggled his tongue into her. His hands ached as he pulled on his restraints. As his ass ached and throbbed from the violation of Mark’s penis ploughing deep into him. Continuing to turn him into a slutty cock whore.
Mark’s bachelor party was in full swing. The guys were drunk and cheerful when Jackie entered the room pulling a large covered container.
Patrick called for everyone’s attention.
"Mark, it is your last night of freedom and we all wanted you to have a hooker here for your last hurrah. Unfortunately she had to cancel. So instead Jackie here is keen to let you fuck her while the rest of the boys enjoy my bachelor party gift,Jackie’s slutty little bitch."
Jackie pulled back the sheet to reveal her caged ex boyfriend Tyler, dressed like a sissy girl.
The guys laughed out loud at the humiliated straight sub. Patrick grinned. “What do you say, Ty?”
Tyler gripped the bars, his cock hardening.
"Please. Use me as your sissy bitch. I’m just a shuttle little girl who needs to be spit roasted."
At first the party goers weren’t sure about playing with the slut. But after Jackie said Mark wouldn’t get any from her until her slut was being used, they were soon lining up to humiliate and use Tyler.
Soon he was sweating, his slutty dress and stockings torn, his mouth and ass sloppy with cum. Patrick then lathered up a large plug to plug up Tyler’s pussy while Jackie cuffed Tyler’s hands to the cage and tied off his balls painfully eight an elastrator.
For the rest of the party Tyler watched his ex girlfriend being fucked by another man, occasionally his view being blocked when one of the other party goers felt like getting another blowjob.
He really did feel like a true slut.
The sound of the vibrator filled the room. Tyler remained on his knee, his head pressed into the bed as the invasive toy hummed away inside his ass. No. It was now his pussy. Jackie had been very clear on that.
Jackie. His ex. Who had just walked out of the room. Then he heard voices.
"Hey Jackie! Have you seen Tyler? He’s not in his room."
"Sorry, Patrick. I don’t know where he is. I just came over to drop some of his stuff off. He did say he was going to leave a present for you in your room."
"Oh. Okay. You going now?"
"Yeah. Catch you later, Patrick."
Tyler’s heart began to beat faster. He could run if he wanted to. He wasn’t tied up. But he had been given specific instructions.
The door to Patrick’s room opened.
"What the fuck?"
Tyler stayed in place. He waved his pussy a bit as the vibrator hummed.
Tyler moaned. Both from the sensations deep in his pussy and from the humiliation.
"Uuuuuhhhh. Please unh. Patrick. Take this thing out. I’m not uuuuuuhhhhh allowed to."
Patrick walked over to the bed and sat down. He slowly pulled the vibrator until just the tip of the toy was in Tyler’s cunt. Then slowly he pushed it back in. Pulled it out. And back in.
"Uuunnnnhhhh. What … Unh… What are… You. Unh unh.
Patrick picked up his pace.
"Quiet, slut. You’re my present, remember? We’re going to play for a while and you’ll behave yourself."
Patrick took a photo of his roommate as he knelt on the bed.
Tyler moaned from the feelings in his pussy. The intense fullness, the ache, the feeling that a tight powerful point deep in his cunt was causing the cum to churn powerfully in his balls. Ready for release. Ready to show Patrick how much of a sub Tyler really was.
Jackie flicked the hard cage locked around Tyler’s cock. She laughed as she felt her ex boyfriend licking her cumstained panties.
"Yeah, lick that cum up bitch!"
The guy standing next to the bed kept taking photos while he thrust his cock in Tyler’s bound hand. Despite cumming in Jackie’s pussy only moments ago, seeing Tyler sucking up his seed was making him hard again.
Jackie moaned as she played with Tyler’s locked cock.
"Oooohhhh. I love your tongue sucking up a real man’s cum, Ty. If you do really well I image even help you find the key to your cage. If my boyfriend there hasn’t already flushed it down the toilet."
Tyler’s nipples ached from the pegs, his cock strained against the cage. He felt pinned, pinched and helpless. But he also wanted to please these two superiors. He licked vigorously.
The man who was fucking his hand laughed.
"Oh. The key to your cock? Sorry, dude. I took a piss earlier before fucking your girlfriend. It’s gone, dude. Guess you’re locked up for good. But don’t worry, I’ll find a way to make you feel good. Real good."
Tyler moaned as he thought about all the things they were going to do to him… And he had to admit… He loved it.
Jamie squirmed on the bed held down by the ropes Melissa had bound him with. The tampon was lodged up his ass and superglued in place with the maxi pad. It was a little soft finger stroking his prostate as he lay there. Pressing into him with each twist he made with his body.
Melissa’s camera clicked as she took photos of her soon to be ex-boyfriend. He couldn’t help but get an erection.
Melissa straddled, Jamie’s chest.
"My new boyfriend already fucked me in the other room, James. Want to see?"
She sat on his face, the other man’s cum seeping out and on to the ball gag in Jamie’s mouth he was assaulted with the smell of her sex and the other man’s cooling semen. It slid down the ball and into his mouth.
"He tastes great doesn’t he, babe. Get used to that taste. After I send these pictures to all your friends, you’re going to be tasting it a lot more, Jamie. A lot more."
Jamie moaned as Mel ground her crotch on his face, taking photos of the cum dripping down his gag and into his mouth.
Then she stood up and walked to the door.
"I’ll let your roommate find you, babe. He’s gay isn’t he? I’m sure you’ll work out an arrangement with him."
She laughed and walked out the door.
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Master found Ashton’s awkwardness adorable and sexy. Ashton had no idea why he was drawn to this man. How Master’s instructions always made him feel like automatically obeying without question.
He was always blushing in the man’s presence. Always without pants on. But today he felt there was something different. A benchmark moment. A plateau he was about to break through to. As his Master approached, Ashton’s heart beat began to race…
Rick looked up at Shane. There was a passion in his eyes that his gay best friend had never seen before. Clearly the Master that Rick had been seeing was good at training straight slaves to crave serving gay cock.
The Master had been clear to Shane that Rick preferred his gay Dom’s to be firm. So Shane kept his hand on the back of Rick’s head as the straight stud buried his face in Shane’s crotch.
Rick moaned as his nostrils filled with the musky sweet scent of his friend’s sweaty cock and balls. His mouth becoming dry as the soft absorbant underwear soaked up his saliva while he slobbered and sucked on the covered dick that was hardening to his touch.
Shane looked down Rick’s back at the gap where the waistband of Rick’s jeans pulled away from his butt. The dark inviting hint of Rick’s crack made Shane’s cock grow more. Rick moaned around the hardening meat.
"Oh yeah, Ricky. You’re mouth is so warm and good. Get me ready to fuck that slave pussy of yours. From now on. I’m going to fuck you every day, bud."
Rick moaned as Shane pushed his head against the hardening cock that would soon be filling him. And he loved every second of it.
Jason knew that his first time was going to be intense. But he had decided it was time. He knew he needed to be owned. To belong to a superior Master. Tied to the bed, he endured an hour of fucking. Master’s cock stayed hard the entire time, he kept edging Jason. Always on the cusp of cumming but never moving over the tip until Jason was begging and willingly fucking himself on that hard vibrating cock of his owner.
Jason had never felt anything like it before. As Jason came all over himself, Master knew he had found the perfect slave.
Jim enjoyed the opportunities he had to tease his Master. While on the hike he’d wear his skimpiest speedos, letting his Master follow behind to admire the shape of his ass and the crack leading down into his damp sweaty pussy.
Sometimes it would be too much for his Master, and Jim would find himself pressed up against a rock, his speedos torn and around his ankles while his Master fucked him.
On other occasions his Master would tie him down and convince other hikers to have sex with him while his Master took photos on Jim’s phone. Often this would end up with Master gaining another straight slave who would follow them back to Master’s house for training.
No matter what, Jim had to admit. He enjoyed being the slave of a gay Master.