“Sorry coach you lost the bet which makes me Alpha now. But since I am feeling kind, I will let you suck my cock before I raw dog fuck you. Your beta virgin ass is going to want it well lubed with your saliva.”

Ivan patted the older bikers head like he was a pet. “This little bottom bitch was supposed to patch me into his biker gang but now he is my old lady and I run the gang.”

The neighbor’s boy came by a few weeks ago to help me with some chores at my place. It started small, me helping him with his chores, then one day he didn't show and I paid him anyway, now he moved in and I kneel obeying his rules "You know the rule faggot, when that gag comes off my cock goes in!"

Jackson and Elias were not happy with the military camp their foster dad sent them to. When they returned, they made it clear who was in charge. “We are your Masters now, and first we are going to fuck that misplaced authority out of your mind and then we will rebuild you as our loyal faggot slave.”

I thought it was a first date, but he corrected me. “This isn’t a date, it’s an audition. I am looking for a faggot slave to suck my toes, take my cock, cook and clean, obey and worship me, if you’re interested crawl under this table and suck my big toe, if not leave.” His toe tasted like dominance

The dancer tempted me hinting she was pierced below. When I asked to see she said I could, but only if I agreed to kneel in handcuffs and lick her. Eager to taste her, I agreed. It was only after I was cuffed and kneeling that I realized my mistake. But a deal’s a deal and I opened wide for her cock

James confronted his Emo little brother about the blackmail letter asking if this was real. “Yea faggot I am deadly serious, now get on your linebacker knees put your hands behind your back, and get those ‘straight boy’ breeder lips sucking on my fat twink cock.” Trapped by circumstance James obeyed

I offered him shelter from the rain, letting him stay in my guest room to ride out the storm. But before I stepped back into the hallway he started to strip down and towel off. I apologized and turned to leave but he stopped me. “No Faggot, stay, kneel and look up at your new Master.” And I obeyed.

I thought I was being charitable, opening my home to a traveling boys' choir. But while the boys were real, the charity was a scam. Now I lay hogtied, my mouth pried open by a dental gag as I look up at the young man informing me that he is now my Master.

I rarely visit my isolated summer home in the off season, but I had to vet the young man recommended to replace my retiring caretaker. Despite his slight frame and youth, he exuded dominance. I arrived expecting to hire the young man, but instead, he had me kneeling, serving, and worshiping him.

Two years ago I was the harsh taskmaster handing out corporal punishments at the private school and they were my worst offenders, but now after budget cuts I am starting a new job at the mall and they are my boss, eager to punish me on and off the job, and I have no choice but to obey them.

I begged him not to do it. I said he didn't need to blackmail me I would give him whatever he wanted. But he just laughed and made me kneel as he spat in my open mouth and told me that from now on I had nothing to give because he owned me. looking down I sighed, knowing my new Master was right.

It was supposed to be a private beach experience. Just me and a personal attendant for the week. But as he pushed me to my knees and slapped my face, the young attendant made it clear, I would be one serving him.

I didn’t hesitate when my stepson asked if he could redecorate the basement. Since his mom left it was just us and I wanted to see him happy again. I succeeded, just not the way I imagined. I was blindfolded for the surprise reveal, but still I didn’t realize his plans until I felt the collar lock.

The Emo intern had only just started when he hacked my laptop and the blackmail began. Despite the heat in the storage room each day at noon I kneel, hands behind me, mouth open and I wait. Somedays he fucks my mouth, others he spits in it and kicks my balls reminding me I will always be his faggot.

The deal with my nephew was text me anytime he couldn’t drive and I would arrive without judgment but today his reaction was new, “Oh no faggot, I ain’t toweling off, your bitch mouth is going to lick each salty drop off me starting at my crack before I bend you over your car hood and fuck you raw!”

He looked lost, acting grateful for my help. I gulped as he hugged me, head on my chest, but my offer of a meal and place to rest was accepted. As the door closed, the innocent waif disappeared. Pushed to my knees, arms twisted behind me and cuffed, out came his thick cock as the real him emerged.

I asked to be seated at the best table, but the host sneered. I started to apologize when he grabbed my ear, dragging me into the back. First, I was too stunned by his dominance to resist, then strapped to the heavy butcher block table it was too late. That night my ass was on the staff boy’s menu.

Eager for new experiences I arrived at the ginger themed bar expecting maybe a flavored signature drink. Too late I realized my mistake. The door locked, ginger twink boys grabbed me. Stripped and bound I was on display. Punished for my intrusion by boys with whips, clamps and punches to my balls

I was only the chaperone. The campus approved a freshman Rave but wanted an adult present. They spiked the bottled water. Now, in the basement my pleas are garbled by a ring gag, my limbs bound tight to the fuck bench, my cock locked in a chastity cage as the glassy eyed boys take turns pounding me.

Rumors flew on the block when the boys moved in. Are they a cult? Are they Fashion models? Roommates? Lovers? I didn’t know the answer then, but I still wanked thinking about them often, well I did until, they knocked on my door. “Congratulations Faggot! Kneel, we chose you to worship us” and I did.

I invited over an online realtor, but it wasn’t the man pictured who arrived. Instead, a twink with steel in his eyes pushed in. Realization dawned, the page was a trap, but before I could react his knee slammed into my balls and I was being cuffed on the floor, destined to become his next fuck toy.

When my innocent looking nephew came out, his mom sent him to me, his only gay uncle. They expected I would show him the ropes on how to be gay today. But instead, the domineering twink showed me the ropes, literally, he took over my home and transformed me into his caged bondage faggot house slave.

Taking my class of delinquent youth to the mall was supposed to be an easy day as a teacher, a break from always having to discipline the unruly youths. But instead it was my last. The boys made a secret deal with the mall cops, I was gagged, cuffed and shoved into a van and now they, discipline me.

The black and white New Years party was where I planned to propose to my girlfriend. Instead its where she locked a collar and chastity cage on me, explaining she didn't want a boyfriend or husband, she wanted me as her cuck on my knees sucking all the club boys cocks while she danced with real men.

The posting was for a tenured mechanic to work a few months at the remote garage to restore a classic muscle car. But after I rearranged my life to move there the garage boys pounced. Putting a collar and chastity cage on me. The only muscles I was working on were theirs, and my tools were my holes.

I could not refuse him anything so when he begged me to turn the heat down, I led him into my managers office with the thermostat. But while my back was turned, I felt his belt cinching tight on my neck and pulling me to my knees. His pants at his ankles he smiled knowing I would never refuse him.

The heat in the small changing room was oppressive, his body reeked of boy sweat and stale cigarettes, my middle aged knees ached, but his rules were clear I keep sucking him and he keeps streaming it until my cock sucking pays his rent for the month.

losing my old job I started at the mall. I protested with my years of executive work I didn't need some 18 year old twink to train me at work. They laughed, "That 'kid' is your boss now and you should have read the employee agreement closer, you will do whatever he says 24/7, you're his faggot now"

He challenged me to truth or dare, I accepted He dared me to kneel right there and suck his package The trap sprung, they smiled I didn't know it yet but by the mall rules If I do it I end up in mall jail for indecency if I don't I end in mall jail for refusing the dare Either way the boys own me

He seems so innocent, hanging out with my son. When my son went to college and he asked if he could still come hang out I didn't think anything of it. In retrospect it was obvious but I missed all the signs until was too late to say "no". Now kneeling in my cuffs and shock collar I am his fuck toy.

The note from my friend the scoutmaster said he had a conflict and asked me to watch his troop at summer camp. I agreed figuring it was just until he showed up. Only after they had me bound in ropes, their hard cocks lining up with my holes did I learned they faked the note and now I was their slave

As a history buff the invitation to tour the abandoned jail appealed to me. I didn’t know him well, but I recognized the tour guide as Blane, my bosses son. I was about to ask why he was there, but as the cell door closed and locked, he pulled out his twink cock, and his plans for me became clear.

I lay face down on the massage table naked and oiled. I didn't resist when he secured the straps thinking it was part of the treatment. Now I can’t move as the masseur holds our phones, installing the master/slave apps, giving him full control. Next he pulls out his cock ready to break in his slave.

He looked innocent on the security cam, saying he was here to see the boy in 1C, so I buzzed him into the building. I was still daydreaming about the young man as I went to the laundry room. Squatting to load the dryer he was suddenly there, sitting my back as he locked on the collar and leash.

I knocked on the vacant house next door to tell the squatter to turn the music down or else. But I didn't get to finish before he grabbed me by my hair, slamming me into the wall and quickly securing my wrists with zip ties. No longer a squatter, he lives at my house now, and I call him my Master.

The other teachers had warned Mr. Peterson not to be too soft, but none of his students took advantage until he met Mateo. "Oh Mr. Peterson, I am not hear to earn extra credit, I am here to give you a gift. My fat cock. Now crawl over here and get your mouth on it before I beat you again!"

It was a brief slip. I admitted to the boy that walks my dog I thought he was cute, never expecting it to progress, but it did. Lifting his shirt he let me kiss his abs before I quickly backed off, but it was too late. He was recording. Now he has me in the dog collar obeying him and his friends

Recently retied after 20 years on the force, I was excited when my rich friend said I could summer at his seaside estate. At first I assumed the young man there was his pool boy but as the gates closed and locked and my old friend knelt I learned the youth was his Master and now he was my Master too

When my girlfriend said she wanted to try something kinky and as asked if I was would pleasure one of her younger college friends. I assumed she meant a girlfriend. Now its was too late, I lay face down on the bed, limbs tied spread eagle a gag in my mouth as she left telling young Adam to have fun.

The woman I was dating wanted me to meet her eighteen year old son. She said he wanted to meet me alone to "get to know me" Of course I agreed. But instead of taking him out for ice cream and getting to know him he had me on my knees sucking him off as he choose which of my credit cards was now his.

I explained to the young man in my backyard that the "going away to college" party for the neighbors son is next door, but he just laughs as he steps closer. His knee slams into my crotch and he roughly pushes me to my knees, "I know, I didn't come to enjoy the party I came to enjoy your holes!"

I thought taking a second job as the overnight janitor at the local gym would help pay the bills. What I didn't know is the local college leased the gym for their freshman boys to use overnights too, and the only "working out" they did was holding me down while ramming their cocks into my holes.

I woke up to a slap across my face, the young man renting my spare room insisting that the "full service" I listed in the online rental posting included me taking care of his morning wood. Rubbing the sleep from my eyes I couldn't argue with him and slid his firm cock into my mouth.

The neighbor’s son asked if he could borrow my truck to move into his dorm. I agreed and offered to help. However, the young man wanted more from his gay neighbor, and after the truck was unpacked they pounced. Suddenly I found myself tied up in the dorm common room, a fuck hole for all the boys.

As I was moving into the new apartment building, young Jerome and his boys made it clear that this was their turf and I was now their bondage fuck toy, expected to obey, suck and submit to him or any of his boys on demand.

I thought I was being charitable, opening my home to a traveling boys' choir. But while the boys were real, the charity was a scam. Now I lay hogtied, my mouth pried open by a dental gag as I look up at the young man informing me that he is now my Master.

I rarely visit my isolated summer home in the off season, but I had to vet the young man recommended to replace my retiring caretaker. Despite his slight frame and youth, he exuded dominance. I arrived expecting to hire the young man, but instead, he had me kneeling, serving, and worshiping him.

Two years ago I was the harsh taskmaster handing out corporal punishments at the private school and they were my worst offenders, but now after budget cuts I am starting a new job at the mall and they are my boss, eager to punish me on and off the job, and I have no choice but to obey them.

After losing my job I was grateful to my sister for paying me to watch her house while she spent a year abroad for her job. But on my first day their, her son came back from college, and told me the money would go to him and I would spend the year serving as a house slave for him and his friends.