Gay Erotic Stories

“So now that Rasheed has taken you, it is time for the fun to begin!” my captor exclaimed! (Even in this altered state, the part of my brain that was still mine, however useless it was, hated the fact that he referred to himself in the third person—how annoying!)

Rasheed grabbed me by my hard nipples and pulled me up from my seated position. It seemed like every touch to a sensitive area was magnified, and made my rock hard cock jump. I felt disgusted that my body was reacting this way. However, a man’s cock never lies, and mine loved what my nips felt like when he twisted them!

“You like that don’t you, Seal boy? You can’t lie, so answer me.”

And I couldn’t lie, try as I might. The words just fell out of my mouth. “Yes, I do like that.”

“Like that what?”

I had no idea what he meant, so I just stood there with a raging hardon and a dopey look on my face.

“I am your new master, and you will address me as ‘Sir.’ Do you understand?” And with that, he slapped my ass hard, which made my cock swell more and burp out a long string of pre-cum.

“Yes, sir,” I answered, still wanting to choke on the words.

“You are a tough one, for sure. I can tell your brain still wants to fight. Don’t worry, though you will be broken! Come, let’s work out that aggression, slave.”

Rasheed dragged me out of the steam room stark naked and back into the gym. The place was closed, and the emptiness of the room, plus the situation I was in, made every piece of gym equipment look like a possible torture device.

I was put on the treadmill first. Given no time to adjust to the speed, Rasheed had me running super fast. My large overhanging pecs were bouncing up and down, as were my engorged cock and balls! A slight breeze from the vents, hitting my sweaty body made everything on me tingle. My captor had even set up a video camera in the room to tape my muscle/cock show.

I wanted to stop running so bad, but I couldn’t. The bouncing was making me so fucking horny, my throbbing cock was drooling uncontrollably and my balls were starting to tighten up in my sac. Oh no, this fucker was going to make me come on camera!

“I see you are close, my Seal, let go for your master!”

My body started to stiffen, my brain didn’t want me to cum, but my body was so physically tired, I knew I was losing the civil war in my brain.

“Ohhh…,” I started to moan. “Uhhh…Oh Fuck…” And then it happened. My body betrayed me like never before, “UNNNHHHGGGHHHH!” I screamed in a primal voice that even I didn’t recognize. My untouched cock started spewing thick ropes of my cum, my body still running, no, convulsing on this treadmill, all being recorded by Rasheed.

“Yes, my slave, cum for your master’s entertainment! I am now ready to have you!”

“Ready to have you?” I thought. My stupid straight Seal self was clueless to what he meant. “I’ve already cum. What more could he want from me?

God, am I dumb fuck or what?

To be continued…