Gay Erotic Stories

Warning: this story contains graphic depictions of hardcore sex, featuring consenting male adults doing unnatural acts. if this turns you off, don't read it. Disclaimer: This is fiction; the characters are not depictions of any real persons, living or dead. What you make of this story is entirely your own perception. The Choosing By Nathan Harvey I just managed to make it in the door as Bull started up the steps. Once I was inside school property I was safe, how I hated that bully. Ever since I was a little kid Bull was always chasing me telling me he was going to whip my ass. Things had gotten better for me as we got older, because he’d turned his attentions to intimidating the bigger guys at school. I think sometimes even the teachers were afraid of him, because he was built like a truck. He had close-cropped blond hair he looked like a mean Marine sergeant. I’d heard it said by guys that had seen him naked in the gym showers that he was lung like an animal. To make it even wilder, I heard that he even had a tattoo of a viper on his left shoulder. There was no one in school that would ever challenge him let alone fight him. Many a night I would wake in a cold sweat--terrified by some dream of him beating the shit out of me. Bull seemed to always to be in my dreams ever since I was a little boy. Getting older my dreams about him became more sexual in nature. Often, I would dream of him chasing me and when he finally caught me he would beat me silly they tear away my clothing and rape me. I would wake up breathless with an enormous hard on. The only way that I could get back to sleep then was to beat off. Now instead of being frightened by my dreams I’d begun looking forward to them. I’d always loved playing with my buddies but as I got older I was becoming more and more interested in them sexually. From all that I’d read and heard I began to realize I wasn’t like the other guys, they were always talking about girls and how to get into their pants. I felt the same way-- but about men! It was on one of my searches on the net that I found stories about men making love to other men. The ones I liked best were the stories about a master having a slave and using him for his pleasure. Just reading them would really get me off. I knew in my heart that I could never be a master, but I did fantasize about becoming some man’s slave. Every night I’d lay in bed at night imagining what it would be like to be used, to have some man drive his cock deep up my ass or down my throat. I was so eager to taste a man I began catching my cum and licking my hand clean. In all my fantasies I would dream of how my master would beat me and make me worship him. Little did I realize that this coming out would happen in my eighteenth year. I was sitting in the balcony of the Strand our local art theater that showed x-rated pictures. I had gone there so often the ticket girl knew me by sight. I would buy my ticket and then slip up to the upper balcony every Saturday matinee and stay until it was suppertime. This week’s show was a French film about some gigolo who made love for money. The guy couldn’t act worth a shit, but he was naked and he was one gorgeous man. I only wished they would show his front and not just his backside. I could tell as film progressed it didn’t matter to him if it was a gal or guy he was screwing--as long as he got paid. The part of the show I was really waiting for was where the gigolo was making love to this guy. I scooted down in my seat and pulling out my now hard cock began stroking myself as I watched the action on the screen. Then I saw this guy stopping my aisle. When he moved my row and dropped down into the seat next to me, I had to fold my hands over my hard cock to hide myself. Keeping myself covered, I watched the two guys in the picture getting it off. About then this guy leaned over saying this picture was a gyp because we didn’t get to see their cocks. Not knowing what to say all I could do was just mutter, “ yeah”. Pretending to ignore him, I could see out of the corner of my eye he was one hell of a hunk. Slowly looked down. I wanted to get a look at his crotch. I was dumbfounded to see his hand around his enormous cock beating his meat. In a rush of excitement blatantly pulling my hands away, I let him see my hard cock. Reaching over and taking one of my hands he put it around his cock. Feeling his cock pulsing, I pulled my hand back in embarrassment. The guy just smiled asking me if I wanted to get it off. When he reached over taking my cock in his hand I almost jumped out of my seat. I was afraid to move or say anything. I just let him keep beating me off because it felt so good. Leaning over whispering to me, he told me to spread my legs and he would blow me. I was afraid to move and seeing my hesitance, he slipped down on his knees working his way between my legs. While I was trying to push his head away, he told me not to be afraid. Suddenly, I felt his hot wet mouth around my cock and then he began sliding up and down sucking me off. Chills and thrills was running through my body and squirming around in my seat and spreading my legs, I kept making more room for him. He seemed to keep moving closer and going down on me even further until he had deep throated all seven inches of me. Ecstatic with the thrill of getting my first blowjob, I began humping my hips driving my cock into his mouth. At last I began shooting my load into his mouth. My head was spinning and I though I would faint as he sucked the very last drops of cum out of my cock. Suddenly standing and wiping his lips he was gone and I was left sitting there with my limp cock oozing on my pants. Not knowing what to do, I begin feeling the urge to piss. Pulling myself together I managed to go to the men’s toilet before I embarrassed myself. There was only one guy in there standing taking a leak. Standing next to him and taking my cock out I began to pee. Looking over to see who was next to me, I shocked to see it was the guy that had sucked me. He backed away stroking his cock saying he sure could use a blowjob. Looking around he said it was safe and pulling me away from the urinal he turned me around and pushed me to my knees. Too scared to refuse and not knowing what to do, I just kneeled there with his cock in my face. Pushing his drooling cock to my lips, he grabbed my head while he started shoving his cock into my mouth. Trying to pull away, he held me tightly and began fucking my mouth. The harder he fucked the deeper he pushed until he had begun to force the very air out of me. Suddenly now, every stroke the suction of my body began pulling him even deeper into my throat. Then when he was buried deep inside me, I could feel him shooting his load into me. About then we heard voices and someone coming into the washroom. They stood looking at us as the guy shamelessly finished shooting his load. He pulled his cock out of my mouth, then zipped up and made a beeline out of the can, leaving me there on my knees in front of the urinal. The two men just stood there looking at me, and then one of them asked what I charged for a blowjob. Scrambling to my feet my cock still hanging out, all I could think to do was run into one of the toilet stalls and lock the door. Sitting there on the toilet almost to afraid to breathe, I tasted his cum in my mouth. I could hear those men laughing and joking saying this was the place where all the fairies hung out to get their daily fix of cock. Then I heard the other man call out, “Kid you want to suck two more cocks?” My heart was beating so fast I was afraid I would faint. Praying they would go away, I sat there until I was sure that they had left. It was then that I began to realize what I’d just done. My whole mouth still felt like it was on fire and I could still taste cum. I knew I’d made the first step toward homosexual sex and I liked it. Now that I had a taste of sex, I wanted the whole apple. After that, every Saturday I began going back to the Strand looking for that guy, but I never saw him again. Nothing like that ever happened to me again. My nights were worse than ever now. Whenever I lay down to sleep at night I would remember how that cock had tasted. It had almost seemed like it had almost become part of my body. Still fresh in my mind was the pungent smell of his crotch as he ground my face into his pubic hair. Then there was how it felt when he shot his cum into me. I would get so charged up I would cum without even touching myself. That blowjob had changed me forever. If only I could meet him again. Every night now I went to bed dreaming about that guy and how wonderful it felt when he shot his cum into my mouth. All the rest of that summer my every thought was of being on my knees in that bathroom sucking that guy’s cock. My obsession with wanting to have sex with a man was all I could think of now. And, I began to want to know what it felt like to have someone fuck me. I was almost glad the summer was coming to an end. Maybe now at college perhaps now I could get my life back together and get over this obsession of that guy in the balcony of the Strand. As it turned out my first day of college was quite a surprise. The dean had made many changes in the programs due to a marked drop in enrollment. I wasn’t too unhappy with my English class change, but I hated the thought of having the last period of the day a gym class. I was glad to see that old Mr. Trimble was still the gym teacher. He was a real sweetheart because all he ever did was stay in his office letting us run playing one on one basketball. Unzipping my gym bag in my favorite corner locker and throwing it on the bench, I began undressing and hanging up my clothes. I’d learned last year that from this spot I could look at all the guys’ cocks and butts without drawing their attention. This year it was all-different. Now when I looked at their cocks, I felt this wild stirring in my crotch and a lump in my throat. Ever since I’d sucked that cock everything seemed so different. Now I wondered what each of them would feel in my mouth when they were hard. Undressing slowly, I enjoyed watching as the guys pulling and tucking their cocks into their jocks and pulling on their shorts. I could get a good look at their butts. Pulling on my jock I was working my cock into the pouch when I noticed Bull sitting over in the corner in back of me watching my every move. Pulling on my gym pants I wanted to get the hell out of there. Even in my haste I did get a chance to check out his body and he was one hell of a butch hunk. As I was looking over at him, he spread his legs making sure I could see his cock lying between his legs. Letting out a gasp, I though he had the biggest cock I’d ever seen. I was no sooner headed to the gym than Bull followed me out. The guys began pairing off for one on one and everyone there was scared that they would be paired off with Bull. When coach picked off some dude that thought he was a hot shit; the rest of us breathed a sigh of relief. I was glad when the period was finally over. I felt like most of the guys, the less I was around Bull the less chance he would pick on me. It was a madhouse with all the guys anxious to get out of the place and to their next class. It was almost dangerous moving through all the elbows and arms dressing. Going to my locker and stripping, I wrapped my towel around my waist and heading for the communal showers. I was glad there was only a couple of guys left in the showers and that meant I could get in and out n a flash. Hanging my towel up and beginning to lather up, I realized there were only two of us left in the shower. Now it was now just Bull and me. He had his back turned to me and I stood there watching him as he lathered up his hard beautiful body. From his broad shoulders to his tight buns he was gorgeous. I could feel the heat in my groin just looking at him. When he turned I couldn’t take my eyes off of that cock of his. When he began soaping his cock and balls I could see he had one hell of a hard on. I’d never seen a cock that big and I was getting hard just looking at it. Looking up at his face, I saw he was watching me checking him out. Then I heard him softly say, “I could sure use a blowjob Chucky Baby”. Pretending I didn’t hear him , I quickly shut down my shower and got the hell out of there. Just the sight of that cock of his and I was as hard as a rock. Keeping my towel in front of me to hide my hard on, I hurried into the now empty dressing room. I was stuffing my hard cock into my jockeys when bull came over dropping his clothes on the bench next to me. Saying he wanted a little company, he just stood there in front of me completely naked with his hard cock bobbing and bouncing. I knew he knew I had a hard on, but he didn’t say anything as I dressed.. Then he began slowly drying himself off making sure I got a good look at his cock. Trying not to keep staring, I sat down picked up my shoes to put them on. He moved closer shoving his cock in front of my face. His body was so close to me I could smell the soap he had washed with. Laughing and moving away he began dressing. Closing my locker as I picked up my books to leave, he began rubbing his crotch and winked at me telling me he would see me around. He had me so shook up I had a boner all that day. The next time I saw Bull again was in our Friday gym period that next Friday. He came right up to me on the floor he said he’d chosen me to be his partner. Blushing, I knew what he was talking about and I knew I had to face him off or he would never let me alone. When I said yes you could hear a pin drop in the gym. I was going one on one with the Bull and that made me special in the eyes of all the other guys who were afraid of him. Getting bolder, I snatched the ball away from him and when I knocked him to the floor you could hear a pin drop in the gym. They guys all were watching to see if he would deck me. It seems that everyone let him win because they were afraid of him. Jumping up he just grinned saying I was a good player. Bull and I had a really hot game bobbing and weaving and blocking each other. He was really a good player and in one of our standoffs he would laugh saying he was going to have my ass as his prize after he made his basket. Bull knocked me on my ass a couple of times, batting the ball away from me but always helped me up asking if I was hurt. It was when we were alone in the showers that Bull told me knew all about my sucking that guy off in the Strand men’s room--and he wanted me to suck him off. Dumbfounded, all I could think of was to say he must be mistaken it must have been someone that looked like me. I would never do something like that. Hurrying then to finish dressing, I wanted to get out of there before he could say anymore. As I left the gym, I could hear him laughing at me all the way down the hall. All that day I was terrified he would spread it all over the campus that I was a Queer. When the day was over, I felt a surge of relief. It was all I could do to just get my books together and get out of there. I was one of the first out of the building and down the steps in a run. I wanted to avoid any confrontation with Bull. Heading toward home, I was afraid any minute Bull would show up calling me a faggot. I was getting desperate because if he told anyone about my sucking that guy’s cock, everyone in town would know I was gay. I knew from the way Dad was always talking about Queers and Faggots--he hated them. I knew from the way he treated me, always telling me to be a man, that he was afraid I was going to be a queer. I’d tried to be a “real man” for my dad and make him love me, but it was like my mother had said when I was little, I was just too pretty to be a boy. Hell I couldn’t help it if I was only five foot and had blond curly hair. I tried hard to be like all the other guys, but I just couldn’t pull it off. If he knew I was gay he would kill me. Now that Bull had found out about me, I felt like my life was over. I had to find a way to get Bull to keep quiet. The more I thought about it, I decided I’d suck his cock if he’d promise me to keep my secret. I was so caught up in my fears, I almost died when I heard Bull’s voice in back of me asking me if I was ready to suck his cock. I was so startled--I dropped my books. Like a dummy I just stood there with my books all around me afraid to move or say anything. Then Bull stooped down and began picking them up and looking up at me kept apologizing, saying he wasn’t going to force me to do anything I hadn’t done before. Watching Bull on his knees sorting and straighten my books and papers as he kept apologizing. Standing then and handing me my books, I started walking wanting to get away form him. Bull just fell in step with me telling me again he wanted me to blow him like I did the guy at the theater. Whirling around to face him I demanding to know what he was talking about. With a big grin on his handsome face he told me he’d worked all summer at the Strand as janitor and he’d seen me cruising the balcony all the time. Protesting, I said I just like to go to the show and the Strand was the cheapest show in town. Going on he said I didn’t look like I was watching any show when I was getting that blowjob from the guy in the seat next to me and I even followed him into the men’s bathroom and sucked his cock. What could I say--he had me cold. Screwing up my courage I asked him what he was going to do about it. Smiling, he said he would keep my secret if I would suck him off. I couldn’t believe it, Bull the biggest strongest stud in school wanted me to suck his cock. Bowing my head I said I would blow him if he promised not to tell anyone. It was like I was dreaming, there I had said it, I said I would suck his cock. As we walked Bull just seemed to steer me toward downtown and to the Strand. Once I had promised to blow him, he talked to me nice and gentle and I began feeling less afraid if him. Leading me down an ally in back of the building he said that he had a little room in the basement were we would be safe. Pulling out a key unlocking the steel fire door as he went in. I followed him down this long flight of steel stairs. Looking back at me he told me he had his own little room fixed up down here that was real private. We moved along the corridor until we came to another steel fire door. Bull unlocked the door and reaching in, switched on the lights. As we went in standing there in this dirty dingy room all I could see was the mechanicals of the theater. A rusty cot with a mattress covered with a clean sheet. Off in the corner was a toilet, a rusted sink, and what looked like a make shift shower. It was sort of a bathroom. Standing there looking around, I heard the door slam and the click of the lock. Bull began moving towards and he had this mean look on his face. I knew then I was in deep shit. In a cold commanding voice he ordered me to strip. Looking around for another way out he reached over and started pulling off my clothes. I just stood there like a big dumb ox letting him undress me. I couldn’t believe this was happening to me. It was like I was living one of my wildest nightmares and somewhere deep inside me I didn’t want to wake up. He had even made me kick off my shoes telling me he wanted me butt naked when I sucked his cock. Standing there naked before him, he began circling me calling me fine looking bitch. Reaching out as he kept circling me, he would grope my cock or goose my ass. Then he began running his hands all over my body telling me I was just too beautiful to be a man, and he’d decided he was going to have to make me his sex slave. Dumping my clothes in this metal locker against the wall, he pulled out a pair of handcuffs. Moving toward me holding the handcuffs in his hand, I began shivering more out of the excitement than fear. Once he had me handcuffed, he began stripping. As scared as I was, I couldn’t take my eyes off of his body. He moved with the grace of a dancer as he removed each article of his clothing, flaunting his body at me like a stripper. He was such a damn beautiful man. Remembering my promise to suck him off, my eyes where drawn to his now hard cock and he was enormous. Truly he was hung like an animal. Backing away from him towards the door, he just laughed telling me I wasn’t going anywhere until he let me go. Pulling me back into the center of the room under the lonely dim light, he said he’d decided he was going to fuck my cute little ass. It was all so unreal I began begging him to let me go and I wouldn’t tell anyone. Pulling me closer to him, he bent down and began nibbling and sucking on my nipples. Then his hands began moving all over my body. He finally began working my ass with his fingers. I could feel him slipping his fingers in, beginning to fuck me. Jumping as he began working and stretching my ass, he told me to relax. The more he played with my ass and finger fucked me, the more I shivered with excitement. I felt like I was losing control of my feelings and my knees felt like they were turning to jelly. Bull’s fingers kept working my ass even faster and he kept asking me if I wanted him to fuck me. I was losing all control of my will as lust began sweeping through my body. Cooing softly, he kept asking me if I wanted him to fuck me. Suddenly my feelings out of control I began begging him to fuck me. Working my ass even harder pulling and stretching me he began moving me toward the cot. Before I realized what was happening, I was kneeling on the floor with my ass in the air and my chest on the mattress. Pushing my legs apart and then spitting into his hand, Bull began lubing my ass. With and evil little laugh he said, “Remember Chucky baby you asked me to fuck you.” I could feel his cock rubbing my ass and his hands kept working and stretching my ass and his soft cooing voice saying, “Here comes Daddy’s cock Chucky Baby”. All I could think of was all those stories I’d read about guys getting fucked and they could never get enough. As he placed the head of his cock to my hole, he told me to relax and that he was going to open me up. Remembering how it was for those guys in the stories and how good Bull’s fingers felt fucking my ass, I thought I was ready to be fucked. Closing my eyes I waited, thinking it would be as wonderful as sucking that cock. I could feel Bull’s cock pressing harder against my hole and as he began to push inside me it began to hurt like blazes. Telling him I couldn’t do it, that he was too big, he just laughed saying he was going to have my cherry. Then with a mighty lunge, he drove his cock deep inside my ass. It felt like he was tearing me apart and when that white-hot pain shot through body I began screaming and then fainted. When I finally did come around I could feel Bull’s cock working in and out of my ass. Laying there and burying my face in the mattress sobbing, I begged him to stop. The more I begged the harder he kept pounding my ass, telling me he had to get me broken in right. In my fantasies getting fucked never hurt, but he felt like he was tearing me in two. Suddenly, it was even worse as he began pumping my ass even wilder slamming his cock into me until his balls were slapping my butt. Then letting out a yell of victory, he began pumping me full of his cum. Sobbing from the pain, I felt the weight of his body on my back as he lay on me. Wrapping his arms around me, he said I was so good he was going to keep me as his bitch. Then he began kissing the back of my neck and whispering in my ear that it always hurt to lose your cherry, while saying that before the day was ove,r I was going to love getting fucked. The only thing I could think of was how bad my ass hurt. I kept begging Bull to take his cock out of me, but he stayed on my back with his cock buried deep inside me. Slowly I began to feel my body stretching and beginning to accept him. Grunting as he felt my ass expanding around his cock, he began to fuck me in a slow easy motion. This time it didn’t hurt nearly so bad and as he worked in and out of me he seemed to be grinding his hips stretching my ass even wider. When he began pounding my ass like an animal, I knew he was ready to cum again. Feeling a hot sensation in my gut, Bull let out a sigh as he began filling me with his cum. Pausing for just a second, he then began to fuck me again. Each time he would shoot his load, it got easer to take his cock until finally he was moving in and out of me like I was an old whore. Slapping me on the butt then he said it was time for him to break in my mouth now. Pulling me around and holding his still drooling cock to my lips, he began pushing it in my mouth. Afraid now not to do what he wanted, I let his cock slip into my mouth. I wanted to throw up when I tasted the shit and cum on his cock. Feeling his hands grabbing my head he began to pump his hips fucking my face like I was some cunt. Telling me I had a lot to learn about sucking, with each thrust he worked deeper into my throat. Gagging and choking with each advance, he kept telling me to relax and surrender my body to him. He just kept pumping and grinding and pushing until finally, I was taking his whole cock down to his balls. Now with each thrust he would pull my face into his pubic hair and rub my nose in it. Breathing the smell his body as he cock worked my mouth, it was the most exciting thing I’d ever experienced. Suddenly his rhythm changed and arching his body, he let lose of this wild load of cum. Thinking he was done, I was surprised when he kept me kneeling there with his cock deep in my throat. Suddenly, I felt this hot sensation of fluid and I realized he was taking a leak in my mouth and forcing me to swallow it. I knew that letting Bull do what he’d done to me without even so much as a struggle was like I had accepted what he did. Kneeling there dazed with his cock still chocking me, I listened to him telling me over and over I was now his bitch now and my body belonged to him. Feeling his cock swelling in my throat again, he again began fucking my mouth saying he could fuck me all night. He had now claimed my body as his property to use as he saw fit. When he got his nuts off he pulled me up onto the cot telling me he would be a strict but loving master to me as long as I obeyed him without question. Going on, he said he was going to teach me how to be a really good bitch. Standing over me, he moved between my legs and kneeling, he took my cock in his mouth. Watching that handsome face moving up and down on my cock, he began taking me deeper into his throat. Without missing a beat his throat muscles began working my cock. As his hot lips worked my shaft, his throat seemed to be working the head of my cock like nothing I’d ever felt before. My nuts felt like they were going to explode as he continued to pump and milk my cock like a baby suckling. My whole body began to shake and suddenly I began blowing my rocks. Taking my cum in his mouth, he looked up smiling saying, “That’s the way I want you to suck me off from now on bitch.” Covering my body with his, our lips touched and he began forcing my mouth open with his tongue. Yielding to him completely, he began spitting my cum into my mouth and obediently, I swallowed. As his body pressed against mine, I could feel his cock between my legs begin to swell again. Softly I heard him telling me he was going to fuck me again and all I could get out was a whisper, “yes” Then pulling me around facing him, he lay down so that I was straddling his hips. Reaching around, he began fondling my ass telling me I had a beautiful ass. Then working his shaft with his one hand his other hand slipped under my balls and he began pulling my ass over his cock. Letting out a little wimpier as he cock made entry this time, my ass just seemed to open up sucking his cock into my body. Even though there was a little pain, wild shivers of excitement were coursing through my body and when his cock was completely inside me, he held this small vial under my nose, telling me he was going to make me feel wonderful. At first I snorted at the vile smelling stuff, but suddenly from that small whiff my head began spinning and my ass seemed to crave Bull’s cock. Again he pushed the vial under my nose and I took an even deeper drag. Suddenly, the most important thing in my life seemed to be getting fucked. Begging bull to fuck me, I began moving my body up and down his shaft fucking myself. Bull kept holding the bottle under my nose and I began wildly pumping my ass on his cock--driving him all the way inside me. I just couldn’t get enough of him. My whole body was on fire as his cock filled me stretching my ass until I fit him like a glove. As I impaled myself on his cock he reached up taking hold of my nipples and began pulling and twisting them until my mind was swimming in pain and pleasure. I could hear my voice begging him to fuck me harder and when I felt him tensing and getting ready to cum, I settled down on him squeezing my ass and trying to suck every last drop of cum from his balls. With him still deep inside me, I lay over him like a cover wanting to feel his body next to mine, and our lips met. In that long hot kiss my very mind seemed to surrender to his will. Yanking my head up my hair and pushing the vial under my nose, I eagerly inhaled. I was so hot I was desperate for his body. Telling me he had a special treat for me. Laying me on my back, he shoved the vial up my nose again, telling me to inhale. I was out of my mind before, but now I was delirious with passion. When he squatted over my face spreading his cheeks he told me to fuck him with my tongue. Nothing mattered now but him and driving my face into his ass, I lashed out with my tongue lapping and sucking his ass. Finally shoving my tongue into his hole as deep as I could I began fucking him with my tongue. There was now nothing I would refuse him no matter how vile or disgusting it was. When he moved off of me we lay there together and I couldn’t believe what I had just done. Curling up in Bull’s arms I began crying. I was too ashamed even to look Bull in the face. Holding me tight he told me all slaves did that to their masters. Then he began telling me he’d seen me in the balcony all summer and decided he had to have me. Asking what he meant, he giggled saying he’d been hot for my body every since we were little. Then he went on to tell me how he’d told his uncle about me and asked him to help bring me out of the closet. Rocco was the one that gave you your blowjob. Slyly looking up at me and nuzzling my face, he asked if I was sorry he had chosen me as his sex slave. Putting my cuffed arms over his head, I began smothering him with kisses I told him I loved him. Struggling to get comfortable, I asked Bull if he would take my handcuffs off. Pulling me up he told me he liked having me be his prisoner and that I had to learn to be obedient. Kneeling before him and looking up, I promised if would take the cuffs off; I would be his obedient slave and do anything he wanted. As soon as I had my arms free for a brief moment, I thought of trying to get away, but looking at Bull standing there, there was no way I was going to leave him. Stretching out on the bed and holding my arms out to him I begged him to fuck me again. Crawling on the cot, he raised my legs, hooking them over his shoulders and saying he wanted to watch my face this time as he fucked me. Slowly and gently his cock sank into me and now my ass seemed to be pulling him in even deeper. Looking at me in surprise and laughing, he said I really did want him to fuck me. Then he began a slow easy rhythm and with each thrust of his cock he seemed to claim more of my soul. Now shamelessly, when he would blow his load I would beg him to fuck me again. Finally, he collapsed on me in exhaustion saying I was too much for him. We lay there together for the longest time until he told me I’d better go now, that he had to get to work. Not wanting to leave, I hated dressing and every few seconds I would touch him and kiss him. Holding me tight and giving me this evil little grin, he told me always to remember that my body belonged to him now. Turning and looking back as I started up the stairs I could see Bull pulling on his janitor’s uniform and I knew in my heart that I had met my master. Climbing those stairs, I was thinking that it was like in all those stories, the strong handsome man would choose someone and make him his sex slave. No sooner had the door slammed shut, than I realized that Bull had said nothing of wanting to see me again. On that painful walk home I kept wondering if that was all there was, he had fucked me and now that he’d gotten what he wanted it was all over. It was hard to fight back the tears and finally, I just broke out crying. I didn’t care not who saw me. I had given myself to Bull and he never even said he loved me. One thing I knew for damn sure, Bull had one hot cock and I knew he would want me again--and I was going to make sure he knew I would do anything to have him fuck me again. He had chosen me and now I was his. With every step I could feel his cum escape my body and it seemed to make walking a little easier. When I got home I had to do all those things that I usually did. I kept wanting to get to my room to shower and put something on my ass to ease the pain, but Mom kept finding things for me to do. I ended up staying downstairs doing all the things I was expected to do. In bitterness I was thinking that all my life I had done everything that they expected of me, I had dated girls, I had gone to dances to please them, and now for once in my life I had done something for myself,. I was free at last. I was liberated and I was gay. Somehow somewhere deep inside me, I wanted to scream out that I was in love--and the one I loved was a man! Now at last I didn’t have that hunger inside me. I’d found someone to love and I belonged to him. Taking the stairs two at a time, I had to be alone with my new feelings. Once inside my room, I stripped and slid into the shower. I could feel the dried cum and blood on my ass and when I began to massage it with soap and warm water, I began getting a hard on just thinking of Bull’s cock inside me. I had to have him again--I had to have him fuck me. Drying off and putting some Vaseline on my ass--just that simple action--had me shooting my load. Crawling into bed, I knew that tonight there would be no wild fantasies, I would dream only of Bull now. Laying there alone in bed and working my cock, all I could think of was Bull’s body and that wonderful cock of his. No sooner would I start to get drowsy, than I would remember the feeling of Bull’s cock fucking my ass, and I would get all excited again. It was almost dawn before I finally got to sleep. When I finally did wake up, all I could think of was getting to the Strand and finding Bull. Hurrying through all my chores, as soon as we finished lunch I was off running to the Strand. After buying my ticket, I headed up to the balcony and sliding into my seat I sat there not really watching the film. My heart was in my mouth as I sat looking for Bull. As I was looking around, I could see I wasn’t alone. Sitting higher up were some college guys and from the slurping sounds they were making they sure didn’t come here to watch the show. Getting up and moving to the side of the balcony, I was startled to see Bull standing in the shadows watching me. Standing and hurrying over to him, he grabbed my wrist asking me what the hell I was doing here. Then answering his own question he said I was here trying to pick up my guy. Hesitantly, I blurted out I wanted him to fuck me again. Putting his fingers to my lips and schussing me, I could tell he was furious. Grabbing my hand he began pulling me to a steel door behind a dirty red velvet curtain he pulled out his keys, and unlocked the door. Half pushing half dragging me, he led us down some metal stairs. We suddenly were in that same little room where he’d first taken me. Falling to my knees I began unbuttoning his coveralls. As I worked at the crotch buttons, he began undoing the top. Stepping back and letting his coveralls drop, he kicked them off and moved toward me. Standing there only in his boots, he ordered me to strip. When I was kneeling naked at his feet, I held my hands up and he cuffed me. Then taking his whip from the cabinet he began beating me. His face was livid with rage as he brought the whip down on me again and again. Finally, I could take no more and groveling on the floor I begged him to stop. His anger subsiding he warned me that he’d better never see me looking at another man again. Sobbing and swearing my obedience to him, I told him the only reason I’d come to the theater was to find him. In a hard cruel voice he told me I was his bitch he was going to punish me for being unfaithful. Dragging me over to the washbasin he began lathering my crotch telling me he was going to make me into the cunt I was. Pulling away telling him no, he brought his knee up into my crotch and I fell to the floor in pain. Pulling me up to my feet then I stood there letting him shave off my pubic hair. Then for the next two hours he made me prove my love for him. By the time he was finished with me, there was no part of his body that I hadn’t sucked licked or been fucked by. Bull then stood slipping on his coveralls telling me he was going back to work and ordering me to stay here and he would be back. Switching off the lights, I lay there in the dark as his footsteps faded away on the metal steps. Lying there with the hum of the air conditioner in the background, I fell into an exhausted sleep. The sound of footsteps on the stairs woke me. For a minute I didn’t realize where I was or how long I’d been sleeping. The minute Bull approached the bed, he broke into a big grin as he began shedding his coveralls. When he touched me it was electric. Pulling me off the cot onto the floor he stood over me telling me to show him how much I wanted him to fuck me. Letting go of my last shred of pride, I began groveling on the floor kissing and licking his feet begging him to fuck me. He seemed finally satisfied with my begging. He fell on me biting and chewing me all over my body sending shivers of ecstasy running through my body. Laying they in pain, I began begging him to beat me to show me he was my master. With an evil glint in his eye he picked up his whip and began beating on me again, telling me to beg for mercy. With every lash of the whip I began to feel like I’d been born to be his slave just to give him pleasure in any way that pleased him. I lay there on the floor whimpering and crying and thanking him for punishing me. Somehow now it didn’t matter if he was beating me or fucking me as long as he used me. Looking up into Bull’s face. He wore a look of sheer delight as he slowly realized that I truly was his slave. Somehow, I felt that bond growing even stronger between us with every lash of the whip. When the beating finally stopped, Bull had worked himself up to a sexual frenzy. Grabbing my legs and pulling across the floor scraping my back, he rammed his cock into me and began fucking me like a wild animal. The more vicious Bull was--the more I begged for more. I was beginning to realize there was no pleasure with out the pain. When he was finished with me, he pulled me to my knees ramming his cock into my mouth and began pissing. When he’d finished degrading me he dismissed me telling me to go home that he would call me when he wanted me again. As soon as I was dressed, I dropped to my knees thanking him for letting me serve him. With one swift movement of his booted foot he kicked me in the nuts, telling me only to address him as master. The dye was now set now for us, we were in our chosen roles, Bull was my Master and I was the slave. I accepted that I was now his property. Groveling at his feet, I begged him to forgive his ignorant slave. Telling me I had to be punished, he told me to go over and shave the rest of my body. Trying to protest, I felt his boot again and crying in pain I crawled over to the sink and began stripping to shave my arms and legs. I knew now my life was going to be dictated by what my master said. All the way home I resigned myself to my new way of life. All Saturday morning I stayed in my room hoping for some word from Bull. It seemed strange that for years I had run from him for fear he would beat me and now I needed him his punishment to show me how much he loved me. When he didn’t call that Saturday I was heartbroken. I knew he must still be mad at me. It was on Sunday morning he called. All that Sunday I had this warm wonderful feeling just knowing he’d called me. The sound of his voice was enough to fill me with lust. Lying on my bed, we talked for hours. Bull began telling me about his cousin Rocco. When he’d seen me in the theater how he’d told him about me and gotten his cousin Rocco to give me that blowjob. It was even better when I followed him into the washroom and sucked his cousin’s cock. That was when he knew he could have me. Laughing, I said I was glad he’d made the first move that I’d never had the guts to come out of the closet by myself. After a long silence Bull said for that favor he had told Rocco he could fuck me. Remembering my beating and shaving, I told him anything my master told me I would do. I could hear Bull’s dirty little laugh and I knew he was pleased with my answer. We couldn’t say much more because the folks started hounding me to get off the phone, so Bull said he would see me on campus and that he had a surprise for me. All that next week we kept seeing each other in the hall and when our eyes would meet, Bull would reach down stroking his crotch and I would feel this thrill of excitement all over again. Friday in gym class the guys noticed my shaved body. I told them that I had a skin infection and that the Doctor made me do it. Then someone asked why I was bruised all over. I told them that it was also from the infection. I know no one believed me, but somehow it didn’t matter to me anymore. The guys had already noticed that I was now hanging with Bull and now calling him ‘sir’ when ever I addressed him. All I cared about now was Bull and he wanted me this way. As usual Bull was waiting at the door for me, but he was holding out a key with a chain on it. Taking it and putting it around my neck he told me it was to open the backdoor at the theater. That was when I began walking with him to work everyday. We would then slip down to the basement and undressing he would have his quickie fuck before he went to work. I would then lay on the cot in the dark waiting for him to come down to me on his break. Over the following weeks being with Bull had become my life. I began lying to my folks and making up reasons why I was spending so much time away from home. I now lived for the time Bull and I spent together. It was one afternoon after we had done our thing and Bull had gone to work. I lay back to take a nap and waited for him to return. Waking when I heard his footsteps on the iron steps, I sat up and watched as he entered the room. Laughing at me sitting and watching him strip he began doing this little dance until he was naked. Then he was on me in seconds. We were going at it like a pair of minks when I heard his voice saying, “I want sloppy seconds Bull”. Startled and looking around, I saw Rocco the first man I’d ever sucked off leaning against the wall watching us screwing. As soon Bull got it off, Rocco was naked and mounting me. Bull then kneeled straddling my head shoving cock into my mouth. Rocco and Bull both began pumping their cocks into me like they were in some kind of race to see who could get it off first. It was wilder than anything I could have ever dreamed of. Suddenly my cock was erupting all over my chest as they continued banging my body. Rocco began laughing and then suddenly I felt his hot cum filling my ass. I began sucking on Bull even harder to get him off. Between the two of them it went on for hours. The only sound in that room was the sloppy sucking of my ass as they fucked me. Finally it was over and we all collapsed in exhaustion. Rocco then stood looking over at Bull saying he’d really broken me in right. Bull then began slipping into his coveralls telling me he had to get back to work and telling me to go home now. Before I left, he told me I was to do anything and everything that Rocco wanted. After that day my evenings and weekends had become nothing but sex. It was either Bull or Rocco or both of them at once. Then Rocco decided to add some zest to our relationship. He had decided that it was time he fisted me. I knew I would have no say in the matter, so I willingly went along with it. He and Bull kept working my ass a little at a time until finally, I could take their arm up my ass to their elbow. It had become my goal in life to pleasure them in whatever they wanted of me. I felt like I had become a vessel of their love and I was grateful to them for it. With the talk of graduation coming up, Rocco began telling Bull he was going to open up this Video store next to the theater. He went on to say that he would be managing it and I would clerk. Suddenly, it was all there out on the table. They expected me to give up my life. The time I had to for me to make the choice of being a man or a slave. It was all I could do to tell the men I loved that I didn’t have the courage to live as a slave. That was when Bull took me aside and explained that I didn’t have any choice in the matter. I was his property to do with as he wished. Then going to the cabinet and taking out my hand cuffs he huffed me and began beating me, telling me this was not a game, I was his property and I would serve him. The more I protested the harder he beat me until he was exhausted. I now knew that this was no game--I had truly given my life to Bull. My life continued as always and I could see the new store taking shape. Bull was all I could ever want in a master and Rocco was a dream lover. Bull and Rocco never spoke of the store to me again. Little did I realize the plans Bull was making to make sure I would never leave him. It was that last week of school and our last gym period that Bull put his plain into operation. We were in the showers with all the other guys when he ordered me to my knees and demanded I suck his cock. The showers fell silent as everyone watched to see what was going to happen and if I would really suck his cock in front of everyone. Little had I realized how well Bull had had trained me as his slave. At his command even with out thinking, I dropped to my knees taking his cock into my mouth. In one quick motion I deep throated him taking him down to his nuts. My mind had simply gone blank and instinct had taken over. I was the slave he was my master. Obeying my master was all that mattered now. All eyes were on me as he pumped my face and finally he began pumping me full of cum. Pulling out of my mouth he asked if any of the other guys wanted to get it off. If I though I had any friends that was a thing of the past. I was suddenly surrounded by dozens of cocks all waiting to be sucked. As each guy rammed his cock into my mouth they would hold my head and rape the shit out of me. I had done more than half the class when Coach Trimble found us. When he tried to stop what was going on the guys began protesting and he just let it happen. After class standing in Coach Trimble’s office with my towel around me he began giving me the line about how I had disgraced the school and ruined my life. Moving from in back of the desk he began undoing his sweat pants. Coming around to me and letting them drop all he said was blow me you little fagot. In hours the whispered rumor was all over the campus that I was Bull’s sex slave and had sucked off my gym class. I had never felt so alone. Now the only ones I had left in my life was Bull and Rocco. It was one of those unspoken things. Somehow, no one said anything until after the graduation ceremonies, but when it was over even the rumor had gotten to my parents. That night when they confronted me I told them I was moving out. Strangely they seemed relieved. They didn’t even ask where I was going, but now I supposed they knew I would be living with Bull and his cousin. Yet that same night I packed my clothes and calling Bull asked if I could stay in the theater basement. Thankfully it was dark when Bull drove by in Rocco’s tuck and we loaded my things. Looking at me, he asked if I was ready to go home. Nodding I said I was. Bull then drove by the goodwill collection box and dropped all my stuff in the box. Getting back in he told me he would give me whatever he wanted me to have. Parking the truck he led me down those familiar stairs and when we entered his room, he ordered me to strip. When I was naked he then handed me a leather collar telling me that was all I would wear from now on. We were interrupted by Rocco, and he asked it I was ready for the rest of my training. In the next several months I began to find out what it was like to owned by a Master. I was now kept chained in the basement and beaten and fucked morning noon and night. Through my whippings and restraints Bull began to take complete control of my mind as well as my body. In time my beatings had become pleasurable to me and I began looking forward to them and many nights I even begged for Bull to beat me. Pleasing Bull and sex was now all that mattered to me because I came to believe that was what I was made for. Then one evening came down carrying a trench coat telling me he had a surprise for me. Telling me to put it on he said he had decided I needed some jewelry. We drove to a little place on the highway and he pulled into this ramshackle little group of stores. All the lights seemed to be out but I could make out the lettering on the window advertised piercing and tattoos. Leading me up a few stairs and into the store this older man pulled down the shades and locked the door. Taking my coat Bull told me to go sit in what looked like a dentists chair in the back of the store. Walking to the chair and sitting Bull began selecting the jewelry he wanted for me. From the back room we could hear talking and swearing and the old man told Bull that a few of his buddies were having a card game and not to pay any attention. He then began to pierce my tits. I was surprised that it had hurt more to loose my cherry. When he had done my nipples he suggested a matching earring. It was when I was finished Bull asked that man how much he owed. The man looked me over saying his friends in back could use a little entertainment and if I could make them happy, the piercing and rings would be on the house. Bull broke out in a big grin saying, “Good Deal”. The man then led me into the back room to ‘entertain’ his buddies. They had to be the grungiest old men I’d ever seen, I could smell their body odor from the door, but Bull was not phased.. As they looked up at me standing there naked one of them let out a hoop saying he was going to be the first to fuck the pretty fagot boy. And so it went, taking them one at a time as Bull looked approvingly on. I gave it my all knowing I had to still prove my master’s wishes were my commands. It was on the way out that the man told Bull when I was ready for my tattoos to be sure to let him know and he would have his friends over. Sitting there on the floor of the truck with my head on Bulls knee I had no feelings about what had happened, I had simply obeyed my master like a good slave should. . In the windowless basement room my days and night became as one, I lived now only to please my master and Rocco. It was Rocco that had decided that I needed more conditioning. He and Bull had decided to rent me out to Smokers for the night. Bull seemed to enjoy watching me please other men; he always said it gave him a sense of pried seeing how talented I was at satisfying men. As it worked out I was getting quite popular with many of the men’s clubs in town. It was on one such night when Bull took me to a party that I got the shock of my life. I was there on this cot letting this old man get it off when I noticed a big burly man watching us. His face was in the shadows but he seemed somehow familiar. As soon as the old man got it off this guy crawled up on the cot and raising my legs rammed his cock into my ass. He was fucking me with such force the whole cot was shaking. Then I heard his voice demanding to know if his cock satisfied me. Looking up into his face I saw it was my father. As soon as he got it off he moved up straddling my head rammed his cock down my throat. He’d heard about me and he knew what I was now. When he finished shooting his load he began pissing in my throat. Standing then he said he knew I was a damn fairy from the day I was born and that he should have fucked me a long time ago. Turning to go he gave me an evil grin saying he hoped I would be happy with my new life. With that he stormed out. Somehow a kind of peace settled over me knowing my father had finally accepted me for what I was. On the way back to the theater, Bull told me my father had told him I was a damn good piece of ass. The store was not ready to open and Rocco had me stocking the shelves telling me I should know the stock. It was understood that I would work in the store. We were just finishing up when Bull came in carrying my trench coat. Slipping into it without question I knew he was taking me somewhere. As he led me to the truck, he said it was time to mark me. Sitting on the floor next to Bull with my hand on his crotch I enjoyed the ride. This time when we pulled in I recognized the little tattoo parlor where I had been pierced. I was beside myself that I had finally made the grade; I was worth marking as his property. The shop seemed to be closed, but Bull rapped on the door and someone lifted the shade and looked out. As soon as he saw us he opened the door. Leading me over to a chair, the man told me to take off my coat and sit As he began his work I sat there watching the word ‘Slave’ appeared on my chest. Then under the work slave in small letters the words Property of B.L.Jerold. As he finished the last words Bull asked me if I liked it. Grabbing him and hugging him, I was speechless. Now everyone would know I belonged to my master, I wasn’t just any old fagot, I was property. Bull got up, telling me to pull on my coat as asked the man that the bill was. Grinning, he asked if he wanted to take it out in trade. Bull shook his head saying he would pay this time. As soon as I was in the truck, Bull asked me if I was happy. Looking up at him all I could say was, “Yes Master”. I realized now my trial was over I truly was his property. Comments can be made to Nathan Harvey Harveynate@AOL.com