Every morning for the past two weeks, on his way to and from..
🕑 Added 2022-12-19 02:12:49 +0000 UTC
Every morning for the past two weeks, on his way to and from work at his lab, Les went through the road construction that was two blocks from his house. He became infatuated with the hunky blonde flag man that always stood with the stop and go sign to signal the traffic around the site. The younger man radiated cockiness. He always bares his well developed, sculpted arms by either wearing a tank top under his orange vest or just the vest. Les would slow down, hoping to be stopped just in front of the beautiful stud so he could take in the hot tight body. When he passed he would make eye contact with the stud and the younger man would give him a cocky smirk in return. The construction worker’s ass was perfect as it filled out his worn pants. Les couldn’t get the younger man out of his head. He needed and wanted the stud.
Les heard through his neighbors that the road work is almost done. He panicked, knowing that the stud would be gone soon. Les could not let that happen, so he began to plot on how to take the sexy worker. The short, slightly overweight middle age man was no match for the inshape muscular younger man. However, Les was no amateur in capturing muscle bulls and taming them. He was a chemist who’s side hobby was developing new drugs to control younger men. Les had even experimented on his hunky UPS delivery man with his various concoctions.
On Friday after work, Wes went to his trunk which he always packed a block from the site. He opened his truck door and looked around to make sure no one would see as he then changed out of his work pants. Wes undid his belt and unzipped his pants to pull them down, revealing his gray Hanes boxer-briefs. He didn’t see the weird little man until he felt the prick in his muscular shoulders.
“What the fuck,” Wes turned and saw Les standing behind him, holding a syringe in his hand.
Wes pants fell down around his ankles as he lunged for the stranger. Les gripped the younger, stronger man’s firm body as suddenly everything went black for Wes and his body went limp in Les’s arms. Les struggled to keep from falling as well under Wes’s weight. Wes’s out cold body felt so good as Les struggled to push Wes over the driver seat. Looking around to see if there were no witnesses, he ran his hand up under the orange vest. The smooth lower back felt so firm as Les pressed against the underwear clad buttocks. Les closes his eyes enjoying the firmness of Wes’ tight ass. He grinds his hardon against the plump ass, pushing Wes’ boxer-briefs between the fat cheeks. Wes let out a subconscious low moan as he groped and fondled. Les had to use all of his strength to push the construction worker over the seat into the passenger side of the truck. Wes was grunting as his body was roughly moved over. Les finally climbed into the truck and drove to his house. He was fortunate enough that his driveway and garage was secluded enough so his neighbors wouldn't see him parking the pickup truck and dragging the passed out stud into the house.
Les again struggled dragging the stud by his muscular arms into the house. Wes’s jeans were down around his boots and his underwear was down under the plump ass cheeks from having his butt drag across the floor.
Wes wakes up to find himself strapped to a sling. His muscular arms and legs were bound to chains suspended to the ceiling. Wes was confused as he tried to focus on his surroundings. He pulled on the chains but found it was futile. Wes tried to scream but his mouth was pushed open by an oral gag.
“You awake,” Les greeted the confused stud.
Wes struggled harder and tried to demand his release but it just came out as muffled moans.
“Now, now, don’t get excited. You need to save your energy for later,” Les ran his hand down Wes’ thick thighs.
Wes didn’t recognize Les, why would he. To the handsome, cocky straight stud, Les was just another person that drove through the work area. Les was a nobody to Wes. However, despite his situation, Wes cock grew rock hard and throbbing at the touch of the other man. He had never been so hard and felt humiliated that he was getting hard by the touch of another man.
“You are so beautiful,” Les whispered as he freely explored his captive’s body.
Wes moaned through the gag. He was unaware that Les had drugged him with a drug that the chemist had developed. The more Wes gets simulated the more Les can rewrite the straight stud’s personality.
“My touch makes you so horny, doesn’t it. It feels so good,” Les fingers stroked Wes’s impressive cock.
Wes closed his eyes in lust and shame.
“You would do anything for me to continue to touch and explore you. You need it so much. In fact the more you obey me the more aroused and turn on you become. You feel so blissfully good the more you obey. Nothing else matters but to please and obey me.”
Wes soon was thrusting his hips into the air, fucking Les’s hand.
“Good, come for me,” Les pumped Wes’ cock.
Tears ran down Wes face in shame as he grunted and groaned through the gag. Unable to control himself, Wes started to come. Les aimed Wes’ cock at Wes’s face as he came. The cum shot through the air and landed on his chest and face, even his blonde hair.
“Good boy,” Les was pleased how acceptable the stud was. “Now sleep, you have a long weekend ahead for you.”
Wes was so weak and exhausted, and found his body obeying as he drifted off. Before leaving the exhausted stud, Les placed headphones on Wes’s head. While Wes slept his mind was bombarded over and over by subliminal messages. The next morning, Wes woke to gagging on Les’s thick cock. Les had pulled Wes’ head back by his blonde hair and was roughly fucking the younger man’s mouth. Wes couldn’t stop the smaller from using his mouth. He was gagging and coughing over the thick cock. Les loved seeing his cock moving down Wes’ throat, through the younger man’s chisel throat muscles.
“You love the taste of my cock. You love serving it. Just relax your throat muscles,” Les whispered as he fucked Wes’s throat.
Wes began to obey, relaxing his mouth and throat and let out muffled moans of pleasure. His impressive cock was leaking pre-cum on his washboard abs. Just when Wes was getting used to sucking a cock, Les pulled out. Les then slowly walked around the helpless stud, running his hand down the hard, sweaty muscles, sending waves of pleasure through Wes’s body. Les continued until he was standing between Wes’s spread, bound legs. While Wes was asleep Les had shaved the straight construction worker’s pubes and ass, leaving him smooth. His tight rosebud hole looked so irresistible. Les picked up a tube and squeezed the special lube onto the virgin hole. He then rubbed the oil around the hole and slid a finger into the tight hole. Wes moaned through the oral gag as he felt waves of pleasure. He felt his anal muscles relaxing and the nerves ending around his hole and in his anal canal was on fire as Les stroked his insides.
“You feel so good. It feel so good to be fucked. You want to be fucked hard and rough,” Les spoke as he stroked and loosened Wes’s insides.
Wes nodded his head and pushed his incredible ass toward Les.
Les then squeezed in a second finger, spreading them. “You will feel only pleasure,” Les continued finger fuck the helpless stud.
Once he had thoroughly lubed and loosened Wes, Les pulled his fingers from Wes’ ass. He then gripped the muscular, thick legs and pushed his cock into Wes’s ass.
Wes closed his eyes and grunted through the gag. He was experiencing unbelievable pleasure as his ass was stretched open and his prostate was pounded over and over. His cock was throbbing and pounding against his abs as he was plowed like a bitch. He loved it. There was no humiliation, just pure blissful pleasure. Les held on to Wes’s legs as he slammed in and out of the straight stud’s new manpussy.
“Yes, show me how much you love being my bitch. Come for me. Be my bitch,” Les yelled while fucking hard and deep into Wes.
Tears ran down Wes’s handsome face as he threw his head back. He wanted to cry out but was unable to make anything besides muffled moans through the gag. His cock throbbed more and once again, Les gripped it and aimed it at Wes’s chest and head. The cum shoots out of the cock like a cannon. Long stream of cum arched through the air and landed on Wes’s chest and face. As he came, his ass muscles clamped down on Les’s cock like a vice. Les thrusted all the way into his new slave and came deep inside Wes.
The next morning, Wes was thoroughly broken. Les removed his gag and his bounds, but the once cocky stud didn’t made any attempt to escape or protest as he was fucked again and again. By the time Monday rolled around, Wes was a new man. There was nothing left of the straight cocky stud that he was on the previous Friday. He was submissive and obedient to Les, without a single independent thought in his pretty head. Les sent him back to work without any worry that Wes would report him or that Wes won’t obediently return, Under Wes’s usual work pants and orange vest, Les made him wear a jockstrap. Wes had no desire to be free or return to his straight life. At the end of his work day, the obedient stud waited for Les to pick him up and take him back to his new home. As soon as he returned to Les’s house, Wes stripped to his jockstrap and knelt to serve, like a good mindless slave.
