For a week I did not want to see anybody. I stayed at home, indoors and refused to go outside. Last week I was forced into gay sex by at leats 6 people, almost each day. So I decided to turn off my phone, watch TV all day and work at home.
But... my hormones started racing again after a week. I don't know why... but each time my hormones are racing I feel completely gay. All inhibitions disappear and I can only think about a big dick in my mouth and up my ass. But I don't act on it. Instead, I strip naked and put on my tight spandex shorts. I take a bright pink halter top out of the closet and put it on. It is nice and short, so my crown jewels and tight ass are at full display. Makes me feel so fucking horny. I put on my running shoes, and step outside the door. I start running.
Lovely, to run outside and see people watching my muscled body. After 10 miles a car lowers its pace and starts driving next to me. Slowly. The window is lowered and I hear a firm voice: "BOY!!!". "Oh... my... god...". Not again. Who is it this time?
"Get in the car... NOW!!", a voice says. Hesitantly I look into the car and I see Peter. He is furious. "NOW!!". He says. "Look, Peter, I don't want to do this anymore, I am not gay and..."... he stops the car. Without saying one word, he punches me in the face. I fall down and almost immediately I feel his body on top of mine. He grabs my wrists and cuffs them together. The same for my ankles. I start screaming... "Peter, nooo!! Please... I don't want this, I am not gay...! Peter, please..." HMMMGRPHH!. A ballgag is placed in my mouth and is tightly secured in its place. There I am, helpless bound and gagged. Peter picks me up like a sack of potatoes and throws me over his shoulders. My tight ass visible for everybody to see. He throws me in the back, closes the lid and drives off.
There I am. 30. minutes in a small and confined space. Strangely, I notice that my cock starts to grow. Apprently I like being bound and gagged in the back of Peters car. How on earth...?! After 30 minutes the car stops and Peter throws me over his shoulder again. He enteres the bar, screaming out loud: "Look who I caught!! He thought he could escape and turned off his phone for a week! Shall we punish him?". I heared a lot of horny men roar.
Peter walked on the stage, throws me on the floor and turnes on the spotlight which marks the center of the stage. For everybody to see. He lowers the chains from the ceiling revealing the metal handcuffs. While flipping a switch a set of ankle cuffs appear on the stage floor. Ohoh... I know where this is going... Peter picks me up, takes off my cuffs and before I can react, my hands are cuffed above my head. He pulls the chains, forcing me to stand on my toes. The ankle cuffs are fastened. Chained, bound and gagged, for everybody to see, Completely helpless. And Peter stands there, with a big mean grin on his face.
"I told you BOY... when I want you hear, you get here. Immediately and without any questions asked. If I tell you to suck my cock you do so without one word. If I want to fuck your ass, you offer it to me, without one word. You did not listen to me, so you are a naughty boy. So you get at least 20 lashes with my whip!!" My eyes grow big. Lashes with a whip? Oh no!! I start to scream but only a mufffled sound comes out.
He grabs my tanktop with both hands and RRRRRIPPPPP!!!!!! Off it goes. "Nice spandex dude, nice and tight, just the way I like it. You know... you are definetly not straight. You are supergay. I can see because you have a boner now. You like this!". Oh no...
"NAKED NAKED NAKED NAKED!!!", the crowd cheers. And Peter grabs the waistband of my spandex shorts and with only one quick movement the come off. Naked, with a big boner on the stage. Spotlight on my cock and the crowd cheers again.
Peter takes a whip and BAMM!!! "MMMMMMGHHHHHH!!!!. "That is 1. 19 to go.". BAMMM!!! BAMMMM!!! BAMMM!!!! Tears stream out of my eyes. "Next time you don't listen to me, it becomes 40!", he grunts. BAMMMM!! BAMMMM!!! BAMMM!!! I lower my head, crying in silence. I realise I really am his slave. And there is nothing I can do about it. BAMMM!!! BAMMM!!!! BAMMM!!! When Peter reaches 20 I feel numb. Helpless. Lost. Ready to give up any sign of resistance.
Peter takes off my ballgag. "Are you a nice obedient slave now, BOY?". "Yes Master", are the only words I can speak. "You are my slave. I own you", he grins. "Yes Master, I am your slave, you own me". "Admit that you like being here, that you like gay sex and that you are completely gay. Do it, now!!". "Yes Master. I like gay sex and I am completely gay". It is no use to resist.
I did not realise that Master Peter got rid of his clothes and was standing in front of me wearing nothing else then a tight blue thong. "Wow, what a stud", I heard my mind say. Bald, beard, muscled, nipple pearcing through each nipple, big dick, great ass. Waw. He stepped out of his thong, standing there with no shame, completely naked. He lowered the chains so I bend forward. He walked behind my, spread my cheeks and thrusted his cock in my anus. His big hands on my ass. BAMM!!!. "AAUUUWW!!!", I screamed, but he and the crowd only laughed. I don't know who, but somebody grabbed my face with both hands and put a cock in my mouth. Roughly fucked at both ends.
Then I hear a familiar voice. "I wonder if your wife knows that you are such a nice gay slut. What would happen if I show her this video?". I look up, and I see my neightbour standing there. Fully naked with a dripping cock. In his hands a phone, which is video taping the entire scene.
"Oh noo, please!", I scream. "I would do anything, please delete it and don't show it to her!". My neighbour only laughs. "Well, next weekend you are on a business trip. You will tell your wife that. And make her belief it is true. Instead you come over to my house and you will be my personal slave for an entire week. Gagged, cuffed, naked, and the boys and me will have our own party. With you. You come over to my please and you will be naked the entire week. Only wearing cuffs, a ballgag and a cockring".
"Yes Master". I will.
"And...?"
"I will do everything you tell me to do. If you ask me to suck your cock I will. If you want to fuck me, I will willingly offer my hole. I am completely gay and I am yours".
I have hit rock bottom now. Maybe I am gay. And maybe I have been in denial for all those years.
