Active Route; Round 1
Player List
- Bard (our main character) - 5' 9", fit, white
- Conga - 5' 8", latino, early 20s with a black hoodie on
- Shy - 5' 11", thin, white, curly locks of hair, teenager with a breedable bubble butt
- Java - 6' 2", lanky, black, seems irritated at most times
- Bear - 5' 8", husky, mixed, furry body hair, blue bathrobe wearing glasses
- Earl - 5' 10", dad bod, tan, in his 50s, wearing a wrinkled expensive looking suit
- Zombie - 5' 6", fit, white, a teenager dressed in leather punk gear and a colorful mohawk
- India - 5' 0", muscular, mixed, holds himself with pride
- Medic - 5' 7", asian, nurse in messy scrubs
- Farmer - 5' 3", tan, a teenage wallflower
I've gotten around and fucked plenty of bottoms. Their warm holes and cries of pleasure as I fuck them has always been a turn on of mine. Maybe this isn't the best place for giving yourself to a stranger, but judging the glances Shy gives me, I have a feeling he'd be down to put on a show. I walk over to the boy, sizing him up. His eyes widen as I approach.
Bard: "Hey there."
Shy: "Uh... hi..."
Bard: "Shy, how old are you?"
Shy: "18."
Bard: "Glad to hear. I can't help but notice we can fulfill our actions together."
By now, he's the most bashful shade if red across the neck and ears. I bet that blush goes all the way down~ All he has to do is say yes and I'll give him a ride to remember.
Bard: "What do you say? I'll be gentle and make it a comfortable ride."
Shy waits a few seconds, eyes glancing at the other men.
Bard: "Don't worry about them. Something tells me they'll be wishing they'd done their actions."
That seems to resonate with Shy.
Shy: "If... you're okay with me."
Bard: "I think you're a cutie - I'll make your first time worth it."
I pull him into my strong arms and plant a kiss on his lips. He respond clumsily but eagerly. I cup his ass cheeks and kneed - I need him focused on enjoying this. It'll hurt if he's not aroused. Easily, I hoist his thin frame up to grip his hips, making out with him as we head to the stage. Blocking his view of the others, I lower him to the floor and pull his pants off. His hard wood slaps against his stomach. I kiss and lick my way down his slim frame until I've got his virgin pink asshole in front of me. My tongue hungrily probes at his tight ring. Wrapping my arms around his waist keeps his legs in the air over my shoulders. I do everything I can to get him ready. I do NOT have a small dick, he's gonna need all the lubrication he can get. He moans and responds as I eat his sensitive little hole. Time for fingers. He flinches as a digit rubs and then enters him, getting more eager mewling moans. Once the resistance of his ring begins to lessen, I add another finger. Over time, Shy's squirms and his leaking cock drips low. Undoing my tight pants lets my thick dick spring free. I spit on his now pucking hole before lining up my cock head to his entrance.
Bard: "There you go. Keep breathing. Open that ass up."
I press in careful not to split the boy in two. Tears leak from Shy's eyes as I slide in a little more.
Bard: "There you go. You're doing such a good job."
It's a few minutes, but I feel his ass relax. I push my hips closer.
Bard: "I'm gonna start moving. Before you know it, I'll fill you full of my semen~"
I begin to pull out and Shy looks at me with the most forlorn shock.
Bard: "Don't worry, I'll put it back in. Your boy hole feels empty without my dick, doesn't it? A boy like you is on this earth to be of use to men. Lay back and keep still."
I shove fully into Shy in the missionary position, pistoning in and out of him carefully at first and then quickly. His manacles fall off and he wraps his arms around me, nails digging in, voice howling in pleasure. Gripping his hips, I begin to fuck him like a toy, knowing he enjoys being used by a big man like me. Shy wiggles his ass, inviting me to pound him deeper. The need to breed this boy is strong.
Shy: "Oh fuck! Oh fuck! It's so hot and deep inside me."
Bard: "That's right boy, your sweet hole was meant for this."
I start to grunt and growl into his mouth. The cutie struggles to moan while our tongues dance. I melt into the hormones and lust, thrusting and rutting into his bubble butt. There's a warm wetness as Shy cums onto our mashed together stomachs.
Bard: "You ready to get breed? You want my seed?"
Shy: "Yeeeeeesssssss, pleeeeease. Fuck me~"
I root myself into Shy as far as I can go before pumping a big load into the kid's ass. His stomach visibly bulges as I fill him up, pump by pump. By the end, I'm a sweaty mess collapsed on the kid, dick sliding out from his spent and probably sore pussy. It's a moment before I notice my wrists are freed, action having been very pleasantly finished. The others in the room making up our audience has mixed reactions - some are aroused, some look disgusted.
The rest of the hour is spent restlessly. No one else completes their actions. Another scan of the room shows no ways outside. There are several doors around the room, all locked. I'm guessing they'll be something down those paths later... A few talk in hushed tones while most are silent.
Java: "I can't find any cameras, but I'm sure they're around. Probably trying to blackmail us once we're free from here."
Bear: "Are you someone worth blackmailing? I don't think anyone would gain much from me."
Java: "Just a guess."
Earl: "All those messages have been prerecorded..."
Bear: "Have they been?"
Earl: "..."
Eventually, our captor comes back over the intercom.
"Well done those of you who fulfilled your actions! You'll have the distinct pleasure of going first into the Challenge Room. Players who did not fulfill their first action will be barred from the Challenge Room until the first players have chosen."
A door audibly clicks open revealing a hallway with another room at the end. Nothing about this challenge room sounds ideal, but we've got to see what it is. Zombie, heedless of the warning, walks into the doorway. The sound of a tazer rings out as Zombie convulses backwards out of the room. The braces clearly have an added electrocution feature...
Farmer: "Are you okay?"
Zombie: "Fuckers."
Bard: "The three of us will go see what else is waiting for us. We'll be right back."
And because no other options are available, no one has anything to say as myself, Conga, and Shy leave. The room at the end of the hallway has rows of screens on the walls displaying different words.
Caged. Machine. Feminine. Slave. Master. Violent. Hung. Pierce. Cake. Oral.
There's also a panel of buttons, one below each of the words.
Conga: "Ten words, ten buttons."
The intercom crackles.
"Well done gentlemen! As a reward for completing your first task, you each have earned a chance at picking your next challenge! Press the button in front of your choice!"
Conga: "Look up there."
Above the door we came in is a clock counting down about three hours.
Conga: "How long are they going to keep us down here for?"
That's a bleak thought... that we might spend nights here.
Shy: "Should... we tell everyone what we found?"
Bard: "Unless we pick something, they can't come in here. It's not like they'll have any more information to help... I assume these are the challenges."
Caged. Machine. Feminine. Slave. Master. Violent. Hung. Pierce. Cake. Oral.
Out of all of these, Slave and Master stand out. They're likely linked - maybe the two do something sexual? To be a master, to have someone subject to your whims. To be a slave, beholden to the will of another, subjugated.
Active -> Become someone's master
Passive -> Become someone's slave
Leave your vote in the comments, Active or Passive. The consequences are in your hands.
