The DJ played loud pop music over the large, crowded ballroom.
“HELLO CLASS OF 2012! WELCOME TO YOUR 10 YEAR REUNION!!!” The DJ hollered. Everyone screamed and cheered raising their cups to toast the event.
“OMG, Brett! Is that you?!” Screeched a slightly inebriated woman.
“Woah! Bridgette! Is that you?” Brett turned around to greet her.
“It has been so long; I cannot believe that it’s been 10 years since we last saw each other at graduation! How have you been?” she asked.
“It’s been great and yes it’s been a wild 10 years. I missed you guys so much. Wow, you look so different. Time has been kind to you.” Brett complimented. Bridgette twirled in her blue polka-dot dress as she smiled.
“Well, you gotta keep up with the beauty regiment.” She giggled. “Oh, lets get you a drink and see who else we can find!” She grabbed Brett and dragged him over to the open bar. Leaning on the bar he asked the bartender for a whiskey sour.
“So, have you seen anyone else from the good’ol days?” Bridgette asked.
“No, no one yet, I see some familiar faces but no one that I use to talk too.” He replied.
“Shoot, well the night is still young so who knows who’ll show up!” She squealed.
“Here you are Sir.” The bartender spoke. Brett turned around and reached for the cup as another hand went for the cup too.
“Oh, my bad I thought this was mine.” Brett apologized nervously. As he looked up at the stranger, he recognized him.
“Santiago?” Brett asked.
“Hey Brett, it’s been a long-time man. How have you been?” Santiago flashed him a smile under his thick moustache. Brett blushed unknowingly as he looked over Santiago. He was buff now and his muscles bulged from his white dress shirt, he had a slim tie that was red and shiny, his pants cradled his bubble butt and hugged his thick thighs.
“Umm, I’ve been good, you know living the dream.” Brett chuckled as his nerves gave him away. Santiago laughed and looked down at his shoes as he saw through Brett’s nervousness.
“That is great to hear.” Santiago stared deep into his eyes.
“How about you, man? Last time we hung out was at wrestling practice.” Brett asked.
“I’ve been great, was recently promoted to Detective with the police department so I’ve been busy climbing that career ladder.” Santiago replied
“That’s awesome! Congrats man! So, you got into law enforcement, huh? That sounds exciting.” Brett was amazed at his progress. “I’ve been working at my college as an administrator so not really that exciting.” He added.
“Nice, that still sounds like a lot of fun. Glad that you’re doing well, still keeping in shape after all this time.” Santiago replied.
“Yeah, I heard that 30’s can be a bitch, so I’ve been keeping up with my work outs since college.” Brett continued as he was lost in Santiago’s huge pecs. “You’re looking great yourself dude, I mean, woah you got buff as hell.” Brett chuckled.
“Gotta keep pumping that iron!” Santiago flexed his muscles through his dress shirt. “When I graduated academy I made sure to keep up with my physique. Didn’t want to become one of those lazy cops that can’t outrun a criminal, ya’ know?”
Brett smiled wide as he was smitten.
“Holy shit! Is that you Santiago!” Bridgette chimed in as she squeezed herself in between Brett and Santiago. “Jesus, you got hot!” She sputtered.
“Awe thanks Bridgette, it’s been a long time since I last saw you. Looking good yourself.” He laughed.
The bartender gave Brett his drink. He grabbed it quickly as he didn’t know what to do with his hands. Before he could continue his conversation with Santiago a swarm of classmates crowed around him trying to get his attention. Bridgette stood next to him and gave Brett a nudge.
“Looks like you have a crush.” She sang to him poking his arm playfully.
“What? Shut up Bridgette, I do not.” He retorted.
“Oh, come on Brett, we are all adults here. Drop the act cause I can see you clearly. You totally blushed and acted all nervous as he flexed for you and showed off his sexy body.” She teased him. Brett blushed again as he chugged his drink.
“Can I get another whiskey sour?” Brett asked the bartender. He nodded as he prepared the drink.
As the night went on, old and new faces continued to crowd the ballroom. Brett saw old friends as they drank, danced and reminisce about the good old times from high school. After each dance, after every conversation he would look around to see if Santiago was still around. He felt sad cause he couldn’t find him. Suddenly he felt a hand on his shoulder.
“Hey Brett, looking for me?” A large hand gave a light squeeze. Brett turned around fast as he looked up to see Santiago.
“Oh, umm, yeah…I was looking for you.” He stumbled over his words. Santiago smiled again.
“Yeah, Bridgette told me that you were asking around for me so I thought that I would try to find you.” He grinned.
“Yeah, that is what I told her.” He agreed with him. “Damit Bridgette, WHY?!” He cursed her in his head.
“So, I was about to head out for cig if you wanted to join me? Kinda loud in here.” He spoke over the music. Before Brett could answer a dancer from behind bumped into him, pushing and spilling his drink onto Santiago.
“FUCK THAT’S COLD!” He shouted as the icy drink ran down his pants.
“Shit! I am so sorry, Santiago. I didn’t mean to do that.” Brett apologized.
“Sorry man, its getting a bit crazy on the dance floor.” A drunk classmate slurred his words apologizing as he stumbled back to the dance floor with his friends. Santiago’s face soured as he walked away. Brett followed behind him feeling awful for spilling his drink on him. He made his way into the bathroom as he shoved the door open. He grabbed a bunch of towels from the dispenser wiping his dress shirt.
“Hey, man I am so sorry, don’t be mad at me.” Brett spoke.
“It’s alright, it’s not your fault. No need to worry.” Santiago spoke in a disappointed tone.
“Here, let me help you.” Brett grabbed some towels and kneeled down as he wiped his shoes. He looked up at Santiago. He looked down at him as he grinned. His face lighten up again as he enjoyed the view.
“Thanks.” He whispered. Brett blushed hard. He started to get up, but Santiago placed his hand on his shoulder.
“Wait, you look kinda cute down there.” Santiago flashed a smile. “I think you missed a spot.” He commanded. Brett’s stomach fluttered with butterflies. He knelt back down and started to wipe his shoes again.
“No.” Santiago spoke.
“Use your tongue, Brett.” He ordered. Brett stared at his brown dress shoes. He leaned in and stuck his tongue out as he slowly started to lick his shoes. Still kneeling he looked back up at Santiago. With his right hand he cupped his chin and rubbed his cheek with his thumb.
“Good boy.” Santiago praised him. Brett blushed again as his cheeks turned a bright red. He Smiled and opened his mouth a bit. Santiago traced his lips.
“Alright, up boy.” He ordered. “How about we blow this reunion and grab a drink at a bar nearby.” Santiago asked.
“Ok, I would like that.” Brett nodded as Santiago got close to his face.
“Meet me outside in a few minutes. I am going to smoke before we leave.” He smiled as he stepped to the side and exited the bathroom. He stood there for a few moments.
“What the hell just happened?” Brett took in what just transpired. A group of rowdy guys barged into the bathroom startling Brett, bringing him back to reality. He left the bathroom and looked around the ballroom and found Bridgette sitting by herself at a table. He rushed over to her.
“Holy fuck, Bridgette something weird just happened.” He spoke quickly to her.
“Woah, take it easy there buddy, what happened? Did little Timmy fall down a well?” She mocked him.
“No, umm, Santiago just asked me out to go get a drink with him.” He paused for bit making sure he didn’t reveal everything that happened in the bathroom.
“No fricking way! You should go for it!” She encouraged him.
“I know I mean I want too but…” He paused again.
“What’s the deal, he’s a hot hunk go for it!” She encouraged him again.
“Well…I am really drunk.” He paused again.
“OK…? I mean, are you like, ok with doing this? Cause if you’re not consent is key, honey.” She replied.
“No that’s not it. Ummm, I am Bi, I’ve only dated girls, and I haven’t dated any guys, but I really want to.” Brett was nervous about telling her.
“Oh, are you like not out? Like, what’s the word, closeted?” she asked.
“No, well, kinda? I’ve never done this before, and I don’t want to screw this up.” Brett’s nerves caught up to him.
“Oh, hon, don’t stress, you’re like super cute and you don’t need to over think this. You’re just going out for drink. Just get to know him and see how things go! Trust me, if you feel it’s right you will know.” She smiled at him. “Don’t worry, you got this.” she touched his hands supporting him.
“Thanks, I appreciate it.” Brett felt more at ease. He stood up and waved goodbye as he made his way outside. Anxious, he stepped out of the lobby to the front entrance and saw Santiago standing tall as he smoked and looked at his phone. He took a drag from his cig.
“Hey, ready? Let’s grab that drink.” He smiled. Santiago blew out the smoke and threw his cig away.
“Excellent, glad you decided to come.” He smiled back at him.
“I already got a ride on the way and the bar is like 5 minutes away.” His smile grew wider. As the driver pulled up, the men stepped inside and drove way into the dimly lit night.
They arrived at a small dive bar, entering into the building the smell of stale cigarettes and beer filled the room. They took a seat at the bar; Santiago unbuttoned his cuffs and rolled his sleeves up.
“So, about the bathroom.” Santiago started off. “Just wanted to apologies if I came on too strong.”
“No, you didn’t come off too strong. Actually, I really like it…it was hot.” Brett replied. They both smiled at each other.
“Evening gentlemen, what can I get you?” The bartender approached.
“I’ll have a Corona.” Santiago replied.
“I’ll have an IPA.” Brett chimed in. The bartender handed them their drinks and set up a tab.
“Glad you found that hot.” Santiago gave Brett a nudge with his elbow. “I want to be honest with you for a moment…I’ve never really done anything like this before.” Brett confessed.
“Well, to be fair not many people would have done what you did in the bathroom.” He teased.
“Ha, no not that, well I guess that too.” Brett laughed. “I mean, I have never been with a guy before.” He looked down embarrassed.
“Ah, I don’t mind that at all. First time for everything, right.” Santiago replied.
“Yeah, I guess you’re right. I really like you and don’t want you to think less of me cause I have no idea what I am doing.” Brett responded.
“Good, cause I like you too, Brett, and I don’t think any less of you. In fact I appreciate you being so forward with me.” Santiago smiled and took a big swig of his beer.
Brett looked over at him with bedroom eyes. Santiago had beautiful olive tanned skin with jet black hair. His hair was perfectly parted and pushed back with matted pomade hair gel. If Brett hadn’t grown up with him in high school, he could swear that he was probably some Telenovela star. He looked into his deep dark caramel-colored eyes as he felt a strong feeling in his gut. Brett had always wanted to experiment with his sexuality, especially in high school during his wrestling days, but he was always too timid to pursue his sexual desires.
“If we are being honest with each other, I had a big crush on you in high school.” Santiago admitted to him. Looking over Brett, he had dirty blonde hair with a chiseled jaw and hazel eyes. His body was toned but not overly muscular. He would be classified as a twunk. His green plaid dress shirt and brown slacks hung a bit loose but still showed a slight silhouette of his tight body.
“Wait, what! Really?” Brett almost shouted.
“Yeah, seeing you in your wrestling uniform. Damn, you were hot.” Santiago’s face blushed as he felt nervous confessing his feelings.
“Yeah well, you were hot as fuck in your singlet too.” Brett replied with a wide grin. “I mean, even now you look hot. Why didn’t you say anything in high school?” he asked.
“You had a girlfriend at the time and honestly I didn’t think you swung that way, so I didn’t approach you about it. Didn’t want to make you feel uncomfortable, ya’ know?” He replied.
“I’m Bi, since high school I only ever dated girls.” He answered him meekly.
“Really, so I guess I’ll be your first then? Huh?” Santiago said in a joking tone. “Yeah, you are, ha.” Brett laughed nervously.
“I’ll be gentle, scouts honor.” Santiago placed his right hand over his heart and lifted his left hand.
“Well, what if I didn’t want you to be gentle?” Brett confidently spoke biting his lower lip.
“Mm, I can accommodate that.” Santiago winked. They shared a laugh together as they moved closer to each other. As the night continued on, they shared fond memories of their time in school as well as wrestling meets. Catching up on their current lives and new events as they felt each other out to see where the night would take them.
“So, it’s getting pretty late. I thinking if you were up for it that we can head back to my place and get to know each other even better.” Santiago asked.
“You know what? Yeah I would like that a lot.” Brett answered. The liquid courage that they drank gave them both the nerve to move forward.
“Awesome, let’s go, boy.” Santiago ordered. Brett felt that feeling in his stomach again. It wasn’t fear or anxiety, but excitement as he loved the way Santiago was in charge. Confident in what he wanted and not scared to take this moment to explore this part of Brett’s life that he hadn’t before. Santiago paid the tab, and they left the bar, heading back to his place.
Arriving at his house, he lived in a modest neighborhood, down a cul-de-sac at the far end. It was a 3-bedroom 2 bath, on the outside it looked like a normal home. Santiago opened the door, and they were greeted by a large German Shepard that jumped on him greeting his owner.
“Hey pup! Did you miss me?” Santiago said as he rubbed his neck and patted him.
“Awe, didn’t know you had a dog.” Brett said as he took his shoes off. The dog approached Brett and started to sniff the stranger. Brett reached out to pet the dog.
“Yeah, when I first started my career with the police department I had originally trained as a handler for the Canine Police Unit. This furry pup is named Steel.” Santiago spoke as he took his shoes off. Brett could smell the warm tangy scent of Santiago’s feet as they cooled off from being on all night.
“That is so cool! Why didn’t you stay with them?” Brett asked as Steel was more comfortable and begging for more belly rubs and scratches.
“After a while I found out that I could only go so far with the department as a handler. I was offered a position as an officer, apparently I caught someone’s attention cause they asked for me personally. Took the offer and after a few years as a patrol officer I took my exam and became a Detective.” Santiago walked into the kitchen and pour a glass of water for himself and Brett.
“Nice, how did you come to get Steel?” Brett asked as Santiago handed him the water.
“While I was a patrol officer one of my instructors from the academy reached out to me. Steel was getting ready to retire and since I already have experience as a trained handler he asked if I could take him in to retire. He is such a good boy and well behaved. How could I refuse.” He chuckled.
“That was really sweet of you.” Brett complimented.
“Thanks, now how about we go upstairs and I can show you some more of my sweet side, and my bad side.” He grabbed Brett by his hips, pulling him closer.
“Yes Sir.” Brett replied as he placed his hands around Santiago’s waist.
“Good boy.” Santiago whispered.
Grabbing his hand, Santiago led Brett upstairs to his Bedroom. He had a large Californian king bed with navy blue comforter and pillows. He shut the door behind him as Steel looked confused waiting outside the door. He turned on the lights on and the ceiling fan whirled to life.
“There is something that I wanted to tell you before we continued. You mentioned that this was your first time, so I wanted to go over with you cause I want you to feel comfortable.” Santiago spoke as he pulled Brett to him.
“Ok.” Brett nodded to him. Nervous about what he would say.
“My…tastes are a bit more devious than the average person. I am into the BDSM lifestyle, you know Master’s & slaves, bondage and all that fun stuff. If you’re up for it I would love to explore this with you.” Santiago spoke in a low and confident tone.
“Woah.” Brett said.
“It’s totally fine if you want to take it slow. We don’t have to do this if you’re not ready.” Santiago reassured him.
“No, I just didn’t peg you for having some kinks and fetishes. I’ll be honest, I’ve looked into this before, and I am open to doing this.” Brett smiled with anticipation.
“Oh wow, well I was worried about how you would react. But I am glad that you’re open to it.” Santiago smiled widely. With his thumb and forefinger, he gripped Brett’s chin and pulled him in for kiss. Brett closed his eyes as he felt Santiago’s soft lips. He opened his mouth letting his tongue taste the beer that lingered on his breath. His mustache tickled his upper lip, his cock started to get hard. Santiago pulled Brett in closer as he felt his cock get hard in his dress pants.
“Mmm, you taste amazing.” Santiago whispered to Brett.
“Fuck, you’re a great kisser.” Brett commented. Santiago kissed him again.
“Alright, boy. Get on your knee’s.” Santiago commanded. Brett slowly got on his knees and sat on his legs with his arms in front of him like a pup waiting for his Master’s order.
“Good boy.” Santiago spoke as he smiled down at him. Brett looked up at him with a smile, horny and ready for more. He looked forward and noticed that Santiago’s huge bulge was almost busting out of his fly. He leaned in and rubbed his face into his crotch feeling his hard member throb in his pants. Nuzzling his bulge, he could hear Santiago moan softly. Brett reached for his cock as he stroked it lightly through his slacks.
“Very good job boy, do you want a taste Sir’s bone?” Santiago asked him with a grin.
“Yes Sir, please Sir.” Brett begged like a puppy waiting for a treat. His eyes shined with excitement as he stuck his tongue out.
“Good boy, up.” He ordered. Brett stood back up. Slowly, Santiago unbuttoned his shirt, Brett worked on Santiago’s tie, loosening it up and removing it before he unbuttoned his stained shirt. Santiago wore a white tank top under his dress shirt. His massive pecs begging to be played with. Brett ran his hands down his furry chest, reaching a long happy trail of fur leading into his pants. He lifted his tank top up taking it off. Santiago helped him slid out of his shirt. He admired Brett’s smooth chest and noticed that he had brown fur around his belly button trailing down into his pants. Brett reached for Santiago’s belt buckle as he pulled it apart, he undid this waist button letting his dress pants fall down around his ankles. He stepped out of his pants tossing them aside with his foot. Santiago lifted Brett into his arms and carried him to the bed, tossing him on his back. He crawled over him placing his body on top of Brett as they kissed avidly. Brett could smell his natural musk and cologne that remained. Santiago pulled away as he undid Brett’s pants and slipped them off. He lifted each leg and removed his argyle socks with his mouth playfully and growled at him. He rubbed his face into Brett’s stomach and kissed him as he worked his way up to his lips. Brett moaned loudly as he felt his moustache rub his skin. Santiago sat up and placed Brett’s legs up onto his shoulders.
“Let’s get this off.” Santiago spoke as he pulled Brett’s black boxer briefs off. Brett’s cock bobbed as he pulled his boxer’s off. His 6.5-inch cock was stiff, crowned with a patch of brown fur on his mound. Santiago placed his underwear under his nose as he took a deep breath of his aroma.
“Alright, sit up boy.” Santiago ordered.
“Yes Sir.” Brett bit his lip again as he rolled over to his knees. Santiago slipped his white boxer briefs off and took his black dress socks off. Brett looked down as he saw Santiago’s girthy 7-inch cock. His fur was neatly trimmed, as he got hard his dark pink cock head poked out of his foreskin. His balls the size of golf balls hung under his cock.
“Fuck, you look hot.” Brett commented as his cock got harder.
“Ditto, boy.” Santiago smirked. He patted at the edge of the bed as he got off.
“Over here boy, sit.” He ordered. Brett crawled to the edge and sat on all fours. “I’ll be right back.” He kissed Brett as he stroked his girthy cock.
“Yes Sir.” Brett replied. He watched him walk towards a large white closet door. His fat round furry ass bounced as he walked. Opening the walk-in closet, he turned on the lights and brought back a large container. Inside was an assortment of black leather gear, toys, tools and chains.
“Ok boy, I am going to collar you. Once this collar goes on, you’ll be mine. Understood?” Santiago commanded. Brett nodded his head eagerly.
“Yes Sir!” He yelled. Santiago smiled as he pulled out a heavy black studded collar and wrapped it around his neck. The cool leather brought shivers down his body. Santiago buckled the collar and locked it in place.
“Alright, hand me your paws.” Santiago ordered. Brett felt weird as he called his hands paws. He placed a pair of black socks over his hands and proceeded to wrap them in black duct tape.
“Now, fold your arms up to your shoulder. Like this.” He guided his wrist up to his shoulder and duct taped them in place.
“How are you feeling, boy?” Santiago asked.
“This is hot as fuck.” Brett smiled.
“Great answer, boy.” Santiago smiled back. He reached for Brett’s cock and stroked it lightly.
“Looks like you’re enjoying yourself.” Santiago spoke. He lifted Brett up and laid him on his back. In the container he pulled out two large rolls of athletic bandages and wrapped them around his ankles, folding them back and wrapping it around his thighs to hold them in place.
“How does this feel?” Santiago asked.
“Good Sir.” Brett smiled. Santiago crawled over to Brett and started to grin his hard cock onto Brett’s. They kissed again and made out with lustful desire. As he felt Santiago’s cock grind and rub on his own member, Brett was overwhelmed with yearning.
“Please Sir, please let me taste your cock.” Brett begged as he couldn’t wait any longer. Santiago stood on his knees and hovered his round balls over Brett’s face.
“Ok boy, open up and worship my sack.” He ordered. Brett opened his mouth wide as Santiago tea bagged his musky sweaty balls into his mouth. Brett felt them drop into his mouth as they filled up with his soft plump baby makers.
“Ooo, careful boy, use your tongue and lips.” Santiago winced a bit as he felt Brett’s teeth. Brett maneuvered his tongue and lips to suck and lick his sack. He could hear Santiago moan loudly as he worked them over. While he worked his tongue he breathed in through his nose taking in the musky taint of the man that towered over him. His cock reacted strongly with each breath. Santiago rode his face as he played with the leather collar around Brett’s neck and tweaked his nipples. He pulled his nuts out of Brett’s mouth.
“Very good job boy, you ready for the main event?” He asked as Brett licked his lips of the drool that spilled out.
“Yes Sir, please let me taste your cock.” Brett wimped. Santiago slid his cock over Brett’s face, he grabbed his girthy cock and lightly slapped his face with it as drops of precumm dripped out.
“Is this what you want boy?” Santiago asked playfully.
“Yes Sir! Please feed me your cock. I want it so fucking badly.” Brett begged like a dog in heat sticking his tongue out.
“What a good boy. Take it Brett.” Santiago gripped his cock as he fed him his tip. Brett inhaled and held his breath as the salty precum infiltrated his senses. Wrapping his lips over his large head, he guided his shaft down his throat. Brett gagged a bit as his fat cock rode his throat. Santiago slowly slid in and out of his mouth as he continued to push deeper and deeper reaching his gullet. Brett fought back his gag reflex, letting Santiago fuck his tight throat.
“FUCK boy, your throat feels amazing. Don’t stop, keep it up pup.” Santiago was lost in the sauce as he held back the urge to ram his cock into his mouth. Brett didn’t even registrar the fact that Santiago called him a pup. He eagerly accepted his cock despite his body’s resistance. Santiago leaned over Brett’s body as they sixty nine’d and took his cock into his mouth and worked his shaft. Brett was washed over with stimuli as Santiago picked up the pace. He was a natural cocksucker. Santiago gripped Brett’s soft ass checks and groped them hard, burying his face into Brett’s crotch fully taking in his smell and cock. They fucked each other’s mouth for 30 minutes. Lost in their senses, both of their balls retracted as they blew their loads into each other’s mouth. Santiago Growled deeply as he expertly sucked his cock milking his load out. Brett could feel Santiago’s cock throb violently as he dumped his creamy potent load down his throat. After a few moments, Santiago slowly pulled his cock out making sure his seed was fully implanted in his stomach. Brett gaged a bit as he pulled out, he winced feeling Santiago’s mouth still engulfing his sensitive cock. His scruffy hair brushed against his pubic area. Almost as if it was second nature, Brett sucked off his cock as he fully pulled out. Santiago gently lifted his mouth off of Brett’s spent cock. Turning around he grabbed a towel and laid on top of Brett, looking into his eyes.
“Fuck, that was hot. Good job pup.” Santiago praised.
“Thank you Sir. For my first time, that was fan fucking tastic.” Brett swallowed, recovering from his explosive orgasm.
“Glad that you had fun, pup.” He planted wet sloppy kiss. While he laid trapped in his bondage, Santiago wiped his tearing red eyes, snot and drool from Brett’s face. He cleaned his slimy wet cock as well as his own.
“Do you mind, getting me out of this stuff?” Brett asked as the bondage was starting to get uncomfortable.
“Mmm, no not yet.” Santiago said in a cold tone. He stood up and left the bed.
“Wait, what? Where are you going?” Brett started to panic a bit. Santiago returned. Before Brett could say another word, he threaded a stainless-steel chain collar around his neck and locked a brass pad lock on it, securing it in place. He sat on his stomach with his back towards Brett holding him down. Brett felt a cold sensation around his cock and warm lube, then another click. Santiago sat back leaning against the headboard and grabbed Brett bringing him over and holding him tight.
“See this cage around your cock?” Santiago asked. “Ummm, yes…Sir.” Brett responded meekly.
“This is called a chastity cage. I don’t have the correct size for you, but this should be fine for now. It will prevent you from jerking off without my permission. This collar around your neck will make sure that you remember who you belong too.” Santiago spoke to him in a stern voice.
“This is what is going to happen. I had a lot of fun with you tonight and I want to see you again. This collar and cage will ensure that you will come back to me. I want you to come back here next week Saturday, if you decide that you don’t want to continue this then I will remove the cage and collar and that will be that. However, if you find that you want to continue our...little adventure. Then on Saturday, when you return, you will beg me to own you and submit your body for training. Understood?” Santiago spoke. Brett looked at the steel cage that was a bit bigger then his flaccid cock. He shook his head.
“Yes, Sir. I understand.” He replied.
“Good pup.” Santiago praised him. He reached over and grabbed his caged cock, rubbing it in between his hand, massaging his balls. With his other hand he grabbed his head turned his head to face him and stuck his tongue down his throat. Brett gasped and squirmed as his cock started to get hard again.
“What the hell is happening to me, I-I didn’t agree to do this.” He thought to himself.
“Why am I turned on like crazy, why is this so fucking hot.” He kissed Santiago back as his body relaxed he let his desire’s take over for the first time in his life and loved every fucking moment of it.
